Favourite comic book ladies: Medusa/Medusalith Amaquelin ↳ We are a mighty people. Powerful. We chose to respect that power and keep to ourselves. To avoid war. But war keeps finding us nonetheless. Perhaps we need to change our methods to protect our family. … And so, my brothers and sisters, we stand at the precipice of a new era! A day where we take the fight to those who would do us harm! As of today, we no longer play the victims! We take them!
The first time Blaine sleeps over at Kurt’s place - after that one time he woke up hungover - he wakes up in the middle of the night when Kurt suddenly starts talking absolute gibberish. None of it actually makes any sense but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t have a lot to say. It almost sounds like he’s making a speech and Blaine catches words like ‘cotton candy shirt’ and 'hot milk fountain’. He falls back to sleep with an amused smile on his face, only to wake up again about an hour later when Kurt announces:
“No, Mr. Anderson, only I get to wash Blaine’s underwear."
Well, guys... Since the last time I made a follow forever was in 2013, and to be honest, I never thought I would do one in 2014. For several reasons, and one of them is sdkjsdkjsd laziness. But anyway, I want you to know that I follow about 750 blogs and here are some of them, they really are worth to be followed. Exclusively, if your blog is anime. I want you to know that everyone here are special. Excuse me if I 'm your friend and forgot to put it here, I have been a little slow lately. And this is, I wish you a great Christmas and a prosperous new year that every moment with your family and friends are wonderful. Thanks for those who gave me attention, or at least his'' hi, how are you?''! And I dedicate special this post to my friends, my angels:
I miss you and love you all!
SEIKIS↷ BABY, really miss her, miss #AKAICHEY
PORTGADACE↷ Annnnnee, funny girl, beautiful, perfect who loves flesh dsjsdjhsdhj will be my godmother when I marry with zoro u_u
KANATOZ↷ Cheeeey, so sweet and gentle, is a person that you never stop loving, and will always want to close by
SHIGANS↷ MISS HER, LOVE U
OTAKUTHELEGEND↷ THIS DUDE, YES THIS IS A FUCKING PERFECT DUDE OF A FRIEND. Whenever I was in trouble, he gave me his hand and always helped me. No matter what your situation, he was always there. Honestly, of all the people mentioned here, the more special it is, Nate-kun, aka my imaginary husband!
Request/Prompt 2 - What if Blair was shy/nervous during their 1st time as Husband and Wife?
“I - ” Blair flushed, the pink of her skin burning hot underneath her wedding dress. The pad of his thumb pressed against the hollow of her throat, the space beneath her right ear, the hook above her zipper. “Chuck, wait…”
“Wait?” There was a lilt to his words, like he was half delirious, and his fingers spread to bow her against him, to pluck pins from her up-do. “I know that we have a habit of taking pleasure in torturing ourselves…” He kissed her soundly, and Blair kept her eyes open.
She needed to look.
For every moment she thought she would never have the opportunity to again.
“But we don’t have to,” Chuck whispered against her ear. He slid Blair’s zipper down, brushed his knuckles across her naked back, cradled her against his chest so gently that she wanted to cry. “Not anymore.” He held her chin and pressed his hips forward. “Not ever again.”
The words were meant to soothe her. But when Chuck stepped away to let her dress fall, Blair clutched the fabric to her chest, eyes widening like a girl’s rather than those of his new wife.
“Chuck,” she murmured, staring down at the ground. And in a moment, he understood.
He always understood. It was different without the charade, different without years and years cloaking their backs and pinning them down. The air was different with that ring on her finger - it left them barer than ever.
So Chuck smirked gently, raked his fingers through his hair and let it mop down as it often had when he was a teenager. He zipped her dress back up and coaxed her to the bed, sitting her down rather than laying her back.
He sat an inch away, let their hands meet in the middle, palms down, as they would have slid across a limo seat.
Blair shivered when he caught her lips in a first kiss, breaking away only to ask:
I recently reached my goal & decided to make a follow forever, but I waited until New Year’s Eve / New Years! I wanted to wish everyone a Happy new years! I hope 2016 will be a good year for all of you! I appreciate all of you and I am glad you guys still remember me even though I’ve been kind of inactive!! I love you all
*Author’s note: This is Mel’s POV when he got shot. Of course its just made up for the story.Then it jumps back to the present with AirRen’s POV*
“Alright baby. I love you and I’ll see you later tonight.” I said kissing her. This was the usual routine, I would say my goodbyes, call August so we could make the drops then return home to my family. “Melly do you think doing this by yourself is a good idea? I have a strange feeling about it.” She was hot on my trail. “Look Aug and I have done plenty drops by ourselves. Its gon be cool bay."I assured her. I kissed her passionately before leaving. I told Aug the drop wasn’t gon happen til tomorrow but Big D called me saying he needed it done tonight. I didn’t want to bother Aug cuz him and CoCo finally got they shit together. "Bout time!” I said to myself laughing a little. I hopped in the black SUV Big D provided all his worker when making drops for him. I bumped tupac, biggie and all the otha good shit.
I was one of the worst hoods in NOLA. These streets were ruthless. I walked with the duffel bag close to my side. “I needed to just get the shit in a go home.” I whispered to myself followed by a quick prayer. I followed the directions made the drop got the money and walked back to thr car. I could hear N.O. niggas around it. “Damn.” I said walking up to see 4 dudes around the car. “Ayyy this yo ride dude.” I shook my head nit wanting to make more conversation than I had to. “This shit clean as fuck. I want it.” One of the dudes said tryna punk me. “Look nigga ion know whea you from but I ain’t no bitch niggah. You want some shit, cool. Are you gon take my shit HELL NO.” I said calmy. My statement was quickly led with a blow to my stomach. “We got a tough nigga, huh?” The dude said. I fell to my feet. I managed to punch one guy but soon all of them ran to me kicking my ass. “Gimme the shit or imma take it simple.” He said lighting up a cigarette. My life or a car full of shit. The car had to go. “Take the shit.” I yelled over blows to every inch of my body. “See nigga. Was it that hard?” He said laughing blowin smoke into my face. I couldn’t fight anymore. I pulled the keys out giving them to him. He looked closely at the car. “You one of Big D’s boys.” He looked at me. I didn’t answer. “Tell yo boss he’s dead.” They pulled off wit my shit. I pulled myself up off the pavement walking to the nearest hospital. Moments later I heard a car screech pulling up to me. I tried running but it was too late …
“How you doing baby?” My aunt Kat said helping me pack my room. “I’m okay. I just - ” I hadn’t seen him or said his name in months. After Mel died something changed in August. He left his past behind including me. “I’ve talked to his mom. He’s back at home. Working doing good. He’s okay. She said he keeps to himself but he does miss you.” I needed August. I was leaving and he had no idea. Every time I wanted to talk to him he would ignore me or say rude things. ” I miss him, Kat and he has no idea I’m leaving to go to Atlanta.” I pulled the clothes out of the dresser folding them slowly trying not to cry. She stopped me and hugged me. “Baby it’ll be alright. When the time is right he’ll come around.” I shook my head against her shirt. “I’m gonna go. I have to get to work. Ill see you tonight. I love you.” She said kissing my forehead. I wiped my face,” I love you too.” It was only me and my thoughts alone. Maybe leaving in December is going to be good for me. New life for me.
Title: Swimming Lessons Characters | Pairing: Percy Jackson, Nico di Angelo | Percy/Nico (Very slight). Summary: [“Nico, can you swim?” he blushed furiously and looked away. I gripped his shoulder and smiled. “Don’t worry about it, I’ll teach you how!”] Notes: As requested by RabbitsAreAwesome on Fanfiction.net
It wasn’t often that demigods got time to themselves or even spare time to begin with, so it came as a surprise when we – Annabeth, Grover, Thalia, Nico and me – were given a week’s leave of absence from our normal duties. What wasn’t surprising, however, was how bored we were when we had no duties or quests to do.
We had long since grown tired of the climbing wall, even with the lava feature: we had all beaten our records on it twice at the very least – Thalia had beaten hers around four times. Annabeth and Nico had frequented the training field to the point where the majority of the camp avoided it during the day and Grover had been essentially banished from the forests by his girlfriend, Juniper. In short, we had done almost everything there was to be done around camp.
Almost everything. We got shooed away by the other campers, who were just as fed up with our boredom as we were, and relocated from our cabins to the beach. Thalia had headphones in and was listening to music – punk rock, knowing her – while Annabeth and Grover were caught up in a conversation about Gods-know-what and building an elaborate sandstructure (calling it a sandcastle wouldn’t be doing it justice – that thing was detailed!). I was in the water floating on my back and soaking up sunlight with my eyes closed gently, being rocked gently by the waves. A light splash brought me out of my daydream and I looked up, spotting Nico sitting in the shallows in his black shorts.
“’Sup Nico? It’s a lot better in the deeper end y’know.” I smiled, beckoning him closer. He frowned and shook his head.
“I’m alright Perce, the shallows are fine enough for me.” What was that in his voice? A flicker of apprehension, of nervousness? I swam closer, curiosity etched on my face.
“What’s wrong Nico?” I pried, drifting to a stop next to him. He cast a glance downwards at me and looked away, bringing his knees up to his chest and securing his arms around them.
“It’s nothing,” he said. “I just prefer shallow water.”
“Nico, can you swim?” he blushed furiously and looked away. I gripped his shoulder and smiled. “Don’t worry about it, I’ll teach you how!” I swam out deeper, his attention on me completely, and demonstrated a breast stroke. “This is probably the easiest for a beginner. If you take your time and kick your legs slowly, you won’t go under and even if you did, I’m here so you’ll be fine.” Nico snorted in amusement.
“How reassuring. Percy Jackson will surely save me if I go under!” he said sarcastically. I grinned and winked over at him.
“Perks of being a son of Poseidon and all.” he snorted again but slowly rose to his feet and gradually made his way into the deeper end. His progress was slow but sure and I swam out to meet him halfway. He panicked as he went out further and threatened to go under, but I grabbed his arm and kept him above water, still smiling.
“See? I’m here.” Nico clutched to my arm with an iron grip and I pulled him in closer, keeping us both up and soothing him. “Nothing to worry about. Just a bit of water.”
“Says the half-boy half-fish.” Nico flailed slightly, fighting to keep up. I let him go and kicked back a bit away from him.
“Damn right.” I winked and he panicked again, but this time he didn’t go under. It took several seconds for this revelation to hit him but when it did he actually did go under. I dove under and swam to him, laughing all the while. “Told you I’d teach you how to swim.” I said while still under water. His eyes widened and we kicked for the surface.
“Now that was just showing off, talking and breathing underwater.”
ok so this is my very first follow forever - just in time for christmas;; i wanted to thank all of you who light up my dash and make my tumblr experience a billion times better!! thank you for having such wonderful blogs and being the amazing people that you are <3
That morning, Keegan had kissed his girlfriend on the cheek as she slid into the car, driven by some driver her parent’s sent, waving as they drove away. Was it awful that he had been counting down to this day? Probably, but he’d been keeping a calendar in Olivia’s room that had every day counted down to this very moment. Now they had a little more than fourteen consecutive days of nothing but spending time together, just the two of them. Who knows what they would hold, but he didn’t care as long as he got to spend them with Olivia. Never before had he wondered if she was going anywhere over the break, because he hadn’t bothered to ask. Now that he thought about it, though, maybe he would tonight. She’d never asked him either, but maybe she already knew that Keegan chose not to be in contact with his parents. Either way, he rushed back to his dorm to tidy up a bit, texting Liv the second he got back. When he found out she was on her way he grinned to himself, cleaning the couch of his carelessly thrown around clothes.