THE SWEETEST PIE. + EDDIE, STEVE

I'm 5 seconds and a bad meal away from dropping out and being a struggling artist 😭

Blue-green colors flashin' I would be your only dream

hiii!! i had an idea for a Billy blurb and I’ve been stuck on it ever since

Billy just wandering through a town, minding his own damn business when he finds a barmaid with one hell of a fire in her, literally pulling a shotgun on a guy for touching her and hitting her horse

and he’s like “oh shit, she’s crazy, but kinda cute”

thanks!!

ouuuu yesss!!! i love this idea thank you<333

update: it’s posted here!!

DAREDEVIL S2E4: “PENNY AND DIME”

𝗚𝗜𝗥𝗟𝗙𝗥𝗜𝗘𝗡𝗗 𝗟𝗢𝗧𝗧𝗜𝗘 𝗠𝗔𝗧𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗪𝗦 ┊ 𝗆𝖾𝖽𝗂𝖼𝖺𝗍𝖾𝖽 (𝗉𝗋𝖾-𝖼𝗋𝖺𝗌𝗁) 𝗅𝗈𝗍𝗍𝗂𝖾 𝖾𝖽𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇

n/a. requests are taking longer than i thought i literally feel like my brain is melting off, but i also felt bad for not giving y'all content in like 2 days (yes i’m a cancer moon 🙄) so i wrote this for y'all in the mean time 😛🫶🏼

‣ 𖥨 One of the best things about Lottie is how affectionate she is with you. She loves to cuddle and specially to hold hands.

‣ 𖥨 She has a habit of playing with your fingers. And if you're wearing rings, she'll fidget with them for a while and then steal them from you, putting them on her own fingers.

‣ 𖥨 She's also very protective of you. If she thinks you're in danger, she's not afraid to speak up or take action. And when someone on your team is too hard on you, she always stands up for you.

‣ 𖥨 She's very intuitive and always knows when something is bothering you. She's always there to listen and give advice when you need it.

‣ 𖥨 Lottie values communication and always makes sure to talk through any issues or concerns in the relationship. She appreciates honesty and openness and will always be upfront with you.

‣ 𖥨 Her love languages are def acts of service and gift giving.

‣ 𖥨 You spend a lot of time at Lottie's house because her parents are never there, and you know she feels lonely even if she doesn't show it. She really appreciates your company.

‣ 𖥨 When you're watching movies together, you often lay your head on her lap as she plays with your hair.

‣ 𖥨 She has a really big closet. You often tease her by asking if she has a secret compartment like Hannah Montana (she might tho). She lets you to pick out anything you want from it.

‣ 𖥨 She even let you take her Yellowjackets hoodie, the one with her player number on it, which you proudly wear all the time.

‣ 𖥨 If you ever need a ride, she’ll go get you, no matter how late it is. And if she can’t come, she’ll send her chauffeur to pick you up.

‣ 𖥨 Even though she's no expert, she's surprisingly good at french — probably because her parents got her a tutor when she was little. So she always helps you with your homework whenever you need a hand.

‣ 𖥨 After she confessed to you how she buys a bunch of shitty clothes from TJ Maxx with the intention of returning them later for store credits, you couldn't help but going with her and doing it as well, laughing your assess off as you left the store empty-handed but with 400+ points in your accounts.

Jon Bernthal as Frank Castle — DAREDEVIL: BORN AGAIN | 1.04 Sic Semper Systema

Hayden Christensen as Anakin Skywalker AHSOKA | 1.05

— let the light in, lucy gray baird

pairing: lucy gray baird x fem!reader

warnings: slight tbosas spoilers, Y/N usage, established relationship, standard ballad of songbirds and snakes warnings.

authors note: i adore lucy gray so much !! i had to write about her i swear! she is my fav girl rn, and i hope you all enjoy this !

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After you cheated to help your tribute, Lucy Gray, you were banished to none other than District 12. Well, at first it was said to be 11, but you bribed the Peacekeeper’s with the remaining money you had.

At least in banishment you could attempt to find your songbird.

It was quite upsetting at first when you heard the news, mainly because you had to leave your friends behind, Coriolanus and Sejanus. Your family didn’t care much for you, and you felt the same about them.

But you didn’t have much to loose, so you were content with the decision— even if life in the Districts was very different than what you had previously known.

The first week, you didn’t see a glimpse of the brunette, but you were also extremely busy with settling in. You got a small apartment and a job as a nurse for the Peacekeepers.

It wasn’t until Saturday night when you were invited by some random girl from work to the local pub, known as the Hob. Needing some liquid courage you decided why not and tagged along.

But the second you stepped into those doors and heard that all-too familiar beautiful voice singing, your heart damn near stopped.

You can’t take my charm,

You can’t take my humor.

You can’t take my wealth, ‘cause it’s just a rumor.

Nothing you can take was ever worth keeping,

No, nothing you can take was ever worth keeping.

She sung the same song she did the first time you saw her, the smile on your face only growing as she came into view. You continued your walk throughout the crowd, splitting off with the people you came with to get closer to the girl.

Thinkin’ your so fine, thinkin’ you can have mine.

Thinkin’ your in control, think you’ll change me,

Maybe rearrange me, think again if that’s your goal!

She smiled brightly as she strummed her guitar for the intermission, as when she turned her eyes fell onto you. Shock was obvious on her face, the girl almost stopping the strumming of her guitar by it. The wide eyes she had were replaced with smiling ones as it sank in. You sent a small wave and a nod her way, the girl’s smiling only growing as she ran back up to the mic.

Can’t take my sass, can’t talk my talkin’.

You can kiss my ass, then keep on walkin’.

Nothing you could take was ever worth keepin’.

Oh, nothin’ you could take was ever worth keepin’.

She sang her heart out, her eyes and that smile never leaving your gaze.

Nothing you could take from me is worth dirt.

Take it, ‘cause I’d give it free, it won’t hurt.

Nothing you could take was ever worth keepin’.

No, nothing you could take was ever worth keepin’.

Her and the Covey Band finished the song with cheers and claps erupting from the crowd, more specifically, you.

“Thank you, 12, for another night.” She bowed, nodding before leaving the stage.

You followed her with your gaze, shuffling through the crowd in an attempt to get to her. After a moment of shoving and apologizing, you finally got backstage.

You walked through the corridor. “Lucy Gray?” You called, cautious with your steps. You nearly jumped out of your skin when she jumped on your back.

She let out giggles at your yelp, smiling against your hair as she left kisses on your neck and shoulders. The feeling of her lips on your skin sent tingles down your spine as you remembered the kisses you shared through fences in the moonlight.

“Y/N!” She smiled, jumping off your back to properly hug you. She pulled your into her arms, her head going into the crook of your neck.

“Hi,” You whispered as she pulled back, a smile on her face.

“I thought I’d never see you again, oh, I thought they killed you. That’s what the rumors around here said.” Her southern drawl mixed with her concern pulled a smile out of you.

“I’m okay, they just banished me here.” You explained, you hand coming up to rub her worry lines away with your thumb. She smiled at the action, her hand rubbing your arm lovingly. “Other than a few punches, they treated me well. Bribed ‘em into putting me in twelve, y’know I had to come back for my songbird.” You brushed some hair behind her ear.

She turned a light shade of pink at the nickname you gave to her the first time you met at the train station. “How long are you stayin’?”

“Forever, I guess.” You shrugged. “I don’t really have anyone else to go back to, really. My parents pretty much disobeyed me, and all I had at the Capitol were Coryo and Sejanus.”

“I’m sorry, Y/N.” She grabbed your hand, squeezing.

“It’s alright, bird. I’m with you, that makes it okay.” You teased, smiling.

She stared into your eyes for a moment, her honey eyes flickering down to your lips. Without a word, she turned on her heel, her hand still laced with yours and pulled you into a small room.

You followed with furrowed eyebrows, opening your mouth to say something, but the second the door closed you were pinned to it, her lips on yours.

You moaned against her lips in shock, your hands coming up to cup her cheeks, deepening the kiss. Her hands squeezed your hips as she smiled against your lips. When you pulled back for air, the smile never left her face.

“I missed you, so much.” She whispered. “I can’t wait to introduce you to the Covey, they’re gonna love you.”

Your thumb rubbed against the scar on her cheekbone. “I can’t wait either, bird.”

She left another kiss on your lips before turning on her heel, and running to the corner, rummaging through a chest on the floor.

You walked over to the middle of the room, a love-sick smile on your face as you watched the girl.

She turned back to you with the same rose you gave her all those weeks ago in the train station, a mischievous glint in her eye. When she was eye to eye with you, she presented it with a curtesy.

“Y/N, will you give me the honorable title of your girlfriend?” She asked, a teasing smile on her face with a serious tone in her voice.

“Why, yes, Ms. Baird, I would love to.” You accepted the rose, your cheeks dusted pink as she ran forward to connect your lips again, giggling.

Your heart was full as you held your songbird, love being shared in your kiss. Yeah, you thought, I’m gonna be okay here. 

And in the arms of your lover, nothing could hurt you anymore.

new babygirl just dropped <3

how to love a hero

description: how to love and be loved by a hero: with tenderness and warmth, washing the blood from each other’s hands after a long day.

pairing: marc spector x reader, steven grant x reader (implied; could be read as platonic)

genre: angst, hurt/comfort, established relationship

word count: 2.2k

warnings: not canon compliant, canon-typical violence, blood/injury, nonsexual nudity (gn!reader), kissing, swearing, 16+

a/n: one of the panels from moon knight (2006) inspired this cause it left me in shambles. they shower together (not explicit) marc and reader both need a hug and they’re getting one here!! i was writing from my shit memory, so my mind muddled some of the scenes from the show together (and bc i didnt know where i was going with this) but i fixed it. i also held this hostage in my drafts for like 2 (3?) months sorry lol

The handcuffs around your wrists felt like an unnecessary touch. You weren’t really sure why these people even had them in the first place, but after what you did to a quite few of them, you guessed it was probably a smart precautionary measure. Arthur Harrow’s followers kept shoving you forward like you couldn’t walk yourself. Your legs and hands ached and so did your head, but the pain suddenly went to the back of your mind when your eyes met the reason you were here.

Marc was kneeling on the ground, hands behind his back. The several guns pointed directly at his face made you swallow thickly, throat drying up fast. Your name flew out of his mouth when he saw you, eyes hanging on the blood stains all over your clothes before searching for any injuries. Marc immediately assumed the worst because that’s always been what he’s best at—and you must’ve been bleeding out with the amount of red he could see.

He lunged at Harrow, but his shoulders were pressed down roughly. “You piece of shit!”

“It’s not mine, Marc,” you reassured him, wrists straining against the tight cuffs.

“Did quite a number on my people, actually,” Harrow said as he took a few steps towards you. You thought you heard the faint sound of broken glass, but you weren’t sure where it was coming from. He glanced over his shoulder. “I can’t help but wonder what Ammit’s verdict might be.”

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