Lover of all that are stories. I write a lot of poetry. I love music that makes you feel something, which is why my fan-fiction suggest songs. I am a fan of many pieces of work too many to count. I take requests. I leave you with the wise words of Ellen Degeneres, be kind to one another.
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The One
I never thought I would meet a man
Who makes me feel the way that you do
You got me smiling in my bed
Waking up with the thought of you
Still wrapped in my head
From your gentle heart
That’s instinct is always to protect
To you kind green blue eyes
That can reach into mine
And see the depths of my soul
Even your strong arms
That never fail to hold me close
Whenever I need them most
I want to explore your mind
Every dark or happy thought
You have ever dared to comprehend
Is something that I now want to attend
Give me a front row seat
And I’ll give you a key to mine
That’s not something I give so easily
If given to the wrong man
It can transform into a match
Setting fire to the beauty that used to be me
You’ve already broken down the walls
Of my usually thick shell
Making me realize it was never a key
Simple a door only fit for one man
I just needed the right one to walk through
The one who makes me drunk off a kiss
The one who pulls my hair and bites my neck
The one who looks at me
As if this face is all he needs
The one who makes me crave things
That I never knew I needed
I want to feel every inch of your body
Eventually pressing you close to mine
Leaving no space between us
Barely enough for us to breathe
I yearn for the silence
Where all you can hear is
The steady rhythm your body makes against mine
Your hot breath telling secrets in my ear
For only the two of us to hear
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Understanding Climate Change
I have a degree in environmental science and am currently an Environmental Chemist. I want to give you some information regarding people causing climate change. Carbon dioxide is just one greenhouse gas that warms the earth. There are two different types of carbon being released into the atmosphere, radioactive and non radioactive. Anything on the earth's surface including plants, animals and humans have both types we release just by breathing. What doesn’t is fossil fuel, which has very little to no radioactive carbon. Radioactive carbon breaks down over time because it consists of dead organic matter (animals/plants) buried in the ground. Scientists have taken air samples and found that there are far more non radioactive carbon than radioactive carbon in the atmosphere. Therefore, showing evidence that humans have a significant impact on climate change by burning fossil fuels, which is just one example of greenhouse gas emissions.
Scientists are not sure what exactly this means for the earth, because this drastic temperature increase is new to us only starting less than a century ago about the same time we started burning so many fossil fuels. I highly doubt that is a coincidence. We are already seeing changes happening like rising sea levels, more extreme weather events and the extinction of species. The people that are advocating for climate change don’t want it to happen and scientists are constantly looking for evidence to prove this wrong, but have come up with no flaws in the data. Thats where extremists come in to try to get people to care.
I have chosen not to deny the facts or be manipulated by oil/coal corporations that fund some political figures profiting off of the ignorance of the people. The IPCC just released a report in October saying that we only have a few decades to drastically limit our fossil fuels emissions to avoid climate change catastrophe. This isn’t something that should be debated. The facts are clear. The thing is we can ALL do something about it! Everyone can help in some way by simply making a few life changes by limiting your carbon footprint and consuming less.
Sources:
http://report.ipcc.ch/sr15/pdf/sr15_headline_statements.pdf - IPCC October Report.
https://docs.google.com/document/d/1T5B0pt-OoWijn7c_qW1UEXpFTv8JkGq1I5In40ug5Ao/edit - This is a great podcast by Science Vs about climate change in general that has all thier information cited.
https://climate.nasa.gov/evidence/ - This is a graph showing the carbon dioxide emissions in the last 650,000 years.
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Don’t Stress, Love Yourself
I always question myself I am being too picky Should I give it more time Maybe he’ll change But I need to listen to my gut Enough is enough So many women stay with a man That doesn’t quite fit Afraid to be alone Don’t shy away from Learning about yourself Love yourself And feel like you are enough If you do the things you love You’ll find a partner Who wants to do the same Don’t settle for a man Who isn’t your equal Save your heart For the man who Sweeps you off your feet When you least expect it In the meantime don’t stress Or search Just be the you You always knew you could be The rest will come
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Calling all Karamel fans!!
There’s a poll on the S3 finale to see if fans thought the ending for Mon-El and Kara was truly a “satisfying conclusion”.
You have to have a Twitter acct, but if you’re on Twitter, consider retweeting to show that Karamel and Mon-El deserved better. She has the official accounts mentioned so maybe if enough ppl “vote” they’ll see. Never know.
I’m going to @ some of the positive Karamels I’ve seen in hopes of signal boosting this. While I have you @‘d THANK YOU for being positive beams of light for this Karamel fan. 🤗🙃
@emarasmoak @karadavers @platonic-circumstances @msclockwatcher @karamelmondaes @karamelshakes @christophrrcwood @clnriswood
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Bellarke First kiss
Description: This is how I hope their first kiss will go down. I based it off of real possibilities based on the episodes so far this season and some teases from the cast & crew.
Clarke says to the room filled with Octavia and a few of her people, Bellamy and his space crew and Madi clung to her side staring at Octavia in admiration, “Eden is Madi and I’s home, there isn’t anywhere else we can survive. I am not handing it over to them, but I am not going to get ourselves killed either. We need to find a way to reason with them to share the land. There are only so many humans left on earth do we really want to risk extinction?” Bellamy looks at her nodding in agreement, but Octavia however is not pleased. She has the same emotionless expression on her face, but anger is slowing beginning to show she replies, “No the only way to ensure that our people survive is to take it back. They show no hesitation to fire missiles against us, we have to be willing to go to war or we are all dead.” Bellamy moves toward Octavia causing some of her people to tighten their grips on their guns. He stops his movement and speaks instead, “Octavia, Clarkes’ right-” She help up a hand and cut him off, “Stop we are leaving at nightfall, so they can’t see us. Only the strong can handle the journey, so if you aren’t up for it big brother, maybe you should stay behind.” With that she walks out the room followed by the rest of her people. Indra, however, stays behind and walks over to Clarke. She tells her in a low voice, “Please, try to reason with her. She won’t listen to me.” She looks to Bellamy whose eyes are still fixated on Clarke and continues, “Both of you.” He gives Indra a nod still looking to Clarke as Indra leaves to follow Octavia. Clarke then walks over to Bellamy grabbing Madi’s hand to pull her with. She says to him, “I’ll talk to her, but I’m guessing you are the only one that can get through to her.” She half smiles at him, but it quickly fades into a frown as she glances towards Echo standing too close behind him. Her face sinks, but she forces a smile before looking at Bellamy again giving him a nod and walks out pulling Madi along with.
Bellamy turns around almost forgetting Echo was right behind him forcing a slight jump in his body only noticeable by him. The rest of his crew walk out behind Clarke, but Echo stays with Bellamy. She sighs and says, “I know we said things weren’t going to change when we got down to the ground, but you also said that before you knew Clarke was alive.” He looked stunned for a moment and replies, “Why would that change anything for us?” She shakes her head as a pity smile grows on her face and answers, “Bellamy, I see the way you look at her.” He shakes his head, but she doesn’t let him respond, “It’s okay, we knew things would be difficult with Octavia, but now that Clarke is alive… She has always been your top priority whether you know it or not.” He still looks confused, but doesn’t have the words to disagree with her. She laughs and looks down at his feet for a second. She looks back up at his confused face, places her hand on one cheek and plants a kiss on the other. She says, “I do love you, Bellamy, but I need someone who can make me a priority. I will always fight with you no matter what.” With that she leaves the room leaving him to figure out what just happened. He starts to think about what she said and whether or not it has any truth to it. He stumbles outside lost in thought as Madi approaches him and says, “Have you seen Octavia?” He gives a shake of his head to bring himself into reality and replies, “No, what’s your obsession with Octavia anyways?” He smiles at her with curiosity. She replies, “Clarke told me stories, she's my favorite. She’s so strong and brave I want to be just like her.” He laughs and replies, “She is one of the strongest people I know, but you must be careful Madi she’s not the same person in the stories Clarke told you.” She says, “Yeah, no offense to you or anything. Although I think you are Clarke’s favorite.” He is taken aback and says, “Clarke doesn’t have a favorite, she cares for us all.” She makes a tut noise and gives him a look as if to say ‘oh, please’ and says, “Then how come she radioed you everyday for six years?” He looks stunned and replies, “She did what?” Madi unsure if she was suppose to share that information said, “Clarke didn’t tell you? I mean how could you not know how she feels? The way she talked about you made it seem like you were more than just friends. I mean she drew all those picture of you too.” Bellamy stunned by the information replies, “What?” Madi really thinking she shared too much now says, “I’m going to go find Octavia now, bye!” She runs off around the corner leaving Bellamy to figure out the pieces of the puzzle that have been in front of him for years. He is lost in thought going over each interaction he has had with Clarke. Thinking about the moment he left her on Earth and the heartache he has never felt before when he thought she was dead. Echo was right the connection they have is strong. He thinks to himself, now the question is Bellamy, what are you going to do about it?
He notices his feet are moving him somewhere, but they have to specific path he turns a corner and runs directly into Clarke. They both laugh quietly and she moves to go around him, but he grabs her arm to keep her there. She is confused by the intensity in his face and says to him, “What is it?” He replies so sincerely, “Why didn’t you tell me you talked to me everyday over those six years?” Color starts to spread across her cheeks embarrassed that he knows. She shakes her head looking away, “I had to. You were the only thing keeping me sane. Reminding me of who I am.” She looks into his intense eyes, but looks away quickly and says before he can reply, “It doesn’t matter though. You’re with Echo.” He touches the bottom of her chin with his finger and pulls her head up to meet her eyes with his own and says, “Even she can see the the connection we have.” Her eyebrows furrow from the words coming out of his mouth. He continues, “Clarke I knew from the moment you stopped me from opening the door to the dropship that you were trouble.” He smiles at her and she finally smiles in return at the thought. He says, “When I thought you were dead, that was a pain I didn’t even know I could feel, but I had to be strong to survive. I had to find love to attempt be happy, but now that you’re alive it’s impossible to be with anyone else. It wouldn’t be fair to her.” Her face turns serious again and she looks away from him unable to look him in the eyes when she says, “We can’t, Bellamy. We just don’t make sense. We don’t always see eye to eye.” He shakes his head looking up at the sky briefly, but then looks at her with loving frustration placing a hand on her cheek as his fingers tangle in her hair to pull her gaze back to his and says, “Dammit Clarke, for once can you think with your heart! What is your heart telling you?” She looks at him unsure if she should let her heart have a say after it’s been broken so many times. The silence is unbearable for Bellamy he looks at her hoping she feels the same when she finally replies, “Same as yours.” A smile grows on his gorgeous face as he wraps her up in his arms spinning her around once. She giggles into his neck with her arms wrapped around his neck. When he puts her back on the ground his face is back to that same intensity as before but with a slight sadness and says, “I can’t lose you again.” She grabs onto his face with both of her hands pulling herself closer to him and says, “You never have to go through that again. If I’ve learned anything it’s that you can’t get rid of me that easy.” He laughs reluctantly and says, “That’s not funny.” He is suddenly very aware of her hands pulling slightly on his long hair as if trying to inch closer to him. He places his hands on the small of her back causing a shiver to run through her body. Her eyes dart from his eyes to his lips. He wets them in response and looks at hers as she bits her own. He says in a quiet raspy voice, “You have no idea how long I’ve waited for you.” She smiles and replies, “I think I have a pretty good idea.” He has had enough of the distance between them and pulls her towards him as their lips finally meet, electricity surging through them from the touch. Madi pops around the corner not surprised at all by what is happening and says, “I told you, you’re her favorite.” They break apart to turn and look at Madi. They both laugh as their foreheads gravitate towards each other sinking into each others touch. Madi continues, “Come on love birds Octavia wants to speak to you both.” Bellamy takes one of Clarke’s hands in his and they turn to follow Madi as they give each other a smile and Clarke leans into his arm. He places a kiss on the top of her head and whispers “The head and the heart.” She smiles placing a kiss on his cheek and says back, “The head and the heart.”
#the100#bellarke#bellamy blake#clarke griffin#bellamy and clarke#the100 season 5#bellarke kiss#bellarke fanfiction#the100 fanfiction
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Their faces when they look at each other. How emotional they get when they hug that they have to close their eyes. Season 5 is our season Bellarke shippers!
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Bellarke Hug 5x04 FanFic
Description: Starting from the end of 5x03 when Charmaine says to Bellamy, “283 people for 1. She must be important to you.” Bellamy responding, “She is.” There is said to be a Bellarke hug in 5.04 this is what I’d like to happen. I was inspired by some of @cityofthefeels tweets. I highly recommend their reactions on YouTube (drowninginfandomfeels)! If you’re a Bellarke shipper you’ll like this. Reading this is a perfect way to get ready for the episode tomorrow! Hope you enjoy :)
Clarke is looking at Bellamy with such awe that he is actually here, standing in front of her and of course saving her life for the hundredth time. Back on the ground where he belongs. She can’t take her eyes off of him, afraid that she has hallucinated him from the pain radiating around her neck. She can barely lift her head to get a better look at him, but that deep strong voice is unmistakable. A sudden rush of heat flows to her chest when she hears him say how important she is to him. The feelings she is getting right now isn’t surprising to her at all. 6 years apart from this man has made her realize without a doubt that she loves him. She starts to push herself up to stand, but is pushed back down by McCreary giving her a threatening look as if he is going to shock the collar clasped around her neck again. Charmaine simply puts a hand up telling him to stop and he reluctantly puts the trigger away with a look of annoyance on his face, but can’t help himself to give her a kick in the side forcing her to sit upward with a yelp of pain.
Bellamy starts to make his way over to Clarke, but is stopped by Charmaine’s hand pressed to his chest. He looks down at it and pushes it off gently. He looks at her with anger starting to spread across his face and says firmly, “If you don’t mind I haven’t seen her in 6 years.” Charmaine doesn’t move her position as she studies his face unsure if she can trust him. She isn’t exactly sure what to do yet with this new information. She says to him, “I think you can wait a bit longer than. If we are going to make a deal I first need to know if you came armed or not.” She motions to one of her men by jerking her head to towards Bellamy. The prisoner obeyed and came over to start patting Bellamy down. To his surprise he found nothing. He looked at Charmaine and gave a nod. She told McCreary and him, “Take these two in there.” Pointing to the building where they were just interrogating Clarke. She added, “Tie them up and don’t let them talk to each other until I figure out what to do. If they disobey keep the collar on her and give her a lethal shock.” Clarke’s eyes widen and Bellamy looks like he’s trying very hard to keep his mouth shut.
The two prisoners tie them up in Chairs facing each other almost to taunt them into talking to each other just so McCreary can pull that trigger. Bellamy is too clever though. McCreary tells the other one, “I’ve got it from here.” The other prisoner leaves out the door to join the others. Bellamy looks to McCreary now and says, “She has you on a short leash, doesn’t she?” He turns to Bellamy holding up the trigger to Clarke’s collar and said, “What did you say to me?” Bellamy chuckles for only a second and said, “That’s why you told him to leave, right?” He walks slowly over to Bellamy with a mixed look of confusion and anger. Bellamy unintimidated continues, “You don’t want her to find out if you do something to us you weren’t told to, do you?” He pauses for a second then continues, “Just admit it, you’re her little bitch with a gun, aren’t you?” Now he is right in front of Bellamy looking down at him, nostrils flaring in anger and punches him straight across the mouth. Causing Clarke’s stomach to drop as she subtly tries to get herself free. Bellamy licks his lips and tastes the blood now covering some of his teeth. He forces a laugh and turns back to McCreary whose face is directly in front of his now, but Bellamy doesn’t back down he keeps the crazed smile on his face. McCreary starts to say as he holds up the trigger, “One more word out of you and she’s de-” Bellamy has had enough. He headbutts McCreary right in the dome causing him to stagger back a couple feet in pain. Before he can react Bellamy stands up extending the chair back behind him and swings himself around striking McCreary in his temple. He falls back into Clarke who is now free of her bindings and uses them to strangle him. She stops as soon as he passes out thinking it’s best not to kill him, yet. Now it is just the two of them breathing heavily in a room together. Finally alone after 6 years.
Song suggestion: In My Veins - feat. Erin Mccarley by Andrew Belle
Bellamy pulls apart his hands breaking the rope to get free. As the rope snaps he gives a soft grunt from the force. His hands are finally free. He bends down quickly to find a key in McCreary’s pocket. He walks over to Clarke and unlocks the collar from her neck. She chucks it on the floor with one hand as the other rubs her neck. That is soon met by Bellamy’s hand gently placing his on her cheek surveying her neck for any lasting injuries while his thumb strokes her jawline. She looks at him and says, “Thanks.” He ignores her and says with such intensity, “I thought you were dead.” He looks ashamed of himself refusing to meet her eyes. He continues, “I should have never left you.” As his hand drops down at his side not finding any serious damages. She grabs his face with both hands forcing him to look at her and says, “Stop, I’m alive. You can’t get rid of me that easy.” She smiles at him, but it quickly fades. He isn’t convinced as he looks back down at his feet and replies, “I should have found a way back down sooner.” She shakes her head, “No, you used your head instead of your heart just like I told you to. We survived.” He said back with his deep voice finally looking at her, “I had no choice, I left my heart here.” Clarke’s heart melted at his words feeling a fire burning in her chest. Tears start to form in his eyes as he adds choking on the words, “I can’t.. lose you.. again.” She looks at him realizing what the pain of losing her has done to him. She grabs onto his cheek her fingers slightly pulling his now longer hair and says as she pulls his forehead to hers locking their eyes, “You won’t.” She wraps both arms around his neck as he collapses into her arms holding her tight around the waist. His lips are pressed to the spot between her neck and shoulder. He breathes her in and she does the same. They steady each other as a single tear of his finds a place on her warm skin causing a wave of sensation through her body. In response she uses one of her hands to tangle it in his curly black hair. Slowly massaging his head trying to comfort him. He gives an involuntary mmm that sends shivers down her spine. Both of them now feeling a warmness radiating throughout their bodies from their chests. They break to look each other in the eyes as a gravitational pull starts to pull their lips towards each other, but are suddenly interrupted by Charmaine swinging the door open.
She looks down at McCreary then to Bellamy and Clarke still wrapped up in each other. Before she can say anything Bellamy reassures her, “Don’t worry he’s alive, just knocked out.” She shakes her head in disappointment, “Can’t trust McCreary to do anything right.” She looks at Bellamy and says, “You come with me. We’ve come to a decision.” She grabs a prisoner behind her by the scruff of his neck and throws him in the room and gives him an order, “You wake McCreary up and tell him to get her tied up again.” Bellamy looks to Clarke again and says, “If I never see you again-” She stops him and says, “You will, but a little luck never hurts.” She pulls him towards her with her hand that is still tangled in his hair. Their hot lips press together gently at first, but then turn hungry. He moves his head to the other side of her nose to get a better angle. Their lips move against each other effortlessly with the occasional wrestle of each other’s tongues. He lifts her up with his strong arms to pull her closer. She in response wraps her legs around his waist aching for the space between them to disappear. His hands are holding her up by her thighs since he only needs one he moves one to support her behind and the other slips it’s way up her back to grab onto her neck pulling on her cute short hair. Charmaine impatient says, “Alright, that’s enough.” Bellamy reluctantly pulls himself away from her and sets her back down as she slides down his front without losing eye contact and says breathlessly to her, “I like the hair by the way.” He smiles at her and backs out of the room still looking at her. He says before he walks out the door, “I’ll come back for you.” She replies with such confidence after him, “You always do.” She looks out the door after him. McCreary is awake now and swearing under his breath. He moves her numb body into a chair, tying her hands behind her back. She doesn’t refuse, just looks at the door still tingling and confident in Bellamy’s abilities to get them out of this.
#the100#the100season5#bellarke#drowninginfandomfeels#cityofthefeels#bellarke hug#bellamy and clarke#the 100#the 100 5x04
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I miss them so much. The way they look at each other is full of such undeniable love. They can ignore it all the want. In the end it’ll be no use. They will always find their way back to each other.
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What a power couple.
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This is amazing 😍
(requested by anonymous)
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The writers need to put them back together already.
#Mon-El’s smile when Kara is adorably excited about future tech (x)
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Kara & Mon-El
Description: This is fan-fiction that I wrote inspired by the promo released for Supergirl’s return on April 16th. Mon-El saving Kara in his new red and blue hero suit. A very sweet and tender moment between them getting back together. I borrowed a line from The 100′s Bellarke. Hope you enjoy!
Kara wakes trapped in some sort of clear glass container in the shape of a human not much bigger than herself. She takes a deep breath trying to calm herself down and tries to focus on her surroundings to find a way out. She is dizzy and can’t seem to focus on much. A cold sweat has formed on her forehead telling her she has definitely been drugged with something. She passes out again as her head knocks hard enough for a red mark to appear smack dab in the middle of her forehead. When she wakes again a middle aged blonde women is in her face, but now she is comforted by the glass container keeping her away from the stranger. The stranger takes on an evil laugh as she puts up the visor of her face shield while she puts aside whatever dangerous chemicals she was adding together. She turns to face Kara saying, “Ah the famous Supergirl is awake.” In a cheerful tune, but then quickly turns to a flat emotionless face adding, “Just in time for you to die.” Kara weakly asks, “Why.. are you.. doing this? What do you.. want?” She laughs again that sends shivers down Kara’s spine. The stranger replies, “Oh but it’s so much more fun if you don’t know why. There’s nothing you could offer me that I would want.” She must be done with what she was doing because she is now walking slowly over to Kara holding a syringe full of some kind of green liquid. She places it carefully into a IV that is hooked to a tube that Kara realizes is attached to her. She forces herself to look down at her arm noticing there many needles stuck in her. The woman starts to push down on the syringe, but is stopped, flung back against the wall breaking glass as she goes by the force of a blue and red blur.
She assumes from the red and blue it must be Kal-El. He has the woman pinned to the ground with one foot pressed effortlessly to her back as she tries to fight the force unsuccessfully. He waves a hand over as if calling to someone. Alex comes rushing over gun pointed at the women as she approaches them she strapes her gun back onto her hip seeing that he has it under control. She says, “Nice work Mon-El.” Kara, confused looks at who she thought was Kal-El, but sure enough that man wore that strong jawed, brown haired, scruffy bearded face of Mon-El. Kara’s heart skipped a beat at the sight of him. He makes his way over to her cooly with his long blue cape flowing behind him. She immediately notices how fitting it is to see him in a full superhero uniform. The hero she always knew he could be. He yanks the syringe out of IV tossing it on the ground shattering as if in slow motion on the ground. Kara couldn’t tell if the movie like feeling she was getting right now was because Mon-El was just that good or the drugs. Probably both. Mon-El releases her from the glass container by punching the lock. He carefully pulls the needles out of her perfect skin. He sees the red mark on her forehead with a very concerned look and lightly wipes his thumb across it to see if there is a bump, but it is only a bruise. He sees she can’t stand on her own so he decides to effortlessly wrap her up in his arms. She looks up at him with heavy eyes and weakly says, “You came for me.” He gives a brief chuckle and replies, “Of course I did. I love you, Kara.” She has a brief surprised look on her face, but loses consciousness as her head falls against his strong chest.
Kara wakes again, but this time in the familiar medical bed at the DEO. Alex is typing something on the computer next to her. Mon-El is leaning against a glass wall gazing out of the door as if he is guarding it. He is still in his uniform, which Kara assumes means she wasn’t out long or he really likes having it on, which is very likely. She gives a brief smile and notices she is feeling almost back to 100%. She starts to sit up Mon-El notices she is awake and rushes to her side pushing her back down on the bed, “Whoa slow down there, you need to rest. She gave you some pretty nasty drugs. Alex is flushing them out of your system now.” Kara replies in an almost irritated tone, “Mon-El I’m fine I feel better already.” Alex adds in, “Mon-El is right you need to give your body more time.” Kara rolls her eyes and crosses her arms pouting, “Alright, fine.” Alex smiles very pleased with herself and says, “That’s my baby sis.” She pulls Kara’s head towards her and gives her a fast kiss on her temple. She then turns to Mon-El and says, “Make sure she stays in bed. Don’t even think about leaving her again.” With that she walks out with her typical badass sway as she gives Mon-El a protective big sister eyebrow raise and glare. Mon-El with a playful embarrassed look replies, “Ouch. Thanks Alex.” She doesn’t stop so he yells the rest towards her, “Don’t worry shes safe with me I won’t let her go anywhere.”
Song recommendation: Colourway by Novo Amor
He then turns to Kara who is propped up on the bed softly smiling and looking down at her hands that are findling nervously. He looks at her face and his automatically softens looking at her beauty. He grabs one of her hands with his own and asks, “Can I sit?” She looks up at his soft green eyes, she nods and scooches over to give him room. He sits on her bed facing her and gives a sigh. She looks down at their hands interlocked as he rubs circles with his thumb into the top of her hand and it’s like a colony of butterflies awoke in her belly. She looks up to meet his eyes that are already transfixed on hers. She remembers Imra and reluctantly slides her hand out of his and back to her other one. He looks sad and is going to say something, but Kara is too quick and says with a cold tone, “Where’s Imra?” He is slightly glad she brought it up and begins, “She went back to her home. I decided to stay here with mine.” A hopeful look appears on her face realizing this may be the moment Mon-El comes back to her she says, “Yes, continue.” He gives a brief smirk and continues, “I do love Imra.” Kara looks down in disappointment, but he grabs onto her chin bringing her eyes back up to meet his and adds, “But Kara, I can’t live without you. I may have made a life elsewhere, because I gave up hope that there was no way back to you, but Kara you have always and will always be my home. I have finally realized that just because I got married doesn’t mean I should spend the rest of my life with the wrong person when the right person is back in my life again. Kara I mean it, I love you and will never leave you again. Is there anyway you can forgive me for how I have acted since I got back?” She studies his face, he has a desperate look in his eyes never looking away from her own, which tells her he is telling the truth. She doesn’t ever want to be hurt like that again and asks tentatively, “How can I trust you with my heart again? I can’t lose you again.” He shakes his looking down briefly, but instantly goes back to her eyes, “Losing you was the hardest thing I have ever had to do. I spent years convincing myself I would never see you again and then when I did again I didn’t know what to do. All I’ve ever wanted to be is the man you taught me to be, but now that I can be that man for you I could never walk away from you willingly. All I can do is prove it to you the rest of our lives, if you’ll have me.” He looks at her hopefully. A smile begins to spread across her face as she replies, “You have no idea how long I’ve wait for you to say that.”
He looks at her with such relief matching her smile he takes his hand that was on her chin and this time locks his fingers in her gorgeous wavy, light brown hair and pulls her forehead towards his. She puts a hand on his hand that is in her hair holding tight never wanting him to let go. They both close their eyes and breathe each other in. He says on his exhale, “God, I’ve missed this.” She smiles pulling her forehead off his to look in his green eyes and says with so much love, “Mon-El, you’re the love of my life. It was hell trying to move on without you. I can’t imagine going through that for 7 years. If you need forgiveness, of course I’ll give it you. You’re forgiven.” He smiles and looks at her as if she just melted his heart, “You are too good to me, Kara Danvers. Now come here.” He uses his hand still wrapped in her hair to pull her lips slowly to his. She parts hers inviting him in. They both let out a quiet whimper as their lips finally touch after all that time. Both of them realize what a crime it was to keep them apart. They fall easily back into their rhythm him playfully tugging on her hair and she remembering the way he likes an occasional nibble to his thick bottom lip. Things heat up quickly but are stopped by Alex popping her head in, “Hey love birds, that’s great and all, but let’s keep it PG for the patients sake.” They both laugh then Mon-El forcefully says, “She’s probably right.” Kara says back, “We’ve waited too long I’m not letting anything stop us.” He says, “There’s no rush I’ll be here when you wake up.” She looks away and says, “I’m afraid when I wake up this will all be a dream or I made it all up in my head.” He laughs at the ridiculousness of that and says, “Here.” He slides beside her wrapping his right arm around her to rest on her arm she rests her head on his chest and places her leg on his and her hand grabs onto his chest. He continues, “I’m not going anywhere. I’ll be right here when you wake up, so you know it’s real.” She smiles nuzzling comfortably into him. He brushes his hand through her hair and places a long kiss on the top of her head. “I love you, Kara.” She replies weakly before passing out, “I love you too, Mon-El.” He smiles remembering the feeling of her sleeping in his arms and is wondering how he went so long without it.
#supergirl#karamel#kara and mon el#supergirl season 3#bellarke#kara danver#mon-el#dc comics#the cw supergirl
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Storms
The calm before the storm
Birds flying about finding shelter
Dogs barking in fear
Cats lounging without a care
Trees eerily still in wait
Each individual is different
Some cower in terror
Some sleep through it
If you are anything like me
You are excited
Welcoming the storm
With open arms
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bellarke + not handling it if they lost each other.
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Respect The Actors
I get it we all want to see the relationships we see on TV a reality. That gives us a sense that, that kind of love is actually achievable if they are a couple in real life. However, we have to acknowledge the fact that these actors are here to do a job and if we want them to be a couple in real life it means they have done their job well. Let that be enough. Focus on their work, because the relationship they may or may not have in real life is most likely not like the one we see on TV. If you were dating someone at your work or school you most likely wouldn’t want everyone up in your business about it. If you get the chance to meet them and choose to ask them about it when in the past they clearly don’t want to answer then you already know what the answer is going to be. Do you really want to be the person that makes them uncomfortable and the reason they were probably dreading the part of the interview where the audience gets to ask question. I hate to break it to you, but whether or not they are in a relationship will honestly not affect you in any way. That doesn’t mean you can’t root for them together, but don’t pester them about it if you get the chance to meet them. Don’t be that fan.
#respect actors#lili and cole#lili reinhart#cole sprouse#riverdale#respect#fan respectably#don't be that fan
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Shipping
When it comes to shipping everyone says they want things to happen right away with their ships, but it’s the slow burn that makes you want them together even more. The writers know this.. and they just love teasing us to the point where we question if it will ever happen. That creates the best moments. The ones that make you feel something. My absolute favorite ship was the slowest burn I have ever witnessed (*cough* *cough* Stydia), which is what made it so good, but the writers did the cruelest thing they could have done. They gave us our shipping sailing beautifully, but then sent them off into the horizon never to be seen again. I am all for a slow burn, because that’s what makes it so powerful, but if you are going to hoist them sails drop that anchor and stay a while before you let them go forever.
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