for someone who talks a lot there wasn't really much I could use for the words I wanted him to say

a love letter to brown eyes | shawn mendes

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word count: 1,539

author’s note: bet y’all weren’t expecting this on a monday, huh? i hope this is okay, anon! I’m sorry it’s pretty much all dialogue.


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There were not many secrets between you and Shawn. He knew about the time you threw up in front of your entire second-grade class during a field trip, you found out about all the drama with his friends from school, and you had shared - in length - the most awkward highlights of your terrible first kiss behind the bleachers in middle school.

And somehow, even after all the confessions and conversations a two-year relationship entailed, you were still discovering new sides to the floppy-haired boy that first shyly approached you at a mutual friend’s party two years ago.

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anonymous asked:

I'd appreciate it if you'd do a post about why genki is so horrible! I kind of have an idea of why since I used both the books and workbooks in my Japanese classes at uni. But now we're using the Tobira Gateway book and it's just... so bad.. I miss genki so much. Do you have an alternative for upper intermediate Japanese language learning and practice? Opinions on both textbooks?

It’s really only something you can use in the classroom. Genki is almost a formality more than a learning resource. Like, yeah, you “learned” Japanese…at least that’s what your two-semester foreign language requisite says on your college transcript. If you finish both Genki books but can’t hold a common conversation, what have you really learned? For self-studiers, Genki is the literal last thing I would suggest learning from.

I hope this doesn’t come off as a rambling rant (and it probably will), but here are some reasons why I dislike Genki:

1. The dialogues are boring and useless. “Hey, what should I get Takeshi-san?” (said by his girlfriend, who is for some reason addressing her boyfriend as -san?) “Well, he wears the same sweater every day, so why don’t you get him a new sweater.” “Oh, good idea.” “What do you think of the sweater?” “It fits perfectly.”
“Our Japanese class is fun.” (Are you using Genki in your Japanese class?) “When you’re gone, I will miss you.”
Awesome. Now I know about Mary and Takeshi’s gifts….but do I know how to actually ask my friend for advice? Do I know cultural context? Honestly, the dialogue just sound like they were written by a student (like me) trying to find the most basic way to demonstrate they know a grammar pattern. Which is cool and all, but outside of the classroom, you’re not going to ask your gal-pal, Sue-san, what you should get your boyfriend, Takeshi-san, for White Day, masu masu masu, desu desu desu….and if you are, Sue-san is probably going to respond to you in more natural casual Japanese you can’t understand, and to her you probably sound pretty boring.

2. Verb conjugations are really not as hard as it’s taught in Genki! You learn things strangely and out of order, and it’s still very formulaic and textbook. All (or at the very least, many) conjugations (sans -te and -ta) have stems from kana vowels and are so much simpler to remember. If you can remember which conjugation correlates to what vowel (and there are only five of them!) then you have 5 different verb forms (and more) already down! Why does Genki teach this ridiculous 7x7 plot chart of verb conjugations as if 1. those are the only ones you need to learn and 2. you have to memorize them all + any conjugation thereafter separately with no point of reference like VOWEL VERB STEMS????

3. Genki most definitely others foreigners. I think the expectation was that foreigners are never going to get to a fluent or native level in Japanese (linguistically or culturally), so let’s teach them this arbitrary bullshit so they can order food at a Japanese restaurant (which you still won’t be able to do, realistically) or ask their host mother what’s for dinner. (Okay, actually, it is designed for college students studying abroad in Japan, which is exactly who I am and what I’m doing…but Genki is still not helpful). Foreigners in Japan have the problem of never really…blending in with society. I know this sounds really bleak, but, uh…. the fact is, you’re always going to be a foreigner. To me, Genki says, “you’re a foreigner, you’re always gonna be a foreigner, and you’re not gonna get very far out here because of that.” Maybe this is just me? But the Japanese that Genki teaches pretty much screams “I took three semesters of Japanese in college and I can’t show shit for them.” It makes me feel like the only future in Japan is becoming an ALT who gets three promotions at most (as a man!). (I mention the gender because in Japan the family ideal is still the modern nuclear family where the everyman devotes his life to his work and his wife has two kids and supports him from the sidelines as a full-time housewife. So, being the cis woman I am, employers will expect me to get married, pop out a couple kids, and retire to be a housewife….in other words, no promotions. Anyway tho)

4. You’d think they’d make new, updated editions to coincide with the times, but Sue-san is still giving Mary-san a cassette for her o-tanjoubi. What about e-mail? The internet after 1999? Text messaging???? Anything that could relate to someone younger than 35? No? Awesome. One sec, I just need to ask my boyfriend Takeshi-san which VHS tape he wants to watch tonight.

5. Mary and Sue sound super gaijin and overtly polite, even for women. Yet, at the same time, not polite enough. Especially when I’m in a store, I want to use softeners to ask employees questions, but all I know is “kore onegaishimasu!” “arigatou gozaimashita!” and the word “chotto” which I don’t even know how to insert into a sentence without sounding….foreign and still not polite enough. Conversely, a lot of the expressions will sound kind of feminine for men. This is a small side complaint but nothing grinds my gears more than hearing Mary use -masu forms talking to her best friend and simply saying “jaa, yakiniku onegaishimasu” to a waiter.

6. Basically, as much as you memorize dialogue, speech patterns, expressions, you will still not be able to speak or use Japanese, and I have most definitely learned this the hard way. I can explain to my sensei that I was late because the train was shut down the night before from a jishin jiko, therefore I didn’t get home until late, therefore I didn’t get a lot of sleep, therefore I slept in, but I still cannot for the life of me say, “aa, samui desu ne!!!,” listen to a response from my friend (which is not going to be, “ee, sou desu ne!” like Genki teaches you), and then respond to it. Like the textbook only got me as far as the initial statement, not the ones that would actually be part of the conversation. I usually just stand there with the dumbest, most clueless expression on my face and say, in English: Sorry, my Japanese is really terrible and I have no idea what you’re saying. Why don’t we just talk in English? :-)

Genki is okay for a resource but please for the love of god don’t use it as your only resource. It’s an…okay introduction to the language (…maybe. If that’s your only choice). They aren’t the authoritative word on learning Japanese (even though we act like they are) and there are so many (better! cheaper!) programs you can use to learn Japanese. I don’t know much about Tobira, but it does seem really textbooky, especially for ‘advanced’ Japanese (I feel like at this stage, you should be having like….actual conversations? with friends?) However, I like that most of the materials are online for free. Also, the kanji readings are easy af but I like that there are some mixed combos with different readings. (this could be good or bad depending on your goal?)

I really (really, highly, bigly, yugely) suggest Marugoto (but that only goes to A2). Tae Kim (which is free!!! on the internet!!!) is great too (although you might have already read it, there’s also a free app that is an ever-flowing fountain of reference). Minna no Nihongo is a little textbooky but still pretty good. Otherwise, look for independent books on specific subjects you’re interested in learning. For example, I bought a really awesome book on Kansai-ben and it’s waaaay more fun, useful, and entertaining to read and learn from.
My hallmate also has this book and when I looked through it, it seemed really hilarious and informative: Reading Japanese with a Smile: Nine Stories from a Japanese Weekly Magazine.

In the case of advanced learners, I mean…..it depends on what you want to use your Japanese for. Textbooks in general just aren’t going to cut it. I would try learning newspaper Japanese (that is, kanji used in newspapers) so you can learn a skill that will continue to help you as you progress. Read short stories + poems too! I like to read through blogs and stuff for informal expressions. This is kind of creepy and weird I guess, but confession: I used to read A LOT of web pages about Japanese serial killers. I know it’s so edgy-true-crime-tumblr-sounding, but it’s a phase in my life and I won’t deny it. What I still wouldn’t give for a copy of “Boy A” tho

Anyway, honestly, most textbooks for language classes kind of suck, so if you want to REALLY learn a language (any language, even English), you have to do your own research and seek out opportunities to use new resources.

がんばって、

アイビー

P.S. I’m not trying to sound super harsh or anything here! I think Genki is alright. I’m using it currently, after all. I just don’t think it’s the end-all-be-all of Japanese learning resources.

Five Times Ignis Scientia was Oblivious to his own Appeal (Ignis/Reader, SFW)

(And the moment he finally got the hint).

You, dear reader, are a receptionist at a government building doing business with the crown. Perhaps most infuriating of all is the stupidly charming royal adviser that keeps coming around. He’s stolen your heart and, worst of all, he has no clue.

It’s finally done! After days of pecking away at this during work breaks, it is done.

Blame @thirdstreetcettin for this idea. Also dedicated to @ka-za-ri and @hypaalicious because I love them.

Unofficially dedicated to all the other Ignis smoochers out there.

Ignis Scientia/Reader, 9068 words, rated T for mild swearing and occasional thirst.

Read it on AO3 here: http://archiveofourown.org/works/12025464

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House of Cards | one

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genre: angst, fluff

word count: 12.3k 

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I looked at the teacher yet again, still not being able to completely focus on his words. Not because I didn’t want to or because I thought that his class was boring. I loved his class, it was actually my favorite. I couldn’t understand what he was saying because the people out front, the popular kids, were being too loud for whatever reason.

I rolled my eyes at them and tried my best to block them out. I had done the same thing many times before so it shouldn’t be a problem to do it once more. But when I finally managed to do it I wished that I had stayed oblivious for the rest of the class.

“Yoona, you’re paired with Jungkook”

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What Happens In Vegas

Pairing - Reader x Jungkook [Taehyung is a main character as well]

Genre - Stripper Au

Word Count - 3250

Part 12/12 

A/n - Ohmy. I can’t believe this is finally over! Thanks for the continued love and support you have all showed for this story and If you want to read another one of my stories check out this one -Forbidden ( It’s Taehyung x Reader) Thanks for reading! (:

Part One Part Two Part Three Part Four Part Five Part Six Part Seven Part Eight Part Nine Part Ten Part Eleven

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I was back at the police station again and I wasn’t sure if I was more shaken up this time or the last time. The only good part of this situation was the fact that Jungkook was with me. If I had to do this on my own I wouldn’t be sure If I could handle this.

I thought that I was a strong person, or brave at least. But everything that I have went through I realized that I am a lot weaker than I thought.

The officers questioned me about what we had discovered in Taehyung’s storage but I explained to them that I had no clue what was going on and I genuinely didn’t. Then the subject shifted when they start asking me questions about Zoe.

“We have reason to believe that Zoe was murdered and that your boyfriend is guilty of that crime. There were signs of struggle at her apartment and it’s very likely that her suicide was staged. Can you tell us about your boyfriend’s relationship with the victim?” They asked.

“I don’t know a lot about their relationship. I recently found out when Zoe died that Taehyung was her father’s child. I didn’t even know they were seeing each other.”

“Well according to Zoe’s cell phone log, her and Taehyung communicated a least once a month for the past year.”

I was speechless really, and as I discovered more and more about Taehyung’s lies I was less in shock and more angry and disgusted.

“Are you sure that’s all you know about Taehyung, he didn’t happen to mention anything else?” They asked.

“No, that’s all I know. Honestly he was hiding so much from me.” I told them.

“We have issued a warrant for Taehyung’s arrest, if you see or hear from him please do not hesitate to call us. We could really use your help.” They told me.

“Of course, I’ll let you know If I see him” I assured them.

The detectives excused themselves and Jungkook and I made our way to the car. As Jungkook drove I silently stared out of window. I wanted Taehyung to go to jail for sure but what if he retaliated and told the police about what I had did years ago. I was scared and I knew that Jungkook could tell.

“Everything is going to be alright, y/n” He said as he drove, glancing at me when he could.

“I feel like such a failure Jungkook.” I let out trying to hold back tears.

“Why?” He questioned.

“I’ve wasted so much time and I’ve practically thrown away my life to be with Taehyung. Five years! I could have been in law school right now. I could have had a relationship with my family. I’m such an idiot.” I cried out.

“You are not an idiot, he is really deceitful and there was no way you could have known about that. I’m just glad you got out of this situation before he hurt you. And why are you speaking as if you are on your deathbed? Y/n remember when we first met and I told you that you were young? You can still go to law school and you can restore your relationship with your brother. You can do everything you want to.”

I stared at Jungkook as he finished his words. His voice was assuring and he made me feel complete, like I was worth something. I couldn’t find the words to say anything. I was silent and I’m sure that even Jungkook couldn’t read my expression. Honestly I was speechless, I was amazed. I didn’t understand how a person could be so perfect.

We finally pulled up outside of the apartment and Jungkook parked the car. He looked over at me, wondering why I hadn’t replied and why I had been so silent. “Did I say something wrong?”

“I love you.” Were the only words I could say.

Jungkook stared at me in complete shock as if he hadn’t quite heard what I had spoken although I was completely sure that he had heard me.

“Y/n do you know how long I’ve been waiting to hear those words?” He finally spoke. “Y/n I love you so much.”

“I wanna be with you Jungkook and I understand if my complicated life is too much for you to deal with.”

“Of course not, when I love someone I love every part of them.” He said grabbing my hand and starting to kiss the digits of my fingers as he spoke. “I love you, and If you let me I’ll stay by your side. Regardless of what happens I’ll be here for you. Please be mine.”

“Jungkook my heart was yours from the moment we first kissed. I love you.” I said. He leaned over to kiss me as he held my face in his hands and I didn’t want this moment to end because right now I wasn’t thinking about Taehyung. I wasn’t thinking about the complications of my life or what the future would hold because I knew it would be okay with Jungkook.

We went to a hotel, knowing that It wasn’t safe for us to be at my home considering everything that was going on. We didn’t go to Jungkook’s place either because it was too far if they police needed to speak with me again.

Jungkook and I talked about a lot that night. We planned for a future together as shared some of the goals we both wanted to achieve. We cuddled for the majority of the day until he had to leave around seven. The author he was working with asked if he could come look over something briefly. Jungkook was hesitant to leave me but I told him that everything would be fine.


Taehyung’s POV

Originally posted by donewithjeon

Taehyung wasn't the type of person to go down without a fight. He fought for what he wanted and for the most part he always got that. So when he just so happened to turn on the TV in his hotel room and see the news he knew that he was in trouble, serious trouble. Had his partner turned on him? How did the police find out about what he was hiding in his storage? No one knew about his storage and the key was hidden. There was only one way they could have found out, through y/n.

How could she have turned him in? After everything they had been though? After everything he had given her? Taehyung knew he needed to run. The most logical thing would be to call his friend who could make fake passports and get the hell out of the country.

He couldn’t though, because regardless of what she had done to him Taehyung couldn’t leave without y/n. She belonged to him, she was his property and he was taking her with him rather she liked it or not.

Because he was a wanted man he knew it would be extremely hard to sneak around but thankfully his friend was close and that friend owed him. An hour later he met up with him to deliver a package. Fake passports, IDs, cash and a car for him and y/n to use. Now he had one last thing to do left and that was to go get his girl.

When he located y/n’s phone he discovered she was at a hotel so he drove there. Of course he had no clue what room she was in but thankfully money is power, and the receptionist was happy to give out the information that he needed along with a room key for a few hundred bucks.

He made his way to the room using the key to unlock the door. When he entered the room he immediately noticed her shoes at the door. The same ones that he had bought for her. He noticed two jackets hanging up in the closet, one he was familiar as it was hers but the other he was unsure about. He knew that it had to be a male’s jacket and instantly started to fume thinking about who it belonged to. As he entered the room he could hear water running in the bathroom and decided to quietly wait on y/n, so he took a seat on the bed.


Y/n’s POV

I decided to take a quick bath just to relax myself. When I got out I dried myself off slipping my nightgown over my head before walking out of the bathroom. When I entered the room I jumped out of fear at who was sitting on the bed. It was Taehyung and he grinned at me as he saw me.

“You’ve been a very bad girl y/n.” Were the words Taehyung said.

I stood there frozen. I was terrified and I didn’t know what to say. Until finally what had been weighing on my chest surfaced forward.

“Did you kill Zoe?” I asked.

“Did I kill Zoe?” He said standing up from the bed and walking close to me. “I’d do anything for you y/n.”

“Answer the question Taehyung, did you hurt her?”

“She was going to hurt our relationship, she needed to be taken care of.”

I let out the breath that I had been holding  in the entire time I was waiting for his answer and tears started to stream down my face.

“Shhh, don’t cry baby.” He said caressing my face with his hand causing me to cringe at his touch. “I had to protect you. Just like I had to kill that man who tried to hurt you years ago.”

“The man that I killed?” I questioned.

“The man that you injured. The killing was all on my part.”

“What? I didn’t kill him?” I asked in confusion and astonishment.

“You didn’t physically kill him no.”

“You made me believe that I killed him, all this time I thought that I was a murderer.” I said. Not only was I confused I was upset,  angry even. Because although it was an act of self defense, living with someone’s murder on my conscience made me feel like a horrible person.

“You didn’t kill him but you are responsible for his death. If you wouldn’t have hit him so hard, I wouldn’t have had to take him to the middle of the woods and shoot him as he started to regain consciousness. See you killed him because he died on your behalf. He died because I needed to protect you.”

“Oh my god, you’re insane.”

Taehyung let out an earthy laugh. “Get your shoes on, we need to hurry and leave here.” He requested in a surprisingly calm town.

“No, I’m not leaving with you. Taehyung I don’t love you anymore.” I said looking around for my phone finding it on the charger by the bed.

“What did you just say to me?”

“I said that we are over. Please just get out now and I won’t call the police.”

Taehyung was enraged. He grabbed a fistful of my hair yanking me up to make eye contact with him.

“Over?!” He yelled. “We will NEVER be over! You belong to me. You are mine. You think because you’ve been fucking someone else that you can leave me now? What lies has he been feeding you? Huh? You can’t leave me, you are nothing without me. I own you!” He yelled.

“You don’t own me and I will be fine without you. Just let me go! ” I yelled trying to pull my hair from his grasp causing it to only hurt more.

“You ungrateful bitch.” He yelled slamming me against the wall and causing me to let out a loud shriek. He then pulled out a knife holding it to my throat.

“Come with me now. Or we both die right here, right now.” He threatened.

I was now shaking and tears were pouring down my face, I didn’t know what would be worst, dying or continuing to be Taehyung’s prisoner. “Please don’t hurt me. I won’t turn you in I promise!” I cried out in desperation.

“It’s too late for that now isn’t it princess? The police are already on my tail.”

"Please, I’ll do anything.”

“Why couldn’t you have been a good girl huh? I would have given you anything and everything you wanted.” He growled.

I closed my eyes and tried to breathe steadily but the grip he had around my throat was too much and I was losing my breath rapidly. I begged for someone to help me, to save me from this horrible monster I thought I loved.

Almost as if my prayers had been answered immediately we heard banging on the door. “It’s the police open up!”

“Fuck!” Taehyung growled. I tried yelling to let them know I was in the room but Taehyung held the knife closer to my throat as a warning. “Be quiet or I really will kill you.”

I obeyed his words immediately, but it wasn’t hard to do so, I could hardly breathe and my entire body was shaking. I could tell Taehyung was trying to formulate an escape route in his head but he hadn’t acted fast enough because the police had opened the door and were standing in the room when I had reopened my eyes.

“Let her go now.” They demanded.

“No.” Was all that Taehyung said as he shuffled us over trying to make his way to a window in the room.

“Let her go and slowly place your hands in the air or we will shoot you.”

“Please just listen to them.” I begged and with one swift motion he was grabbing my wrist and pulling me towards the window and that’s when they shot.

The sound of a gunshot is surprisingly one of the most calming sounds I’ve ever heard. Well after you’ve made sure you haven’t been shot first, but after that it is simply calm. It’s as if your entire worldly suddenly slows down, almost completely. They world is going terribly slow and everything is on mute. I didn’t hear a thing. Not from the ungodly cry I let out to the yell of Taehyung as he hit the floor.

I collapsed to the floor as well and I was frozen still, I couldn’t move and the officers has to physically pick me up and carry me to safety. I don’t know if it was out of instinct but I wanted to go to Taehyung. To see if he was okay. I looked at him one last time as I was being pulled away. He was laying face down on the floor his head in my direction. There was blood pooling around him but he managed to choke out the words. “I love you.” Before he finally closed his eyes.

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Originally posted by sugutie

Jungkook was getting extremely worried. He had been texting y/n for the past hour and a half even attempted to call her three times with no reply. He knew she was in the hotel room but could something have happened? Why wasn’t she answering her phone.

Without a second thought he stood up from his sitting position and dashed towards the door leaving everyone around him in a state of confusion. He sped the entire way back to the hotel room and his heart sank when he saw police cars and ambulances in large quantity outside.

This was exactly what he was afraid of. He put the car in park and immediately opened the door pushing himself out without even turning it off.

“Shit shit shit!” He yelled when he saw someone being rolled out on a stretcher with a white cover over them. His heart sank immediately and he held his chest unable to breathe. A large audience of people had gathered outside and with all of the commotion he was having difficulty seeing anything until finally he located y/n sitting at the back of an ambulance with a blankets wrapped around her.

He ran to her engulfing her immediately into a tight hug and she started to cry on his chest he could finally breathe again.

Back at the police station the detectives informed them that the desk clerk had notified the police as soon as she saw Taehyung entered the hotel because she had seen him on the news and knew that he was up to no good. They thanked y/n and told her to let them know if she needed anything at all. They finally left the two of them leaving them alone together finally.

“Are you sure you don’t want to go to the hospital? I really think you should.” He asked looking at the bruises on her neck.

“No I really don’t need to go to the hospital. I’m okay, I promise.”

“Are you positive? I’m sure they could treat you quickly and you can rest there if you are tired.”

She smiled softly at him. “I’m sure I don’t want to go the hospital, but there is somewhere else I’d like to go. Would you take me there?” She asked.

“Of course. Where to?” He asked.

An half an hour later they were pulling to a cemetery. And from what Jungkook knew about y/n’s past he had a very sure reason as to why she wanted to go there.

“I’ve never come to see their grave.” She spoke looking down as we sat in their car.

“They are going to be so happy to hear from you.” He said placing his hand on her back.

She nodded in response. “Will you stay here with me?”

“Of course, I’ll be right here if you need me. ” He said unlocking the door for her. She got out of the car closing it behind herself and slowly making her way to their tombstones which were right next to each other

She stood there for a while observing them before finally breaking down to her knees and crying. And although he wanted to go to her, he knew she needed this time alone with them. Because not only was this a cry of sadness and pain it was also a cry of relief. Relief that she was finally seeing her parents again and moving on with her life.

When he felt like the time was right he joined her, holding her in his arms as she said her goodbyes to her parents.

“Thank you for everything Jungkook.” She said.

Jungkook softly caressed her tear streaked cheeks, smiling at her and holding her tighter. They way she and Jungkook had met was definitely unconventional and people may have thought that they wouldn’t last. But he had no doubt in his  heart and soul that they would be happy and in love forever.


a/n - Sooo should we end this like that? Or shall I write a little drabble of their future? Let me know guys, Once again thanks for reading! 

Leaves

Marvel Writing Challenge: Oneshot-shit vs Creatorofwritings

Prompt: Leaves

Pairings: Bucky x Reader

Word Count: 2100+

Tags: Angst, Canon, Civil War spoilers, The Winter Soldier is mentioned too.

A/N: I am open to writing a part 2 if this gets enough notes. (*gif not mine)@helllaellla @bovaria @marvel-ash @marvelfanfichq @givebuckyhisplums2k16 @starstar1012 @fairy-frills  @emilypkuzu  @annadier @buckystories @shamvictoria11 @totheendofthelinepal @thelazyorange  @creatorofwritings 

Key: italics if flash backs and notes.

Stays (sequel)

Originally posted by virginbucky

A knock on your door had seized you attention from the meal you were preparing. You put the knife in you hand on the counter and wiped your hands on the apron you always wore when cooking. You walked through the apartment to find out who had knocked. There were two locks on your door but you only kept one locked during the day. When you opened the door you were faced with none other than Captain America.

‘You’re.. You’re Captain America!’ Having never met a superhero before, your voice was slightly higher than normal and your body was stiff.

‘Yeah, but call me Steve’ he smiled for a second. Then it was gone. ‘Do you mind if I come in?’

‘Not at all’ you moved your body to the side to allow his large frame into your hallway. He walked into the living room and you followed. ‘Please, take a seat’. You re-entered the kitchen to take off your apron. ‘Would you like something?’

‘Some water would be fine’ his voice was flat, it sounded as if he was grieving. You handed him a tall glass of water, he sipped from it then proceeded to place it on the coffee table in the centre of the room. You sat opposite him.

‘So, is there a reason why an Avenger is in my apartment?’

‘I understand you knew Bucky’ his name still made your heart race. He hadn’t known, but even the mention of his name you make you smile. ‘He wanted you to have this.’ The blond held out a light blue book with a black binding. It had a thin, red ribbon holding it together. The fabric around the corners had frayed showing it had been used frequently. The pages were separated and creased, as if they had been caught in the rain. You took the book into your left hand and used your right to feel the cover, it was bumpy. You stared at it, eyes not moving once. ‘He also said he was sorry’.

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anonymous asked:

Hi. I really need someone to help me understand the scene between Aaron and HER at HF. Thursday eps left me feeling fine with Aaron agreeing to work it out and stay with Robert that it was the right decision. But Friday left me feeling like it wasn't right he'd let Robert off too easily and too quickly almost making himself look a mug in the process. I don't want to feel like this... but I do. Sorry

Hi nonnie. Don’t apologise! I think a lot of us have been left angry or confused or upset about the direction that this storyline seems to be taking, but my best advice is to just wait it out: we’ve not reached the end yet.

As for Friday’s scene between Aaron and Rebecca, the way I see it is this: Rebecca is (despite what she told Chrissie on Thursday) trying to come between Aaron and Robert. Bear in mind that this is my own interpretation, and I might be proven completely wrong, but it’s the way I see it personally. Remember on Thursday, the talk between Aaron and Robert: Robert took complete responsibility for his actions. He didn’t blame Rebecca or Aaron’s prison sentence or the drink. He knew that the fault lay with him, and he wanted Aaron to be sure that he wanted to forgive him. He told Aaron he didn’t deserve forgiveness, he questioned him again if he could do it. He would have willingly walked away if Aaron told him to, because he knew that the blame was on him. Aaron forgave him OF HIS OWN VOLITION. He wasn’t prompted by Robert. In fact, when Robert left (when Aaron told him to leave), Aaron was furious and broken. Robert answered Aaron’s questions when he returned, told Aaron the truth and didn’t once try to manipulate or tell Aaron that he should give him another chance. Aaron had ALREADY COME TO THAT CONCLUSION. It was his choice to try to forgive Robert.

On Friday, what I saw was Rebecca TELLING Aaron what to do. She phrased everything in such a way that it was sure to get a reaction from Aaron. She took no responsibility for the one night stand: she put all the blame on Robert: ‘He told me it was over and I trusted him’. She trusted the word of a man who was drunk and heartbroken. Aaron had admitted to Robert in prison the day after their ‘argument’ that he did make it seem that he’d broken up with Robert; just as he admitted on Thursday that he didn’t make it easy for Robert, he knew what he was doing, what he was saying to push Robert away. Rebecca took no responsibility for jumping into bed with Robert. She baited and baited Aaron until she got a reaction. And then she made both herself and Aaron out to be victims of Robert: ‘we need to protect ourselves’/ ‘This is what he does to you’ (after Aaron raised his voice and she clutched her stomach). In my eyes, she knew exactly what she was doing: she wanted a reaction from Aaron. She knows that he’s quick to anger, and she knows that he’s got a temper. She also knows that he lashes out with his fists sometimes. She USED THAT AGAINST HIM. I cannot stress enough how Robert never ever makes Aaron feel that he fears him, even though he’s felt Aaron’s anger a few times, he’s never made Aaron feel that Robert thinks he’s someone to be feared. That is something which disgusted me about Rebecca’s behaviour on Friday. If she provoked Aaron to get that reaction, SHE MADE HIM BELIEVE THAT SHE WAS SCARED OF HIM. She goaded him to get a reaction. She tried to manipulate his emotions. Despite what she told Chrissie on Thursday, I think she is still trying to get between Robert and Aaron - whether because she wants Robert, or she wants to see him suffer remains to be seen, if I am even correct in my assumptions. I think that she initially said that because she was banking on Aaron finding out about the ONS and pregnancy and leaving Robert, but when she discovered that Aaron had forgiven Robert - or at least WANTS to forgive him - she had to change her game.

Those are my thoughts on the whole thing, nonnie. You don’t have to agree with me, but it’s the way I see it. I also think that Aaron’s choice on Thursday was the right one. I think we’ll see that he’ll still struggle with things, but he wants to try to forgive and move on. For him, everything runs so much deeper: his issues aren’t just with Robert, they’re also mixed up with Gordon who is unarguably the reason for his trust issues. Aaron knows that. He came to that conclusion on his own, he told Robert himself that he’d thought about it during his counselling session. Robert didn’t prompt him to that, he didn’t tell him what to think or what to do. Rebecca on the other hand, did. And that’s the difference I think.

TLDR: Robert didn’t tell Aaron what to do because he wanted what was best for Aaron, Rebecca did because she wanted to manipulate the situation for her own benefit. 

I hope that made some kind of sense!

(Again, cannot stress enough that those are my own thoughts, and it’s all dependent on my own theories!)

tddk day 3; strengths/weaknesses

When Shouto graduated from UA, he thought for sure they would all separate in different areas and drift apart. It was common, wasn’t it? It happened with his middle school classmates. Class A had great memories and lived together for three years, but they were all going to be professional heroes. They were bound to be too busy to hang out.

Except. Of course Midoriya found a way to make it work. Having inherited the responsibility of being the new light of hope, Midoriya was always moving. It felt like he was everywhere. “You can always count on me,” he’d said to everyone, but looked right at Shouto like there was a hidden message in his words. (Shouto didn’t understand what it was even now.)

He helped all around Japan, never quite settling in one place. Everyone saw him at least once a week.

Shouto saw him almost everyday.

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Mondays

A Kim Taehyung oneshot

Genre: Fluffy coffee shop au

Summary: Every morning is dreary and dull, but Monday turns into something you look forward to, thanks to an eccentric customer by the name of Taehyung.

Word Count: 1.4k

Originally posted by btsfunboyz

My mornings are always dull and boring. I work at a coffee shop, so no one is really awake when they walk in, and they leave clutching their sacred coffee in their hands as they walk out like robots. The few that do stay don’t say a word when they leave, throwing the disposable coffee cups away and packing up whatever they’ve been working on. To say the least, there is little interaction with humans I have that involves any kind of liveliness.

There is, however, one morning where the blurriness disappears and the fog is suddenly lifted. It happens when he comes in. It’s cliché as hell, but as soon as I see him, my mind loses track of what I’m doing, and I nearly drop the cup I’m holding. His hair is the color of milk chocolate, his skin is practically glowing, and his smile is bedazzling. He has something in him I’m not used to seeing this early in the morning: life.

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Mother

I always thought it really stupid that the twins apparently only learn who their mother was years after ROTJ, so I fixed it. Shortly after ROTJ (like three days after ROTJ), twinsy stuff, supportive Han, droid shenigans. Leia POV


The celebration is still going on, three days after the battle of Endor, and Leia feels pleasantly buzzed on happiness, victory, relief and the company of the two men with her, her lover and her brother. There’s still a part of her that explodes in giddyness whenever she thinks about it. Luke is her brother, not just her best friend but her actual twin brother. She smiles, and feels Luke smile, too.

They are sitting in the little hut the Ewoks had offered them. It’s not much, and most definitively only temporary, but it has a roof and a door and a couple matts that make for a somewhat comfortable bed. Not that they care all that much, especially in the first two day they’d spend a huge amount of time just sleeping and recovering from everything, as well as telling each other all that had happened.

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anonymous asked:

wow that liveshow was just beautiful wasn't it? I mean the pokemon bit, buying a bin, phil's birthday gift... so cute but mixed with interesting dan opinions aswell, and he seemed to be in a really good mood, anyway what did you think? :)

I almost posted screenshots of all the messages similar to this in my inbox because I was so happy to see that so many others felt the same. I 100% agree. I might go as far to say it was one of my favorite Dan shows in a long time? I loved it. Loved it. Loved it. Did I mention I loved it? Because yeah…I loved it.

What a pleasantly chill younow show. Dan seemed really laid-back and just generally relaxed…he was so much more open to discussion it seemed. I felt like he wasn’t mincing his words as much? He didn’t seem to second-guess everything he was saying like he can sometimes have the tendency to do. Or if he was, at least it wasn’t all-consuming. It felt natural. Like a conversation (albeit one-sided and obviously a bit superficial) with an old friend. I didn’t worry about the chat the entire time or feel anxious about Dan possibly getting uncomfortable and having to backtrack on something (because I’m me and can’t help but get nervous for him lol). I just enjoyed it. His demeanor and the overall vibe of the show lent itself to a really enjoyable hour.

He came off as just so loveable? lol not that he isn’t usually of course, but I did feel a particular fondness towards him today. Can’t put my finger on it but there was just something really endearing about this one. I think it might be that there was almost an appearance of what I’ll call “sweet, soft, subdued Dan.” (nice alliteration). And that is my favorite Dan. It’s hard to explain without demonstrating with examples but I tend to think that is his default attitude most often in private. But we don’t get to see that side as often on camera so it is always lovely when we are given a glimpse. Almost felt like this show verged on a glimpse. So I was in love.

Some of my favorite moments:

First off, no better way to start the show than answering “I love everything cucumber related” while giving a knowing stare to the camera. Beautiful.

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Paper Towns (Novel) : Sentence Staters
  • "What a treacherous thing to believe that a person is more than a person."
  • "It is so hard to leave—until you leave. And then it is the easiest goddamned thing in the world."
  • "If you don't imagine, nothing ever happens at all."
  • "I'm not saying that everything is survivable. Just that everything except the last thing is.”"
  • "It's like picking your breakfeast cereals based on color instead of taste."
  • "Every moment of your life is lived for the future."
  • "I picked you. And then you picked me back."
  • "Talking to a drunk person was like talking to an extremely happy, severely brain-damaged three-year-old."
  • "It is easy to forget how full the world is of people, full to bursting, and each of them imaginable and consistently misimagined."
  • "All the things paper-thin and paper-frail. And all the people, too."
  • "As long as we don't die, this is gonna be one hell of a story."
  • "Maybe all the strings inside him/her broke."
  • "The town was paper, but the memories were not."
  • "That's always seemed so ridiculous to me, that people want to be around someone because they're pretty."
  • "You know your problem, _______? You keep expecting people not to be themselves."
  • "It's so hard for anyone to show us how we look, & so hard for us to show anyone how we feel."
  • "_______ always loved mysteries."
  • "Nothing ever happens like you imagine it will."
  • "At some point, you gotta stop looking up at the sky, or one of these days you'll look back down and see that you floated away, too."
  • "IT IS NOT MY FAULT THAT MY PARENTS OWN THE WORLD'S LARGEST COLLECTION OF BLACK SANTAS."
  • "I could never stop thinking that maybe she/he loved mysteries so much that she/he became one."
  • "Peeing is like a good book in that it is very, very hard to stop once you start."
  • "“I'm starting to realize that people lack good mirrors."
  • "As much as life can suck, it always beats the alternative."
  • "You're funny, and you're smart, and you may show up late, but you always show up eventually."
  • "And I wanted to tell her/him that the pleasure for me wasn't planning or doing or leaving; the pleasure was in seeing our strings cross and separate and then come back together."
  • "Poetry is just so emo."
  • "The rules of capitalization are so unfair to words in the middle of a sentence."
  • "People are different when you can smell them and see them up close…"
  • "I have this thing that makes me really uninterested in prom shoes. It’s called a penis."
  • "This was the first time in my life that so many things would never happen again."
  • "You're just a really loud, awkward ninja."
  • "Do you guys remember that one time, in the minivan, twenty minutes ago, that we somehow didn't die?"
  • "My heart is really pounding."
  • "I kept waiting for that loneliness and nervousness to make me want to go back. But it never did."
  • "The last time I was this scared, I peed myself."
  • "She/He was a girl/boy."
  • "The way I figure it, everyone gets a miracle."
  • "I've lived here for eighteen years and I have never once in my life come across anyone who cares about anything that matters."
  • "I spy with my little eye a great story."
  • "I don't know how I look, but I know how I feel: Young. Goofy. Infinite."
  • "A _______ for each of us--and each more mirror than window."
  • "I.Just.Wanted.To.Save.My.Ass!"
  • "Forever is composed of nows."
  • "She/He had the kind of fingers you want to interlace with your own."
  • "I always felt like you had to be important to have enemies."
  • "That's how you know you're having fun."
  • "Everything's uglier up close."
  • "You can learn a lot about government from donkey balls."
  • "That was the best damned passenger-seat driving I've ever seen in my life."
  • "The easiest way to solve a mystery is to decide that there is no mystery to solve."
  • "For the longest time, it felt kind of like my chest was cracking open, but not precisely in an unpleasant way."
  • "They were made my grandma. Grandma wouldn't hurt you."
  • "You're upsetting the Black Santas."
  • "I need to pee."
Rome Wasn't Built In A Day

So thank you to mind-over-anorexia for this lovely prompt! I had so much fun writing this and I love high school bellarke. I may be convinced to write a second part for this. hint hint….

Second part can be found here.

[AO3]


“Clarke Griffin with let’s see…”

Clarke’s eyes shoot up and she gazes at her teacher with a hopeful expression wishing that he would pair her up with someone that may actually get some work done instead of an idiot who was just taking Latin because they thought it would be easy. She was not going to do all the work on this project.”

“Clarke with Bellamy.”

Clarke’s eyes widen and a groan falls out of her lips as she hears just who exactly was going to be her partner for this project. Her eyes dart over to the ruly senior boy who was sitting just a few rows away. He was already staring at her eyes twinkling and a smirk playing on his lips.

Clarke sends him a glare before protesting, “Sir I don’t think I can work well with him. Could you please assign me someone else?”

“Aw and here I thought we were best friends princess.”

“Don’t call me that Blake!”

The rest of the class just watches eyes rolling simultaneously. They were all used to Bellamy and Clarke fighting over every single thing. The two were known to debate every single thing that came their way since they had such differing opinions. What made this relationship all the more interesting was that Clarke was best friends with Bellamy’s younger sister meaning they were always around one another which of course had led to many screaming matches in the hallway and a few visits to the principal’s office.

“Sorry, Clarke but you’re going to have to deal with him. I think you two are the best suited partners for one another.”

“Really, Mr. Murphy? You really think that?”

The question comes from another student in the class. Raven Reyes, another one of Clarke’s good friends but she was also on Bellamy’s good side. Mr. Murphy just smirks before nodding arms crossed across his chest as he leans back against his desk.

Clarke scowls at her Latin teacher trying her best not to cross the room and strangle the man. She normally liked Murphy. He wasn’t a bad teacher and was actually pretty nice except for when he was being an asshole by putting her and Bellamy together as partners.

“Well I guess it seems like you’re stuck with me princess. How about we try not kill one another for the next few weeks?”

“How about you shove a stick up your ass?”

“Clarke, language please!”

Murphy’s tone is harsh and scolding but he’s holding back a smile. The next few weeks sure were going to be fun. He may have to thank Octavia for pleading with him to pair her best friend and brother up. Things were going to be a lot more interesting from now on. That’s for sure.

Clarke just grumbles not even seeming to say an apology. Bellamy just smirks though, not affected by her taunting at all. He was definitely going to have the time of his life teasing and annoying the princess. Bellamy was most definitely looking forward to the next few weeks he was going to have to spend with Clarke.

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A Bagginshield Fic Rec by Sansael

So I asked my followers to ask me to make a hobbit fic rec list, and avelera did, so here I am. 

In no particular order:

The Road Delivered Us Home by keelywolfe

In the years since Bilbo left Erebor, he has lost his respectability, gained a nephew, and gotten on with life at Bag End.
He’d left aside adventure for the comforts and peace of his little Hobbit hole, and for the love of a child who needed him. Though perhaps, adventures can yet find him.

Possibly one of best Thorin survives fics, with everything in the package: Shire, lil Frodo, romantic poetry, Dwalin adopting all of the little hobbitlings in the Shire, miscomunication, man, so much of miscomunication is going on in the fic. And a happy ending. 

Katabasis by LittleBigSpoon

WIP, and it seems that the author abandoned their fic.

After the Battle of Five Armies, Bilbo lies as still as death, and no earthly force will wake him. When a ghostly apparition offers Thorin the chance to recover Bilbo’s absent spirit from the underworld, he accepts without hesitation.
So begins the second Quest of Thorin’s lifetime.
Through half-remembered dreams and terrifying nightmares, beyond strange worlds to stranger shores, the Heirs of Durin will tirelessly, doggedly search for their burglar.
This is their task, their penance: find Bilbo, or else be condemned to wander forever more, never to return home.

Despite being a WIP, I am totally recommending to read this. You must read the fic where Thorin, Fili and Kili travel through different worlds, encountering different versions of Bilbo and people they know, trying to bring their Bilbo back. 
Honestly, I’d probably give my little finger for this fic to be finished.

The Unexpected Hobbit: A Journey by  alkjira

WIP

An AU wherein Thorin is the Hobbit and Bilbo is the king of Dwarfs. Somehow this didn’t turn out to be crack.
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“Thorin Oakenshield,” Gandalf began, and Thorin started a little at the use of that name. He hadn’t known that Gandalf was even aware of it. How much had the old man been snooping around? “May I introduce the leader of our company –”
The Dwarf held up his hand to Gandalf in a signal for quiet and gave a short but courteous bow as he held Thorin’s gaze.
“Bilbo Baggins, at your service,” he said and finally stepped inside, a bemused Thorin giving way almost without thought. Whoever this was, if he would dare to quiet Gandalf – well, perhaps this night still had a chance to turn for the better.

I think one of few role-reversal fics. Despite being put in mirror situation, both Bilbo and Thorin are never OOC, and the background worldbuilding the author areated is amazing.

there’s fantasy, there’s fallacy, there’s tumbling stone by  brodinsons (aeon_entwined)

Inspired by euclase’s commentary on this post: This makes me want an AU where Thorin Oakenshield is imprisoned by elves and/or enemy dwarves, and to humiliate the king, they cut off his hair and shave off his beard. And after his eventual escape, starved and broken, Thorin hides out in the Shire, where it takes ages for Bilbo to even get him out of bed let alone out the front door. And they fight and argue, and Thorin is a terrible, filthy, weakened, depressed shell of a king. But eventually he does recover, and he and Bilbo get to know each other better, and Thorin teaches Bilbo how to shoot arrows and wield axes on sunny afternoons while Bilbo shows Thorin how to garden. And Thorin’s not sure he has it in him to return home until Fili and Kili and a few others who’ve been searching for him show up on Bilbo’s front stoop—just as they did years before, but of course their quest is much different this time.

One of the earliest and, to this day, best fics. At some point timelines may not add up,  but the plot and the execution are so nice that you quickly forget about such a small detail. A good fix-it fic from the times when we haven’t really needed fix-it fics.

so i wait for you like a lonely house by  stopchasingflowers

After the desolation of the dragon, Bilbo loses his voice and Thorin loses his throne.

Another of the early post-AUJ fics. When I feel particularly bad, or really need a good Bagginshield fluff with a dose of angst, I go and reread this fic. The best thing is that it never once contradicts with Botfa movie, even making Thorin a total dork. 

lay down your sweet and weary head by  Elenothar

WIP

Thorin dies. Thorin wakes up. He is understandably confused by this, especially since he appears to be in the Erebor he knew as a young dwarf, about to be attacked by a dragon.
A time-travel fic with Thorin as the one living his life twice.

If you are tired of fics where Bilbo goes back in time and saves everyone (not that those are bad, they are absolutely awesome, it’s just I crave for more Thorin) this one is for you. A lot of confused and guilt-riddled Thorin (what is new), Durin family dynamics, a very much alive Frerin, and the Company.

Into The Fire by  blackdragonqueen

WIP

He was given one year to try again and make things right.

Another Thorin time travelling fic, but with a plotline of Dis and Dain in Blue Mountains, and all in all, a good story to make you feel better.

Drowning on Dry Land by  authoressjean

Will’s still looking for the peace and silence he found one day after he got swept under the waves. Try as he might, he still can’t drown himself. It’s always one thing or another, on the boardwalk: if it’s not for his own inability to hold himself under the water, it’s Thornton who refuses to stop pestering him.
Maybe he’ll find the peace he wants on the boardwalk. Maybe he’ll find it with the man who grins all the time and keeps wearing red and white striped tops like he’s a goddamn pirate. And maybe, just maybe, he won’t mind.

A modern AU. Man, back at the time this fic made my lungs stop working, it is so good. A melancholic note is something I dig. TW for suicidal thoughts & attempted suicide. But a happy ending :)

Prayers to Broken Stone by avelera

Twisted by the effects of dragon sickness, Thorin banishes not only Bilbo but the entire company from Erebor. Days pass with no word from their missing leader and, fearing the effects the gold may have on the other dwarves, Bilbo decides to enter the mountain alone in search of Thorin.
What he finds may not be Thorin for much longer.
Or: In which the dragon sickness is slowly transforming Thorin into a dragon, and Bilbo must save him before it is too late.

I could write an essay on why this fic is so good, but long story short, this is a very good fic. There is everything you might want from a Bagginshield fic. AND Avelera managed to predict certain phrases and themes from Botfa way before Botfa was released. Basically, this is Botfa if a certain headcanon from the fic was true.

If There Were Water by  stickman

Bilbo Baggins might be in over his head. He’s purchased an old stone house atop a hill overlooking a city he doesn’t know, and plans to live quietly, largely ignoring the rest of the world. But it’s early April, the rainy season, and the roof leaks, and there’s something strange about Bywater House that he can’t quite figure out.
Thorin Oakenshield is in his fourth month of trying to reconcile his own grief with his failures at anything remotely resembling a competent single parent, living out of a shoebox flat with Fíli (seven, sullen, and stubborn as hell) and Kíli (five, resilient but cracking), working crap jobs and hating everything including himself.
Under the cover of rainy afternoons and sleepless nights, roof repairs and building restoration, Bilbo and Thorin try to figure out how one navigates isolation, and how one breaks out of it. Every step they manage to take forward finds them dragged back again; every question asked has too many answers, or too few. This is a story about living in a world where everyone is on their own, always, and how things go on.

Modern AU. Wouldn’t recommend reading at night from your phone. Better read it in the daylight, because at times it is rather scary. stick-around-town managed to thread together the Haunted House Story with Tolkien trivia so well that you forget where one ends and the other starts. 

How the West Was Won and Where It Got Us by  stickman

Bilbo is a harried 1st year British literature Ph.D. (early 20th century fiction) who happens to have an interest in spatial narrative structures, a lack of time-management skills, and a tiny apartment with a lot of books and very little furniture. He’s stressed, always, and doesn’t quite know where he belongs. He tells himself that really, this is, in fact, what he wants to be doing. But sometimes, as much as he loves books, he gets an urge to do something with his hands.
Thorin is a disgruntled M.Arch. 1 in his last year who can’t be arsed to shave and frightens his students, and, frankly, his profs, but his work is top-notch so no one can really say much. They can, however, bully him into running a hands-on design workshop on Saturday mornings, which is complete crap, because he’s used to drinking his Friday nights into oblivion so showing up at Milstein at 7:45 the next morning and trying to teach in a room of wall-to-wall windows as the sun rises is not at the top of his list. Besides, no one ever shows up.
Except one morning, someone does.
[graduate school AU]

Hands down, best modern AU ever written. What I love about this story is the fact that both Bilbo and Thorin are so real. You don’t read it and think ‘oh this is so Bilbo’, you think ‘This is so Bilbo but holy shit I think I’d act the very same way in this situation, I think I’d be afraid to open my mouth as well now, I think I’d be confused and would say what I want to as well’. And there is no conventional happy ending in the story. Stick told me that she is likes it when you have to earn your happy ending, and I definitely agree. Thou daresay, Bilbo and Thorin are well on the road of earning theirs.

At the Turn of the Year by northerntrash

They say that strange things live in the woods, fair folk and things more spirit than man; don’t step between the old oaks, parents mutter to their children, or they might find you, and eat you. Thorin never believed that, but now winter is settling into his bones, the shadows are growing longer through the hoar frost, and he is lost among the trees.
And it was there that Thorin met him, that strange, laughing creature, walking barefoot through the bracken.

Honestly, I don’t even know what to say, except this fic left me shell-shicked  for days. Best read at the rainy day with a cup of a hot beverage.

Beauty series by  alkjira

Where Thorin thinks he’s not what anyone would call beautiful but where he is still the most beautiful thing Bilbo could ever imagine.
Notes:
Love is only blind if you don’t bother to look.

A series where Thorin is considered ugly by dwarven standarts and with all the consequences of having grew up believing no one would love him because of his looks. Of Course Bilbo proves him wrong.