#Literally anybody in their lives: you know that just because you met under an olive tree

[backpackingspace]

Okay no idea if tattoo's were a thing in ancient greece but regardless imagine penelope and odysseus having an olive branch tattoo around their hands that connects when they hold hands.

[purplesurveys]

1707

When was the last time you swam in a pool? 🏊‍♀️ Oh wow. When was the last time...? I’m generally not a fan of pools as I find the smell of chlorine too strong, but I think it was in 2021 when my co-workers and I went to Zambales for a quick vacation. Nobody was staying in the resort but us so we wanted to take advantage of the empty pool.

Would you rather have an indoor pool or outdoor pool? Outdoor, so I can be under the sun.

What was the last thing you said out loud? “You can eat the dumplings,” to my sister. I had bought them thinking I was craving dumplings, but I realized I wasn’t so I just gave the whole pack to her.

Do you think you could ever be an opera singer? Not at all. I can’t even be a ‘normal’ singer.

How often do you eat bread? 🥖 Idk...once a week? Maybe less on average? Bread isn’t all that common here; that’s what we have rice for.

When was the last time you looked in the mirror and thought you looked pale? Wednesday. I didn’t get enough sleep, hadn’t eaten in like...18 hours by that point, and it happened to be office day. I was pretty disoriented and I know it showed because I had like 5 people come up to me and ask if I even slept.

Have you ever wanted to be a nurse? 👩‍⚕️ Not once did it ever occur in my mind.

Would you ever want to be a nurse? Why or why not? No. The work just doesn’t suit my skillset so it’s not really something I ever considered.

Who or what do you worship? Nobody. 

What was the last thing someone made fun of you for? My sister laughed at me burping.

Do you own a mini sewing kit that you use for altering clothing? 🧵 Yes. Well it’s not mine, but yes we have one at home for emergency alterations.

Do you know a Ted? Barely. He’s someone a handful of my friends know, but that Ted and I don’t actually know one another.

Do you own a beret? 👩‍🎨 I do not.

When was the last time you wore a beret? I don’t even know if I’ve ever put one on.

What is one thing you have found to be a bore? The whole Barbie hype. I didn’t like dolls as a kid, so I’m finding all the memes and social media posts and childhood nostalgia super unrelatable rn.

Where do you keep your out-of-season clothes? Yeah that’s not a thing here. I wear the same clothes all year round; the seasons don’t drastically change.

If you had to pick your top three favorite colors, what would they be? Purple, pastel pink, olive green.

How many inches do you normally have to hem up your pants? 👖 I don’t.

What are three things you would buy if you were rich? 🤑 A new batch of clothes and shoes, a new Nintendo switch, the largest plot of land for stray dogs.

How many times in your life have you been stung by a bee or a wasp? 🐝 None.

Have you ever swam in one of the Great Lakes? No.

....and if so, how many of the Great Lakes have you swam in? I have not.

Do you believe in the devil? 👹 Nope.

What is one thing you wish were more easily accessible? Literally, places to live in. Filipinos are compensated too little for how much houses or condos or rent cost these days, making it impossible for anybody in my age range to move out unless your parents pay for your place or you have a widely successful multi-million business as a Gen Z.

Do you enjoy playing icebreaker games when you're in a group of people you just met? It depends on the situation I’m stuck in. I fucking hate icebreakers at work seminars/conferences; they’re always awkward, everyone is unwilling, and the games are almost always cringey, hahaha.

What is your favorite icebreaker game? Two truths, one lie is always a fun one.

What is one thing you find serene? Staring out into the sea. I can do it for hours.

Have you ever chopped something with an axe? 🪓 I’ve never even held an axe.

What is your favorite genre of music? K-pop.

What is one thing you like that tastes sour? Kimchi.

Do you think "Sour Patch Kids" sounds too much like "Cabbage Patch Kids"? No.

Did you ever own a Cabbage Patch doll when you were a kid? No I didn’t even know what those were until I got older and started taking these surveys.

Do you like the candy Sour Patch Kids? I’ve tried liking them but I just hate sour food so much to change my mind haha.

What was the last song you listened to on repeat? Seven by Jungkook and Latto (with 2-3 songs in between, because we wanna stream responsibly, heh).

What is one mistake you've made that you hope to never repeat? Taking a friend back in after they’ve already broken my trust/fucked up the first time. Apparently they will 100% do it again. That said I wish nothing but misery for Marielle the rest of her life.

What was the last thing you baked in the oven? The last thing I baked was a batch of chocolate chip cookies a decade ago.

Have you ever been to a track meet? 🏃‍♀️ Yes. I facilitated/managed the event itself; I was not one of the runners, lmao.

What do you call the bathroom? Do you say bathroom, restroom, washroom, lavatory, loo, toilet, latrine, or....? Washroom or restroom for the public facility. Bathroom if I’m at a private space, like a hotel room or a friend’s house.

When was the last time you made guacamole? 🥑 I have never made that.

Do you know of any schools that have the beaver for a mascot? No.

Have you ever stayed in a suite? Yes but it’s not something we *always* do; we’ve gotten a suite a total of only like three times I think (and ALWAYS as a free upgrade, because my mom is in the industry haha). Just seems like throwing so much money for a place you’ll be at for only one or two days. 

[j-hoseok94]

Book: House of Cards

Author:ReyRey

01•02•03•04•05

Five

The party was in an hour and my anxiety was creeping up on me. I decided to start getting ready thinking that if I distracted myself i would be able to get over my anxiety. I rummaged through my closet trying to find a decent dress that didn't make it look like i was trying too hard but at the same make their mouths water. A part of my wanted to walk in and turn heads and the other part wanted to wear a very baggy shirt and sweats. 

I found a very black dress in the back of my closet. I ran my fingers on the very soft material remembering that it was a gift from my best friend for one of my birthdays. I never wore it mostly because it was too sparkly for my liking but i decided. 'Fuck it i think it's cute.'

I took a quick shower and slipped the black glittery dress on, it was strapless and i felt like i was showing too much skin. I dug through the pile of clothes I had accumulated on the floor looking for my long sleeve lace cropped "jacket". It buttoned just over my collarbone. As I picked out accessories i went with a very thin black choker. I grabbed silver earrings that dangled down far enough that it brushed against my shoulder. It had two things attached to them one was a small ring and the other was a silver chain with a feather at the end.

I kept my hair down it's natural curly waves making it look like i did my hair. I was never one for makeup but thankfully I learned how to actually do it. I kept the colors fairly neutral stuck with browns and golds, knowing it would make my hazel eyes pop out more. It was almost time and i wish that i was able to just stay home but i looked good as fuck.My confidence rising as I stared in the mirror at my flowy dress. I grabbed my gold stilettos and slipped them on. 'I'll show Yoongi. I can walk in heels and i'll make him regret every cruel word he said.'

I headed towards the place Jungkook had said the party was located, nerves forming in my stomach. Would they be mean? Did he invite me as a joke? My mind was stressing every possible negative outcome going to this party could result in. I approached the gates of this enormous house that i could not believe was the place Jimin lived. Groups of laughing boys and girls headed towards the house. The music was very loud and could be heard down the block but it didn't seem like it bothered anybody.

I walked up to the house my small black purse hanging off my shoulder, the strap was made of gold chain link. I reached the open door seeing inside as people grinded on each other to the music a few people making out. I felt so out of place here and was frozen in place for a split moment. I pushed my nerves aside, 'I have to prove to them that I can be in this environment.' I felt like I was trying to convince myself than actually trying to prove to them. 

I walked through the door, glancing around at everyone. Most of them were drunk off their asses and stumbling everywhere. I made my way to the back of the giant house looking at all the expensive decorations. In complete awe I finally reached the back of the house a glass sliding screen opened to the backyard. A very big very expensive looking swimming pool with a small waterfall cascading off of the beautifully constructed rocks creating a small cave under the waterfall. It was gorgeous and only made me wonder about Jimin, was he stupid rich?

There was suddenly arms snaking around my waist slowly, "Look who finally decided to show up." I peeled his hands off me flipping around to face Jungkook. "Damn Princess you clean up well." He stared at me up and down checking me out with a very cocky grin on his face. I rolled my eyes at him annoyed with his constant staring.

It was my turn to look at him. He had on a white shirt with a multicolored tie dye style jacket, light blue torn jeans with a red plaid shirt tied around his waist. His hair was over one eye but for the most part looked intentionally messy but in a cute way. His earring was a long rectangular silver piece dangling with some little silver chains next to it. He looked good but i wasn't gonna tell him that. His ego didn't need to be boosted anymore than it already was.

"Pfft what i have to dress like this at school now"

"I mean I wouldn't mind." He smirked

"If i did that then you wouldn't have anything to look forward to." I teased.

"I look forward to you not having anything on. So whatever you wear doesn't matter to me cause it'll come off anyways." He chuckled a little.

I scoffed,"You're disgusting Kookie. What makes you think i'd even let you get that far? Hmm?" I looked at him with a smug grin on his face. 'He actually believed he had a chance. How cute.' I glanced around, "Where's your little friends at?"

He looked back at the party going on inside,"Well Namjoon and Jin are off somewhere enjoying each others company." He winked when he said that. "Hobi is inside with Tae and Jimin. Probably in the living room." He placed his hands in his pockets.

"And Yoongi?" I furrowed my eyebrows up at him attempting to look innocent. Who knows if it worked. He laughed and smiled down at me, "He isn't here yet as far as I know. He hates parties so he may come late and leave early like normal." I glanced down a little disappointed I wanted to rub it in his face that i can actually look pretty.

"Let's get you a drink." I shook my head rapidly and tried to tell him that I don't drink. He slinked his arm around my shoulders pulling me along. He pulled me into the kitchen and poured me clear liquid into a red cup. I could only assume it was Vodka. I smelled it when he handed it to me. I didn't like the smell at all.

He pushed the cup onto my lips and lifted it, "C'mon princess drink up." I coughed my lungs up practically as the liquid burned it's trail down my throat. I wiped my mouth, "That was disgusting you guys drink this?! Willingly?!" He just laughed at me and poured me another drink.

He had his arm around me once more as he guided me to the living room where i was met by Hobi, TaeTae and Jimin a.k.a ChimChim. I shrugged him off my shoulders when we reached the room. TaeTae was occupied with a very thin girl, whispering in her ear as she giggled. Hobi was off in the corner joking with some of the other males. ChimChim was sitting in a seat off in the other corner of the room, a very pretty and thick girl sat in his lap. Her purple hair was very beautifully contrasted to bring out her olive skin tone. They were whispering to each other and occasionally kissed. 

Hobi ran up to me,"Oh My God Rose! You look stunning." He beamed his sunshine smile my way and hugged me. I blushed at his comment. "Aww thank you Hobi it was just in the back of my closet. I thought i'd take it for a spin." I giggled excitedly to him. His reaction made the other males look over at me.

TaeTae headed over grabbing my hand and twirling me in place, "Absolutely beautiful Rose. I'm actually surprised you came I thought ChimChim scared you off with his comment yesterday." I shook my head and stared up at Tae, "I'm tougher than that TaeTae. It'll take more than that to get rid of me haha. Besides I wasn't invited by ChimChim i was invited by Kookie." I smiled at Tae who smiled his boxy smile down at me. I was so comfortable with Hobi and him even though I just met them yesterday. Literally.

Jimin got up from his seat and strolled over to where we were. The girl who was in his lap right behind him. "Well well well if it isn't Kookie's Princess. I almost didn't recognize you with all that makeup on your face."

I glared at him for a moment eventually looking at his outfit. His outfit was actually really freaking nice. A blue velvet jacket with a black V-Neck cut tank top. A red and black scarf wrapped around his neck and black skinny jeans on. In his ear was a circle with two or three small chains hanging from it. His grey eyes on me as I looked at his outfit. When I made eye contact with him he winked and smiled at me. My heart stopped honestly, with his flirtatious actions. I blushed and looked back at Tae who was also pretty dressed up for the party.

He had a purple choker with a tan shirt and a black blazer with little studs on it. His half pink half blonde hair scrunched up to make it have some texture to it but honestly his blue eyes is what got me every time.

The girl behind Jimin stepped in front of him leaning her body against him intentionally. Her natural blue eyes stared at me taking in my appearance. Her purple hair falling down to her waist in light curls. "I love your shoes. Are they comfy?" I glanced down before returning her gaze. "Oh well no not really but i'm sure i'll get over it. I don't remember where I got them to be honest I never wear them." I finished with a smile.

"I'm Aphrodite, nice to meet you." She waved and smiled. "I'm Rose." She turned her attention to Jimin who had his hands along her waist as they grinded to the music. She was honestly stunning her black poofy dress was mid thigh and she had three straps on each shoulder. Her red heels looking like they were made of suede material. She had on very cute gold accessories. She swayed her hips against Jimin who was whispering in her ear every few seconds. She just smiled at his comments flipping around in his arms and throwing herself onto him and making out with him.

I looked away since i felt awkward just standing and staring. I sipped on my drink settling my nerves a little more. Jungkook moved closer to me as someone pushed past him, entering the room. "God damm Kookie move." A very grumpy voice scolded Kookie for being in the way. He chuckled, "It's not my fault you're always behind me Yoongi. Maybe grow a little." Yoongi punches his arm, "shut up you fucking tree." I tucked a strand of my hair behind my ear as i felt Yoongi's eyes on me.

"Rose? Is that you?" I snapped my head up and made eye contact with him. His mint hair in his eyes just barely. He had a white button up shirt on with a black chest harness on with two straps across his torso and over his shoulder. His tight black pants that had small tears in it was clinging to his thin fit body.He was so fucking hot like how can someone be this freaking attractive.

I kept my eyes on Yoongi feeling very bashful that he has to ask if it was me. "So what, maybe it is maybe not? You just gonna continue to insult me about how Kookie is using me as a joke and that i don't have curves or a pretty face?" I threw his own words back at him. He blinked a few times trying to comprehend what I just said to him. I could have sworn I saw sadness in his but if i thought i did it was gone now, replaced with a very hard to read expression.

"Look Rose it's not that i don't think your pretty it's just.." He started before Jimin stepped in front of Yoongi.

"Let's go upstairs and play some games i'm bored." We followed Jimin and Aphrodite up the stairs to the master bedroom. It was huge and I felt so small in it. We gathered around in a circle and TaeTae had brought like three bottles of alcohol up and placed them in the middle. "Spin the bottle? Anyone?" his sly grin making his cheeks poke out like a little bear. I had never played this game, to be honest i haven't had my first kiss yet. I mean I guess dream kisses don't count or else I would have lost it to Yoongi. My last thought made me blush at least five shades redder.

Starting on my lest was TaeTae, Jungkook, Aphrodite, Jimin, Yoongi, Hobi, and then me. We were spread out pretty evenly. I leaned over to Tae and whispered in his ear, "I'm nervous I have never played this game before." He laughed lightly and looked over at me our faces only inches away. I laughed nervously at the distance, "Don't worry baby girl you'll do just fine." I sat back upright as Jimin explained the rules.

"Alright so the person who spins the bottle in the middle of us has to kiss the person it lands on, if you bail out of the kiss you have to take two shots." He looked around at everyone and nodded,"Got it?" Everyone responded with yeahs and mmhm's.

"Who's gonna go first?" Jungkook asked as he grinned towards Jimin.

"I'll go." Hobi volunteered himself up he leaned forward spinning the half finished bottle. It spun around about three or four times before landing on TaeTae. Tae looked over at Hobi, a boxy smile across his face. "Come here Hobi." He gestured for Hobi to lean forward and Hobi complied with his request leaning across me as their lips met right in front of me. They pulled after a moment and sat back down. "Soft lips TaeTae." Hobi commented with a shy smile. They both laughed as they settled back in their spots. Tae drinking a few gulps before it was Yoongi's turn.

Yoongi was not paying attention as i kept catching his glances towards my direction. We locked eyes as he was starting to lean forward. My breathe caught in my throat as i stared into his chocolate colored eyes. Something stirred inside my heart as he started to spin the bottle. He looked away as he sat back down waiting for the bottle to stop. Aphrodite. She got on all fours and slowly crawled her way over to him he stayed criss crossed on the floor. She ran her hand up his chest and finally kissed him grabbing a handful of his Minty hair. She lingered a little too long in my opinion as she finally parted from his lips. She sat back down and licked her lips as if she had just finished a meal, staring at him hungrily. I started to feel annoyed as the game continued, sipping on my drink and occasionally taking a big gulp.

When it was finally my turn my head was all light and bubbly. I leaned forward a little unsteady and spun the bottle. I plopped back down as it spun. 'For the love of god don't have it land on Jungkook' I silently prayed, it stopped spinning.

XX

And yes I have majority of them wearing the fake love harness type outfits.🥵 I’m not sorry.😂

The next chapter y’all gonna be disliking Jungkook.

[allimariexf]

(Arrow 7x15 thoughts) Olicity: the team within the team (always)

I wanna apologize because MY BODY CANNOT HOLD ALL THESE EMOTIONS and I’m a mess so I”m sorry for whatever happens here

SO. MUCH. OLICITY. I had forgotten it could be like this. WHY did they withhold for so much of the season and then give us so much Olicity in a single ep? (never mind don’t look a gift horse in the mouth, right?)

“I want this partnership to be done right and to be legitimate from the beginning for our baby.” OUR BABY. and then HIS FACE!!! He’s trying to be all serious but he cannot stop that smile of happiness that’s taking over his face because he is so happy omggggg!!!!!!

subtle harp-like Olicity theme in the background is almost literally MY HEARTSTRINGS BEING PLAYED 

OH GOD THEY BRING IN “BELIEF” AND I AM DEAD HOW DARE THEY: “If you believe that this is what’s best for the city and what is ultimately best for our family, then I agree. Because we’re a team too.” and then: “Always.”

HOW DARE THEY HOW DARE HOW DARE HOW DARE THEY

CALL BACK TO EVERYTHING THEY HAVE EVER SAID TO EACH OTHER ABOUT BELIEVING IN EACH OTHER

AND ABOUT THEIR PARTNERSHIP

AND “ALWAYS”

the way she walks toward him and takes him by the lapels 😭 such a Felicity move

HIS FACE WHEN SHE DOES IT 😍 ohhhhh I have missed Oliver’s heart eyes and those are HEART EYES IN FULL FORCE

but most of all THE WAY HE IS GAZING AT HER WHEN HE SAYS “ALWAYS,” and HIS VOICE HOLY SHIT that’s a different voice from anything we’ve ever heard 

(now if only he had hair and if only he would take off that DAMN COAT like that coat is like a third wheel at this point geez it’s honestly like a built in cockblock, in fact maybe he wears it all the time because otherwise they’d never stop getting it on? Hmm new headcanon maybe 🤔)

ughhhhhh and then the kiss after the “always” MY HEART I AM DEAD

“...that we don’t tell anybody about what’s happening in here”

UM Felicity is adorable here okay??? “in here” omggg

and more importantly OLIVER CLEARLY THINKS SO TOO 😍😍😍 his eyes and smile OH GOD

and then the second kiss!!! like 

I love the adorable married going-in-for-multiple-kisses thing and 

the way she smiles going into that second kiss and then 

they just LINGER THERE like Olicity really knows how to LINGER like the 3x01 first kiss and the 3x20 goodbye kiss and now we have this, the 7x15 “better future” kiss and they just LINGER with their lips together on that thought and she breathes him in and IT’S JUST SO BEAUTIFUL someone needs to come put me back together please 😭

I am destroyed and resurrected (repeatedly) under the cut...

“...so about that tartine...”

HOW ADORABLE IS IT the way his face shifts into that smile and you just know that he has been doting on her SO MUCH and he LOVES IT HE LOVES COOKING FOR HIS WIFE AND BABY like honestly YOU KNOW IT’S HIS #1 PLEASURE IN LIFE NOW NO CONTEST

“Have I told you lately how smart you are?”

OKAY first off having Oliver actually talk to Felicity about Arrow stuff??? FUCKING FINALLY OKAY. This is the dynamic Olicity was BUILT ON and MY SOUL HAS BEEN PARCHED FOR IT. Felicity is Oliver’s #1 partner. BLESS THIS EPISODE FOR REMEMBERING THAT. FOR SHOW US THEIR PARTNERSHIP, which honestly the entire SHOW is built on.

okay and HIS FACE before he says the thing, when he’s just thinking to himself about how smart she is and how much he admires and respects her and needs her as his partner?????? It’s the perfect Olicity mix of LOVE, ADMIRATION, and RESPECT??? THAT IS WHY I LOVE OLICITY. RIGHT THERE. 

and then the way he GAZES AT HER WITH PERFECT HEART EYES after she says she “never gets tired of hearing it” because HE IS SO SMITTEN WITH HIS WIFE/PARTNER/LOVE OF HIS LIFE 😍😍😍

UGH and then his reaction to “I want mint chip” like THEY ARE SO IN SYNC he gets her 100% completely he understands and he’s 100% there for her and UGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH someone stick a fork in me

because it’s THE PERFECT TRANSITION from Team Arrow to Olicity, just a seamless blend of the work and the relationship because BOTH is who they are I don’t think I will ever be over that moment ughhhhhh

“You guys go ahead, I ate something that’s not gonna mix well with alcohol.”

UM OKAY callback to the 3x01 first date or coincidence? (“The alcohol is not going to mix well with the 3 Benzos I took”) I think I’m gonna go with DELIBERATE CALLBACK.

THE WINKING OMG. LITERALLY THE CUTEST THING I HAVE EVER SEEN? MAYBE.

also Oliver looks SUPER hot in that moment, whooooboy. THAT LOOK IS 🔥🔥🔥

“I think you look exactly the same.”

EXCUSE ME BUT am I the only one who is reading wayyy into this just like, the way he says it, her smile?? It’s like a reminder of all they’ve been through together, how much they’ve grown and changed (and also yes hello callback to the season 7 Felicity arc) and yet she is still Felicity, they are still Oliver and Felicity, and like...........?????? EXCUSE ME AGAIN 😭😭😭

and then he sits down on the bed and they’re just talking on their bed like THANK YOU I NEEDED THIS IN MY SOUL

“I may have thought of a name for a girl...Mia.”

Letting us see him looking into her eyes, a little uncertain, being vulnerable with her...I AM ALIVE!

Because he knows she’s going to pick up on the fact that it’s in honor of his mother

AND MOIRA!!! JUST 

we know how important she was to Oliver, but also how complicated, how it ties in with his confused feelings for his family and his legacy, but also his deep love for his family and just how important family is to him, but it also involves this awareness of how Moira figured into Oliver and Felicity’s history, how without her having done what she did they never would have met, and his awareness and resulting hesitation because he knows Felicity didn’t get along with Moira, and THEN AND THEN her acceptance ( “I love it” ) just confirms THIS ONE ESSENTIAL FACT ABOUT OLIVER and about ARROW ITSELF: that no one is perfect, we all have our faults, but there’s love anyway: “Family is precious, and that it’s LOVE, IN SPITE OF EVERYTHING, THAT MAKES IT PRECIOUS.” 😭😭😭😭 I AM DEAD AGAIN because it’s everything y’all I don’t even have words right now

and his smiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiile 😭😭😭

“Regardless of whether we have a boy or a girl, I just want to make sure that she or he ends up growing up in a better and safer Star City than I did.” / “Yeah.” / “I want that for both of our children. They’ll always have each other to lean on.” “And they’ll always have us.”

THEY ARE HOLDING HANDS FOR THIS ENTIRE CONVERSATION

and she strokes his face

and HE HOLDS HER GAZE FOR SO LONG after he says “both of our children” what are these teeeears!?!? 😭

(and we’re going to ignore the clearly ominous overtones because fuck that)

look at them just staring into each other’s eyes holding hands A FAMILY 💗💗💗💗💗💗

The BUNKER 

OLICITY IN THE BUNKER ALONE TOGETHER BECAUSE THEY ARE THE TEAM WITHIN THE TEAM, THE BEATING HEART OF TEAM ARROW 

AND THEN JOHN JOINS THEM to complete OTA, the core, the TRUE, perfect, COMPLETE Team Arrow and it is perfect! 

and then when Dinah and Rene show up, Oliver says: “We found a lead. Well, Felicity found a lead.” THANK YOU THANK YOU WRITERS THANK YOU I will always be grateful for every acknowledgement that Felicity is essential to Team Arrow - essential - and having it come from Oliver’s mouth is OF COURSE The Best.

OTA: FUCK. YES. “So what don’t I know about?” / “We’re having a baby.”

OLIVER’S FACE when he wants to tell John about the baby!! HE CANNOT KEEP THAT SMILE OFF HIS FACE 💗 it’s possible my life is complete UGH HE IS SO HAPPY HE CANNOT CONTAIN IT 😭

And when she says “we’re having a baby” HIS FACE actually BOTH OF THEIR FACES y’all I AM ALIVE the way they are both standing their TRYING TO CONTAIN THEIR HAPPINESS????

and they both say “Yeah” and their EYES??? 😍

but like @it-was-a-red-heeler said he’s making the 3x01 face and OH GOD WHAT A PERFECT COMPLETE CIRCLE 😭😭😭

JUST LOOK AT THEM STANDING THERE TELLING THEIR BEST FRIEND THAT THEY ARE HAVING A BABY

John, who said, “And when you meet the right person, you'll be ready for her,” who said “I think our Miss Smoak is smitten,” who said “I think you didn’t have a problem with Felicity’s performance until she met Barry Allen,” who said “not like us” regarding Oliver’s inability to express his emotions, who said “I know it must be difficult for you, seeing them together,” who said “Why don’t I, uh, give you two a second?,” who said “Maybe Felicity will change all that” and “you love her, you even told her so,” who said “You need her to be anyplace where Ray Palmer isn’t” and “You’re in the field without your head on straight” and “If that were true, you’d be with her, man” and “This thing with you and Palmer is messing with his head” and “You gotta tell her how you feel before it’s too late,” and (skipping way ahead), “I’m not the one she was going to marry,” and “I’m the guy who’s been trying to keep you two together,” so like EXCUSE ME BUT 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 OKAY?

Delicity: “Morning sickness or not, Felicity, you have not missed a beat. You were absolutely amazing out there, your tech was phenomenal.”

It’s a little clunky but if this is the final ironing out of all their issues, I’ll accept it. (I’m easy.)

I AM HERE FOR ALL THE ADMIRATION AND RESPECT FOR FELICITY SMOAK (in her hero/genius/badass capacity).

I ESPECIALLY AM HERE FOR the acknowledgement that she can be both a pregnant woman and a hero/badass/vigilante. (And I am going to take that as assurance that they WILL NOT FORGET THIS FACT.)

also blahblahblah foreshadowing.

Overwatch/ Team Arrow

first off: OVERWATCH!!!!!!!!!!!! FUCK. YES. My show is back.

second of all: Every time Oliver touches his comm and says “Overwatch” it’s like a virtual orgasm and we were coming all.night.long. friends 😂 I mean there were like 4 times, right?? OH GOD YESSSSSSSSS

but I am SO SERIOUS: Team in the field and Overwatch on the comms IS ARROW and I have missed it soooooo much and now I LIVE!

and yes the SCPD scenes were all freaking HILARIOUS especially Felicity’s reaction to the tech + her “loopholes” + Oliver and Felicity doing a side mission on their own 😍😍😍 (we will not comment on the ridiculousness of the random boiling hydrochloric acid nor the fact that they clearly would have known that evidence gathered in such a manner would be inadmissible)

meanwhile I loved Felicity’s line in the Master Chef scene: “This partnership’s not going to work if she forgets who she’s hired.” PERFECTION. HIT THE NAIL ON THE HEAD. EXACTLY. THANK YOU.

Other stuff

Am I the only one getting excited because it feels like only a matter of time before we completely shed NTA? They just feel sooo unnecessary at this point (I mean they always did but now they just seem like even an inconvenience to the writers)

I truly COULD. NOT. CARE. LESS. about Dinah’s storyline. Like, I’m sorry. I like Juliana. But they’ve never made me love Dinah, as much as I wanted to, and then after s6 honestly she is the member of NTA that I disliked the most, and I have always fucking hated that stupid Canary Cry (again, I much preferred Sara as the Canary, how badass she was as a fighter and the Cry was just an added bonus, and it wasn’t nearly as ridiculous as it later became with Laurel and then Dinah. UGH. At least that’s gone.) The one thing I appreciated about this storyline was the conclusion that the Cry is not an essential part of the Canary. DUH.

Ben Turner’s kid as Connor Hawke: I called it like one minute before the reveal lol. I like it, though I kinda wanted more Ben Turner, and this makes me think he’s gonna die :(

Flash Forwards/William and Mia: yessssssss 💗💗💗

though I still think there’s more on that micro-cassette. The missed messages from Oliver and Felicity. More clues from future Felicity. Meanwhile hearing Felicity’s message to her children just DESTROYS 😭😭😭😭😭

THE PROMO OH MY GODDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD I AM NOT READY

Um I think that’s all the freakout I can fit in one post. I’m a mess. Someone needs to pick my pieces up off the floor and put me together again, please. 

[spainmozsombi]

Hiking, cold, and other things 2.0 (11.14)

I couldn’t finish the previous post, let me try it again.

On thursday I bought the guitar, so this obviously meant that I couldn’t really concentrate on the courses for the rest of the day, bought a pack of new strings, changed them right after I got home. On thursday evening we went to a small Sisha (vizipipa for the hungarians) place with Óscar, Adele, Filip and Oliver in the (until this point I thought jewish, bit it turned out to be muslim) district called Albajcin. I’m not smoking this thing anymore the place nevertheless the place was really nice, had this muslim vibe, owner/waiter was definitely arabic, cause he was incredibly friendly. The guys bought a sisha with some peach taste, I had a Tinto. Oliver came later, also Adele had some friends visiting from the Czech Republic, they also joined us, it was a great evening! (No pics sadly, sorry)

On friday I went hiking with some new people I got to know in the past few weeks, we went to a place called Los Cahorros which is basically a canyon / gulch (see the pictures), we had a circleish hike, with some uphills and downhills, it was beatiful 14-15 km, not too much, just perfect. The place is close to Granada, 30 min by bus from the center, ticket is 3 EUR in total, would definitely recommend this to anybody who’s visiting Andalucia. I didn’t have time to go home before my evening class so I ended up going there straight from the bus wearing dirty boots and stinky clothes, I’m sure my classmates appreciated it. Since I was pretty tired, I managed to lose my powerbank somewhere at the faculty kinda of a bummer I bought it back in the US 3 years ago and it’s been doing a great job ever since... I was dead tired, went home to sleep straight after class. 

On saturday I did some studying, started to write an essay cause the deadline is actually on this sunday, thought maybe it’s time to do something useful. In the evening I went to get a tea with Óscar, had a nice talk in this bar called Granada Mar (we’ve been coming here in the past few weeks, nice place, cheap drinks, good tapas, pool etc.). Long story short we ended up in a house party in an american dude called Jeremy’s place. He attended a few of the erasmusicians meetings, also played a jam thing with him on the pervious open mic, and as it turned out he invited everybody from the erasmusicians whatsapp group. Eventually we were the only ones with Óscar who eventually showed up from this group, it was a cool party anyway. We decided just to check in for an hour or so, we ended up staying a bit longer, got home around 3 am. The most interesting thing about this party is the location. Jeremy’s living in the city center. Check. On the main square where THE cathedral is. Check. On the top floor. Check. With a living room above the whole flat basically, so from the windows I could see above the rooftops, and the other direction I could see almost the roof of the cathedral. Check...It was mind blowing...I’ll try to make a pic of the place from the outside when I’ll be around there next time..The whole flat is renovated with a lot of small innovative ideas and solutions, the toilet for example was under the stairs, which led to the living room (which is above the kitchen...can you still follow me?), like Harry Potter’s bedroom at the Dursley’s place...Okay enough about the flat. The people at the party were literally from all over the world, Venezuela, US, Portugal, Germany, Romania, Bolivia, Belgium etc. ...We were just about to leave when Jeremy mentioned a jam session and well, since both Óscar and I kinda like music, we thought maybe we could stay for a bit longer..We ended up playing some old school hit songs in a crowded kitchen, Óscar/Jeremy/me/this dude named Gus from Venezuela playing the guitar and singing, Jeremy’s friend Ryan playing the cajon, and the rest of the people were also singing along! It was proper fun!

On sunday after a long internal debate I decided to go out to see how street music works around here. Plan was to go out and play somewhere around the cathedral. On the square in front of Jeremy’s place I stumbled into a british dude, Dan, who I knew from the party the previous night and from previous erasmusician meetings, he has a killer voice, and plays the violin. We played a few songs together but I didn’t want to annoy him for long so I went to look for my own place. Found a nice but windy square not far from the cathedral (it was freakin cold on sunday...brrrr). I have to admit I expected something else. I was playing there for about 40 minutes, aaand I earned about 30 cents. Not my best day. Went to Albajcin to try it again there with some help from Sara (she’s the girl from the video I uploaded from the open mic, we were playing together) and guess what, her presence made a bit of a difference. No wonder why, she can actually sing!

On monday I went climbing again with a dude called Niklas from the economics course. It was probably my worst session since I’ve started climbing (not because of him), I felt so weak, it was just awful, let’s not talk about that..

On tuesday I had a little gathering at my place, I invited Adele, Sara, Óscar and Oliver over to drink some glühwein together. I also made some “not so fancy” cake with banana in it (huge thanks to my sister for the recipe!), turned out pretty good! We played some UNO, and some other games, had a great time, I could write more about it but that wouldn’t really do justice..

On wednesday I went to Jeremy’s place again to practice a song for the open mic with him, Ryan and a french girl who’s gonna sing the song (”I’ll take care of you - Joe Bonamassa” if anybody’s interested). It’s gonna be good I think!

Today, thursday, I had the International Organizations course, with some “awesome” groupwork (Why on earth do these people here like it so much?! WHY?!), and the Magreb course, with a new professor who’s gonna be the lecturer for the rest of the semester. Of course, she also thought that some groupwork would be great (WHY?! I even took my laptop with me to finish the essay I’m supposed to hand in by sunday), but wait, there’s more. She turned on some arabic, middle eastish music, “to help us to concentrate on the task”...What the actual...Whatever, survived it somehow. Gotta admit, going to class is my least favorit thing since I actually made some friends...Ops. Okay maybe not the economic course, I kinda like that, I even accidentaly met the professor at the climbing place on monday..But the rest of the courses...Meh.

I think,

that’s all folks!

[darkwinterchild]

Tommy Merlyn - Slytherin

Albus Dumbledore: You happen to have many qualities Salazar Slytherin prized in his hand-picked students. His own very rare gift, Parseltongue... resourcefulness... determination... a certain disregard for rules.

So from what I’ve seen, Tommy Merlyn is usually sorted in Hufflepuff. I respectfully disagree? I think he’s a Slytherin, just like his best buddy Oliver, and Hufflepuff is actually the house that fits him the least (the puppy eyes are made to fool you!). Tommy is a troublemaker, he is resourceful and determined, he puts a lot of value on family and brotherhood but not on loyalty in general, and he definitely has a lot of potential for greatness. Ergo Slytherin.

Long post under the cut! Consider yourself warned.

I’m just going to go over the major Slytherin traits and values and how they relate to Tommy. Talk about the other houses is at the end.

“A certain disregard for rules”

Tommy: I wish we had just met, and that all this was just beginning and there wasn't so much of me I wish you'd forget.

- 1x07

Both Oliver and Tommy were rebellious playboys: it’s almost their entire backstory. It seems to have been even more the case with Tommy if possible - at least we hear about him getting Ollie in trouble more than the reverse (“Don’t let him get you into too much trouble” from 1x01, or “Tommy had me out a little bit later than maybe I should have been, and I'm wiped” from the 2x20 flashbacks, or how he got Oliver to go with him to Max Fuller’s club in 1x03, or even that story in 5x09 about how Oliver once tried to land a helicopter on the grounds of the US Open because Tommy wanted to impress some girl named Maria Sharapova). An early Arrow promo even describes Oliver hanging with Tommy as “running with the bad crowd”.

If that’s true, it could be because of their different relationships with their parents. Ollie was a bad boy, but he was very close to his mother and hero-worshiped his father. So he did bad things, but that’s because they let him (as Oliver himself said). He probably never intentionally disrespected them or did things that he knew would really upset them. It was different with Tommy. His relationship with his dad was disastrous, and I think this meant he could get even more out of control than Ollie in his own way. Tommy’s parties were apparently legendary (“I never left one of Tommy's parties with my memory intact.”) and prompt to get broken up by the cops. He filled his dad’s pool with beer (roughly a thousand kegs or so), majorly pissed him off, and didn’t care. Heck, even years later as a 24 year-old adult, he stole Malcolm’s private jet to fly to Hong Kong without warning or permission, and when he called him Tommy literally told his father to fuck off (“No, I didn't tell you I was taking the jet because I knew you would freak out like this” and “Look, why don't you just go back to banging your Pilates instructor, ok?”). I do think it’s kind of telling of his mindset.

Point: insubordination toward authority and a love for mischief are Slytherin qualities and Tommy Merlyn certainly qualifies.

Brotherhood

Unlike Gryffs and Claws, Slyths are team players. It’s a group-oriented house, where “you’ll make your real friends.” They stick together and protect one another. Tommy is all about brotherhood and family. We know that he’d sometimes look after Thea in his best friend’s stead after the Gambit sank, that he posed an alert on Oliver’s e-mail account just in case, and went looking for him in Hong Kong when it went off. We know he had a really strong friendship code:

Tommy: No, man, you were with Laurel. And whether you were dead, or as it turns out, alive on a deserted island, you are my friend. And me being with Laurel violated that friendship in about 50 different ways.

-1x03

This code included keeping your friends’ secrets no matter what. As early as the pilot, we saw that he was ready to lie to the police to support his best friend’s story without even being asked beforehand. This is reinforced after 1x16: Tommy chose to keep Oliver’s secret against his own morals. No matter what he thought of him, he didn’t give him up to the police, he didn’t ask Oliver to stop, he didn’t even tell Laurel when it started to put some strain on their relationship. When Detective Lance almost discovered the lair in 1x19, he actively helped him escape the authorities, by lying to an officer of law and his girlfriend’s father, making himself his accomplice. He didn’t have to: he saw the Hood as a murderer, wanted nothing to do with his crusade, and Oliver never even asked for his help. But Tommy protected him anyway. Helping a friend when you think what he is doing is wrong is a very Slytherin thing to do. In general, they’re the ones who’d help you cheat at an exam or bury the bodies, whereas Hufflepuffs’ strong beliefs in justice and fairness would conflict with their sense of loyalty.

Speaking of loyalty, another difference between Slyths and Puffs is that Slyths are loyal to their people, but not necessarily very dependable in general. Just like Tommy used to be:

Tommy: Lying, keeping secrets about who she’s spending time with… Does that remind you of anybody we know? Oliver: Me, in every relationship that I’ve been in. Tommy: Me too. Except this one.

-1x13

Tommy was that guy who’d do anything for the people he loved, but prior to his character development, he wasn’t the most trustworthy person out there.

It’s also interesting to note that despite being a very extroverted person who spent a lot of time outside with other people, he didn’t seem to have any close friends apart from Oliver and Laurel (by season 1 anyway, he seemed a bit lonely on that front). I think he was rather detached from all the people he spent time with - he was their host, their entertainer, even their lover for the ladies. But he couldn’t relate to them like he and Ollie could relate to each other. Here again, this way of living with people - a few very close friends and a giant network of contacts - is very slytherinish.

Ambition and determination

Tommy doesn’t seem very ambitious at first glance, but one has to consider the fact that he’s been drowning in money since birth. For all his life, he could get everything he wanted whenever he wanted (even girls, thanks to his good looks). We know he and Oliver used to talk about going into business together since forever (like opening a ski-lodge), but he never felt the push to go on and make these ideas a reality. He was already Prince of Starling, why bother? In a way, he never needed to be ambitious until his father cut him off.

Oliver: Why didn't you say anything? Tommy: Embarrassment, shame, jealousy. Probably a few other emotions I'm not used to feeling.

-1x08

Tommy never felt threatened before. But after Malcolm froze his funds, it became another story. There was Laurel, whom he was trying to impress, Oliver, his best friend for whom she still had deep and complicated feelings, and then there was him, now forced to work for said best friend. I doubt Tommy left the club and went to work for his father only because Oliver refused to see him for the man he’d become. There was probably a lot of complex reasons behind that choice, and one of them was definitely that he was trying to reclaim his place in the universe as one of the elite, on equal if not superior footing to Oliver Queen (not just in terms of money, but also in terms of power and position - executive at Merlyn Global Group versus manager of a small nightclub in the Glades). He was born with power and prestige, and jumped back into that world without hesitation. But this isn’t even the primary reason I think Tommy was more ambitious than he let on:

Tommy: I'm trying to change. Not sure into what yet but I don't wanna be what I was anymore.

-1x08

This strong desire to be more than what he was, as soon as he realized that it was no longer enough and that there was more, to become someone worthy of Laurel’s love, that makes him pretty ambitious. He started the show a useless playboy and man-child, became a great boyfriend, a successful businessman, and ended the season as a hero.

And I think this is important about Tommy: once he’d find a goal, something for which he was really motivated, then he was driven to the hilt and did whatever he could to succeed. The club, Laurel (winning her heart, becoming a person she’d want to be with, building something with her), even his job at Merlyn Global. It didn’t even have to be something huge that would demand a lot of effort, it could be just another goofy idea, like filling his parents’ pool with beer or playing strip kickball with models on a pro football stadium - Tommy had a tendency to go big with his projects. He was capable of following through an idea to the end even when it became difficult. So he proved he had plenty of determination, the kind Salazar Slytherin would have loved.

Leadership

Tommy was shown to be able to assume leadership positions with ease. Before the start of the show, he seemed to have been a leader in troublemaking around Starling - the guy who knew how to have fun, the guy who hosted the biggest parties, even the guy with the shady contacts (“Before I left, you played hard. You played with bad people who were into bad stuff!” - 1x19). During season 1, we saw him effortlessly falling into his role as nightclub manager - he immediately took charge of the construction process, made sure everyone was doing their job, and showed his willingness and ability to be an authoritative boss (1x10 and 1x11). We saw him do an excellent job at Verdant, and then we saw him comfortably assume a leadership role at Merlyn Global Group for the short period of time he was working there. Tommy was a natural leader, like his father.

Cunning and resourcefulness

We haven’t seen much in terms of cunning and ruthlessness from Tommy in the show per-se - which is why I think he wasn’t as perfect a Slytherin as other characters like Moira or Malcolm - but it was suggested that he was capable of that to some degree. Pre- character development, Tommy was a playboy, a charmer who cheated and kept secrets in every relationship he’d been in. He wasn’t shown as manipulative or anything, but as we’ve seen with Laurel, he knew how to win people over. He was also no stranger to deceit and evasion, and used them to achieve his ends whenever he felt it was necessary. E.g. when he had to keep Detective Lance from discovering the Arrow cave in 1x19. This episode also showcased how resourceful he could be: in very little time, he was able to clean up and hide all the evidence of the Hood’s activities in the basement without anybody realizing it. We also learned he had no problem using illegal solutions to his problems, like bribing a city inspector.

Concerning the other houses

Hufflepuff is in my opinion the house that suits him the least. Honesty and loyalty we’ve seen weren’t really Tommy’s forte. And he hated the idea of hard work. He was called lazy by several characters including himself. Before Malcolm decided to “jolt his son into adulthood” in some late parental awakening, it seems Tommy planned on keeping up his life of debauchery forever, living off daddy’s money (bless inheritance). People expected Oliver to eventually get his act together and take his place in his father’s company, but everyone seemed to think Tommy would always be Tommy. In general, he also didn’t really seem to care all that much about ideals of justice and fairness. As the son of the most powerful billionaire in Starling City, he was extremely privileged, knew it, and loved it (“Isn't that place ridiculously expensive?” “Everywhere worth going is.” -1x08). He was raised in an upper-class environment with rich people values and the understanding that the rules do not apply to him the way they do other people. The fact that Malcolm regularly had to bail him out is one of the three things that came to mind when he described his distant relationship with his father. Tommy actually literally used to laugh in the face of justice. He loved whenever he and/or Oliver would break the law and get away with it (“I just picked up a new sports car. I'm thinking, we can open her up, pick up a few speeding tickets…” -1x06). So yeah, I don’t think Hufflepuff fits.

Gryffindor is not a bad house for him, but not a good one either. Bravery, boldness, recklessness… Tommy didn’t seem to have ever been particularly action-oriented (Oliver was the one doing the crazy taxi or helicopter stealing stuff). He was certainly capable of immense bravery (the way he stood up to the Hood in 1x16, the way he protected Taylor in 1x20, or his final sacrifice in 1x23), but he wasn’t particularly into grand showings of strength, daring or heroism à la Gryffindor. Among the main characters, he was one of the less enthusiastic (utterly unimpressed) about the Hood’s exploits (he saw him as a crazy murderer - see 1x13, 1x17 or 1x19). In fact it’s interesting to compare his opinion to Laurel’s, a true Gryffindor.

Ravenclaw I think would actually be a good sorting for him. Tommy was clever (the way he was quickly able to learn the ropes of club management). The show seemed to hint at a rather developed pop-culture geeky side (just small stuff like his talking about Lost, he read movie reviews, his wanting to name his dog “Arthur” as a kid because he was a “Merlyn”, etc.). He was charming, talkative and witty, even just a little bit eccentric in the way he could tell shameless jokes and be totally inappropriate. He was also very creative - in deeds (I mean, the beer-pool and strip-kickball game with models were certainly original ideas) and in speech (he doesn’t just say “I love you”, he says “I have finally figured out why poets have been in business for the last few thousand years”). So, if he wasn’t a Slytherin, I could see him making a pretty good Ravenclaw.

[isitstraightvodka]

Floral

Once again taking revenge on @dadshirtking​! Enjoy, my princess!

The party was in full swing and you were having a great time, sipping a vodka and lime. The place was packed with people, half of which you didn't even know. It became clear to you that your boyfriend had a lot of friends, ones you hadn't been introduced to, but you were fine with that. You weren't a fan of being the centre of attention. It was his birthday party. Tonight was Harry's night.

23 years he had lived and what a wonderful 23 years they had been. This year was a big year for him. His film would be released in July and he was working on his debut solo album. Just being proud of him was a massive understatement. You and Harry had only been dating for about a year but your heart bloomed with so much love for him that sometimes, it was hard for you to contain it. You loved him more than you ever thought you could love anybody but Harry had that handsome charm that made you fall under his spell within seconds.

Just as you helped yourself to some snacks on the table, a unique British accent hit your ears. You had never met her but you were a huge fan of her. How could you not be? She was Adele! She came up to the table and popped an olive in her mouth, holding a glass of bubbly in her hand. She caught you looking at her and smiled sweetly.

"Hello there, love!"

"Hi." You squeaked.

"Aren't you a cutie? What's your name?"

"I'm (Y/N)."

"What a gorgeous name! So, how do you know our lovely Harold?" She asked. You weren't offended that she didn't know who you were. How could Adele know you? You were just about to answer her when you felt a hand place itself on your waist. You knew his touch, you didn't have to look up to know who the hand belonged to.

"Hello, baby. I see you've met Adele." His smooth deep voice never failed to make your heart beat a little faster than normal. Adele's gaze darted from you to Harry then back to you, her eyes widening as her hand went to her mouth in shock.

"Oh, dear, you're Harry's girl, aren't you? I'm so sorry, love, I had no idea!" She reached out and clasped your hand in hers, asking for forgiveness. You told her it was OK, giving her a small smile, because you still couldn't believe you were standing in front of Adele. She wished Harry a happy birthday before taking another olive and going off to chat with some other people.

"Wow." You choked out.

"Wow what?"

"Harry, you know how much I love Adele! I can't believe I actually spoke to her!"

"You are adorable when you're excited." Harry chuckled. You turned your body to face him and smiled up at him. Why on earth did he have sunglasses on his head at night, you had no idea, but you didn't ask. The patterned shirt he wore was a birthday present from you. It was no secret to anyone that Harry had a unique fashion sense so the moment you saw the shirt in the shop window, it was a no-brainer for you to buy it for him.

"Are you enjoying your party?" You asked.

"Of course, baby. Especially because you're here, wearing these pants."

You glanced down at your legs and remembered the look on Harry's face when he first saw you in these pants. Red floral pants, very Harry Styles-like, skin-tight and perfectly hugging your curves. Stealing my ideas of clothes, are you? He had said when you walked out into the living room earlier today. What could you say? His sense in fashion was rubbing off on you.

"I know you like them."

"I love them." Harry corrected you.

"It's a shame the boys couldn't make it." You said, playing with one of the buttons on his shirt. Even though the other lads were in L.A., they were busy with their own lives and working on their solo music. And Harry understood that.

"I know. But they texted me this morning and they'll probably tweet me as well. It's all good. All I need on my birthday is you."

He was such a sap and you loved that about him. He could be sexy but extremely cheesy too. You giggled a little and blushed. His lips touched your cheek and teased your jawline as you squeaked his name. Then, his mouth was on yours, and you couldn't care less if pictures were being taken of you two. Harry was happy with you and he had a right to show it.

"I love you, (Y/N)."

"I love you too, birthday boy." You whispered against his lips, giving him one more kiss and patting his chest. Harry reached behind you and grabbed a glass of vodka and lemon from the table, clinking his glass with yours. You wrapped your arm around his waist as he pressed a kiss to your temple, the stain of alcohol on his tongue. You inhaled your boyfriend's musky scent mixed with his Tom Ford cologne, knowing it would not be the alcoholic drinks that would be the result of your intoxication. It would be Harry.

0*0

"Have a good night, guys." Jeff said, embracing Harry and kissing you on the cheek. You both farewelled him before being escorted into a nearby car. It didn't take long to get back to the house and finally, it was just you and him. As you hung your coat, and Harry's, on the rack by the door, you saw him walk into the living room. You followed him with curiosity and found in front of the sound system, sticking his phone in the dock. He wants to play music now? Why? There was music at his party so you were a little confused. Then, a soft tune started to echo out of the speakers. It was a song that you knew, and loved, and so did Harry. He held out his hand to you and smiled.

"May I have this dance?"

You were pleasantly surprised at his gesture yet you stepped forward and slipped your hand into his, his skin smooth and warm.

"Of course." You smiled back. Harry placed his other hand on your waist while you laid yours on his shoulder. The height difference between you made it slightly difficult to get the position right but it would have to do. Not everything in this world was perfect. Well, maybe apart from Harry.

Both of you swayed to the music as Adele's soothing voice sang lyrics that found their way straight to your heart. It lit up your soul how much of a romantic Harry was. His heart was as priceless as gold and you treasured it beyond belief. You knew that you were the luckiest girl in the world and you didn't take him for granted. His lips touched your ear as he sang softly.

"When evening shadows and the stars appear, And there is no one there to dry your tears. I could hold you for a million years, To make you feel my love."

Your eyes fluttered closed and you rested your cheek on his chest, relaxing to the beat of his heart and the sound of his voice. Moments like these you cherished as if they were dreams. You couldn't believe this was reality. You were in the arms of a man that loved you and you loved him more than you ever thought you could ever love anyone. You were so happy with Harry and you hoped he was just as happy with you.

"I could make you happy, make your dreams come true. Nothing that I wouldn't do. Go to the ends of the Earth for you, To make you feel my love."

When the song ended, it was quiet. Another song didn't start. It was complete silence in the house. But you held onto Harry tightly, waiting for him to speak.

"(Y/N), how much do you love me?"

"I love you more than anybody in the world. Why?" You asked, looking up into his eyes. A flash of anxiousness flew across his face, which baffled you. Your hands rested on his chest, twirling the cross of his necklace around your fingers.

"There's one more thing that would make my birthday the best day of my life." He said. You gulped deeply, wondering what the "one more thing" was. Harry took a deep breath and got something out of his back pocket before dropping down onto one knee. How you were still standing was beyond you. Tears attacked your eyes as you clasped your mouth with your hands, choking back sobs. He's...he's...Oh My God...! You were in shock and you had no words.

"(Y/N), I love you so much, to the moon and back, and you know that I would do anything for you. You have been there for me since the day we met and I realised that you are it for me. I want to spend forever with you, have kids with you, grow old with you. I just want you. So..." Harry spoke and opened the small black box. Inside was the most beautiful diamond ring you had ever seen. It must have cost him a mint but you didn't care right now. All you cared about was that the love of your life was proposing to you.

"Will you marry me?"

You literally couldn't speak. Your eyes were glued to the ring in the box in Harry's hand. Now, you had trouble believing this was real. Your heart was bursting and your insides were flame, all with love and desire. Harry stroked your elbow gently, a little nervous about your reaction.

"Are you OK, baby?" He asked gently. You let out a teary laugh and threw yourself at him, wrapping your arms around his neck and knocking him to the floor. You lay on top of him and took the opportunity to ravenously kiss his lips. His flavour burned through your body as his fingers clutched your hair, pulling you closer. You broke the kiss with a cry and nodded enthusiastically.

"Yes, yes, yes! A million times, yes!"

Harry's smile was the biggest one you had ever seen. You both sat up and he slipped the ring onto your finger. It was stunning, shining in the light. It was no surprise to you that tonight would end in sex but what actually surprised was how desperate your new fiancé was. You thought you were going to have it in the big bed upstairs but no. He wanted you right here, right now.

"I'm going to take you right here, my kitten." He smirked, pressing his lips to your neck. Fire already burned inside you and your sex was getting wet quite quickly. His hand cupped your face and you moaned a little when he swept his tongue along your skin. Your insides shivered as he angled his lips to yours, giving you a warm wet kiss. He practically ripped your white silk shirt from your body, along with your bra. Harry flipped you on your back and made a trail of your kisses down your torso, fondling your breasts, which sent your heart racing. You reached up and pushed his pattern shirt off him, running your hands underneath his T-shirt, also taking that off him. His tattoos were on display now. His gorgeous swallows, his large butterfly, his fluttering ferns. You leaned up and traced the left swallow with the tip of your tongue while he attacked your neck with kisses, bundling all of your hair tightly in one hand. Your lips kissed across his warm chest, feeling his muscles clench underneath your fingertips. In a rage of lust, Harry grabbed both of your hands and pinned your arms above your head, his fingers locking around both of your wrists. His luscious green gaze was on you and your chest heaved up and down, pressing your thighs together when you felt yourself getting extremely wet.

"Let's take these pants off, OK, baby?" He whispered. You nodded and raised your hips off the floor. He told you to keep your arms where they were and being a "good girl", you obeyed him. His hands found the waistband of your pants and slowly began to peel the floral material off your legs, leaving gentle kisses on the insides of your thighs. You arched your back in pleasure as he took your heels off as well, your pants being removed over your feet. It wasn't over yet though. He then took your panties off, eyeing the wetness in between your legs with desire. He crawled on top of you like an animal with a salacious smirk decorating his beautiful face. His hands found their present on your butt, squeezing your cheek tenderly. You could feel his rings on your skin, cold and cool, and you bit down on your bottom lip, waiting for him to take you.

"So beautiful. All wet for me, kitten..."

You smiled when he called you that. The next thing you heard was the clink of a belt buckle and you knew he was taking his jeans off. You watched as finally, his arousal was there. His size never frightened you. You loved the feeling of him inside you and you were aching for him. He opened you up with his slender fingers before sinking into you so effortlessly. You moaned loudly, still keeping your arms above your head as Harry clutched your butt hard.

"That's it, baby, that's it." He slurred his words, drunk on sex. It didn't take you long to reach your peak and you screamed when you let go, Harry grunting with you. The carpet was soft on your back so you knew you wouldn't get a rash from sliding up and down. He pulled your legs up around his waist to gain himself for access, one hand on your butt cheek and the other one keeping your arms where they were.

"You want more, baby?"

"Yes, I do. Please, Harry, more..." You begged, throwing your head back as another orgasm ripped through you. Your future husband filled you up perfectly, as if you two were made for each other. It felt so good. The motion of him pounding in and out was beyond incredible. You could do this forever and since you were going to marry him, it seemed like you would.

The concept of time was lost so you had no idea how long you had been making love for when Harry collapsed on you, sweat clinging to his skin. You breathed deeply, running your fingers through his short curls. No matter how quick or slow you had sex, both of you were always out of breath by the end. Rough or gentle, kinky or tender, it always felt like running a marathon. Yet, you could do it all the time because the sensation was too good to say no to.

"Wow. What's sex going to be like after we get married?" You asked. Harry raised his head and kissed your jawline softly.

"Even better, kitten."

You knew right then that you had chosen the right man to spend forever with.

Any feedback would be appreciated, my loves!! I'm always looking to improve my writing.

All the love

Olivia xx

[geneshaven]

Behind The Glass

Oliver was unconsciously rubbing his fore finger against his thumb as he sat waiting for the guard to bring Felicity into the room behind the glass. His mouth was dry and he was thinking of asking for some water. But he stayed still in his chair, watching the door in which she will come through.

Oliver knew that the coming conversation was being monitored by the Feds. But he was done talking in code. He was done hiding things and living with the possibility that at any moment his secret could be revealed. If anybody should be behind that glass window if front of him, it was Oliver. He put all this in motion when he came back from the island with his anger and singular purpose. John, and now Felicity, lives had gone through such drastic changes once they came into Oliver’s orbit, and he owed both of them his very life. There were times when that was literal. It was what family did for one another. And Oliver would not change a thing that the three of them had been through together these last five years. It was a foundation, a pillar of strength and trust and love.

When the NSA agent contacted the Mayor’s office yesterday, Oliver, ironically, was away on Green Arrow business. Lance had received the call and afterwards contacted Oliver on the private coms channel that all of Team Arrow and those on his private staff wore. Lance told him that the National Security Agency was coming to Star City to arrest Felicity. As always with Federal government agencies, they would not offer up any detailed information on the charges against her, but Oliver already knew what was coming, and why.

He had found out about Helix and the Pandora Files through the most unlikely source. Last week, he was in his office prepping for a budget meeting when his secretary told him he had a visitor. And then Rory came through the door. Nobody had seen or heard from him since he left the Team after the Russia mission. It had been months without a word. When he suddenly showed up in Star City and came to Oliver; he was a welcome presence, but a man who was carrying a heavy burden. Actually, it was two burdens he brought to Oliver. One was Havenrock. That was a weight Rory was going to carry for the rest of his life. And again, it was Felicity who had shined her light on the guy, giving him the strength and conviction and love to find a way to live with the aftermath. But the second burden he carried was knowing how far Felicity had fallen and the guilt he had for not keeping their promise to one another to not let the other be consumed by their guilt and darkness. Rory came to Oliver’s office that day last week with redemption, for himself and for Felicity.

Oliver was startled out of his memories by the door opening and seeing Felicity being led in to the little chair opposite Oliver behind the glass. Anger flashed through Oliver for a couple seconds when he saw that they had Felicity in leg chains and her hands cuffed at her waist. The sight sent a surge of adrenalin through him, the same kind that made him such a lethal weapon. But he checked himself, because he had finally learned how to live in balance being the Green Arrow and Oliver Queen. Another thing he owed his life to Felicity for.

Felicity sat down and took the phone out of the cradle mounted on the wall beside her. She pressed it to her ear and waited for Oliver to talk to her. The second thing Oliver noticed about her was how drained and tired she looked. She also had a despondent look in her eyes, and without her usual beautiful make-up, the dark bags under those eyes seemed to lack the spark she usually gave to people, especially those closest to her. Oliver’s heart lurched in his chest at the sight.

He picked up his phone and spoke first. “Felicity, I am going to get them to take you out of those chains and...”

“Oliver…” she stopped him. “I’m…I’m so sorry. I should have come to you after I met Helix in that park with Rory.” She had locked her eyes on Oliver with the same intensity and love he had given to her all these years. “Do you…do you hate me now?”

Oliver wanted to bust through the glass and take hold of her. He wanted to instinctively protect her and make her feel safe. The distance between them over the last year was an abyss that had swallowed Oliver. After Darke and the months that followed, the aftermath of his lies and betrayals continued to push him closer to the edge of that abyss, and he felt helpless as Felicity pulled further away from him.

“Felicity, I will never hate you. I will always be here for you. I told you, it’s a mortal lock. It doesn’t matter what is happening right now, I will always be the hero you have made me. What I do know for sure is…you’re actions these past few months are why we defeated Prometheus. It’s why this city owes you everything.” Oliver paused in his monologue. He looked so deeply into Felicity’s eyes and remembered how easy it was and still is, to get lost in them. “Felicity,” Oliver went on. “I’m proud of you. The sacrifice you gave the Team…the whole city…was amazing. This bullshit charge against you, I swear, is going to disappear when I let everybody know that you are a hero.”

Felicity lowered head, breaking eye contact with Oliver. She pulled the phone away from her ear, thinking that Oliver would not be able to hear her cry on his side of the glass.

But Oliver did hear. And he was listening. “Felicity,” he quietly spoke into the phone. “I love you…with everything in me.”

Felicity did not hear him say this. She had put her phone down, to compose herself before telling Oliver how much she loved him.

The distance between Oliver and Felicity finally shorten to just the thickness of the glass separating them.

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[shitmyghostdoes]

Thursday, October 19th

Hi everybody!!
 You know I said the party yesterday would be crazy? Well, it was. Not in the standard way a university party is crazy. No, yesterday was about as crazy as something only my room mates would be able to achieve. So I got downstairs when the party was about to start according to the invitations Vince slid under everybody’s doors a few days ago, only to find that there were candles everywhere. Literally everywhere. Like no electric lights on but the rooms were still like, light as day. They played some weird violin music or whatever, and Carla was wearing a very strange very old fashioned dress. Everyone else just wore their usual attire - I mean, Vince always looks a bit old-fashioned, and he and Carla made it look like there was some dress code us others had missed out on. I mean, they both seemed a bit bitter that no one else was dressed up, so perhaps we had missed out… Idk guys. Anyhow. We sat down to eat, Vince once again saying something about having eaten two hundred years ago and still being full, but letting us all know that this was a perfect replica of a meal he was served at a ball in 1813, where he was supposed to have met Lord Byron. That guy is so into this early 19th century stuff, you don’t understand!! Like when he talks like that one almost believes that he has been to a ball with Byron!! I guess us others were a bit embarrassed about having missed out on the theme party thing, but really he could have written something about it on the invitations.

This was what was served for dinner either way: (Vince thankfully explained what everything was, I would have no idea if that wasn’t the case)

Soup with like pudding rice, powdered almonds, bacon, anchovies and cream which was… Pretty gross. Like it was just like… Idk felt like something you would feed very small starving children? A ragu with slow roasted veal, hard boiled egg yolks, mushrooms, meatballs and sweet breads, which was much better than the soup! Like must ask for the recipe for this one guys!

Some kind of bird… Like very big, garnished with crayfish, olives and truffles. I feel it was a bit over kill with like all this food for… six people? And Vince doesn’t even eat idk what’s up with that I’m a bit worried about him but that’s a story for another day. So it’s like four people and Edward who is mostly poking his food around. But it was a very good bird. Whatever kind of bird it was.

Then there was some kind of stew with fish and lemon and like.., lots of vinegar. Without the vinegar it would be like eatable but now it was like…

Then finally it was time for desert. So much food guys you don’t understand, so I was happy desert was like some kind of sorbet like icecream that tasted of like.. oranges I think? But also a bit like perfume. Very strange, but I must say, he really put his soul into getting the food to match the theme of the party.

Then it was time to dance! At least according to Carla who was the only one who had understood it was a theme party. And you know Vince really knows how to dance like people do in like a Jane Austen movie. Carla didn’t really. Vince seemed to get a bit annoyed with that and told her that she will never get married if she can’t dance. Carla seemingly got super annoyed by that. I mean I for one think it might be a bit awkward to have some dance party when there’s only six people at the party in question, but it was even more awkward with two people dancing so I sort of asked Cormac if he wanted to dance? But like I can’t Jane Austen dance so it was more waltz like which Vince proclaimed to be ”very inappropriate” and also ”it’s vulgar get your hands of each other” and so that was that.

Then all the candles had started to burn down which made the room turn very dark very quickly and then Vince was like: ”So that’s that thanks for the party everybody see you later” and just disappeared. Like literally, one second there, the next gone. I have no idea how he pulled off that trick. ”Come back and help us clean you bastard!!” Carla shouted but Vince was gone so we all had to clean up alone. Edward said it was fine because it’s his birthday. No one agreed.

So yeah that was my first weird party with these guys! I actually had a great time and can’t wait to attend more of these weird gatherings. Hope you had a fun night last night guys! Take care! - James P.s: There are lots of left overs left if anyone is in the area and wants free weird food. Underline free every student likes three food yeah? P.s. 2: Update on the Vince just went invisible and disappeared thing: Today I got home and Edward was like… making out with himself in the living room? Like have you seen Sense8? With Will and Riley who are like making out but no one can see Riley? Yeah it was just like that. Like luckily I have seen Sense8 otherwise I would have been so weirded out… Anyhow Edward saw me and stopped whatever it is he was doing to scream ”WHY DO YOU ALWAYS DO THIS I DON’T FIND IT VERY HUMOROUS” to the empty air in front of him. I hope Vince will come back soon it can’t be easy to be invisible.

P.s. 3: I really hope Vince understand how hypocritical it is to call someone vulgar for dancing and then be like making out with someone in like the living room where anybody can walk in. It’s much more vulgar. Even if one is invisible.