and he got me into firefly


’ What do you want me to do, dress in drag and do the hula? ’
’ I despise guessing games. ’
’ Oh, goody. ’
’ Yes. Well, forgive me for not leaping for joy. ’
’ When I’m King, what’ll that make you? ’
’ You’re so weird. ’
’ You have no idea. ’
’ Sing something with a little bounce in it. ’
’ I’ve got a lovely bunch of coconuts. ’
’ Big ones, small ones, some as big as your head… ’
’ Hakuna Matata. It’s our motto. ’
’ What’s a motto? ’
’ Nothing. What’s a motto with you? ’
’ Did I miss something? ’
’ Let me out! Let me out! ’
’ Please don’t eat me. ’
’ Whoa. Talk about your fixer-upper. ’
’ I can’t go back. What would it prove, anyway?  ’
’ You can’t change the past. ’
’ You said you’d always be there for me! But you’re not. ’
’ It’s because of me. It’s my fault. ’
’ Ahh, so you haven’t told them your little secret. ’
’ It’s not true. Tell me it’s not true. ’
’ No! It was an accident! ’
’ It’s your fault he’s/she’s dead. Do you deny it? ’
’ Then you’re guilty. ’
’ No, I’m not a murderer! ’
’ Friends? I thought he/she said we were the enemy. ’
’ Don’t ever do that again! Carnivores, ugh! ’
’ We’re pals, right? ’
’ I don’t wonder; I know. ’
’ The great kings of the past look down on us from those stars. ’
’ I always thought they were balls of gas burning billions of miles away. ’
’ Fireflies that, uh… got stuck up on that big bluish-black thing. ’
’ Everything the light touches is our kingdom. ’
’ A king’s time as ruler rises and falls like the sun. ’
’ What’s happened to you? ’
’ You’re right, I’m not. Now are you satisfied? ’
’ You know you’re starting to sound like my father. ’
’ The sooner we get to the waterhole, the sooner we can leave. ’
’ So where are we really going? ’
’ Right. So how are we going to ditch the dodo? ’
’ It’s a tradition going back generations. ’
’ Well, when I’m king, that’ll be the first thing to go. ’
’ Well, in that case, you’re fired. ’
’ Nice try, but only the king can do that. ’
’ Your Majesty. I gravel at your feet. ’
’ Why do I always have to save your… Ahhh! ’
’ I know what I have to do. ’
’ Temper, temper. ’
’ I’ve been running from it for so long. ’
’ Ow! Jeez, what was that for? ’
’ It doesn’t matter. It’s in the past. ’
’ Oh yes, the past can hurt. ’
’ But from the way I see it, you can either run from it, or… learn from it. ’
’ You see? So what are you going to do? ’
’ First, I’m gonna take your stick. ’
’ Good! Go on! Get out of here! ’
’ So you’d better have a good excuse for missing the ceremony this morning. ’
’ Perhaps you shouldn’t turn your back on me. ’
’ I wouldn’t dream of challenging you. ’
’ Is that a challenge? ’
’ I’m afraid I’m at the shallow end of the gene pool. ’
’ There’s one in every family sire. Two in mine, actually. ’
’ Pinned you again. ’
’ What’s going on? ’
’ Oh, dear, I’ve said too much! ’
’ Well, I’m brave. What’s out there? ’
’ All the more reason for me to be protective. ’
’ Well, I suppose you’d have found out sooner or later. ’
’ Just promise me you’ll never visit that dreadful place! ’
’ You run along now and have fun. ’
’ I wonder if its brains are still in there? ’
’ Danger? Hah! I walk on the wild side. I laugh in the face of danger. Ha ha ha ha! ’
’ Do you know what we do to kings who step out of their kingdom? ’
’ Puh. You can’t do anything to me. ’
’ Oh, my, my, my. Look at the sun. It’s time to go! ’
’ Hey! Why don’t you pick on somebody your own size? ’
’ I’m very disappointed in you. ’
’ You could have been killed! ’
’ You deliberately disobeyed me! ’
’ I was just trying to be brave like you. ’
’ I’m only brave when I have to be. ’
’ Being brave doesn’t mean you go looking for trouble. ’
’ Whoah. I guess even kings get scared, huh? ’
’ But you’re not scared of anything. ’
’ We were afraid it was somebody important. ’
’ Tell me about it. I just hear that name and I shudder. ’
’ Yeah, be prepared! We’ll be prepared… for what? ’
’ Long live the king! Long live the king! ’
’ If I told you, it wouldn’t be a surprise, now would it? ’
’ If you tell me, I’ll still act surprised. ’
’ You are such a naughty boy/girl! ’
’ You hear that? If you ever come back, we’ll kill ya! ’
’ So it is with a heavy heart that I assume the throne. ’
’ That’s the stupidest thing I ever heard. ’
’ You know, having a lion around might not be such a bad idea. ’
’ Ah, you’re an outcast! That’s great. So are we. ’
’ I’m telling you, kid: this is the great life. No rules, no responsibilities… ’
’ You mean a bunch of royal dead guys are watching us? ’
’ Come on, I just heard about this great place. ’
’ I’m surrounded by idiots. ’
’ I’m kinda in the middle of a bath. ’
’ So where are we going? It better not be anyplace dumb. ’
’ I’ll show you when we get there. ’
’ The waterhole? What’s so great about the waterhole? ’
’ You’re the king? And you never told us? ’
’ You don’t even know what I’ve been through! ’
’ I finally got some sense knocked into me. ’
’ Please have mercy, I beg you. ’
’ You don’t deserve to live. ’
’ Why should I believe you? Everything you ever told me was a lie. ’
’ This looks like a good spot to rustle up some grub. ’
’ I’ll make it up to you, I promise. ’
’ You got to put your past behind you. ’
’ When the world turns its back on you, you turn your back on the world. ’
’ Bad things happen, and you can’t do anything about it. ’
’ There’s more to being a king than getting your way all the time. ’
’ I’m so hungry I could eat a whole zebra. ’
’ Listen kid: if you live with us, you’re gonna have to eat like us. ’
’ Come on, will you cut it out? ’
’ I thought I knew, but now I’m not so sure. ’
’ What’s that supposed to mean, anyway? ’
’ I’m not the one who’s confused. ’
’ You don’t even know who you are! ’
’ This is just the way your father looked before he died. ’
’ So what’s the plan for getting past those guys? ’
’ No wonder we’re dangling at the bottom of the food chain! ’
’ Where is your hunting party? They’re not doing their job. ’
’ Then you have sentenced us to death! ’
’ Well, it sure is a surprise to see you… ’
’ Hakuna Matata. It means “no worries”. ’
’ These are rare delicacies. ’
’ You have forgotten who you are and so have forgotten me. ’
’ You are more than what you have become. ’
’ How can I go back? I’m not who I used to be. ’
’ Will you stop following me? Who are you? ’
’ What’s going on here? Who’s the monkey? ’
Southside Sweetheart

Jughead x Reader

Request: can you do a jug x reader where she’s from the south side and her whole family and friend group is super sketchy and involved with the serpents, and so she’s on betty and and jug’s suspect list? anyways so when he meets her he finds out she’s a literal sweetheart and he falls for her? thanks love

Warnings: Swearing

Word Count: 2,273

A/N: In case you need something to read before tonight’s episode cause things are about to get FUCKED. I also changed it a little, hope that’s okay!


A freshman kiss, never talked about. Ignored and pushed away.

A gang, a mother’s arrest. My mother’s arrest, for a fight in a bar.

Me, left for a year on my own, trying to figure everything out.

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Another Sleepless Night (McCree x Reader)

(Ahhh, I need this too much!!! I am a horrible person when it comes to McCree Fluff! And Thank you for helping me come back to the ‘Bad side’ of the tracks because I have been reading some other things so I needed to come back home. Enjoy ^_^ Mod Firefly)

2 Damn days…2 Damn days of barely any sleep and was starting to show it seems so you were hating yourself because usually, you could handle anything but not having him by your side, it made things hard. Stupid Soldier for sending him to Hollywood when it was already a hard time sleeping and seeing how he just got back and was beyond exhausted, you let him sleep as you got out of bed, going to the bathroom to think for a few minutes.

Angela offered to give you sleeping pills but you were a stubborn one, you didn’t want to take pills to sleep, you wanted to sleep to the heat of his chest and the smell of his cigar and whiskey by you. You left the bathroom and he was still snoring, earning a soft chuckle as you go to the living room and turn on a movie to help you feel sleepy. It was some children’s movie about a talking snowman and a woman who can make ice come from her hands, making me think of Mei.

“Darlin?” a voice is heard from behind you as you turn and look at him before biting your lip. He was in just his boxers and had appeared to have just woke up. “Darlin, it’s 3 in the damn mornin’ come back to bed.” He urges as they shake their head. “Sorry, can’t seem to sleep lately, you go back to bed.” you urge as he comes and sits by you before pulling you close. “Insomnia kicking you around again?” He asks as you nod and he smiles, taking your hand in his before kissing it gently. “Wait here darlin.” he warns as he gets up, leaving them alone to watch the children’s movie.

5 minutes pass as Jesse comes in with blankets, some kind of mug that had the most delicious smelling liquid inside of it and what looks like some lotion, making your eyebrows raise slightly. “Here, drink this while it is still hot and give me your feet.” He urges as you are confused before he takes them in his hands, rubbing the lotion on your feet as you drink the most delicious hot chocolate in the world. “Why are you spoiling me?” You ask as he smiles and kisses your knee, causing a blush to appear.

“You call it spoilin’…I call it pamperin’. Besides, this should make up for me leaving so much, hopefully.” He says with a hint of guilt in his eyes but you know that this cowboy has work more pressing than being here for you when you are having a bad day or not able to sleep during the night. “Jes, I understand, you don’t have to do this to make me understand. You have work and so do I.” You smile as he kisses your knees again and smiles his signature smile at you. “I am doing this to help you sleep…I can’t sleep well without you beside me.” He says as you realize that he was staying awake because you could not sleep.

“Did you finish your hot chocolate?” He asks as you nod and he takes the cup before settling in beside you, holding you and that’s when you started to feel sleepy. “Jes, thank you.” You mumble as he smiles and kisses your head. “Shh and sleep, sweetpea. I love you.” He says as he starts to hum something along the lines of a lullaby but before sleep finally took you into its embrace, you managed to make that man smile once more.

“I love you too Jesse…Thank you again.”

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Some screen caps from Chop Suey. Truth be told, though I knew about Ian Svenonius’ involvement back when I got the game, I’d forgotten about it over the years. (I mean, I hadn’t played the game or seen anything about it since, probably, ‘99?) But as I was playing it yesterday, two things stood out to me. Dooner–pictured in the third screen cap from the top–and the beatnik fireflies, pictured fifth from the top. Yesterday, I looked at Dooner and thought: “Oh wow, look at that retro sorta-mod hipster boy, he looks like he should be listening to The Make*Up or something.” (Side note: I totally had a vague sort-of crush on Dooner when I played the game at age 13-15, I remember thinking, god, I wanna meet a boy like that. Reader, I met many boys like that, and most of them were disappointing.) And then, as I clicked on the beatnik fireflies, I recognized the voice of the one who said crazy. I thought: “I am 99% certain that is none other than Ian F. Svenonius.” I remembered that Brendan Canty had done the music, and that Theresa Duncan had been part of the DC punk scene, so I thought it was certainly probable. And then, while watching the credits at the end of the game, I saw that Ian was the fucking illustrator! Like I said, I’d forgotten, and I laughed when I saw his name there. It’s kind of funny and awesome when I think about the fact that Ian S. and stuff he’s made or been part of making has been an important part of my life for well over two decades, now.

Vodka & Cotton Candy (PT2)

Sebastian Stan x Fanfiction

Warnings: Language, smut

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“You haven’t said more than five words to me since we got here.” Sebastian said, locking his hands together while resting both of his elbows on the table cloth.

We had just made it to this quaint little restaurant in Studio City. I had never been to Firefly but when Sebastian made the reservation he swore by it. Sitting at our table, the dimly lit restaurant had a very romantic -garden like ambiance. Out on the patio in our cabana the table was in a more private area. Curtained off with white fabric canopy. The dark vintage setting had a certain aura that was slightly helping me come out of my shitty mood.

I wasn’t upset with Sebastian. Truthfully I had no reason to be. I was more frustrated with myself. My life with Sebastian was certainly far from mundane. Though he had years of practice and adjusting to this constant attained attention. I on the other hand was still struggling with the idea that my personal life at any given moment would be shared so publicly. I could feel the weight of Sebastian’s stare as I looked down at the flickering fame on the candle that was placed between us.

“Can we just pretend the past hour didn’t exist?” I asked, huffing letting out my pent up emotions.

“Yeah, but until it happens again then what? Are you going to keep giving me the silent treatment Peyton?”

I waited to answer his question having somewhat of trepidation of what might my answer be. I looked away again unsure of what else to say. The waiter approached the table without either of us noticing. “Hello, my name is Dean I’ll be your server for tonight. Can I start you both with light refreshments?” He pulled out his notepad and pen to begin writing down our orders.

“Two ice teas please and we are ready to start.” Sebastian collected both of our lamented menus and handed them to the waiter.

“Did you take a chance to look at our drink menu? We have a wide variety of delicious choices.” Dean said in his most persuasive voice.

“No the ice tea will suffice, after all she doesn’t drink and I didn’t see the liquor of my choice.” Sebastian finished that sentence exchanging looks with me like it was our own private joke.

Though in our defense it kind of was. Dean proceeded with taking our order scribbling quickly on his notepad everything Sebastian was saying, not missing a single beat. I sat across from him with my hands in my lap taking notice of the way Sebastian conducted himself. My observations also pointed out that whenever we were in public he did most of the talking. Our waiter finally left the table making his rounds to another one in a distance.

“What did you do today?” Sebastian asked me.

“The fun stuff or the boring stuff?” I retorted playfully. I watched his face to see how and what made his facial expressions change. I was beginning to learn what made Sebastian tick.

“The stuff that happened in between.” He said flatly.

“I’m not following what you are talking about.” I said. Underneath the table our legs were a comfortable distance away, but I started to feel his leg reverberate against mine. He was shaking his leg in annoyance to my brisk answer.

“You mentioned you were on the elevator today when someone was gawking at your breast.” His ardent stare was somewhat mixed between sarcasm and intensity.

“No one was gawking at my breast.” I lowered my voice and looked around me as if I just said a promiscuous word. “It was my shirt that had a fucking unmissable logo on the front!” I laughed, or at least tried to.

“Then where did you go?” Sebastian’s question hung in the air.

“Isn’t that for me to know?” I sat back resting in my chair with a raised brow. As his face started to soften he bit the inside of his cheek and I knew our game was far from over. It was only beginning again.

The waiter had returned with two ice teas as requested setting them on the table directly on the coasters placed in front of us. He stood there for a moment smiling with a question sitting on the tip of his tongue. Sebastian looked at him in anticipation, with the warmest smile on his face.

“My son is a huge fan of yours and I’d hate to be a bother but he would kill me if I didn’t ask for a picture!” Dean exclaimed.

“Well Peyton and I certainly do not want your blood on our hands.” Sebastian said lightly, joking with him of course. I was quietly observing and listening to them. I pulled the paper wrapper off and started to stir the plastic straw around the ice waiting to hear the following words that were sure to come.

“Would you mind taking our photo Miss?” He asked eagerly. He extended out his camera phone and I reached for it as I stood up. Sebastian wrapped his arm around his shoulder, and Dean held up his thumb to salute.

“I’m going to take another one.” I angled the camera giving him a variety of photos. When they were done Sebastian hugged him and the waiter thanked me as usual. It was all so routine now. When I passed him his phone back I noticed behind him we had caught the attention of two young girls behind us at another table.

They stared at me, conversing back and forth with each other. I assumed their topic of conversation revolved around Sebastian, though their phones were surprisingly pointed at me. I sat backdown in my chair. I couldn’t help but look back wondering about the things they were talking about. Feeling exposed, I sprung from my seat needing fresh air. Even though ironically we were sitting outside.

“I’m going to go find the area for smoke breaks.” I told him.

He looked at me with perplexity. “You don’t smoke.”

“Then I’m going for a break.”

{Part 2 out of 6}

Assault on Arkham starters
  • “Heard that one before, huh?”
  • “No. I just have Google, like everyone else in the world.”
  • “Aw, crap! Not this again!”
  • “You too? It’s like a bloody recurring nightmare!”
  • “You’re feisty.”
  • “You’re lying. You wouldn’t go to all this trouble just to kill us.”
  • “Be my guest.”
  • “I’m fine. We’re done. He’s a jerk. Whatever.”
  • “Well, I’m convinced.”
  • “I kill to keep degenerates off the streets. I won’t work alongside them." 
  • "I don’t trust vermin. Honorless, rudderless, undisciplined.” 
  • “They’ll never find your body." 
  • “Women. Can’t live with ‘em, can’t kick ‘em out of a moving car.”
  • “Lucky shot.”
  • “Right. Let’s see you do it.”
  • “Let’s call it even, ‘mate’.
  • “Do it and I’ll bite it off.”
  • “I got an itch I thought you could help me scratch, cowboy…”
  • “Oh, what the hell.”
  • “Yahtzee!”
  • “Bloody hell!”
  • “It’s OK! I landed on my head!”
  • "Come on, you amateurs.”
  • “Don’t call me pudding!”
  • “Did we win?”
  • “Firefly, Killer Moth, Maxie Zeus…never heard of any of these tools.”
  • “You just out-crazied The Joker!”
  • “I’m here, bitches! And I’ve got favors for everyone!”
  • “Uh, you know what you’re doing, right?”
  • “I don’t like people touching my stuff!”
  • “Go ahead. You’re out of bullets.”
  • “…and I’m talking to myself. Again.”
  • “Those scumbags are trying to screw me.”
  • “Sure, he slaps me around a lot. But you’re the one who’s always hurting me!”
  • “What can I say? I break a lot of eggs to make an omelet.”
A Tale of Ink (McCree x Reader/ Reaper x Reader/ Soldier 76 x Reader)

(For you, our beautiful Anon, I would love to do this and thank you for the compliment, Admin GK found the perfect Mei that describes our work here at the page. I hope you enjoy! ^_^ Mod Firefly)


“Whatcha got there?” He asked as they pulled their sweater off and then looked at the long tattoo on their forearm and a wash of guilt washed over them. “It’s something that is a constant reminder.” They say as they get ready to go shower as he follows them, wanting to full story. “When I was younger, I made a stupid mistake and all I could do was keep screwing up. I put this on my forearm because it reminded me that someday, I will know why I was meant to be here.” they sigh as they run the water and he holds them from behind before they could strip anymore clothing off. “Want to know something, you make mistakes to grow but this beautiful piece of art, it not only serves a reminder for you but it makes me want to be stronger for you too. So this way when you have a down day, I can be there for you.” He smiles as he kisses them as the reply with an eager kiss back. This is what they needed, to know that they won’t be alone during the worst day of their life.

“Shall we make some sin before we get you cleaned?” He smiled as for the first time in their life, the art on their arm was exactly right…As Mr. Johnny Cash says: ‘Life is rough so you gotta be tough’


‘Dying is Easy…Living is a Challenge’…Those words hurt more than most realize. After the death of a close friend, they could only look at the mirror and cry. Reaper saw this and was confused by it but what was the most confusing was the words that had been inked into their skin. “What is this, amado?” He asked as they looked at their arm and then back up at him. They didn’t want to tell him about the nights where they wanted to be with their best friend but could not bring themselves to do it because they didn’t want to leave his side. “Gabe, do you remember about my close friend that died…they committed suicide and I blame myself for not helping them.” was what was whispered as he holds them in his arms, letting them cry.

He knows what it is like to lose someone but to lose someone by that account, that hurts worse than anything else. “Then why do you have these words on your arm?” He asks as they look down he makes them look at him. “Tell me” He urges and then in clicks with him as he holds them, telling them that life is hard but his would be impossible with them. He would do whatever it takes to make them smile again because he loves them that much. Every day from then on, he told you that you mattered to him at least once a day.

Soldier 76-

“I didn’t know you had a tattoo sweetheart.” they hear from behind them as they look down and felt some sadness come back into their heart. “What does it say?” He asks as he looks at it as they reply. “Memento Vivere…its Latin.” He looked at it as he asked what it means before he realized that they were shaking and looked at them, seeing that they looked either nervous or maybe embarrassed. “No needed to be upset because I saw your tattoo, I love it.” he says as he sees them holding their arm and holds them since no one was around. “Is everything ok?” he asks once again as they shake their head. “Jack, I have something to confess…I am the child of a once strong leader in an army…I turned away from him because I was hurt so much that I lost so much time with him.”

Soldier held them as he listened to their tearful confession because he did not think that they were that secretive but nodded to them to continue. “I returned eventually and I remember that growing up, he had a tattoo on his hands that said Memento Mori…meaning Remember that you must die.” Soldier froze as they continued. “He wanted to protect the world so he said that was to help him remember that he has to keep going with the mission but…he was killed by the enemy and left me alone.” He holds them and remembers that their words do not match their fathers. “Wait, then what does yours say?” He asks as he tries to remember anything to help him understand the old language on their arm.

“Jack, this is my reminder to not waste another day, to progress with the mission and now with you by my side, I can do that.” He smiles as he holds them but in the back of their minds, they still remember their Father’s sweet words the final time they spoke. “Remember these words, my child…‘Memento Vivere’…Remember to Live, my sweet child.”

(Sorry some are short and some are long but I have plans to get the Memento Vivere tattoo soon and that is a story that goes with my all time favorite band. Thanks again!!!)

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the man in the moon stayed up too late

summary: it didn’t go according to plan, but gon wouldn’t have it any other way. (a morning of firsts)

notes: @canzie-gumm I’m so so sorry this is STUPIDLY LATE so I wrote an extra long ficlet that is not at all influenced by me rewatching the chimera ant arc with a friend and dying slowly from everything going on /sweats. title’s a song from fellowship of the ring because sap knows no boundaries. aged-up killugon, (fluff warning), 1100 words

“What was this all supposed to be?” Killua demands, gesturing widely against the sunny dawn sky.

Gon smiles, relishing how little resistance Killua has to their hands tangled and their bodies leaning against each other. They’ve been out all night, running through quiet streets and climbing in and through closed up amusement parks, getting terrible pizza at 2am from a half awake uni student and fighting over who got the last slice. Now it’s morning, finally, the first donuts of the day still warm as they sit on the roof of Killua’s hotel and watch the sun come up. The dawn streaks Killua’s white hair with molten gold and pale pink, shining and soft and strong.

Gon rests his head against Killua’s shoulder. He’s missed this in their time apart, having Killua close enough to lean on. It shouldn’t be comfortable, not when Killua’s all edges, but it is better than any pillow. “What was what supposed to be?” he asks.

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If I Fall For You

TITLE: If I Fall For You

CHAPTER NO./ONE SHOT: Chapter 4 of 8

AUTHOR: the-resawrites

ORIGINAL IMAGINE: Imagine Loki’s chosen bride is a beautiful Princess, a daughter of a powerful King. He visits her every week to get to know her and sometimes she visits him too. However, Loki falls in love with her Lady’s maid- a shy yet very smart, book-loving young maiden.


NOTES/WARNINGS: Beware of typos! Thanks for reading.

Chapter 4

I couldn’t believe this was happening. Loki kept visiting our realm, claiming to see Astrid, but every time he came he would always find a way to get just me and him alone so we could talk. At first I didn’t mind, he’s going to be Astrid’s husband one day, then I saw how he was a little less interested in Astrid. She was still liked him, however.

I didn’t think this would ever happen, at least to me. Personally I wasn’t concerned about finding love, it was the last thing on my mind, always. But Loki was everywhere, flirting with me and flashing his smile that melted my heart. I couldn’t believe I was falling into it either. He was just so… handsome.

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British woman saw fiance swept to his death in cave tragedy that killed eight tourists 

In 2007 Helena Carroll, 21, was exploring a cave in Khao Sok national park in southern Thailand with her boyfriend John Cullen, 24, two local tour guides, a Swiss family of four and a ten-year-old German boy. Carroll and her husband had decided to take a year long “dream holiday” of travelling around the world instead of putting the money down on a new house.
Helena said: “I guess we had got half way through the cave when I heard this sudden roar. I looked behind and saw this rush of water coming towards us. John and I started climbing. The first thing we saw was a tour guide and the German boy being dragged away, then the Swiss couple and their two lovely girls. As we climbed I lost my grip and slipped down but John grabbed me and pulled me up. We kept climbing higher and found a ledge. John said, ‘If we stay here we are going to die’. But I said we should stay. At least we were safe where we were. But he decided that he would get into the current and flow with it. He thought the current would take him out, then he could bring help to rescue me.” He slipped into the water and that’s the last I ever saw of him. He let go and he was just gone. 
All I could see was insects that light up, like fireflies and hear the rumbling of the water. I sat there shivering all night. I had no idea what the time was. 
All of a sudden I saw a bright light. It was the light of a torch and so I started shouting 'Help. Help. I’m over here.’ When I got out I was told that many people had died. They did not say I was the only person who had lived.”

The 1,700ft-deep Nam Talu cave complex is set in spectacular scenery of jungles and limestone cliffs about 400 miles south of the capital, Bangkok. It is a popular tourist attraction because of its spectacular architecture and wildlife. But it is also a notorious death trap during the monsoon.

“I saw John’s body in a box next to one of the beautiful little Swiss girls. It was awful. I can’t believe I am the only survivor.”

Phil's Liveshow 03.16.17

aka the Phil Got to 4 Mil Q & A

- Phil immediately tweeted because he always forgets

- He’s “fresh out of the shower.”

- The house is actually kind of cold because the heating’s off

- He’s wearing his Jake hoodie but he feels like a traitor because he hasn’t watched Adventure Time in a long time

- He should be wearing a Steven Universe hoodie

- He smells like sweet marshmallow and it’s distracting

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Would you kiss me if I was a Frog? (Harrison Osterfield)

Summary: Reader is feeling down so Harrison comes to the rescue

Word Count: 1586

Warning(s): Mild swearing and lots of cuteness 

“You have got to be kidding me.” I breathed looking down at my paper. A C? I thought. God damn it.

“Alright thanks everyone!” My professor called out. “See you all next week.” He finished gathering his things as the rest of the students followed. I sighed packing up my stuff ignoring the paper that glared at me. I threw it in my bag with the rest of my things. I walked outside huddling inside my coat as the cold February wind whipped through me. I stuck my headphones in my ear turning up the music to block out the sounds of the London environment. My music cut out suddenly, startling me. I pulled out my phone sighing as I saw who was calling me.

“Hey Haz.” I answered placing the phone up to my ear.

“Hey love!” His voice sounded. “How was your class?” I sighed stopping at a busy street.

“It was fine.” I answered watching closely as I crossed the street.

“Are we still on for dinner tonight?” He asked. “I was thinking—there is an new italian place that just opened. I’ve heard it’s really good.” I sighed shaking my head even though he couldn’t see me.

“I don’t know Haz.” I mumbled. “I don’t really feel like going out.”

“What why?” He asked. “Is everything alright?” I sighed again.

“I got a C Haz.” I bit my lip trying to stop the tears from falling down my face.

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Drabble Prompts

Between the longer one shots I was hoping I’d be able to get some drabbles out, they’d be a fair bit shorter than the one shots… please tell me if you want smut, otherwise I’ll try to keep them more PG than some of my other stuff

Send me up to three numbers and a character for a drabble.

1.    “The skirt is supposed to be this short.”

2.    “How long have you been standing there?”

3.    “I may be an idiot, but I’m not stupid.”

4.    “Who gave you that black eye?”

5.     “I just like proving you wrong.”

6.    “Everyone keeps telling me you’re the bad guy.”

7.     “Quit it or I’ll bite.”

8.    “If you use up all the hot water again, I swear to god! You’re on the couch for a month!!”

9.    “If I die, I’m going to haunt your ass.”

10.   “Looks like we’re gonna be stuck here for a while.”

11.  “Take. It. Off.”

12.  “Well, you’re coming home with me whether you like it or not.”

13.  “I’ll kick his ass if you want me to.”

14.   “And that’s how you ruin a life. Congratulations.”

15.  “D..did you just make that noise?”

16.  “He’s a bad kisser.”

17.  “You can scream if you want.”

18.  “I didn’t know we were keeping track.”

19.  “One of them’s missing.”

20.  “Save some for me.”

21.   “You’re still mad?”

22.  “Come over here and make me.”

23.  “He creeped me out. I’m not gonna lie.”

24.  “I’m done! You can fix it!”

25.  “Can we just watch a movie and fall asleep on the couch?”

26.   “You leave whenever you feel like it.”

27.   “Don’t apologize if you don’t mean it.”

28.   “Well that’s the second biggest news I’ve heard all day.”

29.  “You look pretty hot in that.”  

30.  “I thought you were dead!”

31.   “We’ve become the clingy couple that you used to complain about.”

32.   “You just wanted them because they light up.”

33.  “That wasn’t very subtle.”

34.  “I don’t do hugs.”

35.  “Don’t talk anymore.”

36.   “How do I even put up with you?”

37.  “I said get rid of it.”

38.  “They didn’t just find out. They already knew!”

39.  “You’re not as quiet as you think you are.”

40.   “Just don’t buy a goat. I don’t care what you do, just no goats.”

41.  “I have a secret.”

42.  “I won’t let you get hurt.”

43.   “I’ve had enough! I want to be alone!”

44.  “I can’t stand seeing you like this.”

45.  “Me and the boys will handle it.”

46.  “You’re competitive and so am I, and it’s going to lead to a fight.”

47.  “Is there a reason you’re naked in my bed?”

48.   “Mind if I join you?”

49.   “That’s my shirt. So is that..wait?”

50.  “There’s a surprise upstairs for you.”

51.  “I’ll take care of it.”

52.  “I’m not your boss? Well then who is?”

53.   “They got you a present. Isn’t it sweet?”

54.  “Am I scaring you?”

55.   “After everything…I’d still choose you.”

56.  “And when did you plan on telling me about this?”

57.  “Trust me.”

58.  “Scoot over a little bit, please.”

59.  “You’re so clingy, I love it.”

60.  “You didn’t just wake me up at 2am because you were ‘in the mood’.”

61.  “Did they hurt you?”

62.  “You’re cute when you’re all worried.”

63.  “Don’t shut me out.”

64.  “You got a cute butt.”

65.  “I just got out of the shower, I can’t dance. What if my towel falls off?”

66.  “Don’t be an asshole. Asshole.”

67.  “Do you really think I could ever replace you?”

68.  “Sharing is caring. Now give me your fries.”

69.  “…or we can chill in our underwear.”

70.  “You can’t make up for it by giving me a tic-tac.”

71.  “Life is a highway, and I’m always drunk. So I’m not driving.”

72.   “You can’t just hug me and think everything’s okay.”

73.  “Is he coming home?”

74.   “No more pets. How hard it it to understand?”

75.  “I let you win.”

76.   “Can I do your hair?”

77.  “Your favorite superhero can’t be a villain.”

78.  “I told you not to jump on the bed!”

79.  “He’s pampering me, let him be.”

80.   “I’m worried about losing my job!”

81.   “Quit moving, I’m trying to sleep. Wait…are you…what?!”

82.  “You nap, I’ll stay awake.”

83.  “It’s turbulence. It’s normal.”

84.  “Don’t touch me. We’re fighting.”

85.  “I’ll give you a massage.”

86.  “You fell asleep in the tub?!”

87.   “We’re not playing strip poker. I don’t care what I said when I was drunk.”

88.   “You had a nightmare, tell me what it was about so I can fix it.”

89.   “If I win, you do dishes for a week.”

90.   “Use your words.”

91.  “Hold my hand so he gets jealous.”

92.  “Get out of my face before I hit you.”

93.  “Look! Fireflies!”

94.  “Why do you only kiss me when I’m sleeping?”

95.  “I just need ten minutes.”

96.  “I have the weirdest boner right now…”

97.   “Can you come bail me out? I got arrested…”

98.   “You can’t banish me, it’s my bed too!”

99.   “Did you go through my underwear drawer?”

100.                        “Marry me?”

earnmysong  asked:

jyn & cassian, i've got fireflies where my caution should be... (for the meme)

where my caution should be. all ages. 1.2k words.

After Scarif, some attachments aren’t so easily left behind, even when they’re inconvenient. In a war, that has consequences.

Prompt: I think I’ve got fireflies where my caution should be. (Instead of slowing down, I just shine brighter.)

{read at ao3}

His last glimpse of Jyn for a very long time is the incoming light playing in her hair, strands escaping in the rising wind. She smells of the standard soap on Yavin Four, sea salt, and singed plastic. The copper tang of blood lurks beneath, but that’s easy to ignore. He holds her tighter. He holds her as if the light will not tear him away, scattering his particles across the world.

I am glad you’re here with me, he says, or she says, or both. Their hearts beat in time, slow and restful.

The plans stream across countless stars. He chooses to believe, because she does, that somewhere, someone listens to the greatest difference he has ever made to the galaxy. Their names will turn to dust like their bodies, but this legacy will live on.

“Thank you,” he whispers into her ear. Her fire forged the last bricks on this path. He will not forget, for what remains of his life.


The rest of his life is longer than he thinks.


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I have a bizarre relationship with the song Fireflies by Owl City. I got into OC quite a while before he went viral, and by the time Fireflies got the radio I wasn’t listening to public broadcast anymore??? Not for pretentious reasons, I just literally didn’t have it anymore. I was still really into Owl City though, so people started talking about it a lot and I was just confused. It was never oversaturated for me, it’s just… one day everyone knew??

Skinny Love

Summary: Two unlikely heartbroken members of the La Huerta group end up finding solace in alcohol and each other… Sort of. It’s mostly the alcohol.

Characters/Pairings: Craig/Grace, Zahra, Aleister, Raj

Rating: T for swearing, drinking

Word Count: 1375

Book: Endless Summer

Author’s Note: Woohoo, my first fanfic entry for #ChoicesCreates in a month! It’s been so difficult finding the time to write, but I’m glad I was able to for this one. Inspired by Round 13′s prompt, Betrayal, and also a bit by Bon Iver’s Skinny Love, I’m pretty excited because I love angst, and I love unlikely friendships/interactions. Thanks always to this week’s hosts, @hollyashton and @firefly-hwufanficwriter. Let me know what you guys think ^.^

Skinny Love

“So Craig, you said you had a Charger?”

“Yeah! When we get home I’ll have to take you for a ride. She’s got 700 horsepower, all leather interior…”

He was flirting with her. The nerdette. Zahra couldn’t believe what she was hearing. Grace and Craig were sitting at a table, drinks in hand and deep in conversation about the jock’s muscle car. To anyone else, it sounded like a perfectly platonic conversation. But Zahra knew Craig. He didn’t offer a girl a ride in his precious car unless he was flirting with them.

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The Saloon

Fandom: WWE

Pairing: Dean Ambrose/Sheamus O'Shaunessy/Reader

Rating: Holy shit M.

AN: Heavily inspired by the WWE 2K17 advertisement, though I’ve never touched the game. So uh, another AU. Also, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO @tox-moxley and HAPPY THIRST PARTY SATURDAY @hardcorewwetrash ENJOY!

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I’ve been a fan of Owl City for almost 7 years now, and he and his songs have shaped the way I am today. 

I’ve made a lot of sketches and illustrations inspired by his songs, so I’ve decided to start a passion project called “30 Illustrations for Owl City”. He has made a lot of songs, but I’ve decided to start with 30 of my favourite Owl City songs. I can’t promise myself that I’ll release and illustration every day, but I will definitely finish 30 illustrations for Owl City. 

1/30 Fireflies 

    His most popular song! I first knew about Owl City, when I heard “Fireflies” on the radio. I kept listening to this song, until I got really sick of it. I really liked this song, because it made me feel as if I was floating with fireflies. It was as if they were carrying me up, so I could look at the view of the earth from above. It made me think, “This world is amazing!!!” I no longer listen to it as often as I did 6 years ago, but whenever I have a hard time finding inspiration, Fireflies is one of my go-to songs. 


Fallin’ Up

Originally posted by got7gifs

I got chu girl ;)  😁

“When two people really care about each other, they will always look for a way to make it work, no matter how hard it is.”

Summary: Being someone's little sister is hard…. especially when you have an older brother who has a best friend you have a huge crush on and you can’t do anything about it… But little do you know he has a crush on you as well. What will happen?

Part 1~

Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11



That day… That day was the day you really did fall for him…

You’ve always found Jaebum attractive but that day was the day he made you crush on him hard.

Nothing is better than having a family cookout with people your care about and music playing in the back. You stepped foot in the backyard and you see a bunch of family members scattered in all sort of directions.

“Y/N, took you long enough to finally come out here,” Jackson your brother teases as he wraps his arm around your shoulder.

“Well, a girl has to make a good impression,” You commented back and he pretended to be offended.

“Ah I just don’t understand you women species.”

“Excuse me.”

“Just kidding! You look great as always.” Jackson says and you rolled your eyes and push his arm off your shoulder.

“If you need me, I am going to be shoving my face in food.” Jackson says as he dances his way to your father who was grilling the meat.

You giggled and continued to watch everyone talk and have a good time.

“Still short,” you hear behind you and you turn around finding Jaebum standing right then and there smiling down at you.

“Ah yes, still a hater.” You smirked and he chuckled.

“At least I won’t be easy to be stepped on,” Jaebum says wiggling his eyebrows and he begins to give one of his famous cute smiles where his eyes squint and his smile takes over his face… Ugh why does Jackson have to such a cute best friend?

“Excuse me giant, how’s the weather up there?”

“It’s actually great, thanks for asking.” He says nudging you and you rolled your eyes and walked off.

Every time Jaebum and you would talk, he would always have a comment to say to make fun of you. It could be your height, the way you dressed, the way you did a certain hairstyle and etc. It could literally be anything!

You walked over to a table where all your cousins were and just start to catch up and everything that took place in your life.

After eating and talking, the music started to get louder and everyone seemed to be in the dancing mood. Your parents when they have cookouts, they usually go all out. They have firefly string lights decorated all over the backyard making it stand out. They have huge speakers and a table just filled with food.

It was getting dark so the lights were definitely sticking out but it looked beautiful. You were getting bored just sitting down at the table and just watch others dance. So your cousin Li approached you and asked to dance.

You gladly accepted his request and you both walked in the middle where everyone was dancing. The music was playing and you began to move your body to the music. You had a secret talent of dancing and no one really knew about it since you weren’t the type to brag.

You continued to dance and you were having the time of your life. A song ended and there was another song that already had a choreography. A lot of people knew it since it was a pretty well known dance.

You continued to dance with your cousin but at one point you had to switch partners with the person on your right. As soon as you did that you ended up with Jaebum..


You two began to dance and didn’t speak. It’s like you two were speaking with the dancing. The way both of your body moved was right at the beat of the music. You couldn’t help but to smile at the fact that for once you were having a good time with Jaebum.

He spun you around and as the music stopped he lifted you off the ground having one leg on his waist and the other lifted back. You both looked each other breathing the same air and you couldn’t help but to really look at him.

He was so cute…

But’s he’s your brother best friend…

It felt like you two were in your own world.

Jaebum was looking in your eyes as you did the same…

Just then your heard cheering in the back and Jaebum sets you down and you instantly blushed. Fuck must you blush.

You walked off from the dancing area and Jackson pulls you aside.

Just what you needed a brother lecture…

“Do you and Jaebum having something going?” Jackson asks and you rolled your eyes and crossed your arms.

“We were just dancing, calm down.” You said walking away but Jackson continues to follow you.

“I’m just asking, because I just saw the way you two were looking at each other.”

“Jackson, you know I already know the rule about dating your friends. Calm down.” You said calmly even though deep down inside you were crushing on Jaebum hard.

“Good. It’s just I don’t want you with my friends because I know what they are capable of doing and your baby sister. I don’t want to see you get hurt.”

“I’m 18, I’m not a baby no more.” You said annoyed and he laughs.

“You’re always going to be considered the baby whether you like or not.” Jackson says and walks off and back to his friends.

The cook out when on until people slowly started to leave. One by one people explained how they had a great time to your parents and then left.

As basically everyone was gone, it was time to clean up. The only person who didn’t seem to leave just yet was of course the one and only Jaebum.

“Sweetie do you mind climbing and taking off the firefly string lights for me?” your mother asked and you nodded.

You climbed up a ladder andontoo a tree and sat down grabbing the firefly lighters. You continued to do what you were doing and then stopped and admire how calm everything looked from up there..

The view from their made the lights look beautiful in the backyard.

As you were lost in your thoughts you hear someone climb up the ladder and you looked and found Jaebum.

“What are you doing here?” you asked him as he sat down next to you.

“Running away from Jackson.”


“He wanted me to go to the store with him but I got lazy so here I am.”

You giggled and rolled your eyes.

Music was still playing as you were all cleaning up and specific song began to play bringing you back memories with your ex… You guys just broke up a week ago and you still had feelings for him…

You looked down at your hands and couldn’t help but to tear up.

“What’s wrong?” Jaebum asks looking at you and you quickly wiped your tear and looked at him.


“It’s not nothing. What’s wrong?” Jaebum asks you again but this time he is looking into your eyes.

“Well… I just got out of a relationship about a week ago and this song brings back memories because it was our song…”

You looked down again and what caught you off guard was the fact that Jaebum put his hand over your hand.

You looked down to your hand and looked up at him.

“Sometimes you have to forget what’s gone, and appreciate what still remains and look forward to what’s coming next,” he says and you were feeling butterflies and your cheek heat up.

This was so new to you. You were so used to Jaebum constantly teasing you.., And now here he is giving you advice. This moment is when you realized you liked him more than you would have ever guessed.

You continued to stare at him and you wanted to lean in and kiss him so bad.

“Jaebum!” you hear Jackson call.. Of course.

That was reality.. He was always going to be Jackson's’ best friend and you were always going to be known as his Jackson little sister to Jaebum and nothing more..

“I got to go.” Jaebum says and you just nodded.

As he was slowly going down you forgot to say one thing to him.



“Thank you…”

He smiles and continued going down the ladder.


But after that night Jaebum went back to him old self and constantly teased you to get you mad for no reason.

You did wish Jaebum felt the way you felt towards him… You liked him a lot, but there was nothing you could do.

10AM perfect time to be sleeping in and take advantage at the fact that you had nothing to do for the day. Just as you were having the best dream of your life you began to hear music causing you to wake up.

Your eyes opened and you sat up feeling grumpy as hell.

One thing you hated the most was to be awaken when you are trying to have your beauty sleep.

You threw your blanket off of you and dragged yourself out of bed. You swear if it’s Jackson he is going to get hit with a bat.

You opened your door with force and dragged yourself downstairs to where the music seemed to be coming from and as soon as you stepped foot into the living room you find Jackson and Jaebum watching TV while blasting music…


“Excuse me.”

They ignored you. You got annoyed so you walked over to the speakers and turned off their music and crossed your arms.

“Hey we were listening to that,” Jackson says looking at you and you rolled your eyes.

“Well I was sleeping and you seemed to not care.”

“Yikes,” you hear Jaebum say and you looked at him.


“Nothing.” Jaebum says smirking and you clenched your teeth.

“Sorry I didn’t know I had to look good as soon as I wake up,” you said and stormed out of the living room.

You were already grumpy that Jackson woke you up with the loud music and now here comes Jaebum making stupid comments.


Jaebum’s Point of View

Y/N is the only reason why I lie to Jackson about why we can’t hang out in my place. I always want to see her even though I know it’s wrong that I like her.

I’ve always found her cute and once I accidently told Jackson he nearly killed me.

But I told him like a little sister and he got off my back but still..

I tried.

I tried to just push my feelings away and try to ignore the fact that Y/N even exists but it’s hard.

The only way I can ever get her attention is when I say stupid things to get her mad or annoyed.

I do that for two reasons.

Cross that three reasons..

One she looks cute getting mad and annoyed. Two Jackson doesn’t suspect that I like her so I can keep seeing her around the house and last but to least I don’t want Y/N to know I like her…

I feel like she hates me…

I mean I can’t blame her. I made her hate me..


Your Point of View

Just as you were finished applying mascara on your eyelashes you walked you’re way downstairs and began to look for Jackson.

“Jackson?” you called out as you wandered in the halls.

“He’s not here.” You heard a voice in the living room and you walked in and found Jaebum with his feet on the coffee table.

“Where did he go?”

“To the store to buy something duh,” he says smirking and you rolled your eyes and walked over to him.

“First of all I didn’t know so no need to be a dick. Second of all take your damn feet off the coffee table.” You said pushing his feet off for him and walked off to the kitchen.

You looked in the fridge and began to look for something to eat. You pulled out eggs, butter, milk and everything you needed to make pancakes.

Just as you were pulling out the supplies you began to hear music again but this time it was 10x louder.

Are you fucking kidding me!

You marching your way into the living room and put both of your hands on your waist and stood in front of Jaebum.

“It’s too loud!”

He knew you were talking but he couldn’t hear a word you were saying which made him laugh.

Again you repeated yourself and he doesn’t say anything.

You walked to the stereo and turned it off and Jaebum gets up and walks over to you.

“I was listening to that.”


He gets closer and you began to back up.

“You didn’t listen when I said turn it off.”

“So your point is?” he asked smirking and you backed up so much to the point you were on the wall and Jaebum had both of his hands over your head and his face just a couple of inches away from yours.

Anything can happen…