he wants to make her see how amazing she is

anonymous asked:

what do you like about allurance?

boi here’s a list:

  • their relationship developed from one based on something very one-sided to one based on mutual respect and admiration
  • I feel like all of lance’s strongest moments this season involved allura in one way or another. How he gave up blue, how he realized he has to pilot red, how he stopped keith from getting them all killed because he wanted to go back for allura, how he told her he won’t let alfor down just!! these were all amazing lance moments and allura played a roll in most 
  • lance (and hunk too to be fair) was actively trying to make allura comfortable as part of the team  and making sure she was okay in blue. You could see he really wanted her to join the team and be happy as a part of it
  • when lance let out his insecurities in front of allura, she immediately told him WHY he was important to the team. Like despite her annoyance at him in the past she didn’t hesitate to take him by the shoulder, look him in the eye and told him exactly why he was chosen as a paladin and why the team needed him
  • also just “If I had to lose blue to someone, I’m glad it was you” was the most beautiful shit I have ever heard ok 

chowder better be the one giving the haus tour after bitty leaves otherwise i’m gonna fight because LITERALLY no one else would be as good as he would any

like sure it’ll be a complete trainwreck but he’ll also remember the most random facts (‘oh!! yeah!! bitty told us to throw that couch out over 200 times!’ 'oh that boiler is from 2009 and broke down 8 times in the past three months, one time when nursey was taking a shower and another time when bitty was running the dishwasher anyway soap got eveywhere but nursey didn’t seem super bothered??’) and it’s just weirdly endearing like all these frogs feel so comfortable around him and start to really feel like part of the team bc they’re hearing all these weird stories but it makes the team seem more real and less like. 'omg the two-time frozen four winner samwell wow!!’ like pls babes

and he buys all of them sharks merch like they each get a sticker or something and he has stats memorized back to like the 90s and will just casually throw them out there but if a kid asks him about the sharks/is a fan than the entire tour is derailed and it ends up lasting 2 hours longer than it should but it’s worth it and the frogs love it so much!

chowder explains everything in so much detail (like too much detail) but it helps the frogs feel more comfortable because going to college is confusing but the hockey team is a weird loving family and it makes them excited to be on the team

30 minutes are dedicated to the rules and expectations of team breakfast ('no one has ever fit more eggs in their mouth than holster and honestly we don’t want anyone to try’)

after the haus tour is over chowder drags all the frogs around campus pointing out the best places for them to eat lunch and fastest paths on the quad and basically just gives them a bunch of pointers that orientation doesn’t lol

and chowder is super dedicated to it because he remembers how great bitty was at it and wants to live up to his legacy and also bitty made him feel super welcome and comfortable and he also highkey admires shitty and wants to make him proud too

and anytime he sees caitlyn and the girls team practicing he’ll wave frantically and be like 'CAITLYN!! HI!!! that’s my girlfriend she’s amazing and pretty and super good at everything she does she’s fantastic wow’ bc he just really loves her a lot!!!

CHRIS CHOW RUNNING HAUS TOURS 2K17

Vague Reckoning

Pairing: Bucky X Reader

Words: 3467

Warnings: Angst to Fluff to Smut. NSFW gifs.

@kazekagegirl​ asked “Could you do a Bucky x reader where the reader is hard on herself every time she’s messes up or does something the wrong way, she thinks she has to perfect, she thinks she screws up a lot when in actuality she don’t. Well one day her and Bucky get into it and she becomes emotional and he tells her she is not a screw up, she more than what she gives herself credit for, they argue and he storms off they make up and possibly smut. It’s different but if you can please and thank you.”

A/N: So I finally have time for all the requests! Request away people :) I changed the request a tinsy bit. Hope you don’t mind. Let me know if you want to be tagged.

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Lucky Number 24 - Stiles Stilinski

Author: @mf-despair-queen

Characters: Stiles Stilinski/Reader

Word Count: 5008

Warnings: Smut

Notes: Lacrosse Week Special for my favorite bby, Stiles. I can’t believe I just wrote this. I never intended for it to actually turn into that but I got to the point I wanted to, and kinda couldn’t stop from there.

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Restless Mornings

A/N: **SMUT AHEAD** YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED. This is something I have had in my draft for a while now and finally decided to finish it. Dear lord help me I can’t believe I am actually posting this… I am not a pro at smut so I hope you enjoy lol. I need to go find some holy water RIP…

Sinful. She woke up with an unbearable heat between her legs and his name on her lips. Shawn had been on tour for months and his management generously gave him a weeks break before he returned for the last leg of the tour.

Not enough. She needed more time. She needed him.

She let out a shivered breath as she pulled back the duvet and her tiny, cold feet hit the floor. Walking through the house, she was desperately looking for the curly headed boy she was privileged to call hers. When she reached the kitchen, she found him standing with his muscular back exposed. Her eyes became darker at the sight. The things she wanted to do to that boy. He was in the middle of making them tea as he did every morning because he was always awake so much earlier than her. “Tea is the key” he would always joke and tell her and every time it made her laugh just as much as the first time. She walked behind him and snaked her arms around his waist, laying her head against his strong back. Feeling his muscles contract. He laughs softly when she childishly sticks her tongue out to touch his back. He reaches to lay his palm on the back of her hands.

“Well good morning to you too my love,” he says in a soft tone sending chills down her almost naked body. She kisses gently between his shoulder blades making his body shiver. He loved when she was like this. So sweet and needy. Needy for him.

“How did you sleep?” she asks him as she stands on her tip toes to softly peck a few kisses on his neck. “Pretty good but I forgot how much you like to move in your sleep” he laughs. He turns, now facing his beautiful girlfriend wearing his favorite t-shirt that was too big for her petite body, the sleeves falling off her shoulders. Her legs bare. She stares longingly at him for a while. Noticing how his jaw clenched at the sight of her. His cheeks rosy. She loved knowing she has such an affect on him. Her need for him was unbearable. He let his eyes rake down her body.

Oh how he worshiped that body.

“So what’s on your mind?” his thumb gently stroking her cheek, the warm contact making her want for him blossom. She needs more of him. He could tell she was bothered. Sexually frustrated.

“Oh nothing, I’ve just missed you is all,” sending him a smile. She cups his face in her hand, caressing his cheek with her thumb. He leans his head into her small hand. Closing his eyes to take in every ounce of her touch. “I’ve missed you just as much ya know, love?” he whispers then placing a hungry kiss on her lips. He grabs her hips trying to pull her as far into him as possible as if she would slip away from him at any time if he loosened his hold on her. She whimpers into the kiss making his body tense. God, all her noises were so sexy to him.

Slowly his hands slid under her shirt, sliding up her stomach. Her whole body went numb, and she couldn’t control herself anymore. She wants him with every ounce of her being. She needs to hear his moans, her moans. Together. She is begging to be touched by him right here, 
right now. Without hesitation, her hands are around his neck. She searches for his eyes desperately as she licks her dry lips. “I need you,” she spoke quietly in his ear, “so much.. please.” He smirks at her broken words because he knew, he
 fucking knew she was done for. Shawn kisses her neck softly. “Oh darling, you drive me so fucking crazy,” he whispers against her skin. He looks down at her. His eyes hungrily look over her beautiful body. She is flawless to him.

She is absolutely breath taking.

He kisses her, biting her bottom lip. He sucks it in between his teeth causing a moan to tumble from her plush lips. He picks her up without breaking the kiss. Her legs tangle around his body tightly as he heads for their bedroom. He lays her on their white duvet and quickly rips his shirt off her body. She’s completely naked underneath. He could never get used to seeing her body. She’s perfect to him. Every cute freckle, luscious curve, and beautiful scar. He just runs his fingers down her stunning body as he stares in awe.

“Fuck, I love when you don’t wear panties for me,” he says admiring her bare skin. He leans down to connect his swollen lips with hers. He begins leaving wet kisses on her neck, making his way down her body. Stopping at her stomach. “You’re so fucking beautiful you know? I just can’t ever get enough” he whispers against her skin. His hands ghost down her body as his lips make their way back up to her neck. Leaving open mouth kissing on her skin. Sucking on her skin as his fingers dig into her thighs making her skin burn from his touch. He slowly slides his finger across her entrance only to pull it away. She whines softly causing Shawn to smirk cheekily. He was pleased with the reaction he was given. “Oh goodness. You want my fingers inside you, doll?” he keens as he strokes his finger back across her slowly before pulling away his finger again. “Please, please do something,” she pleads. The lack of contact was killing her.

Hell he couldn’t stop. Not now. She needs him too much.

He can’t get enough. Seeing the desperation on her face. Watching her body tremble for him. “You want to fuck yourself on my fingers? Mmm, so needy for me. You’re fucking lusting. I love it. I really do, doll. But you’re gonna have to beg for it. You’re gonna have to tell me how bad you want it. How bad you want me.” He began kissing and biting on her neck while awaiting her response. The correct response. If she wants him, she is going to have to prove it. She began to beg him the only way she knew how, "Shawn please. I-I want you. God. Just fuck, fucking I need you. Need you so much.” By now she was panting. Longing for some kind of contact from him.

She begs so beautifully. How could he deny? “You sound amazing with my name on your lips like that, doll,” he whispers into her ear. His nose grazes the shell of her ear as he begins to slide two fingers inside her. She tosses her head back at the feeling of euphoria that’s consuming her. He loves knowing only he could drive her crazy like this. Only he could see her unravel like this. Only he could make her soaking wet. “Shawn, please,” she pleaded. He smirks knowing he’s got her good. He curls his fingers inside her. Just missing her g-spot leaving her helpless. She let a sigh fall from her swollen lips. He craves the glorious sound. He continued to move his fingers inside her slow as his other hand reaches up her body to play with her pink, stiff nipples that were lacking attention. He slowly pinched one between his thumb and index finger. Her back arched at his touch. Craving more. His mouth began leaving marks are her breasts as he kissed them. Assaulting them with his plump lips. Biting her skin, she is at his mercy and she needed more. He knew. But not yet. She has to wait. His fingers then take on another angle that barely brushes against her clit which causes her to let out a strangled whimper beneath him. He could tell she was starting to get close, so he slid his fingers out of her. Her cunt aches at the loss of him. Going down her body, he replaced his fingers with his tongue. Slowly sliding his tongue across the slit of her pussy. She was dripping for him. “Don’t tease me Shawn, please.” He began flicking his tongue across her throbbing clit. She arched her back again in pure bliss. “You like that baby? God you taste so sweet. Do you like when I fuck you with my tongue?” All she could do is moan in response. Holy fuck her moans drove him wild. “Dammit, you’re so good. So fucking good to me.” She lets a grumbled moan escape her lips trying to hold back. “It’s okay kitten, scream for me,” he says as he begins sucking hard on her clit. She could feel herself soaking his fingers. Dripping down her round thighs. She became a mess underneath. He continued licking her out, completely devouring every bit of her sweetness. He love the taste of her. He craved her. He circled his tongue around her clit as she came for him. Pulling his curly hair, she caused him to groan into her cunt. Sending vibrations through her core. She was moaning his name so gorgeously. Earning another growl from his parted lips. He slowly makes his way back up her body. Leaving open mouthed kisses as he licks all the way up to her neck. He stops and stares at her body underneath him. His cock is aching for her. He ruts his hips into the bed to give himself some relief. 

What a gorgeous sight she was.

Breathing deep, chest heaving. Ready for him. He wants to be inside her so terribly. Making her moan. Not yet. He needs to know how badly she wants it. He needs to hear how desperately she wants him, again. “What do you want, darling?” he asks as he begins kissing a line from her jaw to her breasts. Sucking harshly on them. “Please Shawn, you know what I want,” she says blushing. He looks up, smirking at her, “oh my pet, but I need to hear it from your beautiful lips.” He drags a finger across her bottom lip. She opens her mouth and sucks on it hard.  Taking him off guard, making him wince and groan softly in pleasure. So much that he almost completely lost it. She’s so good. "Shawn I want you to fuck me. Please baby. I need to feel you inside me,” she states quickly. She would usually be blushing at the words coming out of her mouth, but not this time. This time, she is completely shameless. This time she is tugging down his boxers. Begging for his cock to be inside her tight hole. She had longed for this moment ever since she got out of bed this morning. Actually, ever since he stepped through that door a few days ago, she’d been needy for him.

Her words turned him on even more. He grips onto her and flips them over. Placing his hands firmly on her waist. “Ride me, kitten. God please, let me watch you come undone for me. I wanna see you,” he whispers to her. She places her hands on his chest and begins grinding on him slow. Teasing him. His lips parted as he let out a low, throaty moan. She smirks watching her effect she has on him already. She then lowers herself onto his length nice and slow. Letting herself adjust. They both let out a moan together. Beautiful. She begins to ride him slow. Bouncing on him. Her breasts moving as she did. He was losing his focus as he watches his cock disappear into her cunt. He begins digging his fingers further into her skin. Leaving nail marks. “Fuck, you look so good on my cock. You feel so good. So good to me. So tight. So wet,” he was mesmerized as he watched her. He needed more of her. Now. He bucked his hips making his length go deeper into her, hitting her . She threw her head back in pleasure and screamed his name. Their bodies move in sync together. Their hips colliding as she quickens her pace. She began to scrape her nails down his toned chest making him wince beneath her. She was picking up her pace as her climax approached. “Baby, please,” she begged him. “Not yet my pet, I haven’t given you permission,” he growls. Spanking her for even proposing the sinful idea. “You have to tell me how bad you want it. Come on baby.” She strangles a moan. She knew she couldn’t last much longer, so words began pouring out of her mouth as she pleaded. "Please baby, let me come. I’ll be good for you. Please,” her lips trembling as she spoke. He can never win with her. She knew that all to well. He was obsessed with her. Consumed in the moment. “Shit, okay kitten okay.” He bucked his hips hard and fast as her orgasm rushed over her. Her legs shaking as she screams his name is pure bliss. "Shawn, please baby, don’t stop don’t stop”

“Fuck…” He thrusts inside her. She’s soaking his cock. Dripping all over his thighs. She continues to grind on him slow until he flips them over where he is now on top. Her hands grab onto his biceps as he leans down to her ear. “It’s my turn to have a little fun now, kitten.” She winces as he pushes his cock inside her swollen cunt. He starts slow but eventually picks up his pace. Their skin rubbing together creating friction between them. She whimpers trying to fight with the mixture of pain from being sensitive and the pleasure of feeling him inside her again. He can feel himself start to lose it. She can see that he’s close and she uses that to her advantage. “Come on love, let go for me. I want to see what I do to you, show me.” He keens at her words. He is completely done for. Making his thrusts become sloppy as he released into her. He came so hard his juices running down her legs. She doesn’t mind. In fact, she loves it.

He pulls out slow and looks at her body in awe. Her sore legs still trembling. He kissing her lips and tells her that he will be right back. He heads for the bathroom and comes back with a damp cloth. He presses it to her thigh and she shudders at the cool contact. He cleans her up and presses a kiss softly to the inside of her thigh. She whispers a soft thank you as he tosses the rag to the floor.

Shawn crawls in the bed next to her and wraps his arms around her small frame. Pressing her back into his chest, he moves her hair and leaves soft kisses on her neck. Her skin is so sweet as always. She turns around to face him and places her hands on his firm chest.

“Thank you,” she says so quietly that her words are barely audible.

He presses his lips to her forehead, and she smiles. This is his tender way of saying you’re welcome, I love you. He pulls her tighter into his chest as he whispers sweet dreams into her ear.

As she starts to drift off she feels him stir.

“Are you okay, love?”

He looks down at her and smiles. “Yeah, I’m fine. Just thinking about you. Somebody was bold today with the dirty talk. Very sexy. Maybe you should try it more often.” He winks at her.

“Oh my god. Go to sleep you ass,” she says hitting his chest as she giggles.

He rests his chin on her head and she snuggles her face into his neck as they start drifting to sleep.

She smiles to herself because she knows wouldn’t rather be anywhere else than with this boy of hers. 

Okay, I want Shawn to have a girlfriend but hear me out. 

I want to see his cute candid Instagram pictures of her looking beautiful and just gushing about how much he loves her and how she makes him a better person. I want to see the Snapchat pictures and videos of them travelling at his shows and her overlooking a nice view and then followed by a nice selfie of the both of them. 

Also, I want beautiful new songs about her and how pretty and amazing she is and how she makes him feel.

I want to have paparazzi pictures of them walking and holding hands in New York in the middle of winter and they both are smiling and looking happy as they get coffee. And when they notice the photographers they just smile and make silly faces, completely unphased. 

I also want fans to run into them when they go for hikes in L.A and get a few nice selfies before leaving them alone but getting a video of them both walking away pushing one another around before she struggles to jump up onto him for a cute piggyback like little children. 

I want him to talk about her in interviews and talk about how proud he is with whatever she is doing in her life, and all her accomplishments too. 

I want these things because first Shawn reminds me every day with just himself and his music that good, nice and caring boys do exist, and second I really really just want Shawn to be happy and smiling. I know he is now but he deserves all the happiness in the world. He deserves to make someone happy and deserves someone to make him feel the same. If I can’t do that, then I want someone else to. Because I just want him to have ever inch of happiness the world can offer him. 

Bellamy Blake imagine: More Than Friends

Requested by @jazminblake (I am really sorry that it’s taken me so long to write this. Hopefully you will like it.)

Summary: Reader and Bellamy are close friends, but it doesn’t look that way. They act more like a couple. One day it makes Clarke, who is really jealous of the reader, confess to Bellamy about her feelings for him. But he rejects her and tells her, he loves reader. Then he tells the same to reader.

Word count: 2127


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“What would this beautiful lady want to drink?” I rolled my eyes at a bartender, standing behind our makeshift bar. He kept flirting with me all the time even though I had made it clear it’s pointless.

“Just a water,” I waved him off not being in the mood for hearing his annoying voice.

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Elephant in the Room

Combination of Two Prompts: How would Batmom react to Teen Titans Robin and him not being in contact with them for so long? What would happen if she showed up at the tower? AND Dick calls Bruce and Batmom dad and mom for the first time after being adopted.

Words: 1745

AN: This was a pretty long one, but filled with fluffy feels, and I love it!!!


Your son is one of the best of his generation, and in your mother’s eye, the best. You understand why he left, you support his choice of independence, but an entire year without a call is simply too much. He stayed in contact for the first two, a random call here, and email, there, but then suddenly there was nothing.

          The only thing that let you know he was still alive were the news reports. Bruce, of course, follows every morsel of news. Though he’d never say it out loud, he knows that things need to be fixed.  You’d be willing to bet the Wayne family fortune that Dick knows the exact same thing.

          You can’t help but smile, after all, that’s what you’re here for; to beat sense into those stubborn heads. The security system is the exact same as the Batcave’s, and you’re surprised to find that your codes work.

          You let yourself in, and one quick hack into the system tells you that no one is there. So you wander, you take in the sights, and look around at the home your son has built for himself. You smile when you find his room. He’s changed his uniform a bit. There are no photos in obvious places or any real identifying marks.

          You leave the room for the common room and take a seat on the couch. You pull the photo album out and just wait. When the sound of footsteps and laughter sounds, you slip on the mask that’s needed; it actually goes rather nicely with your outfit.

          More than just his team strolls through the doors, it seems like every super powered teen in existence is there and Dick just stops at the sight of you. You stand up, and say, “I didn’t realize you’d be in the middle of a party.”

          He stiffens a bit and asks, “What are you doing here?” His voice is a bit hesitant.

          You grab your bag, and approach him. The closer you get the more you realize just how much he’s grown. You smile and say, “We need to talk.” He glances back at his friends and back to you, you just say, “I’ll wait in your room, I already know the way.”

          He watches you slide through the doors and Starfire asks, “Robin, who is that woman?”

          His voice is tight with emotion when he says “She’s my mother.”

          There’s a collective statement of “You have a mother?”

          Dick just glances at Roy and Wally, the only two not surprised and says, “Of course I have a mother.” Before he walks out of the room.

          He finds you sitting on the bed, sans mask. Before he can say a word you say, “No masks, you know the rules.”

          He doesn’t fight you on it, just removes his mask. You smile and open your arms. Sure enough he slides right into them. His head goes to your lap, and your fingers run through his hair. When the sobs come you know something happened, that there was a reason he hadn’t called.

          You let him cry, because sometimes everyone needs to, and you’d be willing to bet that your baby is long overdue. When he’s done, he slides on to the bed and tells you everything. He tells you about being held against his will by Slade, being forced to do horrible things, and then he tells you about the Brotherhood of Evil, and finally about Trigon.

          You listen as he pours out every pent up emotion, and when he’s done you don’t say anything about it. Instead you start on your own story, “Do you remember when you first came to live at the manor?”

          His brow furrows, “Of course.”

          You smile and remove a stuffed elephant from your bag, his eyes go wide at the sight of it. “You were so little and scared, and man oh man, did you remind me of Bruce. You two were the same age you know, when you lost your parents. You didn’t know what to make of us, and we weren’t really sure what to make of you to be honest. At that point we’d only been responsible for ourselves.”

          Dick smirks, “And all of Gotham.”

          You smile, as your hand strokes over the elephants worn head, “We’d never planned on kids, but when we saw you after that show, it hit us, you were ours. And then you started to grow, and you took on the family business with your dad, and I was just amazed, at how lucky we were to be blessed with a kid like you.”

          “You always made sure to keep my birth parents in the picture though. You’d talk about them with me, you’d take me to visit their graves whenever I wanted to. You even had that portrait made.”

          You grin, “That was all your dad, he didn’t want you to feel like we were replacing them.”

          “You didn’t I just got lucky  and got to have two sets of parents.”

          You smile, and there’s a moment of silence, “He misses you, you know.” Dick doesn’t say anything. “He bookmarks every newspaper article on you saving the day. Even has a subscription to the local paper. He’s very proud.”

          “He wouldn’t be proud if he knew what happened.” You smile a bit and he just groans, “How in the world does he know?”

          You smile, “He saw the footage from the top of the Wayne tower, you were stealing from.”

          “He didn’t come.”

          “He was on his way, already tracked Slade’s headquarters down and everything, when it suddenly blew up, he knew that your team had made things right. The Brotherhood of Evil was a learning experience too, and you saved the world from Trigon. When it comes down to it, you’ve done a lot of good Dick. And you’ve made a lot of friends too.”

          He smiles, “It’s the bi-yearly get together. Pizza party.”

          You groan, “Please tell me you at least eat some healthy things.”

          He smirks, “I make Alfred proud every once in awhile.”

          “Good.”

          You pass him the elephant and he smiles and you say, “I never thought you’d leave her behind.”

          He shrugs, “I outgrew her.”

          You just smile, “When you first came to live with us you refused to let her go. Took her everywhere, for that first year.”

          Dick just smiles, “You guys homeschooled me for that first year. I didn’t have to let her go.”

          You laugh, “Still, you took her to all the Wayne foundation events, to restaurants, when we’d visit your dad at work. You even insisted that she be buckled in. You also insisted on taking her to that theme park. I was against it, I just knew she’d get put down somewhere, but Bruce insisted that everything would be fine.”

          “I’d been with you guys for about eight months at that point, I was at the tail end of my Robin training.”

          You nod, “Sure enough you left her there. You were in tears, you kept saying I have to have her, we have to get her back, she’s family. And then at some point you look up at me and Bruce and you said, ‘Please Mommy, please Daddy, we have to go search for her.’ That was the first time you called us Mom and Dad. It wouldn’t become a regular thing until a few months later, but in that moment your dad and I knew we’d move heaven and earth to make you happy.”

          Dick just smiles, “That was the first time he took me out as Robin. He called it the case of the missing elephant. He helped me track her down. Someone had thrown her in the trash on top of some nachos.”

          You smile, “I had to hand wash her, and then throw her in the washing machine three times to get all that cheese off. It’s amazing she doesn’t have any stains.”

          There’s a moment of silence before he says, “I’m sorry I didn’t stay in contact.”

          You pull him in for a hug, “It’s okay, baby boy. You can make it up by coming to dinner this Friday.”

          “Mom, I don’t know if I’m …”

          You cut him off, “He misses you Dick. You’re his son, and whatever that stupid argument was about three years ago, it’s forgotten.”

          “He really wants to see me?”

          You smile, “He talks about you all the time, how proud he is of what you’ve accomplished.”

          He smiles and says, “I’ll be there.”

          “Good, you can meet your new brother.”

          His eyes go wide, “You had a, but the papers didn’t say anything about …”

          You smirk, “His name is Jason, Bruce found him trying to take the wheels off the Batmobile. He’s in training right now.”

          Dick smiles, “Good, Batman needs a Robin, and I’ve been thinking it might be time to change things up. New identity for a new chapter and all that.”

          You lean down and kiss the top of his head, “As long as Dick Grayson remains that sweet, caring, and noble boy that I’ve always known, I think that sounds wonderful.”

          He kisses your cheek, “I’ll see you Friday, Mom.”

          You smile and leave his room, slipping on the mask again before you go. Waiting outside the door are all the teen heroes. You smile and say, “Speedy, Kid Flash, you have his back right?”

          Wally just grins and says, “Always Batmom, you know that.”

          You turn to the rest of his immediate team, “Thank you for taking such good care of my son. It’s good to see he’s made excellent friends.” They’re too stunned to say anything else. You leave the tower without another word. You reach home several hours later, to find Bruce waiting up for you despite the hour.

          “Jason asleep?” you ask.

          He just smiles and says, “Yep, he and Alfred baked cookies all day, and you know what a task master Alfred is when it comes to his kitchen.” He pauses before asking, “How’s our oldest son?”

          “Coming to dinner on Friday.”

          “He’s okay though?”

          You nod, “The picture of health, seems like he made some pretty good friends, too.”

Bruce just smiles and says, “Thank God.”

          You grab his hand, “Come on Caped Crusader, time for bed.”

          He come with you, wrapping an arm around your shoulders and says, “Bed sounds absolutely divine.”

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from Disney’s Beauty and the Beast (USA, 2017)
[x] the film’s tag

(Please excuse the crappy quality of the gifs, I will remake them once we have something better to work with.)

Can we please talk about how perfect Emma’s delivery of her lines is? In particular, her “I don’t know.” and later “I love you.”?

The whole post-dance dialogue is actually pretty amazing. The Beast clearly doesn’t want to tell her how he feels, certain she will refuse him. Then he glances back to the ballroom where his servants stood just a moment ago, the very same people who got into this shit because of him and still they help him and care for him, and he finally makes himself ask her if she could ever love him. And you can see that Belle is in no way dismissive of his feelings or his question, she knows by now that she cares for him, that there’s “something there”, but she cannot say she loves him back because she genuinely doesn’t know yet if what she feels is love.

And then, when the Beast dies in her arms, it’s plain from her face that her world just fell apart and she keeps calling him back, completely heartbroken, because her heart, her home, her everything is gone. And then she says “I love you”, it is a confession of a girl who just realized how deep her feelings actually are, she even sounds a bit surprised by it. Like I said, flawless delivery. <3

anonymous asked:

Headcanons for paladins reactions to their s/o that has to to dress up for a formal event. Technically the paladins are dressed up too. Maybe what happens if they match?

Originally posted by drisrt

Shiro

~  "uh, wow, you look amazing"

~ Shiro loves to see his S/o dress up, don’t get him wrong, he thinks his S/o looks amazing all the time, but seeing them dressed up makes him want to treat them like royalty. He’d love to match with his S/o, it tells people that they’re his and his only. He would wrap a protective arm around them is he noticed people checking his S/o out, just a hint of jealousy swarming in his chest.

Originally posted by voltronlover

Lance

~ “Well hello there beautiful, you look absolutely stunning in that”

~ Lance is constantly complimenting them, his S/o always looks stunning to him. He would always be touching them in some way, whether just holding their hand, or wrapping an arm around their waist. Lance would be ecstatic about matching with his S/o, he’d proudly walk around next to his S/o, telling the, they had to stay next to them or their outfits wouldn’t be complete.

Originally posted by odd-ballduo

Hunk

~ “You look wonderful”

~ Hunk is a blushing mess when he sees his S/o all dressed up, they already made him blush by walking in the room, but with them dressed up he isn’t sure how to feel. He compliments them and acts like such a sweetheart. He’d hold their hand throughout the event, only letting go so they could eat. He would love to match with his S/o, he’d be even more of a mess if they matched.

Originally posted by odd-ballduo

Keith

~ “breath taking”

~ Keith doesn’t usually care for appearance, but oh man when his S/o is all dressed up like that it makes his heart stop. He isn’t a fan on pda, so whenever he gets the chance his hands are on his S/o, telling them how amazing they look. Keith would be hesitant about matching outfits, but would agree if his S/o really wanted to. He’d actually enjoy matching a lot, gives him reassurance that his S/o loves being with him.

Originally posted by korraslight

Pidge

~ “wowza, you look fantastic!”

~ Pidge is in love with her S/o dressing up, she loves to see them all fancy and what not. She feels a twinge of jealousy, wanting to be the only one to see them all dressed up. Would definitely hold their hand and help them fix their hair during the event. Pidge would be down for matching outfits, she’d think it’s a cute thing that couples do.

skylions-den  asked:

“For the purposes of tonight, you and I will be taking on certain roles. You are not to break character under any circumstances lest you blow our cover, is that understood?” I saw the prompt and said damn I need Prinxiety for this one and I have no clue why.

IT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE FUNNY BUT IT IS SO ROMANTIC I CANNOT

Human AU

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“For the purposes of tonight, you and I will be taking on certain roles. You are not to break character under any circumstances lest you blow our cover, is that understood?”

Ann rolled his eyes, staring at Roman quietly, eyebrow raised.

“I just don’t understand why we have to do this?” he asked, narrowing his eyes at the fake glasses over his face. Logan’s shirt was too loose, his pants were too loose, and his tie too tight. Besides, he had his hair gelled and he hated it. Roman rolled his eyes, fixing Morgan’s bowtie and making his hair a little less perfect. “Why couldn’t they just come to this stupid party?”

“It is their honeymoon, Ann! We have to help our friends! Besides, Logan said it isn’t so important, but that doesn’t mean he can miss it. He is an important scientist” Roman said, and then sighed. “I don’t like the idea either, but we promised. Come on. It won’t be so bad”

“Not to you that has to look nice and smile all the time. I had to study for this” Ann said, groaning. “And you know how annoying it was to put this make up in you and in me so we look more alike them?!”

“Stop complaining. We just have to stay for two hours and we can leave. Come on” Roman said, taking Ann’s hand and taking him to Logan’s car. The younger man rolled his eyes but walked to the car behind the other, getting in the car and waiting Roman do the same.

Quickly, the two were in the parking lot of a huge business building, and they could listen to the songs from there coming from the main hall. Both stared at the building with wide eyes, surprised.

“This is… So… Wow” Ann muttered, and Roman nodded, eyes bright.

“I am just as surprised as you” he said, and then shook his head. “Come on. We need to get to the party so we can leave”

“Alright” Ann agreed, and soon the two were making their way to the hall, being received by butlers that took their coats and put them inside separated lockers. The two made their way inside, only to remember that they were portraying a part, and quickly Roman put his arm under Ann’s, making the other give him an uncomfortable look before they linked their arms together.

How they hated how much Logan and Morgan were affectionate around people.

“Are we going to act all lovely too?” Ann whispered, and Roman rolled his eyes before smiling again, very much like Morgan smiled all the time.

“If you touch me more than necessary I will kill you” he said, through his smile, and Ann chuckled quietly, nodding to a couple that walked by saying hello. Quietly, Ann guided them to an empty corner and the two stood there, unlinking their arms.

“This will be a nightmare” Ann said, and Roman rolled his eyes, fixing his fake glasses.

“It will be f-”

“Look who it is!” they heard, and quickly turned to see a couple approaching, the woman with a wide grin and the man with a smirk. Roman remembered the pictures Logan had given them to remember the important names, but he couldn’t remember it for anything in the world.

Luckily, he didn’t have to.

“Melissa” Ann said, politely, as the couple approached, giving her a nod and then to her husband. “George. Salutations”

Well, he was a better actor than Roman had thought he was.

“Melissa!” he squealed, in his best portrait of his overly excited friend, hugging her and luckily being hugged back. “I am so glad you could come!”

“No, I am glad that you could” she said, sounding honestly surprised. “You had told me that your honeymoon would be around this week. You were about to change dates?”

“Yes actually, we did, right Log?” he said, smiling widely to Ann, and the man nodded, fixing his glasses like Logan would.

“Indeed. It was a little problematic but we were able to change the dates” he said, smirking and nodding to George. “How is your research in molecule particles, George?”

“Oh no, they are talking work” Melissa said, rolling her eyes and tugging Roman away from the two men. “So tell me Mo, how is married life?”

“Well… It is a wonder” he said, slowly, keeping an eye on Ann, not really wanting to move away from him in fear of being discovered. “I don’t want to stay away from him for a second”

“You two were beautiful in your wedding day” she nodded, smiling. “I am so glad you finally found someone that really loves you. I haven’t been having the same luck” she sighed, looking at George annoyed. Roman frowned.

“What? You two seemed very happy together” he said confused, and she chuckled.

“A great façade, that is what it is” she said. “He wants my father’s money and has thousands of lovers. So do I honestly, we barely see each other” she sighed. “I thought marriage was more like a fairy tale”

“It should be” he said, suddenly forgetting about his role, taking her hand and frowning. “If it isn’t making you happy, you should stop pretending and get away from him. Build your life from zero. Be with someone you love”

“You are so incredible” she said, smiling sadly. “It really is amazing that you have someone that loves you so much and someone you love so much. How does it feel like? Loving someone?”

Well…

Roman looked over to where Ann was, acting serious and very alike Logan, but he could clearly see the annoyance in his eyes even from afar, he noticed how uncomfortable he was by the way he leaned away from George, how he wanted to leave the party by the movements of his fingers on his back. He was so Ann, Roman couldn’t understand how anyone was buying his role.

“Well… It feels… Like you know everything about them” he said, blinking slowly when he saw a small smirk appearing on Ann’s face, and he wondered why. “And also discovering something new all the time. It is wanting them to hold your hand but knowing that if they let go, it won’t be for long and that you have nothing to worry about. It is…” he muttered, stopping when Ann sent him a glance from the corner of his eyes, and suddenly relaxed, as if he had turned just to make sure Roman was still there. “Is to trust someone with your life and be trusted in return. But honestly… It is being able to talk about love as if you were really… in love” he whispered, voice breathy as everything in his head clicked and he blushed, deeply, staring as Ann turned away from George and walked to him and Melissa with George right next to him.

“Love, shall we eat something?” George asked as he approached, taking Melissa’s hand, and she nodded, staring with a fond smile to Roman as he woke up from his trance.

“Yes. Morgan and I have talked enough” she said, contently, and walked away, making Ann raise his eyebrow, confused.

“So, the talk was nice?” he asked, and Roman took a deep breath, looking away and nodded.

“Yeah, yeah. It is really warm in here. Can we go get some water?” he asked, and Ann shrugged, linking their arms and guiding Roman away from their corner, right to the bar on the other side of the hall. Roman stared at their arms and focused on the feeling, suddenly craving for more and not knowing how to say it.

Ann would never want to be with him. Ever.

A little further into the party, almost at the time to leave, Roman and Ann found a few more of Logan’s friends in the party, one of them being a very drunk lady that did not stop saying that they were her favorite couple from that entire boring party.

It took a minute for the rest of the less… genius friends to start shouting “Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!” at them, and suddenly most of the hall was screaming with them, making both Roman and Ann extremely embarrassed.

“You know they would do it right?” Roman muttered to the younger, who groaned and looked back at him.

“You won’t kill me, right?”

“Obviously not, they are asking for it”

Ann nodded and swallowed thickly before taking Roman’s waist on his hands and pulling him closer, kissing him and making the room explode in cheers. Roman took a second to answer, but slowly his hands went up Ann’s hair and pulled him closer, the party’s sounds disappearing as he focused only in the way their lips locked so well, how their bodies fit together like puzzle pieces, how extremely cliché he was being and how incredibly nice he was feeling.

Soon, however, the kiss ended, and the two stood there, staring at each other with wide, surprised eyes. Ann’s cheeks were pink, and his own body was trembling a little at the feeling lingering.

“They are so in love” one of the guys in the crowd said, and at that, both Roman and Ann pulled away, quickly, suddenly forgetting their roles and being completely dazed. Realizing that Ann wouldn’t say anything, Roman smiled widely to them, blushing.

“Well, I think that’s enough for today! We will be leaving now!” he said, happily, and that seemed to wake Ann from his frozen state, both doing their best to say goodbye quickly and rush away from that party, almost forgetting their coats before they left.

They walked to the car in silence, but when they reached it, they stared at each other, breathless and shaking.

Roman needed to feel that again. So he stepped forward, going for a kiss, before he was stopped by Ann, the younger man putting a hand over his chest, shakily.

“Ro…” he breathed out, looking at him, eyes wide, unsure. “What… What happened… Was it me or…”

Roman stared at him for a while, surprised by the question, before he took Logan’s glasses off his face and Morgan’s off his own, before undoing Ann’s gelled hair the best he could to leave it over his eyes and pulled him closer by his collar.

“You. Definitely you” he breathed out, and kissed him again, harder this time, and Ann melted against him, kissing him back and pulling him closer by his shirt.

In the end, they didn’t need a cover to pretend they were in love.

Bellamy Blake Imagine: Too Stubborn

Requested

Prompt: 26-”Come over here and make me.”,
12-”Quit it or I’ll bite.”

Summary: Bellamy and reader have feelings for each other, but are too stubborn to admit it so they instead keep pissing each other. However Octavia and Clarke wouldn’t just let it go and send them on a mission hoping it would force them to admit what they feel for each other.

Word count: 2020


Originally posted by dailyskypeople

Y/N’s POV

“Put it down before you hurt yourself,” I rolled my eyes at the sound of Bellamy’s voice in which I could practically hear him smirking.

“Shut up before I hurt you,” I retorted not bothering to look at him because I knew exactly what I would find, him standing there with folded arms and amused look on his face.

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Game Day

Pairing: Stiles x Reader

Author: @ninja-stiles

Words: 2263

Authors Note: I wanted to make a Stiles imagine for @rememberstilinski and @sarcasticallystilinski‘s Lacrosse Week, so here it is! I hope you guys enjoy. I want to thank @dylanobsessed for editing it for me! 

Originally posted by maliatatelenagilbert

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Loved you first

Request: i dont know if you’re taking request but would be awesome if one day you make an imagine of a love triangle between the reader, theo and brett talbot, love your imagines💕


A/N: I decided to write this imagine based on the song “Loved You First” by One Direction. Hope you enjoy!!


Pairings: Theo X Reader X Brett

Word Count: 909 words 


Brett’s POV

Girl, that should be me driving to your house,
Knocking on your door, kissing you on the mouth,
Holding on your hand, dancing in the dark
‘Cause I was the only one who loved you from the start.


Me and Y/N have been best friends since childhood, we went to same elementary school. When we reached primary school her parents decided to move to Beacon Hills, the place we lived is close to Beacon Hills and our families were friends so we met very often.

But that soon changed when we were in high school, all the studying, partying and all other reasons made us so busy that we hardly met, we drifted apart, though we occasionally chatted and called each other.

Anyway, I was visiting Beacon Hills because of some supernatural related stuff, I’ve been staying here for few days now, and this trip made me dumbfounded. Y/N was dating Theo Raeken.

Currently we were all in Scott’s house, he was throwing a party. Almost everyone from the school came. Everyone’s dancing, drinking, chatting and having fun but here I am holding a drink, eyes fixed on Y/N, who’s currently dancing with Theo.

Theo whispered something in her ear and she started laughing, God, how beautiful she looked.

“Uh guys, I’ll head home now, Theo’s driving me so see ya all later!” Y/N said after.

“Okay, good night.” Lydia smiled and everyone bid them goodbye.


But now when I see you with him it tears my world apart.

I smiled weakly at her. I couldn’t help but imagine, that’d should been me.


Because I’ve been waiting
All this time to finally say it
But now I see your heart’s been taken
And nothing could be worse.
Baby, I loved you first.

We were at Liam’s place, discussing a plan to survive the next attack in Beacon Hills. 

“That’s it for today guys.” Scott concluded.

“Let’s order some takeouts.” Malia said.

“Yes!!” We all said. 

“Hey, Y/N you forgot your best friend seems like.” I pouted.

“No way Brett, c’mere.” She replied patting the seat beside her on the couch, Theo was sitting on her other side, gripping her waist.

I sat there and we began to talk.

“Babe I will be right back, I need to ask Stiles something.” Theo said to Y/N before getting up. He gave Y/N a small kiss on the forehead and left.

“You seem really happy.” I said to Y/N.

“Yeah, I’m the luckiest ya know, he’s such an amazing guy, and the only best thing in my life right now.” She said having a big grin on her face.

I smiled at her softly, seeing her happy makes me happy, cheesy I know, but it’s how it is. Though I wish that was me who owned her heart.


Had my chances,
Could have been where he is standing.
That’s what hurts the most.
Girl, I came so close
But now you’ll never know,
Baby, I loved you first.

I always wanted to confess my love to Y/N, especially from the time we were in high school, I even had few chances but I chickened out at the last moment every time. I was scared of her reply and didn’t want to ruin our friendship.

I wish I told her how I feel, now she’ll never know. I just watched as Theo came back and cuddled Y/N.


I never understood what love was really like
But I felt it for the first time looking in your eyes.

Each passing day I felt my heart break more, I know I should be happy for her, but it pained me seeing her with someone else. 

I still remember the first time when I realized she was the one, I was helping her learn how to ice-skate, during our break before high school,  I saw her nervously learning, afraid to fall. I assured her many times I will not let that happen, after that the smile she gave me made me weak in my knees.

Y/N is….

First girl who made me feel like this 
Heartbreak, it’s killing me,
I loved you first – why can’t you see?

I guess I have to just accept the reality and continue loving her secretly and making sure that she’s always happy. Theo is the luckiest guy ever.

Currently me, Theo and Liam were in the woods, trying to find any clue about any new threat.

“I’ll check the place by the lake,” Liam said to us.

“Good idea.” Theo nodded, after Liam left, Theo and I began our search,

“You really love her, don’t you?” Theo suddenly said.

I was taken aback,”what are you talking about?”

“Your love for Y/N.” He said.

“Is it that obvious?” I replied trying to pretend I’m busy looking for a clue, but in reality I just wanted to end the discussion of this topic.

“Yes,” Theo mumbled.

“Do you love her?” I asked Theo.

“A lot, she makes me the happiest.” He said fondly.

“You’re really lucky you know that?”

He smiled.

“But don’t you dare ever hurt her, I will make you suffer if you do.” I warned him.

“Never, I would rather die.”

That guy sure do love Y/N a lot, but above all the biggest regret I will have is she’ll never know I loved her first.

Anything Can Happen In The Next Half Hour - One

Spencer Reid x Reader

Spencer was exhausted, but he couldn’t sleep. He’d been lying in bed for an hour trying to convince his body to give in to the darkness but he just couldn’t shut off.

Sighing, he pulled out his cell. It was a long shot, it was 2am after all. But he wondered whether she’d be online still. The mysterious woman he’d started talking to five weeks ago on chatzone. Reid had made a profile on the site after overhearing Penelope telling JJ that she’d met her latest beau on there. Garcia was Pink-oracle, Reid had accidentally come across her online one night, and had quickly exited that chat room. He hadn’t uploaded any photos but he wasn’t taking any chances on Penny working out who Drblackjack21 was.

One evening he’d taken the plunge and private messaged a woman he’d been speaking with casually in a literary lovers chat room. Trancedancequeen was her screen name and she’d made a few casual remarks about one of his favourite authors and they’d struck up a banter. She was 28 and lived in the D.C area, which was intriguing for Spencer to know. Not that he’d ever end up meeting anyone from the internet…. Although, it had worked for Garcia, so who knew.

Trancedancequeen and Dr blackjack21 had fallen into easy conversation with each other, and most nights when Spencer logged in, she was there. A few times he’d beat her to it, and there were occasions that they missed each other, just leaving the odd offline message for each other which they’d respond to when they logged in. It was…. nice. Spencer found himself being bolder and feeling more confident speaking to this woman from behind a computer or cell phone screen, depending on what he was using. They shared similar interests in TV, films and literature and this woman didn’t seem bothered when he told her that he worked away a lot. She was apparently out of town a lot too, on business trips, although neither of them had shared what they did with each other.

The past few chats he’d had found himself engaging in what one could construe as risqué conversation. Not anything too bad, but Trancedancequeen had made a comment about finding a certain celebrity attractive, and then the conversation had turned from there into what their types were physically. TDQ had told Spencer she had long brown hair and green eyes, she was slim but curvy at the same time according to her description, and she liked tall guys with nice hair and nice lips. Not that her physicality mattered to Spencer too much, but she DID sound attractive. When Reid had described himself to her, she’d responded with, “You sound like just my type,” and then had proceeded to throw some flirty comments his way. At first he wasn’t sure how to respond to them but he just decided to throw caution to the wind, and go with it. He’d been talking to her earlier but had logged off to try and get some sleep, he didn’t have to go to work tomorrow but he’d felt exhausted after the week he’d had. But his brain was unable to rest. Logging back into the app, he was surprised to see the little light by her icon, a cartoon of a grinning kitten, flashing; signalling she was still online. He clicked the private message option.

Drblackjack21: Hi. Can’t sleep. Guess you couldn’t either.

TranceDancequeen: Nope… Can’t get my brain to stop thinking about work. Long week. Won’t bore you.

Dr: I don’t think you could ever bore me.

TDQ: Oh hush now. Smooth lines like that combined with the bottle of wine I’ve drank, and I’ll think you’re flirting with me.

Spencer grinned to himself and shifted on the bed.

Dr: What if I am?

TDQ: Then by all means, flirt some more. Wuu2?

Reid had initially had to Google the shorthand text speak that she’d used sometimes, not being used to it.

Dr: I’m lying in bed. I’m not really that good at flirting though.

TDQ: I’m in bed too. And I’m sure you are, you perhaps just don’t realise it.

Dr: Really, I’m not. Trust me.

TDQ: We’ll see. If you think you’re bad at flirting, how are you at sexting?

Spencer’s jaw dropped a little and he paused, not quite knowing how to respond.

TDQ; Shit, I’m sorry. I blame the wine. Unless… Of course, you want to?

Dr: Erm, I’ve never actually done it before…. But, I’m willing to try?

Spencer couldn’t believe he’d wrote that, he’d be terrible at this and she’d probably never end up speaking to him again. But….

TDQ: Alright…. So I’m lying in bed in my pink panties and a camisole. If you were lying with me, what would you do.

TDQ: PS - it’s that simple, but if you don’t want to then we can talk about something else.

Okay. Reid could do this.

Dr: If I was lying next to you (in nothing but my blue boxers), I’d start running my hand up and down your arm before moving your hair to one side and kissing your neck softly.

TDQ: I’d shiver at your touch and move my body closer to yours, my nipples hardening through my top at the feeling of your lips on me.

Fuck. She wasn’t wasting any time here. Spencer typed out a reply, thinking quickly. If he was with her, what would he actually do, that was all he had to write.

Dr: My hand drifts drift over to your chest, my fingers gently catching on your nipples, my lips moving lower.

The conversation went on in a similar vein for a while, Spencer feeling his dick growing hard and swapping his cell so the he could type with one hand, lightly palming himself with the other.

TDQ: I stroke up and down your length slowly, gripping you as your hands explore between my legs, feeling how wet I am.

Another message flashed up: click to view attachment.

Spender clicked it.

Jesus fucking christ.

The camera was at such an angle so that it showed the neck down only. She was holding her arm out and the photo showed her lying on her bed, the covers thrown off. The camisole she’d described was pulled down, exposing a pair of full, pale breasts with hardened pink peaks to the camera. The hand that wasn’t taking the photo, was between her legs, inside her underwear. Spencer groaned, licking his lips at the image. That was sexy as hell.

TDQ: You like?

Dr: Fuck…. I love.

TDQ: What about this one?

Another attachment appear and Spencer clicked it. It was a close up photo of her underwear, her legs spread. Spencer could see the discoloration of the fabric and his dick twitched when he realised why.

TDQ: See what you’re doing to me, doctor?

Dr: Oh fuck, I see. God, if I was there with you, I’d have to taste that.

TDQ: The question is…. What am I doing to you…

Could he? Fuck it. Spencer pushed his boxers down and took his cock into his hands, switching to camera mode and snapping a photo of his erection.

It didn’t look too bad…not that he really knew how a dick pic should look. Was there a certain etiquette to it?

Here’s to nothing. Spencer sent it.

TDQ: Oh my! Well…. I think I’d quite like to get my lips around that. Imagine them gliding up and down your shaft.

Spencer moaned as he imagined a brunette head of hair bobbing up and down on his dick as he slid his hand up and down it, feeling pre cum gathering at the tip. Typing was becoming a problem now, but he managed it anyway.

Dr: It would feel so good. I’d want to feel those wet lips on mine so I could make you feel the same way.

TDQ: Fuck, that sounds amazing. Grinding on your face as I suck you off. I’m so nearly there.

So was Reid. He was pumping faster now, going back to looking at the images she’d sent him.

Dr: I’d suck your clit in between my lips, rolling it with my tongue, feeling how wet you are for me.

There was a pause in her reply this time, but Reid could see that she was still online. He used that pause to his advantage, stroking himself harder, his hips bucking off the bed slightly as he felt the pressure begin to build up. Making sure his cover was clear of himself, he let the pressure release, feeling hot liquid spilling out onto his tummy just as another message flashed up.

TDQ: Fuck me….I just came so hard thinking of your head between my legs.

Reaching into his bedside drawer, Reid pulled out some baby wipes and quickly cleaned himself up, before typing back.

Dr: God, me too. That was… Wow.

TDQ: Yep… I suddenly feel ready to sleep. I don’t… Erm. I don’t normally do that by the way. Not on here. Thank you. It certainly released some tension. I’m logging off now. Speak tomorrow?

Dr: I’m glad I could help. And same. I’ve never done anything like that. Definitely speak tomorrow.

TDQ: Night night doctor.

He saw her light flash off to signal she’d logged off, and he did the same, settling down now feeling somewhat relaxed.

When Spencer awoke the next morning he logged straight back into chatzone. She normally wasn’t online so early at the weekends but he thought he’d give it ago.

She wasn’t online, but he could see she’d left him a message an hour ago.

TDQ: Hey. I’m probably overstepping a line here but, we both live in the same area and…. Well, I think that maybe we’d get on in real life. Would you maybe… Want to meet? I’m not a serial killer, I promise :)

Spencer hesitated before replying. He did get on with her, and last night was hella hot. And… Well it had worked out for Penelope. But it was completely out of the ordinary for him. But then again, so was last night. Maybe he did need to start taking some chances.

Dr: Okay. We can do that. I’m free this weekend, just name a time and place.

Spencer set his phone down, checking or every half an hour or so as he went about his morning errands. Finally at around 11am, he logged on to see she’d replied.

TDQ: Excellent. There’s a book cafe on second? Mutal ground. I can be there for 2pm. I’m feeling a daytime meet, just to make sure. :)

Spencer knew the place, and could see that she was still logged in. The message had only been sent three minutes ago.

Dr: Sounds like a plan. How will I known its you?

TDQ: I’ll try to get the booth in the corner and I’ll wear a dark purple sweater with silver stars on it. If we get on as well as I think we will, I’ll tell you my real name and give you my number.

Dr: Alright, I’ll be wearing a green duffel coat with a purple scarf. I’ll see you soon.

Spencer was nervous, so extremely nervous. He couldn’t believe he was doing this. He pushed open the door of the cafe, inhaling the mixture of caffeine and books, and looked around.

She’d said she’d try for the corner booth so he made his way to the back, scanning the room for someone with brown hair and a purple sweater.

He could see a young woman sitting in the booth, chocolate brown hair loose over her shoulders and as he approached, he could see silver stars glittering on a purple jumper. She looked up from her phone which she’d been studying, tapping away, and then locked eyes with Spencer just as he reached the table.

It was only then he realised that he knew this girl.

Extremely well in fact. They’d worked together for the past eighteen months.

Her eyes raked over him, taking in his green duffel coat and purple scarf and Spencer saw her mouth form into an ‘o’ as she came to the same realisation just as he did, blushes forming on both of their cheeks.

“Shit!” were the first words Y/N said to him.

Amelia (Part 2 of 3)

MASTERLIST | Part 1

Pairing: Lin-Manuel x Reader

Summary: Meet Melissa.

Note: (I’m not sure what time it is for you guys but I need to go to class so I’m posting this early-ish? Sorry yo)

So..?? You guys have been crazy wonderful and supportive about part one and I’m stupid emotional about it?? I was low key terrified to post it bc I hadn’t posted any writing in so long but y’all are incredible and I don’t deserve you holy wow.

Anyway, here’s PART TWO uh oh here we go. I think it goes without saying that this wouldn’t exist without Taryn’s help but also like THIS WOULDN’T EXIST WITHOUT TARYN’S HELP.

enjoy the trash!

Word Count: about 12k whatever (I promise part 3 is less obnoxious)


Late nights working at the bar usually left you exhausted beyond belief, barely able to make it to your bed before you collapsed and passed out until the incessant buzzing of your alarm woke you up just a few hours later. You hated your job. You hated the low-cut uniform and the creepy men you had to serve with a smile. You hated the late hours and the shitty pay.

You hated it, and so you were trying to consistently sleep off the grimy film that shifts at the bar always left on your skin.

This night, however, was different. On this night, you barged back into your apartment after your shift ended at two in the morning with your mind already racing and fingers itching for a pen to start writing things down. You pulled out a crumpled wad of napkins that you’d started jotting ideas, facts and figures onto throughout the night and started transcribing them in more detail into a notebook on your desk– a notebook you hadn’t touched since the last time you had started planning a gallery display.

You stayed up all night, doing research and thinking through logistics and never tiring as you worked towards something for the first time in two years.

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anonymous asked:

oh but does lilia talk to yuuri who is falling apart bc they just can't have a baby... and she knows, she knows

OH BOY SO, considering the tone of your ask you might already know this, but I headcanon Lilia being infertile (A fact which she only discovers after years of her and Yakov trying to conceive a child). I know that it might be overplayed, the idea that a strong female character is defined by her ability to have children and is therefore Less Than Human if she can’t, but that’s not how I see it with Lilia. 

I think Lilia wanted to have a child because she wanted Yakov to have a child. I think she watched him for all those years with the kids he coached, knowing that he would make an amazing father–and knowing that the world needed more fathers like Yakov Feltsman. I think that Lilia’s sense of self-worth is very closely linked to her ability to command control of a situation, and also her proficiency in any given task. I think that discovering that she couldn’t have children, didn’t even have the choice to have one, really bothered her and continues to bother her to this day.

So yeah. I can definitely imagine a conversation on the subject between Yuuri and Lilia. Possibly not because either of them really instigated the conversation–Yuuri would be too shy or intimidated, and Lilia isn’t…good with emotions–but because Lilia, for all her flaws, can tell when someone is hurting–especially when that hurt is being broadcast so loud that it can be heard for miles in every direction.

I think it probably starts because Yuuri does something like asks to stay late in the studio, or stays on the ice long after everyone has left, even Viktor. Maybe it even starts because she notices some distance between them, between Yuuri and Viktor who love each other more than anything else in the entire world, and for a moment can see cracks that look just like what began the wide, gaping fissure that would become of her and Yakov’s marriage. 

“He’s doing his best,” she probably says to Yuuri, standing straight-backed and cross-armed as she watches him dance or skate. “For someone who can’t understand what it’s like, he’s doing his best.”

Yuuri stares at her for a moment, and she sees the exact moment he chooses not to bullshit her, and just accepts the fact that she knows what’s going on, and has for awhile. 

“I know,” he says then. “He–he’s trying. And he’s upset too, so I shouldn’t be acting like I’m the only one affected, but…”

“It feels like a personal failure,” Lilia says, nodding. “I know. I wish I could tell you that it stops feeling that way.”

Yuuri bites his lip, looks down at his hands, adjusts his cuff. “I didn’t know that you…”

“You wouldn’t,” Lilia says. “Yakov and I…had stopped. By the time Vitya came to train with us. And we kept our private lives private, so it’s unlikely he would have known even if he’d arrived years earlier.”

He nods, slowly, contemplatively. “Vitya and I aren’t very good at that, are we? Keeping things private.”

“You’re not,” Lilia says, not unkindly. “But you’re young, and you aren’t constrained by the…conservatism that Yakov and I were in our youth. You’re free to show your happiness. And your sadness.”

“Has everyone noticed?” Yuuri sighs, and Lilia sees his deeply-ingrained sense of shame crawl across his face–the consequence of growing up in the society he grew up in, Lilia supposes. It can be refreshing. Viktor has no shame at all.

“I don’t think it’s as noticeable to someone who doesn’t understand what’s happening,” Lilia says. “And the others are so young. They may just think you aren’t feeling well.”

Yuuri clears his throat. “I–um…they put me on some pills…after…um, it’s just to make sure that–everything…” He presses a hand to his mouth, stares at a spot over her shoulder as his eyes go wet. “I can’t…”

“Ah,” says Lilia. It’s worse than she thought. “When did it happen?”

Yuuri drops his hand, swallows hard. “June,” he whispers. “I wasn’t very far along. Ten–um, ten weeks at the most. My hormones aren’t, um, going back to normal though, so they…I’m taking something for it.”

Lilia, who has never been good with emotion, knows that saying, “it’s not your fault,” is the last thing someone wants to hear, but she says it anyway. Because perhaps it’s what he needs to hear.

“Vitya thinks it’s his fault,” Yuuri mumbles.

“Sperm can often be the cause for infertility,” Lilia says. “Low sperm count or weak sperm–”

“You can pour as much water into a cup as you want,” Yuuri mutters. “But it won’t hold any of it, if it’s cracked.” He raises his eyes, and Lilia wishes she didn’t understand the emotion in them–wishes with every fiber of her being that it wasn’t an expression she hadn’t seen in the mirror every morning for years. “I was pregnant. I’m not, anymore. That doesn’t–that doesn’t have anything to do with Viktor.”

“Then let him mourn with you,” Lilia says. “Mourn together and then, when you’ve regained your strength, try again. Gold medalists don’t quit when they fall, Yuuri Katsuki.”

Yuuri’s mouth opens, a look of gentle incredulity which then softens into confusion, and then consideration. He tugs at the shirt over his stomach, another gesture Lilia remembers well from being a much younger woman, and then murmurs, “Thank you, Madam Baranovskaya.” 

“I’ll leave you,” Lilia says, because she can tell he wants to be alone–but he would never say it to her.

“Thank you,” he says again, even softer.

In the morning, Viktor calls both himself and Yuuri in sick.

“What does he expect me to do with their students?” Yakov roars to the rafters of his office. “If that boy is playing hookie–”

“Katsuki had a miscarriage recently, did you know?” Lilia says, cutting off his tirade at the bud. She’s always found his temper to be deeply tiresome.

Yakov stares at her, slack-jawed. “No, I didn’t,” he mumbles after a moment.

“I told them to take the day off,” Lilia tells him then. “They need to mourn, Yasha. They weren’t mourning. We both know what happens when you don’t mourn.”

Yakov sighs, and taps a pen on the desk, and stares at a picture frame that has been face-down on his desk for years, but has never been moved.

“Yes,” he says. “We do.”

anonymous asked:

Shallura hcs?? Do u have any??

Oh man, I haven’t actually thought about what my own Shallura headcanons would be, because I adore everyone else’s. So, I’m sure mine are very similar. Or mine aren’t nearly as good. LOL. But here are some:

- Allura gradually starts teaching Shiro new constellations he can look for out in deep space to help ground him, just in case he’s without his lion (after he comments that he doesn’t recognize any outside of the ones he learned on Earth, and feels lost because of it)
- Shiro definitely has a thing for Allura being taller than him. It takes him awhile to tell her, but after he does, she takes full advantage to make him flustered.
- He also loves that she’s incredibly strong. He probably had a crush on Wonder Woman as a kid, and Allura is literally his WW.
- Shiro gets Allura something sparkly–maybe some kind of hair clip or a necklace. She wears it all the time.
- When Shiro’s too lost in thought and has his arms folded, or has an intense expression on his face (during downtime), Allura copies him until he notices and it makes him smile.
- Shiro falls for Allura first. Hard.
- He’s absolutely oblivious to her reciprocating these feelings at first, because how can this powerful, beautiful, amazing alien princess see him as more than just her teammate?
- Allura just wants him to kiss her, goddamn it
- She ends up kissing him first
- Both Shiro and Allura have trouble sleeping at night because of nightmares, or general restlessness, and often bump into each other on the observation deck, kitchen, etc
- Shiro brushes and braids Allura’s hair one day after she asks him to. At first he has no idea what he’s doing and makes the worst hair style ever™, but eventually he gets pretty good at braiding
- When Shiro’s asleep, sometimes Allura will braid tiny sections of his bangs and see if he notices.
- He doesn’t. The other paladins tease him.
- He doesn’t mind.
- Shiro doesn’t realize he stares at Allura with a dopey little smile when she’s doing the most mundane tasks
- It only gets worse when they finally get together.
- Shiro and Allura exchange their favorite things about Earth and Altea when they have downtime
- Shiro misses Earth food the most (space goo is an improvement over prisoner food at least, but he never complains) and rambles on and on to Allura about all of the delicious foods he’ll have her try once they visit Earth
- One of the first things he has her try is soda–which she raves about because the bubbles from the carbonation tickle her nose
- Cotton candy blows her mind though (think Starfire lmao)
- Allura doesn’t understand chopsticks at first
- “Earth has sporks, doesn’t it?”
- Allura admires how punctual Shiro is about everything
- But she adores it when he’s laid back and can take a breather, and make mistakes.
- Allura thinks human ears are hideous, but Shiro’s are the exception
- One day Shiro tells Allura that his real name is Takashi Shirogane. But he isn’t sure he can ever go back to using that name because there’s so much weight behind it; he feels like he isn’t the same old, Galaxy Garrison golden boy after everything that’s happened. She assures him that despite how much he’s changed, he can still be Takashi Shirogane.
- She doesn’t use it often, but she calls him Takashi in private. He totally appreciates it and melts when she does.
- They first fall asleep nestled up together on the observation deck after a long night stargazing with some tea, and talking quietly about Earth and Altea
- Allura is the first one to wake up and carries Shiro to bed (who’s dead asleep for once).
- It takes two days for Shiro to realize he fell asleep on the observation deck that night, and not in his own bed.
- It takes two more days for a flustered Shiro to awkwardly thank Allura, and she just laughs, because it took him so long.
- Shiro and Allura stay incredibly professional when it comes to their relationship, keeping it almost entirely a secret…until the other paladins catch on. (Or until they slip up).
- “Did–Did Shiro just kiss Allura’s forehead? Seriously, did anyone else see that.” - probably Lance
- Shiro confides in Keith about his crush on Allura. Keith doesn’t have much advice other than “don’t let her go” because he’s not good at relationships whoops
- Allura confides in Coran about her crush on Shiro, except she never directly addresses it (but Coran knows exactly who she’s talking about)
- Coran gives Shiro empty threats about hurting Allura, but he’s totally just pulling his leg, like the goofy Space Uncle he is.
- Shiro doesn’t know that
- Allura’s the only one strong and close enough to work out all of the kinks and discomfort in Shiro’s back
- He feels like silly puddy afterwards and didn’t realize just how stiff he was (in more ways than one, amiright?) … (*shot*)
- Sleeping next to Allura significantly helps with Shiro’s nightmares. It doesn’t fix him, but most nights he sleeps soundly
- One of the first few nights Shiro sleeps in Allura’s bed, he wakes up from a nightmare thinking he’s in the arena and accidentally attacks Allura. It catches her off guard and scares her, but she grows larger and secures him in a giant bear hug until he calms down
- He feels so, soooo guilty and apologizes over and over, but she assures him it’s fine.
- They stay like that all morning
- Shiro enjoys being the little spoon, but they always alternate.
- One night, while everyone is sleeping, Allura shows Shiro how to properly use the Altean pool.
- They have lots of fun™.
- Interpret that however you’d like.


That got way longer than I thought it would, oops. Lmao. Thanks for the ask, anon!!

anonymous asked:

Do you not feel like the way Mon-el treats Kara kinda is risky for the perpetuation of abusive behaviour in real life couples? Honest question to know what you think!

No I don’t think so. AT ALL. I’ve said it before and I will say it again. I experienced an abusive relationship and I find it so disrespectful that people call Karamel abusive, you have no idea. Because there’s nothing abusive or toxic about their relationship. I mean how abusive is he when he admires her, calls her amazing, always apologizes to her (I’ve never see her apologizing to him even when he was right about Jeremiah), says she is the reason he found his courage and wants to become better, wants to protect her from emotional distress, says she can literally never make a bad decision when she listens to her heart because she is the most moral person he knows and always knows what’s right, thinks she can make a difference and encourages her because she has so much to offer, acts like a puppy when he’s with her, asks for advice to be better for her and actually listens and follows said advice??? Someone who is abusive will discourage you, never apologize, always make you feel guilty, act like a victim, insult you, isolate you. Mon-El has done nothing of the sort. I also find it convenient that people never see that Kara has been as hard on him as he has been on her but double standards, right??

COUPLES ARGUE! That’s normal. We need to stop giving people the unrealistic expectation that they will find someone that will magically be perfect for them right away. It takes work and it takes sacrifice to make something work especially at the beginning and when people are young and inexperienced  but if both parties are willing to compromise and change then it is an healthy relationship and that’s what we see  Mon-El doing. He makes mistakes, learns from them and is willing to change and become better. 

EXO Reaction to being in a fashion event their crush is one of the main photographers

Xoxo, Admin A~

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Chanyeol:

*Literally stays the whole time where you are and does strange poses just to get your attention* “You see my nose here… ;);)”

Kris:

*Was definitely not expecting it* “I’m not ready… what if I don’t look good.. maybe she won’t take pictures of me… maybe she won’t see me.. probably doesn’t remember me… How do I get near her without making it seems I just want pictures… ah…” *Existential crisis*

Sehun:

*If someone knows how to get your attention… that’s him. Probably will be dorky but flawless because he’s the master of sass*

Tao:

*He recognizes you in the crowd and can’t stop looking at you* “Maybe I should go say hi… I want to ask her how she is… her number maybe… Okay I’ll stark smirking for her… maybe she’ll get close first…”

Kai:

*Stars panicking the moment he sees you* “OMG SHE’S HERE OMG WHY TODAY MY HAIR IS A MESS ME CLOTHES AHHH I DIDNT HAVE BREAKFAST AND I ALREADY WANT TO…. I NEED TO RUN… NEED MAKE MYSELF LOOK PRESENTABLE”

Xiumin:

*So glad he decided to wear that new suit he just got* “Thank got I didn’t listen to Baekhyun and came here in jeans… this is a killer… I’m proud of my decision” *YEs baby you look amazing go get the girl!*

Baekhyun:

*Literally becomes all squishy and all the boys start to fool around* “Oh come on stop… she’ll notice! I oon’t want her to know I like her… just yet! Hey! Don’t come crying when we meet the girl you like and I tell her!”

Luhan:

*Actually… he’s just there for you* “So… want to leave this boring event and have some fun with me somewhere else?”

Chen:

“YUSH! She’s here! This is my time! I will bring her home tonight! Wait… I need to fix my hair first…” *Baby wants to finally ask you out but… he’s nervous*

Kyungsoo:

*Probably the most awkward person in the whole event* “So…. where do I look now… Baek she’s staring… do I… move or… wait.. or… help me…”

Lay:

“Isn’t this ironic… how the only person that I want to photograph me is actually here… This must be my lucky day” *Maybe the start of a new love story*

Suho:

*Boy gets so nervous around the girl he likes* “She’s… I was not ready for this….” *Graphical description*

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