seeing them on arrested was amazing

anonymous asked:

Okay so in Batman Beyond there's an episode where Bruce and Terry go see a 'Batman Musical', just imagine that goes on in Gotham and Jason finds out and asks(forces/tricks) the batfam to go.

i’m finally answering this! i had a really rough week, which is why this took a while, but i kept thinking about this prompt and laughing, so thank you for that.

and on that note: are you serious, that’s amazing. i vaguely remember watching batman beyond but i don’t actually remember all that much about it. i’ll need to look this up.

but yes. yes. i want this to be a Thing.

i want to imagine it as something between holy musical b@man! and the ember island players. like. just picture the kind of crazy misinformed shit that these people are tossing into the mix because what’s the truth and what’s the lie, no one knows, they’re going to make a musical about batman and his however many kids/sidekicks anyway

(they people putting on this play are probably college students)

(stephanie has probably dropped by to help with set designs and laughed herself sick in the process)

getting back on track, how does jason find out about it?

there are two ways i think it could happen. one: jason loves lit. we know this. he collected first editions with alfred and bruce when he was a kid. in my personal experience, if you like lit, you almost definitely like theater in some sense as well. at the very least you’ve read plays. 

jason holds his goddamn red hood helmet like he’s hamlet and it’s yorick.

trust me, he likes plays.

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anonymous asked:

hi! I love your Oliver Queen imagines and was wondering if you could do more?! Maybe where you and Oliver are in a relationship, ( not set in a certain season or anything), and Laurel keeps throwing shade at you but Oliver's there defending you? Anything like that or whatever comes in your mind would be greatly appreciate!! Xx

This is a really interesting idea :) Hope you like it :)

Also because you didn’t specify a season, I’m making it in mid-season two so that Roy, Dig and Sara were on team Arrow and Laurel knew about it, but wasn’t a member.

Also this is inspired by the show Bull, mainly because I had just watched an episode before writing this… seriously though, check out Bull it’s really good. Anyway….


You loved your job. You really did, but sometimes you doubted the constant torment from one person in particular was worth it. You were a defence attorney for a trail science firm and you loved it.

Unlike what most people believed, you only took clients who you genuinely believed were innocent or were being trailed unfairly. That was how you met Oliver Queen. When Laurel refused to represent Oliver back when he was being charged for being the Arrow, he went to your firm and you got assigned to his case.

You believed that was why Laurel always hated you, you defended him when she refused to. As a result, he told you he was the Arrow almost immediately (let’s be real here, you knew from the moment you took his case) while he didn’t actually tell Laurel himself.

You often got called down to the Arrow Cave when they were hunting a suspect and the police had the wrong man, so that you could take the poor man’s case and make sure they didn’t lock him away for a case he didn’t commit.

You honestly loved going down to the Arrow Cave and helping out, also Felicity occasionally needed help with the tech and let’s be real everyone down there was useless with that kind of thing.

That day you had received a call from Diggle telling you to come down so you made your way there, praying that Sara’s sister wasn’t going to be there. She hated anything and everything you did. Especially since you had beaten her on a case last week.

When you arrived, you honestly considered turning around when you saw Laurel but Felicity was already waving you over so you couldn’t just walk out.

“What happened?” you asked as you put your bag down and leaned against one of the tables.

Before you could continue, Oliver and Roy walked in (still wearing their suits). Oliver smiled when he saw you and happily strolled over to give you a kiss on the cheek.

“Hey,” he said before giving you a kiss on the cheek.

“Hey yourself” you replied, not missing the death glare you received from Laurel, “What’s going on?”

He gave you a small smile before nodding to Felicity to let her know she should begin explaining, “Okay so I’m sure you’ve heard about all the stabbings.”

You nodded, “Yeah the police arrested a suspect didn’t they?”

“Yup,” Roy said, “but they got the wrong guy.”

You nodded, “You want me to take his case?”

“We want you to get him to tell you is really behind them,” Diggle as he walked around to join Felicity by the computers, “he may not have done them. But he knows who did.”

You nodded, “Alright, I’ll push to get him to tell me who is actually responsible and see if I can get him a deal at the same time.”

Oliver smiled and wrapped an arm around waist, “You’re amazing.”

You were about to reply, but then you caught Laurel looking like she was going to explode in the corner. Just as she caught your eye, she seemed to have had enough and marched over.

“What makes us think she can even get the information we need?”

Oliver piped in “Because she’s the best and because she’s been able to do it every other time.”

“She is not the best,” Laurel began, “the district attorney’s office could question him and find out everything we need to know. She doesn’t need to be here.”

Oliver was constantly fighting this battle for you, and yes you loved him even more for it but it was about time you finally stood up to her.

“Laurel,” you started, “first of all these murders have been going on for two months now and the DA’s office will want the case over quickly and you questioning him will just make them pin it on him even quicker. Secondly Laurel, you know I am the best defence attorney out there and yeah my methods are sometimes strange but I get the right result in the end. I don’t know what I did to you, but maybe one day you can get your head out of your ass and tell me what it was so we can get over this. But until then I don’t ask you to be nice to me even, but I damn sure expect you to treat me with the respect that you demand I treat you with.”

With that you told Felicity to email you the man’s case files and walked straight out the Arrow Cave.

About three hours later you heard a knock on your door and opened it to find a rather worried Oliver Queen.

“Why weren’t you returning my calls?”

“Sorry,” you responded as you let him in, “I was prepping for a case.”

He nodded as he sat down and pulled you against his chest, “You don’t believe any of that stuff Laurel said right?”

You shook your head.

He chuckled, “By the way Laurel looked so shocked that she just huffed and walked straight out. Sara said all she could get out of her was that she wasn’t interested in talking about it.”

You smiled and leaned back against him, “Sorry, I didn’t mean to ruin your relationship with Laurel.”

“Don’t be, that was ruined ages ago. I’m sorry I didn’t kick her out earlier.”

For a while there was silence before you simply said, “Jacob Sanders.”

“The stabber. His name is Jacob Sanders; Felicity has his address already.”

He chuckled, “How long did it take you?”

“About half an hour.”

“See? Told you I was dating the best lawyer in the city.”


That was horrid, I apologize. Better stuff coming tomorrow though, I promise :)

Feel free to request an imagine or a prompt. I write for the Chicago series all D.C. tv show characters :)

bli22fulmadne22  asked:

The UF/ US/ SF skeleton bros become suspicious of their S/O how has been acting oddly- only to find out they've been hiding that their half dragon and that someone has tracked them down who wants to kill them ( and S/O's small family) because of an old grudge they have on S/O's mother. What are the skelebro's responses? ( thank you, I'm quackers for your writing style:3 )

Quackers for my writing style?? That’s so cute. 



When you start acting odd, Red immediately suspects that you’re cheating or you’re leaving him. Either way, you don’t want him in your life anymore. He goes to confront you about this, but accidentally walks in on you transforming into your dragon form! Red stands paralyzed with a mixture of amazement and fear, unsure whether he should attack or wait. After all, this is you, you wouldn’t hurt him…right? Still, he can’t let his guard down. When you finally notice him, Red summons a blaster and growls, waiting for your first move, but your eyes, oh your eyes. They are the same ones as your human form, sparking with love and familiarity. You lower your head and whine in surrender, showing that you have no intentions on hurting him, allowing him to come closer and stroke your nose. Red is still cautious, but the second he touched your scales, it’s like he falls in love with you all over again, like before, he only loved a part of you, but now? He loves all of you, the dragon, the human, everything, and it’s exhilarating. 

When you revert back to your human form and explain your situation, he’s putting you and your family under his protection and essentially, under house arrest so he could go find this person and kill them himself before they could get to you. He comes back, with the attacker’s death on his hands and he promises that they are never going to bother you again. 


When Fell sees you turn into a dragon, he attacks you, but they don’t harm you and even if it did, he was pulling his attacks anyway. When he realizes that you’re not retaliating, Fell just stops and drops all of his weapons and admires you in amazement. You’re so beautiful, so perfect for someone like him. He imagines charging to battle with him on your back as you beat your powerful wings. He asks you if it’s really you, and how come you never told him. Since you’re in dragon form, you can’t really answer, but you lower your head and motion him to climb on. Once you feel him properly settled, you quickly take off, careful not drop him and soar through the skies, his screams of fear mixing in with excitement. 

You land in a large clearing and revert back into your human form and tell your story. Fell just laughs at you, asking if that’s what you’re really scared about. You’re a badass dragon who’s dating the Great and Terrible Papyrus! You should have nothing to fear! He comes along with you and helps you track down this person and gives you the honor of eliminating them yourself. 



As you transform before him, Blue’s eyes light up excitedly with little shining stars as he squeals with excitement. He confronted you about acting strange before, but he never thought you would be half freaking dragon!! This is so cool! When you’re finished, you lower your head so he could touch you, but Blue is paralyzed with amazement, that you have to nudge him back to reality. The skeleton lovingly nuzzles your nose, kissing you everywhere before asking if you could fly. He wants flight? You’ll give him flight. Without any warning, you bite his shirt and throw him in the air, catching him on your head so he could grip your horns. Blue cheers wildly as you take off to the skies, yelling, “THIS IS AMAZING” at the top of his lungs, and you can’t help but smile. You’re still careful with him, and if Stretch ever found out that you did this, you’d be dead. Landing in a clearing, Blue climbs off you, stumbling on the grass breathlessly and as his heart races with adrenaline. You transform back into your normal self and explain your situation. 

You have nothing to fear datemate! The Magnificent Sans is here to help! He gives you a big kiss and goes on his phone, dialing numbers and telling people to meet him where you’re at right now. An hour later, the entire former royal guard shows up with their weapons ready. The dogs tracks down the guy and the guard restrains them while you call the police. You asked Alphys why the entire guard showed up just for Blue and she laughs. 

“Sans never made it into the Royal Guard, but everyone treated him like one and we all would do anything for him”

You can’t help but feel the same.  


Stretch kinda….low key knew. Well, he didn’t know that you are part dragon and can turn into this wickedly epic beast, but he did suspect that you’re not just a normal human being, and that you are keeping thing from him. As you transform before him, he’s smirking and wondering how he got so lucky to land an awesome datemate like you, and who else could say that their s/o is a mother freaking dragon?! He declines your offer to ride you because he’s too overwhelmed right now, but he does like touching your scales. In fact, because you’re so big, you’re probably pretty comfortable to sleep with. Which he does in the future. 

You explain to him what’s been going on and he understands. With Blue’s help, you and Stretch put together a plan to capture this person, by staying put and let them come to you. It was an easy fight; a dragon and two skeletons against one, so no one really got hurt. Blue calls the police and the guy gets locked up forever. 



FIGHT HIM! Black isn’t going to hurt you too much, BUT HOW COOL WOULD IT BE TO FIGHT A FRIKING DRAGON?! SDFGHJKL HE’S FREAKING OUT RIGHT NOW HOLY SHIT! LET HIM FIGHT YOU! He’s even more excited that Blueberry about this!!!! He wants to charge into battle with him on his back, watch you destroy your enemies with a stomp of your foot, and HOLY SHIT CAN YOU BREATH FIRE! Please calm this skele down, he’s going to have a heart attack. But his reaction is amusing and you wonder how far you can push it. You bite the collar of his shirt and take off with super speed with him in dangling from your mouth. Black screams, laughs, and cries at the same time, then when you land, he actually passes out. 

When he wakes, you tell your boyfriend your situation and Black just laughs. That person must be an idiot if they think they can hurt you when you’re under his protection. Normally he would take this job himself so he doesn’t have to share the glory, but he wants to see you in action. Also that charge into battle thing. It’s been a dream of his. 


When you transform,  the first thing he thought of is how jealous Black is going to be. Then, he finally processes that this dragon is you, holy cow, it’s you! You who he loves so much, who stayed by his side, who makes him laugh, makes him cry, and want to do anything for. And you’re also this beautiful, majestic dragon, he just can’t comprehend how giddy he feels and how much more he loves you. You lower your head so he could touch you and so Rus runs his fingers under your smooth scales and it was like meeting you for the first time again, and falling in love all over. He’s so lucky to have you.  Rus declines your invitation to take a ride on your back, but he does fall asleep on you, mostly because he’s so overwhelmed and needs some time to process.

When he wakes up, you had already transformed back into your normal form, with his head cradling in your lap as you hum a soft tune. Rus thinks it was all a dream, but you confirm it wasn’t and that you had something to tell him. You explain your situation and Rus calmly kisses your head, telling you that it’s all going to be okay. He instructs you to bring your family over to his house and sit tight. You follow his orders and when he comes back that night, the skele smiles sweetly and reassures you that you have nothing to worry about anymore.
Here is the deepest secret nobody knows

You can’t say you hadn’t see that coming.

You’re not surprised.

You saw the signs maybe even before Kara did. 

Hell, even before Maggie and that's saying something.

She’s your little sister, after all. Your best best friend, your family, your hero.

You know Kara like the back of your hand, she always wore her heart on her sleeve, her emotions easily readable through her facial expressions and body language. 

And she can’t hide the fact that she’s completely in love with Lena Luthor. Not anymore.

But of course, you already knew that.


“Clark’s in National City!”

You look up just in time to see Kara sliding inside your lab, her red cape flowing graciously behind her and you try to stifle a laugh when you notice she’s trying her best to not start jumping up and down in excitement. 

“Yeah, I know, I just saw him outside remember?” You respond with a light chuckle. “And I still think he s-”

“Stop talking about my cousin’s smell!” Kara quickly cuts you. “He asked me to help him, can you believe that? I’ll visit Lena Luthor with him later to see if she had anything to do with the Venture explosion.”

You frown at that because… well, you don’t exactly trust the Luthors. You were there when Lex tried to kill Superman for the last time almost three years ago with the blade made of kryptonite, his war suit making him almost as strong as Clark.

Fortunately, the DEO was there and they managed to get him in jail for the rest of his miserable life. 

But still, your sister was Supergirl and there was a Luthor in the city. Of course you were worried. 

“Just be careful, okay?" 

Kara smiled and kissed your cheek.

"Always.” Then she walked out.

Later that evening she texted you saying that apparently Lena was clear, and she had a feeling the young woman was really just looking for a fresh start for herself and her company. Plus, she was really pretty.

Agent Danvers [18:46]: And how does that make her innocent? 

Lil’ Sis [18:47]: It doesn’t! It was just a comment, Rao…

You only roll your eyes at your sister.


Lena Luthor shot Corben to save your life.

So not a villain. Maybe.

Kara decided to become a reporter and you’re very happy for your sister, because you know she can’t be a superhero 24/7, and the whole gang celebrates her first article about the Luthor alien detection device with a special Game Night.

“She talked about Lex today.” Kara says after you both start to clean her kitchen. 

“What?” You raise your eyebrow at Kara from your spot at the sink.

“Lena. I went to visit her at her office.” You see the way she bites her bottom lip nervously, as if waiting for you to yell at her for going there, but when you don’t, she keeps saying, “She was adopted too. She said Lex was such a good brother and now… she looks so lonely.”

You don’t say anything because you don’t now what to say. Kara has always taken people’s burdens as her own, but this time you realize it hits very close to home.

Then she smiles and suprises you with a tight hug.

“Thank you for being such a incredible big sister!" 


For the next couple of weeks you don’t have too much time to think about Lena Luthor, and about how Kara was right when she said she was very pretty, because you already have too much in your hands trying to get the alien fight club down with another pretty girl. 

Wait. You didn’t mean that. Detective Maggie Sawyer was insufferable! Completely insufferable… and okay maybe a little pretty, but only a little!

You’re surprised when Kara says she asked for Lena’s help to get the next fight club location, because you still don’t know how to feel about Lex’s sister.

You don’t think she’s a threat but she’s still a Luthor. 

But then again, you have all those new feelings inside you and you need to talk with your sister about how lost you are and about how you think you’re in lo-

And Lena Luthor gets in your way.


And… maybe you’re not as straight as you think you were, but did you just spot the gay in Lena’s eyes as she glared at you?

"She’s my sister.” Kara says and Lena visibly relaxes when she looks back at your sister with soft eyes.

You’re so silly. 

Just because you realized you’re a lesbian it doesn’t mean every woman you’ll meet is too. 

After that, you’re very glad to hear from Winn that Lena saved everyone’s asses (including Kara’s) with her field generator.

He and Kara keep gushing on and on about how smart and brave and pretty she was in that black dress and you pretend you didn’t see the way they blushed after agreeing to that. 

You also pretend you’re not heartbroken because you didn’t get the girl, but that’s just life.


You totally get girl.

You’re here and you’re queer and you’ve never felt so happy in your entire life because you have a girlfriend!

A very hot and very badass girlfriend.

You walk in Kara’s apartment without knocking like you usually do to give her the news, but she’s not expecting you like she usually is after hearing your familiar heartbeat from the corner of the street.

She’s distracted as she types away a text on her phone, giggling when she reads the response.


She suddenly looks at you with widen eyes. 

“Alex! I didn’t hear you coming.” She pats the spot beside her and you move to sit there as Kara types something quick in her phone with a small smile, before leaving it on the coffee table.

“Who were you texting?” You ask with a smirk because you know your sister and her silly smiles. 

“Oh! No one!” She replies too quickly and too loudly for you to believe that.

“You’re a horrible liar.” You say with a chuckle and she blushes. “Was that Mon-El?”

You know that not too long ago Kara finally got over James and you’re happy they’re still good friends.

(You’re happy you didn’t have to punch his face.)

You see the way the dexamite keeps staring longingly at your sister and how she sometimes stares back, as if thinking about the possibility that that could be something, that she could have what Clark has.

Maybe Mon-El wouldn’t be your first choice for someone you’d want your sister to fall for, actually you don’t think there's anyone worthy of Kara, your precious innocent baby sister, but you’re in love and you want her to have it too. 

“What?! No! That's not Mon-El!” Kara says, scrunching up her nose.

“Okay…” you bite your lip. “James then?”

“What are yo- no! It’s not James. It’s Lena.”



“Lena Luthor?”

“Yes.” She admits. “We traded numbers after the police sent her mother to jail. I wanted to thank her for saving the entire alien population in National City. I mean… I told her Supergirl told me that, because… you know.”

You nod. You were ready to tell Kara ‘I told you’ when Lena surprised all of you, including J'onn, by betraying her mother. 

She saved hundreds of innocent lives and Kara was the one with a smug smile after everything.

“How is she?”

“She has been better. She sent her mother to jail, so it wasn’t easy, but she told me she’s glad no one died because of a Luthor this time." 

You notice Kara’s very proud of Lena for that, if the smile she’s trying to hold back it’s any indication, and after everything Lena did for the the past few months, you decide to give her a chance from now on, after all, Kara trusts her.

"Anyway, you wanted to talk to me about something?" 

You smile.

"Guess who got the girl?" 

She squeals and wraps you in a hug.


All of the evidences tell Lena’s guilty.

But Kara is having none of that.

You’ve never seen your sister defend someone so much to the point of going against everyone, punching cement blocks all over the training room. 

And that’s how you find her.


She’s breathing heavily and you approach her slowly, looking down at her hands closed in fists. 

“I don’t want to talk right now, Alex.”

You cross your arms over your chest, but you don’t leave. And she’s not pushing you away either, so that’s something. 

“You need to calm down.”

She smiles bitterly, surprising you, because the last time Kara acted like that she was under the influence of Red-K.

“You want me to calm down? Lena is inocent and now she’s stuck in a cell all alone because your girlfriend arrested her without even letting her explain and you want me to calm down?!" Kara yells, pointing a finger a you.

"Hey!” You yell back. “Maggie was only doing her job, she has nothing to do with it!

"She has everything to do with it!”


She shakes her head, moving to sit on a bench, elbows on her knees as she rubs her face with her hands. 

“She’s innocent, I know she is.” Kara whispers.

You sit next to your sister, trying to calm down too, before wrapping an arm around her shoulders. 

“Everything’s gonna be fine.”

But you don’t know that. Not when later Kara flies after Lena without even considering Metallo might explode everything around him. 

Of course she succeeds and carries and injured Lena in for the DEO doctors to check on her.

Through the infirmary’s glass you see the way your sister’s running her hands carefully through Lena’s hair and how she caresses the CEO’s cheek with the tips of her fingers, before walking away with a pained expression, probably so Lena couldn’t see Supergirl if she woke up.

You’re not sure why you feel like you’re intruding in a very intimate moment. 

(In the back of your mind, you know why.)

When you visit Kara the next day after reading the amazing article she wrote about Lena being innocent, it feels like you just stepped inside a flower shop. 

There are so many flowers.

You’re very confused when Kara tells you later she kissed Mon-El.

Game Night was full of tension that week.

Kara still refused to share a full sentence with Maggie since the day she arrested Lena, and both of them were too proud to be the one to say sorry first. 

Mon-El had been all over Kara and yet, somehow, she didn’t seem all that interested anymore.

You remember seeing him move to kiss her mouth and she quickly using her superspeed to turn her head and laughing at something Winn had said, the dexamite planting a kiss on her cheek instead.

When you’re alone in your apartment with Maggie after everyone leaves, you feel your girlfriend poking your ribs to get your attention.

“Babe, I have a theory I want to share with you… but brace yourself because it might come as a shock.”

You frown.


Maggie took a deep breath for the drama effect and you can only smile at your girlfriend’s antics.

“I think little Danvers has the hots for little Luthor!” She says quickly.

You blink.

“Oh. That.”

“What do you mean 'that’? It’s a big deal, right? Wait…” Maggie gasps. “You knew already!”

“I had a feeling.” You confess. “But she’s with Mon-El, so… I’m confused.”

Maggie chuckles. “I'm not. You Danvers girls and the gay panic walk hand in hand apparently.”

“Hey!” You shove her away playfully and Maggie gives one of those laughs that shows off her dimples, making your heart melt deliciously. 

“Seriously, though. She wants nothing to do with that outer space man child and I still feel like she might split me in two with her laser eyes. And I’m pretty sure I managed to see her planning a date with Lena through a text.”

“They’re trying something called kombucha.”

“It’s a lesbian drink, honey.”

You laugh, leaning in against Maggie and letting her wrap her arms around your body.

“I just want her to be happy.”

“I know, baby.”

You’re both not surprised when Kara sends you text not even ten minutes later saying she broke things off with Mon-El.


Your head moves from side to side as you follow Kara pacing around the training room. 

“She has a boyfriend!” Kara grumbles.

“Ex-boyfriend.” You say.

“They were together for five years!” She whines.

“But only dated for two." 

"They made science together!”

“Are we talking about science or se-”

“I don’t like him!” Kara interrupts you. “And I don’t trust him! I know he’s up to something and I’ll find out what it is.” She started to pace again. “He won’t fool me with that beard of that hair or those eyebrows. Lena deserves better… but the way she looks at him…”

You can’t stand it anymore.

“Kara, do you want to tell me something?”

She looks surprised at you, like only now she understands her own words and how she just spilled them out for you.

“I-I… No.”

Then she walks out of the room, bumping against J'onn on her way out. 

You’ve never seen him uncomfortable, not even when he had to pretend to be Kara as Cat’s assistant, but the way blushes all the way to the tips of his ears when he looked in shock at Kara’s back…

You’re just so grateful you’re not psychic. 


Getting kidnapped and almost dying wasn’t in your plans. 

But you can’t help but feel happy when your sister and your girlfriend join forces to save you.

You really have the best family.

It takes a week for you to fully recover and go home, and all of your friends celebrate with Game Night, like always.

Only this time, Lena Luthor is there too.

“Agent Danvers.” She greets you after walking inside your apartment, offering you a beautiful bouquet of flowers. 

“Oh, I’ll give Kara those…”

“No, please… these are for you.” She says, cheeks turning pink. “Kara told me you got injured on one of your missions, I’m glad to see you’re okay.”

You can’t say you’re not surprised, but before you open your mouth you feel Maggie’s hand on your waist.

“Trying to steal my girl, little Luthor?” Maggie says and you’re glad Lena smiling, raising her hands in surrender. 

“Wouldn’t think of that.”

“Get a Danvers to yourself.” Maggie winks at her and this time Lena doesn’t say anything.

“Lena!” Kara walks out of the bathroom and quickly wraps her arms around the CEO tightly. “I’m so glad you came!”

“That’s what she says.” Maggie mumbles feigning a cough. 

“Maggie! Behave.” You say, pointing at finger at her.

“Yes, ma'am.”

You observe Lena through the night.

She surprises everyone by paying for the food (the best pizzas from the most expensive Italian restaurant in National City), and you giggle as you watch James and Kara teaching her how to eat her slice with her bare hands and not with a fork and knife.

Maggie loves the vegan flavored ones the CEO bought specially for the two of them, saying they could be best friends forever, and you almost choke when Kara accepts a piece of the spinach pizza Lena offered her.

(Kara and healthy food? Yeah, right.)

You notice your sister’s hand touching Lena’s tentatively as they eat in silence and how they talk in soft whispers, smiling brightly as they look into each other’s eyes.

You’ve never seen Kara this happy. 

“Babe…” Maggie mumbles after you’re both under the covers. 


“I ship it.”

“Go to sleep, Maggie.” You say with a smile. 

“Yes, ma'am.”


“Do you want to get lunch together?” You ask Kara after a training session.

She offers you an apologetic look, already taking off her cape. 

“I’m so sorry, Alex. Lena’s finally free today, since she’s been busy with this new project, so I’m having lunch with her. But we can totally have a sister night, if you’re up to it?" 

You nod.

"Yeah, sure.”

Kara folds her cape slowly and carefully, and you recognize the famous crinkle between your sister’s eyebrows.

You know Kara wants to tell you something but she keeps chickening out in the last moment and changing the topic, and you don’t want to pressure her. You don’t want he to admit something she’s not ready to.

Kara sighs loudly, and you pretend you’re busy checking your gun. 

“Alex.” She finally says.


Kara folds her arms over her chest, approaching you nervously.

“I… I just wanted to… I-I mean, there’s this thing…”

You can’t help but smile and touch your sister’s shoulder, before pulling her into a gentle hug.

She’s such a baby sometimes.

“You know you can tell me anything, right?” You say, holding her tightly. “Relax.”

“I’m scared.” She mumbles against your shoulder.

“Scared of what?” You ask, pulling away to look into her blue eyes.

“I think I’m in love with Lena." 


"You think?” You say with a small smile, and she relaxes, clearly relieved you’re not biting her head off.

“I am in love with Lena.”

“Well, you just won me fifty bucks. Maggie was betting it would take you much longer to admit it.”

She gasps.

“You knew?”

“Kara, when Lena’s around you, you’re not very subtle.” You laugh. “You stare at her boobs like… a lot.”

Kara has the decency to blush brightly at that.

“I do not!”

“You do, and I don’t blame you. Maggie thinks she has amazing boobs too.”

“Hey!” Kara points a finger at you, but she’s smiling. “But they really are amazing…" 

"And she makes you eat kale.”

“It tastes disgusting.”

“She listens N'Sync with you.”

“She’s amazing at lip sync.”

“And she’s in love with you too.”

She blinks. 

“You think so?” She asked, eyes shining with hope.

“I know, Kara. The way she looks at you sometimes…” You smile. “Wanna tell me about her?”

Kara offers you a lovesick smile. 

“She’s so beautiful, Alex! And so smart… when she talks about science it’s so full of passion! But she also loves poetry, classic music, and kids, oh Rao she loves kids! She says they’re curious and honest and have the brightest minds, and I’m so in love with her!”

You laugh when she finishes almost out of breath, because you’re very happy for your sister.

“I think its time for you to get the girl.”


Clark and J'onn are holding Kara back using all of their strength as she screams loudly, trying to get away from them, trying to fly straight to Rhea’s ship consequences be damned. 

Lena is up there.


“Supergirl, you need to calm down!” J'onn screams back.

You see Clark squeezing her arms tightly as he makes her look into his eyes.

“Kara, listen to me! We’re getting Lena back, I promise you!”

She groans loudly, the veins around her eyes making themselves visible before she’s hitting Superman with her laser eyes, throwing him away against the DEO’s wall and managing to get away from J'onn’s grip. 

Clark shakes his head from his spot on the floor, before standing up and superspeeding towards Kara, breaking through the wall to the other side of the bulding.

They’re hitting each other so fast you only see blurs of red and blue, a glimpse of a punch here and there, flashes of quick heat vision, Kara kicking Clark in the chest so hard that the vibrations sends everyone to the ground. 

Including you.

Before you know what’s happening, Clark has Kara on her knees, trapped in his arms as he holds her from behind, and you run to your sister when you realize she’s crying.

“Kara…” You whisper.

Superman finally releases her from his grip and Kara falls with her hands against the ground, tears running down her cheeks.

“Lillian was right… she'll hate me, Alex… she’ll hate me when she finds out…”

And you finally understand.

You understand what she meant when she told you she was scared.

She was scared Lena wouldn’t love her back after realizing Kara was in fact Supergirl. 

“She won’t. You’re her hero, remember? She won’t hate you, sweetheart.”


Clark brings Lena back as promised.

And Lena saves the world with Lillian’s help.

The city is destroyed, but you can’t go another day without making sure Maggie is yours and you’re hers, so you ask her to marry you.

That’s your happy ending. 

But not Kara’s. 

Mon-El was a man child, but he was still their friend and she let him go.

And she’s been avoiding Lena since Clark carried the CEO back safely to the ground.

You’re not sure she should be alone right now, so you pay your sister a visit, but someone’s already there.

“Lena, please…” you hear Kara’s voice through her door.

“So you lied to me?”

Oh shit.

“N-No… I-I’m sorry…”

“You’ve been lying to me since the day we met and now you’re sorry?” Lena spits out, her voice trembling. “You made me feel like I could trust you, like I meant more to you than just my name but you were the one who couldn’t trust a Luthor!”

“Lena, you got it all wrong, of course I trust you, please, believe me!”

“And why would I believe you?”

“Because I love you!”

You gasp.

“Well, now is too late.”

The door opens and suddenly a teary-eyed Lena is standing in front of you, before she briskly walks past you towards the elevator. 

You walk inside Kara’s apartment and she’s sitting in her couch. 


“Just.. don’t.”


Maggie tells you it’s better to wait for them to figure things out on their own, and you agree to wait.

You wait for three months.

And then you’re walking inside Lena’s new office.

She doesn’t take her eyes away from her computer screen until you’re standing right in font of her desk, but apparently she’s not surprised to see you there.

“Agent Danvers.” Lena greets you, sitting up straighter in her chair, one of her eyebrows raised.

“Lena.” You say back.

“I don’t remember seeing you on my schedule.”

“There are some perks of being a federal agent.” You smile smugly.

“Except you’re not a federal agent, right?” Lena asks defiantly.

You sigh and decide to make yourself comfortable on the chair in front of Lena’s desk, before looking right into those green eyes that seemed to have the power to scan her like Kara did.

“I’ll be honest here, Lena.” She scoffs and you ignore her. “Kara lied to you. I lied to you. We all lied to you.”

She looks away but you keep going.

“But we also cared about you. I still care about you.”

“Then why did you lie to me?” She asks in a small voice, vulnerable. 

“To protect you!” You say. “And it is lame, I know, but Kara…”

Lena’s eyes flicker to yours at the mention of your sister’s name. 

“I got kidnapped for being Supergirl’s sister. I was tortured and almost died because of Kara. And to this day she still hates herself for it. And I know she wonders sometimes how my life would’ve been be if she wasn’t here. She wouldn’t be able to forgive herself if something happened to you for the same reason.”

Lena closes her eyes for a moment and you reach over her desk to rest your hand on top of hers, and you’re surprised when she holds your hand back.

“But I’ll tell you how my life would’ve been if Kara wasn’t in it: it would’ve been be miserable.”

A single tear runs down Lena’s cheek.

“I said awful things to her.”

You smile.

“She understands why you were angry. But you still can make things right.”


You reach inside your pocket and offers Lena your first wedding invitation.


Your wedding was amazing.

Your wife is amazing.

The honeymoon… amazing.

You’re almost sad to come back from Italy, but you want to see your sister.

And Lena. 

You remember seeing the CEO finally approaching Kara by the end of the party and both of them slow dancing together, sharing a few whispered words every now and then.

But you were too busy thinking about the honeymoon. 

(And how someone anonymously gave you a full paid honeymoon in Italy as a wedding gift.)

You share a kiss with your wife before walking inside Kara’s apartment only to immediately step back, tripping against Maggie and making her scream in pain.

“ALEX!” Kara screams, quickly sitting up from her spot under Lena and covering their very naked bodies with a blanket. 

“Jesus FUCKING Christ!” You yell, covering your eyes. “Where are your clothes?”

“Oh my God…” Lena mumbles, hiding her red face behind Kara’s back.

“Don’t you know how to knock?”

Maggie looks at them over your shoulder.

“Thank you for the wedding gift, little Luthor.” You want to punch Maggie because now it's so not the time. “And add amazing ass to that list, by the way." 

"Hey!” Kara yells.

“Let’s go home.” You grab Maggie’s hand and drags her out of Kara’s apartment, because your job’s clearly done here.

“Yes, ma'am.”




Episode 214

That was one really WELL written episode. Wonderfully handled all around. I didn’t like everything but I honestly don’t even expect to like everything.

Best parts: 

Alec and Sebastian, both separately and together. Yeesh, these two! This is what I missed in the books, exactly THIS. I love that Alec stubbornly refuses to be manipulated by Sebastian, as the only one. Everybody else is like a chess piece for Seb, moving EXACTLY in the direction he wants them to move: Clary, Jace, Izzy, even Raphael. But Alec? Did you SEE Seb’s expression when Alec let Luke go? After Sebastian tried SO HARD to make Alec arrest Luke? Incredible, I’m loving this! 

And Sebastian’s obsession with Jace! The piano piece at the end was just… wow! Will and Dom’s chemistry is just smashing!

Oh, the guy Seb has locked up? The real Sebastian Verlac, mark my words.

Jace! Boy, he was amazing. Doing his best to save all the undeserving idiots around.

Maryse was awesome. Her scenes with Alec and Izzy were precious. Finally she’s the mom they all deserved. And it’s wonderful. 


The Seelie Court. Well done, but overall not my cuppa. Not in the books, not here. I really don’t care about the love triangle. Also, as if we needed another proof that Seelies are not trustworthy. They’ll always, ALWAYS stab you in the back. And if you’re actually dumb enough to trust a Seelie, you deserve it.

I loved the Magnus and Alec bit, but - Magnus, honey, not everything Alec does is about you. Harry was right, I’m starting to miss the S1/S2a Magnus, this insecure, easily hurt and offended puppy is not my cuppa. Give me the bad-ass High Warlock of Brooklyn back!

Luke. Alec was right. He deserved to be thrown in jail for what he did, that was plain attempted murder and premeditated, too. 

Simon. Wow, he got even more aggravating. I didn’t think that was possible.

anonymous asked:

I feel guilty asking you things when you're working (?), but, if it wasn't too much trouble (You can hold it off until you're finished of course!), could you write headcanons for Noctis and Prompto asking their crush out on a date?

It’s never too much trouble to write for you guys. I love you all so much. <3 This is a cute ask, I’m so ready, especially ‘cause there’s a wave of nsfw works and angst in the drafts. I have many. 

So, let’s get started.

Noctis L. C.

  • Noctis thinks it’s illegal for his crush to be so amazing in every way. Like it has to be. He needs to do his royal duty and arrest them. And by arrest we mean take them out on a date.
  • He wanted to ask them out as soon as he laid eyes on them, but his brain was having none of that. Now, a year and a half later, he’s tired of waiting.
  • Except he totally needs to wait because he works up all this nerve to ask you and then he sees you and all his efforts die on his tongue. 
  • “You are Noctis Lucis Caelum, Crown Prince of Lucis, the best fisher in the kingdom, heir to the throne, and you will not be defeated by your crush. You will ask them on a date.”
  • He’s repeating this to himself, but because he lacked the foresight to say it in his head instead of out loud, his crush overhears him. “You’ll ask who on a date?” They ask, oblivious.
  • Noct’s voice is really high pitched in that moment. “O-oh! Hey! Hey there. Hi. Um.”
  • His crush raises a brow at the behavior but brushes it off as more of the classic Noctis Brand Awkwardness ™. So his crush volunteers to help him come up with ways to ask “his crush” out.
  • The little Ignis in Noct’s brain points out that this is a prime opportunity to pop the question. Noct’s face goes really red and he looks away from his crush for a bit before he opens his mouth again. 
  • “It’s you. I-I, um, would you wanna–” This chump cuts himself off, and he feel like he’s suffocating, but he’s gonna finish what he started if it’s the last thing he does!! “Would you wanna go to the movies with me sometime? On a date?”
  • His crush grins. Is this dork seriously royalty? They boop him on his nose, earning them the most adorable pout ever. “A date sounds nice.” 

Prompto A.

  • He probably treats it like he’s proposing to his crush, this dork.
  • So yeah. He’s got this whole elaborate plan. He bought a giant chocobo plushie, and chocolates, and he has this little card and there’s a picture of him and his crush and in the card is the question.
  • Yeah no. His plans all go to waste. What a shame, too, because that plushie was really cute.
  • He doesn’t even really ask them, technically speaking. It’s clichéd.
  • It’s at a high school party. Prompto was only there because Noctis was there, and Prompto was honestly tempted to bail when he saw his crush.
  • Well, everyone’s just a little bit tipsy cause Noct managed to sneak a bottle from the royal winery. Someone volunteers Seven Minutes in Heaven, and who can refuse?
  • Prompto and his crush end up in the closet together. He ignores the knowing look that Noctis sends him as the door closes.
  • “We don’t have to do anything if you don’t want to,” his crush says in the dark.
  • Prompto is actually thankful for the pitch blackness of the closet, because now his blush isn’t visible. “I-I, uh, I’d like to.”
  • His crush is shocked, and Prompto takes their silence as an opportunity to continue, except he’s talking really fast and they can’t even catch too many of the words he’s saying. “I’ve been meaning to ask you out for a while now, like a really long while. I had a whole thing going with a huge chocobo plushie and this really bad pun and chocolates – you like chocolates, right?”
  • Prompto’s crush giggles and moves closer to him, and he stops rambling as soon as he feels their body heat. 
  • “Course I’ll go on a date with you, sunshine.”
  • Bonus: They tried to kiss each other but ended up shocking each other because the closet’s floor was carpeted. It was more surprising than painful, and the two of them were silent for a moment before they burst into a fit of giggles. 

anonymous asked:

I know you're a big fan of the Denis O'Neil Question so what do you think of the other version of the character and maybe Mr, A?

If you mean Ditko’s Question, I think it’s honestly pretty meh. The best part of it are the visuals, especially the way Ditko will have all of Vic’s scenes play out in rigid classic panel grids and then switch to swirly gas-filled gorgeous fight scenes when he turns into Question, but the rest falls flat on its face for me. Vic himself is a self-righteous douchebag, everyone reads like a 50s comics caricature and the plots themselves are overwrought and convoluted. I’m honestly really bothered whenever people like Frank Miller or Grant Morrison bring Ditko’s Question back instead of O’Neil’s because O’Neil’s is just such a better character. But everyone wants to write Ditko’s Question because they either love Ditko, want to get some cheap politics in there, or actually just really want to write Rorschach. Hey! Remember when Geoff Johns brought Question back in the New52 and had him literally speaking in Rorschach word balloons? That should tell you everything you need to know.

Now, Mr. A… let me be clear here. I’m not into objectivism. I think it’s a dehumanizing, villifying, more often than not hypocritical philosophy chock-full of the worst excesses of blind, self-absorbed exceptionalism. But I fucking love Mr. A. I motherfucking adore it. I am chomping at the bit to get that upcoming Mr. A omnibus and the sole reason for it is because I love comics. And Mr. A, in terms of sheer comic book craftsmanship, is a work of fucking art. I mean, have you looked at it?

Mr. A is one of the most visually arresting comics you’ll ever see. It’s the end result of a master comics artist pouring every ounce of his accumulated skill, experience and passion into every page, filling them with nothing but the most blunt, spectacular and eye-popping imagery he can muster in service of a message he genuinely believes in with all of his heart. And just because I don’t agree with it doesn’t mean I don’t find it fucking amazing.

but when am i going to get my past!b99 episode

kid!Jake and kid!Gina hanging out at nana’s apartment, watching house party 2 way too many times because it was a pajama-jammie-jam and they had no choice, their hands were tied. all their school shenanigans; getting into trouble every now and then; Gina manipulating other kids to help them do their homework while Jake feels guilty but goes along with it because he doesn’t want to do homework

academy!Jake and academy!Rosa meeting and becoming friends after a few weeks when she realizes he’s not just another annoying white guy and actually a pretty sweet dude that she’s gotta protect a little. also Rosa’s hair is a non-human color assuming she’s still not out from her phase in ballet school when she had her hair dyed pink. them groaning together about all the dumb drills and coming up with stupid fun things to do (usually instigated by Jake) which gets them in trouble and causes them to have to do more drills which they then complain about again

Terry and Holt working together at the One-Eight, putting all those prejudiced cops in their places and doing such good work for the community no one feels comfortable saying even one racist slur in their presence

Charles and Jake meeting for the first time and becoming friends- it’s not immediate but Jake realizes that Charles is a truthworthy friend who has his back and what kind of person would he be if he didn’t have Charles’s back too?

Jake and Amy meeting for the first time- because please we need this

Gina meeting everyone for the first time

Terry meeting all the detectives for the first time and finding out their little quirks and flaws- Jake can be a little bit of a lone wolf sometimes because he wants to have the glory of solving a huge case to himself, Amy can be a little too uptight and let her stress cloud her mind and affect her decision making, Rosa punches anything that pisses her off, and Charles has accidentally punched himself once while facing off with a criminal he was supposed to arrest. But he sees all their good qualities too- and he believes in each of them early on and knows that they’re all amazing detectives who are going to be great at their jobs, and he loves watching them prove him right over the years like the proud mama hen he is

akira-of-the-twilight  asked:

How about a sweet little something for Stark Spangled Winter Hawk?

I’m sure overprotectiveness counts as sweet. Right?

They were three months into the beginning of their relationship when the first incident happened.

A reporter had corned Clint and Tony as they were leaving the theaters. The reporters were getting more and more bold ever since it was announced that the two male humans of the Avengers were in a foursome with the two Super soldiers of the group.

“Mr. Stark! Mr. Barton!”

Used to avoiding the press Tony directed Clint to the car they had waiting for them, Happy in the front seat.

“Just answer one question, is it true that the Captain and first Barnes are emotionally unstable?”

It was only a second later that the reporter had an arrow pointing at his face, Clint having pulled out the bow and ammo from his bag in a second.

Tony glared at the unfortunate man from over his sunglasses.

“I assure you that the Captain and Sergeant are in no way unstable. Where did you here such lies?”

The reporter gulped and continued to stare at the arrow that was inches from his face.

“The man asked you a question,” Clint said, gesturing just slightly with the arrow towards Tony. “Best you answer.”

“I’m not patient.” Tony took his sunglasses off completely.

“T-Tiberius Stone.” The reporter managed to finally stutter out. “He suggested that neither is fit to be running around fighting while suffering from extreme PTSD.”

Tony nodded and without a word Clint collapsed the bow and arrow tucking it back into his bag before they got into the car. Leaving the reporter alone on the sidewalk, still shaking.

The next morning the world learned that Tiberius Stone had been voted out of his company by the Board Members. Apparently he had been accused of selling company secrets to a competitor.

It was the first warning.

The second incident was two weeks later.

This couple was complaining about how soldiers of Steve and Bucky’s ranks shouldn’t be putting on a display as they were. The display was only the fours fourth real date together.

The next day Steve noticed the couple featured in the news. Arrested for drugs.

“Serves them right.” Bucky said upon seeing it. “Knew they were no good with how they were talking last night.”

“They were there?” Tony asked when Steve mentioned it when he was down in the workshop.

“Don’t remember seeing them,” Clint shrugged when Bucky brought it up again during dinner.

The super soldiers looked at each other, a little suspicious that their lovers one with amazing memory and the other with above average sight did not remember the couple.

They completely forgot about it later in the night as Tony and Clint competed to see who could give the better blowjob.

It wasn’t until the fifth incident that everyone caught on.

Hydra had managed to catch Bucky and Steve off guard and had them drugged and locked up in one of there facilities.

The team had been making plans to rescue them when Clint and Tony disappeared.

Two hour later, the team had been resigned to launching the rescue plan without them when reports of explosions came in.

The Hydra base was on fire. When the team got there Iron Man was carrying a drugged Bucky in his arms and Clint was supporting an injured Captain America.

When Fury got the reports later he couldn’t believe it.

“Those motherfuckers took down a Hydra Base! With just the two of them?”

Natasha, who had come to deliver the report, smirked. “They wanted their boyfriends back.”

sleeplessbutdreaming  asked:

What is your very favorite Jake/Amy kiss if you had to choose just one?!

That’s a really tough question, but I think that first time, in Johnny and Dora.
Like, not only is it amazing to finally see them get together, but “we are police colleagues!” “you’re under arrest, this is a work event!” is iconic™
Thanks for the ask! 😊

natsu's character development, part one

A week or so ago, I wrote that Natsu’s role in Fairy Tail is to be the stable character, the one who best represents the themes of the story, the person that all the others rely on.

But that doesn’t mean he’s remained unchanged.

His development has been so subtle, it’s hard to put into words. Instead of doing one long post, I decided to do a series of smaller ones as I work through this topic.

Some big changes in Natsu’s character–and you can see these from early on–have happened through his relationships.

Before meeting Lucy, Natsu’s only partner was Happy. He had never teamed up with either Gray or Erza prior to the Lullaby arc. His relationship with that “annoying guy” Gray was mostly based around brawling. Erza was both this scary person that made him sweatdrop, and a target he aimed to surpass.

While he’s always thought of his guild mates as his family and comrades, I don’t think he was really close to any of them.

Once he began going on jobs with Lucy, Erza, and Gray, Natsu grew to know them better. He’s learned their back stories and their weaknesses. His responses to them have changed.

Take Erza, for instance. At the Tower of Heaven, Natsu learned about her relationship with Jellal and her tendency toward self-sacrifice. That’s why, in Fantasia, he made her promise not to throw her life away. And at Nirvana, he recognized how she felt when the Council arrested Jellal and acted to prevent them from taking Jellal away.

And his and Lucy’s relationship has changed as well. I’ll do a Nalu development post later on, but here’s something I pointed out in another post: see how differently he responded when Lucy failed during Daybreak (couldn’t infiltrate Duke Everlue’s mansion) vs. when she failed during the GMG arc (her loss to Flare, being beaten by Minerva). 

In the first case, he told her she was useless. In the second, he told her she’d been amazing (her loss to Flare) and he was furious on her behalf when Minerva called her trash.

And he’s gone from being uninterested in any girl:

to being very interested in one girl:

Yes, increased sexual awareness is a sign he’s growing up.

As missions have gotten harder, Natsu has also learned to rely on his friends’ help. That’s not easy for a character who prefers to do all the protecting.

In the Tower of Heaven, here’s his reaction upon learning that Gray saved him from the owl-headed dude:

By Tenrou island, he acknowledged (to Gray!), that he needs rescuing too:

And in the Sun Village arc, he showed his acceptance of the fact that everyone on his team has a role to play. He can trust his team mates–in this case, Gray again–to take care of their parts:

(I couldn’t resist these three big images. Gray-Natsu is one of my favorite brotps.)

Other characters have learned a lot about courage, tenacity, and affirming life from Natsu.

But Natsu, too, has grown because of those same relationships.

So I just came back from seeing Fantastic Beasts for the second time and it’s just so amazing :D. I could watch it again and again.

I noticed some Newtina things I had forgotten:

When Graves is questioning Newt, when he shows them the Obscurus Newt is explaining himself to Tina and tells her that the Obscurus can’t hurt anyone anymore. When Graves sentences them to death the first thing Newt does is defend her and say that Tina did nothing wrong. Even though technically she’s the reason he was getting arrested, he didn’t blame her at all

When they’re all standing on the roof and Newt tells Tina about the demiguise and then she takes a step closer to him and I had thought they were going to kiss (the first time I watched the movie) but then she says ‘Gnarlak’ and he’s like ‘excuse me?’

When Queenie goes to kiss Jacob in the rain, they cut to Newt and Tina. Newt is sort of crying watching Jacob, and Tina just glances sideways at Newt with such affection in her eyes. (I really want to see a gif set of the Jakweenie kiss, and also the part where it cuts to Newtina)

When Tina and Newt are at the pier, when she has tears in her eyes and he promises to send her his book, for a second there he stares at her and she asks him, 'Does Leta Lestrange like to read?’ I feel like there’s some pain there but for a second Newt is just like, 'who?’
I really liked that cuz even though they’re gonna show that he’s still somewhat in love with Leta in the next movie, for a moment there with Tina he completely forgot her.

I did notice other non Newtina things too but right now they’ve slipped my mind. :P Even though I’ve made a mostly Newtina blog I just love ALL aspects of the movie so much and I can’t wait for the next movies!

Acts 9:1-22
Meanwhile, Saul was uttering threats with every breath and was eager to kill the Lord’s followers. So he went to the high priest. He requested letters addressed to the synagogues in Damascus, asking for their cooperation in the arrest of any followers of the Way he found there. He wanted to bring them—both men and women—back to Jerusalem in chains.

As he was approaching Damascus on this mission, a light from heaven suddenly shone down around him. He fell to the ground and heard a voice saying to him, “Saul! Saul! Why are you persecuting Me?”

“Who are you, lord?” Saul asked.

And the voice replied, “I am Jesus, the one you are persecuting! Now get up and go into the city, and you will be told what you must do.”

The men with Saul stood speechless, for they heard the sound of someone’s voice but saw no one! Saul picked himself up off the ground, but when he opened his eyes he was blind. So his companions led him by the hand to Damascus. He remained there blind for three days and did not eat or drink.

Now there was a believer in Damascus named Ananias. The Lord spoke to him in a vision, calling, “Ananias!”

“Yes, Lord!” he replied.

The Lord said, “Go over to Straight Street, to the house of Judas. When you get there, ask for a man from Tarsus named Saul. He is praying to me right now. I have shown him a vision of a man named Ananias coming in and laying hands on him so he can see again.”

“But Lord,” exclaimed Ananias, “I’ve heard many people talk about the terrible things this man has done to the believers in Jerusalem! And he is authorized by the leading priests to arrest everyone who calls upon Your name.”

But the Lord said, “Go, for Saul is My chosen instrument to take my message to the Gentiles and to kings, as well as to the people of Israel. And I will show him how much he must suffer for My name’s sake.”

So Ananias went and found Saul. He laid his hands on him and said, “Brother Saul, the Lord Jesus, who appeared to you on the road, has sent me so that you might regain your sight and be filled with the Holy Spirit.” Instantly something like scales fell from Saul’s eyes, and he regained his sight. Then he got up and was baptized. Afterward he ate some food and regained his strength.

Saul stayed with the believers in Damascus for a few days. And immediately he began preaching about Jesus in the synagogues, saying, “He is indeed the Son of God!”

All who heard him were amazed. “Isn’t this the same man who caused such devastation among Jesus’ followers in Jerusalem?” they asked. “And didn’t he come here to arrest them and take them in chains to the leading priests?”

Saul’s preaching became more and more powerful, and the Jews in Damascus couldn’t refute his proofs that Jesus was indeed the Messiah.

I see so many people, even Christians, trying to get the Bible to accommodate the changes of this wicked world into their lives. “Why shouldn’t women be allowed to be pastors?” “Why is it wrong to be a homosexual?” “Why can’t we get drunk?” “Why can’t we have sex before marriage?” And so many other questions like it, after all this world is “ever changing” as they say.

In the Gospels Jesus laid out many of the rules for us, but most of the New Testament and the rules within comes from Paul. Even when I read Christian blogs or Christian forums I see people commenting how we should “avoid” any other part of the New Testament besides the Gospels. How can a man that wasn’t even a disciple of Christ while He was alive set so many of the rules for us to follow? Paul actually used to persecute and kill Christians, so why listen to that man?

Matthew 16:19
And I will give you the keys of the Kingdom of Heaven. Whatever you forbid on earth will be forbidden in heaven, and whatever you permit on earth will be permitted in heaven.

Jesus gave the keys to the Kingdom to His disciples. Whatever they allowed it, would be allowed in heaven, whatever they did not allow it then it would not be allowed in heaven. But still, how can Paul get to decide what is and what isn’t if he wasn’t a disciple of Jesus back then? 

Jesus called Saul of Tarsus, by name. He reached out to Saul from Heaven and made Paul His disciple. In Acts 9 we are told how Saul came from persecuting and killing Christians to being called by Jesus Christ. Paul went from a hateful and murderous man to one of the greatest inspirations to all Christians. He turned his life around instantly when He heard the Lord’s command from Heaven. Not every Christian is willing to follow God’s commands so fast, most people tend to be like Jonah.

Now a new man, a new creation through the Lord, Paul now had the keys of the Kingdom which Jesus promised to His disciples in Matthew 16:19.

When people complain about how some things are the way they are for Christians, even though Jesus never mentioned in the Gospels, those people are wrong. Jesus did say those things, through His disciples, the most vocal of them being Paul. Jesus used Paul to talk to us, just as God has used all the prophets throughout the Old Testament to talk to the nation of Israel. The keys of the Kingdom were given to His disciples, which means it was as if He had said and written everything the disciples had allowed or disallowed, Himself.

John 16:12-15
“I still have many things to say to you. You are not strong enough to understand them now. The Holy Spirit is coming. He will lead you into all truth. He will not speak His Own words. He will speak what He hears. He will tell you of things to come. He will honor Me. He will receive what is Mine and will tell it to you. Everything the Father has is Mine. That is why I said to you, ‘He will receive what is Mine and will tell it to you.’

At the final hours before His death, Jesus frankly admitted that His own teaching was incomplete when He said, “I still have many things to say to you,” and anticipated the further instruction of the church by the Holy Spirit. This statement of Jesus leads us to anticipate the formation of the New Testament.

Jesus Himself refutes those who say “I’ll take what Jesus taught, but not what Paul or the others taught.” Paul and the other New Testament writers taught us the many things that Jesus spoke of.

Today, the Holy Spirit continues to personally lead us into truth, but never in opposition to the Scripture, because God’s supremely authoritative revelation is closed with the New Testament.

The Holy Spirit’s ministry is revealing Jesus to us. He has many different ways, and many different gifts He uses to accomplish this, but the purpose is always the same: to reveal Jesus.

Don’t pick and choose which parts of the Bible you are willing to follow. The Bible is God’s Word, written by human hands which were inspired by God Himself.


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a/n: This chapter is an important one, so it’s a bit longer than the previous ones. I didn’t think y'all would mind too much. :p You should definitely listen to this song as you’re reading. :)



Gail was at war with herself.

Her brain tried to be logical. She had to be confusing feelings of a budding close friendship with romantic feelings, right? She didn’t—couldn’t—actually like-like Holly. Right? She’d just never had that kind of ‘best friend’ relationship before. That’s all this was. It had to be.

Then her metaphorical heart joined the conversation. If she really thought of Holly as ‘just a friend,’ why did she always feel the need to touch her in some way? Usually a comforting hand on the singer’s shoulder or arm. And why didn’t she mind when Holly hugged her? That had happened twice now—once their first night at the hotel, and then again the following evening before Holly had gone to bed for the night—and Gail found she didn’t mind. Actually, she liked the feeling of warmth Holly’s hugs gave her.

Fuck. Holly was turning her into a hugger.

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Oh my god, it was amazing. I’ve never been to a protest before and I was really nervous, but it turned out really well! The cops didn’t teargas or arrest us or anything. They followed us around in their cars with the lights flashing and the sirens blaring, but they didn’t do anything. We walked around all of downtown Dallas and at one point, we climbed up onto the freeway and blocked it. If you see a picture of a wall of protesters blocking the freeway with a stopped 18-wheeler right in front of them, that was us.

Unfortunately, not everything turned out perfect.

The police asked us to get off the highway and we peacefully agreed and got off. However, we were tailed by a group of “anti-protesters” who were all white, some of them wearing guy Fawkes masks, who were there solely to cause trouble instead of peacefully protest. They got back on the highway and blocked two lanes of traffic for like 20 minutes. And now the media pretty much lumped us in with them and is blaming us for that bullshit.

Besides that though, the protest turned out really well. I took a lot of pictures and videos and I’ll try to post them tomorrow.

Skimming the Surface

A canon post-Mockingjay Drabble with theme requested by jamiesommers23.  Thank you to titania522 and peetabreadgirl for beta-ing:


Peeta awoke with a start, a shiver running down his spine as the cold, winter air ghosted over his exposed skin.  For a second, he couldn’t register why he was freezing.  Even though he’d only pulled his sleep pants on after he and Katniss had made love before bed, usually her heat was enough to keep him warm the entire night, no matter how wide he left the windows open.  He turned towards Katniss in confusion, a soft laugh escaping him when he saw her.  

She was sprawled out, the pillow she’d placed between her legs to keep herself from turning in the night still in place, but her legs were askew around it.  A foot was tangled heavily in the cover and sheets she’d somehow managed to kick off during the night, the clear culprit as to why he was cold.  Somehow Peeta didn’t mind, knowing how hot she got at night now.  His eyes lighted over his wife’s body, pleased to see that peaceful calm, an infrequent visitor to their nights, graced her sleeping features.  

Her dark hair was strewn around her head like a halo, and his fingers itched to run through her thick waves.  The cotton shirt that she’d stolen out of his drawer had ridden up high enough to expose one breast, her nipple dark against her lighter olive skin, and his cock twitched when he realized she hadn’t bothered to put on any underwear.  One arm was stretched out towards him, her hand resting as though she were waiting for him to slide his own in, the other clasped over the barely visible swell of her stomach.  Peeta’s eyes lingered there for a long moment, a smile bursting onto his face.  That little bump gave him a greater happiness than he’d ever known, a gift he’d never thought Katniss would be willing to give.  

He’d known her reluctance to have children long before their toasting, that wonderful day they’d bound themselves to one another officially for all time, and he’d accepted she might never be ready.  Nearly fifteen years had passed since their marriage ceremony, and in the few times the possibility of a baby had come up in that interval, Katniss had always reacted the same way, adamantly frightened that she could not carry a child into a world that had taken so much from her.  

So when she’d come to him weeks ago, terrified elation on her face, the possibility of a pregnancy hadn’t even entered Peeta’s head.  His smile broadened as he remembered Katniss’ grin over his utter shock at the news, and her laughter as he spun her around the kitchen before setting her down so that he could kiss her.  They’d nearly broken the table with their celebratory love making.  As much as Peeta wished it, things hadn’t been quite as easy since then.  

The news that a baby would be joining them in the spring hadn’t stopped his flashbacks from sometimes taking hold, though they were still thankfully so much less than when he’d returned from the Capitol long ago.  The tidings hadn’t ended the occasional bouts of depression Katniss sunk into either, and her fears for this new helpless life that she would be responsible for were sometimes more than she could handle.  And the nightmares would never fully end.  It was a fact both of them knew all too well.

But they also had each other, bound together since they were both eleven, when he’d tossed those burnt loaves of bread into the rain to save her, though they hadn’t known it then.  They knew it now, though sometimes he felt Katniss forgot it when her terrors took hold.

Peeta bent down to place a kiss in Katniss’ open palm before he flicked the small lamp on his nightstand on and reached into a drawer to pull out a small notebook.  He studied her quietly, making sure there was no disturbance to her sleep from the light, and began to sketch.  


Katniss woke up slowly, feeling like she was boiling, and wondered groggily how a baby that was probably no more than the size of a bean could wreak so much havoc on her body.  Confusion rippled through her when she saw the light glowing from behind her still closed eyelids and realized Peeta must be awake for some reason.  As she opened her eyes, she froze, thankful that she hadn’t moved yet.  Katniss so rarely saw her husband the way he was now, unaware that she was watching him as he sketched her.  

She gazed at his face closely as his stare followed the lines of her body, acutely aware of the fact that her shirt had ridden so far up she might as well have been naked, but it wasn’t something Katniss felt ashamed of.  When their relationship was still so fragile, those first years after Panem had been made anew, when they had still been growing back together, she might have felt that way, but at this point, Peeta knew her body just as well as she did.  So, instead, she reveled in the furious concentration his eyes always took on when he was drawing, remembering the long ago days when she’d watched him paint in her plant book.  

His eyelashes were still long, radiant in the sun, but made softer in the light of the dim lamp on their nightstand, and his pupils were as dark and vast as the deepest depths of the sea.  But the blue surrounding them was as limitless as the sky, and Katniss never ceased to be arrested by them.  She could see the innumerable, mysterious worlds that Peeta lived in when he sketched reflected in his shining eyes.  Some were terrible, containing echos of the hardships they had endured, and some were amazing, harkenings of a joyous future.  But no matter what, they were always wondrous.  Katniss oftentimes wished to join him in those places, feeling as though she had just begun skimming the surface of all that he was, but she always reminded herself she had an entire lifetime and beyond to find all of those secrets.  

Those eyes were where her heart and soul had come to rest, where she had finally found the hope she needed to survive, and the courage to have the little one now growing inside her.  They were here home, the place where love was always present, and the word ‘real’ meant everything to the both of them.  

“Are you cold?” he asked suddenly, startling her.  Judging from the smile on his face, he’d caught her staring at him quite a while ago.  She laughed.  

“No, I’m burning up,” Katniss replied.  She glanced over at the window and saw it was closed, turning back to him with raised brows.  “Were you cold?”  

Peeta nodded sheepishly.  “I didn’t want to disturb you, but the sheets looked a little difficult to untangle,” he said, pointing down to the foot that Katniss now noticed was the only thing keeping their covers on the bed.  “So I shut the window.”  He ran his fingers lightly along her arm.  Katniss shivered from the feeling, an amused expression crossing Peeta’s face as she did so.

“You sure you aren’t cold?” he teased, a finger now directed towards her nipples, which had peaked into tight buds at his touch.  Katniss did not answer but rather sat up swiftly and pushed her husband down onto his back, swinging herself over to straddle his hips as he laughed.  She grabbed the sketchpad still in his hands to see what he had drawn, shaking her head when she got a good look at it.

“I still can’t believe you see me this way,” she whispered, staring at the image of the woman laying asleep on her bed.  There was more serenity and beauty in this woman’s face than she’d ever seen in the mirror.  The scars that appeared traced along one side of her body were more like delicate lace than the thickened skin she hated to look at.  And the woman’s hand resting protectively over her abdomen brought her to tears.  She moved her hand up her body from the bed to mimic the drawing.  Peeta placed his on top of hers.  

“I always see you that way, Katniss.  Our daughter will too.”  

“Our daughter?”  

Peeta nodded and replied confidently, “Daughter.”  Katniss noticed the bright happiness of his eyes as he said that.  

Skimming the surface of all that he was.

The thought echoed inside Katniss’ head, joy bubbling suddenly inside her at the realization of the new horizon before them and the new layer of him she was going to get to see.  Things might never be perfect, but she would always have him.

She was ready.                  

Secret Service agents get drunk, drive through White House barricades and erase security tapes

This is unreal. A couple of members of President Obama’s personal security detail recently got drunk, got behind the wheel of a government vehicle and accidentally drove through the White House security barricades into an active bomb threat investigation. To top it all off, they then erased the security tapes that captured events. Nice.

From CNN:

Secret Service Director Joe Clancy told lawmakers in a closed-door meeting that the Secret Service may have erased surveillance video of agents driving a car through an active bomb threat investigation at the White House.
House Oversight Committee Chairman Jason Chaffetz told CNN that on Tuesday, Clancy showed him and other lawmakers two videos, one of which didn’t show much of the action.
“We inquired if there were additional tapes and angles and the director informed us that there may not be because it’s their policy to erase them 72 hours after they record, which is just unfathomable,” Chaffetz said. “I can’t think of any good reason to do that.”
“This is not your local 7-11. This is the White House,” he said.

Chaffetz said he was frustrated Clancy didn’t know if more tapes existed and wondered how two tapes survived while others might not have.
“I don’t know if we’re getting the runaround,” he said. “It doesn’t smell right.”
Secret Service spokesman Robert Hoback confirmed the agency maintains video footage at the White House for 72 hours.

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So they break their own rules, then commit a felony (probably several of them), admit to destroying the evidence, and never get arrested. I’d like to see a regular citizen to try something like that.

And isn’t it amazing how federal employees always seem to conveniently lose incriminating records (see: IRS, Hillary Clinton, etc.)? I mean, what are the odds?

Shameless Season 5 Character Wrap Up:  Ian Gallagher

(He looks just as disheartened by this turn of events as we are.) 

Previous wrap ups.

I know you guys were probably expecting Debbie, but Surprise! I’m still talking about Ian Gallagher. I honestly hadn’t planned on it, but this ask just dragged up all the bitter and I figured I’d talk a little more about how they screwed over his character and the trashy upcoming season he’ll likely be having.

Be warned:  I’ve had a few glasses of wine before writing this and am being very critical because I just watched all of Sense8 this weekend…so my standards are quite high at the moment.

TW:  Mentions of rape.

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