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The snowball part 12

I’m back to really late updates so sorry but I have to prioritise uni work, thank you all for being so understanding and waiting patiently :) xx

The sun rose, bathing Feyre’s room in sunlight but Feyre had already been up for hours. She had been tossing and turning all night feeling guilty as hell.

She had kissed Rhysand. Even worse, she had liked kissing Rhysand.

No matter how hard she thought back, Feyre couldn’t figure out when things had changed between them. She refused to believe those feelings had been there all along because that would make her even more of a cheating douchebag.

Her and Tamlin weren’t even officially broken up. Well Feyre assumed that was how Tamlin was judging the situation, due to his eager text back at 1am that morning when Feyre had asked to meet for lunch.

They had agreed to meet at a small restaurant for lunch, not far from the coffee shop. Mor and Amren would be waiting outside, while the boys would stay at the store, just the sight of Rhysand might set Tamlin off.

Feyre did her best with makeup to hide the dark bags under her eyes and added some blush to give her pale face colour.

Hopefully after today Feyre wouldn’t have to deal with Tamlin. If she was lucky. But that didn’t change how she felt for Rhys. Or how recently she had been broken up with Tamlin.

It wasn’t about what others would think of her for moving on so quickly, it was the way it made Feyre’s stomach knot up and made her legs feel leaden with guilt. She would have to talk to Rhys. Maybe if she just got some space, she could sort her head out and if the feelings were still there… then what? Rhys had never shied away from hiding how he found her attractive, the constant flirting was proof of that. But had he ever really said he was interested in more than a basic flirting? Feyre didn’t think so.

Arranging her hair into something not resembling a bird’s nest anymore, Feyre headed downstairs to find Mor.

Mor was cooking alone in the kitchen when Feyre found her.

“Hey sleepyhead, get home a bit late last night did we?” Mor said with a wink.

Trying to sound as bored and casual as possible Feyre said, “I kissed Rhys last night.”

Mor dropped the wooden spoon she had been using to stir scrambled eggs in a pan.

“Let me at least put some coffee on before you say anything of interest first.”

“…You’re not mad?”

“Of course I’m mad. I bet Cassian you two would hook up in two weeks. You’ve just lost me $50. Don’t suppose you wanna keep this from Cassian for a few days?”

Feyre laughed a bit giddy with relief. “He may have seen us, so no can do. It doesn’t matter anyway.”

Mor froze and gazed at her curiously, “Oh?” Was all she said though.

“I don’t think it meant anything.”

An odd look flashed across Mor’s face. Her face turned grim before she turned back to stirring the pan. “What makes you say that? Something Rhys said?”

“No it’s not that it’s just… it’s Rhys. He flirts with everyone.”

“He used to.” Mor’s voice sounded tight.

“I’m still technically with Tamlin anyway.” Feyre again tried to sound casual, unbothered.

“Feyre, everyone around her knew that was over the second you ended up in hospital by his hand.”

“It’s been days Mor! It’s too soon for me to already be with someone else.”

Mor turned back to stare Feyre down. “If you need space that’s fine. But Rhys needs to be told that too. You can’t lead him on.”

Feyre had rarely heard Mor sound so stern.

“We’re just fooling around. Rhys has never mentioned wanting anything more.”

“Okay Feyre. But please… don’t hurt him.”

Feyre arrived with Mor and Amren at the shop first to meet the others. One of the other workers waved at them a bit shyly from behind the counter as they arrived.

Rhys, Cassian, and Azriel were already sitting at one of the back tables with coffees. As they approached, Feyre could feel Rhys’s eyes trying to meet hers but she refused to raise her eyes. A faint blush crept along her cheeks as she tried to ignore a wave of heat under his gaze that spread throughout her whole body.

“How are you feeling Feyre?” Azriel asked.

“It’s not too late to back out.” Cassian added.

But Feyre shook her head. “I’m fine. Just want to get this over with.”

“We’ll be here if you need us.” Rhys said, trying to get her to look at him.

She risked him a small smile and held his stare for half a second, before looking away.

“Feyre, a word please?” Rhys said, standing to usher her towards the front of the store.

When they were alone, and Rhys had glared at his friends until they at least were less inconspicuous about their efforts to listen in, Rhys reached out a hand to grasp Feyre’s arm gently.

“What’s wrong?”


“Is that why you won’t look at me?”

Feyre made an effort to stare down his violet gaze. Her sickening guilt changing into something with more steel.

“I can’t do this right now.”

“Do what? The meeting with Tamlin?”

“No. This. Us.”

The warmth behind Rhys’s eyes winked out like stars, replaced with a cold, icy stare. He withdrew his hand from her arm.

“Us?” He gritted out.

“Yes. Whatever this is, I can’t. It’s too soon. I’m seeing Tamlin today! He thinks we never even broke up.”

Rhys’s voice was unusually flat and without feeling as he said, “I understand that things have gone quickly and I’m sorry if that was my fault. We can go back to being just friends.”

A small traitorous part of Feyre cried out at the suggestion.

“Flirting with you was a fun distraction but I understand now that, that’s all you wanted.” Rhys added.

Feyre went to reassure him, say anything that would take away the hurt look behind his eyes but Rhys turned away swiftly and went back to his friends, leaving Feyre feeling somehow more guilty than she had before.

Feyre was early for the lunch. She wanted to already be sitting down when Tamlin arrived so she would have an excuse not to get up and hug him, as she knew he would try to do.

She had been ripping apart a napkin when she saw Tamlin walk inside, followed by Lucien. Lucien nodded at her and went to take a seat at a table further away to give them some privacy.

Tamlin stopped before her wearing his typical business suit. He was smiling warmly at her but Feyre refused to return one back, as she also refused to stand when he held his hands out to her.

“Sit down Tamlin.” She said coldly.

Tamlin had the good sense to look a little unnerved as he sat down opposite her.

“It’s good to see you Feyre. I’ve missed yo-”

Don’t. Just don’t. I need to talk to you Tamlin, and I don’t think you’re going to like it.”

Tamlin’s smiled vanished as he brought his hands onto the table to fold them together.

“I’m sorry but I’m not coming back. Not after what you did.”

“Feyre I never meant to hurt you. Ever. I’m so sorry it’s come to this, but you have to forgive me.”

“I don’t have to do anything. I asked you here to tell you that we’re over but I also need to talk to you about something el-”

“Did he put you up to this?” Tamlin interrupted quietly.


“Rhysand.” Tamlin spat.

“No, this was my decision. And you owe him an apology.”

“What?” He snarled.

“Tamlin you put him in hospital! Set part of his house on fire.”

“Because he kidnapped you Feyre! I was terrified for you.”

“Just do me a favour and not do anything for me ever again. You could’ve hurt a lot of people. And that’s why I can’t be with you anymore. I love you Tamlin but you also hurt me. I need more freedom than you could ever give me.”

Tamlin’s jaw was clenching and unclenching as he tried to control his temper.

“Feyre.” He said softly. “I need you. I’ll change. I can be better. You just need to stop talking to Rhys.”

Feyre’s temper flared dangerously. “Stop bringing him into this! It has nothing to do with him.”

“Tell me what I can do to make this up to you Feyre.” Tamlin begged making Feyre feel sick.

“… there is one thing.”

“What is it Feyre?”

“I need you to pull out of your deal with Hybern.”

Tamlin looked visibly confused so Feyre continued, “He’s going to build a factory, it’s going to make a lot of Illyrian’s very sick, they could die Tamlin. We have to stop it from happening.”

Tamlin’s face went dark. “He put you up to this didn’t he?”

Feyre had to stop herself from slapping him.

“He didn’t have to. The second I heard about Hybern’s plan I knew I had to stop him. This isn’t about us, or Rhys, it’s about saving a bunch of innocent people. How could you have ever agreed to this?”

“I only recently agreed.” He said gravely.


“Hybern said he would make sure the Illyrians would be gone, including Rhysand.”

“Tamlin you have to take it back. Do you really think that forcing an entire community to leave their homes would make me come running back to you?”

“I would do anything to keep you by my side.”

Feyre was mortified. “Then back out of the deal.”

“Only if you come home.”

“I can’t do that.” Feyre said shaking her head.

“Then the plan goes ahead. You can stop it though, if you just come home.”

“I’m already home.” Feyre said and rose to leave.

Tamlin immediately stood up too, Lucien on the other side of the room mirrored him with a worried glance.

“You will let me leave without causing a scene or you will be sorry Tamlin.” Feyre said, glaring down at the hand he had used to grip her to him by her arm.

People began glancing at them concernedly. Some began whispering to each other.

A waitress approached them looking sternly at Tamlin. Clearing her throat she said loudly, “Mam is there a problem?”

Feyre smiled sweetly at her, “Not at all. Two of my friends are waiting outside, would you be able to tell them to come inside please?”

The waitress hurried outside to where Feyre hoped she would find Amren and Mor.

“Unless you want them to call the cops, I’d suggest you take your hand off me.” Feyre hissed quietly at Tamlin.

Feyre began to mildly panic when Tamlin still showed no sign of letting her go. Thankfully Lucien appeared behind him and placed a strong hand on his shoulder.

“Tam we should go. People are beginning to recognise who you are.”

Tamlin looked like he would do no such thing when Mor breezed past him. She expertly twisted Feyre so Tamlin’s hand was removed while she wrapped an arm around Feyre, steering her towards the door.

“There you are. We’ve been looking everywhere for you, we’ll be late if we don’t hurry” She said as she ushered Feyre out the door.

When Feyre looked back, Lucien had a strong grip on a very surprised looking Tamlin. Amren held the door open with the waitress as Feyre was quickly escorted out.

Does it make me a bad person that I am so excited over that spoiler pic of Aaron having a panic attack. Sure, I’d rather he didn’t have to suffer through it but Robert’s going to be there, which is what I wanted from the last time he had one, and hopefully this means Aaron’s going to get some proper help because they’re not just dropping his mental health issues. 

Not to mention the fact that it’s looking more and more likely that he’s going to get spooked by Robert as he comes up behind him, which is then going to mean he’s going to lash out, and the fall out from him hitting Robert is going to be amazing, and they’re going to actually talk about what happened to him in prison, and it’s going to make Robert feel even worse once he finds out the full extent of it. (and breathe)

Yep, pretty sure that I should not be getting this excited about someone having a panic attack and hitting their husband.

Hi, everyone!

Oh god, how I miss this blog and each and every one of you.

I have no idea how many of readers I still have, or if I even have readers at all, but I feel like an asshole for abandoning this blog like I did and I would feel even worse if I left you guys without any explanation.

Writing fanfic has always been something i did for fun, I never gave much thought to it but it has always brought me joy and made me happy, and for that I have to thank you. You made my days incredibly brighter and prettier by writing beautiful, excited and sinful reviews about my work, and I’ll be forever grateful for that.

I know that this sounds a lot like a good-bye, but it is NOT! For those who are wondering about Touch Faith, I still have ZERO intention of abandoning it! I’m serious, it might take a entire life time, but Touch Faith will be updated and it will have an end, I PROMISE! I highly advise all of you to subscribe to Touch Faith on ao3 to receive a notification of that update when it comes, and I’ll also tag everyone on my taglist (and everyone who wants to be add after this announcement has been posted). So, don’t worry, father Barnes’s adventures will continue!

For now, I’ll be putting this blog in a hiatus for the time being. I’m currently waking up too early to go to work and going to sleep at an absurd hour because of school, time to write is something that I simply do not have. It makes me sad to have to cut this part of my life, but I have to make more room to more things right now and running this blog and writing fanfiction had to take a seat on the list of things I can fully dedicate myself to. I fully intent to come back sometimes and write whenever I get the chance, but it will happen rarely. 

Thank you for everyone who ever liked, shared and obsessed over my fics! I’ll love you guys forever!

@markwatttney @buckysbackpackbuckle @corusxant my lovelies, I LOVE ALL OF YOU! Please keep in touch, I still need to share my thirst over older men!

He’s not my president and he ain’t my damn vice president either fuck that from now on I’m calling them Don and Penis like take all possible power from their names


There’s a great mammal in the ocean known as the 52-hertz whale. All year, he practices his love song for the female. Travels thousands of miles to find her. But when he finally gets the chance to serenade her, she doesn’t give him a call back. Why? His love ballad is sung at 52 hertz, a sonic signature one note higher than the lowest sound of a tuba. The average female hears at 10 to 15 hertz. So she never hears his song.

Now that I think about it, why would York go back for Wash?

As far as he knows, Wash is possibly 1) dead 2) still in a coma 3) maybe awake, but almost certainly in no condition to go on the lam (we know he’s been in and out of a coma for days, and was so disoriented while talking with North that he had no idea how long it had been- York might not know all the details but would know how badly things went to start with at least and this after he stayed by Carolina’s bedside for days after the emergency with her AI) and 4) has on more than one occasion talked about trusting the Director/program, and it might be at best a 50-50 chance Wash would willingly leave (as far as York knows.) All the Freelancers had gone on the mission to hunt down Connie - Wash and York included and with no second-guessing that we are aware of. If York finds that Carolina has turned on him, what chance does he think he would have with Wash?

To be honest, considering the massive trauma that Wash had just suffered, removing him from medical care could prove fatal, especially the highly specialized nature of PFL. We don’t actually know what care he received in the time immediately after the crash, but what do you think the chances are that they could find care for Wash with med staff equipped and knowledgeable enough to handle the mental and physical trauma of an insane AI and the damage done extracting it?

In the face of all those circumstances and odds, knowing there is limited time and people are trying to hunt him down… when I pare it all down like that, it seems kind of a no brainer to me. Chance of getting killed/caught skyrockets, very low chance of things going well, possibly killing the person he was trying to save. And even if he planned on going back, even if the battle with Carolina didn’t change his mind, the ship crashing was a bit of a game changer.

Been thinking about this for a while now. Been trying to get into fine details in my head, but no matter how I look at it, this is sort of what it boils down to. High risk, low chance of reward and the reward is just more risk, mostly for Wash.

And now that I think of it, why would the Dakotas go back either? They know what shape he was in because they were there when he woke up from being in a coma for days. When the ship crashes, North has to carry South out. What are the chances that Wash is in any shape to join them? Is North going to leave South alone on the MOI in order to go back for him? And if Wash can’t walk, or does walk but weakens quickly, is North just going to abandon him mid-rescue there and return to South? Or do people imagine North can carry Wash and South on his back at the same time?

I completely get the horror of Wash being abandoned, left alone on the MOI to face everything we knew came after. But would the ending have been any better if Wash lost his mind on a mountainside, and North putting a mercy bullet in his brain, both to end his suffering and to silence his screaming so he doesn’t give away their hideout, to keep his sister safe? Or York trying to carry/drag him to a hospital when Wash starts having seizures, getting them caught almost immediately and once in the hands of PFL they are never seen again? Not saying those are the most likely scenarios, but without the luxury of hindsight, they could have been possible scenarios. It’s horrible to consider, but… being abandoned after the crash of the MOI very well could be the best outcome for Wash. I’m disgusted to say it, but it very well could be possible.

I suddenly want to meet a vampire just to get compelled to forget the series’ finale
Like no one got their happy ending apart from d*lena and it wasn’t happy at all, it just felt so forced
Bonnie and Damon didn’t even get a scene together like what the actual fuck?? Weren’t they best friends? What about a tiny hug? A smile? Something? Of course not, it would’ve had too much chemistry compared to the no-chemistry-at-all d*lena ending 
Bonnie is still hearing Enzo’s and that’s not okay because it gave me the feeling that she depends on him and can never have a proper life without him being there - and he’s dead for fuck’s sake 
Stefan dying and giving Damon the cure was just the stupidest thing they could come up with and I honestly didn’t think they would do it because it was just so dumb but they did it and oh god it felt like watching the cliché of clichés and Stefan’s death felt useless
Matt got a bench?? Seriously, that’s all he gets? I can’t even, ugh
At least Caroline still has the girls and Alaric - and the mention of Klaus was nice but anyway I feel like they didn’t give a proper closure to their storylines either
And the Stefan/Lexie hug was the only part where I truly smiled
The ending was just so confused and rushed and it was horrible
They ruined a good show, that’s it, and not just with the finale. The show got screwed over a long time ago

anonymous asked:

BTS reacts to forgetting their s/o's birthday but when they apologize they just say that their birthday never really matters? Idk if that makes sense but thank you!

Jimin: He would feel awful for forgetting your birthday, but the fact that you said your birthday never really mattered in the first place made him feel even worse. 

“What are you talking about Jagi? Of course your birthday matters! I’m going to make it up to you, I promise.”

Originally posted by kookies-for-taehyung

Seokjin: It would upset him that you felt that way about your birthday, wondering why that was a thought that even crossed your mind. However, right now he needed to figure out what he was going to do about your birthday, knowing that it had to be super special now. 

Your birthday absolutely matters. Especially to me. I promise you, you’re going to have an amazing birthday; starting right now!”

Originally posted by beagletae

Jungkook: Wait, wait, wait. What? Did you really just say that? Why would you say that? He had no idea who made you believe this lie, but he figured him forgetting your birthday didn’t help with that either.

I’m so sorry, jagiya. Of course your birthday matters and whoever told you or convinced you otherwise needs a new brain.” “I have your presents and everything and if we make it, we can order your favorite take out before they close.”

Originally posted by btsforlifebruh

Hoseok: He would be devastated that he forgot your birthday, beating himself up about since the moment it clicked into his brain. Whenever you told him that it was okay and that your birthday had never really been important anyway, he would be outraged with emotion.

How can you say that? It’s your birthday, of course it’s important!” “I messed up, this is my fault- but I’ll fix it! You’re gonna have the best birthday I promise!”

Originally posted by comfyjimin

Yoongi: When the words came out of your mouth, he gave you a look that made you sweat- and not in the good way. He couldn’t believe you had actually said that, especially when he was standing right there. 

Why would you say that? Your birthday is incredibly important.” “….I don’t know how I could have forgotten what today was- but there’s still time to do what I had planned. Let’s go.”

Originally posted by parkejimins

Namjoon: There was no way in hell you were getting away with saying that to this guy. He would lecture you and tell you that your birthday mattered and would list a whole bunch of reasons why. Afterwords he would ask if you wanted to go out or stay in, which ever your choice, he would make sure that you had a great time. 

If we stay in, I can go run to the store and grab a whole bunch of snacks and we can watch your favorite movies- or even play that dancing game you love so much.”  “I’m so sorry I forgot today, baby, I’ve just been out of it lately.” “But that doesn’t matter right now, what does is making this day the best!”

Originally posted by jiminrolls

Taehyung: It wasn’t like he hadn’t forgotten important dates before. Though, forgetting this one upset him as it was your birthday. He had it all planned out for a week now, so why did he forget the date? There was still time to do some of the things he had planned, there was just going to be a late start to the day.

No, no no. I didn’t forget! I promise, I have a whole day for us planned!….Well, more like half a day now…I’m going to make it up to you, I promise! Just as long as you never say that your birthday doesn’t matter again.”

Originally posted by toughchim

thank you so much for requesting, I hope you enjoyed this reaction !

I had three worst-case scenarios with the CS proposal:

1) Emma finds the ring and the surprise is totally ruined.

2) Killian proposes without telling Emma the truth about what he did first.

3) Emma initially says no when he asks.

Two of my worst-case scenarios happened.  I can’t even believe this.  

Yamaguchi doesn’t really like to read minds. He always feels as if he’s invading people’s privacy. But, sometimes, he simply has to do it. What happens, when he tunes into some random person’s mind on a crowded train, though?

The poll is rather popular, here goes the winner (32%). The second fic was really close behind it.

Also - this is my 50th work published!

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hello,,, hi. i’m no good at being formal or talking about things seriously (or taking them seriously tbh) but i think for now i need to put the winters legacy on an official hiatus :-/ i’m sorry i know some of you are probably disappointed and i love them but going into their save just turned into such a chore that i never even wanted to do it anymore. i don’t want to end up hating them completely, so for now i need to take a break from them (and feeling bad for not posting them) and have some fun with other things. my posts were turning into all complaints and apologies (kind of like this one oh geez sorry it’s the last i /swear/) and i didn’t like the negative turn it was taking. 

so, i thought maybe i’d jump back into the 100 baby challenge but that save was already so broken and my game was getting too laggy with all the cc and poses that i had to put into it and i just got so frustrated trying to make it work when it clearly wasn’t, so i’ve moved pretty much all of my cc out of my game except genetic things and the hair/clothes you see on the sim above ^ and i’m gonna start fresh,,,,

that being said! say hi to gee lavender!!! they’re a super cool sim :D i’ll probably do more of an introduction to them on their first post but for now you can see what they look like!!! i’m rly excited to play with them and get back into just enjoying the game for what it is and not trying to mold it into what i want it to be so i hope u guys will bear with me and love them too :D