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Black sire, you are insane.

“You’re not the first to point that out. Everyone thinks you’re insane when they don’t agree with your methods. Better to think that, than maybe I’m right.”

#Anonymous #answered

[;about the mun]

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BASICS.

name: Amber age: 31 pronouns: she/her zodiac sign: scorpio taken or single: single

THREE FACTS.

001. All of my loans will be paid off before the end of the year. It feels so good to look toward no debt. 002. I live out of my crockpot. Majority of the food I make comes out of it. 003. When I can’t sleep because of nightmares I either watch Scooby-Doo or the Princess Bride

EXPERIENCE.

platforms you used: …the old forums i can’t even remember anymore, and tumblr for a few years now.

MUSE PREFERENCE.

female or male: female, i’ve written a couple of male muses but they never last long. least favourite face(s): none i can think of off the top of my head multi or single: single i like each of my muses to have their own blogs.

WRITING PREFERENCE.

fluff, angst, or smut? give me everything plots or memes? Both

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tagging: do them my dears

#about mun

darkestbeforedxwn:

“I don’t think they make shoes like that in my size,” Oliver snorted as he looked over her ankle. It was swollen and bruised but it wasn’t broken or anything, so that was a good thing. “So you just stepped wrong? It looks like you did more than that.”

“I bet someone does.” She was sure they could find something online if they looked but Oliver was likely to break his neck in them and she would feel bad about that. Or she would feel worse if he didn’t have any problems walking. “I was wearing six inch heels. You ever notice how when I take off my shoes I’m a lot shorter?” She wore those things to be the same height as the men she was facing in the court room. To intimidate the witnesses on the stand. “And I’ve been running around on it all day.”

#darkestbeforedxwn #o. queen

sarcasmpersonified181:

This was the deepest Ethan had ever allowed himself to care for anyone. Not even his flesh and blood held as special a place in his heart as Dinah did. Of all the people he’d ever met in this line of work, she was the most unique and not just because of her abilities. Yes she could be cruel, lethal and on occasion evil, but there was a hidden warmth to her, a kindness that very few got to see. She’s so much more than she often allows people to see. “I’d never want you to change.” He replied, she was probably right, he liked her because of who she is. “Of course.” He smiled as she took his hand and they strolled back into the expensive restaurant.

The words almost caused her to stumble. He was this first person to tell that to her since she was a teenager. The first one that she completely believed at least. Her family wanted the good girl back, this world wanted their Laurel back, her bosses wanted her to be crueler, but Ethan just wanted her to be her. He was going to break through her walls without having to do a thing. She locked this fingers and walked into the restaurant. “Oh it smells delicious. Back home they had this little place that made the best tiramisu. It was pretty much the only thing I could afford on the menu too.” Here reminded her a bit of the restaurant, just bigger.

#sarcasmpersonified181 #e. scaletta

sarcasmpersonified181:

God this was going to be more difficult that he thought. The past couple years they’d been apart he’d forgotten how drawn to Laurel he was. She’s one of the very few women he’s ever fallen head over heels in love with, and currently she was the last woman he ever truly loved. He still remembers nights, long after she’d fallen asleep, he’d just watch her rest and smile at how much joy she brought him. But he couldn’t be selfish now, right now she didn’t need an ex-boyfriend stirring up memories of their past, right now all she likely wanted from him was to be a friend, but more importantly her boss. “Oh you know those magazines always exaggerate, remember the stories they used to print back when we were together.” He mused with a chuckle. He nodded his head, it was really awful that she hadn’t been treated properly towards the end of her marriage, that her husband hadn’t supported her or their children like he should have, but all Bruce could do was try and help her start a new life. “Well I’d love to meet her someday and this little one when they finally come.” He mused, leaning down to look at her pregnant belly before standing back up. “I’m sure they both love the maze in the manors garden.”

A laugh escaped her lips as she remembered all of the stories. She was sure if they became friends again the articles would start back up. And with her pregnant she didn’t even want to imagine what they would come up with. “I remember have a ring on my finger and we had eloped. Wasn’t even on the right hand.” She had just liked the ring and Laurel wore jewelry all the time. Sometimes she wondered why the broke up but their had been reasons and it wasn’t the right time for them. Now she wasn’t sure was the right time for anyone. Not unless they wanted to deal with a pregnant woman and toddler. Not something she wished on someone she liked enough to date. “My schedule is wide open. And you can call me anytime. I don’t have many friends in the city yet and would love to be able to see some old friends.” Her eyes grew bright and she knew Dinah would love the maze, her son was just happy when she wasn’t stressed. “Is that an invite and does it happen to include dinner, because I still haven’t tasted anything like Alfred’s cooking?” And she couldn’t cook to save her life. Maybe she should add a cooking class to her schedule.

#sarcasmpersonified181 #b. wayne #v: single mom

sarcasmpersonified181:

Bruce had not thought this through at all had he? He really risked falling for her for real during this trip. Hell, it might have already considering how much he’s enjoying kissing her right now, and they aren’t even out of the airport yet. Bruce nodded his head after they eventually pulled themselves apart from each other, though he couldn’t pull his gaze away from her lips. “Yes, you’re right.” Bruce said with a slightly embarrassed smile on his face. He took her hand in his own and they proceeded to walk out of the airport. “Do you see him anywhere?”

The act was on for real now, but it didn’t feel much like an act. It must have been to long since she had been in a relationship because this felt more real than those memories and the most they had done was kiss. A budding friendship turned into a fake engagement and she was expected to pull this off without anyone getting hurt. Laurel wasn’t even sure that was possible. So long as it wasn’t her father or Dick, Bruce and her had entered into this as adults. Maybe it would all go well.

Her eyes glanced around for the car and she frowned before seeing her father standing outside a car she didn’t recognize. “Over there.” She pointed with her free hand before squeezing his and making her way over to her father. She let go of Bruce and hugged her father. “Daddy this is my fiance Bruce Wayne. Bruce this is Quentin Lance, my father. Be nice.” She wasn’t sure which one she was talking to at the moment. “I thought there was a kid too?” Her father’s comment caused Laurel to shake her head.

#sarcasmpersonified181 #b. wayne #v: the christmas wish

theoneandonlytommymerlyn:

Tommy was naturally good at talking to people given the life he had growing up – occasional crowds and usually the center of attention. But he had only truly been himself with a select few people, which made it easy to tell when others were hiding behind as mask, almost like she was doing as they spoke to one another. “No, I don’t think I’d prefer it,” he replied, brushing off the remark with as much lightness as he could. Killing was never the answer to a problem, he knew that better than most. Not by his hand but through the actions of those close to him. “I’ll try to stay positive on that note.” He witnesses what the effects were of accepting an ounce of darkness in could do, what it produced. It seemed to only make the pain worse. “I’ll refrain myself.” Casually placed but meant all the same. It wasn’t as if past hookups was a great topic of discussion at the moment. “Not much of a reader, but I might be tempted too. There’s a small possibility that I might actually learn something I didn’t already know.”

They were so different but she was finding herself enjoying the evening. What started out as something she expected to go wrong or at least having to deal with another person who wanted and expected her to want to be someone else, she had been pleasantly surprised. It was almost a reminder of better times. “Be positive enough for both of us.” He made her expose herself without feeling vulnerable. A talent not many people had and those that did tended to earn her loyalty. “Good or else I might ask you to prove it and that would just be awkward at this point.” Maybe later, but both were still to much of a reminder of what they had left behind or lost. “If you don’t I will. And I have no problem leading the passages aloud.” She winked at him and walked into the store.

#theoneandonlytommymerlyn

xenophiliarp:

@onelastxtime

It was crazy enough to have even thought about it, but she seemed to always be getting the short end of the stick, so to speak. And after he had suggested it, they warmed up to the idea both very fast. It was also mostly for him, because there were certain times during her pregnancy where they shouldn’t exactly be doing what they were doing, and with her being pregnant, her pheromones were going through the roof. They were something that he was greatly sensitive to too, every time he was within a certain distance of her, he got frisky, even when he was around the house and she was away for League business or classes, her scent would linger and he would be restless.

“I would have had brought Zatanna with me and we could have gone out to discuss this over lunch or something, but she’s been having trouble sleeping and needs the shut eye.” He knew that they were going to need to accommodate her, they had more than a few spare rooms if she wanted her own room, unless she was thinking of being more in depth involvement with the both of them, like always being the one to be oreo filling between the both of them at night.

He knew he should have been a little more professional with this, but just thinking about Zatanna and her showing belly and the way she smelled, it was making him more flirtatious and more than a little horny. “Conditions like what? Having one of us go down on you on a daily basis or do you just want your own room that we aren’t allowed to go into?” Or maybe she wanted babies of her own?

That might have been a little too much wishful thinking on his part, baby fever on the brain was never-ending, and despite her (Zatanna) actually being pregnant, didn’t make him want more children any less.

No matter what she decided to do about Clarks offer she was going to have to visit Zee soon. See how she was doing and make sure she knew that Dinah was here to help with the baby whenever she needed it. She had always loved kids and she missed having children around to teach and spoil. She needed to visit her own kids, maybe not hers but they felt like it. As for Clark and Zee, both were very attractive and she flirted easily with them, but she never let herself think past that. It had been to dangerous to her heart.

Clark wouldn't be here without Zee's blessing. Which was one relief, because she didn't want to betray one of her best friends, but if there was anyone to trust it was Clark. "I hope she starts able to sleep soon. Because the three of us do need to talk about this together." And she needed to talk to Zee alone too. Dinah was kind of glad she was getting to see Clark first.

"Oh," her lips parted slightly and she could feel heat color her face and chest. That wasn't what she was thinking about but damn if the image wasn't one she enjoyed. "Not what I was thinking but I think that might be a good condition to add." She licked her lips and subconsciously took a step forward towards him. "A training room would be nice but I was thinking more like I still get to do my League and Bird duties without feeling guilty. And that when the baby is born I'm not regulated to the girl you only go to when one of you is gone or want a threesome." This was her fear to be regulated to the background girl when the baby came.

At least she knew now they wanted more than a nanny. "You got a deal Clark. If nothing else I need a new place to live." She took another few steps forward and smiled. "Plus you are pretty cute and Zee has always been a babe."

#xenophiliarp #c. kent #onelastxqueue

impossiblybustylass:

Now see, if Kara wanted to be a tease, she’d be doing what she could to draw Laurel‘s attention to that generous bosom and keep it there. Keep the other woman flustered. Mind you that’s if. And Kara probably didn’t need to do much in that way anyway. The low neckline alone probably drew plenty of attention.

Would this end the same way their last get together did? Maybe it would, maybe it wouldn’t. They’d definitely not end up in a closet again, that could be agreed on. Not that she took issue with that, but she’d also figured that one of their respective rooms would be much more comfortable, if only because they’d have an actual bed and much more space. Not to mention, the luxury of having a lot more time with each other. Coupled in with the time they’d had together at the actual date part of this date, and she’d call that as great a night as any.

“See? It’s just being pragmatic at that point.” she’d remark, holding back a laugh. “Inferior huh? Yeah, I’ve probably heard something along those lines once or twice. Not always as complimentary, but hey what can you do?” Though it’s not until someone points that out that she notices how much she tends to stand out. After all, you could probably say similar about most of the women in their circle. Hell, she’d personally put Diana above herself in that regard if you asked her.

There was no doubt in her mind that Kara had been accused of making people inferior before. Scorned wanna be lovers, jealous women, business rivals and of course there were always wanna be heroes or defeated villains. She had been accused of making people feel bad about themselves on more than one occasion. Though hers had always been about morality, more than looks. People who couldn't live up to her expectations of what people should be like.

"In this case it is. And you don't make me feel inferior." Laurel had more than a few insecurities. None of them had to with Kara. Her family, her exes and the real and imaginary flaws she saw in herself, but since becoming Black Canary she had overcome so many of these. Her life as a hero had been the best thing for her, it felt like finding a home.

A softer smile broke out across her lips. "You make me feel more confident. I'm having fun and I haven't experienced that in a long time. This has just reminded me that I need to do more things for myself." Maybe at least once a week she took a few hours to do what she wanted to do. "Saving the world is great but we need more than just that."

#impossiblybustylass #onelastxqueue

theoneandonlytommymerlyn:

“I would like to think you wouldn’t take that particular path. Not an easy one to get out of. If I didn’t have you, who knows what I would have been off doing.” There was a time Tommy believed Oliver to still be alive, went to Hong Kong to search after his e-mail was activated, yet he realized holing onto the past didn’t do anyone any good. Being with people you love is about the only way to heal. “Guardian angel, huh? Makes it sound like what I did was a lot more impressive than it was.”

This had been another second home to him for a while before moving in completely. A place where he could always return to – memories were strongly held, grounded within the space. “I’m going to say right now we need a bigger TV than the one we have now, if only to prevent too much of an argument later on. I’ll be more lenient on the type of couches we look at.”

Laurel would love to say she wouldn’t but he hadn’t know what she felt when the Gambit sank. Laurel had come so close to loosing herself and she was still learning how to live and not just go through the motions. “You would have been partying it up and finding multiple beautiful women to spend the night with.” Maybe not, he had changed and she hoped it wasn’t all for her. “You have no idea what you did for me. I might as well have drowned with them until you came along.” At least when she was with Tommy she got to breathe before going back under.

Laurel glanced at her tv and shrugged. “I don’t see what’s wrong with the one we have but we can have a bigger tv if I get to pick out the couch. Veto option will of course be given.” Just like she planned to veto anything to big, but Laurel didn’t care much about the size. She used it for news more than anything.

#theoneandonlytommymerlyn #onelastxqueue

caitymd:

Laurel

Caitlin could believe that about Oliver. She’d gone back and done some research about his party days when they had first gotten together, but the repercussions of his youth had finally begun to catch up with him and left their marriage in shambles. They had said ‘ until death do us part ’ but Caitlin was pretty sure that didn’t include having enough children to make up a pee-wee baseball team — most of whom were by different mothers.

“ Wait…YOU dated Bruce too??? ” So he wasn’t just mad at her for dating a millionaire…he was mad at her for dating a millionaire that one of his exes had also dated AND apparently a millionaire that was also batman. “ Whoa…wait…back up. Did you just say batman? ” This didn’t change how she felt about Bruce; but the shock of the situation left her wondering how many more superheros she was going to date and not find out about it until much later.

“ I trust you. ” Caitlin corrected her, “ I just don’t trust Killer Frost. ” Which was why she’d gone to Gotham City in such a hurry, but that had nothing to do with their current conversation. “ Oh Laurel…why don’t you come back to Gotham City with me? I’m sure Bruce will let me use his lab to help you if I can. There are times when I’m not quite myself, but if Bruce can handle that side of me then I’m sure you can too.”

@onelastxtime

@caitymd

Apparently Bruce hadn’t told her he had dated her friend. It felt like a lifetime ago and in some ways it was. “Yeah after Oliver died. I went to Gotham for a semester of law school. It was right before my father started drinking heavily.” Than she had come home for break and couldn’t go back. Her family had needed her and things with Bruce weren’t made for long distance relationships. “He was what I needed at the time and we remained friends, but not really close.” Seemed like a lot of her relationships ended up that way outside of the team.

And that was a big whoops. She knew she wasn’t supposed to tell that secret but she thought he would have told Cait. The only reason she knew was because she had started putting pieces together when she became Black Canary and it had been confirmed when she ended up in Gotham to help out their DA’s office. “Don’t tell him where you learned that from? I like being able to visit Gotham.” And he would have her banned from his city in a heartbeat. “I thought you knew. Bruce is an idiot sometimes.” But a charming one. They both seemed to have types.

“I don’t trust me.” Maybe that was why the two got along so well. On paper they had these incredible lives but once you saw more into it, they were full of concerns and fears about who they were and what they could do. “I can handle Sara, and Thea so I can handle you. I have a lot of responsibilities here. Maybe I’ll meet you there. I need a good excuse first.”

#caitymd #v: family tree #onelastxqueue

greentippedarrow:

She wasn’t pulling away; instead, he felt the tug on his coat as she pulled herself closer to him. He leaned back from the kiss enough to meet her eyes. “I promised myself if I got another chance with you that I wouldn’t screw it up.”

“You were wrong in the hospital and I’m sorry it took so long for me to see it.“

Laurel searched his eyes trying to find any trace that he wasn’t being completely honest and she couldn’t. She had never been able to before though. “You’re going to screw it up and so am I. Just don’t run from me this time. You never give me that chance to chase you and I’m tried of waiting for you to come back.” She believed they could work through their problems if he would just stay.

“You’ll have to prove that one to me. I’m to jaded to trust so blindly again.”

#greentippedarrow

herheroics:

“Maybe you just haven’t met the right one yet, or maybe you need a pretty lady in your life too.” laurel smiled faintly at her aunt. she could see that the older blonde was feeling all kinds of weird, possibly because she was saying her moms were happy together and she hadn’t or didn’t have someone like that. hearing her aunt say she had a goal in mind, she could see the twinkle in her eyes and she knew, full well, just where the other blonde had in mind..she wanted to meet her mom, she could definitely figure that out “You want to meet my mom don’t you? You know, I can take you there in this current period, that way, you won’t affect or change the future in how it is.”

blushing lightly, laurel chuckled “ohhhh yes, mama hated it, at times, but she still loved it either way..It came in handy when someone was being hurt.” laurel commented softly as she slid off her jacket and placed it atop of her bag before turning back to her aunt, floating above, waiting for her response. when the blonde said yes, laurel lit up like a christmas tree as she took her aunts hand, bringing her up gently “Yes yes yes, I had that lecture many times throughout my young life.”

"Maybe. The men I date aren't cutting it and there have been a few pretty ladies I've wondered about." She wasn't as open about her bisexuality as Sara was but Laurel had never had a problem with liking women. It was just she had never been in a relationship with one. At least nothing more than a fling. "I do. I just can't tell her anything. I like that, thank you Laurel." It was weird to call this girl by her name, especially knowing she was named after her specifically. But at the same time it felt right and Laurel trusted her instincts.

"Of course she did. You're her daughter and I can't see anyone in this family not loving something about you." They may not always approve of what the others did but they loved each other. "Oh." A wide smile bloomed on her face. "That is so sick." She had never seen anything more awesome. "Than I'll be the cool aunt and not give it to you. I think I used to lecture Sara more than our parents did." She had always been more the mom friend than anything. "What do I need to do?"

#herheroics #l. lance #onelastxqueue

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#about: laurel lance #headcanon #nsfw #onelastxqueue

compressedwaywardsoul:

Oliver keeping hold of his pretty bird felt the same thrills, but she was safe in his arms. Erotic and potent the early valentines day passion seemed to spill over pleasantly.Oliver, loving her hands familiarizing with himself and started to remove open his shirt. Coyly setting her on the railing he smirked, “ All the way to the finish line

Her heart started thundering at his words and she knew better than to look behind her. She really was an adrenaline junkie. Making sure she wasn’t going to fall off the railing Laurel leaned forward and kissed his neck. “I’m going to hold you to that Queen.” She bit down before sucking at the bite and trusting him to make sure she didn’t fall.

#compressedwaywardsoul #o. queen #nsfw #ish

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