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I don’t care if I get hurt, I will protect you with all of my might no matter the cost.

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Starters | Kidnapped

“Hey there, sleeping beauty. You been out for a while.” 

“Shut up, stop fucking screaming!” 

“Oh, you want to fight me? That’s cute.” 

“Come on, you can take a hit better than that, can’t you?” 

“Fuck, stay down, would you?” 

“Don’t squirm so much, you’re going to hurt yourself and piss me off.” 

“You’ve got five seconds to get down on the ground again, or I’ll shoot.” 

“You need both legs to run, why don’t I break one?” 

“See, if you’d cooperated, I wouldn’t have had to hurt you.” 

“Easy, sweetheart. The barrel of the gun is cold, isn’t it?” 

“Open your mouth before I choke you with the gag, instead.” 

“Can’t see a thing, can you?” 

“Well, look who finally came around. Don’t bother looking around, you have no idea where we are.” 

“Such a pretty face, it’d be a shame to mess it up.” 

“I think you look pretty cute with a bloody lip. Don’t make me do it again.” 

“I’m prepared to keep you as long as I need to. Until I get what I want, you’re mine.”

“Listen, I’m what stands between you and death, so I suggest you give me some fuckin’ respect.”

“No one’s gonna came save you.” 

“I’ve been watching you for a while. This was almost easy.” 

“What’s a pretty thing like you doing out here by yourself?”

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Woah. Hey there, Tumblr.  I haven’t been on here since last year. 

 We up in here now though.   

COME AT ME. 

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send “grip” to grip my muse’s jaw in your muse’s hand

Romantic, platonic or threatening it is up to you!

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i’m this close to taking you over my knee.

    The playful banter and teasing between the two of them had reached an all-time high. Felicity was doing anything she possibly could to tease him while they were out to dinner with John and Lyla; a small touch on his thigh here and there seemed to really get Oliver going. 

      There was one time in particular when she slid her hand up underneath the table, just short of her main goal before pulling her hand away. The look on Oliver’s face said it all when she glanced over at him. A small grin formed on her face just as he leaned over to whisper in her ear. “I’m this close to taking you over my knee.” 

      Oh. 

      “Well then, I guess you better skip dessert then. There’s plenty of that for you later,” Felicity quipped back at him quietly, just low enough so he could hear. 

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    After months of hiding out and being under A.R.G.U.S. protection, it was quite a change to have Oliver back home. Felicity and William had grown so accustomed to their new lives and identities that going back to how things were before seemed to be a bit of a bumpy road. 

     When Oliver was in supermax, Felicity would wake up from William having nightmares and crying out in his sleep. The fact that William had lost not only his mother but his father, too, in less than a year plagued his thoughts and dreams at night. Most of the times when William would wake up, the two of them would go out to the kitchen, eat a bowl of ice cream together and then he would go back to bed. 

      Meanwhile, Felicity felt helpless. She felt like she could do so much more. Definitely more than being some waitress at a diner. But with the FBI still hanging around in search for Diaz and Oliver in prison, there wasn’t much that she could do. She had to sit and wait. 

    Now, it had been close to three weeks since Oliver had been home. It still felt surreal to her. Her husband was finally home. The tips of her hair were slowly fading from that pastel pink back to the blonde she had grown accustomed to over the past six years and it felt so good to be back in front of a computer again. 

  Hearing the door to the newly renovated bunker open, Felicity swiveled in her chair to look at him. “Hey.” 

@theshootingarrow // plotted starter

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Did you make your icons? They are gorgeous!

I WISH I HAD THIS MUCH TALENT. 

My lovely friend @writteninthestcrs /  @wolventm makes all of my icons! They are super wonderful and I recommend them to anyone who needs icons done! 

imma post a few more that i have just for reference. c:

 which also, hey, go check out my ELENA GILBERT blog, too. <3 

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How would you react if you ran into doppelgangers of Team Arrow but they were like, Victorian era pirates?

     The question takes the blonde off-guard and she’s not quite sure how to answer it. It’s not like she had ever thought of the chance of that ever happening. But now that she was thinking about it, the first thing that pops into her head is Pirates of Penzance. The sheer fact that she had seen the two-act opera multiple times stirs the thoughts along in her brain. 

I am the very model of a modern Major-GeneralI’ve information vegetable, animal, and mineralI know the kings of England, and I quote the fights historicalFrom Marathon to Waterloo, in order categorical

I’m very well acquainted, too, with matters mathematicalI understand equations, both the simple and quadraticalAbout binomial theorem I am teeming with a lot o’ newsWith many cheerful facts about the square of the hypotenuse….

   Snapping back to focus, Felicity couldn’t help but chuckle at the thought of John and Oliver running around in tights and singing dressed up as pirates. “I’m uh– I’m not entirely sure if I could keep it together long enough. Just thinking of them in pirate outfits is enough.” 

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What did the villain say to the traffic light? Oh no, it's the green arrow!

   A fit of laughter came over the blonde as she had to pause to wipe the tears that were coming from her eyes due to laughing so hard. “Oh my god. I can’t–” More laughter. “–I can’t breathe.” 

   By the time Felicity manages to compose herself, it lasts for about five seconds before her laughter bubbles up through her lips once more. “Oliver would never appreciate this as much as I do right now. I hope you know that.” 

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 infernally-cold‌:

@ctrlaltblonde || plotted for a starter <3

       “Sometimes I wonder if you love that keyboard more than me,” Lucifer joked, walking over to Felicity and wrapping his arms over her shoulders from behind. He leaned his chin against her shoulder, watching her type away. “I know we are HACKTIVISTS and all, but sometimes it feels like I’m the side chick.” After speaking, he grinned a kiss into her cheek.

    Fingers pause through the middle of her coding as she felt a playful smile pull at the corners of her lips. “Oh, trust me,” she mused as her fingers continued to clack against the keys, the playful banter never ceasing for a second,  “--there’s no denying that this keyboard gets way more action than you do.”

     Feeling his arms wrap over her shoulders coupled with the small kiss to her cheek made her stop completely, shifting enough to where she could spin the chair around to face him without hitting him. “You know, I can always TAKE A BREAK when it comes to you.” Her hand snaked up and cupped the side of his face before clasping around the back of his neck to pull his lips down to hers, a content hum leaving her throat from the connection. 

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Oh, hey there. 

Work has been crazy busy because of the new iPhone launch. I’ve been working 10 hour days almost every single day since last month and I’ve been super tired. BUT. I’m here working on things!  I owe a handful of starters and a couple replies as well. I’m going to add them all to my queue and then post them after they are all done periodically. <3 

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send “your shirt..” for my muse’s reaction to being shot from behind and seeing the blood on your muse.

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Protection from danger memes

“If they touch you, I’ll kill them.” “If they want to hurt you, they’ll have to go through me first.” “Do you want to die? No? Then back off.” “Get behind me. I’ll deal with this.” “You’re safe while I’m with you, okay? That’s why I can’t leave.” “I can only hold them off for so long! Go!” “Don’t worry about me, worry about yourself! I’ve got this!” “Do you want to kick their ass, or shall I?” “Anyone that lays a hand on you will face my wrath.”

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Send ‘I don’t feel so good’ for my muse’s reaction to yours suddenly fading away in front of them.

Send ‘What’s happening?!’ For the reverse.

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musingsource :

suggestive starters meme ( nsfw )

why don’t you make me?

i like you better on your knees.

i can think of a few ways to shut you up.

i wonder if you’re as loud in bed as your are everywhere else.

try and stop me.

is that a complaint i hear?

i hope you’re not too fond of that shirt.

why are you siting over there? there’s a perfectly good lap right here.

i thought you liked it when i was bossy.

are you saying this doesn’t turn you on?

i can tell you’re hot and bothered from all the way over here.

i hope you don’t plan on walking much tomorrow.

you’re not the boss of me.

you’re hot when you’re angry.

don’t make me come over there.

i’m this close to taking you over my knee.

you’re being an awfully bad boy/girl.

you know you want it.

you sure talk a big game… but can you live up to it?

i’m not sure you could handle me.

is that a challenge?

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Send “Yank!” For My Muse’s reaction to being pulled over into Your Muse’s lap..

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(insp.)