i feel that she's a little sunshine

Courage

Requested ages ago by @grace-for-sale​. Hope you like it!

Summary: AU in which Dean and Cas are both high school teachers. Dean has a crush, but no courage to do anything about it.

Word Count: 1600ish

Warnings: None. I wrote something without smut. What??


“You’re late, Mr. Winchester.”

“The bell was literally ringing as you said that, Lydia,” Dean smiles. “I think we can all let it slide.”

Lydia smiles back and starts sharpening her pencil in the sharpener by the door, where she’s clearly been waiting for him. “I can let it slide,” she agrees, “since you were just out there talking to Mr. Novak.”

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listen. Next door to me lives these baby twins and this morning when I was in the bathroom getting ready for work, I had the window open and I heard their mother singing to them. I couldn’t see it, only hear it. It was six am and the world was so quiet and dark and she sang You Are My Sunshine. And while she sang I heard her girls making their little sounds, trying to mimic her.

And I was struck with such a huge feeling of gratitude that I got to experience this moment. Like, I had sudden awareness that I’m here in the universe. I occupy space and time. And that’s such a good thing. My dudes, bad shit happens to us but wonderful things happen too! There could be wonderful things happening right next door!!!

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small diamaris from twitter

Kanan was with Chika and You that day and Dia had to play ‘big strong friend’

Mari thinks she did well

Happy Beginning

Damn this show and how it’s invaded my feelings.  Crying over my cereal this morning.  Sigh.

A morning drabble cause when it hurts, I write.  A little bit of fluffy sexy times for our Captain Swan.

Originally posted by captainswansource

He wakes to the dip of the bed beneath him, sunshine bright against his closed eyelids.  Giving a groan, he rolls and opens his eyes to find an angel sitting beside him.  She smiles, reaching out to lace her fingers with his and he can’t help but lift her hand to his lips, pressing a kiss above the set of rings she now wears.

Wife…she’s his wife and the memory of her in white, walking toward him with a smile on her lips has him grinning from ear to ear.

“What?” she asks, blushing as he presses his smile to the beat of her pulse, trailing his nose after it before dropping their hands back to the bed.

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The view of National City from Lena’s bed was by far one of Kara’s favourites.  There was a stillness that came with the the dimmed lights of 2 am offset by the solid thud of Lena’s heart as she slept.  Kara should have known from the light stutter and the soft sigh that Lena had woken.  But it wasn’t until Lena spoke, that Kara realised her sleepless habit had been caught.  They were silent, Kara listening to the rhythm of Lena’s pulse as she watched the lights of the city from the large window at the foot of the bed.

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Under Appreciated TFB Lyrics

“I’m stabbing at the thoughts only to see what’s bleeding while I’m tripping acid and you’re tripping mushrooms.”- The Wrong Way

“You and your friends feel free and you’re way too cool for me and you do drugs now and all your problems run so deep”- Taking My Uzi to the Gym

“I keep asking questions I will never know the answers to”- The Winds

“It’s okay to give up ‘cause nobody here could care less”- So Sick We’re Dead

“We are so dishonest with ourselves”- So Sick We’re Dead

“Keep yourself distant and remote, unhappy and alone”- So Sick We’re Dead

“Times were pretty good before they started to unwind”- Silver Shinbone (Bucket Song)

“Believe me I’ve tried, and what I found
Was what we have is nowhere near as good as what we should have by now”- Not Yet

“I’m fine, I’m alright, but I will never let it go”- Somebody Else

“I have no idea what you’re going through so I won’t act like I do”- Somebody Else

“If I tell you all my secrets will you tell me all your lies?”- Pale Beneath the Tan (Squeeze)

“He said no one’s going to listen until you mean every word you say”- Pale Beneath the Tan (Squeeze)

“We keep saying we’re unhappy and they keep saying that we’re fine”- Pale Beneath the Tan (Squeeze)

“Everything you’re feeling is common even though you’ve never felt so alone”- Rhode Island

“She says you gotta promise not to break no matter how far you are bent”- Rhode Island

“I wanna be stronger than your dad was for your mom”- Santa Monica

“If you need a little sunshine you can borrow some of mine. It’s okay if you’re unhappy, I would say before I leave her,
just take a look around there’s no one here that’s happy either”- Lonely Eyes

“If for some reason, you don’t feel like talking, I would just sit and enjoy your company”- Lonely Eyes

“Stop asking questions and learn to accept that the things that we have right now are the best things we’ve had yet”- Molly

“In this moment, I was pretty pleased with the person I was pretending to be”- Summer Shandy

“Well I’m staring at unfamiliar ceiling and I should leave ‘cause everybody here is tripping some new drug, except for me. WHY?! ‘Cause I don’t have the money”- More Than It Hurts You

“I am alone only half of the time, the other half I am only hiding”- Legit Tattoo Gun

“There’s a voice in the back of my head in the back of my head, says, ‘let 'em be just let them be happy.’”-Legit Tattoo Gun

“Whenever I’m alone or feeling lonely 
I pretend I can play the drums 
Inside my head”- Legit Tattoo Gun

“I need to stop playing out relationships
inside of my head because every one of my memories is filled with shit you never even said.”- If You’re Happy

“I’m scared I’m gonna die as lonely as I feel right now”- Lipstick Covered Magnet

“And this is only a cry for help, you said watch me fade away.”- If You’re Happy

“Today we could do something we would’ve never done before”- Jim Bogart

“Hey, Sweetheart, where’d you get those eyes? You think that I could have a pair?”- Just as Big, Twice as Swollen

“I should hug my friends more than I do”- The Distance That I Fell

“All the kids I used to spend my time with but now can’t stand seem to be dying”- The Bells

“She’ll go to church and pray to god one day but is she getting into heaven? There is no fucking way”- Carry Me Down the Street

“The end of the world makes me nervous because I, for one, have not found god yet or someone to fall in love with, rob a bank, shoot a cop with”- The Cops

“Don’t ask questions, keep your head down, learn your lessons, 'cause no one with money ever goes to jail”- Current Events

“Only the strong survive and that is only the biggest lie”- Current Events

“I shaved my head last night to start anew in a chapter I call without you and it’s going to be the best I’ve ever written”- Current Events

“Sometimes you get sad when we’re together because you’re not sure if you’ll miss me when I’m gone”- Everything I Own

“I get these strange phone calls at night with no one on the other side”- Flying Model Rockets

“I’m always focusing on the wrong things and then the wrong things become everything, I don’t know what I’m gonna do I don’t know what I’m gonna do about anything”- HELP

“She is begging you not to cut your hair 'cause curly hair don’t look good cut short”- Hooped Earings

“She’s coming over because it’s better than being alone”- I Think Your Nose is Bleeding

“Well I’m not going to sit here and deny what I think I felt”- I Think Your Nose is Bleeding

“I’ll stop writing the book because the book, I realized, was boring”- I Wrote a Book

“I just want this to mean something to anybody even if they don’t know who I am”- Swear To God The Devil Made Me Do It

“It’s a shame the bad habits are the hardest ones to break”- Swear To God The Devil Made Me Do It

“I will stop cutting my pants into shorts, I will address the issues I cannot ignore, I will do the things that I think you might like, and I will be alone probably the rest of my life”- Swimming Pool

“I have been thinking about letting my hair grow, I have been thinking about cutting it short, I have been thinking about dying it yellow, but I don’t think I have the bone structure or wardrobe to support that type of look”- More Than It Hurts You
“Eyes Up Here”

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader (College AU)

Summary: In which you can’t take your eyes off of Steve’s rather glorious abs.

This story was heavily inspired by “Counting One, Two Three” written by @brighterlights. Naturally, this one’s for Jade as she shares my fangirl feelings about Steve/Chris.

A/N: This is my first Steve story, and I thought it’s finally time to bring it out of queue-purgatory. Because I’ve gotten so used to writing for Bucky, switching over to Steve was a little bit of a challenge. However, I adore him so I’m going to try my best. Hope you enjoy! - j xx

“Sssh, guys it’s happening.”

Right when you look up, a tall figure stops running and pulls off his shirt, revealing a body Michelangelo’s David would have envied. The sunshine and sweat add a shiny gleam to the ridges of his pectoral and abdominal muscles, making him look like a fallen god from the skies of Olympus.

That is, if fallen gods wore tight gray running shirts and track pants.

“And there it is,” Wanda breaths, her already-large eyes widening. She and Nat start a slow clap, the latter adding in a couple of whistles.

“I can’t tell believe you dragged me out of bed at six in the morning on a Wednesday to watch someone take off his shirt,” you sigh as you tiredly rub your eyes. You look around - there’s no one at the track but three of you and the hottie with the abs.

“You can grumble all you want, (Y/N), but you have to admit this is hell of a view,” Nat grins. Her steely gaze turns pensive and she muses, “You think those abs are completely gym-manufactured or made through sports?”

“It’s got to be both. That,” Wanda moves her hand in the direction of the abs in question, “is too incredible and has to be a result of magic.”

“It’s too early for this,” you sigh. But Nat is right, those abs are rather glorious, and you can’t help blush as you watch the athlete’s chest rise and fall as he catches his breath.

Right then the half-naked person of their discussion squints their way, his hand shielding his eyes from the sun. While you’re too slow to react, Wanda immediately drops her eyes to the phone while Nat casually blows a bubble with her gum.

His eyes stop on you, and his lips turn up into cheekily smile. He first waves before sending you a two-finger salute. Something in your brain clicks as soon as he salutes, and you gasp, “Holy motherfu -”

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dodie

dodie is a talented kind and gentle ray of sunshine who tries to tell that having flaws is fine (yup naturally dat girl omg) and i love her with all my heart. it just warms me from the inside that i have ability to see this little star sharing her talent and work with the world she just makes me feel like i am sparkling because i see this smol baby having her friends’ love and i see everyone treating her for everything she does how the world even produces humans like dodie

They’re sitting on Ivy’s front steps, Harley with a Corona Light, Ivy with a glass of Chardonnay. It’s five past seven, but the sun is only just beginning to set, a hundred shades of yellow and orange and pink, all bleeding into each other across the sky. The air tastes like sunshine and flower petals on Ivy’s lips, and even the concrete feels warm on her bare legs.

Harley’s eyes are open wide and her head is tipped towards the sky. “I’ve never seen something so beautiful,” she says.

Ivy looks at her, noticing the light dash of freckles across her cheeks, the way she lets her lips go all slack and gentle with awe. She’s all softness and bloom, a one in a million kind of lovely. Ivy can’t look away. “I have.”

Harley turns to her, light spinning off her hair like little flecks of golden dust. She’s smiling, but there’s a private sadness behind it Ivy isn’t sure she’s allowed to see. “Oh, shut up, you.

“What, I can’t tell you you’re pretty?” Ivy sets her wine glass down on the step.

“No.”

“Why not?”

A wisp of a laugh. A frail thing, lost, drifting between them. “’Cause I’m not pretty.”

“Yes you are.”

“Joker doesn’t think so.”

Her voice is so helplessly heavy that it takes Ivy a moment to feel angry; but when the flush of fury finally does come, she wants to ride it out. Her mind is a flurry of he’s wrong he’s a liar he doesn’t deserve you he’s a piece of shit he’s sadistic he’s terrible he’s so cruel why do you always go back to him why do you stay why don’t you leave him why- She almost says all of it. The words are on the tip of her tongue with a biting edge she can’t wait to release, but when she looks at Harley again, her mouth won’t open. She sees how Harley is curling into herself, how the soft rhythm of her breath has been lost to something sharper, and realizes that this isn’t about the Joker. After such a long time, his rivulets of insults and criticisms are flowing through her by themselves. They’re her own voice now.

After a moment, Ivy says, “Well, I think you are.”

“Ya’ mean that?” Harley’s eyes are desperate, hoping.

Seeing her like this pulls at Ivy’s heart so violently her eyes water. “Harley,” she says, “I have seen every flower this world has to offer, and there isn’t a single one that’s as beautiful as you. I mean it.”

That same look again. Harley takes her hand, holds it tightly. “I love you. Ya’ know that, right?” She lets the words spill across the air. 

Ivy can tell by the pink rising in Harley’s cheeks that she doesn’t mean it like a friend. “I know.”

They sit there for a while, hand in hand, not talking, just watching the sun melt down the sky. By the time the stars come out, Harley is asleep in Ivy’s arms.

And before she knows she’s going to, Ivy whispers, “I love you, too.”

As Usual

Fandom: WWE

Pairing: Baron Corbin/Unnamed OFC

Rating: Holy shit M.

AN: Business!Baron, what’s not to love? Tagging our usual suspects of @tox-moxley and @oraclegazes, as well as the head of the Baron’s Bitches Pack, @writergrrrl29 and but of course it would not be Thirst Party Saturday without our Steerforth, @hardcorewwetrash! Enjoy!


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Grattis på födelsedagen! 5 år! Photos of Estelle from (almost) every month of her five years

“This morning at 04:26, a 51cm long and 3280 grams heavy and very sweet Princess was born.”

- Prince Daniel

“Everyone has their ups and downs, sometimes you need a little extra energy from someone else. And my source of energy is very clear: Estelle.”

- Crown Princess Victoria

“She is a real little ray of sunshine that spreads joy in our family.”

- Prince Carl Philip

“Estelle is a wonderful happy little baby… I think she feels very loved. Estelle is a little ray of sunshine.”

- Victoria’s best friend Caroline Nilsson 

anonymous asked:

Hey Nif! So I'm in a wheelchair and whenever my mom sees me rollin around she makes little "nyoom" sounds and it makes me happy, so could you do Prompto doing the same thing? Thank you!

Your mom is SO CUTE. I hope you like this! It is such a perfect scenario for Prompto, who is the most precious sunshine sweetheart ever.

You sighed, stretching your arms over your head, revelling in the feeling as your shoulders popped slightly, easing the tension that had built up over the course of the day. You’d gotten used to the wheelchair a long time ago, accepted that it was a part of you, but some days were easier than others.

You rolled into the living room of your apartment and turned on the television, waiting for your boyfriend to come home. A few minutes had passed when you heard the unmistakable sound of jangling keys, followed by the sound of the door opening and closing.

“Hey, babe!” Prompto called from the doorway where he was taking off his shoes. “I brought dinner!”

You turned and made your way over to him. “Hey,” you grinned as he leaned down to kiss you.

“Did you have to wait long for me?”

You shook your head. “No, I just got home from work. Long day.”

Prompto frowned, scratching the back of his head. “Well, hopefully the food makes up for it. Ignis made your favourite and packed us extra for leftovers tomorrow,” he responded excitedly, lifting a plastic bag full of heavy containers in one hand.

He made his way over to the kitchen to place everything on the counter, unpacking it and getting plates ready. Prompto knew that you could have easily helped—things were always level with you so that you could grab whatever you needed without assistance—but it was something he liked to do. He knew that work was stressful and he never wanted you to feel overwhelmed at the end of the day.

He brought the food into the dining room and the two of you ate in relative silence, engaging in idle chatter about work and life. Prompto was always a great listener, always wanted to make sure that you vented your frustrations because he knew from first hand experience how bad it could get to keep that all inside.

Once you were done eating, you insisted on bringing the dishes back into the kitchen.

As you were loading up the dishes into your lap, Prompto came behind you to grab the handles of your chair.

“Ready for takeoff?”

“Oh gods, Prompto, no—”

He grinned. “Three.”

“Babe, wait—”

“Two…”

“I swear to the Six, if you make me drop these plates—”

“One—!”

“I really have no choice in this, do I—”

“NYOOOOM!”

Prompto took off with you, making little racing noises as the two of you sped off to the kitchen. You couldn’t contain your shriek of laughter as he took the long route, weaving through all the hallways and the rooms of your shared apartment until you finally made it to the kitchen.

He took the unmarred plates from your lap and placed them in the sink. You folded your arms over your chest, pretending to pout at him as he came back over to you.

Prompto placed his hands on either side of you, gripping onto the chair’s armrests, and leaned in. He placed fluttering kisses on your cheek until you finally cracked and started to giggle, swatting at his shoulders.

His lips started to wander lower and you pushed at him playfully. “Prom!” you bit back a laugh. “That tickles!”

“All the more reason to continue,” he teased, pressing kisses all along your neck. Eventually he made his way back up to your cheek and kissed a line to your mouth, and you melted into him. It was as if you could feel all the stress and tension from the day’s events sliding off your shoulders, and you looped your arms around his neck to keep him there a little longer.

Prompto pulled away, pecking you on the lips one more time for good measure. “Wanna relax a bit and play King’s Knight with me?”

You nodded. “Sure. But I left my phone in the living room.”

You should have noticed the glint in Prompto’s eyes at your words. You watched the devious grin spread across his face as he ran behind you again, taking the handles of your wheelchair.

“On your mark…”

“Oh gods, not this again.”

“Get set…”

“One of these days you’re going to trip and I won’t help you—”

“GO!”

The sound of laughter and Prompto’s sound effects filled your apartment, and you couldn’t help but wonder how you’d gotten so lucky as to be with someone like him.

You’re Gonna Get Sick

Word Count: 1190

    A/N: this was a cute request and I hope I wrote it well for you! Sorry about my inactivity. I’m trying to move and it’s super stressful and time consuming but I’m gonna get onto writing more. Much love

MasterList


    Y/N ran through the rain, holding her coat over her head in an attempt to stay dry. Of course tonight was the night she decided to go with a lighter jacket, one without a hood unlike the jacket she usually wore. So now here she was, feeling her cheeks burn with embarrassment because she thought for sure she looked like an idiot running through the pouring rain with a coat over her head. She finally was almost to her apartment building when she noticed a dark figure sitting on the steps. Fear and curiosity hit her all at once, wondering why someone would sit out in the open rain and who the mysterious person could be. She slowed her running, proceeding with caution. As she neared the person, she recognized the grey beanie sitting upon the persons head and saw that it was her best friend Jughead. He looked up and saw her approaching, and stood from his seat on the steps.

    “Jughead, what are you doing out here?” Y/N yelled, running up to the beanie clad teen. He gave her his signature smirk, and walked down the remaining steps.

    “I was just waiting for you.” he said. Y/N noticed he was absolutely soaked, his clothes dripping, although she wasn’t completely dry either so she couldn’t judge too harshly.

    “Jughead, you’re soaked! You’re going to get yourself sick! Why were you waiting for me out here?” she asked, worry present in her voice. Jughead smiled hearing it though, she was one of the only people who ever worried about him. It made him feel good.

    “Well I can’t exactly get into the building without living there, so I had to wait out here.” he said, giving a slight chuckle. Y/N noticed as he shivered, and she realized how cold he must be. She took the jacket she was holding over her head and placed it around his shoulders.

    “You’re freezing! You’re going to get yourself sick Jughead, I’m sure whatever you were waiting for me for could have waited until it wasn’t pouring.” she mumbled, pulling the jacket tight around him. She looked up to meet his eyes and realized how close she was to him. He was already staring down at her though, something sparkling in his eyes and a small smile adoring his face. Y/N chewed on her cheek, trying to push back a blush she felt threatening to show.

    “You know you’re cute when your worried about me.” Jughead said, catching Y/N off guard.

    “I-uh. What?” She stuttered, taken aback by the comment.

    “I came here because I wanted to tell you something. I rang the buzzer to your apartment and when no one answered I decided to wait for you. It wasn’t raining when I made that decision.” he said, earning a small laugh from her.

    “You should have gone somewhere dry when it started.” she tried to scold, but he rolled his eyes.

    “No, what I have to tell you is important. So important in fact that I don’t care if I get sick from waiting.” he said, pulling Y/N closer to him. Her breath caught in her throat and she stared wide eyes up at him, waiting for his next move because only the lord knew she was too scared to make a move herself.

    “Y/N, I’ve been worrying myself sick anyways trying to read our relationship. I was so scared that if I did what I’m about to do, that I’d fuck everything up and I’d lose you forever. But I’m tired of hiding how I feel about you, I’m in love with you.” Jughead said, confidence and affection laced in his voice. Y/N smiled wide, placing her hand on his cheek and pulling herself up to meet his lips. He smiled into the kiss, and held her by the waist. The kiss was slow and experimental, neither of them had kissed eachother before so it was a bit awkward. When they pulled apart, Y/N giggled as rain dropped off their faces.

    “You’re so cliche.” she teased Jughead. “Confessing your love for me in the pouring rain.”

    “Hey, you’re the one who decided to kiss me in it so you’re just as guilty.” he laughed and she rolled her eyes, standing on her toes to kiss him once more. This time it was more passionate and loving, their lips seeming to be the perfect matching puzzle pieces. It felt so completely right. Jughead pulled back, resting his forehead against Y/Ns and he stared lovingly down at her.

    “Oh, I don’t think I’ve said this yet, but I love you too.” Y/N said quickly, earning a laugh from Jughead. Somehow, the rain started coming down harder and Y/N ran to the door of the building, using the code to open the door to let herself and Jughead in. She turned to see if the raven haired boy was following her, but he wasn’t. Instead he was standing out in the rain still, staring up at her.

    “Stop staring and come inside! We need to get you out of those wet clothes!” she laughed, motioning for him to walk through the door. Jughead raised his eyebrows at her and smirked.

    “You want to get me out of my clothes already? I mean we just had our first kiss, you might want to slow down there.” he teased, winking up at her. She blushed furiously and rolled her eyes.

    “I mean we’re getting you into some dry clothes so you don’t get a cold, dumbass.” She joked and he walked up the steps and inside. For a minute they just stood in the hall creating a puddle in front of the door. He held out his hand and she took it, together they walked to her apartment and she opened the door, letting the two of them in.

    “To my bedroom.” She said, pulling him along.

    “What did I just say about taking things slow?” he said and she turned and punched him in the arm.

    “Keep dreaming.” She retorted and Jughead chuckled. She went to her drawers and started rummaging around.

    “I will.” Jughead said and she turned and threw flannel pants and a sweatshirt at him. “Why do you have men’s clothing?” He asked, looking at the clothes she threw at him.

    “They’re baggy and comfortable. Lots of room for activities.” she joked, picking out a pair of pjs for herself. Jughead laughed, looking at the beautiful soaked girl in front of him. He then sneezed, feeling a bit woozy.

    “Bless you.” Y/N called over her shoulder. Aaah-chooo! Y/N turned around, and walked over to Jughead, placing her hand on his forehead.

    “Oh god Juggie, you’re sick already! What did I tell you!” she scolded. “Get out of those clothes and I’ll go make you some tea!” she said, discarding the dry clothes she was going to put on and turning to go to the kitchen. Jughead watched as she left, and he smiled. So what if he got a little cold, tonight was definitely worth it.


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Penguins, Tigers, and Elephants

“Everything alright, pet?” Frowning, he strokes over your aching back. It’s a beautiful day. The sun is shining and no clouds are in the sky. It’s the first time you can go out with a blouse and ballerinas. But you’re wearing your old sneakers because you want to walk comfortably even if you don’t feel comfortable at all.  

You’re glad that the weather allows you to go out with your daughter; the winter time was exhausting. Playing inside is not the same as playing with the other kids on the playground. You were delighted as Harry took her out for some fun in the snow. The two built a snowman, drinking hot cocoa afterwards,  and she was sad as the carrot was missing the next morning.

She’s a little whirlwind and nobody is safe, not even your vases and the Christmas tree. One Christmas ball fell victim to her. Thank god you used the old Christmas balls and not the pretty ones which your mother gave you once.

You hold your daughter’s hand as she starts to pull you forward.

“Just a little tired,”  you smile at him, closing your eyes. He kisses your forehead, sliding his hand down your arm until he grabs your daughter’s hand. She looks with surprise up to her dad as he takes her hand.

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That question actually hit my feels. I’m gonna do the best I can to explain.

Look, Kate was an amazing character and I loved her more than I could ever put into words. In the pilot, the present her to us as a high qualified agent who takes no one’s bulls**t.

Her chemistry with Gibbs is another thing I adore but that’s another story. So yes, she did her job really well and was proud of it, and given that it was 2003 and there were lots of men there, that’s one thing you gotta admire. Let’s take a moment now to appreciate her gorgeous smile:

The following episodes show how she started to get used to NCIS and Gibbs’ way of doing things. Remember when he was like

Plus, she got on well with the others (Tony, Mcgee, Abby, Gibbs, Ducky). She formed special relationships with everyone.

Another reason for loving her was that she was very kind hearted and always thought the best of everyone (which sometimes led to some people backstabbing her, like 1x03 and 1x10). Bottom line is, she was a really nice person, even if her job meant dealing with all those deaths and murderers. She never stopped smiling and always encouraged her teammates and took care of them.

She also didn’t lack badassery.

She was serious at important times, even when her teammates weren’t.

Also this:

She was willing to make sacrifices for her teammates, or more accurately, family. Remember when she stayed with Tony even if he had the plague to keep him company?

Or when she jumped in front of a bullet for Gibbs?

She was never afraid to speak up, not even to superiors from other agencies.

And she was good with kids too:

Basically I have a lot of respect for that character and I am really hurt about what they did to her (s2 changes, 2x23) which only makes me wanna protect her even more.

And the reason I’ve been blogging about her these past days was that yesterday (May 24th) was the 12th anniversary of her death and I haven’t gotten over it yet. I don’t think I ever will because she was just too awesome.

Tl;dr: Caitlin Todd was a splendid character with numerous qualities who deserved much better and I will always love her.

@onekisstotakewithme @itbloomedforyourlittlegirl @katetoddisnotdead @all of you Kate lovers feel free to add your own reasons. 

  • Kanan: Your back's getting pretty impressive, You. Been working out?
  • You, posing: Yeah, I thought I'd give the ladies a little service
  • Kanan: Nice
  • .
  • Chika: Your new designs are adorable! I can't wait to try them on!
  • You: R-really? I, I mean Ruby helped me out a lot, so, I mean, ehe~ I'll do my best!
  • .
  • You: Hey, um... nobody's looking, so... could we hold hands? O-only if you want to!
  • Riko: (I feel like You is a different person depending on who she's talking to)
  • Riko: (I... I want to kiss all of these Yous)
  • Riko: (Starting with this one)
  • You: O-oh, that's-- mmmh~
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kirigakure hotaru x mc (misaki kasagi)

a/n: so i had 2 anons request prompt 60 - “you are my sunshine,” and one of them wanted it to be a fluffy, slight jealousy fic. i did my best to deliver <3 @jemchew i’m ready for the bone-picking, and @demon-princess-anastasia more sweet hotaru

He wonders if it’s wrong, to want her all to himself.

It isn’t fair, in his mind, that he gets so little time with her. It’s nobody’s fault — most certainly not hers — but he still feels bothered by it. He wants to be around her all the time; he wants her attention on him and him only. She makes him feel special, and not just because he has a gift very few ninja possess. She’s the first person who’s ever seen him for him, and it’s marvelous, like seeing the stars for the first time; he feels so light he could drift away on the breeze when he’s around her.

He almost wishes he could do just that — take her in his arms and just fly away, no distractions and no responsibilities.

He’s not familiar with jealousy, but he’s seen the drafts of his brother’s book from time to time. He knows what it is, on an academic level, but it’s entirely different to feel it; the ache in his chest, the oppressive air he’s sure surrounds him no matter where he goes, the loneliness.

And the strange sense of hostility, too — he’s lost count of how many times he’s glared at Lord Yukimura now, just because he keeps glancing over at Misaki and smiling. He has a feeling Misaki would be disappointed in him if she found out, so he forces himself to keep his gaze on her rather than all the people who look at her.

Which is quite a few, really. Everyone in the Takeda Clan seems to adore her; she lights up the room with her smile and she always knows exactly what everyone needs before they even realize they need it.

Hotaru likes that she’s open and genuine. He just wishes that she could sense exactly what he wants, too.

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That One Word (Arkham Knight x Reader)

,for the song thing: You’re my sunshine - Johnny Cash … OMG! I REALLY LIKE THIS SONG

Side notes - (S/H/N) is your superhero name

You stared at yourself in the mirror “Jason…Come back please..” You could not stress enough that your boyfriend was gone but all you wanted was him. Back in your arms. Your little sunshine

“It feels like it was just the other night.I layed sleeping and he was in my arms…”  You looked down as you saw your barbara roll into the room in the mirror you were gazing into.

“(Y/N) Bowing your head down and crying won’t do anything. Your a mess hun.” She came up behind you placing her hands onto your shoulders “You’re going to be alright. I’m here and so is everyone else. Dick is and the rest of the family. We miss jason more than you know..”

You acknowledged her as you put your hand on her hand leaning back “He will never know how much I loved him” You leaned over getting up running your hands through your hair “He made me happy when skies were gray ya know?”

Barbara began to nod her head  “Every mission we went on? Never stopped talking about you. You were beautiful in his eyes. You were his sunshine.”

You heard the word Sunshine and you whimpered tears forming in your eyes “It’s been almost 5 years since he died Today is such a hard night barbara don’t you understand..” You smiled at her as you hear a barge in the door

“Oracle! We need to get down to the batcave. Arkham Knight somebody’s name. They might find a lead.” You looked at bruce and babs “Let me help you bruce. Maybe I can convince this “Arkham Knight” to reveal himself?”

“That gas could kill you . You are not going.” You scoffed at him “Are you kidding?! Bruce you know what I can do. Let me come.” Bruce sighed pinching the bridge of his nose touching his cowl “Stay low. Let me know if you find anything. No unneeded risks to the city. No blowing up things.” You confirmed his statement

“Now let’s go. Oracle everything is setup for you in the cave. Suit up (Y/N)” Once everyone was out of the room you began to undress and put your leather jacket jason gave you a while back along with some other pieces. You attached a gun to the side of your hip and looked at yourself in the mirror putting your mask on the eyes lighting up “Don’t fuck this up. Your (S/H/N)”

You strolled down into the batcave as you clicked your earpiece on grappling out into the city right beside batman “Oracle found a trace at ace chemicals. We know where he is. She hacked into the intercoms and can figure out his location.” You nodded assuring him that you understood as you grappled your way towards ace chemicals bruce underneath you with the batmobile

You prefered the skies for they were beautiful and calming. It reminded you of jason. You grappled building to building until you got above ace chemicals but a name caught you off guard into your ear as you fell right into a window rolling onto the floor your grapple hook hanging off the side of the building “shit.” You rolled over groaning seeing about 6 or 8 milita

“Fuck.” You kicked one of them on the knee but someone grabbed your hands behind your back as you growled biting down on his arm hard “Asshole.” You dropped a smoke pellet running out the same way you came in “Shit shit sh-”

You squealed as you felt someone’s arm wrap around your waist hitting the guy with your gun on his head but the helmet just broke and he set you down in a area with militia surrounding him. You attempted to punch him but he caught your hand “Don’t do this. I don’t want to fight you.”

You looked up as he touched your leather jacket “You still wear this huh?” You could tell the boy was smiling under his broken mask. The blue and red lights flickered on the reflection in your eyes which he found stunning “Beautiful. Just like I remembered.” You smacked his hand away

“I hope the fuck you know. I called back up and yes I wear it. It’s part of my uniform now if you would kindly fuck off” You started to walk off but a militia commander stopped you but you heard this arkham knight speak up through his shattered helmet and a cracky voice “Leave it. She’s safe with me. You 6 go find batman. Notice me when he is here.”

You looked at them about to click your earpiece but his hand grabbed your wrist “Sunshine..” You looked up “Don’t call me that.” You barked back at him pushing him off. “(Y/N) Just list-” Your eyes went wide “How do you know my name?” You looked down as he clicked his helmet “Because I still fucking love you.”

Your hand dropped along with his “J-jaybird?” You heard everything in your earpiece go silent as you fell into his arms hugging him tight your legs around his waist and all you could hear was that one word that made your heart melt. “Sunshine…”

Hope you enjoyed it! I threw arkham knight jason im sorry if you want i will rewrite it but i hope you liked it sweetheart <3