goes to her and holds out his hand to her

bedtime story:

“Imagine this:
Instead of waiting in her tower, Rapunzel slices off her long, golden hair with a carving knife, and then uses it to climb down to freedom. 

Just as she’s about to take the poison apple, Snow White sees the familiar wicked glow in the old lady’s eyes, and slashes the evil queen’s throat with a pair of sewing scissors.
Cinderella refuses everything but the glass slippers from her fairy godmother, crushes her stepmother’s windpipe under her heel, and the Prince falls madly in love with the mysterious girl who dons rags and blood-stained slippers.

Imagine this:
Persephone goes adventuring with weapons hidden under her dress.
Persephone climbs into the gaping chasm.
Or, Persephone uses her hands to carve a hole down to hell.
In none of these versions is Persephone’s body violated unless she asks Hades to hold her down with his horse-whips.
Not once does she hold out on eating the pomegranate, instead biting into it eagerly and relishing the juice running down her chin, staining it red.
In some of the stories, Hades never appears and Persephone rules the underworld with a crown of her own making.
In all of them, it is widely known that the name Persephone means Bringer of Destruction.

Imagine this:
Red Riding Hood marches from her grandmother’s house with a bloody wolf pelt.
Medusa rights the wrongs that have been done to her.
Eurydice breaks every muscle in her arms climbing out of the land of the dead.

Imagine this:
Girls are allowed to think dark thoughts, and be dark things.

Imagine this:
Instead of the dragon, it’s the princess with claws and fiery breath
who smashes her way from the confines of her castle
and swallows men whole.

— ‘Reinventing Rescuing’ by theappleppielifestyle 

painting detail Heather Mclean 

anonymous asked:

ALL THESE LUKE WOTH KIDS GOT ME THINKING OF SINGLE DAD LUKE AND MAYBE ASHTON RUNS THEIR DAYCARE CENTER!?

OK THAT WOULD BE CUTE 

Luke taking Lily to the daycare center and she’s very very shy, so when the man with the curls and the glasses comes over and bends down to greet her, she hides behind Luke’s leg omg and Luke would just smile and say “Sorry, she’s a bit bashful like her papa…” and the guy just GRINS up at Luke with the most gorgeous smile & those fuckin’ cute dimples wOW & he goes “That’s perfectly okay! We can still have lots of fun–I’m Ashton, by the way.” and he holds out his hand and Luke takes it and :) so warm :) then says “Nice to meet you, Ashton. I’m Luke and the little one is Lily.” and Ashton says hi to Lily and tells her that he likes her pretty dress and Lily shyly waves at him 

A Day Without

words: 1280
pairing: RenAo
rating: general
summary: Ren at least has time for a kiss before he goes out for the day, right?
notes: for RenAo Week day 7–Discovery! 
AO3 link 

Ren was going out.

Earlier in the week, he had promised Tae that he would go help her with a patient today. He wasn’t entirely sure why she had asked him to accompany her, seeing as he still struggled with various fundamental parts of being human. Things like speaking to strangers and understanding when it was the time to say things and when it wasn’t and even just simply holding things in his hands without dropping them. And, of course, being anywhere at all without Aoba. Perhaps, he supposed, that in particular was why Tae had asked him. Aoba had to go in to work today, and Ren had to head out with her early in the morning to a faraway patient’s house and wouldn’t be back until late.

A day without Aoba.

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anonymous asked:

whydontwookrismyass(.)tumblr(.)com/post/115346353820/hi-could-you-do-a-cute-scenarios-for-me-where-you can you please do one where leos sister and sanghyuk go on a date please and leo follows them but they dont know it until their about to kiss and leo being the brother he is steps out of hiding

“Are you sure your brother isn’t going to find out” Sanghyuk asks, while holding hands with Taehee. Leading her towards the movie theaters. After meeting her Sanghyuk had to get to know her more. So when Taekwoon was busy in the shower Sanghyuk went through Taekwoon’s phone and got his sister’s number. They have now been talking for more than a month and they are just now going on their first date.

“No, he won’t. Unless, you didn’t come up with a good excuse as to why you were going out alone.”

Sanghyuk goes quiet and Taehee stops staring at him. Kinda the same look Taekwoon gives him, but she is prettier. “Don’t give me that look” He pauses “It’s scares me”

“Well you didn’t come up with a great excuse”

“Did too”

“What was it?” She asks crossing her arms

“Had to go get a certain kind of milk I have been wanting…” He trails off and Taehee sighs. “Hey, it could take me a while to find it. I just now need to come back with some milk”

“We will work on the excuses later, but for now let’s go watch this movie. I have been dying to see it.”

Sanghyuk smiles and makes his way to the concession stand before stepping inside the dark theatre with his date.

“I knew it” Taekwoon glares at his band mate and sister, while standing behind the pillar. Jaehwan standing right behind him. “I can’t believe she agreed to go out with him”

“Well he isn’t ugly and I guess he can be funny” Jaehwan comes in, looking at the two of them finally going in.

Jaehwan and Taekwoon wait a few seconds before going in to see the same movie. They have hidden their faces pretty well so once they step inside Sanghyuk and Taehee won’t recognize them. They sit a few rows back so Taekwoon can keep a good eye on them.

“If they get too close, I’m stepping in”

“You sister will not be happy with that. You guys are so much alike sometimes.”

“I don’t care. She will get over it. She is my baby sister and she needs to understand that I want the best of the best for her”

“Whatever, no shh. The movie is starting” Jaehwan says, eyes fixated on the large movie screen.

However, Taekwoon doesn’t even look at the movie. His eyes are locked on the back of his sister’s head and Sanghyuk’s. And his glare gets stronger as he witnesses Sanghyuk putting his arms around his sister’s shoulders

“No” Taekwoon whispers

The theater is pretty empty, just like five more people scattered all throughout the large place. So when Sanghyuk decides that it’s okay to lean in slowly and place a soft kiss on Taehee’s cheek. Taekwoon has a mini heart attack at the sight “No” He whispers again, then his mouth drops. His sister is turning her head to look at Sanghyuk and oh no, they are both leaning in. Taekwoon sees it all in slow motion.

He reacts fast and quickly stands up, taking Jaehwan by surprise

“Don’t you dare!” He yells and Sanghyuk along with Taehee jump at the sound of the voice. They see a fuming Taekwoon glaring down at them, but he is only looking at Sanghyuk when he grumbles out “I know where you live”

spoilers for age of ultron 

about half of bruce/natasha was like movie chill out what is this heterosexual nonsense but there were like three scenes that as a mentally ill person hit me HARD like especially the first scene they have together where he is hulked out and it’s right after the fight scene and she just goes up and holds her hand up to him unafraid and touches it for a little bit all gentle and he actually chills and it just gave me like a lot of feelings im sorry

and like the other one where he is really nervous about never being able to find a relationship or to get close to people because of how volatile he is and feeling like he is some sort of monster and her connecting with his trauma with not the same trauma but her own like it just. i just. yeah.

Imagine this

bedtime story:

“Imagine this:
Instead of waiting in her tower, Rapunzel slices off her long, golden hair with a carving knife, and then uses it to climb down to freedom.

Just as she’s about to take the poison apple, Snow White sees the familiar wicked glow in the old lady’s eyes, and slashes the evil queen’s throat with a pair of sewing scissors.
Cinderella refuses everything but the glass slippers from her fairy godmother, crushes her stepmother’s windpipe under her heel, and the Prince falls madly in love with the mysterious girl who dons rags and blood-stained slippers.

Imagine this:
Persephone goes adventuring with weapons hidden under her dress.
Persephone climbs into the gaping chasm.
Or, Persephone uses her hands to carve a hole down to hell.
In none of these versions is Persephone’s body violated unless she asks Hades to hold her down with his horse-whips.
Not once does she hold out on eating the pomegranate, instead biting into it eagerly and relishing the juice running down her chin, staining it red.
In some of the stories, Hades never appears and Persephone rules the underworld with a crown of her own making.
In all of them, it is widely known that the name Persephone means Bringer of Destruction.

Imagine this:
Red Riding Hood marches from her grandmother’s house with a bloody wolf pelt.
Medusa rights the wrongs that have been done to her.
Eurydice breaks every muscle in her arms climbing out of the land of the dead.

Imagine this:
Girls are allowed to think dark thoughts, and be dark things.

Imagine this:
Instead of the dragon, it’s the princess with claws and fiery breath
who smashes her way from the confines of her castle
and swallows men whole.“

— ‘Reinventing Rescuing’ by theappleppielifestyle

lyriumhawke

​ asked for

ages ago #19: “The paint’s supposed to go where?” with Garrett/Isabela. Sorry this is AGES late, Picke! 

              “The paint’s supposed to go where?” Garrett yelled towards the door, standing in the middle of their new bedroom holding a paint roller. He heard Isabela let out a sigh and put down the box she was moving. She entered the room with her arms crossed, the heels of her tall leather boots tapping on the cloth covered hard-wood.

               “The gold paint goes on those two walls, and the red goes on the other two.” She sighed, pointing at the indicated paint cans.

               Garrett looked down at the paint roller in his hand doubtfully, “And I can only use this?”

               Isabela crossed her arms, red lips tugging sideways into a smirk, “Garrett, last time you tried to use magic to paint the walls it looked like someone had a paint ball fight in there.”

               He grinned and clutched his chest in mock hurt, “I liked the splatter pain effect!” Isabela snorted and turned to leave. Garrett ducked down and dipped his fingers in the red paint before flicking them at Isabela, adding a touch of force magic for extra effect. She yelped as it hit her bare forearms and whipped around to face him, already a challenging smile on her face. Garrett laughed and ran a hand through his hair, unknowingly adding red streaks to the creamy blonde.

               Isabela rushed at him, grabbing a sloppy handful of gold paint as she went and flung it at Garrett, who retaliated with a handful of red. This paint fight continued until both people and the floor were covered in a mix of gold and red paint. Garrett laughed, resting his hands on his knees to regain his breath. Isabela planted her hands on her hips and stared around at the mess they had made with an amused smile.

               “Looks like we’ll need more paint.” Garrett said, standing tall. As he spoke, he took a step forward and slipped in a splotch of paint. He landed on his back and lay there with his arms out. Isabela laughed and approached him carefully, lightly stepping around paint puddles.

              She held out a hand, “Are you ok?” her voice sounded less concerned and more teasing. Garrett grinned and took her hand, but pulled her down instead so she ended up on top of his. He tapped her nose with one paint covered finger and smiled, even as she glared lightly at him.

              Garrett smiled and wrapped his arms around her back, “Come on, you know you love me!”

              Isabela laughed and rested her forehead on his chest, “You don’t let me forget it.”

Imagine this:
Instead of waiting in her tower, Rapunzel slices off her long, golden hair with a carving knife, and then uses it to climb down to freedom.

Just as she’s about to take the poison apple, Snow White sees the familiar wicked glow in the old lady’s eyes, and slashes the evil queen’s throat with a pair of sewing scissors.

Cinderella refuses everything but the glass slippers from her fairy godmother, crushes her stepmother’s windpipe under her heel, and the Prince falls madly in love with the mysterious girl who dons rags and blood-stained slippers.

Imagine this:

Persephone goes adventuring with weapons hidden under her dress.

Persephone climbs into the gaping chasm.
Or, Persephone uses her hands to carve a hole down to hell.
In none of these versions is Persephone’s body violated unless she asks Hades to hold her down with his horse-whips.
Not once does she hold out on eating the pomegranate, instead biting into it eagerly and relishing the juice running down her chin, staining it red.
In some of the stories, Hades never appears and Persephone rules the underworld with a crown of her own making.

In all of them, it is widely known that the name Persephone means Bringer of Destruction.

Imagine this:

Red Riding Hood marches from her grandmother’s house with a bloody wolf pelt.

Medusa rights the wrongs that have been done to her.

Eurydice breaks every muscle in her arms climbing out of the land of the dead.

Imagine this:

Girls are allowed to think dark thoughts, and be dark things.

Imagine this:

Instead of the dragon, it’s the princess with claws and fiery breath
who smashes her way from the confines of her castle
and swallows men whole.“

— ‘Reinventing Rescuing’ by theappleppielifestyle

Imagine this: 
Instead of waiting in her tower, Rapunzel slices off her long, golden hair with a carving knife, and then uses it to climb down to freedom.
Just as she’s about to take the poison apple, Snow White sees the familiar wicked glow in the old lady’s eyes, and slashes the evil queen’s throat with a pair of sewing scissors. 
Cinderella refuses everything but the glass slippers from her fairy godmother, crushes her stepmother’s windpipe under her heel, and the Prince falls madly in love with the mysterious girl who dons rags and blood-stained slippers.
Imagine this: 
Persephone goes adventuring with weapons hidden under her dress. 
Persephone climbs into the gaping chasm. 
Or, Persephone uses her hands to carve a hole down to hell. 
In none of these versions is Persephone’s body violated unless she asks Hades to hold her down with his horse-whips. 
Not once does she hold out on eating the pomegranate, instead biting into it eagerly and relishing the juice running down her chin, staining it red.
In some of the stories, Hades never appears and Persephone rules the underworld with a crown of her own making.
In all of them, it is widely known that the name Persephone means Bringer of Destruction.
Imagine this: 
Red Riding Hood marches from her grandmother’s house with a bloody wolf pelt. 
Medusa rights the wrongs that have been done to her.
Eurydice breaks every muscle in her arms climbing out of the land of the dead.
Imagine this:
Girls are allowed to think dark thoughts, and be dark things.
Imagine this: 
Instead of the dragon, it’s the princess with claws and fiery breath
who smashes her way from the confines of her castle 
and swallows men whole.

Bedtime story:
“Imagine this: 
Instead of waiting in her tower, Rapunzel slices off her long, golden hair with a carving knife, and then uses it to climb down to freedom.
Just as she’s about to take the poison apple, Snow White sees the familiar wicked glow in the old lady’s eyes, and slashes the evil queen’s throat with a pair of sewing scissors. 
Cinderella refuses everything but the glass slippers from her fairy godmother, crushes her stepmother’s windpipe under her heel, and the Prince falls madly in love with the mysterious girl who dons rags and blood-stained slippers.
Imagine this: 
Persephone goes adventuring with weapons hidden under her dress. 
Persephone climbs into the gaping chasm. 
Or, Persephone uses her hands to carve a hole down to hell. 
In none of these versions is Persephone’s body violated unless she asks Hades to hold her down with his horse-whips. 
Not once does she hold out on eating the pomegranate, instead biting into it eagerly and relishing the juice running down her chin, staining it red.
In some of the stories, Hades never appears and Persephone rules the underworld with a crown of her own making.
In all of them, it is widely known that the name Persephone means Bringer of Destruction.
Imagine this:
Red Riding Hood marches from her grandmother’s house with a bloody wolf pelt. 
Medusa rights the wrongs that have been done to her.
Eurydice breaks every muscle in her arms climbing out of the land of the dead.
Imagine this:
Girls are allowed to think dark thoughts, and be dark things.
Imagine this:
Instead of the dragon, it’s the princess with claws and fiery breath
who smashes her way from the confines of her castle 
and swallows men whole.
— ‘Reinventing Rescuing’ by theappleppielifestyle // photo by Keith Selle

Models | @elleaudra @teena2012 (at BlackFiligree.com)

But just imagine at a concert in the future 5sos is about to finish, and Luke takes the microphone and just says, “So, before you all go home, we have someone very special here for us tonight to sing us out,” And he goes of stage and when he comes back he’s holding the hand of a little girl with the biggest blue eyes and her slightly curly blonde hair in little pigtails. He adjust the microphone to her size, and kneels beside her so he’s her size, whispering words of encouragement. Finally, he takes off his flannel, wrapping it around her as she giggles at how big it is on her, and she speaks into the microphone. With a little lisp and a big grin showing her missing teeth, she tells the crowd how this is her favourite of her daddy’s songs, and how much she misses him when he’s away. Luke’s eyes brim with tears and his hearts fills with pride as he strums his guitar to his little daughter’s sweet voice singing ‘Beside You’

Kirito/Lisbeth AU, anyone?

(Hey, guys! I thought up an idea for a Kirito/Lisbeth AU this morning, but I don’t really know if anyone would be interested. So, I’m making this post!

Be aware that it does heavily involve my headcanon backstory for Lisbeth/Rika, so be sure to read that first! Thank you.

Anyway, here it is:

What if Kirito found out about Lis’ illness when they first met, in the dragon’s nest? Her coughing fit might have started early in the morning after their holdings-hands sleep together, but because she didn’t want to wake him/him to find out, she goes over to the farthest ‘corner’ from him and lets the (literal) blood fly. (This coughing episode might be worse than usual because of their long fall and brutal collision with the ground, even if Kirito took the brunt of the damage).

Kirito, though, with his hearing and noticing her hand isn’t in his anymore, wakes up to investigate. He’s worried when he sees her coughing, even more when he thinks he sees tears falling, but when he sees the large pool of blood in the snow at her knees, he rushes over to her (accidentally scaring her half to death and making it worse). When it’s finally over, she can’t hold herself up, but he’s right there to hold her. She takes some comfort in his  warmth, but she’s TERRIFIED about what’s going to happen now.

The entirety of the SAO storyline could change and evolve both drastically and beautifully from there!

If you’re even the least bit interested, please message me or reply to this post or whatever you want to do! Thank you for your time! Have a wonderful day/night! I love you all! <3)

& noxpenna​ | continued thread

”Right?  The things I do for you, frate.”

            she smiles and holds out a handful of colorful pebbles
            shiny remains that were no more than rocks.  one goes
            between her lips, poking out the side of her cheek.

“Beat up any villains today?”

the words were as much teasing as they were bitter;
haunted pasts and regrettable mistakes scarring them
both.

xprincipcssa asked:

“You love me. Real or not real?"

Outside, they’re rebuilding, recovering, reforming because they won–but Jason is staring up at the ceiling’s paintings, brushing his hand against Melody’s. It’s warm and soft and the walls block out all the noise, but since when had his hands gotten so big? His tremble, and hers have damned spots that will never disappear. Still, they might fit.

When her voice interrupts the silence, he turns his head, only to find that she has done the same. His hand goes still next to hers, but he doesn’t turn away from her gaze. 

Melody is a safe place, her eyes understand, she has his favorite smile even if it will never be the brightest, and he wants to hold her hand, but–he can’t remember how. He’d tried to grab Sheila’s, only a few years ago, and she’d slipped away.

There’s a nervous smile on his lips as he laces their fingers together, and it’s not as difficult as he thought. “I dunno–is this real?” he asks. 

jokerisms asked:

there's a vine out there of a girl walking next to a guy and she goes "hey can you hold this for me" and the guy just puts his hand out to take the thing, but the girl just puts her hand in his and twines their fingers together. and the guy goes "oh okay" and keeps holding her hand -- i think about diana doing this to bruce sometimes :|

BUT THIS IS SO CANON 

“Bruce I need you to hold something!” 

“Diana what is it?”

*gives her hand to Bruce*

“I need you to hold my hand”

*brooding intensifies*

In gym today my friend Julia and I were talking about Civil War and she mentioned that she was really upset that Tony got less Avengers on his side. I told her that it was because Steve was the better Avenger and she freaking pushed me onto the floor. She literally knocked me off guard. So after I looked up at her in confusion and shock, she holds her hand out to offer to help me up and just goes

“It wasn’t worth it.”