so when it's given without me expecting it it makes me feel really grateful

Treat You Right

Fandom: Teenage mutant ninja turtles
Characters: Donnie, Leo
Relationship: Donnie/reader
Request: Jealous Donnie! I love the way you write him when hes jelly.
You skipped into the lair, a massive grin on your face as you instantly headed for the lab where Donnie would likely be.
You had arranged last week that the two of you were going to sneak into one of the library’s after hours. Donnie would be able to disarm the security and the two of you could get some new books which you were excited about.
“I wouldn’t do that, if I were you.” Raph called after you, making you frown in confusion.
“Why?” You asked, turning to look at Raph who had just come out the Dojo.
“Hes been in a foul mood for the last few days.” Raph shrugged.
“What did you do?” You asked with a raised eyebrow and a slight smirk.
“Nothing. No one has. Don’t know whats got into him.” Raph shrugged before turning and heading back into the Dojo.
You shrugged off his warning. Even when Donnie was fuming a his brothers, you could always calm him down. He had a soft spot for you and you assumed he would be excited about to night because it meant he could get away from his brothers for a bit.
You hadn’t spoke to Donnie for a few days now but that was only because you had been busy. You had been out on a blind date on of your friends set you up on. You had only went because they wouldn’t stop pestering you about it but the second the date was over, you called them to say you werent attracted to the guy which they accepted it. They guy was called Thomas and he had been a dickhead all night. He constantly talked about himself and when he did speak about you, he was giving you ‘constructive criticism’ like “oh, you should wear more makeup” and “you should change your hair colour” and the deal breaker “do you really want to order the pizza with those thighs?”. Needless to say you ordered the pizza and ate it all without caring because you were more attracted to that than to the asshole in front of you.
You had been nervous about the date for a few weeks, only because you didn’t know the person.
As you approached the lab, you pushed the door open.
“Donatello?” You called out, expecting to hear a chuckle from somewhere in the lab and him to appear, shaking his head at you using his full name.
But there was nothing.
You ventured further into the lab, looking for him but nothing.
Frowning, you left the lab and went to his bedroom, knocking 3 times before entering. He wasn’t there either.
You searched the lair top to bottom but there was no sign of him so you went to Leo who was training with Raph in the dojo.
“Have you guys seen Donnie? We were meant to go to the library but I cant find him.” You frowned, glancing over the Dojo to check he wasn’t there.
“No, I haven’t seen him in a few hours. Have you tried his phone?” Leo asked. You smiled and fished in your bag for your phone as you left the Dojo. Once you found Donnies number, you called it. But it went to voice mail.
“Hey, Donnie. Its [y/n]. um, where are you? We were going to go to the library tonight, remember? Give me a call back when you get this.” You left him a voicemail, hoping he was okay.
Maybe he had went to the library. Had he maybe mentioned that he would meet you there and you hadn’t been paying attention?
You instantly headed there, running across the roofs to the library. You were grateful for the training the brothers had given you over the years. You were nearly as agile and strong as them but still not quite there yet.
Once you got onto the roof, you searched every inch of it but didn’t find your friend.
Getting your phone out again, you sent Donnie a text basically saying the exact same thing as you had said in your voicemail and that you were at the library now.
Putting your phone down, you waited.
And waited.
And waited.
Glancing at the screen, you had been sitting on the roof for 2 hours waiting for him.
It was 2 am now and you were starting to get really tired. But the worry was turning your stomach so you called Donnie for the 10th time.
“Hey, its me again. Please call me back. Im worried sick.” Your message was short and sweet but the worried was obvious in your voice as you hung up the phone but didn’t put it down again. Instead, you pulled up Leos number and called it. After a few rings, he picked up sounding like he had just woke up.
“[y/n]? everything okay?” Leo asked.
“No, not really. I still haven’t heard from Donnie. Its been two hours.” Just like the voicemail, your voice was filled with worry. You didn’t want to think of what could have happened.
“Uh, [y/n], Donnie came back ages ago. Just after you left. We thought he had spoken to you.”
You heart sank.
Had Donnie been ignoring you?
“Oh, well at least hes safe. I’ll speak to you tomorrow. Sorry for waking you.” You mumbled, trying to mask your heartbreak but failing.
“Sorry.” Was all Leo said as he hung up the phone. You put your phone down and stared at the city lights before picking your phone back up.
Why would Donnie stand you up? It wasn’t like he didn’t want to go to the library. It had been his idea after all.
Why wouldn’t he saying anything to you?
You decided to call Donnie phone one last time but it rang through to voicemail again.
“So, I just spoke to Leo and he said you’ve been at the lair this whole time. Im sitting here on a freezing roof at 2 in the morning waiting for you and you ditched me? Seriously? You know what? Don’t bother returning my calls or texts. In fact, loose my number.” You snapped down the phone begore hanging up.
But the anger quickly turned to sorrow as you set your phone safely down before you threw it and sobbed into your hands.
You just couldn’t understand any of it. You hadn’t done anything to him. You hadn’t spoke in a few days but that wasn’t uncommon. Sometimes he would lock himself in his lab for days on end and then come out and you wouldn’t begrudge him it.
Eventually, you pulled yourself together and went home, tears still falling from your eyes.
—————time skip to next morning—————–
Your phone buzzed for the seventh time this morning and you knew who was calling you but you glanced at the screen.
Much to your surprise, it wasn’t Donnie calling you but Leo.
Donnie hadn’t stopped calling and texting you all morning but you weren’t in the mood to speak to him after what he pulled last night. You weren’t just going to pretend it didn’t happen and he should know that. But Leo was a welcomed change.
“Hey.” You answered, trying to make it sound like you hadn’t lost a whole night sleep over it.
“Hi, sorry to bother you but do you still have a spare set of nunchucks? Mikey was messing around with his and one snapped. It just for training till I can get Donnie to sort them.” Leo sounded a little apprehensive at saying Donnie name but you didn’t want him or the others to feel awkward around you since they had done nothing wrong.
“Yeah, sure. I can bring them around now if you want?” You answered while going to your closet and pulling out the weapon.
“Yeah, that would be great, thanks.” Leo said and you hung up the phone. Throwing the weapon in your bag, you headed down to the lair, your heart beating hard in your chest. Yu didn’t want to face Donnie but you didn’t want your relationship with the others to be at risk because he was being a dick.
As you entered the lair, you saw Leo, Raph and Mikey sitting in the living room.
“Ah, [y/n], you’re a life saver!” Mikey said in delight as he jumped over the sofa and you handed the nunchucks to him.
“No problem.” You giggle as you followed him back to the sofas but didn’t sit down. You stood with your back to the door which lead to the hallway with the boys room in them.
“So, how did that date go the other day?” Mikey asked, wiggling his eyebrow at you. You rolled your eyes. You hadn’t really told anyone the extent of the way you had been treated that night.
“Awful. First, he started off by saying I should wear more makeup and then he started telling me how amazing he was at everything. When he wasn’t speaking about him self, he was telling me I shouldn’t wear this sort of top and that sort of skirt and how I shouldn’t do this or say that. He told me I didn’t suit my hair colour and it should go this shade of blonde his ex had.” You ranted, throwing your hands up in the air as the guys made hisses and growls, acknowledging what he said was wrong.
“Sounds rough.” Leo said while shaking his head and frowning.
“Oh, it gets worse.” You raised an eyebrow, knowing the final thing would sent them into a frenzy of anger.
“How could he have been more of a dick if he tried?” Mikey asked, throwing his hands up.
“So, I ordered Pizza from the restaurant. When I was ordering, he said ‘Oh, do you really want to eat pizza with those thighs?’” You mocked his voice as you spoke. The room was then filled with sounds of anger and disgust at the words.
“That’s ridiculous.” Mikey cried out.
“What a dick.” Raph growled and Leo nodded. However, it was a third voice which made you jump.
“Don’t ever listen to anyone like that.”
The room froze as you turned to see Donnie standing behind you looking surprised. You assumed it was because of what you had told them. You glared at him and placed one a hand on your hip. You were instantly angry but telling the others about the things that were said on that horrible date didn’t help.
“Yeah, well, I have one guy who tells me im not good enough and one guy who stands me up. Maybe is me, eh?” You spat before turning on your heel and storming out the lair.
You heard footsteps running after you and you sped up.
“[y/n], wait?” Donnie called after you. You stopped suddenly and turned back to face him.
“What? Like I waited for you last night?” You growled as Donnie stopped a few steps short of you.
“No, I didn’t..” Donnie trailed off as he looked down at your feet.
“You better have a good reason as to why you ditched me?” you glared, crossing you arms.
“i-I-I” Donnie stammered and then took a few deep breaths.
“I would have expected that from anyone else. But not from you. I never thought you would treat me like that. I don’t understand why you ignored me. For all you would have known, I could have been in danger. I stood out in the cold waiting for you and you didn’t come.” You started out screaming at him but your voice dropped into a whisper as you sadness overtook your body and you couldn’t control the tears.
“I didn’t want to hear about your date.” Donnie mumbled, making you look up at him.
“because you don’t care about me.” You mumbled, turning on your heel again and walking down the sewers with your head hanging.
“I do care about you. I just couldn’t listen to you tell me about how great this guy was.” Donnine called after you as he ran up behind you. You stopped for a moment which allowed him to dart in front of you.
“Well, he was horrible. He spent the whole night telling me I wasn’t good enough.” You cried out, throwing your arms up as tears ran down your cheek. “And I thought it was fine because I had someone who would never treat me like that. Who would never speak to me like that. And that very person, the one who I actually care about, the person Ive come to love, stands me up!” You cried, screaming in his face with tears streaming down your face.
Words tumbled from your lips without you thinking. You screamed the things you had been thinking since last night.
“You… you love me?” Donnie stares down at you with wide and disbelief eyes. You froze as you realised you had just told him the very thing you had kept from him for years.
But you couldn’t lie.
“Yeah, I do.” You sighed, looking down and using one hand to wipe away your tears.
You slowly walked up to Donnie who held his breath until you went around him and continued on the path home. You felt like your whole body was going to collapse but you pushed yourself on.
“I love you.” Donnie words caused you to freeze and turn around. He was facing you, his eyes trained on you. You started to shake your head, not believing him but he darted forward and cupped your cheeks to stop you.
“I do, I love you. I love your eyes, your mouth, your hair, your nose. I love everything about you. I think you’re the most beautiful woman in the world. I love your kindness and yur strength. i couldn’t watch you fall in love with someone else. Because he could give you everything in the world and I…cant.” Donnie sighed, letting his hands drop from your cheeks. You were gazing up at him with wide eyes. No one had ever said any words so sweet to you before. “I never thought you could have loved me back.” Donnie whispered as his eyes began to brim with tears. You stared up at his eyes, searching for any sign of deceit but you found none.
“I always have.” You breathed, seeing a flash of joy in his eyes. He reached up to cup your cheeks again before faltering a little. But before you could ask what was wrong, he dove down and kissed your lips. You gasped into the kiss before kissing him back.
The kiss was passionate and apologetic. It made your head spin as you felt Donnie let out a soft moan. One of his hands dropped from your cheek to gently wrap around you waist and pull you closer. You reach up and rested your hands on his front, resisting the urge to drag your nails down.
You pulled away first for breath but Donnie couldn’t seem to get enough. He instantly kiss down your cheek and jaw line to your neck which sent shivers down your spin. He mumbled apology after apology as he showered your neck with kisses. Your mind couldn’t concentrate on anything but him as he pulled away. You realised you were panting slightly.
“I cant take you out to fancy restaurants or showing you with gifts like you deserve. But I’ll never let anything hurt you again.” Donnie looked deep into your eyes, trying to persuade you.
And he did.
You leaned forward and gently pressed your lips back to his, missing the feeling already. Donnie instantly kissed back, his body physically relaxing as he pulled you closer.
“Come back to mine?” You asked as you pulled away from the kiss. “I think we have some things to talk about.” You smiled, assuring him it wasn’t bad.
Donnie nodded his head, unable to contain his smile as the two of you walked back to yours.
You didn’t know what the future held, but as you walked arm in arm with Donnie, you knew he would treat you right.

among the reeds, among the rushes

Summary: “I’m just saying,” says Gina, camped on Amy’s couch and painting her nails for the tenth time that week. “Jimmy-boy doesn’t know who he’s up against. Your nerd-smarts, my dazzling good looks, Rosa’s crowbar collection, and also my not-nerd smarts? Dumb-dumb won’t know what hits him.” She sniffs. 

Amy copes, and waits, and holds the hands of her friends.

i dug bits and pieces of this out of an ancient fic that i started writing far before season four aired, a fic which would now be supremely non canon, but when chopped to bits with a carving knife and reassembled with duct tape actually works. it’s still a bit non-canon, bc in canon it’s implied that amy just stays in her own apartment, and, also, that jake’s stuff stays in his apartment, but oh, well. its previous title was “untitled girl gang fic” and honestly …. that’s what it’s mostly about. lady friendships. i know i haven’t written for b99 in AGES so im a bit rusty but hopefully u will enjoy!! finally, dedicated to @elsaclack bc she is too good to me and i lov her

About a week after Jimmy Figgis calls Jake in the bar, Rosa and Gina help Amy move all of her things out of her apartment and into a new one; just a little bit bigger, just a little roomier, a place to start afresh and to put the label of theirs onto – as well as she can, with the other half of that plural being miles and miles away.

It’s not part of the plan, initially. Which is a bit of a ridiculous thing to say, because that makes it sound as though any of this is according to some plan, some list, some organized trajectory that Amy can refer to in times of doubt.

Everything, quite frankly, is in chaos. So Amy moves.

She’s never been particularly good at dealing with the cold. The warm May sun is beating down on the steaming pavement outside, right after an early-morning rain shower, and it’s terribly unfair that she’s stuck in this building, fingertips and toes tingling from the blast of the over-compensating air conditioning. This is one of the many things she’s come to blame on Jimmy Figgis in the past seven days. She has a list; everything from missing boyfriend to burnt toast.

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Say My Name, Say My Name

Fandom: The 100
Pairings: Bellarke
Characters: Bellamy, Clarke, Miller, Octavia, Raven, Monty, Jasper.
Words: 2,154
Summary: Bellamy shouldn’t tell Miller anything because he’s a disloyal dickbag who doesn’t know when to stop talking.

Or: Bellamy tells Miller that he called out Clarke’s name during sex with someone else and Miller tells the rest of their friends. And Clarke.
Notes: prompt: “bellamy calling clarke’s name during sex with someone else then he is telling someone and she hears” This turned into Bellamy calls Clarke’s name during sex, his friends tease him relentlessly about it, and then Clarke accidentally finds out. So, mostly to the prompt, just a slightly different emphasis. Also, I’m posting au drabbles every day (aside from Wednesdays) until hiatus is over, so feel free to leave me a prompt.
Ao3 link.

He doesn’t mean to do it. It just slips out. She’s blonde, he’s looking at her from behind, and he’s fairly drunk. Which isn’t an excuse, just. He probably should have thought about his choices more. Like, he shouldn’t have taken home a blonde, or he should have drank less, or he should have focused more on who he was actually doing and not let his mind wander to who he wanted it to be.

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Heavy Hearts [5]

Summary:The house is so quiet, so free of the frenetic energy usually pulsing through her family and Jon is so soft eyed, so gentle and calm and kind.

A/N: Sorry this was a while coming, i was in London for a few days. Enjoy!

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This is unedited and probably out of character but I wanted some Simon-Klav friendship with angsty and drunk Klavier.  This is pure self-indulgence.  Mentions of Kristoph, Apollo, Ema, and Daryan; could be read as slight Klapollo references.  Approx. 2300 words.  (I might at some point revisit this and make it longer idefk) 

“Since when do you drink at the office?”

Once again, Simon found himself staying overly late at work – it had been dark for at least two hours, and he originally thought that he was the last person around.  Hell, even Edgeworth had gone home already; Simon really wished his boss would just hire a new prosecutor already. Because of how short staffed they were, he and the more experienced prosecutors had been working overtime for more than a few weeks now, and it was starting to take a toll.  

The paychecks were nice, but Simon would like some time to his own hobbies once in a while…which was why he was particularly happy about the fact that it was Friday and he actually had Saturday off.

He was about to finally leave, but noticed that Klavier Gavin’s light was on, and invited himself into his coworker’s office with barely a knock on the ajar door.  When he did, he saw Klavier drinking whiskey straight from the bottle, hence why he asked his question.  Klavier’s cheeks and nose were a little red, indicating that he had to have been drinking for some time now.

But his eyes were also red.  And not in the drunk sort of way.

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Feature Friday! Toadallytickles!

FF:  We’re joined by the adorable @toadallytickles​ today! Could you tell us a bit about yourself?

T: Aah! Well I’m Toad, online that is, after my favourite animal, not the Super Mario character. I get asked that a lot! I just turned 20 at the start of March, I live in Ontario, and currently in college to be a Fish and Wildlife Technician as I would love to work with animals and the environment in my future career! Even though I am very tune with nature, I also do Photoshopping, graphic design, digital art, and computer program! My computer programming teacher keeps my games and programs too to show them off to his future classes as I used Photoshop to design them! I am also very big on self-love, body positivity, sex positivity, sexuality, mental health, relationships, and life in general! I am very open with these topics myself, so I love discussing them openly with others without judgment, so if you need someone to talk to about anything, you’re welcome to come to me!

FF: Wow! What a kind and caring friend we have here! And so multitalented too!
Tell me, how long have you been a part of the community for?

T: I made my blog in December 2015, a few days after Christmas! So for a year and a couple of months now I’ve been in this community and ya’ll still tolerate me, ha-

FF: Tolerate you?? We love you! Don’t we folks? Of course we do! So tell me, what inspired you to join the community?

T: Oooh stop~ I literally do nothing in this community except complain about not being tickled and flaunt how much I am a ho for them bye-
HA OKAY- So like since the summer of 2015, I’d just scroll through thebest-medicine and fluffytickles’ blogs for the amazing fanfics and art, and that’s how I found out there was a whole community! And I had to join of course! I don’t know why I did it so late though!

FF: On behalf of everyone in the community, let me say…that we’re so blessed to have you!!! We love having such a great friend as you in the community.

So what are some of your dreams and aspirations, Toad?

T: Aaww~! Well thank you very much! I love being apart of this community, and I’m so happy you all accept me for who I am! There are soooo many amazing people in this community, and I can’t believe I get to call some of them my closest friends! So pure, I would have never thought of making forever friends on here!

Ah- this may conflict with what I said earlier, though I think my biggest dream would be to be really attractive, like beautiful to the point I fully believe it and feel it. Like, I love myself right now, I think I’m pretty, but I mean I could look so much better if I worked for it. I’d love to do photoshoots too one day. I would love to be famous too, or just be known by a lot of people. I’ve had that dream since I was a kid. Most of it is to get revenge on everyone who was brutally mean to me in school, in a way of “you didn’t stop me.” It would be all for good, I swear. Like for raising awareness to stop bullying by sharing my story, or how we need to be much kinder to nature, or me being so open about my sexuality and body it inspires others. And of course if I had money, I could spoil my moms!
Those are really big dreams though. Generally, I just aspire to be amazing in my future career, whatever it may be, and be happy.

FF: Well that’s truly inspirational. You’re a beautiful, powerful person inside and out and we’re all truly grateful to know such an awe-inspiring amphibian Amazon.
And what would you say is your favorite part of the community?

T: Oh- ​( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
Hm, well there’s a lot to like here. Though my favourite part of the community would have to be all of the people apart of it! We are all here because we all enjoy tickling, though we are just regular people with lives and families and friends and an education and talents and dreams, y'know? It is really comforting knowing that I’m not alone feeling ashamed for it when a lot of other people have the same interest, though from the outside and from knowing them, they’re just people who you’d meet at school, or at work, or on the street. It just makes it easier for me to accept the kink and myself rather than feeling ashamed and constantly stressing over it.
Also just how friendly everyone is. Its been real easy to gain confidence and love myself because a lot of people have been so supportive and kind to me when I post personal stories or share selfies or teasy gifs. Yeah.. a lot of compliments are given out and that’s definitely helped me believe and accept them! I really appreciate it all!

FF: Awww, that’s great to hear! There’s so much to like about the community!
Is there anything else you’d like to say to our readers before we hop on to bonus questions?

I’d just like to say thank you to everyone who follows me and for being so kind to me through the months and being so supportive! I am really happy you guys like my blog and enjoy my company! Seriously, I would not be who I am at this very moment without your lovely compliments, support, and friendship. I suck at making friends in person and online so I am still very surprised a lot of you want to be my friend and are friends with me, though you never gave up on me and I am forever grateful for that because I have grown into a better, confident person. Thank you very very much for being so kind to not only me, but to fellow community members too. Kindness goes a long way, and I hope you are able to experience what I have experienced being in this community

I wish you the best of luck with whatever is upcoming in your lives, such as exams or job searching, or graduation, or prom shopping, or house searching, or college applications. Remember to be your very best self, though take it easy too!

FF: That’s great advice. Thank you so much.
So, an anon asks, what inspires you?

T: What inspires me? With work and self-esteem, it’s more of what drives me. I’m closer to my mum, and her side of the family lives a few minutes from us, so I grew up having to hang out with them and the cousins. Though, they are SUPER dysfunctional like- oh my god, the stories are horrible. Like my family at home is silly-crazy, we’re weird, but these people are just… ugh… I hate them. My family is nothing like them, and we’re keeping it that way. So that drives me to excel in school and go to college and get that career I want. With my self-esteem, I want to be good-looking and confident, so if I ever run into anyone from elementary and high school, revenge is served right there at the first glace.
I guess what inspires me though is my friends. I mean, I can’t believe people actually enjoy my company and friendship. I’m glad I have traits that attract them and I can make them happy. It reminds me on days where I’m down, they are always expecting to hear from me soon, or see me tomorrow in class. And if I shared my issues, they’d be there for me with open arms and be patient with me. Just thinking about how hurt and destroyed they’d be if I dropped out, or just vanished from their lives.. is devastating. They definitely inspire me to keep on living life when things are tough, and to continue being the amazing person I am!
Nature is also inspiring to me. I like all the big and little things it has to offer. It reminds me why I’m here in college and why I love it so much, that one day I’m going to be happy helping and working with it, hopefully making it better!

FF: Truly inspiring yet again!
And one last question.
What quote defines you?

“I used to walk into a room full of people and wonder if they liked me… now I look around and wonder if I like them.”
— Rikkie Gale

FF: Ooh powerful!! Well, thank you for your time so much, Toad!

And if you want to be friends with this adorable amphibian aficionada, then go visit @toadallytickles!!

The past, the present... The future. -Part 2

Summary: In SHIELD you are known for your charisma and your irrational optimism. Specially taking in count the irreversible curse HYDRA condemned you with. Because of that, Director Fury has determinate that you are the best person to take care of Bucky’s mental state.

Chapter 2: The Avengers Compound

Pairing: Bucky x reader

Y/N: Your name

Warnings: Cursing (Tony Stark, of course)

Word count: 1,403

A/N: I hope you like this second part! Bucky will apear on the next chapter, I promise. Please, let me know what you think!

Previously: Part 1

Originally posted by teamamericass

Y/N’s POV:

After having lunch with Daisy, I head to my room, ready to pack. Of course, I should have known better.

Everything is gone. The walls are naked, just as my bed. The table is clear, my boxing bag leaned against the wall, my closet is empty and smells like cleaning products. Even the mirror is disconnected. The empty image makes me suddenly aware of the mission I have agreed to execute, and how difficult it’s going to be. I sit on the mattress and count to ten, synchronizing my breaths with the numbers. Finally, I’m able to stand up and I notice a paper on my desk.


All your personal items have already been transported to the Avengers Compound. They will be there when you arrive this afternoon.

I trust you have had time to read the files I gave you. You have my personal number, so feel free to call me if you need any extra information or advice.

I will try to meet you before you leave, but in case I can’t, I wanted to tell you that I couldn’t be more grateful. I honestly think no one could do this job better than you. Or even dare to try. All our hopes are with you.

You have changed a lot since I met you, girl. But there is one thing that hasn’t changed: your smile. You make me wonder every day how can you smile so brightly when people stronger than you would have given up with half of your life experiences. And then I realize that their strength is not real. YOUR strength is real.

And it is contagious. That is why I know you will succeed.

Director Nick Fury.”

I fold the note and put it in my pocket. Nick is right. I can’t change now that someone needs what I have. I look at myself in the mirror. Blinking away the last tears, I raise my head and give myself my best and brightest smile. I can do this.

The wind makes my hair fly around my head as I walk into the take-off runway. The knee long, black coat I´m wearing snaps around me. I look at the jet waiting for me and turn around to say my goodbyes.

Daisy jumps at my neck and hugs me tightly, more excited than me with this mission.

“Text me every day. Promised? And take care. If you need anything, anytime, I’m here. But seriously, text me.”

I smile and pull away. “I will.”

Next to her are other SHIELD agents. Most of them have been under my commands at some point, but I’m surprised to find faces I have only exchanged a few words with. Apparently, I’m more appreciated than I thought, and the idea makes my chest feel warm. After saying goodbye to all of them, and specially warmly to Coulson, that has been like a father to me in many occasions, I turn around and start walking towards the jet.

“Leaving without saying goodbye?”

I turn around to see Fury. Smiling, I say “I thought you had decided not to show up.”

“Don’t be silly, I would never do that.” he encloses me in a hug. I fight back tears and finally make my way towards the jet.

I hold onto the steel bar next to the door and turn around to see everyone. The plane takes off, making them smaller and smaller. When we are about to reach cruise altitud and they aren’t visible any more, the pilot asks me to step inside, due to the atmospheric pressure.

The inside of the plane is dark. I take off my coat and throw it over one of the sofas along the wall. Next to it I see a bag and when I open it I mentally thank whoever had the idea. Inside it I have my computer, the two books that were on my nightstand, my headphones and the notebook I use as something similar to a diary.

As this jet is not used in missions, it doesn’t have super speed, so the flight will take around two hours. Determined not to think about my mission over that time, I put my headphones on, turn the volume of my favorite playlist up and open my book.

Tony’s POV:

Apparently, we have another Miss Perfect coming to the compound. One Steve Rogers is more than enough, thank you.

SHIELD has send me a few files about her. “The strictly necessary”, as they said. The girl is “outstanding” both at physical and mental level, with “amazing leadership skills”, that “takes care of everyone at a personal level” and “never gives up”. Awesome. She is also “the most pure and optimistic person I have ever known, so don’t force your bitter, dark humor into her, Stark, or we will have a conversation”, in Nick Fury’s words.

Agent Simmons has send me the instructions for medical check that the girl needs to take every day. It looks like an aging test or something similar. She has also send me some results, but I haven’t had time to go through them.

Why her? What is that special ability that apparently makes her better than any other psychologist? I would lie if I said I’m not curious.

I’m expecting an stunning blond model that is smarter than she looks…

Or a shy brunette doctor that stutters while talking- Hey! they are kind of cute!

Or maybe a dark haired, pale assassin that has a troubled past and seeks redemption- Would match Terminator

Or… An eighteen year old with messy hair and and a way too bright smile?



I have to call Fury.

Y/N’s POV:

Something similar to surprise crosses Stark’s face. Not that I was expecting different, It happens often. Luckily, he reacts fast and smiles at me with a smile that verges the limits of flirting. Really, Stark?

I offer him my hand “Mr. Stark. I hope its not an inconvenience to have me here”

He takes my hand, but instead of shaking it, he kisses my knuckles. I had been warned against Tony Stark’s flirting, but this is worse than I thought. He smiles “Miss Y/N. Please, call me Tony and feel free to nickname me, or else I will feel terribly old. Even though I’m already terribly old at your side, beauty.” If you knew… He carries on “ Its a pleasure to have you here, much more if you are going to help Terminator get over his time at HYDRA.” He takes my bag.

“I thought your relationship with him isn’t great”

“If you’re here to help him, I at least have to envy him.”

“Tony. Stop. Seriously.” Behind him, Captain America himself makes an appearance. Shame. It was definitely entertaining to see Stark’s flirting.

I make a militar salute. “Captain Rogers” I greet him.

He smiles. “You must be Y/N. Please call me Steve. I wanted to thank you for coming here to help Bucky. And also to make sure Tony doesn’t make things uncomfortable.”

Tony is about to reply when a voice interrupts him.

“Guys, why don’t you take Y/N to her room? She must be exhausted and really not willing to witness one of your fights.” Natasha shoots them a warning look and they head inside mumbling. She laughs and signals me to follow her. “I hope they didn’t scare you too much. I came here as soon as I could.”

“Nah, they are funny. Are they always like this?”

“Unfortunately.” We take an elevator to floor 6. The corridor that extends in front of me is white, with three brown doors. The wall at the end is a window, and the twilight light dyes the room pink and orange.

The door closer to the window is my room. Is huge, bigger than I dared to imagine, and the views are simply breathtaking. Tony smiles at my astonished face “Fury said you loved good views. The other two rooms belong to Natasha and Clint. I tried to set you in Barnes’ floor, but there wasn’t any space left.”

“Its fine” I say, too awed by the views and amplitud of my room to answer.

“Sir, you have a visit.” said a feminine voice coming out of nowhere.

“Oh, I almost forgot! Y/N, this is FRIDAY. She is an AI assistant in charge of anything electronic in the complex. She is able to hold a regular conversation, help you with research, play music or turn on the dishwasher. You’ll get used to her, she is really useful.”

“Well, we leave you to settle in. Dinner is in two hours from now in floor two.” Natasha pushes the two men out of the room and winks at me.

Its nice to know at least I have an old friend in here.

Part 3.

Special thanks to @beccaanne814-blog and @annadier!

16 Days of Outlander - Day #2 Castle Leoch

I think I’ll keep posting my favorites based on where they occur within the episode rather than by what they are. Some of my categories are ones I’m going to try keeping consistent each day but others are definitely situational.

Anyway, diving into 01x02 Castle Leoch…

Favorite Book-to-Screen Adapted Scene: Claire tending Jamie’s wounds, Jamie explains his back, “You needna be scairt of me.” The whole scene flows so seamlessly and their chemistry together is undeniable. It carries the necessary dramatic weight but they hit the humorous notes perfectly as well (”Chickens are verra poor company.”) It’s one of the most important scenes from their relationship - especially in establishing their connection - and it comes very early in the episode, setting the tone for a lot of what happens. It’s clear to see the way his words regarding “You needa be scairt of me - nor anyone, so long as I’m with ye” play out. She is visibly more confident and relaxed when she’s around him or when she’s just been with him, slightly more anxious, nervous, and wary when he’s absent. 

Favorite Performance: Gary Lewis as Colum MacKenzie. I’m going to try really hard to not have either Sam or Cait be my favorite performance every week - they knock it out of the park so consistently that I think that’s kind of a given. So for Castle Leoch, I’m choosing Gary Lewis and his performance establishing Colum MacKenzie as the Laird of Clan MacKenzie. The gears begin turning as soon as Claire arrives and tells her dubious story. He’s agreeable to her throughout the episode, inviting her to reveal more about herself and her circumstances than she intends and succeeding. The character of Colum is subtle and Lewis’ performance is as well, especially contrasted with Dougal. By the end when Colum decides she will not be leaving but rather staying as his guest, so long as she doesn’t try to leave, the full cunning of his character has blossomed for the audience and its clear he’s as much a force to be reckoned with as Dougal, perhaps more so.

Favorite Music Moment: Claire watches Dougal play with Hamish. As Claire looks out on the landscape from a castle parapet and then catches Dougal joining Hamish and his young playmates in a mock sword fight, the music just… I love the Castle Leoch theme here. It grounds her in the castle life in a way we don’t really see her grounded in the 1940s back in Sassenach. She looks genuinely content and pleased with where she is, even if it isn’t where she thought/wanted/expected to be and the music emphasizes that beautifully.

Favorite Line or, Favorite Foot-In-Mouth Moment: “I’ve made an error.” Given the affection with which she saw Dougal playing with Hamish and the fact that she is a stranger to Castle Leoch and its inhabitants, it isn’t such an offensive error for Claire to have thought Hamish was Dougal’s son but saying so aloud at dinner the way she does clearly hits a nerve and for once the MacKenzie brothers are shaken. Claire picks up on it immediately but instead of brushing it off lightly with a, “must be the family resemblance” or something along those lines, she turns quite self-conscious and responds with, “It seems I’ve made an error,” a statement true on so many levels. 

Favorite Location: the paddock and stable where Jamie and Claire have their picnic. We don’t have many opportunities to see the grounds at Castle Leoch - the castle and courtyard, sure (and later we’ll see a bit of the woods) but not the open grounds of the place. The field as Claire walks to find Jamie is just gorgeous and the small stable structure away from the castle help to create the feeling of freedom Claire has with Jamie at this point in the episode. It isn’t a cramped area like the castle with shadowy corners for people to lurk and hide and watch her. It is open and she can see where she’s going and it’s pleasant weather and Jamie is there helping her feel safe. 

Favorite Scene: Claire tells off Rupert. I liked Rupert in the books well enough but the way he and Angus have been adapted for the show is just amazing and I love Rupert’s dynamic with Claire. He’s more laid back in it than we will see Angus (he’s more annoyed) and the way he reacts when Claire confronts him about his spying on her is to basically just shrug and say “I’m just following my orders.” His line, “I am Dougal’s eyes, no his heid” is one of my favorites of the episode and then as he goes on to warn Claire about how she should be grateful when it’s him following her and watching her because Angus will be worse is perfection. “He willna ken what to make of that.”

Honorable Mention for Favorite Music Moment: 1940s music. Starting with Claire humming the music as she dresses for one of the intervening days before she’s supposed to leave with Mr. Petry, the 1940s music helps convey Claire’s mentality and goals with subtle brilliance. It is music that sounds like’s it’s being played on a record player or over a radio connection, with those slight imperfections in the sound quality. Then abruptly ending the track with Claire hitting her head after Geillis speaks unexpectedly becomes the perfect transition into Geillis’ introduction.

Favorite Minor Character: Geillis Duncan. Well, minor at this point in the game anyway. She injects a bit of levity to the second half of the episode with her immediate teasing of Claire that is so different from the teasing she’s received from Rupert, the immediate trust and friendship she’s found with Jamie, and the outright suspicion and awkwardness that have categorized her encounters with Colum and Dougal. Geillis offers Claire help in her own way when she invites her to the hall and translates the proceedings for her, even helping her to sneak out without causing too much of a stir. It was a presence Claire desperately needed at that point in the episode. 

Favorite Jamie and Claire Moment: the look exchanged in the hall. It’s such a small moment of connection where they seek and find each other with no larger communication necessary. He immediately finds her in the crowd as Murtagh leads him out and as soon as she locks eyes with him, she starts to follow, heedless of anyone else in the hall. Luckily Geillis is there to help her escape in way that will keep gossip down. She is just so concerned for him and his expression is a mixture of “god I hope she’s impressed” and “please let me get to talk to her some more.” 

Favorite “This wasn’t in the book” Part: Jamie and Claire exchange goodbyes. In the book there is no Mr. Petry. Colum never tells Claire that she can leave at the end of a week and continue on her way. It’s always clear that she is there until he says otherwise. As such, there is never a moment this early in Jamie and Claire’s relationship where a potentially permanent parting is imminent and so, no need to bid one another farewell. When Claire announces to Jamie in the episode that she’ll be leaving the next day, his face falls but with such subtlety as he tries to hide his disappointment. Claire is perhaps oblivious to just how disappointed he is, but we in the audience certainly aren’t (especially when you compare it to the look of impatience and reluctance that appears when Claire walks off to let Laoghaire have her word alone with him). It’s also - I believe - the first time Jamie uses Claire’s first name (instead of Sassenach or Misstress Beauchamp) and it comes out so tenderly (clearly something he wanted to save for a time in their friendship/relationship when they were more intimately acquainted but since it is probably the last time he’ll have a chance, he’s determined to use her first name at least once) and it’s his use of her first name that seems to give Claire a little moment of pause (regret?) before she puts on a polite smile again and leaves. 

Favorite Costume: Claire’s “I’m supposed to be leaving” outfit. Much as I like the costume mirroring in the picnic scene, I really love Claire’s accessories here and the color of her bodice and sleeves (it’s just difficult to get a good still shot of this particular outfit). The fur neck piece just looks so warm and those wrist warmers are one of the many pieces of knitwear that I don’t really need but would love to have in my wardrobe nonetheless. 

My Gruvia theories: grays feelings progress
  • So when Gray was first getting to know her: he was impressed with her powers. He felt like he was the one in fairytail to know her first so he wanted to give her a kind welcome. He thought they'd become good "friend's"
  • When she showed her affections he just thought she was crazy. He didn't think those feelings were serious at first. Which they weren't so much.
  • Once they got to the island for the sclass exam: He gained high hopes for her. He wanted her to do well. She was the only one who he really cared about succeeding. He just wanted to beat everyone else. Once he learned there were enemies on the island, he became instantly concerned for her. He worried for her. He was very uncomfortable with her not being around. When he saved her life he planned to not tell her or anyone else. Very modest of him.
  • When Lyon stepped in: By then he had become colder towards Juvia...Why?? Let me tell you why. He wanted to protect his heart. He had put a huge guard up because he thought this was protecting her. He thought that if he distances himself, it'll be easier to not be tempted by her. But then Lyon stepping in made Gray angry. Gray believed that Juvia was capable of falling for Lyon. It wasn't because lyon was "taking his guild mate," because...let's face it. if lyon was walking off with cana, Gray wouldn't have given a damn.
  • The grand magic games: Gray had built a strong connection with Juvia in his heart but he didn't want to reveal it. When Juvia performed her spell for him and he flinched, it was because he's not the type to let his love be known in public. Also it actually could of subconsciously been because Gray took the precaution of protecting Juvia really seriously. I believe that Gray believes that if he reveals his feelings for Juvia or if their bond becomes known to the enemies (demons etc)that killed his family, then Juvia would be next in line. So juvia declaring her love for him could have put her life in danger. Gray could have subconsciously been thinking that.
  • Their unison raid: He knew that they had a deep connection and that their love itself could make them win. Thats why Hiro called it "sychonised love attack" All of this about their "teamwork" which was initiated by Gray who used other words disquise his love. That's why Chelia called them "beautiful" (romantic) It was actually a very bold sign that they'd turn canon.
  • Fastforward:
  • when erza confronted Gray about Juvia, it means that she doesn't believe Juvias love is one sided. How can she tell? Because Gray is really on guard around Juvia.
  • Their popular moments:
  • Dying for her: well protecting her was one of his main priorities so it's no surprise at all.
  • When Juvia confronted Gray about his father's death: the reason why he embraced Juvia in such a tender way was because he was so sorry for her pain and his father's death. But it wasn't just that. His guard fell down completely and at that moment, he wished that he had never been dishonest with Juvia. For example, imagine you had a friend who deeply cared for and loved you but you just ignored him/her even though you cared for and loved him/her too. Then you find out later that he/she did something incredible for you, then you break down into tears and you realise how bad you had been to him. I believe that's why he was saying sorry over and over again. Also he had just lost his father. To lose the love of his life right after that would've made him that much more lonely. That moment would've stayed with him forever. Linking Juvias importance to the importance of his father.
  • Fastforward to time skip:
  • when they lived together Gray would've been happy. However, as a guy who has hormones it seems a little fishy he didn't get at least tempted to sleep with her...right?? Well, Gray knew that falling asleep together, obviously that would've meant they were now in a relationship. But he doesn't want her life to be in danger. The demon that killed his family? I bet he believed that a demon would go after her if they were together. He really did. He wanted to Protect her. Just like hiro's quote for gray said..."to protect those you find important. You need a will of ice."
  • I don't believe he had really thought a relationship with Juvia could really happen for them, until they lived together. Gray just would've believed that because of his tragedies, he can't have love.
  • Living with Juvia, I think Gray realised then that he wanted it to be like that in the future. And he developed more hope for love and believed that it could happen, but first. ..he'd have to defeat END. So he took off for six months (though he though itd be quicker) because he had to train his power so that he could be strong enough to defeat END and then he'd finally be able to have a future. Which would be his future with Juvia.
  • When Natsu called Gray a jerk for abandoning Juvia for six months:
  • the reason why Gray would've stayed silent, is because he believed natsu was right. Gray must've felt really bad being away from Juvia all that time.
  • When he saw Juvia again after six months: I think he was amazed at how she wasn't upset with him. He got shivers when he heard her voice, so I think he was expecting some drama, but instead she smiled lovingly at him, threw her arms around him, and cheered about how much she missed him. Then he felt like the love he was receiving was undeserved. So he felt deeply bad and said sorry then him and Juvia fought the enemy.
  • After the time skip: If you notice closely Gray and Juvia are almost constantly together after that. I think Juvia was also a major force of determination for Gray to defeat END. So that she could be safe. Her being with him all the time was a motivation.
  • I'll give you my answer after the war" balcony scene:
  • I believe Gray had already decided his answer during the one year skip.
  • When he said "you're always by my side" he didn't just mean literally...he also meant "loyalty" She always has faith in him and never takes him for Granted. Her "always being by his side" also meant her always loving him. If he didn't love her back then he WOULDN'T have been grateful. He would've felt sorry for her instead and pity.
  • He said "for now, let me focus" because he wants to defeat END without a thought of distraction.
  • The latest chapters 499-504:
  • just before Juvia "died" Gray told her he could never hurt a "friend" and then quickly said "no! I could never hurt you!" Because she's not his friend. She's his future. He told her he just wanted to protect her and she understood what he meant. Then they both "died" but he woke up, she gave her speech, and then he burst out crying so fast it wasn't funny. This would've been such hell for him. She was one of his main motivations. She loved him unconditionally. He DID love her. He'd decided she was his future. He'd waited and not even got the chance to tell her how he felt before she died. He didn't even get to kiss her. (This is why I think the kiss really happened)
  • Then he kicked invels ass and screamed that he taking away Juvias future was unforgivable. Now let's stop for a moment. Gray Full buster is actually a very forgiving person. He can forgive very quickly. The fact that it's unforgivable proved just how he loved Juvia and how much he thought of her future. He wasn't just meaning "you took away her future" he was also meaning "you took away our future. We were both going to be happy and together!"
  • Then when Gray tries to kick Natsus ass...well let's just say he's so full of hatred for everything at this point, he really just don't give a f*ck about anything. He's just letting the darkness take over him and kill him. After all, defeating END was more essential to him than anything (except Juvia) so yeah ..that's just some of my clever input. Haha.
  • And btw:
  • I have never been wrong with any romance in anime, or with understanding characters. I just happen to always get it right! Haha. Especially shounen. Thanks and please like if you agree with my theories : )
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SUMMARY: Sometimes, we can discover bravery within ourselves when somebody weaker needs help. If you think you didn’t get a miracle, become one for someone else.



PAIRING: Amimagus!Reader x Credence Barebone

A/N: this idea struck me when I was sitting without internet after six hours of studying a goddamn atomic physics, reading some Credence fanfiction. I got inspired by this drabble, so check it out. I hope that @credencebarebonebby​ won’t be mad at me, ‘cause their writing is amazing. Hope it was worth it. I’m planning on doing Part 2, with more fluff.

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The Law of Attraction

The Law of Attraction is the reason that we get stuck on songs.  It’s the reason we can only seem to find things when we’re not looking for them.  It’s the reason our days look very similar to the one before.  Basically, LoA gives you what you think about.  Or more accurately, LoA gives you what you vibrate. What is vibration?  Everything is vibration.  Your chair is vibration.  Your body is vibration.  Sound is vibration.  Thoughts are vibration.  Your thoughts cause you to feel emotions.  These emotions indicate your vibration to you.  Think of it like communication.  It is the Universe telling you what you’re attracting.  You see, reality is like a mirror.  What you send out, or broadcast, or vibrate, is what you’ll get back in your reality.  So if you’re thinking and feeling “I have no friends,” what will you get back?  No friends.  To bring anything into your life, whether that be a material object, an experience, or whatever it is that life has caused you to want, you must vibrate that you already have it.  You have been trained by others to only focus on “real life” and “what is.”  But that is, no offense, the stupidest thing you could ever do!  No wonder every day looks like the last one. You choose to offer your vibration (remember, vibration = feeling = point of attraction) based on what you currently see.  But guess what?  That “what is” image you’re seeing is all because of what you were vibrating in the past.  Each new moment is a new opportunity to vibrate something different.  And soon enough, the Universe will show you those images in your reality.  So how do you ignore “what is” when it’s right there demanding your attention?  First of all, you have to realize that what you currently are experiencing is because of your past thoughts.  It is simply the Universe showing you what you’ve created and asking, “Do you like what you see, or do you want to generate a different image?”  Hopefully, there are indeed things you like about your current reality. For example, I love my family, friends, and the house I live in.  I love that I have the money to live comfortably and at ease.  I love my body, my pets, my iPod.  I love the movie I just saw, the peanut butter crackers I just ate, and the wonderful painting session I had last night.  If you understand what I have been saying, you’ll understand that appreciating what you already have will tell the Universe to find and bring you more to appreciate.  So the same works for what you don’t like about your reality.  The more you find to dislike, the more to dislike there will be!

Thinking about what you want is easy and you’ve done it all your life.  So why don’t you already have everything that you want?  Chances are, you thought about what you wanted, but didn’t really believe that those things were possible for you to have.  Therefore, you thought about what you wanted from a place of resistance.  For example, let’s say that you thought about how fun it would be to have a new shiny blue bike.  Already, it was created in your vibrational reality, or vortex.  Your vortex contains everything life has caused you to want, and gives you those things when you become a vibrational match to them.  So, this nice new blue bike is there and ready to enter your experience in full manifested form.  But, you thought things like, “It’s too expensive” or “I have never even seen anyone with a bike like this.”  So, your bike remained in your vortex instead of being fully tangible to you.

Again, reality is a mirror.  It shows you who you are.  Do not base who you are off of what you see in that mirror, or you’ll never become who you really are! “Who you really are” is the you that has everything that the contrast of life has caused you to want.  This who-you-really-are you is communicating to your physical self 24/7, letting you know where you are in relation to who-you-really-are, or your Higher Self.  Negative emotion means that you’re not in alignment with your Higher Self.  Positive emotion means that you are in alignment with your Higher Self.  Your Higher Self has everything you want all put together in your vortex and wants to give it to you.  But you have got to stop looking in the mirror that is your reality and expect your reflection to smile when you’re not. You know better than to stare at a mirror and expect it to change on its own. This simple explanation from Bashar is what finally got me to really understand how reality works.  You will not be able to see your reflection smile if you’re not! So smile first!  Be happy!  Be grateful!  Feel like you have what you want first, so reality can show it to you!  Vibrate like you have it.  And you will have it. Perhaps not right away.  We are perfect, we are God, but we are also human. Life is so eager to show us, unbiased of what’s good or bad, what we can have.  So, sometimes things enter our mind that we do not want to manifest.  This morning, I thought about how awful it would be if the bug in my room decided to crawl on me.  If there were no time gap, the bug would’ve immediately done just that.  What a crazy world it would be if everything was manifested instantly. Instead of getting things on the spot, we are given time to reassess and confirm our vibration.  It’s for our own safety.  The Universe wants us to be absolutely sure about what we want.  I sure knew I didn’t want the bug on me, so I let the thought slip away before I could focus on it for too long, and therefore produce a matching vibration to that experience.  

The bottom line is, everything you want you must become a vibrational match to.  You have to be a vibrational match to its presence just slightly more than being a vibrational match to its absence.   Tip the scale!  Then it will manifest.

Step 1: Ask.  (Already done).

Step 2: The Universe assembles your desire together.  (Not your job).

Step 3: Find vibrational alignment with your creation.  (Your part).  You have to tune yourself to your preferred reality.  Here are a few ways to do this:

  1. What do kids instinctively know to do?  Play!  Imagine!  It’s easy and fun for them, and can be for you too.  Imagine your preferred reality.  Tune yourself to it.  Manifestation must follow, just as long as it feels real to you.  You can do this while going about your day.  If it is a new car you want, you can drive your current car while pretending it is your dream car.
  2. You can also just sit and visualize your desires.  Dream up scenarios of you experiencing your desire.  In those scenes, try to not imagine yourself like a movie but instead imagine seeing everything through your own eyes.  Use all of your senses.  Visualize it in the present or even the past, but not the future.  Why?  You’ll probably feel like it is not here yet, so the Universe will reflect back to you that it is not here yet.  Jump the system.  See it, feel it, be it, now.  
  3. Appreciate what you already do have.  Like I said before, the more you appreciate,the more the Universe will bring you to appreciate.  Make gratitude lists, say thank you often.  At the end of the day, reflect upon the blessings the day brought you.  

Sometimes, it can be really hard to think about what you want without noticing its absence, or feeling resistant.  But that’s okay, because thinking about what you want is not the only way to bring it to you.  Your Higher Self already knows what you want, after all.  So you can go general.  You want what you want because of the feeling you think having it will give you.  And all you want is to feel good.  So feel good!  Contemplate things that make you happy.  Butterflies, sunsets, the really good sandwich you ate for lunch.  Listen to good feeling music.  Make gratitude lists.  Do things that make you happy.   I dance and paint to get myself happy.

There is nothing you cannot be, do, or have.  You didn’t come into this world for the whole “life sucks and then you die” theme society may have going on.  You came into this world knowing that yes, there would be contrast.  You knew that as you’d sift through life, you’d come to have personal preferences and desires. And you knew that coming into alignment with those desires would feel so delicious and be rewarding.  And after manifesting those desires, you’d experience more contrast to hatch new desires from.  You’ll never be done. That’s what the purpose of life is.  Expansion.  

I am still learning.  For months, I have spent quite the percentage of my free time listening to or reading LoA materials, and have picked up so much information that I finally realized I needed to put this together for myself.  (But I am sharing it with the internet as well just in case it helps anyone besides me out).  Am I a master at manifesting?  Yes!  Am I a master at deliberately manifesting?  I’m getting there.  You know, I’m really a fan of my astrology placements, because having a Capricorn sun with a Pisces moon means that I’m a dreamer who never gives up.  :)  *throws confetti into the air and rides off on a broom into the sunset*

Gilmore Girls: A Year In The Life SPOILERS!!

Okay, so I just finished the Revival (been up since around 3am). And tbh I’m having a hard time processing. I’m hoping writing about it will actually help me figure out how I feel about what just happened.                                                  Just want to start by saying, I am so glad this revival happened. The revival was so necessary and so desired by the fandom after that seventh season. Also, this revival was not a dream come true. It wasn’t our fanfics come to life. It wasn’t perfect. It wasn’t everything I wanted it to be. But I am so grateful for it. So grateful to Netflix for existing and making things like this revival possible. I am grateful for the Palladinos and the stars and the networks that felt GG was worth all this, was worth bringing back. Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!                                                                                                                       That being said, I do not feel the satisfied sense of closure I (and I think all of us) craved. I respect ASP and her vision and her intentions with the full circle ending. I get it. It’s not necessary an awful idea. However, its just not what I wanted. Not what we wanted as a fandom, I think. That ending was strange. Despite all the love life drama throughout the years, and all the Gilmore guys who have come and gone, this show was never about those relationships. It was never about Lorelai and Luke or Rory and her multiple suitors. It was about mother & daughter. That was the idea, the pitch, the heart, the driving force. And somehow it feels like those famed last four words diminished that somehow. Those final four words felt less about Lorelai and Rory and more about Rory and her boyfriends. Which I have to admit is more than a little disappointing. It feels kinda wrong. That ending might not have felt so…idk whatever this not quite right feeling is, if it wasn’t actually the end. They did leave open the possibility for more, but I don’t really want more. I love GG and I have wanted (needed) more all these years, but deep down I think I wanted this to be the end. I didn’t really want a “reboot”, I wanted closure. I wanted a proper final season, and this didn’t feel like that.                                                                                                                                                     This revival had a lot of great Gilmore moments. Some of my favorite original Gilmore moments are fights. I don’t really know why. Maybe I love the drama, maybe I love the honesty and emotion. Maybe I think that’s where the actors really get their chance to shine, but I love the Gilmore fights in the original series. And the Gilmore fights were some of my favorite revival moments as well. The Lorelai/Emily fight after the funeral was great! “We end up here in the middle of this room [the kitchen]!” Love it! The Lorelai/Rory fight in the graveyard; loved it. It hurt, but I loved it. Even the Lorelai/Luke fights were good. I also greatly enjoyed the scene in Fall when Lorelai tells Emily her Richard story over the phone. That was perfect. And though I’m not a big Logan fan, I did always enjoy the Life and Death Brigade shenanigans, so that bit in Summer was fun for me. Everything to do with Paris was great! I love Paris! Dean’s scene was fine. I kinda always just wanted him to disappear so I was pleased that he was only there for a few moments. And I enjoyed their little joke about the shoplifting too. Sookie’s cameo was also fine. Not great, but about what I expected given Melissa McCarthy’s schedule. Jess coming in and once again reminding Rory who she is and who she really wants to be was perfect and in true Jess fashion. I really enjoyed seeing that scene between Rory and Christopher, as much as I dislike him, it was a strange but important conversation. Rory had never asked him those questions, never asked his side of the story, or held him accountable for his choices. So, I’m actually really glad they included that scene.                                                                                     Now for the little problems. Was it just me or has Lorelai grown a bit bitchier with age? Like sure she’s always had her bad days (we all do), like that time she yelled at Michel about the RV, but particularly in Winter and Spring she seemed kinda bitchy to me. Next, why did Rory have to be so into infidelity? Why? That seemed super unnecessary. They could have hit all the same points in her story arc without her cheating on Paul (why did Paul even exist btw?) with an engaged Logan? And don’t even get me started on the Wookie. She and Logan could have still been casual bedfellows without them both being in relationships. It just felt so out of character for Rory after everything she’d been through with Dean in S4 and Logan in S6. And Lorelai’s reaction to the news of this chronic infidelity made no sense, because of her reaction to the whole Dean thing in S4. I guess, I just thought I knew where the Gilmore girls stood on the topic of cheating after all that, but apparently I was wrong and cheating is just no big deal. Next, that musical was awful. I don’t know why that was there or whose idea, but that was just bad. I get that they were trying to fill space, but the musical kinda made me physically uncomfortable. Lastly, the whole Lorelai doing Wild thing was funny, but went on a little too long for me. I feel like it wasted some of Fall that could have been used for…more. I ultimately liked where the Wild thing led, but it could have reached that conclusion sooner.                                                                                                                                                                                   Big problems. Not to be a bias shipper here, but I’m Team Jess and now that its basically canon that Literati is endgame, I feel cheated out of that relationship. In ASP’s mind, Jess and Rory end up together. He’s her guy. Her “Luke”. “It was always supposed to be Luke”? Well, I think at this point we can all agree that in ASP’s mind it was always supposed to be Jess. It was. I knew. Luke knew. Jess knows. And now we all know. But for some reason it was decided that we wouldn’t get to see it. It wouldn’t actually happen. Did they think the confirmation would be enough? That our imagination would be all we needed from this point? Was it to do with Alexis & Milo’s relationship and breakup? Why? I just need to know, why not Jess? Why not now? I’m just sad, because what’s so wrong with a happy ending? Why not give the people what they want after all these years when it fits in with your original vision? Let us have Rory & Jess. Let us see it. Why wasn’t Jess at the wedding?!? Come on, no matter what was happening (or not happening) with Rory & Jess why on earth would they not have Jess in that wedding scene? Michel gets to be there and Lane gets to be there, but Jess (Luke’s closest friend and relative) doesn’t get a late-night call saying “get your fine ass to the gazebo asap!”? Why not? I actually like the Logan/Christopher parallel a lot. It was always there, I guess, but it never entirely clicked for me until I heard Alexis say it in an interview a few days ago. It’s so true though. Rory and Logan have such a difficult time “quitting each other” just like her parents. Its like in the back of their minds, they are waiting for one another the same way Lorelai said she was waiting all those years for Chris to get it together. In a lot of ways its insulting to Logan, and the revival was a bit unfair to him. By comparing (and essentially assuming) 30-something Logan would make all the same (bad?) choices as 16-year-old Christopher is almost cruel of Rory (and ASP). Like sure, I see the similarities. And yes, Logan and Rory were not ultimately right for each other and probably shouldn’t try to raise a kid together. I don’t really like the idea of Rory not even telling Logan about the pregnancy. At least, Christopher knew. At least, he and Rory had some kind of relationship. To deny Logan even that doesn’t seem right.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                 Ultimately, the cast was awesome, the dialogue was everything it needed to be, the chemistry was still there, the Stars Hollow magic remained, and it was still way better than season 7. I felt closure with Lorelai, Emily’s arc was actually kind of flawless, I have no complains about Rory’s career arc. But Rory’s love life is more of a mess now than ever, some parts (the musical, the Wild) were unnecessary or unpleasant, and that ending should have been more Gilmore Girls less Maury. If this is all we ever get I wish it had been better. If there’s more to come, I’ll be thrilled to watch and once again hopeful that Rory & Jess finally get their timing right.

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Genre: Smut, smut, and more smut

Pairing: You x Yoongi

Word Count: 5,287

Summary: Going to college in the states was cool and all, but it meant being worlds away from the light of your life, Min Yoongi. With his overly demanding schedule and a roommate attached to your hip, it was hard for either of you to have any alone time… until one fateful evening brings the two of you together in a blur of flashing screens, dull text tones, and not so innocent words. 

A/N: This was written for my the light of my life my life, @mint–yoongurt. She’s off living on campus and I miss her more than anything, but I feel much better knowing Yoongi’s taking good care of her if you know what I’m sayin’ sayin’. 

Originally posted by swag-korea

It didn’t matter what time it was. It could be early morning or the middle of the night. Whatever the case, my mind was always focused on one person in particular, on his milky skin and feral eyes. On his chapped lips, sculpted jaw, and dangerously long fingers… 

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A Court of War and Starlight: Part 8

(Read: Part I | II | III | IV | V | VI | VII | VIII | IX | X | XI | XII | XIII | XIV | XV | XVI | XVII | XVIII | XIX | XX | XXI | XXII | XXIII | XXIV | XXV | Nessian I | XXVI | XXVII | XXVIII | Elucien I | XXIX | XXX | XXXI | XXXII | XXXIII | XXXIV | XXXV | Elucien II | XXXVI | XXXVII | XXXVIII | Nessian II | XXXIX | XL | Feyrhys I | XLI | Elucien III | XLII | XLIII | Elucien IV | Nessian III | XLIV | XLV | XLVI | Elucien V | Azriel I | XLVII | XLVIII | XLIX | L | Elucien VI | Moriel I | LI | LII | LIII | LIV | LV | LVI | LVII | LVIII | LIX | LX | LXI | Nessian IV | LXII | LXIII | LXIV | LXV | LXVI | LXVII | LXIII | LXIX | LXX | LXXI | LXXII | LXXIII | LXXIV | LXXV | Epilogue )


I stood before the entrance to the Court of Nightmares, steeling myself. Feyre didn’t know this, but her little adventure the night before–the utter chaos that had rippled down our bond–had terrified me. It had unsettled me so much that I almost didn’t trust my own ability to keep the mask I needed to when facing down Keir. I had Mor at my side, as always, but I longed for my High Lady. True, it had been fairly close to a disaster the last time she was here. Nevertheless, the longer I spent away from her the more I realized how much I relied on her.

More than that, I had hoped that the next time I came to the Court of Nightmares, I would be able to introduce her as their High Lady, to see them all quake and fear her, never daring to call her whore again. She would be radiant. My queen.

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Why I adore Mark Fischbach

This blog is an appreciation message to Mark Fischbach, aka Markiplier. I know that Mark recently just hit 12 Million Subscribers, and I am truly proud of him. I adore Mark because he’s someone who has been through hell and back, yet takes the time out of his everyday routine to try and bring happiness to others in the world. This is no easy task, and being a youtuber myself I understand just how draining the youtube life really can be. 

Now when it comes to Mark crying

Back from the beginning

To when Mark cried at 8 Million

And again after reaching his 12 Million Milestone

After all of the milestones Mark has reached, his tears were shed for good reasons. Mark should never have to feel sorry for shedding tears, nor should he ever have to hide them. I don’t like to see him cry, but I also appreciate it when he does. It doesn’t show that he’s a crybaby, it shows that he is human. It shows that he has a genuine heart, and that he truly does care. 

Most men think that it makes them a big baby, or a coward if they cry. Mark is neither of those things. At least I don’t see him that way, because I see him as a man who is strong, and has become that way from everything he has ever been put through. 

To cry doesn’t make you weak, it means you are a strong person inside, and that you sincerely care about others. Mark proves that whenever he sheds his tears for us. And I am grateful for his existence.

When Mark Smiles

Mark is so cute whenever he smiles. Every time I see him smile, all I feel is joy. There is never a day that goes by that he cannot fix. He never fails to make me happy, because when he smiles I smile. :)

Mark has the best laugh in the world

If you have ever heard Mark laugh, you’re bound to start laughing too. Marks laugh is seriously contagious, and anyone who hears it will soon follow in suit. I love seeing Mark happy, laughing, and smiling no matter what the reasons are. If Mark is happy, then I am happy. And his happiness is what matters :)

Mark always knows how to make you laugh, even when days are gloomy.

I adore Marks personality, & sense of humor! He’s so silly without even trying. I know he wants to become even funnier by doing improv, and I think that’s awesome. But honestly, I feel he doesn’t need to do it to be a funny person, because it just comes to him naturally. He never fails to make me laugh :D

One thing I disagree with, is when Mark says he doesn’t deserve things.

A man who is so caring and helpful to others, deserves so much more than he realizes. Mark has helped so many people all over the world, and feels that whenever he is given anything be it a gift, fanart, or whatever it may be, he feels he doesn’t deserve it. But yet he’s still grateful for all of it. 

It just saddens me when he says he doesn’t deserve things, because the truth is, everyone deserves something. And because of how much Mark has put on the line for others, and how much of his time he gives to others, I feel that he deserves everything good to come to him. :)

How can we forget Tiny Box Tim

I absolutely love Tiny Box Tim! ♡ I love when Mark does the voice for Tim, its so cute! Tiny Box Tim makes me just as happy, because he’s the adorable little biscuit we’ve all come to know and love ♡ Also, this was the first and only Charity Livestream I was noticed, and mentioned in! Good times :D

One big reason I adore Mark, is his friendship with the others.

I am so happy to know that Mark has Wade, Bob, and Jack in his life. No matter what challenges they may face together, they are inseparable. And it warms my heart when he gets to spend time with them. He deserves every single moment he can have with them. These guys have a true friendship ♡

Mark with his pupperschup Chica ♡

The most adorable pup to ever schup, that is Chica ♡ And I’m glad that Mark and Chica found each other :)


These are only a few reasons why I adore Mark the way I do. If I listed every single reason, they would be up in the sky with the moon, and probably rising into space with the rest of the planets and stars. 

I don’t expect many people to see this, for not many people see the things I say, or at least I don’t think they do. Nor do I feel like anyone cares what I have to say, but that’s besides the point. I just feel like I’m kinda that woman that sits in the back wondering if she is noticed among the crowd. 

But anyways, for those that do read this, I hope you come to appreciate and adore Mark as much as I do. And to do it in a sincere way, because this world is already full of enough creepy weirdos. So let’s be the kind of weirdos that change the world, and make the world a better place.

I don’t know if Mark himself will ever see this post, but Mark, if you are reading this, I hope that you see that my reasons about you are sincere and true. I have always cared about you, and have wanted to see you accomplish your goals. I do support you for all that you stand for, and for all that you do. 

So seriously, Thank You. 

Thank you for being a guiding light to others

Thank you for never giving up on any of us

Thank you for being the most caring and thoughtful youtuber in the world

Thank you for always being there when no one else was

Thank you for always believing in us

Thank you for taking the time out of your days to bring us smiles

Thank you for all of the wonderful things you say and do every single day

Thank you for all of the love you have given us over the years

And thank you so much for you being you 

We are grateful to have you :)

We Love You Mark ♡

anonymous asked:

Prompt; 'Don't you dare walk away' And 'Why don't you make me?'

aaaah don’t forget to add which pairing you want the prompt to be about!! I had a hunch you meant bellarke so that’s what I wrote. (sorry if it wasn’t what you wanted!) Anyway, this was supposed to be a short drabble but instead… yikes. Let’s be honest though, it could be worse.

Giving Incentive (WC: 3192). Also on AO3.

“What we’ll need,” Kane summarizes, “is someone to lead the mission into Ice Nation territory.”

He, Abby, Clarke, Bellamy, and a few others are crowded around a table in the meeting room inside Arkadia, discussing plans to journey into the Ice Nation. Considering the precarious nature of the unspoken truce following the destruction of ALIE, if even one thing goes wrong on this trip, it’s over— and in this respect, it’s something akin to a suicide mission.

So naturally, there’s no hesitation on Bellamy’s part at all when he replies, “I’ll do it.”

And that pisses Clarke right off.

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Preference #11: Asking You To Marry Him

This seems very appropriate to post on Valentine’s Day, right?

Okay, since I’ve already written two different scenarios with Parrish proposing (here and here), I swapped him out of this preference with Theo. 

Photo Credits: Scott, Isaac, Theo, Stiles, and I found Derek & Brett’s through Pinterest and a google images search. :)

Scott - He’d had the ring in his pocket for weeks, if not months, now. He kept trying to plan the perfect moment to pop the question, but it never felt truly right. And, after everything else in your lives turned out to be difficult, chaotic, and less than perfect, you deserved for this one moment to be truly and utterly perfect. It’s really the least you deserved, and Scott was going to do everything he could to make it perfect for you.

After finally figuring out how he wanted to propose, Scott looks around the small park where’d he’d met you. It was a pure coincidence, and you’d always been able to distract Scott when he needed it the most. Instead of letting his life be clouded in darkness, supernatural mysteries, death threats, and trouble, you brought meaning, light, and true love into his life. You were the good, and he was addicted to that goodness after all this time together.

When Scott sees you approaching, looking lovely as ever, he takes a deep breath. This was it, the moment he’d ask you to be his wife.

When you stop walking and stand in front of Scott, you look up at him with a sweet smile on your face. “Hey Babe.” You say while pulling the sleeves of your hoodie down, the cold nipping at your exposed skin.

“You look beautiful.” Scott gushes sweetly while leaning down to kiss your lips gently.

“Thank you.” You pout your lips innocently, while letting your eyes wander up to Scott’s. “So what are we doing here?” You ask Scott, looking around the deserted park.

Scott looks down at the ground, a large, bright smile on his face, before he looks back up at you. “This is the exact spot I was standing in when I first laid eyes on you.” Scott tells you. Very suddenly, it hits you what’s happening. Your mouth drops open, but you bring your hand up to cover it. Scott reaches out and grabs your left hand, which is still at your side. He brings his other hand up and gently rubs his fingers over your forth finger, where he hoped to place the ring in his pocket on, and where it would hopefully remain for the rest of your lives. “I wanted to come full circle before we started the next leg of our journey together.”

“Scott…” You let out in a soft whisper.

“Standing here, when I saw you all those months ago, you literally took my breath away. There was something about your kind eyes and confident smile that just drew me in, and it hasn’t let me go ever since. Y/N, you are everything good, light, and joyful in my life. Everything I am and everything that I want to be is all wrapped up in you. What I’m truly saying is that I love you, and I want you to be my wife. Y/N, will you marry me?” Scott asks you as he gets down on one knee while dropping your hand and opening the ring box, presenting you with a ring that sparkled with everything you loved about Scott in its understated beauty.

With tears in your eyes, you nod your head. “Yes, of course, I will.” You bend down, cradling your new fiancé’s face between your hands, as you tenderly kiss Scott. 

Stiles - As you unpack boxes in the new house you’d just moved into with your longtime boyfriend you come across a box of photos. You smile as you see photos of Stiles in high school with all of his friends - well, they were your friends now, too. You keep lipping through the photos until you come across a photo of your boyfriend’s parents on their wedding day.

You look around you, making sure not to knock over any boxes, as you make your way to your new couch and sit down, turning your attention back to the photos in your hand.

You’re so engrossed in the past that you don’t even hear Stiles walking into the room. “This is going to take forever if you look at every single thing before putting it away.” Stiles huffs out, setting the box in his hands on the floor. You just smile at his attempted joke when you look up at him. “What do you have there?” Stiles asks when he takes a seat next to you.

You tun the picture in your hand so Stiles can see it. “Your parents on their wedding day.”

“Oh.” Stiles breathes out while reaching forward and taking the photo from you to look at.

“She was so beautiful, Stiles.” You tell the love of your life while lifting your hand to gently caress his cheek.

Stiles nods his head in agreement. “Yeah… And she would have loved you.” Stiles tells you in that sweet, sensitive, knowing voice of his.

“You really think so?” You ask him, a smile growing on your lips. It meant a lot to hear Stiles say that because you know how much he loved and respected Claudia.

“Definitely.” Stiles leans forward and gently touches his lips to yours in a sweet kiss. When he pulls away, Stiles takes a deep breath. “I think she’d really want you to have something, too… something of hers.” Stiles tells you while standing up, walking over to a nearby box and grabbing something out.

Now, you look really confused. “What are you talking about, Stiles?” You question the man in front of you.

Stiles smiles to himself while kneeling down on one knee and holding the small ring box up in his hand. Your eyes widen as you realize what Stiles is about to do. You had truly not expected this from him, at least not tonight. “I was going to plan this big romantic evening… But it feels right. Right now.” Stiles tells you while reaching over and opening the box to reveal a vintage engagement ring - a ring you recognized to be his mother’s. You’d seen it in pictures dozens of times and always thought it was the most beautiful ring you could ever imagine. You look back up at Stiles, trying to wrap your mind around what’s happening. “We have been through so much together, Baby, and if I have anything to be grateful for in this life, it’s that you are always the one standing beside me. You make me a better person just by loving me and allowing me to be a part of your life… And, if you’re okay with it, I’d really love to spend the rest of my life trying to repay you for all the wonderful things you’ve given me, the greatest of all being your heart. Will you please marry me, Y/N?”

Halfway through your boyfriend’s speech you’d begun crying. You reach up to wipe your tears away as you nod your head. “Yes, I’ll marry you.” You accept Stiles’s proposal through your happy tears as he slides your new engagement ring on your finger.

Derek - As you lie awake in your bed you wait for Derek to come home from another late night investigation. You never slept very well without him by your side. In fact, you spent your nights worrying about him, and even if you were to fall asleep, you’d just have nightmares. So instead of even trying, you’d learned to just wait for Derek.

After another few minutes you finally hear Derek’s heavy footsteps climbing the stairs of the loft to your bedroom. You turn over onto your back just in time to see Derek enter through the doorway. He quickly pulls his shirt off over his head and then strips down to just his briefs before climbing into bed with you. “You didn’t have to wait up.” Derek tells you while turning to face you and wrapping his arm around your waist, tucking your body into his.

“Of course I waited.” You say while snuggling into your boyfriend’s side. “You know I can’t sleep without you here.” You remind Derek while reaching your arm around his stomach and holding him close.

“I love you.” Derek says while turning his head and kissing the top of your head. You both stay quiet, and when you’re almost asleep, Derek moving around stirs you awake.

You slowly sit up and rub your eyes quickly before turning to look back at Derek, who is digging in his bedside drawer. “What’s wrong, Derek?” After a second, he turns back around to face you, and you see the ring box in his hand. 

“I love you… more than I can even explain. I love that you wait for me every night to fall asleep together, and I love waking up with you in the morning.” Derek begins his proposal. “Y/N, you are my best friend, my soulmate, and the love of my life all wrapped up in one.” Derek smiles up at you while opening the ring box to show you the most gorgeous, perfect ring. Honestly, it was more than y ever could have expected or imagined. “Baby, I can’t think of anything better than lying down next to my best friend each night for the rest of my life and falling asleep with you by my side. It’s more than I deserve, but I’m asking a way. Y/N, will you please spend the rest of your nights with me and marry me?” Derek asks you.

“Yes, yes, yes. Of course I’ll marry you.” You nod your head profusely while holding your hand out while Derek slides the engagement ring on your finger. “Derek, this is too much. I love it, but it…” You blow out a shaky deep breath while looking at the ring which must be 3 carats at least.

“I can afford it.” Derek laughs out while leaning over to kiss your lips. When he pulls away, he’s still smiling at you. “Want to know something else I love about you?” Derek asks you.

“Hmm?” You question while looking into Derek’s striking, beautiful, blue eyes.

“That I can hide an engagement ring in the least hidden spot ever, and you won’t snoop to find it.” Derek jokes, knowing the ring had been there for almost a year now. There had been a part of Derek that had always known that you’d be the woman he’d marry. He’d bought the ring on a whim, just having seen it and knowing it was the one, and he’d just tucked it away - waiting for this moment.

“How long has it been in there?” You ask Derek who just smiles mischievously at you. “A long time?” You continue to question him, and when Derek’s grin just grows, you laugh out before leaning over and just kissing him.

Isaac - Isaac rushes around the living room, lighting candles and throwing rose petals down. He’d had this planned for a while now, and seeing as he couldn’t imagine his life without you in it, he knew that proposing to you was absolutely the most right thing he could possibly do.

About halfway through lighting the candles, Isaac hears the front door open and close. His eyes widen as he turns around to see you carrying grocery bags through to the kitchen. You’re so preoccupied that you don’t even notice the state of your living room. But, when you walk back, you suddenly realize the romantic setting that Isaac had been trying to set. “Isaac, what’s going on?” You ask him.

“You’re early.” Isaac breathes out, his heart breaking a little bit. He wanted this to be special for you… Not only half special. He wanted to do this one thing right because the rest of his life, outside of being with you, just felt like it always went wrong.

You slowly nod your head while looking around the room to take everything in. “I got off work early…” You mutter out under your breath.

Isaac lets out a deep sigh. “Well, the surprise is ruined, but that doesn’t mean that everything else will be ruined, too.” Isaac takes a few steps towards you while reaching out and taking your hands in his. “Y/N, the way I grew up was less than pleasant. It was dark and rough, and I didn’t even know what happiness really even was.” As Isaac takes a deep breath, you reach up and softly caress his cheek. “Then, I met you, and you changed my whole life. You brought me so much joy and love. Through you, I learned what happiness was… And how to actually be happy.” Isaac leans down and gently kisses your lips quickly. “I love you and every little thing about you, even the things that drive me insane.”

You take a deep breath as you watch Isaac get down on one knee. “Marry me?” He asks you, a hopeful smile on his face.

You slowly bend down and tenderly kiss Isaac’s lips. When you pull away, still caressing Isaac’s face slowly, you smile at him. “Yes.” You whisper gently while very slowly nodding your head. “Yes, I will marry you, Isaac Lahey.”

Brett - “Where are we going?” You laugh out to Brett while he pulls you towards his packed car.

“Hopefully we’re taking a road trip.” Brett smiles over his shoulder at you.

“Hopefully?” You question Brett while pulling on Brett’s hand and turning him around to face you.

Brett takes a deep breath as he nods his head nice, looking down into your eyes. “It all depends on how you answer this next question.”

“Okay…” You scrunch up your eyebrows in both curiosity and confusion. Brett was acting pretty weird, and you had no idea what he had up his sleeve.

“I love you. Do you love me?” Brett asks you quickly. He was feeling pretty nervous, and a little reassurance might go a long way in boosting his confidence.

You let out a small chuckle under your breath. “Of course I love you, you goof.” You assure your boyfriend.

“Okay.” Brett blows out a deep breath. “So… This road trip, I think we should go to Vegas and get married. I love you more than anything, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you.”

You inhale a deep breath as your jaw nearly hits the ground. This was literally the last thing you had expected. Not only was Brett proposing, but he was proposing getting married right away - right now. “What? Brett… Have you really thought about this?” You ask him.

Brett reaches into his coat pocket and quickly opens the ring box in his hand to show you. “I know what I’m asking, and I know it’s what I really want.” Brett looks up from the ring and back at your face. “We know how short life can be, and I don’t want to wait to be with you - to start our lives together.” “Brett…” You sigh out, but he interrupts you. “Marry me, Y/N. I love you, and you love me. Marry me.” Brett repeats.

Suddenly, you’re overcome with the love you feel for the man in front of you. He was right. You loved him, and you’d known for quite some time now that you wanted to spend your life with him. Why wait, right? “Let’s go get married.” You smile grows from ear to ear as Brett slips the ring on your finger before picking you up and spinning you around. As he sets you back down on your feet, he leans down and slowly kisses your lips.

Theo - You set the plate of freshly made pancakes down on the table between you and Theo while taking your seat across from the chimera. Your relationship had been less than easy and you’d had many obstacles to overcome, but in the end - you loved one another. You loved Theo, and he loved you. After figuring that out, sorting out the rest had been easy. You’d do anything to be together, and luckily that meant Theo was able to see the error of his ways and just be happy with what he already had.

“So, what should we do today?” Theo asks you while grabbing a piece of bacon and popping it into his mouth.

You grab your knife and spread a little bit of butter on your top pancake. “Whatever you want, Babe.” You smile up at him quickly before looking back down at your food. “Will you pass the syrup over?” You ask after sprinkling a few blueberries over the fluffy pancakes.

“Here you go.” Theo tells you as he slides something across the table towards you.

When Theo pulls his hand away, you don’t see the maple syrup. Instead, you see an open ring box in front of you with a gorgeous pear-shaped ring nestled in the velvet. At first you reach your hand out to pick it up, but then you think better of it and instead you reach up to cover your jaw-slacked mouth. “Theo, what are you doing?” You question him while tears threaten to fall from your eyes.

“You said we could do whatever I wanted, and this is what I want.” Theo grins while glancing down at the ring.

“You want to get married?” You ask him, a smile growing on your face. Honestly, there was nothing you wanted more than to marry Theo, but you’d never talked about this. You hadn’t even known how Theo felt about marriage until this moment.

Theo nods his head at you while leaning forward in his chair. “Someday. As far as today is concerned, I’d settle for you agreeing to be my wife.” He answers you while reaching out and grabbing your left hand in both of his. “I think it’s clear by now how much I love you and all the things I’m willing to do to show you that… But I can’t think of anything better than marrying you, spending the rest of my life with you, and having as many babies as you want.” Theo smiles a real genuine smile towards you. “So what do you say, do you want to spend the rest of your life with me?” Theo asks you.

Overcome with emotion, you don’t think you can speak so you just nod your head a few times, looking into Theo’s green eyes as you reach up, grab the back of his neck, and pull him into a deep kiss. Theo responds in kind before pulling away and slipping the massive diamond ring onto your finger.

The Ways We Fall Asleep Pt. 2 [Cullen x Trevelyan]

Here’s part two.

There is pattern to these, at least there’s meant to be. It might have gotten lost somewhere.

First one is before Cullen and Nevena really grow close. They appreciate there is something that they like about each other. That they care about each other and are attracted to each other, but they haven’t admitted it to one another and are too focused on keeping each other at arms length and at a distance. Safe.

This one is at a later point, when they’re testing the water. Flirtatious glances, and little quips, pushing the boundaries with the by-your-leave of the other. Nevena is a little more confident than Cullen as you might expect…

Once again, big ups to xenadd for this adorable idea and enabling me to roll with it. :B

Part One // Part Two // Part Three // Part Four // Part Five // Part Six

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The mountains around Skyhold seemed to be in a state of perpetual winter. Snow all the time, that rarely melted and sometimes only when given magical assistance.

It was a beautiful place most of the time, how the sun reflected off the mountain peaks around the stronghold throughout the day. Certainly a picturesque place to raise an Inquisition, but when the weather turned, which it did, often and without warning, the surrounding area lost its charm rather swiftly.

Gale forces winds were one thing, everyone could survive those. Even those down in the refugee camps about a mile away. They could manage now wooden buildings, huts really, had been erected to protect from the adverse weather conditions. But when thick snow fall joined it, the wind became less easy to bare.

The grass of the courtyard was covered in white, and the balcony outside Nevena’s windows had a good two foot of snow built up. Her room was warm and dry and cozy despite the weather outside and for that both she and Cullen were grateful.

“You do realise you’re not sleeping in your tower tonight, don’t you.” Nevena stated, not bothering to look up from the letter she had been writing. Something for Josephine to send along to a minor noble. A letter of thanks for his assistance and telling him how gratefully received his personal soldiers had been.

Cullen’s lips twitched as he looked outside, “it seems that way.” He admitted.

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just a dance

nexutamashii sent me this prompt/request! Something went wrong with my inbox and it never showed up there, but I did see this notification in my activity at least so I’m glad I didn’t totally miss it. This was a nice little detour from all the stuff I’ve been working on, and posed some little challenges I hope I conquered. Full fic updates coming soon!

Only warnings are for levels of sass that are unreal. 
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“It’s going to be a great time, Link. I know you don’t like to be in the spotlight, but it’ll be so nice for everyone to get to see you and give you some appreciation. There’ll be food, and music, and dancing! I think it’ll be wonderful to really feel like we’re giving our new home the proper celebration.”

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asproutling  asked:

what about doppelgangland? the one where the scoobies think willow's dead, due to alt universe vamp will, sterekfied? :D

The first sign that something’s wrong comes in the form of Lydia Martin stalking up to Scott in the hall after first period and snapping: “What the hell is going on with Stilinski?”

Stiles had graduated to a first name basis with Lydia at least since the winter formal (Scott should know, Stiles had made a celebration out of it, toasting the occasion with a slopping bottle of Jack Daniels, composing odes to the way his name sounded on her “perfect, probably berry-flavored lips”) so this immediately catches his attention.

“What do you mean?”

Lydia’s hands go to her hips as she continues stalking forward, leaning right into his space in a way that makes him fight the urge to flinch away.

“I mean that he’s walking around school looking like a reject from the Lost Boys, and I do not use that comparison lightly. When I asked him how the research for our joint chem project was going he called me babydoll. Babydoll, McCall. Get your friend in line before he ends up with one of my Louboutins up his ass and has to foot the bill for the dry cleaning.”


Which is weird, for sure, but Stiles hasn’t always had a history of being entirely coherent around Lydia Martin, and even though he seems to have more or less given up on his epic crush in the light of her “true love’s resurrection” moment with Jackson (claims of a ten year plan notwithstanding), Scott shrugs the encounter off quickly enough.

He’s not really sure what a “Lost Boys reject” would look like anyway. Is that a band, or…

Or maybe Stiles in a leather jacket over tight jeans and a red tank, with too-spiked hair (Scott hadn’t even realized it had grown far enough out of his buzz cut to spike like that), leaning against a locker and looking for all the world like he’d just need a cigarette between his lips to look at home in an eighties teen movie.


His friend’s gaze slides his way, narrowing as it does. By the time he’s looking at Scott it’s a full-on squint. He pulls it off in a way Scott never would have expected, and he bites down on a grin.

“Is this your Derek impression or something?”

Stiles doesn’t smile back, eyes rolling and pushing off the lockers with his elbows.

“Here to blame me for some new disaster, McCall?”

The demotion to last name, on the tail of Lydia’s scathing usage, pushes the smile right off Scott’s face.

“What? Stiles… no? Are you mad at me?”

Stiles’ brows crease for a second before he forces his face back into a scowl.

“Don’t act like that.”

“Like what?” Stiles huffs and starts to stalk off, and Scott moves after him. “Hey, sorry I insulted your new look, ok? It surprised me, but if it’s what you—“

Scott feels his jaw crack before he even registers Stiles swinging, impossibly fast. And then the ground is slamming his face hard. There are shouts of alarm from somewhere up the hall, but all he sees when he looks up, clutching his cheek, are Stiles’ eyes blazing crimson before bleeding back to brown.

“We’re done, Scott. Got it? Don’t talk to me again.”

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