but that second to last one is on my my fav moments

KLANCE FIC RECS

i made a second fic rec!!! here is the link: http://seph-ora.tumblr.com/post/163693468557/klance-fic-rec-part-2



Since i spend every night curled up in a ball at 3 a.m. reading klance fics i thought i would let you guys know some of my favorites ! 

in no particular order i give you my top klance ao3 fanfictions (that i have come across so far) 

I HAVE A TON MORE RECS SO LEMME KNOW IF YOU WANT A PART TWO!!


or even a dan and phil fanfic rec/ a larry fanfic rec

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#DateMeBuckyBarnes (Part 3)

Summary: When Hollywood’s heartthrob Bucky Barnes breaks up with his girlfriend, you jokingly tag him in a selfie on Instagram to express your desire to date him. What you don’t expect is a response from the man himself [Modern AU].

Word Count: 965

Part 1 - Part 2

A/N: Just to let you know, tags are closed for this series. Enjoy the update :)

Originally posted by sebtrashianstanimagines

Darkness.

Complete and utter darkness washed over you, and you couldn’t escape. Voices hummed around you, just a faint sound from a distance, but slowly amplified in your ears. Warmth suddenly engulfed your body as you tried to find a way to leave the void that surrounded your presence. The voices became louder, telling you to wake up, telling you to finally break free from unconsciousness.

Open your eyes.

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Starved pt 3

Tag List:  @the-doggie-and-his-cuddlefish @fallingineternity @fangirlfiles1 @cup-of-blue  @reaper8439979 @lastfemaletimelord @zoeyheys @lizzysperil @trilight102 @frustratedwaffle @the-diaries-of-a-nerd @vladimeme @prplzorua @anxiousdepressedkid @ alzac-saber @softanon @chaoticgood-anon @321angst @vixenneko @justanotherpurplebutterfly @chemicallyimbalancedromance @hetaisawesome @virgilient @soft-blue-badger  @warriorwerewolfheart @twettypuff 

If I missed anyone on the tags, my apologies. If you would like to be added, please send me a message directly, as it’s much easier for my disorganized brain to keep track of! <3 

Chapter Notes: This one will be heavy angst, guys, and probably pretty upsetting, but it is the dark night before the dawn, I promise. I will do my best to have Chapter 4 up as quickly as possible, too. <3 

CW: Yelling, anger, graphic descriptions of panic attacks, self-loathing, self-deprecating thoughts, depression, crying, swearing

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The doll worked.

The others were still being weirdly affectionate with him–still giving him the occasional little touches that made his chest ache and set his skin on fire–but the doll soothed them. When he crawled into bed and snuggled into its embrace, the ache eased. Not all the way, but…well, that was always going to be true. He’d grown to accept that there would probably never be a perfect substitute for a real hug, but as far as he was concerned, this was close enough. 

And besides, he’d never have to know the difference.

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Steam Sale Recommendations

Here are some of my personal favs from the steam sale! I’ll put them in categories of Up to ~5$, up to 10$, and above 10$

Up to ~5$

Single player Don’t Starve (no add-ons) is currently 3.74! I’d buy at least Reign of Giants expansion, but if you’re on the cheap and want a great survival game, you can’t go wrong here. The rest of the prices are here too, if you so like.

Next, we’ve got Transistor! I threw Abzu in there too because it technically goes over 5 dollars, but it’s a steal at 70% off. I haven’t played transistor, but I’m buying it due to copious amounts of good reviews I’ve heard about it from friends and critics alike. Plus, at that price?! 

Psychonauts, an all time classic, coming in at 99 cents. I played this back on the Xbox, but it’s not just my nostalgia telling you it’s a masterpiece. It’s a no brainer. ehehehehehehe

Portal 1 AND 2 over here for hardly over 2 bucks. Can’t go wrong. Instant classics. Fun times to be had. Do it. Do it for me.

This could probably actually go on forever so let’s get going to the higher numbers

Up to ~10$

Starbound is a classic survival/crafting game, and it’s pretty poor-system friendly from what I’ve heard. It’s only 10 dollars now! i’ve sunk 80 hours into this game, and I don’t even *love* it, I just really like it. So I think you’re getting your money’s worth here.

Hollow Knight, my favorite Indie game of this year, so far, over here at hardly 10 bucks. Get it, you won’t regret it. Best metroidvania in years.

Furi is an incredibly difficult but rewarding Hack-n-slash mixed with a Bullet Hell boss rush type game with incredible aesthetics and utterly amazing soundtrack that is slightly diminished by the crippling difficulty that I really didn’t stress enough. Well, it’s not the hardest game ever, but it’s challenging by modern standards. I’ve died on every boss since the second one. I consider myself decent at video games. take that as you will.

My GOTY last year over here for 10 dollars, get that thing in your library right this moment or so help me

Again, could go on for forever, moving to the last tier 

Above 10$

I’m only about 5 hours into Dead Cells and it’s pretty awesome. It’s under serious construction, but it’s pretty creative and has nice graphics (aside from the cringe-inducing 3d modeling on the zombies that makes me think of all those skeleton memes)

All 3 Bioshock games for 15$. That’s a pretty garsh darn great deal, I’d say. I’ve played all 3 over the years and they’re solid for their genre, I can highly recommend this deal! To find it, just go to any of the pages for the Bioshock games (1, 2, or infinite) and you will find this bundle option below the regular one. 

Two of the better recent RPGs over here! Well, once again, this list could go on for way too long, so I implore you to have a fun time searching the store! Happy sales kids

SHARING IS CARING [FRED WEASLEY]

request: “hiya! i was wondering if i could request a fred weasley imagine with prompt numbers 23, 34, & 99?? i just cANNOT get enough of him. he’s my fav. plus, your writing is absolutely spectacular!! you are my favorite writer, and i will definitely be requesting more imagines in the future (most likely fred weasley, oops!). anywho, i’m sorry for making this so long! 💖” — anon

23. “Clearly, we’re meant to be.”
34. “Sarcasm doesn’t suit you.”
99. “Ouch! That really hurt.”

a/n: long is okay! 😊 i actually prefer them rather than short messages. thank you, anon! and yas, feel free to request more fred!! also, sorry if this took so long. x (also, excuse my bad house elf dialogue)

Masterlist + Request here!

    Contrary to popular belief, Y/N didn’t prefer staying at the library despite the girl always being on top of everything, acing her exams and school work, and seen with a book around like every single time they see her walking around the hallways. In fact, the young Y/H was fond of the kitchen at Hogwarts, where the house elves worked for their breakfast, lunch, and dinner — their kind and generous nature amusing Y/N as she always gets offered tons of food whenever she visits.

     "Where are you going this time?“ said her friend as she excuses herself after their last period, Defense Against the Dark Arts, to go to some place else. Y/N was quickly gathering her belongings, a big smile on her face before bolting out of the room.

     "The usual.” answered Y/N, waving goodbye and rushing downstairs.

     "What does that mean?“ muttered her friend but Y/N was already out of sight, her footsteps very loud as she descends.

     Just as she turned to the left corridor, she caught a glimpse of Fred Weasley talking rapidly to his twin brother George like he was trying to reason with him. When he turned forward and locked eyes with her, he raised his eyebrows and began to run as well where Y/N was heading, her laughter getting heard by the students who were walking along the halls.

     Once Y/N was face to face with the entrance of the kitchen, she reached and tickled the pear in which it gave a little giggle, granting her entry then.

     Fred panted as he finally stood in front of her, blocking her way. "Y/N,” he took a deep breath, “didn’t I tell you that this kitchen is my spot? Find your own!”

    She shook her head. “No. I told you; first come, first serve.”

    “I literally found that before you did so —”

    “Yes, but right now I came first, didn’t I?” smirked Y/N.

    Exactly a week ago, Fred came inside the kitchen to smuggle some food for some midnight snacks. And saying that he was surprised when he saw Y/N casually chatting with the house elves while eating a piece of cake, sitting on one of the stools, was an understatement. He was sure that only he, his brother, Ron, Harry, and Hermione were the only students who knew where the kitchens were.

     "Not counted.“ reckoned Fred, crossing his arms. "You didn’t even inform me that we were supposed to be racing.”

     Y/N took a step forward subtly, “Then maybe next time I would but for now …” she tried to walk pass him but Fred moved, causing her to bump harshly on his hard chest. “Ouch! That really hurt.” she complained as she rubs her forehead.

     Fred grinned. “That’s what you get for being so generous, love.”

     She ignored the sudden jolt of her heart when she heard him call her love. “Ha, ha. Funny, Fred, but sarcasm doesn’t suit you.

     "Really? I’ve been told quite the opposite.“

     Y/N stopped rubbing her forehead. "Fine, why don’t we just share this hiding place?”

     "Share?“ asked Fred.

     "I’m sure you’re quite familiar with the word.” deadpanned Y/N. “If you don’t want to share, then I’m not going to let you have it for yourself. I happen to find use of my knowledge of the kitchen too.”

     "If I agree, you promise not to tell anyone and it’ll be our little secret?“ Fred leaned down since he was quite taller than her, Y/N’s face suddenly becoming red because of their closeness.

     "Er — our as in just the two of us or like with your brother?”

     "Just the two of us if you want.“ winked Fred and that was the moment Y/N was certain that he was flirting with her.

    She chuckled. "Are you flirting with me, Weasley?”

    “Obviously and I’m not getting satisfied at your reaction to be quite honest.”

    The both of them laughed, Fred speaking again. “Sure, we can share. The only reason I’ve been acting greedy about this kitchen is because if I gave it away that easily, I won’t have a reason to talk to you. I mean, clearly, we’re meant to be.

    Y/N raised her eyebrows. “Oh, really?” she faked her shock. “You do know that this kitchen isn’t even yours to begin with, right?”

    “You ignored the part I said we were meant to be, Y/N.” said Fred jokingly.

    She grinned. “I heard it quite clearly, Fred, don’t worry. Would you rather I object?”

    Fred raised an eyebrow. “So you’re completely okay with me confessing that I like you?”

    Y/N blushed again. “T-That was a confession?”

    “Yes.” Fred tried to read her shocked expression. “Is that okay?”

    “Yeah, completely fine.” said Y/N with wide eyes. “Totally okay. It’s not like you’ve been my crush or anything — ha! No problem indeed.” she rambled.

    “Gosh, you’re so cute.” smirked Fred.

    “What?” Y/N asked, growing redder and redder as each second passed.

    “Miss and Mister!” a croaky voice suddenly drew their attention away from each other, a familiar house elf by the name Kronk was staring at them with his big eyes. “Kronk heard Mister Fred Weasley’s voice, Sir! Then Kronk saw him talking with Miss Y/N Y/L/N. The house elves and Kronk want to know if they want to go to the kitchen, Sir, because the door has been left open for a few minutes now, Mister and Miss!”

    “Don’t worry, Kronk, we’re coming.” assured Fred, turning to Y/N. “Shall we?”

     Her mouth felt dry. “Wait, you really like me?” she asked again.

    Fred sent her a smile. “I think the real question is, why shouldn’t I?” he abruptly grabbed her hand. “Now, come on, Y/N. Before I change my mind about sharing this hiding spot for you.”

     Y/N laughed, her cheeks still pink from what just happened. She looked at their intertwined hands for a minute and nodded, Fred’s smiled widening and together they enter the kitchen where a bunch of house elves were already serving their favorite treats.

Anonymous said: i kind of want to rewatch shippuden but only the kakagai moments yknow?? so if its not much trouble could you list ur favorite ones?

HI ANON i’m so sorry, i’ve been sitting on this for ages since ive been in school and wanted to give you a proper answer..

ok since kakashi is technically a supporting character (& gai is a side character) there arent many episodes that are exclusively centered on them.. but since i’ve been collecting footage for amvs anyway, ive made a quick guide of their scenes and moments, starring my favorite ones! (it’s a dash stretcher, sorry if you’re on mobile)

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Saying goodbye to my 20s and my birthday wish to all my young hopefuls.

Today I will be saying goodbye to my 20′s. It has never been so clear to me that time is indeed real, and what you do with your time is crucial.

I remember when I turned 20.. actually, I don’t. My memories are blurry when I was young, solely because I choose not to care, because I was 20 and I thought I had all the time in the world. All I knew was that I was young, I was healthy,  I cared only about spending time with my boyfriend (I was determined to get married to him at the age of 21), and that I have to submit my assignment to my legal professor by Monday. Mediocre, and lazy- that was me. At 20, I had no idea that at 9.9 years later I would be in the kitchen of my apartment in the heart of Los Angeles, and writing this, with you in mind. Also at 20, I went to my first indie band rock show, and that changed EVERYTHING. And so, my life lessons began..

At 21, I decided I didn’t want to settle down so soon, I wasn’t ready. I went to an entirely different direction, went into music and discovered that my whole childhood of loving music and singing wasn’t a scam, and I started writing songs of my own.

Me at 20


22 (2008) was when I learned about dignity. I walked into my first record label meeting, sitting across a man, leaning back in his corporate chair telling me I will not go far in the music industry if I
1) kept my headscarves on
2) sang my English songs.
I said no thank you, and proceeded to (with my little knowledge of Company law that I learned in school) start my own company called Yuna Room Records, with my 22 year old cousin, Wawa. We still run this company today. Also this year, I got interviewed for the very first time by my favorite music magazine at the time, Junk, by my all time fav person today, Didi Ramlan.

Young Yuna with bandmates Efry, Paan, Adil.


22 was also when I learned that quality is key. I wrote a song called Dan Sebenarnya, and was willing to let the rough recording of it live forever. Turns out I was wrong, radio wouldn’t play my music because of the crappy quality. I went to get a RM1000(about USD$200) loan from my dad, went to a professional recording studio, to record an EP so the radios will stop saying no to my song.

My bedroom in university. You can see my passion for photography and a photo of me performing my first show with a guitar on the wall, and my law notes sprawled across the table as I stay up studying.


23 (2009) I learned how to manage my financials. I received my first royalty paycheck in the mail, and when I opened it I had to sit down and made sure if it was meant for me, and remember thinking if I deserved all of it. Dan Sebenarnya EP was being downloaded almost 100,000 times a month, my first paycheck was almost RM30k. Too much. I paid off my dad’s loan, split it with my bandmates who helped recording it in the studio with me, and started my savings account and learned how to pay tax. I also graduated from legal studies this year.

With friends from law school. Already you can tell I’m out of place.


24 (2010) I learned that even if I thought I worked really hard for something, second place is a good place to be. I competed in my first national tv music award show performing my song, and lost to a very talented young man who I am now close friends with Aizat Amdan. Sometimes you have to know that some things are just not meant for you. That night, I didn’t get an award, but I got a wonderful friend that I can depend on forever. 2 years later, I got an award that was taken away from me, but because of this incident, I had already learned how to not care so much about awards. Awards do not define you. I also graduated this year, earning my degree in legal studies. Finally!

25. (2011) I learned to take a leap of faith. I went to America with a small bag and a big dream. I was a shy foreigner, I was alone and I was a little bit scared. But, I knew that if I don’t start talking, I will not go anywhere. Being awkward and shy is a waste of time, I learned. The more you want to talk to people, the more respectful you are, the more you will learn.

I learned that you are the only person who can sabotage yourself. When people say you can’t, the only person who can prove them wrong is yourself.

Pharell and I, 2011.

My very first apartment in Los Angeles. I remember every dollar i made from work was to pay for this rent.. I ate a lot of instant noodles and shopped at dollar stores. My furnitures (and one piano that I still have) were all hand-me-downs from my friend, Niles (now a big time DJ, KSHMR!)


26. (2012) I learned how to travel and perform at the same time. I was in different cities everyday, performing every night. Something I didn’t know I could do. I saw people from all races showing up at my show, a diversity and I learned to loved them all, something I didn’t know existed. All my ignorance and stereotypes melted away just from traveling across America. I also learned about loyalty, and the meaning of friendship. Didi, Faiz, Lincoln formed this experience together with me and I will never forget it.

Faiz, Didi and Lincoln, us on the road, across the country for a month in 2012.


Lollapalooza 2013.


27.(2013) I learned about the REAL treasures in life. That your parents are the true treasure that you will never find anywhere else, at any point of your life.  That breaking their hearts is never an option for as long as you live. 

My last moments with my late grandfather. I miss him so much.


28.(2014)  I learned that money is not everything. You can make millions, but you can’t buy happiness. Money will not save lives. I tried my best to save my uncle or my grandfather from their sickness with whatever money I had, and I lost this battle. God saves lives, and he takes them at His will. You can plan, but He is the best planner.

I learned that fame is not everything. You can have millions of followers, a few friends who thinks you’re awesome, but you can still feel very alone. Being liked, or dislike, does not give you infinite happiness. I also learned the horrible truth that for some, fame and money is everything.Time is the best gift you can give to your loved ones.

I learned that physical beauty of a person means nothing. We are all flawed. I am flawed. I learned how to see people’s hearts and hoping that my heart is worth seeing. I learned that being in love is not everything. I learned how to piece myself back together slowly after someone has broken every fragile part of me. I learned that the person you spend your time with can either bring the best out of you, or unleash a monster inside of you. People come into your life to teach you valuable lessons, and you have to learn from it. I learned that if you lose someone, it doesn’t mean its because you’re not worth it. It just means you’re growing. How you rise above this, will be your life’s best victory.

29,(2015-today) this is my favorite year. I learned to let go, and learned to realize that if you don’t love yourself, you can’t love someone else. I learned that I was not entirely healthy, and decided to take care of myself better before it’s too late.

I learned that you can find love in the calmness of being in someone’s presence. Never disrupt that calmness. ‘Don’t be an idiot’, I tell myself, ‘Don’t screw this up!’

I learned to stop caring what people have to say about me, because of the simple reason being- they have no clue what’s going on. They don’t deserve a space in my thought process. I learned about having the courage to be me. I learned the hard way, that there are givers, and takers. There are people who are here to take advantage of me and use me, and I have to walk away from them. I learned to shut doors to people who sees life in a negative way without any second guesses. I learned how to say no when people try to take away the best qualities that I’ve taken all these years to shape. I learned how to sever ties with people who drain my energy. I learned how to fight for my identity. I learned how to fight for my life and the lives of people that I care about. Most importantly, after all these years of thinking I should be this and that, I want this, I want that, .. blablabla. I learned one important thing - its not about me. It’s about how can I contribute to make the world a better place.

Al-fatihah for Aina.

On my 30th birthday, I don’t need gifts. I just wish for my young fans to not waste their time. Know that your time is yours, but it’s not yours. If you are in your 20′s, spend your time wisely. Go have fun, you’re young, but don’t forget to contribute your energy, you’re young. Time flies, but take your time learning. Make mistakes, but learn from them. Don’t try to grow up too fast, stay in your zone and be present as much as you can. Remember, you are so much more than what people say about you. People rush you into doing things.. but ask yourself what do YOU want? Go and live life fully, learn as much as you can. Achieve greatness and bring out greatness in others as well. Be aware of whats happening in the world, not just yours. Learn to see whats on the other side, and try not to settle in what your setup has been set up for you. 

Be woke. Be intelligent. Be there for the people who need you. Keep your head up and be confident, but know when to keep your head down and be humble. Never underestimate what your heart tells you. It’s okay to be wrong, its okay to fail and know that you are flawed, and life will prove this to you again and again. Know that you will rise, again and again. Being flawless comes after you learned that you can accept your flaws and not giving up doing something beautiful for the world.

Happy birthday to me and to you, here’s to us, who will see today as Day 1.

anonymous asked:

Let us fill the gruvia tag with some positivity. What are your top 5 gruvia moments?

Originally posted by giffity-gif-gif

SO MANY TO CHOOSE OMG WHICH ONE I SHOULD PICK I FEEL SO MUCH PRESSURE WHILE I’M WRITTING THIS ASKDJFHJSKDJF

Here we go, this is gonna be LONG (sorry!).

NUMBER 5: The first time they holded hands is absolutely a fav from my part, Gray comforts Juvia and gives her (cough cough as always) an increase in her morale while fighting Lyon and Chelia, as a consequence, a lovely unison trust which defeated their opponents WITH THEIR LOVE POWER

NUMBER 4: SECOND TIME HOLDING HANDS I’M SCREAMING GRAY. The reason why this moment is a step higher than the unison raid is because this memorable phrase of Gray: “I’m here with you” (Not “Fairy Tail”, not “our friends”, not “Don’t worry”, I, GRAY FULLBUSTER -your future husband btw- AM WITH YOU) This moment is absolutely warmer and more private with a lot of physical contact than the last one, even the atmosphere screams “this is love” and is beautiful. Please appreciate it for a minute more before passing to the next one

NUMBER 3: THANK YOU. Here, kinda similar to the “I’m here with you” moment, exists a lot of physical contact and is very private, which I like a lot because everything screams romance with this pairing. I liked (and screamed and jumped btw) where I read this was the mutual understanding and this mixture of feelings: Guilt and pain turned into warm and grateful feels that made me cry because the impact. What I love about Juvia is her honesty and her loyal love to Gray (damn you lucky man). Juvia, our cutie encarnation of love giving up on Gray because the guilt of killing (indirectly) Gray’s FATHER? Not running away pretending nothing did happen, but to face her guilt to GRAY? My heart was in pieces indeed. I won’t deny I was SCARED of Gray’s reaction, because If I try to empathize with him, he has all the right to be angry or even be violent, and that scared me, but it didn’t happen, he was GRATEFUL that Juvia gave Silver the rest in peace he needed, not before feeling sorry for her to coming  trough all this, because he knows it was a hard choice for him, and for Juvia. THANKS MASHIMA.

NUMBER 2: If the last one was a truly precious moment for me, this is better since this is practically a summary of what I talked before. Is the first time I can see Gray so clearly and direct towards Juvia’s presence and is a page that has all my appreciation. I can’t stop reading it! If there is a reason why I prefer this moment than the Tartaros one even if this one doesn’t have physical contact (but does have the privacy) is Gray’s position: He is (finally cough cough) facing Juvia’s feelings and giving both a reason to keep living after the war. This is so beautiful Mashima, thanks so much for this, is precious.

NUMBER 1: DOUBLE SACRIFICE ASDFGHJKJHGFDSASDFGH LET ME SCREAM FOR THE NEXT HOUR HOLY SHIP.

Until the date, this is my favourite Gruvia moment ever! What I love about Gruvia is how often Mashima shows us a lot of their development, synchronization and true feelings they have for each other (Even if Gray’s are kinda indirect since he is a man of action) And this moment is the cherry of the top (Thanks Invel, without your chains we wouldn’t have this awesomeness).

Mashima shows a very human Juvia, vulnerable but brave. Scared to die, like every human, but a very strong woman who can win a battle of feels (And I loved that perspective, I could feel how precious is live) And Gray? Well, the same with him obviously. After all they did the same sacrifice.

But Giu, how about that moment were Gray died for Juvia in Eclipse? Yeah! I loved that moment too but THIS one is perfection, if I have to compare, the double sacrifice is 10000000 better. Both doing the same thing, at the same time, because they are too precious (LOVED) to give damage to the other one. Giving up their LIFES and EVERYTHING they had to live for not hurting the other IS A PRECIOUS PROOF OF BRAVE AND LOVE. THANKS FOR GIVING US SO MANY GRUVIA FEELS MASHIMA.

Stony post-cw fix-its recs (MCU mainly)

Since I didn’t have the time to actually create anything for the 10th Anni of Stony, this rec list is my pseudo-contribution.

Since I don’t know how to make it a part of the event otherwise (sorry!), I’m just going to tag @cap-ironman

For more recs, check out this post by @civilwarbrokemyheart. I’m not going to repeat the recs that are already there.

This is in no particular order, and the fics are loosely grouped by absolutely arbitrary criteria :)

Mind the ratings, I guess.

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my guardian: part one

Originally posted by coporolight

bucky x reader

word count: 2,078

themes of INFINITY WAR coming. get ready and get buckled in cause its gonna get craaaaazy. please feel free to give me some feedback or even some theories as to where you think I might be going with the story. what I love about writing this one is, the girl has a very strong back story. Can’t wait. 

tags are at the end :) 

worked really hard on this one, I really hope you guys like it! 

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This is my first try to write about anyone who isn’t Ivar. I want to try and write about other characters too. I just have to get there in tiny steps. I had to try myself with Ubbe first because he definitely is my second fav. 

So for all those who have requsted stuff about Sigurd or King Harald: Hang in there! I will get there. This is the first step. Let me know what you think.

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The first thing you noticed waking up was that your head was hurting like shit, the next was a weight on your chest that wasn’t supposed to be there. You opened your eyes. And closed them again immediately, for the sun shining through the window made your head explode with pain. You groaned. Maybe last night you had gone a bit too far with the drinking and now you were paying the price. You barely remembered anything about the previous night. There had been a feast and heavy drinking. You had distant memories of dancing a lot and of sitting with Ubbe and Hvitserk, but everything that came after that was more than blurry.

You kept your eyes shut and instead reached out your hand to find out what was weighting on your chest. Your fingers touched warm skin. Someone’s arm was lying across your chest. You desperately searched your mind for more memories from the previous night but came up with nothing. So you opened your eyes a second time, very slowly this time, squinting against the sunlight. It still hurt, but not as bad as the first time. Also very slowly you turned your head to see who was sleeping beside you.

You saw blondish hair peeking out from under the furs, most of it long and braided into a long tail, some shorter and standing away in all directions. You gasped. Shit! You peered under the furs only to find out that you both were completely naked. Your head dropped back into the pillow and you let out a long sigh.

Ubbe and you had been best friends for ages but it had always been platonic. Obviously that had changed now, although you had no memories of it whatsoever. To be honest this wasn’t the worst thing that could have happened to you, but you didn’t want to ruin your friendship. You knew Ubbe had been drinking a lot as well and if he’d regret whatever happened last night, it would definitely make things awkward. But then, maybe he also had no memory at all. Then you could just sneak out and with some luck he’d never find out who had shared the bed with him.

Very carefully you rolled out from under his arm. You stood and searched the room with your gaze, hoping to find your dress somewhere. You spotted  at least you underdress lying in a pile of clothes on the other side of the bed. Ignoring the nagging pain in your head, you tiptoed over and bend down to pick it up.

You startled when you heard a low growl behind you.

“What a nice ass.”

You slowly rose and turned around, holding your underdress in front of you to cover your nakedness.

“Are you trying to sneak out on me?” Ubbe asked, looking at you from sleepy eyes.

You blushed and shrugged. “I do not want things to become awkward between us.”

“To me last night did not feel awkward at all.” He said with a grin.

You just stared at him blankly, not knowing what to say.

His eyes grew wide. “Oh Y/N, you don’t remember, do you?”

You slowly shook you head.

“Nothing at all?”

You were surprised to hear some disappointment in his voice. “Do you?”

“Well, only most of it.” He admitted. “But I do remember the important part.”

“Then maybe you also remember where the rest of my clothes are.”

He thought about that for a moment, then looked up to you with a grin. “They’re probably still in the great hall.”

You felt your jaw drop. “What? How….?”

Ubbe’s grin only grew wider. “You were pretty eager last night. We almost didn’t make it here before things got really intense.”

You sighed and covered your eyes with one hand.

“Common Y/N, it’s not that bad, no one got hurt.” He said, reaching out for your hand. “I wish you could remember.” He added with a smirk.

You reluctantly took his hand and sat down at the edge of the bed. You still didn’t know how to feel about the fact that you had slept with your best friend, but it made you feel better that Ubbe was so chilled about it.

“How did this happen?” You wanted to know.

“I have no idea. We were talking and having a good time and the next thing I know we’re making out. And from then on I guess one thing led to another.”

“Do you regret it?” You asked looking at your hands. You had to know.

He brought his hand to your chin and gently turned your face towards his. “No, not at all. Why would I? I mean you are beautiful and it’s not like I’ve never thought about it. I just didn’t knew if you liked me that way and didn’t want to risk our friendship.”

It took you a moment to comprehend what he had just said.

“Y/N? Say something.”

Your faces were only inches apart. You looked into his eyes while you slowly bridged the gap and connected your lips with his. He was right, it didn’t feel awkward. It felt good, it felt right. The kiss  was slow and gentle at first but soon got more and more eager, your breathing coming fast and heavy. The underdress you had covered yourself with dropped to the ground as Ubbe wrapped his arms around you to pull you closer to him.

“Since you don’t remember last night, we have to repeat every second of it.” He whispered into your ear.

I’ll Be Good - Part 1

Masterlist  -  Series Masterlist  -  Part 2

Summary: You’re an old colleague of Natasha’s who finds herself face to face with the Winter Soldier on the wrong end of an Avengers’ op.

Warnings: swearing (honestly shocked I haven’t sworn already), mild violence

Word count: 1700 (is it lucky that my first post is 1700 even?!)

Author’s Note: I have had a spectacularly awful day and have decided that I might as well let my b.barnes tumblr go down with the ship. So I’m posting my first ever attempt at a fic. I have written 3 parts and stared at them with trepidation for a week. Pt 3 is my fav., so I’ll post at least that much unless you all tell me there are enough self-indulgent non-writers out there and I need to stop now.

Tags: is this a joke? why the hell do I even have a tags section? I can’t believe I’m doing this…
@marvelatmytrash because you’re a lovely human being an Imma need your encouragement (or to gently put me out of my misery)
@thedragonblood because you once posted for your followers to tag you and I’m sorry, be careful what you wish for.

Here goes…


This was a pretty simple mission. The interrogation last week had been fruitful and the small team were now en route to the drop off site. It was an illegal weapons trade, their goal was to stop it and capture the leaders. They had the most adept team available and it should have been simple – Clint was pilot and as usual the tactical eyes in the field. Bucky and Nat would take out the security, clearing a path for Steve to apprehend the organizers. Routine.

They landed in a heavily wooded area a mile from the site of the deal. The four of them left the jet and started making their way in when a long-range shot skimmed a nearby tree. As the team ducked for cover, Natasha examined the fresh wound on her left arm just inches above a very similar scar she had obtained a few years earlier. “Shit,” she mumbled thinking If that was Y/N, that was a warning shot, and Y/N won’t be so generous with the rest of my team.

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Because not only this stream was hilarious but we learned so much about the characters too omg

Fubuki and Lilly ship SaiGenos and HAVE FUCKING PUPPETS OF THEM and of course Genos continues to be perfect to sensei who feels weird about eating food that look like him

Close-up to lesbians because I love them LOOK AT THE PUPPETS ASDF

The martial arts masters + Iaian looking like the cinnamon roll he is

Side-drawing concept art of how Iaian’s chopped arm looks! I couldn’t take a better picture but that’s some kinda metallic piece similar to his armor.

So I guess Drive Knight is a cyborg after all, we have seen him eating noodles twice during streams. I can’t believe he’s eating them from those little holes is this why he only ever eats noodles my poor cyborg son

Also at the back, House of Evolution nerds + Darkness Blade and Red Muffler

Literally 50 heroes gathered here aND NONE OF THEM STOPPED DRUNK ZOMBIEMAN FROM EMBARRASSING HIMSELF LIKE THIS I can’t believe my headcanons for Zombae are turning to be canon, he IS a fucking dork after all omg I knew it wasn't possible for these series to have such an ideally serious, calm, mature hero LOL Even Dr Genus is here WHY WON’T YOU HELP YOUR CHILD YOU JERK

PLEASE NO MORE ALCOHOL FOR MR. SITCH EITHER PLEASE STOP THE SECOND HAND EMBARRASSMENT omg Amai don’t make such a bitch face in front of little Zenko I AM GOING TO FUCKING SLAP YOU Please also notice Garou sitting on the fence next to precious Busaiku who is being a fanboy 

Also who the fuck is that guy on the floor next to Mumen WHO IS HIM

EDIT: OK SOMEONE POINTED OUT IT’S PROBABLY SNEK HA HA

A more general view. Siblings are being cuties as usual and I still want to slap Amai STOP MAKING THAT BITCH FACE YOU ARE JUST JEALOUS OF SAITAMA’S GREATNESS

If any of you were still sceptical about the nin nins being brothers… look at Flash offering Sonic some food. Flash you jerk, you are giving away his PERFECT camouflage in front of 50 heroes who couldn’t give a fuck about their companion Zombieman drowing in the lake let alone about Sonic’s terrible Ongyo-Jutsu or capturing him

Look at the corner behind the ninja bros!!! At the last moment Murata-sensei drew himself and my fav lightning trio 👌 Stinger, Genji and Max 👌

anonymous asked:

Do you have any SKK fic recommendations?

Boy do I? Do I? Of course I do.

Completed:
¬ All in the Night’s Work by ultramarcypan ; Mature
“When Chuuya heads in to service his customers for the evening, Dazai is not who he’s expecting to see.”
(Courtesean Chuuya, need I say more?)

¬ Days of our lives by setosdarkness
“You don’t have to sound so happy, it’s an insult.”
“…you called me your boyfriend.”
“It’s an insult. See this? This is a goddamn wedding ring. We’re already wed. Calling you my boyfriend is supposed to be an insult.”
(Chuuya + Agency, fluff, more fluff and more more fluff)

¬ Beyond All Logic by setosdarkness
“Like most things that involve them, it’s easy to explain the fact that they just can’t let each other go.”
(Agency!Chuuya ; Mafia Boss!Dazai, so many feels, too many angst)

¬ This Beautifully Cruel World by setosdarkness
“Dazai becomes the Boss of the Port Mafia. Chuuya tries to stop Dazai from ruining the organization, Yokohama, everyone. Most importantly, Chuuya tries to stop Dazai from destroying himself.“
(Mafia Boss!Dazai, this is like Dazai being a version of Light Yagami)

¬ Intoxicated by setosdarkness (like bruh, setosdarkness is my queen and my fav skk writer, i worship what she writes; fluff, this is too funny, i swear; porn with feelings, apparently)
“Chuuya getting into fights (and winning, somehow) is nothing new.”

¬ Not Safe for Work by Insomnia_Productions
“In which Dazai doesn’t come to work, and Kunikida and Atsushi go to his place to drag him to the Agency and faced with a very strange surprise.”
(fluff + Chuuya interactions with the ADA + skk wedding, too much fluff i swear)

¬ On the contrary, you’re happy by succocku
“Chuuya never changed apartments, Chuuya never changed numbers, Chuuya never changed at all.“
(one of the most read fic in my library; 897 words of dazai’s thoughts and pain :))) i love pain)

¬ Take Me With You by doubleblacked
“I’m home.”

The door of their shared apartment clicks a soft thud as eager footsteps hurry themselves towards Chuuya. Before he can even respond with a “welcome home”, Dazai’s hand had already sneaked around his petite waist; and somehow, this feels like home. Dazai’s voice sounds like home. Everything about Dazai is Chuuya’s home.An hour later, Chuuya finds out that when Dazai said he’s home, he really isn’t.
(pain pain pain :))), those damn ‘ps’ killed me, dazai stops being a dummy)

¬ Truth to be told, I was never yours by doubleblacked
“People might say you deserve better.
But no one would understand.
That you don’t want someone better.
What you want, is Dazai Osamu. “
(pain, pain, even more pain, i’m a sucker for second person’s point of view)

¬ 1893 by mountainlaurels
“5 times Dazai and Chuuya run into each other and one time Dazai decides to stop running.”
(I love 5+1; quiet angst)

¬ Lost in Translation by Lwin
“In which Dazai travels to France to handle a little business of the Port Mafia and meets their operative there. Of course, Dazai pisses him right off the bat.”
(!!! Fucking hilarious. French!Chuuya + nsfw ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°))

¬ Noir by Adargo
“In the past, he never truly understood that darkness growing behind Dazai’s eyes. Yet lately, Chuuya thinks, when he stares back into the black of his own, encircled by those pale-blue skies. He’s starting to catch glimpses of it .”
(angst!!! 💯💯 i swear this fic killed me; too damn good)

¬ One plus one by peppersnot
“The last time you said something like that you left. So, I won’t fall for that kind of thing again.”
(fluff; bless this!)

¬ Disqualified as a Human Being by fleetingspark
“Dazai comes back home to Chuuya after a long time.”
(angst, angst, angst, NHL, angst, i love this, ok!!!)

¬ Born Back Ceaselessly into the Past by protectginozasquad
“Pasts are like ghost, but far more permanent.”
(angst :))) hilarious, angst, 💯💯)

¬ Yesterday’s News is tomorrows chip paper by yaoyue
“In which Dazai and Chuuya are advice columnists for rival newspaper agencies and have far too much fun writing their columns.”
(hilarious as fck, idk how they should trust these two, fluff)

¬ 11 Things Chuuya does when he’s drunk by peppersnot
“He causes a scene that Hirotsu kind of wants to record, just for the sake of reminding himself that he should never invite Chuuya-san out for drinks again, and maybe also because it’s kind of amusing to watch.”
(the title says it all, waaaay too damn funny, god bless hirotsu and tachihara)

¬ after the war (we were free) by Insomnia_Productions
“The one in which Dazai and Chuuya rekindle their friendship after the war, and no, Ranpo, that’s not "friendship” with quotations, they’re both straight, dammit, who asked you?”
(no dialogue but still hilarious af, too cute ok)

¬ Consigned to Oblivion by ShesAParadox
“What is your name?”
“Nakahara Chuuya.”
“Do you know where you are?”
“I’m in the Port Mafia obviously, I’m a member here.”
“Do you work with a partner?”
“No.”
“Do you remember ever having a partner?”
“No, I can’t remember ever having a partner.”
(dazai suffering!!! memory loss)

¬ Find Something Worth Dying for (and Learn How to Live) by Kibasix
“The boy was scared. This was nothing new. The boy cannot remember the last time he slept soundly without fear; the last time he felt love and affection; the last time he smelt clean air or felt the sun on his face. But this…this was a different kind of fear. The kind of fear that had the boy’s blood running cold. The kind of fear that had his breath wheezing from his lungs in panicked
pants. This was fear for his life. His legs are aching, they feel like they are about to collapse with exertion and yet he pushes on, willing himself to be faster as he flees through the dirty alleyways, zig-zagging this way and that with no comprehension of where he’s going. This city is entirely new to him and he is flying blind. The footsteps behind him are drawing ever closer. The boy doesn’t dare to look behind him, for fear of what he knows is looming in the darkness: the large hulking shapes, the glint of sharpened steel, the putrid scent of death. ”
(angst, 💯💯 best, one of my faves, one of the fics that caused me too much pain)

Incomplete:
¬ Camellias in Full bloom by setosdarkness
(hanahaki!!! angst at the moment, this is too good to pass up idc if it’s on-going)

¬ Your love burns against my skin by setosdarkness
(angst, soulhate and soulmate au, chuffering bc i’m masochistic, one of my favorites!!!)

¬ Retrace by Kuronoa
(angst, angst, fuck you kura, angst :))) chuuya getting killed over and over again, oh, did i mention angst??? :))))

juldooz  asked:

#91 sherlolly, my fav

I am terrible about answering these quickly apparently. Sorry for the wait. I ended up rewriting this a few different times. Debated several different songs, wrote and scrapped a second Sherrinford call… It’s super fluffy now but hopefully you’ll like it :) 

You’ve been listening to the same song on repeat all week….

https://youtu.be/wAsPu-FTBsw


It had been about a month since the Sherrinford incident and things were finally getting back to…not normal exactly. John doubted anything could ever fully return to “normal” after everything they’d faced, losing Mary…No certainly never quite normal… But better. Things were definitely better. Brighter. Happier.

Baker Street had been rebuilt to its former glory in record time, thanks to a round the clock work crew funded by a certain generous, guilt-ridden albeit still insufferable Holmes brother. John was never quite sure which motivation won out: Mycroft’s guilt over his role in what had played out with Eurus, or his desire to have Sherlock no longer staying in his home. It probably depended on the day.

Still…the whole arduous experience had managed to soften things between the two Holmes brothers. They still bickered like school children, but there was a friendliness to it now. John would never say out loud that the Holmes brothers loved each other, certainly not to their faces, but the evidence was there now more than ever.

The sounds of Freddy Mercury’s voice started blaring from Sherlock’s room.

“Ooooh you make me live!”

“Oh dear God, not this again…” John whispered.

Every minute that they were not actively on a case, Sherlock had been playing Queen’s You’re My Best Friend on repeat. For the last 8 days and counting…

It would seem that it wasn’t just Sherlock’s family relationships that were showing more prominent signs of love. Molly Hooper had become a mainstay of the new Baker Street in the past few weeks. To John’s knowledge, things between the detective and the pathologist had still not yet taken a full romantic turn, but they’d managed to mend the wounds inflicted during that infamous phone call and reconcile their relationship back to a comfortable friendship.  There was an openness between them now that hadn’t been there before. They were more at ease around each other with their hearts out in the open and the air cleared between them.

Despite them not being officially “together”, there was no doubt that the two of them were still head over heels for one another. There were the shy little smiles in the morgue, the “I thought you might be hungry” drop bys with take away, the more frequent experiments in the lab…and now, apparently, giddy love songs on repeat.

“Morning,” Sherlock greeted happily as he strolled, or more accurately, danced into the kitchen.

“Morning Sherlock,” John replied, typing an update into the blog. “Seeing Molly today?”

Sherlock smiled unconsciously at the sound of her name. “I was thinking of stopping by Bart’s later, yes…Why?”

“No reason…You just seem happy, that’s all,” John chuckled.

“I’m happy on days I don’t see Molly, too…” Sherlock defended weakly.

“Maybe,” John mused. “But that’s normal happy. You’ve got that ‘Molly Happy’ look on your face.”

“I don’t know what you mean…” Sherlock smiled into his coffee mug.

“Sherlock, when are you going to ask her out properly?” John demanded.

Sherlock blinked his friend from the kitchen.

John continued, “You’re nothing but smiles at the mere mention of her name. You spend practically all of your free time at Bart’s or at her flat, and when you can’t be around her, you’re talking about her or at least thinking about her. You’ve been listening to the same song on repeat all week…You’re in love with her, Sherlock. You know it, she knows it, anyone with eyes knows it. So when are you going to do something about it?”

Sherlock pressed his lips together as he stared down into his coffee, mulling over his friend’s words.

“…do you really think she’ll say yes?” he asked finally.

John smiled at his friend. “I know she will, mate. So what are you waiting for?”

Sherlock grinned to himself and set down his mug.

“Thank you, John,” he replied, grabbing his coat and heading out the door.


Molly was just finishing cleaning up from her latest autopsy when Sherlock strolled into the morgue.

“Oh hey Sherlock, I wasn’t expecting you until later,” she said cheerily.

“Molly you and I have known each other for a while now…” Sherlock said, making his way to stand next to her.

“Uhuh…” Molly glanced up him, wondering where he was planning on going with that statement.

“And in that time we have come to, um…be rather fond of each other, yes?” he asked, shoving his hands in his coat pockets nervously.

Molly smiled and continued cleaning. “You know how I feel about you Sherlock,” she replied simply.

“I hope so,” he responded softly, taking her hand and making her turn look at him. “Molly Hooper you make me a better person, and every moment I spend with you is a treasure. Would you perhaps consider…” He cleared his throat, unsuccessful in calming his nerves. “Would you do me the honor…I had this all planned out in the cab…What I’m trying to say is…”

“Would you like to have dinner?”

“Molly, will you marry me?”

Molly stared at him wide eyed as she processed the words that had overlapped her own.

“What?” she breathed.

Sherlock gingerly took both her hands in his. “My heart is yours Molly…I love you. I’ve always loved you. I realize this may seem sudden, what with us never properly having gone on a date before…but I know what I want and what I want is to spend the rest of my life with you, if you’ll have me. I promise I will still try to court you even when we’re— Mmph!”

Sherlock’s ramblings were cut short as Molly fervently pressed her lips to his. His arms instinctively encircled her as he returned her affections before coming up for air.

“Is that a yes?” he breathed, causing Molly to laugh as she bobbed her head happily.


 Across town, John received a text from Sherlock. He nearly fell out of his chair when he opened it. There on his mobile was a picture of Sherlock and Molly, Sherlock pressing a kiss to Molly’s hair as Molly grinned ear to ear, her hand held up happily to display a sparkling ring on her petite finger.

HOW’S THAT FOR DOING SOMETHING ABOUT IT? –SH

John chuckled and showed the picture to Rosie, who was happily sitting in her bouncer on the floor.

“About time, huh sweetie?”

Rosie cooed happily, reaching a slobbery hand towards the image of her beloved godparents.

John smiled and withdrew his phone to reply.

PLEASE LET ME BE THERE WHEN YOU TELL EVERYONE DOWN AT SCOTLAND YARD. ANDERSON’S HEART MAY JUST EXPLODE…-JW

Choosing the Crow

Originally posted by gifsofgot

Part One here!

Request: many ppl who wanted a jon ending!

Warnings: none

Word Count: 1563

Notes: loveeee that gif of jon.  my fav hairstyle of his, even if it only lasted like 1 ep :’)

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anonymous asked:

starting after the 4x03 hand snuggle scene except clarke asks bellamy to stay with her? :)

Because of Bellamy.

Thanks for the prompt anon. It’s one of my fav bellarke scenes ever and adding up some only made my heart warm up for them. Also s/o to @asavelveteen for beta’ing my fic again <3 (There will be a second part soon guys! Just wait for it!)

We are still breathing.

Clarke drops her gaze from Bellamy to the list again, staring at her name adorning far bottom of it. She is on that list now, she is going to be saved, along with Bellamy. Then she feels Bellamy’s hand on her shoulder, giving it a squeeze.

It’s in that moment that Clarke realizes that she is not saved along with Bellamy. She is saved because of Bellamy. And with that realization, memories of the numerous times Bellamy saved her life come flooding back. He has saved her from too many times to count, from anything from traps to grounders and now he’s going to save her from the second apocalypse, too.

She lifts her hand up and give his hand a squeeze too, then tilts her head and rests her cheek on their clasped hands, showing how grateful she is to have him by her side, now more than ever.

“Get some sleep.” Bellamy whispers some moments later and Clarke lifts her head up again, letting go of his hand and looking up at him. He is staring back at her with the same sad smile he’s worn since they discovered that Jaha’s bunker wouldn’t save anyone, and that the list would have to be made after all.

Clarke gives him a nod and his hand releases her shoulder, the weight of saving the human race returning heavier than before because now, she must carry the weight of forgiving herself and keep living with the decisions she’s made.

She watches as Bellamy steps to the side and heads for the door and worry washes over her face. “You can stay.” She says quickly, making Bellamy to freeze and turn to look at her. “If you want.” She adds waveringly.

Bellamy just stare at her, studying her to find what is bothering her. “Clarke…”

“I just don’t feel like being alone tonight.” She interrupts him, eyes dropping again to the list still on the table.

Bellamy gives her a sad smile again, only this time Clarke doesn’t notice it, eyes glued to the list in front of her. With a sigh, Bellamy walks back to her and lifts the list from the desk, folding it in half and setting it down underneath. “We did the right thing, Clarke.” He whispers. “Let’s hope that we don’t have to use it after all.”

Clarke stares deep into Bellamy’s brown eyes, wondering how can he comfort her like that, how he can find the right words to take some of the weight off of her shoulder when she need him to. How he can still be so strong after everything he has been through. How he still has hope.

“Are you staying?” She asks some moments after, standing up from the chair she was sitting on. The nod she gets from Bellamy warms her heart.

“I’ll take the couch.” He prompts. “You take the bed.”

Clarke wants to protest, she doesn’t want him to have an uncomfortable sleep on the couch so she can sleep in the first place. But she knows better to fight him on that. He would prefer sleeping on the floor over making it slightly awkward for them to sleep next to each other on the bed. So she just nods her head in agreement and walks pass him, making her way to the bed in the far corner of the room.

She turns her back on him and she can hear him taking off his gun belt and jacket as she does the same. Once out of their boots too, Bellamy and Clarke sit on the couch and bed respectively and glance at each other.

“Do you want me to turn off the lights?” Bellamy offers.

“No. I- I prefer to sleep with the lights on.” She tells him, trying to hide her vulnerability.

“Okay.” Bellamy nods. “Good night then.”

“Good night, Bellamy.” And with that, the two exhausted leaders lay down. To her surprise, Clarke falls asleep almost instantly.

What is not a surprise though, is the nightmare that wakes her up a couple of hours later. The first thing she seen when she comes back from her nightmare is Bellamy’s worried face, eyes wide open and concern taking hold over every muscle on his face.

“It was just a nightmare.” He whispers, cupping her cheek and tucking some stray hair from in front of her eyes behind her ear. “It’s okay, you’re okay.” He promises, coaxing her to him and guiding her head to rest on his shoulder.

Clarke lets him calm her down, she lets him comfort her for the second time tonight and she lets herself free, too. She doesn’t really realize they’re both sitting on the bed, but her arms find their way around his torso immediately and she lets the tears out without a second thought. In her cries, she feels Bellamy’s arms holding her close to him too, stroking comforting circles on her back as he whispers, “Shhh, it’s okay. You’re okay.”

She doesn’t really know how long Bellamy has been holding her and letting her cry on his shoulder, or how long he has been whispering comforting words to her before she pulls back from him. She can’t bring herself to look him in the eyes as she wipes the last tears from her own and lets go of his shirt.

“You okay now?” He whispers, hands falling on bed between them.

Clarke only nods, eyes glued on the floor. “Yeah. Thank you and…” She pauses. “I’m sorry about this.”

“Clarke.” Bellamy says and with one hand, he hooks a finger under Clarke’s chin and nudges her to look at him. “There is nothing to apologize for. We all have our moments and we all need someone when we do.”

“I know. I just- You’re probably tired from working all day and I kept you up, and…” She decides to stop talking before she says something she’ll regret later.  

“It’s okay. Really.” Bellamy insists. “Do you want to talk about it?”

Clarke stares at him surprised. Does she want that? She isn’t sure at first, but she quickly thinks it over and decides against it. “No, it’s okay. As you said, it was just a nightmare.”

“Okay.” Bellamy says lowly, not wanting to push her on the subject.

They sit in silence for a couple of minutes, Clarke’s heavy breathing finally ebbing. Neither of them want to break the silence. It’s a silence they both feel comfortable in and maybe just a little bit safe, too. It’s Bellamy who finally breaks it though.

“I guess we should go back to sleep then.” He proposes, slowly pushing himself off the bed.

“No.” Clarke protests instantly, reaching to grab his wrist. “I mean… Can you stay here, please? I don’t want to fall sleep alone again.”

Bellamy stares down at her, blue eyes pleading him. With a nod and a small smile, Bellamy climbs onto the bed and pulls Clarke to lay down with him. A moment later, Clarke has her back pressed into Bellamy’s chest and his hand around her torso, holding her close to him as his hot breath hits the back of her neck.

“Get some rest, princess. I won’t let anything near you again.” He promises, knowing that Clarke is already sleeping and she won’t hear him. Sleep comes easier for him too that night.

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#ThankYouBones week- Day 8 → 5 b&b moments that made you fall in love with them

While it was hard to choose I am not gonna deny, I fell in love with them from the first episode. It’s that line “be a cop” that made it for me. She challenged him right from the start. His little smile made me just love them more. My second fav moment is when he gave her the pig. That closeness between them and how he assures her that everything will be ok was just perfect. My third fav one was when she tells him she is one of those people who doesn’t deserve a family but, he tells her her that “there is more than one kind of family”. It shows to me that although they aren’t family yet, he still considers her one of his. The way he touches her scene and the way she looks at him afterwad was just magical. My fourth fav one is after Vincent’s final goodbye as they watch the car drives away and she holds him. I feel this was the moment they knew that everything is going to change between them. The smile on his face says it all. My last fav moment is following his stay in jail when she tells him she won’t hurt him. It is just how all comes together. They are now a family and she wants to assure him that he can trust her.