the woman who wants still to marry

benvolio sees tough stubborn rosaline vulnerable and crying over their betrothal. tells his uncle they don’t want each other and he doesn’t want to be a woman who isn’t willing.

rosaline tells benvolio she’d rather be in a nunnery than marry him. he asks her if he can arrange her trip. 

after neither of them leave the city, they apologize to each other. 

when rosaline starts running after the archer, benvolio asks her what she’s doing and then is fully onboard when she explains what she wants to do.

when they accidentally kill the archer, he asks her why she cares and listens her her theories about whose behind the attacks. then they decide to save the city together.


Benvolio Montague: I’m a snarky drunk, who uses my boozing and womanizing to cover up the fact that secretly I’m a romantic artist, and I hate you.

Rosaline Capulet: I’m a witty and independent minded free thinker, who just wants to join a nunnery so everyone will leave me the goddamn hell alone, and I hate you.

The plot: you two must now get married!


Originally posted by ledudewithspecs

The thing about Fitz is that he never expected Jemma to love him, ever. When he started to recognize his feelings for her, he hid them, SURE she wouldn’t feel the same way. You can see the resignation in his eyes when he gives her the oxygen, finally telling her he loves her only because it’s the only way he can convince Jemma to take the last breath.

“I love you, you see?” he tells her in not so many words. “And you’ll never love me back. I can’t stop how I feel, but I can use it for something good. Please, let me.”

And, of course, Jemma has no idea to respond to this except for hugging him and kissing him all over. But when she misses his mouth, Fitz takes it as a confirmation of his fears. He doesn’t expect her to bring him up to the surface; he expects to die.

When he doesn’t die, he finds that he’s not the same man he was. He didn’t prepare for the effects of his hypoxia any more than he prepared to deal with the consequences of his confession, and when Jemma leaves, he takes that as another rejection.

The rejection of his romantic interest was probably a blow, but again, it was something he expected. In the end, it was her apparent rejection of his friendship that hurt the most. He could have dreamed up a Jemma who loved him back, but instead he imagines a platonic Jemma who acts as a bridge between him and the real world. We know that this is Jemmaginary’s function because when Fitz finds another bridge by way of Mack, Jemmaginary tells Fitz that he doesn’t need her anymore.

By the time Jemma DOES come back, hoping to pick up their friendship where they left off, Fitz doesn’t know where to take it. And he could have said, “You didn’t love me back, how could you be so cold?” Instead he says, “We were partners for ten years, then I got hurt, and you decided that I wasn’t worth anything. I was just a random engineer to you, not a friend.” Of course, it wasn’t a very fair thing to say, and Jemma calls him on it. She doesn’t tell him, though, that she left because she thought it would help him. 

Does he decide then to say that she should have fell for him, that he deserved her love, that he thought she’d been leading him on? No, because Fitz doesn’t believe any of those things. In fact, he never mentions it again, except in a very vague way when he decides to leave the lab. Even then, he blames himself and not her. “I can’t work with you anymore. I’m not as capable, and the feelings I’ve tried to ignore simply won’t go away. I need to go somewhere else.” He blamed her before, but he doesn’t now, and Jemma is the one who has to fight for their relationship. He leaves anyway.

But Jemma doesn’t stop fighting. She reaches out for him when Real SHIELD tried to take over, and she creates the plan to smuggle the toolbox out of enemy hands. If she hadn’t offered an olive branch, Fitz never would have thought they could be friends again. In fact, he starts to wonder if she wants to be more than friends, but after his awkward flirting falls flat, Fitz decides that friendship is all that Jemma wants, and he’s okay with that.

That’s why he doesn’t want to talk about what happened in the pod when Jemma asks to talk about it. Fitz is embarrassed and sees the conversation as pointless. After all, he has her back as a friend, and that’s what’s most important to him. So when he tells her there’s nothing to talk about, he’s telling her that he gets it and he’s over it. They can forget he ever said anything, as far as he’s concerned. It’s not until Jemma tells him that she wants to talk about it because she feels the same way that he decides to go slow and ask her on a date.

But of course, she is taken away instead.

He works himself to the bone getting her back, but when he succeeds, he clearly thinks they are going to pick up where they left off. He holds her hand, but doesn’t try to kiss her. Instead, he asks for advice on how best to help her and is told that finally going on that date might be the thing she needs. He lays on the charm but stops when she cries, reverting to the friend he’s always been. When she tells him the impossible, that there’s another man, he decides to go back to friend mode permanently. 

It doesn’t help, though, when Jemma starts to make advances. She told him, though, that there’s another man, so what does that mean? Fitz tries to back off and save his rival like she asked, but eventually they get into a fight about it. Jemma tells him that he’s being too good, and he asks her what else she expects him to do. He’s her friend and she asked him for her help, so he’s helping her. He doesn’t kiss her until she basically dares him, and even when she kisses him back, he assumes that it’s a one-time thing. She had feelings for him once, but this other man is clearly better, and he can’t compete. 

It’s not until later, when the other man is dead and he can barely live with himself, that Jemma asks them to start over. Then, Jemma carefully makes advances again. She knows he’s hurting, so she gives him time to heal while strengthening their friendship. When she has an excuse, she holds his hand. When it feels natural, they kiss. But still, Fitz apologizes for moving too fast, since he doesn’t want to assume anything. She tells him he doesn’t have to wait for her, and that she wants them to move forward.

So, they move forward.

It’s not until then that Fitz starts to believe that Jemma loves him, and it’s wonderful. Not perfect, but wonderful. So wonderful, in fact, that he decides he wants to ask her to marry him. Only he doesn’t, because he’s not sure what her answer will be. Even after everything they’ve been through, he still worries that she doesn’t feel the same way he does.

And when he gets abducted and brainwashed into doing terrible things, he honestly thinks he’s lost her for good. Still, he’s decided that he can’t love anyone else. He cuts off all other romantic ties and resigns himself, AGAIN, to loving a woman who will never love him back. When she approaches him, he can’t even bear to see her disgust. No one is more surprised than he is when she comes and embraces him, and you can see on his face how much it means to him.

One of the beautiful things about the hug is that it’s a testament to the friendship they have and have always had, but Fitz still finds his ways to tell Jemma that he doesn’t deserve her love anymore.

Now, their relationship has been left in a very vague place, but if you look at their history, you can get an idea of what will probably happen: Jemma will fight for him again, just like she always has. Her biggest enemy is usually Fitz himself, but luckily, she knows how to get him out of their way.

I feel like it’s an important thing to point out, not just because it’s an important part of Fitz’s character, but because it’s been extremely consistent throughout the seasons. Fitz has issues with his self-worth, so of course he doesn’t expect people to love him, but he is also kind and compassionate enough that he values other people’s feelings over his own desires. Of course, he’s not perfect, but he always tries to put other people first, even at his own expense.

So, while I feel sad that this is a big character trait of his, it’s also something I love about him. I hope that one of these days he actually has time to accept Jemma’s love for him, but you know, this is a Whedon show.

Bloody Mikaelson’s - Kol x Reader

Originally posted by lovekolmikaelsonstuff

Pairing: Kol x Reader

Prompt: Kol is jealous about you being affectionate with everyone but him. He decides to tag along when you go shopping to try and get you to like him more. Fluff and confessions ensue!

Warning: Smut (?)



You sat down next to Niklaus on the sleek leather couch, phone in one hand and a cup of coffee in the other. As you lent against him, his arm automatically wrapped around your shoulders. You and Klaus were best friends, the kinda of friends that spoon at night and talk about relationship problems. You sighed contently as you sipped your coffee. Despite his psychotic tendencies Niklaus was the biggest cuddle whore ever.

“What the hell! Why do you cuddle Nik like that and not me?” You heard a childish voice ask, looking up you see Kol stood there his arms opened wide like he was waiting for an explanation.

“Because little brother if she did, you’d try something extremely unrefined.” You heard Elijah’s sophisticated voice chuckle. You smiled when Elijah bent down and place a loving kiss on your forehead. To Elijah and Rebekah you were like a little sister.

“More so than you already do.” Nik added smirking to himself as he took a sip of your coffee that you hadn’t even realised he’d taken. You shot him a glare taking your coffee back before glancing up at Kol who was just glaring at everyone.

“Elijah gets to kiss you! Nik gets to cuddle you! What do I get!?” He growled angrily.

“A punch in the face if you carry on Kol.” You grunted as you went back to reading a post you had seen on Facebook. You heard a deep smooth chuckle from behind you resulting in you throwing you head back, hanging upside down to see Marcel stood directly in behind of you. Meaning your face was about 5 inches away from Marcel’s crotch. You stared at the fabric covering his jeans trying to see the shape.

“Are you finished staring at my crotch Y/N.” Marcel snorted making you tilt you head slightly.

“I’m trying to see if the myths about black guys is true.” You replied bluntly before sitting up and turning to Marcel kneeling up so you were looking into his eyes.

“It’s not always true but in Marcel’s case it is.” You heard a smug voice add, you looked behind Marcel to see Rebekah stood there with a smirk. She threw you a wink and walked over to sit with you.

“Jesus Bekah you got the full package huh? Voice that’s makes your panties wet, ripped as fuck, looks to die for and a big dick.” She laughed at your dreamy voice making you smirk.

“Y/N I adore you however if you could refrain from talking with my sister about her boyfriend’s genitals I would much appreciate it.” Elijah sighed shaking his head lightly as he continued to read.

“Sorry ‘Lijah, Nik.” You added knowing he was probably uncomfortable too. You scrolled through your Instagram liking a few picture along the way before you felt someone trying to shuffle there way between you and Klaus. You knew it was Kol straight away.

“Kol what are you doing?” You huffed making him stop moving as he settled down next to you. Earning himself a glare from Klaus.

“I’m coming to cuddle! I deserve affection too!” He exclaimed pairing his enthusiasm with a cheeky grin.

“Really Kol? I mean really?” You deadpanned making him shrug.

He wrapped his arm around you resulting in an eye roll on your part. You weren’t the closet with Kol, mainly because you never really spoke, not because you didn’t like each other. He irritated you and teased you but you knew it was all in good fun. You didn’t move away from his arm but you didn’t snuggle into him like you did Niklaus and sometimes Elijah. Elijah liked to cuddle on occasions, mainly when he was stressed. You continued scrolling through your Instagram, seeing a racy lingerie photo posted by one of the photographers you follow. You smiled and opened the comment box.

‘This is beautiful Jason.’ You commented on the photo before look at the picture again. It might be a lingerie photo but the way it was taken was art not sexual.

“Ooo I think you should do a photo like that and give it me for my birthday!” You heard Kol say from right next to you. You unwrapped his arm from you and moved to the opposite couch were Elijah was sat.

“Dammit come on Darling I was only joking!” Kol whined like a child who had just had his favorite toy taken from him. You didn’t respond instead picking up a pillow from the couch and throwing it at him. He caught it with ease and grinned very much resembling the Cheshire cat.

“Kol what did you do this time?” You heard a soft voice ask from behind you. You knew by the voice that it was Freya but you decided to drop Kol in it.

“He asked me for lingerie pictures for his birthday.” You pouted angrily as you looked at Freya with slight puppy dog eyes.

“Kol Mikaelson! That is no way to treat a lady!” Elijah and Freya shouted at the same time, I smiled at how much they were a like sometimes and turned to Kol who looked like he was ashamed in what he had just said.

“Sorry Y/N.” He muttered softly making you feel bad for ratting him out.

“It’s okay Kol. Anyway I’m going out today so I’ll see you guys later!” You hopped off the couch before you were stop by Niklaus.

“Where are you going?” Nik asked looking up from what he was doing.

“I’m going shopping. I realised I haven’t got much and I’ve been borrowing Rebekah’s clothes since I got here.” You smiled at him sweetly before leaning down and giving him a kiss on the cheek.

“Can I come with you?” You heard an unexpected voice ask. You looked over at Kol in surprise but nodded anyway because maybe it would do you some good to bond with Kol. After getting ready you met Kol in the courtyard, double checking you had your credit card and phone. Once you were sure you had them you nodded at Kol who offered you his arm. You smiled sweetly and took his arm gently before you both made your way out onto the bustling streets of New Orleans.

You stopped at the first shop and Kol had yet to let go of your arm which you found extremely endearing. As much as he was cheeky he was still a Mikaelson which meant he had to be at least 5% gentleman. You picked up a few different colored pairs of jeans, a few pairs of plain black leggings, some skirts and shorts before handing them to Kol who let go of your arm to help. You next went to get some plain vest tops, some crop tops and a few different types of blouses. You knew you and Bekah would most likely have a shopping spree soon so you only bought things you needs. Next you grabbed things like socks and tights, you tried to pay for them but Kol refused to let me and gave the woman his card. Kol took them bags from you and held them all in one hand before offering you his arm once again which made you grin threading your arm with his once again.

You laid your head on his bicep as you made your way to the nearest shoe shop. You strolled in with Kol and picked up a few different styles of heels and only 2 pairs of flats. One pair was running shoes and the other were a pair of sandals. You usually wore heels so you didn’t usually buy flats. They were only for when it was too hot and you couldn’t be bothered with the strain heels had on your feet. Once again Kol ignored your pleas to stop her paid for your shoes too. The last stop was a lingerie shop which made you snort slightly, remembering Kol’s teasing earlier. When you got inside you made your way to the simple 2 pieces sets. You looked the racks up and down before turning to Kol who unexpectedly looked quite uncomfortable.

You smiled reassuringly and quickly grabbed a few sets that you liked before making your way to the register, arm still linked with Kol’s. You set the stuff down smiling sweetly at the elderly woman behind the counter. Kol took out his card making me whine.

“Kol I can pay for them you don’t have to.” You sighed guiltily. He let out a chuckle grinning at you softly.

“I want to Darling.” He stated his pet name making you blush slightly.

“How long have you two been Married?” The little old lady asked as she accepted Kol’s card. You blushed further and was about to correct her but Kol nudge you and grinned.

“Not long.” Kol replied sweetly making you look at him with slightly widened eyes. After he retrieved the bags you made your way outside before you nudge him angrily.

“Why did you let her believe we were married?” You asked softly yet the hint of anger still evident in your voice.

“Because it’s not like we’re going to see her much and why spoil an old woman’s day by embarrassing her.” Kol stated with a small chuckle.

“So Mrs. Mikaelson how about we go get some food at the pub and then get all this stuff home?” He teased making you grin at his antics.

“Well if you insist Mr. Mikaelson.” You flirted. You grabbed some of the bags so you could intertwine your arms again which made him smile. After ate and laughed together you finally made it home Kol shouted at the top of his.  

“Y/N and I got married while we were out.” He knew his voice would reach everyone in the house and soon Nik and Rebekah came running out with wide eyes which made you laugh so hard you had to lean into Kol for support.

“You did what!?” Rebekah screeched making me laugh even harder.

“Yeah it was great there was sexy lingerie.” He nodded happily you saw the game he was playing and you decided to play along.

“Heels too die for.” I added nodding my head seriously.

“The dress she bought was absolutely beautiful.” Kol sighed dreamily almost making me crack.

“I contemplated getting my hair done but decided there wasn’t much point.” I shrugged.

“Oh and then we had a meal and a glass of wine!” Koll finished.

“Tell me you’re joking!?” Rebekah screamed her voice reaching the higher pitched stage. You looked at Niklaus who looked at you with wide eyes.

“But…But I had everything planned in my head!” Rebekah yelled making me and Kol look at her confusedly.

“Planned? Planned for what?” You asked cautiously.

“Yours and Kol’s wedding! Duhh!” She huffed angrily.

“What!?” You and Kol screamed in unison!

“We were joking Bekah! An old woman thought we were married and we didn’t correct her.” You replied laughing awkwardly.

“Oh okay that’s good because I planned everything.” Rebekah stated more calmly this type.

“Rebekah, Kol and I aren’t even dating…Why would we get married?” You asked looking up at Kol who just shrugged at you with wide eyes.

“I’m a woman that’s been around for 1000 years and I know that Kol is very clea-”

“Okay!!! That’s enough of that! Why don’t we go put your new stuff away?” Kol screamed interrupting Rebekah, his cheeks slightly flushed.

You shrugged it off and decided to follow Kol with the bags you were holding. Once you got to your room you fell forward onto the bed after dropping the bags. Kol fell onto it next to you, his warm brown eyes staring into your Y/E/C ones. You smiled sweetly at him before he reached over and tuck some of your hair behind your ear. You closed your eyes enjoying the feeling of his rough hand against your soft flesh. His hand lingered for a while before he pulled back making you almost whine at the loss of contact. You had been alive for over 200 years but Kol’s touch wasn’t like anything you’d felt before. It was gentle and loving, it undoubtedly made your heart flutter. You opened your eyes to see him staring at you like he had a question on the tip of his tongue but he couldn’t find the courage to voice it. Which you found ironic since he was usually so sure of himself.

You smiled at him shyly knowing full well you had a blush covering your cheeks. His hand reached back out but this time it gently cupped your cheek. You nuzzled into his hands before looking back into his eyes. You had both somehow rolled onto your sides in a loose fetal position, knees touching slightly. His thumb circled you cheek gently before he spoke up.

“I really want to kiss you right now.” He whispered softly, looking into your eyes as he spoke. You didn’t respond just looked at him waiting for him to reach over. He sat up leaning on his elbow as he lent down and brushed his lips over yours. You reached between your bodies your hand gently gripping his t-shirt. You finally felt you lips meets and it was like you heart was beating so fast it would leap out of your chest, your stomach was going wild with the strength of the butterfly’s you were currently experiencing. After a few minutes of tender kisses he pulled away slowly. You sighed happily as his eyes met yours once again. He laid back down on his side.

“Y/N I think I’m in love with you.” His voice was timid and scared you would reject him but his confession only made you heart leap with happiness. When you didn’t say anything he started getting up which made you panic.

“Kol…” He turned round to look at you, sadness in his eyes.

“W-Will you please make love to me?” You asked timidly a blush bracing your face once again.

“I know I’m not in love with you yet but you make my heart beat louder than it ever should, when you kissed me I felt like everything disappeared so if you give me time I think I could fall in love you…If I haven’t already…” You whispered your eyes meeting his as he stared at you with the biggest grin you’ve ever seen him were but this time it was filled with love and hope.

He rushed over to you as you knelt at the end of the bed. His lips crushed against yours his emotions bursting out through the kiss. His hands cupped both your cheeks, your hands were gripping his t-shirt as he gently laid you down. He hovered over you, his body on top of yours but not uncomfortable. You gripped his biceps as you whimpered into the kiss, your heart was going a mile a minute. He broke the kiss only to trail soft kisses down your neck causing you to shiver. His hands slid to the hem of your shirt tugging it slightly he looked up at you as asking for permission, you nodded biting you lip which made him groaned.

You both sat up so he could pulled you top off tenderly. You tugged his top off and dropped it on the floor before taking your bra off and letting it join the pile of clothes by your bed. He gazed at you appreciatively before laying you back down. His lips were soon kissing slowly down your neck to you breast before taking one of your nipples into his mouth gently swirling his tongue while using his left hand to caress your thighs. You let out a soft moan as he moved to your other nipple showing it the same affection.

His hand finally made its way to the button on your jeans. He undid the button before pulling away for my breast, pulling down your jeans and plum coloured lace that was under your jeans. He let them poll on the floor before kissing your stomach softly, his hands sliding up your thighs. You gasped as his thumb found its way to your clit, his kiss slowly getting closer to your appending arousal. You hummed in appreciation as his thumb made small delicate circles on your clit.

His lips moved to your thigh before kissing up until it reached your sex. His breath brushed over your dripping heat before it finally made contact. It started of slow and seductive but soon turned so dominant and fast. You were a writhing mess of moans and panting as you felt you orgasm approach. His tongue dip inside you a few time before it continues its assault on your clit.

“K-Kol gonna cum..” You panted as you felt your end coming nearer with every move of his tongue.

“Let it go baby…I got you.” He whispered sweetly his finger slowly entering you, curling to reach your most treasure spot. He went back to kitten licks as his fingers did the rest of the work.

“F-Fuck Kol feels so good…” You whined. You were so close to the edge you would practically taste it. And finally you fell.

“M’ cumming Kol…Holy shit!” You moaned loudly you hand clutching the bed sheets as your back arched up, your mouth falling open in a silent scream of pleasure. Koll pulled back and stared at your with a small smile.

“Good you look beautiful when you cum.” He leaned over and kissed your forehead gently. You were still panting at he pulled back undoing his jeans. You reached over as soon as his member was free but he stopped you shaking his head making you frown.

“Not that I don’t want your hand or mouth wrapped round…It’s just I feel need to feel you right now.” That sentence should have sounded dirty but when Kol said it, it sounded like pure love. You nodded and opened your legs further, he slid in between them. You slid your arms round his neck embracing him like he was breakable. He kissed your lips tenderly and he lined himself up with your entrance. You were panting slightly, gripping onto him tightly. He slid himself into you at an agonizingly slow pace but you knew this wasn’t him fucking you. This was him showing you how much you mean to him and that was better than a quick fuck.

“F-Fuck!” He swore his head resting against the point where your shoulder and neck meets. His breathing was heavy and he was gripping the sheets tightly. You knew he was trying to control himself so you cupped his cheeks and brought him up so you were face to face. You stared into his eyes as if tell him ‘thank you’ and ‘you’re doing so well’. He gave you a shaky smile and began slowly thrusting into you. You gripped onto his shoulders as your breathing started getting heavier as well. He changed his angles so he could hit your g-spot which made you arch up and whimper at the amount of love and pleasure you were feeling all at once.

Once you collected yourself slightly. You move you both into a different position so you could be closer. Kol sat on the edge of the bed, his legs hanging off the bed. You were sat in his lap, your chest and forehead pressed against his as you continued to move your hips. You were thrusting forward instead of up and down so your clit was gently rubbing as his pubic bone with every thrust. You threw you head back letting out a moan, Kol’s lips going straight to you throat placing soft wet kisses on the hollow of your throat. You started to feel yourself building steadily, moaned husky moans and panting getting loud with each thrust.

“Y/N I’m c-close..” Kol panted against your throat making you shutter out a breath.

“Me t-too…Cum with me…” You stuttered before letting out another choked sob. Your pace got slightly fast as your orgasm was finally reaching its peak. You pulled back and look into Kol’s eyes, His left hand cupping you cheek and he stared at you with so many unspoken words. His brows were furrowed and his eyes kept trying to shut as he neared his end. One arm wrapped around his neck and the other placed on his chest.

“I’m c-cumming..” You whispered against his lips your panting loud and deep. He nodded letting you know he was too you gasped as you finally came, your walls clenching around Kol triggering his orgasm.

Once you had ridden out your orgasms, Kol picked you up with shaky legs and laid you on the bed carefully. He crawled under the covers with you and pulled you into his chest, kissing you hair lovingly.

“I love you Y/N and I’ll wait forever if it means you’ll love me back.” Kol’s stated his voice was quiet and spent after earlier activities.

“It won’t take as long as you think…” I muttered into his chest before placing a kiss on his chest bone.


“It’s about bloody time!” Rebekah screamed as she slammed to door open.

“For the love of all that is bloody holy! Rebekah get out!” Kol screamed making you jump slightly which made him look down at you.

“I’m sorry baby I didn’t mean to make you jump…” He muttered apologetically.

“It’s okay. Nik! Can you respectfully drag your lovely sister…who I adore…out of my bloody room!” You screamed only making Kol chuckle but also making sure everything was covered before Nik came in. Nik soon came in and pushed Rebekah out the room but turn to look at us.

“I’m happy for you both. Hurt her Kol and I’ll dagger you.” Niklaus threatened before leaving the room and closing the door on his way out.

Bloody Mikaelson’s.

anonymous asked:

Why do you think Robert wanted to marry Lyanna? Was she the most beautiful women he had ever see, did he enjoy her fire or did he wanna marry her so him and Ned would be brothers?

Oh, banish the thought that Robert wanted Lyanna because of her fire. Robert didn’t know Lyanna to appreciate anything about her beyond the superficial. He demonstrates, time and again, how utterly ignorant he is of who Lyanna was as a person, something that Ned calls him out on when he tries to claim that Lyanna wouldn’t have objected to him fighting in the melee or shamed him like Cersei does. Which might be the funniest thing I’ve ever heard from Robert Baratheon, because:

“You never knew Lyanna as I did, Robert,” Ned told him. “You saw her beauty, but not the iron underneath. She would have told you that you have no business in the melee.”

Lyanna totally would have shamed Robert like that and worse, because Robert’s ideal woman is one that looks pretty and keeps her mouth shut while he does whatever the hell he wants, and that’s not Lyanna Stark. Lyanna’s fire would have driven Robert nuts because it does not fit his idea of what a woman should be like, much less his own wife. The man takes Cersei’s (justified and correct) objection to him fighting in the melee as a personal insult and is utterly flabbergasted that Ned not only agrees with her, but is sure that Lyanna would have done the same. Because the Lyanna in Robert’s head would never. He didn’t see her fire any more than he saw her; he only saw what he projected on her, and that made her his ideal woman and his One True Love.

No, anon, it was largely about Ned who is the brother Robert wants, not his disappointing blood brothers. The Starks are also an excellent family for Robert to marry into - very prestigious with a history that is as long as man has been in the North, former kings with the largest domain in all of the Seven Kingdoms, and more importantly (to Robert, at least), a close-knit family that genuinely likes and respects one another. Ned left Winterfell when he was eight but he still managed to have a close relationship with his siblings, while Robert spent years with only sullen disappointing Stannis for company and baby Renly isn’t much of an improvement. Robert grew attached to the idea of being part of the Starks that he still seeks to make it happen years later by betrothing Joffrey to Sansa. We also see evidence of this in his consuming anger when Ned speaks against sending someone to kill Daenerys.

“Unspeakable?” the king roared. “What Aerys did to your brother Brandon was unspeakable. The way your lord father died, that was unspeakable. And Rhaegar… how many times do you think he raped your sister? How many hundreds of times?” His voice had grown so loud that his horse whinnied nervously beneath him. The king jerked the reins hard, quieting the animal, and pointed an angry finger at Ned. “I will kill every Targaryen I can get my hands on, until they are as dead as their dragons, and then I will piss on their graves.”

He does not only speak of Lyanna but of Brandom and Rickard as well. He is screaming the atrocities that were done to the Starks at Ned as if they did not happen to Ned’s own family. The only people who have any “right” to be this spiteful and unforgiving towards the Targaryens are Ned and Benjen (and not even them because neither Daenerys or Viserys are to blame for their kin’s actions, but you get my point), but Robert speaks as if the Starks were his family as well.

Mind you, all this still has a good deal of romanticization on Robert’s part. Lyanna is not the person he made up in his head any more than Ned’s character is different from sullen disappointing Stannis’ any more than the Starks were this perfect ideal family. But Robert projects, and romanticizes, and justifies, and then punishes the “substitutes” in his life (Cersei, Stannis, his family including his kids) for not living up to the made up standard in his head. That’s his nature.

anonymous asked:

What do you think the RFA+Saeran would do if them and MC wanted to have kids but one of them was infertile?

Obstetrics and gynecology wasn’t exactly my favorite during my uni days (I preferred anatomy and pathophysiology), but this was interesting to read up on! Enjoy!


RFA + Saeran react to inferility


  • It’s not like you couldn’t get pregnant, but you’ve had miscarriage upon miscarriage
  • He was overjoyed when he finally thought you could have a baby that one time when the test came back positive
  • Only to find out that it was a cancerous mass that started to develop inside your uterus
  • You had to undergo chemotherapy for a year, and he was there to support you all the way
  • You finally finished your treatment cycles and was finally declared cancer-free, but then you were advised to not try to get pregnant within a year
  • You weren’t getting any younger, and the chances of you having a safe pregnancy were getting slimmer
  • He was worried too, but he tried to cheer you up as best as he can; however, you just wouldn’t come out of your slump.
  • He suggested that you use a surrogate instead, and you readily agree
  • The process of finding the right surrogate was longer than expected, but you found one at last
  • There was nothing wrong with your eggs and his sperm, so you had the fertilized egg artificially implanted on the surrogate
  • Cried when he finally had the baby in his arms


  • Neither of you were sterile, but you just couldn’t get pregnant even after two years of trying.
  • He wondered if it had to do anything about your busy schedules
  • So he decided to go on hiatus for a few months to see if you could conceive.
  • But still, nothing.
  • He was ready to be a dad, dammit.
  • But he couldn’t blame you either.
  • However, one of your younger cousins secretly gave birth out of wedlock, and asked if you could take in the child for her instead because she was scared of her family rejecting her.
  • He was unsure at first, but he couldn’t say no when he saw you look longingly at the infant.
  • So you took the baby in, and legally put them in your family register
  • Enjoyed every minute of being a father, even if it meant that you had to take turns waking up in the middle of the night to take care of the child.
  • Loved them just the same even when you finally got pregnant a year after.


  • What were that chances of both of you being infertile, right?
  • But her excessive caffeine intake caused her to have immature eggs
  • You had painful menstrual periods, and upon having yourself checked, you discovered that there were abnormal growths in your ovaries
  • Was worried about your condition more than hers, so she urged you to have yourself treated first
  • Read up on possible options for having kids, and discussed them with you.
  • You were a little terrified when she had you watch a video of childbirth, so you both opted for adoption instead.


  • Your ovaries have stopped working during your early 20’s, even before you met him
  • He still married you even when he knew your condition, and didn’t tell his father about it
  • However, being the only child, he had the responsibility of producing an heir
  • When his father learns of your infertility, he urges Jumin to separate with you and find a woman who can give him a child.
  • But he can’t do that to you, no.
  • Wouldn’t even consider surrogate services because he didn’t trust them to just cut off connections after giving birth and getting paid.
  • Not even in-vitro fertilization because that would require donor eggs.
  • Familial responsibilities still require him to have a child though.
  • You also wanted a child, and would look longingly at couples with children
  • Started hosting charity projects for orphans and orphanages, claiming that it was all about social responsibility and giving the company a good image.
  • There was a charity drive for orphanages that C&R hosted, and you went together with him that day
  • You couldn’t take your eyes off a particular baby boy, and he saw how happy you were when one of the staff put him in your arms
  • Decided to adopt the infant on the spot
  • Adoption processing took a while, and it made headlines upon headlines
  • Chairman Han was especially furious with him, insisting that you should’ve had an artificial conception instead
  • But he’d come to love the baby too, and would go through anything just to keep the both of you safe and loved.


  • Was overjoyed when he found out you were with child
  • He was so excited that he was finally going to have kids
  • But then, you got involved in a hit and run accident on your 8th month
  • The doctors had no choice but to remove your uterus in order to save your life
  • However, they couldn’t save the baby
  • Was worried and devastated upon hearing about what happened, but he couldn’t bring himself to see you personally
  • It took him a few days before he finally had the courage to go visit you
  • You looked so frail and depressed
  • After all, you just lost your child and the ability to conceive another one
  • Neither of you could look at each other’s eyes
  • Both of you blurt out “I’m sorry“ at the same time
  • You maintain eye contact with him for a couple of seconds before you both break down in each other’s arms
  • Realized that he shouldn’t have been selfish and went to see you right away when you started putting the blame on yourself
  • “It-it’s alright, MC. I’ll still love you, and we can still be a family even if it’s just us and Saeran”


  • The drugs he was forcefully given had affected more than just his psyche
  • It also resulted in him having a low sperm count and low sperm quality
  • He was initially against Saeyoung volunteering to have his sperm used instead, but gave in once you expressed your desire to have kids
  • So you underwent a procedure to have his brother’s sperm artificially implanted in you
  • Wasn’t really happy about the knowledge that Saeyoung was technically the father, and this would cause you to have arguments.
  • Did a complete turn around when he finally had the infant in his arms.
  • Unexpectedly turned out to be a good parent, and would even let his brother co-parent sometimes.
New Love (Part 1)

Summary: It’s been 4 years since the love of Bucky’s life died a horrible death in the hands of Hydra. He has slowly moved on, forming a new relationship with Natasha and his heart has started to heal. The Avengers are dispatched on a mission only to discover that Y/N was never truly dead. Y/N returns into Bucky’s life but she is no longer the same woman he fell in love with. Bucky is forced to make choices between the woman that he loved and the woman he is falling in love with.

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Author’s notes: This was an idea I had while experiencing writers block. Let me know if you guys want more or if you want to get tagged.

Originally posted by ofallingstar

Bucky remembers her. He remembers her beautiful blonde hair, the way she lit up the room when she smiled, and the way she glided when she walked, as if she was floating. She was beautiful, kind, and pure. She came into his life like a meteor, lighting up the dark sky and making everything beautiful. Her healing abilities proved to be essential during missions, she was able to touch another person and heal their wounds instantly, the team couldn’t count the number of times she has saved each one of them.

The found her while searching for a cure for Tony’s dying body and even though Doctor Strange was reluctant, he led them to a small town on the outskirts of England and showed them a young, primary school teacher with a special ability. She moved in 2 days later, and soon enough, Bucky fell in love with her. She was his rock, the only person that could bring him out of his programming and lead him back to himself. He knew she was the woman he was going to marry and have children with, because she was the only one that saw him for who he truly was.

The team never allowed Y/N to fight alongside them and she didn’t want to either. Y/N didn’t believe in violence but understood that it was sometimes unavoidable, especially when it came to the Avengers. Yet, they still needed her to go accompany them on missions, just in case someone got injured and needed a healing touch.

The team was prepping for a mission in the quinjet while Y/N sat beside Bucky, holding his hand so tightly her knuckles turned white. The mission was dangerous, the most dangerous Y/N has ever been on. HYDRA has taken hold of a mysterious alien entity and the Avengers were about to storm their base and retrieve the mysterious black matter. The base was loaded with HYDRA agents, and they were expecting the Avengers to show. Bucky brought Y/N’s knuckles to his lips and kissed it gently, she smiled at him, touching his cheeks like she always did before every mission.

“I swear I’ll be ok. I’ll come back and we can go see that play you’ve wanted to go to. What was it again?” Bucky asks as Y/N rests her head on his shoulders.

“Beauty and the Beast.” Y/N whispered, smelling his scent.

“Right. Because it matches our story.” He laughs. The team was ready to go and Y/N waved them goodbye. She held Bucky’s hands and kissed him gently.

“I love you James Buchanan Barnes. Come back to me.” She whispered as their fingers parted and he disappeared out of sight.

The events the preceded were the worst moments of Bucky’s life. The cloaking device on the quinjet malfunctioned and HYDRA agents found its location. Thinking that the Avengers were still inside, HYRDA agents detonated bombs, which caused the quinjet to explode. The cry that came out of Bucky was nothing but horrifying. When the team arrived at the explosion site, there was nothing but flames and Y/N was nowhere to be found. The missions had been a failure and when SHIELD agents examined the remnants of the quinjet, they found pieces of human bones and burned flesh, they were too mutilated to properly ID but it was assumed to be Y/N.

Bucky retreated to who he was in Bucharest, quiet, and completely defeated. The only person that made him feel good was dead, and he no longer knew who he was. The nightmares came back in full force and he lost control of his anger. Everything set him off and for his own safety and those around him, he was sent to Wakanda for rehabilitation.

4 years later, the wound that was Y/N’s death has slowly healed. Bucky still had nightmares, but they came less often and even though he still thought of Y/N every day, the memories were no longer laced with pain and longing. He didn’t see it coming, but Natasha and Bucky became close, it started off as friendship, which overtime slowly blossomed into romance. They were two assassins, victims of evil organizations with their own dark past, so it was natural that they understood each other more than others understood them.


It has been 4 years since the Avengers received knowledge about the Monolith and every time they got close to taking it away from HYDRA’s hands, something goes wrong or their mission got compromised. Taking back the Monolith was personal to all of them, it has caused so much pain and Hydra has started to send people through it again. Inhumans were disappearing everywhere and it’s believed that the Monolith not only transports people to Maveth, but to other planets as well.

SHIELD agents have been undercover for nearly 3 years and word has been send out about the Monolith’s location. Every SHIELD agent and Avengers member were ready to take the HYDRA base down and finally end the hunt. To everyone’s surprise, HYDRA was not expecting the ambush and they were easily taken down, the Monolith was finally captured

 Bucky was talking to agent Coulson when agent Fitz ran into the room, eyes wide and out of breath.

“You need to see something.” Fitz said as he ran back to the other room. Everyone looked at each other and fallowed him. The room was covered with pictures, maps, and diagrams across its walls. There were pictures of every inhuman that had gone missing over 4 years and beside it was a map of different galaxies with a red dot on it.

“I think these are the inhumans HYDRA has sent through the Monolith and the red dot indicates where they were sent. As you know, HYDRA sends them to gain information on what the world is like or to bring back creatures that could destroy us. Simmons and I were looking at it and we found something unbelievable.” Fitz, still shaking from what he and Gemma found walked over to the far corner of the room and points at a photograph. It was a photo of Y/N and beside it was the map of where she was. Bucky’s heart nearly stopped, he suddenly felt cold and his heart began to beat so fast that he could hear it in his head.

“So, I think Y/N was one of the first people they sent to another planet. Judging by this picture she seems to have been sent into another galaxy and thanks to Thor, we can identify that she was send to the planet of Xandar.” Bucky walked towards Y/N picture and touched the small red dot on the map. She’s alive, she’s alive, was all he could think. Natasha watched as Bucky reacted to the news, she her heart sank as she saw him, barely breathing and completely engrossed on the map. He didn’t even look at her, or notice how her face fell at his reaction.

“Is she still alive? Can we bring her back?” Agent Coulson asks as he studies that other pictures on the wall.

“I got Jemma back from Maveth, I think we can figure out how to bring her back. HYDRA has provided each Inhuman with a communication device and I think we can send a message to her to let her know. That’s if she still has the device. HYDRA didn’t really think over the fact that the Inhumans could just stop fallowing their orders once they got to the other planet.” Fitz said as he looked at Bucky happily.

“Do it. Whatever you have to do, just bring her back.” Steve says as he watched Bucky and Natasha react differently to the news of Y/N.



PNWS Character Queer Headcanons

I don’t make the rules, these just are canon.

Alex Reagan: Pan as they come. She’s got ex girlfriends and boyfriends.

Richard Strand: Repressed bisexual who’s struggling with his attractions to Alex and Nic.

Amalia Chenkova: Pansexual and polyamorous. Basically everyone who meets her falls in love with how cool she is.

Simon Reese: Everyone’s favorite morally ambiguous ace cinnamon roll.

Coralee Strand: Demisexual biromantic who happened to fall in love with the man she was ordered to marry.

Charlie Strand: Badass lesbian who isn’t taking any of your shit.

Nic Silver: Repressed bisexual who is still coming to terms with the fact that he’s in love with Geoff van Sant.

MK: Asexual panromantic polyamorous badass bitch at your service.

Geoff van Sant: Flagrant bisexual who at this point is becoming Nicsexual.

Cameron Ellis: Polyamrous gay and lusting after Nic Silver hard.

Carly Parker: Trans lesbian who’s been in love with her best friend Yumiko for years.

Yumiko Takata: Aromatic pansexual brilliant woman who gets what she want.

Jones: Aroace hacker BAMF.

I think I’m about to have a stroke over this “Felicity’s superpower is empathy” bs. First off, Felicity should not need to be told (and for the second time in this show’s run) that she has a superpower on a team of (until recently) non-powered heroes. Instead of making me sympathize with her feeling inferior, it just grates on me that she gets people to feed her superiority complex. Like it’s not enough that she’s powerful, she has to be superpowerful. Somebody tell me if I’m wrong, but like, does Iris ever go fishing around for compliments like that?? No. And she’s surrounded by actual superheroes!

Also, where was Felicity’s empathy when:

  • Oliver revealed he was hallucinating a dead woman and she immediately implied he’d been having an Island Harem instead of fighting to survive the last five years
  • She called Moira diabolical at her own funeral
  • She treated her own mother like so much garbage
  • She messed around with Ray despite still having feelings for Oliver, then still kept making demands of him after their breakup
  • She didn’t want Oliver to trade his freedom for his sister’s life and considered it worth nothing when he asked her to help look after Thea in his absence
  • She was more concerned with Oliver marrying someone that wasn’t her rather than the lesbian who was being forced into marriage and implied future sex with a man by her own father
  • She ew’d Thea’s bloodstain
  • She insulted Amanda Waller at her memorial
  • Oliver had to say goodbye to his son he never got to raise
  • She told Oliver he would never recover from his trauma
  • She didn’t bother to see about getting her miracle microchip mass-produced until a villain suggested it, then knocked said villain into a coma and cheered about it
  • Her motivation for joining the team was retconned from “I want to save Walter” to “Oliver has abs”
  • She talked her ex into committing suicide and gave a half-hearted “sorry”
  • Pretty much everything involving Havenrock and Rory Regan
  • Pretty much everything involving Black Siren

I’m not going to say she has never displayed empathy (even if I’m having trouble recalling one to counterpoint), but like…don’t name somebody’s superpower something they rarely actually use?? Say she’s super-smart, say she’s a tech wiz, whatever. But don’t try to pretend to me that she’s suddenly this warm, caring, sympathetic individual when there is so much evidence stacked against her. Stop trying to make her everything. Stop trying especially to make her something she never was.

A Blind Path Home, part 10

Steve Rogers x Reader

A/N: I obviously took some liberties with the storyline, but I tried keeping it as true as possible to the canon history. No beta used this time around, so excuse my mistakes.
Summary: It started with a blind date. A date you had skipped out on, but fate had led you right to the man you stood up. Steve Rogers, a man small in stature but big in heart. A chance meeting set everything in motion, but decades later when he is unfrozen, he has been told you have died. But when a mission to retrieve Hydra plans turned up some interesting information, Steve’s left to wonder whether you are still alive. Or is this all just false hope?Part One   Part Two   Part Three Part Four   Part Five Part Six Part Seven Part Eight  Part Nine

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Save Me

[ Mafia AU ] 

Growing up you were thought of nothing more than a pretty face. Your only aspirations were chosen for you. Your job would be to become a token. You were the only daughter of a mafia boss.

You were to marry someone of your father’s choosing because after his death it would be up to you and your husband to continue his work. The only problem was you already had a boyfriend.

Kim Young Woo, he was an extremely handsome and capable man. He had money, power, and the leadership that allowed him to command a group even larger than that of your fathers.

To be exact… he was your father’s rival.

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Jitters - Alfie Solomons

Request: I love your work!! Can I request a wedding day oneshot with Alfie Solomons please? Maybe the reader is feeling nervous so Alfie goes and finds her, calms her down and all that good stuff (trying to not to look at you because it’s bad luck too haha) Thank you 

Jitters - Alfie Solomons

There was a knock on the door followed by a rather quiet voice, “Alfie.”  

Alfie had always told himself that marriage was not for him. He enjoyed the company of women to a certain point but passed that he had no interest in them. He would never be the type of person to court a woman, dote on her hand and foot, then marry her properly in a synagogue. Other men sure, but not Alfie. Except he was standing in the back room of a small synagogue getting dressed for a wedding. For his wedding.  

“Alf.” The voice came again, and another tap on the door.

“Oi, I’m trying to get dressed here love.” Alfie called.  

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Chapter One
Björn Ironside X Reader

Your father, King Ecbert of Wessex, hadn’t told you about the arrival of the Viking Ragnar Lothbrok to the castle. But then again, he never told you anything, believing that you were as unimportant as the servants. He hadn’t cared for your mother either. Always more of a fan of your sister in law Judith, they’d lain together multiple times and you couldn’t understand how your brother was alright with it. But as soon as your mother died he payed less attention to you and didn’t even really acknowledge your existence. As soon as he started having meetings with Ragnar Lothbrok, he got Athelstan to teach you Norse, but no one told you why. If you had then you wouldn’t have done it. You learnt languages quickly because you had nothing else to do. So you were now fluent in Norse but had no idea what words were specific to their culture.

A few months after their first meetings, you were invited into the throne room. Greeted by the same bright blue eyes of the Viking. He looked at you carefully and now you could see a tall blonde man behind him, along with the usual entourage that came with him. Your father beckoned you over and after a side glare at him, you walked over to him.

“This is my daughter, Princess Y/n.” Your father smiled and you saw the blonde boy fidget slightly.

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anonymous asked:

So here are my two cents on the misery :) I suppose that in case seunghyun might be interested in having a family in the future, he will probably not get a queen kind of wife, more like the one whos left single. First because of his and her age, lets be real the good ones will be already married an secondly cause of the scandal no a+ woman wants a man fooling around with scandalous women (how about stds gurl?) Shes going to wreck her reputation and "lose her face" two bad things in confucianism

Assuming that nobody’s perfect, especially those “queen kind of wife” you can see married at young age and always happy, I don’t think he’s hopeless. I mean, in a few years everyone will forget about the scandal and at the end of this story Seunghyun still will be the handsome, cultured, well-mannered man he has always been.
I bet he will get married to a wonderful woman who will bring endless joy into his life, their life.

“My name is Celaena Sardothien. But it makes no difference if my name’s Celaena or Lillian or Bitch, because I’d still beat you, no matter what you call me.”
Hooo boy, Celaena is a character I didn’t like in the beginning, but now I wish she was my best friend. We’d eat candy together like there’s no tomorrow. I think I really like her because she’s this girly, beautiful woman who also happens to kick major butts.
I wanted to redraw her b/c the first time I drew her I wasn’t feelin her yet.

Reasons why I'm pissed off with Emmerdale

* I’m pissed off that they had Robron married for THREE WEEKS before ruining them

*I’m pissed off that after all these years, Aaron still hasn’t had proper therapy and is still so self-destructive

*I’m pissed off that Robert, a BISEXUAL character, who promised to be faithful and wanted messed up forever, cheats as soon as Aaron messes up

*I’m pissed off that by having them sleep together, Emmerdale has ruined Robert’s (one and only) friendship with Rebecca

*I’m pissed off that they depict every 20/30-something woman as sexually desperate and immoral

*I’m pissed off that Chas and Paddy will now be all “we told you so” and bask in the fallout from this

*I’m pissed off that it feels like the past two years of loyalty and devotion to this pair, have been for nothing

So yeah, all in all, I’m a bit pissed off. 😠

I started writing this as a response to one of the post-episode messages I got, but it took on a life of its own and well, might as well share. No point keeping it in my drafts, right? Here’s my reaction to the last scene in the finale (short version: I loved it).

We know that for just under two years, Weller’s relationship prevailed and most probably overcame tons and tons of obstacles. We know that their love was stronger than almost everything that they came up against, and that they never stopped being in love, and that at some point Kurt got down on one knee and proposed and that Jane said yes. We know that Jane joined the FBI and they continued to be this unstoppable team that took on the world and put bad people away and kicked butt as leaders and colleagues and as a couple. And just imagine all those times Jane was in danger in the field, or Kurt was in danger, and the other one was losing their mind. Imagine the relief when the other one was okay and imagine how beautiful it must have been not to hide their feelings or their relationship anymore. And they got married. They got married, you guys! Mr. Too Choosy chose Jane Doe. They got married and exchanged vows and wore those rings around their fingers proudly. 

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