now do you understand why i love this woman

Cure (intro)

Bucky Barnes x reader 

Notes: trigger warnings! Implications of sexual abuse, mentions of torture, swearing, injuries, memory loss, recuperating, fluff, angst and obviously, eventually: smut. 

Summary: Bucky comes back from a mission, not remembering who he is or who anyone else is. He doesn’t remember Steve, Natasha or the woman he loves. She does immediately catch his eye, though. He thinks she’s the most beautiful woman he’s ever seen, and he’s not afraid to say it in front of people he doesn’t know anyway. What does he have to lose? As far as he knows, he has nothing. On top of being somewhere he doesn’t remember ever being and being stared at by people who seem to know him, but he doesn’t know in return, he hears a voice in his own head. Because, of course, he must be insane. 

A/N: Here we are! The sequel series to Remedy :) I was gonna go somewhere else with this, but it kinda hit me out of nowhere and I thought this could be as sweet and cute as it could be heartbreaking and funny at the same time. Get ready for some awkward situations (and boners), people! 

Originally posted by itsjustmycrazyvibe

There’s a woman standing in front of me. She looks sad, scared; but still the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. She says ‘Bucky’, and I can’t help but think that I’ve heard that before, but I don’t know what it means. I don’t know where I am, but I feel no threat, not from the man in the blue combat-suit next to me, not from the red head that’s next to him, holding his hand and looking equally sad as the woman before me. Not even from the man with the glasses and a doctor’s coat on my left. They all look at me as if they know me, and.. like me? They look nice enough, I guess. But I can’t help but stare at the woman standing only a feet away from me, tears in her eyes. She looks so sad.

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sandstonesunspear  asked:

Hi mum! Here's the prompt: Eliza deliberately misgenders nb!Alex and stuff, and Maggie comes to Alex's defense and completely loses it.

Maggie has held her tongue through a lot. She’s only had gentle, measured responses to Eliza – and a firm, supportive hand on Alex’s thigh – through the worst of it so far.

Oh honestly, Alexandra, putting Kara in the position where she had to blow out her powers again just to save you from your own reckless decision?

Respectfully, Dr. Danvers, if Alex hadn’t been so incredibly brave, we would have had no way to stop that ship at all, and hundreds of innocent people would have been stranded all the way on the other side of the galaxy and most likely left to suffer and die.

Alexandra, I know you’re still upset about your father, but really, that’s no reason to drink yourself into another stupor.

Actually, Dr. Danvers, it’s root beer, so the only stupor anyone will be in is from sugar overload.

She always does it with a gentle tone, and she does it with a modicum of respect in her voice, because Eliza likes her – really likes her – and she knows it’s better for everyone, better for Alex, if it stays like that.

But that doesn’t mean she’s going to just watch Alex get gaslighted, get beaten down, get loved so painfully by a woman who doesn’t know how to love properly, doesn’t know how to say Alex I love you to the ends of the earth and you terrify me because I’m always so worried about you.

And since then?

Since then, Maggie has held Alex’s hand while they managed to stumble through yet another coming out to Eliza – another I feel more like me than I ever have, and that reason is – what, no Barry Allen mystery portal this time? Great, I was kind of counting on – Mom, I’ve never felt more like myself than I do now, because I realized that I didn’t grow up knowing any labels that fit me right, but now I – I’m nonbinary, Mom, I’m – I’m me, same as ever, but they and them instead of she and her, because it just… it makes so much sense, you know? – and Alex had nearly broken her fingers with the force of their grip as Eliza had blinked, had blinked again, had stood, had swallowed, had looked directly at Alex and after long, long minutes of Alex quietly begging her to say something, said, So you’re not quite a boy but you’re not quite the beautiful young woman I raised, and I assume your very lesbian girlfriend is for some reason okay with this because she’s holding your hand, and your sister is giving you that unconditionally supportive look because her heart is purer than mine will ever be, so I assume I’m alone when I say I’m a little bewildered and am going to have to get used to losing my daughter.

Kara’s arms are around Alex before the first sob can choke out of their lips, and Maggie holds them from behind and Alex splutters and Alex breaks as Eliza retreats to Kara’s bedroom.

Kara – once her own temper with Eliza has calmed somewhat – runs interference between her sibling and her foster mother, enough of it to get them back in the same room, enough of it to get Eliza’s arms around a crying Alex while Maggie watches with rage on her face. Kara slips her fingers into Maggie’s.

“They’re going to be okay. They have us. They have you,” Kara whispers, and Maggie kisses her on the cheek.

“I love you, Little Danvers.”

Kara smiles with sad eyes as they both watch Alex sniffle in Eliza’s arms.

And now?

Now it’s been a month, and there have been good phone conversations – Alex, you’re my da – my child, and I will always love you, and I will always be proud of you, however you are – and there have been explosive phone conversations – I’m sorry, Alexan – Alex – it’s a mother’s instinct, I’ve known you one way for twenty-eight years and you’re expecting me to catch up with all these sudden changes overnight! – and now, there’s another family dinner.

Alex throws up with nerves beforehand, Maggie and Kara taking turns between rubbing Alex’s back and holding their hand and making sure the apartment is in order for Eliza’s arrival.

“How’re they doing?” Maggie calls into the bathroom as she sets the table, deliberately addressing Kara so Alex can hear their pronouns, so Alex can hear their validation, and sure enough, Alex’s stomach settles somewhat.

Kara smiles and kisses the back of Alex’s neck and calls back out, “They’re doing just great, they could infiltrate Cadmus single-handedly all over again!”

Alex laughs wearily and leans back into their sister gratefully.

It’s the last laugh they get that evening.

Because Eliza blinks a little too much before complimenting – stiffly – Alex’s new haircut; stares a little too hard when Maggie switches easily between calling Alex babe, honey, Alex, and Al; completely blanches when Kara calls Alex both Al and Alex and refers to the Danvers siblings; and clenches her jaw when Kara passes behind Alex to get the cookies from the oven and rubs the back of their head, with its newly buzzed style, and laughs about how scared she is that Lena – who’s unfortunately out of the country right now – might just leave her for Alex, if the way she loves touching Alex’s new cut is any indication.

“So you’re saying your sister’s doing this to be more, what, butch, is that the word? That she just wants to be more attractive to women? I thought she – I thought you already have Maggie, dear, and everyone’s completely fine with you being a lesbian, no one would care if you cut your hair this way and wore those shirts and were just a woman, so I don’t understand why you feel the need to make things more complicated by – “

Maggie is up before Alex can start crying and she’s up before Kara can say more than Eliza, you need to

“You know what, I’ve been respectful and I’ve held my tongue and I’ve – no. No more. Dr. Danvers, you’re having trouble processing your kid’s identity? Fine. Whatever. Talk to people, talk to Kara, talk to me. Hell, talk to Alex if you want to, but don’t you dare misgender them just because you can, just because that’s what makes you feel more comfortable, more righteous. Not in this place, this place where Alex feels at home with their sister. And you know what else, did you ever stop to think that Alex lives in the same damn world as you do? That they have been forced to swallow the same heteronormative bullshit about you’re either a man or a woman, this way or that way, nothing else, no complexity, no wiggle room, and if you feel outside of that, you’re a freak, you’re just trying to get attention, you’re just trying to make your life harder, you’re being selfish, you’re being ridiculous? Did you ever stop to think that Al has been forced to swallow those same toxic lies, so maybe they have the same questions, the same insecurities and fears and terrors and self-doubts, that you’re interrogating them about? That you’re hitting every one of their fears, every one of their triggers, and to what? You think they haven’t already been over and over all of this with themselves, with me, with Kara and James and J’onn and Winn and Vasquez and Lena, nights of agonizing and crying, not because the nonbinary part is the hard part, but because toxic expectations like the ones you’re laying out are the only thing that surrounds them? It’s not about being difficult, and it’s not about making anything harder, it’s about discovering that there is something that fits you better, that helps you breathe better, than the little boxes we’ve all been hacked and wrangled into. It’s not Al’s fault that they grew up without the proper language to fit themselves, with all the shame that you’re shoving onto them with this interrogation. Because you know, don’t you, Dr. Danvers, that there’s a difference between questions and interrogations. This is your child. Love them. That’s it. Just love them. And if you can’t do that properly right now, I’m sorry Kara, I know this isn’t my house, but you need to leave. Now.”

There’s a long silence, and Maggie’s chest heaves slightly as she glowers, trembling, at Eliza; Kara beams sadly at the woman she hopes her sibling marries; Alex stares up at Maggie in disbelief, in relief, in shock, in gratitude; and Eliza stares between the three of them in a very different kind of shock.

“Alexan – Alex, you’re going to let your girlfriend speak to your mother that way?”

It’s Kara who answers. “Eliza, please. Not now. Maggie said what Maggie said, and I… I agree with her. And so does Alex. Please. We’ll try this again another time, okay?”

The pit in Maggie’s stomach – the pit in all of their stomachs – doesn’t even begin to fade until hours later, when they’re sharing two tubs of vegan ice cream, Alex cuddled between their favorite girls under layers of throw blankets, and Maggie’s phone buzzes.

Maggie dear. I’ve thought a great deal about what you said, and I wanted to thank you for saying it. You clearly love my child very much, and I am very grateful that they found you. I don’t imagine they want to speak with me right now, and I understand that. But when they’re ready, perhaps you can show them this message? Thank you for fighting for Alex when I don’t know how to. They’ve always fought for everyone else; I’m so glad they’ve finally found someone to fight for them.

“What’s that, babe?” Alex asks. Maggie stares at their red-rimmed, still swollen eyes and kisses their nose.

“Show you later. For now, more cuddles.”

“Cudddlessssssss,” Kara throws her arms over both of them, and as their girlfriend leans over them to tickle their little sister, Alex can’t help but smile; can’t help but laugh; can’t help but feel safe, and loved, and wanted, and defended. Can’t help but feel perfect.

Because they are, they are, they are.

CS FF: Say You Won’t Let Go

Summary: Emma struggles to accept Killian abandoned her, as Snow lends her advice and support.  Meanwhile, Killian fights to get back to Emma.   (My version of things.)

Rating: G

Note: So this is how I would write things if I wrote the show.  I fully expect Emma to feel abandoned because of her past issues, but I did not like that second sneak peek.  While drunk Snow might be amusing, that’s not who Emma needs right now and I don’t believe Emma would just try to move on so quickly, no matter how much she was hurting.  So this is pulling bits and pieces of what we know from the promo and sneak peeks.  Also, I have no clue how Jasmine, Aladdin, and Agrabah fit into this story, so I am not even going to address it.  I just wanted to make it so Killian could get home, they could reunite, and work through things.  Hope you enjoy it!  ~Steph

…Say You Won’t Let Go: Part 1/1…

Emma sat in the dark in the living room all night long.  She hoped that he was just out getting some air, doing some thinking, putting a bit of space between them.  She never imagined that he would leave her.  Abandon her like everyone she ever loved who had come before him.  Not him.  He was the one person who would never do that.

Every time she heard even the slightest of sounds, she jumped up from the couch and ran to the door, throwing it open.  And, every time, her heart sank into her stomach at the sight of an empty porch and snow falling before her.

The house seemed so empty without him.  When she had bought this house as the Dark One, the house Killian had chosen for them, she had imagined it filled with her family and with him.  She had even imagined their future children running around it.  She had never imagined being alone in it.

Emma didn’t go upstairs until the sun had risen into the sky.  She moved to Killian’s chest that sat on the floor in their bedroom.  She opened the top, her heart sinking once more.  A bag and some of his belongings were missing.  

Her worst fear had come true. He had abandoned her.  He had left without saying a word.

Emma reached around her neck and removed the necklace with the ring hanging on it that he had given her.  While he was in the Underworld, she had used it to feel close to him, to feel connected. After all they had been through, how could this be how it ended?

Tears stung her eyes, as she clutched the ring to her heart.  

“Where are you, Killian?  Please come back to me.”

Killian pounded his fist against the porthole.  

“Bloody hell!  I need to get off this damn vessel!”

Nemo sighed.  "I realize you are frustrated, but abusing my submarine will do you no good.“

Killian’s eyes flared at his old friend.  "You don’t understand.  Emma’s going to think I abandoned her.  If I hadn’t changed my mind, then I was going to call her to say goodbye. To explain that I would be leaving until I could be the man she deserves.  I knew I couldn’t bear to tell her face to face.  I would lose my courage to leave.  But then I spoke to Snow and I knew that leaving was not the answer.”

“I’m sorry things happened the way they did.”

“Emma is going to think I am just one more person who abandoned her.  I always swore I would never be that man.  And she is in danger.  Gideon won’t stop until he has eliminated Emma.  I have to find a way to get back right now!”

“I’m afraid that’s not possible.  We need Kraken’s blood to be able to cross realms, of which we have none.”

Killian sighed heavily and sank down onto a barrel.  "Every minute I spend down here is killing me.  And I might never see Emma again if Gideon has his way.“  He paused and met Nemo’s gaze. “We need to get that Kraken’s blood.”

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The Perfect Choice

The campfire was dying down so you inched closer to the fire, eager for its warmth.

Matt was late coming back from the hunt. He had gone alone again. In your mind you knew he would be fine but your heart ached for him. He hadn’t been happy with the size of the last deer he had brought home to the family. The family had been thrilled but you had seen the look in his eyes. There was the slight lowering of his eyes as he reached back for your hand that told you so much.

He had been gone for nine hours and you had hoped and prayed he would return before nightfall. It wasn’t for his safety that you prayed. It was truly because you never wanted to spend the night without him. He was your love and your life and the cabin was too cold and too quiet without Matt.

You shifted your bottom on the hard wooden bench and stretched your hands out to feel the last rays of warmth from the fire. Bear had built it up so high earlier in the day, but that was hours ago.

“Hey.” Matt’s voice suddenly called out to you from just behind your left shoulder.

“Hey.” You answered without turning around.

Your heart was in your throat and you were so happy he was back that you didn’t trust yourself to turn around just yet. You were afraid you would throw yourself at him and knock him to the ground and he would tell you again how crazy you were and you would tell him, “It takes one to know one.”

“How’d it go?” You turned your head slightly as Matt slipped onto the seat beside you, his arm sliding around your back and his lips cool on your check.

“OK.” He replied and you knew by his tone it really wasn’t ok.

“Did you get a deer?”

“Yeah.” His sigh was deep and you slipped a hand onto his thigh, squeezing him slowly, letting him feel your warmth.

“A good size?”

“No.”

You wanted to tell him it wasn’t his fault. You wanted to say that the larger deer had learned how to hide deep in the bush and at this time of year were almost impossible to find. But you knew he already knew that. And you also knew that he would have done everything he could do to bring home the largest deer possible.

Sliding your hand further up his thigh, you both smiled as he automatically moved his thighs together, trapping your hand.

“You’ve never let us down.” You said softly and leaned closer to Matt. 

His head was bare and his loose curls were damp from the late afternoon rain.

“I guess. But it feels like I let myself down. I really wanted to bring home something bigger.”

“I love that you want the best for us. For the family.” You said and turned your head to face him. When your lips met, the kiss was light and Matt tasted of salty sweat. You pulled back, licking your lips. “You have never disappointed me and you never will.”

Matt’s arms wound tight around you and he buried his face in your neck, the tight feel of him setting you on fire as it always did.

“What’s wrong with you?” He laughed and asked you. “Why do you love me so much?”

You knew he was joking but you also knew the question was one you needed to answer. He needed to understand. Pulling away slightly, you looked into Matt’s bright blue eyes.

“I’m not a stupid woman.” You said bluntly and waited for his response.

“HAHA! No! I didn’t mean that!” Matt held you closer and pressed his forehead to yours.

“Now that we agree on that point,” You grinned back at him. “Let me say this. I would never waste my time with a man I didn’t love and trust and believe to be the best provider for our family.” You pressed another gentle kiss to his lips. “And I know you are everything I need and all that I have ever wanted.”

“You’re killing me here.” Matt groaned and suddenly pulled away from you, his eyes to the ground. “I can’t live up to that.”

And there it was. The fear that kept him always asking if he was enough for you. You sighed and opened your heart and spoke the truth that was deep inside you.

“I know you’re not perfect, Matt. Seriously. Not perfect. Not even close. Not by a long shot. Not a chance in hell will you ever be perfect. My left boot is more perfect than you are-”

“Ok, Ok. I get it.” He interrupted and tried not to laugh. “I’m not perfect.”

“But Matt?” You dropped to your knees in front of him and wrapped your arms around him and pressed your face to his chest. “You are perfect for me. If you weren’t perfect for me, I wouldn’t even consider…”

Your words trailed off and Matt waited but it took longer than you expected to find the words. He leaned away from you to look in your face. “You wouldn’t consider what?” His blue eyes searched your face and you blinked and swallowed and told him…

“If you weren’t perfect for me I wouldn’t even consider…having your baby.” You let the words hang in the air.

It took Matt a minute to take it in. His eyes darted left and right. Your own eyes followed his and you waited while he found the words. After another minute you were starting to get a bit nervous as you watched the emotions flitting in his eyes. And then Matt’s smile exploded over his face.

“Now that’s what I call trust!” He laughed and pulled you closer to him. “HAHA!” His laughter screamed across the camp.

You watched the man you loved rejoice in knowing that he would be taking on the biggest and longest responsibility of his life. And your heart soared in your chest as you confirmed once again that you had chosen the right man.

You were definitely not a stupid woman.

Conflicting Scent (Part 1)

When you cheat on your husband (Zion. T) with his friend (Monster Woo)

“Hello Mrs. Kim.”

You smiled as you were greeted by the new hotel staff. “Hello everyone, opening day is two weeks from now. My husband would very much appreciate it if everything was ready to go by the end of the week. You all know what to do so if there are no questions I will be going around to check on the rooms.”

“Yes, Mrs. Kim.” With that they all dispersed to begin their duties.

“Mrs. Kim” your assistant called out to you. “Mr. Kim is here and is waiting for you in the lobby.”

A smile graced your face before you nodded. “I’ll go down and meet him you are dismissed.”  

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anonymous asked:

I don't get if I'm supposed to really like or really hate Oikawa Tooru.

oh oh oh OOOOOOHH

I am so going to use my chance and this is going to be LONG. very long. You’re warned.

Let me begin with saying that I understand what you’re talking about. When I first read the manga I found Oikawa…incredibly annoying, and no pretty design could make up for it to me.

Yet here I am, now, loving Oikawa with all I’ve got. Do ya wanna know why?:D

Do or don’t, I will take my time to rant about Oikawa Tooru anyway.

Because the thing is, the more you think, truly think about Oikawa and his behaviour and his attitude, the more you understand him. Let’s begin with what seems like a horrible personality. When Oikawa is shown for the first time, he seems like nothing else but a womanizer with a fanclub, constantly seeking attention, a not-too-smart frivolous guy who is there to get on the way of our protagonists.

This is what Oikawa Tooru is on the first glance.

But the more you think about it, the more you get to realize that he’s much more than that and that there’s a lot he hides behind all of his bravado.

I feel like the majority of people who dislike Oikawa, do that because of his attitude towards Tobio-chan in Junior High, which, I admit, made me kind of dislike him too. At the beginning. He is an antagonist who throws sand in a wheel of our beloved Tobio-chan. Annoying, right?

Not quite, when you start thinking about it from Oikawa’s perspective.

Let’s come and think about what Tobio is to Oikawa. It was said Oikawa is not a genius. Which means, he has to work his ass off and ALWAYS giveit everything he’s got, just to be able to simply compete against people who are. People like Tobio-chan, people like Ushiwaka-chan.

I can’t help but think Oikawa doesn’t only add the “chan” to his opponents’ names just to mock them, but also to remind himself they are just people like him, they don’t fly, they don’t breathe fire. They are like him, so he can be able to stand against them on an equal level. He just has to work more.

Except, no, he thinks he can’t. When he’s 14, in Junior High and full of insecurities once Kageyama comes into picture, comes there to take his place, just because he’s so ridiculously gifted, Oikawa is obviously pissed off. Angry and scared and bitter, because this is not FAIR. Why is that he has to work his ass off perfecting his serves, receives and tosses, working until it’s late and the sky is dark when there is someone like Tobio-chan who is so ridiculously GOOD just because he’s born this way? Why does he improve so fast even though he works less? Why can’t Oikawa?

In which Tooru ends up working even harder, almost to the point of self-destruction that WOULD take place if only Iwaizumi wasn’t there for him.

People hate Oikawa because, wow, he was 14 and almost punched Tobio-chan, but remember his face after he realized what he almost did? The shock? I don’t think Oikawa quite gave a thought for it back then, I don’t think he ever thought that it wasn’t Kageyama’s fault he was more talanted than he is. I think Iwaizumi helped him realize that and also that Tooru is not alone with it. That he doesn’t have to be alone.

And this is where Oikawa’s true nature comes in place, because Kageyama doesn’t look up to him for nothing. Oikawa is someone who learnt how to find a key to every lock, how to connect with everyone on his team. He learnt the differences, the special things for every player. Do you know how hard it is to understand the way someone else is thinking? How impossible it seems? Oikawa found a way to understand everyone. Wow, what a horrible guy. 

If Kageyama was trying to force his way of thinking onto someone else, run faster, jump higher, find a way to connect with ME, then Oikawa is the one who jumps higher and runs faster to connect with someone else. Kageyama thought people are there to spike his perfect tosses, Oikawa thinks his tosses are there to be spiked. And that he will do everything to make sure his toss fits the spiker perfectly. Oikawa makes everyone realize they are special. (mind you, I don’t only talk about his teammates. The girls from his fanclub made him cookies and what Oikawa does? he tries them, thank the girls and tells them that the cookies are GOOD.God what a jerk.

Oikawa’s tactics in volleyball sometimes are nearly mean towards his opponents, because he sees weaknesses, and obviously he uses it for his team advantage. BUT, Oikawa never goes against the rules. In the sports animangas we often forget that the antagonists, the guys who are meant to be horrible and meant to be defeated are just people like everyone else, who love the same sport and just happen to be on the other side of the net. Haikyuu!! reminds us about it.

Then, remember how Oikawa wanted so bad to mock Tobio after he loses? How he wanted to say that he can’t win by himself no matter how strong he is? It’s almost like he’s mocking his past self, because with this they are kind of similar. But then, Oikawa never does. Because he knows it’s no longer true.

But even after everything he can’t defeat Ushijima. No matter how hard he worked. No matter how much he polishes everyone’s skills and even despite the fact he was able to find a way to every player and draw out their potential to the limit, they are still not strong enough to defeat genius, to defear pure brutal force. In volleyball, you have to use everything you’ve got, but even that is not enough.

Yet what Oikawa does? Oh, he works harder!

Later in the manga he comes up with a new killer serve, which isn’t completely perfected just yet. But Oikawa never gives up no matter how hard things are, and always gives it his all. Always cheers on his teammates and reassures them when needed. Everyone.

And you know what, Oikawa doesn’t only care about his teammates? Later when Kageyama is confused and lost and can’t find a way to get to his spiker (aka Hinata), what does he do? Comes to Oikawa seeking advice. To that horrible horrible trashy character. And what that asshole does? He gives the advice to his opponent. To someone who is already a genius. He gives the valuable advice that will make this genius kid even stronger. Not only that, but from Tooru’s words (something like “little guy is the one who spikes the ball”) it’s obvious that he doesn’t take all the credit for his actions, because he knows he’s not the one who spikes, he acknowledges how important spikers are. Even though setters come with a pattern for a game, they would be nowhere without people who spike their tosses. He makes Kageyama realize this.

The last thing for now is the recent chapter. The chapter in which Oikawa admits he’s not a genius, chapter in which he almost sets the limits for himself. But then he doesn’t, and then Oikawa thinks that if he’s not a genius he will MAKE himself into one by working hard, by using all he’s got. If it’s not enough then he will use more. Learn more tricks. Do everything to be good enough.

He says that if you think you don’t have talent, then you will probably never have it. And this is the line I nearly teared up on because it’s so. damn. relatable. This is what Oikawa’s world is like. He KNOWS he lacks talent, knows he’s not a prodigy. So what? He will make himself into one. There are no limits as long as he practises hard enough.

And this, is why Oikawa is such an important character. He is there to make people believe in themselves even though there is someone better than them. Loving him, hating him…you’re the one to choose. But personally, Oikawa is someone I would endlessly respect because this guy deserves it.

anonymous asked:

Thanks for answering me! But I want her more in a Lois/Iris type role now. Meaning, make her the main CANON love interest across the MAIN titles. Selina exists in the grey BUT 1 of the main reasons why BatCat are not together as a real couple is because SHE EXISTS IN THE GREY. As much as I love BatCat, Batman is the hero & needs to be w/ a good woman who is a hero-type. Too many people STILL think of her as a "villain" & that won't change until she is presented as a main love in the MAIN titles.

Ah, now I understand what you were getting at. Basically, you want the Earth 2 version, but in the main canon. I am in complete agreement with this - I just know DC will never do it so I try not to get my hopes up.

I have talked about Earth 2 before and the concept of Bruce, Selina and Helena working together fighting crime. I believe that you could bring that idea over to the main canon and include them with Dick, Tim, Babs and everyone else. I do not see why there cannot be an extended Bat family with Bruce and Selina together as the guiding hands for the others. Anyone who reads Chris Dee knows it is possible.

The idea of Selina as a Lois-type character is intriguing. It could not be a carbon copy due to Selina’s personality (and Bruce’s for that matter), but I think it would work. I personally loved her character in Earth 2 (well, the short glimpses we saw at least) and I believe it could totally work in the main canon. Any excuse to get more of this and I am happy:

Catch You - Jacob Frye x Fem!Reader

A/N: Jacob comforting reader about certain insecurities she has. I decided to write this since I’ve been feeling a little insecure lately and it turns out I actually did have a request for this as well so it worked out perfectly. I hope you all enjoy it.

Words: 1,472
Warnings: A little self-loathing

The grey, rainy day fit your mood perfectly.

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anonymous asked:

What if Dabi is Endeavor's illegitimate son from a woman he was actually in love with but rejected for his quirk marriage? And that's why his flames are black? 😯

BOI this is one theory I understand and can get behind way more than the “they’re the sons of the same man and woman” one - it also explains why it seems like everyone still lives in the Todoroki household (so no rogue sibs) (there’s the right amount of pair of shoes before the front door in one panel) AND how Todoroki didn’t recognize Dabi at all (would make little sense if he’d lived with him a long time when they were kids, since for however little they’d interacted Todo seemed to like watching his sibilings play a lot)

Then again I doubt Endeavour has it in himself to love anyone, so even if he’d been with this other woman he probs didn’t truly love her anyway

Cr and traduction: https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=9Br5pfaoxgk

go and watch the original video too guys This is one of the most rare videos of kaisoo that I’ve ever seen, just look at Baek looking at them.

The way Kai starts to flirt with Kyungsoo is so obvious, he starts to tease him and when Dodo calls him “Idiot” is so cute. The stares and the shy Dodo.

And Jongin was using a way of talking that is attractive to women in Korea, he change of formal to informal and vice versa.
…. Why are you going to do that? 😏

Look at this and imagine Kyungsoo as a woman. Yes. You understand us now? Love don’t have gender, I don’t understand why is so difficult to believe that there can be something more.

Or the simple thing of respect the persons that ship them, because I can assure you. We have a reason.

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Request:
Can you do a danisnotonfire imagine about a shy chubby reader who is insecure with their body but Dan assures them that he loves them for who they are

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Every Year, when the days are getting shorter and the nights colder ,for a few people the happiest time of the year is about to start. And they start to decorate their windows and flats with golden and eye-catching things.

In every street is at least one old man dressed up as Santa, and many children are standing in front of the windows of Toy Stores, telling their parents what they’re wish for Christmas.

But not everyone enjoys the smell of cinnamon and for some people Christmas is just as boring as every other day of the week.

Y/N, is one of these people.
The only thing she enjoys about this time is that she can wear clothes twice her size.

Thats the reason she hates Summer, it’s hot and she has to wear skirts, or short clothes.
Otherwise she would die of a heatstroke.

Y/N, who’s fighting her way through the snow to her flat she share’s with her boyfriend and his best friend, looks up into the sky and sees that the light starts to fade away and some stars are already able to be seen.

Her boyfriend, Dan, loves Christmas.
And she loves him, so she has to deal with the fact that he want to spend the weekends cuddling with her.

Not that she didn’t enjoys his company, she loves it.
But her insecurities are a big problem..

She opens the door to their flat and is welcomed by the smell of gingerbread, and cinnamon.
“Darling?”,the voice of her boyfriend asks:“Is that you?”

Y/N walks up to the kitchen and sees Dan.
His Brown eyes are eyeing her, and a smile is on his beautiful face:“I missed you!”,he takes a few steps up to her and gives her a kiss.

Oh god.
She loves him.
More than anything else in this entire universe.

But why?
But why was he in a relationship with her, when he could have anyone, anybody.

“Dan?”,she whispers and he looks her into the eyes:“Why are you in a relationship with me?”

For a few seconds he just stares at her.
He knows about her insecurities, her dark thoughts, but still he couldn’t believe it.

“Because you’re the most beautiful woman in this entire world.’

For Y/N these words are nothing but lies, not true not real:“This is not true..I mean look at you.”

Dan laughs soft and gives her a sad smile:“Yeah I look at me everyday when I’m in the bathroom and I wonder why you’re in a relationship with me.”

Y/N just stares at her boyfriend, how could he say that:“Because I love you and I appreciate you.Youre the most important thing in my life,Dan.”

“Do you understand me now?”, Dan asks and pulls her into a hug:“For me you are the most incredible and amazing human being, and I love you.”

“I love you too,Dan.”

Brendon: Ryan is a valued member of the band
Ryan: I left the band years ago
Brendon: His writing is so amazing
Ryan: you write the songs
Brendon: he and I get along fine
Ryan: I left your ass
Brendon: he stayed with me when all the other members left.
Ryan: I left first
Brendon: if he ever leaves I’ll kill him
Ryan: pls do, then I’ll finally be out of the band
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Brendon: I don’t understand why people keep on saying I’m gay
Spencer: maybe it’s because you like dudes
Brendon: no it’s a rumor like the gay thing. I like kissing women
Spencer: you French kiss any man you see
Brendon: Imma marry a woman
Spencer: you married a dude
Brendon: I’d never let a man anywhere near my dick
Spencer: Ryan you husband you always kiss is sucking your dick right now
Ryan: I heard my name
Brendon: that doesn’t mean I’m gay
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Brendon: *writes albums about how much he loves Ryan and misses him* I’m so over him . Ew why do people think I love him. *texts Ryan: I love u take me back* if anything he isn’t over me and wants me back.

Unexpected- Part Four

Plot: Josh Dun gets you pregnant and you both freak out.

Imagine: Josh Dun x Female Reader

Requested: No

Triggers: None that I can think of

Enjoy the final installment of Unexpected!

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Y/N’s POV-

“Y/N…wake uuupp.” You heard a familiar voice sing out your name and you groaned.

“Jenna, it’s the middle of the night, what are you doing here?” You croak out, rolling over to face the tall blonde-haired woman you had come to know through Josh. Because the boys often left the both of you at home while they were on tour, you two had grown extremely close, telling each other everything. Although you always loved to see her, you didn’t understand why she felt the need to break into your home while you were sleeping.

“Um, Y/N you do know it’s only nine o’clock right? I figured you might want to go out with me tonight because we haven’t seen each other in a couple weeks. Apparently you’re now an eighty-year old woman though who falls asleep at eight-thirty, so I don’t know if that’s very likely.”

At the thought of actually leaving your apartment and getting your mind off of things you quickly sat up in bed and threw the covers off, exposing your bare legs. “Nope, nope that sounds amazing. I could really use a break.” Jenna smiled and turned, walking towards your closet and shuffling through your dresses.

“Now, what should you wear? I think we should go somewhere fancy so this might be a nice choice,” She said, pulling a sparkly black dress from your closet.

Pushing yourself up off the bed, you walk over and took the dress from her hands. “Yeah this is fine. I’ll change right now.”

“Woah, don’t you think you should shower first? I mean no offense but you don’t look that great. Also you kinda smell like throw-up, are you doing okay?” Jenna softly questioned.

You sighed and ran your hand subconsciously over your bump, causing Jenna to stare at you and tilt her head. “Come to think of it Y/N, you’re looking a little bigger than usual, whats that abou-“ Finally realizing as you sheepishly locked eyes with her, Jenna’s bright blue eyes opened wide and she slapped a hand over her gaping mouth. “You’re pregnant aren’t you! Oh my gosh Y/N, you’re pregnant, this all makes sense!”

“Okay, okay you figured it out,” you shyly said, your cheeks turning a shade of bright red. “I kinda told Josh today and he, well, h-he left.” Tears started to form in your eyes. You couldn’t believe that someone else knew your secret. Now Jenna knows how pathetic you are, she’ll tell Tyler, and he’ll tell the whole crew and then all the fans will know that you are a knocked-up loser who’s undeserving of love.

Seeing that you were starting to break down, Jenna rushed over to your side and gave you a huge hug. “Y/N, this is still great news. You are pregnant with Josh’s baby! I’m sure he’ll come to his senses and do the right thing. He loves you more than anything in this world, everybody can see how madly in love the two of you are.” Jenna grabbed your shoulders and looked into your eyes with a big smile. “In the meantime though, you should take a shower and get dressed. There’s no point in moping around here.”

Feeling much better you gave Jenna a half-smile. “You know what? You’re right. There’s no point in me sulking at home. I should at least sulk at a nice restaurant.” Catching the stern look Jenna was giving you, you quickly said “I’m joking, I’m joking, geez,” as you turned and headed into the bathroom.

Not even thirty seconds after you stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around your body, Jenna barged into the bathroom and began to do your makeup. “Sit,” she ordered, motioning to the toilet as she skillfully swiped a variety of products across your face. Once she was satisfied with the results, she grabbed your hand and pulled you out. “I took the liberty of setting out your underwear, dress, shoes, and jewelry.” Jenna said matter-of-factly, as she led you down the hall towards your bedroom.

You instantly felt your face flame up, knowing that she had to go through all of your lingerie to get to your regular underwear, but brushed off the feeling remembering that Jenna’s a married woman. “Oh, um thank you for doing that,” you kindly replied, stepping into the chill of your bedroom.

“I’ll step out here and wait for you to get dressed,” Jenna said with a smile, bouncing out into the hallway and shutting your bedroom door behind her. You let your towel drop before you pulled on your bra and underwear, followed by your dress and nude heels. “You can come back in now!” You called to Jenna. She strode back into your room, her rose-gold phone in hand.

“Who are you texting?” You asked her curiously, turning around and motioning for her to clasp your delicate necklace.

She cleared her throat and mumbled, “Oh, just Tyler. You know him, he had to check in and see how I’m doing.” You smiled at the thought of Tyler sitting at home alone, thinking about Jenna all night.

“Alright, it’s time to do your hair!” Jenna sung, already brushing out your Y/H/C hair and shoving pins in. You loudly groaned, “Jenna, why are you doing all of this? We are literally just going out, we’re never this fancy!”

“Oh please,” Jenna sighed, trying and succeeding at making a gorgeous wavy up-do with a few wispy hairs framing your face. “You should not be complaining! I’m just trying to make you feel and look good for a night out after you’ve had a rough day!” She took a firm grip on your shoulders and spun you around to look in your floor-length mirror. You gasped as you caught a glimpse of all of Jenna’s hard work. Bringing a hand to you hair you softly spoke, “Wow Jenna, you did a great job. I look… I look hot!”
She giggled and brought a hand to cover her perfectly straight teeth. “See, I knew it was worth it. It feels so great to dress u-“ but she was interrupted by a buzz on her phone. She instantly grew visibly excited and made her way into the living room without an explanation. Shrugging, you put it off as Tyler texting Jenna yet again, and you continued to admire your reflection in the mirror.

“Y/N!” Jenna chirped, strutting back into your room, “No offense, but don’t you think you should brush your teeth before we go?”

“I guess,” You said, turning towards the bathroom and shooting her a weird look. You were starting to feel suspicious about this whole situation, but you brushed off the feeling and did what Jenna said, just because it was easier than putting up a fight.

The next thing you knew, there was a heavy knock on the door. You immediately turned towards it, but Jenna darted out to stop you as your hand brushed the doorknob. “Just know we did this because it’s the best thing for you,” She said, your hand still in her grasp. Pulling your hand back you felt a wave of suspicion hit you as Jenna’s smile grew.

“Jenna, what are you talking about?!” Your voice was thick with confusion as Jenna swung the door open and revealed a nervous-looking Josh standing in the door frame. She slipped out into the hallway, flashing a mischievous grin as she pushed Josh fully into your apartment and closed the door. “You’re welcome!”

Immediately you felt a burst of anger swell through your body at the sight of someone who had up and left when you needed their support. But at the same time, you felt a small pang of joy when you saw the pink-haired goof you loved so much standing in front of you.

Because you housed the special ability to read Josh like an open book, you could tell that he was extremely nervous, and every inch of your body ached at the sight. You felt a huge need to comfort him and pull his trembling body into your arms, even though you knew that he didn’t deserve your comfort. “What are you doing here Joshua?” You said softly, folding your arms across your chest.

“We really need to talk. I made a huge mistake leaving you here today and I want, no, I need to make it up to you. Please let me do that Y/N.” You could hear the sincerity in his voice as Josh cautiously started to close the gap between you. You allowed him to unfold one of your arms from your chest and he tangled his rough, calloused fingers between your soft and slender ones.

Although his touch sent tingles throughout your hand, and you wanted to feel those tingles everywhere, you knew that it wouldn’t be wise to let Josh get away with such a simple apology. “I just don’t know Josh. You really hurt me today when you left without an explanation. I had to open myself up and tell you something that was hard for me and I felt like it was all for nothing. I love you so much but I can’t be in a relationship with someone who won’t love our baby.” Hot tears started to spill from your eyes as you turned and broke free from Josh’s touch. You tried to walk towards the couch but Josh swiftly wiggled his way in front of you and grabbed both of your hands, pulling you down onto the fluffy couch.

“Y/N, you need to hear me out. I felt like such a jerk as soon as I left. I know that I made a mistake but there’s nothing I wouldn’t do to show you that I will love that baby just as much as I love you, if it’s even possible to love another human being that much.” Josh was grasping at your hands like they were a lifeline, looking deep into your eyes with his watery brown ones as he pleaded with you. “You need to know that the reason I left is NOT because I don’t want to you to be pregnant. It’s because…b-because I’m absolutely terrified that I’ll be terrible dad.”

You gasped at his words. “Josh! Why-“ He cut you off with a shake of his head. “No, Y/N you need to hear this. Almost as soon as I met you, I knew that I wanted to marry you. But I’ve always felt like I’d somehow let you down by doing everything wrong, or that if you got pregnant, our kid would hate me.”

Tears were already on their way down your face, but as Josh got deeper into his speech, they were spilling down onto your dress, your makeup smudging everywhere. Everything in you wanted to interrupt him and make him see that he was wrong, but you knew that he was unloading a lot of his anxiety, and it was important that you listened to him before anything else.

“When you told me you were pregnant, I was instantly excited to hear that the woman I loved was carrying our baby. But I started to feel like I was suffocating, panicking, drowning even, once I realized that I’d have to step up and be a good dad, and I just felt like I wasn’t ready for that. I know that a sorry doesn’t even cut it, but you need to know that I’m ready and we can do this together, you don’t need to do this alone. I want to do this and I’m so so sorry for leaving you here along tonight.” Josh softly finished, testing the waters with a half-smile. Using the mutual grip on your hands, you pulled Josh towards you, smashing your lips on his in a loving kiss. He wrapped his long arms around your whole body, engulfing you in a huge hug, not detaching from your lips the whole time. Folding your legs around his torso, you finally broke the kiss, moving back with a huge smile on your face. “I forgive you Josh. I’m a little sad that you never told me this before, but I know we can do this together. I think you will be the best dad ever, and I’m not exaggerating. In fact, I think that you proved that point but coming here and doing all this. You knew you made a mistake and you fixed it, and I’m so proud of you for it. You’re gonna be an amazing father Joshua.” Josh rested his forehead on yours and sighed out in contentment. He tilted his head down and ran a hand over the small bump that was pushing through your dress. “I can’t believe we made this. We actually are going to have a baby Y/N!” He let out a girlish giggle and you looked at him with admiration in your eyes.

“I love you Josh, so much.”

“I love you too Y/N.”

You leaned back in for another kiss and were not disappointed in Josh’s response. He stood up with you still straddled around him and locked his lips on yours. You were expecting him to take you into the bedroom, and butterflies started to make their way around your stomach, filling you up with a feeling of absolute joy. However, Josh surprised you by setting you back down on the couch. “Josh what are doing?” You said with a hint of disappointment.

“Right, there’s something else I need to talk to you about.” You noticed that his knee started to repeatedly lock and unlock, a nervous habit that he usually reserved for the minutes before an important concert.

“Okaayyy?” You said a little suspiciously, leaning back against the comfortable couch, tucking your hands under your exposed thighs.

“So I started to think a lot about us while I was on tour. I had a lot of extra time on the bus where all I wanted was to be with you and I began to realize that being without you for so long was something that I hated. Of course, I could always just invite you to come on tour with me, but I knew that with your work that wasn’t good enough. I realized that I wanted to be with you wherever I was in the world, and I wanted to ensure that we had each other all to ourselves. Being with you these past three years have been so amazing, and I started to think that I want to be with you forever, because you are without a doubt, the love of my life. Y/N, you are the most beautiful, funny, selfless, smart, sexy human being that I have ever had the privilege of knowing. I need you Y/N, for the rest of my life. I want to have this baby with you, I want to go on tour with you, I want to live with you, I want to grow old with you, and most of all, I want to come home to you everyday for the rest of our lives.”

Your heart had started pounding towards the middle of Josh’s speech, as you finally started to put everything together. For what felt like the billionth time, tears started to fall down your face and your nose started to run at the sight of the love of your life getting down onto one knee.

He pulled out a gorgeous diamond ring from the back pocket of his skinny jeans.

“Y/N, will you marry me?” Josh said with a nervous smile.

Jumping down onto your knees to meet him you practically screamed out your answer as you threw your arms around his neck. “YES! Of course Josh!” You could see that he instantly became a lot less tense as he tackled you with a deep kiss, not even asking permission to swipe his tongue across yours. He became so involved in the passionate kiss that you had to push him off of you, flushed, because you wanted to take a closer look at the ring.

“Josh calm down, we have our whole lives to continue what we just started,” You said with a giggle. “Besides, I want to make it official, you need to actually give me the ring Joshua!”

“Fine, fine, you’re right.” Josh pulled the ring from it’s box and delicately slipped it on your slender ring finger. The sight of the amazing ring on your finger was almost enough for you to burst into yet another round of happy tears.

“Do you like it?” Josh questioned you nervously.

“Joshua, it’s the most gorgeous ring I’ve ever seen! It’s amazing and so are you.”

He sighed in relief and you couldn’t help but laugh at his reaction. “Josh, you’re so tense! You need to relax hun.”

“I’m sorry!” He said sheepishly, “That was the most nerve-wracking thing I ever had to do so excuse me for wanting to make sure everything is perfect.” He pulled you into his arms as he stood up. “C’mon lets go to bed.” He started to lead you into your bedroom but you wriggled from his grasp.

“I’ve got to go to the bathroom okay? I’ll meet you in there.” You said, swiping your phone from it’s spot in the kitchen and walking away from your fiancee. Just thinking the word made your stomach do somersaults. You couldn’t even imagine how it would feel to say the word.

“Don’t take too long please!” Josh called after you as he headed into the bedroom.

“I won’t!” You sung, smiling at the prospect of Josh anticipating your arrival in bed. You flicked on the lights in the bathroom and turned to face yourself in the mirror, a smile fixated on your face. Sighing with happiness, you admired the sparkly diamond that you knew would not get old or less fun to look at. You began to undo your hair and wash the makeup off of your face, grinning when the cold ring rubbed against your nose. Finally you brushed your teeth and sent a quick text to Jenna.

‘I figured out why you were so enthusiastically getting me ready to “go out.” Thanks for all your help girl. You and Tyler are amazing people. Oh yeah, I forgot to mention, I SAID YES!’

You sent a picture of your ring to Jenna, making a point to capture some of the bathroom’s light in the diamond. You powered your phone off and sat down on the toilet, fully-clothed, just so you could take a little breather. Propping your head up on your hands, you wanted nothing more than to pinch yourself to make sure you weren’t in a cruel dream. You turned over the days events in your mind, remembering how the day had started off in a terrible shock-filled state as you learned that you were pregnant, then turned into a vacuum-like black hole of sadness and hopelessness at Josh panicking and leaving. In the end, you got to see one of your dreams come to reality as the love of your life proposed to you. It felt as though you were being pushed blindly into a swirling tsunami, completely terrified and helpless, but once you opened your eyes you were met with everything you had ever wanted. It was so unbelievably beautiful and scary at the same time, having a fiancee and a baby on the way, and even though it was unexpected, you couldn’t imagine a better way to start the next chapter of your life.

Yang Hyun Suk and K-Netizens cause Seungri and G Dragon to break up.

Yes, Seungri and G Dragon break up for now. Because Yang Hyun Suk (YG) forced Seungri and G Dragon to break up with K-Netizen doing online is grooming about G Dragon dating woman. So, G Dragon has no choice to break up with Seungri. I understand why they break up because of their careers and life.

They don’t have gay rights and anti-discrimination laws in South Korea.


There was a Korean news report about a gay army couple go to jail because they are making love or sex in the army dorms. You see why G Dragon has to break up with Seungri because they don’t have no privacy and security in their life.

Speaking of G Dragon, Anyone notice his Keith Haring heart tattoo is removed? 


There’s no photoshop in this picture. Look closely at the picture.

He breaks up with Seungri because fans are pressing him to be in the closet and married a woman. So, G Dragon lost hope. You can’t blame him for not dating Seungri no more. You guys and Yang Hyun Suk (YG) cause Seungri and G Dragon to break up. I never posted anything about Seungri and G Dragon lately. This time is serious because I see Seungri is leaving Big Bang because of their breaks up and Yang Hyun Suk (YG) treat Seungri like shit. Yang Hyun Suk treated Seungri like shit! When he treats Minzy like shit when she was in 2ne1. I don’t blame Seungri to leave the company.

Why you see fans posting on Twitter and Instagram about wanting a Seungri solo concert? 

If you are really Seungri fans, You guy will write a petition to have Seungri leave YG Entertainment. You guys don’t know Yang Hyun Suk (YG) don’t give a damn about Seungri at all. Stop with the fake shit! Get real with the real shit! I’m so tired of people are so blind by Yang Hyun Suk (YG) social media play on his fake news.

Yang Hyun Suk don’t care about Seungri! He never gonna give Seungri a solo concert! That’s why Minzy left his company because Yang Hyun Suk don’t care about Minzy. Yang Hyun Suk is doing the same thing to Bom Park and Seungri when Minzy was in his company.

You see Yang Hyun Suk is nothing but a power hungry greedy snake!

Just open your eye people! Just saw what is Yang Hyun Suk is doing here! Big Bang is next!

He is coming after G Dragon and Seungri relationship which he already success. No more Nyongtory relationship! It’s end!.

You guys keep denying that Yang Hyun Suk is a saint. Really he is a devil in disguise with a cold-heart smile. Just wait till June or July when shit hit the fans. That’s why I’m not going to do Nyongtory tarot reading.

LMAO if you think these will be romantic, then you’re 87% wrong XD (well, some of them will be romantic) This will also be a verbal answer ^_^

Akatsuki S/O surprise braiding hair!

-Hidan: “What in the ever loving fuck are you doing to my hair (Y/N)? Are you trying to fight me? Because this is how you start a fight.”

-Kakuzu: “What the hell? (Y/N) get out of my hair and go to bed now.”

-Itachi: “Huh? Oh, it’s just you. Darling I understand you love me and I love you just as much, but it’s time for you to rest. I’ll let continue tomorrow, OK?”

-Kisame: “Ouch! That hurts (Y/N). Would you like me to bite you in return? An eye for an eye.”

-Tobi: “That tickles! Why did you wake me up (Y/N)? You’re braiding my hair? But it’s so short… Can I braid your hair!?!?”

-Zetsu: LIGHTER SIDE “Honey, I really need this sleep right now. Please, can you lay down?” DARKER SIDE “If you attempt to do this again, I’ll shut my trap on you.”

-Madara: “What on earth?… Woman, go to sleep.”

-Konan: “I didn’t know you knew how to braid? Can you do designs?”

-Pain: “Please stop. I’m exhausted.”

-Deidara: “You woke me up (Y/N)… Oh well, I can’t sleep anyway. Hey, that looks pretty cool on me un. Can you get the other side too?”

-Sasori: *swats lover’s hand away and goes back to sleep.*

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For @missidixon…enjoy!

“Wanda, that was so incredibly stupid,” you yelled in frustration, “If I wasn’t here, you could’ve been hurt, or worse!”
“I could not stand by and do nothing,” she retorted.
“Hey, the both of you need to calm down,” Steve attempted.
“Oh, shut it, Spangles,” you spat.
“Do not talk to him like that,” Wanda defended.

You grit your teeth. You shook your head. If you were just a moment later, she would’ve been dead. How did she not see how dangerous it was? Or, maybe she did and that’s why you were so angry.

“That’s not the point!” you hollered, “You could’ve died because you tried to do something on your own!”
“I can handle myself.”
“Not in a situation like that! There were too many of them,” you tried to point out.
“Why are you so upset right now?” she demanded, “I saved those people’s lives, and you are angry with me. I do not understand!”

It’s because I love you, you thought while turning away from her, body still tensed.

Wanda stiffened. She hadn’t meant to drop into your mind, but she did. Now, she had heard that you were upset because you almost lost her, the woman you loved. Wanda lowered her head. Gently, she placed a hand on your shoulder. Just as gently, she spun you to face her before pressing her lips to yours. A little shocked, your eyes fluttered. It didn’t take another moment for you to melt into the kiss. The rest of the team stood off to the side, confused but happy for the two of you.

I love you too, she thought to you.

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anonymous asked:

"Peridot: I don’t want her to kiss me on the lips, but yes, I do like it when she kisses my forehead. Yes, I’m growing to like everything. …And it scares me." Why does it scares you? Its good Peridot, you've always wandered how, why someone would love you, now you have someone completely devoted to you, loving everything you do, or you are, have you ever asked her why?, wouldn't you wanted to know? also, it does feel good no? feeling so necesary to another person, feeling so loved, so liked

Peridot: I understand that she loves me, it’s easy to see just how devoted she is. But guys… This woman kidnapped me, doesn’t something like that scream ‘Psychopath’?