Grace-Happens

Smells Like Teen Spirit

A/N: Okay, here it is! My Bad Boy!Shawn blurb/imagine/one shot. I don’t know if I should turn this into a series but I am feeling this concept. How about you?

Oh and I also didn’t know what to call this so I went with a Nirvana song title because why not? 


Tears spill out of her eyes, making her vision blurry as she runs up the stone stairs.

The bell tower is the highest point on campus and she curls her fingers around the black balustrade, breathing heavily as soon as she stands near the ledge, overlooking the university buildings and city lights.
She had to get away from it all. Sometimes the natural reaction to a disturbing event is flight.
And that’s what she is doing. Fleeing.

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Help Me Get The Girl Part 10 (Grayson Mini-Series)

Description: Grayson seeks out your help to get your friend to fall for him.  In exchange for your help, Grayson promises to take care of your freshman brother when it comes to being bullied.  What you two didn’t know is that even though helping each other would ideally be beneficial, there would be a series of events that would make you two question whether this was a good deal or a disaster in the making.

Word Count: 2,563

Warnings: Language.

A/N:   Here is part 10 and it is one that I really enjoyed writing so I’m interested in seeing your feedback!  As a reminder Y/l/n means your last name!  As usual, Happy Reading and I hope you enjoy it!

And to those who are staying up late to read it… THANK YOU AND I LOVE YOU!


Your Pov:

Grayson’s hands worked their way into my hair, slightly tugging my head to deepen the kiss.  I allowed myself to melt against him, my body slumping into his hold, knowing that he was prepared to trap me between his arm and his torso.   His tongue slipped into my mouth as a growl rumbled through his chest and up his throat, causing his lips to vibrate against mine.  

“Grayson, I can’t…” I mumbled against his smooth lips, allowing him to continue to kiss me.

“Give me one reason to stop.” his voice whispered as his lips moved to my neck, sucking and biting every bit of the surface he passed.

Closing my eyes I responded, “Ethan.”

The warmth of his body moved away from me, his wild eyes focused on me, “Ethan?  What does Ethan have to do with this?” he asked, his hands on my arms to hold me in place.

That was a good question!  What did Ethan have to do with it?  Why did his name escape my lips without my brain processing it first?  Ethan was my best friend, but that in no way should be stopping what was happening between Grayson and I.  But, here I was, stopping Gray not because of Grace, not because of my own personal morals, but because of Ethan.

I tried to blink away my own confusion, probably looking like a confused child as I did so, but this wasn’t an issue that had ever clouded my mind.  So, my first instinct, the instinct I always follow when initially confronted by an uncomfortable or upsetting situation, was to run, and I did just that–I ran.

“Can you take me home?” I asked, my voice sounding unsure.

He stuttered a bit before reluctantly giving in, “If that’s what you really want.” his arms dropped to his side, defeat flashing across his face.

I gave him a soft smile, “I don’t know what I want and that’s why I need to go home.  But, Grayson, I think it’s the same for you.  You don’t know what you want,” he moved to talk but I held up a hand to stop him, “Grace has always been your main priority and now all of a sudden you’re acting like I’m important to you?  Grayson, this isn’t fair for either of us, we can’t do this unless we’re sure, and the truth is… we both aren’t even close to being sure right now.  So, I ask again, please take me home.”

And he did.

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When I got home I was welcomed by the horrifically angry faces of my parents who were fully ready to hand me a platter of shut the hell up and sit down.  Without a word being spoken from either of us, I sat myself down on the couch with my eyes cast to the floor like a submissive wolf.

My father stepped in front of me first, his black work shoes coming into view; a scowl crossed my face, but I was still calm.  But, then my mother approached and that’s when my pulse picked up.  I loved and respected my mother more than anything and that woman truly could scare me into doing whatever she wanted when she was mad.  And right now, telling by the heat I could feel radiating off of her, she was a woman on fire.

“I want to swear at you SO bad!” she growled, pacing back and forth.  “Like even the F word, Y/n.  THE F WORD!  I WANT TO SAY IT!”  I attempted to lift my eyes to look at them properly but when I did she quit pacing, captured my eyes and glared straight into the deepest parts of my soul.

I held up my hands defensively, “Okay, now I know what I did wasn’t appropriate, but…”

“You busted through the detention doors, stocked over to Matt, and slammed his face against his desk.  You broke his nose.  Did you know that?  You broke his damn nose!” my mom grilled me as her hands made a gesture like she wanted to strangle me.

“I may have taken it a bit far, but that prick only got detention for what he did to Theo!” I explained myself, but I knew the response I was about to get.

My mom’s face held an expression that said, ‘I’ll grab onto your hair and drag you.’ Luckily, my father stepped in front of her, “Y/n, the issue is, we are in the process of pressing charges against Matt and you doing this gave them something to hold against us.  I know that you’re upset, we all are, but to have you do this and end up being suspended-”

“SUSPENDED?” I cut him off with a sharp screech.

“Yes, Y/n, suspended!  While I appreciate that you were standing up for your brother, you have made matters worse and shown a side that no one knew existed!” my mom took a deep breath before taking a seat next to me, “I love you, sweetie.  I love you so much, but you can’t let yourself get lost in your emotions; it will only eat you up until it reaches your core, and then what do you have left?”

What she had just said related to more things in my life than she could imagine.  I was slowly becoming a ball of wrecked feelings and it was taking over every aspect of my life.  If I could just turn it all off for a day I would, but I’m human and humans were born to bear pain, happiness, and confliction.  All of which were currently sitting on my plate set at the table of doom.

“I’m sorry, mom and dad, but I couldn’t let him get away with just detention.  I mean, I get suspended for breaking his nose but all he gets for putting Theo in the hospital is detention?  That’s bullshit and you know it!”

“It is, you’re right.” she put her arm around me, pulling me into a comforting side hug.  The tension in me started to drift away until she said, “You’re still grounded though.”

Throwing my head back I accepted my fate, “For how long?”

“Two weeks and no Ethan.  The only time you’re leaving the house is for school and to visit your brother in the hospital.” my father stated for her, a smirk plastered on his face.

I stood up abruptly, “That’s not fair!  No Ethan?  What kind of punishment is that?” I whined like a child.

My mother stood up, measuring only a couple inches taller than me, “It is fair, because last time you were grounded, he snuck over each night which basically took away the meaning of being grounded.”

“He came over once.” I lied through my clenched teeth.

“You’re lying.” my mother argued.  “I know he was here more than that.”

“No you don’t.  How would you know?” my defiance slid through my skin, reaching out to push back at my mom’s words.

“I heard him.” she swerved her head like a snake.

“Sure,” I rolled my eyes, “Don’t you think if I snuck someone in, I would be quiet?”

She gulped, but I know it wasn’t because of what I said.  Instead of looking like I had just beat her in the battle, she looked like she was fighting a cringe, her body rippling with a shiver before she walked away.  

I looked up at my father in confusion.  He and I had a strong bond and were very open with each other, but I didn’t know what we were open enough for him to say to me what he said next…

“The walls are paper thin, Y/n.  Even through the ceilings we can hear everything.  You’re mother heard things between you and Ethan that no parent ever wants to hear.” he gave me a knowing look and then proceeded to follow in the direction my mother went.

I heart sank all the way to my butt I was so embarrassed by the information he had just revealed.  My eyes were wide as I shuddered, my head shaking in attempt to erase what had just happened from my mind, but I came up unsuccessful.

Realizing that they hadn’t taken my phone away I immediately started to reach for it to text Grace about what happened, but the memory of our altercation popped back into my mind, reminding me that texting her wasn’t a good idea.  So instead I walked up to my room, sat on my bed, and pulled out my phone to text someone else…

To E:

Grounded.  Want to come over tonight?

From E:

Slow down, sweetheart, still catching my breath from last time.

To E:

Stop.  11.  My window is open.

From E:

Chill!  I’ll be there.


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“Sup!” Ethan announced his presence in a whisper as he climbed through the window, “Miss me that much?” sarcasm oozed from his voice.

“No.” I stated bluntly, “You’re my only choice right now so… here you are.” I tossed him a can of soda as I pulled out the chips I had snuck up to my room earlier from under my bed.

He caught it, situating himself on my bed with his back resting against the headboard, “You feeling better now?” he asked as he popped a chip in his mouth with a crunch.

I shrugged, “Yeah, but I’m grounded so…” I sat next to him, pulling a pillow into my lap, switching the tv opposite of us.

“I’m assuming it’s because of what you did to Matt?” he stated more than asked.  My eyebrows raised, wondering how he had heard of it so fast, “You know everything in our school spreads like wildfire.” he passed me the bag of chips.

“I hate our school.” I told him a fact he had known since the first day we started talking.  “But, yes, it’s because I beat that prick’s ass.”

“If I was there I would have joined in.” he said as he took the pillow from me and placed it behind him before sliding down to rest his head on it.

“I know.” I laid down next to him.  “My parents know we had sex by the way.” I told him, my eyes on the ceiling.

He chuckled to himself, “That’s awesome.  I must have been good.”

“Mediocre.” I teased.

Within seconds Ethan was on top of me, hands placed next to my head with his body in a push up position.  “I was top notch and you know it.  We both know it.” he pecked my nose and flipped back over to his previous position.

These little gestures of his never really meant much before.  They were just friendly interactions that brought a smile to my face, but lately it had been different.  Lately, it made my bones ache when he would pull away and my skin chill when he put distance between us.  

Lately, he had been more than just Ethan.  And that made things a whole hell of a lot more complicated.

“Ethan,” I said, not quite sure where I was going with it.

“Y/n.” he responded, mocking my tone.

“I’m going to tell you something and you’re going to be the friend I know you are and be supportive, okay?” I turned on my side to face him and he did the same.  With a nod from him I continued, “Today I went with Grayson to your cabin and I kissed him.  The kiss felt right for a second, but then it didn’t.”

“Why are you telling me this?” he asked with a growl.

“Because you’re my best friend and I’m not done yet so shut up.” I demanded.  “It didn’t feel right because of you and I need to know why.” I admitted, finally meeting his eyes.

He sighed, looking away from me.  Was this what rejection felt like?  Was it technically even rejection when I hadn’t initially made a move?

I continued to explain what was going on in my mind, “I just look at you and get so confused because you aren’t just my best friend anymore, your something more, something that I don’t know how to explain, but you’re there and that makes me happy.  Everything about you makes me happy.  And Grayson, he just… he has Grace.  He’s always wanted Grace and I’m just… I’m not her!  I’m me and there’s nothing I can do to change that.  But, that’s the thing, I don’t want to change that!  I’ve always been comfortable with who I am as a person until lately, and now I’m a mess!  I know that I don’t love Grayson, but I’m afraid that I’m on the path to loving him, but if loving him is going to continue to hurt this much, then I don’t want to love him at all.” I was now breathing heavily, finally getting everything I had been holding in off of my chest.

My breaths were deep, wholesome, and pure.  It was like smelling the fresh air after a spring rain.  There wasn’t a hold on me, controlling my every move, and there were no more secrets between me and E.

“I don’t want you to love him either.” Ethan said in a volume slightly above a whisper.

“What?” I asked in shock.

“I don’t want you to love him either, but if that’s what your heart truly wants then that’s what it wants.” he scooted closer to me.  “Y/n, you have been my world ever since I met you.”

“Ethan…”

He stopped me, “I think about what it would be like to have you by my side like this for the long haul but I know what you feel for Grayson and what Grayson feels for you.  I will never intrude unless you ask me to, but know this, Y/n Y/l/n, whatever happens in the end, you were the greatest first love I could have ever asked for.  I will never have a love like I have for you ever again and I thank you.  I thank you for allowing me to feel something as amazing as what I feel for you.  If this was the last moment we spent together, this close, that would be enough for me.  Knowing that I had you for a moment will fulfill me for a lifetime.”

“Why did you have to say that?” I whispered with a ghost of a smile on my face.

“Because you’re my best friend.  We’re sharing secrets right now aren’t we?” he moved a piece of hair out of my face before pulling me in closer.  “Also because I’m not going down without a fight.”

“I wish I could give you an answer right now, but I just can’t.” I rested my forehead against his, something we had done since the beginning of our friendship.

He pressed his lips against my forehead, allowing them to linger, “I don’t expect you to.  Just know that I love you, okay?  I’ll be by your side no matter what.”

“Ethan, you’re too good for me, you know?  I don’t think I could ever deserve you.” I told him truthfully, laying it all out on the line tonight seemed to be the trend.

“You’ll always be enough for me and more.” he hugged me as close as he could and did so until we fell asleep.



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alright i saw a post going around a week ago about the demigod-mortal celebs issues and i REALLY don’t know why we don’t talk about it more because it’s not like these adults are nobody’s, they’re CELEBRITIES who have friends and managers and employees, etc.

and specifically in the case of beryl grace i don’t think anyone is fully understanding what WE would do if one of the biggest stars of the our age had two children and then they just suddenly disappeared. think about it, beryl grace was popular, she was on tv, she had fans, she had an agent, and you want to tell me there ISN’T still the unsolved mystery of “goodness graces’ what happened to the kids?”

it’s probably one of those celebrity legends that still haunts people, and wow, think about thalia or jason walking the streets of LA and suddenly this old man with salt and pepper hair, in a nice, sharp suit, grabs them by their shoulders and goes, “you’re her kid, it’s you! i remember you! do you remember me, i was your mother’s agent. she said to call me uncle ronnie.”

like can you imagine what that would do to them? to the world that they’re living in? i need to stop myself this is unbelievable, this universe is literally so untouched someone help

Leo New Moon #2 - SOLAR ECLIPSE

Monday, August 21, 2017, 18:30 UT
Chart erected for Washington, DC

THIS IS IT! THIS IS THE BIG ONE!

This eclipse is part of the Saros series called “1 North.” Australian astrologer Bernadette Brady, in her book The Eagle and the Lark, wrote: “Unexpected events involving friends or groups place a great deal of pressure on personal relationships. These relationship issues may loom large as the eclipse affects the chart. The individual would be wise not to make any hasty decisions since information is distorted and possibly false. The eclipse also has an essence of tiredness or health problems attached to it.”

That doesn’t sound too bad, does it? It’s especially relevant given that the eclipse is exactly trine Uranus, ruler of Aquariius/11th/friendships and groups. What I’m reading is that these relationships are going to be tested - and, our attitudes about them will be tested as well. All you have to know to determine which relationships are to be tested, look at the house involved. (I think we should look at the opposite house, too - just a hunch.)

Darkstar Astrology’s Marina takes a more optimistic stance, pointing out that the eclipse takes place on the fixed star Regulus. “This is the time for being as brave as Regulus and reveal those plans (or person) that you have been hiding from the world. If any of your personal planets are aspect to the Solar Eclipse August 2017 then the time is ripe for showing off those great new ideas. You should generate much interest and have people fawning all over you. Like Regulus you could feel quite the star. However, beware of dropping old loyal friends in favour of arse-licking sycophants. For these kinds of people will drop you like a hot potato as soon as you are not top dog anymore. This is as true for business as it is for love. You might get flattered into dropping your regular partner for a cute, young gold-digger. This is the warning that comes with Regulus and why they say that this star can bring a fall from grace. But this only happens if you become so up your own behind that you start to believe you actually are divine, like the Roman Emperor Caligula.”

The Eclipse is trine Uranus/Aries, which rules Aquarius, the sign opposing Leo. In the fire signs, identity is the keyword. We’re able to be our real, authentic selves, if we dare. Check your chart for anything personal (luminaries, inner planets, Ladies, angles, nodes) between 27-29 of yang signs (Aries, Gemini, Leo, Libra, Sagittarius, Aquarius) to “personalize” the eclipse energies. (Check your progressed chart, too.)

Also noteworthy is the exact double sextile between Mars/Leo, Jupiter/Libra, and Saturn/Sagittarius. It’s extremely worldly. A medieval astrologer would be doing cartwheels of joy to see this in the chart of a ruler, because it just screams “LEADERSHIP SUCCESS.” If you have anything between 20-21 degrees of a yang sign, you might want to tap into some of that.

Jupiter/Libra is also involved in a cardinal grand cross between Eris/Aries, Venus-Ceres/Cancer, and Pluto/Capricorn. There’s resistance to the idea that anybody knows best, that anybody has the right to impose their correctness on everybody else. Most of the aspects making this, though, are separating - i.e., they have passed the “exact” moment and are moving on - leaving “only” Pluto square Eris as a defining feature until 2025 or so. I.e., the main issue is (lamentably) with us for a long time, but the particular 2017 circumstances are on the wane.

Well, yes, that’s a lot of “stuff,” and an eclipse is supposed to stir us up and shake us out of stale situations: big changes, but don’t be an asshole about it, and be careful too.

Jon and Theon scenes lead to Sansa!

Originally posted by sonoundiocreaturaottusa

Jon and Theon scenes together are probably the most significant scenes in all of season 7. The reason being is that for both scenes it clearly shows where Jon’s heart lies. The first scene with Jon and Theon I don’t need to explain. It’s clear that Jon is grateful for what Theon did for Sansa. I want to focus on the scene above.

I don’t think people understand the magnitude of Jon forgiving Theon. Can we explore forgiveness for a second? One of the biggest struggles of humanity is learning how to truly forgive. For years people hold grudges, relationships are broken, and rifts are created because of the lack of ability to do this one act. Most people can’t forgive others over the most minute of circumstances.( For instance Ned and Catelyn and Jon being the victim of her bitterness/unforgiveness) Forgiveness is not an easy process in the slightest.

Now let’s look at Jon in this scene. Jon wholeheartedly forgives Theon. A man who betrayed his entire family, held his home captive, murdered those who were like family to him and sought out to murder his two little brothers. Even if Theon saved Sansa, Jon is well within his rights to be angry(which he was in his first scene with him) and even seek out justice for his family. But he doesn’t. Instead Jon not only forgave Theon but he showed compassion towards him.

Why?

Well because love motivates him. Love for Sansa and what she’s brought into his life. When people have love in their lives it’s difficult for them to hold onto anger/bitterness or wrongs done against them. Why be bitter when even though things might not be perfect, you’re at the most content point in your life that you have been in years?! Consuming love will always over power any anger or bitterness a person may have. Not only will it over power it but it will also bring peace and stability.

Jon’s love for Sansa is deep and consuming. Sansa was Jon’s game changer in everything. She came in at the most desperate time in his life. She gave him purpose and something to live for. In every sense Sansa is a vital part of Jon’s rebirth/transformation from a boy to the man/king he is now. She is without a doubt the woman behind the man! I assume that Sansa and Jon have been together at least a year maybe going on to two years now. The time spent building on their relationship and growing in their bond has probably been the most precious/healing time for both of them.

I need you to understand that only a radical type of love can motivate this level of forgiveness. A forgiveness full of grace and mercy that happened maybe over the span of a couple months. No matter how goodhearted Jon is, if Theon did not save Sansa Jon would more than likely have killed him. I mean Jon said so himself!

The point I’m trying to make is that love changes you and makes you do things you wouldn’t normally do. Jon forgiving Theon is the epitome of this. Again I’m not sure if the type of love Jon feels for Sansa is romantic. Im leaning more towards a deep, unexplainable love that goes beyond a brother/sister affection. What I can say is that Jon’s love for Sansa not only motivates him to forgive but it liberates him. It gives him the freedom to not be weighed down by unforgiveness but to let go. It also establishes that because of what Theon did for Sansa and what Sansa brought into Jon’s life, he is in a place where he can freely forgive Theon and even/affirm him, regardless of what Theon has done in the past.

That is beautiful my friends!! That is a man who is marked by something greater than hate or unforgiveness, that is a man that is marked by LOVE!

Infuse your life with action. Don’t wait for it to happen. Make it happen. Make your own future. Make your own hope. Make your own love. And whatever your beliefs, honor your creator, not by passively waiting for grace to come down from upon high, but by doing what you can to make grace happen…yourself, right now, right down here on Earth.
—  Bradley Whitford – Actor
Our Kind Of Love (Part 9/12)

By: ProMarvelFanGirl

Pairing: Steve x Plus Size!Reader

Warning: anxiety attack, panic attack

Summary:  You and Steve have a special kind of love.   One that many may not understand.  After all what would a super soldier who looked like that, want with a girl who looked like you?

A/n: Saw This post and was inspired!  If you would like to be tagged please let me know!  

MASTERLIST


a hold me until my panic attack passes kind of love.

It had been a long day.  Steve was off on a solo mission and you hadn’t seen him in three weeks.  Bucky and Sam had come to see you at the hospital daily, often bringing Natasha and Wanda with them.  Between the four of them and Charlie they kept you distracted.  The girls took you shopping and Charlie made plans with you to watch every game of every sport that was shown on tv.  You were so lucky to have such an amazing support system, but you still missed Steve.

It was after bidding Charlie a goodnight, that you finally headed home around 11.  You had spent most of your day trying to keep up with all the extra duties at the hospital. You immediately headed to the shower to wash the day away.  After your shower you settled into bed, hopefully to get some sleep.  

The shrill ringing of your phone at three am forced you awake.   Reaching for your phone barely opening your eyes, the harshness of the bright screen showed the hospital’s name.  “Hello?”

“Y/n?  It’s Grace.  I’m so sorry to wake you.”  You could hear Grace’s voice tremble.  You sit up quickly all the sleepiness suddenly gone from your body.

“What is it Grace?  What’s happened?  Do I need to come in?”  You could feel your heartbeat start to race.

“I don’t know how to say this…Y/n…Charlie just passed away.  He had been up a few hours ago.  I went into check on him and he was gone.  I know you two were so close.  I’m so sorry.  I want you to take the next few days off okay?”  You couldn’t speak, your mind was racing.  Had you missed something?  Was Charlie sick?  Could you have done something?  You managed to say okay and goodbye to Grace and hung up the phone.

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Infuse your life with action. Don’t wait for it to happen. Make it happen. Make your own future. Make your own hope. Make your own love. And whatever your beliefs, honor your creator, not by passively waiting for grace to come down from upon high, but by doing what you can to make grace happen… yourself, right now, right down here on Earth.
—  Bradley Whitford
Infuse your life with action. Don’t wait for it to happen. Make it happen. Make your own future. Make your own hope. Make your own love. And whatever your beliefs, honor your creator, not by passively waiting for grace to come down from upon high, but by doing what you can to make grace happen… yourself, right now, right down here on Earth.
—  Bradley Whitford