if only he loved me back

So anyway reminder that when an enemy swung a sword at Danny, Tucker’s first instinct was to shield him with his body.

Sure, it’s a ghost sword and doesn’t actually kill you, but consider: If Tucker didn’t think about it and acted solely on impulse, it means his brain didn’t have time to consider that he’d survive. On the other hand, if he did completely think through his actions, that means he realized that he would be sent to a dimension made up of all his worst fears, and that he didn’t know if he’d be able to be brought back.

Danny’s the superhero. Tucker doesn’t have any special powers. But that’s his friend in danger, and he immediately rushes in.

If you do not love Tucker and think of him only as a comic relief character, you can fight me.

prompt from @sanverspotsticker – “Clark meets Maggie kinda in the way he met Mon El tonight”

She’s not that excited to meet him.

He’s only Alex’s cousin.

He’s only Superman.

And Maggie Sawyer is not – will not be – Winn Schott.

Winn, who practically tumbled down a flight of stairs when Superman flew back in (Vasquez lost ten bucks to Maggie in the process).

She’s certainly not excited to meet him.

It’s not like she idolized him growing up.

No, she’s not excited to meet him at all. 

Because he’s only Alex’s cousin.

So she’s not excited.

She’s absolutely terrified.

It had gone well with Alex’s mom, and Kara was warming up to her.

It had gone well with J’onn, and with Alex’s brothers.

But Clark was the extended family; Clark was the part of the family that Maggie was shuttled out to at fourteen. The part of the family who hated her, perhaps, even more than the parents who didn’t have to deal with her anymore.

So, ordinarily, she’d be nearly tumbling down those stairs right alongside Winn.

But this isn’t just Superman.

This is Alex’s cousin.

Alex watches her with curious eyes and a soft grin. She knows what a big fan of Leslie Willis, Cat Grant, James Olsen, Batwoman – the list goes on – that Maggie is.

Superman’s sure to be on the list.

So Alex nudges her slightly right before Clark catches her eye, before he tilts his head, before he strides over to them with a midwestern gait and a small smile in the middle of a war, because his cousin’s never giggled about anyone before, but god, she giggles about Maggie.

So, war or no war – dire circumstances or not – Clark is eager to meet his cousin’s girlfriend.

He holds out a warm hand, slight wariness mixed with genuine welcome in his eyes.

“You must be the woman my cousin is absolutely crazy about,” he offers, and Alex tries not to preen.

“Maggie Sawyer,” Maggie nods and shakes firmly, her voice somewhat smaller than it usually is, her eyes somewhat shier. 

“You’re treating her right?” he asks, even though he knows the answer. 

“I try to every second of every day,” Maggie tells him, restraining herself from adding a “sir” to the end of her sentence. She reminds herself that Kara used to change this guy’s diapers.

Superman grins, and his smile is almost as bright as his cousins’. “And is she treating you right?” he asks while Alex pffts and shoves him.

But Maggie’s voice is solemn, serious, when she answers.

“No one’s ever treated me better.”

Alex’s giggle cuts off mid-breath, and Clark holds Maggie’s eyes with such intensity that they almost start up his heat vision.

She holds his gaze, her chin up, her eyes earnest, her palms somewhat clenched at her sides.

And then she’s being pulled into a long, warm, surprisingly gentle hug.

From Superman.

She tries not to squeal.

“You two should spend a weekend with Lois and I in Metropolis when this is all over. She’d love to meet the newest member of the Danvers family, Maggie.”

Before Maggie can stammer out a response, the radio buzzes with information about a fresh attack west of the DEO.

Superman points upwards, and Alex nods.

“Up, up, and away,” he winks at Maggie, taps his index finger underneath Alex’s chin, and soars toward danger.

“Superman hugged me!” Maggie’s voice is slightly strained.

“Thought it was no big deal, he’s only my cousin?” Alex grins and nudges her with her shoulder as they both head back to tactical command.

“But he hugged me,” Maggie repeats, and she sounds an awful lot like Winn.

This time, Vasquez owes Alex ten bucks.

Romeo and Juliet - Jeff Atkins (Requested)

Requested by @xxchloegrayxx and @queensovereign. Sorry they might not be the way you imagined but this is what I came out with when writing for you guys so I hope you like it!

Originally posted by adayofballet

“What’s the big deal? I was just talking to her?”

“No, you were fucking flirting with her Jeff! Not to mention the fact that just yesterday I was complaining to you about the fact that she has been a bitch to me for the past month!”

“And I told you, you were overthinking that!”

“Just yesterday I heard her talking behind my back about the fact that she wanted to steal you away and make you her boyfriend, but now that I know that you don’t care, I think you should be with her” My voice slowed down and my tone dropped “You too seem perfect for each other”

“Fine! She’s prettier than you anyway!” He yelled making me feel my heart crack and the sadness hit me “I don’t need you y/n, trust me, it’s you that needs me”

I knew that wasn’t true but I didn’t have the heart to argue with him anymore, I wanted to leave with some of my dignity so I gave him a nod of acknowledge and left his house without another word.

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How Fitzsimmons can heal each other

So if they can get over this hump, it seems like there might be a happy ending in their future. But there’s still a lot in the mix, a lot of hurt feelings and a lot of pain. Whether or not they’re the ones who can help each other is a question we’ll have to answer next year…” Jed Whedon X

So before the finale aired, Jed said that both of Fitzsimmons are in a lot of pain, and we would find out next year if they will be the ones who are able to help each other recover. But then in this post-finale interview with EW, Jed says this about Fitz and Jemma:

If he’s ever going to get over it, she’s the only one who can help him. X

So in other words - yes. Jed has pretty much confirmed here that Fitz and Jemma are the only people who can help each other. And I’ve been thinking about this a lot and I’ve realised that he’s absolutely right. And it is giving me a lot of hope. Let me explain. Under the cut for length:

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anonymous asked:

I'm genderfluid and I just got a boyfriend who's straight-ish. we were together over a year ago too and he admitted to me that back then he didn't really accept my gender identification, he did say however that this time he really will respect it only it's a process, which it was for me too to accept it so I get, but do you have any advice on how to make it easier for others to be comfortable with my gender identity?

As someone who also had issues coming out to a straight partner in the past, I cannot stress this enough:

There is a difference between someone who still loves you because you’re still you, and someone who still loves you because you’ve still got their preferred body parts.

Yes, there are nonbinary lesbians and nonbinary gay men; they’re beautiful and I love them so, so much. But there’s a difference between identifying that way, and having a gender association imposed on you by someone who doesn’t respect your identity.

Like, boning down on a gross dude who shrugs and says, “You’re basically a girl, so as long as you don’t expect this to come up ever again, I guess it’s chill,” isn’t being accepted. It’s being silenced, and you can’t let someone hurt you like that.

I think a lot of the time, when you aren’t going to be presenting differently or changing your name or medically transitioning, what people want to know is how, if at all, this changes things. So if he wants to understand and this relationship is worth salvaging, it would probably be helpful for everyone if you sat down and said, “I need you to use these pronouns,” or, “I need you to call me your partner instead of your girlfriend,” or whatever it is you need him to do for you.

Make sure the conversations are about HE can make YOU more comfortable, and don’t let him pressure you to subdue yourself. If he, for example, gets upset when you present more masculine, or becomes uncomfortable when you remind him that he isn’t dating a woman, those are some pretty massive red flags that he was hoping you’d just acquiesce to whatever role he’d previously carved out for you or that this would blow over.

My cat got out

It’s not the first time, and he always comes back, but I don’t know when he managed to slip out. All I know is that he’s not coming when I call and he’s not in any of his hiding spots.

I’ve set out one of his scratchers and toys by each of the doors, and I’ll probably add some of my laundry as well (he loves to sleep on either my favorite sweaters after they’re washed, while drying, or on whatever clothes I was most recently wearing). I’ll spend all night worrying and then the little bastard will just wake me up by meowing at my window.

He better not have gotten lost

The jerk

anonymous asked:

Hi Mama. Interesting story on Josh Safdie and that Japanese toilet. Sounds like something Kristen obtained for their home. She spent time in that part of the world if my memory serves me correctly. She and Rob would both love that toilet. I'm sure they laugh everyday. And he also mentioned being at Rob's home in LA. Take that haters.

Lol! I’ve thought the same thing! I also believe that Rob likely visited with Kristen while she was in Japan filming. Though women do like gadgets I can see Rob being particularly enthralled! Lol

Also it’s my understanding that the only place to get these toilets is in Japan.

Interesting that Rob’s only connection to Japan is Kristen’s lengthy film shoot back in 2014.

anonymous asked:

I have so many Elriel feelings... Like he's so big and strong and scary and she's physically delicate in comparison yet she wields a power over him. Also he hears things that no one else can hear which is why he recognized so quickly that she sees things that no one else can see. And they quietly sit in the garden and when she gets lost in her Sight he's the only one who can coax her back and gently get her to focus uuuuuugh

Friend I am not in an emotionally stable place to be talking about how patient and lovely and attentive and intuitive the love of my life Azriel is with those he cares about alright I will DIE

(Just kidding give me more)
Day6 Reaction to Y/N Not Being in Bed in The Middle of The Night

For: Anon<3


When he woke and didn’t feel your body next to his, he jumped up. It was easy for him to be startled in the middle of the night and you not being there only added to his unnecessary fear. You walked back into the room and saw him sitting up, starting into the dark. 

“I thought you were kidnapped,” he said in his groggy state. 

Originally posted by deisikseu


Jae loves to be dramatic, so when you came into the room after getting a drink of water, he jumped out of the bed. 

“Oh my god, I thought you were leaving me.”

Originally posted by jaeyoungsu


When he noticed that you weren’t next to him, he figured that you were already gone for work. So he rolled over and laid on your side of the bed, But you came out of the bathroom, you pushed him over.

“Heh, I thought you were gone.”

Originally posted by saracho


Wonpil was very spoiled when it came down to sleeping with you. He was used to waking up at anytime and having you next to him. But when he didn’t feel you under his arm, he was just the slightest bit sad.

Originally posted by dammyoongi


(I honestly doubt that Dowoon even wakes up in the middle of the night, he looks like he sleeps like a rock)

He starter to stir as soon as you slipped out of the bed, He asked you a few sleepy questions but went right back to sleep before you could answer.

Originally posted by blessedbyjarry

In light of another wave of negativity I’m gonna go back to my positive mindset and once again remember my huge love for Touken, for both characters,  the journey I took with them, watching them develop, how  the couple was so clear I practically considered them canon for years and only waited for Ishida to come out and officially  confirm it and he did it beautifully, and how for me not only was it not forced or rushed, but loooong overdue.


Marty Scurll x Reader

Requested by  anon

#16: Stop! Mercy, I surrender!

Originally posted by wrestlingnoob

“For gods sake stop singing!” you giggled. Marty was giving his best interpreation of Stand by me.

“Only if you join in!” he laughed in between the singing. You shook your head sternly, “oh come on Y/N. Let me here your angel voice.” he wiggled with his eyebrows.

“No chance Cowboy.” you shook your head and focused back on the book you were reading. As much as you loved Marty you couldn’t bare his singing… at least not while you were trying to read.

“Hey you Party pooper, try and have fun for once!” he teased you, tossing your book on the other side of the couch. You huffed and crossed your arms infront of your chest, looking up at him slightly annoyed. If Marty had set himself a goal he wouldn’t let go of it till he got what he wanted.

“Oh darling, darling!” Marty screeched,“won’t you dance with me?” he improvised making you chuckle and shaking your head emberassed. Marty ingnored your dissaproving and tugged you from the couch. You stood firmly planted in the middle of the room, Marty wiggeling around and sometimes even against you. You couldn’t help yourself but laugh.

Stop! Mercy, I surrender!” you giggled after a while. The song had changed to faster one. Marty was breathless from wiggling various body parts uncontrollably but smiled at you.

“Could I persuade you in the end?” he chuckled and put his arms around your waist, bringing you close to him.

“Not really… I’m just afraid I will die of cringing eventually.” you teased him.

“Then let me hear your beautiful voice now!” he fake pouted.

outside-the-government  asked:

Made up fic title: The Curious Incident of the Tribble in the Nighttime. :D

Thanks love, this one made me giggle!!

The first time Jim thinks he sees a Tribble in the hallway, he writes it up to exhaustion. He’s just worked a double shift and hasn’t slept in twenty-three hours so it’s only to be expected. When he sees another one, however, a few days later as he’s on his way back to his quarters after drinks with Leonard he stops in his tracks and does a double take. Disappearing around the corner, that’s definitely a Tribble. He follows it through the halls, determined to find out where it’s going because Tribbles on a Starship are bad news. He doesn’t expect to end up at the botanics lab and he especially doesn’t expect Hikaru to come rushing towards him, shouting: “Don’t open that door!”

Well, Jim thinks, it’s too late for that.

(tl;dr I could totally see a humor fic for this with Sulu “adopting” a Tribble, finding out it’s pregnant and ending up with a botanics lab full of Tribbles which he has now come to love so “no, Captain, I will not dispose of my fluffy babies”)

Send me a made-up fic title and I’ll tell you what I’d write

Hanzo picks up and looks over the picture of himself and Genji in his brothers room in Nepal. He is aware his brother is behind him, very well aware, as he runs his fingers over it.

“You still have a photo of us.” He says as he feelsover the back, almost wanting to take the picture out. He isn’t mad.

“Why would I not, I told you then that I loved you. My Master helped me through my struggles and it only made me love you more.”

Giving a small acknowledgement Hanzo sets the picture back down, “And I loved you, but we had been over this many times.”

“We had, but now everything has changed, what is stopping us? We are free and my Master can help you.” Genji takes a testing step towards his brother, and then more until he could come up and put his arms around Hanzo. Pulling him into his chest he rests his head against his brothers. “I still love you.”

For a long moment he worries he misstepped as Hanzo says nothing, until, every so gently, his brother turns in his arms and wraps him up. Hiding his face in Genji’s neck to hide that he doesn’t have the strength to keep the broken parts of himself from showing in his eyes. “And I love you, Genji, I always have.”

I should probably tell you all the full story..

What happened with Jin, im still not sure if it’s fake or real… if it’s fake.. I’d like to believe that Jin is still the kind hearted soul I have always known. If it’s real.. I only hope Seokjin was trying to protect me from “Spencer” and he was trying to protect himself but with the possibility of still liking me for who I am..

The full event:

A few months back a random girl who followed my blog began to talk to me. Her name is Saya. As we grew closer she told me some information I wasn’t really suppose to know about jimin. Weather it’s true or not I’m not sure.

After a while Saya noticed how much I love Seokjin and she was saying about me and him are a perfect match. She said she could help me and apparently jimin agreed to help out too. Jimin was concerned for mine and his safety but he was excited to help.

I sent a couple of messages to Jin where the feedback I got was positive. How sweet my words were and how they made him blush.. jimin had said he hasn’t looked or acted like that in a long time.

About 2 weeks later I ended up in the hospital from chest pains, low blood sugars, and panic attacks. I was in the hospital for almost a full week and you can imagine how badly I wanted to go home and be able to sleep again in my own bed without the sounds of machines, or nurses talking or coming in to wake me up 4 am to take vitals. Since I was so excited to leave I accidentally left my phone behind. My mom went back to check everything figuring I just left it in the sheets but it was gone. Come to find out my roommate took it. She didn’t necessarily like me and told me I should have just killed myself instead of letting myself end up in the hospital. This Willow girl… she said horrible things to Saya causing her to panic and go over to Korea with jimin in their free time after coming back from Hong Kong. While she told jimin what happened the other members heard about it including Jin who just walked away silently..

I was able to proxyblock her out of my accounts and get a new phone.

This is how I met Spencer.

Spencer helped me get back into contact with Saya and let me talk to her off of her Tumblr account while Spencer would continue to talk to me via Snapchat.

Saya eventually went back over to her home in Japan but we still talked. Spencer began to grow closer to me. She told me things about Jin.. like how he can be so quiet and clean everything when he’s upset. While he’s sensitive he doesn’t show his feelings well. He’s very shy… it all sounds to real.

Spencer wanted to help me get back to Jin so she sent my proof messages to Jin to get him to believe it was not me that was doing what happened between me and Saya but it was another girl. I sent a confession message from Willow where she state the truth, and a proof message from my mom slightly explaining. He returned with a “You shouldn’t talk to her”.

It was never specified if he meant Spencer shouldn’t talk to me.. or if I shouldn’t talk to Spencer.

About a day later Spencer got called by her boss and was told to fly over to Las Vegas where she would stay with the boys again but she got in trouble for connecting me and Jin. We didn’t know who told on us at first.

I tried to move on and forget but then Spencer called and we talked for a few hours. She offered up a video chat with Jin. Jin’s safety would have been protected still because the video chat would have been done through Spencer’s account that way none of seokjins info would get out. He could have had other members with him if he wants.

Jimin then asked jin who told on us and he admitted it was him. “Someone had to say it. Fanmeet or not, She’s not safe”.

I didn’t know this until last minuet because Spencer had texted Jin asking for permission to video chat… he went and told on just her this time. But he told for the 2nd time! She got fired but nothing was said to me.

Spencer probably locked Saya out of her Tumblr account and they both disappeared. I haven’t heard from anybody.

I don’t know if Jin was just trying to protect me from Spencer or what… I’m still so confused… jimin and Saya truly cared about me but I don’t know if Spencer was the bad guy this whole time.

I have no way of knowing now what is real and what is not. I have no way of getting back to Jin and getting answers.. if he was just trying to protect me or if he truly dislikes me so much..

You can call me crazy.. call this fake… but this did happen to me and I just need help… I’m still torn… my eyes still hurt from crying. I still want to stop breathing. Why would I lie about something so horrible that I’d want to kill myself… why do you all think I haven’t been so active in the past 2 months?!

I just need answers or something to understand.

I have nothing.

whoa— hey, hello! i apologize for the late intro, work’s been killing me lately. ;v; this is my sweet sunshine zhao yuan, the eldest (and only) son of ambassador zhao, who isn’t as interested in politics as he probably should be. there’s more interesting things in life, you know? but he tries, and that should count for something. anyway, thank you for all the lovely welcome messages, i’ll get back to everyone when i get home! and to the rest of you: please like this post if you’d like to plot and i’ll bunny hop into your ims as soon as i am able to. thank you, and have a nice day! <3

Anti’s Foreshadowing

While digging through some old screenshots, I came across this from October. It was the only blog from Anti that I felt didn’t sit anywhere within how he was talking during the events of the month so it got me thinking: what if Anti knew we’d get the PAX rant wrong months beforehand?

Jack says how much he loves foreshadowing and going back to old episodes of Futurama to find clues on what’s going on in present episodes. What if Anti jumped in that? What if he planned to purposefully speak in a certain way so that most of us would make the connection between him and Dark and not Jack? He could use that against Jack, taunting him on how easy it was to manipulate his audience into thinking a certain way. He made this blog predicting how wrong we’d be. 

By doing so he’s showing just how powerful he is. We should never underestimate him. Ever!


[as requested] the full scene of Betty & Jughead’s declaration of love. *happy sigh~* 

just wanted to appreciate the tenderness and beauty of this entire scene… first he only takes off his jacket….but when he hears that she’s still not giving up on his dad despite everything….he decides to take off his hat while staring at her back….leaving him at his most vulnerable…knowing that it’s the right time and that he’s ready to bare it all and confess his true feelings for her….which he did so casually at first to gauge her reaction…and then when she turned around….he repeats that “I love you” with such tenderness and sincerity… not even blinking nor breaking off his eye contact…but with a hint of anticipation and fear for her response as she approaches him…..and hearing her say “I love you”… he gives that soft heartbreaking smile like he couldn’t believe that she actually loves him back…..cos probably all his life he’s been so disappointed and dejected by the people that he loves that he’s accepted that he won’t receive back the love that he’s been yearning for…. :’( until now…..in which he has finally found a reciprocal love with Betty Cooper. His equal. His happiness. His soulmate. <3

crimson-chains  asked:


Victor all but stumbled into their hotel room, laughing and waving enthusiastically to someone in the hallway. He spun on his heels, face alight and quite literally sparkling under the dim lights. “Yuuuuuri!” he boldly declared a split second before shushing himself with a chuckle, in the realization that his voice was a decibel above intended.

Said Yuuuuuri glanced up from bed, adjusting his glasses and setting down his phone, game on it paused. He squeaked, managing to snatch his phone out of the way as Victor collapsed onto the bed, draping himself across his fiancé.

“I can see you had fun,” Yuuri commented with a laugh, swiping a finger across one of Victor’s alcohol-flushed cheeks. It came back glimmering.

Victor mumbled something in Russian as he nuzzled into the back of Yuuri’s neck, littering it with slightly sloppy kisses. “You should have come with us, my love, it’d be waaaay more fun.”

“Would I come back covered in glitter too?” Yuuri asked, glancing down at the white bedsheets, which were now dusted with the sparkles coming off Victor’s skin.

“Chris’s idea!” Victor announced. “He covered me in gold, look!” Sitting up, Victor fumbled with the buttons of his shirt, only managing to get a couple undone before a low whine at his own slow speed signaled to Yuuri that he wanted help.

Still laughing at the sight of his normally very put together fiancé, Yuuri admired the messy silver hair also dusted in tiny gold flecks and the unkempt state of his shirt with the button alignment off—meaning it had already come off at one point during the night. Clubbing with Victor, Chris, and one of the wilder ice dance pairs the night before a ten-hour flight had seemed like a bad idea to Yuuri, and he hardly regretted turning down the invitation. All the more knowing that he would have come back to the room drunk and bathed in glitter.

“Mmmm, Yuuri, hurry up,” Victor complained, teeth finding the lobe of Yuuri’s ear, breath hot and moist against it as he nipped.

Yuuri was finding it hard to hurry up when Victor’s tongue was skating patterns along the shell of his ear. “S-stop that,” he scolded, getting the last button undone with steely determination.

The shirt hit the floor immediately, followed by a cascade of golden glitter that would surely justify a significant tip of apology to the maid. “Someone said I looked like Oscar!” Victor said, gesturing to his chest, which was indeed covered with thick ribbons of glitter. Each shift of his muscles caused an explosion of light to sparkle off his skin. “…Who’s Oscar?”

“Who’s Oscar, I don’t kno–” Yuuri paused in his mental search and started to laugh. “Oh, I think they meant an Oscar! The Academy Award? For movies? Like Best Picture?”

“You bet I’m the fucking best picture,” Victor bragged and then slid back onto the bed, drawing Yuuri’s hands to his chest. “Hey, Yuuri, hey. Do you wanna kiss gold?”

Chuckling, Yuuri nodded and pressed a chaste kiss to Victor’s lips, only to be tackled onto the mattress, caught in one much deeper.

“Oh my god, Victor, you’re getting glitter everywhere,” Yuuri protested, gold now dusting his own skin, spreading as Victor greedily sucked at his throat and pushed up the fabric of Yuuri’s shirt at the same time, hands transferring glitter along the expanse of Yuuri’s abdomen.

“I wanna make you gold and kiss you all over.” Victor palmed between Yuuri’s legs, tearing a gasp from him.

“Okay, okay, I think we need to get you cleaned up.” Best to logic quickly, before he lost the ability to. Yuuri tugged Victor off the bed and into the bathroom, still shedding glitter.

“You can clean me like a cat,” Victor purred against Yuuri’s ear, leaving more hot kiss marks across his jaw, “with your tongue.”

Groaning, Yuuri moved them closer to the shower, hands slipping as he switched on the water. Making certain the temperature was fine was suddenly an impossible task, when Victor was grinding very intentionally against him, hot and hard.

Turning back, Yuuri fumbled with Victor’s belt, unsure for what purpose he wanted to get his fiancé in the shower anymore. After pushing down Victor’s pants and tight black undergarments, Yuuri froze.

Froze, then began to laugh. He bit his lower lip to try to contain it, but it burst forth the second that Victor shifted forward and the bathroom lights reflected off the glitter.

“V-victor, ohmygod, how did you–” Hand up to cover his mouth, Yuuri couldn’t even bring his eyes up to Victor’s face. “How did you get-… you have… ohmygod.” It was hard to breathe.

“I thought you might like to kiss gold.”

If Yuuri laughed any harder, he might have fallen to the floor. “You-… you have glitter all over your dick.”

Absolutely, positively, completely covered in gold glitter.

“D-did you-…” Yuuri couldn’t even get his questions past his gasps for breath, laughing as he tipped up and kissed Victor’s lips. “You thought I’d wanna-… oh god, Vitya, you’re ridiculous.”

“Is that a no?”

“Get in the shower. I don’t know how much you’d enjoy me kissing gold, but maybe I can suck it for you.”