i still feel her part.3


Small story behind this!

This comic idea came to me when I thought that Genji would find troublesome walking in public again, not feeling like his old self anymore. They all struggled and tried to convince him to go out, but found himself one day taken downtown by Mercy, who needed an extra hand to help her with some grocery shopping. She used as excuse the fact that many of those at the base were either resting after missions, away in missions or just home, enjoying some free days. (everyone needs to relax once in a while XD) Genji always appreciated her care for him, how much time she always spent making sure he did his daily exercises during the recovery period (McCree also helped, and Gabe whenever he had time to spare), and of course the very fact that she made him “exist” again, so he couldn’t refuse her small wish, even if this meant going outside the base. (he was still fresh after recovery.. no missions or such things yet)


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I like large hoodies! One of my weak points XD

Made this one quick, before leaving work.

For You{3}[Jeff Atkins]

Request: Can i request a Jeff Atkins imagine where hes like a badboy but when Y/N is the new girl at Liberty and Clay takes her under his wing, Jeff feels the need to protect her and be good for her? And then at a party he sees Monty and Y/N flirting so he gets wasted and Y/N ends up taking him to her house and taking care of him and he drunkenly confesses his softy feelings for her?

Pairing:bad boy!Jeff Atkins x fem!reader

A/N:Thank you so much for still being here,reading “For You”!I love you all<3-M

tags: im-a-fandom-slut    @gamesandremixes     @shamless-wolfies     @leviathan-cas-05   writing-in-riverdale     k-illdarlings   

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Originally posted by jeffreysatkins

She wasn’t sure of what she wanted to do first.Yell at him?Slap him?Interrogate him?She didn’t know if it was justified for her to be angry.Because everyone knew that Moty wasn’t one of the best people out there.Maybe Jeff was just trying to protect her!But still,it was so stupid of him to act that way because him and Y/N weren’t even friends.It was all too much.That boy had no chill.

And when she was finally standing in front of him,boiling in anger,her hands turned into fists, she couldn’t help but notice how drunk he was.Why had he done that to himself?Was it because of her?No,no that would be so wrong.

“What the hell is your problem Jeff?”She shouted and pushed him back.

Jeff didn’t stumble.He didn’t even move an inch.He just winked and gave her an innocent smile.A smile that Y/N had never seen before.It was like he was telling her that everything was okay.If the situation hadn’t been like that,she definitely  would have smiled back.

Y/N couldn’t form any words.He was playing with her.He found it funny.Making a scene and hurting a person was a joke to Jeff Atkins.He was impossible.At that moment,even spending a minute to talk to him seemed useless.She immediately regreted coming to him and his friends,who by the way,were focused on Moty and his bloody mouth.

“You know what?I am so sick of your behavior towards me!Whenever i walk by you always throw angry glances at me like i did something horrible to you!I never did!Yesterday, you yelled at me,calling me annoying in front of everyone!And i believed it!I let your stupid  words sink in and affect me!And now you just punch Moty like it means nothing to you because we were having a conversation?Why Jeff?Why?Why me?”

She was crying.She told herself that she’d never let it happen.But nothing always goes as planned,right?Her voice was shaking while she spoke.She wished she had stayed at home.She would have called Clay to come over and watch a movie.They would have eaten pizza and having to confront Jeff would just be an event in another parallel universe.

Jeff was just standing there,listening to every word she said.His smile had faded completely.There was a huge frown on his face and he was constantly biting the inside of his cheek.Emotions started flooding him.He could finally see what had gone wrong;his approach.

Whoever was out of the house that night had witnessed everything.Moty and Jeff’s friends were all shockingly watching Y/N slowly break.

The girl didn’t know she had drawn attention.Only when she took a look around her,did she realize.She coucln’t take the pressure any longer.Dazed as she was,she just felt the need to leave.For good.She didn’t expect a proper response from Jeff.She didn’t care anymore.

“There’s only one thing i want from you Atkins.And that is to never bother me again.Ever.” She said steadily.She had started to calm down.Wiping away her tears and shaking her head in dissapointment,she turned around and started walking away;it was time for her to go home.

She didn’t dare to look back.She didn’t want to.Jeff Atkins was an ass and she regreted liking him even the slightest.Her home wasn’t too far from Jessica’s but it seemed like she had been walking for hours.Suddenly,hearing someone yelling her name,made her frozed dead in her tracks.She knew who it was.And instead of running,she just stood there,immobile.

“Y/N,i made a mistake,please let me explain!” Jeff came running from behind her and stopped right in front of her cold body.He looked,sad,almost broken.

“Jeff,just go back to the party.I’m pretty sure there are many girls begging for you to even look at them.” She said in a low voice,avoiding his gaze.

“But there’s only one girl i want to look at and that’s you!” He said and gave her a weak smile that she didn’t return.

Her stomach started flipping.She felt like she couldn’t breathe.Every single word coming from his mouth were like knives,they were stabbing her slowly and torturously.

“You’re drunk Jeff,you don’t know what you’re saying.”She said and tried to push past him but he didn’t let her.

“Drunk words are sober thoughts,sweetheart..” He winked at her but she didn’t react.She was done for the night.Jeff Atkins was just a pain in the neck.

“Will you walk me home?I’m sure you don’t want a drunk man being in the middle of the road all alone at night,i could be hit by a car or something…”

Y/N bit her lip.He was right.Jeff was a pain in the ass but she wouldn’t let him stumble here and there alone.She cared so freaking much.More that he’d ever know.



We all know that I’m a little bit peeved at my girl Clarke right now, but you guys have got to stop saying Clarke doesn’t love/need/care about Bellamy when the narrative explicitly states over and over that she absolutely does. 

In honor of my frustration have a list of my favorite “Clarke Griffin loves/trusts/needs/cares for Bellamy Blake” moments. (Note-this is not even close to being all the moments and mostly consists of verbal confirmation of feelings). 

I have included links for each scene which you can watch by clicking the Episode Number. When you watch the scene make sure you focus on Clarke’s facial expressions and her tone. I’d also like to point out that each Season has more Clarke related Bellamy feels than the Season before it even as Bellamy and Clarke spend less physical time together and in Season 3-the Season were Clarke was the most detached from her people as a whole, the obvious expressions of affection for Bellamy still increased!)

Season 1

1.  “Hey, you saved my life today. You may be a total ass half the time, but I need you. We all need you.” (Day Trip-108)

2.  “When you sent us down here, you sent us to die, but miraculously, most of us are still alive. In large part that is because of him. Because of Bellamy. He’s one of us and he deserves to be pardoned of his crimes just like the rest of us.” (Day Trip-108)

3.  “I trust him!” (Day Trip-108)

4. “So do you, by the way” (about Bellamy deserving to have some fun in Unity Day-109)

5. “Hey, I got this one.” (I Am Become Death-110)

6. “No, he can’t. We can’t do this without you, Bellamy.” ( We Are Grounders – Part II-113)

7. “I want you to say that you’re with us….I gave them an easy choice, but 5 minutes ago, they were willing to fight and die for you. You inspire them. And I’m afraid we’re gonna need that again before this day is through.” ( We Are Grounders – Part II-113)

8. “You did good here, Bellamy.” ( We Are Grounders – Part II-113)

9. “Wait, Bellamy’s not back yet.” (We Are Grounders – Part II-113)

10. “He’s never gonna make it. Bellamy, run!”  (We Are Grounders – Part II-113)

11. “He’s killing him.”  (We Are Grounders – Part II-113)

Season 2

1. “Finn and Bellamy? I thought they were dead. I thought they were dead. I thought they were dead.” (Human Trials-205)

2.  “Bellamy.”-and that hug, you know the one (Human Trials-205)

3. “Did you get any sleep?” (Human Trials-205)

4. “You won’t be by yourself.” (Fog of War-206)

5. “Bellamy and Octavia?” (Fog of War-206)

6. “Where have you been?” (Long Into an Abyss-207)

7. “Bellamy’s right, we have to go.” (Spacewalker-208)

8. “I can’t lose you, too.” (Remember Me-209)

9. “I was being weak.” (Remember Me-209)

10. “Bellamy? Are you alright?” (Coup de Grace-211)

11. This face (Blood Must Have Blood Part II-216)

12. “May We Meet Again.” (Blood Must Have Blood Part II-216)

Season 3

1. “I’ll do anything. I’ll stop fighting!” (Wanheda-Part II-301)

2. “I need to see Bellamy.” (Hakeldama-305)

3. This entire scene (Hakeldama-305)

4. “Too bad you were never that devoted to Gina.” (Nevermore-311)

5. “You’ll recover.” (Nevermore-311)

6. “Bellamy!” (Demons-312)

7. “Promise me.” (Demons-312)

8. “You wanted me.” (Demons-312)

9. When she turned to smile at Bellamy after realizing how to contact Luna.(Join or Die-313)

10. “The question is: Will you forgive yourself?” (Join or Die-313)

11. “We need each other, Bellamy.” (Join or Die-313)

12. This hug. (Join or Die-313)

13. “Together.” (Join or Die-313)

14. “But you’ll be covering us the entire time and I trust you.” (Perverse Instantiation Part I-315)

15. “Start with Bellamy Blake.” (Perverse Instantiation Part I-315)

16. The Clarke initiated hand-holding (Perverse Instantiation Part II-316)

17. “You don’t ease pain, you overcome it. And we will. Together.” (Script to Screen Release confirms Clarke was thinking of Bellamy here)-(Perverse Instantiation Part II-316)

18. “Because we didn’t.” (Perverse Instantiation Part II-316)

Season 4

1. “Thank you. For keeping me alive.” (Echoes-401)

2. “Bellamy, don’t!” (Echoes-401)

3. “Yes, you will!” (The Four Horseman-403)

4. Clarke writing down Bellamy’s name. (The Four Horseman-403)

5. “Bellamy should be back by now.” (A Lie Guarded-404)

6. “Hey, any word from Jaha? Did they find Bellamy’s unit?”-make sure you pay attention to Monty’s response-it’s perfection! (The Tinder Box-405)

7. Clarke’s face when Monty says “No sign of Bellamy or Stephens.” (The Tinder Box-405)

8. “Your move, Wanheda.” (The Tinder Box-405)

9. “You think you can shake my resolve? I was willing to sacrifice my own mother to stop A.L.I.E..” (The Tinder Box-405)

10. “Bellamy, are you OK?” (The Tinder Box-405)

11. Clarke’s concern. (We Will Rise-406)

12. “Is it Octavia?” (We Will Rise-406)

13. This smile (We Will Rise-406)

14. “She’ll see how special you are.” (We Will Rise-406)

And again-these are not all the moments that indicate that Clarke has feelings for Bellamy. So many of you all are frustrated with what you perceive as Clarke’s lack of care for Bellamy that you fail to recognize one of the most realistic portrayals of human love on this show. You also need to remember that not everyone loves/displays love in the same way. While Bellamy is more open with his emotions (which makes sense considering he is the “heart”), Clarke tends to keep her feelings shuttered until they come bubbling out. 

Of note? Clarke has canonically shown more depth of emotion for Bellamy, her “platonic” partner than she has for any of her canon romantic love interests. 

So can we PLEASE just stop with the “Clarke doesn’t care about Bellamy” rhetoric now?

Experiment #5 - Request

Requested by the sinners and anons:  -For your experiment series, what if one of the experiments is that sherlock doesn’t think that people can “get off” by dry humping and so he makes the reader rude his thigh! 
-I have a suggestion for the next experiment- sherlock x reader. Its where sherlock points out that he’s not just using the reader’s body… And their relationship gets a label. (Still not getting the label, though)

Pairing: Sherlock x reader

Word count: 1779

Warnings: Smut - dry humping, implied toy play -

A/N: I feel like we’re getting closer to an end so… Yeah, I was planning to mix two requests in here but figured it woudl last longer if I didn’t. Such a tease…


Originally posted by xthismeanswar

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“What are we?”

He was finally asking that question, and it wasn’t because he wanted to but because he had to.

“(Y/N), what are we?” He insisted.

“I don’t know… Colleagues, I suppose.” (Y/N) whispered. She turned her gaze away, unable to think straight for as long as her eyes and Sherlock’s were locked together. “This was supposed to be only an experiment, and that was it.”

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LWA: Years Later AU

Updated Post (4/26/2017)

Since my AU is constantly updating as little witch academia releases more episodes, characters, and info on the world building, I thought it’d be best to make a new post on this. Many people have partaken in this AU, and I appreciate every single one of you.

Those that have helped build this AU to what is it now:

@hanasaku-shijin @theaceofgays 

i am so sorry mobile users


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Spirit in the House - Chap 3/10

Modern!AU Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: Reader is in a coma after a car accident. Bucky moves into your apartment and find your spirit still hanging around. (Based on Just like Heaven)

Word Count: 1,652

Warnings: Mention of Car Accident, Coma, Language

A/n: I’m so excited to share this story. Hope you’ll like it :)

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Originally posted by eventhisusernamewastak3n

Bucky gestured to the sofa in front of the television, allowing Pietro and Wanda to take a seat. He looked around quickly, but you were not there.

“I don’t feel anything.” Wanda said, closing her eyes to focus. “You sure there’s a spirit?”

Bucky mumbled a ‘yes’, his eyes still roaming about the room. Pietro put his feet on the coffee table and you suddenly appeared next to Bucky. Wanda tensed immediately.

“Tell him to take his dirty feet off my table.” You snarled, looking at Pietro. “Who are these people?”

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Can’t Fight This Feeling

IMAGINE: (Y/N) and Steve are in a secret relationship. They don’t want to publicise their relationship in fear of their friends reactions and questions. But what happens when someone can’t fight their feelings anymore? 

[gif is not mine. creds to the owner. this is a bit wordy but made up for it in fluffy goodness. this story is part of the poetry series, this time based on ‘you’ by land leav.]

warnings: none

word count: 2.3 k+

‘There are people I will never know

And their lives will still ensue;

Those that could have loved me so

And I’ll never wonder who…’

The sound of the New York traffic was heard from below, (Y/N) turned over on her stomach still reading the book in her hand. She flipped the page once and looked at the time, 2:53 am. Like clockwork her door opened and Steve popped his head in, he gave her a smile and closed the door softly.

 “Hey you,” she greeted as she sat up, placing her book on the nightstand.

He didn’t respond to her, all he did was walk faster to her bed and plopped himself on it being careful as to not hit her. Steve grabbed her, and wrapped his hands around her waist, he leant down and gave her a soft kiss.

 (Y/N) laughed against his lips, Steve pulled back and gave her a large smile. “I missed you,” he said, pecking her lips again.

“You saw me a couple of hours ago.”

“Yeah,” he pouted. “But I couldn’t do this.” He pulled her in for a kiss again, this time more longer and more passionate.

After kissing Steve, (Y/N) leant back on her bed, pulling the blankets up. “I hate this,” she started. “I don’t like it when I can’t be with you.”

Steve smirked at her, “Who knew that the great (Y/N) who said that she will never be cliched, become a cliche?”

She smacked him half-heartedly, “Shut it, Rogers.”

Steve wrapped his right arm around her shoulders, and he too leaned back. “I know what you’re saying. I miss you too. I don’t like Peter’s friend looking at you.”

She laughed, “He’s 16. He’s a kid, Steve.”

He pouted, “Still.” Steve looked over to (Y/N), who was now moving closer to him. “Why don’t we tell them?”

“Because we both know that we’re going to be questioned by multiple people, they’re going to question what I’m doing to you, which I might add is mean.”  She pointed a finger at him and harrumphed.

“Well, you do have a track record,” he teased.

“A track record that indefinitely stopped when I started taking a fancy to you,” she pointed out. “It’s just, they’re not ready and I don’t want to put our relationship to our friends that we practically see everyday, who aren’t ready.”

Steve nodded, agreeing with her. “Hopefully they’ll be ready soon.”

“Our group has Tony Stark, that’s practically a never to being ready.” 

Steve watched as the clock changed its numbers from 3:40, to 3:41. He looked over to the woman who was snuggled next to him, she grasped the blanket tighter, leaving him to basically nothing. If anyone told him that he’d be sharing a bed with (Y/N), being in a relationship with him six months ago he would have laughed and kindly asked the person if they needed to be checked.

Their relationship was rocky at best. Their personalities differed way too much in order for them to be friends. They had conflicting views. She was reckless, she was snobbish, she was everything he thought he hated. But as he got to know her, the little moments that they shared when they were doing a mission together, or the late night talks, he realised that they more alike than he thought.

Steve pulled (Y/N) closer to him. At this moment, he knew that she was the person that he wanted to spend the rest of his life with. 

 “I don’t get how you managed to break your arm, and then get sick,” Tony complained as he passed a cup of coffee to Steve. 

The other man shrugged, “Maybe I’m getting old like you.”

Tony flipped him off, “But I’ve had these reservations for months.” He complained.

“Tony, I’d rather not get the elitist of the elite sick.”

“Who’s getting who sick?” (Y/N) asked as she and Jane walked into the kitchen. Both women holding various notebooks with post-its sticking out.

“Capsicle is icksicle and he can’t come to the dinner.”

“Disgusting Rogers,” (Y/N) scrunched her nose. When she was certain that Jane and Tony weren’t looking she gave him a wink, watching as a smile light up on his face 

“I guess that you have to stay here then,” Tony sighed. “Will you be okay on your own?”

Steve thought for a moment, “I guess.” Steve discreetly looked at (Y/N), trying to get her to remember their plan. He coughed for extra effect, catching Tony, Jane’s and (Y/N)’s attention. They all looked at him disgustedly -Jane being nicer than the other two.

“No, I think that someone has to look after you,” Tony mused. “I can probably try and get Vision and Wanda to stay, they didn’t seem too keen to go anyway.”

“NO!” Steve yelled out, he quickly placed a hand on his mouth, then he coughed again. “No,” he said softly this time. “It’s good to get those two out of the house.”

 Tony narrowed his eyes and pouted. “I think I can get Fury to stay.” He fished out his phone and Steve looked at (Y/N). He gave her a warning look.

 She rolled her eyes, “Tony, if there’s anyone that needs a night out and have fancy drinks, it’s our fearless leader.” (Y/N) grabbed his phone and started deleting his text.

 “Well then princess, if you have a better idea then feel free to say it.”

 “I can stay,” she spoke nonchalantly, shrugging after.

 Tony once again narrowed his eyes, “You hate Steve. Is this some kind of plan?”

 “Me? Planning? Scheming? I’m outraged that you would think that.” She flicked his arm and Tony flicked her with his fingers in return. “I’ve already been there and it wasn’t my cup of tea, also I hate half of the people that usually go there.”

 “(Y/N), they’re your friends.”

 “Friends that I hate,” she spoke, smiling. “Look, I’ll look after Rogers, and I swear on my fortunes and my clothes that I will not lay a hand on him.” (Y/N) raised her arms in surrender and looked at her best friend who still had a dubious look on his face. “Come on, Tony. Who else would you get? Nat and Clint want to go, Thor and Jane want to go, everyone wants to go!”

 “I mean, I don’t really want to go,” Jane started. “I have this thing that I have to finish for my work.”

 “See,” Tony clicked his fingers towards Jane, a bright look on his face. “Jane will stay! And so will Thor!”

 Jane gave him a meek smile, “I don’t really trust Thor in fancy places, I mean he did smash half of the plates at a drive-in one time.”

 “Great!” Tony spoke out, a bright and happy tone lacing his voice. He wrapped his arms around (Y/N), oblivious to the glare that she was giving him. “Now, let’s get ready.” (Y/N) sent a helpless look to a now dumbfounded Steve.

(Y/N) huffed and folded her arms across her chest, she leaned back into her seat and watched as Tony make another joke with the waiter.

 “Okay, what’s wrong? This is your usual forte, so why aren’t you your normal self?” Sam whispered to her.

 She looked at her friend, “I’m just knackered Sam, and I particularly don’t want to be here.”

 “Is it because of a certain super soldier?”

 (Y/N) sat up straighter in her seat, fearing that her facial expression would throw away something. She took a deep breath and looked at Sam with an arched brow, “Yes Sam. I’m totally down in the dumps right now because I secretly love Steve and wisht that I was with him right at this moment.”

 Sam looked at (Y/N) who had an indifferent look on her face, he sat back into his seat and grinned. “I never said you loved him.”

 “You’re going to be the death of me Wilson.”

 “Don’t die, Steve would never forgive me.” Sam joked. She knew that he was joking but the way he said it made her feel things inside that she’s never felt before.

The night went on and all (Y/N) did was groan mentally, wishing that she was back at the compound watching some stupid Netflix show that Steve became obsessed about, rather than being at one of New York’s best restaurants. She started tapping on the table, then drumming watching as her friends attention turned to her, knowing she wouldn’t stop anytime soon they focused back on their attention.

She watched as Pepper clasped her hand over Tony’s, she watched as her best friend gave the woman he loved a smile so big that it looked idiotic. She couldn’t even make fun of Tony because she knew how he felt. (Y/N) turned her attention to Clint and Nat who were quietly whispering in each other’s ears, no doubt talking about other people, or Nat comforting Clint.  Feeling a sudden rush of multiple emotions, she stood up, her chair scraping gathering everyone’s attention. She threw her napkin on the table.

 “I have to go.”

 “Wait, (Y/N), where are you going?” She heard Tony asked.

 (Y/N) turned around, “I have to get back to the compound. I have to get back to my boyfriend.”

 “I KNEW IT!” Sam yelled as he too stood up and pointed a finger at (Y/N).

 “What?” Tony asked.

 “Steve and I have been in a relationship and we’ve been postponing telling you guys because we knew, well I knew, that you were going to be immature about. But seeing you guys here, it’s making me miss him and I realised that I don’t care if you’re immature about it, I just care about him being with me.” She finished, she took in all of her friends faces. Half of them were confused, and the other half was just amused.

 “Oh my god, you love him!” Tony yelled as well. (Y/N) looked around at the restaurant, everyone was now staring at their table including the waiters. Most of the patrons having glare etched on their faces.

 (Y/N) just shrugged and waved goodbye to her friends, she hailed a taxi as soon as she was outside. She gave them the address, and waited as the taxi driver took what seemed to be the longest route to the compound.

‘Of all the things to come and go,

There is no one else like you.’

 (Y/N) gave him the money as they reached the compound, tipping him an extra amount for dealing with her incessant chattering and fidgeting. As she rushed up the stairs to greet Steve, (Y/N) realised that she just probably blurted out the biggest secret she’s ever had to her best friends without thinking of the consequences. Not only that, she also made a huge spectacle in one of New York’s finest restaurants. The overwhelming feeling came over her, this wasn’t her. This wasn’t what she did.

 (Y/N) thought everything through, no words came out of her mouth without going over it three times in her head. What the hell was Steve doing to her? As she opened the door, she was met with Thor laughing and Jane shaking her head.

 “Thor, that’s not how you play it!”

 She looked around for Steve, as soon as she saw him coming into the room she ran over and engulfed him in a hug. Both Jane and Thor stopped what they were doing and looked at the spectacle in front of them.

 “Uhh, (Y/N)?”

 (Y/N) pulled back and looked at Steve. “I may or may not have told our friends that we were dating, and I may or may have not done it in front of the restaurant.”

 “Wait, what?”

 “I love you Steve Rogers, and when I was sitting there by myself watching Pepper and Tony, Clint and Nat together, made me realise that I don’t care what anyone else thinks. Or what anyone else questions. I want you with me, beside me, always. I want to be able to turn to you when I make a stupid joke, or hold your hand in public.” She rambled, not realising that she was gesturing wildly with her hands until she hit Steve accidentally in the face. “Fuck, I’m so sorry.”

 (Y/N) cradled his face, and softly rubbed where she hit him. Steve grasped her hand, and pulled it down gently. “You love me?” He asked with a grin.  

 Panic set in her eyes and she looked around everywhere but him. “I really hope that you do because otherwise I would look really stupid saying I love you to you.”


 Steve shrugged, “I mean how can I not love you. You practically told everyone we knew that you love me, told New York that you love me, came up running to hug me.”

 “I did not run,” (Y/N) scoffed.

 Steve laughed as he pulled her closer, pecking her lips he embraced her as tight as he could. They were brought out of their moment as they heard clapping from Thor.

 “This is great news! Lady (Y/N) and Captain are together!” Jane tried to quieten him down as she gave them both a thumbs up and an apologetic look.

 “How did telling them go anyway?” Steve asked as he looked at her.


 She looked sheepishly at Steve, “To be fair, Tony seemed to accept it when we were at the restaurant.”

 “ROGERS!” That particular yell was accompanied with a ‘Tony, shut up,’ courtesy of Pepper. “I DON’T CARE PEPPER, HE’S DOING MY BEST FRIEND!” 

 ‘The things I never think about -

And the only thing I do.’

i knows its kind of a nitpick but im still mad that peridot was so naive and gullible last episode like shes not….stupid…she spent an entire episode convinced the ruby squad had come to shatter her…if anything shes one of the gems who should be most suspicious about ruby. i mean, it took her an awfully long time to get used to earth, too! and unlike lapis (much as i loved her this ep), we actually SAW that development on screen for the most part!

maybe its just because i still have a strong attachment to peridot despite all theyve done to her character, but i really dont think shed act anything like that, esp if shes close with lapis and noticed she was feeling down?

it just feels like theyre writing peridot as a complete idiot when thats just not her.

season 3 of voltron

Something that makes me very sad about Keith going to be the Black Lion. It´s that the positions will change. And Allura is going to be the blue lion and lance the red lion. It’s just look at them, lance is very happy with blue 

The best union is that of lance and the Blue Lion, was the one that was given first and was the most natural. He is so happy and protective with his Lion, that it breaks my heart that lance Have to move to the red lion

I understand that is part of the original version, but still feel that there shouldn`t be so many changes, the change of positions should only be between Allura and Keith. And that because it is necessary, I prefer shiro to come back And Allura fight hand to hand (Physically she´s the strongest of all, she heals a complete planet, her essence is connected to the lions and the corrupt wormhole does not affect her, so I need to see her kicking ass of the bad guys more often)

Alla Prima- Chapter 7

Prologue   Chapter 1   Chapter 2   Chapter 3   Chapter 4   Chapter 5   Chapter 6

Master List

Part 1 of 2 of…Date night!

Friday dawned with bright excitement, despite the drizzling rain. It was as if sunshine filled Jamie’s heart, scattering the clouds. Nothing could ruin his mood.

Jamie had decided on a local Italian restaurant for their date. No, not a date. Just friends having dinner. Tonight. Alone. Just two friends.

Anxiety and excitement bubbled in his stomach. It was going to be a long work day.


“Sawny, sit down.” Willie’s voice came from behind him, knocking him away from his thoughts. “Yer making everyone uncomfortable.”

Jamie turned to look at his brother, a flash of sympathy lighting his dove eyes.

“I can’t, Willie. I’m just so… so…”

“Nervous? Excited? About to vomit?” Willie questioned as he led Jamie to the empty conference room to sit.

“Aye. All three. It’s stupid. I’ve gone to dinner with women before.”

Willie dropped into the chair beside him. “Sure. But, ye like this one. Otherwise, ye wouldna be so…fidgety.”

“I’m no fidgety,” Jamie replied, drumming his fingernails on the table. Willie raised a brow. “Aye, alright.”

“Just… dinna worry so much. If she didna like ye, she wouldna be having dinner with ye, aye?”

It did make sense. Damn Willie’s logic. “Aye, I guess.”

“So…it’s alright. Just, be yerself, and all that…”

Jamie sighed. “Thanks.”

Willie got up to leave, but turned in the doorway. “Just… dinna get sick on her.”


Jamie pulled in front of Claire’s house, a small brick building nestled behind an abnormally large garden. He couldn’t place the names of the flowers. Some he had never seen before. But the hazy purples, yellows, and reds grabbed at his artist heart. They were all so lovely.

I wonder which is Claire’s favorite…

As if conjuring her from his thoughts, she came bounding out of the door. Her little blue dress flounced around her, flipping up a bit with each step.

Dear God.

“Hullo, Jamie.” Her voice broke him away from his frank appreciation. She was always lovely, but he had never seen her… ‘dressed up.’ The blue was a true blue, giving her pale skin an ethereal glow. The lace overlay showed him hints of skin on her chest and arms. She was stunning.

And he was still staring.

“Oh, um, hello Claire. Ye look lovely.”

She blushed prettily, giving him a shy smile. “Thanks. You look great, too.”

He didn’t think so. In dark jeans and an olive button-up, he felt quite plain next to her. But, at least his clothes weren’t stained with paint, and for that he was thankful.

“Thank ye. Are ye ready for some pasta?”

She patted her stomach. “Lead the way.”


The Olive Pit was a local Italian restaurant, wedged between a children’s boutique and a loan office on the downtown strip. It didn’t boast much physically, being tiny with mismatched decor. But, the food was, simply put, exquisite.

“You know,” Claire began, staring at the photograph hanging next to their booth. “I’ve lived here most of my life, but I’ve never been to this place.”

Jamie’s ears perked. “Really? I dinna ken you had lived here that long…”

“Oh, yes,” Claire nodded distractedly, still fixated on the strange decorations on the walls.

“But, yer accent?”

She laughed. “I was born in Oxford. When I was 11…” Her gaze fell downward. “When I was 11, my parents died in a car crash. My Uncle Lamb became my guardian, then. And this was where he lived. Well, he still lives here.”

Jamie was taken aback by the information, but he felt nothing but empathy. “I’m so very sorry to hear that.”

She glanced up, eyes glistening without fallen tears. “Thank you, Jamie. It was a long time ago, but I still miss them.”

He reached across the table to grasp her hand.“Ye never stop, I dinna think. Ye’ll always miss them. But, they’re always a part of ye, ken? In yer heart.”

She sniffled. “How very…poetic of you.”

“Well, ye dinna get to be an artist without having a bit of a soft heart. Besides, I ken how ye feel. My parents have passed as well”

She smiled sadly, and squeezed his hand, squeezing his heart in the process. “Do you want to talk about it?”

“I don’t remember much of my mother…I was only 3. She died giving birth. My father, though… He… He died of a heart attack 4 years ago.” Jamie felt his own eyes prick thinking of his father, a large strong man taken down in an instant.

Claire squeezed his hand once more. “I’m sorry.”

“Thank ye.”

She reached over with her free hand and brushed a tear from his cheek. “Look at us. We’re a mess, falling apart in public.”

He smiled at her observation. The two of them, tearing up on the first date. No. Not a date. “Well, at least we’re messes together.”

It was her turn to smile then. She blushed and ducked her head to study the menu. “So, what’s good here?”

He couldn’t help but notice that her hand was still in his.

Make Me Forget (Grayson) Part 3

Summary: Certain moments in life and certain people are worth forgetting. Forget the pain, and forget the ones who hurt you. But sometimes you need a little help to forget. Can he make her forget? Or will she forget him? 

Word Count: 3,004

Warnings: SMUT! SMUT! SMUT! (Part 3 is literally a whole smut chapter.)

 A/N: I feel bad for taking way too long with part 2, so I’m posting 2 parts in one day! So I hope you guys enjoy part 3! Also this is my first time writing smut, so hopefully I did it justice! Enjoy babies! Also guys, feel free to let me know if this shit sucks! I won’t be offended at all!

Originally posted by thedesire

Grayson’s POV

I had Y/N legs wrapped around my waist, my hands were on her butt making sure she wouldn’t fall. With our lips still attached, I walk in her bedroom, and sat her on top of her dresser. I reached over my shoulder, pulling my t-shirt over my head, and throwing it onto the ground, before crashing my lips back onto hers, twisting her tongue with mine. I pulled away from our kiss, and placed my finger on her chin, raising it up so she could match my eye level. Her eyes were full of lust, I knew she wanted this just as much as I did, because if not she would’ve stopped me already. My eyes focused back on her lips. Her plump, pink lips. They were so soft, so moist, and I wanted to kiss her again.  

I grabbed the back of her head, and pushed her lips on mine. She grabbed the sides of my face, kissing me harder and faster. Between kisses I could hear small moans, escaping from both of our mouths, and it made me egar. My hands found the bottom of her shirt pulling it up, and over her head. The fabric of her shirt was so thick that I didn’t realize she wasn’t wearing a bra. Her breast sat up so perfectly. I gave them a squeeze, feeling her nipples harden between my fingers. I gave her a sly smirk, before turning my attention back to her darken nipples. I bent down, and opened my mouth to caress the sensitive spot of her breast. She let out a breathe, and arched her back, pushing her breast further into my mouth.

I pulled away, standing up straight so that my eyes can meet hers. Keeping eye contact with her, I started moving my hand down her side, and resting them over the little piece of lace fabric that was barely covering her pussy.  

“What was it that you called me earlier?” I asked, whispering into her ear, as I pulled the piece of fabrib to the side, slowly sliding my middle finger inside of her. She gasped and let out a loud moan, bucking her hips up.

“I believe my name isn’t Trey. Is it Y/N?” I said inserting another finger, and curling them upward.

“N-No!” She choked out as I started pumping my fingers inside her.

“What’s my name Y/N?” I asked, sliding in one more finger.

“Grayson! Fuck!” She screamed, completely throbbing against my fingers.

“Should I make you forget all about Trey? Should I make you forget all about that name?” I asked, sliding my fingers out of her, finding her clit. I grabbed her chin with one hand, and continued moving the other in circles against her sweet spot. I turned her head to face me, giving her a rough kiss, moving my tongue against hers.

“Don’t stop, Gray.” She moaned breathlessly, moving her hips in motion against my fingers. My dick was harder than ever, and I thought I was going to cum just from watching her in this state.

“Wasn’t going to.” I said, my voice a bit raspy. I started nipping at her neck. I moved my free hand down my torso, slowly stroking my swollen tip.  

I wanted her so bad, and I know she wanted me too, but I couldn’t give it to her just yet. She needed to learn her lesson. She was going to wish she never called me another guy’s name after tonight.  

“Oh god baby please don’t stop! I’m almost there!” She whimpered, her other free hand found the back of my head, gripping onto my hair. I moved my hand back to her sensitive spot, rubbing it in quick circles. Her cries became louder, and she started gripping my arm, digging her nails into my bare skin.

“Cum, baby. Go ahead.” I whispered in her ear, nibbling it softly.

“Oh god yes!” She screamed, arching her whole body forward. While she was trying to steady her breathing, I started stroking myself faster.

I wrapped her legs around my waist and carried her over to her bed, and laid her down. I unzipped my pants, pulling them down, and kicking them off to the side. I climbed on top of her, and left rough kisses all down her neck, taking the time to trace each collar bone with tiny nibbles from my teeth.

“I need you Gray. I need you to make me forget. Make me forget all about him, Grayson.” She whimpered, reaching down taking my dick in her hands and stroking it. Despite how good it felt, I had other plans. I smirked and shook my forefinger at her, moving in between her legs.

I pulled her black lace pantys down and tossing it off to the floor. She crossed her legs but I pinned them open, gripping her thighs.  

She looked at me, biting her bottom lip, as she ran her hand through my hair pushing it off of my forehead. I gave her a smirk and sunk downward, allowing my lips to lightly graze her inner thighs. I gently nibbled little love bites all down the inside of her legs, licking them and then blowing cool air on them so they’d tingle.

“Mm. Grayson.” She groaned, tugging at my hair. She arched her back and rolled her hips forward, and I went for it face first. I licked up and down her slit, letting the tip of my tongue wrestle with the folds as my thumb rubbed circles into her tiny ball of nerves.

“Oh my god!” She gasped, squeezing her legs closed. I pushed them back apart and took her hand, holding it tight. I continued to kiss, lick and suck, focusing on getting a reaction from Y/N.  

“Gray, if you keep doing that I’m gonna-” She choked out, unable to finish her sentence. I slid two fingers inside of her and started pumping quickly. She squirmed around under me, letting me know she was close.

“Grayson! Fuck! I’m about to cum!” She yelled, jerking away from me. Her chest rose and fell heavily. Seeing her like that only made me want her more. I straddled her waist and held her face in my hands, touching my forehead to hers.

“I want you Y/N.” I mumbled against her lips, peering into the depths of her soulful brown eyes.

“I want you too.“ She smiled, pulling me in for a kiss. My hands roamed down her body, tracing over all her curves.  

“Do you think you’re ready for me yet?” I asked, kissing the tops of her shoulders. I sat up and looked down at her as she bit her bottom lip giving me a nod.

I grabbed her ankles and pulled her towards the end of the bed, aligning our hips.

“Say my name Y/N.” I asked, sliding inside of her. Her face scrunched up and once I was all the way in, she let out a loud moan.

“Grayson! Fuck your dick is huge!” She groaned, propping herself up on her elbow, slightly out of breath.

“Is it bigger than Trey’s?” I smirked, running my hand through my hair. I put my other hand on her waist, pulling her in closer.

“Mhm.” She groaned, moving her hips in sync with mine. As I pushed, she swiveled her hips in figure-eight motion that drove me closer and closer to the edge. I bent down a bit and she reached up, locking our lips. Her arms clung to the back of my neck, and she hooked her legs around my waist as I picked up speed. Her breathing became heavier, and she started to let out tiny gasps of pleasure.

“Does that feel good?“

” Do I make you feel good baby girl?” I grunted. Thrusting myself harder into her.

“Ass up.” I demanded, slapping her butt signaling her to turn over. She turned around on her hands and knees, I grabbed her hips guiding them back towards me some more.  

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Reader’s POV

Grayson had me at the end of the bed, bending over on all fours. He grabbed my hips holding me still, as he slide himself into me. I arched my back feeling him fill up inside me. I gripped onto the sheet, as I threw my hips back, in a fast pace. Moans escaping my lips, as I felt him grabbing the back of my neck holding it tight.  

“Thick ass!” he said, as his large hand came in contact with my butt with a hard slap, making it sting.

He kept pumping himself in and out of me, while I threw it back at him. I heard a few groans coming from Grayson.

“Fuck Y/N, you feel so good.” He growled, taking a fist full of my hair and pulled it back, while he kept thrusting himself into me deeper and faster. He was hitting my spot, and I could feel myself shaking. My arms were getting to weak to hold myself up. Grayson noticed, and slowed down his pace, leaving a trail of kisses up my back, before stopping by my ear.

“Turn over baby let me see you.” he whispered, and I rolled over onto my back.

“You’re so beautiful.” his voice sounded soft. I smiled and wrapped my arms around his neck, connected my lips onto his. He parted his mouth slightly, and my tongue met his. He pushed himself inside me, starting slow, than picking up pace after each thrust, causing me to crawl at his back.

He knew how to make he feel good. He knew exactly were to touch me, everything he did turned me on. I mean yeah, I’ve always thought that Grayson was attractive, but he was one of my best friends. I never pictured that I would ever be having sex with him. I know it was wrong what we were doing, but right now, at this very moment, everything about it felt so right. I need this, I need him.  

I felt Grayson picking up speed, getting deeper with each thrust. His breathing becoming more heavy, as sweat dripped down from his face. I didn’t mind it though. The thought of him putting in this much work to please me, and make me feel good because he wanted to, turned me on even more.  

I can feel my stomach start to tense up, and my breathing became faster and heavier. I was about to cum, and I guess he knew.

“Are you close?” He mumbled against my ear, grabbing a hold on my hands, and entwining his fingers with mine.

“Mhm.” I whimpered, pressing my body up against his.

“Shit, me too.” He growled, thrusting deep. I felt my legs going weak, and a heat flushed through my body. His movements started becoming sloppier and slower.

“I’m gonna cum baby.” He was so close. I could feel his dick throbbing inside of me. He thrusted a few more times, and then collapsed next to me, trying to catch his breath. I turned over on my side and smiled, pushing his hair back. He had a satisfied grin on his face, holding back a laugh.

He placed a kiss on my forehead, and wrapped his muscular arms around my naked body. I buried my face into his board chest, running my hand over the nail prints, and scratch marks I left on his arm.  

“Sorry.” I whispered, tracing over the scratches with my finger.

“It’s okay.” he lightly chuckled before planting another kiss on my forehead.

We laid there in silence, with his arms still tightly wrapped around me. It was nice, kind of confusing, but it felt nice. I was laying there still trying to figure out how this all even happened. One minute we were playing tug of war with my phone, the next we were making out on my living floor, and now we’re in my bed naked, cuddling after having some hot ass sex. I felt Grayson tracing small circles in my lower back, my eyes were starting to feel heavy, and before I knew it I had already fallen asleep.

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Grayson’s POV

I heard soft breathing from under me, I glanced down, and noticed that Y/N had fallen asleep. I smiled at the thought of what just happened between us. Even though a part of me couldn’t help but wonder if what we did was wrong or not. I mean Y/N like pretty much my best friend, and she had literally just gotten out of a relationship two days ago. I just didn’t want her to think I was trying to take advantage of her. I’ve always wanted her, but more ways then just sex, I wanted to love her, I wanted to be there for her as more than a friend, I wanted to protect her, I wanted to make her feel good, and make her happy. I wanted to be her boyfriend. I know right now is probably not the right time, to bring that up. I’ll bring it up eventually m, but just not right now. Especially after all of this. I’m sure she’s probably just as confused as I am, if not more. Whatever happens I guess we would just have to figure it out in the morning. I wrapped my arms tighter around Y/N pulling her body closer, I rested my chin on the top of her head, and drifted off to sleep.

Originally posted by couplenotes

Reader’s POV

I was more tired than usual, I was awake but my eyes didn’t want to open. I flinched a little feeling a hand on my hip. Suddenly remembering everything that happened last night I opened my eyes, to see Grayson sleeping next to me. I couldn’t help but smile at how cute he looked, with his mouth slightly opened, and his messy hair falling over his face as he slept. I stared at him, replaying the events of last night in my head. What does this mean? Does it even mean anything? I mean I just out of a relationship and I end up having sex with my best friend.  

I was broken out of my thoughts when I heard my phone ringing from the other side of me. I reached my head behind my head to grab it, and Cristina’s name popped up on the screen. I press the lock button, not feeling like talking right now, so I’ll just call her back later. I moved Grayson’s hand from my hip, carefully so I wouldn’t wake him, and rolled over to put my phone on the charger. I felt a hand back on my hip gripping it a little, and turned around to see Grayson laying there with his eyes still closed.

“Come back here.” he spoke in was raspy morning voice, giving me a puppy dog pout. I couldn’t help but giggle. I didn’t argue or say anything, I just pulled myself closer to him, and he wrapped his arm around me, running his fingers up and down my back. It was quite between us for a few seconds, and I could feel Grayson looking at me. I tilted my head up to see his face.

“What?” I asked, pushing some of the hair in his face back.

He didn’t say anything, he just kept his gaze on me. It was only for a few seconds, but it felt as if I was staring into his eyes for hours. He pushed back some of my curls behind my ear, and rest his hand on the side of my face. He moved his face closer to mine until his lips were touching mine. I closed my eyes and kissed him back, my hands found the sides of his face, pulling him in closer. I parted my lips, allowing him entrance. As our kiss was getting more intense, I put one of my hand on his hand and combed my fingers through his hair, while the other hand still rested on his cheek. He turned himself over, and positioned himself on top of me. I wrapped my arms around his neck, as he deepened our kiss. He was using one hand to support himself up on top of me, and with the other he roamed down my body, resting it on my leg, lifting it up and wrapping it around his waist.  

My phone kept ringing on the nightstand, but I didn’t want to stop to check who it was.

* * * *

“I called your phone like 100 times. What ar…. Oh my god!” Cristina was standing at the bedroom door completely shocked at the scene happening in front of her.  

At this very moment, I regret giving her a copy of my apartment keys. Grayson pulled himself off of me, and laid back down with his hands over his face, letting out a deep breathe. I sat up pulling the cover over me to cover up my naked body.

“Um uh I-I’m … gonna just go.” Cristina said awkwardly, turning around and walking out the apartment. 

Great. Now I’m going to have to explain to her what happened. Not that I mind talking to her, its just I don’t even how to explain this. What do I say? That I made out with Grayson, called him my ex boyfriend’s name by accident, and then he got mad and left, then he came back here to fuck my brains out. I sat on my bed, and threw my head back on the head board, letting out a frustrated groan. My phone notification went off my letting me know I had just received a text message. I grabbed my phone off the nightstand next to me, to see who it was from. It was from Trey…  

Defining Bellarke Moments

This is my first list/meta sort of post. I hope you like it :)

Bellamy and Clarke have one the best developed relationships I’ve seen on TV in a long time but there are moments that really define their growth individually and together. These are just my top five:

5) “May we meet again”
Season 2 Episode 15

I think it was Bellamy’s face when Clarke tells him she’s not coming back inside. He’s heartbroken, not in the sense that he’s in love with her (which he is) but in the sense that his best friend is leaving. She is leaving in this shattered, devastated state and he can’t do anything to help her. “If you want forgiveness, I’ll give it to you. You’re forgiven OK? Please. Come inside.” It’s such a great parallel to 1x08. She helped him, she supported him and he wants to do the same for her. But he’s also heartbroken because one of the people he cares about most in the world is leaving him to deal with his trauma, and that of others, on his own. He pleads and urges but she doesn’t stay. It’s such a heart-wrenching scene. 

4) “I see you”
Season 4 Episode 13

In case there is any doubt in your mind, please remember that Clarke Griffin tried to contact Bellamy Blake everyday for 2199 days. What is beautiful about this scene is that she wakes up with a smile on her face and holds up the radio to talk to this boy. She has done this EVERYDAY FOR SIX YEARS. She still has hope that she will see him again. She even says that she does this to keep herself sane, to remember the person she was. Clarke literally anchors herself to him. “You keep her centered.” But that isn’t even the best part of the scene. No, that would be the pure unfettered joy on her face when she sees the ship come into the sky - when she thinks she’s going to see him again.

3) “If I’m on that list, you’re on that list”
Season 4 Episode 3

Anything I write about this scene is not going to compare with the amazing metas already written but still. This scene was affirmation that neither Bellamy nor Clarke can imagine living without the other. It is also indicative of the individual guilt they each feel for the things they have done in the past. This scene carried so much weight, not just as a Bellarke scene but also as a scene to more or less define the core of the show at this point - do we deserve to survive after what we’ve done? But specifically in terms of a Bellamy and Clarke scene, it shows how far they’ve come - from “I’m getting that wristband, even if I have to cut off her hand to do it” to “Write it down or I will”. Also, can we talk about the hand nuzzle?

2) “There’s something I thought I’d never see”
Season 2 Episode 5

The reunion of all reunions. The hug of all hugs. I don’t know how you can watch this scene and still think that Bellamy and Clarke are not meant to be a romantic pairing. The way it’s choreographed, shot and edited completely point to the fact that it is. She runs at him and launches into the hug, completely losing herself in it, in relief that he’s alive. There is even a crescendo in the damn music! Octavia watches in surprise as Bellamy, though initially taken aback, quickly reciprocates by wrapping his arms around her back and burying his nose in her hair. What is important for me in this scene is that for the first time since the start of the season, they both look at peace. Like the whole first five episodes have been a huge inhale, and now they can finally breathe out and catch their breath. It is also the first time they have been physically intimate in their relationship (obviously I don’t mean sexually). Bellamy even recoils instinctively because he and Clarke have never hugged before. Before this he wasn’t sure if Clarke even liked him, much less cared about him in this way - a hug is an intimate gesture reserved for people you care about. Octavia even vocalises what he’s thinking “There’s something I thought I’d never see”. Only now he knows he can let his guard down. He realises that he cares about her just as much as she appears to care about him and maybe he can show her that. I think even for Clarke, though she is anxious to see all her friends safe, she is surprised by her own reaction to seeing Bellamy again. She’s so overjoyed to see him that she runs across the camp and throws her arms around him. I don’t think that was a planned course of events. But unlike Bellamy, she goes for it. She loses herself into the hug because just the sheer relief and happiness she feels seeing him again clouds any inhibitions she has about physical intimacy with him.
Gah I love this scene. Yet. It is not my favourite.

Honourable mentions: 
- “You’re not the only one trying to forgive yourself” Beach hug. The moonlight. The angst. How lovely. Even in terms of story, Bellamy’s whole arc in season 3 is anchored on what he says in this moment. When she left, she left him without support and with all the responsibility of the leadership they had shared. And he was angry and disappointed. He tells her he doesn’t want to feel that way anymore, because he genuinely doesn’t. He cares about her too much. And he can’t lose another person he loves because of his actions.
- “Ready to be a badass Clarke?” The scene where Bellamy is teaching Clarke to shoot. I’M SORRY WHAT KIND OF TROPE-Y SHIT. Everybody knows that when a guy shows a girl how to do an action from behind, he likes the girl. In the immortal words of Nick Miller “Watch any sports movie”. This scene is visual confirmation that Bellarke is meant to be a romantic pairing. We’ve watched enough television/movies to know this. There is nothing deep and meaningful about this scene but it’s fucking important regardless. Can we also talk about the fact that Bellamy PHYSICALLY WINCES when he realises he’s standing so close to Clarke? I mean.
- “Try doing that tied upside down” WHERE SHE REACHES FOR HIS GODDAMN HAND TO HOLD HER.
-“I’ve got you for that” Head. And. Heart.

Now for 1) “It’s Ok. I’m going to help you”
Season 1 Episode 3

Let’s get one thing straight: I don’t in any way think this is a romantic scene. You see somebody suffering from unimaginable pain and then die. But this scene is, for me, the beginning of Bellamy’s relationship with Clarke. Up until this point we see Bellamy assume a role of what he thinks is leadership. He’s crass and obnoxious and arrogant because he thinks that it will get him respect from the other kids. But here he is in a situation that requires him to show strength - this kid lays dying on the ground covered in burns, choking on blood and he’s begging to be put out of his misery. And Bellamy can’t do it. He holds the blade but he can’t get himself to do this. And then he sees this girl, self-righteous and steeped in privilege, sit down next to Atom and stroke his hair. She tells him she’s going to help him. She sings to him… and she punctures his jugular. Atom fades away and Bellamy can’t believe it. This is the moment when he realises who Clarke is… and who he is. She has shown courage that he thought he had, but doesn’t. There is more to this girl than her parents and the station she was born into. “Get Clarke whatever she needs”.I love the beginnings of relationships… especially in the context of the rest of the story. I love defining moments that hold so much weight once more of the story is told. This was also the moment I realised that I love this story and I love these people. 

I hope you enjoyed that. I also hope to write more if you did :)

EXO: Having A Crush On Female Noona Member But Afraid Of The Hate/Possibility Of Her Losing Her Job

(Sorry this was kind of crappy. It really didn’t turn out the way I wanted/hoped it would’ve turned out to be. Some of the reactions didn’t include the losing your job part but I still hope you enjoy. <3)


Originally posted by prince-chanyeol

He could feel himself falling for you, deep inside. The way every time you smiled, his heart would flutter a little bit gave it away. Every time he heard your voice, the everlasting smile on his face would only grow bigger. Every touch sent his way by you would set his body ablaze, your fingers leaving burning spots everywhere you touched. He was only worried about two thing, and two thing only about delving into a relationship with you; the hate and the possibility of losing your job.

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About Aquamarine and Topaz

Are you kidding me right now? 

It is ridiculous that people are complaining about these two characters before we’ve even met them. Designs are reflective of personality BUT are also meant to tell stories behind the character.

When you look at these characters, you can get SO MUCH out of their design. Complexity isn’t everything.

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Part 17 - Here to Collect

Pairing: Luke & Y/N

Words: 1.020


Copyright © 2015-2017 DestielHolmes.  All rights reserved.

Originally posted by theworldaway

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What is it that I want? What I really want?

I have no fucking idea. I mean, I want him, or wanted… Those moments, they feel so far way now, so hard to reach… like a dream. But I don’t think I can forgive him. What he did, I can’t just forget about it. Even if I want to, i just can’t. Ugh, I can still hear her voice, it annoys me so much and it still hurts thinking of it. There’s so much mixed feelings inside me. Hate. Irritation. Annoyance.  Pain. I hate what he did. It irritates me that I can’t do shit about this. Her existence annoys me. And it pains me knowing I’m not the one.

What the fuck should I do? How will he react when he sees me?… and her?

I shouldn’t have come. I should have just stayed home.

It was just as Ash said, Abbie knew all about this party and almost all the people coming. I wasn’t going to come. I don’t know what made me come. Did I just wanted to see him again? Or did I wanted to see her? Or maybe both of them… together. Maybe I want to know how it is. After all what Ash told me. Who is she? How can she have such power over him? Fuck! I need a drink. I got of the wall I was leaning on making my way through the people.

“You look like you’re about to explode.” Someone said when I reached the drinks table.

“Fuck you Calum.” I said when I turned around.

“Wow. The princess has sharp teeth.” He chucked out. Princess… «Princess.» His voice echoed in my head.

“Don’t call me that.” I mean come on, I don’t need this ass annoying me even more. I’m already at my limit.

He took a hold of my arm as I was leaving. “I warned you.” He said almost at my face.

“Yeah, congratulations.” I gave him a ironic smile.

I turned away again only for him to pull me back again. “I’m sorry.” He left in a second after saying that. I just stood there frowning. I’m sorry?? What?? Fuck you! I already have a lot to think about I don’t need your suddenly bipolar shit on me.

“Y/N” Ash called out. “You came.” He said as he hugged me.

“Yeah, I should’ve stayed home I’m about to have a mental breakdown.” I said when we let go.

“I’m sorry.” His sad eyes looked down at me. I wish it was you instead of him.

“For what?” I asked even through I knew what he was going to say next.

“Making you come to this party. I just want you two to be happy.” I gave him a sincere smile.

“You didn’t make me come Ash and you have nothing to apologize for.” I gave him another smile but his eyes slowly averted from me to something behind me.

“Oh shit…” Was all that he said.

I obviously turned around. What made him have that reaction? It couldn’t be Luke or Laurel cause we are expecting them.

“This is not good Y/N.” He said behind me as my eyes froze on Sabrina’s figure walking through the door.

“It’s not?” What is she doing here? What is she hoping to accomplish? Is she here for me? I think I made it pretty clear for her that she shouldn’t mess with me. Maybe I should have left some mark so she could remember like she did to me. My eye it’s still not fully healed. The dark circle turned into dark greenish little ones. It’s not as bad but it is still visible thru the makeup. I have to admit, that girl knows how to throw a punch.

I could see her eyes scanning the people until they landed on mine. I’m not looking away Sabrina. I need to show her that what happened was real, that I mean business.

Her eyes, finally, continued looking at the people. Looks like I’m not the one she wants after all.

Hum, I wander if the people here knew she would be coming. I scanned the room myself. Scared and excited faces. So they want a show. The question is: Am I in the cast?

“You should leave.” I looked to my side. Calum?

He looked at my frowned brows. “This has nothing to do with you. You should leave.”

Is he serious now? First he apologizes to me and now he tells me to piss off? “I know you don’t like me Calum but-”

“You might get hurt again.” Wha-What?

“I don’t understand you.” I shook my head at him.

“Come on.” He took my hand and moved us through the people and to the door.

We were almost there until he stoped making me crash into his back, his hold on my hand getting tighter.

“Hey Callie. New girlfriend?” That voice. That fucking voice!

I don’t know what happen in my brain, at that moment, but I just wanted to rip her tongue out with my nails. So that’s what I did. Or what I wanted to do because Calum’s arm wrapped around my waist bringing my back against his chest. “Calm down.” He whispered in my ear. “It’s not your fight.”

He’s right. Sabrina’s here. I don’t want to get between these two like one more crazy ex-girlfriend.

My sudden rage stated clearing and my eyes not only focused on her but on the people around me and was when I noticed him behind her.


I don’t know who I hate more, her or him.

“Don’t touch her like that.” His eyes burned in Calum’s as his raspy voice came out making Calum’s arm loosen and Laurel’s brows frown looking at Luke and then at me up and down. Her face turning into one of realization as her posture completely changed to one of possession.

“Well, well, didn’t know they allowed bitches in here.” Sabrina’s voice boomed behind me.

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hey nuggets! long time no see! ^^ i’m so sorry I took so long to update but my pc broke and I had to buy a new one and college is a bitch… anyway hope you liked this chap. please tell me what you think, any ideas that you have. just come and talk to me here. don’t be shy! I love having feed back and knowing what you like most and least will help me write. hope i can get a new update soon. bye love ya all 

p.s. don’t give up on me or my writing!! *cries*

Captain Sara Lance

I’ve been re-watching the first 2 seasons of Legends of Tomorrow cause it ended sooner than Supergirl, Flash, and Arrow.  I know that with the ensemble cast we can’t get in-depth backstories but I just have so many questions about Sara.  I went back and rewatched the Sara story arch on Arrow and LoT changes the tone of some of the interactions like Ra’s isn’t going to avenge Sara’s death cause he knows she comes back to life and he also knew that she was never going to be part of the league.

But with those questions answered I have other questions like Sara never experiences side effects from time travel…  We even see Rip have side effects but not Sara.  Also, does she still have scars? I feel like this was a really important part of her character, very much like Oliver, but we don’t talk about them ever again and if the answer is that the pit removed them that’s cool I just wish we had a better closure to that.

All in all, I just need more…  I feel like there is so much more to her then we get to see and Caity Lotz has the depth to explore all of those things and I hope we get to see more of it in season 3

He Would Have Loved To See Him (Part 2)

Star Wars (Rogue One) One Shot

Characters: [FEMALE] Reader x Cassian Andor + Poe Dameron & Leia Organa

Warnings: mentions of death, Rogue One and The Force Awakens spoilers

Request: “Could you do a sequel to your cassian andor imagine “He Would Have Loved To See Him”. Can it be based in The Force Awakens where, after being part of the mission that blows up starkiller base, the reader tells Poe how proud his father would have been of him and how he would have loved to see him fight for the cause that he dedicated his life to? Maybe something fluffy because that imagine was super sad xx” - anonymous

“you should totally write a part 2 for this!!!” - poe-damerxn

Word Count: 752

A/N: I know technically this isn’t really Rogue One or mentions much of Cassian but for sake of organization that’s why I’ve formatted it like that. And I wasn’t sure if you wanted the reader to continue her role from the part 1, but that’s what I did anyway (meaning she stays Poe’s mother and is not another character) !! This is still a little sad, but I feel like it’s a happy kind of sad? Here is PART 1

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