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Traveler M.List

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Nothing

That's is the first thing you wake up to.

A void.

You awaken in it, feeling as if floating in an expanse of emptiness.

You see nothing.

Feel nothing.

As if answering an unspoken cue, the sensation of falling takes place.

The moment you touch what seems to be a flat surface, the void gives way to light-so blinding that it forces your eyes shut.

Blinking rapidly, you sit up as the world comes into focus bit by bit.

Your...hands?

They are the first thing your attention latches onto. You flex them instinctively as if to confirm their existence.

And with each movement, a sense of familiarity returns like a distant memory resurfacing from the depths of your mind.

Once satisfied, your curious gaze starts to travel, taking notice of other parts of you.

Using your hands to glide over what you understand to be your body, each touch brings a rush of knowledge into your once naïve mind.

Moving down to your...legs-yes, those are definitely legs, you freeze at the sight of the...wiggly small-fingered, big flat hands (???) attached to them.

Eyes wide in fascination, you lean forward, ignoring the pulling strain it does to your unused muscles.

'What are they used for? Another set of hands?' Giving them a wiggle, you're almost hesitant to touch them.

Shakily reaching out, awe is immediately replaced with a deadpanned look the moment you give one a timid squeeze.

You continue to poke and prod at your feet in bemusement of initially finding them captivating.

❝Wow...who woulda thought you'd have such a thing for feet?❞

Your neck nearly snaps at how fast you whip towards the voice with a yelp. Standing a few feet away stood a young woman.

Her smile is the first thing that you notice, radiating a kind of warmth that makes you want to bask in forever. She seemed to emit a healthy glow from the light around, her brown skin smooth and vibrant.

The large, clear-framed glasses perched on her nose magnified the friendliness in her eyes, adding an intellectual charm to her youthful face. Deep black curls frame her face perfectly, bouncing with every subtle movement.

'She can't been no more than fifteen' you think, noting her youthfulness and the playful light in her eyes.

❝H-how long were you there?❞ The question tumbles out with a sputter, still shooketh from the surprise.

❝Long enough to see you playing footsies with yourself,❞ she quips, tone light with an edge of cheekiness.

You release a nervous chuckle, avoiding her teasing gaze in attempt to save face. ❝Ah...y-you saw that huh?❞

She says nothing, a head shake and light snort is her only response before any amusement left fades into seriousness.

The sudden shift in her demeanor sends a ripple of unease through you; making you get on your feet to confront better.

❝W-where am I? Who are you? What am I doing here?❞ you blurt, a flurry of questions that betray your apprehension.

Instead of answering, she simply tilts her head.

❝Really? You're not gonna say anything?❞

Silence.

❝Like deadass, forreal?❞ You grow more irritated than anxious. ❝I'm not playing these games with you. Whe-❞

That's when a wave of vertigo hits.

You stagger, quickly looking at her in alarmed as your vision begins to blur and double.

❝You know...I've always dreamed of traveling to different universes. Being able to live along side my favorite characters, to laugh with them, to fight alongside them, to love them. To be free...❞ her voice echo in your head, filled with yearning and ache.

❝...but I can't.❞

As her words wash over you, everything becomes too much.

The room spins faster; you feel queasy, dizzy till the point your knees buckle causing you fall to the ground.

❝I truly thought all hope was lost...❞

Through the haze of dizziness, her feet come into focus. You shakily look up at her for help, a silent plea shinning in your gaze.

Shadows casted on her face making it difficult, her eyes are the only thing you can clearly see: they're tinged with sadness-and something else.

She does nothing but stare down at you, watching your suffering with a face of indifference before a warm grin slowly spread across her face. ❝Then I made you.❞

As your vision begins to fade her voice is the last thing you hear, a whisper as darkness takes you into its grasp one last time.

❝My little Traveler❞

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Even though this book is mainly for my own entertainment and pleasure, I still want others to enjoy it too!

However, there are a few things I must speak up on before this ball gets rolling:

1) This book was written by me and how I believe the stories should go. If you don't like what you reading...ya ass out.

2) I live a life outside of Tumblr, so please don't be commenting "update update!" That shit is rude and disrespectful and I don't like pressure; takes the fun out of writing.

3) Plagiarism is a HELLA big no no. Takes a lot of time and energy to even to write out a whole completed chapter other than half-assed drafts. I'm all for being ya inspiration and all, but at least tell me you're doing it.

4) Please don't come on my most recent updated chapters and comment "can you update xyz?" If there's no [1/?] behind the title, its a stand-alone chapter unless I change it.

Okay! That's all I gotta say for this. See y'all later!

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𝐇𝐏 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬

"(𝘕𝘰𝘵) 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵" - 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘳!𝘙𝘦𝘮𝘶𝘴 𝘓𝘶𝘱𝘪𝘯 𝘹 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘳!𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 ⋆˖⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺˖⋆

𝘚𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘺: 𝘗𝘳𝘰𝘧𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘰𝘳 𝘙𝘦𝘮𝘶𝘴 𝘓𝘶𝘱𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘯𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘴𝘰𝘧𝘵 𝘕𝘠𝘌 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘏𝘰𝘨𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘴. 𝘛𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘴 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯 𝘢 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘥𝘶𝘵𝘺 𝘪𝘴𝘯’𝘵 𝘴𝘰 𝘣𝘢𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶’𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘱𝘶𝘱𝘪𝘭𝘴’ 𝘧𝘢𝘷𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦. (𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦, 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘵/𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵 + 𝘧𝘭𝘶𝘧𝘧 - 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘮𝘢𝘫𝘰𝘳 𝘧𝘭𝘶𝘧𝘧)

𝘞𝘰𝘳𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵: 1.2𝘒+

"𝘓𝘦𝘵'𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨" - 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘳!𝘙𝘦𝘮𝘶𝘴 𝘓𝘶𝘱𝘪𝘯 𝘹 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘳!r𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 ⋆˖⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺˖⋆

𝘚𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘺: 𝘚𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘪𝘯𝘧𝘭𝘶𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘢𝘭 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘰𝘯𝘦’𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵, 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘴. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵’𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘙𝘦𝘮𝘶𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘯𝘦𝘳. (𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘵/𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵, 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘺 𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦)

𝘞𝘰𝘳𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵: 1.7𝘒 +

"𝘕𝘰 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘴" - 𝘙𝘦𝘮𝘶𝘴 𝘓𝘶𝘱𝘪𝘯 𝘹 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘳!𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 ⋆˖⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺˖⋆ 𝘚𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘺: 𝘗𝘳𝘰𝘧𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘰𝘳 𝘓𝘶𝘱𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘯𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘻𝘺 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘯𝘰𝘰𝘯 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘤𝘢𝘣𝘪𝘯 - 𝘧𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘮 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘱𝘴, 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘶𝘯𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵. (𝘧𝘭𝘶𝘧𝘧/𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘤 𝘧𝘭𝘶𝘧𝘧/𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘩 𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘭𝘶𝘧𝘧/𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦)

𝘞𝘰𝘳𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵: 920+

𝐃𝐂 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐜𝐬

"𝘚𝘰𝘧𝘢 𝘤𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘤𝘭𝘦𝘴" - 𝘑𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘛𝘰𝘥𝘥 𝘹 𝘨𝘯!𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 ⋆˖⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺˖⋆

𝘚𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘺: 𝘈𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘢 𝘱𝘢𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘭 𝘸𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘧𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘰𝘺𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦. (𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦, 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘵/𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵 + 𝘧𝘭𝘶𝘧𝘧)

𝘞𝘰𝘳𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵: 820 +

“𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘨𝘢𝘭’𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘤𝘩.” - 𝘑𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘛𝘰𝘥𝘥 𝘹 𝘧𝘦𝘮!𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 ⋆˖⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺˖⋆

𝘚𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘺: 𝘑𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘛𝘰𝘥𝘥 𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘢 𝘴𝘶𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘰, 𝘩𝘦’𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘰 𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘱𝘴. (𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦,𝘧𝘭𝘶𝘧𝘧, 𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘤 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮𝘦, 𝘴𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘶𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵)

𝘞𝘰𝘳𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵: 850 +

"𝘊𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘴, 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘮 𝘩𝘶𝘨𝘴" - 𝘑𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘛𝘰𝘥𝘥 𝘹 𝘨𝘯!𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 ⋆˖⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺˖⋆

𝘚𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘺: 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘑𝘢𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘰𝘧𝘧, 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘺 𝘨𝘰 𝘸𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨? (𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦, 𝘧𝘭𝘶𝘧𝘧, 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘵/𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵-𝘪𝘴𝘩)

𝘞𝘰𝘳𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵: 850 +

"𝘓𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘣𝘪𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘸𝘰" - 𝘠𝘑!𝘋𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘎𝘳𝘢𝘺𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘹 𝘧𝘦𝘮!𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 ⋆˖⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺˖⋆

𝘚𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘺: 𝘏𝘦𝘳𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘥𝘰 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘦𝘥𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦. 𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘦𝘹𝘤𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘢 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴' 𝘤𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘺. (𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦, 𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘤 𝘧𝘭𝘶𝘧𝘧, 𝘧𝘭𝘶𝘧𝘧)

𝘞𝘰𝘳𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵: 1.4𝘒 +

𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬

𝘏𝘊𝘴 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵 1 ⋆˖⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺˖⋆

𝘏𝘊𝘴 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵 2 - 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘶𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 ⋆˖⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺˖⋆

𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫

"𝘓𝘢𝘸 𝘰𝘧 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯" - 𝘈𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘔𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘹 𝘨𝘯!𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 ⋆˖⁺‧₊☽◯☾₊‧⁺˖⋆

𝘚𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘺: 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘒𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 5 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘦𝘹𝘢𝘮𝘴. 𝘞𝘩𝘰 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘦𝘹𝘢𝘮 𝘢𝘯𝘹𝘪𝘦𝘵𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘦𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘤 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴?

𝘚𝘦𝘵 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯 3, 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘷𝘢𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘱𝘳𝘦-𝘫𝘢𝘪𝘭 𝘦𝘳𝘢. (𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦, 𝘧𝘭𝘶𝘧𝘧)

𝘞𝘰𝘳𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵: 1𝘒 +

[writings-of-a-hufflepuff]

Strong

Fandom: How To Get Away With Murder

Pairing: Frank Delfino x Reader

Warning: Mentions injury

Writer: @imaginesofeveryfandom aka @thequeenofthehobbits

Summary/Request: Requested by anon:  Hey :) It's okay if you don't want to but would you maybe write Frank HTGAWM / Reader (maybe plus size?) where he is injured but he hides it from the reader because he doesn't want to seem weak in front of her, cause he wants to be able to protect/look after her etc. and she ends up helping patch him up when she finds out? You can decide whether they're already in a relationship or if they get together in the fic or something. Ill leave that to you, the brilliant writer haha🌟💕 Thanks m'love x

It was one of those things you noticed but chose not to mention right away. You knew Frank and after being with him for a while you knew that it was best to wait and see if he’d tell you before asking yourself. So when you noticed him limping around the house you assumed it was nothing and waited before confronting him about that. 

The truth was that Frank Delfino liked to believe that he was infallible, he liked to believe that he was the one person who could protect you and the fact that he tripped down the stairs and hurt his ankle really, really didn’t work well with his pride. So rather than dealing with it like a normal human being he simply tried to hide that his ankle hurt and limped around on it instead. 

“Frank.” You watched him walk towards the kitchen from your seat on the sofa, putting your book down. “You’re hurt aren’t you?” You watched him still, taking a seat the kitchen table before grumbling that he was fine. He wasn’t fine, but this was typical Frank.

“Don’t grumble at me. Show me your leg.” You get up from the sofa and after a few minutes of manhandling him he finally lets you roll up his trouser leg and remove his sock. His ankle red and angry, but you know it’s not broken, just a little hurt. “You don’t have to hide these things from me, y’know?” 

You grabbed a bag of peas from the freezer and wrapped it in a tea towel, pressing it to his ankle. “I’m not weak.”

“I know you’re not.” You looked up at him confused, “What’s this really about, Frank?” He’s got this look in his eyes, the defiant and prideful one that pisses you off so often. He has so much pride and sometimes he won’t let it go.

“I need to be able to protect you...how can I do that when I get hurt by a step?” 

“You don’t need to protect me. We’re all human, Frank, we all fall down a few steps.” You know you can’t change his mind right then and there, but you can see him thinking about it. At the very least he’s letting you look after his ankle which is an improvement. 

“Just don’t hide these things from me...when you’re hurt you need help, i’d rather you tell me than let your pride make it worse.”

[raviposting]

2, 4, 6, 8, 10 (fandom of your choice!)

Oooh nice; Imma try to do a different fandom for each one :D 

Are there any popular fandom OTPs you only BroTP? It’s most probably because I stopped watching before they got together, but HTGAWM likes Waurel (is that their ship name?) but i only BROTPed them. But then again, I quit before they ever got together lol so that’s most likely why. 

Have you ever unfollowed someone? Why? Yep, multiple but from the GOT fandom it was because they were J/onsa shippers. Like I could love you a lot but if I see any of the gross Sansa ships on my dash (that the person actively ships, not like, a dynamic set) that person is gonna immediately get unfollowed; no exceptions. 

Has fandom ever ruined a pairing for you? Oh god of course. So okay I still like them and I’m always gonna reblog them, but Cophine is a little bit ruined for me bc of fandom being kinda annoying. 

Unpopular opinion about [insert fandom here]? lol honestly I hate the DC fandom just as much as the Marvel fandom. It’s where I’ve seen more of the “if you don’t read the comics you’re not gonna get it and that’s your own fault” mentality. After BVS I saw maybe like... 5 posts saying that this movie is for comic readers and that’s why it got low reviews an idk man, my opinion about the DC movies aside, I think it’s better to have movies that can explain things to non comic readers because them getting interested is what brings people to comics as well. Sometimes I honestly think that fans try so hard to push DCEU as superior to Marvel that they either a) Disregard representative characters in the MCU and b) Ignore the plot holes/messiness of dc movies and take criticism of it to mean that you hate it or that you like Marvel and therefore don’t like DC because everyone knows it’s impossible to like both. 

Obviously not to say the Marvel fandom isn’t trash. 

How many DCEU fans unfollowed me after this ask. 

Any fandom you’re ashamed of being in? *points to Supernatural fandom*

[xfandomwritingsx]

I wish there were more How to Get Away with Murder fics I can never find any reader inserts

Ooooh, yes! I considered writing for Frank for HTGAWM but I only got through like half of season three and then stopped watching so my interested faded a bit. What character(s) are you most interested in?

[freakingholland]

"Law of attraction" – Asher Millstone x gn!reader

A/N: There aren’t enough HTGAWM fics here on tumblr so here I am with this little something for Asher! If you want to talk about the show or if you have ideas for some imagines feel free to slide into my asks 😊

Warnings: swearing, mentions of exam-related stress

Summary: The Keating 5 and reader are preparing for exams. Who would have thought that exam anxiety could give somebody enough courage to express their romantic feelings?

Set around season 3, post vacation but pre-jail era.

Word count: 1K +

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September meant no more partying, but more preparations for the fall exams. You were stuck in the evening-lit library alongside Laurel, Asher, Michaela, and Connor. Wes did not take part in the study session since he was stolen by Annalise. They were preparing for a particular case with the help of Bonnie at Annalise’s place.

You could feel your eyelids becoming heavier and heavier. It was an nth hour of staring at your books, scrolling through documents and researching papers. The palms of your hands were stained with yellow and pink highlighters. You were sat between Laurel and Asher.

You glanced up from your notes to visually check on your friends, not wanting to disrupt them. Laurel’s eyes met yours and she smiled slightly. Tiredness was visible on her face as smudged mascara created a shadow underneath her eyes.

You looked to your right, heart skipping a beat as you caught sight of Asher, hunched over his notes, his posture sagged from exhaustion. The gentle blue light from his laptop’s screen reflected in his pretty brown eyes, giving them a shimmering hue that accentuated his warmth. His usually well-groomed hair was tousled and slightly disheveled.

His presence had a soothing effect on you, managing to lift your spirits even though he looked visibly tired. You couldn’t help but wish you could retreat to the comfort of your apartment with him. Yet, despite the butterflies in your stomach, you couldn’t muster the courage to admit your true feelings for Asher, leaving you trapped in longing for something more.

What if he doesn’t feel the same? What if saying something changes everything between you two? The thought of losing the closeness you have—of turning something so natural and easy into something complicated—keeps you quiet, even as your feelings for him grow stronger.

“So… I’m trying to remember this definition of Res Ipsa Loquitur and I keep messing it up. It’s so fucking long. Mind if I recite it to you and see if it sounds right?” Ash asked whispering, leaning into your ear.

“Go ahead.” you responded.

“Okay, here it goes: the thing speaks for itself, it refers to situations where the nature of an accident-- implies negligence due to the mere occurrence of the event.” he paused for a second.

“The doctrine—umm… allows a plaintiff to establish a presumption of negligence without direct evidence… provided the event is of a type that does not normally happen without negligence, and the instrumentality causing harm was under the-- defendant's control.”

You nodded with a grin.

“That sounds pretty solid.”

“Thanks.”

He exhaled heavily and leaned back in his chair crossing his muscular arms over his chest.

He shook his head no.

“Dude I’m so tired.” He murmured.

“I can tell. Me too. I could really use a nap.” You also leaned back in your chair.

“Mmm… a nap.” Asher reached out to grab his cup of now cold coffee. After taking a sip or two he turned back to you.

He laughed at his own thought.

“Remember that damned Civ Pro final?” He said.

“Oh yeah, you came out looking pale as fuck.”

“Seriously, I thought I was about to pass out right there in the exam room…”

“I’m starting to freak the fuck out if I’m being honest.” He exclaimed.

Michaela overheard the conversation and chuckled slightly.

“And what is that supposed to mean!”

“I told you to start reading that a week ago. But you guys were too busy with Annalise’s cases.”

“Aaaas alwaaays.” She added mockingly.

Ash only rolled his eyes in response to her remark.

“You’re not the only one who’s stressed out, but we got this.” You tried to reassure him.

He spaced out for a couple of seconds.

“You are right angel. We got this.”

He stood up abruptly and reached out to grab both your mugs.

“Anyone else wants some more coffee?”

You could feel your cheeks burning up. You eyed Ash up and down as he was making his way out of the room when your eyes met with Michaela’s. She gave you a wink and smiled.

*

The hours ticked by, and the evening grew darker.

The silence was suddenly interrupted when Oliver burst into the library, a cheerful grin spreading across his face as he carried a plastic container full of freshly baked cookies.

“There is absolutely nooooo way in hell that you made those!” Laurel said jumping up from her seat and walking towards Oli.

Oliver tilted his head pretending to be offended and smiled at her.

“It’s good to see you too! I did. You all look like you could use some glucose.”  he said with sympathy in his tone.

She quickly took one of the cookies and bit into it.

Everyone stopped in their tracks and locked their gazes on Laurel to see her reaction.

“Okaaay these are… not too bad actually.”

“Gimme one I got to try!”

Michaela reluctantly bit into a cookie. She started nodding after taking two more bites.

“Not too bad huh?”

“Okay alright… pretty good Oli. Good job hun.”

He walked towards her and embraced her in a hug, making sure not to spill the cookies.

*

As the study session wrapped up and everyone started packing their bags, Asher turned to you, his eyes a mix of exhaustion and excitement.

"You know," he began, his voice softer now.

"Once we get through these exams, I think we deserve a break." You looked up, curious, as Asher continued.

"How about we celebrate with dinner? Just the two of us?"

The sudden invitation made your tiredness fade slightly as you quickly considered the offer.

"Dinner sounds nice. "

Asher's grin widened, clearly pleased with your response.

"Great, it’s a date then” he said, his tone playful yet sincere.

The others exchanged quick glances but pretended not to hear, letting the moment pass without interruption. With that, you headed out of the library, finally chatting about other, less boring matters.

You delicately poked Ash’s side. He looked down at you and hummed.

“Sooo do we have a plan for the dinner or-?”

“Mmm… I was thinking of something low-key, maybe just some good food at my place and no textbooks in sight?”

“That would be perfect.”

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A/N 2: Part 2 soon? Yes? No? :)

[k-nayee]

In the cold, vast expanse called space...

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...you are the center of my universe.

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ੈ✩‧₊ ̗̀➛ 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐑 ᵇᵗˢ | SUN ❝draw me in and set me aflame...you are the center of it all❞

ੈ✩‧₊ ̗̀➛ 𝐕𝐄𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐎 ᵇⁿʰᵃ | MERCURY ❝whispering secrets of the universe...you swiftly take the cosmic stage❞

ੈ✩‧₊ ̗̀➛ 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐑 ᵐᵘˡᵗⁱ-ᶠᵃⁿᵈᵒᵐˢ | VENUS ❝cloaked in mystery and allure...your beauty harbors an untamed fire❞

ੈ✩‧₊ ̗̀➛ 𝐂𝐑𝐀𝐃𝐋𝐄 𝐑𝐎𝐂𝐊 ᵗʷᵈ | EARTH ❝blue jewel in the vast void...you cradle life and myriad dreams❞

ੈ✩‧₊ ̗̀➛ 𝐓𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐃 ʰᵒᵗᵈ | MOON ❝closest confident...in your phases we find our reflection❞

ੈ✩‧₊ ̗̀➛ 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐑 ᵉᵖⁱᶜ ᵐᵘˢⁱᶜᵃˡ | MARS ❝stained by iron...your silence reveals tales of valor and endeavor❞

ੈ✩‧₊ ̗̀➛ 𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 𝐙𝐄𝐑𝐎 ᵗᵉᵉⁿ ʷᵒˡᶠ | ASTEROID BELT ❝fragments of creation…a celestial dance of chaos and harmony❞ [COMING SOON!]

ੈ✩‧₊ ̗̀➛ 𝐀𝐌𝐁𝐈𝐕𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 ⁱʷᵗᵛ | JUPITER ❝majestic monarch of the skies...your storms hold hearts greater than earth❞ [COMING SOON!]

ੈ✩‧₊ ̗̀➛ 𝐃𝐄𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐃 𝐃𝐄𝐏𝐑𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐘 ʰᵃⁿⁿⁱᵇᵃˡ | SATURN ❝ringed maestro...your icy dance echos a symphony of beauty❞ [COMING SOON!]

ੈ✩‧₊ ̗̀➛ 𝐑𝐄𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 ʰᵒᵗᵈ | URANUS ❝leaning on your side, you spin...spin an axis of rebellion and uniqueness❞ [COMING SOON!]

ੈ✩‧₊ ̗̀➛ 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 ᵏⁿʸ | NEPTUNE ❝from a distance you watch...gaze encompass a solitude unknown❞ [COMING SOON!]

ੈ✩‧₊ ̗̀➛ 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐔𝐌 ʰᵗᵍᵃʷᵐ | PLUTO ❝though demoted, you remain undiminished...a resilence that teaches strength in the shadows❞ [COMING SOON!]

ੈ✩‧₊ ̗̀➛ 𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐗 ʲʲᵏ | SHOOTING STAR ❝blaze across my sky for only a moment...but in that second, you're all I see❞ [COMING SOON!]

ੈ✩‧₊ ̗̀➛ 𝐀𝐍𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐍 ᵇⁿʰᵃ | ROUGE PLANET ❝drifting untethered through the void…a lost light still burning in the dark❞ [COMING SOON!]

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[writings-of-a-hufflepuff]

Too Long, Too Late?

Fandom: How To Get Away With Murder

Pairing: Frank Delfino x Reader

Warning: N/A

Writer: @imaginesofeveryfandom aka @thequeenofthehobbits

Summary/Request: Requested by anon: Ugh I need more Frank Delfino fics in my life! Like where they so hard to find?! Can I make a request where Frank is super busy and is barely spending time with RC. They finally find time to have coffee but when he gets there some guy is hitting on her. He panics because he feels he ignored her too much and is now losing her. Maybe Frank has held back revealing just how much he cares for the reader until now but finally says he loves her? Thanks ❤

“Hey, baby, how you doing?” You side-eyed the man who sat down at your table in the cafe. You didn’t really want to deal with this today, strangers hitting on you was one thing in a bar, it was another thing in a cafe where you were meeting Frank for the first time in what felt forever.

Frank was a busy man and you appreciated that, his job meant he had to be gone for ages just to focus on one case at a time. But now you were finally able to find sometime to have coffee together and some creep wanted to hit on you. 

“I’d be better if you left my table.” You took a sip from your coffee, watching the door and tapping your foot as you waited for Frank. 

The guy didn’t stop hitting on you the whole time. No matter what you said or disinterested you were, he just wouldn’t leave. Suffice to say you were relieved when Frank step through the door, scanning the crowd and spotting you. Frank on the other hand could feel his chest tighten at the fact a guy was sat with you, obviously attempting to hit on you. 

He knew he didn’t see you that often sure, but...maybe he had been ignoring you too much. He didn’t want you to just give up on him, he was a lot of things and he might have seemed hard and unyielding but it was different with you. He fucking cared about you. More than he had ever admitted...and maybe he needed to. 

He ordered his coffee and walked over, you said something to the guy across from you who looked back at him before scurrying away. It made the panic ease a little to know you didn’t like that guy.

“Hey!” You smiled at him, getting out of your chair to hug him, a kiss pressed to his cheek. It made him smile and the bad feeling ease. He still had you. He could still stop you leaving.

“Hey, how’ve you been?” The two of you sat down exchanging small talk; what you done recently, who you’d talked to last, how the weather was, what had happened to you and so on. Typical polite conversation, but it was obvious that Frank had something on his mind. You knew him too well not to notice.

“Frank...you seem a little distracted...are you okay?” You watched him sigh and rub a hand over his face. He looked tired...it was concerning to you. Maybe he’d been pushing himself to hard at work. 

“No.” He took a deep breath, he had to say it, if he never did he’d regret it. “I realised I’ve never told you how much I care about you.”

“I care about you too.” You didn’t understand why that was bothering him, it was an unspoken part of your friendship. You cared about each other of course you did...some more than others. 

“No, you don’t understand. I don’t just care about you. I love you.”

You stared at him long enough that he started to think the worst. Of course you didn’t feel the same you two had been friends for years, if you had it would have come up at some point right? 

“I...um...”

“It’s okay if you don’t feel the same way. I get it. We’re friends”

“Frank, don’t interrupt me. I never said I didn’t feel the same way, i’m sorry if it was a shock to me. But I do, okay? I love you too...have since university. How sad is that.” You hated it when Frank interrupted you. It was always because he got ahead of himself and couldn’t be patient enough to wait. It annoyed you beyond belief. But it made him, him.

“So how about a long overdue date?”

“You already know the answer.”

“I want to hear it.” He had that easy smile back, the atmosphere between you broke.

“I want to go on a date with you. Happy?” You shook your head at his antics. Tough man he might be, but he was also a teenage boy deep down.

“Yeah”