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Four letters with meaning

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Akko Kagari was absent-mindedly drumming with her fingers on her Magical Philosophy textbook. Professor Pisces was about to wrap up the round-up lecture, just a minute or so before the clock struck one in the afternoon.

Exam week was just around the corner at Luna Nova, and this was Akko’s final class for the week. During the week before the exams, the students were expected to be studying and summarizing the courses on their own. The regular courses had already finished their classes last week, only the electives had remained yet to do so.

Professor Pisces dismissed her class, and Akko immediately scrambled together her textbook and her other belongings. Magical Philosophy had actually turned out to be one of Akko’s better subjects at Luna Nova. Ever since that whole debacle when Akko had accidentally flushed down her goldfish professor into the drain and had to go find her again in the ocean, and somehow ending up being graded A- for her actions while doing so, Akko had been consistently getting good grades in the subject. Her papers and homework had been getting grades ranging between C+ and A-.

It had actually been an increasingly more common sight to see Akko discussing with the professor before and after the lectures, with her now being nigh-fluent in fish language. Akko didn’t always understand the philosophical concepts that Pisces brought up in those discussions, but she found it exciting to talk with her professor nonetheless. Professor Pisces had also taken a liking to Akko for her ‘not-by-the-book’ approach of the subject, which was rare in her class. All while Akko’s classmates, some of whom had been trying to learn fish language before even enrolling at Luna Nova, were still dumbfounded that Akko had managed to learn fish language in a matter of months.

Akko actually felt pretty relaxed about the Magical Philosophy exam, and Pisces had even reassured her that as long she could make arguments and counterarguments on the topics featured in the exam, she would do fine. However, she felt considerably more stressed out by the first scheduled exam in Transmutation Magic. Akko was still struggling to transmute matter beyond just the basics and failed to arrange more advanced transmutation circles properly. And there was plenty of the learning material she had yet to read.

Since Akko had been visibly anxious about the upcoming exams when she had been spending time together with Diana, Diana had then suggested that they should study together, and that she would help Akko whenever she would need it. Akko had immediately accepted and thanked Diana for her offer, without a doubt feeling instantly relieved that Diana could tutor her. They had promised each other that Akko would meet up with Diana in her dorm room as soon Akko had finished her class today.

So today Akko wouldn’t have any time to chat with Professor Pisces after the class. Akko had hastily left the classroom to go and fetch her Transmutation textbooks. She got halfway down the corridor outside the classroom, before doing a complete u-turn and going towards the other end of corridor. When she and Diana had planned to meet-up, Akko had forgotten to take lunch into consideration.

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Logic Games for Camp Counselors

Counselors love to use these logic games as a way to pass time and keep campers engaged and having fun during down time. All of these are mind games in which the rules are ‘hidden’ from the players, that is, until they figure it out! Make sure to instruct them not to yell out the rule once they figure it out (unless the game calls for that), so as not to ruin the game for others. Depending on the game, make sure that you let campers ‘run it,’ state the phrases, try the actions, etc. once they begin to figure it out so they don’t get bored. If no one is figuring it out, try telling a person or two to get the ball rolling. Have fun!!


Sitting in a circle on the floor, grab a bunch of sticks or wood chips. Tell campers that you are going to do something with the sticks and they have to guess the number your are thinking of based on your actions. Make a picture with the sticks (a house, a number, a letter, a pile, etc.). The number you are guessing is revealed by how many fingers you are holding out once you complete your stick picture. I like to sit criss crossed apple sauce and then place my hands on my knees. If I hold out two fingers in each hand, the number is 4, or one hand with five fingers and the other with none is five, etc. Have campers guess the numbers and tell them if they are right or not. If you think they have figured it out, let them try being the one with the sticks. 


Start by saying the riddle “um. I have a magical umbrella. It’s *insert color or pattern here* and when I spin it around it turns *insert different color or pattern here.* What color does it turn next?” The key is to say ummmmm before saying the riddle (magical UMMbrella) Have campers guess, and tell them if they are right or wrong. Then let them try ‘holding the umbrella.’ Play around with crazy patterns like purple with green dinosaurs on it, orange polka dots, etc. 


Campers try to guess what can or cannot go through the green glass doors. Say “I can bring puppies through the GGD but not dogs.” The key is that words with double letters can go through (kittens but not cats, apples but not oranges,  boots but not shoes, etc.)


This game starts with a certain number that eventually breaks down into the number four. The goal is figure out how the numbers are being broken down. “twelve is six, six is three, three is five, five is four.” The next number is the # of letters in the previous number. The word twelve has six letters, six has three letters, three has five letters, five has four letters. Every beginning number eventually breaks down to the number four. 


This is a simple game, but can be difficult to catch onto the rules. Can also be fun to play as a name game as you get to know each other and remember names. Start by saying “I’m going on a picnic and I’m bringing a *insert object that starts with the same first letter as your name*.” (Emma and eggs, Courtney and cookies, Samantha and sandwiches.) Have campers try this one and tell them whether or not they are able to bring the object the say until they figure it out. 


This game can be played many ways with different objects. Say “If I have a rose and I give it to Courtney and she gives it to Samantha and she gives it to Emma, who has the rose?” The person who has the rose is the first person to speak after you finish saying the question. So if you ask the question, and Courtney says “it’s _____,” then you could say “no it’s you Courtney.” This one can be a little slow at first until a few people pick up on it, but then it’s super fun! One of my favorites!


Say “Pay attention. If those (point to them) are shoes, and those are shoes, and those are shoes, are these shoes?” Point to a few pairs of shoes, and then for the last object, you can either point at shoes or anything else. The key is to say the phrase ‘pay attention’ before you speak. If you do, than the answer is yes, if not, the answer is no. So if you finish by pointing at a real pair of shoes, but you don’t say ‘pay attention’, then they are not shoes. But if you point at a tree at the end and say ‘pay attention’, then the tree is shoes. 


This one is a bit difficult. Set up chairs like musical chairs. Pick a chair to assign as the ghost chair, but don’t tell anyone. Explain that there is a ghost in the room. Have everyone sit in a chair. Mentally note who is sitting in the ghost chair. Have everyone move to a new chair. Ask who the ghost is standing in front of. Let them guess, and tell them if they are correct or not. The ghost is standing in front of whoever was sitting in the ghost chair before you all moved chairs. 


Hold your hand up. Make a specific pattern of touching your fingertips and sliding your finger along the curve between our forefinger and thumb. When touching the tips of fingers, say “Johnny,” but when sliding along the curve say “Whoop.” When you are done, drop your hands and clasp them together.  Remember the pattern you made, and do it the same way every time. Have campers try to copy you and tell them if they did it right or not. The key is not to correctly replicate your patten but to clasp your hands after finishing it. 


Say “I’m throwing a party, but it’s not just any party, it’s the right party at the right place at the right time with the right people and the right snacks and the right clothes.” Then explain what you will be wearing to the party. Have campers try and tell them if they are allowed to wear it to your party or not. The clothes allowed to the party are whatever the person to your right is wearing. 


Only one of three phrases can be said. But only one of them is correct at a given time. Both up, one up one down, and both down. It depends on how your arms are positioned when the phrase is being said. So if the person’s arms are both hanging down, the correct phrase is both down, etc. Have campers try and guess which one to say and tell them if they are allowed to say it or not. 


You have to have at least one friend playing that knows the rule to get the ball rolling. Tell campers a story that explains how you met a witch and learned the secret language.Send the friend out of the room. Decide with the campers which word you are going to write and try to get the friend to guess. Call them back in. Use the secret witch writing to write the word and have the friend guess. She will get it right, keep playing until campers begin to figure it out. It involved random scribbling and pounding your hands against the table/ground. Vowels are represented by the number of pounds. 1 pound=A, 2 pounds=E, 3 pounds=I, 4 pounds=O, 5 pounds=U. Consonants are represented by the first letter of the phrase in-between pounds. The random scribbling is just to confuse people and has no meaning. Example: the word is ‘guide”. Say “Going to start now” Random scribbling with a pencil. Then pound your hands 5 times.  Random scribbling. Pound your hands 3 times. Random scribbling. Then say “Don’t get confused.” Random scribbling. Then pound your hands 2 more times. 


This game can be played with sticks or pencils (scissors for open/closed). Have everyone sit in a circle. You are going to pass two sticks to the next person either crossed over each other or just parallel to one another. The person receiving them has to say if they are receiving the sticks crossed or uncrossed. The position of the sticks does not matter, only wether the giver is sitting with their legs/ankles/arms (pick one) are crossed or not. This game works better when siting on the ground than at a table. 


Grab a stick and draw a picture in the dirt while saying “This is a man on the moon. He has a face, a mouth, a nose and two eyes.” (Draw those things) Before doing/saying this, do a small action such as touching your ear, flipping your hair, scratching your knee, etc. Have campers try and tell them if their man on the moon is correct. The drawing does not matter, only that they repeat the same small action beforehand. 

Grab a few cups or plates and a small object that fits underneath it. You need a friend who knows the rule to get the game started. Decide on a code word with the same number of letters as the number of cups you have. (if you have four cups, use the word corn, which has four letters) Share this word with everyone, but don’t explain how to use it. Lay the cups out in a horizontal line. Only the friend will understand at first but the plate to the far left (the friend’s point of view) corresponds to the first letter of the code word, so C. The next cup is O. The next is R. The next is N. Again, the campers do not know this. Send the campers and the friend away or have them close their eyes. Put the small object under one of the cups. Call them back. The friend will guess which cup it is under. She will know because the cup it is under corresponds to the first letter of the first thing you say when they come back. So if the first thing you say is “Really think about it, and tell me which cup,” then the object is under the cup that is R, or the third cup. 


This game is fun, but once the participant figures out the rule, the game is over because they have to say it out loud. That is…. until someone new wanders up and wants to play and doesn’t know the rule. Pick a participant and send them away. Explain the rule to everyone else. The person is going to come back and ask them questions. The first person to be asked  a question is to answer with the words “i don’t know” no matter what the question is. After that, the next person to be asked a question is to answer with the answer that corresponds to the last question. Call the person back into the group. Explain to them that they are a psychiatrist and this group has a problem and they have to figure out what it is. They are to go up to people and ask them simple or yes or no questions. When they think they know the problem, guess it out loud. Example: Psychiatrist to person A: Is the sky Blue? Person A: I don’t know. (this will confuse the psychiatrist, tell them to move on to next person) Psychiatrist to person B: What color is a cow? Person B: yes. Psychiatrist to person C: What is  my name? Person C: black and white. and so on. 


This one is difficult and takes a while to figure out. You are going on road trip and going to tell your campers where you went and how long you stayed there and they are to figure out where you are going next. The answer is revealed by the pathway of your trip. Letters are the first letter of where you went. Vowels are how long you stayed. (A-1, E-2, I-3, O-4, U-5) Example: I started in Delaware and stayed for 2 days, then I went to Nebraska, then Vermont where I stayed for 2 weeks, then I went to Rhode Island. Where do I go next? Answer= Denver. 


One person is sent away. The rest of the group decides on an object among them to be the magic object (a hat, shoe, shirt, backpack, water bottle, etc.) Call the person back. Explain to the person they are to pick an item from a list you give them that is the magic object. They are to figure out that the object is whichever one comes after a black object. The other objects can not be black, because that would disrupt the game. Continue to list off a bunch of items among you, pointing at each, one of them being the object chosen after a different black object. Example: “Is the magical object her shoe, his sunglasses, my foot, his hat (which is black), that water bottle, or the sky?” Answer= the water bottle because it came after the black object.


Make up a story about bears, and finish by asking how many bears there are (have it make sense with the story). The answer is dependent on how many words are used to ask the question. Ex: How many bears are there?-5, What number of bears are there?-6, How many bears?-3, etc. 


This game follows the same rules as the bear game. Grab a can and pass it around, having campers tell each other how many sides it has. The number of sides is dependent on the statement. Example: This can has five sides-5, Two sides-2, I think that this can has 8 sides-8, etc. 


This game is similar to the umbrella game. Here’s how it works. Say “Okay,” then grab a stick or use your finger to draw an imaginary boat in the air. Ask “Does this boat float?” Let campers guess yes or no and tell them if they are correct or not. The key is wether or not you say ‘okay’ before you draw the boat. Let them try drawing boats once they think they have figured it out. 


This game is almost identical to the boat float game, but draw a triangle between different people as your stand around in a circle. You can also play this game like the rose game, where whoever speaks first is the owner of the triangle. 

Again, similar to the boat float game. Pick a phrase or acton (saying okay, clearing your throat, flipping the flashlight in the air and catching it, etc.) that must be performed before the dance. Grab a flashlight (this game is obviously for night time) and perform (or don’t) the action and then proceed to do a dance with the flashlight. Ask the campers if your dance was real (performed the action) or made up (did not perform the action). 

A Week Early Part 2

Prompt: I was wondering if you would do a Part. 2 to “A Week Early?” When they take the baby home, but instead of the reader freaking out about the baby, its Sherlock.

A/N: So sorry this took so long, I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it! Xoxo

Part One HERE

Part Two

“Careful on the stairs,” Sherlock says,, his hand pressed to the small of your back. You smile.
“I’m fine,” you say, with a laugh, realizing that this had become your mantra over the past few days. “We are fine.” You clutch the bundle of blankets that is your son to your chest and nuzzle his soft, dark curls as you traverse the remainder of the staircase. Safely up top, Sherlock darts around you and unlocks the door, dropping your bags off to the side and dashing to the thermostat.
“Is it too cold in here, do you think?” He says, adjusting the temperature.
“It’s fine,” you sigh, using that nasty four letter word once again.
“Here, darling, have a seat,” he says, turning back to you and guidinging you to the couch. You curl up in the corner and gently unwrap your sweet little bundle. He looks like a mini-Sherlock. Clear blue-green eyes, all cheekbones and floppy curls.
“Hi buddy, we are home,” you coo gently. Baby William fidgets a little, his tiny fists waving around. “This is 221B Baker Street, and when you get older, Daddy and Uncle John will tell you some amazing stories…”
“Knock, Knock,” Mrs. Hudson’s regal voice sang from the doorway. “I came to meet your newest Holmes Boy!”
“No,” Sherlock said, crossing the room and moving to shut the door. “You’ve been sick. I can see, your nose is red from where you’ve been blowing it and your mouth is dry, presumably from some sort of daytime cold medicine.”
“Sherlock!” You exclaim, mortified. You scramble to your feet. “Mrs. Hudson, please come in and forgive my husband, he is suffering from new father-itis.”
“Quite alright, dear,” she said, not appearing the least bit phased. You hand her your son and she she beams at him as she walks around the living room, bouncing him gently and speaking to him quietly about how much he looks like his father.
You stalk over to Sherlock and grab him by the elbow, dragging him into your bedroom.
“You need to calm down,” you hiss at him. “You are overreacting and you are going to drive me crazy.”
“Overreacting? Y/N, that is my son!” He exclaims defensively, pointing towards the living room. “He can’t protect himself from anything, he is depending on me.”
“Ok, well then tell me, who is going to protect YOU from ME?” You say, shoving him playfully in the chest. “Honestly, please, I need you to try to tone it down a bit. More than a bit.” He frowns at you, then looks away but you can see his frustration.
“I disagree,” he tells you. “But I shall try to ‘tone it down’ if it will keep you from inflicting any more harm upon me.” You shove him again and he rocks back on his heels, a small smile finally tugging at his lips. Rolling your eyes, you turn and head back out to the living room.
William has begun to fuss a bit and Mrs. Hudson hands him back to you.
“Someone’s hungry,” she smiles. “I’ll leave you to nurse, dear.” She lets herself out and you settle down, in John’s chair this time, to feed your handsome little baby.
Sherlock sits in his chair, elbows on his knees, chin resting in his hands, watching you intently.
“It’s just that I have never had so much to lose,” he murmurs, half to himself, half to you. You look up at him and suddenly feel your irritation slip away.
“You won’t lose us,” you promise.
“I can’t,” he replies, his voice cracking.
“You won’t,” you repeat and you wish you say more to eradicate whatever irrational fear has gripped ahold of him.

Much, much later, in the middle of the night, you wake up in bed, alone. You sit up and glance around you, looking for your husband. Rising, you pull on your dressing gown and pad out to the living room. One small lamp is on, casting a dim light around the room, but no Sherlock. You turn and head for John’s old room, now William’s new room and push the door open a bit, peeking in.
Sherlock is there, arms resting on the railing of the crib, his gaze locked on the tiny, sleeping bundle. You slide up beside him and wrap your arm around his waist and rest your head against his shoulder.
“I do believe he is perfect,” he whispers, turning and planting a kiss on your cheek. “Well done, you.”
“Well done, yourself,” you whisper back. The two of you stare on for a few minutes longer before you pull Sherlock back to bed. He hesitates outside William’s door, frowning.
“What if he cries and we don’t hear him?” He asks.
“We have the baby monitor,” you struggle to answer whilst stifling a yawn.
“What if he get’s too cold? Or too hot? Or can’t breathe? Or chokes? Or–”
“Sherlock Holmes,” you say, gripping ahold of his biceps firmly. “Stop. Stop worrying.”
“I can’t,” he said, running a hand through his curls. “I literally cannot. How are you so calm? Why aren’t you wracked with panic as well?”
“I am!” You assure him, smiling in spite of the gravity of the conversation. “But if I give in to all my worries, they will consume me, cripple me and I am going to miss out on all the joys of having a new baby. Just like you are going to unless you find a way to reduce your worrying to a more manageable level.” Sherlock sags against the wall, suddenly looking completely drained.
“I never worried about other people before,” he explains quietly. “It was simpler that way. Then I let John in, then you… now William. It’s all so new and terrifying and I can’t shut off my brain.” You stare at him for a moment then step towards him, wrapping your arms around his neck and straining up onto your tiptoes to reach his lips. You kiss him for all that he has become in the few short years you’ve known him. You kiss him for all that he still wants to become. You kiss him because you two created a life together. And you kiss him to show him that he can and will shut his brain off.
“Quieter?” You ask and he thinks for a moment.
“A bit,” he confesses, pulling you close. “I will get better at this, Y/N.”
“I know,” you say. “But can we save some of this worrying for the morning? I am beat and Baby Will is going to wake up wanting to eat soon.”
“Alright,” he says, pushing himself from the wall and following you back to your room. “Y/N?” He asks as you both snuggle down into the bed.
“Do you promise to kiss me like that every time I start worrying?” He asks and you can hear the smile on his lips.
“MmHmm,” you moan, affirmatively.
“Good,” he yawns, but you are already asleep.

jazhaza  asked:

Hi!!!Do you know funny fics??? Ive read just me you and this box of matches and i loved it!!! Thanks!!!!!! Cheers from argentina

Okay, this is a hard question to answer cause “funny” is very subjective, right ! so this is the fics that made me laugh a lot, even if they can be angsty. (like TIF makes me cry of laughing, seriously.)

- Just Me, You, And This Box of Matches  : Louis is fairly sure that his new neighbour is going to destroy him. And also their apartment building, and the dumpsters outside, and all the forests within a thirty mile radius. But. Mostly him. (87k)

- These Inconvenient Fireworks : Future AU in which nobody tries out for X Factor but the boys end up finding one other eventually anyway. Louis is a jaded bastard who owns a cat named Duchess and teaches drama to teenagers, Harry is an idealistic aspiring photographer/part-time footy coach, Zayn teaches English lit and wears leather jackets, Liam saves people from burning buildings, and Niall is Niall. (you can find the pdf here)

- If You Asked Me If I Love Him (I’d Lie) : So Harry and Louis might have fucked up.The day of their wedding was the single most perfect moment of Louis’ life and every single day since where he’s been able to call Harry his husband has been nothing short of bliss. There’s just one teeny, tiny problem…Their families don’t know they’re married.*Or the one where Harry and Louis eloped but neglected to mention it to anyone. Meanwhile Lottie is getting married and the only way for them to not steal her thunder is by pretending they’re just friends for the weekend. Featuring Harry and Louis as terrible liars who don’t know the meaning of the word platonic and some Tomlinsons and Styles’s who definitely don’t believe them. (26k)

- One day to believe in you : A mysterious force compels Louis to tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth. Even when it’s really inconvenient.  Harry blinks and has the nerve to look surprised. “You think about me when you get off?”  “Yes,” Louis says. He wonders how hard he’d need to punch himself in the face to knock himself out.  “Often?”  “Yes, Christ, Harry,” Louis groans. “Probably eight times a week for going on six years now. On average, you know. More when we were touring, less when I’ve been visiting family. Anything else you’d like to know?” (7k) 

- Tell Me What You Want: Harry is looking for a new roommate after Liam moves in with his girlfriend. After a few bad dates he’s done with men for the moment and wants to concentrate on school. That’s why he’s looking for a female or a straight male roomie. When Niall tells Louis about the free room he leaves that little detail out. Louis, desperately looking for a room, pretends to be straight, thinking it would be easy, until he discovers that Harry likes to be naked at home. His best female friend posing as his girlfriend doesn’t work very well either.“ (10k)

- leave before the lights come on : Louis’ never had a one night stand in his entire twenty-one years of existence. Not once. That is…until now. And OF COURSE this is how it happened. (15k)

- if i had the chance, the things i would do to you : Niall sighs. He leans forward, pushing his mug of tea carefully to the side, before bracing his elbows on the table, chin in his hands. It makes him look like some sort of bottle-blonde cherub. “You have quite the fanbase, Harry. I’m not denying that. And you’ve done a good job of popping out every once in a while in the past two years, just to make sure you’re still talked about. But that’s all you’ve done, and I’m not satisfied. I want more.” He blinks at Harry. “Don’t you want more?”(Or: AU where Harry and Louis compete in the Lip Sync Battle) (14k)

- Learning to Eat: Celebrity chef Louis Tomlinson has a problem. He’s opening his first restaurant in 9 weeks, and he has yet to hire a pastry chef- apparently people think he’s ‘standoffish’ and ‘rude’ and ‘quick to temper’. Whatever. He ends up saddled with an annoying, happy-go lucky rookie who also happens to be obnoxiously good looking. His tv presenter and pop star best friends only add to the drama, and for fucks sake would everyone please stop quoting Julia Child?!Kitchen AU where Harry helps Louis re-learn how to eat.  (METAPHORICALLY) (28k)

- Whirlwind  : Acclaimed actor, Hollywood heartthrob, and Oscar nominee, Harry Styles, seems to have the world at his feet, but seeks out an old friend when he needs a date for his big night. (21k)

- that lace shirt  : “Nope,” Louis answers. “I demand compensation for the hurt and trouble I underwent.” (8k)

- A Match Made in Aisle Three (Everybody Cut Footloose):  Or, the one where Louis is a drama student/cashier who assists Harry in buying a bottle of lube, and is also the only guy that frat boy Harry has trouble talking to.
Also featuring Sophia as stubborn matchmaker and Liam as accidental wingman. (16k)

- This Road Leads Where Your Heart Is : Alright, so Louis has a bit of a type is the thing.  And as fit as his supermodel flatmate (Harry) may be, he isn’t what Louis is looking for in a potential partner.  That’s all.  He’s not Louis’ type, with his miles of lanky limbs and his bright, boyish eyes.  His impossibly tight, little body and infectious laughter are not what Louis wants.  They’re not.  Really.  (14k)

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@111177771111 this is how I see the numbers and letters. some have additional attributes of being what I describe as ‘wet’ or ‘dry’. round numbers are wetter, the dark colored ones being definitely wet. dark letters are also wet, light or brown letters are dry. each letter has its own color but they can change when combined into words (usually a word will have a single color version and a gradient version depending how I’m thinking about it). the green dot next to the D is because D, E, F, and G all have green mixed in with them (but D the most). I get all the brown letters mixed up a lot, especially those four.

the colors effect my writing and word choices a lot: I tend to use darker and wetter words/letters to match an atmosphere I’m trying to convey, or more brown-lettered words for earthy things, or drier and lighter/white lettered-words for airiness.

I love talking about synesthesia, it doesn’t come up often. :) @Fré- do you also see it with letters and words? does it come up in your daily life in little ways too?

suffybummers  asked:

Playlist: friend is a four letter word

• Good Friends (With Bad Benefits) // These Kids Wear Crowns
• Emenius Sleepus // Green Day
• Complicated // Avril Lavigne
• Champagne For My Real Friends, Real Pain For My Sham Friends // Fall Out Boy
• Paper Lanterns // Green Day
• Dearly Departed // Marianas Trench

The Sacrifice (Newt Imagine)


So if you take requests: You are Thomas’ sister and Newt’s girlfriend in the maze. You get out but instead of Chuck it’s you who jumps in front of the bullet and dies. This beautiful death scene where you convince them to go on, that you are ok. Some time later Thomas and Newt are talking with each other about how wonderful, amazing etc girl you were. Like a lot of mental pain (I’m on the mood xD) Sorry, if this is too specific or you don’t have time. It’s ok if you don’t want to write this.

Submitted by amakanu

Your hand gently grazes the keys of the keyboard. Everything in this room feels so familiar. The way each computer is set up. You look at one of the screens, covered in dust and grime, as if it hadn’t been used in a really long time. A passcode is needed to enter into the files and while the others aren’t looking you decide to do your own digging.

The passcode is four letters long and you type in the first word to come to mind.


The screen glows red signaling you only have two more tries to gain access into the computer.


The screen glows green and you smile to yourself. This was your computer when you were with W.I.C.K.E.D. Files flood the home screen. You quickly shift through them and  find Thomas’ file–noting exactly what you all knew to be true. You were brother and sister. Deciding not waste any further time you search for Newt’s file which quickly pops up on the screen along with evaluation notes that clearly weren’t yours.

Subject A20 has been sent up into the maze, the first girl to be introduced to an area filled with boys. A5 seems to be taking a liking to her, chemistry and attraction seems to go unchanged since before the Swipe. Since A20 is no longer with us at HQ we can now list A5 as Not Immune to the disease we are attempting to eradicate. The Glue to are experiment is expected to live up until right before the Entrance to Paradise, upon which he would be to far gone to cure, if we even have the cure at all. Phase one is nearly complete it’s now time to discuss phase two.

Chancellor Ava Paige

Your heart drops and tears slowly slip down your face. There’s more to the trials than was anticipated. Exiting the Maze was not the last of the torture there is still more to come and Newt was in danger.

There will never be a cure. You know that through logical thinking, but your heart tries to tell you it may be possible. You know you could never live without Newt. He was your protector ever since you entered the Glade. You grew madly in love with each other in a place that was nothing but hopeless. When Thomas had arrived Newt was the only one who was willing to protect him as well knowing that my memory from life before the maze, of Thomas being my brother, must have been accurate.

“We’ve gotta go!” Minho yells.

You feel like as if you can’t function, but your body seems to be doing otherwise, as you lift yourself up and hurry towards the doors.

“No one’s goin anywhere!” Gally’s voice rings out startling you.

He’s holding a gun pointed at Thomas’ head and you instinctively creep closer to him.

“YOU DON’T GET IT!” He slurs, “We’re all dead.”

“Gally we can all make it through. Drop the gun and come with us.” Newt’s voice is soft but stern.

You peer at him through the corner of your eye. He was much taller compared to you. You always loved how he’d dip down to kiss you. His blonde hair was always perfect too and that accent makes you melt.

“No…He ruined everything.”

He raises his arm, aiming at Thomas, and pulls the trigger. You push your brother out of the way and everyone screams as Minho flings his spear into Gally’s chest.  Gally’s eyes become lifeless and you see the boy who you used to consider a friend dead in a pool of his own blood.

“We have to get going now.” Thomas starts, “Lets…”

“Newt.” You call out softly.

You press you hand against your abdomen and feel blood pouring onto your hand.

“Y/N!” His voice is shaky, “You’re gonna be okay I promise. We’re gonna get you some help.

You drop down to the floor and Newt gets onto his knees. He rips a piece of his shirt attempting to place it on your wound to stop the flow of blood, but you place your hand over his stopping him.

“It’s okay.” You say softly.

His face is a tear soaked blotchy mess and his hands were now covered in your blood.

“No Y/N you have to stay with me.” He cries, “We’re supposed to start our lives outside of the Maze. How can I do that without you?”

“I’ll see you soon enough, Newt. Help them through the rest of the trials.”

You feel as if you’re slipping away.

“Just remember, Newt. You’re the glue that kept me together. Now it’s time for you to do the same for them. You’ll see me soon. I love you.”

Newt’s POV

“No, Y/N! We’ve made it! Come on wake up!”

I’m shaking her, but she says nothing. Her eyes are still open and glassy and I press my lips to hers, but she’s still not waking up. I let out another cry and press her into my chest. She’s gone.

Thomas is crying too, but he’s insisting we start moving.

“Newt, we’ve gotta go.”

I take my fingers and shut her eyes, placing her back down on the ground and draping my sweater over her.

“I love you.” I mumble, “I’ll see you soon, love.”

Dear Fellow W.I.C.K.E.D. Staff,

I’m pleased to inform you all that Phase one is now complete. A20’s sacrifice was needed to conduct the beginning of Phase two. It’s now time to enter the Scorch.

And remember, W.I.C.K.E.D is good.

- Chancellor Ava Paige

I was tagged by @friendlylocalgeek​ for this game tag meme I’ve never seen but it reminds me of Tutti Frutti and I always liked that game

Rules: Write down a series of things that start with the first letter of your first name, then tag up to ten people. You can’t use the same word more than once

Name/Initial: L

Four letter word: Loud
Boy’s Name: Lautaro (why not just name in general though?) 
Occupation: Lyricist
Something You Wear: Lingerie
Color: Lime Green (does it count?) 
A Food: Lasagna
A Place: Lima
Something You Shout: La concha de la lora (am I allowed to curse in Spanish for this? I’m gonna go with yes) 
A Movie Title: Little Shop Of Horrors
Something You Drink: Latte
An Animal: Lion
A Type of Car: Lamborghini 
Title of a Song: “Light” from Next to Normal

I tag @starsfadingbutilingeron @nikkyo-n8kt @camii23 @johnnysjoestar @dystopiceyre @anatole–kuragin @strawberrydaydreams but you can ignore it if you want, it’s all good (◡ ‿ ◡ ✿)

anonymous asked:

A bit of (and by that i mean a hella) rare pair but. Plo/Obi-Wan/Kit??? Maybe some h/c with them looking after Obi Wan cuz lord knows the poor man has about a million years worth of baggage and all the self-worth of a rusted teaspoon.

“We thought you were dead.” Obi-Wan tensed over his report at the words, green eyes glued to the letters he had typed down.

“Did you even care how it would make us feel?” The copper haired human bowed his head even more as soft steps bought both of his lovers over to the desk. Gentle hands with four fingers rested on his shoulders.

“Did you think we wouldn’t miss you?” A careful green hand slid under his chin to turn his head away from the blurry datapad to meet the black eyes of Kit. “Wouldn’t grieve you?”

“I’m sorry.” Obi-Wan choked out the first words he had spoken to his lovers since the mess of being Rako Hardeen.

Plo leaned forward and wrapped his arms around the shoulders as he rested his chin on Obi-Wan’s soft head. “Oh Obi-Wan. What have you done to yourself?” He murmured quietly as he felt the shoulders tremble.

“We would have understood, you didn’t have to avoid us when you came back.” Kit shifted his hand from chin to cheek, stroking the hairy skin with a gentle touch. “We all agreed, Jedi’s first, duty first, lovers second.” He offered.

“I just…I…” Obi-Wan closed his eyes, taking a shuddering breath. “…I was ashamed…I didn’t want to…it was best…”

“Did you not think we would forgive you?” Plo murmured.

“That we wouldn’t understand?” Kit continued.

“Our poor overworked love.” The Kel Dor sighed and Obi-Wan wanted to evaporate through the floor. This was it, this was the moment he had feared for, this was the moment Kit and Plo left him.

Plo pulled back and Kit stood up.

And then Obi-Wan was pulled up after, a gentle hand holding each of his as they both pulled him along. “Wha…”

“You have worked much to hard, much to long dear Obi-Wan. Me and Plo are going to ensure you at least rest tonight.” The Nautolan master offered with a small smile to the human. Obi-Wan blinked before clinging to both hands and following them instead of being tugged along, a shaky smile crossing his lips.

“We are still upset, who would not be. But we are still Jedi Obi-Wan.” Plo offered with care as he squeeze the hand in his. “We understand that you had a duty to do. Now you are back, and we want our lover for ourselves if only for the night as we ensure you are indeed unharmed and safe.”

“Alive.” Kit added.

“Oh…” Obi-Wan whispered before giving a breathless little laugh of relief.

Thank you for the tag, Zoe!!!

 Tagged by the lovely Zoe who is GORGEOUS @fleetofshippyships

Rules: Write down a series of things that starts with the first letter of your name without repeating a word, then tag ten people.


Name: Jessie
Four letter word: Jest
Boy’s Name: Jesse (HA!) but honestly I would use Jamie cause I love that name!!
Occupation: Journalist mwahahaha! (What I almost became!)
Something you wear: JEWELLERY! :D
A food: Jelly, Juniper berries, Jam…. :D
Place: Jamaica!
Something you shout: JESUS FUCK!!!!!!
Movie title: Jimmy Neutron!
Something you drink:  Juice! Mwahahaha 
An animal:  Jaguar mmmm
Type of car: Jaguar…? hehehehe but here have another: JEEP.
Song title: Jesus of Suburbia - Green Day

FUCK YES I DID IT!!! MWAHAHHAA. I am feeling ridiculously proud over this…. I am super cray-cray ahahahah

Tagging @imatardisdriver @itsdrarrydarling @acciotomriddle @hogwarts-express @ylime94 @emilianadarling @kelseyjford @daceymormonts @manners-potter


letter game!!!! i was tagged by the lovely @thatoverdramatictopfan i luh u 💖 rules: use the letter of your first name
name: kailyn
a four letter word: king
a boy’s name: kaleb
an occupation: koala keeper 
something you wear: khaki 
a color: kelp green ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) 
a food: kiwi 
something you shout: KACHOW
a movie title: karate kid
something you drink: kahlua ?
an animal: kangaroo
a type of car: kia 
title of a song: kitchen sink :’)) tagging:.:::….: @datboispooky @vulcanvampire @jishwatylrandtop @catchpftth

Letter Tag

Thank you @synonym-for-life for tagging me!
Right, so I remember doing this a while ago, but it’s still great fun and I will eagerly do it again! I will try to not repeat my answers lol

Rules: Write down a series of things that starts with the first letter of your name without repeating a word, then tag ten people.

Name: Maria (if it’s supposed to be my name, if not, then Monica)
Four letter word: more
Boy’s Name: Mark
Occupation: model
Something you wear: Mary Janes
A colour: mauve
A food: mac & cheese
Place: Madrid
Something you shout: MOTHER OF GOD
Movie title: “My Week With Marilyn”
Something you drink: matcha green tea
An animal: manatee
Type of car: Mini Morris…?
Song title: “Mykonos” by Fleet Foxes. Great one, check it out!

I’m tagging @evalocity and @xx-thedarklord-xx because I’m a loser and I don’t have more friends here lmao
Feel free to ignore if tagged and do the tag as well if not tagged!

Tag game

I’ve been tagged by the very mean @jet-playin (😚) who *knows* I’ll have trouble filling this as english is not my first language, but I’m not one to turn down a game so here it is.

Rules, rules: Write down a series of words that start with the first letter of your name without repeating any words, then tag 10 people.

Name: Gwen
Four letter word: Goal
Boys name: Guilhem
Occupation: Goalkeeper
Something you wear: my Greatness, everywhere I go
A color: Green
A food: Garlic
A place: Greenland
Something you shout: GET OUT OF MY WAY, BITCHES
A movie title: Gran Torino
Something you drink: Grenadine, although I’m not sure this word exists in english
An animal: Giraffe
A car: Golf
A song title: Grace Kelly, by Mika

Ok so, that was fun. I’m pretty sure there is a piece of clothing starting with g, I just don’t see any atm. Thank you gor tagging me, Jack ❤
I have no idea who did this already and who didn’t so I’m tagging @magpiefngrl, @shiftylinguini, @effcat, @llap115, @aibidil, and everyone who wants to do it. Just be sure to tag me so i’ll see your answers!

Same Name Tag

Rules: Use the letter of your first name
Name: Evie
A four letter word: Ever
A boy’s name: Enrique
An occupation: Engineer
Something you wear: Earrings (though I don’t wear any).
A color: Emerald Green
A food: Eggs
Something you shout: Excellent!
A movie title: E.T
Something you drink: Evian (bottled water)
An animal: Elephant
A type of car: No clue, sorry folks.
Title of a song: Endlessly by The Cab
I tag: Anyone and everyone who wants to do this.

Just for Fun

How fun!  I love tag/ask games!  Thanks Imp ~ @impracticaldemon

What’s your name? Following the user name suggestion - Nalufever! I like to say my love for Nalu has given me a fever!

A four letter word: Nope

A boys name:  Nathan

An occupation: Nuclear Engineer

Something you wear: Necktie

A colour:  Neon Green

A food:  Noodles

A place:  Neverland

Something you shout:  No!!!

A movie title:  The Naked Gun ~ Leslie Neilson is hilarious!

Something you drink:  Nervous Breakdown ~ I had to google this, but even thought I’ve never heard of this, I would drink it!  (½ oz. Citrus vodka + ½ oz. Chambord)  ^^

An animal:  a Nightingale (singing bird)

A type of car: New!!  lmao

Title of a song:  No More Mister Nice Guy - Alice Cooper

Imma tag a few of my newest followers!  Feel free to ignore, this is just for fun - no obligation to do ^^  Up to you to use your user name or given name - ooh, you could do this with your nick-name!

@mistye-dawne @lovesjtoews @iseu-faceu @nicholetheunicorn @tamiharri @iwantablackdragon @meganveon1996 

Tagged by @absolxguardian

Rules: Write down a series of things that start with the first letter of your first name, then tag ten people. Can’t use the same word more than once.

Name: Jen, of course
Four letter word: Joke
Boy’s name: John
Occupation: Janitor
Something you wear: Jeans
Color: Jade (green)
A food: Jello
Place: Jamaica 
Something you shout: JUSTICE!
A movie title: Jumanji
Something you drink: Juice
An animal: Jellyfish
A type of car: Jaguar
Title of a song: Just Around the Riverbend (from Pocahontas) 

Not gonna tag anyone because meh. But you can do this if you want!

[Fic] Leave Your Fear in the Fray: Prologue

Otherwise known as, that one time Tony Stark unknowingly slept with a goddess and his life changed forever. 

Special thanks to andiheardeverything and spinmybowtie for putting up with my crazy during the writing of my fic, and hopefully continuing to do so as I move into the actual plot of this. 

You can track this fic through the tag “Fic: Leave Your Fear in the Fray" 

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Tony Stark has never been in any danger of being labeled a “good person.” Genius? Visionary? Prodigy? Sexiest man alive? Hell, even at times self-obsessed? Of course. He’s heard all of that in the last hour alone. A good person is not something Tony Stark will ever be considered, no matter how many lives his technology saves overseas. It’s not because he couldn’t be a hero. Hell, his dad was an asshole and he’s still classified an American war hero by many — not all, as his work on the Manhattan project was controversial — but many. Tony could be a hero, but he’s made the conscious decision not to be.

It started early for him, probably around the time that he was old enough to realize that his father, the great Howard Stark, wasn’t all the papers made him out to be. He was cold, calculating, and lacked any affection for his son. The expectations that Tony would one day take over the company were high. He was expected to study hard and excel in school so that he could grow up and be just like his father. So he did, and in many ways, he was even smarter than his old man. He doubted Howard Stark ever built a circuit board at the age of 4. However, he never felt like he was good enough, and his dad died before Tony ever heard him say he was proud of him.

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