Get Past This Part4

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           “Why do I feel so nervous?” You asked Kate as you fixed the sleeves of your barely covering your ass black dress, scrunching your nose after you pulled on your black heeled booties. “I’m missing something,” You held out your hand to Kate and she quickly threw you the dark grey sleeveless zip coat. You put it on and faced her for expection.

           She nodded in contentment, “Yep all good, why’re you nervous? It’s only dinner.”

           “Only dinner,” You echoed, “with two boys I used to call my brothers.”

           Kate cupped your face and smiled, “You’ll be fine, if anything goes wrong I’ll come and pick you up.”

           “Why can’t I just take the car?” You asked.

           “Because the last time you drove upset you nearly got in a crash and I nearly lost my baby,” Kate answered while handing you your black purse. “Now please, go have fun; dance a little, laugh a little.”

           You sighed with a smile, “Okay,”

           Kate smacked your bum and you laughed while you walked out of your room and out of your apartment, you got into the cab and told him where to drop you off. On the way there you glanced down at your phone and saw a text message from Johnson, telling you not to be surprised if he kissed you because he was so excited to see you. You felt yourself grinning down at your phone as you typed back that it was okay because Jack had basically done the same thing, he told you that him and Jack were already there and for you to get here quicker. Your stomach burst with butterflies when you realized that you were pulling up to the restaurant that Johnson told you to come too. You quickly paid for the ride and found yourself walking towards the table they were sat in.

           It was like Johnson had a radar for you because the second you stepped into the eating area, following the lady who was bringing you to where the boys were sitting, his eyes hit yours. Your lips spread into a shy smile as Jack turned around in his seat, a sexy smile on his lips as you walked towards him.

           “They look overly happy to see you.” The lady teased as Johnson stood up. You gave her a smile and she stopped walking, holding out her arm as if you didn’t know where you were going already.

           Your legs just carried you and suddenly your heart started beating faster, to say you dreamt about seeing Johnson again was an understatement, you had thought about it so many times, you had imagined it happening again and again, in the most surprising places. Sometimes you dreamt that they would show up at some frat party, just because, or if you were walking around the mall with Kate and you bumped into them at the cash register, and even thought about it happening at a coffee shop, but you never thought it would happen.

           The look on Johnson’s face was just pure happiness, his eyes were gleaming and his smile widened with every step you took to get to him. His arms immediately opened for a hug and you walked into him, pressing into him as far as you could get because this felt like a dream. If it was a dream, then you wanted to hold onto him until you woke up. With his arms wrapped around your shoulders and your face dug into his shoulder, his cologne wrapped around you and tears sprang into your eyes because at one point you didn’t know if he would actually come back for you once his life calmed down.

           “God,” Johnson sighed into your neck, “I never thought I would see you again.”

           “Well,” you pulled back with a smile, “you never did say goodbye.”

Your cheeks burned because of your smile, but Johnson took no notice as he grabbed your face and kissed your cheek, halfway thankful he didn’t attack your face like Jack had done. When he pulled back he reached for the chair that was between him and Jack and pulled it out for me, you sat down and smiled at Jack. “Hey,” you breathed.

           “Hey gorgeous,” Jack grinned and leaned over to kiss your cheek, “how’re you?”

           “Yeah, fuck, you have to tell us what’s going on with you?” Johnson sat as he sat down.

           “Well,” You leaned back into the chair, placing your hands in your lap. “I’ve been doing good, Kate’s made sure I haven’t gotten too lonely without you guys.”

           They gave you a sad smile but Johnson asked, “Do you know what you’re going to major in?”

           And that’s how it went for a good hour and a half, between the eating, laughing and drinking, you just talked. About everything, not one thing was left out. You told them about meeting some creep at a party, told them that he followed you into your room and you had to kick him in the balls and call the police. You told them about the first time you got drunk here, about how you and Kate scaled a fence and skinny dipped in not only the pool but also the ocean. They told you about Digitour, told you about all the drama. They told you about MAGcon ending, but also that they still hung out with the guys and talked with them nearly every day, they told you about their trip to London and how they had their first legal beer and told you about how they got their hearts broken.

           And then you made the mistake asking about Nate and suddenly the table got awkward and quiet. “I genuinely want to know,” You told them. “Not because I think we’ll ever get back together, but he had been my best friend before my boyfriend.”

           Johnson looked over at Jack and tilted his head while fiddling with his straw, “Should we tell her?”

           “Tell me what?” you asked, looking between the two wondering who was going to tell you.

           Your eyes settled on Jack and he placed his elbows on the table, rubbing his jaw. “Nate’s been with this girl for 3 months now,” Jack said slowly.

           You hadn’t meant too, you thought two years had been enough for your heart to get over it, but you guess it hadn’t been enough because when Jack told you, the words sank in and hit you like a ton of bricks. “Oh,” you said and recovered, “is she, you know, treating him well?”

           “Nadia is no you, Y/N.” Jack said softly.

           “Nadia is a mistake for Nate, they aren’t good to each other.” Johnson said, bringing your eyes to him.

           “How’d they meet?” You asked, trying to keep your voice calm and level, instead of giving in to wanting to cry. It had been two years, what did you expect? Were you really that naïve to think that Nate would wait for you? That naïve to think that a gorgeous guy like him wouldn’t find a girl?

           Jack sighed. “I’m not telling her this.”

           So you looked at Johnson, pleading his eyes with yours to just tell you, to not dance around your fragile self, that you thought was stronger than this. But Johnson saw right through your pretty eyes, he saw right through the strong persona that you put out and right into the fragile girl he befriended in first grade. “After the first year,” He paused and looked down for a second before continuing. “Losing you was really hard on him, he really wanted you back but he knew UCLA was your ticket away from your dad so he stayed away. He and Nadia met last year and they used each other for hookups and three months ago she demanded to be in a relationship or she’d cut him out of her life, and he thought you weren’t coming back. So, yeah.”

           You nodded  and picked at your nail polish, “Is he in love with her?”

           “We’d like to believe he still loves you, but he doesn’t tell us what he’s feeling when it comes to you.” Johnson answered and you nodded again.

           You took a deep breath as Jack’s strong hand touched your inner thigh, giving you a squeeze, telling you to look at him and when you did he gave you a smile. “He’ll realize the mistake soon enough.”

           You sat up straighter, shaking this feeling away. You gave both Jacks smile, “Well, it’s in the past and I’ve gotten over it.”

           The Jacks saw right through it, but they didn’t call you out on it.


Excuse my selfies, but I saw a post on the internet that I couldn’t ignore regarding Michelle Phan and her intention to “empower” women through makeup.

Someone said something along the lines about how makeup gives a person “superficial” empowerment. Now, I’m going to stop you right there because, what? There is no such thing as superficial empowerment. You’re either empowered or you’re insecure as fuck. You can be confident enough to go out bare-faced, or you can be confident to leave your house in makeup - whether it’s “natural” or bold and dramatic and hella colorful.

No, you do not need makeup to feel pretty.

No, you do not need a reason to wear makeup.

Yes, makeup is empowering.

Yes, being bare faced and completely natural is empowering too.

I admit, I don’t wear a lot of makeup. I moisturize my face, I get my eyebrows on fleek, I wear a little bit of eyeshadow and my eyeliner game is… usually a lot stronger than what you see in the above selfies, but eh, I was in a rush this morning. Sometimes, I like to add a bright lip color because why the fuck not? I don’t conceal anything (unless I’ve stayed up until 3am binge studying) and I hate the way foundation feels on my skin. I have acne scars and odd things on my face I wouldn’t mind hiding but at the same time, I like that no one else has mah face. But there are days when I just don’t have the time or the energy to blend my eye shadow or (God forbid) do my eyebrows, and that’s okay. It’s not like I’m unrecognizable. THAT IS NOT THE POINT OF MAKEUP (unless you’re in theater).

Makeup helps highlight features of my face that I already have. I do a winged eyeliner every day because it makes my Asian eyes look hella fierce. I do my eyebrows because tbh without a little help I don’t have any. And fuck you if you don’t think red lipstick is fucking empowering because I feel ridiculously fucking beautiful with or without it.

So go ahead and be empowered! Makeup doesn’t make anything “superficial”. But make the makeup benefit your face! Highlight that button nose, or your killer cheekbones. Wear colorful lipsticks! Slap on some green eye shadow! Just fucking be happy with yourself because it is your face and your face is beautiful no matter what the fuck you put on it

i just wanted to take the time to post a makeup and filter free selfie. lately I have been bombarded with comments about how much make up I chose to wear. so I decided to get out of my comfort zone and show everyone my bare face& that I have imperfections and flaws that I have grown to love. we tend to forget that we don’t always have to cake up our faces to feel beautiful, sexy, cute ect. (though I believe that make up doesn’t make us prettier just enhance our beauty) i encourage you ladies to let them pores breath and look at your self in the mirror and feel, say and know that you are beautiful. love yourselves.
#summerloving #natural #girlgang #loveyourself #freeyourself #GGunit #darealGG

Part 10: IV) Rodan

Series Index

*Previous Part*

June, 2018

Godzilla grabs the Rado and pulls it away from Battra. It struggles against his grip and tries to blast him with his fire breath but is unsuccessful, Gojira’s grip is too strong and his scales tolerate the heat very well.

“Would you stop freaking out!” The King of Monsters says. “I’d rather not kill you!”

“What do you people want?” The pterosaur squawks, “First I get some ass smashing through my home, now I’m fighting a Gojira and two Mosura!”

“The beast that crashed through your home did so on accident!” Gojira yells, “And we’re here to keep the peace! So if you would just calm down!”

Godzilla pushes the Rado to the ground, pinning him to the ground and bringing their faces close together. The Rado responds by spitting fire into Gojira’s face, Mothra just barely makes it off his head and behind his neck to avoid the flame.

“Just kill me and get it over with!” The flying reptile says.

“Have you even been listening?” Gojira says, clearly restraining quite a lot of anger, “We don’t want to kill you!” He pauses, “Mothra, this thing is testing my patience. The Titanosaurus didn’t get nearly as much lenience from me.”

“I know,” The worm replies, “but I’d rather we kept this one alive, he’s young, I can feel it, young and scared.”

“I’ll keep you pinned here all day if I have to hatchling.” Gojira says.

Slowly the Rado’s struggling weakens and fades. “Fine, what do you want?”

“We just have a few questions.” Mothra says crawling back up to Goji’s head and looking down.

“Alright, I’ll tell you what you want.” It replies, “Just let me up.”

Gojira hesitates.

“Go ahead Goji.” Mothra says.

The lizard king gets up, releasing his grip on the Rado’s wings. It stands up and stretches, taking a few steps around and breathing deeply.

“Right then.” Mothra says happily, “Much better. I am Mothra, that is my brother Battra, the last of the Mosura species, and this is Godzilla, last of the Gojira. And you are?”


“Rodan, last of the Rado then.” Mothra replies, “We seem to be forming quite the team of extinct species.”

“Last?” Rodan asks, “What do you mean last of Rado?”

“I’m sorry.” Mothra replies, “Of course you don’t know what happened, you’re only recently hatched.”

“Am I actually the last Rado?”

“As far as we know yes. The rest of your species died out a least 65 million years ago.”

Rodan is silent for a moment, “My mother said there were so many of us though, she always told me that.”

“When was that?” Mothra asks.

“I’m not sure. She laid my egg on the side of a mountain, but at some point I think we collapsed into a chamber below and were buried…”

“Well, um, there aren’t any mountains here.” Godzilla says.

“Thanks I hadn’t noticed that.” Radon says sarcastically.

“Did you ever actually get to see your mother?” Mothra asks.

“No, she spoke to me through the eggshell before I hatched, but died before I hatched.”

“Hm, I believe you had a similar experience to one of our other Kaiju friends.” Mothra says thoughtfully, “Your mother must have laid your egg tens of millions of years ago. You were buried underground for ages, eventually your mother died, but somehow your egg kept you safe and alive for a very long time. How long have you been hatched for?”

“A few years I think.” The Rado replies.

“But why now…? It’s just like Titanosaurus Goji, survived in an egg for millions of years, then seemingly randomly, hatches now. It doesn’t make sense…How does an egg keep the baby alive for so long, and why would it hatch now?”

Gojira shrugs and Rodan is just staring at Mothra with a look of confusion.

“Damn, I know it felt like I was in that egg for a while, but millions of years huh?”

“Hey wait a second,” Battra says, “If you hatched years ago, why have you only just come to the surface now? Surely you tried to escape.”

“Yeah no shit I tried to escape. But millions of years of rock is hard to move and I have a very lightweight body. I guess that monster from before actually freed me, maybe I should have thanked him rather than assumed he was trying to kill me…”

“Speaking of your fight.” Mothra says, “How do you breath fire? That’s not a normal Rado ability.”

“Yeah I know, for the years we spent underground, my mother spoke to me at length about our species and never once did she mention fire breathing, but when I hatched I just…could. Happened on accident at first, I coughed a small flame. The whole chamber exploded in fire for a second after that too.”

“Interesting. Goji, bring me closer to his mouth.”

“You sure about that?” Godzilla asks, still wary of the Rado.

“Yes Goji, he’s trustworthy enough.”

“Alright. Don’t try anything Rado.” He says as he leans in close to the mouth of Rodan.

“I thought so.” Mothra says after a moment, “Natural gas. The chamber you were trapped in was filled with it. Remember the rapid evolution the Doctor told us about after Monarch tested Anguirus? I think the same happened to Rodan, but with different results. His body incorporated the flammable gas, and I think he has flint lodged in the back of his throat to ignite it. Rodan, why do you have rocks wedged in your throat?”

“Well hey, there wasn’t much to eat down there you know, some of the rocks were edible enough, made of fossilized dead stuff or salt, but it took a bit of trial and error to figure out which was which.”

Mothra laughs, “Well I guess it worked out for you anyway, gaining the ability to breath fire. Eating coal and salt for years must have been pretty terrible though. Why don’t you come to our home, Gojira will catch something more…normal.”

Rodan looks skeptical at first but seems very attracted to the idea of real food so he agrees and soon Godzilla, Mothra and Rodan are making their way to the unnamed Pacific Island that they live on. Battra meanwhile, spirals outward from the area for a while, searching for Gigan, but he has no luck and soon returns to Manhattan.

Info on Rodan

asinfulcollection asked:

24, 52,53, 95 & 119 ^^~

24. Favorite part of your daily routine?
Check out the vixx tag in the morning before i head to school. Also hanging out with my friends after school and going home together ^^

52. One thing you wish you could change about yourself?
Tbh I have so many, this is hard lol. I think I would want to change my height and make myself at least a little bit taller xD

53. Favourite makeup brand?

I’m not really a makeup person (i don’t hate it just too lazy cuz of school lol), I’m literally bare faced 24/7. But whenever I get face creams or occasionally get light makeup products, my fave is tonymoly, etude house and I think maybelline~

95. Last movie you watched?
The last movie I watched was Hamlet for english class lol. But the last one I watched outside of school is Big Hero 6 ^^

119. Favourite book?
It’s honestly ‘The Outsiders’ I read it back in my grade 8 class, just something about the book made me realized something about myself. So it shall be my fave book forever~!

anonymous asked:

do you like your bare face? Like can you go out without any makeup and feel beautiful?

Tbh I really dislike my natural face, I don’t like looking at it but I never wear makeup to school. If I do something on the weekend I’d wear it but if not I don’t. I guess I have to get used to it