what you're going to do anyways

  • Teacher: Alright, for career day, Ruby's uncle, Qrow Branwen will be speaking. He's a huntsman! Everyone say hello to Mr. Branwen!
  • Students: Hi Mr. Branwen-
  • Ruby: HI UNCLE QROW!!!!
  • Qrow, pulling out a flask: Alright kids. Do any of you want to be huntsmen or huntresses?
  • Some students: *Raise their hands*
  • Ruby: *Hops up in down in her seat as she rockets her hand up*
  • Qrow: Alright, the first thing you've got to know about my line of work is that picking your health insurance plan is very important. Now I know that going with the one that just covers combat injuries seems like a good idea, but it's NOT.
  • Qrow: *Swigs from flask*
  • Teacher: Um, Mr. Branwen, what are you dr-
  • Qrow: Vodka.
  • Qrow: Anyways, as I was saying. People you know are going to DIE. People you care about are going to LEAVE YOU. And when you eventually turn to alcohol, and you WILL-
  • Qrow: *Takes a swig*
  • Qrow: -You're going to go too far one night and need to get your stomach pumped, and that shit is EXPENSIVE. And then-
  • Teacher: Um, sir-
  • Qrow: Hold on, lemme finish. And then you're going to be hard on cash and have to crash at an old friend's house while you do wet work for Atlas of all kingdoms in an attempt to scrounge up enough money to get back on your feet. And you'll have to work with WINTER MOTHERFUCKING SCHNEE.
  • Teacher: Mr. Branwen, I think it's time for you to-
  • Ruby: TELL THEM THE STORY ABOUT THE BLONDE AMPUTEE GIRL!
  • Qrow: Oh yeah, that's the other thing about your health insurance. If you're ever going to Atlas, make sure your insurance covers STI's. There was this one time,
  • Teacher: Qrow Branwen! These kids are in 6th grade!
  • Qrow: 6th grade? Ruby, you're almost in middle school! Man, the time sure does fly.

anonymous asked:

Amanda, I'm so glad you're back! I know it's open to interpretation, so that's why I am asking you, how do you interpret Sign Of The Times?

Okay well let me just say this is merely an opinion and I don’t really care to debate it because I’m not going to tell anyone what they should think the song means.

Anyway.

I think it’s a summary of pain. And trying to escape that pain. I personally don’t think it’s about one event, but about a bundle of different events that have been painful and the song is Harry trying to work through some of those things.

To me, he jumps around a bit and is a little too vague to be referencing a specific time or trauma, but is instead viewing the things that have hurt him over the years and trying to process them.

I do think death is one of those things. Harry has lost some people who were very near and dear to his heart, so I do think some of the lyrics reference his feelings on that. “You can’t bribe the door on your way to the sky” is an incredibly poignant lyric in regards to how we’re perceived after we die, in my opinion.

Probably the most intense lyric for me is “Just stop your crying, have the time of your life.” Because Harry is a super star, right? And superstars aren’t supposed to have problems. But his life has been tinged with bittersweet moments, because he’s a human being who has had painful life experiences in the midst of living a life most of us only dream of. He’s expressing that here.

Lastly of course, there’s the use of “we” that permeates the song and has been constant in his promo so far as well. He’s not experiencing these trials alone. It’s not “I’ve got to get away,” it’s not “I never learn, I’ve been here before,” it’s “we.” That is so hugely important. Who is “we?” Is it metaphorical or a symbolic, empty pronoun? I don’t think so, myself. Who is the person who has been by his side through all of his toughest moments? Who has told him that they know it’ll be alright? I have an obvious opinion on that!

Really though, the whole song is a masterpiece. It’s a lyrical explanation of dealing with the things that hurt you, of hoping for escape from pain and triumph over it. It’s amazing.

I’m seeing a lot of young transgender or non-binary people out there freaking out or going completely silent and removing all their info from their bios in light of the recent news in America. And I get that, I really, truly do.

But I also want you guys to know that it’s safe to come talk to me if you’re feeling pressured or scared or angry or whatever you’re feeling. If you’re comfortable with talking to me, go for it. :)

Secondly, if you’ve spoken to me about your gender for whatever reason, and are feeling scared about someone else finding out or you being being outed for any reason, please know that I will never reveal anything we have spoken about, anything you have sent to me or asked me about (as an anon or not) to anyone. What we discuss is private, and unless you give me permission to respond publicly or speak about it to others, it will stay between us. Always.

Me and Daddy in the market the other day
  • *walking through the aisle getting groceries*
  • Me: *sees Dino nuggets and walks toward them*
  • Daddy: *grabs my arm before I can get to far* Where do you think you're going little one? You know you're supposed to stay near me at all times.
  • Me: I was gonna get something.
  • Daddy: What were you going to get?
  • Me: *points at the Dino nuggets*
  • Daddy: *chuckles* I'll get them for you baby girl, they're too high for you to reach anyway. *kisses my forehead* I'll be right back.
  • 💖💜❤️
What I Think of the MLB Episodes - Season 1
  • Stormy Weather: sexual tension also blonde with a fucking parasol
  • The Bubbler: I questioned my love for this show bc of this episode also gay bros
  • Timebreaker: *gasp* LOOK AT THE DARLING GIRL SHE'LL PUNCH ME IN THE STOMACH also chat noir is 200% dead
  • Evillustrator: hot damn I live for Nathanael also Marinette's kinda ruDE
  • Animan: a high school aged kid wanted to race a fucking panther also more gay bros
  • Dark Cupid: why did Kim ask Chloe out instead of Max also why didn't we get to see Nathanael try and ask Mari on a date
  • Volpina: Lila more like lie-la also Marinette stop being so rude
  • Horrificator: my poor bean also Nathanael's panic is funny
  • Robocop: WHY ISNT SABRINA DOING ANYTHING ABOUT HER FATHER BEING FIRED also Marinette why are you always so RUDE
  • Copycat: some gay cats also somebody who could definitely be nath's bff
  • Antibug: Sabrina gets the worst Akuma design award and also two? Akumas? In? One? Episode?
  • Lady Wifi: LOTS OF ALYA also me if I was a villain
  • Gamer: WOAH NERDS also MARINETTE I STG
  • Reflekta: poor Juleka also the gayness is off the charts
  • Princess Fragrance: prince aLI WHY ARE YOU IN FRANCE GO MARRY PRINCESS JASMINE also what a nice lesbian I love rose
  • Simonsayz: I once more question my obsession also Gabriel you're a dick
  • The Mime: that's what it's called right anyway Mylene your dad is so tall also Marinette you put a pocket in a hat
  • Mr Pigeon: *long elongated sigh* no comment
  • Darkblade: nice swords also bad puns
  • Puppeteer: she's like five why would you do that Hawkmoth also CHAT THIS IS A KID's SHOW
  • Kung Food: Marinette your uncle is nice also I would like to try that soup
  • The Pharaoh: alix has a BROTHER also ancient Egypt is so cool
  • Guitar Villain: omg somebody more popular than Marinette so rare also DRAGONN
  • Pixelator: honestly same also wow I can relate so much he's so extra
  • Origins: OHHHHHHH THATS CUTE also wow Ivan your taste in music is like the opposite of Mylene's face
What went down in The Bubbler
  • INTRO SEQUENCE
  • Marinette: *wakes up*
  • Tikki: ok I am so tired today, so please just this once don't go crazy about anyth—
  • Marinette: IT'S THAT HOT GUY'S BIRTHDAY
  • Tikki: and here we go
  • Adrien: can I celebrate my birthday today
  • Gabriel: f**k you Adrien
  • Nino: ok he defs did not say that to you
  • Adrien: yeah but that's what he meant
  • Marinette: imma give this present to that hot guy
  • Alya: please do not have a major freakout fest
  • Adrien: hi Marinette!
  • Marinette: I AM HAVING A MAJOR FREAKOUT FEST
  • Chloé: *pushes Marinette in front of a bus*
  • Adrien: did you just push Marinette in front of a bus?
  • Chloé: she'll be fine, now let's get back to what's important which is your birthday present that I defs have for you
  • Nino: while this is happening imma go talk to Adrien's dad
  • Gabriel: f**k you Nino
  • Nino: oh wow he wasn't lying
  • Gabriel: now get out of my house and stop blowing all those f**king bubbles
  • Hawkmoth: hey Nino you wanna blow some f**king bubbles
  • Nino: oh hell yes
  • Bubbler: *blows some f**king bubbles*
  • Marinette: *transforms*
  • Bubbler: hey every single one of Adrien's friends, let's go have a party
  • Everyone: kk
  • Bubbler: this is all of you, right? I'm not forgetting anyone? for instance, somebody I explicitly told Adrien he should get to know?
  • Everyone: no you're not forgetting anyone
  • Bubbler: kk cool
  • Adrien: why are you all at my house
  • Bubbler: it's time to PARTAY
  • Adrien: did you just kidnap my dad
  • Bubbler: um, no?
  • Bubbler, to himself: great deflection there dude, that was totally convincing
  • Chloé: hey Adrien let's dance together
  • Adrien: I don't think this is how consent works
  • Ladybug: lucky charm!
  • *record happens*
  • Ladybug: *throws record*
  • Record: WE'RE NO STRANGERS TO LOOOOOOOVE
  • Bubbler: aaaaaaaand that's enough dancing for today
  • Adrien: *slips away and transforms*
  • Ladybug: imma busting up your party
  • Chat Noir: me too, because I definitely haven't been here yet
  • Bubbler: imma blow lots of bubbles at you
  • Ladybug: is this really happening? is this really your power? is this really the best Hawkmoth could come up with?
  • Bubbler: *blows a lot of bubbles at them*
  • Ladybug and Chat Noir: *go high into the sky in a big bubble*
  • Chat Noir: cataclysm!
  • Ladybug: good thinking bc we're falling now
  • Chat Noir: you can save us, right?
  • Ladybug: *saves herself*
  • Chat Noir: *falls to his death*
  • Bubbler: ok imma send everybody into space
  • Bubbler: *bubbles everybody and sends them into space*
  • Bubbler: bye bye little bubbleflies
  • Ladybug: NO YOU DO NOT GET TO SAY THAT
  • Bubbler: what?
  • Ladybug: THAT'S MY LINE
  • Bubbler: is this really what you're concerned about here
  • Ladybug: look it's about brand integrity, ok?
  • Bubbler: well anyway, you still haven't seen the last of me, now run before my EXPLODING FIRE BUBBLE ATTACK!!!
  • Ladybug: is this real? is this a thing that is actually happening?
  • Bubbler: I guess so?
  • Ladybug: lucky charm!
  • *wrench happens*
  • Ladybug: *uses wrench to destroy the Eiffel tower*
  • Bubbler: you realize you're destroying the Eiffel tower
  • Ladybug: *beats bubbler* bye bye, little bubblefly
  • Nathalie: here Adrien have a gift that's definitely from your father, not from Marinette
  • Marinette: I made that
  • Adrien: idk
  • ROLL CREDITS
heathers sentence starters; part one
  • "Well, fuck me gently with a chainsaw."
  • "If you were happy every day of your life you wouldn't be a human being. You'd be a game-show host."
  • "Now that's deep."
  • "When teenagers complain that they want to be treated like human beings, it's usually because they are being treated like human beings."
  • "My teen-angst bullshit now has a body count."
  • "Greetings and salutations."
  • "Maybe we could rent some new releases and pop some popcorn."
  • "Chaos is what killed the dinosaurs, darling!"
  • "You inherit 5 million dollars the same day aliens land on the earth and say they're going to blow it up in 2 days. What do you do?"
  • "That's the stupidest question I've ever heard."
  • "You look like hell."
  • "God! I sound like a fucking psycho."
  • "Real life sucks losers dry."
  • "You're beautiful."
  • "I felt bad every time I did it but I kept doing it anyway."
  • "Praise Jesus, Hallelujah."
  • "I don't patronize bunny rabbits."
  • "You know, I have a little prepared speech I tell my suitor when he wants more than I'd like to give him."
  • "What's your damage?"
  • "Suicide is a private thing."
  • "The extreme always seems to make an impression."
  • "I just killed my best friend."
  • "If everyone jumped off a bridge, would you?"
  • "How very."
  • "Well they, uh, seem to have an open door policy for assholes though, don't they?"
  • "I like it. It's got that what-a-cruel-world-let's-toss-ourselves-in-the-abyss type ambiance."
  • "I say we just grow up, be adults and die."
  • "The only place different social types can genuinely get along with each other is in heaven."
  • "You know what I want? Cool guys like you out of my life."
  • "We realized we could never reveal our forbidden love to an uncaring and un-understanding world."
  • "Jesus H. Christ!"
  • "Is your life perfect?"
  • "Well, it's just like - they're people I work with, and our job is being popular and shit."
  • "They should throw his/her ass in jail."
  • "Just another case of a geek trying to imitate the popular people and failing miserably."
  • "You're a rebel? You think you're a rebel? You're not a rebel, you're fucking psychotic!"
  • "Why are you pulling my dick?"
  • "Our love is God."
  • "Let's go get a slushie."
  • "Why do you have to be such a mega-bitch?"
  • "I'm worshiped."
  • "What the fuck?"
  • "I knew that loose was too noose... uh... noose too loose..."
  • "Did that sound bitchy?"
  • "This kind of thing leaves a bad taste in my mouth."
  • "Lick it up, baby. Lick. It. Up."
Seussical in a nutshell
  • jojo: wow nice hat
  • cat: im here now, sO USE YOUR IMAAAAGINATION
  • -
  • horton: wtf who said that. theres only a speck of dust so the logical conclusion is that a miniature person is on that speck. actually a whole lot
  • sour kangaroo: bitch you cray!!!
  • gertrude: damn that elephant fine as hell
  • -
  • dust speck: so anyway horton you were totally right; we're a lost civilization on the brink of war and we're all about to die. Who-dee-who-who-who. Also we're guilting you into being our guardian. Who-who-who.
  • -
  • cat: jojo you're going into the story whether you like it or not
  • mr. and mrs. mayor: jojo you're grounded. no more thinking.
  • jojo: fuck yall i do what i want
  • mr. and mrs mayor: well we obviously don't know how to raise a kid so we're just gonna send you off to the war
  • -
  • horton: well everyone thinks i'm crazy but that's ok because i can imagine that i'm cool
  • jojo: well my parents sent me into the military but that's ok because i can imagine that my family accepts me for who i am
  • horton: yo lmao i hear you down there lets be friends 4 ever
  • -
  • gertrude: ugh i really wanna fuck this elephant but i'm not attractive :/
  • mayzie: bitch u right. go take drugs.
  • gertrude: k. ima go ham tho
  • -
  • wickersham brothers: lmao look at this nerd with that flower. yoink that shiz
  • horton: wtf literally why would u do that there was honestly no need and now i have to search through millions of identical fucking clovers to find my tiny fren jojo
  • -
  • cat: by the way did i mention im a sadist??
  • -
  • gertrude: hey im sexy now wanna get down
  • horton: hush im picking flowers
  • -
  • mayzie: always use a condom kids. horton, watch my egg for me
  • horton: why the fuck would i do that
  • mayzie: pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeease
  • horton: ok ok fine but be back in like an hour
  • mayzie: LMFAO BY BITCH!!!!!!!!!!!!! SEE YOU IN HELL!!
  • -
  • horton: well its winter now and jojo and the Whos are probably dead but i refuse to move my ass off this egg ok it is my My Child now andOH FUCK HUNTERS
  • Cat: by the way did i mention that i'm also a trickster god?
  • -
  • gertrude: oh no im too sexy to fly... sorry horton.. ur ass about to get carted off to the circus :(
  • horton: god this sucks
  • -
  • mayzie: oh hey theres a circus in town and OH SHIT ITS THE GUY I DUMPED THAT KID ON uh hey man im so happy for u... such a big success... performing in a circus!! lucky u!! anyway i gotta go right now immediately so enjoy that egg!
  • horton: Where Is Paradise
  • -
  • jojo: fuck this war im going home to think what i wanna think
  • general schmitz: kid you're walking on a minefield... literally one wrong step and your dea-- ok too late..
  • -
  • cat: oh yes HOW VERY SAD boohoohoohahahaha dont worry jojo isnt actually dead he's just trapped in a nightmare realm filled with Unspeakable Horrors
  • jojo: fuck you cat!!! you've legit been behind everything bad that's happened! why didn't i call you the fuck out earlier!
  • cat: ok damn fine i'll turn on the lights geez...
  • -
  • gertrude: hi horton great to see you again hahaha so um i got all of my Sexiness™ ripped out of my ass one by one so that i could find you (and a whole lot of other shit) but no big deal haha
  • gertrude: oh also i found your dumb clover
  • cat: oh you thought this was gonna be a happy ending right here? you thought wrong
  • sour kangaroo: BITCH WE PUTTING YOU ON TRIAL
  • judje yertle: well horton's definitely crazy and were gonna boil that clover with the dust speck on it in hot oil for literally no other reason but to prove a point
  • horton: so uh guys if you dont wanna die you should probably start screaming
  • mr and mrs mayor: well the combined forces of our entire planet had no effect so we're just gonna put all the pressure on you, jojo, our small son, who only a few moments ago we thought was dead.
  • jojo: *gibberish*
  • sour kangaroo: well i heard that shit!
  • everyone: hooray!
  • egg: henlo fatgher i am Elyphant Birb
  • horton: wtf
  • gertrude: eh, we'll make it work
  • -
  • -
  • THE END
Upset RP Starters
  • "Don't even touch me."
  • "I can't believe you!"
  • "If you don't shut up, I swear I'm going to punch you."
  • "Argh! Could you be any more annoying!?"
  • "What's my problem? What's YOUR problem?"
  • "Why would you do that!?"
  • "That was humiliating! How could you do that to me?"
  • "GET. OUT."
  • "No! I'm not talking to you!"
  • "That was not helping! You KNEW that was not helping!"
  • "Seriously, leave me alone!"
  • "Did I say you could touch that? NO. But you just had to touch it anyway!"
  • "Oh, that is so like you!"
  • "TRAITOR!"
  • "You know what you are? You're a monster!"
  • "I can't believe I ever trusted you!"
  • "Why? Just, why?"

I swear, everyone on the science community on Tumblr is cooler and older than me

What went down in The Pharaoh
  • INTRO SEQUENCE
  • Ladybug: *is swinging*
  • Alya: and we're live on the Ladyblog, we can see that Ladybug is swinging
  • Ladybug: oh god she's doing this s**t again
  • Ladybug: *throws textbook at Alya*
  • Alya: HOLY S**T WHY IS SHE THROWING A TEXTBOOK AT ME?!
  • Ladybug: that's what you get, Alya!
  • Marinette: well that was fun!
  • Tikki: this is not a good use of your powers
  • Marinette: say, do you wanna tell me about some history
  • Tikki: sure! I'm more than 5000 years old, and once I helped stop a pharaoh from resurrecting his dead wife
  • Marinette: cool! and you're just telling me that outright rather than forcing me to drag Alya to the Louvre in a series of cryptic riddles?
  • Tikki: why would I do that? it sounds unnecessary
  • Marinette: true. anyway, all this talk of history made me want to go to the Louvre, so imma meet Alya there
  • Marinette and Alya: *meet at the Louvre*
  • Alya: so anyway, Ladybug threw this textbook at me, and imma figure out why
  • Marinette: maybe because you're always filming her?
  • Alya: why would she have a problem with that?
  • Marinette: idk
  • Jalil: hey dad so what if I make a bunch of zombie mummies and then resurrect this pharaoh's dead wife?
  • Mr. Kubdel: *smacks Jalil upside the head with a priceless artifact*
  • Jalil: well this sucks
  • Hawkmoth: here, I'll help you make it happen
  • Jalil: do you mean my proposed method actually works for resurrecting people, thereby suggesting that Egyptian gods exist, or do you mean you'll make a butterfly that has the same effect
  • Hawkmoth: idk, lemme check
  • Hawkmoth: miraculousladybug.wikia.com/wiki/Egyptian_papyrus
  • Hawkmoth: looks like that's just a thing that works, with or without an akuma
  • Jalil: if you can just resurrect people like that, why do you need Ladybug's and Chat Noir's Miraculouses?
  • Hawkmoth: ok time for you to transform now
  • Marinette: me too!
  • Pharaoh: I call upon the power of Sekhmet to make Ladybug get rekt
  • Chat Noir: *is there somehow*
  • Pharaoh: kk cool, I'm taking Alya
  • Ladybug: *throws textbook at Alya*
  • Alya: not helping!
  • People: *are milling about outside pyramid*
  • Pharaoh: hey guys you wanna be mummies
  • People: no
  • Pharaoh: I call upon the power of Anubis to pretend they said yes
  • Ladybug: Chat Noir, whatever you do, don't antagonize the mummies
  • Chat Noir: hey mummies, let's be antagonized
  • Pharaoh: you'll never guess the final stage of my plan, Ladybug
  • Ladybug: it's gonna be a sky beam
  • Ladybug: that's gonna shoot up from the top of the pyramid
  • Ladybug: and it's gonna go into a weird portal hole
  • Pharaoh: you've encountered this sort of thing before?
  • Ladybug: only in every blockbuster this decade
  • Pharaoh: *takes Alya to the top of the sky beam*
  • Chat Noir: and somehow, Ladybug did not anticipate that
  • Ladybug: lucky charm!
  • *costume happens*
  • Ladybug: ok Chat Noir, put on this costume and then he'll think you're me
  • Chat Noir: hey Pharaoh, I'm Ladybug, here's my Miraculous
  • Ladybug: aaaaaaaand GOTCHA!
  • Chat Noir: I am a master of disguise
  • Ladybug: *frees akuma*
  • Alya: well I guess we're done h—
  • Ladybug: *throws textbook at Alya*
  • ROLL CREDITS

anonymous asked:

1/2 - I started taking J2 as the real deal when Jensen announced to move to Austin. I remember I was like 'r u fucking kidding me' when I heard the news (I thought it was a rumor at first, how naive of me). Jensen, you already spent 24/7 hanging out with Jared on set and now you're telling me you guys are going to be neighbors that lives like, a miles away? It just screams official to me. Anyway, I'm curious do you know what had happened before the announcement, or after? I'm not looking for

2/2 - anything specific. However, I consider moving to another state to be a big decision, so I guess I’m interested if you’ve suspect something unusual that year? Thank you! All your observations are pure GOLD to me! Have a lovely week :)            


Hello, dear anon!

Thank you for the lovely words directed at my humble little blog. I agree that the move to Austin was definitely a huge, HUGE deal! It’s probably the biggest reason I’m a tinhat. I mean, one would think it would be enough to spend most of the year with one’s bestie. From the “bromance” point of view, I really can’t make sense of it.

I fear I’m going to have to disappoint you, sweet anon - I’m fairly new to the fandom and wasn’t following any actor gossip at the time all of this happened. Back then, I was only watching Supernatural without a clue of what goes on behind the scenes. I was a casual fan, one would day. Here’s a little something I put together a while back. Unfortunately it looks like the interview video is gone now, though!

As for the gossip and general atmosphere surrounding the official move, I can try to summon a friend who knows quite a bit of J2 history. Let’s try this!

*prepares an elaborate summoning ritual* *dances, bangs drums* *chants and sings* *dances some more* *exclaims* @jdumblr! Can I kindly request that you’d take part in this? I’m asking really nicely and there may or may not be pastries prepared for you. :)

And as for you, sweet anon, I hope you have a glorious week! I hope my dance moves and singing wasn’t a bit too much for you.

Originally posted by deeceetrash

What went down in Dislocoeur
  • INTRO SEQUENCE
  • Ms. Bustier: in many fairy tales the prince breaks the spell by kissing the princess, can anyone tell me why?
  • Rose: BECAUSE DO THE SMOOCHY THING
  • Ms. Bustier: that's not really an answer
  • Max: technically this only applies to 87% of fairy tales
  • Ms. Bustier: there's no way that number is correct
  • Ms. Bustier: maybe like 7% or 8% at most
  • Rose: DO THE SMOOCHY THING
  • Ms. Bustier: yes Rose we got that
  • Rose: DO THE SMOOCHY THING DO THE SMOOCHY THING DO THE SMOOCHY THING
  • Ms. Bustier: who are you even talking to
  • Ms. Bustier: are you saying that in the imperative
  • Rose: pls do the smoochy thing :( #ladynoir
  • Adrien: well I just wrote this poem time to toss it in the garbage with the rest of the fandom
  • Marinette: hmm I wonder what that hot guy threw in the trash
  • Marinette: ooh it's a poem!
  • Marinette: "roses are red, violets are violet, poetry is f**king hard, do the smoochy thing pls"
  • Chloé: hmm why is Marinette looking through the garbage
  • Sabrina: did you know there's an entire fandom in there?
  • Chloé: wow she must be really desperate
  • Max: kk Kim it's time for you to run along this route and meet your crush on a bridge
  • Kim: why is her route so convoluted
  • Max: idk but if you meet her on that particular bridge and give her this particular jewel you've got a 87% chance of success
  • Kim: there's no way that number is correct
  • Kim: maybe like 7% or 8% at most
  • Marinette: I say go for it!
  • Kim: kk, running now
  • Alya: NO WAIT COME BACK
  • Alya: NEVER TAKE ROMANTIC ADVICE FROM MARINETTE
  • Marinette: now imma write a poem to Adrien
  • Chloé: and imma break the hearts of a buncha tweens
  • Chloé: hey tweens! you see how fabulous I am? well I'm never gonna date you
  • Chloé: do you see what you're missing out on
  • Chloé: well that was fun anyway I hope one of you gets akumatized now
  • Chloé: F**K ALL Y'ALL TO THE END OF THE WORLD AND BACK
  • Chloé: b**ch I'm out
  • Kim: *goes to bridge*
  • Kim: this is the Pont des Arts, right?
  • Kim: so where did all the locks go
  • Kim: it's just panes of plexiglass
  • Kim: this is way less romantic now
  • Chloé: hey Kim
  • Kim: hey Chloé lemme smash
  • Chloé: are you for real
  • Kim: I got you blue AND yellow
  • Chloé: you're as pathetic as that meme
  • Kim: she doesn't want blue and yellow
  • Chloé: look I've got a buncha tweens clamoring after me now
  • Chloé: so you're like fourth in line at best
  • Chloé: BYE
  • Kim: what has my life come to
  • Hawkmoth: wow this is even more sad than usual
  • Hawkmoth: like, I actually feel really sorry for you
  • Hawkmoth: so here have an incredibly cool transformation
  • Dislocoeur: now we're talkin
  • Dislocoeur: I've got a bow and arrows!
  • Dislocoeur: pew pew pew!
  • Marinette: and now it's POETRY TIME
  • Alya: whaddaya got
  • Marinette: "roses are nerds, poems are easy, lemme smash pls bc I think you're hot"
  • Alya: wot
  • Marinette: wow romance really isn't all that great when you're honest about it
  • Alya: wow and here I didn't think you'd ever have enough experience with romance to figure that out
  • Marinette: ooh sweet burn
  • Marinette: btw that flying guy just shot you with an arrow
  • Alya: yeah that's where the sweet burn came from
  • Alya: and now I'm suddenly tempted to go confront Nino in a rap battle
  • Marinette: YES DO IT
  • Marinette: ok Tikki let's kick that flying guy's butt
  • Dislocoeur: hey it's Ladybug!
  • Marinette: no not yet
  • Dislocoeur: oops sorry
  • Marinette: Tikki, spots on!
  • Dislocoeur: there we go!
  • Ladybug: welp running away now
  • Dislocoeur: pew pew pew!
  • Chat Noir: hey Ladybug I've got a confession to make
  • Ladybug: look I already know you love me ok?
  • Ladybug: please don't endanger us by confessing what's already incredibly obvious when there's a supervillain trying to shoot us
  • Dislocoeur: *shoots Chat Noir*
  • Ladybug: that one's on him
  • Dislocoeur: yeah kinda
  • Chat Noir: now imma kill you
  • Ladybug: why
  • Chat Noir: because hate always wins
  • Ladybug: citation needed
  • Chat Noir: citation: the US election
  • Ladybug: ok fair point
  • Chat Noir: you just accepted anecdotal evidence as proof of a general claim
  • Ladybug: oops you're right
  • Chat Noir: now prepare to die
  • Dislocoeur: *tracks down Chloé*
  • Chloé: wow and here I thought you couldn't get any more ridiculous
  • Dislocoeur: imma shoot you now
  • Chloé: and give me the ability to make even sweeter burns than usual?
  • Dislocoeur: wait nvm that's a terrible idea
  • Chloé: wow even as a villain you can't succeed in anything
  • Dislocoeur: hey Hawkmoth can you Tier 2 akumatize me?
  • Hawkmoth: sorry buddy you're on your own
  • Ladybug: I gotta figure out how to dehateify Chat Noir!
  • Brain ghost Ms. Bustier: the prince breaks the spell by kissing the princess
  • Brain ghost Rose: DO THE SMOOCHY THING
  • Ladybug: disclaimer—the following kiss is intended solely as a means of counteracting Dislocoeur's akuma-granted ability, and should not be interpreted in any romantic or otherwise non-platonic context
  • Ladybug and Chat Noir: *do the smoochy thing*
  • Rose: YES THIS IS PERFECT
  • Chat Noir: I don't remember any of that
  • Ladybug: good now end that f**ker
  • Chat Noir: *ends that f**ker*
  • Ladybug: well I guess we're done here
  • ROLL CREDITS
  • ASTRO ON CAMERA:
  • Jinjin: *talking*
  • MJ: your jokes arent funny
  • Sanha: you're lame hyung sorry
  • Moonbin: eunwoo should talk instead he's our spokesperson
  • Rocky: *nodding quietly*
  • Jinjin: but i'm the lea-
  • Eunwoo: ANYWAY our song is about...
  • Jinjin: *pouting*
  • ASTRO OFF CAMERA:
  • MJ: Hey where's jinjin?
  • Moonbin: *walking trough the rooms, trying to find jinjin*
  • Eunwoo: did he go out?
  • MJ: what do you mean he went out he couldn't have 'gone out'
  • Sanha: *in panic* okay but when is he coming back i can't find my socks
  • Rocky: great now i can't go to practice
  • Sanha: what if he doesn't come back
  • Moonbin: *walks in* so what now we literally have a schedule in half an hour
  • Eunwoo: do we? i thought we're free from 3pm today
  • MJ: i think we have that radio thing
  • Eunwoo and Moonbin: what radio thing
  • Sanha: *walks in with mismatched socks* do you think anyone will notice
  • MJ: sanha, green and red aren't even in the same color scheme
  • Sanha: yes but will anyone notice
  • Moonbin: you're literally wearing shorts sanha
  • Sanha: but i can't find my other sock
  • MJ: well search harder
  • Sanha: *goes to his room*
  • Rocky: okay but what's next when's lunch?
  • Moonbin: right i'm starving *heads to the kitchen*
  • Eunwoo: jinwoo knows about that
  • Rocky: WELL HES NOT HERE WHAT DO WE DO WILL WE STARVE TO DEATH
  • Moonbin: *comes back with a packet of instant noodles* can instant noodles expire because this smells weird
  • Sanha: *comes back* so my other sock is under the bed i need someone small to crawl under there
  • Eunwoo: minhyuk could do that
  • Rocky and Moonbin: *too busy panicking and discussing about how they will probably starve to death*
  • Eunwoo: well maybe not him..
  • Eunwoo: *looks at MJ*
  • MJ: oh no way in hell
  • Eunwoo: *sighs* this is a nightmare
  • Sanha: *starts screaming about how he could get away with different socks*
  • *chaos in the dorm*
  • Jinjin: *walks trough the front door with bags of chicken*
  • Jinjin: i'm back
  • *sounds of elephants running towards the entrance
  • Rocky: OH DEAR GOD WE ARE ALL SAVED
  • MJ: jinwoo, did you see my glasses?
  • Rocky: jinwoo, can i go out to practice? or should i eat first? what are we having?
  • Moonbin: jinwoo, when are we eating?
  • Eunwoo: jinwoo, what is our schedule? don't we need to be somewhere
  • Sanha: hyung, could you crawl under the bed to get the other red sock of mine?
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ok, everything the last panel looks wonky BUT 

@hasu-bruna requested marichat and then i saw this and this so i just got inspired 

oh yeah, bonus: 

requests are still open btw :’D I’m slow but i plan on doing most of them, if not all

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So anyway in case there still are bakushima fans that aren’t reading acceptance and denial by @kisecchinosedai do a thing and go read it I’m in love with that fic

oya-art4  asked:

Hello, I've told you before, but I have to tell you again: You're Voltron Family AU is amazing! One of my friends want's to ask you a question but they're too nervous to ask because they think you are so awesome(as do I)! so I hope you don't mind but I'm going to ask in their stead. Anyway, this was their question: What if Pidge came home with a platonic (male or female) friend but the whole family assumed that it was like when Hunk and Lance brought over Shay and Rax?

Thank you! And oh my gosh! Tell them no need to be nervous and just send away the Voltron Fam prompt XD

[The Voltron Family] To say Shiro was nervous was probably the understatement of the century because Shiro was fricking nervous his hands were sweating nonstop and he could hardly tie his fricking tie properly. 

The cause of Shiro’s anxiety was that his baby girl said she was bringing someone home to their monthly formal dinner and that could only mean one thing: Pidge’s special someone. And if Shiro was just being honest, he’d rather be Pidge’s special someone forever—she said so when she was 5 “Daddy Shiro will always be The One for me” and Shiro might have cried at that and now he was crying for a different reason. There was no way someone was going to take her baby girl away from him.

Keith: You’re practically producing your own private pool.
Shiro: *blinks repeatedly and stares at Keith* *gapes*
Keith: *rolls his eyes* Let me do that for you. *does Shiro’s tie*
Shiro: Keith… *looks awfully miserable*
Keith: Relax, will you? *gives him a peck on the lips* It’s not going to be the end of the world.
Shiro: It’s the end of my world though.
Keith: Stop being so dramatic.*snorts*  Sometimes I feel like you should’ve gone to Broadway instead of going to med school.
Shiro: Haha. Very funny. *makes a face*
Keith: Why, thank you. *smiles* I’ve been told I’m very funny a couple of times. So it’s no surprise really. *shrugs*
Shiro: Keith… *frowns*
Keith: *cups Shiro’s face* She’s no longer a baby girl, Shiro.
Shiro: She’s still my baby girl. *pouts*
Keith: *smiles in amusement* *kisses Shiro’s pout away* If you behave, I’ll give you a prize.
Shiro: *eyes widens* *blushes* Keith— *gasp*
Keith: I’ll bake you whatever you want. *chuckles*
Shiro: *deflates* Oh.
Keith: *squints suspiciously* What were you even thinking, you pervert?!
Shiro: *shock* I.. I was thinking you’d treat me to a… a m-movie!
Keith: *rolls eyes* Nice save, champ.

The doorbell rang and it was Keith who opened it. In front of him was a girl in a black cocktail dress. 

Girl: *eyes widens* *flushes* Oh my gosh. *containing herself* *clenches her hands in excitement* Y-you’re Pidge’s Daddy!
Keith: Y-yes, I am. Well, one of her daddies anyway.
Girl: *beams* You’re very very very handsome tonight, Mister Shirogane.
Keith: You look lovely and beautiful tonight…
Girl: Alice! 
Keith: *smiles* Alice. Why don’t you come inside?
Alice: Thank you! *enters* *looks at Keith* I’m actually excited for tonight. It’s the first time I’ve heard of formal dinners at home. Usually they’re done outside  in such fancy restaurants but looking at your house now, I can understand why you’d rather have it here. So when Pidge told me her family was having one soon—*gets distracted by a family portrait* Oh my gosh. *coos* Is this them when they were kiddies?
Keith: *chuckles* Yeah. They were such cuties, weren’t they?
Alice: *looks closely* *giggles* I am so blackmailing Pidge with this. Look at her! How precious is that?!
Keith: *smiles at Alice* *loves her energy* You’ll definitely get along with my husband. *chuckles* Which reminds me, I should introduce you to him. C’mon, he’s in the kitchen.
Alice: *takes Keith’s arm and let’s him lead her* Lead the way, Sir. *smiles*

Keith was shocked by the gesture of the younger girl but somehow found it endearing how comfy Alice was with him since usually people tend to have a hard time warming up to him. They enter the kitchen and Shiro was there trying to make everything look perfect.

Shiro: *spots them* Oh, hello. *eyes widens*
Alice: *beams* Hello! *looks at Shiro then back at Keith* You, sir, have such great taste in men. 
Keith: *chuckles* Oh gods. *shakes head in amusement*
Pidge: Alice? *enters* You’re already here?
Alice: *turns around and sees Pidge* Pidge! Look at you looking so cute in that tux! *hugs her tight*
Pidge: *giggles* Thanks, man. I should show you my room! 
Alice: Yes! Let’s go! *turns back to Shiro and Keith* It was so nice to meet you, Pidge’s Daddies! 
Pidge: *grabs Alice’s hand* If you’ll excuse us, I’ll have to show her my new project. Just call us when dinner’s ready, yeah? See yah! *waves and drags Alice away with her*

Once the two girls were gone…

Shiro: A girl. Pidge’s special someone is a girl. *shock* Oh my god.
Keith: *rolls eyes* She’s a lovely girl though.
Shiro: I lost to a girl. *looks at Keith* I lost Pidge’s affection to a girl, Keith.
Keith: You’ll get over it. *chuckles*

During dinner, something rings…

Alice: Sorry! *looks at her phone from her purse* It’s my boyfriend. *looks apologetic* I’m sorry if you’ll excuse me I have to answer this. He’s calling internationally and they’re rather pricey and if I don’t—-
Pidge: Just go, dude. *shakes her head in amusement* The sushi won’t go anywhere. If it makes you feel better, I’ll make sure Hunk doesn’t eat everything and save some for you.
Alice: You’re such a gem, Pidge. This is why you’re my best friend. *laughs* Alright. BRB. *waves at the family in the table* *leaves*
Shiro: *gapes* Best friend?
Pidge: *looks up* Yeah. Alice is my best friend. She’s really nerdy despite being such an extrovert and energetic. *looks at Shiro suspiciously* Why?
Lance: *giggles* Daddy Shiro might’ve thought Alice was your girlfriend!
Hunk: Oh my god. *laughs along* 
Pidge: Oh my god. Daddy Shiro! What the hell?
Shiro: What? You didn’t tell me you were bringing your friend!
Pidge: I did though! I said I’ll bring my friend. She’s really interested in our formal dinners. She likes playing dress up and would like to see me wearing something formal to take pictures of. Which she really did. *rolls eyes*
Shiro: How was I supposed to know about that? *defensive*
Pidge: I didn’t know we’re not allowed to bring friends. *pouts grumpily*
Shiro: No, sweetheart. Of course you are. *smiles apologetically*
Hunk: I think this is partially my fault because I brought Shay to meet the family. *looks at Shiro* I’m so so sorry, Dad.
Keith: *smiles* Then the Rax thing happened with Lance. I guess you can’t really say you blame your Daddy Shiro on this one, Pidge. 

When Alice came back and she saw the family laughing…

Alice: *smiles* What did I miss? I leave for a few minutes and you’re all having fun without me. *pouts* 
Shiro: *smiles at her genuinely* Why don’t you sit down Alice and I’ll go get Pidge’s baby pictures.
Alice: *eagerly sits back* oh my god. This is gonna be good. I have my camera ready for baby pigeon. *beams at Pidge* 
Pidge: *groans* *looks at Shiro* Daddy Shiro nooooooo…..

anonymous asked:

imagine coming from a party and you're just so drunk that you end up throwing up and he takes care of you and is by your side all through the night

someones gotta hold your hair when you’re regretting everything you’d done and throwing up right? So that’s what he does once you walk (stumble) through the front door. 

He was supposed to come out too but got held up somewhere and wanted you to go anyway. He regrets that now, you do too because he’s usually the one to tell you when you’re getting close to that place…to the point of this happening….He knew it was one of those nights the second he’d picked you up or the moment you came home. After he’s chuckled some at the things you’re saying and doing he starts getting you ready for bed because that’s the only thing that’s gonna fix this. 

‘M’never, never doing that again.’ You lay down on the bathroom floor. 

‘Your birthday is in a month.’ He chuckles. 

After that then. After that m’done.’ You close your eyes, turning over to your side. 

‘No, you’re not falling asleep here.’ He shakes his head. ‘The bed is just a few steps that way.’ And you just groan, that seems much too far away. He bends down to you, gets on one knee, ‘c’mon wrap your arms around my neck.’ And you somehow manage that with your arms that feel so heavy. ‘Are you holding tight? Don’t need you falling again.’ He lifts you up from the not comfortable and cold bathroom floor. 

And once he’s managed to get you there he’s not gonna let you fall asleep in those shoes, that outfit in general. So he pulls his shirt off and manages to get it on you once you’re freed from your outfit. He manages to get your restless arms through the armholes with your eyes barely open. 

He’s got to get your makeup off too. Because he’s heard far too many times how mad you get at yourself for not taking off your makeup. He goes back to the bathroom, to your side of the sink looking for your makeup removing wipes. 

‘What are you doing?’ You whine feeling the cold on your skin. 

‘Making sure you don’t hate yourself tomorrow.’ He chuckles. He’s managed most of he thinks as you fidget under him. The stubborn eye make up too. He heads back into the bathroom to get your toothbrush and a cup you will have to spit into because he knows he won’t be able to bring to the sink. 

‘Stop making me do things.’ You groan with your toothbrush in your mouth. Barely, haphazardly getting the job done. 

‘Don’t talk, don’t need you choking either.’ He props you up a bit. 

‘M’a sight aren’t I?’ You grin after spitting into the cup and laying back down.

‘A proper sight.’ He agrees reaching over for the water bottle he brought from downstairs the second you had walked in the way you did.  

‘Gonna make you do one more thing.’ He says bringing the uncapped water bottle to your lips and you’re shaking your head and waving it off, ‘M’not asking you.’ He shrugs. ‘Just this and you’re done.’ 

stardust-blake  asked:

Happy new year, again, Rosie!! I'd like a drabble. I feel like we don't get enough flustered Clarke on the show so can you write a drabble with flustered Clarke + Bellamy's freckles. It could be canon or modern AU. Thanks for doing this, and you're amazing! <3

Three weeks later, and I finally got there. Sorry for sucking. Anyway, this fic is very ridiculous, deviates slightly from the prompt, and is a lot longer than originally anticipated, but I hope you enjoy it anyway, Hana :)

In retrospect, Clarke probably should’ve realised what was going on.

She’s in her third year of med school, after all, and usually has at least a basic level of common sense in her.

As it is, apparently Bellamy Blake makes her a bit of an idiot. And Bellamy Blake half naked? Well, Clarke’s not sure anyone can truly blame her for her brain short-circuiting and subsequently shutting down at the sight.

“You’re staring,” Raven comments easily, as he pulls off his top, leaving him in nothing but his swimming shorts.

And okay, Clarke at least has enough brain power to recognise that yes, she is staring, and it’d probably be a good idea to, you know — stop. But honestly, she’s not entirely sure how everyone on this goddamn beach isn’t watching him. Because Bellamy taking his top off definitely happened in slow-motion. With his skin glistening and his muscles rippling and his hair remaining perfectly dishevelled. That can’t have just been Clarke. She didn’t just imagine that.

But a quick glance to her friends, all still focused on their own tasks, tells her she did just imagine it. Which is a level above how her brain traditionally deals with her stupid feelings. Usually, she just fantasises about kissing him, or confessing her love, or worst of all, simply snuggling into his side and falling asleep. But this is some weird movie set shit her brain is delving into.

Which is probably the first sign that Clarke ignores.

“Shut up,” she mutters to Raven, spinning on her feet so she’s no longer facing Bellamy. He has a lot of nerve, being as beautiful as he is.

“I’m just saying,” Raven muses, ignoring Clarke’s response as she pulls out her towel and lays it down on the sand. “It’s likely that you’ll die today. Like, you barely keep it together as it is, and now you have to spend all day with him half naked. So, you know, just let me know how nice you want your casket to be.”

“If you think I want to be anything but cremated, you don’t know me very well.”

Raven snorts as Clarke helps lower her down onto her towel. “As someone who works in the medical field, your genuine belief that people can accidentally be buried alive is a weird one.”

“It could happen,” Clarke says, kicking Raven lightly in the shoulder when she just cackles.

“What could happen?” She hears from behind her, and when Clarke turns around there’s Bellamy, smile wide and eyes dazzling and freckles standing out so clearly against his warm golden skin. It’s a lot to take in all at once.

“Clarke could die of dehydration from being so thirsty,” Raven supplies unhelpfully, cocking an amused eyebrow when Clarke shoots her a dirty look.

“What?” Bellamy asks, frowning in confusion.

“Ignore her,” Clarke says, thankful that internet lingo isn’t really a strong point of his. “She’s being an asshole.”

“No surprise there.”

“You love me, Blake.”

“Yeah, yeah,” Bellamy mutters with a small quirk of his lips. And then he looks back at Clarke, smile widening into a bright grin, and her brain kind of short-circuits again. “Want me to do your back?”

And, yeah, that certainly doesn’t help. Clarke blinks once, unable to get anything out but, “What?”

“Your back,” he repeats slowly, amused. When she just stares at him, probably resembling a deer in headlights, he continues, cocking an eyebrow. “You burn pretty quickly, princess. You really should put on sunscreen.”

“Oh right,” Clarke breathes out, shaking her head. She feels very warm suddenly, and it’s messing with her head. When Bellamy just keeps watching her with that amused expression of his, she realises she hasn’t actually answered him, and quickly amends. “Yeah, um. Thanks. That’d be, um — good,” she finishes lamely.

Bellamy chuckles, sending her a funny look as she grabs her bottle of sunscreen and passes it to him. And then she’s tugging off her top and turning around, and Bellamy’s hands are on her, and it’s like the universe is trying to punish her for some past life atrocity. Because his hands are large and rough and perfect, rubbing deep into her skin, and it’s hard not to imagine this exact same feeling in a very different context.

She feels a flush rise quickly on her chest at the thought, can’t help but sway back into Bellamy’s touch a little, but thankfully he doesn’t seem to notice, continuing with his task easily.

“Okay,” he announces a good minute later, running his hands down her back one last time. “I’m done. Do me?”

“What?” She asks, dazed, and when her brain catches up, “Oh, uh — yeah, of course,” she stutters out, feeling like a fourteen year old with her first crush again.

Of course, having her hands on Bellamy doesn’t help much, not with the way she feels the warmth of his skin and the tautness of his muscles, or the fact that she zones in on the freckles running down his back, all the way to the bottom of his scapulae before they pepper out.

It’s like the sun kissed each individual one onto his skin just to torture Clarke. She fucking loves his freckles.

And yes, she sees his freckles all the time, but for some reason they’re particularly mesmerising today, tugging on Clarke’s mind until it unravels a little. She feels herself rock backwards without really meaning to, stumbling in her stance, and has to brace herself using Bellamy’s shoulders.

Which is definitely the second sign, and once again, one she ignores.

It doesn’t get any better after that.

The water is lovely, of course, and the weather just as much, with the sun high and bright in the sky. And Clarke loves hanging out with her friends, enjoys swimming around with them and attempting to body surf, even finds herself joining in on the seaweed fight that breaks out when Miller cops some in the face curtesy of Jasper.

But she doesn’t feel completely right, skin hot and tight and mind muddled enough that she misses when people try to talk to her a few times. Her eyes keep getting caught on Bellamy’s form, from the curls stuck to his forehead to the golden brown of his chest, and when it gets bad enough that she feels slightly faint, she decides it’s time to get back onto solid ground.

“You okay?” Raven asks, when she joins her back on the beach, flopping down heavily on her towel. She still feels all hot and flustered, and apparently looks it too, if Raven’s concerned tone is anything to go by. “You don’t look good, babe. You need some water?”

And yeah, it’s kind of embarrassing that even that sign, spelt out right there in front of her, practically flashing to get her attention, isn’t enough for Clarke to realise something’s up.

Something other than the ridiculous explanation she’s come up with for feeling so out of it.

“I’m fine,” she mutters, beginning to fan her face with her hands. She just feels so dazed, and it’s absolutely absurd that seeing Bellamy like he is today is affecting her so much. It’s honestly normally not this bad. “I just — I don’t understand how he looks this good,” she explains, knowing Raven will catch on to her complaints quickly. “It’s like… it’s like he’s specifically trying to torture me.”

Raven laughs, sending Clarke a sly grin. “He’s probably just trying to look irresistible enough that you finally make a move.”

Clarke groans, letting her head drop back even as she shakes it in denial. “You’re delusional,” she sighs, eyes falling shut. They feel heavy, probably because they’ve had to look at something so beautiful for over an hour, which is totally a logical explanation.

“Yeah, I’m the delusional one,” Raven mutters lowly, and Clarke throws an arm out in an attempt to hit her, only to feel sand beneath her skin instead. “Okay, seriously, you’re acting even weirder than usual,” Raven says, voice etching on concerned. “Are you sure you’re okay?”

“I’m fine,” Clarke responds, stressing her point by waving her arms out wildly. She can practically feel Raven’s disbelief in the silence that follows, and sighs loudly. “Okay,” she eventually continues, words slurring slightly. “This is what it is. He’s a beautiful, freckled man, and my body can no longer handle it, probably because it knows my love is unrequited and I’m going to die alone, and therefore wants to punish me.”

“Uh huh,” Raven responds after a very long beat, voice slightly strangled. Then, “Babe?”

“Hm?”

“You, um, might want to look up.”

“Why?” Clarke huffs, opening her eyes to throw Raven a glare for making her do something that requires effort, only to find Bellamy standing right in front of her, eyes wide and mouth parted as he watches her closely. She blinks, feels her face heat up even as her brain sort of decides to shut down. “Oh.”

“I just came to check up on you,” he says, voice inscrutable. His brows pull together and he runs a hand through his hair, and Clarke watches in mute horror as any possible explanation for her words escapes her. “Who were you…”

“What?” she asks, shaking her head quickly as though it could rid her of his question. “No one,” she says, and without much thought at all stumbles up to her feet, just needing to get away.

She makes it one step before the world goes fuzzy around the edges, and all at once a wave of nausea floods her.

“Woah, woah. Clarke,” she hears in Bellamy’s voice, as a pair of strong hands quickly circle her around the arms, keeping her upright even as she feels her whole body waver, losing every ounce of energy.

“Bell,” she breathes out, blinking up slowly to look at him, catching his worried expression and his big, brown eyes.

She sees him say something, his mouth moving as though he’s calling out her name, but his words are lost to the sound of blood rushing past her ears, and the next thing she knows, the galaxy across his face fades until it’s nothing but the dark night sky, and she’s out.

*

Clarke’s fainted once before in her life. It was when she was nine years old, and trying to beat her personal record of thirteen cartwheels in a row.

When she woke up it was to Wells’ worrying, and the first thing she asked him was if she beat her record. She had, getting a fourteenth cartwheel before she apparently stood up, stumbled, and fell back down again, and it was an exciting enough revelation that Clarke viewed the whole experience in a positive light.

This time, the first thing she says when she’s awake and semi-coherent is: “Your freckles.”

It comes out slurred and somehow accusatory, and Bellamy’s brow furrows in confusion as he watches her closely. Her head is in his lap, and his hands are gently stroking her face, and Clarke has enough brain activity to recognise that it feels really, really nice.

And also, that she accidentally confessed her love to Bellamy.

“Okay,” Bellamy says, sweeping her hair from her forehead. “I caught you before you fell, so there’s no way you have a concussion. Want to try that again?”

Clarke shakes her head, struggles to sit up and lets Bellamy help her when she can’t on her own. Her mind is still sluggish, and so she doesn’t stop herself from continuing to talk. Just, you know, to knock in that final nail that is her coffin. Or however it is you prepare an urn.

“Your freckles,” she says, frowning when Bellamy’s lips pull up into a smile. “They — they made me confused. And flustered. And I couldn’t — I couldn’t think.”

“Okay, I’m only a history teacher and I definitely know that that’s not how things work.” His smile widens when Clarke frowns, and he passes her a bottle of water. She takes it and downs it greedily, not having realised how thirsty she was until the first drop of water hit her lips. She feels worlds better for it, her head clearing of its cloudiness and her body feeling a lot stronger. “When’s the last time you ate?”

“What?” Clarke asks, confused again.

“The last time you ate,” Bellamy repeats, reaching behind her to grab something. Clarke looks over her shoulder to find Raven, somehow both looking concerned and amused, handing Bellamy a banana and a bag of jelly lollies. “Or had any water, for that matter.

“I don’t know,” Clarke mutters, feeling herself flush all at once because oh my fucking god, she is such a fucking idiot. “Last night, I guess.”

Bellamy shakes his head, peeling the banana before handing it over.

“Eat,” he tells her, tone leaving absolutely no room to argue. Not that Clarke would, now that she recognises that her feeling faint was not the result of Bellamy Blake’s freckles like she originally thought, but instead a combination of low blood sugar, mild dehydration and heat exhaustion. You know, the more logical explanation. Seriously, she’s in med school. This is beyond embarrassing.

She does eat, finishing the banana quickly before taking a few of the jelly lollies, getting some sugar into her system.

“So, let me get this straight,” Bellamy says after a good minute of just watching her eat. Clarke feels herself blush furiously, and she’s honestly wondering how much of an overreaction it would be to move to the other side of the world tomorrow. But she confessed her love to Bellamy, fainted in his arms, and then told him it was because of his freckles, all in about a three minute time span. The mountains of New Zealand sound pretty damn good right now. “You skip breakfast,” Bellamy begins to list off, pulling Clarke from her spiralling thoughts, “forget to drink any water, go to the beach on a ninety five degree day, and when you feel flustered you think it’s because of me.”

He sounds amused, but something more too. Hopeful, maybe, and it sends a pang of warmth through Clarke’s chest. A good pang, not an I’m-going-to-faint-again pang.

“Have you seen you?” She asks, tentative, and when Bellamy ducks his head in a shy grin she feels herself smile. “It made a lot more sense in my mind.”

Bellamy’s laugh comes out surprised and delighted, and when he looks back up his eyes are shining bright and his smile is as happy as Clarke ever remembers seeing. Again, it’s a lot to take in, but the flutter beneath her skin is a distinctly good kind.

“So if I kiss you right now, because your love in not at all unrequited, is there any chance you’ll faint again?”

“No,” Clarke responds quickly, shaking her head. “I’m in med school; I know these things.”

He’s grinning even as he rolls his eyes. “Yeah, I don’t trust you at all,” he says, but Clarke’s already reaching out to pull him down, guiding his mouth to hers.

His lips are warm and soft, and she sighs against them, slanting her mouth against his to better the angle. She deepens the kiss quickly, lets her tongue trace the seam of his lips until it slides against his, and then Bellamy’s pulling her onto his lap and Clarke’s hands are tangling into his hair, and they’re kissing like they don’t want to be doing anything else in the entire world.

She only pulls away when she starts feeling faint again, but it’s the good kind of breathless this time. The one that comes with being thoroughly kissed.

Plus, Bellamy basically just told her he loved her too, and that thought is enough to send her mind spinning a little.

She probably should eat some more, before they continue making out.

“I kind of died seeing you in this bikini,” Bellamy tells her as he rests his forehead against hers.

Clarke laughs softly. “Yeah?”

“Yeah,” he says, hands tracing up her sides to reach the band of her bathers top. “But unlike some people, I recognise the importance of eating and staying hydrated, so you probably couldn’t tell.”

Clarke groans, dropping her head onto Bellamy’s shoulder as his body shakes with laughter. “You’re never gonna let me live this down, are you?”

“Yeah, absolutely not.”

“Can’t say I blame you,” she mutters, moving off of his lap to sit beside him instead. As much as she wishes she could, she can’t exactly keep making out with him on a public beach, in front of strangers. In front of their friends.

Remembering that little fact, Clarke turns around to find Raven staring back at her, thankfully alone, but looking altogether incredibly unimpressed.

“I can’t believe you literally had to faint into his arms to work out your shit,” she says, and Clarke shrugs even as Bellamy snorts out a laugh at the comment.

Tucking herself into his side and lacing their fingers together, it’s had to find a part of her that cares.

“Whatever works.” 

Who needs sleep anyway?
  • ISFJ: INTX were you snapchatting at 3am last night?
  • INTX: Uh, yeah I guess.
  • ISFJ: We've talked about this! You're always tired, you should go to bed sooner, not be up on your iPhone until 3am!
  • INTX: Oh I didn't go to bed after that snapchat.
  • ISFJ: INTX, what time did you go to bed?
  • INTX: Not sure, everyone was sending their streaks complaining about waking up early.
  • ISFJ: :0