as you can see this shit hit me really hard

I had planned to do a different set for this week for STAR WARS recs and I wanted to give myself a chance to build up a few more fic recs before posting again. But then this week had some amazing fic and I couldn’t pass them by because they were so incredibly good and I had to flail immediately.

Split the Night by Zinga763, obi-wan & anakin & ahsoka & maul & some anakin/padme, 7.8k wip
  Darth Maul knows exactly how to break Kenobi. In which Maul targets someone other than Satine, and it changes Obi-Wan and Anakin’s lives, along with the galaxy’s.
untitled Supreme Chancellor!Obi-Wan fic by stonefreeak, obi-wan & anakin & ahsoka & yoda & palpatine & cast, 4.2k
  So here we go, updates about the Inhibitor Chips, more about what Palpatine does and does not know, Obi-Wan being Tired™ and needing a damn nap, and Anakin and Ahsoka having a good time and discussing the Order as it is and once were. Enjoy!
Broken by lilyconrad, obi-wan/anakin & ahsoka, NSFW, sith!obi-wan, dark themes, pay attention to the warnings!, 38.6k
  The Twins are unstoppable enforcers of the Emperor’s will, the sun and moon that hang in the black void of his rule. It is said they are not the same age and that under their hoods they do not look alike, but they fight as one entity, silent and terrible as an eclipse in a spring sky.
Tano and Kenobi by FireflyFish, obi-wan & ahsoka & hondo & sifo-dyas & qui-gon & mace & cast, time travel, 93.7k wip
  Master Skywalker always said “The Force works in mysterious ways” and Ahsoka Tano has to admit, getting thrown backwards in time by about forty years was very mysterious.
Stoking the Hearth by ilyena_sylph, Merfilly, obi-wan/anakin/padme, NSFW, 8.4k
  Finally, all three of them have time and the ability to get away and share one another.
Tired Soldiers by LibraryMage, obi-wan & ahsoka, 1.4k
  After leaving Malachor, Ahsoka goes to Tatooine to find Obi-Wan.
Caleb the Fool by ambiguously, kanan & ahsoka & luke & leia & hera & depa & cast, 37.6k
  Fourteen years have passed since Anakin Skywalker killed Chancellor Palpatine then fled into sanctuary with his wife. Now the Skywalker twins have come before the Jedi High Council to request training in their powers. This is only the beginning of Caleb’s problems.
Abduction by Mishael, thrawn & eli, 26k
  After the battle of Atollon, just as Thrawn is mourning the absence of a trusted companion, an unexpected opportunity presents itself. But that’s not the only unexpected thing he will have to face.
Patience, Anakin by Icse, obi-wan/anakin, d/s, assassin’s creed fusion, ~1k
  Anakin wants attention and for once he chooses to do it the right way. SW/AC crossover, but you don’t need to know the AC universe.
untitled by glare-gryphon, obi-wan/anakin, modern au, sugar daddy au, 1.3k
  Anonymous asked: No no no. By all means. Write a sugar daddy! Obi one shot. With sugar baby!ani I’m assuming? Oh dude. Definitely do it
No Regrets by Icsek, obi-wan/anakin/padme, 1.4k
  Prompt: Give me the au where Padme and Obi-Wan are planning on getting rid of Palpatine but Anakin beats them to it first and everything is okay and nothing hurts and Anakin gets to be happy.
Failures of Rhetoric by Mithrigil, obi-wan/satine, nsfw, 3.2k wip
  Diplomacy is an art that requires years of refinement. Satine doesn’t appreciate Ben’s many failures. Or, five times Obi-Wan Kenobi should’ve kept his trap shut. And once he should have said something, anything, anything at all.
untitled by delicatefury, obi-wan & anakin & satine, ~1
  She takes a moment to look at the blue projection of a waiting Jedi padawan before entering her private comm room.
To Find I’m Not Alone + Wrestling the Angels and the Devils in my Head by MorganEilish, obi-wan/padme & luke & leia, 6k
  Padme survived Anakin’s betrayal, faked her death, and fled to the distant corners of the galaxy with Obi Wan to raise her children.
Pillow Fight by Liana-chan, obi-wan/anakin, ~1k
  ObiWan is tired. And all he wants to do is go to bed. But something is wrong. Terribly wrong…

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Part 17 - Find Me

Pairing: Luke & Y/N

Words: 1.383

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PART 1 ●○ PART 2 ○● PART 3 ●○ PART 4 ○● PART 5 ●○ PART 6 ○● PART 7 ●○ PART 8 ○● PART 9 ●○ PART 10 ○● PART 11 ●○ PART 12 ○● PART 13 ●○ PART 14 ○● PART 15 ●○ PART 16


I need to stop this. This isn’t me… I’m not going insane because of some guy.

I need to stop crying. I’m better than this shitty me. Come one Y/N get it together.

Breathe.

Breathe.

Good things.

Breathe.

Thing good things.

Breathe.

Good things.

Breathe.

Village.

Breathe.

That smell.

Breathe.

All that nature.

Breathe.

That smell of freedom.

Breathe.

The rain.

Breathe.

The smell, the sound…


My trance of thought was interrupted by a knock on my window.

I looked at it and it made me smile.

“It’s raining.” I breathed out.

I went there and opened it.

“It’s raining.” He said.

“I know.” Amazing. I let that smell invade my nostrils and that sound corrupt my ears.

I miss rain. It doesn’t rain a lot here.

“You… You’re alright?” He asked hesitantly.

“I told you not to come.” I still stared at the rain outside my window but I could feel the heat of his body close to my back.

“I know, I just needed to see you. Can you look at me?” He sounded stressed. Weird, I thought he would be annoyed.

I turned around without closing the window. I love that sound, when those drops hit the ground… I should pay more attention to these little thighs, these beautiful little things. Not people, no, they’re all stains in this world. There’s no sense in trying to understand them because they are senseless.

“I told you not to come here.” I looked at his features. What’s in him that I love? Is it his face? Eyes? Smile? Body? Certainly, not his personality. Or maybe I’m in love with the old you… I’m in love with the idea of a better you. That’s it! It has to be.

“I know, I know I’m sorry.” He said trying to approach me.

“No, you’re not.” I spit it out like a snake trying to poison him.

He looked at me puzzled.

“I missed you.” He tried to explain.

I chuckled. “You’re not sorry and you didn’t miss me, Luke.”

“You don’t know what I feel.” He frowned looking me up and down. He thinks I’m insane… We’ll see who’s the crazy one.

That thought makes me smile.

“Actually, I do. I think I’m the only one who does. Not even you. It took a while you know, you’re a very peculiar person.” I want my old self back, I want it so much. When did I fell so low?

“What, what the hell are you saying?” His face was pure confusion. It is kind of amusing. “Where you studying me? Was all of this a game?” Would it hurt? Like you hurt me?

“Isn’t that what you’ll all about after all? Games?” All those girls you played with. I bet they would kneel before me crying thank you’s. I wish I was that strong. God, I would kill to be that strong.

“Do you even love me?” His wavering. Unsure of the truth. I like it. Having this power. One word and you would fall to pieces right in front of me, just like I did. But I’m not you, and I don’t wish to be.

“I love some kind of you, yes.” It’s true, it isn’t you I love not the you now.

“What the hell are you saying Y/N?” He strode the little space there was between us holding me by my shoulders. “Was it all a lie? Was this a mind game? Tell me damn it!!”

“Are you asking me if I’m you?” His eyes where lost for a moment then they focused on me again. He knew who he was. And he was certain of what I did to him. “No, Luke. I’m not you. I don’t use people for my desires. So what do you want?”

He let go of me. “I wanted to see if you were okay.”

I shook my head. “You didn’t come here for me, you came for yourself.”

“No, I- “

I cut him off. I have no time for his stupid lies, in fact I lost a lot of time with them already. “I told you I was depressed because of you, I told you I couldn’t see you. This isn’t for me, it’s for you. You’re selfish, Luke. You only thing of yourself you don’t care if you hurt other people, you don’t CARE.”

“I was worried.” He said it like it was the most obvious reason in the world.

“Really? Worried… So, you care about me? Want to be with me? Leave your wonderful life behind?” My words tasted bad on my mouth but felt good on my body.

“What’s wrong with you? You’re not like this.”

“Not like what you wanted me to be? You want me to cling to you? Beg you to be mine?” I chuckled. I think I already did that.

“Stop saying these things.” He placed his hands on both my cheeks bumping his forehead with mine. “Stop…” He whispered.

I hate this, I hate how week he makes me feel.

“You love me and I… I… I just… Don’t, don’t push me away.”

His eyes and his voice are like a spell. A spell that I know too well at this point.

He started leaning in. Placing our lips together kissing me slowly. So slowly I can almost believe he really cares.

I broke the kiss staring him dead in the eye. “You’re selfish, Luke.”

That kiss was the proof I and he needed. After everything I’ve told him… he kisses me? And like that? “You’re the sick one. I don’t know what happen and why you need this kind of approval, this kind of sick power but you need help.” I pushed him away from me. That’s what I need. That’s what we need.

“What are you saying?” He started walking in my direction again.

“You need to talk to someone.”

“I’m talking to you.”

“You need professional help, Luke.”

“So, you’re saying is that you don’t want to see me anymore. You’re going back to him aren’t you? To that fucking bastard?!!!” He almost screamed it at my face.

“What?” Disbelief. Was he seriously going into that?

“You have always chosen him before me. What is it? What does he have that I don’t?!” His words were hard and face was so red. I’ve never seen him like this.

“Luke, calm down. Calm down, you’re scaring me. I’m not going back to anyone. I just need time so I can be okay again.” I tried to explain backing away from him.

“I’ll help you…” He said catching my arm.

“No, you won’t. You’ll break me even more. We need to stop this, it’s bad for both of us, apparently. We’re completely destroying each other. We’re not good together. And I won’t go to a mental hospital for you. I’m meant to help people like that not be among them. I don’t want to see you again… so pleas-” I was cut off by his words.

“I love you.” He suddenly said making me stop talking, stop breathing, making my whole world stop. Those words, those fucking words that I wanted to hear so much now they just bring me more pain.

“Shut up.” I breathed out.

“I love you princess, I always did…” Was he really crying?

“Luke stop that!” I say sternly.

“It’s true-“

“Stop! Just shut up! Can’t you see how we are now. We’re total shit. We destroy each other. How can you do this now? You so fucking selfish!!” I screamed out. I wanted to hit him so hard. This fucking stupid. I hate him… how can he do this to me? I won’t go insane! I don’t want to leave… I want my life back! Why is this happening to me?

At this point I was crying my lungs put. I felt his arms embrace me. His lips running in my ear telling me sweet nothing. The door of my room open and my parents came in with worry all over their faces. Is this it? Is this all there’s going to be? Pain? For me and the ones I love?

I saw my dad trying to split Luke and I and all he screamed was:

“No, no… please you can’t. You can’t leave me, not again.”

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hey nuggets, i hope you’re happy with this chapter it was kinda different cause Y/N is struggling with her thoughts and she doesn’t want to be sent away so she’s kinda reacting different to Luke. 

anyway, please give feedback! tell me if you like this new Y/N. if you din’t like something please tell me.

and there’s a new poll up for you to vote on your favorite story or stories so far. please vote i would like to know what you like best. 

see you on the next update nuggets. love ya xx

the walking dead starters ( season 7 episode 1.)

( also known as the meme that will destroy your soul. or as the meme where 98% is negan quotes.!!! SPOILER ALERT !!! IF YOU HAVEN’T WATCHED FIRST EP OF SEASON 7 YET !!!

  • “ what? was the joke that bad?”
  • “ i’m gonna kill you.”
  • “ what? i didn’t quite catch that. you’re gonna have to speak up.”
  • “ not today. not tomorrow… but i’m gonna kill you.”
  • “ well, we can just turn these people inside out, won’t we? i mean, the one’s that are left.”
  • “ let’s go for a ride.”
  • “ wow, what a piece of shit!”
  • “ ‘i’m gonna kill you’ - are you kiddin’ me?”
  • “ did you see what just happened, what i just did?”
  • “ your best chance is to stand up, grab that ax, and drive it through the back of my head.”
  • “ keep actin’ tough.”
  • “ go ahead. grab the damn ax.”
  • “ drop it.”
  • “ don’t make me get up again.”
  • “ well, look at that. dawn is breakin’. it’s a brand-new day.”
  • “ i want you to think about what could’ve happened. think about what happened. and think about what can still happen.”
  • “ that remind you of anybody you know?”
  • “ you are mine.”
  • “ let’s be friends.”
  • “ no. doesn’t work like that, ___. not anymore.”
  • “ think about what happened.”
  • “ i simply cannot decide.”
  • “ i got an idea. eenie… meenie… miney….”
  • “ you can breathe. you can blink. you can cry. hell, you’re all gonna be doin’ that.”
  • “ oh! look at that! taking it like a CHAMP!”
  • “ suck. my. nuts.”
  • “ did you hear that?”
  • “ oh, my goodness! look at this!”
  • “ sweetheart, lay your eyes on this.”
  • “ oh damn… were you– were you together?”
  • “ that sucks.”
  • “ you should know, there was a reason for all this.”
  • “ he just took one, or six or seven for the team!”
  • “ so take a damn look.”
  • “ take a damn look!”
  • “ that? oh, my! that. that is a no-no.”
  • “ that whole thing, not one bit of that shit flies here.”
  • “ do you want me to do it?”
  • “ no, you don’t kill them… not until you try a little.”
  • “ that’s not how it works.”
  • “ now, i already told you, first one’s free, then – what’d i say?”
  • “ i said i would shut that shit down! no exceptions.”
  • “ now, i don’t know what kind of lying assholes you’ve been dealing with, but i’m a man of my word.”
  • “ first impressions are important.”
  • “ i need you to know me.”
  • “ buddy, you still there?”
  • “ i just don’t know. it seems like you’re trying to speak, but you just took a hell of a hit!”
  • “ -and it is gross as shit!”
  • “ oh… oh, hell, i can see this is hard on you.”
  • “ i am sorry. i truly am. but i did say it; no exceptions!”
  • “ you bunch of pussies. i’m just gettin’ started.”
  • “ she is a vampire bat.”
  • “ people died, ___. it’s what happened. doesn’t mean the rest of ’em have to.”
  • “ i thought you were the guy, ___. maybe you’re not.”
  • “ we’ll give it one more go. now i really want you to try this time.”
  • “ last chance.”
  • “ clock is ticking, ___! think about what could still happen.”
  • “ we’re here, prick.”
  • “ this must be hard for you, right?”
  • “ i mean, you have been king shit for so long.”
  • “ that is some screwed up shit!”
  • “ you were in charge. hell, you were probably addicted to it.”
  • “ you can still lead a nice, productive life, producing for me.”
  • “ i think you’re gonna need it. i just got a feelin’. so take it.”
  • “ speak when you’re spoken to!”
  • “ the way that you looked at me, i wanted to change that.”
  • “ i wanted you to understand. but you’re still looking at me the same damn way.”
  • “ do i give you another chance?”
  • “ and here it is, the grand-prize game.”
  • “ what you do next will decide whether you crap day becomes everyone’s last crap day, or just another crap day.”
  • “ you a south-paw?”
  • “ am i a what?”
  • “ that hurt? should. it’s supposed to.”
  • “ get down on the ground. spread them wings!”
  • “ you got a pen?”
  • “ sorry, kid.”
  • “ please, please. please don’t.”
  • “ please don’t.”
  • “ me? i ain’t doin’ shit.”
  • “ now, i know- i know, you’re gonna have to process that for a second. still though, i’m gonna need you to do it, or all these people are gonna die.”
  • “ i’m gonna keep you breathing for a few years, just so you can stew on it.”
  • “ you- you don’t have to do this.”
  • “ now, i know this is a screwed-up thing to ask.”
  • “ it can- it can- it can be me. it can be me. y-you can do it to me.”
  • “ i c- i can go with- with you.”
  • “ no. this is the only way.”
  • “ not making a decision is a BIG decision.”
  • “ you really want to see all these people die? you will. you will see every. ugly. thing.”
  • “ oh, my god. are you gonna make me count?”
  • “ okay, you win. i am counting. three!”
  • “ please! please! it can be me! please!”
  • “ please, don’t do- ah… ahhh!”
  • “ just do it.”
  • “ you answer to me. you provide for me. you belong to me. right?”
  • “ that is the look i wanted to see.”
  • “ we did it. all of us, together. even the dead guys on the ground. hell, they get the spirit award, for sure!”
  • “ today was a productive damn day!”
  • “ now, i hope, for all your sake, that you get it now… that you understand how things work.”
  • “ things have changed.”
  • “ whatever you had going for you, that is over now.”
  • “ he’s got guts. not a little bitch like someone i know.”
  • “ i like him. he’s mine now.”
  • “ but you still wanna try something, i will cut pieces off of… hell’s his name?”
  • “ wow, that actually sounds right.”
  • “ i will cut pieces off of ___ and put them on your doorstep - or better yet,  i will bring ___ to you and have you do it for me.”
  • “ welcome to a brand-new beginning, you sorry shits!”
  • “ you need to sit down.”
  • “ you need to go get ready. to fight them.”
  • “ we would die, all of us.”
  • “ go home. take everybody with you. i can get there by myself.”
  • “ you can barely stand up.”
  • “ you were out– out here for me.”
  • “ i can make it now, i need you to go back, i can’t have you out here.”
  • “ we’re not letting you go, okay?”
  • “ it’s not gonna happen.”
  • “ i’m not giving you a choice.”
  • “ i need to do this, please.”
  • “ i got it.”
  • “ pl- pl- please let us.”
  • “ he- he’s out family t- he’s our family, too.”

anonymous asked:

How would you handle someone cursing you? I think one of my ex's cursed me. Using sheer will more than ritual. People will snicker but, you know, the power intention. Being a petty bitch I've written by own original, scorching and air tight curse, just unhinged my jaw over her tin foil crown and let a leviathan-isque amount of fun times pour down on her and yet... I don't want to stoop down to her level. Listen I'm trying to be "good." I'm not sure what to do.

The best curse I ever laid was never a curse at all. Just a damn good act. I picked up a pencil, stared at my “victim”, snapped the pencil and laid the pieces down in a cross. Everything that happened to her that day were all the consequences of her own actions. I didn’t do shit. She worked herself up into a frenzy, got careless, and snatched her own ass for me. (Playing up to a reputation? Me?)

You think you have been cursed. What have you done to confirm or deny that suspicion? If the wind blows your fart back in your face, is it because you were “cursed” or because your meal was garlic heavy?

I’m not snickering. I’m warning. Running a race fueled by supposition and assumptions is a good way to hurt yourself. So before you start throwing specific countermeasures, go with the general:

  • Take a bath/shower.
  • Make your normal offerings (if you do), then add a little extra for covering.
  • Wash/clean/cleanse your personal things.
  • Get some outdoor time and make peace there.
  • Get some indoor/quiet time and make peace with yourself.
  • Count your debts. Do you owe anyone/thing a favor/apology/promise? Fulfill it to the best of your ability.

Now get your favorite divination tools/friends and start asking the hard questions:

  • Are you cursed/hexed/crossed/opposed? (Yes/No/Maybe)
  • Are the present circumstances against you? (Yes/No/Maybe) Ask this regardless of the outcome of the previous question.
  • If you are cursed/hexed/crossed/opposed, did you bring this on yourself? (Yes/No/Maybe) Who knows, maybe you stepped on a grave and didn’t know it. Dead be fickle shits sometimes.
  • If the present circumstances are against you, is there anything you can do about it other than just ride it out? (Yes/No/Maybe) See also: Retrogrades. (Which really don’t hit me but I’ve watched other people just lose their shit, their partner’s shit, and their dog’s shit.)
  • If you are cursed/hexed/crossed/opposed, what specifically should you do to reflect/reverse/refuse/redeem it? (Open ended question. Pay attention to the details in the answers.)
  • If you can do something about the present circumstances, what can you do about it? (You may not like the answers here, and may choose to just ride it out. Sometimes the cure is worse than the illness.)
  • Do your suspect ex have anything to do with the above? (Yes/No/Maybe) There is a reason I saved this question for this point. If someone wants to get you via magic/woo/prayer and if they have any sense in their head, they are going to cover their tracks as best as they can. You already have some shit going with the ex, so of course it would make perfect sense that your ex would be up to some shit with you. But the Living are just as fickle as the Dead, and not all Friends are friendly.
  • What do you need to know right now about this situation? Pay very fucking close attention to this answer. It will always be surprising, and you may have your assumptions chucked out the window.
  • What do you need to do right now? Whatever your answer is, do it.

If, after all that, you still wanna drop that keg of kick-ass on your ex, then that is your decision to make and your consequences to bear. But at least make sure you are dropping it on the right person for the right reasons as what makes sense to you.

I am not a lawyer, cosmic or otherwise, so I can’t and won’t make any judgement calls about your plans, your intent, or your justifications. I will tell you to make sure you are in the right before you pull that lever.

Right. Begin.

hey, if anyone needs any psych/disability/science/culture/humanities essays/articles that they can’t access themselves or find free online, you can totally send me a message and i’ll do my damnednest to see if i can get it for ya’ll, my uni has access to a load of papers/journals/websites that can’t be accessed unless you’re with an institution so just hit me up and i’ll try my best to help

this also goes for anyone who needs resources for essays/papers/etc and can’t really find anything for whatever topic you’re working on. i am a master of the art of ‘shit lets search for everything related to this and see what works’ 

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2 and 72 w extra angst on top

2. “Hey, hey, calm down. They can’t hurt you anymore.”

72. “Just smile, I really need to see you smile right now.”

Yikes, hitting me hard with that angst! I’m ready. I may or may not be doing a continuation of the high school reunion prompt.

“Hey, Jillian!” greeted a familiar, but deeper voice, making the blonde’s blood run cold. Call it a cliché, but she was faced with the people who had bullied her the most in high school—the quarterback of the football team and the captain of the cheer squad. And it looked like they were still together. “Still doing all of that science stuff, I see.”

“What? You hear about me?” she barely croaked, her throat clenching as she fought for air.

“Of course! You hunt ghosts, right?” The cheer captain gave Holtz a sickeningly sweet smile. It sounded genuine, until she continued. “You should work on some vampire traps next. Or maybe prepare for a zombie apocalypse!” This spread an eruption of laughter between the pair. Diana tensed up next to her, but Holtz put a comforting hand on her shoulder.

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Hitting every light green when you’re in a hurry.

Words that can be typed with one hand.

When you look at me over the rim of your glasses.

Nat 20.

Making someone laugh really hard.

Freckles.

When someone shows you something they think you’d like, and you do.

Holding a newborn.

When a tall friend uses my shoulder/head as an armrest.

Nicknames.

When I come back from lunch and there are no new work tickets.

“Are you ticklish?”

The smell of coffee, and the first sip.

Space mountain.

Seeing my brother after a long time.

Kittens.

Payday, and a full tank of gas.

Breakfast Club.

The little chirp cats do.

When your odds of rolling the item you want are super low, but you get it.


(Inspired by “Farrah Fawcett Hair” by Capital Cities. Feel free to add your own! )

anonymous asked:

I'm glad you're taking a vested interest in your anxiety and trying to figure it out. My brother I care deeply for has just kinda given up, just games all day long and never leaves the house, hardly considers doing anything to help his situation cause it's too hard for'em he says.

Hey, thank you. That means alot. I hope I’m able to overcome it. And hey, I’m sorry about your brother, it must be awful seeing someone you care about have to deal with something like this. It hits me hard because I totally understand his thinking. So many times have I felt totally overwhelmed and felt like getting better was completely unobtainable. Really makes you feel awful, and brings about a whole host of other issues. I’m glad you care about him, let him know you care, and that you’re there for him, it can help a whole lot. Hope he overcomes this shit too.

Manhunt - Chapter 3

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Word count: 1′939

A/N: Good evening, lovelies!

I hope you enjoy chapter 3! Constructive criticism is more than welcome and I’m sorry if there are any mistakes.

Also quick life update, I actually just got a new job in a hospital and will be starting to work there in the middle of this month, so I’m just going to write A LOT now so that I have plenty of stuff to post. ^^

As always tagging @annamreed , hope you like it!

CHAPTER THREE:

**Soryu’s POV**

I was discussing business with Eisuke in his office. It was about the upcoming black market auction in a few days.

“We have prepared almost every item for the auction. There’s only one painting that Baba stole which needs to be checked by Ota, whether it’s a counterfeit or not.”

“Alright, Soryu. I trust you with doing the last part for it. Have the guests already been invited?”

“Yes, Inui sent the invitations. Last time I heard from him they all accepted. As always.” I answered with a smirk playing on my lips.

“Okay, everything has been done, so I say we’re going down to the others and discuss the rest with them so they all can prepare for the parties and auction.” Eisuke suggested with a satisfied look on his face as he raised from his boss chair.

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Happy New Year!

A/N: Happy New Year! I wrote this today and I’m sorry it’s so short and unbeta-ed (there are probably mistakes!!). I wanted to post at least something for you guys. I’m not really happy with the result, but maybe you’ll enjoy it nonetheless.

I hope everyone gets to spend tonight with people they love, whether that’s friends or family. I also hope this new year brings good things for all of you because you deserve it.

~~~

“Will you get out of here already?” Daisy clucks, checking Percy with her hip as she folds her apron neatly over her forearm. Her cheeks spread wide into the same toothy grin that Percy remembers since he started working for her over five years ago, and she points her chin toward the door.

Percy looks at the clock. 8:50pm. Only about three hours left until the new year. And although he normally doesn’t mind spending time at work, this is the one night he’s not that enthusiastic about wiping down tables and serving baked goods.

He frowns, feeling guilty about his lackluster performance all night. He must have been edgy enough for Daisy to take notice of his noninterest in work, which makes him feel bad. She’s always so good to him.

“No, no, it’s okay, I have tables to wipe down and dishes in the back,” he replies, gritting his teeth and resolving to get the job done before his shift ends at 9:00. He refuses to leave early, especially when his responsibilities aren’t finished.

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Reactions to OITNB (spoilers)

-Could Piper and Alex be any more boring? 

-Laura Prepon’s line delivery was shoddy as fuck

-Tucky made me cry when she was talking to her babies in ep. 1. And at various other times this season. I sympathize too hard. Lemme hug you ;_;

-Taystee also got me pretty bad. That moment when the reality of Vee hits her? Sheeeeit :(

-And Boo. You can tell the actress really feels her character.

-That Norma shit got old real quick

-I am now in love with Flaca

-Caputo is just a chill guy stuck under the man’s big toe. Poor dude

-Angie cracks me the fuck up

-Fucking Chang kicks ass. The Frito crushing scene was one of the best things I’ve ever seen

-Sofia’s situation is heartbreaking

-Poussey is the cutest

-I’m glad to see the show touching on the topic of depression a little bit. Poor Soso. 

-I fucking knew that gross security guard was bad news when O'Neal was talking shit on red velvet and he didn’t even dispute it

-Awesome commentary on corporate bullshit and the failings of privatized prisons and capitalism in general

-Caesar is both hot and scary as shit

-Ruby Rose is hot too, but totally shoehorned in. I’m guessing she’s there in case Laura Prepon ends up not sticking around. That would also explain Alex’s cliffhanger.

-Red and Healy draw a huge “Ew no” response from me but I sense he’s very capable of a redemption arc

-I fuckin’ love Poussey and Taystee’s love for books. It’s adorable. That funeral thing is something my friends and I totally would’ve done back in the day.

-Big Cindy is such an asshole but its so funny

Um…that’s all I got for now. So many good things in this show tho