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one tree hill appreciation week 🌳 day seven  favourite quote
At this moment, there are 6, 470, 818, 671 people in the world. Some are running scared. Some are coming home. Some tell lies to make it through the day. Others are just now facing the truth. Some are evil men, at war with good. And some are good, struggling with evil. Six billion people in the world. Six billion souls. And sometimes all you need is one.

My top 5 Red/Blue ships

hey guys i’m back with another top 5 list 

5. Klance (Keith Kogane x Lance Mcclain from Voltron)

Originally posted by prinzcake

4. Kyosaya (Kyoko Sakura x Sayaka Miki from Madoka Magica)

Originally posted by complex-loli

3. Chansaw (Heather Chandler x Veronica Sawyer from Heathers)

Originally posted by bambocomicx

2. White rose (Ruby Rose x Weiss Schnee from RWBY)

Originally posted by astraas

1. Dianakko (Diana Cavendish x Akko Kagari from Little Witch Academia)

Originally posted by nonchalant-tomato

Maggie : hey danvers, are you a painting?

Alex : uhh no?? why?

Maggie, seductively : because i wanna pin you against a wall

Kara :

Kara : oh thank god, i thought you were gonna say because you wanted to hang her


Don’t miss the Supergirl Virtual Season finale tomorrow!

The final showdown with Cadmus leaves no one untouched. As Kara struggles between duty and family, Alex must work on a virus that could end all alien life on Earth. Meanwhile, Cat’s plan to stop Lillian could come with a steep price for them all.

The end is near in part 2 of Burn by @fictorium​ and @inspectorboxer​!

We’re thanking our lucky stars for @reginalovesemma for her final, gorgeous gifset for us. We’ve loved these all season long. If you have too, please make her day and let her know in her Tumblr ask!

Haven’t started the finale yet? Read it HERE!
Lexie (Five-Inch Feels) - Chapter 4 - performativezippers - Supergirl (TV 2015) [Archive of Our Own]
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
By Organization for Transformative Works

Lexie (Five-Inch Feels): Chapter 4 (the end)

This is the last chapter of this funny little fic. I’m so glad you all liked it! You’re the best.
Love, Alex’s Pimp Boyfriend

P.S. I had no idea how to wrap up this story, and @theglassesareafacade said “just add a dragon.” So, you can blame her for this. <3

Over the next couple of weeks, Maggie’s respect for Alex only grows. They work together a lot of days, and Alex’s brain is ridiculously impressive. The two of them end up making a pretty phenomenal team. Maggie has the cop instincts – knows what questions to ask and how to ask them – and Alex has a knack for cutting right to the heart of issues. Alex is constantly inventing new things to help them in their mission, and then of course there was the memorable afternoon that she’d showed Maggie the sparring room and had taught her a couple of new moves.

And Maggie’d thought she could hold her own, but Alex has some seriously unbelievable moves that she flawlessly executes with that ridiculous body, and Maggie nearly gets herself kicked in the head three times before Alex takes pity on her and they move to the armory.

But then out on the corner, Alex is just completely Lexie. And, now that Maggie knows Alex well, she can tell how different Lexie is – her voice, her body language, her vocabulary, her walk, everything.

She watches the deft way Alex deals with regular johns who want her, passing them off to other girls, or flirting but offering too high a price, or just fading into the background when they drive up so they don’t see her. Maggie thinks Sylvia is the only one who suspects that she’s picking and choosing her johns that carefully, but even Syl has no idea who Lexie really is.

But Maggie never recognizes the people that Alex gets in the car with. And she’s seen a lot of the DEO agents by this point, and she can’t quite figure out where all these new faces are coming from.

Maggie’s not quite sure how, but days at the DEO start fading into happy hours and evenings at a bar together on the nights that Alex doesn’t have to become Lexie.

And then, even on the nights when she does, they more often than not find themselves getting dinner together, or sitting up at a bar while Alex drinks club soda and makes eyes at Maggie’s beer.

It’s late in the evening, one night when Alex is free to just go to bed after this, instead of transforming into Lexie, that Maggie asks it.

“That night,” Maggie says softly, carefully not looking at Alex. “The night you got hurt, and you called me to come get you.” She lets out a breath before she asks it. “Why did you call me? Why not Hank? Or Vasquez? Or, hell, even Supergirl?”

Alex fiddles with her own glass. “I, uh…” her eyes dart around the room a little bit. Maggie just waits for her. “It wasn’t a suspect that did it. I was just walking back to Lexie’s apartment, and these guys jumped me. Just, normal guys, you know?”

And Maggie doesn’t think any group of guys who jump a woman should be called “normal,” but she gets what Alex means. They weren’t involved in the case.

“And I took them all out, but there were a lot of them and they got some good hits in. And I knew that if I called anyone from work while I was still a little unbalanced from it, especially Hank, that they’d pull me from the assignment. They’d been making a lot of noise that it was too dangerous, but everything we’d done would have been ruined if I’d walked away. So I just needed to collect myself a little bit before I reported in, you know? To be able to say it wasn’t a big deal.”

Maggie nods, because she does know.

“And I just…I just figured that you’d, I don’t know. Take care of me without freaking out, or making it weird.”

And it’s strange but it feels like a huge compliment.

Alex nods. “I was always going to report it to him. I just needed to be calm, you know?”

Maggie nods. “Glad I could help,” she says softly. “I was worried about you, you know. When I picked you up, obviously, but even more with I dropped you off with him.”

“Ah, yes. Hank, who you thought was my pimp.”

Maggie grins at her. “If it helps, I also thought he was your boyfriend.”

Alex fakes a gagging noise.

Maggie laughs. “Yeah, that’s how I feel about the idea of a boyfriend too.”

Alex looks over at her, eyes narrowed. “Gay or just over it?”

It’s Maggie’s turn to bark out a laugh. “Gay,” she chortles, “but, also, definitely both. That’s definitely gonna be the name of my memoir, Gay and Over It.”

And Alex just nods, sagely. “I’d read it.”

[keep reading the DRAMATIC CONCLUSION on AO3]