#complicatedyear

          Killian let out a laugh that echoed hers; she had such a contagious laugh that it was hard not to copy it.  “You know exactly what face you’re making, Darling.” The pirate responded, amusement still written all over his face as he snaked his arms around Ruby’s waist, pulling her in for a hug. “There, are you happy now? You’ve gotten your hug.” He teased her, pretending to pull away.

Cassie gently pulled herself from his touch, her eye red and swollen from the attack while the fresh bruises grew darker on her arms. “It was nobody, just some stupid kid trying to steal my phone.” she lied of course, avoiding any sort of eye contact with him. The blonde knew exactly who her attacker was and why they had done this to her but she wouldn’t tell Mike that. Not for her safety but for his. She knew the daxamite prince would have no problem at all in ending her assailants life.

gage stepped up behind andi, a soft hum escaping his lips as he nuzzled his nose against her neck. he could feel her gaze darting around, debating, before she was pressing back against him, hips wiggling back against his pelvis. the action had him groaning, and with that, she spun around to face him, her arms sliding around his neck.

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( is this where i pretend captain wolf isn’t my otp?? i will ship it in hell i stg.

Cassie had been on his case all day, giving him grief like there was no tomorrow. Why? Because she was frustrated in more ways than one and he was there. An easy target to project her anger upon. “Seriously Killian. Why can’t you for once—” she began to rant, but was silenced almost immediately by his lips. Her own pressed to his and all rage and frustration that she had been feeling all day, just disappeared. She knew in her heart that this should stop before it turned into something more but she just couldn’t. She couldn’t bare the idea of pulling away.

Kara couldn’t fathom the idea of being the cause of Mon-El’s marriage ending, but it was something she needed to accept. She couldn’t be a single mother while saving the universe. “How are we going to cope with this? I’ve wanted a child for the longest time— your child... but I never thought it would come to pass like this.” she confessed fingers seeking the hem of her shirt. Toying gently with a loose thread. “Can we do this?” she asked needing some sort of reassurance that they could in fact make this, make them work.