do not tell her different

anonymous asked:

pleaseee could you write drabble, Emma saying to Killian "I didn't know you could sing"

unrelated to the upcoming musical ep, but here ya go. sorry it’s rather messy. drabble became ficlet.

~1.3k

Emma has never really lived with a guy before. Well, she supposes that she and Neal did kind of live together in the Bug all those years ago, but this is different.

This is sharing a home.

And with that comes a few adjustments. Neither of them have ever owned very many possessions aside from their full wardrobes, but now they have this big house and it’s being slowly but surely filled with… things. Stuff. Books and trinkets on their shelves, an array of colorful toiletries and pretty things in their bathrooms, an admittedly overly stocked cabinet of alcohol, blankets and pillows meant not just for function but also for decoration.

She’s a bit disorganized and messy. Killian is kind of a neat freak after having run his own ship for so long.

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better late than never right

Thanks to cakenokaibutsu for the help

for the prompt: Valentine’s day SNS 2k15

8 Ways On How To Win The Heart Of Your Wife

How to win the heart of your wife:

1. Give your wife lots of compliments.

2. Simply look in her eyes, listen and acknowledge her.

3. Never compare her to anyone to get her to change.

4. Tell your wife you love her daily. Learn to express it in different ways. being intimate is a mans way to tell his wife he loves her, do it in a different way. Just by helping her around the house, you show you love her.

5. Never criticize her or make fun when getting intimate.

6. Be supportive of her choices and ideas.

7. Learn to apologize.

8. Help her around the house and with the kids.

I’m torn between hating this and loving it…

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three stages of fangirling over ginny baker (insp)

My Mistake Chapter 7

Pairing: AJ Styles x OFC (Jessica), mention of AJ x Charlotte

Rating: General

Genre: Angst

Word Count: 1,614

Summary: Jessica, a stylist for WWE, has a special friendship with AJ Styles, spending most of her time with him. But after the Superstar Shake-up and Charlotte coming to Smackdown, Jessica’s relationship with AJ changes drastically. And Jessica is not sure she can handle these changes.

Inspiration: “It’s my mistake for not making you love me more. It’s my mistake for loving you more than you love me. I did not make you love me more as much as I do. It’s my mistake” - SNSD “My Mistake”

Note: I also write for Marvel (Avengers) is anyone would be interested in being added to that tag list!

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Before AJ has a chance to say anything, Finn is jumping over the banister, running right for AJ. Everyone is rendered frozen in their spots as Finn slugs AJ across the face, knocking him to the ground. Kneeling over AJ, Finn strikes him again and again

“Oh my God! Finn get off of him!” Jessica shouts running to try and break them apart.

Enzo grabs her before she can reach them,

“Zo, let me go! They’re going to hurt each other!” She barks, fighting against his hold.

At this point, AJ has managed to fight back, getting some good hits in on Finn, but neither backing down. Jessica panics even more,

“Enzo please! Someone is going to get seriously hurt!”

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David Duchovny Q&A in Seattle

*these are not exact, not all questions or full answers are included*

Lately it’s Always December is least played at concerts, why?

“It’s a slow song. It’s a hard song to play. Ask Tom.”

My daughter wanted me to ask if you prefer book writing or song writing?

“She’s still on facetime? Tell her to go do her homework or something! They’re two different things…” (my mother handed him her book, “Facing the Talk: Conversations With My Four Daughters About Sex”) “My daughter’s 18. I don’t know if we’re there. Maybe we’ll see how badly I fucked up”

Who did you write the rain song for?

“A person… Hey Colin! Are we doing The Rain Song in Seattle? We are.”

*didn’t hear question clearly*

“I never thought I’d be writing songs…”

Someone asked about some sort of slippers or shoes??

David had no idea what they were talking about… Someone handed him the shoes. “Maybe I’ll put these on, kick my feet up and read that book.”

Who’s on your top five?

“It’s private. I’ll tell you my top five boys… *starts naming off band members*”

What are your favorite cities or some that have surprised you?

“I love the Northwest… I’ve spent some time up here filming… Haven’t spent much time in Seattle… I think I filmed a pick up game here… (something about the rain…) I love the West Coast of the United States of America. I loved Oregon, hadn’t been to Portland before. Seattle was the first concert on this tour to be sold out.”

Which did you enjoy filming more? Californication or The X Files?

…It depended on my mood. The X Files was very difficult.

You wrote for both of them…

“I never wrote for Californication… I directed both The X-Files and Californication. Californication was more fast paced.”

i like animating to audio!! and i wanna make a short before i start actually Doing Things on my thesis because I didn’t really make a short this sem besides that crane couple video which is kind of different. if you have a 30 sec - 90 sec story to tell or thing to talk about (i like vibes of like drunk history or just cute/funny lil stories) hmu maybe i’ll make an animation about u!! 

AU #2: Telepathy Isn’t Special (2)

would you look at that, another soulmate au. man. y’know. like i should chill out. 


“So you can read the minds of those around you, as well as telekinesis, as it’s known?” You marvel, admiring the half embarrassed red haired girl before you. You’d forgiven her for the kidnapping, she just so happened to be the easiest way to get you here. The fact that they kidnapped you instead of just inviting you was infuriating, but then again, if you’d been invited to the X-Mansion under the pretence of translation you wouldn’t have believed it.

You’d have thought it was a trap to capture a new mutant, even if you knew they were good to your shared kind.

“Yeah, among other things… I sort of don’t know the limits of my powers right now.” She admits, embarrassment in the words and you can’t help feeling for her. “I mean, I’m seventeen and I can’t control myself like I’m ten.”

You sigh, empathising with the girl. Leaning forward, you set your elbows on your knees and meet her eyes with a forced mischievous sparkle. “What about your soulmate, though? How do you tell the difference between them and those around you?”

She bites her lip, a smile quirking her lips as she leans forward too.

“That’s just the thing, it’s like telling my own mind from a strangers. Sure, it’s hard sometimes to know what I’m thinking is me or if it’s being or been persuaded by an outsider in my head, but more often than not it’s a clear line.” She explains, holding her two hands out flat. “Mutants aren’t born mutants, you know.”

“Of course, it’s like growing boobs.” You agree instantly and she snickers, nodding happily.

“Right, but we’re all born with a soulmate. That’s what makes the soulmate phenomenon, don’t you agree? It’s not that there’s a random person out there that you’ve never met and knows nothing about you who is your perfect match. It’s that there’s a person out there who you might never have met, but they know you better than they know themselves. They’re there for every moment, every lesson and thought and fear.” Your eyes follow as she gestures, the movements small but still filled with her words. You beam, watching her lit up expression and pure happiness. You’d always loved that most about soulmates, not the perfect match or the innate best friend or even the worry free future love life, you loved the fact that every person lit up when they spoke of soulmates and the lore. “And that’s beautiful. It also sets him apart from every other thought in my mind. He’s been with me since I was born, and we don’t communicate the same way I hear the voices.” She pauses, glancing down at her hands before meeting your eyes excitedly. “Want to hear something amazing?”

“Always.” You answer instantly, suddenly itching to know exactly what she’ll say.

“We don’t speak to our soulmates in a known language.” She whispers, glancing around and you stare at her, frowning.

“What?”

“See, unless you’re a telepath like the Professor and I, you’d never know. But say your soulmate is Japanese and he grew up in Japan, learned to speak Japanese and French but never English. Would you have trouble communicating with him?” She asks and you blink at her, your lips parting in surprise. “Exactly. You wouldn’t. It’s crazy but… I like to think it’s the first language. It’s like nothing you’ve ever heard before, like all the languages at once. And the fact that we’re all born with it? It’s just amazing.”

“Woah.” You whisper, staring at her with open amazement. “Wait, can I test a few older languages on you? A few of them are incomplete- though you probably wouldn’t know if I hadn’t said that. Just tell me which is closest to the one in our heads.”

“Yes.” She blurts, excitement in her eyes before she forcibly calms and attempts acting natural. You giggle at her, but start speaking anyway. As the words flow from your lips, you watch her reactions. Surprise, amazement, delight, focus, joy. “None of them sound any more like it than all the other languages I’ve heard.”

“Damn.” You grin and she laughs softly, only for her smile to steady and her expression to smooth.

“Alex?”

“I’m here to give our Translator a tour. Show her her new office if she decides to stay, and of course return her to the Professor by six.” Alex answers, and your eyes travel his body slowly before coming to rest on his face and your breath catches. His eyes glow, like a midday sky and you can’t help the flutter in your chest as the sunlight catches on his hair. “We could use a languages teacher. Logan’s just not cutting it.”

The presence pushes at you roughly and you smile toward your knee.

I’m yours and you’re mine, you agree, softly possessive and you feel it warm at the sentiment.

“I’d love a tour, you coming Jean?” You ask, only for her eyes to light up and dart toward the doorway. A brunette boy passes through, shooting a smile to your companion before settling beside your new friend.

“I’m good.” She smiles, her gaze settling on you for barely a second before she’s focused on the boy beside her and you can’t help your jealously.

“C’mon.” Alex murmurs, more subdued than before and you eye him carefully.

“You haven’t met yours?” You ask gently and he sighs, smiling at you weakly before shrugging.

“We agreed to hold off for a while. You know, see if it happens naturally.” He explains and you nod, leaning toward the connection in your mind.


“They’re flirting with someone.” Kurt grits softly, frustration soaking the words and his tail whips agitatedly.

“Dude, it’s nothing.” Peter laughs, sharing a grin with Ororo.

“Truly, Kurt. They’re your soulmate.” She affirms, an affectionate look in her eye as she watches him pace. He glances up, looking for anything, a distraction so he won’t keep pushing at them for details. He doesn’t want to take them from their life, he just wants them to be his. All his, only his.

I’m yours, and you’re mine, the words bubble through his mind unbidden, drizzled in possession and affection and he smiles despite his mood. Ororo snickers and Peter sighs, rising and clapping him on the shoulder.

“See? You just can’t lose with soulmates.” He grins and Kurt beams, letting himself be pushed toward the couch, only for his bitterness to rise again. Alone. They’re alone with the person they were flirting with? He feels their frustration at him, that it wasn’t even flirting just admiration of a fine figure and he cringes. What would they think of his figure? A blue boy, eyes as bright as highlighter pen and with only three fingers.

“Perhaps you could.” He mumbles, eyes going to the window where he spots Alex with the translator they’d brought in. His stomach jerks at the sight of her and without thinking, he teleports himself toward them, not hearing Ororos words.

“Hello.” He pipes up, only for the new girl to plow straight into him.

“Oh no!” She yelps as they crash to the ground, her ending up sprawled over him. His mouth goes dry at the feeling and she scrambles off of him. “I’m so sorry!”

“All Kurts fault.” Alex says and she cringes, shooting the blonde haired man a sour look.


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KaraMel Fanfic #26 Part 1

Title: Declaration

Prompt: When an imp named Mr. Mxyzptlk shows up in National City on Valentine’s Day and declares his love for Kara, she and Mon-El have to deal with him on top of their feelings for each other.

Part 1/3 of Someone To Be Her Valentine

Warning: Contains spoilers up to Supergirl 2x11

Also posted on AO3.

Note: So this was inspired by Supergirl 2x13 synopsis, which talks about a character named Mr. Mxyzptlk (I still have no idea how to pronounce it). I decided to take him and use him. Now, I don’t read the comics, so the character was inspired from what I found on Wikipedia (his appearance, origins etc.) but it might be very different from the comic or TV show version. Still, I hope you enjoy this :)


Mon-El had never thought tension could be a visible thing. Yes, people got all taut and cold when they were tense or anxious, but he thought seeing tension buzzing in the room like some sort of electricity was ridiculous.

Apparently, that was wrong. Because right now, as he glanced at the woman standing a couple of feet away, he could feel it deep in his bones that it had to be substantial.

Well, should I be really surprised? he thought. I told her I liked her, and then she flat out told me that even if she wanted a relationship it wouldn’t be with me, and then I started dating Eve a couple of days after that. I shouldn’t have expected everything would be normal between us, not after I confessed my feelings.

Well, nothing had been normal. The relationship—purely platonic relationship—he had with Kara was gone, replaced with awkward silences, tense shoulders, and an insurmountable distance between them. All the fun times, joking, laughing… It was gone. Even their trainings seemed forced, and Kara made sure to avoid seeing him as much as possible.

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Behind Your Back [Part 1]

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Newt x Reader / Minho x Reader [ next ]

Request by anon: May I request an imagine? How about Newt and Y/N dated, but then another shebean. (Other than Teresa) came up, and Newt cheated on her with the new girl. She was depressed and became an introvert, then her best friends (Teresa) convinced her to move on to Minho, since she had a small crush on him. Around the time she asks him out Newt realizes that the new girl was “getting with” other glader behind his back. He wants to get back with Y/N but realizes it is too late. Sorry for the long req!

A/N: So I said I’d write the In The Glade Spin Off but I couldn’t find myself finishing it right now, I’m just not in the writing mood for that - but I am excited to write up this request so I hope you enjoy this one! I’ve split it up into 3 parts. Only 3 haha NOTE: For the sake of this request, I’m basically ignoring the timeline of the film wherein after Thomas and Theresa all the klunk happen, let’s just say they’re all in the Glade for quite a while longer. Hope you enjoy nonetheless!

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ALL RIGHT BUT A LEGENDS PRANK WAR: 

  • It all starts when Ray accidentally insults Len, so the next day Ray walks up to find that his ATOM suit has been painted hot pink (complete with Hello Kitty decorations and unicorn stickers). 
  • Ray tries to retaliate by creating some tiny, almost invisible, pellet that explodes when under pressure, showering the person in paint. He puts the pellet where he sees Len usually sit, but Ray - bless his soul - doesn’t take into account that there are 7 other people on this ship and that they don’t always sit in the same seat. Next thing he knows, he’s watching in slow motion as Sara saunters over and sits down, only for a loud pop to be heard and she gives him the biggest death glare and she is just covered in paint.  
  • Jax makes the mistake of laughing at Sara and when Jax and Ray come back to the Waverider they find their room covered wall to wall with neon post-its. 
  • So now it’s Jax and Ray vs Sara and Len (and by extension, Mick). Jax demands that Stein be on their team, but Stein declares that he refuses to get “caught up in these childish endeavors” - that is, of course, until Martin walks in on Mick burning his entire wardrobe (Mick is unapologetic, saying, “What? It’s just a prank.”). 
  • Poor Rip and Kendra are stuck in the middle of a massive prank war - which honestly, by this point, isn’t even a series of pranks so much as it is them all attacking one another. 
  • Jax tries to trick Len into thinking that he’s switched teams and shows up to one of Rogue Canary’s pranking sessions, only to get absolutely slimed with some weird gooey crap that Mick made - Stein and Ray have been hiding out in the corners and Len makes sure to get them too. 
  • On one mission Leonard tries to talk to Gideon only to realize that she is not responding to him. Sara and Mick try too, but there’s no response - they think something’s wrong with her until Stein (with the smuggest look on his face) asks Gideon something and she responds. 
  • Turns out Jax programmed Gideon to completely ignore Sara, Len, and Mick, and Rip makes him turn it back eventually but Jax still adds in a code that makes Gideon call the three embarrassing pet names (Len has been referred to as “Schnookums” way too much for his comfort). 
  • Kendra is 100% unimpressed with the team, and absolutely nobody wants to mess with her anyway so she just gets to sit back judging all of them. 
  • Sara and Jax, or sometimes Ray do end up telling her different pranks that they’re planning, however. 
  • Once, Kendra was in her and Sara’s room hearing Sara tell her about how they were going to fill the guys’ room with shaving cream. Kendra went out to the kitchen, only to find Jax sneaking out whipped cream from the fridge. He leaned in close and whispered that they were going to put whipped cream in Sara’s room (ONLY her side, he promised). Kendra not only got to see Sara and Jax sneak past each other with the biggest smile on their faces but hear their screams when they came back into their rooms.
  • Rip ends up getting frustrated at the team and yells at them for not taking the mission seriously enough - and the team just stares at each other and as soon as he leaves the two groups decide to make a temporary truce. 
  • When Rip wakes up the next morning he realizes that all his clothes are missing and have been replaced with different fuzzy animal onesies (and the Fabrication Room has been suspiciously blocked). 
  • No one admits to doing it, and they don’t open up the room for another week so Rip is forced to walk around all week in a purple unicorn onesie (horn and all). 

kxrei  asked:

what do you see? when you look inside yourself.

light turns to form, unknotted from what heat is released over the trembling slopes of her flesh. the wolf is not visible but it still lingers, housed inside a body. she becomes painfully human then, as though she could bruise & blister just like the rest. she isn’t however, she never could be no matter how easy it is to breath through touchable traces, to be able to soak up the water by her bare palms. teeth ache in the end, clenching tightly like she were still a creature born from blood with claws clipped. if she could be any more human she would dig her claws into her own skin, tearing, drawing out old wounds from another life. 

suddenly there is a swelling inside her, a mighty wave that crashes upon the rock. he knows what he asks will cut deep, him & his aroma laced with the cruel edges of something akin to evil, something she warned about long past. through thick lashes she sees him. she is a beast of burden who takes upon all the mangled woe that befalls others who begged for reprieve by their beloved goddess’ own palm. amaterasu-ōmikami was cordial, loyal, honest, gentle, kind … everything a mother could be

even the pallid light that she is can get lost just as much as she needs to be found, though unspoken ; there is a wisdom here she cannot attain. no words fill her parched throat, no answer could fulfill her & the grief which sinks so very slowly into the confines of her bones. 

how can she function like this?

she is worn, weathered, fading

a fool.

@kxrei


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ahaha wait, what the heck…? how does UNDYNE know anything about all that…?

i think alphys more than anyone would be very understanding of when someone makes a mistake or keeps a secret. but just what kind of mistakes were happening when they were all underground…?

this is another page that was originally 2 pages of 3 and 4 panels respectively, then combined into 1. so it’s technically like getting two pages! i guess. sorry if it’s one-page updates for awhile. it’s a busy time of year!

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@ rucas shippers: if maya actually didn’t like Lucas and was happy he was about to chose Riley then explain this ^^ it’s a TV show, this reaction was directed and if they didn’t want her to do this they wouldn’t show it/tell her to do a different sort of reaction. This is the face of a girl who is stepping back for her best friend’s happiness

Clary is obsessed with fairies. She has been ever since she watched the first Tinkerbell Movie when she was three years old. She also still believes fairies exist and I will never tell her anything different *.*

Anyway, her school is doing a play this summer and she gets to play a fairy!! Isn’t that amazing? :D She only has, like, 15 minutes on stage and about 5 lines to say, but she’s so excited about it and rehearsing for the play has become one of her favorite things in the world :) She’s also obsessed with her costume and would never take it off if I wouldn’t force her to every now and then :D

I really can’t wait to see the entire play! From everything Clary has told us, “it’s gonna be the most epic thing anyone has ever seen” *.*

*late at night*

friend: tell me something

me: Cold in my professions, warm in my friendships, I wish, my Dear Laurens, it might be in my power, by action rather than words to convince you that I love you. I shall only tell you that ‘til you bade us Adieu, I hardly knew the value you had taught my heart to set upon you. Indeed, my friend, it was not well done. You know the opinion I entertain of mankind, and how much it is my desire to preserve myself free from particular attachments, and to keep my happiness independent of the caprice of others. You should not have taken advantage of my sensibility to steal into my affections without my consent. But as you have done it,and as we are generally indulgent to those we love, I shall not scruple to pardon the fraud you have committed, on condition that for my sake, if not for your own, you will always continue to merit the partiality, which you have artfully instilled into me.