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The way you battle is just like the way you move – poetry in motion. It's as if I'm watching a dance as you kick some Death Eater butt. I know from watching you in action that you can handle yourself, which is one of the many reasons I like you. I don't have to worry about protecting you all the time, and yet, I find m... |
Even with this knowledge, I find myself thinking that if a single one of those Death Eaters thinks they're going to get their hands on you, then they'll be sorely mistaken. No one harms a hair on your head, let alone gets close enough to touch you. |
Reason 8: The Size of Your Heart |
I'm amazed by the size of your heart; you seem to have so much room in it for hope, life, love, and forgiveness. Your heart is big and strong, filled with love and strength, rather than bitterness and hate. Many men would have broken by now and become bitter and cruel, but not you, my love, not you. The size of your he... |
Yet, somehow, you do have room in that big heart of yours for me. I marvel at how you make me feel over this simple thing. |
Reason 9: The Fact You Became a Centaur Just for Me |
I still can't believe you did it, my beloved; you died on the battlefield because of that man's soul inside you, only to come back as a Centaur for me. For me, of all people. I'm blown away by the fact that you became a real Centaur just for me. |
You choosing to become a Centaur makes me realize just how deep our love runs. |
Reason 10: Everything |
Oh, my love, oh, my star, I couldn't find a single thing about you that I hate. The way your eyes glow, how you treat others, the size of your heart, your courage, and love – my love, my mate, you mean so much to me. |
Without you, I wouldn't feel what I do; then again, if you weren't at my side, I wouldn't have a heart. |
The End. |
Note: If you haven't worked it out, my pairing for this was Bane/Centaur Harry. |
Genre: cartoons |
Chapter 1 |
Ok guys I got another Smut filled story for ya, and I hope that ya like it, be warned if you DO NOT like this shit, PLEASE DO NOT READ THIS, and those who do, well you’re in for a treat.. A/N: This all takes place in Glove World, the ride Tunnel of Glove.. Spongebob and Sandy were both leaning against each other, awein... |
Spongebob latched onto her lips, pulling her deeper into his kiss, for so long he’s wanted to do this, and he could, and he was, and she was.. .. Moaning.. Sandy wrapped her arms around him, and hugged him tightly while they kissed.. Their hands roamed around each other’s bodies, Sandy's hand rested on his leg just bel... |
Spongebob let out a moan, he held onto her hips, “Show me that you love me.. ” he said as he brought her down to meet his member.. Sandy let out a loud moan mixed with a gasp, once in she started to slowly move herself on him, soft pants came out of their mouths.. Spongebob threw in a hard thrust to get her to go faste... |
She wasn't the only one crying out, he was too, he was picking up the pace, how could that be possible? Their skin was becoming raw, the sound they both found pleasing got louder each time his skin came in contact with hers.. *Pat pat pat pat pat.. .. * |
They were sure that other people stuck on the ride could hear them, but they didn't care, they still wanted each other, it was spreading like a wildfire that needed to be put out, one of them would eventually give in, or both of them would.. Spongebob leaned over her back as he still rocked her, he pulled at her hair, ... |
Genre: tv |
100 |
100 Beautiful Words: Assemblage |
Chapter 1: 100 Beautiful Words: Assemblage |
Assemblage (n.) - A gathering. |
Clarke hears the bell ringing and she knows what it means. The sound has her brain firing signals throughout her body, and her stomach fills with dread. She wants to pull the fleece blanket over her head and ignore the repeated ringing that keeps coming in threes. After the fifth time, it stops. |
"Shit!" Clarke rolls over and opens an eye. Seeing Raven Reyes scrambling around her room shirtless, she remembers. They don't gather for that reason anymore. It hasn't been necessary for one whole year now. |
Her relief is short-lived. "Get up, skanks!" Raven shouts, and Clarke sees she has located a shirt. Raven pulls the fleece blanket off the bed. "Hey," Octavia grumbles, but only pulls a pillow over her head to block out the sunlight. |
"Give us the blanket back," Clarke demands, her voice hoarse. She turns back over and cuddles into the warmth provided by Octavia. "Your wedding is in less than an hour!" Raven shouts, grabbing both of their legs and shaking. Clarke shoots up in bed. "Shit! I know!" Raven widens her eyes at her. "We overslept!" |
Clarke groans and clutches her head. "Not so loud, my head hurts." "Oh. My. God!" Raven yells. "Clarke! Octavia! Harper! Get your asses up. We have a wedding to get to. Octavia, you promised -" "Yeah, yeah," Octavia throws a hand out behind her to wave her off. "Big Brother knows I'm good for my promises." |
Bellamy grasps Clarke's hands in his own, his smile so big it hurts. If someone had told him all those years ago that one day he'd be marrying Clarke Griffin on planet Earth, he probably would've been speechless, the idea of anyone getting married on Earth so far-fetched and crazy. Here they are, though, after five yea... |
"You may kiss the bride," Chancellor Kane announces. Clarke jumps into his arms, and somehow her mouth finds his. He holds on tightly, his hands clasped behind her. The kiss is all teeth; they're both smiling too much for it to be a proper one. Cheering erupts around them, a reminder that this union was much looked for... |
Bellamy still can't believe they made it. He looks around, and it's a rare moment where he doesn't watch his friends and only think about those they've lost. He revels in how light he feels and the fact that all these people are gathered to celebrate the Chancellor's step-daughter's marriage to a man who once shot a ma... |
"Can I tell you a secret?" Clarke asks, her fingers trailing lightly up Bellamy's spine. He studies her face through half-closed eyes. He nods. She traces her fingers back down his spine, and he smiles softly, sleepily, contentedly. His gaze sweeps over her bare shoulder and up to her face again. When she opens her mou... |
"I was terrified when I woke up this morning," she admits quietly. "Of marrying me?" "No." After a moment of silence, Bellamy opens his eyes to look at her expectantly. He moves a little closer, waiting for her to explain. She sighs and eliminates the little space left between them, pressing her face into his arm, and ... |
Bellamy puts an arm around her back and shifts so her cheek rests against his chest. He waits patiently, knowing she has more to say. "It's been a year since we used the bell for either of those things, and I still freak out when I hear it. I don't know how anyone can hear those bells and not think death is coming." "W... |
Clarke scoffs. "Like who?" she asks in disbelief. He kisses the top of her head before answering, "Me. Jasper. Monty. Harper," he adds. "When the bells rang this morning, I swear Jasper turned paper white. And Monty said the time before, Harper started crying uncontrollably." "Really?" Clarke sits up and searches his f... |
Clarke nods, then says, "Well, good. I couldn't have you thinking I'm weaker than anyone else. I am Wanheda." She lets out a laugh, and it's the loveliest thing he's ever heard. He quickly flips her so she's on her back, and he pins her wrists down, his knees pressing into her hips. "Not anymore," he tells her. "Not an... |
Genre: tv |
100 |
Augustus |
Chapter 1: Augustus |
"You pick him up and carry him home. You wanted to have him," Clarke said, glaring at Bellamy as she huffed. |
Bellamy looked at her, unfazed. "You were just as excited as I was when we picked him up. You were the one who cuddled with him the last three times we went to visit him at the animal shelter. You gave me ten minutes before you called him again." |
Clarke raised an eyebrow. "That is no valid argument. I couldn't say no to his cute face. But you wanted a dog first, and I was being the amazing boyfriend I am, and said yes, because we're in a long-term relationship and I plan to spend my life with you. I couldn't help it if he looks like the dog I always imagined ha... |
Bellamy smiled as he sat down beside their dog again. "You even named him, and was I the one who went to look at him when we visited the shelter first? I think that was me, babe. And you're way stronger than me, and you look way hotter when you carry a puppy." |
He looked around the park, watching a young couple discussing while their kid lay on the grass, seeming to have the same type of argument as Clarke and Bellamy. He turned back to Clarke, a mischievous glint in his eye. "Is that so? Should I get rid of my shirt, too? Let all your fantasies come true?" |
Clarke rolled her eyes. "Not in public, Bell. I already have a photo of that, and it's my background picture now. I don't want to give them a show, or let all those girls look at you." |
Bellamy chuckled and took her hands. "Aww, princess, there's no need to be jealous." |
Clarke sighed and sat down beside him. "Look at them, Bell. The man is nice enough to pick their kid up, because as much a part of the decision to conceive one as she was. Because obviously, they're wearing rings. We both decided to get one, and you should carry him, not your lovely girlfriend who loves you very much." |
She knew he couldn't resist her when she talked about being his girlfriend and how much she loved him. It wasn't the first time she used this weakness to her advantage. He always got rewarded, after all. |
Bellamy lay on his back and looked up at her. A moment later, he took one of her hands and pulled her to him. She laid her head on his chest and sighed, lacing their fingers together. |
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