“ I totally disagree when people say that Chloe can be a better person than Lila. We don’t know Lila’s reason to lie. A friend of mine used to lie to us, saying she knew many famous people (like Lila said she knew Ladybug). She did that because she was afraid we’d reject her if she weren’t “cool”. When we realized she was lying, no one screamed at her for lying. I actually said that she’d get friends just being herself, and not telling lies.” 

XNTJ vs XNTP Science

XNTJ Science: Now that I’ve found the most probabilistic event that’ll occur from this experiment without actually doing it, I should have a good idea of what I’m looking for to see that if my hypothesis is correct.

XNTP Science: I had an idea late at night and set up a thing. I dunno what’ll do, but there’s a good chance that’ll cure cancer or blow up the planet. Welp. *starts test*

I missed that smile …

Kai Parker x Reader

 (593 words , drabble)

(Reader breaks up with her boyfriend and Kai is there for her , in a way she didn’t expect…)

*not my gif


Y/N sat on her couch , a light blanket covering her knees. A box of chocolates was sitting on the small table nearby. She reached for them but someone snatched them away from her.
“Nah - uh. You are cut off.” a male voice said.
“Give them back ! I need them !” she pleaded. It has been only a few days , she had stopped crying even tho her eyes still hurt. Y/N tried to snatch the box from his hands but he was way too fast for her.
Kai put the chocolates out of Y/N’s reach and sat on the other end of the couch , pulling the blanket so it covered his knees too. Y/N was pouting. A small smile showed up on his face before he spoke.
“Look , I know your boyfriend broke up with you … but eating a ton of chocolate is not going to make the pain go away.” Y/N stared at him for a few moments trying to decide what to say and in the end she just sighed. She had to admit it - he was right .. and all the chocolates did was made her feel sticky.
“Fine. Keep the chocolates.” Y/N said as she got up and went to the small cupboard at the other end of the room , opened it and grabbed a bottle of bourbon. “That will have to do then.” she muttered to herself. A blink of an eye later Kai was standing next to her , the bottle in his hand.  He chuckled and shook his head disapprovingly. Y/N let out a frustrated scream.
“Malachai Parker … ” she started “… what part of ‘I am in pain’ don’t you understand?!”  she said walking back to the couch. Sometimes Kai was really getting on her nerves. Emotions were new to him but still , why couldn’t he grasp the concept that she was just trying to shut down the pain , drown it somehow. He had offered to compell the pain away but she had said no. It didn’t seem fair to her.
“I don’t want an easy way out…” Y/N had told him.

Kai returned the bottle where it belonged and caught up with her in a split second using his vampire speed. He grabbed her hand and made her hurt around.
“I have an idea …” he said wrapping his hands around her waist and pulling her closer.  "… about something that might take your mind off of this.“ A mischievous smile on his face. 
”What do yo- “ she started to say but never got the chance to finish.
Y/N was so startled at first , she couldn’t register what was happening. Kai had leaned in and kissed her. She pulled back confused and a little shocked. Locking eyes with his she felt happiness flow through her for the first time in days ,only somehow magnified. Kai started saying something but he barely managed to being opening his mouth when she kissed him. He slowly backed her to the couch , climbing on top of her never breaking the kiss. Y/N pulled his body closer to hers. It felt as if electricity was coursing through her veins and she wanted more. She wanted this moment never to end. Far too soon for Y/N’s liking ,  Kai pulled away. He was smiling and Y/N was smiling too.
“There it is!” he said grinning. “I missed that smile !”
“Shhh…” Y/N shushed him “Just kiss me again.” she whispered smiling , pulling him closer again.

NOTE :  This is my first drabble / super short story , hope you guys like it ! :)


- Rendben van, ha nem én vagyok az álomnő. Az első szerelmed. Csak arra vágyom, hogy majd húsz év múlva a reggeli kávédat bámulva azt kívánd, bár ne öntöttél volna bele annyi tejet, mert így most már túl világos, hogy az én szemem barnájára emlékeztessen.

And you were sitting there in my arms and mumbling into my shoulder and all of a sudden I realized that it just felt right. You were there and we were just existing and I finally felt like I belonged.
—  from an unfinished story #593

A/N: Happy Valentine’s Day! Anyone else all alone today? Let’s suffer together. Fictional characters never let us down, after all. This was a request from @nerdygirl1219.

Words: 593
Warnings: none

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Who Told?

Originally posted by writers-square

Pairing: Tony x daughter!Reader
Word count: 593
Warnings: A swear

Part 3 of The Unknown Stark

Is Iron Man Tony Stark’s biggest secret? Sources close to the billionaire say no. Stark, owner of Stark Industries, is well known as a playboy. He has shown no signs of being a family man, but our sources say this is completely false. Stark is not only a father, but a father of a teenage daughter. How he’s managed to keep her from the public remains a mystery…” Tony read out loud, tossing the paper to the table where everyone could see. The picture that accompanied the article was one of Tony with some model on his arm. “I didn’t bother to read past that.” He sighed.

You were still in your pajamas, chewing on your cereal. It had been two weeks since you’d moved in, and things had been rough at first. Finally, it worked out for the better. Tony had a room done for you, which you were still decorating. Swallowing, you reached over and picked it up, skimming over the rest of it while eating. With a small shrug, you dropped it. “At least it doesn’t give my name, or a picture.” You pointed out.

Tony gave you a bored look. “How many 15 year old Starks do you think there are in the city?” He asked sarcastically.

Making a fake cat noise with your hand making claws, you took your bowl to the sink. “Sassy today, aren’t we?” You smirked, making him roll his eyes. “Anyways, I have to get ready for school.”  You went to move towards the elevator, just for him to stop you. “What? I don’t feel like getting detention for being late. Again.” Your second day of school after moving in with him, he’d decided to take you to breakfast. 45 minutes away from your school.

“Nope.” He shook his head, his arm across your waist. “I don’t think that’s a good idea.” Tony looked at you.

“What?!” You looked between him and the others. “Dad! I can’t just not go! I have friends, school work…I kinda need to go to graduate.” You reminded him.

He sighed. “You’re staying home today, and I’ll be enrolling you in a private school.” You went to argue and he shot you a look. “Which I should have done when you were younger, but your mother wouldn’t let me. I’m in charge now, kid. Go back to bed, mess with Clint, something. Just…be 15 and annoying for a day.”

You gave him a smile. “I think you’re being annoying enough for the both of us.” You told him before ducking under his arm and walking to the elevator.

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359 The Thinker

The lifelong mission of a 359 is to unite opposition, find compromise, and create workable solutions in otherwise conflicting and disagreeable situations. With both 3 and 9 orienting themselves to the outside world, and 5 seeking security within, the 359 type is particularly well suited to finding previously unseen middle ground between two polar opposites. 3 seeks to impress, and 9 seeks to calm, and with the push from 5 to always try to understand, this type is never satisfied leaving a question unconsidered. This type can also become too withdrawn at times, pulling away from the outside world and seeking comfort within the fantasy of trying understand everything. 359s can also sometimes withhold from those they are closest to as a form of trying to maintain control, rather than letting their 9 guide them in cooperation and mediation.

(description by @naughty-nanny)