cries i thought the one on the left was so good 11 months ago

Where did you go?

Michael x reader

I am so sorry this is so long and rambly but i looooove it. Michael leaves reader to deal with an abortion by herself and she comes back to small heath with or without a baby ;)

He would be home in a few minutes and you were unbelievably nervous to tell him that you were pregnant. He’d be a great dad, but it wasn’t the baby that worried you. It was you. Recently Michael had been doing more and more “business” with his cousins. He would never tell you what was troubling him, you would barely talk at all anymore. You saw each other a couple times a week, each time you’d hope he’d take you out or stay longer than an hour for sex. That never seemed to happen though. He wasn’t the Michael you fell in love with a year ago. He was a different person altogether. That’s when the door slammed open.
“What the hell is so urgent we have to meet now? I have places to be (Y/N). You look fine what do you want?” The tone in his voice made you want to cry, maybe you shouldn’t tell him. You swallowed the lump in your throat and stepped back from him.
“I’m pregnant”
“Well shit.” There were a few moments of silence you didn’t know what he was thinking but he was definitely thinking.
“I can get the money for your abortion to you tonight on my way to the garrison” This was the moment your heart broke, you let the tears brim over.
“No.” You whispered feeling absolutely crushed.
“Yes. You’re not keeping it don’t be so ridiculous.” He started to walk to the door but turned round on his heels.
“If you get it done before, I’ll be over on Thursday for an hour or so.”
“Are you fucking joking Michael.”
“What?”
“I’m not your bloody whore.” This made Michael laugh under his breath before looking you dead in the eyes.
“Well, what are you then?”
“Get out of my fucking house. Get out!” And with that he walked out the door slamming it behind him. You slumped to the ground sobbing. There was no light in his eyes anymore he wasn’t the man you once knew. You cried for hours until you eventually fell asleep. When you woke up the next morning you went through to the kitchen. On your table was an envelope with the money Michael had promised you. And all of a sudden you were no longer sad just angry, you had so much rage. You packed your suitcase and phoned your mum telling her you were leaving for London and she could do whatever she wanted with the flat. She begged you to stay but nothing was keeping you hear having to see his face every day. You slammed the door behind you and walked to the train station ready to leave small Heath behind you.



A couple days later after Michael had come home from his bender. He’d had a good sleep and earful from Polly about being stupid and going out drinking for days he remembered his conversation with (Y/N). He drove from Pols country house to (Y/N)’s flat in small Heath.
“(Y/N)! Open up! Listen I’m sorry let me in!” He got quite the shock when (Y/N)’s mum opened up the door.
“Michael, didn’t she tell you?”
“Tell me what?”
“She’s gone.” And with that, his heart sank.
“What do you mean? Gone where?”
“London I believe, she said she needed to get away for a while, I’m sorry.”

Keep reading

ex’s and shows ; bae jinyoung (part 1)

genre: angst, fluff

summary: jinyoung, your ex, appears everywhere and somehow you find yourself meeting him where you work.

y/b/f/n = your best friend’s name

part 1 

seeing jinyoung from the distance, you quickly took off your uniform and placed it in your locker. you finished your shift at the cafe, and jinyoung wanted to talk to you about something. you saw him, fiddling with his fingers as he gripped your favourite drink.

you walked over, flashing him a smile. he seemed a little nervous. he gave you a small smile.

“h-hey..” you say, “are you okay?”

“look, y/n.. i..” jinyoung took a deep breath, “i don’t think this is working out.. i have to go and do my show.. and we’re acting as friends.. i’m sorry y/n.”

your foot stepped back. your heart broke.

oh. you thought. of course.

jinyoung would be moving in the produce 101 dorms, and produce 101 season 2 would where he would start pursuing his dreams. and he was right. the skinship- wasn’t there. the i love you’s- they weren’t there either.

“i’m sorry.” you say, taking the drink from his hand. “well.. good luck. thanks for the good times.. jinyoung..”

jinyoung.

the name you would call him whenever you were upset, worried, mad..

of course, you were all of those emotions. because you called him jinyoung.

jinyoung stood up, his tall figure hovering above you. he wrapped his arms around you, pulling you in his chest.

“i love you y/n… goodbye.” were his last words.


“who are you voting for?” y/b/f/n threw popcorn into her mouth. you both were watching produce 101, she wouldn’t stop talking about it. she convinced you to watch it, but she had no idea that jinyoung was in it.

“i have no idea..” you say, “they’re all pretty good.. maybe park jihoon.”

“hey, y/n?” y/b/f/n asked, her eyebrows perking up. you looked at her before the screen. “isn’t that.. jinyoung?”

“j-jinyoung? o-oh yeah..” you stuttered, looking at him. he was still a shy person. you could tell. whenever he was shy or insecure, you would always rub his back and whisper soothing words, which made his confidence go up.

“w-why is he there? did he leave you for that show?”

“why are we talking about this?” you say, “our break up was four months ago..”

“you never told me why he broke up with you..” y/b/f/n said, “did he tell you why?”

“i don’t think this is working out.. i have to go and do my show.. and we’re acting as friends.. i’m sorry y/n.”

“h-he uh… chose to do produce 101. it’s okay, he wanted his career.” you say, “let’s uh, move on.”

saturday: 11:25am

“order thirty two!” you shout as you put the coffee and cake on the counter, the customer picking it up. “kamsahamnida!”

you sighed before heading to the cash register.

“how may i help today?” you say.

the boy glanced at your name tag: y/n.

“could i get two coffees, all with cream and sugar?” the boy politely asked.

you nodded, “anything else?”

“no thank you.”

Keep reading

annakendrick4ever  asked:

B 11/12 thanks 😉

This is what happens when people bribe me to do their prompts quicker by sending me photos/gifs of Labrador puppies..

Bechloe - ‘Red’/‘Orange’

Beca looked up from her phone and glanced around the lounge. Thursday nights was movie night and as usual she’d been the last downstairs. Which meant as usual she had to sit on the floor, leant against the arm of the long sofa. To her left on a giant beanbag were Jessica & Ashley, both on their phones. To her right in the corner on a large armchair were Flo and Emily, who were busy plaiting Stacie’s long hair as the leggy brunette sat on the floor in front of them, also on her phone. And to her right on the sofa sat Cynthia-Rose, then Fat Amy, and finally Chloe, who was currently in the process of practicing a new style of plait using Beca’s long brown hair. Lily was lying underneath the small coffee table, but the Bellas were beyond the point now where they wanted to ask what the odd woman was ever up to.

The petite brunette turned her head as Stacie let out a small “yessss!”. Beca smirked when she heard her best friend let out a tut then felt Chloe firmly tilt her head back to the position it had originally been in. She loved teasing Chloe.

“I got Polar Bear!” Stacie called out happily, as she continued scrolling through her phone.

“What for?” Fat Amy asked.

“Just some Buzzfeed Quiz that tells you what kind of bear you are…” Stacie said with a big grin.

Beca rolled her eyes as she heard the surrounding Bellas all “ooh” and “ahh”. She knew what that meant. And as expected the young women around her pulled up Buzzfeed on their respective phones, including Chloe.

Beca sat up and cracked her neck slightly, pleased to be able to sit up properly for the first time in a half hour. She never admitted it out loud, but she enjoyed it when Chloe plaited her hair.

It had started on a whim several months ago during a movie night with the Bellas. Beca had been sat in this very spot, with Chloe sat behind her on the sofa where she sat right now, and the brunette had jumped at the feel of her best friend gently taking hold of a lock of her hair and smoothing it between her fingertips over and over. Then Chloe had whispered to her, asking if she minded if she practiced her plaiting technique and Beca had merely shrugged. She minded but not so much that she wanted to upset her best friend. So the redhead happily proceeded.

Beca had found the motion of Chloe running her fingertips through her hair pretty relaxing. It numbed the anxiety that often clouded her thoughts during particularly stressful times like exam season or the tense anticipation of having to return home for a holiday. Not that she’d ever told the redhead that - but she wondered if Chloe did, in some way, already know. Because Chloe would sometimes declare a movie night on nights other than Thursdays. Nights when Beca thought she was doing well at hiding her stress. And once the Bellas were gathered and the movie had started, Chloe would begin slowly glossing her fingertips between Beca’s hair and the brunette’s body would noticeably relax.

“Ah maaan I got grizzly bear!” Cynthia-Rose announced, clearly disappointed by her result, “I’m not grizzly am I?”

“Er you didn’t talk to me for three days when I ate some of your cereal last month.” Fat Amy said uncomfortably, her eyebrows raised as Cynthia-Rose shrugged in an ‘well there was good reason for that’ sort of way.

“Eeeeee! I got Bear Cub!” Cried Emily, jumping up and down in the armchair she was sharing with Flo.

“I got Black Bear…” Lily may have muttered - Beca wasn’t sure.

“Brown Bear” Jessica and Ashley called out in unison.

“Ooh I got Red Panda!” Chloe called out with a beaming wide smile. Beca’s ears pricked up and she looked around the room to see that all of The Bellas were now looking from her to Chloe and back again, with grins on their faces. “I don’t get why though..I mean other than having orange fur that’s kinda like my red hair…?”

“It’s because red panda’s are Beca’s favourite animal, just like you’re Beca’s favourite person.” Fat Amy pointed out with a shrug, not looking up from her phone as she continued with her Quiz.

And as though this was the best news the redhead could’ve ever gotten, Chloe’s eyes sparkled as she looked down at Beca. But the brunette swallowed loudly, feeling her cheeks flush pink as she looked up at Chloe. Yes it was true that red panda’s were her favourite animal. And actually yes it was true that Chloe was one of her favourite people. But it was just coincidence she loved them both…wait WHAT?!

Beca felt her heart skip a beat with a massive thud.

The two co-captain’s gave each other soft smiles as Fat Amy let out a loud ‘whoop’:

“Ahh yeaaaah! Koala Bear!!”

Tricher (Part One: Thomas/Reader/Alexander)

Ah yes, time for a little angst and cheating brought to you by an idea I got at like 2 AM that someone probably already did. Enjoy, my friends. I didn’t go through and check it much so there may be some mistakes, but I did my best.

Warnings: Cheating, angst, swearing (a lot of swearing), kind of a neighbor AU, modern AU, the beginning of a pretty rollercoaster-y series.

Words: 1402


The couch of your boyfriend’s apartment never seemed to fail to bring you some joy after a long day. Whenever your boyfriend wasn’t there, the couch was always there instead, to comfort you. Especially lately, since your boyfriend was growing extremely distant day by day. He’d spend more time with his friends, always be home late from work, always be taking the long ways to and from places- a ton of suspicious stuff.

It was currently 9 PM on a Saturday. You hadn’t seen him since 7 AM yesterday, when he left for work. You trusted him, though, even though your friends didn’t. Thomas was a good man who wouldn’t do any wrong, like your friends thought he would. He was probably just spending the night at a coworker’s place after overworking himself, which he tended to do too often.

Keep reading

Lay - I’ll wait for you to come back. Forever ♥

Originally posted by dazzlingkai

Member: Exo’s Lay

Pairing: Idol!Lay & You

Genre: Bit of angst with a bit of fluff.

Words: 1,852

Summary: Relationships are made out of two people and if one is never there, the other one sometimes breaks. You selfishly left but made your decision without your loving boyfriend.


“I promise. It will be better next year” he said. That was a year ago and now you’re sitting here, in the apartment you and your loving boyfriend share. He’s the cutest person you’re ever met and a gentleman inside and outside. Not only that but he was also deadly handsome. You remember the day the two of you met.

Keep reading

So, Prison Break will be back in a matter of hours.

And to a lot of you, that may mean nothing. 

But it means a hell of a lot to me.

Prison Break first aired when I was fourteen. I don’t remember much about the night itself, but what I do remember is kicking up a real fuss when my brothers outvoted me on the choice of programming, the two of them commandeering the TV remote and forcing me to watch the pilot of this new prison show instead of the episode of House that I had apparently very much wanted to watch at the time. After that night, though, House certainly never took precedence in my schedule ever again, because I had fallen hard for Prison Break in a way that I never had with a show before (or since), my soul already eagerly sold to it before the credits were even rolling on the first episode. 

For the next four years of my life, it was my obsession, my joy, my greatest love, the one thing I could talk endlessly about (particularly any part related to MiSa, my OTP of all OTPs), and the mere thought of which would always make me happy. It led me to my first fan forum, to amazing friends (who I am still in touch with to this day), and also brought me into the world of fanfiction, which in itself became (and remains) a hugely important part of my life. 

As it went on, the show not only taught me life lessons like sacrifice and making difficult decisions and taking responsibility for your actions; it also taught me about myself, and what I wanted and valued and believed. And, as with any show that truly pulls you in, the characters were always far more than just actors spouting lines– they were like family to me, and I celebrated and struggled and grieved with them through four incredible and traumatising seasons. I genuinely cried more tears for them and their pain than I ever did over anything else in my own (obviously very fortunate and privileged) life. 

The same year that Prison Break ended, I graduated high school and was accepted into medical school, a career that I had chosen for several very good reasons, not the least of which was because my still-forming teenage self had looked at Dr Sara Tancredi and had seen exactly the kind of woman I wanted to grow up to be. About five years after that, I was freshly graduated as a doctor, and finally got the chance to meet Went, Dom, and Sarah at my first Comic Con, and was able to thank them in person for the beautiful thing that they had helped create, and which– in Sarah’s case in particular, of course– had helped to create me. 

Today, I’m exactly a month shy of my twenty-sixth birthday, and have been a doctor for almost two and a half years, having even worked briefly in the prison system during that time, among many other things. I may not have the posters hanging on my wall anymore, and the cardboard box full of memorabilia and carefully folded cranes might be tucked away in a closet out of sight, but even still, this show has never left me. It’s in the “Be the change you want to see in the world” ring that I’ve worn every day for the last nine years. It’s in the tiny origami flower that has been tattooed on the back of my left ear since I was nineteen. It’s in the crane that was tattooed on my left wrist two years ago in Chicago, with those same old forum friends beside me, all coming together for the first time in our ten-year friendship to visit the city and the prison that had been the setting for the story that had brought us into each other’s lives. But even more than the marks on my skin, its mark is still inside me, a permanent building block in the foundation of who I am. 

In the last eight years, there’s only one thing about this show that I’ve always regretted, one thing that I have literally wished (on shooting stars, four-leaf clovers, birthday cakes, 11:11, dandelions– you name it, I’ve wished on it) that I could change. Of course, I know that happy endings don’t always exist; that reality is hard and cruel and whatever, so supposedly TV should be too. But that never stopped me from wishing that there could have been just one more happy ending out there to give to this story.

Then, about two years ago, something happened. Stars– both astronomical and celebrity– aligned. Whispers like ‘reboot’ and ‘season 5′ floated around, and then suddenly, startlingly, my dream had started looking like a possibility. A possibility that eventually turned into a miraculous definite, the confirmation followed by months of filming and promoting that I promptly did my very best to ignore or hide from, because I was convinced that if I thought about it too much– let myself hope too much– it would somehow all disappear again; would revert to being merely an elaborate fantasy that I’d concocted in my head, a silly fangirl’s headcanon to rectify her OTP’s heartbreak as well as her own.

But tonight, it’s all becoming real. Tonight, for the first time in eight years, I will turn on my TV and see my character-family again; will experience that old feeling afresh. And though there’s certainly always the chance that the new season will somehow be a disappointment, or will only add more pain, it’s a chance I’m so very willing to take.  

A chance that I’m so, so grateful even exists.

So, if you can, tune in tonight (9/8c on Fox). Even if you’ve never watched before, even if you think that frankly I’m probably just overhyping it and it’s actually nowhere near as great as I claim. Do it anyway, and show the network and showrunners that what they have done means something to the viewers out there– to the people like me, who got far more from this show than just a fascinating story, who might have been a very different person today if they’d managed to wrestle the TV remote off of their brothers on that one night a dozen years ago. And who knows; a success for Prison Break now, like with The X-Files and Gilmore Girls before it, could mean reboots– and therefore justice– for even more beloved shows down the line, and even more opportunities for other fans to re-experience the things that helped to shape them into who they are.

And, well, this moment may have been eight long years in the making– but whatever happens, it was worth it.

Blood is Thicker Than Water (Young Justice x Reader)

Prompt:  Can u pls do 21 where the reader is the joker’s daughter or smth and hes super abusive to her and she finally escs and Batman has her join the young justice bc he knows she needs the support of other people at that hard time in her life but bc her past the team is super wary bc its around the time that kaldur thinks theres a traitor and so they want her to stay behind when they fight the injustice league but she has to go to finally let go of the fact that her father didnt love her or smth

21: “No way in hell am I going with you”

Word Count: 3281

A/N: This was a lot longer than I thought it would be, but I really like the way it turned out.

Warnings: Violence, Abuse, Mental Illness


You stared at the ground, not daring to look at the people standing in front of you. Batman had his hand on your shoulder, and you prayed that he was only telling them good things. You tried tuning out the conversation, the idea of living somewhere new giving you more anxiety than you thought.

Just last year, you were living with your father at his base of operations, you hadn’t heard from your mother in six months at the time. When people looked at you they figured you were normal, or as normal as you can get in Gotham at least, but what they didn’t know is that your father was the Joker, and you mother was Harley Quinn. Your mother was able to run away from the abuse of your father, but she wasn’t able to take you along. Or she didn’t even try. You still don’t know.

Keep reading

Blue Kryptonite - Karamel One Shot

“So, Rhonda broke her arm and Kevin has the flu, and they asked me to replace them for three days, thai means working from 10 to 12, lunch, then 1 to either midnight or 2 am.. but I don’t know if I should, like there’s a lot of dangerous aliens outside, and I want to help you!”
“Mon-El, I’m not by myself, Alex, J'onn and even James can help me, you should go, I mean if it’s not too exhausting for you.”
“Hey! I’m a superhero! I can handle some extra turns, blondie.”
“Oh right, mr. Valor.” He held Kara in his arms, swinging a little.
“I like when you say it.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah.” She kissed him quickly, “Anyway I’m gonna go now, my bartender duties are calling.”
He kissed her cheek and ran out the door. Kara sighed, she’s gonna miss her partner a lot. But of course she was Supergirl, she wouldn’t stop at home sighing and boring herself to death; Kara decided to write a few articles about the fire that Supergirl stopped the day before, and the newborn child that Valor saved in that burning apartment. She wrote a good amount until the DEO called her in: she explained to J'onn why Mon-El couldn’t come so he told Pam to note that for his paycheck. “Hey, sissy!”
“Hey, Kara! Is everything okay?”
“Yeah, sure, why did you ask?”
“First, you never call me ‘Sissy’, second, you’re crinkling right now.”
“I’m no-” she touched her forehead “-damn it!”
“Spill whatever is going on in your mind.”
“It’s..probably silly..but I’m afraid I’ll miss Mon-El too much these days..it’s the first time we’re separating since he’s moved in with me, and I’m used to having him around all day..don’t laugh, please!” Kara pouted and Alex smiled back at her.
“I won’t laugh, Maggie completely changed my idea of 'too silly or too cheesy’. Just prepare something for when he comes home, or just keep yourself busy and you won’t even realize that three days have passed.”
“Mmh, okay..I’ll find something. Thanks, Alex.”
“Anytime.”
“Did you find the restaurant for the reception?”
“Kara, I think it’s too soon for this conversation, we got engaged just a few months ago!”
“Hey! I’m your MAID OF HONOR! I need everything to be perfect.” Kara crossed her arms on her chest.
“Yeah, yeah, you’re way more invested than I am.” The two girls started laughing, until Winn called them, there was an emergency near the mall.


_________
As soon as Kara walked home, she dropped herself on the couch, tired like never before: she checked her phone, finding a text from his boyfriend: 'I miss you already..xx" She smiled at the screen, 'I miss you too, you have no idea.’
Kara started cooking Mon-El’s favourite meal, waiting for him to come home, and maybe watch something together and cuddle. Another beep rang in the room, about 30 minutes later, Mon-El wrote 'Babe I don’t think I can make it for dinner, I’m so so sorry..’
'It’s okay, we’ll see each other after dinner then. :)’
She was upset, but she was the one who told him to work extra turns: since Mon-El worked at the alien bar, she saw a new side of him, more responsible and mature, she found that really attractive, but most of all, Kara was proud of who he’d become. She ate both his dish and hers, yet she was somehow hungry: she picked a rom-com to watch on Netflix in the meantime. The movie was called Serendipity, and it was about two people who were meant to be together, because it was written in their destinies: when the two lovers found each other after years, she started crying, “It’s not that emotional!” but she kept sobbing until she fell asleep on the couch.
Mon-El walked home around 2 am, he found his lover hugging a pillow, deep into her slumber; smiling, he picked her up bridal-style and laid her down under the blankets, before kissing her forehead goodnight. Mon-El changed into his pyjama and fell asleep hugging his little spoon.

_____________
'good morning beautiful, I’m so sorry I came home at 2 am last night, I made you hashbrowns, if they’re too cold, just do your trick :) i love you - mon-el’
Kara found the post-it on the table, next to her plate: she heated up the hashbrowns and sighed, sipping her coffee. She was at CatCo for the whole morning, trying to focus on her articles only. She decided to stop by the alien bar for lunch.
“Hi!”
“Kara, hey! I didn’t expect to see you.” Mon-El leaned over to kiss her, “how are you?” he was cleaning a few glasses.
“I was missing you a little too much, I guess. Did you have lunch already? I brought sandwiches.”
“I was just about to, thank you.” She grinned widely at her man.
“What?”
“Nothing, you’re just really cute.” Kara bit her sandwich, “Can’t I admire my boyfriend? ”
“Of course you can. I saw you fell asleep with the tv on, what did you watch?”
“Oh, I watched a beautiful movie, it’s called Serendipity and you really need to watch it! It’s about a boy and a girl meeting in a shop, leaving their numbers on a book and a– basically she thinks that if they’re meant to be together, they’ll meet again and– oh no.” She was already tearing up at the thought of that ending when her earcom started beeping. “Alex, what’s wrong? Oh okay, I’m on my way.”
“They need Supergirl, don’t they?”
“Yuuuup..I’ll see you later.” She pecked his lips, before running outside the bar and unbottoning her shirt.
An alien was attacking a school bus with his laser eyes and all the kids were struggling, hiding under their seats, Supergirl shielded the bus, standing in front of the hostile alien and punched and kicked him with all her anger, that dude interrupted her quality time with Mon-El after all, until he was exhausted. The children behind her started cheering on the superhero, and Kara felt an overwhelming wave of pride and happiness taking over her heart.
That night, she decided to light up some candles, curl her hair and wear her sexiest babydoll: she felt prettier, but she was sure that Mon-El was the one who would’ve appreciated this more. She had an insane need of strawberries in that moment: Kara got so mad when she found out that there weren’t any, that she left a dent on the fridge. “Alex, can you bring me strawberries, pleeeeeeeaase?”
“It’s 11 pm, Kara, there’s no one open right now!”
“That’s why I asked you! I know you have them! Please!”
“Kara, are- are you crying?”
“No, I’m- Haha! Okay, I think I am after all. Please bring me strawberries!”
Alex sighed, a little confused, on the other side of the phone, “Okay, I’m coming.”

“Alex!” Kara immediately jumped, hugging her sister a little too much; her shirt got wet in a matter of seconds.
“What’s wrong?”
“Where are my strawberries?”
“Here. Why are you crying?”
“Mon-El said he’s working until 2 tonight. It’s Saturday..” Her tears fell on her cheeks again, she grabbed the box of strawberries and sat on the couch.
“Well, from the way you look, I would say that you were preparing a surprise for him..but it’s not a big deal! Stop crying, c'mon.” Alex sat next to her little sister.
“I can’t.. I can’t.”
“Kara.. I think there’s something wrong with you. Were you near some kind of..modified kryptonite?”
“No, no, I don’t think so.”
“How many times did you cry these days?”
“I watched a movie last night and I cried until I fell asleep, then this morning I went to the bar to see Mon-El, and I was getting emotional again while explaining him the plot..When I saved those kids I-”
“Okay, this is too much even for you; tomorrow I’m gonna do some tests on you.”
“Okay.. What if I touched something that made me too sensitive? What if I’m not bulletproof anymore? What if- oh no, here we go again.”
Alex got up to get some wine in the fridge, until she noticed the dents. “Kara, what’s this?”
“Oh..I accidentally did that..when I found out there were-”
“No strawberries?”
“No strawberries.”

_____________
“Kara, I’m about to check the results, are you on your way? Okay, see you later.”

“Okay, what did you find out? Is it a blue kryptonite? Am I okay? How do I cure this?”
“Kara uhm, I- I don’t know how to say it–”
“Am I dying?” Kara yelled anxiously, already crying again.
“Kara you’re not dying, you’re PREGNANT!”
“I’M WHAT?” Her voice was high pitched, she immediately covered her mouth with her hands, completely shocked.
“Oh Rao, oh Rao, oh Rao, what do I do? What do I do? What is Mon-El gonna do? I have a baby inside of me? In my stomach? I think I’m gonna pass out.” Kara blurted everything out without taking a breath, she sat down, next to her sister, who didn’t know what to say.
“I think you should–” The blonde’s phone started ringing. “It’s Mon-El.” She inhaled a deep breath and replied his call. “Hey.”
“I have a good news, I’m coming home earlier, around 9! I can’t wait to see you!”
“That’s great! I- I have something to tell you tonight as well..see you tonight.”
“Love you.”
“Love you more.”

“So, you’re telling him tonight?”
“I guess..”
“Before anything else..how do you feel?”
“I don’t know.. My head is just a big mess right now: I don’t know if I’m ready. A baby is.. A baby. It’s a big deal.”
“Yeah.. Are you more afraid of having a baby or.. His reaction? Have you ever discussed this possibility?”
“Yeah, never too seriously but yeah, we said that we both wanted to have children one day, but we never expected that day to arrive so soon..”
“Well, this is positive, isn’t it? Mon-El didn’t exclude a baby from his future. Before worrying too much, talk to him, and we’ll see the rest after that.” Alex kissed her cheek, finally making Kara smile. “You’re right..but please Alex, don’t tell anyone, not even Maggie. Pinky promise?”
“Pinky promise.”


_________
“Finally home.” Mon-El walked through the door, ready to hold his girlfriend after what felt like an eternity.
“Hi babe,” she hugged him tightly, “let’s eat! How was your day? Is Kevin back?”
“Yeah finally, these days have been really tiring, I missed kicking alien butts with you.”
“Me too..” Kara chuckled, “luckily there weren’t many aliens to take down, so you didn’t miss out on much.”
After dinner, they cuddled on the couch talking about everything and nothing, she almost forgot what she had to tell him.
Kara stood up, holding a pillow in her arms; “Mon-El, listen..these past few days, I’ve felt a little weird..like remember when I almost cried explaining the movie’s plot to you?”
“Yeah, that was weird but, I didn’t judge you because I know how passionate you are over movies.”
“And I love you for that. But like I was saying, I didn’t feel right..” Mon-El’s forehead wrinkled with worry. “Is everything okay, Kara?”
“Alex did some tests, and she found out that I’m..pregnant.”
“You’re what?” His mouth opened in shock just like hers did a few hours before.
“I’m pregnant.” Kara covered her eyes. “Are you upset? Please say something, I can’t handle this anymore.”
“Upset? Are you kidding me? Why would I be upset if you’ve just given me the best news ever?” Mon-El stood up and picked Kara up, “Rao, I’m so happy right now!”
“Really? I was so nervous because I thought you didn’t want this! Now-now I can’t stop smiling.” Mon-El gave her multiple kisses all over her face, “I love you so much, Kara.”
“I love you too, Mon-El.”
“I can’t believe that this is happening..” He looked down on her stomach, smiling, his eyes were full of tears already. “Why did you think that I didn’t want this?” He stared into her eyes with so much love and awe.
“Because the only time we’ve discussed this, we said that we wanted it to happen in the future..but not a near future.”
“I said it because we didn’t have like..to rush, but I would’ve loved it whenever it would’ve arrived, as long as it was with you. From the beginning I knew that I wanted you and only you in my future, I couldn’t wish for a better mom for my child.”
“We’re really having a baby..”
“We’re having a baby.” Their faces were a mix of shock, happiness, disbelief, love. They couldn’t stop smiling and kissing.


When it was time to sleep, Kara kept staring at the ceiling.
“What’s wrong?”
“Nothing, I’m just thinking about this little bean.” She smiled.
“Yeah?”
“Yeah and.. I couldn’t help but think if I’ll be a good mother. We’re not normal people, we are superheroes, we have enemies, we have a world to protect.”
“We can’t spend a lifetime worrying about what could happen. What did you tell me three days ago?”
“What did I tell you?”
“You’re not by yourself. You have Alex, J'onn, and even James: and that was only about the superheroing part. You also have Winn, Lena, Maggie, your earth mother Eliza..You’ll be a great mom. You’ve had good parenting figure for your whole life; I should be the one who doubts his capabilities of being a good dad.. You’ve met them, unfortunately. I grew up with maids and teachers, they were busy destroying Daxam’s society and I didn’t have a normal childhood.”
Kara cupped his face, “Hey, you’re not your parents. You are a different person, a much better person. You’ll be a great dad. We’ll be okay.”
“Thank you, Kara.”
“No, thank you. For everything, thank you for being always here for me, for the past two years.”
“My pleasure.” He kissed her forehead and caressed her head.
“Goodnight.”
“Goodnight..and goodnight.” Mon-El’s hand stroked his girlfriend’s stomach, feeling like all his dreams were coming true: he couldn’t ask for a better miracle to happen to him.

_______
I know it’s really boring and there’s a few mistakes but i had to write something 😅😂😂 let me know what you think in my inbox or in the reblogs, thank you. ❤❤❤

Don’t Blink Chapter 11 (John x Reader)

Originally posted by mypapawinchester

Title: Don’t Blink Chapter 11

Summary:  When (Y/n) takes a simple haunting case on her own, she gets in way over her head. Being transported to the past, she falls in love with a young marine with a killer smile. The only problem is she knows his sons and his girlfriend wants to kill her, and probably knows about twenty ways to do so.

Warnings: Language, angst

Keep reading

About JAM Tour (Nagoya/Tokyo venues) ~ All is Well * Nostalgia

I was there thanks to my a.w.e.s.o.m.e. eighter friends I’ll always always always always always always always feel indebted to♥ Yeah I can’t help it.
It was my first time ever, a longtime dream already, so if you’re interested, this is an attempt to try and write down a few (?) notes about the Con, even though my feels are still completely messed up even when time has already passed, I’m sorry XD 

[long post ahead, you’re warned]

Keep reading

Courage and Kindness Part 12

PAIRING: au reader x Bucky Barnes

WORD COUNT: 3.1k

WARNINGS: none.

I’M SO SORRY THIS TOOK ME SO LONG TO WRITE, I mean I could blame my new job but the truth is I just got lazy..whoops. But we’ve only got one more chapter to go :( I know, I know. But all good things must come to an end I’m afraid. But please enjoy this chapter, it’s been along time coming haha, 

Tag list: 

@capsbuchanan @squishybucky @crazychick010 @not-your-cup-of-joe@marvelavengings @bethcookie99  (it wont let me tag you wahh) @aquariusmalfoy@agentgwencarter @sexyvixen7@5sosdemigodelf@miss-unionjackcarter@redstarstan​ @fangirlwithasweettooth@vulpixfreak@iamawesomejazzy96@behold-castiel​ @alejandra1358@youreverydayzebra@bluespirit58@ectoplasmichael@bipolxr-wreck​  @derangedcordelia@cluuuuuur@annadier@odjnsons

Part 11

Originally posted by ofallingstar

“May I ask where you got this?” Eric looked across to the woman, he vaguely remembered her from the ball almost a month ago. In his hand he held what appeared to be the heel of a very familiar glass slipper.

“From a ragged servant girl in my household.” Victoria smiled coyly from beneath her lace veil.

“The mystery princess is a commoner.” Eric tossed the broken piece of slipper onto his desk, he was right. The young King was going to throw the kingdom into despair.

“You could imagine when I discovered her secret how horrified I was.” Victoria purse her lips, the thought of that girl marrying the King was almost too horrible for words.

“You told no one else?” Eric narrowed his eyes. The woman gave off a snake like quality about her. It screamed do not to trust her.

Keep reading

anonymous asked:

A short or long reaction (how you like) about your boyfriend (bts) hearing about your miscarriage...😔

So… these are quite long. Pretty much a short scenario for each boy. There’s a word count beside their names, just so you know, but the entire post is about 7600 words. I’m putting it under a read more, but for those of you on mobile, I’m terribly sorry for the incredibly long post u.u And, in case the request didn’t tip you off, this is filled with angst.

Gifs aren’t mine

Keep reading

Seventeen | One Day

Genre: angst and fluff
Pairing: slightly reader x wonwoo
Word count: 1,684 (oops)

AN: So this was a little longer than expected but I enjoyed writing it! The ending is a little sloppy but I hope you enjoy it!

Keep reading

Olicity Drabble: All That Matters

Prompt Fill: Don’t stand up yet.

Felicity stares between Oliver, lying on the pavement and the massive, Oliver-shaped dent in the hood of the car still not believing what just happened. One minute they’d been walking across the street to their favorite diner and the next thing she knew, Oliver was shoving her out of the way and getting hit by a car.

Admittedly, she hadn’t been paying much attention, she’d been responding to a text.

Oh god. She’d been on her phone crossing the street, and Oliver had shoved her out of the way of a car.

“Somebody call 911,” a pedestrian calls out, and Felicity is frozen in shock as several people surround them, trying to help an unconscious Oliver.

Tears fill her eyes as her heart refuses to beat. She can’t process what’s happening. This can’t be happening. Oliver Queen faces street thugs with guns, metas with super powers, magic, and aliens on a daily basis and lives to tell the tale. He is not brought down by a car, crossing the street in broad daylight, trying to save her distracted ass.

It’s not possible.

He has to be okay.

Except, he’s not moving. His eyes aren’t opening and she’s genuinely terrified that today is the day Oliver’s nine lives run out. She tries to picture a life without him and she feels sick. Oliver is her world. He’s her everything. Oh god… She’s spent the past year being mad at him for lying to her and refusing to forgive him and for what? It all just seems so incredibly petty now.

He’d jumped in front of a car for her and now he might be dying and she’d been holding onto a lie he told her nearly a year ago when he’s given her nothing but signs of how he’s changed? How he’s learned his lesson.

He really has grown up so much in the last year and she’s been meaning to tell him how proud she is of him and now she may never get the chance.

“Please,” she whispers, knowing she needs to go to him. She needs to be at his side, but she can’t bring herself to move. She can’t sit there and watch him leave her.

Isn’t that what started all of this whole breakup mess to begin with? Her fear of him leaving her like her father did? And now he may actually, literally leave her. She may never hear his voice again. May never feel his lips against hers. May never see him smile at her. May never see him roll his eyes fondly when she makes a terrible pun. May never taste his cooking as he feeds her breakfast in bed.

And she just has to ask herself, what was it worth? What good did all of that anger do her in the end? Nothing but starve themselves of 11 months of happy stories. 11 months that could have been spent loving each other.

She tries to hold back the tears. There’s nothing that she hates more than crying with an audience, but she can’t help it. The tears come and once they start, they don’t have any chance of stopping.

She stumbles backwards as she starts sobbing, a kind stranger catching her around the middle before she falls to the ground.

Oliver can’t be dead. He can’t.

Keep reading

BRAVE || Mafia!Chan [Chp 12]

BLURB: We are defined by what’s inside of us; not by the situations we are subjected to.

GENRE: mafia!au, high school au, fluff!!

WORDS: 2533

PART: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 |  10 | 11 | 12 [Final]


“Y/N, over here! Smile!” the flash went off, almost blinding you. The girl smiled, checking the photo. “You look good. That’s definitely going on the school website.”

She flashed another smile and went to take pictures of other graduating seniors, gowns swishing the floor and tasselled hats bobbing up and down as they chatted with their friends. It was already graduation; only a few months ago you had stood at the top of the school steps, dreading the year ahead and wanting it all to end as fast as possible. Now, you weren’t sure what you wanted more.

A lot of things have changed since then.

Keep reading

OKIDOKIE LET'S CLEAR THE AIR

I’ve been getting a whole lot of messages and asks and comments on the whole party-kei thing and instead of replying to all of them, I figure a big friendly PSA wouldn’t hurt.
I’ll organize this in a list so it’s slightly more comprehensive and easier to read :^)
1) This is not something I wanted to become a trend. This is not something I wanted other people to do, or for it to catch on, or to become the leader of some movement- that whole idea honestly is not appealing to me. Other people have shown interest in it and so they’ve made the Party Kei Worldwide Community group- which is cute and fun to be a part of! A few people have also started a Party Kei blog and a Slumber Party Kei blog which are cute and I love scrolling through.
If you go back in the #partykei tag, you can find me tagging my insta photos as party kei back 29 weeks ago. I’ve used this term for my own personal lil headspace for forever because I couldn’t find a fashion that explained what I wore, so I just made up a term. It’s like having a lame OC that you don’t tell anyone else about when you’re like 11. No one made note of it. No one asked “do you mean cult party kei”? I honestly don’t think anyone realized haha.

I decided to make a blog post that had been in the works for god knows how long- because my literal job occupation is blogging about fashion. I kept it semi-secret for so long because I didn’t want it to be a big thing, but since I share so much with my audience and talking about fashion is what I do, I thought it would be a fun thing to talk about. That’s literally it.

2) People have been comparing party kei to fairy kei and peco-kei and probably a whole bunch more. Comparison is good! I consider it a style that fits in the harajuku-pastel-kawaii sort of family (more on that later weee) so it being compared to those things is good. Just like fairy kei isn’t spank kei isnt pop kei, and like otome isn’t lolita, and like pastel goth isn’t bittersweet isn’t creepy cute- there are soooo many different fashions that are separated by lil quirks.

Did I craft party-kei up from the soil with my bare hands? Oh god no. Am I the ruler of a great party empire? I sure hope not. As I say in the blog post that started this whole thing, I honestly, genuinely, just noticed that the things I liked wearing that didn’t usually fit in one specific fashion, looked cute together in my opinion- and so I wrapped it up in a lil package and called it party kei. I literally made a venn diagram of what party-kei is made up of and it’s so hilariously sad and complicated, maybe I’ll post it later :^)

3) “It sounds like cult party kei”: it’s a style about parties like is the word “party” copyrighted or

4) “CULTURAL APPROPRIATION”: this is such a hot topic now that literally any issue is gonna be met with cries of cultural appropriation- but the word “kei” is just a word. I took one-on-one Japanese lessons, and speak moderate Japanese, fluent English, and fluent French. If I called it “mode de fete” I feel like no one would yell at me for appropriating french culture.
Party kei did not originate in Tokyo, no, so why the word kei? Honestly I did not think about it that much as I’d been using the term party kei in my head for months and months. But since I took inspiration from pastel, experimental Harajuku fashion, it just made sense to me to use the word “kei” like every other fashion in Harajuku. I was considering changing the name but that was met with even more out-cry so I left it :^^^^^^)
It’s also maybe worth mentioning that the “fairy” in fairy kei is an english word, and the “larme” in larme kei is a french word. Even the huge fashion empire that is (/was) gyaru is the english word “gal”. Also amekaji. Always gonna bring up Amekaji.

People are mad at me using the word “kei” because party kei didn’t start in Japan. People are mad because the fashion already exists in Japan. People are mad because I’m trying to “lead a fashion movement”. People are mad because suggesting the title pixie kei in a poll insinuates I’m the only one who can do it.
There’s so much contradiction that I’m simply gonna keep wearing my vinyl skirts and my candle earrings and let it wash over <3

I’ve been posting a lot about party kei recently just because it’s been so forefront of my mind with all the positive and negative feedback- but my blog is definitely not a PARTY KEI blog. This is one little thing I had in my head that I decided to share. But I have many other things to share and videos to make and posts to write that aren’t about frosting and confetti that I hope you’ll stick around for! <3

I’m not going to talk on this subject much more unless new points are brought to me that I haven’t already discussed, thank you to everyone who came to me with their concerns!

Lunch prompts

1. I had a dream I was your hero.
2. Teach me.
3. Let me do that to you again.
4. If you’re going to pretend…
5. We can go dancing.
6. As long as we’re together
7. I’m afraid of getting to that point.
8. That doesn’t make sense to me.
9. I’ll cover for you.
10. Damn, I wish I was your lover.
11. It should be fine if I leave around 1:30
12. Don’t say you’ll stay if you know you’re going to go away.
13. Is it too good?
14. You’re the only shoe that fits.
15. Tell me what did I do wrong ?
16. You were born at the wrong time.
17. Why do you do me like you do?
18. Stop talking to me like that !
19. You’re breaking my confidence.
20. Someone’s taken my place
21. Tonight broke my heart.
22. I thought I’d come back tomorrow
23. Can I call you that ?
24. We were just kids then
25. From the moment that I first laid eyes on you
26. I left a good job
27. We never do it nice and easy
28. Don’t lose sleep
29. I’ve got to get away
30. We aren’t going anywhere
31. Rub it in my face
32. You saw nothing
33. I never make promises lightly
34. I’m gonna blow you up
35. Watch out, it’s coming for you
36. He’s jealous
37. You’ve never felt her body rise when you kiss her mouth
38. One broken promise, that’s all
39. It’s always the same
40. It’s like trying to catch falling stars
41. I know her face by heart
42. She’s screaming again
43. I don’t know where to start
44. If it was that easy, we’d be talking by now!
45. I missed you when we landed
46. That’s just not how I work
47. You have to be faithful
48. Look at me learning
49. You’re the perfect distraction
50. Why is security there ?
51. On to the next chapter
52. If I didn’t know any better
53. She never cried in front me
54. I thought I’d be fine
55. Why should I worry ?
56. Don’t tell me I don’t care cause I do.
57 . Don’t tell me I’m no fun
58. We belong together
59. There’s no time to talk
60. What do you know about loyalty ?
61. That’s how lucky I am
62. I can’t handle the pressure
63. I’m not made for the fast lane
64. There is nothing you can do about it
65. Pardon me while I panic!
66. That was in Missouri!
67. It’ll be better once we get to Tampa
68. I can’t believe I did it
69. Back when you loved me
70. When you were sad, so was I.
71. Who dried your tears ?
72. Don’t be a stranger
73. It has to mean something
74. I want to know, can you show me?
75. Tell me everything
76. This room couldn’t be cleaner.
77. Walk away now.
78. I’m still here.
79. What do you think you’d even say?
80. I’ll never be what you want me to be.
81. I’m a man, not a boy.
82. They don’t know me because I’m not here. 
83. How can you ask me to change ?
84. When can we do this again ?
85. Phoenix will be better.
86. How are we gonna be just friends?
87. My patience is wearing thin
88. Will you pick me up again?
89. Is this motivation ?
90. Put it down.
91. I don’t have an excuse
92. Is that alright with you ?
93. I know it’s over.
94. Don’t ever change
95. He’s acting dumb, but you don’t expect anything else.
96. Say yes, I’m begging you
97. I’ve grown up.
98. We broke up a month ago
99. I feel like shit the next morning.
100. Even your asshole friends think so.
101. Nobody wants to get drunk tonight.
102. We want to go home.
103. I have you under my thumb.
104. You used to push me around
105. It’s up to me.
106. I have known love.
107. Let’s stay together.
108. You never have to worry about that.
109. Think about what you said.
110. I don’t know how to go and pretend this didn’t happen.
111. We aren’t going to survive.
112. All she wants to do is dance.
113. Put him in his place.
114. I’m hearing stories
115. I heard someone else loves you
116. Don’t talk to him.
117. How’s life in the big city?
118. He’s lying to you
119. I don’t like what’s coming back to me
120. You know he’ll only use you up. 
121. That was a sweet surprise.
122. Your hands are never cold
123. I wish I was a man
124. Was it everything you wanted it to be ?
125. I’m on my fucking knees
126. Are you blushing ?
127. I’ve never prayed before.
128. Don’t ask why.
129. You said it’d be different.
130. Is she pissed?
131. You’re in control.
132. Don’t speak for me.
133. I can’t relax!
134. If you don’t answer, I’ll ring your phone off the fucking wall.
135. I know he’s there.
136. I told you to ignore all that.
137. You know what I like.
138. They never feel the same.
139. I’ve spent a lot of time on my own.
140. We’re so close, come on.
141  How can you want more?
142. This is useless.
143. You had plenty of time to sleep.
144. I’m really fucking tired.
145. Watch out for her.
146. Shell chew you up and spit you out.
147. Why do I only see you at night?
148. You’ve been staring at the door all night.
149. Money matters.
150. You’re not going to get very far.
151. Can you get pancakes? 
152. She knows I like it.
153. She might not go home with you tonight.
154. You’ve got a better ass.
155. Don’t bother.
156. Do you even care?
157. You know you’re bad!
158. Why do you keep saying that?
159. Can’t you hear me screaming?
160. I want to go too.

Scandal Recap/ Review Heavy Is The Head,  Episode 501

Well wasn’t that a freaking almost flawless episode of Scandal?


When was the last time that happened? Fuck knows. All I know is, I always have a good time when the writers remember who this show is about.


Anyway, I have shit to do so let’s get on with this.

What I Hated


1.  The fact that Jake Ballard appeared on my screen for that one second.  

Yeah I get it, he’s a regular, so the writers have to find something for him to do, but still, he was so pointless in this episode that it just means that I can’t say that the episode was perfect. Death to The Human Vibrator! ( Although truth be told, I wouldn’t be mad if he only had a second worth a screen time every week. I could live with that.)

2.  The Shonda Rhimes recap of season 4 at the beginning of the episode. 


I swear to God, I did not need to go back to season 4. As with season 3, I’m going to pretend that that mess didn’t happen. I’m happy living in denial dammit.



What I Liked


1.  Sally Langston.  

That bible thumping husband- murdering bitch is such a great character, and such a fantastic Big Bad. Her diatribe against Fitz and the White House was pretty awesome. Whoever came up with having her be the female version of Glenn Beck did a great job. 

I thoroughly enjoyed Fitz and Olivia Sodom and Gomorrahing all over the White House to the sound of her judgey, scathing indictment of Fitz, she’s such a great consistant character, and she is played delightfully by Kate Burton. Love!

.
2.  Olitz sexy time!


Hubba Hubba!  For those of you out there who are adult enough to understand that sex is an integral part of any romantic relationship, how freaking hot were Fitz and Liv?
At this point I’m rewinding the mirror scene several times, so bear with me for a moment while I fangirl the fuck out.


Ok, I’m back in the room.


Moving on….

3.  Olitz playfulness and intimacy.


There is something about Olivia and Fitz being playful with each other and their more tender moments that will always give me the warm fuzzies. The hand holding as they walked towards the elevators to go down to the dinner. The hand holding when she answered the phone to the Queen, those sexy slight touches that only Tony Goldwyn knows how to deliver, Liv adjusting his tie, the sexiness of their casual interactions, their intimate eye contact at the dinner, just their whole easy demeanor with each other was wonderful to see. We’ve waited 5 long seasons to see this much development in their relationship, my fellow Olitzers, we deserve this!


4.  Olivia’s State Dinner dress. Swoon!


5.  Liz’s State Dinner dress.  Swoon!



6.  Huck lying on Olivia’s sofa watching the news.


I felt for him, I really did, however I can’t forgive him for A, putting his hands round Liv’s neck, B, slitting Kinky Sue’s throat for no fucking good reason, and C, murdering all those jurors. I hope Shonda can redeem him, because I’m not gonna lie, he’s dead to me until she does.



7.  Abby’s dress and hair. Swoon.



8.  Mellie being banned from attending the state dinner.  


Honestly, the man threw her out a few days ago, and somehow she still thinks that she’s going to be allowed to attend a formal event at the White House? Cry those white tears Mellie, cry them well you entitled, no-pride-having idiot.
Although, I have to say, I did love her dress. Paolo did well dressing the entire cast for the dinner, it’s not often I’ve been able to say that since season two.

9.  Abby:  “Rachel, muzzle your beast, we have a plan.”


I’m here for Abby referring to Mellie as a beast.


10.  Susan being sat next to the queen with her provincial self. 

I howled. 


11.  Abby:  “How long did it take for him to call you?”

Liv:  "Who?”

Liv is so damn shady, but I howled at Abby’s look of cynical disbelief. Technically of course Fitz didn’t call her. He drove to her apartment, then went back home to find his beloved on the Trueman balcony. Lol

12.  Princess Emily catching Abby gossiping about her.


Oops.



13.  Emily: “To them I’m not human, I’m just a spectacle.”

Uh-oh. We know where this is going.

14.  Fitz:  "I’d give them another six months if I could spend it all in this bed.“


We know Fitz. We know son.


He’s such a sex-starved machine and I love it! (Erm remember folks, consensual sex is good, great in fact.)

And Olivia wearing Fitz’s navy shirt! Triple swoon!
Ugh, I love domestic Olitz.

15.  The Princess Emily Car Death scene.

 
Did anybody else have flashbacks to 1997, when Princess Diana was killed in Paris? Man, that was such a sad day. I cried buckets for a woman that I didn’t even know, and had never thought in a million years her passing would effect me the way it did

.
16.  Olivia throwing her Burberry over the dead bloodied princess.



Noooooooo! What was she thinking? That beautiful clean coat!


17.  Olivia being swaddled in some sort of grey sack cloth as she sat talking to the Queen of Caledonia. 



Lyn Paolo, what the fuck was that?



18.  Quinn being the only functional associate left at OPA. 


Man I can’t wait until Liv gets a full team again. Minus The Human Vibrator of course.


19.  David Rosen:  ”There are limits to my power.“

Olivia:  "I seen what you can do with your power David”

David:  “I’ll see what I can do.”

David stays being the most easily manipulated character on the show. Poor thing.


20.  Liz:  [to Mellie] “First, let’s be clear. You did not do anything for me. You did that for you. You only ever do anything for your own benefit. Second, you didn’t take me in. I was your prisoner. I was your puppet. I was your bitch. Third, my payment was that I got you elected. You are sitting in that chair, in this office, a United States Senator, because of me. That is how I repaid you. Fourth, one can only be betrayed if there is loyalty first. I was never loyal to you and you were never loyal to me. I don’t think you’ve ever been loyal to anyone. So when I made my move up the ladder of political success all in my own, I wasn’t even thinking about you. Because you don’t matter to me. And now you also don’t matter to the most powerful man on the face of the Earth.“


Yaaaassss! Read the bitch! This scene was glorious. For the first time, I saw Liz as a decent character that I might take a shine to. As long as she isn’t messing with either Fitz or Olivia. I love that she said all the things every character should have said to entitled Mellie Grant by now. Yay for white feminism.


21,  The scene between Abby and Liz when she’s trying to persuade her to persuade the president to attend Mellie’s swearing in ceremony.


I laughed at how stressed out Abby was throughout this episode.

22.  Olivia hiding from Abby in the White House.


Lol. I don’t know why she just doesn’t tell her. Liv knows that it’s only a matter of time before she finds out anyway. 


23.  Olivia:  "Don’t you have a swearing in ceremony to get to?”

Fitz: “What?”

Olivia:  “Mellie.  

Fitz:  "Liz North and I decided that I’m not going.”

Olivia: What do you mean you’re not going?

Fitz: "Liv”

Olivia: “Don’t Liv me. It’s a hugely public event. If you don’t attend, all it will do is raise questions, and you owe her this.


I loved this conversation between them. I think Olivia was right, and it was very shortsighted of Fitz to think that he could not attend and not have the press give them the journalistic side-eye. I hate Mellie, always will, but for the good of keeping the press off their behinds, I think Olivia’s advice was sound. What I didn’t agree with was the part where Liv mentioned how often Mellie must have done similar things for him even when she didn’t want to.


My answer to that is, bitch wanted to be First Lady so she needed to suck it up. I don’t care about Mellie being embarrassed. The woman went on national TV and outed her husband’s affair, then proceeded to ‘stand by her man.’ when she should have been kicking his ass to the curb like any self-respecting woman would. 


24.  Abby being made to look a fool in front of the White House press corp. 

Man she can’t catch a break. I’m sure she will by the end of the season though…


25.  Mellie thinking that Fitz was at the Swearing In Ceremony to reconcile with her.


God she got on my fucking nerves during this scene. It was so painful to watch her try to show remorse for something that she clearly felt no remorse about. She was just sorry she was caught out.

26.  Mellie:  "I know that without a doubt, that you and I together a team is what’s best. For us, for the country, for our beautiful children, and I’m so glad you see it too.“

Jesus Mellie. How could she fail to see how much of a fuck Fitz couldn’t give about her attempt at apologizing? The man clearly didn’t even want to be in the same room as her. I wish the writers wouldn’t make her so freaking dense.

 
27.  Fitz:  "I’m divorcing you.”


Mellie’s delusions lead to this moment so I felt not one ounce of sympathy for her. 


Sidebar, can I just mention how awful Mellie’s wig was in this episode. It doesn’t even look like it belongs in her head any more.


28.  Mellie:  "I’ll never sign.“

Fitz:  ”You will. You have so many qualities I despise, but I do admire your brilliance. So do the math, Mel. Fighting this, fighting me, will mean both of us deploy every weapon in our arsenals. Every lie, every secret, every juror on that bus. Mutually assured destruction. We’ll be ruined. Now me, I’m a war hero, governor, two-time President. My bucket list is done. You? Your biggest accomplishment so far is waving and smiling. It’s your first day……you’ll sign.“

Damn, Fitz went in hard. I loved that his delivery had an eery calmness to it. Way more effective than shouting. I’m not crying any tears for Mellie. She has enough white tears of her own. At this point she should be trying to scheme ways to burn him, but alas, we have her quivering lip and doggy eyes. 


29.  Olivia:  ”Divorce papers?“

Fitz:     ”I thought you’d be happy, you don’t look happy.

Olivia:  ”No. I… I’m just surprised. I didn’t know that you were even… Divorce?Fitz:  "I have dragged you into my marriage enough, you shouldn’t have to deal with this.“

Olivia:  ”But we had a plan. Optics, your approval ratings.

Fitz: ”Life is short….. I don’t wanna wait. Ok?

Olivia:  "Ok.“

Fitz:  ”This is good.

Olivia:  ”This is good.

Ugh, I loved this conversation. We can obviously see how uncomfortable Olivia is with the idea of Fitz giving Mellie divorce papers so soon, but I was so Team Fitz right here. In my mind, if they were going to be cavorting around the White House, not being very discreet, it was only a matter of time before they’d get caught, and Fitz having at least filed for divorce might make a small difference to how this all plays out. And no I didn’t think they’d be outed in the first episode back. But we’ll get to that later.


30.  David Rosen proving that he’ll always be Olivia’s lapdog by calling her and letting her know that the car accident was not an accident.



Bless him, he has his uses.



31.  Fitz and Olivia’s epic professional fight (laced with the personal) in front of Liz and David.



Listen you guys. The fact is, I could watch Olivia and Fitz fight, fuck, hold hands, drink tea, cut grass, all freaking day. Their chemistry regardless of what they’re doing is off the chain. It’s so good to have that back this season. I saw some people talking about how Fitz treats Liv so badly. These people have clearly never been in a relationship before if they think that spouses shouting at one another automatically equates to being toxic or being treated badly.  How old are the fucking morons who watch this show? I wish they’d go out and get some fucking life experience. Or have sex. Or something.


I love how uncomfortable David and Liz looked.  I cackled. 



32.  Huck:  "Are you back? Are you sleeping here? Are you back?”
Olivia: “Have you been waiting for me to come home? I’m your plan?
Huck: You always fix me….my guy is out Liv, he’s running around and I can’t go home until you fix me.”


This entire conversation was heartbreaking. It really was, but I need for Olivia to get Huck professional help. Except of course he’s a murderer so who can he confide in? Sigh.
I understand that to a certain degree, Olivia had a hand in him getting this bad, however I’m not going to absolve Huck of his agency in order to blame Liv for the way he is.  Huck was already broken when Olivia saved him. Her mistake was asking him to let his beast out in episode 105. He hasn’t been the same since, however him asking Olivia to fix him when she doesn’t even know how to fix herself? That’s too much. Especially when he killed those jurors for Rowan because of something he wanted, his family. Olivia was right to tell him that he needed a better plan than her. She fixes other people’s problems, she doesn’t fix people, and she never has. It was all an illusion, when she felt she wore the white hat. She’s not the same person anymore. She can no longer lie to herself. She’s as broken as everybody else. She has a hard enough time trying to fix herself. I’m so glad she finally realizes this. Growth for my favorite. Heart-eyes motherfucker.



33.  Olivia: Huck, did Quinn hurt you on the inside?
Huck: Yes. But I hurt her too. We hurt each other. But I didn’t try to kill her.


Well that’s ok then Huck.
Seriously Liv, the man needs a good therapist. I’m so glad you recognized that fixing people isn’t in your skillset these days…



34.  Lizzie:  "She didn’t waste any time did she?  Olivia Pope is in the White House, which means that she’s in the president’s bed, which means she’s up in our business.“


Poor Abby, totally blind-sided again. Her story arc reminds me of David Rosen’s in season two, when he couldn’t catch a break, then at the season’s end, it turns out that he saves the day. I’m assuming that Shonda has the same plan for Abby.
I really wish that Olivia had confided in her though, but I guess that’s not who she is.



35.  Mellie telling Cyrus that they could have eight more years together if he’d just help her talk Fitz out of a divorce. 


Honestly, when people come into my inbox defending this chick, I feel fully justified in excoriating them because here her husband has told her in no uncertain terms that he wants a divorce, and she’s still trying to fight it. What are you fighting for Mellie? The man doesn’t love you, and even worse, now he doesn’t even respect you. Move the fuck on, or at least start planning your vengeance against him, shit do something for yourself. Buy a new fucking wig, anything!

36.  Mellie:  ”He doesn’t want you Cy. He doesn’t want you. Any more than he wants me. He hates us.“


Gee, it’s like the penny just dropped on her big-assed wig, and knocked some sense into her.  


Speaking of wigs,  am I the only one who noticed how terrible Bellamy’s wig was in this scene? What a mess. It was huge and resembled a bird’s nest. I was fully expecting some newly hatched chicklings to come flying out of her hair at any moment.  


37.  Olivia:  ”The princess was pregnant.


At this point I figured out that the Queen had had her daughter-in-law murdered. She looked a stone-cold bitch.

38.  The Queen:  ”She had one job. To give us an heir and a spare. And that single job she failed"

I was right.  That was cold man.



39.  The Queen:  "Not all fairy tales have happy endings my dear.


I wish people would stop telling Olivia that.  Bitch, she of all people knows.


40.  Queen:  ”What’s she doing here?

Richard:  ”You hired her, the same way you hired the man who murdered my wife. Your non-disclosure agreement didn’t apply to me. So when we get home you’re going to abdicate because of health reasons. Because of age. Because you’re no longer fit to rule…..the next time I see you, the next time I will even be able to tolerate the sight of you, will be at your funeral.  If you oppose me, if you speak out in any way, Olivia Pope may not be able to tell the world what you’ve done, but I won’t hesitate.“



Olivia figured a way to get justice for Emily.



41.  Olivia:  ”You were right, not all fairy tales have happy endings, but evil queens? They tend to go down.“


Go Liv, Gladiate up in that bitch!


I refuse to include the next scene because, just ugh.

Anyway, the next scene was just wonderful.

42.  Olivia:  ”I want you. I want us. But I want to slow down. I want our business handled. I want our problems fixed. I want to be ready before the world is watching because once it is, once we’re in that spotlight being picked at and scrubbed and stretched in every direction we will never get the chance to make things right. If we are broken going in, we’re not getting out. They will destroy us. That’s reality, Fitz.


*Sob* My babies are growing up at last.


The thing is, she’s right. The moment the news gets out about their relationship, the glare on them would be hard to get over. Hard to live with, and it would probably break them up. Not many couples could survive that kind of intense scrutiny, (look at all those damned Housewives shows, and reality shows in general) let alone a married president trying to make it with his long time mistress.
This isn’t to say that I don’t think Fitz should have filed for divorce. I still think that was the right move, but there’s no way he could come out publicly so soon with Liv and her not suffer the consequences. Like he said to Mellie, he’d be fine, it’s Olivia who would suffer. All her achievements destroyed in a moment. Having to live the rest of her life branded as a black whore. By both blacks and whites. America will forgive a white man of any wrong doing, but it’s a totally different story for a black woman. Hell, black woman’s bodies aren’t even important enough to protect. They aren’t even considered to be human by a subset of Americans. So here, I’m so Team Olivia. 

43.  Fitz:  ”Ok, we wait, until we’re ready.


God these two break my heart. This was the biggest progression in their relationship to date, that we’ve seen. It’s what Olitzers have been crying out for. There is enough drama in them being together, nobody needed that raggedy assed triangle that Shonda subjected us to for two seasons.



44.  Abby: ”Sir, there’s something you need to see.“



Seriously, how is Abby and everybody and his dog able to get into the White House private residence??? 


The look of guilt on Olivia’s face though, not just because she’d been caught canoodling with the president, but because she’d lied to Abby about it. The look of betrayal on Abby’s face was heartbreaking too. Their relationship is about to get majorly tested. I want them to stay besties dammit!



45.  Sally Langston:  ”I have it on good authority, that the trusted adviser, Olivia Pope, has found her way into the president’s bed.  Before the high minded liberal feminist elite media begin howling charges of slander, these are not merely rumors, these are facts. Photos of Miss Pope, lurking in the residence at the White House after hours.“


Oh my fucking God! I was so shocked I can’t even tell you. This was the last thing I expected this episode. I fully expected Fitz and Olivia to go on hiding their relationship and sneaking around. Now they can’t do that. And you know what, perversely, I am so glad. This is movement and progression in their story. I want to see how they’re going to navigate this. Of course Liv has been outed once before, but this time, there are photographs. There’s no denying their affair this time. Time to come clean. Poor Liv. Her absolute worst nightmare is about to come true. What is she going to do? What would she tell her clients to do?


For me, the fact that Fitz filed for divorce before they got caught makes all the difference in the world. It’s the difference between a man cheating on his wife, behind her back, and a man who’s wife clearly knew something was up.  As far as optics goes, it perhaps shows that Fitz never intended to cheat on his wife, willy nilly. For all that’s worth. The blowback will squarely land on Olivia though. Poor Liv. If I was her, I’d straight up try finding a way of revealing that Sally murdered her husband. The self-righteous wind-bag.


Anyway, moving on, I think this is why the word "Throuple” has been thrown round a lot in all the Scandal promos. I think a lot of what happens next will depend on Mellie, and what she does.  They need each other,, and she can’t just throw Fitz and Olivia under the bus, not when her hands are so dirty.  She could of course go the naive wife who didn’t know that her husband was cheating on her route, but this is Shonda, I don’t think she’ll take that route. I think between the three of them, they’re going to come up with a solution. What that is, I have no idea, but I’m looking forward to seeing if I’m right.

Who do we think outed Liv by the way? Knowing Shonda, it won’t be the obvious. It won’t be Mellie, or Cyrus. It won’t even be Lizzie or Abby.  My bet is on Huck.  He has the technical know-how to hack into White House security cameras, and he knew Liv was spending her nights there.  I hope it doesn’t turn out to be him, but I bet it is. Eek.


Final Thoughts

As much as I enjoyed this episode, I couldn’t help but wonder which parts Shonda will reverse in the finale. If nobody else has noticed, that’s her thing. She reverses everything in the finale.  Will it be Happy Olivia and Fitz that she reverses?  Olivia and Fitz being in a good place while everybody else is scrambling to get used to the new world? Will she somehow put Mellie and Fitz back together? Will Fitz be the one walking out of the White House while Mellie is sworn in as president? 


I already know that whatever happens, the finale will see Mellie smelling of roses, finally  getting what she wants, but man I’ll be mad as hell if it’s at the expense of Olivia.
Anyway, I don’t know why, but I have a better feeling about the finale this time around. Had Fitz and Olivia been happy throughout the episode, I’d have been inclined to believe that they wouldn’t be together by the end of the season. This way, the finale may be about Fitz and Olivia finally successfully navigating being together in public. We’ll see.  


By the way, the next episode is titled “Yes”. What do we think this pertains to?

Yes I’m having an affair with Olivia Pope”?

“Yes, I’m divorcing my wife”?

“Yes I love love Olivia Pope”?


Anyway, to celebrate the triumphant return of Scandal, here are some hot gifs of Olivia and Fitz getting hot and heavy. It truly was a thing of beauty. Fuck the haters.

They are so hot. Your fave OTP could never. Ok, maybe Jamie and Claire from Outlander, but no others! 

I wish. No drinking until my uterus is baby-free…

Lol…

You Should Abort

Mike and you are engaged. You come from a rich family who isn’t proud of you dating a drummer. They come and visit you. Throughout the night they make snotty comments about your life. But your too afraid to stand up to them. Then they make a comment about how they feel bad about how your daughter has to be around it. And how you should have an abortion. Mike then says something about it.

~

Keep reading

A Good Life Ahead

Characters: Gabriel x Reader, Dean & Sam x Reader (family)

Words: 1104

Summary: The day is here, and Gabriel confronts Lilith.

Part 29 in Dreams.  Read Part 1 here, Part 2 here, Part 3 here, Part 4 here,Part 5 here, Part 6 here, Part 7 here, Part 8 here, Part 9 here,Part 10 here,Part 11 here, Part 12 here, Part 13 here, Part 14 here,Part 15 here, Part 16 here, Part 17 here, Part 18 here, Part 19 here, Part 20 here, and Part 21 here,Part 22 here, Part 23 here, Part 24 here, Part 25 here, Part 26 herePart 27 here, and Part 28 here.

Here we are…there’s only one part left in the series. I hate to see it end, but it had to at some point. You can expect a long, adorable epilogue though, I promise. Enjoy!

Keep reading