healing bruises

anonymous asked:

DA:2 companions react to Hawke and Fenris' baby

I… I love you for this anon. I am baby trash and I am Fenris trash. I am trash.

Aveline: She isn’t quite sure, at first, that they’ll be good parents, but she quickly changes her mind when she sees how careful and loving both parents are with their new baby. She knows that this kid is going to end up being as fierce as a dragon and their parents will love them more than anything. She’ll be around for when they run into trouble.

Merrill: She oohs and ahhs and makes funny faces to make the kid laugh. All she had to do was take one look at the happy, proud, sleep-deprived parents to know that this was going to be the best thing for them all. She frequently babysits and tells Dalish stories to get the kid to sleep.

Sebastian: The baby is a gift from the Maker, but the way Hawke and Fenris both look at the child is a miracle. Like Aveline, he wasn’t quite sure at first. Both of them have dealt with such loss and pain. Fenris especially has a tendency to be a bit antagonistic. Yet he could never question that they will be wonderful parents.

Varric: This is going to make for a crazy addition to his book! There’s no denying that this kid is probably simultaneously very safe and very in danger. Most of the city of Kirkwall would rise up in defense of their Champion’s kid, but there were also a lot of factions that might try to hurt Hawke and Fenris using their beloved baby. He starts paying off the Carta to keep an ear out for anyone who might hurt the kid.

Isabela: The sight of Hawke and Fenris with their new baby is the cutest thing she’s ever seen. She’s going to teach that kid how to hold their liquor and all the dirty limericks she’s ever known. And Auntie Isabela will always be around to help make mischief.

Anders: If the baby is biologically Hawke’s and Fenris’, he insists on being the one to deliver it. Even though he and Fenris don’t really get along, Hawke is his friend and he wants to do this. But even if the child is adopted, he’s always there to help. He’ll heal scraped knees and bruised elbows. He doesn’t think he’s ever seen Hawke so happy, and even Fenris smiles, so he’s going to do everything he can to make sure they all stay safe.

Bethany: She’s going the be the best aunt ever. Whenever she can find the time to visit her sibling, she’s there, holding the child and playing with them. She knows her sibling and Fenris both have issues, but who doesn’t? She knows from personal experience that this child will be loved and treasured forever.

Carver: He finds the concept of his sibling being a parent kind of strange. Somehow, he’d never really thought it would happen, maybe because of all the years when they had to essentially parent him. He feels kind of bad for that and he makes up for it by helping out with baby care in whatever way he can. If he’s a Templar, he spends most of his down time with the baby. If he’s a Warden, he sends back unique toys or interesting baby clothes from wherever he’s stationed. And he protects both his sibling and their kid from any threat.

Fenris: The first time he holds his baby, he’s terrified. What if he drops them? What if his lyrium can hurt them? What if he’s a terrible dad? But the moment the child is settled in his embrace, all thought flee except that he will protect this child with his life if he has to. He has a purpose now, and responsibility. He knows he’d do anything for his child. He grins at Hawke, wanting to share this feeling. He knows it’s going to be a bumpy road, but he also knows that they’ll make it. It’s going to be wonderful.

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Blue Hawke: They are going to nurture their child if it kills them. This baby is everything. They lean against Fenris, their baby snug in their arms, and they know everything is perfect.

Purple Hawke: They have a feeling that this baby is going to be a handful and probably take after them a little too much. If Fenris thinks one Hawke in the house is hard to deal with? Oh, just wait! It’s going to be amazing and overwhelming and crazy and perfect.

Red Hawke: If anyone so much as sneezes too close to their child, there will be hell to pay. No one will ever threaten their family, no matter what. They’ve lost too much. Never again. This baby is beautiful and they know Fenris will be there through it all, just as fiercely protective. This family will be perfect.

To feel unwanted is to count off the reasons
no one could ever love you,
And map them out across your life time.
So this time you can say it’s because you ask too many questions
or the next time it can be because you wear socks to bed. 
Or maybe that you’re too quick to fall for 
someone who hasn’t taken a step for you.

To feel invisible is to line your joints with paint
so that those who know you see
the places you break and bend.
That this bruise is healing.
This bruise has a long way to go,
And I am not doing too well either.

To feel forgotten is to pick up sand and 
see it fall between your fingers,
to count off the hours until you can fall asleep,
to pretend that your sadness isn’t really there
because no one else can see it.

To feel the aching is to leave a letter,
is to say, I follow rivers late into the sunset
to wonder how far I could float.

—  s.r., to feel unwanted
When you least expect it, life will pull the rug out from under you. So you’re left staring at the ceiling wondering how the hell you got there and how long it’ll take for these bruises to heal.
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Since we’re all going to spend the 10 days analysing facial features, might as well get my two pence in early on.

On the left: the original “subliminal” pictures.
On the right: my screenshots of the same facial features in the characters I think they belong to.

First one: Isak. Nose bleed easily. When you punch someone in the middle of the face, chances are the eyes are going to be affected as well. Bruising spreads and I doubt the person who hit him only touched the nose: fists are big blunt things. This looks like an healing bruise. The eye is half shut because of the swelling. The eyebrow matches Tarjei’s much more than Henrik’s (Henrik’s eyebrow hair are sparser and he doesn’t have that tuft of hair coming down the side of his nose. Finally: the eye is of a clear colour. Blue or green (like Tarjei’s and Henrik’s). Can’t be Yousef’s/Cengiz’s or Dickhelm’s/Thomas’.

Second one: honestly…who else has luscious brown hair like those? Who else gets them ruffled by his friends non-stop? Mikael. Yousef has much darker hair.

Third one: Sara. Easiest one, really. You can see at the teeth, nose, and chin.

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Liam Dunbar x Reader

Requested by @alphanerd5sos

Warnings: Sexual content, smut, nsfw.
Word count: 2 134

Request: Can you a write a Liam Dunbar smut where the reader and him are bffs and she asks him what to do when you have sex and they kinda have feelings after they do it??

A/N: With the combination of the one Anon asking for ‘First time with Liam’.


You looked back and forth between your books and Liam, who was sitting at his desk, writing down information you needed for your presentation next week in history class. He was shuffling his feet under the chair in the same rhythm he tapped the tip of his pen against his textbook.

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In the Heart of the Storm (Part 4)

Bucky x Reader

Summary – You are house-sitting for some friends on the Chesapeake Bay in the middle of a hurricane. Unbeknownst to you, you’re not alone. Takes place immediately following the events of Captain America: The Winter Soldier. 

Warnings – None

Word Count – 1,215

Notes – It feels so good to be writing again!  This is such a fun fic to write, lots of angst and drama.  I don’t know about you, but Bucky at this point in his timeline makes me a bit nervous. We know what he’s like at the beginning of CA:CW, but right now he’s still raw from the memory wipe and the fight with Steve.  As they said in CA:TWS, he’s “erratic and unstable.”  Who knows what he’s capable of, or what he’s going to do next!  I hope you’re enjoying this one and as always, I appreciate all of your feedback and questions!!!

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Previously:

When he’d finished, his hand went back to your bicep to lead you out of the room, but now that feeling had returned to your arms, the bruised flesh under his fingers was tender to the touch. You drew in a sharp breath as his eyebrows crinkled in confusion.  His left hand pulled your sleeve up as he stared at the bruises on your arm.  His right hand circled your arm again, this time just under the bruises as he brushed his thumb over the marks he’d left on your skin.  

The tenderness of the gesture had your eyes darting to his.  He was still studying the marks that he’d left on your skin, but when he felt your gaze on him, he lifted his eyes to meet yours.  “I’m sorry.  I didn’t mean to hurt you.”

He didn’t mean to hurt you? Those few words had hope billowing up inside of you.  If he didn’t want to hurt you, maybe you might just make it out of this ordeal alive.


 

He unlocked the door and instead of grabbing your arm, he placed a hand at the small of your back to lead you from the room.  The gesture was oddly intimate and had an uneasy feeling settling in your stomach. You couldn’t quite describe what you were feeling, but you knew it wasn’t fear.  After the way he’d cleaned and bandaged the cuts on your wrists, you were starting to think that maybe he wasn’t as dangerous as he’d appeared to be last night.

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Heart Of Gold

PAIRING: Peter Parker x Reader (Female)

(ANONYMOUS) REQUEST PROMPT: Reader comforting Peter with reassuring and loving words after being bullied by Flash Thompson.

WRITTEN BY: @spiderlingy / Krystal W.

WARNINGS: A bit of angst & fluff.

WORD COUNT: 1,971

PLEASE DO NOT PLAGIARIZE OR CLAIM THIS STORY AS YOUR OWN. REBLOGS ARE ALLOWED. REQUESTS ARE STILL OPENED. IF YOU WOULD LIKE TO BE TAGGED IN MY UPCOMING POSTS, PLEASE SEND ME A MESSAGE IN MY PRIVATE INBOX.

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    You calmly strutted through the laughter-filled halls of Midtown High School with your textbooks clutched against your chest, sparing a genuine smile to the students who waved in your direction. According to the teachers and students throughout Midtown High School, you were considered to be an intelligent and well-respected student. You had grades above an A in every class and did not mind tutoring another student. You were also well-known throughout the school due to your spot on the school’s swimming team. Being properly raised by your parents, you’d grown to be very lady-like, calm, generous, and warmhearted. You enjoyed brightening up a person’s day and helping a person in need. Doing kind gestures would make your heart flutter in happiness and satisfaction. You cared so much about helping others that sometimes you would even forget to help yourself.

    Shortly, you arrived at your locker and dialed the combination of the lock. Unlocking it, the first thing you saw was an old photo taped on the locker door—you smiled at the sight of it. The photo was of you and your best friend, Peter Parker. Your head rested on his shoulder, smiles displayed on the both of your features. The memorable photo was taken a few years ago. When his parents died, Aunt May and Uncle Ben had became his surrogate parents and took him in. When you found out about his parents’ death, you refused to leave his side. You two had been inseparable ever since. Even through the toughest times, Peter was always there for you as you were always there for him. It’s you and Peter against the world—together, you were invincible

      Most of the times, when you were over at Peter’s house, you two would just do homework, have deep conversations, or watch movies and cuddle next to each other wrapped in blankets. Aunt May would walk in to catch you two sleeping the night away together—cherishing the adorable sight by sneaking a quick picture. Aunt May and Uncle Ben were convinced that you and Peter were destined to be best friends, or even more, since the very start when you two had met in elementary school.

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12.10 coda. spoilers, duh. (ao3)

Dean knocks on the door quietly, not sure if Cas is gonna be in here or not. “Hey buddy, you awake?” 

It takes a moment before Cas’ deeper than normal voice answers back, “Come in, Dean.” 

He pushes the door open and offers Cas a small, if not awkward, smile. 

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remus never once asking tonks to change her appearance from whatever she wants it to be

tonks very gently and quietly bandaging and healing remus’s cuts and bruises the day after the full moon

remus giving a tiny smirk and happily giving tonks piggyback rides and carrying her bridal style whenever she accidentally and inevitably hurts herself tripping over one thing or another

tonks secretly loving remus’s grandpa style of clothing and going to mrs. weasley to try to learn how to knit cardigans and sweaters herself and fails terribly but remus wears whatever the outcome is with pride anyway

remus and tonks being totally badass and unstoppable in the missions they were sent on for the order and everyone secretly thinking they should hook up and rejoicing when they announced their marriage

REMUS AND TONKS (ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ*:・゚✧*:・゚✧

anonymous asked:

Can you do pynch for the ship thing please <3

YOU BET YOUR SWEET ASS I CAN 

(god FINALLY)

SEND ME A SHIP AND I’LL TELL YOU…

who is more likely to hurt the other?

I mean. Adam doesn’t usually get hurt by ronan so much as he gets annoyed. disappointed. pissed. He never lets ronan’s venom actually get to his veins, he’s too busy telling him how unnecessary the flash of fang is. ronan on the other hand. like. he’s easy to hurt. adam would never in his life want to hurt ronan (it’s his honest to god nightmare) but I think ronan works himself into such a despair at the smallest jealousies and perceived injustices that adam could make one careless comment and ronan would fixate on it

who is emotionally stronger?

ohhhh adam. it’s adam. He’s been dragging so much emotional rubble for so long that he’s built up a tolerance. strong is like The Most adam adjective that I can think of. ronan never had to get to adam’s level of detachment and dissociation bc the first 15 years of his life were gorgeous and easy, and he’s still growing into his protective shell. Adam had to be born in his

who is physically stronger?

it’s ronan tbH he has the upper body strength of a boxer and the broad shoulders of a lynch (but also adam has clever hands and muscular thighs from years of biking everywhere and he can handle himself)

who is more likely to break a bone? 

ouch. They’re both capital R Reckless when they’re together and they have some brutal years under their belts. adam has some poorly set knobbly fingers and ronan has an old snapped clavicle that took forever to heal and constantly bruised knuckles so like. idk. In the future, when adam parrish has escaped from his childhood prison, I’d like to think that they both get ugly minor injuries from doing joyful ramp and dolly and shopping cart type activities only

who knows best what to say to upset the other? 

surprisingly difficult question to answer bc I mean. It’s ronan. but is it? he systematically winds people up and adam is so deeply irritated by him that he straight up walks away, but also adam can be ice cold?? it’s so easy to get to ronan. They both fumble and call each other mean names when they want to compliment each other it’s a big mess

who is most likely to apologize first after an argument? 

holy shit would you believe neither??? the most stubborn humans on this earth!! record holders!! we got some emotional repression folks! hooooo boy

adam never starts arguments for no reason so he’s always thinking it through and coming to the conclusion that he’s in the right?? surprise he ain’t apologizing

meanwhile ronan can’t stop being cruel even though he knows it’s hurting people, it’s this vicious self-protective instinct that hurts so good and so wrong. and then his pride gets in the way once he’s cooled down. but he will come to st agnes on his knees and grab adam’s hand and try to make it clear that he’d step on his own pride on the way to adam’s door

who treats who’s wounds more often? 

sad & unfortunate :(( adam treats ronan’s solely bc ronan doesn’t know how the fuck to treat an injury and also ‘none of them wanted to hurt adam parrish’, so ronan’s got his stupid pointless anger related scrapes and adam’s got his anti-bacterial gel and they are a dream team

who is in constant need of comfort? 

neither of them come out on top here man. They’ve had some shared harrowing experiences, and some separate trauma that they’re trying to tell each other about (if their stories could just stop. sticking. when they try to say them out loud). in v different ways, neither of their families are families. Ronan doesn’t let himself fall asleep, and he doesn’t let himself go through things, and the repression starts to calcify into cruelty like it did right after his father died. adam can’t stop thinking about gansey on the roadside, and he can’t be touched some days, most days. he can’t stop swimming or he’ll die. He can’t keep swimming or he’ll die. The gangsey is a critical support system made of so many weak beams

who gets more jealous? 

are u fucking serious,,, it’s both of them pal. remember when every combination of his friends that didn’t include him made adam like. sick with jealousy. remember when ronan saw gansey talking on the phone with adam and wanted to put his hand through a wall. or when adam brought blue along on their quest and he spouted nasty shit the whole day. they both deeply want each others attention and they don’t seem to realize that they already have it? always?

who’s most likely to walk out on the other? 

ohh god. oh man. oh boy. Here’s the thing. adam’s gonna walk away from ronan, but he’s not gonna walk OUT on him. he’s going to walk away because he’s not on a leash, he’s gonna spread those beautiful fucking self-made wings. And ronan is too!! in his own time he’s gonna build his own spaces that aren’t the barns and he’s going to realize what home means to him and they’re both gonna walk out the door and back but never close it behind them

who will propose? 

a controversial topic! I’m on team adam for this one pals. I was on team ‘adam’s gonna kiss ronan first’ for a while before trk like a FOOL and I realized the error of my ways bc ronan is physical as fuck! and a risk-taker! of course he kissed adam smh. But a proposal? That’s a contract. That’s a speech. That’s a chess move. Ronan wouldn’t corner adam like that. Adam knows how ronan feels and more importantly he knows how HE feels himself, and I think one day ten years into their relationship the practicalities are gonna beckon and he’s gonna look ronan in the back of the head while he’s sleeping and roll over into the curve of his spine and tell him he wants a ring on his finger 

who has the most difficult parents?

omg… fuck off

who initiates hand-holding when they’re out in public? 

tactile bastards! both of them! ronan especially wants adam’s hands…., any which way he can get them. I mean. He will kiss adam’s hands when they’re at dinner at nino’s and he’ll hook their fingers together even for the 20 second walk from the BMW to monmouth’s front door like he LIVES FOR IT (adam feels nervy and exhilarated every time it’s gay)

who comes up for the other all the time? 

i mean they’re always together so they don’t really bring each other up. if they’re not together they’re with gansey/blue/henry or even fox way babes/vancouver crowd etc and those ppl get real tired of it real quick. adam usually keeps his ronan related musings to himself though like he has self-control unlike… R.N.L. himself

who hogs the blankets? 

ronan does tbh adam has never hogged anything in his life and ronan is a shit

who gets more sad? 

an unfair Q, man. They’ve both had a super rough time, especially right post-trk?? those few months are hard. Ronan cries a lot. Adam gets numb and far away a lot. They have a lot to be sad about. (But more to be happy about. They made it. They honestly just stare at each other and laugh breathlessly and touch foreheads and hands and scars and can’t believe their luck)

who is better at cheering the other up? 

I sorta said this with ronsey but I think ronan is THE BEST at doing dumb shit to take his mind off of things. Like all that stuff about making adam quiet and turning off the lists and anxieties in his head so that they can do smth mindless and dangerous? yeah that. memes and songs and poor decisions. depression whom?

who’s the one that playfully slaps the other all the time after they make silly jokes?

this never happens wtf they’re not really ‘playful slappers’ HOWEVER adam will glare at ronan so hard that it probably feels like a slap

who is more streetwise?

it reeeeally depends on your definition of streetwise?? Like if we’re talking survival it’s unquestionably adam. He can fix your car and bandage your wounds and figure out your taxes and make himself invisible and blend his accent into whoever’s around him. He’s wicked sharp and fast on his feet. But i mean. he can’t quite drive stick. and he wouldn’t be caught dead in the sort of underground that ronan ends up in. ronan is streetwise in terms of the actual street, and he knows the most brutal avenues a person can end up on, the real life nightmares that feel closest to the ones in his head. Ronan is smart enough to navigate the chaos, but adam is smart enough to avoid it altogether

who is more wise?

adam. easily. ronan is intelligent and instinctive and talented (or adam wouldn’t get him as well as he does) but adam is a genius and that look behind his eyes….. he’s lived about 1 billion times more than he should’ve by age 19

who’s the shyest? 

neither of them are shy exactly they’re just buried under 9 surface level personalities that you have to crack open with your bare fuckin hands

but if you met either of them in the hallowed halls of aglionby you would think adam was shy and ronan was a rampant fuckwad so based on appearance?? adam. he keeps his head down.

who boasts about the other more? 

as soon as adam is officially his bf ronan takes a ten year long victory lap he’s so embarrassing

who sits on who’s lap?

y’all. we all know ronan sits in adam’s. it’s a fact of life. he probably had a sexy dream about it when he was 17 and took his morning shower in holy water

The Death of Savannah Hardin

Little Savannah Hardin (9) of Kenowah, Alabama, was a bright and vivacious child who was the top of her class despite a fractured home life. Her parents were separated, and for much of her early life Savannah was shuttled between homes and caregivers. In early February 2012, Savannah was living with her grandmother Joyce Hardin Garrad, in a detached trailer with a big back yard. Since she began living with her grandmother, Savannah’s teachers noticed welts and bruises on her legs, and she was losing a lot of weight.

On February 10, 2012, Savannah accepted a candy bar from a friend as she rode home on the school bus. When Garrad found the chocolate wrapper she became enraged, as Savannah had a bladder condition that made her sensitive to caffiene. As punishment for eating the candy, Garrad ordered the nine-year-old girl to carry an armload of sticks and run non-stop circles around the yard.

This is gruelling exercise for a young child, and after forty-five minutes Savannah begged for a rest and a glass of water. Garrad instead shouted at her to run faster, and refused to give her a drink. Savannah’s stepmother was present the whole time, but did nothing to stop the abuse.

A neighbor of Garrad later said that Savannah was forced to run for over three hours before she collapsed. During that time Garrad screamed at her granddaughter to “keep running until you’ve learned your lesson”, and laughed when Savannah began to vomit and cry. When the little girl started to seize on the ground, Garrad pushed her inert body with her foot and demanded she get up. It was only when Savannah’s face turned blue that Garrad called an ambulance.

Savannah was rushed to hospital and put on life support, but tragically she died two days later, from dehydration and heart failure. Her emaciated body was covered in half-healed bruises, and she weighed just 63 pounds.

Joyce Hardin Garrad was charged with murder, and tried to defend her actions as “strict discipline”. The judge disagreed, and in 2015 Garrad was found guilty of capital murder. She is currently awaiting a hearing that will determine if she will recieve the death penalty.

In her lips
I taste healing
For the bruises that live
Beneath the surface of my skin.

In her lips
I taste understanding
I taste the loving
That is embodied in the person before me

But, in my lips
Does she taste the desperation
The craving for her touch
The need for her

In my lips
Does she taste home
Does she feel alive in every kiss

Or do you simply
Taste my lips
As skin
To rest yours for awhile

—  These are more than kisses

 ’‘Why don’t you heal them?“

’'What?”

“The bruises.” he says, voice low, green eyes staring intensely into grey . “Why don’t you heal them? You could.”

Draco’s eyes shift breaking the stare. It’s true. He does have bruises, bruises on his wrist, around his neck, on his hips. Brusises of passion. Bruises that Harry put there.

“It’s not like they hurt. What, should I remove them for vanity’s sake? Not pretty enough for you?”

He’s trying at sarcasm, but there’s tension around his mouth. He’s not fooling anyone.

Harry is quiet. He doesn’t even know why he asked.

He keeps his bruises too.

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jeeno2  asked:

Rebelcaptain -- finding the other wearing their clothes ;)

It’s been twenty days when Jyn finally picks the lock to Cassian’s room. It’s surprisingly easy, for a man so paranoid about security and watching his back, but Jyn understands when she gets in. The room is almost empty–a bed, a wardrobe, a desk. The bed is neatly made; the wardrobe closed, the desk clear. It’s like the first time Jyn had rifled through Cassian’s bag, before Jedha so long ago; nothing personal. A man who travels light. 

It’s not surprising–Jyn hadn’t expected hoarding here–but something in her is still disappointed. She’d wanted–something. Some remnant of him, because there’s nothing else in this base. K2 is with him, a small comfort when they’re both too deep for communications; she is fond of Bodhi and Baze and Chirrut but they aren’t Cassian, aren’t a part of him. They’re worried, after twenty days of silence, but Chirrut’s faith is absolute, and Bodhi’s belief in Cassian’s competence edges onto hero worship sometimes, and Baze’s cynicism has resigned him to the worst. They don’t understand this fear, twisting in her, fear and anger at the impotence of waiting. She’s waited before, for people who never came, and all she has is a crystal necklace to show for it. 

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Void Stiles x Evolved wolf!Reader

Warnings: Slight mention of the death of a nurse.
Word count: 539


The light started to flicker once he entered the lobby of the hospital, standing in the doorway with a condescending smirk as he searched for anyone’s eye contact. He soon found the nurse standing in the reception, browsing among the journals.

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She runs backwards and you have never seen her eyes

She tilts her head

and the sand pours down her spine. 

Her hourglass hips are a waste of time–

Hold her to feel what is slipping 

through your fingers. As the sun rises,

her eyes roll boulders

off of mountain peaks. They

say it is avalanche season. 

She sticks out her tongue

and you think of the purple

seen when a bruise is healing.