so much worse than last time

Reign I (Reader x Bucky Barnes)

Word Count: 1638

Summary: Royal AU: the reader is a princess next in line to take the throne. Bucky is a knight that has been put in charge of taking care of and protecting the reader. 

A/N: do you hear me gasping for air? because it’s happening. i’m so in loove with this like oh my god. i just love AUs so much! I hope you guys enjoy this! I’m thinking of making this a series? we shall see where it takes us


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anonymous asked:

Can you do one where harry is your husband and is oblivious to the fact that your "friends" Mistreat you and you just don't say anything because they're the only friends you have left And harry finds out one day and it's a lot of loving from him Pleaaaaase I'm dying to read something like this

I’m so sorry this took forever and I think it might be a piece of shit? I hope you like it though!


“True Friend”


You were sitting on the corner of the couch, surrounded by your friends who were supposed to be over for a movie night. After moving in with Harry and starting a new job, it had been pretty difficult to get to know new people. He had encouraged you to start hanging out with some girls from work so you weren’t so lonely when he was gone for the day, so you’d invited them out for dinner one night and things had progressed from there. But not necessarily in a good way.

You had always been paranoid that people didn’t like you. The slightest glare or sarcastic comment had you worrying that there was just something about you people had a problem with. However, this was different; these girls pretended they wanted to hang out when all they really cared about was belittling you. You weren’t sure if you really hadn’t caught on until recently, or if you were just in denial the whole time.

“Let’s just save the movie for another night and head to the bar!” One of them suggested, and the others cheered in agreement. Your heart sank, because you’d put a lot of planning into that movie night and hoped it would help change their minds and show them that you were just as ‘cool’ as they were.

You tried to protest, but it seemed that once the idea of getting drunk off their asses was in their minds, they weren’t going to be able to let it go.

“I mean, we can just go without you. It’s not like you’ll be much fun, since you’re in a ‘committed’ relationship and everything. I mean, you usually don’t get much attention from guys anyway.”

The way they all giggled after the last comment made you wonder what else had been said about you behind your back. As much as you didn’t want to let it affect you, their words stung. You were in an even worse mood now than you had been before, and you definitely didn’t want to spend any more time around them, so you halfheartedly told them to head out without you. They were out the door within minutes, leaving you alone to pick up the empty soda cans and rethink your idea of ordering pizza for dinner.

It wasn’t long before Harry came home, and he tentatively walked down the hallway expecting to see a big group of girls giggling on the couch. Instead, he found you curled up in a blanket alone while he tossed his keys onto the kitchen table.

“Where is everyone?”

You put on the most realistic smile you could manage, and turned around to meet his confused gaze.

“They decided to head to a bar.”

“You didn’t want to go?”

You shrugged nonchalantly, trying not to let on that anything was wrong.

“I’m just tired, that’s all. I wasn’t in the mood for drinking tonight.” You lied. You weren’t in the mood for drinking, that was true, but only because you got the feeling they didn’t want you to go anyway. Your time at the bar most likely would’ve been filled with their nasty comments, and you probably would’ve been forced to stand alone while they danced with anyone they could get their hands on.

Harry sat down next to you and cautiously placed his hand on your leg, studying the look on your face. He could tell you weren’t happy, but he didn’t really consider the fact that your 'friends’ were the reason you had seemed a little off lately. He’d believed you when you insisted that you were just stressed and overwhelmed after the move.

“Are you sure everything’s okay?” He asked.

You nodded convincingly and looked into his caring eyes. You knew you wouldn’t be able to resist breaking down if you stayed close to him much longer, so you quickly stood up off the couch before tears could well up and made your way to the kitchen before you spoke again.

“I was planning to get pizza for everyone, do you want me to order some for just us?”

He gave his approval and you were quick to dial the phone number before Harry could ask you what was wrong again. By the time you were off the phone, though, he was standing in front of you with his hands on his hips.

“Are you gonna tell me what’s going on?” He prodded. He had a serious expression on his face, but you knew by the look in his eyes that he was genuinely concerned.

“Baby, I’m fine. Just bummed I didn’t get to watch that movie.” You joked, managing a small laugh as you turned back to him and smiled.

You knew he wasn’t entirely convinced, but he could tell that you didn’t want him to press it any further. If something was really wrong, he was confident that you’d tell him whenever you were ready.

“We can still watch the movie.” He suggested quietly, not waiting for an answer before he went to spread some blankets and comfier pillows over the couch.

You managed to watch the entire movie without being distracted by the situation from earlier, but the ringtone of your phone made the bitter feeling come back again. You answered the phone as cheerfully as you could, not totally surprised when you recognized the slurred voices of the girls you were trying to forget about.

You managed to decipher their speech enough to know that they needed a ride home, and of course they hadn’t hesitated to call you and use you as their chauffer.

“I’ve gotta go pick them up, they’re wasted.” You sighed, pushing your blanket aside as you unhappily unraveled yourself from Harry’s arms.

“Do you want me to go with you?”

You quickly shook your head as you slipped on your jacket and shoes, assuring him you’d be fine and it shouldn’t take more than an hour. Truthfully, you were just afraid of what they’d say to you now that the last little sliver of good judgement had been taken away by alcohol, and you didn’t want Harry to know that the only friends you made since moving here weren’t friends at all. It was almost like you failed.

The drive to the bar wasn’t long, and as soon as it came into view you could see the familiar figures standing outside. They clumsily piled into your car, giggling while they all tried to speak at once.

“What are you wearing?” One of them asked from the back seat, and you sighed when you realized you hadn’t changed out of Harry’s shirt and sweatpants before you left. You certainly wouldn’t hear the end of it, but you hoped none of them would remember by the next morning.

“Hey, that’s Harry’s shirt! I’m surprised it fits you! He’s so thin and you’re… not.”
They all erupted in laughter and you tried to take a few deep breaths as you drove off. The entire car ride was filled with their snide comments and them constantly trying to talk over eachother’s slurs.

It seemed like it took hours to drop them all off, but you were on your way home in record time when you finally let some tears fall. You couldn’t believe these were the only people you could call friends. There was nobody else you’d met that seemed remotely interested in talking to you, and you were terrified you’d have to spend the rest of your life with no one else but those girls to spend time with.

You drove around the block a few times while you tried to calm down, but it finally become clear that you had no choice but to tell Harry. It would be much too painful to keep this inside forever, and knowing Harry, he’d probably know exactly what to do.

You unlocked the door, wiping a few tears from your cheeks but deciding you wouldn’t bother trying to hide the fact that you were upset. As you stepped inside, Harry rounded the corner.

“I made some ice cream sundaes if you want to- hey…” He immediately frowned when he saw your tear stained cheeks and sad eyes.

You sniffled as he walked over to you and tilted his head a bit while he waited for you to say something. What he didn’t expect was for you to fling yourself into him, but he was quick to wrap his strong arms around you and hold on tight.
Once your cries and sniffles had quieted down a little, he kept you tightly pressed to him while he looked down at you and spoke.

“What’s wrong?” He asked carefully, afraid to set you off into another round of crying if you tried to explain. By now, he was pretty sure he knew the source of your sadness lately but he didn’t want to push you any farther than you were ready for at the moment. You backed up to look up at him but quickly avoided his gaze.

“I think I need to talk to you about something.”

You could see him tense a little, because you knew it always scared him whenever you acted serious about things like this. You were generally a pretty laid back person, so if there was something you really needed to speak to him about, it usually meant it was a pretty big deal.

He slung his arm around you as he led you to the couch and invited you to sit on his lap. You cuddled into Harry’s chest and his arms held you close to his body, while he rested his cheek on top of your head.

“This is about the girls, isn’t it?” He finally prodded. All he got in response was a teary eyed look from you, and he knew he was right when the wetness threatened to spill down your cheeks again. He stared at you sadly, wiping a few tears that fell before you were ready to speak.

“They’re not my real friends, Harry.” You sniffled, leaning back against him as you watched for a reaction. He nodded slowly, rubbing his hand gently up and down your back.

“You could’ve told me.”

You frowned as you turned to look at him again and saw his eyes filled with complete concern and sadness.

“I know, but I just.. I have no friends, Harry!” You whined, hiding your face in his neck while the emotions seemed to hit you all over again.

If his heart wasn’t broken already, it definitely was now. Obviously he’d meant no harm when he encouraged you to make friends, and he never wanted you to feel down about yourself if things didn’t work out as expected.

“Baby, no, it’s okay. Don’t cry over them.”

He held you tight until you had calmed down again. He didn’t want to ask what was said during the car ride, and he didn’t want to know what else they’d put in your head over the past month. So you both sat in silence for a while until you finally looked up at him.

“I don’t want you hanging around them anymore, okay?”

You normally would’ve argued, but you knew you’d be much happier if you never had to see them outside of work again. Now that the barrier had been broken and Harry knew the truth about them, there was no sense in keeping up the charade that you actually enjoyed their company.

Your comment from a few minutes earlier hadn’t been forgotten; he kept hearing you say “I have no friends” over and over again in his head and it was making his heart hurt.

“And I don’t ever want to hear you say you have no friends, okay?” His voice had the sweetest, most gentle tone possible and when you opened your mouth to speak, he knew exactly what you were going to say. So when it slipped out that you really didn’t have any friends, he had the perfect response.

“You’ve got me.” He argued, pressing his lips to the top of your head.

“I know it’s not the same, but I love all the girly gossip and random stories you tell. And you know I’m always here for advice when you need it and I won’t mind those awful movies you girls watch, because I’ll always enjoy watching them with you. I know I’m your boyfriend and that’s not quite the same as being your friend, but I’m always going to be here for you, angel.”

The end of his rambling had you smiling up at him.

“You’ve always been my best friend, Harry. My true friend.”

anonymous asked:

Just wondering whether you think that 5.20 etc was planned or something they decided to do because of fan reaction? Thanks!

(I’m guessing by your use of ‘etc’ that you’re referring to Olicity’s progression?)

Not a chance. Hell no. The reunion has been 100% set in stone since before they broke up. @louiseblue1 and @jbuffyangel have explained it so well in the past, much better than I’m about to.

HOW they decided to do it, they figured out between May and August 2016, with a few addendum’s made by 5.05 was filmed. When they knew the time they wanted them to reunite (as in, at the end of a season)? Roughly when they filmed 4.16. I know there are some people who disagree, but I know the truth.

Want facts first?

Bullet point answers coming up:

-  The script for 5.19 was written before 5.14 even aired – which means they’d figured it out before the ruckus that episode 15 inspired.

-  They’ve known all season how much we dislike the LI’s: they still went ahead with them.

-  Before writing scripts for a season, they must first plan the season. Good novelists and fanfiction authors do the same for a story they know will last a while (I don’t and I suffer for it). They don’t have enough time to change things on the spot later on or mess about with the plot because of their tight schedule, which is why they write scripts for episodes that are roughly 4 episodes ahead of the ones being filmed. And then they have to make sure the episodes work with the narrative flows of the season. Advanced prep.

-  When 5.05 aired (an episode that was filmed before episode 1 aired), WM & MG both admitted that they wanted to explore Oliver and Felicity apart from each other for a bit FIRST. First. It implies that it isn’t forever. Just long enough for realisations to set in. And to drive the fandom insane.

-  Before the season started no one said they were over. Yet by season 2’s end and before season 3’s air date, WM was saying said that Oliver wouldn’t be getting back with LL or Sara because their relationships were based on the past and would never last. SA specifically said NO.

-  WM & MG have also said this season that there were a few stories they had left that they ONLY do if Oliver and Felicity weren’t together. It was the truth. Such as explore them with other people and see those relationships fail for a fundamental reason. As well as delving into Felicity’s changes and Oliver’s sin. His darkness. Facing himself. To find themselves before they can find each other.

-  This season was THE one where they could throw Olicity utterly through the blender as they explored other avenues. We didn’t have to like it but it has been implied enough times for us to know that it’s because once these two idiots get together, it’ll stick. Even through bad times. With many seasons to come - like Stephen said - they could afford to slow down.

-  Dig asked a question in episode 1 regarding Olicity that has yet to be answered because like each season there is something in the first episode that gets answered in the last. It hasn’t always been a question. It’s a device used to show progression, whether for good or bad.

Originally posted by timetravelersloth

(Now there are many themes and questions, I’m just picking one for each) Season 1: it delves right into making us wonder who Oliver Queen is, what his mission is and why. Who he’s become. And what it might cost. It ends with a man who is a survivor but not a hero, a man who tried and failed and the cost? Tommy.

Season 2: Can he be a hero in trying a different way? Answer: yes.

Season 3: It’s more of a choice than a question: The Arrow or Oliver Queen.

Season 4: Can Oliver and Felicity be together both romantically and professionally? Does Oliver have what it takes to be the light? Both answers are ‘not yet’. They’re both under a schism.

Season 5: is Felicity going to be part of Oliver’s future and can Oliver overcome what’s been hurting him for so long? Yes and yes.

With Felicity’s help.

It’s a question posed and meant to be answered by 5.23.

-  MG recently said in a tumblr answer that he and the writers view Olicity as much more than just a romance and that it was a very good thing. And it is: it means not only will they pay attention to them as a couple, they’ll give credence to the people they are. Who they’ve become. Felicity’s had more story this year than Laurel did season 1. They’re exploring her personality, whereas LL got thrown a bunch of cases to try and fail at solving and got passed around 2 men. In fact, in each season, Felicity’s story builds. THIS year, the show has explored Oliver more than anyone else but it was always with the goal in mind of truly making him a legend: the GA. This show has always been about him.

I just mentioned Laurel and season 1…

This season, in some ways, is like a fix-it. At least, it is for me. And I promise this ties into the question :)

In season 1, Oliver tried to honour his father and did so by taking his book of names of the members and associates of Tempest and making it a list of marks to hunt, intimidate, coerce or kill. To try and make Starling better this way.

Evil begets evil.

His main love interest was LL, who he’d betrayed; however, he spent the season trying – to a fashion – to find compatibility from a woman with the man he had become.

Helena was the connective thread to his darker side searching for redemption.

Mckenna was his desire for some normalcy: an ordinary, functional but caring relationship.

Laurel was his need to heal the past; to go back in time and once again be the man he used to be, the one everyone missed, the man who hadn’t made a dumbass decision that ended in death, terror and loss.

A man who couldn’t love Laurel because he was no longer the man she fell in love with. That man died in the ocean.

(To anyone who doesn’t like what I’ve just written, please re-watch episode 8: Oliver says this to a version of LL. An episode were he sees people he’s lost and feels guilt over loosing, the people he needs to leave behind because they’re haunting him. The people he couldn’t save because he wasn’t who they thought he was.)

A man who wasn’t a dutiful son. Or the amazing boyfriend who hadn’t slept around behind LL’s back. And he wasn’t Ollie. He’d never be Ollie again except to his sister. It takes 2 seasons for him to figure that out.

Right before the end of season 1, he gets the girl, aims to save the city and declares that - once he’s finished - maybe he won’t need to fight anymore.

By 1.23 he’s lost his best friend, any last chance with LL by CHOICE not circumstance, this is important, he doesn’t save the city and his mother is arrested.

What should have happened after season 1 – I’m going to focus particularly on LL – if a) Oliver wasn’t as damaged as we’ve found him out to be in season 5 and b) if KC as LL had worked, is this:

LL would have found out Oliver’s secret at the end of season 1. After Tommy’s death they would have slept other but he still would have left.

Oliver and LL would have spent up to, roughly, episode 14 of S2 being apart until they couldn’t take it anymore. Instead of sleeping with Sara, it would have been Laurel.

They’d be on and off throughout until the end of S3.

Instead of spending the whole of S2 being an addict and recovering: LL would have also been using boxing or martial arts etc to try to kick her habit and vent some of her anger and guilt at Tommy’s death. She would have become a definite target for Slade and there would have been more than one episode covering this. By the end of the season, Oliver would have started training her. Personally.

In its place, we got an LL who spent an entire season – this is going to sound super harsh - feeling sorry for herself and blaming everyone else but herself for her problems. I know that sounds bad but, she drank and popped pills to take away her pain because it was too much for her. THAT’S FINE. THAT’S UDNERSTANDABLE.

What isn’t fine, is making damn sure that whoever’s with her feels just as bad, if not worse, than she does.

Because she doesn’t just feel guilty, she feels entitled to pass judgement. As if her pain gives her a free pass. It gives no one else on the show a free pass so this isn’t a facet the audience can like.

The last time she does it is with Oliver: that argument in the hallway after she’s just hurt her father, mother, sister and ex all in one go. After she blamed Sara – like she did Oliver – for ‘ruining’ her life. For making every bad decision and every wrong turn shes made, the fault of someone else.

That’s when a character being an addict loses sympathy. The addict part isn’t a problem. It’s how the character affects the people around them. She improves afterwards but, that mark stays with her.

We accepted Thea’s drinking and substance abuse, even if she irritated us, even if she was horribly immature with it; it was understandable and acceptable. She was a teenager lashing out at the world. But they deliberately didn’t push too far with it. They did with LL. They being the writers etc.

They make her into a vigilante for her sister with some ‘I care about Oliver even though I disagree with everything he says and have become a vigilante for SARA yet - when it suits me – also because Ollie’s one too and if he can do it - even though I disagree with everything he does – then so can I’ thrown in.

Season 5 resembles this movement… but it twists it on its head and mends what was broken.

Oliver has resorted back to killing criminals, to being very much the vigilante of season 1. He’s in love with Felicity but can’t be with her because he’s hurt her terribly and there’s something fundamental that hasn’t mended. That hasn’t been fixed. Something in him.

Noticed the similarity with season 1?

He spends the season unconsciously working from the viewpoint that he is someone who infects others. Someone who killed his own happiness and didn’t save the people he cared for.

Tommy, his mother, his father, Laurel etc… Felicity’s presence by his side. She closed off her heart to him and that’s his fault.

But he tries, like in season 1, to build something. He – at Felicity’s behest – builds a bigger team. He tries to be the politician Star City deserves. He tries to move on and date. He tries not to succumb to the monster he was the year before he returned home. He tries to atone and move forwards.

Professionally he mostly succeeds. Personally, he utterly fails.

Rory has left by choice. Evelyn betrayed them by choice. Curtis has destroyed his marriage through choice.

Rene and Dinah are flourishing.

As a politician, he’s destroyed his legacy as the Arrow, even though he thought it the right choice: it’s hurt him and he doesn’t know how to come back from that.

He killed Billy, thereby once again, hurting Felicity and reminding him again that it isn’t the worst thing he’s done.

He settled for the first offer at a relationship that came along, from a woman who he knew initially thought little of him because he needed to prove to someone like that, that he wasn’t bad and could be better. And if he could convince someone like her – even as he lied and was subpar about them – then maybe, just maybe he could be worthy of more. Worthy of Felicity.

He now feels he was an idiot to even try and once he saw that for what he was, once he realised why he’d tried in the first place he dumped Snoozan in the coldest break up I’ve seen on TV in a long time.

He’s been forced to see why he destabilises everything in his life. He’s fallen to his lowest ever point.

And like with every season, Felicity will be the one to make him rise back up.

Originally posted by fponthedl

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Originally posted by jules85

Unlike season 1, Oliver and Felicity won’t have a quick 2-minute thing and then spend 3 episodes ignoring each other like he and LL had between 21 and 23 S1. 

Olicity had episode 19 to air out the big problem between them. She thinks he doesn’t trust her and he has no idea how to tell her the truth because once he does he thinks he’ll lose her love forever. They’ll have 5.20 to circle back round to each other, to have Oliver explain why he’s been acting the way he’s been acting and have Felicity be openly vulnerable to him. 5.22 it’s his b-day party and 5.23 they all end up on Lian Yu.

Not city wide attack, no loss of a best friend (Diggle), no loss of a love that’s his life and his always and his future.

Perspective will be gained as will a new life. He’ll let go of the rope around his neck: his promise to his father. He’ll FINALLY step off the island. He’ll have the girl who completes him to help him and him, her.


They would never - EVER - give THIS much simply for fan-service. It’s far too much.

Originally posted by gif-007

They aren’t that stupid. A waste of money, time and resources on pleasing some fans.

Ah, no.

Look, we know fans have some power. We know that. They listen to what we like and if enough people like something, they either look at it more closely or it’s given credence.

But it isn’t their motivation for action. And the CW guys, the directors, the producers, Warner Br’s etc: they make calls that we don’t know about BEFORE fan reactions even occur. Before they we loved Felicity, THEY fell on love with her first and asked her to be brought on for more episodes.

By seeing the scripts for season 2 and 3, we’ve had it confirmed that all the small moments between them over season 1 and 2 were created with an epic romance in mind. The break up has been coming since the beginning. We all know LL was the original LI, until they watched the pilot before it aired and realised they couldn’t re-cast their female lead.

Originally posted by ahappypace

The break up and the space between Oliver and Felicity has been deliberate and something they’ve been planning for a long time. As is their reunion. As is Oliver’s rise to glory.

All of this, the romance, has all been about Oliver becoming the GA. It has NOTHING to do with fan reaction.

Take a brief look at season 4’s narrative cues first:

They’re together, moving in with each other and getting married. All in 9 episodes. Wow. At the time I didn’t notice the speed but looking back at it, I’m super stunned I didn’t see the it until it was too late.

They rushed their progress to break them up. To give them lots of time to live differently without each other. I’ve already posted that I believe they’re aiming for 5 more seasons to reflect on the first 5. It had nothing to do with whether whoever makes the decisions likes Olicity or not; it was a piece of the story. They realised they were going to get more than 5 seasons – A LOT more. Revealing this secret child and having them work through that was probably going to happen all in one season. Until the glorious news of more seasons.

So, then they have that scene in 4.16 where Felicity says to Oliver that he would always be on that island and that, though she loves him and wants to be with him, he’ll always resort to being that person. To the man created in those 5 years away. The kind of fiancé who would make the kind of choices that would leave the ones he loves bereft, even if that wasn’t his intention. The man she loves who could one day simply leave her, because of a choice he might make.

It’s a progressive point: something for him to aim to beat. A wall to climb over. And some walls are really high and terrifying to scale.

They’re at a stale mate and a cross roads and to be honest, I understand why. As much as the patience they asked of us is wearing very thin, I get why it took so long.

They couldn’t get back together in season 4 because Felicity was right: eventually he’ll make a decision that will ruin them. And she needed to face her demons. Until he could understand himself, understand what lies at the root of his decisions, they were null.

And Oliver… well he’s the king at burying what hurts. It’s very characteristic of his character to take a full season to GET IT.

This is the core of season 5. His evolution. Stepping past that and becoming the hero Felicity has seen in him since day one.

And yet he hasn’t managed to do this without her. 

Originally posted by seeing-red-arrow

She’s a pinnacle piece of his puzzle. Their break up is at the root of what’s hurting him.

Most of his choices this season have ended in failure and/or pain. The things he’s doing as the mayor, how he’s resorted to killing once again, then openly renouncing the GA without discussing it with his team, dating SW and then dumping her like she was nothing (she was and he knows it which is why he doesn’t understand why he dated her: it was because he was lonely btw), they’ve been based on an underlying principal that he is this bad person who destroys the goodness around him. He went in search of something to prove that wrong… what he found was much worse. He found the truth: or a partial truth.

Being alone hasn’t helped him: it’s simply made him see what he was denying for years. In a very real way, it is a sickness.

But honestly, he was never EVER going to understand himself fully, was never going to see the missing pieces without Felicity Smoak.

Originally posted by ataleofthousandsplendidships

I believe 5.20 will be about this: about the revelation in 5.17 and Felicity showing him that there might be a different way to see this.

The way they’ve filmed the episode tells me they’ve put a good deal of thought and MEANING into it.

It’s sounding like the Olicity episode to end all other episodes: they’re in each scene together. It’s been made so that Felicity has to depend on him, something she’s been deliberately not doing all season. It will be brutally honest, gut wrenching and heart-warming MAYBE OTHER THINGS. 

Originally posted by allreactions

Now, WITHOUT proof, why would they do all that just to tide over a fan-base?

If the narrative flow to Olicity and their reunion wasn’t obvious to some people it’s because they were either too close to the subject or too angry at their break up. I get why. It was a crappy breakup and the length of time we’ve had to wait for the pendulum to swing back around has been almost too much – but they could never get back together until Oliver is at his lowest, until he is at a place he can fully open like he’s never been before. 

All because of her, because she’s changing his world view of her and it is certainly not in any bad way. 

And in doing this - in confessing to the one person he’s most afraid to confess to - he’ll free himself of a burden AND have what is likely going to be an amazing response from the woman he loves. Something to give him hope: a different point of view. Maybe it’s that simple. It’ll connect to their breakup. It ALL connects.

They’re tying up 5 years of story in 5 episodes, but there will be a focus on his secrets (William/his break up with Felicity) and his loose ends (the return of some major villains etc).

She’s been through something now, and she sees him in a different light — and he also sees her in a different light. There’s a lot more mutual understanding, and even though I think it’s hard to top the mutual respect they already have for each other, that goes up as well.” 

WM said this and do you see how brilliant that is?

That they’re creating a couple who no one can stand against, a couple who love, respect and admire each other the most out of everyone. A couple who understand each other enough that their future encounters are bound to fascinate us.

Like someone once said, they’re the DNA that make Arrow what it is. The essential make up now of the show.

Fan-service, they will never be. They were decided BEFORE we wanted them by Warner Bro’s, CW, the directors etc.


things that came with isak and even getting their own place:

  • them sleeping in. like a lot. even though they have to get up for school really early, isak always ends up dragging even back in bed, where they lay for another hour or so, which results in them coming fifteen minutes late for class basically every morning. but when they’re laying there, just the two of them, it’s totally worth it.
  • before they moved, isak was really excited about not having to live with noora, who would constantly tell him to wash his dishes or to pick up his dirty socks from the floor; now that they lived alone there would be no one to tell him what to do! at least, that’s what he thought. in reality, even is much worse than noora. he always wants everything to look cleaned up and whenever isak leaves dirty laundry on the floor, even always makes him pick it up, rewarding him with a kiss.
  • if they’re not out with friends partying or something like that, the nights on weekends are always spent watching movies, since even is such a big fan of them. most movies are really dramatic ones that always makes isak cry, even though he would never admit it. 
  • the last time isak tried to cook, he almost set the kitchen on fire. so from that day, even is always the one cooking for them. and he’s an amazing cook. the whole house always smells amazing when even is in the kitchen, but isak always chooses to sit on the kitchen counter, as close to even as possible. and whenever even has a second or two, isak always manages to steal a kiss, which mostly ends in even getting too into it and slightly burning the sauce.
  • after even decides to buy a bluetooth speaker, there’s always music playing. whether it’s magnus who came over and started to play that song he found a while ago, completely made out of female moans, or quality rap music that isak and even both know all the words to, there’s always music playing. 
  • neither of them really knows which clothes belongs to who anymore. they’ve shared a closet ever since even started living at the kollektiv back in december, and when they moved out they couldn’t really find a reason good enough to stop. besides, isak doesn’t really mind if his shirt smells like even.
  • the walls being kinda thin, so they keep getting visits from the homophobic elderly couple living next door, who tells them to keep it down at night, and that “two boys should not be doing those kind of things”. even usually just slams the door in their faces, since he knows that these kinds of comments still makes isak very anxious.
  • even helping isak with his homework!! even though they’re both very aware of the fact that even doesn’t really have straight a’s, so to say, even is still the very first person isak turns to if he has a question. and some nights, when isak has been studying way too poorly and the test is in like two days, even makes sure to stay home the whole night to quiz isak. when he gets enough and starts to get grumpy, even throws the book away and starts kissing isak all over.
  • make out sessions. lots of them. the movie they’re watching starting to get boring? make out session. even cooking an amazing meal for isak? make out session. neither of them being able to sleep? make out session.
  • even didn’t bring a lot of things from his old apartment to their new one. the only trace of evens old room are som posters of rappers, some souvenirs from trips he’s made, and, of course, the guitar. he loves just sitting beside isak on the couch while he’s on his phone, serenading him with songs that are way too cliche, and also trying to impress isak with some of the rap songs he’s learnt. 
  • even loves to draw, so he draws almost constantly. one of his favorite objects to draw is, obviously, isak. he loves do catch isak doing or saying something funny, and immediately making a drawing out of it. isak always complains about it being pieces of papers and drawings all over their place, but to be honest, he doesn’t mind at all.
  • …and also, if even can’t come up with something to draw, he loves to write isak little love notes(where he usually just writes stuff like *du er digg*, and then bombs the paper with hearts)on stickies that he puts where it’s most likely for isak to find them.
  • their apartment is rather small, so no matter where they chose to be, they’re basically always together. but despite this, they always somehow manages to be in the same room. they don’t necessarily have to do something together, they’re just always in the same room. if isak is doing his homework in the kitchen, even is on the chair next to his, watching youtube silently on his phone. if even is watching one of his favorite documentaries that isak absolutely can’t stand, isak is still laying there, with his head in evens lap, trying to solve a rubiks cube.

This story is for @taylor-tut, who requested:

Hey! <3 I would LOVE to see a fic if it’s not too much trouble with maybe Lance with nightmares keeping him awake all night every night and getting SUPER exhausted, and Keith is like “if you don’t get this sorted out, you’re gonna crash.” Where it goes from there is up to you! Thanks in advance <3

So of course I took it in my own weird and overly-emotional direction. Here you go, I hope you enjoy!

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Possible plot lines for Dragon Age 4

A Second Qunari War: It’s been hinted since Origins. Sten’s straight-up statement that one day the Qunari would invade Thedas again. The Arishok’s dying promise that one day the Qunari would return. Iron Bull’s 100% confidence that one day his people would attempt to conquer Thedas. We all know that the Qunari want to conquer all of Thedas and are more than capable of doing so, especially after centuries of isolation in which to plan.

The Tevinter Slave Rebellions: Dorian made it quite clear that he wants The Imperium to change. When he first moved into Haven he stated that he, to a degree, condoned slavery but a lot happened after that. His opinion must have changed, his must want to change his homeland in more ways than just the politics. And then there’s Fenris. His time with Hawke changed him. He’s grown. He’s the kind of person who wants to bring about change. The type who’d start a rebellion.

Grey Warden Civil War: According to the epilogue of Inquisition, the southern Wardens have broken off relations with Weisshaupt and there are rumours of a civil war brewing between the Wardens.

The Ancient Magisters: Coypheus was one, The Architect perhaps a second. Surely there must be more.

A Double Blight: There are two Old Gods still alive: Razikel and Lucasen. That means two more possible Blights. Coincidentally, there’s been rumours ever since DA2 of a Blight in The Anderfels. Three or four Wardens managed to stop the Fifth Blight and there are over a thousand Wardens in The Anderfels. So what could be the problem? Well, like I said, two Old Gods remain. What’s to say both can’t rise as Archdemons at the same time?

The Return of the Elven Gods: Mythal lives, Flemeth as her host. Fen'Harel has been alive this whole time. This all points to something much larger than just an old witch and an elven Somniari causing trouble. ‘Our gods saw him as a brother, and they trusted him when he said that they must keep to the heavens while he arranged a truce’. Fen'Harel allegedly sealed the elven gods in 'the heavens’. Last time I looked, the heavens were a little… worse for wear. So Corypheus says The Maker doesn’t live inside The Black City? Well someone has to and if me and my friends were banished to 'the heavens’, we’d move into the nice big castle there for us. The Inquisitor can patch up the hole in the sky all they like but I’m sure there’s still room to squeeze through.

Dragon Apocalypse: According to Yavana, the dragons have a queen. That implies some form of organisation. Centuries ago dragons were hunted nearly to extinction, then one appears out of the blue during the Fereldan Rebellion, and now suddenly there are thousands of High Dragons scattered all across Thedas? A little too rapid an expansion for me to believe it was entirely natural. Besides, what better finale storyline for a game called Dragon Age?

Earth 2 Harrison Wells x Reader – Nightmare

Imagine having a horrible nightmare about Zoom and Harry comforting you.

Note: I’m so sorry for not posting for more than a week, I didn’t really have a lot of time to write and it’ll probably get even worse in the upcoming 3 weeks. I’ll still try to post as much as I can but I promise that after I (hopefully lol) successfully graduate, there will be a lot of fics coming up!
(Still working on the part 2 of my last fic!)
Gif not mine.

Harry has always warned you, all of you, about how dangerous Zoom can be and what he’s capable of.

You knew that Barry isn’t ready. Not yet. You knew that somewhere deep down inside. He still had to get better, faster, stronger. But the clock was ticking, time was running out. And desperate times call for desperate measures.

Fighting Zoom that night was a horrible idea and you couldn’t stop blaming yourself. Barry shouldn’t have faced him. Not alone at least.

You could have stopped him. You should have.

And now Barry was stuck in a wheelchair barely able to walk.

Zoom’s power was much greater than you imagined and it was hard to believe that he thing under the mask is still human.

How were you supposed to beat him now? Without Barry. Was it even possible?

It was driving you crazy. You barely even slept anymore. And when you finally did, you woke up screaming. The few past night were horrible and this one was no different.

You opened you eyes wide, breathing heavily, heart pounding in the state of emergency.

After a second of massively intense panic you realized it was all just a dream.

Just a dream.

The same as always. All over again. You see Zoom fighting Barry that night again. But this time the red speedster doesn’t make it out alive.

Quickly glancing around you made you realize you fell asleep on that tiny little sofa in your workshop once more. You sit up drawing your knees closer to your chest and laying your head on top of them as you started sobbing quietly.

It was okay to cry, right? There was no one there after all. Just you and the darkness. So you thought. You didn’t even notice the sound of the door opening.

„Y/N, did you see my-“

The familiar voice forced you to look up meeting the gaze of the genius scientist. You wanted to say something … but you couldn’t.

Even though the room was pretty dark, there was enough light for him to notice the state you were in. Red, tear-rimmed eyes, with watery streak falling down your cheeks.

„Y/N … are you alright?“ Harry asked gently as he came closer and leaned over to wipe the tears away from your face.

You weren’t used to that side of him. And you definitely didn’t want him to see you like this. But you simply couldn’t stop the tears rolling down one after another.

He didn’t really need an answer as he could pretty easily tell that you were not alright.

„Come here.“ He said softly as he picked you up in his arms, you instantly wrapping your legs around his waist and burying your head in his shoulder as he held you.

He knew exactly where you had your music since he spent quite some time here lately as Cisco couldn’t stand Harry’s habit of throwing stuff around when he was pissed off.

He pushed the little button and a song started to play. Probably one of your favourites.

You had no idea where he was going with all this but you couldn’t complain, it was actually really nice. You finally felt like you could let go.

You tangled your arms around his neck and let the tears pour down your face once again, your voice muffled as you pressed yourself tight against his shoulder.

He didn’t say anything. He was just there for you. Gently stroking your back with one hand and slowly sliding his fingers through your hair with the other one as he swayed lightly on his feet.

None of you said a word, uncertain about how much time has passed.

„.Harry?…“ You finally spoke. „Can I ask you something?“

„Hmm?“ He nodded. There was a surprise in his voice but you could see the relief in his eyes when he noticed you were feeling slightly better.

„… why are you being so nice to me?“

You couldn’t tell for sure because of the dark but you could swear his cheeks colored, subtly, but still, as he averted your gaze for few seconds before looking back.

„… because I care about you.“

A genuine smile appeared on your face.

„I care about you, too.“

He seemed like didn’t expect such answer at first but he smiled back, with a real smile, a smile you haven’t seen from him before.

„Come on, you’re not sleeping alone tonight.“ He whispered as he kissed you forehead softly before you could embarrass him any further.

—Next morning—

„Harry, HARRY! We’ve got a proble-“ Cisco screamed out as he rushed in through the door. „ … ou. Sorry.“

„Did you guys like … sleep together?“

„No. Well, yes, we did sleep together … but we didn’t sleep together …“ Harry tried to explain but failed miserably.

You couldn’t help but let out a laugh.

„He’s trying to say we didn’t make out.“

„… yet.“ Cisco added winking at you causing you face to turn red.

Horoscopes by Gil Hizon - Week of May 14 - 20, 2017

Maybe it’s Maybelline. Or not.

TAURUS (April 20 – May 20)

So I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but bitches have been walking all over you these past few weeks. And I’m unsure as to why you haven’t done anything about this shit. Are you trying to figurr out how much you can withstand, as a test of your strength and endurance? Gurl, there are other ways to do that without compromising your dignity. Save it for CrossFit, queen.

GEMINI (May 21 – June 21)

You can’t hide the fact that you’re feeling left out, GEM. As conniving as yo ass iz, bitches can sense despair from your maneuveral language and facial scrunchies. But just because hos are moving forward with their own thangs it don’t mean that you’re being unproductive. Everyone has a different journey on this earth. Focus on your own lane, queen!

CANCER (June 22 – July 22)

When the bitches of Shady Pines start coming for yo ass, you will not get a fair warning. Getting sucked into their cyclone of shade can happen real fast, but if you focus hard enough, you’ll find fleeting pockets of escape which you can take advantage of. Don’t be fooled by the impact of the fuckery these queens are capable of. They’re more bark than bite.

LEO (July 23 – August 22)

A moment of jubilation will not last long once you get into the trenches of your so-called reward. As a new world opens up, you’ll be quick to figure out the new shitshows that come with it. This is all part of the game of life, and the one thing you can take solace from is that a lot of hos have it much worse. Take the time to feel blessed, but be ready to roll up them sleeves, gurl!

VIRGO (August 23 – September 22)

It seems like the more bitches you add to your equation, the slower your progress goes. Normally, I’d frown upon your “why do I always have to do errvything” attitude, but this week, you are really gonna have to step in and do that shit yoself. No one is to be trusted with details, because hos be trippin on the mechanics of certain tasks. It’ll take a lot out of you, but in the end, it’ll all be worth it.

LIBRA (September 23 – October 22)

Bitch, this week, you’re gonna feel the collective brunt of demanding bitches who have had it with your procrastinatory bullshit. I feel bad for all the yelling you’re about to put up with, but at some point, you’re gonna have to look in the mirror and ask yourself if your ways of doing shit are effective enough to take you through to the next round. If not, then you gotta evolve, queen.

SCORPIO (October 23 – November 21)

When it comes to the day-to-day realities of your job, you really do have a system, gurl, even though to the rest of us, you look like a flailing drag queen with a wonky eyelash. I think it would help us understand you better if you just offered an explanation to your methods. This way, we’ll know if your actions are normal, or a cry for help.

SAGITTARIUS (November 22 – December 21)

For the hundredth time: There is a HUGE disconnect between your pure intentions and the delivery of your words. To summarize: You a blunt bitch. And that shit has got to stop. I know you’re not into spending time sugar coating your opinions, but can’t you at least fucking try? Practice makes perfect, darling, and the more you are conscious of how your comments affect others, the more you’ll make an effort in mitigating its possible negative effects. Don’t make us put a muzzle on you.

CAPRICORN (December 22 – January 19)

The shoulder pads are back, which means that you’re bitchier and nastier than ever. This week, as you ascend to the top of your career food chain, no bitch is sacred. No obstacle is unsurmountable, and anyone who tries to get in your way will get annihilated. But henny, someone up top is watching your every goddamned move. Think about that while you rip Patty (from acquisitions) a new asshole.

AQUARIUS (January 20 – February 18)

Gurl, I know that to you, it feels like you’re doing a great job playing catch up with your responsibilities and obligations, but to other bitches, you’re not doing enough. It’s okay to ignore what people are expecting of yo ass, but if you’ve made a promise to certain queens, fulfilling that shit will strengthen their respect for you. And it’s not like you have to go above and beyond. To these hos, the minimum requirement is all they need.

PISCES (February 19 – March 20)

As we watch you sail through the sky, riding your gay-ass unicorn, we’re thinking to ourselves that we have lost you to an alternate reality. But, whatever your journey may end up being like, know in your heart that even if you come back busted, we’ll still be here to take you in and fix yo ass. It’s the least we can do for all the shit you’ve done for us.

ARIES (March 21 – April 19)

Whatever your doubts may be about a certain situation, know that there are bitches around you who will have your back, no matter what. Voicing your wants and desires has never been more important than now, because all your best hos are listening. But if all that’ll come out of your mouth are whining and complaining, these queens will turn on you so fast your head will spin. So be wise about how you utilize your gurls.

(DISCLAIMER for all entries: This is all a shitshow!)

For more Horoscopes By Gil Hizon, click here, gurl!

Forgotten Secrets

So here’s a silly little fic I wrote for things you said at 4am for my wonderful, friend who unwittingly chose the prompt for me. Thank you to all you wonderful people who have liked/reblogged the little things I’ve written so far. It honestly means so much to me. 

Things you said on the phone at 4am | msr fluff 

Scully can’t say she was entirely surprised to see Mulder rather closely resembling hell as she walked into the basement on Tuesday morning and she certainly wasn’t offended at the groan he omitted at the sight of her. She’d been humming obtusely in a rather un-Scully-like manner and had placed the Starbucks cup down in front of him with more vigour than strictly required, earning her a scowl from her partner which did nothing but make her laugh brightly. She was pretty sure this is the opposite of his desired effect.

“Can’t you turn the volume of your hair down or something? It’s way too bright”

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such great heights — part three

“Oh.” Harry pressed his lips together. “Was just thinking that maybe we should have a party.”

Kimber raised a brow. “A party?”

“Yeah.” Harry nodded. “Like, a proper celebration for you moving in and all.”

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gif request meme: once upon a time + favourite platonic relationship (requested by @couragedetoiles + @faithandfearcollide)

red snow: “I think you need to do what makes you happy.” “Really?” “You are my friend. What else could I possibly want for you? It doesn’t mean I’m not gonna miss you.” “Not as much as I’ll miss you.”

kissmeimalicia  asked:

Could you write Viktor, Guang Hong and Leo surprising their s/o by picking them up at the airport after they have been away on a long business trip? Thank 😁

Ugh these types of moments are wonderful ;-; I cherish the airport reunion troupe like a religion. It’s so cute and I simply loved writing this. Thank you for the requests; I hope you enjoy~ ((This got kind of long, so I put Leo and Guang Hong under the cut to save time for people scrolling by))

[Viktor Nikiforov]

  • The last few weeks have been extremely lonely for you and your boyfriend, since you’ve been on a lengthly and important business trip
  • and you may or may not have had to keep yourselves somewhat content by engaging in phone sex every few days but hey whatever gets you through it
  • But the day has finally come, and you’re stepping into the terminal of the airport and ready to go home to see Viktor
  • You remember that you promised Viktor that you would call him as soon as you landed and pull out your phone to dial his number
  • You keep a fast pace while you hold your phone to your ear to get to the luggage carousel, ready to get the hell out of there
  • you feel so stressed and worn down and you have to carry all of your shit and U G H you’re ready to die
  • Viktor answers the phone right away and you know he was waiting around for your expected call; you tell him about your flight, but you can’t help but notice how loud everything sounds on his end of the phone
  • “Ah, sorry, (Y/N). There’s a lot of people here. Oh, damn, that person is so beautiful. Oh my god. (Y/N), I think I’m seeing an angel…”
  • “Viktor? Where are you? Are you hitting on someone else? Who is it? What are you—?!“
  • You’re cut off when a pair of strong arms wrap around your waist from behind and lift you off of the ground
  • A scream nearly leaves your mouth, but Viktor’s laugh invades your eardrums and his familiar scent fills your nostrils
  • i am willing to bet millions of dollars that he wears expensive-ass designer cologne imported from other countries js
  • He releases you and turns you around, and you’re greeted with his familiar eyes, smile, and hair; it’s the most comforting sight you’ve ever seen
  • You throw your arms around him, hugging him tight and peppering kisses on his face wherever you can reach
  • “I see you missed me, love. I missed you more. Let’s go home and make up for the time we lost, shall we?”
  • Viktor carries your luggage and things all the way to his car, insisting that you relax and rest after your long trip
  • You allow yourself to doze off in the front seat while Viktor safely escorts you home, holding your hand across the console the entire drive home

[Yuri Katsuki]

  • Being as anxiety-ridden as he is, this whole trip has made him nervous and anxious ever since you left, and you can say you’ve felt the same for the last few days
  • It’s only been about a week or so, but Yuri is worried about being separated from you and he misses you with all of his heart
  • And you feel the same, but the exhausting feeling increases ten-fold as soon as you step off of the airplane and into the airport
  • and you’re so anxious to get home but you look at your phone quick and yuri texted you and told you how much he loves you ;-; that alone is a good enough reason to push through and get home
  • You go through the airport in a haze, collecting your luggage and dragging it out to the sidewalk without much recollection of how far you’ve actually walked since getting off of the airplane
  • You do your best to hail a cab, but no drivers seem to stop for you, and you become frustrated quickly
  • and honestly ???? you’re debating just walking home because you just want to see your damn boyfriend already
  • Finally, a cab driving rather erratically pulls up to the curb, and you gratefully open the back door and throw your luggage onto the seat and crawl in after it
  • Once the door is closed, you tap on the window separating you from the driver rather to tell them your destination
  • The window opens, revealing the sweet, blushing face of your boyfriend who is sitting in the passenger seat of the cab with a dumb smile on his face
  • You yell his name and throw your arms though the window, eagerly touching his face and hair that you missed so much
  • he wishes he could hug you but of course he couldn’t sit in the back or that would ruin the surprise, so he just hold your wrists and laughs at your excitement
  • “Ah, (Y/N), I missed you so much and I love you! You’re tired, yeah? Don’t worry, we’ll get you home safe and then we can relax.”
  • You raise your eyebrows because you are unsure of who ‘we’ is referring to, but the window opens a bit wider to reveal Viktor sitting in the driver’s seat
  • Yuri quickly exist the vehicle and joins you in the back seat, though you have to practically sit in his lap because your luggage is taking up so much room.\
  • “Don’t worry, (Y/N), you and Yuri will be home soon, and you can continue your reuniting ritual in private, okay?”
  • Viktor winks at the both of you with a flip to his bangs before closing the window and driving off, leaving you and Yuri blushing in the backseat while you hold each other in your arms

[Yuri Plisetsky]

  • Even though Yuri is a hard-ass and is always acting emotionally detached and independent, the last few weeks have really taken a toll on his sanity
  • He misses you more than anything, and he’s been spending a bit too much time in his room while he awaits your arrival
  • You’re eager to see him to, and you bounce anxiously on your toes while you wait for you luggage to come around the carousel
  • and you’re tired enough as it is but like just wait lmao it’s gotta get worse before it gets better so oops sorry hun
  • You glance at your phone and see a notification that your Lyft driver has cancelled, and you no longer have a ride home
  • Internally, you panic because you have no idea how long it’ll be before you can get home to see your precious Yura
  • You hurriedly grab your suitcase as soon as you see it and bolt outside, hoping to get on the phone and get a ride as soon as possible
  • you want call yuri but ???? it’s super late at night and he might be sleeping so he can be more awake once you come home like f U cK
  • You sit on a bench and go to Lyft, hoping to be able to find another ride this late at night, but your hopes are not up
  • It takes a few minutes, but you’re able to find a ride; you don’t even look at the driver’s profile before accepting it
  • Less than ten minutes later, a blue car pulls up to the curb where you’re sitting, and you eagerly get up and open the door to the back seat
  • You drop your suitcase to the sidewalk in shock when you see your Yura sitting in the back seat of the car with a variety of snacks and a fairly large cat stuffed animal
  • and you’re so excited that you drop all of your shit on the ground and pounce on your boyfriend like lmao you were so SCARED BUT NOW IT’S OKAY
  • Yuri’s grandpa is driving, and you’re surprised you didn’t recognize his vehicle; you’ve been in it many times before
  • You get yourself and your belongings situated and cuddle right up to Yuri, and he accepts your embrace by molding his body against yours
  • “This was all Grandpa’s idea, (Y/N). Sorry if we scared you, but this whole thing was planned. Don’t worry now, though, we’ll get home and rest for a while. Does that sound good?”
  • You nuzzle your face into his jacket and relax into your boyfriend’s body heat, drifting off now that you and your love are reunited

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eva + vilde + sleep over

  • seeing p. chris and eva stuck to each others faces at every single moment has been messing with vildes brain but she just isn’t sure why exactly
  • maybe because eva is her friend and chris has shown he’s an untrustworthy asshole??? and she deserves so much much better???
  • or maybe maybe maybe its bc of the butterflies she has when she sees eva smile or recognises her amazing hair between all the other people or maybe its because…
  • but vilde doesn’t want to think about that. it gets too real and she’s not sure enough of her feelings yet (or of herself for that matter)
  • + there’s also the fact that eva is very much in a thing with chris right now
  • but one night when vilde has been drinking just a little bit too much and she’s the only one left at eva’s and they’re laying in her room, both taken up in their own thoughts she blurts it out
  • “i think about kissing you a lot”
  • and there’s silence and more silence and more silence
  • and vilde is starting to panic because what did she just say???????? did she really just say that????????

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Fatherhood - John Shelby

John 37 & 45 with John would be amazing!

From this prompt list:

45) “You’re getting a vasectomy. That’s final.” (Changed to “You’re getting castrated. That’s final.”… ‘cause 20′s…)

37) “Welcome to fatherhood.”


“That bloody nurse hasn’t left me alone for the past week and know I’m in labour she’s nowhere to be found!” I scream. “Where is she?”

I’m leant over the chair in our bedroom and John’s rubbing my back slowly, he’s trying to comfort me but he’s not applying nearly enough pressure, so it’s just bloody annoying.

“I don’t know baby… but is this normal? Should it be this bad?”

“Just go and find her, please! Our house isn’t that big there’s only so many places she can be!”

John hovers a little, obviously trying to decide if he should leave me.


“I umm… I might have told her to take the day off…”

“You did what!”

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anonymous asked:

Okay. So you just did hc's for how RFS + 3 make up with MC after a fight and that was wonderful. But what about BEFORE they're ready to make up? Who retains their saltiness the longest? Who gets petty? Who acts sad because they assume (Zen) the relationship is over every time they fight over whether 2% or 1% milk is better? Thank you!!!

*still playing “Mad” by Ne-Yo in my head*

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Period Emergency Kit

Originally posted by atravelgirl

Pairing: Grant Gustin x Reader

Summary: Grant understanding his girlfriend’s monthly problems.

Word count: 1.004

A/N: Just another shot, full of fluff and sweet things. I hope you like it.
I am sorry if I haven’t post anything in these previous days, I’ve been busy and my holidays are over soon. I have lots of home work to do. I am writing my pending requests in my ask too and I excuse myself if I am taking so long to post them. I am really sorry, hope you understand my struggles.

- G. x

Warning: (Y/F/D/F) is Your Favourite Disney Film and (Y/H/C) is Your Hair Colour.

It was your week of the month and your monthly visitor has arrived when you least expected it, your menstrual cycle wasn’t always regular so you never knew it when you’ll start to bleed.

Unfortunately, you were at work and you had too much stuff to do: finish your photoshoot, go to your meeting with your managers and go on a date with your loyal and precious boyfriend, Grant Gustin. He was as busy as you did and he had some shootings to finish for the Flash’s new episodes and he had some crossovers with Stephen and Melissa too.

You just had too much work to do and you tried to finish everything while you’re bearing with your stomach cramps and back ache. At the end, it’s always like this. You have to bear every pain in your life.

You thought that being a famous model with period cramps was the worst thing that could ever happen to you. You are suffering, but still you have to smile and be serious, pretending that nothing is happening inside you.

In short words, emotionally you’re fine, but physically you’re bruised.

You were lucky to have some little breaks and you somehow had a chance to put a hot water bottle on your stomach to relieve the pain for a little while.

“What’s wrong, (Y/N)?” Your manager, Laurent, has asked you as he noticed that you were curled up like a ball on the couch of your changing room.

“Laurent,” You bit your lip as the cramp came back again and the sting this time is worse than the ones you had before. “it’s just some girly things.”

“Oh, do you want to go home directly after your photoshoots?” He suggested and your eyes grew wide as you heard his proposal. Laurent always cared for your health and safety, you knew that it wasn’t a problem for him.

“Yes, please.” You nodded repeatedly and he typed a message on his phone, as if he was informing someone.

After that conversation with Laurent, you had your last shots and then he brought you back home. You thanked him so much for understanding your situation and he told you to get better soon.

As you arrived home, you quickly plopped yourself into your comfortable black couch and curled yourself in a ball, trying to ease the pain for millionth time now. As you waited for the pain to go away, you let your eyes shut close and you drifted in your sleep in a jiffy.

You were roaming in your dream world as you felt a kiss on your forehead, followed by a sweet and gentle caress. You slowly opened your eyes and it revealed you your boyfriend’s handsome face, two green beautiful eyes staring at you.

“Grant.” You called his name groggily, still feeling tired and sleepy.

“Good evening, baby.” He smiled at you and you gave him a weak smile. “Do you still have your period cramps?” Laurent informed him surely.

“Just a little bit.” He put his warm right hand on your abdomen and he touched it lightly. He left his sweet touch and you slightly felt better. “Thank you, babe.”

“No problem.” He then stood up and he got your favourite soft blankets. He tucked the blankets in your body, assuring himself that you wouldn’t be cold. “Hang in there, love. I’ll just get you something.”

“Alright.” You smiled at your boyfriend’s sweet gesture. He knows how to be emphatic and he understands what you’re going through, he may never experience it, but he knows the pain.

You waited for him and he got back with a personalized big shoe box in his hand. You slowly sat up, still covering your body with the blanket. He sat beside you and he gave you the box.

“Thank you?” You said confused. You opened the box and your eyes widened in surprise and excitement. You quickly kissed Grant on his cheek. He looked at you and he smiled widely for your reaction, he admired you for your childish but cute reaction. He loves you so much whenever you act like that, because it means that you’re really happy during that moment.

You quickly rummaged into the box and looked at its contents. There were different Disney films, obviously, your favourite was one of them, some junk food to satisfy your cravings, some dark chocolate bars for your cramps, a heating pad, a bottle full of pain relievers, some pads and tampons if you ever run out of them.

“Thank you, love.” You exclaimed happily. You hugged him and put the box on the huge glass centre table.
“I am happy that you liked it.” He pressed a kiss on your lips.

“Of course, I do.” You nodded. “I appreciate everything that you do.”

“Aw,” he was flattered for your sweet words. “thank you.”

“No,” you shook your head. “thanks to the best boyfriend in this world and that’s you.”

“Bluffer.” You both laughed loudly. “So, cooking’s on me tonight and then we’re having a lazy night.”

“Yes, please.” You clapped your hands for happiness. It makes you happy whenever Grant cooks for you, even though he always leaves a massive mess in the kitchen. “Thanks.”

“So, what Disney film are we watching tonight?” He asked even though he knew perfectly which your answer was.

“(Y/F/D/F), of course. What a question to ask!” You answered it as if the answer was really obvious.

“I had no doubts.” He winked as he leant in to give you a sweet and passionate kiss.

“I love you.” You whispered in his ear when you both broke the kiss.

“I love you more, baby.” He hugged you tight as he played with your (Y/H/C) hair.

You were so happy to have Grant in your life and you thank him for being by your side whenever you need him the most. He may not be a superhero like The Flash, but for you he’ll be a superhuman and you thank him for that.

The Aftermath Of Murder

On March 12th, a teenage girl from my town went missing on her walk to school. Leona Joy Vans was 15, a cute kid who played clarinet for the high school band and volunteered at the nearby animal shelter on weekends. She dreamed of going to college for music and getting a position with an orchestra. It was impossible not to know these things, her parents were all over the news for days, pleading with anyone to come forward with information, but it seemed like no one had seen or heard anything.

Search parties were organized, a few of which I joined along with my mother and brother, and the town was thoroughly combed for the girl. We walked through woods, divers dragged the nearby lakes, and cadaver dogs sniffed their way in circles, but there was no sign of Leona.

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Unpopular Tiberias VII Opinion

(I really didn’t want to post this, but I felt like I had to now…)

I’m finally posting this because I feel people are judging Cal way too much after what he did in KING’S CAGE. And before you think that this is some sort of double standard post where men and boys are glorified and women and girls are hated, no, because I do acknowledge Cal’s flaws (and stupid decisions and broken promises) and Mare’s strengths (and ability to keep her principle intact) especially after KING’S CAGE. This is simply looking at and analyzing Cal as a character and a love interest in YA.

I’ve always been very vocal about my love for Tiberias Calore VII since the beginning. Thief. Obviously. You see, Cal is like my Diana Farley in terms of how much I love these fictional characters. They’re both very close to my heart. Though, of course, I’d still choose Farley over Cal in a heartbeat if I have to. There are so many reasons I love Cal, and among those is, actually, his imperfection. His flaws. While I’ve always loved and cheered for Cal and prayed for his safety and survival throughout the series, I’ve never once thought of him as perfect. Because he’s not and has never been.

I see a world on the edge of a blade. Without balance, it will fall. When we first met Cal in RED QUEEN, he implied through that statement that to him balance meant Silvers on top, Reds in the bottom. It was very much implied that he wouldn’t change a single thing regarding that system once he became king, probably because it was the done thing, it was what he’d been taught, and it was what he believed in. He had dutifully killed God knows how many Reds all his life but felt extremely reluctant to kill Silvers, who, by the way, turned their backs on him and branded him as traitor, in GLASS SWORD and KING’S CAGE. And worst of all, he promised Mare that he wouldn’t leave, that he wouldn’t go back, only to break his promise (and her heart and his also) when he was offered his crown back. See how imperfect he is? His imperfection is exactly one of the top reasons I love Cal, because he’s clearly so different from most male love interests in YA who are idealized a little too much that it makes the heroines’ flaws more defined. His imperfection is what makes him real and vulnerable. The fact that he’s not only a love interest but also a character on his own makes me love him ten times more. Here in the RQ universe, both the heroine and the hero are equally flawed, and the fact that they are makes them more relatable to the readers. At least that’s how it works for me.            

But Cal’s views on certain things have changed after staying with the Scarlet Guard. At least he said so, and I want to believe him. Granted, his words are contradicted by the fact that he didn’t really like mingling with Reds (other than Mare, of course), but could you really blame him for isolating himself from the people who hated him for what his ancestors and fellow Silvers had done yet feared him for what he could possibly do? People keep saying Cal chose the crown for power. Even Evangeline and Mare think so. But I don’t think so. I do believe he chose the crown because he believed the power that came with it would allow him to change things. Then if done successfully, he could go back to Mare and live with her in peace. It was stupid, and he knew it himself, but maybe to him that was the only way he could see that would enable him to do things according to his plans. And honestly in terms of practicality, he’s right. How he would be able to do that with the presence of powerful and power-hungry Silvers left and right who want the old ways is another story. I’m only putting emphasis on what his true purpose is for choosing the crown over the girl he has claimed to love and want and want more than anything else in the world.

I want to give Cal the benefit of the doubt. I just feel it’s quite unfair for people to judge him way too much, way too early. A few even switched gears from Cal to Maven real fast, like where’s the trust and faith? But what’s worse than all this is people doubting his love for Mare. You may doubt his reason for the choices he made all you want, but please never doubt his love for Mare because he’s proven how true and real it is for so many times, and who knows, he may just prove it again one last time in the final book. No one can really tell. The ball is in Cal’s court now, and it’s up to him to prove them (even Mare, especially Mare) right or wrong. Also, keep in mind that if there’s one thing Cal inherited from House Jacos, specifically from his mother, it’s none other than kindness.


(Requested by Anon)

You approached the doors of the throne room, a shiver shooting down your spine. Here goes nothing Y/N. You did want to be a part of this after all. Just don’t mess up and then they won’t eat you.

The doors opened and you entered, keeping your head down so you didn’t seem too confident. The number one rule of being a human in the Volturi castle was not to piss off the vampires who dwelled there.

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