is best writer

anonymous asked:

THAT LAST JASON FIC WAS SO GOOD 😭😭😭😭😭😭 LITERALLY ME WITH MY CRUSH RN! Please can you do a part two?? You are literally the best Jason writer on this site! Thank you!!!

part 1 | lmao i wrote that first one about by MY crush actually. sorry this took like, idk four years to get it i rewrote it like 6 times @dicckgrayson @niightwngs and i never know who else to tag omg

Jason calls you four times before you slide your phone underneath your couch. You don’t know if you’re angry or sad or a mixture of both but you burrow on your couch and wave off your roommates when they ask if you want to come out with them. The door shuts behind them with a deafening click.

The sound of a thunderstorm racks through the apartment as you try to focus on The Office but you can’t. You can’t keep sitting still but you don’t want to leave your apartment so you start to clean. You’re halfway through scrubbing the backsplash with an old toothbrush when there’s a knock on the door. You’re not expecting anyone so you ignore the knocks and focus on a particularly grimy section of grout. The knocking gets louder and more persistent the longer you ignore it until you can’t ignore it.

“What?” You ask harshly, swinging the door open. You don’t know if you’re surprised or not whenever you find Jason on the other side. His hair is plastered against his forehead, the white streak covering his eye.

“Hey, Jason what’s up?”

He doesn’t say anything. He just stares at you as you tap your fingers against the door, waiting on him to say something so you can decide if you need to slam the door shut or not.

“I want to talk to you.”

You shake your head and refuse to look Jason in the eye. You know what he’s going to want to talk about and you don’t want to do it. You’re not going to do it.

“Come in, but I’m busy so let’s not like take all night.”

You leave him at the door to take up scrubbing the wall again. The cheap wood of one of the bar stools creaks underneath Jason as he settles into it.

“I don’t really know what to say,” Jason says and you resist the urge to slam your toothbrush down. You ignore him to focus on a slice of grout that’s been discolored by years of cooking grease. You can almost feel Jason staring at you, silently begging you to say something but you won’t. You’re scared that if you do say anything, you’ll blow up again.

“Why didn’t you ever say anything?” Jason asks, voice uncharacteristically soft.

You slow down on the scrubbing, eyes closing as you try to make sure you don’t say the wrong thing. When you speak, you do it without looking at Jason.

“You’re my best friend Jay. And, there’s an acceptable time that someone can ask out their friend without it being weird. I passed that up years ago and I guess by the time I realized that I really wanted to date you, it was too late. But it-it doesn’t matter. It’s no big deal. I’m sorry that I blew up on you and everything.”

You’re still not looking at Jason; the barstool creeks and Jason’s boots hit the cheap linoleum floor.

“You still should have said something.”

“But why?” You ask, spinning around. Jason’s standing beside the refrigerator, hands buried deep into the pockets of his jacket.

“Why would I have said anything and risked our friendship? I would rather have you as my best friend then not have you at all.”

Jason scuffs the toe of his foot against the floor, his eyes trained hard on the cabinet behind you.

“What if,” he stops to clear his throat, you catch a glimpse of red creeping up his neck,” what if I would have said yes.”

It’s deafening quiet as you process what he said.

“No, no. Jason you don’t get to ask that. You don’t get to do that to me.”

Jason’s shaking his head; you don’t realize he’s coming towards you until his hands wrap around your arms; soft enough that he’s not hurting you but you can feel his fingertips diffing into your flesh.

“Do you still-“ he pauses, fingertips digging harder into your arm, “do you still want something more?”

You don’t know how to answer and when Jason kisses you, you don’t know what to do. Jason pulls back and reaches up to push a strand of hair out of your face. Your fingertips creep up the front of his jacket to tangle in the lapel.

“Are you sure about this Jason?”

He kisses you again, harder this time. The counter top digs into your back as Jason reaches up to tangle his hands in your hair. When Jason pulls back this time, you keep your grip on his jacket, keeping him pulled as close as possible.

Catwoman in Batman: The Brave and the Bold (2011)
“The Mask of Matches Malone,” season 2, episode 24

When a magical cloak turned Batman evil, Catwoman (voiced by Nika Futterman) teamed up with Black Canary and the Huntress to stop his criminal behavior and eventually turn him back. During the course of their mission, they infiltrated a night club where they posed as the Birds of Prey, a singing group that poked fun at male superheroes while extolling the virtues of female superheroes. It was a memorable and amusing episode penned by Gail Simone, the best known writer of the Birds of Prey comic book.

**The Many Lives of Catwoman: The Felonious History of a Feline Fatale is out July 1**

anonymous asked:

i've been in a lot of fandoms and i've been reading fic for over 10 years now and i think you are the best writer i've encountered in any fandom. like both technically and in terms of how enjoyable your fic is to read. i just feel like you really understand..how to develop a narrative? idk how to express it. you're so good though and i think about your writing a lot so i wanted to tell you!

i’ve been crooning over this msg and like emotionally stroking it with my withered dragon claws for the past four days. it also made me feel guilty for not writing more, so if i post anything in the next couple weeks, it’s partly your fault. YOU’RE A VERY NICE PERSON. THANK YOU AND I LOVE YOU. 

pastalove321  asked:

Do you know how much I love you because Oh my god you the best writer in the world I love you so much. That cliff hand was so mean and so good I'm sitting here she'll shocked and amazed and totally in love, and fangirling so hard rn you wouldn't believe hdisbdknsosdb omg I would so marry your brain thank you for existing I love you and reverse so MUCH tbh. ❤❤❤❤❤❤❤

💕 💕 💕 💕 💕

Aww, thank you!! I’m all giggly now, you’re the best!

anonymous asked:

+ What I am sure of is that B/A will always be a thing on the show because they are best friends (so the writers say, but they berally talk and Jug is more of a best friend to her than A and V ever were lol) and I belive the writers will always explore their friendship not a romance. The focous is the friendship between the core four I don't think they would ruin that by pulling an peyton/lucas/brooke with that unhealthy shit.

And I think the triangle in its form will be there…which I’m fine with. I like Betty in this position of complete power, with both halves of VD miserable….and the current triangle also doesn’t make Barfie “inevitable”, it makes Betty in control of her own choices and repeatedly choosing Jughead

100 ways to say “I love you”:
1. You are beautiful.
2. I love your smile.
3. Here, let me get that for you.
4. I love seeing you wake up in the morning.
5. You are amazing.
6. I love (this) about you:
7. Stay safe. Text me when you get there.
8. I love when you do (this):
9. I think you’re beautiful when:
10. You’re too good for me.
11. I don’t deserve you.
12. I care about you.
13. Don’t put yourself down like that.
14. I adore you.
15. I can’t stop thinking about you.
16. Seeing you makes me smile.
17. I need you by my side.
18. I’m thankful for you.
19. You make me a better person.
20. You complete me.
21. Have a good day at work!
22. You’re the light of my life.
23. Seeing you makes my day.
24. I get butterflies every time we talk.
25. I’m so lucky to have you; I don’t know how I got so lucky.
26. You set my heart on fire.
27. I’ll walk you home.
28. I love to make you happy.
29. You’re my soulmate.
30. You’re my best friend.
31. I can’t wait to see you (again).
32. You mean the world to me.
33. You’re my rock.
34. I value you.
35. I want to spend the rest of my life with you.
36. I love being around you.
37. Pull over and let me drive some.
38. Take my jacket, it’s cold outside.
39. I want you.
40. You complete me.
41. You’re my happiness.
42. Do you need anything?
43. I want to hold your hand and never let go.
44. You’re the only one for me.
45. You are my heaven on earth.
46. Every time I look at you I fall in love all over again.
47. Drive safe.
48. I don’t know what I’d do without you.
49. Forever isn’t too long, because I know I’ll be with you.
50. I’d rather argue with you than kiss someone else.
51. You look great today.
52. I love that _______ on you.
53. You look cute when you push your glasses up.
54. I’ll always be here; I’m here for you.
55. My heart hurts when you’re not around.
56. I can’t think of what my life would be like without you.
57. We’re perfect for each other.
58. I cherish you; you’re more important than anything else in my life.
59. I will love you until I die, and even after.
60. You’re mine.
61. I support you.
62. I’m addicted to you.
63. You’re perfect in my eyes.
64. Take this; it’ll help you feel better.
65. I can’t wait to see you.
66. You’re the only one for me.
67. I’m crazy about you.
68. I had an amazing time with you.
69. I feel so lucky to have you.
70. I’ll never let you go; I’ll never want to.
71. I hope this moment never ends.
72. You leave me breathless.
73. I’d do anything for you.
74. Seeing you happy makes me happy.
75. I’m sorry for hurting your feelings.
76. You always find a way to make me smile.
77. I can’t put what I feel for you into words; it’s too great.
78. I still get jealous even though I know you’re mine.
79. I’m listening to you.
80. I made this for you, I know it’s your favorite.
81. I’m excited and nervous for tonight with you.
82. I got you your favorite candy.
83. I’ll always care about you.
84. I made you breakfast.
85. I can never stay mad at you.
86. I love your eyes; they’re gorgeous.
87. I love that outfit on you.
88. You look so cute.
89. You’re the highlight of my day.
90. How’d you sleep?
91. Your smile makes my heart go crazy.
92. I hate seeing you cry.
93. It’s my job to make you happy.
94. I want to spend more time with you.
95. I’ll fix it.
96. I hate when we argue.
97. You’re the only person I want to live my life with.
98. You drive me crazy (in a good way).
99. I’m proud of you.
100. I trust you, I always will.

- L.L.
—  via @thoughtlessinspirationss on tumblr
signs you love her

1. you think she is beautiful even when she has acne all over her face and hair tied in a messy bun. you think she looks hot when she tries to be mad at you for being too hard on your self. you think she looks better than most of the human population and you think she looks best when she’s in your arms professing her love for you between sips of that bitter vodka you bought her.

2. you can’t stop thinking about her brown eyes, short black straight hair and freckled pointed nose. you can’t stop thinking of how her lips would feel against yours right this instance. you can’t stop thinking about how perfect her breasts feel in your hands. you can’t stop thinking about the late night conversation you had with her. you just can’t stop thinking about her even when you’re sipping coffee at starbucks, even when you’re watching a horror movie, even when you’re in class studying discrete math.

3. you know when she is angry, or when she is pissed at you for talking about other girls. you know what she likes to eat when she is on her period. you know when she is upset about that paper that she turned in late to her professor. you know she likes to be the centre of your attention always. you know she smiles when you hold her hand firmly in public. you know she bites her nails when she’s stressed out. you know her inside out.

4. you smile like a crazy man when you see her. you smile when someone says her name. you smile when you see a text message from her. you smile when you’re around her. you smile when people say you look good together. you smile when someone tells you she looks beautiful, like its a compliment for you and not her. you smile when she tells you she loves you. you smile when she tells you she loves to be your girl. you smile all day like an idiot and you smile until someone tells you to stop smiling because she’s not even around.

5. you talk about her to everyone, to your mom, to your bestfriend, to your room mate. you tell them everything about her. you tell them about how you read this tumblr post and it made you think of her. you tell them she’s perfect, not because of how she looks, or how smart she is, or how well she writes but because she’s yours. and only yours. you tell them how you don’t date a nine, but always a fucking ten, so yeah you tell everyone how and why she is a perfect ten.

tfw a fanfic writer’s writing style gets better with each new story. like you’re just sitting there sobbing and being all proud of this complete stranger while watching their work improve as you read through their increasingly descriptive stories about anal sex

Even if you find
someone new,
to talk to every night,
to hang out with every day,
to share the giggles and
laughter at some
secret jokes,
to walk with and tell
wonderful stories,
I am still here,
waiting for you
to knock at my door
and sit beside me,
like we never missed
each other,
I am still here,
even if you’re not asking.
I am still here,
even if you weren’t
going to be there
for me anymore.
—  ma.c.a // A Promise
A friend of mine once told me that we never forget the people we’ve loved. Whether you’re the heartbroken or the heartbreaker, the cheated on or the cheater, if you really loved someone, you’ll never forget it. You’ll never be able to fully remove their fingerprint from your heart or the feel of them from your hands because you’d already allowed them to become that much a part of you. Their name will always cause a stir inside of you, and even if you reach a point where you can ignore it, that flutter will never go away.
—  🖤
your mouth
your smile
your hands
say all the right things
that make me feel
special
and wanted
like i’m the only one for you
like i’m all you want
which is all i want
because you’re all i want

but your eyes
don’t say
my name
—  Anonymous said: about being in love with your best friend and he hints that he likes you back but still checks out other girls in front of you and it breaks your tiny stupid heart?
(cc, 2017)
find love. find love like the one you dreamed of as a five year old which involves flowers and dates and promises. and for a minute just forget what happened in your last relationship. find love like the one that existed in the fairy tales books your father used to read out to you everyday before bed. find love you believe in. find love you want to write stories and poems about. find love you’d tell your daughter to chase. find love you would choose without having second thoughts. find love you just don’t just have to settle for. find love worth waiting for. find love.
—  f i n d. l o v e.//nikitagupta
Being in love is great, don’t get me wrong. The kisses, the “I miss you” hugs, the cuddling, the love. Everything about falling in love is what makes a person remember how great it feels to have butterflies in your stomach and to have your heart beat so fast that your chest is going to explode. Being in love with someone is amazing. But being in love with your best friend, god that is fucking the best thing I could ever ask for. Being in love with the person that makes you laugh so hard that you nearly have snot coming out your right nostril and makes your stomach turn inside out. Being in love with the person that you share secrets with and gossip about people with, the person that says “fuck her baby, she don’t know a damn thing” kind of best friend. The person that you can lay next to at night and can’t sleep until 3 am because you were talking about how people can’t learn their damn differences between they’re, their, and there, and then laugh about it. The person that you argue with about what kind of food you want to eat, or who’s going to be the one to get up from the bed and turn off the light. The person that you can lick their face and they won’t look back at you with a confused face, but sticks their finger up your nose. The person that won’t only being the shoulder to cry on, but the shoulder that will bring you back up and make you stronger than before. The person that will tell you whats wrong and whats bothering them instead of being distant and ignore the situation. Loving someone that you can share memories and laughs with, god it is beautiful. Being in love is great, don’t get me wrong. But being in love with your best friend, that is the most wonderful thing I could ever ask for.
—  I’m in love with my best friend
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Shiro will punch a ghost in the face, he doesn’t give a [kid-friendly space expletive].

Yet another piece for my Voltron paranormal investigator AU! Check it out here!

How can you say i pushed you away when you were already stepping back?
—  c. k. reyes