he made her laugh

I will never be over the way Carol’s mask just dropped completely the moment she saw him. The skeptical, stoic Carol we’ve been seeing for what seems like forever (except for moments when she’s in extreme physical/mental pain), she was gone and the real Carol shone through. That’s what Daryl brings out in her that nobody else can come close to. Just by being Daryl, and being there with her.


Prompt/Summary: You’ve given the rest of the team nicknames, but Bucky wonders why you’ve never given him one.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Warnings: fluff, fluff fluffity fluff fluff

Word Count: 1197

Author’s Note:  Sorry Bluebird isn’t done.  So you get this instead.  I had a dance performance on Sunday and all of my evenings have been taken up by dance practice.  All done now, so back to writing. 

Originally posted by snowfox934

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Stefan danced with Elena! Why are the writers forcing Steroline!!!

First of all *sigh* he didn’t say “I never danced until you Caroline” he said

“…of all the ways that loving you has changed my life… you made me dance”

Stefan’s feelings towards dancing with Elena:

Stefan’s feelings towards dancing with Caroline:

No begging involved. In fact Stefan is the one who often asks Caroline to dance, whereas his girlfriend had to beg him to dance with her.

Here’s Stefan dancing with his other best friend Lexi

Lexi: Okay, I’m gonna need a little more foot movement.
Stefan: I’m not really interested in making a fool out of myself.

Even though…

Yet he’s only known Caroline a couple of years, but he’s about to be himself around her almost instantly. Like it changed his life #justsayin

Stefan not caring about making a fool of himself with Caroline

What’s the phrase oh yes RECEIPTS

Bonus Meta! - Does Stefan still Hate Dancing

*not my gifs*

So ok I promise I will write something on this when I have a brain to do it but I need sleep and I need to stop crying because….







sorry about all l the caps but I got a lot of feelings so not sorry…

But like I said…Mets after I get some and resurrect myself…

Malec headcanon!

Thaank you @a-rosewood-by-any-other-name I love your advice. Honestly I am so nervous for this date haha😶
Anyways this is my malec headcanon for you:
Alec couldn’t forget about Madzie, the little girl became important to him. She saved him, even though she was planning on hurting others but he knew it was not her fault. So he visits her on the weekends at Catarina’s.
One day he went out with her to get some ice cream together with Magnus (he tried hot chocolate but she likes to make it a popsicle so he decided to take her for ice cream then). He made her so happy that Madzie accidentally call him Dad and Magnus laughed so hard, contributing even more to Alec’s red face.
“It is not funny, Magnus”
“To be fair darling, you could be a great dad”
Alec didn’t respond but boy…he thought about it

anonymous asked:

I know you had reservations about making your space daugther bi. But think of it this way, we bisexuals need as much good representation as we can get. How often are we defined as "gay" or "straight" based not on our own identities, but on who we're dating? How often are bi women depicted as "basically straight" women who hook up with chicks. Honest-to-goodness real representation is rare and beautiful. Your space daughter is special and I love her!

Thank you, that makes me feel a lot better about it. :)

I guess I just feel like a hypocrite, after having talked such a big game… but I guess all I need is to take a deep breath, and play my game the way I want to play it? :) Thanks again.


Reasons to Love Aracely: The only part, because if I included them all it’d just be every appearance she has ever made in a comic ever <33

Cards on the Table (Taron Egerton)

Originally posted by senxrfoggy

Summary: They dealt the cards in their hands when it came to their relationship, but there was always one that they kept hidden in their sleeves.

Author’s Note: I don’t normally write imagines for real actors, but my thirst levels are off the chart and I couldn’t help myself when I got this idea. I wrote it mainly for myself so I just want to publish it here for fun. Enjoy!

Their relationship always seemed a bit simple once they laid their cards out on the table.

Being cast as one of the main bodyguards for the villain in the new Kingsman movie meant spending quite a bit of time with the main cast. Even more so when her role involved seducing Taron Egerton’s Eggsy Unwin in the script. They got along quickly, and it didn’t take her long to know that she was attracted to him.

Who wouldn’t be? He was very cute and sweet and made her laugh. She had almost let it develop into a crush. Almost.

After a long day of shooting on the set, Taron, herself, and a few of the cast went out to a nearby bar for drinks. A few rounds in, the conversation had turned in the direction of relationships and types. She had no type, she said. If she was attracted to a guy, she was attracted to him; it didn’t matter what his hair color, eye color, or race was. Simple.

Taron’s was simple as well. “I like older women,” he answered. That was his card, and that was when she knew she didn’t stand a chance; she was two years younger than him. One of their co-stars said that people always end up dating beyond their types. She (almost) wanted to believe that was true and keep that glimmer of hope, but her thoughts quickly shut it down. Why wouldn’t it work between Taron and an older, more mature woman?

She was most definitely not that.

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anonymous asked:

"give her an light slap"? xD i aspected a gay slap (really, really slow slap) or a slap that would throw her 5 miles away xD jk it made me laugh though

Hahaha! no if he gave her a normal slap she be dead but I just imagined how that would have been like in your idea xD it would have been something like this

Originally posted by trevanterhodes

A/N: Wow guys! I didn’t think some many people would be interested in a second part. Thanks for all your comments and notes. Here’s part two, I hope you enjoy it! Part 1

Part two:

  “Avery, don’t run.” You warned, as your daughter rushed to the playground. It was your first day off in weeks and you decided to take Avery and Derek to the park. Naturally Avery was excited to spend the day with “her most favoritist people,” and jumped the gun as soon as the park was in sight.

     Derek watched the small girl dive into the sandbox. Sand flying all over her hair and overalls; surprisingly none made it to her eyes. He laughed at your exasperated sigh. “I swear Duke, I have no idea where she gets it from.” You sighed.

      He shot you look, knowing full well who it came from. You might’ve dressed pretty for work, but after you didn’t care what you looked like. Paint splattered, flour covered, dirt caked and messy hair, Derek saw it all on you. And to be honest, he thought you were most beautiful in those moments. “Come on mommy, Duke! Play with me!” Avery called out.

  You looked at him. “Well shall we?’

     It was moments like this that made him wonder if you truly were ignorant of his situation. The way you spoke, confined, and acted towards him mirrored that of normal human to human interaction. And while you could very well be anthropomorphizing him, Derek liked to pretend you knew the truth…. that he was actually human. Smiling he headed towards Avery with you at his heels. In one fair swoop he landed right beside her, sand flying everywhere. She laughed, brushing his black fur. “Seriously? You too?” You asked, in mock betrayal.

     He grinned, not even trying to look innocent. If Derek were human, he would’ve teased you, before dragging you into the dirt along with them. Unfortunately this wasn’t the case, so he had to make do with barking. “Okay, okay I get it.” You surrendered.

    Unlike him or Avery, you skirted in like a baseball player trying to reach plate before getting tagged. Winding up ten times messier than either of them. Avery let out another laugh, while Derek cocked an eyebrow. You shot him a look. “Hey, I only did it cause the two of you were egging me on.”

     His grin widened as he pushed the shovel towards you with his nose. You picked it up and begun to help Avery build her sand castle.  By the end of the day, Avery had a six towered  castle with a surrounding moat courtesy of him. The day had been an overall success, however it left Derek with a startling realization. Now more than ever he wanted to shift. Just so he could do the same things all over again, but as a man not a wolf.

Working Hard Or Hardly Working?

The little shadow had heard from Leona that there were things called ‘Lady fingers’ that someone can bake. So she had gone out to the library for the first time in a long while, and she would check out a book. ‘Baking Made Easy’ was the title and was in common. She ran around and asked a friend of hers to get something, and he had it when she asked once more. Fray would be standing there, arms crossed for a moment.

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Joker x deaf!Reader Part 6

J chuckled in his cell. He had gotten under her skin so easily, it made him want to laugh. He denied that the giddiness he felt when he was about to go to her sessions was him actually feeling something towards her. A guard opened his door and went to cuff him. J heard another patient screaming in one of his neighboring cells.

“I’ll have what she’s having.” J giggled as the guard told him to shut up. He continued to sing all the way to Y/N’s office, where they were having their meeting today, and he smirks as he notices how nervous she looks. She smiles at him and gives him a confused glance.

“You know that song, doc? Oh wait.” He giggles. She narrows her eyes and looks away. He often jokes about her condition, and it’s mildly annoying. When the guard left she sends one last nervous glance at the door before looking at J.

“So, it’s tonight? Can you tell me what I need to do again?” J rolls his eyes before answering.

“Relax. All you have to do is leave the door open. Then wait in your office, I’ll come get you.

“No one will get hurt, right?” J chuckled, causing her to scowl at him.

“I’m not letting you go just so you can hurt people.”

“Just leave the door open, doc and you’ll be fine.” Y/N pressed the button to alert the guards, causing J to bare his teeth.

“I’ll think about it.”

“Doc.” J said with a warning tone. She was already out the door.


Y/N decided changing her mind at the last minute was a stupid thing to do. She knew she couldn’t let J out without making sure he wouldn’t hurt people. It’s not like she was close with the other doctors, she just knew most of them had families. Maybe during a session they’ll discuss how to get them out first. Y/N assured herself she could talk J out of this. Taking a deep breath, she opened her eyes when she felt a slight tremble in the floor. She furrowed her brows and peeked through the window of her office. When she saw the flashing of gunshots, her breath caught in her throat. They got him out. He would be pissed at her for not leaving the door open.

When a large figure approached her door, she shrunk in on herself.  The man entered, wearing a suit and tie and she took note on how much larger he was than her.

“Miss L/N?” She gave a shaky nod, and he nodded to himself while turning around. She was left, confused. He came around the corner again, looking a bit irritated. Rolling his eyes, he motioned with his finger for her to follow. Every bone in her body told her not to. When he turned to find her not moving, he pointed a gun at her and grabbed her bicep. He forced her to walk in front of him. She could feel the barrel of the gun pressed against her head, and tears rolled down her cheeks when she saw that Arkham security was losing the fight.

The man led her to the shock therapy room, and before she could run his large hands wrapped around her waist. He lifted her up and slammed her back on the table, ignoring her kicking and screaming. When he got her strapped in he left, and she tried to look around to see if anyone could help her. Her heart stopped when J popped up right beside her, laughing as she screamed.

“Boo! Got you that time, didn’t I?”

She looked at him as he shook his head in a disapproving manner.

“Really, doc? Did it seem like a smart idea to disobey me?” She could barely make out what he was saying from this angle.

“W-what? I-I didn’t want anyone to get hurt-I just-” Her breath hitched when he suddenly cupped her head.

“So you’d let them hurt me? After everything I told you? After all of our moments together? I’m hurt, doc.” And he was, just a little bit. Enough to make him want to hurt her back.

“So what are you going to do, then?”

“Aw, honey. Now, I’m gonna hurt ya. I’m gonna hurt you really, really, bad.” The smile on his face grows with every word. Tears start streaming down her cheeks and she closes her eyes. She doesn’t want to know what he has to say. J slams his hands down beside her head, making her flinch.

“Look at me.” He grits out. Her vision is blurry with tears and she hates not knowing what’s happening around her.

“Please.” She sobs. “Please, I’m sorry. Please, I just wanted to help you.”

“Shh” He caresses the side of her head as she continues to cry.

“Please, please, I’m sorry.” Her blubbering was starting to annoy him. Taking off his belt, ignoring Y/N who started to cry harder, he folded it in half but she kept her mouth shut.

“Please, don’t.” He rolled his eyes. What did she take him for?

“Open. You’ll thank me later.” Her eyes widened, knowing exactly what he planned to do now. She obediently opened her mouth, tears still streaming down her cheeks. He admired her accepting her fate.

“Gah, you’re so… good.” For some reason his heart kickstarted at her obedience and he felt the need cup her face. She flinched and shut her eyes as he wiped the tears from her cheeks and gently ran his finger over her eyelids. He tapped her forehead, signaling for her to look at him.

“No more tears.” She nodded even though more escaped. He had the sudden urge to start squealing and  jumping up and down. She was being so good! And he was feeling playful tonight.

“Good girl. My good girl.” She didn’t take her eyes off of him as he started preparing the equipment.

“You realize I’m doing this for your own good, right? I mean, you’re too good. Look how easy it was for me to seduce you. Wouldn’t want anyone else doing that.” Y/N only caught some pieces of what he was saying, but it was enough for her to understand. She started mumbling around the gag, and he knew he wouldn’t be able to understand her without it either, she was crying too much. His heart swelled when it sounded like she was saying “I’m loyal to you” or “only you”. Something along those lines. He made sure to speak fast to confuse her, he loved seeing her fearful expression of not knowing what’s happening. She looked so beautiful when she was afraid.

“That’s sweet, doll. But hopefully this will make you learn your lesson. You can’t help everyone. So. Stop. Trying .” He held her head in his hands. Y/N felt like her heart was breaking. Some part of her really thought she would help him. Maybe he would even be released, they would get married, have kids. She knew he wouldn’t get better around the abuse at Arkham, she was only now figuring out he didn’t want help.

J wanted to watch the light fall out of her eyes during her epiphany. Instead, she still had that stubborn look in her eye. Huh. He thought for sure her moment of realization would cause her to learn. It’s in her nature. Just like it’s in my nature to hurt her. He realized she was staring at him with those stupid, innocent, doe eyes. I get you. They seemed to be saying. But I’m not gonna change. No matter what you do to me. He found himself intrigued by her innocence. It was what had drawn him to her in the first place. Those eyes seemed to have him stuck in place, so in a moment of annoyance he pulled the light down above her head. She screwed her eyes shut, the only thing that calmed her was J petting her hair. He was collecting his thoughts, running over the reason why he was going to do this, and pushing back the question of, I thought you liked her innocence?  If those innocent eyes could cause him to hesitate, he needed to get rid of them. Get rid of her. A weakness. Let’s see how nice she is after getting her brain fried.

Y/N freaked out when his hands suddenly left her. She hated not being aware of her surroundings, and now she was blind. Her breath started coming out in pants, the belt not exactly helping her breathe. She started gasping, air not getting to her lungs and sweat rolling down her forehead. J watched in wonder. He saw her face turn red, and wondered why she didn’t push the belt out. Moment of panic, he figured.

He cupped the side of her head again, stilling her flinch. She was calming down, and he put his mouth next to her ear.

“You had this coming. Maybe after this, we can rob a store so you can pay me back for the money I gave you. Or maybe I could fix your hearing myself. I always wanted to do my own surgery. No refunds, by the way.” He giggled as she calmed, having no clue to what he was saying.

“Oh, doll. I’m going to have so much fun with you.” He removed the light and tapped her forehead again. When she opened her eyes, he chuckled.

“Already so well trained.” She blinked, tears overflowing when she saw what he had in his hands.

“I can’t wait to meet the new you.” She sobbed, but stared him down. Her body tensed as he brought the electrodes close to her head, so close she could feel the electricity. She still never removed her eyes from his. His arms pulled back slightly, his eyebrows furrowing. She tensed once more as he brought them back close, only for him to retreat again. Was this one of his mind games? He looked confused as well.

“Close your eyes.” He snapped. She gave him a confused glance, not really focusing on his lips, only those blue eyes that were so close.

“Wha?” She garbled around the belt.

“Eyes. Closed. Now.” She didn’t see why she had to listen since he was only going to torture her anyway, but being the nice, compassionate person she was, she obeyed.

J clenched his jaw and then unclenched. Anger rushed through him until he finally slammed the electrodes against her head. She screamed, and he pulled away not a second later. It angered him that he couldn’t do it, and her sobs were all he could hear. Turning back to her, he slammed his hands beside her head again, breathing heavily. She tried to muffle her crying.

“Boss?” J pointed a gun over in Frost’s direction.

“Shut up, Frost!”

“We need to go-” J was already on his way out.

“Are we taking her?”

“No.” J snapped.

They left Y/N on the table crying, her eyes still squeezed shut.