this woman is perfect beyond words!!

This is Abner from my fic In Love, Serenity:  Summoned by Leliana for her particular skills as an assassin, Abner appeared to the Inquisition shrouded in mystery. A quick-witted woman of determination, strength, and few words, she takes shit from no one, though she’ll dish it out in spades. 


Look at what @xla-hainex painted for me! If you can catch her with an open commission, I highly recommend hiring her, she’s a delight, and look at what she does!! I am beyond pleased.


Enouement- 17

Summary: Told in reverse-chronological order, Enouement is the story of love and loss, telling the journey that led you to your ultimate destination: a life full of happiness and regret, mistakes and laughter- and the man who gave you it all. Bucky x Reader

Words: Lots????

Warnings: Sexytimes.

Master   Part 16

Originally posted by fvckmxk

Bucky was furious. The anger radiating in his chest was boiling as he moved through the bar toward their usual table. He felt like there was a valve somewhere in his chest, letting out the steam slowly as he dropped into his seat, a little too heavily judging by the look on Sam and Steve’s faces.

“Rough night?” Sam nudged his friend with a sharp elbow and Bucky shot him a glare, reaching for the beer Steve had so generously ordered for him ahead of time. “Trouble in paradise?”

“Why did you two let me get married?”

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Smile to smile

I woke up, the sunlight hitting your face.

You faked sleep, but the curl of your smile told me you were awake. 

The perfect curl that sent me head over heels into your arms.

Your smile is like an ice cream sundae on the Fourth of July. Perfectly placed, refreshing, and sweet.

I woke up and sat up, leaned over and kissed you on your smile. 

Smiling back as our mouths met, lingering and savoring what it felt to be like smile to smile. 

You opened your eyes and stared right into mine, and I fell in love with you all over again.

Your eyes are like pools of sapphire water on an island. Relaxing, refreshing, and beyond beautiful.

I reached up and put my hand on your face, my thumb running over your eyebrow and around the curve of your brow. 

And smile to smile still, you laughed at me, your mouth opening so slightly offering for me to come closer and more inside. Reassuring me that you were happy to be woken up by me.

Your laugh is like the kindest lullaby in the witching hour of the night. Soothing, reassuring, and comforting, scaring away all monsters who come for me in the dark.

Your laugh making me come closer as you wrapped your arms around my body. 

Your arms are like the coziest blanket I own. Warm, comforting, making you safe from the world.

And I nestled into your body, letting you envelop me with love and warmth. 

Your love is like sunlight to an ice tundra. Melting what is frozen, bringing life back to the landscape. 

And still, smile to smile, I melted in your arms. 

Because you knew that kissing smile to smile, was my favorite thing, so you lingered and didn’t move. You just kept your face in that perfect curl. 

Letting me feel the expression of your happiness on my lips. Letting me know with more than my eyes and ears that you were so beyond in love with me. 

Letting me feel how insanely passionate you were about making me the woman of your world. 

Letting me feel how beautiful love could be when two people cared about each other.

And eventually your mouth opened and swallowed mine whole, swallowing all the words and “I love you’s” that I would ever say. All the while, the edges of your mouth were still upturned as you kissed me with a smile. 

And with all of me so wrapped up in you I felt love in ways that I forgot I could. 

My mouth curved toward the heavens into the cheesiest, goofiest, grin I am sure that I could ever manage. 

Teeth pressed together, clashing we laughed at our clumsiness. Until at last we closed our mouths and you ever so softly placed your smile upon my neck.

And then my chest.

And then my navel.

And then my hips.

And then my thighs.

Telling me that you you were happy with all that I was.

Placing your expressions of pure content all over my body. Leaving the only broken blood vessels I would ever receive from you all over my body.

Your smile leaving trails of love, leaving pure and passionate ecstasy on my skin unlike anyone else’s ever could.

-CMI

Isolation By Bex-chan 

Chapters: 48 - Words: 278,881 - Reviews: 12,999 - Status: Complete

He can’t leave the room. Her room. And it’s all the Order’s fault. Confined to a small space with only the Mudblood for company, something’s going to give. Maybe his sanity. Maybe not. “There,” she spat. “Now your Blood’s filthy too!” DM/HG. PostHBP.

Mine By Curiositykils 

Chapters: 29 - Words: 122,711 - Reviews: 3,830 - Status: In Progress

Veela Fic set Ten Years after the War. Draco is a Veela. Hermione isn’t his Healer. She’s just his. 

Broken By inadaze22 

Chapters: 36 - Words: 367,993 - Reviews: 5,079 - Status: Complete

He felt something close to pity for the woman in front of him. And while that disturbed Draco to no end, what really disgusted him most of all was the harrowing fact that someone or something had broken Hermione Granger’s spirit beyond recognition.

A Marriage Most Convenient By AnneM.Oliver 

Chapters: 54 - Words: 183,905 - Reviews: 4,303 -  Status: Complete

Hermione lost it all when she divorced. Draco would lose it all by age 30 if he didn’t marry. Marriage to each other would be perfect, one would even say it was most convenient. Her daughter even looked like him, although, he wondered why that was.

We Learned the Sea By luckei1 

Chapters: 37 - Words: 201,007 - Reviews: 4,067 - Status: Complete 

Draco Malfoy turns himself in after a very successful career as a Death Eater, then enlists Harry and Hermione to help him in a scheme to bring down the Dark Lord. DHr. A story of forgiveness.

The Bracelet By AkashaTheKitty 

Chapters: 103 - Words: 303,727 - Reviews: 6,406 - Status: Complete

Hermione has everything she could possibly want… Except a life. People are getting sick of her superior attitude, especially Draco Malfoy, who schemes to get her down, once and for all. And then there’s the thing with The Bracelet… 7th year AR. 

Turncoat By elizaye 

Chapters: 101 - Words: 256,732 - Reviews: 7,211 - Status: Complete

Switching sides. “I have only one condition, and I trust it won’t be hard for you to meet. I want Granger.” Rated M for sex/language/torture.

Future Adventures By cleotheo 

Chapters: 11 - Words: 26,196 - Reviews: 375 - Status: Complete

During a joint Potions/Charms lesson, Draco is accidentally given an overdose of a potion that will allow him to experience time in the future. During his time in the future he sees plenty of unexpected things, but will he like how his life is going to turn out?

Eros & Psyche By RZZMG 

Chapters: 58 - Words: 356,226 - Reviews: 4,962  - Status: In progress

Draco challenges Harry & the Gryfs to play EROS, a scandalous card game. It’s Slyth vs. Gryf, pride vs. desire, male vs. female! Who wins the game of hearts & amour? FIC CHALLENGE! HOT SHAGGING. Pairings-DMxHG,GWxBZ,RWxPP,SFxLB,TNxDG,HPxTD. A/U 7th year. 

Regarding Chibi Chibi’s role in the manga

First off, this analysis only applies to the manga (as the anime and manga versions of Sailor Stars are wildly different) so you’ll probably be lost if you don’t have any knowledge of the final manga arc. 

Anyway, in the second chapter of the Stars arc, we are introduced to tiny, pink-haired child who quickly gloms onto Usagi. She soon becomes known as Chibi Chibi.

A few chapters later, it’s revealed that she’s actually a Sailor Senshi.

From that point on, she accompanies Sailor Moon and her allies and in fact plays a vital role in getting Sailor Moon to the Galaxy Cauldron, the place where she needs to go to finally face off against Sailor Galaxia. However, even after Galaxia is defeated, things are more dire than ever. After Sailor Moon encourages Chibi Chibi to never give up hope for the future, Chibi Chibi suddenly transforms into a much more mature woman: Sailor Cosmos. In fact, Chibi Chibi never existed in the first place, she was just a disguise for Cosmos.

So why did Cosmos disguise herself? She never explains herself in the manga, which always confused me. After reflecting on it however, her decision makes perfect sense. Remember, Stars is the arc where we learn that Sailor Senshi exist on a galactic scale, far beyond our solar system. Unfortunately, most of them have been killed by Galaxia, who uses their stolen Star Seeds to create her own organization of evil Senshi.

In other words, the only Sailor Senshi aside from the main team we see are outright evil (Shadow Galactica) or suspicious (the Sailor Starlights before they finally disclose their motives to Sailor Moon). Sailor Cosmos must have known that, as an adult Sailor Senshi coming from outside the solar system, she would have been treated with suspicion and distrust. In order to get close to Usagi, she had to change her appearance. And so she chose the guise of a very young child, someone who needed to be nurtured and protected and was naturally above suspicion. In fact, the Senshi just assume that she’s a future descendant of Usagi or Chibiusa’s and therefore trustworthy. She’s not even a blip on the radar.

Because of this, she’s able to become very close to Usagi and so is able to try to convince her to destroy the Galaxy Cauldron when the time comes. Of course, Usagi ends up convincing her to allow the Cauldron to stay instead.

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    —-”Perfect facial features.”—- He said, taking his time to examine slowly.
—-”Natural beauty at it’s finest, although I am.. well known for having a much more twisted vision of the word. What you have fits you, in my eyes. You possess a dangerous allure, one that completes you perfectly. Like a puzzle perfectly assembled.”—-

    —-”Power beyond most people’s imagination, hidden perfectly behind the visage of a beautiful woman. Most would probably let you toy with them as you wish, yet.. when they realize what you’re capable of, it’d most likely be too late. The beauty of a blooming lotus, yet the deadliness of a flytrap. There’s.. much more to you than meets the eye, oh and the tattoos, they’re simply–….”—-

    He noticed himself over analyzing things, as is natural to him. A habit that he’s had since a child.

    —-”Do excuse me for rambling about, I’ve a tendency to do that– anyways, I hope this answers your question better than some simple number.”—-

[unedited] angst-beginning but fluffy-ending supercat smut NSFW

ficlet 2 of 2 for march madness (it’s not as fluffy as I planned but has an extra fluffy ending)

PART ONE IS HERE

WARNINGS: (assumed) cheating, non-con het kiss, really unhealthy communication, drinking as a bad coping mechanism.


Kara is throwing her toothbrush and shampoo into her bag, on top of the spare set of clothes she keeps at Cat’s, when she hears the front door open. Briefly she considers grabbing what she has and flying out the window. She wants to explain things to Cat more than almost anything, but she knows she hurt Cat and wants to respect her wishes. She owes her that much.

She doesn’t get the chance, Cat practically falls into her bedroom before Kara can hastily wipe the tears from her face. “What are you doing here?” Cat slurs. Kara thinks she means the words to sound harsh but the woman is obviously beyond drunk and it comes out as a pitiful whine.

Kara uses the time it takes Cat to right and prop herself against the dresser to look her over. She smells like a bar and she’s slumping slightly, her usually perfect posture gone with her sobriety. Her eyes are slightly swollen and completely free of mascara. Cat doesn’t cry but she obviously has been tonight and it physically hurts Kara to know she’s the cause. Even if Cat won’t hear or believe her, she has to explain.

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calm as the wind, she’s on my mind


it’s bluestoplight’s birthday, and i had started this a while ago and never got to continue it so HERE, have a lil’ bit of celebrity/non celebrity au because killian would totally have posters of emma plastered to his bedroom’s walls since forever and run her fanclub and punch people who said anything but nice things about her.

title from my all time favorite new florence+the machine’s album song, ‘which witch’, slightly modified. 

on ao3

Graham banged his head on the cheery tablecloth with a loud thump, a groan echoing his displeasure. “I’m sick of the music in this place I’m telling you.”

“Right,” Killian drawled, sipping the remnants of his coffee. Ruby passed by their table, rolling her eyes.

“I can hear you, you know.”

Graham rapidly straightened up, only managing to bang the table with his knee and almost knocking down everything on it. He gave Ruby a long-suffering sigh. “If I said ‘no offense’ would it actually make a difference?”

“In your dreams,” she huffed, booping him on the nose with her free hand. “No more pints for you in the mornings, buddy.”

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Mountains to Climb

A post-season 4 fic and a companion to “Once More (From the Top)”  

Summary:  A couple months after the (speculated) ending events of Season 4. Oliver and Felicity’s relationship is just starting to get back to normal when a surprising turn of events unsettles their daily routine. Will it ruin their slowly healing relationship or will it be the kick they need to finally mend everything?

Read on AO3 or below.

Warnings for violence and angst. 

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Mountains to Climb

A little boy scribbling on paper was the last thing Felicity expected when she walked into the Mayor’s office. She stopped short and glanced around just to make sure she was definitely in the right place before she turned back to the boy who was now looking up at her from Oliver’s oversized chair.  

“Hello,” she says with a smile as she slowly approaches the boy. There’s something familiar about the inquisitive eyes and his kind smile.

“Hi,” he answers, putting down his pencil.

“I’m looking for Oliver. Is he here?” Okay, she feels slightly ridiculous asking an unknown little boy sitting in his office, but it’s not like he would let just anyone sit in his chair, right? 

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