New series based on thisLana del Rey song, ‘Carmen’.
Mood boards for this series can be found on my masterlist here
Thomas Shelby - Carmen
Everything about her was a lie.
Her girlish smiles, flirtatious giggles; her charming ways. The intriguing stories she shared and the friendships she made along the way. These lies so repetitive and consuming they had become her truth, living and believing her own lies under the eyes of others.
He heard her before he saw her. Her laughter was a melodic tone that danced around the room causing all heads to turn to her involuntarily. Her head was tipped back, eyes scrunched up and her teeth on show as she reacted the way she believed she should to the men swarming around her. After, a warm smile rested on her lips which were stained a bold red.
He was aware of the contrast between their faces, his stony and blank having not changed since he sat in the dimly lit booth in the corner of the pub. Hers; warm and inviting.
You know? I think that years later there was (or almost) another big storm in the sky of CHB.
After Piper and Jason received the letter from Leo ’Hey, I’m alive’ Jason, inadvertently, formed an electrical storm in the sky. Suddenly the weather had changed and everyone had noticed.
At first all the campers thought it was Zeus and his mood swings but was Percy the one who realized that, though Jason seemed calm and stoic when he read the letter of Valdez, it was him who had formed that great scandal in the sky and the thing was getting really ugly with clouds threatening the area, so Percy didn’t hesitate to shout: ’Hey Jason, wake up!’
And Jason came out of his trance at the same time that a big thunder fell somewhere not far from the camp, making a great noise and scaring the vast majority of the demigods.
They knew that Jason was strong but had never taken dimension of his powers until they saw it, even though it was something he didn’t intend.
And Jason just apologizes before retiring to be alone because he really did not want to cause a disaster in the sky and even less to scare anyone.
And it was that moment where all noticed what were able the powers of the Roman son of Zeus.
Because Jason looked an imposing presence, but with a friendly and nonthreatening personality, but of course appearances can be deceiving.
juliechavira said: Please make a part two for “ I want her to be mine” it’s really good 😄
Anonymous said:def want a part 2 to I Want Her To Be Mine; not too sure on what can happen plotwise; maybe something with stiles being protective of her cause theyre family and he doesnt fully trust liam yet or something. and i was wondering if shes stiles age and older than liam maybe that can come into play.
PLEASE DO A SECOND PART. Possible plot: they see each other in the hallways a lot. Then one day they are in the hallways alone together and he pushes her against the lockers and puts his face sniffing her neck, cause her scent is driving him crazy…. Or something like that.
I don’t think I have ever had this many requests for a part 2 on a story ever, so I hope this sequel satisfies everyones imagination^^
Grace had been helping the pack out a lot recently. Digging up information they never could have figured out themselves, even helping Lydia out on the mystery of Parrish’s true form, but in that case still no answer. Since in most cases things happened when the pack was on school, or just after, she came with them there. Always riding her motorbike to school, right behind Stiles’ Jeep.
Now since she was a year older than Stiles, making her 4 years older than Liam, she had already graduated high school, and from time to time ended a helping hand to those in the pack that was slacking behind on the school work.
When the rest of the pack was in class, Grace seemed to curl up with some book around school, often just standing in the hallway, leaning against a locker.
Which was what she was planning on doing today. The day when Liam was a tad late for class.
Liam was already having a hard time being around her, as just the faint smell of her scent made him go crazy, and just by a mere touch Liam’s eyes would glow for a second or two before going back to normal.
It wasn’t just Scott anymore that had noticed Liam’s behavior, and Stiles had on more than one occation warned Liam to keep his claws away from his cousin.
Grace currently stood by Liam’s locker, trying to find something in her shoulder bag, probably her precious book, when Liam came around the corner, quickly coming to a halt.
Liam had to take a deep breath before continuing towards his locker.
«Hi, Grace.» He greeted with a smile when he came close enough, close enough to smell her scent.
«Oh! Hi, Liam.» She greeted back as she looked up from her bag, looking around the hallway.
«Aren’t you a bit late?» She looked at him skeptically, one eyebrow raised. Despite Stiles not trusting him yet, it sure looked like Grace did.
«Oh, uhm, yeah.» Liam nodded his head as he stopped by his locker, right by where she was standing, looking at him with those beautiful clear eyes of hers. Her scent was so strong this close, all he wanted was to pull her close to him, hold her tight against himself, so he could keep her safe.
«What class have you got now?»
«Math.» Liam smiled shyly at her, quickly averting his gaze from hers, knowing he wouldn’t manage to keep his hands to himself if he didn’t.
«Your heart is beating really fast.» She commented from beside him, closer than she had been before. He only needed to reach out his hand a little and he could have touched her soft skin.
«How can you hear that?» He turned to look at her in confusion. Wrong move. He drew in a shaky breath as he tried to calm himself down.
This time he wasn’t able to look away from her, it was like she had captured him when she gazed up at him like that.
«Liam? Are you okay?» Grace asked as Liam seemed to breath harder with each passing second. In concern for his well being, she reached out a hand, and placed it on his upper arm, which ripped away the last straw of focus Liam had left in him.
«I’m sorry.» He whispered before he embraced her in a hug. Making her back up against the lockers. Liam buried his face in her neck, breathing in her scent, this time having the opposite effect on him. It calmed him like nothing ever had before, it was like a wave had just washed over him.
Despite the shock, Grace quickly returned the hug, drawing calming circles on Liam’s back, sighing contently as he pulled her tighter against himself.
The bell rang for the end of the day, and students piled out of the classrooms. Stiles was already discussing wildly something with Scott when he stopped right in his tracks.
«Dude, what-« Scott began, but as he turned to look at the same as Stiles, he stopped talking as well. But unlike Stiles, Scott smiled at the sight in front of him.
Grace and Liam stood by Liam’s locker. She leaning her back against it, while Liam was leaning his right hand on it, his other hand intertwined with hers. They were talking calmly, both having these stupid smiles on their faces.
«He did not-« Stiles weren’t able to finish his sentence before Malia came and put a hand on his chest, stopping him from walking forward.
«Don’t.» She said warningly, keeping him put.
Stiles sighed, as he looked over at his best friend, who nodded approvingly at him.
«I don’t think Liam will be needing a ride home in your Jeep from now on, Stiles.» Scott said, as they began to walk to their lockers.
Looks like the little puppy of the pack, no longer was so little and innocent.
You and Derek were a strange couple. Most of your friends thought you were an odd pair. But you did have a crazy started
You were Scott older sister and when your mom called you from college saying she was worried about your brother. You can home right away and one of the first people you met was Derek Hale.
You hated each other was a burning passion. You thought it was weird that he always followed your brother and you believe that he got Scott and Stiles into the wrong crowd.
*where they in a gang*
*Did they do drugs*
*WAS HE GIVING THEM DRUGS*
You finally followed your brother and his sarcastic best friend. And let’s say you weren’t surprised when that lend you to Derek. But you when shocked when you found out was really going on.
Your brother was a werewolf and Derek and him were friends. After weeks of following them you decided that Derek wasn’t a a bad person so you invited him to apologize.
And what better to say sorry than with some cookies.
But you had overslept and before you knew it Derek was at the door.
“Hey Derek why don’t you sit on the sofa I’ll be a couple minutes.” You said after opening the door. He nodded and grace you with a very rare smile. You were shocked and just stood there was a weird feeling in you stomach.
Did Derek hale make your heard race.
Maybe he wasn’t so bad after all. Let’s just say you brother came home to floor and egg cover kitchen with burning cookies in the oven. With you and Derek aggressively making out of the couch.
For Grace, Mamrie’s text message is nothing short of haunting.
She stares blankly at her phone, unsure if her strongest emotion is anger, shame, or otherwise. Her dorm room is suddenly cold, even though the heater is constantly too high.
Mamrie knows. She always knows. What makes it so severely worse, is that she’s completely correct. Again, nothing out of the ordinary. Grace has been acting like a child, arguably for the first time in her life. She didn’t know ‘selfish’ was a possibility for her. Then again, she didn’t know ‘lust’ was either.
Eeeeep! This one is written for the amazing fartoandsmellbig because she studied for her French test like a BOSS! (Is that what the cool kids say these days?) Anyways, much love to you fartoandsmellbig, I hope you like it!
I’m standing at the reception desk of our hotel here in Georgia. Our last NoFilter show is tonight.
“Excuse me miss, but under what name was the reservation?” The receptionist ask me, again.
“Mamrie Hart. I’m sorry but that’s the third time I’ve told you, is there a problem?” I ask, getting irritated with her chipper attitude.
HG has her nose buried in a new project and Myka is feeling a little ignored.
(I did mean this to be tiny)
“experimental,” Bering and Wells, T, 1800 words
Helena’s room is almost dark now that night has fallen, but Myka couldn’t find her anywhere else; she pokes her head through the door and flips the light switch. At the other end of the room, Helena straightens in surprise.
“Oh, thank you, darling." She squints up at the ceiling light, then redirects the small lamp she has on her workbench. "I suppose it was getting a little difficult to see.”
“I guess." Myka wraps her arms around herself. "You didn’t come down for dinner.” No one else had bothered to wait, but Myka had picked at her food, staying seated until long after the rest of the table had cleared away.
Oh my gosh. Let me tell you about the Disney magic here.
I am completely certain that when I met Tiana that day, I was brought into The Princess and the Frog and time stood still. I am swearing that for those moments, everything was animated and I was in New Orleans.
I really did meet Tiana and that was her. She was Tiana. Down to every mannerism, her looks, and her voice. While I was waiting, I was standing there in awe because it was her.
I normally have that same awe when I see Snow White. I normally lose my mind quietly when I see Snow White and I start shaking with excitement and I’m gasping because it’s really them and I’m in love with life again.
Tiana is one of my top three favorite princesses. She has a strong background with cooking and her bond with her parents is one I share with my mother. Cooking is something my mother and I do often. So…I kinda just died here.
“Ooh, darling, look at you! You’re shaking like a leaf!”
I told her that I had waited a pretty long time to meet her and I didn’t get to see her the last trip I came. And I told her how beautiful she was…Because really. She is. She complimented my dress. Green is my favorite color- her’s too! She liked the daisy print but…
“I like to think of myself more of a…southern magnolia. But I love lilies, too.” “Lilies are my favorite!” “Like the water lily on my dress?” “It’s why it’s my favorite dress, Tiana!”
And it is. I am completely in love with Tiana’s dress. Words cannot say.
We talked cooking. I told her about how I make clams and spaghetti with my mother. She wanted the recipe. <3 And she talked about gumbo.
Oh my goodness she gave me so many gentle and graceful hugs…
Really just… I was in shock. This was Tiana. She had a bit of fire behind her words but there was still that grace. It was like a DREAM to talk to her and she’s on my MUST SEE character list the next time I visit.
The thing is, her gazebo is hardly visited! When I was there, the line was two people! They were waving people over!
LL Ori and the Orion Nebula
This esthetic close-up of cosmic clouds and stellar winds features LL Orionis, interacting with the Orion Nebula flow. Adrift in Orion’s stellar nursery and still in its formative years, variable star LL Orionis produces a wind more energetic than the wind from our own middle-aged Sun. As the fast stellar wind runs into slow moving gas a shock front is formed, analogous to the bow wave of a boat moving through water or a plane traveling at supersonic speed. The small, arcing, graceful structure just above and right of center is LL Ori’s cosmic bow shock, measuring about half a light-year across. The slower gas is flowing away from the Orion Nebula’s hot central star cluster, the Trapezium, located off the upper right corner of the picture. In three dimensions, LL Ori’s wrap-around shock front is shaped like a bowl that appears brightest when viewed along the “bottom” edge. The beautiful picture is part of a large mosaic view of the complex stellar nursery in Orion, filled with a myriad of fluid shapes associated with star formation.
Image Credit: NASA, ESA, and The Hubble Heritage Team
Your sister and Grace mentioning you in the most recent it's Grace made me really happy.
AH I JUST SAW THAT THATS SO CUTE!! I remember meeting Grace the first time and I was just super shocked and she was super beautiful but she was wearing like 5’’ heels or something so she was like 6'9’’ or thereabouts and I’m only like 5'1’’ so I was like super shocked. I also really didn’t want to seem uncool, but tbh I was literally so nervous that I don’t even remember what happened. It was just like… “GRAAAACE!!! WOW WOW WOW wow woooow wowowobye” My first VidCon was a tiny social disaster and my second one I still wanted to be cool so I spent hella time not going up to the people I wanted to see so that I wouldn’t interrupt or anything gosh moral of the story always interrupt and always talk to people you wanna talk to
Grace is trying to clean up the house and when she enters Max’s room, it’s almost like a hurricane has hit the toy box. There are things everywhere. “Max?” Grace calls. No answer. She goes to find him, thinking he may be in the living room with more toys. “Max? I need you for a second” Grace calls. Still no answer. When she gets to the living room Max is no where to be found. Panic sets in for a moment and then she gets an idea of where he may be. She goes into her room and opens the closet door. Max is laying on the floor, staring up at the ceiling with Thomas in his hand. He looks at Grace but doesn’t budge. Grace sighs. His hiding spot was the closet. They would play hide and seek in there and she would find him there they now and then when he was pouting.
She lays down next to him and stares up at the ceiling. “What are you doing in here, bud?"She asks. Max is silent. "You’re not gonna tell me?” she says. Max stays quiet. “Is it a secret?” She asks. Max nods. “Can I know the secret? I won’t tell” she says. Max looks at her and sighs. It makes Grace’s heart sink to look at his sad eyes. “I want a friend” he says. Crack. The sound of Grace’s heart breaking. “You have friends. You just came back from a play date with the boys” Grace says. “Yea but they have each other cause they’re brothers..and I have nobody” he says. Crack. “Can I have one?” he asks, looking at Grace. Grace doesn’t know what to say. She doesn’t want to tell him yes because she’s not sure she’s ready but she can’t take looking at his sad little face. “We’ll see” she says. Max sighs and hugs Thomas to his chest. Thomas’s button eye is starting to fall off but he won’t let her fix it. He likes him that way. “How bout we get out of here and go do something fun?” she says. “Like what?” Max says. “How bout we go see dad at work?” Grace says. Max nods. “C'mon” she says, getting up. Max follows behind her.
They go visit Chester at his office. “Knock knock, I brought someone to see you ” Grace says. Max steps from behind her and Chester’s face lights up. “Hey buddy!” He says coming to greet his son. He picks him up and starts to tickle him. Max laughs so loud and it makes Grace smile to see him happy again. Chester sets Max down. He softly pecks Grace. “How’s it going?” He asks. “Fine. Just cleaning. I gotta talk to you though” she says. “Oh wait” she says. She kneels down and whispers into Max’s ear. “Can I tell daddy the secret?” she whispers. Max nods. “Okay” she whispers. “Hey come sit at my desk. You can play a game on the computer” Chester says. Max goes to the desk. Chester puts a game on and kisses the top of Max’s head before he leaves
“Whats the secret?” he says as they step outside the door of the office. “Max told me that he wants a friend” Grace says. Chester looks confused. Grace raises an eyebrow. “Ohhhh..are we ready for that?” Chester asks. “Well see i don’t know but I don’t want him to be an only child forever. I think we can do another one..maybe two more” Chester raises an eyebrow. “Okay maybe not two but definitely one” she says. Chester thinks for a moment. “Okay. But I think it’ll be better if it’s…spontaneous. I don’t want to get on a schedule” he says. Grace laughs. “Okay, we dont have to get on a schedule” she says. Chester smiles and pulls her into him. He kisses her softly. “Ready?” he asks. “Right here!?” Grace says in shock. “No!! I was just saying. Oh my gosh Grace” Chester says. He starts laughing at her. “Well I wouldn’t know. you’re crazy sometimes” she says. Chester winks at her and she rolls her eyes.
They head back into the office and grab Max. They say goodbye to Chester and head to the park and a couple other places so that Grace can cheer Max up. When it’s time for Max to go to bed, she reads him a story and he begins to drift off. Before she leaves Max holds onto her hand. “Mommy?” he says. “Yea, what is it, love?” She says.“You’re my best friend” he says. Grace starts to smile. She thinks she may cry even. “You’re my best friend too” she says. Max smiles and closes his eyes. She kisses him on his forehead. “Goodnight, I love you ” she says as he drifts off to sleep.