otp: i need to get in the shower. love it. lets go

if you’re struggling for AU ideas take a look-see at this list i wrote for my friend who dubbed it “better than the 10 commandments" 

1)     Coffee shop AU

i)       Barista and person who has a ridiculous coffee order

ii)      I’m worried about your coffee dependency

iii)     you accidentally poured boiling hot coffee over me so you’re responsible for taking me to A&E

iv)     you give me a different fake name every time you come into starbucks and I just want to know your real name bc ur cute but here I am scrawling “batman” onto your stupid cappuccino

2)      Flower shop AU

i)       You buy a weird amount of flowers and I’m concerned as to why

ii)      I’m allergic to flowers but I work in a flower shop – you’re a customer who’s very confused as to why I’d do that

iii)     (this is also a good way to incorporate flower meanings eg, buying certain colours/types for person to represent feelings etc.)

3)      Library AU

i)       You’re overdue on this book and I want it so I’m tracking u the fuck down

ii)      I work in the library and I’m a little concerned for your health bc you never stop studying

iii)     The library’s pretty empty save for you and me and OH that couple making out loudly in the shelves somewhere

4)      Awful first time meeting

i)       I accidentally punched you in the face when I was too overexcited about something

ii)      I thought you were my friend who’s just done something awful to me (read: cut my hair while I slept, dyed all of my clothes pink, etc. etc.) because you look similar from behind so I stormed up to you and shoved you from behind while calling you an asshole

iii)     You get the gist to this one

iv)     Oooh when you told me your name I thought you were joking because it’s fucking awful and I made a joke about it and things got awkward real fucking fast (perfect for a Hannibal au just saying)

5)      Weird places to meet/awkward meetings in general

i)       We live in the same block of flats but haven’t ever talked and Sunday morning we were both doing the walk of shame and had to stand in the lift together

ii)      “okay I know that being in the woods at 2am is a weird thing to be doing but my friend called me and- wait, why are you in the woods at 2am, fuck I’m going to die aren’t I?”

iii)     A personal favourite of mine – first day at a new job and oh fuck my boss is the person I drunkenly hooked up with last weekend/night

iv)     We keep accidentally running into each other I’m not a stalker I swear

v)      You live across from me in our apartments and we smile when we see each other but we don’t really know each other and oh you’re the stripper at my friend’s stag do/hen night fuck this is really uncomfortable

vi)     “My shower’s broken but I’ve got a date tonight could I possibly use your shower please?” “Oh sure (neighbour that I’ve been crushing on for the past six months) of course you can use my shower to get ready for your date (fuck fuck fuck)”

6)      Friends to romance – pining and all that wonderful shit

i)       You’ve got a date tonight and you asked for advice on what to wear but I’m so in love with you and damn you look good in the outfit I picked out for you

ii)      I really like you but you’re my best friend’s ex

iii)     You’ve liked me for ages and were really obvious about it and I didn’t like all the attention but now you’re over me I really miss it and fuck I think I like you too?

iv)     Somewhere along the way of getting into bar fights together, staying up all night with movie marathons, other friendship things, I’ve fallen in love with you but oh my god this could ruin EVERYTHING

v)      Friends with benefits oh wait I like you

7)      FAKE DATING HOLY SHIT I LIVE FOR THIS

i)       It’s my highschool reunion and I need a hot date so I can rub it in the faces of the people who hated me

ii)      My homophobic parents are coming to visit will you pretend to date me as an extra “fuck you”?

iii)     There’s a person who won’t stop bugging me will you pretend to be my partner so that they’ll fuck off?

iv)     I told my sister I have a boyfriend so she’d stop trying to set me up with people but now she’s coming to visit and I’m in too deep I need a fake boyf ASAP

8)      Soulmate aus

i)       The first words your true love(s) will say to you are tattooed on you and why the fuck are their first words something really ridiculous like ‘I’ll pay you a tenner to punch me in the face’ or ‘quick what’s your favourite animal’ or ‘fucking shit hell holy fuck wow oh my god jesus h Christ fuck me’ etc. or even worse a really ridiculous song lyric like  the opening lines of uptown funk or a high school musical song or smthing did you have to serenade me the first time you saw me asshole?

ii)      You get an ‘impression’ of your soulmate when you turn 18 or something but all I got was a strong smell of bananas or an overwhelming feeling that Thatcher was a good prime minister or an image in my mind of a fucking unicorn

iii)     The more ridiculous the better actually

iv)     Something like whenever your soulmate sings a duet you can’t help but join in and my fucking soulmate is in a goddamn band but I can’t sing for shit

v)      Or maybe something like soulmates always sneeze at the same time and I cant be sure but me and this kid in my French class just sneezed at the same time are we soulmates or was it a coincidence (proceed w character trying to make themselves sneeze around said person to see what’s what)

9)      Alternate universes for real

i)       Mermaids

ii)      Siren and asexual pirate who doesn’t understand why all his crew are losing their shit that person has a nice voice sure but what the fuck is happening

iii)     Hogwarts

iv)     We live in a world where the greek gods are real and you went and got yourself cursed and now I have to go on a fucking quest to sort this shit out why do I love you again?

v)      Pacific rim au (either they’re drift compatible or one of them is a ranger and the other stresses constantly bc what if they die yes I have read a fic like this no I didn’t come up with this one but it’s fucking good) (also if you haven’t seen that film go watch it now)

vi)     Literally any movie or book universe you like tbh just go for it

10)   Other aus that I like

i)       I wanted to go on the ferris wheel but there has to be two people to a cart come on random person let’s go oh wait are we stuck at the top? Fuck

ii)      We work in the same office and you have a goddamn squeaky chair and you wONT FUCKING STOP SQUEAKING IT BECAUSE YOU KNOW IT ANNOYS ME

iii)     Our mutual friend set us up on a blind date and I thought I’d hate it but you’re actually… kind of funny? But because I expected to hate it in no way am I going to let you change my mind just because you’re gorgeous and funny and intelligent oh no my friend is not winning this

iv)     It started to snow and I’m the only one of our friends who would go outside with you – I soon found out why none of the others would go out in the snow with you (this works best if they’re new friends who don’t know each other all that well) when you shoved a handful of snow down my back and declared snow war

v)      It’s nowhere near Christmas it’s literally still November would you calm down about Christmas wait no why are you getting the tree out no stop please stop (if you do this pre-relationship you can have the grouchy one secretly finding the other’s excitement endearing and falling in love with them actually that works for established relationship too)

vi)     Current partner got a new job in America (or other country far away) and we’re getting by on skype calls and emails but it’s not easy and then I met someone new (can be poly or can be finding the OTP person)

vii)   You want us both to get in shape and I hate working out/running but your ass looks really good in shorts oh the things I do for my friends and their nice asses

viii)  Carrying on from 10.vii. you’ve caught me checking you out in what I thought was a subtle way too many times and now you’re calling me out on it what do I do???

ix)     You’re an actor/other famous person that I really admire and I just saw you in the street and as I was debating whether or not to say hi you came up to me and started flirting what do I do??

x)      You were waving at your friend behind me but I got confused and waved back at you and now I’m dying of embarrassment but you think it’s cute

xi)     I sat down in the wrong class and I’m panicking but don’t want to get up and leave because the class has started and you think it’s hilarious and shut up you dumb fuck you don’t know me aahhh

xii)   I’m a waiter at this wedding and you’re a drunk guest who will not stop hitting on me please I’m trying to work no I can’t dance with you omg let me find you some water

xiii)  Our best friends are that awful ‘cute’ couple that make-out in public and call each other “sweetie” and “sugar” and “babe” and god they’re awful let’s talk about how awful they are – develops into “shit we’re the awful couple now”

xiv)  You pissed me off in class so I threw a book at your head and now I’m in detention and jesus fuck I hate you so much and the teacher made me apologise and wait you’re cuter up close and the way you talk is kind of nice actually oh fuck no

Okay I could go on forever but this is over 1,500 words of auing already I have too many ideas christ

send me some to @theskyis-forever with a pairing for me to write :)

Five Little Words

Characters: Y/N (reader), Jensen Ackles, Natalia (OFC)

Pairing: Jensen x Reader

Warnings: Power outage, bad weather (no one is in danger but it sounds scary), mention of crappy ex, mention of abandonment, Jensen singing (and hell yes that is a warning!).      

Word Count: 3100ish

A/N: This is a three in one ;) I hope I won’t dissappoint anyone. A while ago I did this tumblr game thing where I let people send me a “I wish you would write a fic where…” I told a few people I would do theirs. @chaos-and-the-calm67 said this:

I wish you would write a fic where Jensen and the Reader get stuck in a room when the lights go out (place of your choosing) so they sit in the dark and get to talkin’ and when the lights come back, Jensen asks the Reader out :)

I changed it a little Bev, but I hope you still like it.

This is my entry for @buckysmetallicstump‘s Disney Quote Challenge where my prompt was “You are braver than you believe, stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think.” — Christopher Robin, Winnie the Pooh as well as my entry for @iwriteaboutdean 200 follower challenge where my prompt was “Kiss Me” - Sixpence None the Richer.

Song also used Return to Pooh Corner by Kenny Loggins.

Thanks to amazingly talented @blacktithe7 for betaing this one for me.

No hate towards Danneel intended. Her and Jensen are my otp. This is just fiction. Also no mention of Supernatural in this one so I guess if you prefer to see it as an AU it could be that.

The storm was raging outside. It seemed to have hit the town out of nowhere. You hated that you had to go out in this weather, but your washing machine was broken. It was your turn to wash your daughter’s softball mini league uniforms, and she needed them tomorrow. So you didn’t have a choice. You sighed as you watched the darkness outside the glass doors  that were almost quivering in the wind. You quietly folded the uniforms as you dreaded having to head home in the storm. Luckily your little girl didn’t pay much attention, she had never been to fond of lightning storms, but she seemed to slowly be growing out of her fear of them. She was too busy playing with her favourite toy, her Winnie the Pooh teddy.

Natalie made you so proud. She was a tomboy who played softball and soccer, and still she was one of the most artistic and imaginative kids in her class. She made up stories and loved drawing little pictures to go with them. She was a special little girl and the light of your life.

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Malec Goodies Part 1

This was supposed to be longer but anyway.

Here it is!

A collection of Malec Writing Goodies. My Malec fanfic rec. Well written fics with amazing writers.

As always, if you know the author and want to give me a hand, please tag them :)

A Fated Pair (Omegaverse) by @katychan666

Series about Alpha!Alec x Omega!Magnus…. 

A good kind of drug by  @imjustoutofideas

After getting a minor surgery, Alec is a little bit ‘high’ from the morphine he was given as pain relief. Fluff ensues.

A Pirate’s Life For Me by @lecrit 

Note: All the love you need and want between your favorite OTP, where one is a prince and the other one is a pirate. There’s a lot of angst, maybe a few tears, you can be sure of that but it’s oh so worth it, fluff and shameless innuendos.

A World Uncertain by @broodingalec 

The overwhelming passage of time has been a topic of avoidance between Alec and Magnus ever since the two started dating. With their lives so fragile and unpredictable under the threat of Valentine, they have managed to leave the concept in the back of their minds for a later date, hopefully somewhere in the far future.

This method of coping is pushed even further in the wake of Sebastian, Valentine’s son and Clary’s brother, taking a new and increasingly cruel step into their lives. The threats that are piling up against them seem to be rising to nearly insurmountable heights, but under the pressure of it all, the idea of the future that would come in the aftermath of success is beginning to haunt Alec’s dreams at night just as often.

Aftermath by @battlemagnus

It used to be that Alec always fit securely inside a neat little box inside Magnus’s head. He was a Shadowhunter, yes, but he was… he was Alec. He was a protector.

And my heart is set on you by  @lightwoodlesbians

Or the, 'we’re putting on a fund-raising play to save our old drama department’ au (ft. bonus: 'we had a thing in high school but i haven’t seen you in years and oh god you’re even more attractive than i remember’)

Aren’t You Cold? By lethargical

Alec dislikes the Winter. A lot. So when his apartment’s heating stops working, he decides to ask his neighbour for help, little did he know his neighbour was glittery and oddly familiar…

August by @glambertal

“What was your first time like?”

Magnus looked up at him slowly, one eyebrow arched curiously. “Why?”

Alec shrugged as if he weren’t mortified. “Just wondering. You don’t have to answer.”

Magnus just hummed and bookmarked his page, setting the book down. “It wasn’t nearly as good as yours, if that’s what you mean.”

Bang Me Like Your Drum by hckycrzy07

Magnus Bane is a pre-med student at NYU just trying to graduate. He’s stressed enough and could do without his friends pestering him about his boyfriend. It’s not that he’s embarrassed or closeted or something. He just wants to keep his boyfriend to himself, thank you very much. Now, if he could just get his friends to understand that, his life would be a whole lot easier.

or Magnus has a secret boyfriend that all of his friends have been dying to meet but Magnus just keeps refusing.

Big days and fragile nerves by @katwriting

It’s the day that Alec is supposed to become the official Head of the Institute and he is a tiny bit nervous.

“Nervous?”, Magnus said softly.
Alec let out a shaky laugh and scratched the back of his neck in a nervous gesture. “You have no idea.”
Magnus sighed. “Oh, Alexander. You have absolutely nothing to worry about.”
“Yeah, sure”, Alec scoffed, running one of his arms up Magnus’s side and cupping his cheek with his hand, “only every single shadowhunter in New York waiting for me to screw up.”

But some of us are looking at the stars by @lecrit

There aren’t many things that Alec loves as much as he loves the stars.
Most nights, he just likes to sit on his balcony and watch the eerie darkness drape over the sky and the silver glow of the moon, surrounded by the stars shaping constellations he knows by heart.

This is a special night for him and his son. The only night in the year Alec lets Max stay up after midnight, so they can watch Perseids meteor shower together on the rooftop of their building.

Alec doesn’t expect to find out they weren’t the only ones to get the idea.

Build your hopes up like a tower by alecsmagnus

They thought he never heard them.

But he always did.

Burnt by redappleblossom

The rest of the scene that Magnus deserved at the end of episode 12.

But In the Morning We Rise by @alittlebriton

“Mmmkay,” Magnus sighs without opening his eyes and shifts to allow Alec more access. “You can wake up the rest of me if you want.”

Alec knows he doesn’t mean it quite the way his brain interprets it - he just means he can keep up the kissing - but his brain leaps ahead and makes him flush, his body getting warmer. But why shouldn’t he? Magnus was his boyfriend; he was naked in bed with him. He could definitely wake up the whole of Magnus if he wanted. Just because he hasn’t done it before didn’t mean it wasn’t a good idea. 

Set before Episode 9 Bound By Blood - Alec wakes Magnus up in new ways.

Closed Doors Don’t Lie by @actuallyredorchid

When the summoning of the Memory Demon reveals that it’s not only Clary’s memories that have been meddled with, Alec finds himself being pushed off the path set out for him and onto a different one.

Communication by NotEvenThat

It didn’t matter if Alec hadn’t meant to upset him. Ragnor was dead. Valentine was back. The Clave wanted to document Downworlders, like they were cattle. Magnus was breaking down and he needed Alexander to leave before he really lost it.

Or how I think the Malec fight will go in 2B.

Communication Is Key by LS_5Ever

Everything was going great for Alec and Magnus. Alec no longer cares what Maryse thinks, and apart from Jace and Izzy’s constant teasing, he couldn’t be happier. Then, all goes downhill when, after a great day, Magnus starts ignoring him. What did he do wrong? If only Magnus would tell him, he could try to make it better.

Or the one where Magnus thinks Alec is cheating on him but in reality he’s not, but Magnus doesn’t know that because the two of them don’t communicate enough.

This will only be about 5 chapters unless I feel like expanding the story a bit.

Count to Ten and Breathe by @baneismyexistence

This is just a little drabble that came to me after watching 2.12.

Dancing in the Devil’s shoes by @marieruby 

His legs are not working. No matter how much he tries, the swirling mess in his head makes it impossible to walk anywhere, take any action. It’s the last couple of days all over again. He wants to cry but the tears are dry. He wants to scream but his voice is gone.

His voice is gone.

——-
The aftermath of 2x11 and the consequences of the bodyswap for Magnus.

Everything’s Embarrassing by @rosegoldhell

Magnus is a single father. Alec is a 4th grade teacher.
Both men are scared of relationships, but secretly crave to have something more one day, life just keeps getting in the way.
But their plans of living single lonely lives doesn’t last for long, when Rafael and Madzie Bane decide to play Matchmaker.

Explosive, Corrosive (Self-Preservation) by  GideonGraystairs (TrxyesSivan)

This was how they worked; angry in different ways, but always at the same time.

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cute weather/seasonal AUs for your OTP

when it rains 

  • who wears the designer raincoat/umbrella set and who is wearing oversized polkadot rainboots and a huge yellow duck raincoat 
  • going for a walk in the rain and splashing in puddles 
  • making a “SPLASH US!!” sign and standing on the side of the road waiting for cars to drive by 
  • person A is Very Enthusiastic about thunderstorms and person B is Very Afraid so A makes up elaborate fake explanations abt where the thunder comes from to make B laugh and forget they were scared 
  • We Were Going To Go On A Picnic But It Rained So We’re Picknicking Inside Anyway 
  • which one seduces the other into standing under a tree before shaking the branch and soaking them 
  • gOING SWIMMING IN THE RAIN and making out maybe 

fall 

  • which one gets Super Excited for fall and gets pumpkin everything while the other one shakes their head and can’t wait until mint everything 
  • who rakes the leaves; who jumps into the pile 
  • one carves the pumpkin, the other one stares horrified and whispers, ‘YOU DIDN’T TELL ME YOU WERE GONNA KILL IT’
  • which one buys ugly baggy sweaters and which one actually wears them 
  • one person wears fingerless gloves the other wears fluffy mittens 
  • who buys mulled cider, who buys hard cider 
  • who wears the really intense halloween costume, who wears a sheet with holes in it 
  • BAKING PIES TOGETHER AND THEN WATCHING A SPOOKY MOVIE IN A BLANKET FORT 
  • which person asks to do a seance in the graveyard halloween night, which one slaps them and says ‘have you ever SEEN a horror movie??”

snow/winter 

  • BUILDING SNOWFAMILIES including their pets, house, dog, car,,,, 
  • Who builds the snowman, who eats the carrot nose bc they weren’t paying attention (”OH THATS what the carrot was for, my bad”) 
  • “Maybe Jack Frost isn’t nipping at your nose, but I can do that instead ;)” “Oh my god shut up”
  • who-can-find-the-tackiest-decorations contest that gets super intense and oh god did we really need a second tree and the plastic santa and the rainbow menorah and all of these garlands jesus christ 
  • who makes hot chocolate from scratch, who mixes it with a candy cane and calls it a day 
  • watching cartoon holiday movies together in a blanket cocoon and singing along to the songs bc lets be real everyone does it
  • snowball fights that end up forming barricades complete with les mis references and backup snowballs until person A is covered in snow and person B has to dig them out 
  • oh no we stayed out too long and need to warm up better share the shower/hot chocolate to conserve resources 
  • Who dumps snow down their partner’s neck and runs away laughing 
  • person A burying person B in snow and then kissing their forehead and walking away (”YOU MOTHERFUCKER YOU CANT LEAVE ME HERE” “I love you too I’ll be back!” “EXCUSE ME”) 
  • GOING SLEDDING @ NIGHT AND THEN GOING STARGAZING AFTERWARDS IN OVERSIZED COATS/SHARING A SCARF BC THE STARS ARE ALWAYS THE NICEST IN THE WINTER AND HOLY SHIT WAS THAT A SHOOTING STAR AND WE TOTALLY WISHED FOR THE SAME THING
  • who wears the oversized scarf and hat, who wears a t shirt and skinny jeans no matter how cold it is (”DUDE ITS FUCKING -15″ “that’s WARM where I come from”) 

ofroadmapsandpaperbacks  asked:

21 for the au prompts! Any ship of your choice <3

OMG OKAY! I FINALLY FINISHED! Y A Y! Sorry it took ssoooo long, I hope you’re happy with the result :)
21. best friend’s sibling au (alternatively, read it on ao3)

you, me, and the moon

The first time Amy Santiago hears of Jake Peralta she’s sitting at the kitchen counter editing her essay for English. Her mom, Elena, is in the midst of baking a cake for her younger brother, Alex, and is also on the phone to one of her older brothers, Manny (only a year older than Amy, and just starting college), holding it precariously between her shoulder and ear. It doesn’t take long for the phone to slip and fall, clattering on the kitchen, and bring Amy out of her study trance as Elena swears in Spanish.

“Mijo,” her mother says to Manny, picking up the phone, “talk to your sister, I have to finish off Alex’s cake,”

Elena hands Amy the phone. “Mom,” Amy protests, “I’m studying,”

“Just for two seconds, Amelia. I need to finish off this cake.”

Amy sighs and takes the phone. There’s no protesting when her mother calls her Amelia, plus, she is semi -curious about how Manny is doing at college.

“Hi Manny,” she says, twiddling her pen in her fingers.

“Hey sis!” Manny replies loudly. All her brothers call her ‘sis’ much to her frustration; she wouldn’t be surprised if they’d all forgotten her name.

“How’s college?”

“Amazing, so much better than high school!” Manny says enthusiastically. “You’re seriously gonna love it.”

She smiles to herself. She will love it, and next year it will be her turn to go, finally.

“Yeah, I can’t wait. What’s your roommate like?”

“Oh, Jake? Jake’s awesome,” Manny replies, before calling out “Jake! Are you awesome?!”

A guy, presumably Jake, yells back, “Yep! I’m awesome!”

“Wow,” Amy says sarcastically, “he sounds awesome.”

“Wha’d she say?” Jake calls.

“She said you sound awesome!” Manny yells back at him, and Amy rolls her eyes.

“Tell her she’s right! And ask if she looks like a female version of you!”

“Nah,” her brother replies, “she looks more like a female version of Luis.”

Amy stops listening, and puts the phone down on the counter. “I’m going to study in my room.” she says to her mom, gathering her things, and heading up the stairs before Elena can protest.

How her brothers manage to annoy her whilst away at college astounds her.


It’s almost a year later that Amy actually meets Jake, despite the fact that she seems to hear about him every other day. Whenever Manny calls or visits there’s always another Jake story to tell, most of which are entertaining, but also depict Jake as the sort of person Amy wouldn’t want to to be cooped up with all summer. Yet somehow, that’s what happens.

Jake’s mom is away on an artist retreat all summer, or at least that’s what Manny tells Elena and Victor when he asks if Jake can stay for the summer. Amy’s sure the fact that half her brothers have officially moved out is one of the factors that lead to them agreeing.

The day Amy meets Jake for the first time, it’s hot and sunny, and she uncharacteristically has a stain on her top.

“You must be the famous sister!” is the first thing he says to her after he’s greeted her parents, and Manny, at the door.

“And I’m guessing you’re Jake?” she jokes, raising her eyebrows at him.

“The one and only!” he announces grandly, doing a mock bow, and her eyebrows rise even further. He offers her his hand, not to shake, like he had with her parents, but to high-five.

She high-fives him hesitantly, eyebrows still raised. He’s exactly as goofy as she’d imagined.

“Noice!” he exclaims. “And hey! We’re stain buddies!”

Her forehead creases. “What?”

He points at a ketchup stain on his shirt to a jam stain on hers. It must be from her toast earlier.

Amy blushes. “That’s not usually there,” she mutters defensively.

Jake just grins at her, and heads on inside.

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I Never Told You

12x12 Coda

Warnings: None (a couple f-bombs)

Words: 1.2K

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The drive home is a quiet one.  Dean can feel Sam beside him, squirming, desperate to ask questions.  To talk about what exactly just happened.  He knows Sam knows better, though.  Thankfully, he keeps quiet.  Every couple of minutes, Dean glances in the rearview, making sure Cas’s truck is still behind them; still following them.  He wanted Cas to leave the truck and ride with them – he’d been through a lot, didn’t need to be driving.  Cas, of course, refused.  With a heavy sigh, he tightens his grip on the steering wheel and presses harder on the gas.  Dean’s full of adrenaline, full of questions, full of… he’s not even sure.  He’s buzzing.

Sam barely waits for the door to close before he announces he’s beat, and heading to bed.  Dean grunts a goodnight in his direction and turns his attention to Cas.  He still looks worse for wear – exhausted and filthy.  “You look like you should hit the hay, too,” he says.  He tries to sound jollier than he feels.  The waiver in his voice betrays that.  He notices Cas gripping the back of a chair, and he has to stop himself from reaching out to him.

“I’m fine, Dean,” Cas says quietly, avoiding Dean’s eyes.  “Thank you.”

Dean takes a shaky breath and nods.  “Yeah,” he says, in answer of nothing particular.  “Well, I’m gonna…” he jabs a thumb over his shoulder.  “I’m gonna grab a shower and head to bed, so…”

“I’ll be here.”  Cas lifts his eyes slowly, and Dean’s breath catches in his throat.  The whole way home, that night had been playing in his head.  The thought of losing Cas.  Cas’s confession.  Dean’s cowardice.

“Right.”  He steps forward and pats Cas’s shoulder awkwardly.  “Night, Cas.”  

“Goodnight, Dean.”

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My Everything

So for some reason, my cold dead heart felt kind of sappy tonight and this little valentines piece was born. Always use a condom when thinking of your OTP, or smushy crap like this happens.

SUMMARY: Killian is surprised at what awaits him when he gets home. Set during S6.


Killian made his way across the darkening front lawn of their home and jogged up the steps, tucking the large bouquet of roses into his left elbow so he could fish his key from out of his pocket.

Emma had insisted he not make a fuss today; she was adamant she didn’t want any surprises or grand gestures. It had him feeling slightly disheartened that she wouldn’t want him to shower her with affection on a day made for love, but he’d kept to his promise… well, almost. He’d still bought the finest roses Mo had to offer, and had a velvet box containing a pair of silver and opal earrings. He’d spotted Emma glancing at them as they walked around town one day and knew he wanted to get them for her. He couldn’t let the day go by without giving her anything.

He wasn’t that type of man.

He found it odd that there was barely any light coming from inside. The sun had only just set and it was far too early for Emma to be in bed already.

He got the front door opened and stepped inside cautiously, wondering why it was so dark.

The first thing he saw was the scattered rose petals that decorated the floor and the stairs. The second thing he became aware of was the warm orange glow radiating from various candles from within the living area.

The third and final sight he glanced upon was Emma, standing by the roaring fireplace, wringing her hands together as she smiled at him nervously.

“Emma? What’s all this?” He asked, surprised at the set up before him.

She smiled and held her hand out, gesturing for him to join her.

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Warm Me Up Ch. 32

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The next morning Nico woke up slightly confused to an empty bed. He sat up and frowned, panicking for a split second before the bedroom door opened and Will came back in. “Hey, sleepy head,” he greeted.

“Hey,” he answered, fighting the urge to pull him back into the bed. But Will did that on his own. Nico bit his lip and took a breath as Will sat beside him.

“You freaked out when you didn’t see me, didn’t you?” he asked with a smile. Nico frowned and couldn’t bring himself to look Will in the eyes. Then Will pulled Nico’s chin up and smiled. He leaned in and pecked his lips lightly, erasing the embarrassment. “I made us breakfast,” he murmured.

Nico smirked and leaned forward. “Really?” Will nodded and cupped his face. “So… you and me… we’re…?”

Will chuckled and ran his hands through his hair. “Will you go out with me, Nico?” he whispered.

He couldn’t help the smile that spread on his lips. He leaned forward and kissed him, toppling him back against the bed. Will laughed against his lips and wrapped his arms around him as he kissed him back. Finally, he pulled back and smiled. “Yes,” he breathed. “Yes. Of course, yes.”

“Just to be clear… that was a yes?” Nico laughed and kissed him again and again and again. He missed him. He missed kissing him whenever he wanted.

“Say it,” he murmured.

Will hummed and caressed his face gently. “Say what? Yes?”

“No,” he answered. He leaned down, speaking against his lips. “What I am to you.”

A smile spread on Will’s lips and he took a deep breath. “A pain in the neck.” Nico frowned and pulled back, glaring at the blue-eyed, freckled faced idiot beneath him. He laughed, his eyes sparkling and tilted his head. “Mm. An angel?” he amended. Nico raised an eyebrow and clenched his jaw. Will chuckled and pulled him into a kiss. “My boyfriend,” he whispered. “You’re my beautiful, perfect, wonderful boyfriend.”

“Uh-huh,” he murmured. He pulled himself up, covering Will’s face with his hand as he did. “I’m still not forgiving you for that pain-in-the-neck comment though,” he said as he went into the bathroom. He brushed his teeth and washed his face before going to the living room where Will had set out waffles and eggs with a cup of hot chocolate.

“And now?” he teased in his ear. Nico rolled his eyes and turned to wrap his arms around him. “Come on, let’s eat.”

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anonymous asked:

could we have more of ur firefighter jim paramedic bones au? maybe w/ spock as a cop or something?

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4

  • Jim groans when his back hits the wall, hungry lips on his neck and teeth dragging over his skin. “Rough day in the office?” He asks breathlessly, reaching out to pull that boring blue shirt over Bones’ head, before the other finds his lips in a hard and hungry kiss that almost leaves him feeling dizzy. “Fucking cop makes my life a living hell,” Bones replies, pulling the other to their bedroom, and Jim’s happy to follow. “So you’re taking your frustrations out on me?” Jim asks, and Bones immediately freezes at that. Fuck, no. Jim, you idiot. “I’m sorry,” Bones says, but Jim quickly shakes his head. “I’m not complaining,” he replies, pushing Bones closer to bed, “let’s work out those frustrations.”
  • Jim’s pretty exhausted afterwards, face resting in Bones’ neck and he enjoys the hand gently running over his spine. There’s the Bones he knows. “You want to talk about it?” Jim asks. “About what?” “The cop,” Jim replies, and Leonard huffs. “Hell no.” “I should at least know his name,” Jim says. “Why?” “So I can thank him. Jesus, Bones, if I knew sex would be even better than usual when you’re frustrated, I’d get on your nerves, too.” “Believe me,” Bones laughs, “you do.”
  • Bones is at home, though on call, when Jim comes home. Jim doesn’t even officially live here, but that doesnt stop him from having a spare key - and more often than not Bones finds this fireman in his bed even when Bones himself isn’t even home for the night. “How was work?” Bones asks, looking up at Jim, whose face is still slightly covered in sooth here and there. “There was a fire?” He asks, and Jim nods, grabbing a beer from Bones’ fridge. “Some pyro has been setting animal shelters on fire, but as future chief I can’t start a proper investigation while the cops interfere with my work, God damn it.” He curses under his breath. Bones gets up and runs a hand through that messy blond hair, now a shade or two darker because of the ashes. “Maybe a shower will make you feel a little better, hm?” He suggests. “Think so? I was just gonna crash in bed and-” “No, you should absolutely take a shower. It’ll make you feel better,” Bones says, “and it’ll make me feel better too, because you smell awful.” Jim’s lips turn into a small smile, and he puts his bottle down. “Fine,” he says, grabbing on to Bones’ shirt, “but you’re joining me. My turn to work out some frustrations now.”
  • Jim’s planned a whole romantic evening with his doctor boyfriend, okay. Maybe not a candlelight dinner, but he got Bones’ favorites takeout, his Netflix, and a bottle of the most expensive wine he could afford (which, really, amounts to a 10 dollar wine), and though Jim doesn’t even really like wine himself, he likes the idea of drinking it in a hot tub with lots of foam and a loved one, because that always looks great in movies. They never make it to that hot and steamy bath, though. Jim has an arm around Bones’ waist, having the other pressed back against the couch, but an attempt to make out is cut short when Bones’ phone rings. “Don’t pick up,” Jim mutters against Bones’ lips, but it’s his work ring tone, and so Bones reaches out to pick up after all. Jim makes a point of kissing the other’s neck while Bones speaks quietly, voice a little rough, maybe even a bit breathless when Jim’s fingers slide under his shirt. “Okay,” Bones says, “I’ll be there soon.” It’s cue enough for Jim to stop, and when Bones hangs up, he looks clearly disappointed. “I’m sorry,” Bones says, “someone's​ been shot, I gotta go check it out.” “Let them know they ruined date night,” Jim says, and Bones huffs. “I’m sure you’ll manage, I’ll be home as soon as i can. Don’t wait up, though. Just in case.” “Okay,” Jim says, though they both know Jim will be awake until Bones comes back, anyways.
  • Jim doesn’t actually get the luxury of lounging in his boyfriend’s bed, because pretty soon after Bones has left, the fire department gets called into action, too. Same neighbourhood, and, as Jim comes to find out, same crime scene. He recognises Bones’ ambulance instantly, though he doesn’t have the time to look for him because a building is very much on fire, and Jim spends the next few hours getting it under control.
  • When the fire’s under control and mostly put out, he takes a break. He wants to make sure Bones is alright (even though he has no reason not to be, of course), and he finds him with that damned cop that irked him to no end just a few days ago. “Listen to me, you pointy-eared prick,” he hears Bones say, and oh boy, that sounds like trouble, “this is the second time you’re refusing to let me do my job. This god damn fire is not your responsibility, and neither are the victims.” “On the contrary,” Spock replies, “the safety of potential victims and catching the one responsible is my utmost priority.” “Then let me-” “-but I will not risk the safety of the only doctor currently on site until a pass has been given by the fire department,” Spock concludes, and Jim takes that as a cue to step in next to his boyfriend. Spock raises an eyebrow when he approaches, and Jim throws him a wry smile. “Sup, Legolas.” “Mr. Kirk, do I need to remind you that derogatory references towards my ears will not affect me, and will only look poorly upon your work ethics.” “What are you pestering my boyfriend for? Wasn’t it bad enough you reported me to my chief for unprofessional behavior last time? Now you gotta go against my boyfriend, too?” Jim asks, and Spock glances at the two of them. “Merely making sure your boyfriend doesn’t run into danger,” he replies, “like last time.” “Good,” Jim says, crossing his arms, “wait. What? What do you mean, like last time?”
  • Jim’s not done arguing with Bones when the two of them get home to Bones’ flat. Bones, however, has been mostly ignoring him for the last 20 minutes or so while Jim lists the things that can go wrong when Bones walks into a gang fire to save people. Because, you know, that’s why Spock’s there; to stop more people getting hurt. Just the thought that Bones could even potentially be one of those victims is enough to drive him mad, but Bones has been fairly casual about it, taking off his jacket and kicking off his shoes while Jim continues to bicker at him. “Oh my God, Jim,” Bones groans eventually, “shut up. Please. Putting myself into a dangerous situation is no different than you running into a burning building to save someone. It’s our job.” “You should’ve waited until Spock said-” “Are you teaming up with the cop, now?” Bones asks, “because a few days ago you hated him.” “When it comes to your life, yes, I agree with him,” Jim counters, following Bones to the kitchen, and snatching the other’s glass of whiskey from his hands to drink it himself instead. “You’re such a hypocrite,” Bones replies, “getting yourself in danger all the time, and then being butthurt over me. I didn’t even get hurt.” “But if you had,” Jim says, “I never would’ve forgiven myself.” Bones sighs, and Jim calms down when the other reaches out and runs his hand through Jim’s hair. “Love you, too,” he says, and Jim smiles faintly when the other leans in for a quick kiss. He doesn’t like how easy Bones can make him calm down, or at least lighten up a little bit. “You still suck,” Jim says, crossing his arms, and Bones huffs. “Not yet,” he says, and Jim wraps his arms around him, eyes falling shut when lips kiss down over his neck, “but if you stop being mad, I might be.” 

anonymous asked:

HELP! So I've been an avid sterek shipper for the past 2 years and they are definitely my self-proclaimed OTP, but recently, I have begun to lose interest in it, and I'm sadly becoming numb to it... is there anything I can do to respark that love for them???

//Anon, I am sorry to hear that :( Sometimes, that happens. We move on, even from things we love. But if you want to respark your love, I will try to help. 

The main thing I do to keep my love alive is to separate the pairing from the fandom and the show. That helps me the most. I love Stiles and Derek. Sure, I love TW and the other characters, but the reason I’m obsessed with anything is Sterek. I love Derek’s stupid face and his grumpy eyebrows and his tough exterior and his soft yet resilient interior. I love Stiles’ stupid face and his beautiful eyes and his ramblings and his idgaf attitude unless he loves you, and you better watch out if he loves you bc he will burn down the WHOLE WORLD to protect you.

Maybe you need a good fic. When I get on a string of blah fics, I lose interest. But a good fic, that period where you are pulled in and you can’t stop reading about these two idiots falling in love for the 239802394th time…it’s magical. I can rec you fics if you want, fics that make me love the pairing. Or you can go trope hunting, which is what I do a lot. I want…historical! I want sports! I want coffeeshops! I want college! I want kids! I want deputies, prostitutes, slaves, amnesia, magic!stiles, human!derek, high school…there are so many possibilities. Find fics instead of relying on rec lists. Read outside of your comfort zone. I think sometimes ppl get stuck reading only what they like and don’t branch out and find new fics that can be exciting bc it’s different. I read two fics recently that are not usually my thing. One had a lot of pot smoking, the other was hate sex/enemies to lovers. Neither are my tropes and I usually avoid them. But they were recced to me highly, so I gave them a try. And I LOVED both of them. They were different than what I usually read, but it helped me get excited and think about the pairing in a different way. Read a long fic, esp if you avoid them. I avoid long fics a lot of times bc I’m a slow reader and have limited time. But some of the best fics I’ve read are over 100k. Read short fics. I don’t read much under 10k, but there are some great short fics that can give you a quick fix.

I guess where I find the most feels for Sterek is when I think about them together in ways I want to see. I write fic, so I do this a lot, but I have friends who don’t write fic who come up with ideas all the time. I just love thinking about Derek and Stiles’ lives, in so many different ways. 

Like, I like to think about them being domestic, coming home from long days at work and bickering over who didn’t do the dishes the night before and what to watch after dinner. Taking baths together and washing each other’s backs and pressing each other against slippery bathroom walls and dropping to their knees to blow each other right in the shower. Derek helping Stiles keep from getting too obsessed with anything and practice moderation, and Stiles helping Derek learn to open up and accept that he deserves good things, like a partner and a house and a Pack and a family. Waking up together and snuggling together, maybe lazy morning handjobs while they’re kissing and don’t even care about morning breath. Derek being there with Stiles in the hospital when his dad goes in for something, and Stiles going to Derek’s family’s plots to put flowers on their graves. Derek sitting in the car while Stiles goes to his mother’s grave and refusing to listen as Stiles talks to her. Stiles and Cora ganging up on Derek when they play board games, watch television, choose a restaurant, or do anything really, but Derek doesn’t mind bc he loves that Cora loves Stiles and just stares in awe as Stiles interacts with her like he’s known her his whole life. He thinks about how his mother and father would have loved Stiles, and how he wishes his family could have known him. He thinks about Stiles laughing with Laura and running through the woods with his human siblings, imagines his mom watching them with tears in her eyes bc she’s so happy for them. Stiles sometimes hovers in the doorway when Derek and his father are standing in the kitchen cooking together, or sitting on the back porch drinking beers, or sitting in the living room watching baseball games. Stiles knows that Derek can sense him, but Derek never lets on, just keeps talking to the sheriff. And Stiles can see the love and pride that the sheriff has in his eyes when he looks at Derek, and there was a time he thought he’d be jealous, but he’s not jealous, oh no. He’s so fucking happy because he loves Derek so much and Derek deserves someone to be a father figure, even though he knows it’ll never replace his own father. But he sees the way Derek almost craves the sheriff’s touch on his shoulder, his approval, the way Derek’s chest almost puffs up when the sheriff calls him “son” and the way Derek just lights up when the sheriff hugs him. He never thought his dad would accept Derek, but he’s adopted him like a second son. And they grow old together, get gray and get wrinkles, and they’re still sneaking off to blow each other in public bathrooms and pulling over on the side of the road for a quick handjob at 50 bc if anything, they’re more in love at 50 than at 25, and they’re both in such good places, with adopted kids and a strong Pack and it’s good, and Derek’s accepted it.

Or maybe Derek shows up in DC after Stiles moves there for school. He’s there bc he’s been making his way across the united states and now he’s stopping in DC, and he catches Stiles’ scent on the street and thinks, no, this can’t be Stiles. But he follows it one day, and sure enough, sitting at a table on the quad of a college campus, surrounded by stacks of books and clicking away on a laptop is Stiles. And Derek watches him like a creeper and feels something he can’t put into words- is maybe too scared to put into words - and then he leaves bc he doesn’t want to disrupt Stiles’ life. But Stiles, of course, befriends the wolves on campus and ends up at a full moon pack party and guess who is there? Derek fucking Hale, all long limbs and Henleys and scruff and Stiles is just fucking angry, but happy to actually see him, so he acts cool and sarcastic, and the other wolves are confused about what’s going on, which is to say NOTHING about the confusion Derek and Stiles feel, and they aggressively snipe at each other for weeks when they HAPPEN to cross paths (bc Derek just happens to go to the coffee shop and public library near campus, and Stiles just happens to pester his wolf friends to invite him to things) and after weeks of being sarcastic shits and angry at each other, Derek ends up pressed against the brick wall in a side street bc Stiles pushed him against it and just kisses him stupid and they’re pretty sure they would have rubbed off on each other right there against the brick wall if someone hadn’t said something as they walked by. But they end up kicking out Stiles’ roommate and fucking each other into the mattress and Stiles doesn’t even care when his roommate comes back and gets an eyefull of Derek’s glorious ass bc he just tapped that ass all night long.

But maybe you want to think about them in AUs, like Derek as a baseball player and Stiles the batting coach, and they spend hours together training and have sweaty sex in the locker room. Or maybe they’re both turn of the century lords in fancy houses who need to get married bc it’s their duties, but they’re in love with one another so they’re sneaking around at London balls just to have a moment to kiss each other or to hold hands. Or maybe Derek is a mermaid and Stiles is a marine biologist who saves him from a net he’s been caught in, and Derek is terrified of him, but Stiles is like “dude, I just want to observe you for science!” and they fall in love as Stiles learns about merpeople but he never betrays Derek’s confidence, even when Derek introduces him to all his merfamily and Stiles could change science forever.

You may be ready to move on. You may pick up a new fandom or love, but you can still love Sterek. My first otp was Harry/Ron from harry potter, and I still love them though I’m not as active in the fandom.I still read fic sometimes. I’ve currently been obsessed with Downton Abbey and took a sterek reading/writing break, but I plan on writing again soon. Sometimes we need a breather just to renew our love.

Most of all, just remember that you love that grumpy werewolf and that rambling human, and despite all their bickering, they love each other and care about each other and will protect each other.

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Better Fortunes

//This is a fic I wrote for the @stereksummerexchange as a gift for @theydraggedmein, who wrote an incredible prompt. It’s the longest thing I’ve written to date!!! I’d love to hear y’all’s feedback <3//

SUMMARY:

When a group of sinister men attempt to kidnap Stiles Stilinski from the Brooklyn apartment he shares with his stepsister, Lydia, Stiles is forced to activate a spell that translocates him to where he’ll be safest.
Derek Hale isn’t sure what to do about the soaking wet young man he finds wandering down a Beacon County roadside during the middle of a thunderstorm, but he feels compelled to help him. There’s something about Stiles that Derek finds fascinating, and before long the two become embroiled in each other’s lives.
Despite the threat to his life and the sudden upheaval of everything he’s ever known, Stiles is having a hard time feeling too upset about that.


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The void goes on forever. There is no sound, no light, no sense of time or motion. He floats in a nowhere place, defined by the absence of anything but a cold that is so absolute it becomes a weight. It bears down on him, snaking into his bones, his heart, his mind. He can feel the very foundation of his being cracking under that gelid pressure. Thoughts and memories coalesce, become amorphous and vague. He tries to open his mouth to scream, but physicality feels like the dream of a stranger, and with a jolt of horror he realizes that he can’t remember where his mouth is.

The agony goes on and on until he knows, without any doubt, that it will destroy him. The void will break him down until there’s nothing left but spare parts, and it will truly, finally, be the end of him.

And then, completely without warning, he wakes up.

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Burning Love - Part Two

A broken heater results in a need for body heat.

PART ONE

Soz about the three week wait of suspense, I am drunk af when I am posting this. Lol for any mistakes.


You pushed your pants down to your ankles and stepped out of them, watching intently as he did the same. You walked over to the shower first, as he followed you and closed the door to the cubicle.

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Winter Stole Summer’s Thrill- An Elucien Fic

Prompt fill for anonymous from the angst thing I reblogged the other day. Longer than anticipated (*sobs into my hands because i’m HOPELESS*) so it’s getting Formatted. As per, unplanned, unedited..have at it. 

Title: Winter Stole Summer’s Thrill 

Summary: prompt: “Remember when you promised we’d always be together? Because I remember when I thought you meant it.” Pain to follow. Elain’s POV. 

Teaser: ‘She was going to hold him to that promise he had made to her, those words he had whispered the night before he had left. They had lain in bed together, naked, spent, their arms around one another, their chests heaving in time as they panted for breath, and he had whispered those words to her. “We will always be together, Elain. Always.” 

She had fallen asleep with those words warming her heart. She had let him walk onto that battlefield with them ringing in her ears. They were the last words he had ever spoken to her and by the Mother and the Cauldron and whatever other forgotten gods stalk the heavens and play with the lives of men and fae alike, she will hold him to them.’ 

Link: AO3 

His hand is cold in hers. The room is quiet, unusually so. Even when they had lain together here in the mornings there had always been the soft sounds of birds singing outside, the breeze wafting through the trees, the servants padding quietly up and down the halls. 

The silence now seems an omen. The windows have all been shut up tight, keeping the room as warm as possible. The birds and the breeze are exiled from this place of cold death and dark shadows. They belong to the world beyond, full of life and colour and hope, not here in this place. Elain has the urge to run to the windows, to throw them open, let the sun and the sounds of this place fill the room, lift her out of the dead feeling that’s sunk its claws into her heart. 

She doesn’t though, can’t bring herself to leave his side. The servants have all been sent away. There is only her and him, a few others who come and go. But this manor is big and they are far away, their footsteps and voices not managing to echo this far through the empty corridors to break up the quiet. 

When she speaks, her voice sounds too loud, intrusive and imposing, like a sudden rumble of thunder on a warm spring day. “Remember,” she whispers to him, “Remember when you promised me that we’d always be together?” A single tear slips down her cheek. The taste of salt is like an explosion on her tongue, ripping her from the bland, empty oasis she’s been stranded in since it happened. 

Another tear but she brushes this one away with her free hand. She shouldn’t cry in front of him, that would upset him. What would he think if he woke and found her cry at his side? She has to be strong for him. She will be strong for him. 

But she can’t help the words that fall from her lips, spilling out of her along with a fresh wave of tears she can’t hold back no matter how hard she tries. “Because I remember when I thought you meant it, when I was sure that nothing could ever take you from me; or me from you.” They’re the words of a child, that human girl she had been so long ago that’s been broken by the things that she’s seen, the things she’s endured, the things that she’s done. 

The next words are a plea, desperate and shattered, “My mate, my mate, my mate…”

They had sealed the bond two years ago. In the middle of a war but neither of them had cared about that. It was right. It was real. She had found him again on a battlefield, on two different sides of this war. She should never have been there, but they had needed everyone to fight they could and she had refused to sit safely at home alone while everyone else went out to do what they could. 

She had regretted it from the first charge. The blood. The chaos. The death. She had never been able to stand the sight of blood or gore. Even after years of living with it, the sight of Feyre cleaning and dressing a kill in their kitchen had made her feel sick. This had been a hundred times worse than that. People screaming and crying and dying and killing all around her, and she caught in the thick of it, like a doe with a shattered leg in the eye of a storm. 

Then he had been there. A blade in either hand. His red hair flying around him like fire. Fire itself bursting from him, for the first time in centuries, to protect her, his mate. They had looked at each other, standing a foot apart, both armed, both spattered in blood and filth and gore, wearing different colours. He in green and gold and she in black and red. 

They had both known what should follow. They had both know that honour, duty, loyalty, love to all those they followed, demanded their next actions. They were to take up arms against one another, fight, hurt, kill. This male…This male had helped drown her and Nesta in that Cauldron, had held Feyre under while Tamlin drowned her in his own selfish trauma after what they’d endured. He was on the other side. He had chosen. She had chosen. She owed him nothing. She didn’t know him, didn’t care about him, didn’t feel anything for him but…

But she had met those mismatched eyes, full of all the pain and terror and sadness she’s come to know so intimately, and she hadn’t been able to do it. Their swords had faltered at the same time, their power dulling, a hurricane turned to a quiet shower of rain in the face of this one they could not hurt. She had taken his arm, had begged him to do something, to rally his forces. They would listen to him, they would follow him, he could end this, end it all. 

He had. They had. 

At least that day, that one battle, they had managed to stop. She had brought him before Feyre and Rhys and he had spoken for Spring, had told them he wanted this pointless slaughter to end. The men they had saved that day had simply died the next but for that moment…She had seen something in his eyes. She had seen a hatred for this battle and bloodshed that everyone else seemed to accept as inevitable and right. She had seen a desire for peace, for true peace, what she longed for more than anything. She had seen hope. And she had never looked back. 

Still they fight. The first War had raged for seven year, she had been told. This one has lasted five already and everyone involved believes it might easily double that. More and more peoples from across the sea are getting pulled into this, taking sides, summoning armies, dragging this on and on and on, filling the world with death and pain and screams. 

Already she has worn so many faces in this game of chance they play with people’s lives, where the roll of dice sends them to fight, to kill, to die. She’s been a victim; fresh from the Cauldron, in shock, in pain, with nothing left but her skin and her sisters.

 A hope. Her powers could change this war, could give them an edge, but she doesn’t want to fight, doesn’t want to hurt, doesn’t want to kill, just wants to hide. 

A  soldier. Despite her feeble protests she had still been trained to fight - just so you can protect yourself- they had told her, but she knew, even then, that protecting herself would come at the cost of harming others and she had hated every second of it.

 A spy. She was his mate, ready made, she could get close, could make him trust her, he would never hurt her, never, never, never.

 A traitor. They knew he wouldn’t hurt her, knew he wouldn’t hurt them, not while they held her. They had never suspected she might turn on them, that her love for a stranger might be more than her lust for war and deceit. They had never suspected that might not be able to hurt him, either. 

A High Lady. The power came to her when Tamlin had fallen and Lucien had smiled and sworn his blade to Spring once more. To her. She had allied them again with Night, with her fierce sisters who found ways to thrive in this war while she felt sometimes she was barely surviving it. She and Lucien had fought and strived, turned former enemies to allies; turned former friends to dust and ash. 

But now…

A widow. 

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'It’s that time of year again and you know I’d love to buy you something but you know that I’ve got nothing…’

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'Forever could never be long enough for me, to feel like I’ve had long enough with you’

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'Lover held her love, she begs him not to go, she unwraps his gloves, the lover says I know I know I know. She touched his finger tips, kissed his trembling lips. Somehow they both know, he’s not coming home’

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'I met you in the dark, you lit me up. You made me feel as though I was enough’

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'And it was like slow motion, standing there in my party dress with red lipstick, and no one to impress…’

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'It was February 14th Valentine’s Day, the roses came but they took you away…’

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'We know full well that there’s just time, so is it wrong to dance this line?’

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'Tell me everyday I get to wake up to that smile, I wouldn’t mind it…’

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'My heart was beating, barely breathing but still alive. Lost along the way I’d given up my fight…’

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'Now I’m in the corner watching you kiss her. I’m right over here, why can’t you see me? I’m giving it my all but I’m not the guy you’re taking home…’

All Too Well - Taylor Swift
'Cause there we are again in the middle of the night, dancing round the kitchen in the refrigerator light…’

Hurt - Christina Augilera
'I’m sorry for, blaming you, for all the things I just couldn’t do. And I’ve hurt myself in hurting you…’

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'This is how the story went, I met someone by accident, who blew me away…’

Thinking Of You - Katy Perry
'Comparisons are easily done once you’ve had a taste of perfection…’

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'I’m sorry mum and dad I know I messed up bad, I should’ve done, should’ve done better. I’m sorry mum and dad for all the time I’ve had to get my life, get my life together but I didn’t…’

Take Me Home - Jess Glynne
'Came to you with a broken faith, you gave me more than a hand to hold…’

One - Ed Sheeran
'Tell me that you turned down the man who asked for your hand because you’re waiting for me…’

Leave Your Lover - Sam Smith
'I don’t have much to give but I don’t care for gold. What use is money when you need someone to hold’

In My Veins - Andrew Belle
'Nothing goes as planned…everything will break…’

These Four Walls - Little Mix
'I feel so numb staring at the shower walls…it’s begun the feeling that the end has come. And now the water’s cold.’

The Man Who Can’t Be Moved - The Script
'Going back to the corner where I first saw you gonna camp in my sleeping bag I’m not gonna move…’

T-Shirt - Birdy
'I know because I’ve spent half this morning thinking about the t-shirt you sleep in’

Still Falling For You - Ellie Goulding
'It took us a while, because we were young and unsure…’

One and Only - Adele
'You’ve been on my mind, I grow fonder everyday lose myself in time at the mention of your name.’

The Town - Niall Horan
'Waking up to kiss you and nobody’s there. The smell of your perfume still stuck in the air…’

Fake Smile - Rebecca Ferguson
'Put on you fake smile and wipe away your real tears, it’s not real anyway…’

Right Here Waiting - Richard Marx
'Oceans apart, day after day and I slowly go insane…’

Broken Arrow - The Script
'This time he’s not gonna be another could’ve been. This time she’s gonna live to work she’s not working to live…’

Above The Clouds Of Pompeii - Bears Den
'I was too young to understand the flowers sleeping in her hands…’

Alive - Sia
'I had a one way ticket to a place where all the demons go. Where the wind don’t change bad nothing in the ground can ever grow…’

One Of These Days - Olly Murs
'My room is big enough for the both of us, won’t you come around help me fill it up…’

Car Radio - Twenty One Pilots
'I ponder on something great my lungs will fill and then deflate. They fill with fire, exhale desire. I know it’s dire my time today. I have these thoughts so often I ought to replace that slot with what I was bought 'cause somebody stole my car radio and now I just sit in silence’

Near To You - A Fine Frenzy
'Near to you I am healing but it’s taking so long. And though he’s gone and you are wonderful it’s hard to move on.’

My Immortal - Evanescence
'When you cried I’d wipe away all of your tears, when you screamed I’d fight away all of your fears’

Just A Kiss - Lady Antebellum
'Lying here with you so close to me, it’s hard to fight these feelings when it feels so hard to breath’

Secret Love Song Part II - Little Mix
'Why can’t I hold you in the street or kiss you on the dance floor? I wish that it could be like that, why can’t it be like that 'cause I’m Yours…’

Happiness - The Fray
'Happiness damn near destroys you, it breaks your faith to pieces on the floor.’

Please Don’t Say You Love Me - Gabrielle Aplin
'Please don’t say you love me because I might not say it back. It doesn’t mean my hearts stopped skipping when you look at me like that…’

Come To Me - Goo Goo Dolls
'I caught you burning photographs like that could save you from your past…’

All Again - Ella Henderson
'I am falling, but I’m too weak to fly. Now my heart’s wide open and you’re the reason why…’

I Know You Care - Ellie Goulding
'Clinging to me like a last breath you would breath…you were like home to me, I don’t recognise this street.’

Suitcase - Emeli Sandé
'Didn’t see it coming, no kind of warning, I can’t work out where I’ve gone wrong. His clothes are missing, but his key’s still here…’

I Can’t Make You Love Me - Adele
'Turn down the light…turn down the bed. Turn down these voices inside my head…’

Bad Blood - Bastille
'We were young and drinking in the park we had no where else to go. You said you’d always have my back oh but how were we to know…’

Better Man - Lady Antebellum
'When I first laid eyes on you in that downtown cafe I loved the way your auburn hair danced across your face…’

Shine - Birdy
'Shine, if your heart tells you to then who are you to question it. Shine, if the world gets you down don’t be afraid to wrestle it….’

Fix You - Coldplay
'When you try your best but you don’t succeed…when you get what you want but not what you need…’

Freedom - Rebecca Ferguson
'There is hope…even as the tears fall on your lips even as you take another sip…’

Wasn’t Expecting That - Jamie Lawson
'It was only a word, it was almost misheard and I wasn’t expecting that. Just a delicate kiss, anyone could’ve missed, I wasn’t expecting that.’

Yours - Ella Henderson
'I wear your winter coat, the one you love to wear…so I can feel close to what’s beyond compare…’

Kiss It All Better - He Is We
'He sits in his cell and he lays on his bed covers his head and closes his eyes. He’s sees a smoking gun and the coward he ran and in his arms is the bleeding love of his life…’

Beautiful Disaster - Kelly Clarkson
'He drowns in his dreams…an exquisite extreme I know. He’s as damned as he seems and more heaven than a heart could know…’

The One - Kodaline
'Tell me, tell me that you want me and I’ll be yours completely for better or for worse.’

Beautiful To Me - Olly Murs
'She ties her hair up tight, she puts her armour on when she steps outside…’

Only Love Can Hurt Like This - Paloma Faith
'I tell myself you don’t mean a thing what we got, got no hold on me. But when you’re not there I just crumble…’

I Hope - Rebecca Ferguson
'I used to hate you so easily, look into your eyes so eagerly and where there was cold I wouldn’t walk away.’

I’m Yours - The Script
'You touch these tired eyes of mine, map my face out line by line and somehow growing old is fine…’

Breaking the Law - Emeli Sande
'I’ll never stop braking the law for you. I’ll never stop helping to pull you through.’

Begin Again - Taylor Swift
'And you throw your head back laughing like a little kid…I think it’s strange that you think I’m funny because he never kid.’

Hard Work - Ella Henderson
'I know I’m not wasting my time, for you to be the reason I cry, and no I’m not gonna lie. You’re hard work but you’re good for me.“

Nature’s Law - Embrace
'You should never fight your feelings, when you’re very bones believe it…’

Shirtsleeves - Ed Sheeran
'When salted tears won’t dry I’ll wipe my shirtsleeves under your eyes. These hearts will be flooded tonight, I’ll wipe my shirtsleeves under your eyes’

No Angel - Birdy
'Remember once the things you told me and how the tears fell from my eyes. They didn’t fall because it hurt me, I just hate to see you cry’

Like I Can - Sam Smith
'He could be a stranger you gave a second glance. He could be a trophy of a one night stand. He could have your humour but I don’t understand 'cause he’ll never love you like I can’

Friends - Ed Sheeran
'That’s why friends should sleep in other beds and friends shouldn’t kiss me like you. Yeah I know there a limit to everything but my friends will never love me like you’

This Woman’s Work - Greg Laswell
'I know you have little life in you yet. I know you have a lot of strength yet. Should be crying but I just can’t let it show, should be hoping but I can’t stop thinking. All the things we should’ve said but we never said. All the things that you needed from me. All the you wanted for me. All the things we should’ve done but we didn’t oh my darling…’

Dead Man Walking - The Script
'Already seen it in your face already someone in place. I’m a breathing talking dead man walking’

Be The One - The Fray
'They’re two lovers in the night waiting on the sun to rise. Passing ships into the night under different skies. But you just whisper what you said one last time I could’ve sworn I heard you that 'you are mine’

Promise Me - Beverly Carven
'When I go away I’ll miss you and I will be thinking of you every night and day. Just promise me you’d wait 'cause I’ll be saving all my love for you…’

Kiss Me - Ed Sheeran
'Because I’ve been feeling everything from hate to love from love to lust to truth I guess that’s how I know you…do I’ll hold you close’

Lay Down - Ella Henderson
'Won’t you lay down and tell me the places you’ve been. Won’t you lay down and relive your story again…’

Bridge Over Troubled Water - Simon and Garfunkel
'When you’re weary, feeling small. When tears are in your eyes, I’ll dry them all. I’m on your side, oh, when times get rough. And friends just can’t be found. Like a bridge over troubled water I will lay me down’

For The First Time - The Script
'She’s all laid up in bed with a broken heart. Whilst I’m drinking jack all alone in my local bar. And I don’t know how, how we got into this mad situation. Only doing things out of frustration. Trying to make it work but man these times are hard.’

How To Save A Life - The Fray
'Where did I go wrong? I lost a friend somewhere along in the bitterness. But I would’ve stayed up with up all night had I known how to save a life’

Black Is The Colour - Cara Dillon
'Black is the colour of my true love’s hair. Her lips are like a rose so fair. She’s got the sweetest face and the gentlest hands. I love the ground where on she stands’

Riding To New York - Passenger
'I met him in Minnesota, he was dark and overcast. With long grey hair and eyes that stared through me like I was glass. I asked 'where are you going to?’ He said 'I’m the wind I’m just blowing through’… then he lit up a cigarette and began to talk’

Lay Me Down - Sam Smith and John Legend
'Can I lay by your side? Next to you. Next to you. And make sure you’re alright…’

Castle On The Hill - Ed Sheeran
'I found my heart and broke it here. Made friends and lost them through the years…’

Silhouette - Tom Odell
'It’s just a silhouette, a flick of the blinds just a mind trick. I don’t know why but it reminds me of someone that I used to know…’

Supermarket flowers - Ed Sheeran
'Took the get well soon cards and stuffed animals. Poured the old ginger beer down the sink. Dad always told me don’t you cry when you’re down but mum there’s a tear every time that I blink…’

Sentences

1. "Are you kidding me?”
2. “What is going on?”
3. “Please tell me that was you?”
4. “How long have you been stood there?”
5. “Let me in.”
6. “Why is it so cold?”
7. “Paint is meant to go on the wall not your face.”
8. “Are you okay?”
9. “How long have you known?”
10. “That could’ve gone better.”
11. “You really thought that this was a good idea?”
12. “Where am I?”
13. “It’s One in the morning.”
14. “Let’s bake!!”
15. “Why are you holding our child like Simba?”
16. “I don’t trust you.”
17. “I hate you…”
18. “Don’t talk to me.”
19. “Just stay away from me okay?”
20. “You don’t know what it feels like…”
21. “They’re dead…”
22. “What do I do?”
23. “I’m pregnant…”
24. “This is going really badly. It’s like watching a car crash in slow motion.”
25. “I wasn’t staring! I was watching…intently.”
26. “This is what you call handling the situation?”
27. “Truth or Dare?”
28. “They’re your child before 5AM.”
29. “We’ve watched 12 episodes we need to stop now.”
30. “You know you can talk to me right?”
31. “Everything is going to be fine.”
32. “Aw, you’re so cute.”
33. “Don’t make me come over there.”
34. “Run.”
35. “Calm down.”
36. “Dance with me.”
37. “Just stop talking.”
38. “It’s getting late…”
39. “Wait. Are we lost?”
40. “Don’t go…”
41. “This is…a strange turn of events.”
42. “Everything we do is weird to everyone else but us.”
43. “That was the police…”
44. “Bro…”
45. “Please don’t hate me. I couldn’t bare the thought of not seeing you every day…”
46. “This is as far as I had got plan wise I’m afraid.”
47. “And now it’s snowing. Brilliant.”
48. “Yay…road trip.”
49. “Let’s play 20 questions.”
50. “What makes you happy”
51. “It’s complicated…”
52. “After everything…I’d still choose you.“
53. “This could only happen to me.”
54. “Say something…”
55. “Come here…”
56. “Don’t shut me out.”
57. “What are we waiting for?”
58. "We need to talk…”
59. .“We can’t keep doing this.”
60. "Haven’t you read that already?”
61. .“I can’t stand back and watch you do this…”
62. “You’re such an idiot.”
63. .“Why did you kiss me?”
64. .“Don’t pretend you’re not having fun.”
65. .“PUPPY!”
66. .“Do you really think I could replace you?”
67. “Because I love you…”
68. .“Duck.”
69. “I said there was a plan, I never said it was a good one.”
70. “Put. The snowball. Down.”
71. .“Did you just smile?”
72. .“When did things get this hard?”
73. "I suppose…we’re all stories in the end.”
74. “Did you have to hit me?”
75. “FOUR HOURS I’VE BEEN HERE.”
76. .“Come inside…”
77. “You deserve better than that.”
78. “You’d do that for me?”
79. “You were willing to give up everything…”
80. “Oh for the love of god just kiss already!”
81. “ITS HAPPENING!”
82. “Are you saying goodbye?”
83. “Another life…”
84. “Well that was stupid.”
85. “You love me really.”
86. “That was smooth.”
87. “Sometimes, the hardest thing and the right thing are the same.”
88. “I have a very good explanation for all of this.”
89. “Wait…are you actually struggling for something to say?”
90. “Nice save.”
91. “Do you want me to go?”
92. “What are you even talking about?”
93. .“How are you allowed out in public…”
94. “I’m going to stay, okay? I’m going to stay with you.”
95. “And when were you planning on telling me this?”
96. “Because…I care about you…”
97. “That’s stupid! Let’s do it!”
98. “Why am I friends with you.”
99. “It’s okay! You’re safe, I promise. It was just a nightmare.”
100. .“What is it? What happened?”
101. "It could’ve been worst.”
102. “what an appalling piece of advice!”
103. “Pizza and a movie?”
104. “If you weren’t so cute…”
105. “I mean you could’ve just stopped talking?!”
106. “You’ve been awake for 48 hours this isn’t healthy.”
107. “I think we should take you to hospital…”
108. “Please say you know who I am?”
109. “It must be awful to look at the person you love and for them to look back at you and have no idea who you are…”
110. “Nobody is invincible…”
111. “GIVE ME THE AUX CHORD OTHERWISE WE’RE MAKING THIS 39 HOUR ROAD TRIP IN SILENCE!”
112. “I would never forget.”
113. “Oh my god that rain is vicious.”
114. “Is it bedtime?”
115. “How’s my little soldier?”
116. “Bored. Bored. Bored.”
117. “Your go.”
118. “Stop staring.”
119. “Oh. Bit of a domestic going on.”
120. “You really don’t believe me…”
121. “What now?”
122. “I’m sorry, you’ve been cheating on me how long?”
123. “Look, I’m sorry I put you off when you were playing Mario Kart. Please can you let me back in now…”
124. “Don’t worry I took care of your animal crossing town whilst you were ill, I did all the weeding and helped almost pay off your loan.”
125. “Let’s get you to bed.”
126. “How can something so small be so loud?”
127. “Here. Take my jacket.”
128. “I’m not special. I’m nothing.”
129. “I don’t want to lose you.”
130. “I have calculated how far that window opens. Take it as a warning.”
131. “How was that supposed to help?”
132. “Come to bed.”
133. “Please sit down. I can’t pick you up off the floor if you fall over.”
134. “Look at me. Are you hurt?”
135. “How much longer can we keep doing this?”
136. “We could be happy…”
137. “Are you an actual idiot?”
138. “I may have..sort of… just adopted four dogs…”
139. “We’ve watched this film 7 times.”
140. “I could kiss you!”
141. “Are you limping?”
142. “On a scale of one to ten how illegal is this?”
143. “Wh..what do I do? Tell me what do I do?”
144. “Will you stay with me?”
145. “I’m doing this to protect you.”
146. “I’ve nearly lost you once. I’m not risking it again.”
147. “Two minutes. Just give me two minutes…”
148. “Welcome home.”
149. “I don’t belong anywhere…”
150. “What about us?”
151. “You are the human version of a headache.”
152. “I’m not sure how much more of this I can take.”
153. “Why didn’t you tell me?”
154. “Just take my word for it.”
155. “Look, we’ll cross that bridge when we come to it.”
156. “Sorry I stopped listening about ten minutes ago. What on earth are you talking about?”
157. “I thought I knew you but now? I don’t know…”
158. “Respect and trust go both ways.”
159. “Oh ye of little faith.”
160. “Well, I just put 2 and 2 together…”
161. “It’s a stupid stupid idea.”
162. “Why do I let you talk me into these things?”
163. “When are you going to stop pretending that nothing ever hurts you?”
164. “Who put you in charge?”
165. “What did your last slave die of?”
166. “In your dreams.”
167. “We make a pretty good team you and me.”
168. “Leave it. It’s not worth it.”
169. “I didn’t want to get you involved.”
170. “I shouldn’t have come…”
171. “We know how it’s going to end…we always have…”
172. “Do you know what’s it’s like? Wanting to give up but knowing you can’t because everyone else needs you to be strong.”
173. “I’m guessing that wasn’t part of the plan.”
174. “I haven’t got time for this.”
175. “What happened to being one of the good guys?”
176. “What was that you just threw at me.”
177. “If I have to do this then so do you.”
178. “Are you angry?”
179. “Why are you being so nice to me?”
180. “What if this isn’t how it’s supposed to be? What if we’re just clutching at whatever time we’ve got?”
181. “Maybe I wasn’t meant to have friends…maybe I’m supposed to be alone?”
182. “Ugh I do not have an interest in football I can’t believe you made me come here.”
183. “I’m too late aren’t I?”
184. “Don’t quote 'Only Fools And Horses’ at me I’m trying to be dramatic.”
185. “Even if I wasn’t awake I would be now.”
186. “I fall for it every time.”
187. “Don’t ever do that to me again!”
188. “Are you safe? Where you are now…tell me that if nothing else. Are you safe?”
189. “I want my family back.”
190. “I’m just tired.”
191. “I bet you think you’re funny.”
192. “Real monsters are human…learnt that a long time ago.”
193. “I had a weird dream about you last night.”
194. “If you’re going to have your friends round you’ve got to play nice.”
195. “Oh well that’s made me feel much better.”
196. “Did they lay a finger on you?”
197. “Of all the things to be hereditary.”
198. “You owe me a new door.”
199. “I’m going to bed because I can’t cope with this anymore.”
200. “Next time an idea forms in that head of yours share it with the group.”
201. “text me when you get there.”
202. “In hindsight it wasn’t my best idea.”
203. “Is that my hoodie?”
204. “Excuse me but let me get this straight. You want me to sleep here? In the haunted house?!”
205. “Okay well that’s broken.”
206. “But…it was so real…”
207. “Look, I appreciate you trying to be kind but you’re really not helping…”
208. “Drive!”
209. “Well this is it. This is how it ends!”
210. “Don’t look at me in that tone of voice.”
211. “How many energy drinks have you had?”
212. “As the adult here I shouldn’t be encouraging this.”
213. “Okay so we just follow the recipe. I mean how hard can it be?”
214. “Hi. Yeah. I’m lost and have less than £10 on me and my phone is on 3% Erm. Help. Please…”
215. “What the fluffing beans was that?”
216. “My stress levels reached crying in McDonalds yesterday but apart from that I’m fine.”
217. “Why does coming to a fair make me feel 12 years old?”
218. “I wanted to tell you. I really did. But how could I?”
219. “I was falling apart and no one could tell…”
220. “I’m you’re real dad/mum.”
221. “Well…this has certainly been the most entertaining evening…”
222. “I’ve seen enough episodes of Poirot to know nothing good ever happens on a train.”
223. “When are you going to realise that what you do effects everyone around you?”
224. “The memories hurt more.”
225. “I wish I’d just…I wish I’d done more whilst I had the chance…”
226. “We’re best friends because our parents could not cope with us as twins.”
227. “We’ve all lived through our own horrors and I think, no matter how fast we run, they’ll always catch up with us in the end.”
228. “I was replaceable…”
229. “Someone just ran us off the road.”
230. “If we’re going we have to go now.”
231. “I knew someone was missing from my life. I just didn’t know who…”
232. “We were young and messed up.”
233. “What do you know? You don’t know anything!”
234. “I wish I’d never met you.”
235. “I was scared you’d leave.”
236. “I don’t like the person I’ve become.”
237. “Why do you even put up with me?”
238. “He/she’s better off without me.”
239. “When did everything become so tragic.”
240. “Everyone has that story they never tell.”
241. “I’m leaving. I’m sorry but…i just can’t do this anymore..
242. "If you’re gonna be like that do it yourself.”
243. “Why do I let him/her treat me like that?”
244. “I’ll take them to school today.”
245. “I’m sick of everyone thinking I’m someone I’m not.”
246. “Just give me your hand.”
247. “Don’t do this…”
248. “You were always there when I needed you.”
249. “Mind if I join?”
250. “Maybe we’ll just have to figure this out together.”
251. “I heard this song and thought of you.”
252. “I’ll be back before you know it.”
253. “I’ll get this.”
254. “Just…take care of yourself. If you do one thing for me.”
255. “Out of all the things I thought I’d prepared myself for…I never expected to fall in love with you…”
256. “I can’t forget you.”
257. “I did this for you. All of this! Don’t you understand?”
258. “I may be a little drunk…”
259. “You look like you need a hug.”
260. “Try not to fall over.”
261. “Do you know how long I’ve been trying to tell you I’m hopelessly in love with you?”
262. “Well if you didn’t move it and I didn’t move it then who did?”
263. “Ah, the plot thickens.”
264. “Just shut up and get in the car.”
265. “Please let me survive this with a shred of dignity in tact.”
266. “But I dealt with it last time.”
267. “I want to spend the rest of my life with you.”
268. “You will call if you need me, won’t you?”
269. “Okay I admit it. I’m worried. I’d hate for anything to happen to you…”
270. “Have I told you how much I love you today?”
271. “How long have we owned this?”
272. “You’re quiet. What’s wrong?”
273. “Move over. I am not going top and tails with you.”
274. “They’re never going to hurt you again.”
275. “I am no where near drunk enough to be agreeing to this.”
276. “I made the excuse of having to baby sit. Though looking at you I don’t think it was that much of a lie.”
277. “Power cuts are all fun and games until the last candle goes out.”
278. “For god’s sake take some responsibility!”
279. “Don’t go to sleep. Stay awake and talk to me.”
280. “I’ll be home soon. I promise.”

anonymous asked:

Nalu and all of them, for the otp ask thingy :))

HERE WE GO

1. Who is the early bird/ Who is the night owl? Lucy is both. Natsu loves to sleep.
2. Who is the big spoon/ Who is the little spoon? They take turns! Natsu is the big spoon usually when Lucy is cold, or if he just needs someone to hold. Lucy enjoys being the big spoon, too, because she loves to just smoosh her face into Natsu’s hair~
3. Who hogs the cover/ Who loves to cuddle? They both love to cuddle, but Lucy definitely hogs the cover when they aren’t cuddling.
4. Who wakes the other one up with kisses? Funny story. Neither of them had kissed the other yet, and they both planned to give each other a secret good morning kiss on the same morning, on accident. They ended up pretty much locking lips and yeah it’s lit
5. Who usually has nightmares? NATSU. THIS CHILD. AS MUCH AS HE SLEEPS, HE SUFFERS. Luckily he has Lucy to comfort him.
6. Who would have really deep emotional thoughts at the middle of the night/ Who would have them in the middle of the day? Lucy has them in random times of the day, and Natsu at night.
7. Who sweats the small stuff? LUCY HEARTFILIA
8. Who sleeps in their underwear (or naked)/ Who sleeps in their pajamas? Natsu sleeps in his underwear, while Lucy prefers PJs. She doesn’t complain about Natsu sleeping in that state though ;)
9. Who makes the coffee (or tea)? Lucy, since she wakes up earlier
10. Who likes sweet/ Who likes sour? They both enjoy savory, actually~
11. Who likes horror movies/ Who likes romance movies? Natsu loves horror movies because he isn’t afraid of “anything”. He cried for 3 nights straight after watching You’ve Got Mail with Lucy, though
12. Who is smol/ Who is tol? Natsu is tol, Lucy is smol
13. Who is considered the scaredy cat? It depends. Probably Lucy though
14. Who kills the spiders? Natsu roasts them before Lucy has a chance to let them outside
15. Who is scared of the dark? Natsu, actually. Because if it’s dark, his flames probably aren’t working, and if his magic isn’t working, then he isn’t protecting shit, and when he isn’t able to protect shit, he’s scared
16. Who is scared of thunderstorms? Lucy prefers sunshine.
17. Who works/ Who stays at home? They work together!
18. Who is a cat person/ Who is a dog person? Natsu is a cat person, Lucy is a dog person~
19. Who loves to call the other one cute names? Natsu loves to make up nicknames for Lucy but Lucy prefers Natsu’s original name.
20. Who is dominant/ Who is submissive? This one is tricky because I want to say Natsu’s dominant, but then again Lucy’s got some heavy spice in her personality, also we can’t ignore her whip…;)))
21. Who has an obsession (over anything)? Natsu’s obsessed with being the best
22. Who goes all out for Valentine’s Day? Lucy made 777 cookies once with dragons on them and Natsu sobbed because all he got her was a paperclip ring. She loved his present, and cried as well.
23. Who asks who out on the first date? Lucy because NATSU WAS A COWARD
24. Who is the talker/ Who is the listener? They both just talk a lot, and enjoy their silence together a lot.
25. Who wears the other ones clothes? Natsu puts on Lucy’s panties more than he’d care to share.
26. Who likes to eat healthy/ Who loves junk food? Lucy tried to go healthy, but settled with junk food. Natsu has always loved junk food
27. Who takes a long shower/ Who sings in the shower? Lucy takes a long-ass shower, and sings. Natsu showers for like 57 seconds
28. Who is the book worm? LUCYYY
29. Who is the better cook? THEY BOTH AIN’T SHIT
30. Who likes long walks on the beach? Lucy enjoys them, and Natsu enjoys them because Lucy enjoys them
31. Who is more affectionate? Natsu!
32. Who likes to have really long (deep) conversation? Lucy. Natsu tries to enjoy them, but they just drag on…and on.. and on
33. Who would wear “not guilty” t-shirt/ Who would wear “sin” t-shirt? Lucy would wear not guilty, and Natsu would wear sin.
34. Who would wear “if lost return to…” t-shirt/ Who would wear “I am…” t-shirt? Natsu for the former, Lucy for the latter
35. Who goes overboard on the holidays? LUCY. SHE LOVES HOLIDAYS.
36. Who is the social media addict? Lucy can’t get enough of the new lacrima technology. Natsu broke every phone he recieved.
37. Height difference or age difference? Not entirely sure on the height, but Natsu is about one and a half heads taller. Natsu is like 400 years older.
38. Who likes to star gaze? LUCYYYYY
39. Who buys cereal for the prize inside? Natsu can’t get enough of those little toys
40. Who is the fun parent/ Who is the responsible parent? Natsu is the fun parent, but knows when the fun should stop. Lucy is more responsible, but she knows when to let loose.
41. Who cries during sad movies? Natsu omg
42. Who is the neat freak? Lucy can’t stand messes, Natsu can’t stand NOT MAKING A MESS
43. Who wins the stuffed animals at the carnival for the other one? Lucy (I have a chat about this under the tag “my chats”)
44. Who is active/ Who is lazy? They’re both very active and fit
45. Who is more likely to get drunk? Lucy. She can’t hold her liquor
46. Who has the longer food order? Natsu because he’s a bottomless pit
47. Who has the more complex coffee order? Lucy, because she requires the perfect amount of everything lol
48. Who loses stuff? Both of them suck at keeping track of important shit, like their credit cards, social security number, etc. it’s bad
49. Who is the driver/ Who is the passenger? They never drive due to his condition 
50. Who is the hopeless romantic? Lucy is such a hopeless romantic, she loves everything about romance

anonymous asked:

Hi! You wanted newsies ships and prompts so Javid and number 12 and 14 from your prompt list please :)

Here you go! I wrote it for prompt 14. You just walked out of the shower, still dripping wet, in only a towel and oh no now I’ve dropped what I was holding and you noticed me staring blatantly at you Since someone else requested 12 for another ship. Anyway, this is unedited so excuse my mistakes. Hope you enjoy!!


In hindsight, David should have seen this coming. I mean, what did he expect after moving in with Jack? The bathroom was all the way down the hall from both of their bedrooms. David really, really should’ve seen this coming.

But still, seeing Jack Kelly’s dripping half-naked body would be enough to short circuit anyone’s mind. David was most definitely staring. He couldn’t help it.

It was David’s first full day living in the apartment. Jack had been looking for a new roommate since Crutchie moved to a smaller place closer to his job where he could live on his own. Jack couldn’t afford the two-bedroom apartment on his own and David offhandedly told him he was looking for a place to live. Everything went downhill from there.

Jack and David had been friends for a few months and maybe not all of David’s feelings were strictly platonic, but he wasn’t blind. Jack was crazy attractive. David mentally kicks himself for agreeing to move in. It was just a small crush. He would be fine.

So, he averted his eyes from Jack’s dripping, muscular back retreating back to his room, and tried to focus on the book he was reading. Everything would be fine; He would get over this soon enough.

David was wrong.

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And So It Begins

It started with a nightmare.

 But don’t all stories begin in some way like this? 

The war had ended and had taken its far share of weary lives. Sucked out some of the best individuals and only to leave the ones with the greatest luck.

 The strongest of heart as well.

 Dorian was the King of Adarlan. A mighty feat in itself, but the kingdom was rebuilding. Many nights he would return to his room exhausted, distraught, and low. 

Nearly every night Manon would slip into his quarters. Or he would slip into hers. Her quarters only a few doors down from his own since she had taken it amongst herself and her remaining Thirteen to inhabit the Adarlan castle.

It was the night of Dorian’s nightmare that erupted everything.

Almost like clockwork the two knew when to avoid the other on nights of nightmares. They preferred to separate themselves, only coming together those particular nights to bed the other. 

Though this night Dorian did not feel like a nightmare was slipping into his head. It had been a while since the darkness began to choke him, and he felt the pain, the destruction, the guilt. It was something he didn’t want anyone to ever see. 

But it came. 

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How Would You Feel?

Post fight and the team were all sprawled on the couch, the previous battle and exhaustion washing over them as JARVIS had put on some random tv show that was playing. Every fight, they usually were too tired to go towards their room so now here they were.

Steve and Tony were on the couch, fingers linked even though they were not pressed together. Once in a while, Steve would squeeze his hand and Tony would return the favour.

Natasha was staring blankly at the TV while gently caressing her fingers through Bruce’s hair, his head in her lap. Thor had disappeared into the kitchen with Sam for some food because battles can make norse gods really hungry apparently.


“I swear to god Barton, the next time you jump down from a god damn building, I won’t let Stark save you!” And Cue Bucky and Clint coming into the living room, a dangerous glare on Bucky’s face as Clint pulled a face at him.

“He was just below me, Buck! How should i know it was going to swerve to the right at the last minute” Clint mumbled the last part and winced when his arm hit the couch.

Bucky glared at Clint’s arm like it was responsible for every reckless thing that Clint has been doing.

“Can’t you just love your life, Barton?” Bucky sighed, taking Clint’s good arm and dragging him onto the unoccupied couch.

“Well, why should i? I have you for that” Clint grinned, following Bucky without a fight.

Natasha’s lips curved into a small smile at Clint’s statement.

“He’s got a point there, Barnes”

Bucky didn’t reply, only wordlessly took the first aid kit that Sam gave, two big bags of cheetos in the other hand.

“Ooo, gimme one!!” Clint reached out for one bag but Bucky made an indignant sound and pulled Clint’s outstretched hand and put it on his lap with a look that said ‘move and i’ll make sure you don’t have that arm’ which made Clint pout and sigh.

Sam shrugged and took a seat at the couch that Steve and Tony occupied which made Steve scootch closer to Tony, resting his head on Tony’s chest.

“Man, i am single as hell” Sam mumbled miserably, ripping one bag of cheetos with too much vigour.

“Fear not, friend sam! For my jane is not here tonight, we can be together!” Thor exclaimed as he sat next to Sam.

Sam’s eyes widened when Thor winked at him and the team burst into laughter. Instead of Bucky of course, who was still glaring at the now bandaged arm.

“Hey” Clint called out, voice soft and quiet as the volume of the tv increased.

Bucky looked up into his eyes, mouth pressed into a frown. Clint didn’t like that, he liked it better when Bucky was smiling, when his eyes were - as cliche as it sounds- sparkled with happiness and joy.

Clint’s fingers fleetingly touched the side of Bucky’s face.

“Buck, i’m fine” Clint insisted, voice earnest as his eyss locked onto Bucky’s stormy grey ones.

“You could have died, Clint” Bucky said and Clint was taken aback at the raw vulnerability in those words.

Man, Bucky really does love Clint’s life more than Clint loves his own.

He felt like he had reached another level with Bucky. Being friends with him for 2 years now has been like a never ending up and down ride with achievements unlocked and higher level.

Bucky took his hand that was resting on the side of his face. He was shocked, not realising his hand was still there and tried to ignore the motion that his tummy was doing. It was swooping down and up and all around and it was only them holding hands.

“Well, Tony and I are heading to bed.” Steve suddenly announced and was shocked back into reality.

Oh right, they weren’t alone.

Instead of letting go, Bucky held on as he brought their hands to his lap.

“Yeah, us too” Natasha stood up, giving Bucky a look that Clint could not decipher, Avenger and Shield Agent or no, no one could really decipher whatever Natasha Romanov was trying to tell you with her eyes if it wasn’t meant for you but Bucky clearly did because he shrugged at her. Bruce followed Natasha wordlessly and Clint waved to them.

Thor and Sam left two seconds after, something about milkshakes and burgers and then there were two.

Still holding hands.

“I’m sorry” Clint said suddenly and Bucky squeezed his hand, sending a jolt of electricity down his spine before letting go.

Clint frowned at the empitness he felt.

“I’ll see you tomorrow, Clint” Bucky mumbled before leaving Clint alone with his thoughts and god forbid, feelings.

Bucky was still mad. Obviously. Because he handed Clint his normal morning coffee without a cute smile or a smart comment about his bird’s nest hair.

And Clint was in a bad mood because Bucky was mad at him which meant that he was playing video games with Thor and Sam without any good natured threats and complaints.

“Lovebirds still not talking?” Natasha asked as she watched Clint wordlessly play video games and Bucky talking to Steve at the other side of the room.

“Looks like it, if not they would have been squished together on the couch already” Tony shrugged, sipping his coffee.

“You know they’re not actually together right?” Bruce walked in next and Natasha leaned into him as a greeting.

“They might as well be, they’re practically married” Natasha shrugged.

Tony perked up at that, looking like he had the brightest idea ever which made Bruce shake his head immediately.

“Tony” Bruce said in warning but it was too late because Natasha was catching on because she too had a little smirk on her face.

“God help us” Bruce muttered as he left the two of them to their devices.

+

“So how long can you actually keep this up?” Steve had asked that evening in the middle of a spar with Bucky.

Bucky was sweating, droplets of it dripping down his face but he still wouldn’t give up. He needed the distraction anyway. His feet were sore and his arms needed a rest but he wasn’t going to give up until he won.

“It’s like you just met me Stevie” Bucky grinned, going in for another kick but missing Steve by an inch which made Steve chuckle under his breath.

“Not this, Buck. I meant with Clint”

Bucky kept quiet, going in for a punch but Steve caught his arm and twisted so Bucky was kneeling down, mouth agape as he stared up at his childhood best friend.

“Okay Stevie, you can let go now” Bucky huffed, tugging at his arm but Steve was giving him an amused smile.

“Talk to Clint” He said in that no nonsense Captain America voice.

Bucky rolled his eyes and Steve pulled at his arm a little.

“Okay okay, I’ll talk to Clint! Dear god, let me go” Bucky mumbled frustratingly.

Steve let him go as Bucky mock saluted him and left him there to regain back his energy.

“Young love ” Steve sighed, shaking his head.

“Captain, Sir would like me to tell you that you should and i quote 'get your sweaty ass down here, Rogers’ preferably now”

Steve grinned. “Speaking of love right?” he mumbled to himself as he picked himself up from the training mat to make his way down to Tony’s workshop.

Clint was testing out new arrows. Feeling that sense of satisfaction and joy every time it hit the bull’s eyes but never getting enough even if he tried different positions.

He hates fighting with Bucky. Hates it down to his core because his whole day just turns upside down and downside up and even video games and new arrows couldn’t bring his good mood back.

Its a wonder how he survived life without Bucky before he came into his life. He groaned and took another arrow. He pulled the bow and aimed.

“Tony made you those?”

Clint missed. He turned around to watch Bucky nonchalantly walk in the training room with freshly showered hair and his t-shirt clinging to his god damn toned body.

Clint swallowed and averted his gaze.

stupidly attractive super soldier, he thought bitterly.

Bucky ran a hand through his wet hair, recently cut short because Clint commented about how his hair was getting longer again.

Clint felt his heart beat faster when Bucky came closer so he turned around to grab some more arrows.

“Clint” Bucky called but Clint was too busy adjusting his arrows to even look at Bucky.

Bucky rolled his eyes at Clint’s usual stuborness and waited for the blond to shoot the arrow before reaching out to grab at Clint’s arm.

Clint didn’t flinch from the sudden contact so that was a good sign and Bucky softened his hold, hand lingering down Clint’s until he reached his fingers.

Clint was looking at their linked fingers confusingly, eyebrows furrowed together. He pursed his lips, trying to ignore the tingling feeling he felt from his fingertips all the way to his arm where Bucky’s hold was on him.

“Steve wanted me to talk to you” Bucky said, tightening his grip on Clint’s hand.

“So talk” Clint mumbled.

Bucky chuckled, shaking his head slightly.
“I tried to think of what to say in the shower and came up with so many things
but when i saw you, i came up blank”

Clint’s lips quirked into a small smirk. “Speechless by my good looks i guess”

Instead of Bucky’s usual insult and shove, he looked into Clint’s eyes and Clint was frozen as his own eyes bored into Bucky’s.

“Definitely” Bucky nodded.

Clint’s eyes went wide as he laughed nervously.

“I- i was just kidding Buck” Clint laughed, trying to untangle his fingers but Bucky was stronger so he pulled Clint closer to him so he was pressed up against Bucky’s body. Bucky smelled like lavender soap and citrus shampoo, it was intoxicating.

Bucky usually did this, he pulled Clint close and he would hug him so tight until Clint all but melted into his embrace. But then, that was it. He would let Clint go and it left Clint confused about well, everything.

But Bucky wasn’t making a move to hug him, he was just staring into his eyes and holding him really really close. Clint was trying to figure out what he was thinking but he came up blank.

“I’m not Clint, you’re extremely good looking. And i look at you every day and i become speechless at how attractive you are. And you make me laugh with your stupid puns and somehow it makes you even more attractive that i sometimes question my own sanity” Bucky said, his breath ghosting over Clint’s face through the little gap that they have between their faces.

Clint was shocked, mouth agape and eyes wide as he took in what Bucky was saying.

“Bucky..-”

“How would you feel… if i told you..” Bucky cut him off, a hand going up to rest on Clint’s cheek.

Clint gulped nervously as Bucky leaned in, lips brushing his ear and Clint closed his eyes.

“- that i loved you” Bucky’s voice was close and Clint’s heart rate picked up.

“Do you mean it” Clint whispered and Bucky pulled back to smile at his best friend, his partner before he pressed his lips with Clint’s.

Clint melted into him easily, responding to the kiss quickly as a sigh escaped him. It was slow and gentle and so unlike Bucky that it made Clint cling to him tighter, arms wrapped around Bucky’s neck. His fingers gripping Bucky’s hair when his tongue started tangling with his, exploring his mouth slowly until Clint felt his knees going weak.

He didn’t know what was real and what wasn’t because he’s been imagining this for so long it was a bit unreal.

When they pulled away, they were both flushed and their lips were swollen.

“It took a near death experience for that?” Clint asked, laughing as he buried his head in Bucky’s neck.

Bucky’s hand tightened on Clint’s waist when Clint started kissing his neck, teeth scraping the skin as he bit lightly.

“Quite a few, actually-” Bucky let a groan escape him when Clint started working on a real hicky on his neck.

Once Clint was satisfied with his hickey and Bucky was a groaning mess, gripping Clint’s hips so tight it made Clint press his hard on Bucky’s thigh, he pulled away to kiss Bucky hard.

“I love you, Bucky” Clint took the opportunity to mumble in the middle of the kiss.

Bucky smiled and Clint felt his heart bloom like god damn flowers in spring.

“Yeah, i definitely love you” He said before kissing Bucky again.

Please tell me we didn’t have sex last night (2/4)

You can read the first part hereThank you so much for all of your likes/comments/reblogs, it really means a lot x


Abby doesn’t know how long she’s been hunched over the toilet bowl, but after what feels a lifetime, her stomach is finally starting to settle down. After taking several deep breaths, she slowly releases her death grip on the bowl before settling down on her bum. Letting out a miserable groan, Abby resolutely tries to ignore the fact that Marcus is still crouching next to her on the ground. He has stopped stroking her back, but he’s still sitting rather close.    

“Do you want me to get you something?”, Marcus asks softly, breaking the awkward silence that had descended over them.

Abby weakly shakes her head, “No, I think I’m-”, she starts to reply, but another wave of nausea hits her and she’s doubled over the toilet bowl once more. 

Marcus quickly gathers her hair again, but fortunately this time her nausea only lasts for a couple of seconds. As Abby leans back, she gratefully accepts the piece of toilet paper he offers her before wiping her mouth with it.

“Ugh. I’m sorry you had to see this”, she murmurs, feeling her cheeks flush from embarrassment.

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fragile: handle with care

On the surface, they didn’t work. Or, rather, they shouldn’t have worked.

Before the world ended, Paul loved with every fiber of his being. He loved lingering touches – fingers sliding tenderly across a lower back, tracing veins and connecting the dots of freckles and marks over arms and legs and chests and backs, brushing hair away from lusting eyes, locking together as he pulled away and only letting go when their arms were held taut and he had to let go. He loved kisses in the morning and again in the evening, with as many more in between as he could possibly manage.

(“I didn’t see you for a whole fifteen minutes – don’t you think a hello is in order?” he remembered always teasing with a cheeky grin, standing on his toes and waiting patiently for his partner to roll his eyes but meet him halfway, his grin softening into a smile every single time.)

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