the elevation of the cross

A No. 4 train crosses the Cross Bronx Expressway.  The train was the only thing moving here.


Bring your daughter to work day.

Being a single dad and having a job as demanding as Spencer’s was not easy, but when he saw the little smile on his daughter’s face or felt the way her fist would wrap around his finger, it was all worth it. 

In which Spencer gets called into work on what is supposed to be his day off, and it’s so last minute that he has to bring his four month old daughter, Harper, with him.

a/n: based off of this request, i’m making this a series of one shots about spencer and harper so this is the first installment. gif credit to toyboxboy.

Spencer’s hand came down to rest upon his baby girl’s head, he cradled Harper in his arms and as always was overwhelmed with joy and love. She had finally fallen asleep after hours of crying and she now looked peaceful– seemed as though a bottle had done the trick.

Spencer felt as though he was way in over his head since he was a single dad but he was already great at it and had at least some faith in himself. He was off for a few days and could handle it at the moment to get himself together.

Spencer’s phone rang, the shrill sound taking Harper from her peaceful sleep and immediately causing her to burst into tears. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath as he silently cursed whoever was calling for waking up his baby girl, he was just as tired as she was after a night of not much sleep. 

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“Troop Leader” Part 1

Request: I’d love one where the reader is Starks little girl but in her early 20s. She’s a Girl Scout troop leader and brings her girls to the tower to set up their cookie stand in the lobby. Bucky keeps sneaking down there and buys cookies from them and winking and flirting at her making the little girls giggle at them.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Warnings: fluff central

Word Count: 892

A/N: this request made me smile so much! hope you enjoy, please leave feedback. my requests and taglist are open. I have one request left after this. let me know what else you want me to write. 

Troop Leader Masterlist

Originally posted by thenixcat

“Dad, remember I’m bringing my troops to meet everyone today. Please keep anything dangerous locked away. I don’t want to have to explain to parents as to why all their little girl’s eyebrows were burned off. Make sure the entire team is there. The whole point of today is for the troops to learn about leadership. Everyone needs to be there. Got it? And we’re setting up the cookie stand in your lobby. Please buy some boxes.” You left yet another voicemail for your father.

Today, you were supposed to bringing your girl scout troop to the tower to sell cookies, but they were all going to earn their leadership patches by going. Troop 159 did sell the most cookies out of all the troops in Manhattan, but it was all thanks to you, Y/N Stark. People just automatically want to buy cookies from a famous man’s daughter. It’s just the way the world works.  

All week you had been leaving the same message for him, but he would never pick up the phone or call you back. He was probably holed away in his lab, or avoiding Bucky Barnes. Sure, he might’ve killed your grandparents, but you didn’t blame him. You knew it wasn’t his fault. You had been through the same experience with Loki. He used his staff to brainwash you and he forced you to do terrible things. In a way, you understood Bucky, even though you had never met him.

 Standing outside of Avengers Tower, you were really hoping your dad had at least listened to the voicemails. With sweating palms, you lead your troops inside. The lobby was empty except for a few folding tables. Good, he had heard them.

“Alright girls, let’s set everything up. Then I will see if everyone is available to come down.”

The girls got to work and you went to Tiffany, the receptionist.

“Can you call my dad and see if everyone’s ready. Tell him the girls are set up and ready to meet everyone.” With a roll of her eyes, she got the phone and called to Tony.  

“They will be right down, Ms. Stark.”

You nodded your thanks and went to go check up on the girls, but they already had a customer. You hadn’t noticed anyone come in. All you saw was his back, and it was a hot back. You made your way around the table to stand with your girls. Before you could get a good look at him, you heard your fathers voice.

“Y/N! You’re here! It’s been so long! I see you’ve already met Barnes.” You froze in your spot. Bucky Barnes was the man standing behind you. He spoke up before you could say anything,

“well, I haven’t really had the chance to introduce myself. I’m Bucky, and you must be the prettier Stark. It’s a pleasure to meet you.” Before you could blink, he had made his way in front of you. His front was definitely much hotter than the back. His eyes were enchanting and that smirk, the fucking smirk. He knew exactly what he was doing.

You slowly took his hand in yours. One of your girls decided to speak for you,

“this is Troop Leader Y/N. She’s the best troop leader we’ve ever had!” she exclaimed. Bucky had widened his smile.

“I bet she is. With a pretty face like that She could sell anything.” Your mouth dropped open, and with a wink, Bucky walked passed all the Avengers and into the elevator. You had just enough time to see his biceps flex as he crossed his arms before the doors closed.

Your girls were giggling uncontrollably. That snapped you out of your lovesick haze.

“A-alrighty girls, these are the Avengers. Most of you probably know my father, Tony Stark, and Captain America. Everyone is going to teach you the importance of being a good leader and today you will earn your leadership patches. So, go introduce yourselves and get started!” you told them excitedly. All the girls were beaming. Every one of your scouts loved the Avengers.

With all of them entertained, you sat yourself down in one of the plastic chairs. You felt a tap on your shoulder.

“Hey there Sugar, I realized I didn’t buy anything when I came down. Now, what do you recommend?” you heard your girls giggle again. Everyone was staring at the interaction between you and Bucky. Steve had a smirk on his face. He had never seen his best friend so confident. You could almost see the steam coming out of Tony’s ears, and everyone else was giving off a smirk. It was almost comical how flushed you got around him.

“W-well, my favorites are the Somoas, just because I love coconut, but I also like the Thin Mints. They taste better if you freeze them.” You gave out your short answer.

“Alrighty, Darlin’ I’ll take two of each.”

You handed him the boxes and called over one of your girls to do the transaction, they were the ones supposed to be selling after all.

“thanks, kiddo. I’ll be back down to see your pretty troop leader again. By Y/N/N.” and again he disappeared.

“Ms. Y/N, he’s cute!” one little girl told you.

“I know, Sweetie, I know.” You sighed out.

James Barnes was going to be the death of you.

Tags: @ursulaismymiddlename @opaque-daydream @betsy1066 @imagine-all-the-fandoms @ifoundlove-x0vanessa0x @pacifikaproudaotearoa

Can’t Remember to Forget You | v

Summary: When you almost die in battle, a distraught Bucky - afraid of what will become of him if he loses you - decides to end things. But what happens when he loses his memory, only to end up falling in love with you all over again?

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Word Count: 2k

Warnings: Language, Angst

A/N: Sorry for the long wait! hopefully this chapter doesn’t hurt too much // also big s/o to Blade for beta’ing this, I am sorry for hurting you || crtfy masterlist

Originally posted by caps-bucky

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Movie Night Part 4

Character Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Female Reader

Word Count: 2775

Warnings: NSFW 18+ Smut, swearing, unprotected sex (don’t be silly, wrap the willy!) bite marks, fingering, slight oral, mention of a blow job. Fluff, yucky love stuff.

A/N: HJM, thank you so much for your request. I liked it a lot and I really hope I did it justice and brought your idea to life!

Part One - Part Two - Part Three


Click. Click. Click.

You blew out a frustrated breath and dropped your pen before the clicking drove you crazy. The stupid nervous tic had started about an hour ago as you stared at the e-mails in front of you.

Tony was not going to like what Secretary Ross had to say about the Singapore mission. The United Nations wasn’t very happy either.

You propped your elbows on your desk and lowered your head into your hands. You pressed your thumbs into your temples and tried to will the headache away.

Think happy thoughts.

Bucky popped into your head. A small smile played on your lips. He had left you with plenty to think about the night before he left for Singapore with the team.

Whoever said that romance was dead, clearly had never been with Bucky Barnes.

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melbourne city loop train stations to cry at, rated

flinders st: scene children have been crying here for AT LEAST a decade & they legally own all crying rights . approach@ur own risk (unless ur a scene kid). 3/10

flagstaff: good luck getting here, good luck avoiding acu students who’ll only make u cry harder wen they remind you that THEYRE gonna ENTer the WOrk Force. extra points for isolation and proximity 2 thousands of businessmen  6/10

parliament: u can ride the endless elevators , (gently weeping) up and down for all of eternity , 9/10

southern cross: sob hysterically in a vline for the 20 minutes it sits idle before leaving to geelong BUT country ppl tend 2 be nosier and kinder than city-slickers &umay be offered a tissue. get red rooster afterwards 2 feel even worse about urself 7/10

melb central: AVOID at all costs, there WILL be metdogs and they CAN smell weakness & find a reason to fine u (public nuisance possibly) 1/10

this is goodbye.- h.s imagine

Originally posted by harrysimpact

this is the third and final part of my little mini series! thank you guys so much for reading! 

you can find part 1 here and part 2 here

After two months of constantly trying to get in contact with Harry, Y/N thought this was his way of saying goodbye. As Y/N was placing pictures of her and Harry into a box, she laughed to herself. Only for a break, he said. This is a way to bring us closer together again. You sighed and put the box filled with memories of Harry down onto your desk. After accepting defeat that Harry was going his own way and pursuing his dreams, Y/N thought it was best to move on as well. She stopped talking to his family. Anne and Gemma were sweet after Harry left on tour. Constantly checking up on her and seeing if they could help her in any way possible. Anne even stopped by her apartment and brought her homemade brownies that Y/N loved so much. Y/N felt guilty for cutting them out of her life but she felt like it wasn’t fair to keep talking to them. She didn’t want them to feel as if they had to walk around egg shells around her. She also didn’t want them to judge Harry for what happened between them. She would never want that. And to be honest with herself, she felt as though if she remained in contact with them, it wasn’t fair for Harry. It was his family. No matter how much they treated you like you were a part of it.

You plopped down onto your bed and placed your arms on top of your eyes. All of a sudden your phone started to ring next to you. “Hello?”

“Y/N! How you holding up?” Your best friend, Lucy, was by your side 24/7 during the whole ordeal. She agreed with you when you said the break was a stupid thing for Harry to suggest. She agreed with you when you were constantly calling Harry a dick for avoiding all of your calls (She even left a couple voicemails to him making sure he knew how much of an ass he was). She even agreed with you when you said moving on from him was going to be the hardest thing you’ll ever have to do. You were together for years. You can’t just forget about the good times you’ve had together. It was going to be hard, but not impossible, she would tell you.

“Hey Luce. I’m fine, yeah.” you sighed into the phone.

Lucy could tell you were exhausted. It was an exhausting thing to do; trying to reach out to someone, constantly being rejected, having to pack his things, having to accept that you were no matter part of something that you would thought was going to last forever. “I’m not going to suggest going out again, promise. Just thought you might want some girl time. Clear your head for a little while.”

You sat up slowly and bit your lip while looking at the box filled with Harry memorabilia across the room. “Actually…Let’s do it. That sounds perfect right now. I just have to drop something off first..”

Harry finally had a little break during his tour. Normally he would just stay in LA rather than going back to cold, rainy London but he couldn’t bring himself to stay at that house.

Harry cheated on you in that house. Wait. Is it cheating? he thought. Technically you guys were on break. Harry tried telling himself that but it didn’t stop his guilt flooding in his heart.

Currently Harry was sitting in a cab driving him back to his London apartment. He was scared being back home. How silly he thought. How silly of a grown man to be scared of the city. He was scared because he knew that being back home meant having to face you. He was the one that suggested a break but he would’ve never thought it would progress this long. He also knew how wrong it was to not communicate with you during the break. Especially because your calls and texts were nothing but loving to him.

I miss you more and more each day.

I watched a video of you performing Kiwi in LA. You were so good, baby!

I hope you’re not forgetting to take your vitamins, you silly boy.

Harry wanted to say something. He wanted to call you on the first night of his tour. He wanted to tell you how nervous he was. He wanted you to assure him he was amazing and that everything he did people were going to love but he couldn’t bring himself to dial your phone number.

He couldn’t do anything but just read your texts and ignore them simply because he was a coward.

That’s why he slept with that random woman. Because he was a coward. Instead of facing his problems, he added to the fire. After the woman left his house the next morning, Harry sobbed while holding a pillow against his chest. He pretended it was you and whispered how sorry he was for kissing someone that wasn’t you.

The cab halted to a stop in front of Harry’s apartment building. Harry sighed and thanked the man before hurrying inside.

You set the box on top of the counter. “Hey Gale. How are you today?” You softly smiled while looking at the doorman in front of you.

Gale looked up at you, “Doing alright. What can I do for you, Y/N?” Constantly being at Harry’s apartment, the people in charge of the building started taking a liking to you.

“Just need to drop some things off at Harry’s place. Mind if I head on up?” You asked while glancing inside the box.

“Sure. But looks like he’s coming in right now. Go on up with him” Gale smiled and looked behind you at the front entrance.

You instantly froze. What the hell was he doing back? Was it the 15th already? You knew that he had a break during the tour but you didn’t think he would come back home. Crap. Did he see me yet? Maybe I can just go hide behind the-


You closed your eyes and cursed at yourself for not having the ability to turn invisible.

You turned around slowly and avoided eye contact with the man that broke your heart a million times these past two months, “I dropped off your things.”

You quickly started to walk away but was stopped when Harry grabbed your arm softly. “Love, wait please. I haven’t seen you properly in two months. Let me explain-”

This time you scoffed. Suddenly something in your brain shifted. Instead of feeling sad and blaming yourself for what happened between you and Harry, you were furious. You harshly pulled your arm away and jabbed your finger into his chest, “How dare you. You don’t talk to me for months and waltz in like nothing’s wrong. Go to hell, Harry.” You quickly turned back around and stormed off.

Harry quickly dropped his duffel bag he was carrying and ran in front of you. “Love, please-”

“Stop calling me that!” You yelled while walking away.

“Y/N stop!” Harry screamed while grabbing you yet again. “Please just hear me out!”

“What! What could you possibly say!” Y/N screamed back at him while trying to pry his hands off her.

Harry started to notice people stopping to see who was yelling in the middle of the lobby. “Please..Please just come up to my place. Please, let’s just talk.”

Y/N looked around and began to notice the stares as well. You sighed. Might as well end it officially tonight and get your stuff back. "Fine.“ You shook Harry off and began walking to the elevators.

Harry quickly picked up his bag and the box you left on the front desk and followed you.

The elevator ride up was filled with silence. Harry was thinking of what he could possibly say to make things alright with you guys while you were thinking of how exhausted you were.

I need a drink the both of of you thought.

What felt like a lifetime for you and the shortest two minutes to Harry, the elevator finally stopped at Harry’s floor.

You crossed your arms and stepped out while Harry rubbed his sweaty palms on his pants and stepped out as well.

Harry pulled out his keys and shakily tried unlocking the door. Wondering what was taking him so long to open the door, you then noticed how much he was shaking and placed your hands on top of his. "Let me..” you mumbled quietly. Harry nodded quickly and gave you the key. You unlocked the door and stepped inside his apartment. Slowly you walked over to his couch and sat down, looking down at your fingers.

Harry shut the door and walked in front of you. He stopped and stared at you. This was the first time in two months that he’s seen you. You had your hair in a ponytail and weren’t wearing any makeup. God, you looked so beautiful. Harry knelt down in front of you and placed his finger on your chin so you would look at him, properly. “I missed you so much, beautiful.”

You stared into his eyes, the anger quickly fading and the sadness you felt for the past two months came rushing back. “Please don’t say that.”

Harry sat next to you and grabbed your hands, “No. I mean it. I’m so sorry, lovely.”

You looked down at your fingers that were now intertwined with his. “If you missed me as much as you said you did..Why did you leave so suddenly. Why did you leave things the way you did.”

Harry sighed out, “I was scared that I would say something that would make things harder than they already were. We were already fighting so much and when we agreed to the break, we were already so vulnerable. I was scared, love.”

“I was scared too! But I still tried to make things somewhat better! I reached out to you! I made the effort! You didn’t!” You argued while tears brimmed your eyes. “I know! I just didn’t know what to do!” Harry could never come up with an excuse for his behavior. You did make an effort in the relationship but he never did. He let the negative thoughts conquer his mind and that got in the way of your relationship.

The both of you stayed silent. It was confusing. Y/N thought it was the end of the two of you but somehow, sitting next to him with his hands intertwined with yours, you didn’t want things to end.

Suddenly Harry whispered, “I slept with someone.”

You quickly looked at him and pulled your hand away. Harry visibly winced, “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry, love!”

“What? Is that..Is that why you wouldn’t speak to me? You were afraid I would find out?” You whispered.

“Yes..No..Yes.” Harry argued with himself, “We were already in a bad place when I left for tour and that just made it harder..”

“Harry, I-“ You began but Harry interrupted you, “Love, I will never forgive myself. I ruined our relationship in the worst way I possibly could but please..please don’t give up on me. I’ll make it up to you everyday. I’ll cancel my tour. Move in with me. Please, I’ll make it up to you.”

Y/N shook her head. Right from the beginning, she knew that when they were taking a break from their relationship, she knew something like this would happen.

“It’s best if we broke up.” You whispered.

Harry shook his head quickly and constantly. “No. No. We’re going to get past this. But no. We can’t break up. We’re getting married. love. We’re going to be with each other for the rest of our lives. We can’t do that if we’re broken up!” Harry knew he was sounding like a maniac but when it came to you, he was insanely in love with you. He made a mistake but you guys will be able to get over it. You guys were the couple everyone admired. Everyone was envious of your relationship. If you guys couldn’t make things work, what does that say about love?

“We’ve been apart for months. Even before the break..we were constantly fighting. The simplest things, we fought about. You just sleeping with someone else..It just shows that maybe we really aren’t meant to be..” You sighed. You climbed onto Harry’s lap and looked into his eyes, “Maybe the fire blew out a long time ago. We were going to end sooner or later.” Harry stared into your eyes that were filled with nothing but tears and hurt. “I refuse to believe that. We’re meant for each other.”

This time Y/N shook her head. “I’ll always love you, Harry. But I’m exhausted. I’m exhausted with the fighting and not to mention you’re still on tour. And..after this, I couldn’t even imagine myself for forgiving you for sleeping with some random girl.”

Harry buried his face into the crook of your neck. He was exhausted as well. He was tired of the fights and the accusations. But he didn’t want things to end. He knew in his heart that you guys were meant to be together. But he couldn’t let the relationship if you couldn’t forgive you. He knew that whenever he looks into your eyes, he’s just going to remember the mistake that he made. Every time he’s going to look into your eyes, he’s going to remember how heartbroken they looked when he confessed his mistake. “Okay..”

You pulled Harry closer together to you. This was the last time you would be able to hold him like this. This was goodbye.

and that’s it! thank you guys again so much for reading! honestly the feedback on part 2 was so amazing that i just couldn’t wait to write part 3! let me know what you guys think! and remember, requests are always open!

The Vanilla Chronicles: Min Yoongi

Prompt:  Yoongi smut where the reader overhears Yoongi’s conversation about their sex life with another band member or friend and he was saying that she was boring or something and she decided to surprise him one day??? if that makes any sense?? thanks have a nice day/night!! xx

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

Word Count: 2.2k

Warning: Sub!Yoongi


**Totally plays into my belief of BTS reeking of subission

**Constructive feedback is always welcomed!

**BTS smut/angst/fluff requests are open!

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We Can Never Go Back To Before

(I am sad and write of sad things.  Everyone will be all right in the end, I’m sure, but, Harris, you can’t run from your past forever.)

“Let’s eat peanut butter cups for dinner.”

Harris shifted the bag of groceries in his arms. “Was that your plan all along?”

Darcy nodded. “Yes.”

“Then why did we go grocery shopping?”

“I was luring you into a false sense of security, nutritionally speaking.” She did a little spin, enjoying the way her skirt flared around her knees. The bags in her hands bumped against her legs as she stopped, facing him. “It was my devious plan.”

He grinned at her, his cheeks pink from the spring breeze. “With chicken breasts and frozen vegetables?”

“You didn’t suspect a thing,” Darcy pointed out. She threw her hands in the air. Harris ducked under her bags without missing a step. “My plan was a success!”

“We’re not eating peanut butter cups for dinner,” Harris said. But he was smiling when he said it.

“Maybe you’re not, but you’re not the boss of me, soooooooo…” She tipped her head in his direction. “Make me a better offer.”

“I don’t know,” he mused. “I mean, we could try eating real food and not spending the rest of the night curled up in the fetal position, praying for death as the sugar rush wears off.”

He had a pronounced cowlick right now. It was adorable. Darcy shifted both of her bags to one hand and reached out with the other. “You make it sound like a bad plan.”

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When Things Collide 1

Pairing: Eggsy Unwin x Reader // Kingsman Team x The Avengers Team

Characters: Harry Hart, Merlin, Eggsy Unwin // Steve Rogers, Natalia Romanov, Bucky Barnes, Sam Wilson, Clint Barton, Tony Stark, Pepper Potts, Wanda Maximoff, Pietro Maximoff, Vison, Bruce Banner.

When someone makes a move to attack the Queen, threatening their country. The Kingsman find themselves heading for new land, in search of help from an unlikely group they have only heard tales of. When Eggsy meets a young woman, he can’t help but want to get to know her. But will her life with The Avengers keep them apart?
Being apart of The Avengers was your life, trying to keep work and personal separate was never easy when you lived with your teammates. when you meet a cute Brit, with green eyes to die for, how hard is it going to be to keep your work and personal separate? Will your life as an Avenger push him away or can he handle what’s thrown at him?

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You’ll Regret Him... {Reader Insert}

Imagine: A bride-to-be is caught up in a dilemma, and is left with a choice. The boy she’s grown up with, who’s held her heart so carefully since they met. Or the man that promised her danger, but risks there future with his line of work every day.

Summary: It’s the night before {Y/N}’s wedding, when a friendly face turned up on the threshold of her hotel room. She tries to push away the memories, keep back the need for the man she hasn’t seen in years. But FP gets to her. Will she let her marriage fail before it’s even begun?

Request?: Yes, a lovely little nonny asked for an angsty pre-marriage situation. The reader is planning to marry, but FP turns up and tells her not to go through with it. But she turns him down, knowing things would never work.

Warnings: F/M Smut, Very minor really (thigh riding and make out sessions, slight dirty talk), Reader is early twenties (the other kiddos are the same age)

Word Count: 2256

Taglist: @theserpentgod 

Disclaimer: The gif is not mine, credits to the owner that made it. Riverdale characters are not mine, credit to the writers and producers. There is minor smut in this, so if you do not like smut, do not read.

A/N: This was kinda cute? Maybe, let me know what you guys think. Thank your patience, it’s very appreciated. Exams are over now, so I’m free for at least two months to dedicate myself to this blog. The requests I have are almost finished, so I’ll be open to more soon. Enjoy, my little bookworms 🖤 

Originally posted by jordank95

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Down-to-Earth Love, Strong Emotions, and Technology

July 25

The sun and Mars are still conjunct in early Leo to an exact degree.  So the possibility of taking sudden action is a big possibility since the sun is focused on that.   

Mercury in Leo is at 29 degrees, and soon after going into Virgo, it will go retrograde and come back to this point. This is also the area where the next new moon solar eclipse, will be landing, and it is also the point of the fixed star Regulus.  In this spot, it is connecting to the grand fire trine with NN, Uranus and Saturn. It is closest to being trine to Uranus, which brings unexpected news, insights, brilliant conversations or unusual statements (well that’s everyday, these days).  But it is HIGHLY positive and with Mercury in loving Leo –the sign that rules the heart—and Uranus in Aries—the sign that takes action, there could be unexpected action based on telling someone you love them, engagements, or news of a child or future child.  Positive news about teaching children through technology, in a futuristic way or about something unusual. It is important to the social destiny and also highly positive, and Saturn in the grand trine can help with the ground work—highly positive to make something real in a responsible, practical way that builds the structure so it can be strong.  In Sagittarius, there could be legal matters involved, or higher education and possibly international ties or something that involves foreigners or foreign travel.

Jupiter is square Pluto this week, almost exact today, and while Jupiter and Pluto together can relate to power and wealth, some astrologers believe that this configuration relates to using power and money for the good of others.  Jupiter is beneficence and good fortune and in Libra it is about relationships and justice. Pluto is power and economics and in Capricorn relates to being responsible.  This challenging angle can mean that extreme power, extreme changes (Pluto) can affect harmony in a big way (Jupiter in Libra) that can be stressful and that it is necessary to be responsible in business, government, authority in order to achieve justice, fairness, and positive partnerships.  

Venus is opposite Saturn still moving away from that aspect.  Feet on the ground when it comes to love and money as well as beauty and décor—what we call ours. Not to get too carried away, especially because of peer pressure (among social groups, norms—represented by Gemini), or when seeing things in the media and wanting what you see. Saturn brings things down to reality and in Sagittarius  gives a wider perspective of what is really meaningful and considered to be a higher-level perspective.  

Venus is sextile Eris and close to being sextile to Uranus. Angle of opportunity to take positive unexpected or sudden actions related to meetings or social groups/activities. Possibly a financial benefit connected to future technological activity or developments, or through futures investments. Moon in Virgo is opposed to Chiron.  Feelings and emotional issues regarding health and

Nutrition, getting in shape may be spurred on by pain or feeling unhealthy or a negative issue related to health, wounds or injury, or negative reminders of what health should be.  There could be sensitivities regarding health concerns and those could spur on the feelings about the need to work harder on health and nutrition. 

July 26 

Sun and Mars still exact.  Focus on taking action related to things we love, children, playfulness and fun, or even risks.  Matters of the heart and matters of enjoyment.  Beware of the tendency to be impulsive since there is a connection to Uranus in Aries, still, and that can result in unexpected blow-ups.  

Early on, Neptune is  opposite the moon today, and there could be emotional hindrances to the details related to sensitive issues, health, or feeling at peace. Emotional responses to the small details regarding a creative project could come up, as well.  And perhaps an emotional issue happens related to the health of someone in the music or film industry, or the mental health of someone based on an emotional disturbance related to things being in order, or overwork, or taking care of health and fitness.  It may be a good day for a mental health day away from the ordinary schedule, since mental, physical health as well as the focus being distracted by either a need to just let the imagination run wild while you are doing a detailed or organizational task, or the opposite—maybe you are too focused on the small details when what you need to do is just let it go and see where things lead.  Being more creative in a spiritual way. 

Later, there is a grand cross in the sky formed by the Moon in Virgo, Saturn in Sag, Chiron in Pisces and Venus in Gemini.  There will be challenges related to emotions concerning things like health and nutrition or how things are being organized, or the small details about how things are being done—either related to healthcare, or legal matters, or financial discussions in the news and the reality vs. what is being said. Emotional responses to the details about that will come up as well as stressful issues regarding health, healthcare, pain and injury and some kind of harmony or financial matter.   

On a personal level, emotions could be strong regarding small details, the little things. Saturn in Sag could relate to delays in travel or legal matters, possibly limitations surrounding education or publishing matters.  Chiron in Pisces could bring up sensitive issues related to health, injury or pain, or feelings of compassion for someone in need of healing.  

Venus in Gemini, again, is money or love, values in relation to social groups, meetings and what is in the news.  Gemini can mean there are two things,  or two sides, possibly a need to make a choice of more than one thing. Choosing values over money or love over beauty.  All of these could come up and be affecting the others. This can mean putting out a lot of fires, or feeling as if you need to multi-task, or you have the weight of the world on your shoulders.  Because the moon is in the mix, it will not last more than a day and Venus will also be moving away from this configuration soon, as well.  So the pressure will dissipate in a day or two. 

Jupiter and Black moon Lilith are sextile today, meaning very good possibilities for expanding relationships with powerful international women or women in law or education.  It could also relate on a personal level to great benefits to a relationship or partnership and sexuality while traveling, or women feeling more powerful in relationships/partnerships—possibly a just legal decision goes well regarding women’s issues or because of a powerful woman having a big effect on the outcome.    

Jupiter still squares Pluto.  This does indicate stress between what is just and fair and major transformations taking place in government, business, banking, and the workplace, or the boss, authority figure.   

Pluto is close to being sextile to Neptune and has been on an ongoing basis.  Not exact but still within orb. This can relate to what I talked about last time – reverting to the spiritual and meditation, intuition, and creative issues.  It can be the opportunity for major transformation regarding how people use their spiritual, intuitive and creative gifts, including music, film, art, photography.  There are positive opportunities to make major transformations in these fields and to have a huge impact on the business end of it, the authority side.  Perhaps a new authority figure in the New Age or spiritual world will make a big difference or have a transformative effect.  

July 27

Today Venus in Gemini and Uranus in Aries are at a positive angle of opportunity.  There could be surprises or unusual activity going on that could be influential over finances or love relationships, possibly what you own, or that can make you happy if you take advantage of this possibility.  It could be related to what is reported in the news that offers an opportunity to make money based on unexpected events, or coming into money suddenly or unexpectedly based on something you write or communicate, or on a meeting with someone. Or it could be a positive social connection that is made based on an unexpected turn of events or action. You know the kind of thing that happens in movies when you bump into someone coming out of the elevator, or sitting on the train, or with Uranus, online. 

The Grand Cross is still in place  briefly in Mutable signs, meaning challenges that could transition us into something new. Specifically, Moon in Virgo opposed to Chiron relates to feelings and emotional issues regarding health and nutrition, getting in shape may be spurred on by pain or feeling unhealthy or a negative issue related to health, wounds or injury, or negative reminders of what health should be.  There could be sensitivities regarding health concerns and those could spur on the feelings about the need to work harder on health and nutrition. 

Then the moon will be in Libra for a short time in the evening (EDT), and also be at a positive angle of opportunity to Mars and the Sun in Leo. This could be a big emotional reaction to a relationship issue or to an issue of what is fair and taking action to be more loving, or more happy, or just impulsively taking a risk of some kind—possibly related to a financial gamble– and it turns out well.   We still have the grand trine in fire, but there is a remainder of that grand cross which is now a T-square connecting venus in Gemini to Chiron in Pisces to Saturn in Sagittarius, all at challenging angles, along with the Venus opposition to Saturn. So there could be some tension related to harmony and values among social networks that is at odds with healing and healthcare, helping those in pain, and in making it real vs. putting up walls and restrictions against love, harmony and healing.  This is a struggle that needs to be overcome, and can be as Venus moves ahead and when Chiron moves into Aries.   At that point, there could be less focus on compassion and sensitivity to the pain and injuries and need for healing, and more action being taken to that end.   

July 28 

The main thing happening today is the moon meets up with Jupiter in Libra, and that brings up highly emotional or very strong feelings regarding partnerships, justice, what is fair, what works best to maintain harmony.  And that is at a challenging angle, almost exact, to Pluto in Capricorn.  It represents big business and the government, those in authority and who have the power. There is less focus on emotional issues and fairness and more on practicality and efficiency. Hard work, not working in partnership with others, not a good balance of perspective, and this is going to result in an emotional plea or a huge expression of feelings that challenge the authority to make things fair and just.   To work together and to take into consideration the strong feelings about the need for fairness and positive (world, high-level) partnerships.  

The moon and Jupiter are also at a positive angle of opportunity to Black Moon Lilith, which is related to female power or raw sexuality. So a good possibility, if you do something about it, to have a great sexual day with your partner, that will be extremely beneficial on the emotional scale.  Very good for justice and fairness and feeling good about legal decisions thanks to potential powerful female intervention.   

Venus is still at a positive angle of opportunity to Uranus, so there could be unexpected financial benefits in technology-related, future-oriented activities.  There could also be surprises action taken that could relate in an outcome for love and harmony. Possibly at an activity related to social justice, or at a tech show, or online.   

July 29 

The big player today is the moon at the last degrees of Libra, where it is aspecting Venus in Gemini.  This can mean some feelings or emotions coming up regarding a relationship or partnership is highly positive for communicating in loving ways.  Telling how you feel, in writing and maybe even taking an ad out in the paper or posting it online.  Possibly an emotional proposal that is spread on social media. Another possibility is that the emotional concerns for justice and fairness could receive funding from networking, social media, news reports or social groups that show their love with money to help achieve justice. This could be done in an effort of partnership among several groups.   

The moon is also opposite Uranus in Aries. Unexpected activities or outbursts could create hindering emotional feelings regarding relationships and partnerships.  These could be at opposite ends of the spectrum. But Venus is sextile to Uranus, so the Venus/moon connection could mean that the social activities related to love and money will help iron out this opposition. 

The moon is also at an angle of opportunity to the NN in Leo connecting it to the grand fire trine – another positive connection that brings it in touch with Uranus in a positive way.  So  whatever unexpected outburst or surprise action is opposing the feelings for partnership or justice, there are other aspects in the sky that are calming Uranus in Aries down and turning things into very positive outcomes—so if you’re feeling a sudden surge of emotion because of an unexpected event that seems problematic, rest assured that there are positive forces influencing that scenario and it will work out for the best.  And Saturn in that mix in the grand trine, keeps feet on the ground, and cooler, reasonable, and high-level (in Sag) perspectives. 

anonymous asked:

34 & 29 with Hotch please!!!

Prompts: “These stars are nothing compared to the ones I’ve seen in your eyes.” and “It must be hard with your sense of direction, never being able to find your way to a decent pickup line.”

A/N: sorry for the late post, i was watching ncis the whole day whoops

Aaron Hotchner was never the best when it came to expressing his feelings. Instead, he was best at keeping a straight face and keeping things in perspective. Yet, the only thing he couldn’t conceal for long was his feelings for you. He tried his best and for a while, his best was enough to keep most of the team members off his tail. For a bunch of profilers, he worked his hardest in order to draw suspicion away from himself; however, he was only human, and bound to make mistakes. It was only a matter of time before they became aware of his feelings, and he was hoping to prolong that day as long as possible. He was your boss, your superior, it would be inappropriate if he would ever begin a personal relationship with you. Still, these feelings for you were something that could not simply ignore. He hasn’t felt this since Haley died, a feeling he thought he would never have about another person again. But, you were very real and making him feel things that were almost foreign to his personality and character. 

He knew he would never act on these impulses anytime soon. There wasn’t enough time for him to balance a dating life while taking care of Jack and managing his job. As much as he hated to admit it, he wasn’t selfish, and decided to prioritize his son’s life and his job over his own happiness. Still, he couldn’t deny the longingness he felt, wanting so much to just allow his resolve to crumble and fall into your arms. However, his pride and dedication to his son, would simply not allow him to do so. Instead, he faced the impossible task of letting go.

The team had recently handled a difficult case, involving a serial rapist that enjoyed preying on young children. You could tell that the entire team was hit hard with the case, especially Hotch, considering he had Jack waiting for him at home. When cases like these arise, everyone had their own way of dealing with the grief and awful feelings of disgust rising from the pit of their stomachs. You were the glue that kept everyone from falling into the deepest and most disturbing corners of their mind, your optimism and cheerfulness kept everyone from swimming instead of drowning.

“Well, I’m done for the night. If any of you need to reach me, just know my cellphone will be off for the next forty-eight hours,” you stretched, walking over to your desk and tidying up the stack of case files sitting on top. Quickly, you shoved some of the files into your bag, grabbed your coat, and pushed in your chair.

“Have a steamy date that we don’t know about?” Penelope managed a small smile, with the quirk of her eyebrow. Her comment caused most of the remaining heads in the office, to turn in your direction, and cause your cheeks to turn fifty shades of pink.  Of course, your private business was  your own private business, but if you happened to be seeing someone you were sure Penelope would be the first to know.

“Maybe I do, maybe I don’t. I don’t kiss and tell, Penelope,” you smiled, giving her a little wink before bidding the rest of the team goodnight. You made your way towards the elevator, pushing the button and stepped into the open doors. As they were about to close, you could see a hand come between the two doors, halting any movement from the elevator. Immediately, the door opened up to reveal your boss, Aaron Hotchner, as he stepped into the elevator with you. The door closed and the both of you were engulfed in silence.

You could tell exactly what kind of look he had on his face, including the anxiousness he felt as he waited for the elevator to reach its destination. Not that you would ever admitted aloud, but you always felt this underlying attraction to your boss. Of course you knew that such talk would most likely result in an immediate suspension or removal from your unit, both consequences you wished to avoid. He was this unavoidable presence in your life, someone that you simply couldn’t avoid due to the requirements of your job. But you didn’t mind, after all, he was a sight for sore eyes. You were not new to the idea of relationships, despite being one of the youngest members on the team, after Reid of course. A couple of dates here and there, and they were all sweet people, they just didn’t feel like the perfect person you were looking for. You wanted a soulmate, not someone close to it, they had to be a perfect match. And as far as you could deduce, Hotch fit the profile to a T.

There was something dangerous in liking him, almost as if you were flirting with the edge of danger. He was your boss, your superior, someone you shouldn’t have these types of feelings for—and yet, here you were. You weren’t sure when these feelings began, but you were well aware that they were not going away anytime soon. The two of you were close, an odd thing to be with your boss; however, with the kindness and similar interests the two of you shared, it was certainly not a surprise. The two of you immediately hit it off as soon as you were hired, soon forming a friendship the extended past a work related one. Your visits to the Hotchner residence was not completely unheard of, time to time visiting his home and Jack, the younger Hotchner taking quite a liking towards you. You were in risky waters, but you wouldn’t trade your position for the world.

“So you have a date tonight?”

He faced straight ahead, his expression unreadable. You weren’t sure what he meant by his question or his tone of voice, but at the time you really didn’t think much of it. Instead of answering his question directly, you merely shrugged, maintaining that illusive glimmer in your eyes.

“I don’t know, do I?” you shrugged, “is it a crime to have a life outside the office?”

Hotch didn’t answer, however you noticed his jaw tightened and his shoulders tensed just for a second, before his face turned sotic once more. His attitude was off, and you were certain that something was seriously bothering him. You knew it probably had something to do with the case, that you were certain of; however, there was also something else—something he wasn’t telling you. There was probably no amount of persuasion that could possibly get him to reveal what that was, after all, you had tried in the past to do the same thing. When he was keeping a secret, it definitely remained a secret, yet, you didn’t see the harm in trying.

Before he could stop you, you reached over and pressed the emergency stop button, halting the elevator from going down any further. You then stepped in front of the buttons, making the space between you and your boss limited, in the already small elevator. Crossing your arms across your chest, you looked up to meet his perplexed and slightly irritated gaze.

“What’s wrong with you?”

His eyes narrowed at your blunt and direct question, yet, however reluctant he may be he ended up answering your question in a few seconds.

“What do you mean?”

Honestly, you couldn’t believe that he was even asking that. These tactics of his might work with some people, but for someone that knew him as well as you did, you saw right through his tricks. He knew exactly what he was doing, and he knew that you saw through act. It was if he was baiting you, purposefully baiting you, as if he had some hidden agenda that needed to be fulfilled. Hotch was good at that, keeping his inner thoughts his own and keeping his plans to himself. Yet, whenever you were around, these secrets happened to come out.

“Seriously, Hotch? Are you honestly trying to pull that crap on me?” You took a step closer to him, closing in on the already small space between the two of you, your eyes flirting dangerously towards his lips before to his eyes. “If you just tell me what’s bothering you, maybe I can help you fix it.”

“These stars are nothing compared to the ones I’ve seen in your eyes,” he murmured, taking his hand and tilting your chin up with his finger. His statement of course did not answer your questions, instead, causing your heart to be a thousand times a minute. So, you only thing you could do: avert his gaze and reply with a witty comeback.

“It must be hard with your sense of direction, never being able to find your way to a decent pickup line,” clearing your throat, you turned away from him and pushed the button allowing the elevator to resume its movement. As the elevator doors dinged open, Hotch moved away from the back of the elevator and began making his way towards the entrance of the building, before calling back over his shoulder.

“If you wanted to kiss me, all you had to do was ask.”

And you could swear, you never ran faster in your life.

Rafael Barba / The Line

As requested by: @suspectsim

“Falling asleep on the couch by accident with Rafael”

I couldn’t resist doing this prompt as I thought it was so cute, but this ended being way more slow burn than I thought it would be. It is #svucharacterappreciation week for Rafael Barba, so this was just something I wrote for the occasion. Also @suspectsim was actually my very first follower so I couldn’t resist doing this request early <3 

TW: mentions of rape

Originally posted by rafaelbarbasvu

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anonymous asked:

please write a fanfic for every day of clexaweek?

Clexa Week 2017 | day 3 | Stuck Together

“It’s over, Lexa.”

“No, Clarke wait– Clarke, no, please!”

Clarke goes in the bedroom and grabs a duffel bag. She starts throwing clothes inside, indifferent to whose they are, and zips it closed when she’s done. Lexa can only watch as the blonde steps into some shoes and prepares to head out.

“Clarke, please reconsider,” Lexa pleads. “You’re being ridiculous.”

Clarke whirls around at the words, her blue eyes working up a storm. “I’m being ridiculous?” She throws her hands in the air in anger and exasperation. “You’re the one that always comes home at ungodly hours, having been doing god knows what, and then when simply asked if they’re cheating, goes all ‘I won’t dignify that question with an answer’,” she mocks, doing a poor imitation of Lexa. “Well, dignify this,” she spits, practically shoving her middle finger in Lexa’s face.

The brunette responds with an eye roll. “Now you’re just being childish, Clarke.”

“Well guess what, Lexa, I’m not Bridget fucking Jones. I don’t say words like ‘sod’ or ‘arse’ or ‘spinster’, I don’t have a fucking diary, I don’t sing ‘All By Myself’ when I’m miserable, and I’m definitely not dating Colin fucking Firth!”

“You certainly cuss a lot, like her,” Lexa replies haughtily, ever the face of serenity.

Clark’s eyes narrow dangerously and pierce into her girlfriend’s. Lexa remains there, impassive and aloof, as the blonde slings the duffel over her shoulder.

“Fuck you, Lexa.”

Clarke storms out of the apartment, feet stomping for maximum effect, and slams the door open and shut. For the first time during one of their typically overly dramatic fights, Lexa is afraid.

So she runs to the door, opening it with difficulty (it’s decrepit, they don’t have money for another one, and she’s always having to tell Clarke that slamming it makes it hard to open the next time), and dashes for the elevator. Luckily, the door is just closing, so she thrusts a saving hand in and forces it to open, revealing a scowling Clarke inside.

“Clarke, please think this through,” she begs.

The blonde crosses her arms, unwilling to properly discuss the situation. “Just get out, Lexa.”

The brunette straightens, expressions closing, and raises her chin with disdain. “No.”

“Then let me get out.”


“Well, I’m not talking to you.”

Lexa shrugs. “Then I will just keep you company.” She steps inside at last, feet more hesitant than she lets show.

Clarke, still fuming, punches the button for the ground level and folds her arms again, averting her girlfriend’s gaze.

The door closes and the elevator jerks slightly up, the familiar screech of its hinges giving way to drowsy movement. The atmosphere is quiet, both just praying for the tense ride to be quickly over.

The universe is not on their side.

With a violent jerk downwards and upwards, the elevator comes to an abrupt stop and the lights go out.

After a few seconds of stunned silence, a bitter guffaw pierces the air.

“Of fucking course this piece of scrap would stop now,” Clarke snarls, her laughter long gone. “It’s been fucking rotten for years, but it had to stop now!” She delivers a clumsy kick to the metallic walls. “Of,” kick, “fucking,” kick, “course!”

Lexa scrambles to Clarke’s side, grabbing her by the waist from behind and pulling her away from the walls, intent on preventing anymore damage.

“Clarke,” she whispers into her girlfriend’s ear. “Calm down. This isn’t you.”

Clarke turns in her arms and pries away from her hold. “How would you know anymore? You’re never here.”

Lexa flinches at the venomous jab, arms loosing around Clarke and falling to her sides. She recedes to the opposite side of the elevator, feeling around for the corner, where she sits down, legs crossed.

Clarke does the same in the opposite corner, still grumbling to herself. “Can’t believe I’m stuck here with my arrogant ass of a girlfriend.”

Lexa hears her opening the duffel bag and sift through it, pulling out an item. Clarke lays the object down and takes out another one. Seconds later, Lexa hears the familiar sound of a match being lit, and a weak flame comes in contact with a wick. Light floods the elevator and suddenly the tiny space is just a bit more comfortable.

“Is that one of my candles?” Lexa notices with a raised eyebrow. Clarke grumbles something in response, but Lexa wants to hear the explanation. “I’m sorry, what did you say?”

Clarke huffs out her frustration. “I said, I wanted to take a piece of you with me. Happy?”

Lexa can’t help the smug smirk that pulls at her lips. “Very much so,” she whispers.

After a long moment, Clarke heaves a defeated sigh. “I love you, Lexa, but that will mean nothing if you’re cheating on me.”

Lexa presses her lips together and her jaw tightens. “You know that I am not.”

“Well then, couldn’t you have just said no?” Clarke exasperates again. “Did you have to be an arrogant ass about it?”

“I love you, Clarke!” Lexa finally snaps. “I love you with all that I have. The mere idea that you would think me unfaithful hurts more than you can imagine, and I could not even find it in myself to even come up with a way to respond.”

“But you did respond, just not to the point I raised!” Clarke retorts, blue eyes burning into Lexa’s green. “Instead, you tried to belittle my point while asserting your self-imposed moral superiority. You know I hate it when you get that ‘holier than thou’ attitude while ignoring whatever it was I mentioned, because that really is not you. I thought we were over that assertion that you ‘win’ by default just because I’m suddenly beneath you, simply for raising a point that you find unpleasant to discuss!“

Lexa swallows the lump in her throat. Clarke has a point, she realises, even if it still hurts that her girlfriend would ever question Lexa’s utmost devotion to Clarke and their relationship.

“I have been working overtime,” she explains after some seconds, when the silence has become unbearable. “At first it was just Janice who asked me to take her shift, because she was pregnant. Then more people started asking to cover for them, and next thing I knew, I was spending my whole days at the office.”

Clark’s eyes soften. “They’re taking advantage, Lexa,” she coos with a long-suffering look. “They’re taking advantage of your selflessness, because that’s what bad people do. They prey on the good people.”

“I know,” Lexa confesses in whispers, her gaze lowering to the ground. “But I can’t say no when people need me.”

Clarke scoots up to her and cradles her face in soft, loving hands. Thumbs brush tenderly over highset cheekbones. “I know you’re selfless and noble and all-around the best fucking person I know,” Clarke whispers affectionately. “But you have to say no. I know you want to help others, but you can’t forget that you have a life outside of work, at home. You have me, painting all day, making money from home, and counting the hours till you come back to me. I need you to come back to me, Lexa.” Her eyes lower to Lexa’s pouting lips, which she covers with her own for some blissful moments. “Lately I’ve been feeling like… Like I’m not worth your time anymore.”

Lexa’s eyes widen in shock and instant refutation. “You are worth my time, Clarke,” she assures earnestly. “Always. Nothing and no one is ever more worth my time than you.”

“Then show it,” the blonde pleads. “I need actions, not words. Telling me I’m worth your time means nothing if you keep spending all your nights away from me.”

Lexa nods in understanding. Lately she’s been so busy trying to take care of everyone, she forgot to take care of Clarke along the way.

“This will not continue,” she promises with a whisper. Words have always felt more true when kept a secret just between the two of them. “You are my priority. All I want is to see you happy and I am sorry that I was being the very obstacle to your happiness.”

“You’re never an obstacle to my happiness,” Clarke breathes, eyes shut, leaning her forehead against Lexa’s. “You’re my vehicle.” They stay like that for a few seconds, until Clarke’s eyes open with a chiding glimmer. “And I’m not asking you to let Janice down. Just… Say no to those who don’t really need your help. And when you have a hard time doing that, think of me. At home, naked, waiting for you,” she smirks. “I’ll make it worth your while.”

“The simple pleasure of your company is worth my while.” Then she adds hurriedly, “But I don’t mind you naked.”

“Mmhmmm.” Clarke chuckles breathily, sending tingles down Lexa’s spine. “Thought so.” She closes her eyes again, breathing in the ever exhilarating presence of Lexa.

“We should go back.”

“We’re stuck, remember?”

“Right.” A pause. “We could–”

“No sex in the elevator, Lex.”


“We could watch something when we get back. We’d cuddle naked, except for my sexiest lingerie and your Mark Darcy’s reindeer jumper… Try not to make out while we watch your favourite movie.”

“It is yours, too,” Lexa reminds her, as always. Clarke finds comfort in the quirks, tics, and routines of their days.

“A nice movie night, followed by a lot of sex, and then a lot of sleeping… Sounds nice,” Clarke murmurs. “No more working on weekends if you can avoid it. And return every day at ten pm the latest.” Lexa nods her agreement; they don’t need pinkies or hands to broker this deal. “You should’ve told me sooner… I can’t believe we needed to be stuck in a fucking elevator to settle this stupid argument. This is a whole new level of extra,” Clarke chuckles.

Lexa hums in contentment. “We would have settled it with or without the elevator. We always do.”

“I’m sorry I flipped you off. And called you arrogant. And an ass. And you’re so much better than Colin Firth.” Clarke pecks Lexa’s lips once more, then brushes their noses together. “I love you, Lexa.”

The brunette can’t help the wide smile that takes over her features. “I love you too, Clarke.”

And with that, the elevator kicks smoothly back into motion.