i will never get over how beautiful she is

bare your souls

Summary: Bucky says I love you for the first time || bucky barnes x reader || oneshot

Warnings: light smut but there is some

Note: ALL THE FLUFF!!! also, thank god for personal hotspots or this wouldn’t have been posted util tomorrow; this is terrible anyways so it probs wouldn’t have made a difference

i’ll put this on my masterlist in the next few days

Originally posted by seabasschino

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diamondsparkle42  asked:

Can I request an hc where RFA + V and Saeran react to MC having a boyfriend that's not in the RFA, but the guys still like her? Like, maybe she talks about him on the messenger, or sends pictures of the two, or even invites him to the RFA party and they are jealous and try to flirt with MC and things like that? Maybe they even try to make her boyfriend jealous of MC's relationship with the RFA members? I'm sorry if this makes no sense.

Hellohello~ Thank you very much for your patience!!

I didn’t include V. He doesn’t really seem to be the type to act on his jealousy, nor reveal it… He’d just try to be happy for you, and try not to get in the way of your relationship…

And I’m pretty sure you meant more of a long-term thing where her boyfriend would get jealous buuuut… if I did that, the reactions would only be the same thing for each character… I’m sorry if this isn’t exactly what you wanted, I was really tired while writing this but, I tried to make it work ^^

–R.I.

Request Killing: 14/30


Yoosung

  • He was actually the one who introduced you to your boyfriend… by accident, that is. Yoosung had only been showing you around his campus, and by chance, the two of you had bumped into a teaching assistant from one of his classes.
  • The said assistant, only a year older than you as it turned out, had fallen in love with you at first sight, and promptly flirted with you, eventually getting your number and persistently courting you. You’d been flattered by his dedication, and decided to give the relationship a try—he seemed really genuine after all.
  • Well, Yoosung wasn’t really happy about this, but he didn’t want to be a downer when you seemed so happy with your boyfriend
  • But it became painfully obvious that Yoosung didn’t like him
  • He’d suddenly go offline whenever you began retelling your dates to Jaehee on the chatroom
  • Did his best to avoid talking about your boyfriend, and when you asked, Yoosung would brush off your questions with a, “Hm? Oh, he’s fine” and proceed to change the subject
  • Your boyfriend also mentioned how Yoosung was very curt towards him in classes lately…
  • Despite the obvious distaste Yoosung showed towards him, though, Yoosung would never try to interfere with your relationship.
  • You brought your boyfriend as your plus one to the RFA party, but you hadn’t mentioned it to Yoosung since he always changed the subject and refused to listen, anyway
  • He looked hurt when he saw you walk into the party with your boyfriend, and even ran off to the bathroom stalls.
  • At first, you were going to chase after him, but your boyfriend took the role upon himself instead, telling you to trust him. You stood outside the bathroom, waiting, and hoping to catch some of their conversation. It wasn’t long before you heard their voices raise against each other, but you willed yourself not to cut in.
  • “I liked her long before you did! Why do you think I even brought her to the campus that day?! I wouldn’t just bring her around for the hell of it. I was planning to confess to her… But you ruined it by following us and flirting with her the whole time!”
  • “…Yoosung. Do you think MC is an amazing person?”
  • “Huh? Of course I do…?” Yoosung sounded confused by the question.
  • “In that case, shouldn’t you have been more aware that others would easily notice her good qualities as well? From the moment I saw her, I knew she was different from any other woman I’ve ever met. That’s why I made a move on her. It’s your own loss for being a coward.”
  • Yoosung fell silent.
  • “Anyway, you should get back to the party soon. You and I both know how hard she worked on it. The least you can do is try to enjoy it a bit, you know?”
  • Your boyfriend stepped out soon after his parting statement, and you followed him, asking him in a whisper, “Hey, don’t you think you were a bit harsh back there?”
  • He hung an arm around your shoulder. “I only spoke the truth. He has to grow up someday. He can’t be babied by you guys forever.”
  • Yoosung didn’t talk to you about the incident, but you knew he took your boyfriend’s words to heart because he stopped avoiding talks about your relationship, and even giving you advice whenever you needed it. It wasn’t a major change, but it made you think, maybe he really has grown up a bit.

Zen

  • He’s always been against you having a boyfriend, dead set on convincing you that, “All men are wolves.”
  • He took you to a play that demonstrated this concept, one that his friend happened to be acting in, hoping you would realize from the tragic love story in the play that men were up to no good.
  • … Yeah. Bad move, Zen.
  • That same friend of his developed an interest in you for some reason, and eventually managed to charm you enough to get you to date him.
  • Zen was reluctant, but he did trust his friend to take proper care of you, so he tried to resist complaining
  • Still… he couldn’t help the jealousy that pooled in his chest every time his friend talked about you
  • “MC’s so sweet and considerate! I’m surprised she hasn’t had much experience with dating before, seriously, she’s an amazing girlfriend!”
  • “I know…” Zen replied glumly, not in the mood—never in the mood, to listen about how you doted over your boyfriend
  • “And it’s so hard to resist touching her, she’s seriously beautiful, even though she doesn’t realize it…”
  • “…I know,” Zen repeated himself, slightly angrier this time.
  • “Do you think I should ask her to fuck next time? She does seem a bit prude about tha-“
  • Zen cast his friend an incredulous look. “Don’t say that. Just because she’s not jumping into bed with you doesn’t mean that she’s a prude. And you’re her boyfriend, don’t talk about her as if she’s some one night stand.”
  • “Zen,” his friend laughed, “What’s got you so riled up? She’s just a girl. You know that actors like us can have any girl we want. She should be happy I even looked at her or considered dating.”
  • Anger rose to the silver-haired actor’s chest, but he clenched his jaw and held back his words. Instead, he complained to you, indirectly.
  • “MC… haven’t you ever considered getting a different boyfriend? Maybe someone who’s, well, more handsome, more suitable for you,” Zen suddenly said in a call one night, causing you to furrow your eyebrows in confusion
  • He wouldn’t tell you the reason, but he wouldn’t need to, either.
  • You found your boyfriend having sex with some random girl (that he probably picked up from the streets) when you had been visiting his apartment, hoping to surprise him. Well. Turns out you were the one surprised instead.
  • But… you didn’t want to break up with him. It sounded stupid, but he’d made you feel like he really loved you… like he really thought you were beautiful… Maybe it was because he was an actor, but it felt so real.
  • So you didn’t say anything about your boyfriend’s cheating. But you found yourself feeling more and more depressed as the days passed and you stayed in a relationship with him
  • Zen was the one who came to your apartment, bringing meals for you, movies to keep you distracted, blankets to build a fort…
  • Often fell asleep with you in his arms when the two of you were worn out from everything else
  • You found yourself enjoying these moments with Zen a lot, and you’d turn down your boyfriend’s requests for dates… But he knew you were with Zen, because your scent would linger on Zen’s clothing.
  • He got more and more jealous, and even forced himself into your apartment, demanding you to spend a night with him to prove you weren’t cheating with Zen, ignoring your protests and using his strength to deny you the ability of escaping
  • It was lucky that Zen had planned to drop by, and he quickly threw your boyfriend off of you, easily restraining him and landing continuous hits on him
  • When all was done and dealt with, you were single again, and Zen was right by your side, sighing as he said,
  • “See? I told you, all men are wolves.”
  • “…Even you, Zen-oppa?”
  • His cheeks flushed from your comment, but he quickly changed the subject to avoid your question.

Jaehee

  • She did her best to be subtle about her distaste for the man you called “boyfriend.”
  • See, thing is, you had already captured her interest (and heart cough cough) from the first few days you’d met
  • And you hadn’t mentioned that you had a boyfriend. Until now.
  • “You want to invite someone to the party? Is it a friend? Family member?” she asked in the chatroom, curious
  • “Huh? Oh~ No, it’s my boyfriend!” You replied with a picture of you and your boyfriend, clearly proud to show off
  • When V mentioned the photo quality was really good, you sent a few more, explaining that your boyfriend was a photographer and used a high quality camera to take pictures on dates. The chatroom filled with your lovey-dovey couple photos, and you even started to talk about your boyfriend animatedly
  • Jaehee watched this go on for a while before she interrupted, texting, “Hey. Back on topic, there isn’t enough room for an extra guest. Don’t invite him. We can not accommodate for him.”
  • …Which confused you. You knew there was more than enough room for another hundred guests, especially since you had invited most of them yourself.
  • Perhaps there was another reason that you didn’t know about, so you decided to let it go.
  • However, when one of the guests said they couldn’t make it to the party, Jaehee had no excuse to hold you back from bringing your boyfriend.
  • You couldn’t help but notice how, although Jaehee was professional to all the other guests, she was curt and tight-lipped when interacting with your boyfriend, and almost seemed like she was glaring at him.
  • Minus the “almost.”
  • When you asked her about her behaviour, she averted her eyes as she subconsciously jutted out her bottom lip. “I don’t like your boyfriend,” she mumbled, cheeks reddening.
  • It surprised you a lot—you never pegged her to be the jealous type, and actually… why was she jealous in the first place?
  • She bit her lip, deciding it was now or never to admit her feelings. “MC… I really, really like you,” she said almost in a whisper. “I really do. But I know you’re happy with your boyfriend… I can see that with how you look at him and how he smiles at you, and how happy you look in all your photos… It makes me jealous every time but I really love you and I want you to be happy, so… I’ll be okay even if you don’t like me back.”
  • You could only stare, lost for words.
  • “I know you’re probably confused… and I know this is out of character, b-but… I can’t help it. This is the first time I’ve liked someone so much. I don’t understand these emotions myself, I’m sorry,” Jaehee said, quickly removing her glasses to wipe her tears with the back of her hand. “Just pretend you never heard me. I-I’ll move on. Don’t worry about it. Really.”
  • And then she ran off, not giving you a chance to respond. But both of you knew that no matter how you answered her, it wouldn’t be a good one. Still, you would’ve liked to thank her for her feelings, at the very least…
  • But the next time she talked to you, it was as if the incident had never happened in the first place.

Seven

  • Considering he wasn’t really “allowed” to have feelings for anyone, he could only show his (overwhelming) jealousy in the subtlest of ways
  • Or well, at least he thought it was subtle, you know?
  • He hacked into your phone and programmed it so that any photos you tried to send of you and your boyfriend would automatically be deleted… AND a photo of himself cosplaying would be sent to your boyfriend’s phone instead…
  • When you complained about it, he reassured you that it was merely a bug
  • You believed him at first
  • But his jealousy became blatantly obvious at the party, when you brought your boyfriend along
  • Seven was literally hanging all over you, basically trapping you in his hugs the entire time and making your boyfriend feel awkward
  • Forced you to sit on his lap during dinner through pure strength
  • Took a lot of selfies with you
  • Blew kisses to you at least a thousand times throughout the night
  • Even kissed you on the cheek every few minutes after he got drunk!
  • Well, with Seven’s unnecessary interference, your boyfriend felt really, really uncomfortable.
  • “Hey, you know, if this was a way to tell me you weren’t interested in me anymore, well, I got the message. You could’ve just told me yourself,” your boyfriend muttered, “So uhm, this is it, we’re breaking up I guess.”
  • Before you could even explain the misunderstanding, Seven had his hands clamped over your mouth and pulled you into a hug, preventing you from chasing after your now-ex.
  • “Don’t go after him,” he whispered into your ear, sounding pained. “Please… look at me instead.”

Jumin

  • You never noticed that Jumin was jealous at all
  • He hid it very well, and even appeared interested in your relationship with your boyfriend, often asking questions
  • It wasn’t until the RFA party that you started to notice something seemed off about Jumin
  • He (and Driver Kim) picked you up from the apartment, even though you said your boyfriend had no problem doing so… Jumin had even bought a fancy dress that was exactly your size (even though he had never asked you) as well as matching shoes and accessories…
  • You didn’t think much of it—maybe he did this for everyone?
  • You didn’t notice the dark smirk that crossed his expression when you walked out of the apartment wearing everything he’d bought. To him, it was like he already marked you as his.
  • The ride to the party was quiet, with Jumin acting as the perfect gentleman when he led you in and out of the car.
  • “…Why are you holding my waist like this?” you asked
  • He smiles back pleasantly, “I’m only acting as a proper escort, MC. Don’t worry.”
  • Camera flashes made you turn your head, and you remembered that the man beside you was Jumin Han, a young, hot, and highly sought-after corporate director. Your relationship with him appeared much more intimate because of the way he held you, earning murmurs from the surrounding crowds. Even though he claimed it was a professional gesture, you knew better.
  • …Especially from the jealous expression on your boyfriend’s face, you could tell that the way Jumin touched you must have looked far from professional.
  • You’d hardly entered the party hall when your boyfriend stormed past you, anger flashing in his eyes. “So this is why you didn’t want me to pick you up? So you could show off to the world that you’re Jumin Han’s plaything?”
  • The fact that his first words to you were to express his anger upset you. You’d put in so much time into your appearance, couldn’t he at least have said something about that? Or maybe even greet you like a normal boyfriend would, with a hug and/or a kiss? But no, he had to yell at you instead.
  • Jumin came up behind you, placing a hand on your shoulder to ask if you were okay—god that made your boyfriend mad, because Jumin was acting as if he was the boyfriend.
  • You stared questioningly at Jumin, who watched with a satisfied smirk as your boyfriend moodily left the party. Had he intended that…?
  • But… Jumin’s usual dense character made you doubt it.
  • His stupidity played to benefit him, for once……

Saeran

  • Really jealous that he wasn’t the one who could claim you as his girlfriend…
  • Often texted your boyfriend from your phone when you were busy, telling him to come back later
  • Cuddled with you often—shamelessly
  • Whenever you went on dates, he would call for you to come back, sounding helpless. The trick never failed. You’d always come back to his arms… even though you weren’t his.
  • But he wanted you to belong to him, so, so bad.
  • Saeran made it clear that he didn’t like your boyfriend
  • Sent pictures of the two of you together to your boyfriend to state that you were occupied
  • Saeran would call you over so much that you’d spend more days with him than your own boyfriend
  • But the sexual tension was hiiiiiiiiigh…
  • He’d always make sure to touch you as much as he could while still maintaining a platonic image
  • But his gaze would linger a little long on your face
  • His voice, almost always a little too close to your ear, sending shivers down your spine
  • His gentle touch, too comfortable– too comfortable because his arms made you feel so warm and secure that you could just fall asleep, but you didn’t feel that with your actual lover
  • Being with Saeran felt so right, and that was exactly why it felt wrong.
  • Your boyfriend had more bursts of anger as time passed—“I always smell his scent on you! There’s no way you’re not cheating when you’re close enough for his scent to rub off this strongly on you!”
  • To which you would always protest that you weren’t attracted to Saeran like that—but you were—and that you would never cheat—so why did you feel so guilty—and that you were faithful.
  • But your boyfriend couldn’t take it anymore. He couldn’t stand how close you were to some man he hardly knew. So after enough weeks of arguing whether you were with Saeran or not, he finally broke up with you.
  • You felt conflicted—you knew it was mainly your fault, but it wasn’t like you hadn’t liked him at all, because you did.
  • The break-up did hurt, but Saeran was there with you, every step of the way, hugging you tightly—with a relieved smile on his face of course.
  • Maybe you could finally belong to him now, instead.
Lies

Summary: (Request) Where bucky ignores y/n or responds to her with one word or something like that? and when she confronts him he randomly blurts out that he likes her all along 

Word count: 707

 A/N: Kinda changed it up a bit but it’s still around the same concept. Hope you don’t mind 


She knew she was fucked the moment she realized she fell for him.

Why?

Because Bucky Barnes hates her. Even more after their recent mission. Y/N wasn’t able to dodge the bullet targeted on her thigh, incapable of finishing her assigned task which according to Bucky, messed up the whole mission.

But god, she was too tired to fight back, staying seated on the couch and choosing to listen to Steve and Bucky’s bickering instead, constantly rolling her eyes on every remark. Steve just had to defend her to avoid another 30 minutes of yelling probably every curse word possible in the dictionary. Telling Bucky that it could’ve been you. It wasn’t her fault.

“But I didn’t get shot, didn’t I? She’s too weak to even be assigned on a mission!” Bucky fought back, jaw clenched while running a hand through his hair.

“You’re being an unreasonable ass, Bucky.” Steve shot back. Despite being his best friend, he was being too shallow right now that he would do anything to avoid another migraine from coming.

“Language!”

“Shut the fuck up, Tony.” Steve spoke sternly, eyes still set on Bucky’s face.

“You know what, Barnes?” Y/N said, wincing as she stood up from her seat. She was fuming now, range consuming her. Fuck, it hurt that he felt nothing for her. Not even a bit of sympathy.

But that was all a lie. An act.

“If you want me out, just say the goddamn words and I’ll start packing up my shit for your sake.”

Tears prickled in her eyes but she didn’t want to break down in front of him because crying wouldn’t change the fact that Bucky already saw her as someone weak.

He never hated her. Not even close. But the truth? He hated himself for not being there to save her. He was never angry at her, more to himself. And the thought of losing her terrified him, unable to breathe as if his lungs were taken out of his body.

Before anyone could say anything, she turned on the balls of her feet to exit the room. Nat immediately rushing to her side to help her out, only for Y/N to tell her that she was fine through gritted teeth but Bucky beat her to it, blocking out the elevator before she could leave.

“Y/N?” He whispered.

He’s never felt this guilty. It was his fault. He did this to her. 

 “I’m sorry, Y/N. I’m so sorry.” 

 She laughed and it wasn’t filled with any humor at all. And with those bloodshot eyes, a bandaged thigh, scars and bruises all over her body, Bucky couldn’t help but wonder- 

 How was she still so beautiful? 

“Get out of the way. I don’t need your pity, Barnes.” 

 Bucky almost winced at the tone of her voice. 

 What have I done? What have I done? What have I done? 

“Please just listen to me, Y/N.” He almost begged. Bucky just wanted fix the mess he’s made. But after what he did? It was impossible. 

“Listen to you? After underestimating me in front of the whole team, you want me to listen to you?” She scoffed. 

“I’m angry at myself. Angry that I wasn’t there to protect you when I could’ve lost you then and there. I should’ve protected you but I didn’t. It should’ve been me. You don’t deserve this.” He was breathless now, eyes wide in realization that he admitted everything to Y/N. To himself. 

“You screwed me over, Bucky. All these months, you treated me like–" 

 "I’m in love with you, Y/N.“ 

 ”-scum!“ 

 She almost missed it. 

 Almost. 

The next thing she knew, he was in front her, lips a few inches apart, able to feel his breath on her face and wow his eyes were blue. So fucking blue that she wouldn’t mind getting lost in them for days.  He slowly pressed his lips against hers, Y/N laying her hand on the nape of his neck, fingers intertwining in the soft locks of his hair. Bucky felt butterflies in his stomach and for the first time in years he’s never felt this much love. For the first time in years, he’s never felt so alive.


I’ll never forget the devasted expression in my English Language teacher’s face when I was 13 and asked her if she could help me get rid of my accent. She was a glorious, intelligent and tender woman and the first person to openly talk to me about how important it is to value our own culture over hegemomic european and north american influences, and how important it was to cultivate my identity as latina and to be proud of my accent, not ashamed

Don’t Say Anything (part 8)

Summary: You finally decide to tell Bucky that you’ve been in love with him since the day you met but what happens when you walk in on him with a girl? And not just any girl; Natasha.

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Warnings: oh shit.

A/N: I’m thinking about getting my nose pierced. Do and of you have a nose piercing? Does it hurt?


“You weren’t joking. He really is oblivious.” Pietro laughed as the two of you walked into Big Daddy’s.

“I told you.” you laugh with him, finding a booth near the window and sitting down.

“That’s insane.” he shook his head.

Your laughter subsides as Angela, a waitress you’ve come to know, comes around to your table. “Hey Y/N. The usual?”

You smiled and nod. “Yep.” you imagine the cup of the vanilla shake with oreo cookies and your mouth waters.

Angela writes it down and looks over at Pietro before a confused look comes across her face. “Where’s Bucky?”

You bite your bottom lip. “He was busy. This is Pietro, he’s one of my best friends.”

Angela turns to Pietro and shakes his hand. “Well, any friend of Y/N’s is a friend of mine.” the blonde smiles at her. “What can I get ya, hun?”

“Umm..” Pietro scans over the milkshake options before deciding. “I’ll have a strawberry milkshake.”

She writes it down on her little notepad and nods. “Alright, coming right up.” she turns to walk away.

“Angela, wait!” you exclaim, fishing out the coupons Bucky had given you. “Here.” you give her the two coupons and she looks them over before nodding.

“I’ll be right back with your order.” she smiled, waving the coupons around. You watch as she disappeared into the back before turning around.

“She’s nice.” Pietro says and you nod.

“She’s usually working when Buck and I come here. That’s why she knows me.” you explain. Pietro nods.

“So, if things go as planned, I’ll be going home soon. Bucky looks like he’s breaking each second he sees me with you.” he sighed, leaning back with a smile.

You roll your eyes. “You’re so sure of yourself.”

“You just don’t believe in me.”

You scoff. “I’ve liked him for years and I’ve waited for a hint that he may possibly like me back but there isn’t. Sorry if I don’t have enough faith in me to believe that you can give me that hint.”

“I have a few tricks up my sleeve.” he smirked. You roll your eyes at your friend just as Angela comes back with your milkshakes. You thank her and pull out two 20 dollar bills.

“Oh no, no, no, no.” she shakes her head as she backed away.

“Angela.” you say, pulling her back to you by her apron.

“No Y/N, you do this all the time.”

“This job pays shit, Ang.”

“Y/N, no.”

You roll your eyes and stuff the money into her pocket with a smile. “Take care of Nathan and yourself, alright?”

Slowly, a smile spreads across Angela’s face. “Thank you.”

You shrug. “Just call me your sugar momma.”

Angela laughs as she walks away and you look over at Pietro who was smiling at you. “What?”

“What you did was nice.” he says.

You tuck your hair behind your ears. “She needs money to support her and Nathan. I just wanna help.”

“Who’s Nathan?”

“Angela’s son.” you state. “He’s two years old. The dad left her when he found out she was pregnant so she’s been on her own and this job doesn’t pay her enough so I give her money.”

“Well that’s really sweet.” Pietro grinned.

“She’s my friend.” you shrug. “I like helping my friends.”

“If I wasn’t gay, I would so date you.” he says in the most serious tone he could muster up.

“But you’re not gay.”

“Oh, right.” he hummed. “You’re just not my type.”

You playfully glare at him and he laughs. “I’m everyone’s type, excuse you.”

“True.” he nods. “I just can’t seem to keep my hands off you.”

Pietro reaches over the table to touch your arm and you laugh. “That’s because you’re a clingy piece of shit.”

Pietro smiled. “Also true.”


Bucky closes his door after the elevator doors closed. He scoffed and ran his fingers through his hair, moving to sit down on his bed. “Can you believe that ass?”

“Who, Y/N?” Nat questioned. “You better not be calling my best friend-”

“No not Y/N. I would never call her that.” Bucky cut in. “I’m talking about Pietro.”

Natasha rolled her eyes and muttered under her breath as Bucky continued.

“Who the hell does he think he is? I bet he thinks Y/N likes him.” he scoffed. “News flash, she doesn’t. And she never will. I know that for a fact.” he thinks back to how Pietro smirked at him before entering the elevator. “He’s so fucking annoying, flirting with Y/N in front of me, tryna get a rise outta me. Pathetic.” the brunette rolls his eyes. “I could have Y/N under my arm if I really wanted to. Show him not to mess with me.”

Bucky almost forgot that Natasha, his girlfriend was sitting right beside him until she spoke. “Oh my god. You like Y/N.”

He snaps his head towards the beautiful red head and stumbles over his words. What the fuck was he thinking, saying that shit in front of Nat? What the fuck was he thinking, saying that shit period!

“Oh my god.” she repeats, this time with a scoff. “You do. You like her.”

Bucky finally finds some words to say. “No I don’t.”

“It’s obvious that you do.”

“Well I don’t.”

Natasha stands up and folds her arms across her chest. “So how long have you liked my best friend?”

Bucky, frustrated, pulls at his hair. “I don’t like Y/N.”

“Bullshit, James. Tell me the truth!” she raised her voice.

“I am telling the truth, Natalia.” he spat back.

The red head rolls her eyes at the soldier. “You were just having a mini rant about how Pietro was flirting with Y/N in front of you and how you could easily have her under your arm.” she says. When Bucky stayed silent, Natasha scoffed once more, gathering her stuff and opening the door. “Talk to me when you’ve figured out your feelings.”

Bucky flinched when the door slammed shut and he laid back on his bed. He closed his eyes and lets out a deep, long sigh. He was more confused then ever. All this time he’s seen Y/N as his best friend but now seeing her as a love interest confused the hell out of him. Did he like Y/N?


A/N: Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck tell me what you think :))))

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You left her stranded alone when she needed you the most, you completely tore her to pieces and then got annoyed at her for not being whole. Don’t ever tell me you didn’t know what you were doing because we both know you knew exactly what you were doing, tell me, was it because you know she’s the best you could ever get so in your sick twisted mind you decided that you didn’t want her to realise her worth because you know she will leave you, was it all just a game to you? How dare you come in like a tsunami and rip her world apart, how can you possibly have a clear conscious? I can’t wait for the day she realises you’re not worth shit, and stops crying over a boy who isn’t worth a tear. She has this unique beauty about her and guess what? You’re never going to find it in anyone else, she was one of a kind and you lost her.
—  B.L letters I never sent
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UhHHH SO can someone tell me how the Archeopteryx in this game are so damn CUTE?! Seriously, they’re like little dragons; I love the little pointy teeth, those big eyes, and of course the floofy feathers. Also using them to glide will never not be funny to me, these poor little guys have to flap their wings so hard.

Anyways needless to say I am completely smitten and am now suffering from a compulsion to tame any Archeopteryx I come across. I can’t get over the first one I found, a beautiful pink and green lady who I have named Kiwi. She’s so beautiful and cute– as are the other two I’ve managed to find, but her bright color scheme makes her seem particularly like a wondrous fantasy creature. 

Love this game so much! Making so many dino friends is the best!

I’ll be there

I admit I teared up a little bit while writing this! It’s not too much related to Dunkirk but I hope you’ll still like it! Leave your comments behind, I appreciate it! (Pic is not mine, found it on Google)


It was one of those nights where Alex was woken up by a few hits on his leg because his wife was shifting back and forth constantly. He rubbed his fingers over his eyes and turned on the night lamp next to him. As his eyes met her face, he discovered a layer of sweat covering her forehead and small whimpers of distress left her mouth. He knew she was tormented by nightmares again, something that used to happen a lot recently. Alex also knew which dream it was about, (Y/N) had told him thousand times how she tried to save him but failed over and over again.

In her dream, Alex was back off to war and he was drowning. Their ship had been hit by a torpedo and was sinking fast. (Y/N) was there too, everything took place right in front of her eyes. She perceived desperate cries of horror and help all around her but one specific cry always let the blood in her veins freeze. And that specific cry escaped from her husband’s mouth. He was stuck in the sinking ship, the room where he stood filled with water. He hammered against the heavy door and no matter how much she tried to open the fucking damn door, it wouldn’t budge. It seemed like it was glued to the doorframe. She did everything in her might but something prevented her from saving her man. Something that didn’t want her to help him. The ship was drawn into the depths of the ocean, along with Alex, along with the love of her life in no time.

Seeing her in this state, all vulnerable and helpless, broke his heart in two. He would do anything to keep her away from those dreams but they were something neither he nor she had control of. He sat up and crawled closer to her moving body. He shook on her shoulders plenty of times and caressed her wet cheeks. A few tears already dropped onto the cushion she was resting her head on.

She finally tore her eyes wide open, her body shivering terribly, and a small sob escaped her lips.

“C’mere, love.” Alex said, inviting her into his arms. He rested her back against his bare chest, one hand running soothingly through her soft hair while the other hand was lying on her small bump. He kissed the spot behind her ear and her temple numerous times, knowing exactly this was the way she would calm down.

“I’m sorry.” (Y/N) whispered with a trembling voice, very much affected by her dream. “I’m sorry I woke you up.”  No matter how much she went through the same dream, it always affected her badly. She couldn’t imagine a life without Alex. Losing him would mean the end. She would go out of her mind if she had to live without him.

“It’s okay, darlin’.” Alex responded understandingly. “The same dream, huh?”

(Y/N) nodded quietly, the mention of it caused terrible jolts through her body. What did she do to deserve seeing those horrible images all over again? What did she do to deserve watching her love leaving her?

“Every time I have this dream, I think it’ll be different. I think this time I’m going to save you but-“She hiccupped now, new streams of tears flew down her cheeks. “-but it always ends the same, Alex. I can’t take it, can’t take it anymore.”

“Pshh…love…Everything’s fine… It’s fine, okay?” Alex started to massage her shoulders so she could relax from her nightly experience.

“I can’t lose you, Alex. I already did once and I can’t deal with another one. How would I be able to raise our children? I need you so much. I can’t do anything without you.” Panic started to build up in her body.

When she started to talk like this, Alex knew how much she was affected even though it was a dream, created by her own subconsciousness. How many times had she told him that she was no one without him? That she wouldn’t get anything right if it wasn’t for him? He hated when she talked very low about herself when it was quite the opposite. She was a great mother to their three year old son and she managed being a mom and doing the household at the same time perfectly. Even Alex wondered how it was possible to do two things simultaneously.

“(Y/N), my love, you need to calm down. Can you do that for me, beautiful?” He noticed her ragged breathing. If she wouldn’t calm down, she would have a panic attack which had happened often in the past and he couldn’t allow himself to see her in this state. He ordered her to follow his breathing and together the couple inhaled and exhaled at the same rhythm, filling their lungs with oxygen.

He put another kiss on her temple.

“You’re not going to lose me.” He said, caressing her belly. “You three are not going to lose me. We have a good and long life ahead us and we’re going to take those steps towards our future together. You and me and our children. I’ll be there when you bring our daughter to the world, holding you and supporting you and when she opens her eyes for the first time, I’ll still be there. I’ll be there when we take her home and I’ll be there when she meets her older brother. I’ll be there when Luke visits school, I’ll be there in his first day. I’ll be there when our baby girl takes her first steps and saying her first words. I will protect them, protect you with everything I have.  I’ll be there, watching our children grow to a strong man and a woman and having their own families. I’ll be there when our grandchildren run around our house and we’ll be watching them playing on our backyard together.  I’ll be there, every day and night, in our ups and downs, in our good days and bad days, I’ll be there in every single step that we make. I promised you when we married, right?”

He took her hand with her wedding ring gently into his, kissing her knuckles. “And besides you’re not going to get rid of me that easily, you’re stuck here with me forever, no matter how much you try, I can assure you that.” He laughed softly and (Y/N)’s tensed body slowly began to relax in his arms.

“I’m the luckiest man in this entire world, beautiful, and I’m never going to let go of you. I love you. More than you’ll ever know.”

“I love you too.” (Y/N) whispered, wiping away some tears with her thumps. With her pregnant state, she was over sensual than ever. But she needed to hear those words. He told her so many assuring things and she couldn’t get enough of it.

“We’ve come a long way from where we began and look what we have achieved. We have survived war, we have survived a very long separation and lot more. Do you know how much I had to fight to get your fathers blessing to marry you?”

(Y/N) laughed at this statement. Her father had tortured him for quite a long time and Alex had to prove that he was the right guy for his daughter.

“No matter what happened, we always found our way to each other. You’re the one for me, my love, always and forever. I’m not lettings this go. I’m not letting you go.”

Their lips found each other to a passionate kiss. (Y/N)’s senses were overwhelmed with so much love and affection for her husband. Nobody could ever make her feel like this except for him.

“I’ll be there until our final breath. I promise. I’ll be there.”

Their little moment was interrupted when they heard tiny little footsteps on the hallway, following with little sobs. The door to the bedroom was opened and a little crying boy entered the room, his cheeks stained with uncountable tears.

“Daddy!” Little Luke cried, holding his teddy bear against his body.

“Aye, buddy, what’s the matter?” Alex asked, getting on his feet immediately. Luke opened his tiny arms for him and once Alex pressed him against his chest, Luke nestled his face in the crook of his neck.

“What happened, poppet? Couldn’t sleep, huh?”

“Nightmare.” Luke mumbled sleepily.

“A nightmare? Like your mummy, eh?” He weighed him back and forth in soothing manner. “What do you want me to do? Should daddy fight those monsters again?”

“Want to sleep with mummy and daddy…” The little boy said, holding firmly onto his father.

“You want to sleep with mummy and daddy? Then you’ll sleep with mummy and daddy.” Alex went back to the bed where his wife was waiting for them with a smile on her lips. (Y/N) always loved the way he treated their baby boy. Alex positioned the young child in the middle of their bed so Luke could lie between them. Once Luke made himself comfortable and Alex also lied down, the young boy cuddled against his body.

“He really loves you.” (Y/N) remarked, smiling. She reached out for her husbands hand and intertwined their fingers.

“I love him too.” Alex replied. “I love my family so much.”

And with that, they drifted to a peaceful slumber. Save and secured in each other’s arms.

anonymous asked:

Hii can you do one where Betty is in denial about her feelings so Veronica and jughead fake date to get her to show her true feelings?

This ones cute! I’m gonna kind of spin it where both Betty and jughead don’t realize the others feelings.
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“Are you sure this is such a good idea?” Jughead winced, rubbing the back of his neck as Veronica gripped his free hand with hers, dragging him into pops.

Kevin was walking beside the pair, rolling his eyes.
“Of course it is Jughead, you want Betty to be happy don’t you?” Kevin smirked raising a brow in question.

Jughead lifted his head sharply and nodded
“Obviously I do.” He growled “but do we really think Archie is the guy for her? His track record isn’t that great with Betty. I mean I know you guys say she’s like in love with him or whatever.” He trailed off mumbling, his eyes darkening at the thought before he continued “..but come on, Archie’s my best friend but Betty deserves better, she deserves someone who’s going to be all about her. Someone who notices when she’s not eating because of her anxiety, or when she flicks her fingers because she’s excited, or even when..” Jughead was smiling now, thinking about the beautiful blonde, Veronica cut him off.

“Well Betty told me she was interested in someone, she wouldn’t tell me who, but she mentioned he would never feel the same way so she couldn’t tell him.” Veronica cut a glance over to Kevin who was smirking at Jughead “we can only assume that’s Archie based off of history, so once she sees us as together, ya know an unexpected couple, she’ll be filled with courage and finally tell him. It’s fool proof.” Veronica nodded proudly.

Jughead sighed
“I don’t get how pretending we’re a couple is going to affect her at all, but whatever. If it helps bets I’ll give it a try.”

Veronica smiled, pulling him through the doors.
“That’s the spirit.”

Kevin snorted, immediately spotting the red head and the blonde. He pulled veronica towards him and whispered for only her to hear

“Operation bughead is a go. Carry on soldier.”

Veronica flipped her long black hair and wrapped herself around Jughead as he stiffened, Veronica knew this was uncomfortable for him, he only ever let Betty get that close. She felt bad for half a second before she noticed the way her beautiful best friend was staring at them from the booth in the corner.

Oh this was gonna be fun.

Veronica practically squealed.

“Betty! Archiekins! We had no idea you were going to be here! We just wanted to stop by for a milkshake, Jughead just took me on the absolute best date. Right Juggiekins?” She put on her very best puppy dog eyes staring at the dark haired boy.

He just shrugged and nodded
“Yeah, it was great.”

The boy needed to take some acting lessons, she rolled her eyes sliding in across from the pair sitting practically on top of Jughead.

Archie seemed to be choking on his fries as he asked
“You two are dating? Like together? Together together?”

Veronica nodded happily
“It’s new, but yes. We’re a couple.”

Betty seemed close to tears, as she smiled shakily at the pair
“Congratulations you guys.”

Jughead eyed the way her fingernails dug into her palms, ducking his head to meet her eyes he frowned, Betty responded by pulling her sleeves over her hands and smiling sadly.

Woah, she was hiding from him. She never hid from him. What was going on?

Veronica felt awful, her heart hurting at causing her best friend pain, but it had to be done or nothing would change.

“Anyway” she continued “what are you two up too?”

Archie looked pissed and just shrugged his shoulder, nodding at the paper in front of them
“Homework” he grumbled, getting up he began walking over to the counter. “I’m getting a soda, Anyone want anything?”

Betty shook her head, going back to her own work. Veronica nodded

“I’ll take a cherry coke, and jughead he’ll have what he always has, a burger and a Pepsi.” She rolled her eyes

“A coke. ” Betty whispered from her side of the booth. Archie looked over to her and raised a brow “what?”

She looked up locking eyes on Veronica
“He likes coke, he hates Pepsi. It tastes flat, and don’t forget he doesn’t like ketchup, pops always puts it on the burgers, you have to clarify. You’re his girlfriend shouldn’t you know that?” Betty bit out, resting her pen on the table and pushing her shoulders back.

Veronica raised a brow, laying her hands flat on the table and smiling, here we go.
“I know plenty about Jughead, Betty. He’s my boyfriend.”

Betty tightened her pony tail

“Oh yeah? Well do you know he hates to sit on the outside of the booth? Kind of like your forcing him too right now. Or how about the fact that he never once has eaten a piece of broccoli. Do you help sew his beanie back together when it gets holes? Since you’re his girlfriend you obviously pack an extra sandwich for lunch because you know how hungry he gets. Did you know that he’s probably the best person in this entire world?” Her lips were trembling and she stood abruptly “Im sorry, I have to go. Excuse me.” She bolted out of the booth, wrapping her arms around herself as she sprinted out the door.

“Betty!” Veronica called.

Jughead was out of the booth in seconds flat, following the blonde quickly. His phone long forgotten.

He caught up to the gorgeous, crying blonde about half way down Main Street.

“Betty!” He called nearly bumping into her, grabbing her wrist with his hand and spinning her around, taking in her watery eyes and red nose he felt his heart ache.

“What’s the matter bets? What happened?” He whispered

She looked into his eyes with a shaky breath
“I’m happy for you Juggie. I’m happy you’re happy. I just… I don’t know. I can’t… what does she have that I don’t?” She knew she sounded pathetic but she was too far gone.

He looked absolutely confused.
“What? Who? Veronica? Betty I…”

She cut him off
“I know I’m damaged, and I know I’m just a whole bunch of baggage but I can be good for you. I know you Jughead, more than she does, and okay I’m not as stunning or exotic as she is, but maybe if I wore tighter..”

It was his turn to cut her off , pressing his lips to hers and flexing his fingers on her waist.

Perfect. Jughead hated that word, but this moment with her lips on his, her hands pressed into his chest, her soft honey blonde hair tickling his cheeks, it was perfect.

Pulling away to smile at the dazed girl next door, he tucked her hands in his and nuzzled his nose into hers.

“Veronica and me were pretending, she wanted you to see that anything could happen so you would gain enough courage to ask Archie out.”

She pulled away a confused expression marring her face
“Archie? Why would I want Archie. That’s history.”

He tugged her back into him

“I don’t want Veronica, I don’t want anyone. I want you. I want you and now that I have you, I’m not giving you up. You’re everything to me.”

She smiled waterey eyed, as she pressed a soft kiss on his lips

“I’m not losing you either Jughead.”

He smiled, intertwining their fingers as they walked back to pops

“Come on l, I think we owe Veronica a milkshake.”

Tulips | Alfie Solomons [part 4]

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Summary: [part 4] You’re a Shelby, born between Ada and Finn. You’re not into the family business and spend most of your time as a nurse at a local hospital. Your brothers respect your distance as you try not to get caught in Peaky Blinders business. The Peaky Blinders and Alfie Solomas have been in an alliance for years. Thomas and the rest do something that might make them lose the alliance. To reassure Alfie that they’re honorable, Alfie suggest an aliance by marriage.

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Before We Were Us (Part 4)

Summary: The story of how you and Zach first met and became a couple

Pairing: Zach Dempsey x Reader

Warning: Fluff

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It was the first day of school and days later the party was all that anybody could talk about. If you were keeping track of the most popular story from that night, it would have been you slapping Bryce across his face. Every time you turned around you were getting stared at and talked about in hushed tones. You tried not to care so much about it but it was starting to get to you.

You were at your locker between your math class and biology class, trying to change textbooks and sort your papers in your notebook when you heard somebody clear their throat trying to catch your attention. You jumped and your heart skipped a beat at the sound bringing you back to reality. You turned to find where the sound came from was from Zach Dempsey.

“I’m sorry,” he said as he rubbed the back of his neck and a slight grimace on his face, “I didn’t mean to scare you like that,”

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67. Drunk Dean mumbling about his really great girlfriend while you take care of him.

A/N: This one was kind of fun to write. Also, if anyone has any requests, I’d be happy to give them a shot! Enjoy.

Word count: 731

Warnings: mentions of oral sex, but otherwise pretty clean

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“Hey, get your hands off me,” he slurs, pushing at her arms when she helped him so that he wouldn’t fall. “I have a girlfriend.”

“Oh, you do?” she murmurs, raising an eyebrow at him as she tried to make him sit on his bed so she could get him changed.

“Yeah, she’s really beautiful,” he mumbles, blinking tiredly at her form after plopping onto his bed. He looks up at her much like a child would, with wonder-filled eyes as though he’s never seen her before.

“Tell me about her,” she states, pulling his shirt over his head and taking it to the laundry basket. She can’t look at him, now with how he’s watching her like the most perfect thing in the world.

“She kicks ass at hunting. She’s saved my life so many times,” he begins, grinning happily. “And she’s really smart, too. And her eyes are like stars in the sky when she’s happy and her hands are always so soft and she’s so nice to me, even after we fight.”

“She sounds good for you,” she half smiles as she returns to him. She considers recording his sweet words spoken with an unhindered tongue, then decides against it.

“She’s great, she really is,” he agrees, leaning back as she presses his shoulders to the bed. “She looks just like you, you know. You’re as beautiful as she is.”

“That must be a very odd coincidence,” she tells him as she sets to work unbuttoning his jeans. He doesn’t offer much help to her since he was too busy daydreaming, but finally she manages to undo them and pull the zipper down. “Do you think she’ll forgive you for getting drunk like this?”

“Maybe. She gets drunk with me sometimes and we dance and act weird together. You know she likes to dance when she thinks I’m not paying attention?” he rambles, and she pauses for a moment, looking up to his green eyes and cheesy smile. “She thinks that I don’t see, but I like to watch her. She dances really good.”

“That’s… good to know,” she murmurs, kneeling down by the bed to start on untying his boots.

“She goes down on me really good too,” he says with a flushed smirk. “She kneels down like you’re doing right now and just-”

“Dean, I’m not going down on you,” she tells him firmly. “I’m taking off your boots and then I’m going to take off your pants and get you to sleep, okay?”

“Are you my girlfriend?” he sits up on his elbows, his muscles crunching together as his eyes widened. “You’re really pretty like her.”

“Dean, you’ve told me that a few times now. Yes, I’m your girlfriend,” she tells him, pressing a quick kiss to his chest. “And you’re very drunk and need to stop talking.”

He watches her silently, finally cooperating by lifting his hips and letting her pull his jeans off those glorious thighs of his.

“How did I get so lucky?” he finally asks, cocking his head to the side.

She has to smile some at his words, even as she tries to tuck him into bed.

“I have such a great girlfriend,” he babbles, nodding.

“I’m glad to hear that,” she runs a hand through his hair and kisses his temple. “Now you need to sleep this off.”

“Will you sleep with me?” he asks quietly, reaching up to hold her wrist.

“I still need to shower, and then I’ll come to bed,” she tells him with a small smile. “But only sleeping.”

“Only sleeping,” he agrees with a nod. “After your shower.”

“Okay, I’ll be right back,” she tells him, and he nods.

“You’re my It Girl,” he says as she walks away, making her pause in her tracks and look back at him in confusion. “If you really are my girlfriend. You’re my It Girl.”

“What do you mean?” she asks him, leaning against the threshold to the door.

“My That’s It girl,” he explains, giving her an honest expression. “Like “That’s it” and I’m done with girls. There’s no one else for me anymore.”

Her chest flutters with his honesty once more, and she smiles at him.

“I’ll be right back,” she says. “And Dean?”

“Yeah?” he returns eagerly, and she can’t believe she’s found someone so excited to call her his.

“You’re my It Man, too.”

Hoodie Part II

Hoodie Part 1

Hello lovelies! Since Hoodie has been getting so much love (thank you for that!!!) I wrote a sequel! Seriously, I never thought you would like the first part this much. Hope you like the second part just as much! xo


Yeah, I still have it. Come over if you want it back.

Her phone buzzes with his reply minutes later.

On my way xx

“You sent Brian home,” he states, crossing his arms. She hates how good he looks. Only the dark circles under his beautiful eyes give him away. The purple circles are proof for the nights he hasn’t been sleeping but songwriting instead.

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Shadowhunter Ships vs Fic Tropes

Malec: Friends with Benefits. The benefits of true love.

Jimon: Highschool AU (badboy x geek)

Clizzy: “Come get ready for the party at my place!” though they never get to the party.

Lucelyn: 10 year high school reunion and wow, I’m still in love with you and I now you’ve divorced my former best friend and are finally single.

Clace: The princess and her knight.

Sizzy: “The new girl at work is too beautiful for an IT expert and she’s better than all of us combined, but more importantly, how does she not know Star Wars?!”

Saphael: “I hate the new intern and his stupid cute face. Stop cooing, Magnus.”

Saia: “We met at a comic book convention and bonded over our mutual love for Wonder Woman. Look, the movie is coming out, wanna watch it together? Like, as friends. Or something else.”

prince of cats

chapter two: this holy shrine

on ao3 || on ffnet 
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i was gonna say something but im in like a really really bad mood right now so i hope you enjoy the chapter


Marinette hesitates for longer than usual at her apartment door. There’s no way her neighbor will be out and about at this time today, she’s never run into him before yesterday. Maybe he just had an errand to run or something. She shouldn’t be nervous about the slim chance of seeing someone she’s exchanged not even half a conversation with.

At least, that’s what she keeps telling herself.

The reality of the situation is that she fell asleep on the couch in the middle of designing an evening dress and had dreamt about his eyes. His eyes! God it’s like she’s a teenager again.

Just as she’d predicted, she doesn’t run into her neighbor. She’s strangely disappointed. Not that she had been looking forward to see him, she just—

Okay. Yes, she’d been looking forward to at least catching another glimpse of him. She kind of wants to hear his voice again, maybe hear him laugh?

For some reason, she thinks it would sound like springtime—

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Bad Reputation

MASTERLIST

A/N: This wasn’t requested, I’ve just had this idea in my head for so, so, so long and last night I started writing. I just feel like every one can relate to having put a label on them, idk. I may delete it again.

Word count: 4,286

Bad Reputation

The music was loud, actually giving me a rather unpleasant headache. I must admit, I didn’t really want to be at this party, but it was my first day back for months and I think my friends needed to see me make an effort.

Loads of people were here, half of them I didn’t even know, it had taken me an hour and a half to take pictures with people. I didn’t mind that, but I would just rather have been kicking it at home with Aaliyah watching Harry Potter or something.

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Top 5 Moments of 2.19

So I have not done this in forever but this episode was everything so here we go.

5. Meeting Catarina - We have heard her name dropped several times over the last two season so to see her in the flesh was amazing. She was super cool & amazing & everything you could want her to be. It very obvious why she & magnus get along so well. It was also lovely to see Madize back & so happy.

4. Flirty Clace - I have gotten a lot of anons who complain endlessly about how Clary & Jace never joke around each other. I think they are finally back in a space where they can do that again & its a beautiful thing. I love that Jace always teases her about her power & how unpredictable it can be. Its so beyond cute & I really hope we get to see more scenes like this in s3

3. The Bridge - I think this is one of my top scenes of the entire series. Jonathan dragging Jace was so freaking brutal but Jace doesn’t seem fazed at all. In fact he is still about to goad Jonathan while being hug by a chain. Will & Dom were so amazing in the scene. The fighting was flawless. I also loved the addition of Jace saying he did feel sorry for him & then Jonathan spitting in his face to gain the advantage. Epic. Flawless. Amazing.

2. The Rune Scene - Literally the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. I felt we were finally seeing Clary & Jace’s connection in its purest form. Its beyond physical. I feel like the rune ripped the connection bare & they just went with what they were feeling which was just to hold each other. We have seen them both fighting their feelings for so long & to finally see them give into that & it being beyond physical attraction was so mind blowing.

1. The kiss - To see Clary so emotional with Jace was everything for me. We have watched her be so contained & so closed off with him for so long. The show has done as amazing job showing her slowly opening up to him again since her break up. Its been clear that she does feel something for him but tonight we finally got to see the depths of Clary’s feelings & so did Jace. He saw a reflection of how he feels every time she gets put in danger & he finally just went for it. The kiss was passionate & emotional. Perfection.   

She gets hurt. She dies. She catches a fever. She gets taken out by a walker. She gets hit by lightning. Anything, anything happens to her, I’ll kill you.
—  Daryl Dixon, The Walking Dead, 7x10 (New Best Friends)

I am still not over this. I mean… The fact that this was written in the script and filmed and allowed to air… I just. How. His threat is profuse in the most beautiful of ways, it’s so damn passionate. Words don’t do his words justice. I will never be over this. Never.