And even more lovely than I imagined she would be

jockshockeys  asked:

cheryl blossom!

First Impression: awful. I didn’t like her and how phony she seemed
Impression now: by far the best, most nuanced character on the show omg i love her to death she’s so great!
Favorite moment: when she dragged bughead that was pretty awesome
Idea for a story: cheryl being happy and successful in the future
Unpopular opinion: cheryl/polly is just as creepy as jason/polly. I’ve seen more people shipping the first than the second and it’s like,,, y'all know cheryl and jason are twins just because they’re lesbians doesn’t mean it’s not incest
Favorite relationship: her and archie. I really wanted to see a sort of qpr with them. Imagine how good that ep would have been if they had a strong friendship before then. Archie had a cheerleading magnet in his locker in the first episode before betty or veronica even joined just saying
Favorite headcanon: i really love the idea of aromantic cheryl tbh. She kisses archie and flirts with people because she knows it’s expected of her or she wants something but she doesn’t actually feel romantic attraction so she feels even farther on the outside. It would take her a while to come to terms with everything and start loving herself tho😢

Imagine

Here’s my meta about the last clip of episode 5.

  • Our intro shot of the karaoke bar introduces our players. I’m especially interested in how we see Mari and Sara twice each (and sharing one shot).
  • May I just say: I am glad my son Eskild is alive and Extra.
  • We have Chris talking to Sara (we don’t see Sara’s face but it’s her jumper) 👀
  • In general we have a big focus on couples (including Evak) and russebussen people. Showing, again, this season’s themes (love and identities/belongings).
  • We have some Chris and Eva talking about wiring money, which seems like foreshadowing to the russebuss contract and payment.
  • Even is about to sing and no one ships Evak more than Magnus.
  • @newlevelofdesperate​ wrote a great meta about Even singing “Imagine” by John Lennon. I agree with most of it.
    I’ll just add that the song is ironic, just like “I’m Not In Love” in s3e5. “Imagine all the people living life in peace.” Sana is feeling the song at the moment. She feels that everything came together, finally. But it’s not true. She wished she could create world peace (if you gave her the power to do so she would, she really would). But she can’t. Some things are beyond her reach and she still hasn’t managed to reconcile her two identities (Norwegian & Muslim).
    Also, I think the song is as much an Even song as a Sana one. Once again.
  • We barely see Mikael walk in, and Elias and the gang look around. Yousef seems to be looking in the crowd for Sana. 
  • No shot of the squad until we get a shot of Even seeing them. Then Magnus and Jonas turn to see where Even is looking (not Isak or Mahdi) and we get another shot of balloon squad: no Mikael. Adam and Mutta seem unconcerned. Elias though sees Even and is not smiling (but he’s not looking mad either).
    He grabs Yousef who was smiling towards Sana and…the smile falters.

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GOT7 react to their s/o who loves wearing heels but doesn’t because if she does she will be taller than them

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Mark - “Babe, if you love wearing them, just wear it. Don’t mind me.” 

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Jaebum - “Just like how you let me wear my bucket hat, I am not going to stop you from looking even more beautiful in those heels.”

Originally posted by saranghaeyojw


Jackson - He would stare at you for a whole minute before asking, “How high are we looking at here?” 

Originally posted by memeslutbutt


Jinyoung - “It’s your feet, and it’s your heels. Wear them before it gets spoiled and ugly. Plus, you won’t be that tall.” He quickly added, “Unless if you wear 10 inch heels.”

Originally posted by jypnior


Youngjae - Being irrelevant and the worried sunshine that he is, he couldn’t help it but blurted out “What if you fall and break your ankles?” 

Originally posted by doteyoungjae


Bambam - “Why aren’t you wearing the heels I bought for you?” He asked. After knowing the reason, he laughed “Babe, I bought them for you to make you look extra gorgeous and fabulous, okay? Don’t worry about the height difference. I doubt that you’d be taller than me.” 

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Yugyeom - “Omg! I remember this line from She’s The Man.” and he proceeds to quote the movie “Heels are a male invention designed to make a woman’s butt look smaller. And to make it harder for them to run away.”

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okay this post is kind of obligatory for me at this point but you guys i am so proud of sara lance

she’s come such a long way from the traumatized kid we knew at the beginning of arrow, the girl who had her whole life stolen from her too early, who was molded into a weapon and then set loose on the world

she’s lost more than a lot of people have, including parts of herself that she may never get back. she’s steeped in self-loathing, views herself as a monster, knows that all the blood on her hands will never wash off 

and yet

time and time again when she is offered the chance to go back and change those things, to bring back the people she lost and seal over wounds that may never fully heal otherwise, to stop her life from spiraling into what it became, she always puts the integrity of time and the good of the world itself first

when she was handed the power to reshape reality as she saw fit she tried desperately to hand it off to any of the other legends instead because she was so convinced that she’s a horrible person, that she can’t be trusted to do the right thing –

(”it’s a weapon. and you know what we do with weapons,” she says to her duplicate self earlier)

– and yet when it fell to her anyway, she looked her dead sister (who she loved more than anything in the world) in the eyes and made peace with her and let her go

and saved the world

and i don’t think any of us can imagine the kind of strength making a choice like that would take

sara has been through so much and come so far and even rip knows she’s where she’s meant to be now, the captain of this ragtag team of legends, because who better to trust with the whole of time than the former assassin who will put doing the right thing even ahead of healing herself

she may never see it but shes a good fucking person

You’re not weak

Originally posted by heatherpotter

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader
Words: 806
Warning(s): Angst. Fluff at the end!

So this is my first real writing on tumblr, so please have mercy with me!
Also English isn’t my native language so if there are any spelling or grammar mistakes I’m sorry.
Thoughts are bold.


(Y/N) can do this!

Sure, she is the best!
Of course, if someone can do it then (Y/N)!

Stop! Please stop!


Everytime I can hear them. How proud they seem to be. But why?

I can’t do anything like they say. Maybe it seems like I could take care of all these things. Take care of my job, my friends and my private life. But it’s not that easy. Of course, I always give you a smile. I don’t want to show you how scared I am to fail.

And I failed so many times and you didn’t even noticed. At least, I thought you didn’t.

Bucky always watches me. Even when I won’t recognize it, he takes care of me. Still I won’t talk to him, he has enough problems to deal with and I don’t want to be another one of them.


Bucky’s POV

There is that look again. I can tell it at the way her eyes scan the room when Tony gives another speech about how great she did in training the new recruits for the field. She’s great. Everyone knows it. And I love her more than she could ever imagine it but she doesn’t know. I don’t want to be another problem (Y/N) has to take care of.

But it would break my heart if I would ever see her with someone else who is not me. I know that sounds selfish but I love her and I don’t want her to get hurt. (Y/N) doesn’t deserves this.

So I follow her when she gives us an excuse to leave. I feel Steve’s eyes on my back when I leave the others behind and stroll after her.

She does that very often but I think the others never notice this. Everytime when some of the others try to praise her in any kind of way, (Y/N) tries to leave or escape this situation because she can’t handle the smiles. I don’t know exactly why but (Y/N) can’t take those compliments. Maybe she thinks she isn’t good enough.

“(Y/N) wait!” I call out and she frozes.


(Y/N)’s POV

Oh please, leave me alone. I can’t handle another ‘How great I am’ speech!

Slowly I turn around and meet Bucky’s gaze. His blue eyes search my face for any emotions like he always does when he notices that something depresses me.

“Yes? What’s the matter?” I ask and shift from one foot to the other.

In some kind of way he looks nervous and his gaze turns towards the floor before he speaks up again and raises his head to meet my eyes.

“I was worried about you. I knew something is up so I wanted to see if everything is okay…” he mumbles and stratches his neck a little bit which looks really cute.

Just say that everything is okay like you always do. You can’t bother him with your problems. Give him a smile and just leave.

The voices in my head are getting louder and all I can do is to squeeze my eyes shot.

In the next second I feel two strong arms embracing me. First I am really caught off guard but then I let myself sink into Bucky’s embrace. I can’t hide it no longer and start to cry.

He begins to caress my hair and kisses my head slightly while he speaks to me “I don’t want you to feel alone. I know that you do everything to make us happy but you have to be happy as well, you know?”

I nod sniffling and raise my head. Softly he strokes my cheek and brushes the tears away that are flooding down to my chin.

“And you know why?” he whispers and looks deeply into my eyes. Slowly I shake my head.

“Because I love you more than I thought I could ever love a person. You are such a strong woman even if you think you’re weak. And you help me so much by just smiling at me in the morning. Can you give me that smile again, doll? Come on…” Bucky winks and gives me his award-winning smile as a smile spread over my face.

“You love me?” another sniff leaves my nose as I look up into his bright blue eyes who sparkle when he gives me a smile “Yes, I do…soo much, (Y/N)”

“Can I tell you a secret?” I whisper and look over his shoulder down the floor to see if someone of the others are watching us. He nods and holds me in his arms as I stand on my toes and give him a quick sweet kiss on his pink plump lips. Smiling he responses with another kiss “Let me guess, you feel the same?”

“You’re such a smart-ass, Sergeant” I grin and wrap my arms around his neck.


I hope you liked it! Give me some feedback if I could change something or if you just want to make me happy!

The One That Got Away [Chapter 4]

Chapter 4 of The One That Got Away

Ch1  Ch2  Ch3

Series Genre: Angst/Smut/Fluff


The big day was finally here and you were feeling anxious as you looked around your empty apartment. If these walls could talk, they would tell countless stories of the memories you and Jaebum shared within them.

Everything that transpired still felt surreal; like a bad nightmare you couldn’t wake up from. You still hadn’t heard from him since that night and you couldn’t blame him.

You were broken and so was he. It was best to let him mend on his own, any contact from you would only deepen the wound.

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Dating would include – Assassin's Creed Syndicate

Originally posted by hellomikky

Jacob Frye 

  • Well, the two of you usually can be found in the fight club 
  • Eventually you patch up Jacob after his last fight 
  • Or Evie has to take care of both of you 
  • It really depends on your mood 
  • “Yes, Evie. That guy deserved every punch." 
  • But to be honest you two are always up to cause mischief 
  •  ”[Y/N], Jacob, what have you done this time?!“ 
  • "We did nothing! … Oh, that. Yeah, we did that." 
  • Giving each other nicknames … all the time 
  • "Love” - “Angel” - “Dear” - “Could you two stop?!" 
  • Jacob is a big fan of public display of affection 
  • The people need to know you are his better half 
  • … and he would be lost without your kisses 
  • Seriously every kind of kiss 
  • "I want all of them, love." 
  • After a hard mission he needs you wrapped up in his arms 
  • Jacob’s mixed scent of smoke, beer and himself lures you in 
  • "Why do I smell beer on you, Jacob?" 
  • … "I think Evie calls me!" 
  • He makes sure you keep up your training 
  • Driven by his fear to lose you forever 
  • Even if he knows you can handle yourself just fine 
  • Him not being able to take his eyes off of you when you plan your mission 
  • The satisfied smirk on your lips makes his knees weak 
  • "Stop drooling, brother dearest." 
  • Randomly he wraps you up in his arms to get his daily dose of cuddles 
  • The two of you get comfortable on his favourite but little settee 
  • Resting your head on his chest, while his arms hold you close 
  • The closer the better 
  • His steady breathing making you sleepy 
  • "God, you are adorable, love." 
  • The two of you are barely fighting 
  • And if you do, it will be solved in the fight club later 
  • "I’m not going to hit you!" 
  • "Good, then it is going to be easier for me!" 
  • Don’t worry neither of you gets harmed, because you end up in a heated kiss 
  • "I don’t think you know how much you mean to me, [Y/N]." 
  • Evie approves your relationship without a doubt 
  • You are good for Jacob and vice versa 
  • And foremost you make each other happy 
  • Jacob could never think of someone else taking your place 
  • You are the only one he will ever love the way he does right now 
  • And occasionally the Assassin tells you his feelings in an unknown serious tone 
  • "I truly love you with every fibre of my body, love. You accept every flaw I have. You adore every insecurity I have -" 
  • "Shut up and kiss me, Jacob." 
  • Your wish is his command 

Originally posted by diospyros-05

Evie Frye

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wonkasbadonkas  asked:

Yo what if Keith's mom is that random Galra from the Weblum episode and when she shows up she looks at Keith and says "hope you've been taking care of my old Lion for me while I was gone"

So, I am like totally ON BOARD with Keith’s mum being the Galra side. GIVE IT TO ME. AND I LOVE THAT IDEA.

Like can you imagine how much this changes everything? Clearly Keith remembers his dad enough to have memories of him and recognize him. So what happened? Was it the single dad life for them? Did he pass and Keith move on to foster care like so many people head canon? How much did Keith know his mother, if at all?

Imagine (And I’m about to go in a totally different direction then you):

-So obviously, Keith’s dad knew and kept it from him. So likely Keith had no idea who his mother was and figured his dad just simply didn’t want to talk about it.

-But one thing that would on the occasion slip out was that his mother loved the sky, and that is why Keith was so determined to be a pilot. 

-Of course, a long ways down the road, Keith is the red paladin, and has long forgotten that it’s probably pretty significant that the red lion was in Galra control

-BUT LIKE IMAGINE IF KEITH’S MOTHER WAS IN ZARKON’S ARMY. Not part of the blade of Marmora. 

-And when she finds out that Keith is the red paladin, She thinks automatically that Keith will side with her and bring them the red lion. “Have you been taking care of my old lion while I was gone?”

-The betrayal Keith feels knowing that all this work he had to do to prove to the others that his Galra side wasn’t who he was and his own mother is one of Zarkon’s most trusted generals. 

-It would be an all out civil war between mother and son. And the red lion would be torn between the two of them, even more so than Zarkon and Shiro because the red lion loves the both of them equally

-Keith’s mum would use him to practically wipe the floor with him. It’s painful for the others to watch, because Keith has no chance defeating her. 

-But imagine that Lance does. Our resident sharpshooter. Because he knows Keith, and this woman means nothing to him as Keith does, so no love lost if he, you know, shoots her in the arm or something.

-”I mean, Keith, she is trying to take the red lion from us. What did you think I was going to do?”

-”She’s still my mother, Lance!”

Oh man, oh man, I love this idea. This is probably not what you were thinking with that episode, but I’ve gotten out of control. (And it went in like the opposite direction)

Dreamworks hire me.

RFA + Minor Trio: Video Games

So I got bored, and being the Mystic Messenger obsessed game addict that I am, my mind wandered to wondering what sorts of video games the RFA would play, like types or genres and some examples (aside from LOLOL in Yoosung’s case of course lol), which led to making this headcanon post. Of course, these are all just my personal headcanons, and I would love to hear what thoughts you guys have for this subject! Sharing headcanons is fun~!! Sorry this got kinda long tho lol I guess I got carried away ^^;;;

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💚YOOSUNG💚

  • Well we all know that he’s addicted to LOLOL, and probably plays or has tried other MMOs. As perfect as those are for him, I’m looking at other types of games for this. Otherwise it’s too easy lol
  • Plays RPGs and adventure games the most
  • When he can make a custom character, his preferred classes are knight or warrior classes, but he’s also open to playing as mages
  • Definitely the kind of player that picks up every. Single. Side quest. Because he wants to help everyone
  • Need a certain number of rarely dropped items? No problem!
  • Want to deliver an item to someone who’s not even a two minute walk away? He’s on it!
  • Got a super difficult optional boss that you want dead that can–and will–display the Game Over screen multiple times, and you’re offering a class-specific item he can’t use as a reward? Sign him the fuck up!
  • Unless they want something he doesn’t agree with… -gives Skyrim’s Blades the side-eye-
  • No matter how hard he tries, he just can’t bring himself to play the “asshole/aggressive character” style
  • “Sure, this assassin was hired by that one traitor who wants us dead, my party is totally against letting him live since he might try to kill us again, and we have absolutely no reason to trust him aside from his seemingly honest answers which he could have just fabricated to save himself, so logic seems to point at killing him to be safe…………buuuuuuuuuut he could be a helpful party member and then no one has to die!”
  • Also, he loves games that encourage interaction with other players!
  • “People think that you don’t get any friends if you play games… but you get tons!” TRUTH!!!
  • So yeah, games with interaction are great!
  • Honestly MMORPGs are fucking perfect for him and and that’s why he’s addicted to LOLOL! lol seriously dude game with me plz
  • Really likes Pokemon for the sense of community with trades and battles and such
  • Totally attempted to make a competitive team at some point
  • Whenever new games are announced, he and Seven figure out who gets what version so they can trade version exclusives and such
  • Can never beat Seven in a battle tho… The one rival battle he can never win T^T
  • Also this guy is a Kirby fan fight me on this

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pizzapizzapasta  asked:

hi!!! I have a prompt!! Can you do one where betty is about to tell the rest of the gang that she and jug are dating, but jug freaks out and pulls her away to like a broom closet, and then Veronica and Kevin catch them kissing in it? (or something like that) and could you do it in Jugs POV??? THANK YOU!!!! I love your writing :)

Thank you for the prompt, m'dear! It’s been so long since I wrote first person I hope I did Jughead justice!

(Can’t format this the way I want cus I’m writing this on my iPad in the bath of the hotel room I’m staying in lol. Best way to write in my opinion)

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It wasn’t a big deal, I knew that. Archie had already confronted me about something going on with Betty. My heart had dropped to my boots at his question, trailing off because he didn’t quite know how to ask if such a thing could even happen. I understood, I didn’t want to admit it but even I shook with disbelief at the idea of Betty Cooper kissing me back, pressing her hand almost too softly against my neck - it sounded like something that only happened in movies. I didn’t realise I’d been so obvious about my feelings towards her, the tiniest iota of reciprocation from her plush pink lips breaking a dam within me, one that had been threatening to fail for years.

“We may have had a moment,” I told him hesitantly, feeling my face arrange itself into a grimace as I watched his reaction closely. His face was too still for comfort.

“Nah, it’s cool…” My eyes narrowed. I’d known Archie Andrews almost all his life, and right now he was in no way ‘cool’. I nodded regardless, wanting to shift the topic as soon as possible.

Never in my wildest dreams would I have even dared to imagine a universe in which Betty Cooper returned my feelings. What I knew, but was terrified to admit, was that the things I felt for this timeless Hitchcock blonde went beyond anything I deemed a teenage boy capable to feel. But this wasn’t a high school rom-com and Elizabeth Cooper was so much more than the longed-after love interest. She was versatile and stable, classic yet corrupt. A Jane, a Grace, a Marilyn… a Harley. She was an expect and lingering on the sidelines all while pretending to be on centre stage.

But what did I know, Betty Cooper had been the main character in the production that is my life for longer than I could remember, before even I knew the plot points. Never was I more grateful for the invention of the red herrings that were Betty’s feelings for the red headed boy.

Every time she caught my eye in the hallway, sending me the shyest sly smile, I felt the sound die away around us, edges blurring in a vignette until we were all that was left. She could have stepped out of a black and white movie but I’d be forever grateful I got to see her in technicolor. The sunshine gold of her hair, the ever changing green of her eyes, the way the pink of her favourite sweater matched the blossoming blush across her cheeks every time I dared to dance my fingertips across her peaches and cream skin. And never was I more thankful that I got to live offscreen, feel her warmth as she held me against her, ever the consoler. That I didn’t just have to imagine that she smelt of bubblegum and strawberry milkshakes, but I could breathe her in like oxygen when she let me press my insatiable mouth against her neck, fluttering pulse point so very real against my lips.

But the camera angle has to widen eventually as the meet cute trips into developing storyline.

“C'mon, Juggie, they all basically know now anyway,” she told me, gripping on to the crook of my arm as she walked us towards the common room. “It seems neither of us are as good at keeping secrets as we’d like to think,” she finished, rolling her eyes before staring up at me, unblinking and wide-eyed. I tried to keep my breath steady.

“Well I don’t know about you but I was perfectly fine at it before you came along,” I teased her, gazing down at her with a small smile. She grinned and bit her lip, sending my heart into overdrive. “Let’s do it then.”

Archie, Veronica and Kevin were sat in their usual spot on the couches talking amongst themselves. Archie nodding absentmindedly, pretending to listen to Veronica as he tuned his guitar, Kevin leaning forward in shock-horror as the girl described the moment she caught her heel on a dip in the pavement and snapped it clean off.

“Those were my favourites too, this town basically owes me,” she grumbled, the humour evident in her tone. Betty kept me tight against her side as she waited for a lull in the conversation to start her speech. My palms turned sweaty.

“Um, guys…” she started quietly. Despite her tone it was like a shot rang out into the crowd, three pairs of eyes turned to us instantly. “Jughead and I just wanted to tell you-” I could feel each gaze, like they were watching the tape before the final cut.

“That we’ve got a lot to do for the next issue of The Blue and Gold and probably won’t be around much this week,” I cut her off, words out of my mouth before I could even register what I was saying. I caught the start of the confused look Veronica shot Betty before turning and booking it out of the room.

I was halfway to the office before she caught up with me.

“Juggie! Where are you going, what’s wrong, what-” I glanced around before pulling her into the closet to our left. “Jughead, talk to me!” Betty’s eye were turned down at the corners and a physical pain tore its way through my chest at the thought of taking an ounce of happiness away from her. I took a shaky breath, trying to order my thoughts, unable to meet her penetrating gaze.

“I’m sorry, Betts, I just… I’m scared, I guess.” I could feel the embarrassment heating up my cheeks in betrayal. She blanched.

“Of what? Me? Am I not-” Her eyes misted over as I watched her mind flick into overdrive in her eyes. My throat closed at what she thought. I never wanted to make her feel like she wasn’t good enough, not desirable enough. My hands went gingerly to her waist, clutching desperately when she didn’t push me away.

“No! No, Betty you’re so wonderful. I couldn’t dream of anyone more kind and caring and compassionate as you. I… I want the whole world to know just how amazing you are and that out of everyone in the world you could possibly have for some insane reason you chose me,” I told her in a crazed whisper, eyes pleading with her to understand.

“Then why?”

“What we have… I didn’t think it existed, not really. But this, it’s ours and I’m just worried that if we tell people something change, someone would… make you see just how wrong I am for you and I don’t think I could take that, Betty,” I finished in a whisper, my voice barely audible as I blinked away tears. She could tear down my walls with one look and it terrified me. Exhilarated me. Suddenly her hands were cradling my cheeks, pulling my face impossibly close to hers.

“You listen to me, Jughead Jones. You are the one that is wonderful and caring and compassionate. The way you have dealt with everything life has thrown at you continues to, and will never not, astound me. And then when you’re with me you’re just you I feel privileged to be the one you share that with.” She paused, her voice choked slightly. My heart ached. “And no one will ever take you away from me,” she ground out, words forceful as a fire blazed behind her eyes.

I couldn’t take it anymore. I lunged forward, capturing her lips with mine in a frenzy. She tasted better than I remembered, even. Our tongues fought in a newfound battle for dominance, surprising us both, but I was putty in her hands as she took my tongue between her full, swollen lips and sucked gently. I let out a low groan, pulling her impossibly close, unable to handle an inch of space between us. My hand slipped beneath her sweater, desperate as a man drowning to feel her skin against mine, to quench the fire growing deep in the pit of my stomach. She hitched her thigh against my hip and my legs almost gave out.

The click of the door latch tore us apart, chests heaving and eyes glazed with lust.

“See, I told you, Kev. Everything’s fine,” Veronica smirked while Kevin just stood with his mouth hanging wide. “P.S. guys, if you’re gonna go full on cliche and get hot and heavy in the janitors closet, you might wanna try making a little less noise,” she quipped with a menacing grin. My eyes shot to Betty’s, her red face looking, I assumed, exactly like my own. We held eye contact for a while before I watched her face crack, doubling over in hysterical laughter. I stared at her in amazement before being unable to follow suit. Veronica was right, I thought as I looked at the joyous wonder in front of me, everything was fine.

Fruits Basket’s relationship

This might be a spoiler for those who have not read the manga. Read at your own risk.

 I just thought about this recently; Kyo and Tohru’s relationship is probably going to be the healthiest of ‘em all.

In most romance series, characters usually get together at the very end. However, what I really love about Tohru and Kyo’s relationship is that they managed to work on their insecurities before they got into a relationship. Yes, Tohru helped Kyo (but she basically helped everyone), and Kyo helped her, but they seriously had to open their own bottles of insecurities before they got together. 

Before Kyo ended up with Tohru, he really had to learn how to control his anger. He and Yuki had to work on their problems. He had to accept his curse and recognize that it won’t hinder his life completely.

Tohru had to learn to believe in herself. She already knew what she wanted to do after she would graduate, but she needed to love herself…even that “ugly’ part of her that she rejected for so long. Moreover, she had to come to terms with the fact that as an individual, she has the room to love more than one person in her heart.

And once they both were able to do that…
They both were not broken. They were not half of each other. They were two wholes coming together. I can only imagine Tohru and Kyo arguing about the small stuff and discussing with compassion when it comes to the hard stuff.

To put this into context, just think about Haru and Rin. Rin had so much angst. I bet even though Haru was with her, he had to suffer a lot in the very beginning.

Then again, what do I know about relationships?

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You know the stories and you know the rhymes, of beautiful mermaids living under the glittering surface of the world above. Even Auradon Prep had one such beauty, none other than the most famous of mermaid’s daughter. She too, like her mother, fell in love with her own Prince Charming.


Prince Ben was everything a girl would want - charming, handsome, charismatic, funny, and so much more. But alas, he was with Audrey, Sleeping Beauty’s daughter, who was everything any guy would want. At least physically - everyone agreed her attitude needed adjustment. While you watched from afar and hummed songs of old, you imagined your life with Ben.

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anonymous asked:

Could you please do a fic where bughead never got together and remained friends but everyone ships them? Like Betty confrontation or plan to get them together would be good. Thank you so much I love your writing! You're amazing!

Thank you so much pumpkin! I love this prompt. I think Veronica would be captain of the Bughead ship, so that’s how I wrote it!!


“Jughead, this article is incredible,” Betty said with a smile after she finished reading it.

“Thanks, Bets.” Jughead returned her smile from where he was sitting across the room. “Well, I’ve got to head to class. We have a test and I wanna look over my notes before it.” Jughead stood up and slung his back over his shoulder.

“Okay, but you are going to meet me after school for that interview right?” Betty reminded him

“Yeah of course” Jughead called over his shoulder as he headed out the door.

“Oh my god” Veronica said when the door swung shut behind him. “I swear it’s like I’m not even here when the two of you are together.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Betty said with a shrug and went to sit next to her friend.

“Don’t give me that B, you two are so into each other it’s almost nauseating to watch.”

“Me and Juggie? Don’t be ridiculous, we’re just really good friends.” Betty shook her head in amusement. Veronica saw possible love connections everywhere she went.

“I’ve seen good friends, and it doesn’t look like that.”

“V, don’t be silly. There is nothing going on between Jughead and me.”

“Not yet,” Veronica said with a wiggle of her eyebrows

“No, don’t even think about it,” Betty said firmly

“About what?” Veronica said, feigning innocence

“No matchmaking. I know how you get. Promise me you’ll leave this alone” Betty could imagine few things more embarrassing than Veronica trying to set her up with Jughead.

“You’re no fun” Veronica pouted.

“Promise”

“Fine, I won’t help you get together with the one person who would be perfect for you, ” Veronica said in a huff. She stood up and tossed her hair over her shoulder before dramatically exiting the classroom. Betty sighed when she had left. A small part of her wanted Veronica to break her promise and set her up with Jughead, she had slowly but surely been developing an intense crush on the boy as the year went on. But the bigger part of her wanted Veronica to stay true to her word because she knew there was no way that Jughead felt the same about her and she didn’t want to be humiliated and let down.

*****

“Have you noticed anything different between Betty and Jughead?” Veronica asked Archie at lunch.

“No” Archie responded, half concentrating on the conversation and half concentrating on the song he was writing in his head.

“Really? Archie think!” Veronica pressed. Archie sighed and gave her his full attention. He thought about his two friends and how they had been acting recently.

“They have been spending more time together I guess, and they have definitely grown closer. I used to be the one who Betty would come to for help, now it seems like she is going to Jughead more and more.”

“Are you jealous?” Veronica half teased. 

“No, I think it’s a good thing, it means that she is truly over me.” Archie was glad that they were back to being just friends, but a small part of him did miss being the one person Betty would trust with her problems. Now he felt like he barely knew what was going on in her life. “Wait…do you think they are dating?” Archie said as the thought suddenly occurred to him.

“No, I know they aren’t. But I think they like each other, even though Betty denies all feelings for Jughead.”

“They are really good friends, Ronnie” Archie reminded her.

“Ye, I know that. Just do me a favor and pay extra attention next time you see them together and then tell me that they aren’t completely smitten.”

“Okay,” Archie had barely gotten the word out when Betty and Jughead strolled over. Looks like he was going to get his chance then and there.

“Hey guys” Betty greeted them as the two sat across from Archie and Veronica. Now that Archie was paying attention he noticed how close they sat. They had the entire bench to themselves, but they sat with their shoulders brushing. Veronica shot him a knowing look.

“So, Jughead, how was your English test?” Veronica asked

“Ugh, it’s like I didn’t even read the book.” Jughead said with a groan. Archie watched how he smiled down at Betty when he said it and how she laughed and looked up at him with a sparkle in her eyes.

The rest of lunch continued similarly, Archie noticing more and more how Jughead and Betty seemed totally absorbed with each other. The two lovebirds left lunch early to go to the Blue and Gold offices to discuss something. As soon as they left, Archie turned to Veronica.

“How did I not see that before?”

“Because you spend a lot of time in that head of yours, worrying over various problems.” Veronica said, tapping his temple with her hand.

“They really do like each other, don’t they?” Archie was still marveling over this newfound information

“Yes, and I think in an odd way, they are perfect for each other.” Veronica said, proud that she had been right.

“I think so too,” The more Archie thought about it, the more sense it made. Jughead had been more connected and involved recently. He had been actually doing things with the group, not just with Archie. Jughead had also seemed happier and less moody lately. Archie realized that all was because of Betty. And Betty seemed more at ease when she was with Jughead. She was always trying so hard at everything, but with Jughead it looked like she could just relax and be herself.

“Okay, so what are we going to do about it? Veronica asked, bringing him out of his thoughts

“About what?”

“About the fact that they are obviously in love with each other and don’t seem capable of getting together themselves.”

“Are you talking about Betty and Jughead?” Kevin asked as he suddenly appeared at the table. Veronica clapped her hands in excitement.

“You’ve noticed it too?”

“Of course, it’s impossible to miss.” Veronica threw a glance in Archie’s direction at Kevin’s words, but he pretended not to notice. “You should’ve seen how Jughead reacted when he found out she was going out with Trev. That boy could barely contain his jealousy. I thought that would spur him into action, but here we are weeks later and nada.” Kevin said with a huff.

“But what are we supposed to do? I don’t think either is going to appreciate us meddling in their love lives.” Archie protested.

“We wouldn’t have to meddle if they would just talk to each other about how they are feeling. But I think they are both too afraid of being rejected.” Veronica said.

“So how do we do it?” Asked Kevin.

“We put the idea into their head that the other one has a crush. I’ve already started with Betty. Maybe if Betty thinks Jughead likes her and Jughead thinks Betty likes him, one of them is more likely to make a move. So just mention it every time you get a chance.” Veronica suggested.

“That might work…” Archie was dubious, but since this was a fairly mild plan he was willing to give it a shot.

“If it doesn’t, I’ll just come up with something else”

“I don’t doubt it,” Archie said, smiling at her self-assuredness.

*****

When someone slid into the booth across from him, Jughead looked up expecting it to be Betty. Instead, he found his red-headed friend grinning at him.

“Waiting for someone?” Archie asked

“Yeah, Betty. Her mom made her come home right after school to do her homework, but she promised to try to get out after she finished.” Jughead knew there was a chance that she might not be able to make it out, but that didn’t stop him from hoping every person who walked through the door was his blonde friend.

“You have been spending a lot of time with Betty recently.” Archie noted. Jughead turned his full attention on his friend, immediately suspicious with that line of conversation. He lived in constant fear that Archie would realize what a huge mistake he made and tell Betty he loved her and she would accept it with open arms.

“Yeah…we’ve been doing a lot of Blue and Gold stuff,” Jughead said, trying to keep the concern out of his voice.

“I know, and you’ve seemed to have grown a lot closer.”

“Look, man, if you want to ask Betty out, just go for it. She and I are just friends.” Jughead said, unable to continue dancing around the subject.

“What, no…that’s not what I…” Archie stumbled over his words. “I will always see Betty as a best friend and nothing more. But even if I wanted her, I doubt she’d say yes. I think she’s interested in someone else now.”

“Who?” Jughead asked, suddenly and irrationally jealous of this unnamed stranger.

“You, dummy” Archie said with a smile.

“What?” Jughead’s head was spinning slightly at the constant shift in the conversation

“Look, I know I have been oblivious in the past, but it’s kind of hard to miss how much you two like each other.”

“What…I don’t…” Jughead did not like where this conversation was going. How had Archie guessed his feelings? Was he that obvious?

“You never used to sit with us at lunch or hang out with us in the break room. But since getting closer with Betty you are suddenly Mr. sociable.”

“It’s just because we are working our investigation.” Jughead’s protest sounded weak even to his ears.

“Dude, I see the way you act around her. I’ve never seen you act like that with anyone else. You are so happy and connected and almost gentle when you are with her. Don’t deny that you like her.”

“Fine! Maybe I do!” Jughead said a bit louder than he intended to. He lowered his voice and continued. “But things are really good between us right now, and I don’t want to do anything to jeopardize our friendship.”

“Because you think she doesn’t feel the same? I’m pretty sure she does Jug. She looks at you the same way you look at her.” Archie said.

“I can’t take that risk. Can you honestly tell me that everything is the same between you and Betty.”

“No, I mean it’s definitely different now, but we are getting there. And it’s not the same situation.” Archie protested.

“I’m not risking it” Jughead repeated firmly “Now can we please talk about something else.”

“Okay” Archie looked pained, but he agreed with a nod. “How about you tell me what you’re working on.”

*****

“And where are we heading off to so quickly?” Kevin caught up with Betty after school. “It wouldn’t be to see a certain beanie wearing boy now would it?”

“Oh god, not you too” Betty groaned and looked over at her friend who was currently giving her an impish grin. “Did Veronica put you up to this?”

“I’ve been put up to nothing. I’ve simply noticed how your face lights up when he walks into a room and how happy you seem since you’ve been spending more time with him.”

“Okay, maybe I like him. But it doesn’t matter because he doesn’t feel the same and I am not putting myself out there again after what happened with Archie. So you can just tell Veronica to give up on this whole cupid thing.” Betty said and walked away before Kevin had a chance to respond.

*****

“Idiots, both of them” Veronica threw up her hands in frustration after Archie and Kevin had told their stories. “They both like each other, but they are both too afraid of rejection to tell the other.”

“So how do we get them to confess?” Archie asked. Veronica paced back and forth for a few minutes, trying to come up with a plan.

“What if we locked both of them in a room together and didn’t let them out until they talked?”

“I don’t know…they are both pretty stubborn” Kevin pointed out

“True, but even the most stubborn people have to break down eventually. What do you think Arch?”

“It might work, I mean their main problem is that they aren’t talking to each other about how they feel right? If they start talking they would realize that the feel the same way.”

“Exactly, and honestly, I can’t think of anything else.” Veronica said

“How do we lock them in a room together? Other than a jail cell, most doors lock on the inside. I could probably get dad to lend us a cell”

“I don’t think that will be necessary,” Archie said “When I was really little I used to sleepwalk. To keep me from hurting myself, my parents turned the doorknob around so the lock was on the outside.”

“Is it still like that?” Veronica asked

“No I grew out of my sleepwalking and they turned it back around, but I’m pretty sure I could figure out how to switch it back.”

“Okay, so we get them in your room, tell them to talk to each other, and only let them out when they have confessed their feelings,” Veronica said in excitement.

“You do realize they are both going to be furious with us.” Kevin said

“It’ll be worth it if we get these two beautiful idiots together.” Veronica said firmly.

“I don’t know Ronnie, don’t you think it’s going a little too far?” Archie said.

“We are just making them talk to each other.” Veronica said, her voice raising in annoyance, “It’s not like we are shoving their heads together and saying ‘kiss’, although that is a good plan B.”

“Ronnie!”

“Kidding” Veronica said, but that was only half true. “Look, if you two don’t want to be involved, you don’t have to be. I will tell them I planned this all myself. But I have never seen Betty happier than when she is with Jughead. So if I have to get her made to make her happy, I will gladly do it. And I am doing it. With or without you guys.”

“I’m in,” Kevin said immediately

“Me too, although I might live to regret it,” Archie said with a sigh.

“I’ll take what I can get,” Veronica said with a smile. “Now let’s get to work.

*****

Betty let herself into Archie’s house just as his text had said. She hurried up the stairs, worried about how urgent his text had seemed.

“Hey Archie, what’s-” The words died on her lips as she stepped into his bedroom and saw only Jughead, sitting on the bed and strumming Archie’s guitar. Jughead looked up in surprise when Betty entered.

“Betty, what are you doing here?”

“I got a text from Archie, telling me to meet him here ASAP.”

“I got the same text.” Jughead put aside the guitar “I guess he needs to talk to both of us.”

“No, no, no…” Betty whirled around as a thought occurred to her. She turned just in time to see Veronica with Kevin and Archie, slam the door closed. Betty went over to the door and found that it was locked from the outside. “Veronica, you promised!” She yelled through the door.

“Some promises are worth breaking. We will open this door after you two talk.” Veronica shouted back.

“Veronica!” Betty yelled again, but she already knew it was a lost cause. She turned around to find Jughead standing behind her, looking at her with a curious expression.

“What is going on?” He asked.

“Veronica is just being Veronica” Betty wasn’t sure how to explain the situation without telling him everything.

“What did she promise you?” Jughead pushed. Betty sighed and went over to sit on the bed. She couldn’t believe her friends had forced her into this situation. “Betty? What’s wrong?” Jughead was still standing, looking at her with concern.

“This is ridiculous, absolutely ridiculous.” Betty was still avoiding answering his questions. Jughead came and sat next to her on the bed.

“You don’t have to tell me, but just know that whatever it is you can tell me. Plus they aren’t going to let us out until we talk.” Jughead said, giving her an encouraging smile. Betty gave in with a sigh,

“It’s just so silly. Veronica got into her head that we both like each other and she had made it her personal mission to be our very own private matchmaker. So she won’t let us out until we confess our feelings for each other. It’s silly isn’t it?” Betty said with a slightly bitter laugh, hoping the tremble in her voice didn’t reveal her true feelings.

“I don’t know.” Jughead spoke softly.

“What?” Betty asked, not sure if he was saying what she thought he was.

“I don’t think it is silly.” Jughead took a deep breath like he was preparing to jump into water. “At least from my side it isn’t. I’ve liked you for a while now, I’ve just been too scared to tell you. And I know you might not feel the same, but I think I will regret it if I never tell you, and since we aren’t going to be let out of this room if I don’t, I figure why not…” Betty silenced his babbling by cupping his face in her hands. She shook her head in amazement, barely able to believe what she was hearing.

“I do Juggie, I do feel the same” She breathed. It felt so good to say the words out loud. Jughead sighed in relief and then lowered his lips to hers. His hands also cupped her face, bringing her closer to him. It was a soft, short kiss, but it was enough to convey their feelings for one another. Betty laughed when they broke away.

“I hope you’re not laughing at my kissing ability, ” Jughead said with a mock frown.

“No, no, that kiss was amazing. I’m laughing because a few minutes ago I wanted to curse Veronica out and now I want to hug her.”

“Yeah, I think I owe her a thank you, and Archie and Kevin as well. Without the, I don’t know when I would’ve worked up the nerve to tell you.” Jughead said with a smile. He leaned down to kiss her again, but right then to door unlocked.  Veronica swung open the door with a smug smile.

“No need to thank us, we were just tired of you guys making heart eyes at each other all of the time.” Betty laughed and went over and hugged her friend.

“I want to be mad at you, but I just can’t. And you two…” Betty said as she broke away, eyeing Archie and Kevin. “I can’t believe you went along with her crazy plan.”

“We had our moments of doubts, but we really did want to see you guys together.” Kevin said. Betty hugged the two of them and then moved to stand next to Jughead. He took her hand and laced their fingers together.

“Well, you got your wish. Now Betty and I are going to go someplace where our every word isn’t being listened to behind a closed door.” Jughead said, pulling Betty with him as he left. The two laughed as their friends oohed and made kissing noises behind them.

“They are ten years old, I swear,” Betty said, looking up at Jughead as they walked. He led her down the stairs and out the door.

“Ten-year-olds that sure know what they are doing” Jughead responded. They walked for a long time, no destination in mind. All they wanted was to talk and be in each other’s company. They would be forever grateful that their crazy friends had forced them to admit their feelings for each other.

Save Me - Part 2 - Chapter 45

My senses slowly started to return and as we laid there, neither of us wanted to completely pull away. Still in the pure relaxation that only an orgasm can provide, I barely noticed my hand was still wrapped around his shaft or that his fingers were still deeply embedded in my pussy.

Being in this moment, especially after the day we had, I wished we were somewhere else. Somewhere private and with nothing else to do but be together in our own little world.

Of course that wasn’t the case. In a very short period of time, Jared would be wrapped up in all that is Thirty Seconds to Mars. Not that I was complaining, I was happy to be here and experiencing this major part of his life. Still, I can’t help but want him all to myself too. It wasn’t like I had unlimited time with him. For me, tour life would be ending in just another few days.

Our limbs were still wound around each other but as the minutes ticked by, we both knew we needed to pull ourselves together. Despite knowing that, he didn’t seem to be in a rush so neither was I. Until the moment he said it was time, I was going to appreciate the moments I had snuggling closer to him.

Jared doesn’t lay still for long though, his mind is always moving a mile a minute. I know part of him wanted to stay but there was another part already thinking about what he needed to do over the next few hours. Once he started to get a little fidgety, that inevitable moment was here.

“I’m sorry baby, I need to get moving.” Jared whispered against my lips as he slowly pulled his fingers from my pussy, “Not that I want to…”

Biting my lip at the loss, I whispered back, “I know..”

Gently letting his shaft slip from my hand, we both let out a sigh. With his arm out of the way, I molded myself against him as his arms snugly wrapped around me. I could feel each relaxed breath he took, all the stress from today seemed to have finally melted away.

Tilting my head up, I nuzzled my nose against his. Whispers turned into soft kisses that broke the silence in the room.

“Any minute Emma’s going to knock on the door..” I warned, silently not wanting to be responsible if he was late for the second time today.

“I know..” Jared said, parting my lips with his tongue, deepening our kiss once again.

It will forever amaze me how in the span of a second, he can completely overtake my senses.

His tongue gently gliding against mine, being in this quiet moment, the energy between us seemed different. It was so much more sensual than sexual, if that makes sense. This moment simply felt like we were truly connecting on a level of comfort and affection I’ve never felt with anyone else and I relished in it.

If I didn’t already know, this moment would have confirmed it… I am completely in love with him and right now I can’t even imagine leaving.

Constant knocking on the metal door suddenly pulled our attention away from each other.

“Jared.. Meet and Greet starts in ten.”

Emma sounded a bit agitated as she yelled through the door. I have a feeling my presence here caused him to unload a lot of responsibilities on her which probably wouldn’t be that bad if he didn’t continue to add to the list.

“I’ll be right there.” Jared shouted back.

“You’re gonna make Emma hate me.” I said, biting my lip.

“Nah. She knows it’s me.” He said, bringing his hand to my cheek.

I could still smell my scent on his skin as his thumb caressed my cheek. Turning my lips away from his, I kissed his hand. Jared let out a grunt, he knew we couldn’t stall any longer. The pressure was on.

Besides, even he knows he’s a control freak and although he’s shifted some responsibility of set up to other people, without a doubt he’ll be double checking that things are the way he wants them prior to the show. That takes time and we didn’t have a lot of that today.

Slowly untangling our limbs, Jared leaned away from me. I noticed him looking between us with a smirk.

“This wasn’t very well thought out now, was it?” He said with a chuckle.

“Ugh, man….”

All Jared really needed to do was wash his hands. Unfortunately for me, it was going to be a bit harder to look presentable again. I was so wrapped up in the moment, I didn’t realize as I was stroking him, I was also aiming at myself! I had cum all over my hand and jeans but at least the brunt of it was on his hoodie.

Lovely. Another show I’d have to worry everyone could smell sex on me.

“There’s not that much.” He laughed, assessing the damage then pulling me closer to him, “I couldn’t help myself.”

Grabbing a handful of my ass he gave me a sloppy, wet kiss, only making the mess worse and he knew it.

“Stop! You’re making it worse!” I giggled, pushing him away, “You have clothes to change into, I don’t.”

Jared laughed as he finally let me go and rolled off the couch, “I’ll go grab a towel so I can clean the mess you made.”

I rolled my eyes, he was such a smartass, “My mess? I don’t think so.”

Cocking his eyebrow he smirked, “That sass is making my hand twitch.”

“Promises, promises.” I teased, causing him to shake his head.

Sitting up I was better able to assess how messy I actually was. Jared was right, it wasn’t as bad as I initially thought. Although I did have a few wet spots, majority did end up on his hoodie or on my skin so clean up wouldn’t be that bad.

Holding his hand out to me, “Come here, baby. Let’s get that hoodie off.”

Very carefully, Jared ended up being able to maneuver it over my head without getting anything more on me. That was actually surprising since he couldn’t stop laughing at me the entire time.

Standing back he said, “See not so bad..”

Tossing the hoodie near his suitcase, I made a mental note to pick that up later. The last thing I’d want is for Emma to grab it while she was cleaning up after him.

“I’m going to make myself presentable.” I said, rolling my eyes again before I caught myself.

I was clueless as I walked past him buttoning my jeans. Hauling his hand back, he smacked me hard on my ass. So hard, I jumped.

“Ouchy!!” I exclaimed, immediately rubbing the sore spot with my hand.

“Told ya your sass was make by my hand twitch..” he smirked.

I fought the instinct to roll my eyes and instead, walked straight into the bathroom rubbing my bum along the way. Within a few minutes I was pulled back together and washed up. A dab of perfume and I’d be ready to go.

Walking back into the room, I expected to only see Jared but instead the room was full of crew. Robert was standing off to the side so I walked over to him, I didn’t want to interrupt Jared who looked like he was in the middle of handling ten things.

“Hey Vivie!” Robert said, “Ready for the show?”

As Robert and I chatted, I could see Jared watching out of the corner of my eye. It’s funny how just a glance can give you a sense of security.

Emma rounded the corner and as soon as she caught Jared’s eye, she motioned it was time for the Meet and Greet then walked over to us.

“This is the day from hell.” She said, clearly already worn out.

I felt instantly bad knowing I had something to do with the craziness of the day.

“I’m sorry, Emma..”

“Oh it’s not you, don’t worry. I know it all Jared.” She said rolling her eyes.

I tried not to laugh because that was exactly what Jared said she would say.

Jared quickly finished his conversation with Sheep then started to head for the door.

Emma and Robert walked out as I waited for Jared. I wasn’t sure if he wanted me to stay here or if he wanted me to come with him.

“Ready?” Jared asked, wrapping his arm around my shoulders.

“You want me to come?”

“I do. Unless you really want to stay here instead.”

Pulling me with him as he walked out the door, it seemed like the decision was already made. It was definitely one I was happy with too.

Shannon was on his phone standing right outside the door to the room the Meet and Greet was going to be held in. As we approached, he smiled, putting his phone in his pocket.

“Shit.” Jared said, “I forgot my phone in the room. I’ll be right back.”

Taking off back down the hall, I saw Emma just about loose it. Looking to me, I shook my head and mouthed ‘phone’. That was all she needed to hear.

“Hey Vivie..” Shannon said.

“Hey yourself! Did you get some rest?”

“Nope, you?”

“Nope.” I laughed.

“I’d say you should just stay back for this stuff and chill but I don’t think Jared’s gonna take a chance and let you stay alone again.” He joked, nudging my arm.

With a giggle, I agreed, “You’re probably right. This time he didn’t give me the option.”

“What are you guys laughing at?” Jared curiously asked.

Neither of us realized Jared was already back.

“Just about no rest for the weary.” Shannon told him, giving me a wink as he turned and walked into the next room.

Got asked to draw more Alexander Creighton-Ward! I imagine this is some kind of fancy, expensive sibling photo shoot, in which in which big sister is about to plonk a big lipsticky kiss on one of long-suffering Alex’s pointy cheekbones.

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Look to the Stars

Originally posted by oriondiary

Request: “ You don’t have to write this now, but whenever you are ready, can I please request a oneshot where the reader comforts Kylo Ren about the passing of his mother. I am devastated and sobbing as much as the rest of us and I totally understand that you don’t want to do this for a while, but when you can, I’d greatly appreciate it because I think Kylo would need a hug. May the Force be with you and with us all ❤”

Summary: The First Order ramps up its efforts to take out the Resistance, despite their failed attempts to find the base. Though in one successful feat, they impose sanction like tyranny over the system, bringing them news they rejoice over. All members celebrate this newfound victory, except one.

A/N: Ok technical stuff first, I figured we could consider this a sort of sequel to “You Really Got A Hold On Me” and a stand alone, cause it just worked. Also song rec (in case you enjoy crying hah) “Princess Leia’s Theme”. I hope you all enjoy it, and now to the more emotional note:

Let me tell you guys, I got so many feels just beginning to write this. I’m sure that just like me, many of you felt as though Carrie Fisher was a part of your life, your idol. She was definitely mine growing up. I’m sure my words would sound redundant at this point, but she really was my icon and hero growing up, and it hurts to see her go, but at the same time, I’m glad she gets to go home. So here’s to you Carrie, Princess Leia, General Organa. Thank you for inspiring people throughout your years, and may all those who felt your inspiration carry it into the future. You will not be forgotten, and I doubt Episode 8 will be watched with dry eyes. May you rest easy in paradise space mom, we love you.


“But I don’t want to go.”

Sighing heavily Leia shook her head as she crouched down to the ten year old’s smaller stature. Despite not being all that tall herself, her son hadn’t sprouted much in height either. At least for one instance in her household she could feel as though she were towering over. Endearingly she smiled faintly at him, placing a hand gently on his shoulder.

“Sweetie I know you’re not excited about this, but it’ll be good for you.”

“Being home with you and dad would be good too.”

“Ben, you know being home isn’t going to help.”

“Mom you haven’t even tried training me at home!”

She sighed, “Ben…you know I would love nothing more than to have you stay home with us, but…I’m not capable of training you.”

“How do you know?”

“You need a teacher that’s stronger in the force, because you’re strong in the force.”

Solemnly Ben hung his head as Leia smiled glumly at him, hating to see the way his brown eyes lost their glisten. Despite putting her duties as a senator and general as high priorities, she could never imagine her son as anything less than the first. Gently she placed her hand on his cheek, tilting her head faintly.

“I’m not sending you to Luke because I don’t want to have you around…I’m doing it because there’s a great power in you…one you need to learn to use.”

Ben slightly looked up from under his strands of ebony hair, the resemblance to a begging puppy not missing Leia for a second.

“…So…this isn’t punishment for the accident?”

Leia shook her head with a faint smile, “Of course not dear. This is not to punish you. I just want to do what’s best for you.”

Carefully taking her finger under his chin, she pushed it gently, bringing his eyes to hers. 

“You know I love you right?”

Ben nodded, still not budging from his glum expression. 

“And you know nothing could change that right?”

Ben’s brows rose just slightly, “Nothing?”

Leia smiled as she gave him a slow nod, “Nothing in the galaxy could stop me from loving you.”

Ben’s lips faintly curled as Leia gently ran her thumb over his cheek.

“And as your loving mother, I want you to train with your uncle and become as powerful as I know you can be.”

Ben’s head lifted slightly, lips curling a little more despite the sinking feeling within his gut.

“…What if I don’t?”

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Heyo~ I've had this idea for a while but I was shy to ask xD The scenario is that Amy has been injured horribly by the villain and is held captive. The base she's captive in would self-destruct in one minute and no matter how hard Sonic tries, he can't break the bars that she's behind. She tells him to go, to leave her, he refuses, but someone on the team had to forcibly take him away and the base explodes Do you think you can use your writing magic to bring this life and have a happy ending?

I’m gonna be honest, these are the prompts I LIVE for. Not only did you give me motive, major plot point, AND left it up to me to decide where it goes, but you said it so sweetly, ‘I’ve had this idea for a while’ ANYTIME ANYONE STARTS A LINE LIKE THAT I GO-

Originally posted by timetravelersloth

Oh boy~

So thank you! I’d love too!!!!

Prompt:

T-MINUS 50 SECONDS

“Sonic! Stop!”

“Grr…!!!”

The bars of the cage weren’t like any other, but Amy couldn’t help him with her super strength, being chained to the very floor, though able to get up if she spread her legs out to sit with them to her sides.

The reason Sonic wasn’t responding to her frequent cries was because he had seen her weariness, her absolute hopeless state.

He wasn’t aware of what they did to her, but his imagination took over and the fury of just thinking about it sent his body glowing to different, darker, shades of blue…

“Sonic.. Sonic, it’s not gonna budge!”

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“I know you want to save me,… but this time…. this time I’m…” she looked to him with tears blurring her very vision of him. Love and concern for his life more than her own.

This man who was controlling Eggman was a mind-manipulator, and with his unique abilities, had lead her to this fate to lure Sonic to his doom…

He even knew that Sonic would risk his life to save hers…

He had called it, “A true Romeo despite his Juliet.”

But to her,… Even with that slight, untoned insult, Sonic was simply her beloved hero.

Though, she was filled with immense love at seeing him struggle, though the stone walls were caving in on their secret underground location, and the fires beneath her growing more and more unstable by the chemicals leaking into it’s magma.

She could barely strain herself to look over and see the counter, 25…24…23…

It moved faster than her tears could fall.

“Sonic!” She franically turned back to him, putting her hands out and gripping the cage, trembling at the effort it took to launch herself as close to the bars as she could muster, which wasn’t very close.

Sonic breathed heavily, the heat getting to him, as his eyes looked wild. He kept shifting back and forth between blue and the darker shades… he was beginning to realize… that without the Chaos Emeralds… he’d be helpless to stop what was to come next.

“…Sonic…” she caught his gaze, as he looked up, and her fingers… oh, so tenderly, pushed through the small gap, able to do so only until the chained steel that replaced her once beautiful bracelets clanged against the metal of the bar.

She caressed some of his face.

“I can’t let you die in vain.” she shook her head, “Sonic! Sonic, you need to live! You need to free Eggman! Save and preserve this world from that man’s mind control! And Sonic… Oh, Sonic…” He moved as close as he could to the bars, gripping them, as she spoke softer than.

In every bit of a desperate attempt to save him, spoke out her last farewell.

“Always remember… I loved you more than life itself.”

She then nodded behind him, as Sonic’s eyes suddenly widening, his darker shade taking over as hands threw themselves over to him, pulling him away. “No.. No!!” he fought them, kicking as Amy dropped her hands, withdrawing herself to the far end of the cage.

She squinted her eyes shut, and looked away.

“AMMMYY!!!”

“Quick! We have to get him out of here!”

“What about Amy?”

“…It’s… She can’t..” Tails looked down, sorrowfully, as Knuckles turned to see the cage falling anyway, Amy shoving it to the side, slamming herself against it as much as she could to rock it.

She didn’t want Sonic to stay and have a reason to any longer.

He’d keep fighting Tails and Knuckles, like what he was doing now, and wouldn’t go willingly if she… if she…

She took her final breath.

“AMYYY!!!” Sonic’s darkness spiraled, before Tails and Knuckles almost lost their holds.

“Knuckles..!” Tails shouted out, as Knuckles, sorrowfully, with so much regret as he closed his eyes, threw back his fist and knocked Sonic out, the impact completely fading the darkness.

As they retreated, Tails flew with Sonic in his hands, and Knuckles glided to safety alongside him.

3….2…..1….

There was a massive explosion, as Sonic’s quills gently blew back by it.

They were safe enough away, but Tails started to cry, and shook his head, mourning for his friend. “Amyy!!!!” he cried out, unable to forgive himself, even if he knew that’s what she wanted.

Knuckles floated down to a cliffside, and fell to his knees, weeping down at the ground. “She let herself fall… she did that for us! RAHH!” he smashed his fist to the ground, cracking the earth.

“She was too good to die!!!”

Tails put Sonic down and just held a hand on him, his shoulders bouncing as he couldn’t imagine what Sonic would feel when he woke up hearing this… or just jumping to that conclusion.

The impact of Amy’s death even shook Eggman out of his mind control, and he, himself, defeated the manipulator.

In his own way of remorse, he looked to a piece of fabric that had been ripped from Amy’s dress in a previous battle beforehand, and gripping it in one hand, he moved it to both his hands, and then fell to his knees, silently knowing his judgement was yet upon him.

He bent down over it, placing it near his face.

Sonic would want revenge. Didn’t matter who or what. Something

An eye for an eye

And Eggman knew he was probably going to be at the bunt of Sonic’s heel.

Amy opened her eyes.

“Amy Rose… Amy? Please, open your eyes!”

Amy blinked to see a white light, and slightly panicked. “Is this… heaven?”

A man chuckled, “I think you’ll be alright.”

She moved up, feeling her body ache as the man carefully helped her up, holding her to steady her torso.

She gripped her stomach, “Aren’t I… dead?”

“You certainly were going to be.”

Amy looked and blinked towards the man, as he formed into a white hedgehog in her eyes.

“Who… are-?”

“No time to explain,” Silver stated, juggling a Chaos Emerald in one hand, before tossing it up and catching it. “Well… I guess we technically have all the time in the world.” He made a pun, but she didn’t understand.

She looked to the emerald, “Is that..?”

“Yes.” he knelt by her, placing his hand holding her up now on her shoulder, keeping her steady that way, and positioning himself in front of her. “Alright, I’ve changed my mind. I’ll explain. This is the future, destroyed by Sonic’s uncontrollable rage and anguish. I’ve traced the trigger point to you… your death,… Amy Rose.”

Amy’s eyes shook, listening to him, before getting up, and gawking at what she saw around her.

He slowly rose up, “You… were his trigger.”

The world was desolated, buildings were ruined and barely standing. It was horrific, and he was saying this was his world? Her world? the one she had asked Sonic to preserve?

“I spoke with an ancient man named Shadow. He was fiercely wounded in a battle against Dark Sonic, and retold the tale to me. Being unable to wield Chaos after his battle with Dark Sonic, he taught and bestowed the right to me. To time travel and save your life, thus… preventing this future apocalypse from ever happening. And… ultimately… saving the known world.”

He held out the chaos emerald to her, as she looked frightful at all she heard and saw.

She looked down to it, “….Dark… Sonic?”

“Yes.” Silver nodded. “I know you can only see him as your friend, but please understand… because of his regret in your death,… he becomes a monster beyond the realms of known power. Chaos consumes his heart, by his own will, and he continually destroys, trying to… I’m not sure I should say.” Silver looked away, as if the truth was to painful to relate.

“To see if there was any way I was still alive.” Amy felt something catch in her throat, and she closed her eyes as she struggled to swallow. “All this… he did so much destruction,…”

“He couldn’t handle losing you.” Silver slowly raised his head back up to her, his sincerity almost heartbreaking and deadly at the same time. It showed how much he resented Sonic in it. “He couldn’t handle failing you.”

Amy dropped to her knees, before covering her face in her tears.

She knew he had always cared about her… but this level… this… the impact of seeing the world after her sacrifice pained her heart and also revealed how truly Sonic had loved her.

It wasn’t much of a comfort though, seeing how many innocents had been affected.

“Miss Rose…” Silver stepped up beside her, and offered her his hand, looking more serious than sympathetic this time.

After all… he had viewed this scene since infancy.

“Let’s prevent this future.”

“…Yes…Take me to Sonic.” Amy went to give her hand to him.

Suddenly, a robotic laser came between them, and Silver quickly looked up. “Badniks!”

“Still!?” Amy was amazed, shouldn’t Eggman be dead by now..?

“Renegades!” Silver grabbed her and flew off, holding her close, and looking behind him, trying to speak quickly. “After Sonic first snapped, Eggman went on the defensive, trying to seek mercy and repentance, even though he wasn’t the immediate cause of your death! RAugh!” he spun around, throwing an arm out and sending a massive green, glowing physic wave at the robots advancing toward him, and then flew off into the forest.

The branches barely phased him, though you could tell their prickly, burnt but trying to survive corpses were painful and not pleasant at his current flying speed.

Amy even felt like she was being brushed with bendy spikes, before he narrowly escaped more beams and lasers.

“What then?” Amy spoke up through the chaos, looking up at him. “Ah!”

He charged up, landing swiftly to the ground, letting her go before doing a move normally signature of Shadow. He crossed his arms and blasted the robots away as he opened them.

“This way!” he motioned for her to follow, and they dashed into a cave.

She fell to her knees, still exhausted, as he used his ability to levitate her to safety, and push other following robots away.

“Are you alright?” he knelt over her, as she breathed hard and threw a hand up to his furry chest, pulling him down.

“Then… what…?” she looked angry, as if not wanting him to stall any longer.

He gulped, and she let him go as he pulled away, now released.

“…He couldn’t control himself… his power killed Eggman.”

Amy squirmed, not able to comprehend it.

She turned away, crying. “It can’t be…”

Silver remained silent, watching her expression.

“I’ve never known anyone to love Sonic… considering his friends tried to stop him and were all destroyed in the process… they wouldn’t give up on him… but his true self was lost forever to the Chaos that overtook him.”

“Stop it! Stop it! I don’t believe you!” she grieved this news, turning and thrashing, unwilling to accept that.

“…It’s true. Miss Rose.” Silver looked away.

He gripped a nearby rock, “If I don’t get you to him soon…”

“He’s not a murderer! It’s not him! It can’t be him!” she continued to toss herself left and right, her tears barely able to fall, not much were left after how much she cried with Sonic… risking everything to try and save her life.

“I can’t believe it… I won’t believe it!”

“…Those robots were Eggman’s last hope at saving his own hide. Now, they attack anything that moves.” Silver glared back at the entrance of the cave.

He leaned up, scanning the area. “Shadow told me to get you to Sonic as soon as possible. And keep you far from the Dark Sonic that exist in our world. Most likely, he wouldn’t recognize you at the level of insanity he’s at now. Our only hope, is to get you to him as quickly… and safely as possible.”

He turned back to her, a man with a mission, before bending down and tenderly offering her his hand again. “Please…” he looked desperate, but was trying to be considerate of her. “According to Shadow’s memory… you loved him. Loved him enough to die. Shadow can understand that. Someone did that for him long,… long ago. He feels a connection to Sonic because of that. He said he was so passionate about saving Sonic because he was so close to turning into what Sonic has become himself. Until he remembered his true promise to that girl… a favor… he owed to you.”

Amy looked at the hand, before up at Silver, marveling over Shadow’s words.

“…He… he said that by saving you,… this universe could be saved.”

“…Shadow…”

“I’m begging you… Take. My. Hand.” Silver jerked his hand a few times with each pause, showing his seriousness as he narrowed his eyes, clearly wanting her to cooperate and stop questioning the reality around her.

She nodded, and took his hand.

He helped her up, holding her hand then nodded, pulling her gently closer and lifting the Chaos Emerald up.

“Chaos-!!!”

She tensed her body.

“CONTROL!!!”

Tails suddenly saw something bright was forming behind him, and turned around.

“Woah!” he jumped over Sonic to protect him, and ducked his head.

Knuckles did the same thing, looking behind him and rushing to Sonic and Tails, holding his body over them.

When the light faded, the two men looked up, and were amazed at what they saw.

An angel was holding Amy, before letting her step out of the light, and then disappeared, nodding to her a goodbye, as she nodded in return.

She turned seriously back to the two.

“A…Amy?” Tails was barely able to speak.

“It… It can’t be… b-b-but it has to be!” Knuckles leaned up, getting to his feet, and gesturing out with his palms towards Amy, elated.

“You’re alive!”

“Please… help me wake up Sonic.” Amy held out a sweet hand to stay them, before bending her eyebrows back, smiling sweetly to her friends.

They were so filled with joy and wonder, that it took them a second to wipe their eyes and rouse Sonic up from his current state.

“Sonic! Sonic! You’re not gonna believe this!” Tails exclaimed, so happy, so thankful!

So.. relieved.

Sonic came too, shaking his head, “Ughh…” he put a hand up to his head.

Amy felt her entire being wanting to just leap out and embrace him, but held back, taking in deep breaths to calm herself.

So much destruction… so much anger… all because he loved her so much… and couldn’t forgive himself.. for something… he didn’t even do wrong.

“A…Amy?” he looked around, but Amy stood behind him.

She outstretched her hand, but in a wild gust, he rose to his feet, hoping slightly on his feet. “Amy? Amy!? AMMYY!!!”

“SONIC!!!”

Sonic turned around.

His immense panic left him, and he dropped to his knees, his eyes forming such release of all worry that her heart almost broke for him.

“Amy… You made it.” he bent his head, struggling not to cry.

The team all stared, but smiled gently, knowing it was probably best to just let it out, but not telling him what to do.

“I thought… I saw you… the cage… it was tilting.. how did you-?”

As he rose his head, his hands tightly up against his head, Amy rushed down to the ground in front of him, and held both hands to the side of his face.

“I love you, Sonic The Hedgehog. And I know you love me. More than even your own heart can take. I understand that now. But please, please don’t ever feel you will ever fail me!” she embraced him, squeezing the living daylights out of him.

She wept so wonderfully that the team just couldn’t help but feel glad, unable to cry anymore.

Tails and Knuckles looked each other, before rushing to join in on the reunion.

“…Amy…” Sonic’s eyes shook, a little confused by what she meant by that, but put a hand delicately to her back, and rubbed it slightly, in comfort.

“I don’t know what I’d do without you.”

Those words stung her very spirit, as she knew exactly what would come of that.

The team all embraced as Sonic wiggled in awkwardness, not liking the touchy-feely moment, “W-woah…emm…Ughh..” he shrugged, seeing it was only appropriate, and embraced the team back, as everyone laughed to release the tension.

She never parted from his side since, even when he seemed annoyed by her insistence on staying close by him, he never complained too much, and she knew it was only for the best.

(Tearjerker right here. -wipes eye- I’ve written something similar to this before, but I up’d the ante a bit, and i like how it turned out :) major AU, lol)