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Free! Novelize Chapter 6: It’s Meaningless Without You

I cannot impart to you the miracle that happened for me to get this to you. It’s actually been ready for a couple weeks, but I haven’t had the time to type it up. SO before we begin, a couple notes:

-I apologize for the blatant irreverence for verb tense; it switches from present to past and back again. So I tried to leave it as similar as possible so it can drive all of you crazy too I apologize for that in advance.

-Also again with the spacing, practically everything has its own paragraph in the book.

-‘Dice Talk’ is literally what the phonetic vocabulary word is for the dice game in the chapter.

-There are a couple lines it is a bit hard to tell who is talking without seeing their speech pattern, so I added the first letter of their name in a bracket after the line just as an aid.

-And finally, the Japanese language frequently doesn’t believe in periods, causing a lot of run on sentences. I adjusted accordingly, but if anything seems overly long, that’s why.

Now then:

Chapter 6: It’s Meaningless Without You

~Haru’s Point of View~

It’s meaningless without you.

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Left Behind

Originally posted by multi-fandom-imagines13


Summary: Request-  May I request? It’s quite angsty and the scenario is where the reader, Winter Soldier and Captain America are in a life threatening situation, in which only two of them can make it out alive so the reader devises a plan - Prompt line: “You have to trust me on this one” that requires her to stay behind and get killed. The other two don’t realize what the reader has done till it’s too late.

Warnings/Themes: Angst, Panic, Implication of character death, cussing

Author’s Note: I’m not lying when I say that I wrote this at 2am in the morning. This has not been checked for errors, so woops. Enjoy some angst and bad fluency!

Word Count: 2,270 words

Y/N = Your Name

”Making my way to the front of the compromised helicarrier. (Y/N), Buck, do you guys copy?”

“Got it Cap. How many are you seeing, Bucky?”

“Three by the looks of it.”

You were looking for a bomb, the reason unknown to you. The problem was- it was designed so compactly that it would’ve been the size of a fucking lipstick tube and no one would know.

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anonymous asked:

Okay, i need your help, You dragged me into the the beautiful mess that is red velvet, I've been spending the last few hours on a roadtrip blasting Body Talk, im in serious need of how to remember their names, PLS HELP ME HOW?????

How did i drag u into this!! This is pretty much a RV blog so you must have liked them already to find me HEH ;DDD but ok sit tight here we go this will be long and im sorry for replying late

Bae Joohyun aka IRENE | March 29 1991

She’s the leader. Yes she’s beautiful, the jewel of Daegu (where shes from) but that is ! not ! all ! She’s also a really good dancer and when she raps (listen to their song Zoo EDIT: OR OMG THEIR SONG CAMPFIRE HOW DID I FORGET) i die and when she SINGS i also die. She might seem a little ““““cold”””” but she’s just kind of shy (she’s opened up a lot more since debut) DONT BE FOOLED shes literally WILD when shes w/ the members. She ALWAYS wins when RV plays games and  she loves Wendy’s butt too! Fans refer to her using the bunny emoji (judy hopps)/watermelon emoji (her fruit in Red Summer era). She’s the oldest yet most flexible and likes to wear acupuncture slippers. Her hobbies include ironing and staying at home.

Kang Seulgi aka SEULGI | February 10 1994

This is the person in charge of CHARISMA in the group LOL She is the 2nd oldest and trained the longest out of all of them (a whopping 7 years!). Despite going through a slump (which she’s admitted multiple times) prior to debut she still managed to pull ! through ! and she is always so enthusiastic and precious! She sometimes has a delayed reaction to things skmfksd Many ppl consider her the best dancer in RV and her vocals are nothing to deny either!! I believe she’s supposed to be the best in Japanese out of the members?? She loves Pringles and her fav flavor is the original one (Pringles UK knows her). She’s apparently the least flexible member and fails at splits. Fans refer to her using a bear emoji (because shes soft like a bear) and the pineapple emoji! She also likes to draw!

Son Seungwan aka Wendy | February 21 1994 (shes my baby im going to write a lot)

She moved to US some time in 5th grade and attended middle school in Minnesota and then moved to Toronto Canada for high school! She was in her school’s choir and she did covers (legendary Halo cover) it’s really cute :(( She’s literally SONSHINE and is rlly nice to everyone and the members said their first impression of her was this incredibly kind person (at 33:55). She’s also really embarassing and awkward but it’s okay (watch their 4th ever v live). She also sings really well and has this amazing voice . Netizens attack her a lot for being the ‘’’ugly’’ member and call her fat etc which probably made her lose a lot of weight to look like how she is now which I don’t really like talking about because it makes me so sad… Her hobbies include baking and cooking food for other ppl (her seniors/staff/etc) and finding underrated songs! Fans refer to her using the hamster emoji/orange! Because I love her so much I’ve made like text posts w/ random info about her LOL so check it out if you’re feeling bored ( PART 1 / PART 2)

Park Sooyoung aka Joy | September 3 1996

She used to be the youngest before Yeri joined! She is “cutie sexy joy” pretty much the sexy member in RV and she loves introducing herself with a hair flip it’s amazing. She went on WGM and she’s imo the best member at variety ;) she is part of vocal line and has this really clear voice that makes you go </3 when you hear it!! She is also the tallest member and basically towers over everyone else lmfao Recently she turned into actress! Joy starred in a TVN drama called “The Liar and his Lover”. She is a troll and i love it (one time she told a fan to eat fart on UFO sadjkksk it was a joke obviously). She likes watching videos about training dogs and her dream is to become a dog trainer despite never having a dog beforejfdsksd Fans refer to her using a chicken emoji/ kiwi emoji!

Kim Yerim aka YERI | March 5 1999

She actually joined about 6-7 months after the others during the group’s cb with Ice Cream Cake. She got a lot of undeserved hate for it and OT4 stans can leave. She’s really improved her singing when RV made a cb with Rookie which Wendy has acknowledged and is rlly proud of her for (i can’t remember what time but its in this v live). She is also a good dancer! She got put with Seulrene for the dance intro during SMA 2016 . The fandom calls her a scammer lmao and she is literally the sassiest little shit but we love her for it. She’s also probably secretly the heir to SM if not the CEO already because she’s always really bold with her statements about SM LOL She also cackles and i love it; her dream is to become a vampire and she’s RV’s social butterfly and she likes making weird food combinations… Fans refer to her using the turtle emoji and the grape emoji!

If only // Kim Namjoon

My first Namjoon’s fanfict! Yey! Enjoy! :)

Genre: Angst, Fluff
Pairing: Reader x Kim Namjoon
Genre: Oneshot
Word count: 2360


“Hey Joonie, let’s play hide and seek!”

“Okay! I’ll count until ten. You must hide”

“One… Two… Three… Four… Five… Six… Seven… Eight… Nine… Ten! Ready or not, here I come!”

“Namjoon-ah! So here you are! Let’s hurry up! Dad has been waiting for us! We move today, remember?”

“But- But y/n-“

“I told her mom already. Now let’s go! It’s your fault now. Why didn’t you tell her earlier? Let’s go!”

“J-Joonie? Where are you?”

“Joonie? You there?”

“Joonie?”

You get up from your sleep. Your body is covered with sweat. Bad dream, eh? You look at the clock. It’s 6 am in the morning, too early for a good Sunday. Well, wake up early on Sunday won’t hurt.

You make a cup of coffee and sit in the couch, facing the window that give you the view of the city in the morning, thinking about the dream you just had. It was your bitter memory from childhood back then. You had this little playmate named Joonie, or Namjoon. You were like an envelope and a stamp back then, unseparated. Always together, everywhere. Even when you tripped and fell down to the ground, Joonie tripped himself and fell to the ground along with you. Yeah, like a pair of shoes, completing each other.

But suddenly, the envelope got separated from its stamp. The right pair of the shoes got separated from its left pair. And then, just like that, you lost all the contacts. You don’t even know where is him now, and so does him. Years had passed. And now you hardly recall his face. Only his sound that is still recorded clearly on your head. Yeah, yeah, that’s cliché. But what can you do? You are the one that has been left out by him.

He leaves you alone.

After searching for Joonie in the whole park, which was weird because the one that was supposed to search is Joonie himself, you came back to your home. Crying. “Joonie disappeared. He’s gone” You said to your mother. Your mom just patted you, explaining that Joonie is actually move from his old home that day.

And you just crying. Crying to your heart contents. It’s sad. The thing is, he was so gentle back then. He would do anything just to make your day happy. He would do anything just to make you smile. But dear, what are those smiles for when he will just leave you alone with tears at the end? You were still a child back then. How could he do such a thing? No, you didn’t blame him for it. You were blaming yourself back then. If only you could notice how the amounts of cardboard boxes had increased in his house day by day back then.

But why didn’t he tell you sooner?

If he told you about his moving sooner, things wouldn’t turn out this way. If he told you about his moving sooner, maybe you could still be in contact with him now. If he told you sooner, maybe you could say “goodbye”, no, “see you soon” to him properly.

If he told you sooner, that bad dream wouldn’t appear and haunt your sleep.

If only,” you murmur by yourself, then sigh. See? Thinking about this immediately make your Sunday ruined. Thinking about this always make your day ruined. Maybe a walk to the park would reduce your bitter heart.

You started walking. Man up, y/n. It was just a childhood memory. It’s over. The hide and seek game is over. He’s gone and that’s it. What are the sighs for? You don’t even know where is he right now. He was just somebody that you used to know. Somebody that came to you so you’re not alone back then. Well, that’s actually a bullshit. There is no use if he came to accompany you, then he left. Leaving you alone.

The park is so quiet. Actually, what did you expect? It’s 6.45 in the morning. And it’s Sunday. People would prefer to snuggle under their blanket, not like you. You sit in the bench. Actually this is not that bad. The wind that comes from the sea near the park feels so good. At least you could enjoy this moment to the fullest. This moment of silence, where the atmosphere is as calm as the wind whispering. Where you could forget all of shits happened in your life.

Where you could forget Joonie, for a moment.




“Joonie!”

“Joonie!”

“Jooooonnniiiieee!”

“I told you don’t fucking call me with that name” Jin chuckles. He matches his pace with Namjoon who was 3 metres in front of him.

“But that’s a good one” Namjoon scoffs. “Yea, but I don’t want to be called that by you” Jin smiles and sighs

“It’s over, Namjoon. Cut it out” Namjoon freezes. He glares at Jin. How could he say something like that so easily? He doesn’t even know anything!

Namjoon sighs. There is no use in arguing with Jin. It’s over, that’s true. But he just can’t get rid of it. He can’t get rid of you. Since that time, your face keep haunting him. Giving him hard times to sleep every night. He’s worried about you, up until now. This guilty feeling. Your face. Your tears.

This scared feeling.

This is ridiculous. He still remembers it clearly, as clear as this morning sky. He left you there, at the park, alone. You were still 6 years old back then. Alone, hiding somewhere, waiting for him to search for you and find you. He didn’t even say goodbye properly. He was too scared back then. Scared to say ‘goodbye’. Cause goodbye means forgetting. Goodbye means you and he are not going to meet again someday. Goodbye means cutting everything off.

He’s scared.

But poor him, fate always has its own way, I tell you. The thing he afraid the most happened. You and he got separated. Even worst, he leaves you. No goodbye, No smile, No tears. Just like that. Oh, if only you know this has become the thing he feels guilt the most. There has never been a day without you in his mind. Yeah, he is always thinking about you every single day. Who do you think he is? Do you think he’s just going to forget you like that?

No. Namjoon won’t forget you. To be specific, he can’t.

He still remembers you clearly. You don’t believe it? Let’s make a bet. Ask Namjoon everything about you. He even remembers how you run away from home with him just because you were forced to eat broccoli soup. He could remind you how you stole your mom’s best pair of shoes just to show it to him, and how you broke it at the end. Once again, he remembers you clearly. Why? Is it because his guilty feeling? Because he left you alone in the park?

No, dear. He loved you. You were his first love. He loved you back then. He loves you now. And he will still love you for another years since now.

Where are you right now?

“If only,” he sighs “If only I ask my mom for another five minutes just to search her… Things would be so different right now”. Yeah, Namjoon. If only you ask for a little five minutes to search her and explain everything. If only you told her beforehand about your moving. If only you did all of it, maybe the ‘goodbye’ that you scared the most will turn into ‘see you soon’.

But now it’s nothing. No goodbye, no see you soon.

“Are you done daydreaming?” Namjoon snaps out of his mind. Oh, right. He and Jin were supposed to have a nice morning walk to the park. Turns out he was just flashbacking.

“But after I think about it,” Jin continues “At the end, you’re still the one who has to search for her, right?” Namjoon turns his head to Jin.

“I mean, you’re currently searching for her right now. And she might be still waiting for you to find her. Good grieve, this game is still not ended”. Jin stops “A hide and seek will never end until the seeker find the hider.”

“Yeah right.” Namjoon scoffs. You? Waiting for him to find you? That’s ridiculous. He left you alone back then! Alone! How come you still waiting for him? Even if both of you will meet at the end, he sure that you will put the blame on him. Well, duh. How many nights have you spent crying over him? How many nights have you spent waiting for him to come back?

How many nights have you spent waiting him to find you?

Fate, fate, fate. Blame it all to fate. Yeah, that’s right. Fate made this happened. Fate made your father decided to move because his work has moved into new place. Fate has made he thought that he should not tell you earlier that he will move. Fate. Blame it all to the fate, goddammit.

But are you really sure you have nothing to do with this at all? Are you sure if fate did nothing then everything will go along with your own desire? Are you sure fate has to take all of the blame of all bad things happened?

“You’ll find her, Namjoon” Jin pats your shoulder. Namjoon smiles faintly. Just one question. One question that has been on his mind since his mom pulled him to the car. Just one question he has been dying to ask, but he got no one to ask to:

Where are you right now?

This is crazy. He wants all of this to end quickly. He’s tired. You’re tired. Both of you got tired of waiting. He got tired waiting the time to come, when fate finally decides to be humble and gives him the chance to find you. Meanwhile, you got tired waiting for him to find you.

Maybe this game is still ongoing after all.

“And we’re here” Namjoon looks around. Nothing has changed. This park is still the park he last seen years ago. Memories appear one by one. And every each one of his memories leads to you. Because you were always there for him. You’re his first love, remember? And that will never change.

“I’ll leave you alone here” Jin smiles. “Don’t worry, take your time” Namjoon pats Jin’s shoulder and start walking to the park. He closes his eye. Yeah, memories, appear as strong as you like. He really needs this. He really wants to see you. Please god, let me meet her this time. Let me recall those memories.

“Joonie!” Ah, that sound. Namjoon turns his head “y/n!” see? That smile, that sound. He misses it very much.

“My mom told me to eat broccoli soup again so I came here instead” You giggle. Namjoon clicks his tongue. You pout “I get it, I get it. I will eat it next time. Hey, Joonie! Let’s play hide and seek!”

“What? Now? But it’s almost dawn! What if a spirit takes you away while you’re hiding? People won’t know where you are” Namjoon shivers. This scaredy cat.

“Awww… Let’s play! Come on! I’m bored! Pleaaseee please pleaaasee? It will be fun! Trust me!” You keep pulling Namjoon’s hand. Namjoon chuckles “Okay. I will count until ten. You must hide”

“Yay!” You nod your head enthusiastically. Namjoon start covering his eyes.

“One… Two… Three… Four… Five… Six… Seven… Eight… Nine… Ten! Ready or not, here I come!”

Namjoon opens his eyes. This is it. He will actually search for you this time. Whether he will find you or not, that doesn’t matter. If he finds you, then the game is over. And if he could not find you, then the game will still continue, till he could find you.

He searches the bushes. Nope. He searches the slide, the swing. Nope. He searches behind the trees, without leaving anything behind. Nope. He searched everywhere, but you are nowhere to be found.

Namjoon sighs, then smiles. At least he could recall all the bitter memories alone and changed it, eventhough nothing happened as the result. He sits in a bench, looking at the bunch of children that are playing together in the slide. What should he do next?

“Joonie let’s sit. I’m tired” Namjoon scoffs at you. “But we just started playing tag five minutes ago! How come you said you’re tired?” You scoff back.

“Well, thanks to someone who could run really fast and caught me within a minute” Namjoon chuckles. Well, he couldn’t help it. He was so tall for a 6 years old boy back then. Of course he could run fast, thanks to his long feet.

“You know, I like this spot very much” You tell him. “This bench is the furthest bench from the rest of the benches in this park. It made it feels so secret and relaxing” You giggle. “Also the cherry blossom above the bench – Ah, I love it! This will be my favourite spot forever!”

Oh, that’s right. That bench. He forgot to search you there. Namjoon quickly stands and runs toward the lonely bench under the cherry blossom. He just remembered. You loved cherry blossom more than anything.

He arrives at the spot. He tries to manage his breath properly. Go on, Namjoon. Raise your head and see. Is she really there? What if she’s not there? What if she actually thinks that all of it has ended?

What if she can’t remember me?

“Joonie, find me!”

Namjoon still bows his head.

“Joonie, find me!”

“Joonie, I love you”

He raises his head.

She’s there.

Namjoon smiles faintly. He wipes his tears. You are here. Here, in front of him. Oh, even if this is a dream, that would be enough. He couldn’t ask for more.

He slowly walks toward you. You, who are listening to a song from your earphone. Namjoon stops in front of you. His dimples shown. His sight is tender. He still tall, and he still your little Joonie.

Joonie founds you.

“I found you, y/n. Game is over”

THE RUNNING MAN STARTER PACK

It was back in December 2014 when I first unexpectedly came upon Running Man—a South Korean variety/reality show. Back then, I didn’t really had a clue as to what the show is about, who the members are or how they progress in  one and a half hour broadcast.

But little did I know, my journey as a Runner would start right then and there.

I once given a background post about the show which you can read here. This time, to commemorate my first anniversary of being a Runner, I’ll share to you my very own RUNNING MAN STARTER PACK it’s not totally a package, rather a list  of 10 episodes/specials I recommend you to watch in all of their 320 episodes (as of writing) if you are a new runner or just starting to watch the show.

This list highlights  the best episodess of the individual members and as well as  their team work that despite the betrayals, is still formidable.

To be honest, it was hard to choose what goes to this list as there are a lot of notable episodes in RM. I can really give you a ton of them in just one sitting. But we aim to narrow them down to the notable ones for starters. No need to worry about the other eps though, as I know you’ll watch every single one once you’re hooked. Believe me. *wink*

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I am so happy

I was just at target buying pokemon cards and i was looking at the trading card wall and there were these two little boys there maybe 5 years old 6 at the most and they were there with i think their grandfather. And i recommended a set of pokemon cards to them and the grandfather goes “Oh its another pokemon guy”. And me, a 22 year old man, looks at these little kids, smiles and goes “Oh yeah! Ive been collecting pokemon cards and playing the games since i was your age!”

The look on this child’s face. He looked like he had just met a rock star. He seemed so shocked and in awe and he looks at his grandpa and back to me as if this is the most incredible thing he’s ever heard. “I have a raichu card! A shiny one!” He’s trying so hard to impress me its incredible. 

I wait patiently while they pick out their cards before I get mine and as they’re leaving the grandfather shoes them off and the little one who was really amazed tags back a bit and goes “Bye bye pokemon master!” 

Im smiling so wide and Im almost in tears. There it was, suddenly his shock made sense. When i was that kids age all I wanted to be was that. A pokemon master. And this kid who is the same age I was when I got into pokemon was looking at me like i was the coolest guy in the world because he believed i was a pokemon master. Im still so happy because pokemon means so much to me. its such an important part of my childhood. And at first i was really over-flattered but after thinking about it i think this is really what it means to be a pokemon master, I know everything pokemon has to offer and I love it deeply and i can share it with anyone whether they’re 5 years old or 50 years old.

So here i am having achieved this childhood dream. thanks for telling me kid because im not sure i would have realized. 

Right before he left i told him “Be nice to your pokemon and do your best! Im sure you’ll be a great trainer one day!” 

And i think thats one of the best things thats ever happened to me. 

anonymous asked:

Hey! Im a new fan of the comics and such, and I was wondering if Maxicest is canon in the comics? Some people swear it is, but can never provide me the names of them (I want to actually get them) and so I was wondering if you had it? Thanks xx

If you’re looking for outright, blatant, in your face Maxicest, look no further than Universe 1610 (Ultimates Universe), where Mark Millar and Jeph Loeb finally  brought the true nature of the twin’s ‘closeness’ out of the shadows of decades worth of innuendo and insinuated allusion that existed in the main continuity.  

Quite a few people seem impervious to the fact that Maxicest has been hinted at all along in every single universe, including good old 616—but make no make no mistakes, it has been there all along, slipped in and worded/illustrated vaguely enough so that it wouldn’t set off the conservative masses and the censors. See, that’s something most people in this day and age don’t realize or stop to consider—for decades, comic books were heavily  censored by the toughest body in America, the Comics Code Authority [ CCA ], which had a very strict code.

Why is that important? Because in order to spot  the maxicest in the older comics, you have to understand the code and how it came to rule the industry.

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Long ass questionnaire

Low-key wasn’t gonna do but then i did it

oh and @jiminiefloof tagged me, so let’s get this shit done

THE LAST

1.Drink: ice tea (cuz it’s life)
2.Phone Call: my little sister
3.Text message: “kk thx!!” to my classmate and smol cute friend Alexi
4.Song you listened to: “Full House” by Mobb
5.Time you cried: this afternoon cuz i was watching this animation for the story of the game Deemo (AKA THE BEST GODDAMN RHYTHM GAME EVER FIGHT ME IF U DISAGREE) and it was kinda sad lol aND DONT WATCH IT IF U PLAN ON PLAYING THE GAME
6.Dated someone twice: never done it
7.Been cheated on: never happened
8.Kissed someone and regretted it: being attacked with a kiss from @jiminiefloof at school and low-key started to feel like i wanted to hide in my bookbag cuz im straight and im pretty sure that 75% of the school thinks im bi now
9.Lost someone special: my aunt on september 6 of last year
10.Been depressed: yep
11.Gotten drunk and thrown up: lol im not even of age

LIST 3 FAVORITE COLORS

  • black
  • more black
  • white

IN THE LAST YEAR HAVE YOU…

15. Made new friends: yep
16. Fallen out of love: yep
17. Laughed until you cried: i do tht like every other day lol
18. Found out someone was talking about you: thankfully no
20. Found out who your true friends are: yep
21. Kissed someone on your Facebook list: yes… unfortunately -_- (*cough cough*@jiminiefloof*cough*)


22. How many Facebook friends do you know in real life: almost all of them since most of them r either classmates in school or friends outside of school
23. Do you have any pets: nope :(
24. Do you want to change your name: not really
25. What did you do for your last birthday: try out my new drawing pad tablet thingy :D
26. What time did you wake up: 9 am today
27. What were you doing at midnight last night: watching BTS vids and reading BTS fanfics
28. Name something you can’t wait for: GOING TO KOREA IN THE SUMMER (its for religious purposes tho)
29. When was the last time you saw your mother: like maybe an hour or two ago
30. What is one thing you wish you could change about your life: wish i disciplined myself to wake up on time, to eat healthier, and to exercise, but i can probably still do tht
31. What are you listening to right now: “Joke” by Rap Monster
33. Something that is getting on your nerves: school in general
34. Most visited website: tumblr and youtube lol
35. Elementary: used to go to elementary school in new york, graduated like 6 or 7 years ago i think
36. High school: one more year bless
37. College: might go into graphic design with illustration on the side, not totally sure yet
38.Hair color: black, or dark brown idek
39. Long or short hair: mini afro :3
40. Do you have a crush on someone: i gave up on having crushes, well i do have a crush on Jung Hoseok :)
41. What do you like about yourself: im pretty tol, nice smile, dimples, weird ass laugh, multi-talented, considers myself pretty friendly and generous, confidence in body, can find the nice things in almost anybody, am not ashamed to embarrass myself and be my weird, loud self in public
42. Piercings: the basic ear piercings, might get more ear piercings when im older
43. Blood type: AB+
44. Nickname: Manda, Mandi, Manda Panda
45. Relationship status: married to my husbands from korea
46. Zodiac sign: Pisces
47. Pronouns: She/ her
48. Favorite tv show: i dont even watch tv anymore so imma just name anime (ONE PIECE, even tho i havent finished it yet lol)
49. Tattoos: nope
50. Right or left hand: imma righty

FIRST…

51. Surgery: my left ovary twisted so i had to get surgery to put it back to normal like 2 years ago
52. Piercing: when I was a lil baby
53. Sport: i never played in a team but the first sport i ever learned to play was either tennis or volleyball, cant really remember
54. Vacation: i dont know if i would really count it as a vacation but Brazil55. Pair of trainers: tf r trainers???

MORE GENERAL..

56.Eating: nothing
57. Drinking: nothing
58. I’m about to: probably read or something
60. Want: to skip school tmm, and maybe the whole week
61. Get married: omg yes marriage is so magical
62. Career: probably graphic designer or something

WHICH IS BETTER..

63. Hugs or kisses: for friends hugs, for future hubbie both
64. Lips or eyes: eyes
65. Shorter or taller: dont really care
66. Older or younger: dont really care about tht either
67. Nice arms or stomach: tf kind of question is this XD                            

68. Sensitive or loud: well im usually loud so loud i guess                              

69. Hook up or relationship: relationship

70. Trouble maker or Hesitant: hesitant

HAVE YOU EVER…

71. Kissed a stranger: nope
72. Drank hard liquor: like i said before, no old enough for tht shit
73. Lost glasses/ contact lenses: yep, lost glasses once, but then i found them a couple of months later
74. Turned someone down: yep
75. Sex on first date: proud virgin
76. Broken someone’s heart: yeah… and felt bad doing it
77. Had your heart broken: HAHA YEP
78. Been arrested: Nope, too much of a goody two shoes
79. Cried when someone died: yep
80. Fallen for a friend: bitch u guessed it

DO YOU BELIEVE IN..

81. Yourself: yeah i guess
82. Miracles: yes :3
83. Love at first sight: yes
84. Santa Clause: nope, never did
85. Kiss on the first date: idek
86. Angels: *jung hoseok

OTHER..

87. Current best friend’s name: Maryam, Kawon, Alice, Diara, Madeline, Brianna, Gabe (idek about the last two cuz i havent actually gotten to do anything with them in a while so i dont even know if i can call them my BEST friends u know?… Im kinda just questioning my life rn)
88. Eye color: dark brown
89. Favorite movie: I dont watch movies tht often so im not sure

Alrighty then time for tags and shit

@cinnaminsuga-kookie @bang-tan @psychodra @shaybear456 @btssmutgalore

Have fun :)

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essahe  asked:

May I ask if you have any advice/tips for a novice builder in ts4? I find myself more often than not frustrated and shutting down the game because I seem to supersize things or make a box. I'm deeply sorry for bothering you with this. Thank you for sharing all your wonderful builds and cc with us and I hope you have an amazing day.

Building is quite unique in a way, as people don’t always do it the same. Some build by room, others build the facade and then add rooms later. I generally do both depending on what I want to achieve so I can see what I give you in the way of tips. There may be other ways, but this is the two I am comfortable with.

I will put it under a read more since it got long.

Keep reading

Lacey -

I have an idea for a request if there still open? What if reader along on some “business” to help and when things turn into a gunfight J gets a little to blinded by his psycho mode and accidentally shoots her? Maybe not killing her but somewhere that would seriously injure her? @snow-massacre

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“Finally!” i let out a grumble as I walk through the front door of my apartment. I throw my purse on the kitchen table and kick my shoes off. i make my way into the bathroom and I let my hair down from the bun it has been in all day, my hair falls down past my shoulders. I run my fingers on my scalp massaging the soreness away. I wiggle out of my clothes and throw them to the side. I turn the nozzle for he shower and wait for it to warm up. I take a long look at myself in the mirror. 
Bruises forming on my thighs, scratches on my shoulders and down my arms, the bruise on my stomach is starting to turn a dark purple.
I turn away from the damaged parts and look at my face.
My hair was a plain brown with the natural highlight of a lighter brown, i tousle my hair with my fingers. I can never style my hair and I was never the best with makeup. I was just a plain Jane kind of girl. I never draw much attention, i never cause drama, I never have the spotlight on me, I simply am just making my way through life, unnoticed. 

 I get in the shower, washing away the dirt and dust, the dried blood on my arms and legs. I let the water relax me, my muscles loosen under the hot water.

It’s getting late and I have to get up early to run my personal errands before heading into work. 

I grab a few ice packs, the normal routine, and crawl into bed with a heavy blanket to keep me warm. I place one ice packs slowly on my bruised stomach, I flinch at the freezing temperature on my skin but slowly lay it there, I put another a ice pack on the bruises on my legs. I move it around the bruises till it’s melted. I toss the ice packs on the floor and get as comfortable as I can. The night is quiet, I can hear sirens in the distance which is like Gothams personal lullaby. I close my eyes and let the sounds rock me to sleep. I know it will be a busy day at work tomorrow.


Morning comes far to quickly. I groan getting up, my body still sore for the previous nights work. The sun light shines through my beige curtains, I pick up the ice packs from the previous night and put them back in the freezer. I search the cabinets for a coffee cup, I fill it to the brim and take a slow sip.
I close my eyes and wish I could just sit at home all day. Curl up and read a nice book or two. My phone buzzes and my dream of staying home shatters to pieces. I pick my phone up off the night stand,

“Be here by 5pm.” -Michael

I let out a sigh and reply with an “Ok.”

That’s a little earlier than usual but its not like I can say no. I know I’ll have to change before work so I just throw on an oversized t-shirt and a pair of black leggings with some sandals to match. I pour my coffee in a to-go cup and grab my purse that’s was thrown on the table. I head out the door, lock it behind me and hurry my steps down the stairs. I walk to the garage behind the apartment complex, I take my keys out of my purse and hit the lock button to let the horn sound so I don’t have to search to hard. I walk up to the driver side and take a few looks around before unlocking my car, getting in the drives seat and locking myself inside the car with a quick, swift motion. I let out a deep breath and pull out of the garage.

it’s almost noon when I get to my first errand, traffic in Gotham is no joke. I park my car up front, I let a smile out as I close the car door behind me and smell the sweet smell of ammunition.
I’m greeted by the owners, Steven and Tim, and only the best of the best come here to buy or play.

“Hey, Lacey! How are you this morning?” Steven greets me with a smile as Tim just gives a head non.

“A little tired, just came by for a quick pick me up and for what I ordered. It’s in right?” I grin at them and pick up a large Ak-47 and start to walk to the back room.

“We got it here when you leave Lace.” He talks to my back and I nod my head back to him letting him know I heard him.

I slide behind the couple of people in the shooting range. I set up in my own booth, I load the clip and snap it in place, I smile at the noise.
I place the butt of the gun against my shoulder, I lightly place my finger on the trigger, I look to aim.
Adrenaline runs through me as I plum my finger back against the metal. My shoulder takes the kick but im accustomed to it, I unload the entire clip. I set the gun down on the counter in my booth and look up at the target, there is a large hole right in the middle. I feel much better and awake now. I grab the gun and make my way to the front desk.

“You never fail to impress Lacey.” Steven smiles as he takes the gun from me and puts a large black box in place of it. My eyes are gleaming as I look at the box.

“He is going to flip!” I squeal as I open it up.

“I can’t believe it’s been a year already.” Steven runs his hands down his face.

“You are getting old!” Tim chimes in with a laugh.

I let out a laugh with Tim, I lift the pistol in my hand and examine every detail.
The matte royal purple is flawless and covers the gun effortlessly, gold accents are placed throughout, the trigger is a gold J and it couldn’t be anymore perfect.

“Yep, I have made it, I survived a year!” I put the pistol back and close the case, “Maybe I’ll finally get to live a normal life?” I roll my eyes and laugh.

“You would be restless out of your mind!” Steven lets out a loud laugh, “I’ve known you since you were a little girl, always looking for the danger. Always wanting to be right in the middle of it.” He ends with a small laugh and a smile.

“Well I’ll probably see you guys in the morning!” I give them each a hug and walk out, they yell bye as I walk out the door.

Next stop, shoes. My job is like a game of dress up and ‘Surprise Bitches’. I’ll let the boss pick out everything, every little detail he can pick, but the shoes, those are mine.
I thought I wasn’t going to get the job when I told him that. It was a lot of bickering in the interview over shoes, which now is kind of funny. It took him a few days, but we came to the agreement.

I walk into an extravagant shoe store that has just opened up a few days ago so I figure I’ll give it my first look. The girls inside see me and I can tell they are talking and laughing at me.

“What’s a girl like that doing in a store like this?”
“Does she really think she can afford this store?”

The list goes on.
I walk up to the wall of shoes, a pair of black heels catch my eye. They wrap up to mid calf with a black ballet ribbon, the heel is about 5 inches, the black is like satin and they look sturdy. I reach up and grab them, size 7.5, perfect. I sit down on the bench and slide off my sandals and slip the shoe on. I lace the ribbon around my leg over my leggings, I tie it into a bow on the back of my leg. I stand and practice my walk, which doesn’t need practice.
I can hear the girls laughing at me,
I ignore them. I’ve grown immune to this kind of attention.
I sit back down and undo the shoe and place it in the bench. I get up to look for one more pair, it’s not hard to find. They are straight shining gold, 6 inch heel. I’m in love. I grab them and it’s also a 7.5. I take both pairs of shoes and head to the check out.
There are 3 girls talking about me right in front of me, I just flash them a smile.

“I’m ready to check out.” I place the shoes on the counter and reach in my purse for the card. I slide it on the counter.

“We need id.” One of the girls laugh.

“Oh! Duh!” I laugh, “Here.” I hand them my work card, on purpose.

‘Property of The Joker’

Is in big bold letters at the top with an i.d number at the bottom.

I can see the fear set over them, “Uh, yeah it’s ok. This is fine.” They won’t even look at me.

“Thanks.” I wink at the one girl who decided to make eye contact.

They ring everything up and hand me my bag.
There is no more laughing as I walk out of the door.
I check the time as I walk out of the store, t’s 4:30.
I tie my hair up in a bun once I get in my car and make my way to the bosses house.
Its a long drive from where I live, he lives on the outskirts of Gotham. I pull up the the front and Michael is there giving me a confused look.

“What are you doing here so early?” He questions as I step out of my car.

“I got a gift for the boss.” I smile and hold up the black case.
Michael is friendly but never shows it. He has to stay top guard at all times. I don’t think he ever sleeps.
He just nods for me to go in. I’m greeted by other guards. It’s strictly business, no hugs or high fives. I simply just smile and say “Hello” to everyone. I take a seat on the empty chair at the kitchen bar.

“Where’s the boss at?” I ask openly.

“Upstairs, office is open.” Michael replays.

I swear he sees and hears everything.
I smile at him and hop off the seat and run up the stairs skipping every other one, I catch my breath quickly and knock on the open door.

“Well, Hello Lacy.” He looks at hot gold watch, “You’re a little early, doll.” He stands up and turns a chair around for me to sit.
His green hair slicked back, almost never out of place. His pale skin somehow feels warm and inviting. His crystal blue eyes are part of what makes him so powerful. It’s almost hard to make eye contact and if you do, well good luck. His chest is always showing, the black ink from his tattoos against his skin is such a contrast, such a beautiful contrast of colors.

“I know.” I walk over to the chair and sit down, “Do you know why today is, boss?” My voice is full of excitement.

He pauses and looks at the case in my hand, “I can’t say that I do.” He trails off trying to remember what today is.

“My anniversary! For working for you!” I jump up, I know to never hug him, and hold the box out, “I got this for you, it’s just a thank you for keeping me on the team. I couldn’t ask for a better boss!” My smile is pure happiness.

He lets out a laugh, “I don’t think I have ever celebrated an anniversary of any kind.” He reaches for the case and opens it, “Lacey, this is spectacular, doll.” He looks at me and gives a huge grin, “I can’t wait to show off my new toy!” He exclaims and laughs.

“You’re welcome boss.” I smile at him, “I’m going to go get ready for the night. Thank you again for letting me show you I could do this job.” I smile and walk to my dressing room.

This is the ‘dress up’ part of my job. My dressing room is on the other side of his office. Every time I have to work I come in here and there is a full outfit hanging up in the closet, even the underwear. Nothing else is in the closet other than what I need to wear that night, except the shoes. 
I realized I forgot the shoes in my car and text Michael to run and get them, he is at my dressing room door in no more than 5 minutes.

“Thank you kind, sir.” I mock and giggle.

He gives me a ‘dad’ look that says ‘Enough.’ I roll my eyes and close the door.

Tonight we must be going somewhere, not so classy. The out fit is a very, very small red dress. The dress barley covers, well anything. It is a lot of leg and a lot of cleavage. I fight myself into the dress and decide to go with the gold heels. I always get to wear such gorgeous jewelry, tonight is a dainty chain necklace that has small diamonds all around, he also left square diamond earrings and a black leather bracelet that has the word ‘Daddy’ spelled out in diamonds. I laugh as I strap the bracelet on, it isn’t even surprising. 
I walk out and I get second glances from the guys, who I would think would be used to this by now. 

I walk over to the bathroom that is closet to the front of the house. Grace and Danielle are waiting in there for me, they love to get their hands on me for hair and makeup. 
It never fails, “Oh, Lacey if you just would put on some powder, girl, you could stop crowds. Some mascara too. You would have your boss on his knees!” they laugh and i just sit there waiting to get out of hell.
They try and teach me simple steps but i never try them. After a year of working with them I figured they would of taken the hint.

They give me a soft pink lip, some browns and golds for eyeshadow and a nice bronzed coverage. Grace does the hair and she gives me loose curls and pulls my hair out of my face and clips it in place. Its a must for this job to not have my hair flying in front of my eyes. 
I appreciate their work and it always looks amazing, i just don’t think its all necessary for everyday life.

“Thank you girls, like always.” I flash them a smile and walk out the door.

The boss is walking down the stairs, he is easy on the eyes, just not my type.
He runs his hands through his hair, he is wearing a burgundy shirt that is almost completely unbuttoned, he always wears his pants low on his hips and it is near impossible to not look him up and down a few times.

“Well, you look perfect as always, doll.” his voice rings in my ears as I come back to reality.

“You don’t look to bad yourself, J?” I laugh a little bit and question what name I should call him. 

“Tonight, J is perfect.” He holds his arm out for me and I link mine with his.

I have to get our identities straight with him, “And I am?”

”You are Katy.” he smiles at me, “It is an easy night, this man has done a lot of wrong to me, but there will be blood, doll.” He laughs

We walk up to a white car and Michael is in the driver seat, J opens the door for me and i get in holding the dress down as far as i can. He sits next to me and closes the door.

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The drives are never long, we pull up to a old house, there are 3 black cars parked out front. My heart rate increases and I shift in my seat with excitement.

“Calm down, doll.” J laughs, “I haven’t even told you your role yet.”

I sit back and look at him and bite the inside of my cheek out of embarrassment.

He continues with out plan, “He’s weak, just flirt with him, keep him distracted, he thinks I’m letting him have a night with my woman. I’ll give you a cue. You’ll know when to move out of the way. You won’t need to do much though.” He gives a full smile and looks me up and down.

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“Easy enough! I’m guessing I don’t get any protection though?” I ignore his last comment. Strictly business, sometimes he does make it hard to figure out where that line is though. I look at my dress, seeing there is no where to hide anything.

“Not in that dress.” He looks at Michael in the small mirror giving a cue.

We get out of the car and we start walking to the front door, linked arms and all. The rest of the guards are going all around the house, taking their spots.
J and I reach the front door, he gives me a ‘Go ahead’ look and I knock on the door. Like a switch in my mind, I get into character.

“Hellllloooo! Anyone home?” I push the door open.

A very large man was sitting behind a desk, he could barley fit in the chair. “Well, look what The Joker dragged along. A pretty little whore.” The big man laughs.
J squeezes my arm giving me the go ahead, so I do.

“All for you baby! I spent all night getting ready for you, so how about you take me out for a night on the town? Show me off a little?” I walk over to him and sit on the edge of the desk with my legs partly spread. I can see the sweat grow on his forehead. He places his hand in my knee.

“Not so fast! You got to pay for the merchandise.” Js voice rings out.

“Oh, you haven’t even paid the man!” I hop off the desk, “I’m not that easy baby.” I walk back over to J and hang on his shoulder.

“J how do I know she’s even your girl?” The big man laughs and his men join him, “She doesn’t seem like your type. I figured you’d have some class when you picked ya’ ladies!” The men with him laugh even more.

I walk back over to the man and he gets quiet, “How should I show you that I’m his girl?” I lean close to him and whisper. I put my hands on his shoulders and I walk behind him and run my hands down the front of his shirt, I dig my nails in his skin when I bring my hands back to his shoulder, I lean in close to his ear and whisper, “Would it prove I was his girl if I told you how he takes me in the bedroom?” I walk to the other side of him, “Or maybe if I showed you how he likes me on my knees?” I bite my lip getting close to his face, “How about if tell you how I scream his name when he fucks me?”

A shiver goes down the big man, he’s adjusting himself in his seat. He is repulsive. I start walking back over to J and his smile is huge, he gives me a wink and I wrap my arm around his waist standing next to him.

“Dee!” The big man shouts, “Give it to him.”

A man with a full ski mask comes forward and drops a bag on the floor in front of us, J gives a look to one of the guys and they rush to check it out, everything is clear. J grabs my arm from around his waist, and pushes me toward the man behind the desk.

“I’m all yours tonight daddy!” I sit on the big mans lap.
I can hear J growl from here and I shoot him a questionable look.

“Now would be a good time to get going doll.” He gives an upset grin.

I go to get up, I still have my hand on the mans shoulder so he doesn’t get the feeling I’m leaving him. J pulls his gun out quickly and the man grabs me to block the shot that hand rang out.

I close my eyes tight, and when I open them again the man that had used me as a shield is slumped over with a hole in his forehead. I am trying to look for a familiar face, I can’t fine one. Someone grabs my foot and pulls, I’m dragged off the chair and my body slams against the ground, I let out a scream as my spine and head hit the cement floor full force. I look down and it’s not one of our guys, i dig for any strength left in me. I lift my other leg and kick as hard as I can, my heel lands directly in his eye. I let out a scream of pain and I hit him, I try pulling my foot back and I can’t, it’s stuck in this mans face. Another scream of agony leaves my body and tears are flowing down my face, makeup is smeared all over. I reach my hand over my stomach and blood is all gushing out. Sounds are becoming hard to make out and I know thats not a good sign.

Finally a familiar face, J.
He looks livid.

My body feels cold and I keep my eyes closed trying to hold myself together.
J has picked me up and is carrying me somewhere, I know he is walking, maybe even running as the air is blowing in my face and I can feel my hair being brushing back with wind. I get laid down in the car, I can smell the leather that I am ruining with blood. I feel Js cool hand push hard on my stomach, I scream, Its a loud, deep scream. 

“How could you be so stupid?” 

I can hear Js voice and i think he is talking about himself, i want so bad to tell him it’s not his fault but I can’t speak. I have my jaw clenched, holding back the screams.

“How could you be such an idiot Lacey?!” he is yelling now.

“You knew the fucking code, I literally said it, I told you to move! Fuck!” 

He thinks this is my fault. He is blaming me. I can feel myself getting angry but I stop myself, I know I need to save my energy. For now.

“Lacey! I dont ask much of you! I really dont doll. I never thought when I asked you to act stupid you would take it till death!” He lets out a sigh and punches the seat.

“When I asked you to take this job as my ‘woman’ it was so simple. Just act, just fucking act. You knew how to fight as well, which was a plus, i didn’t have to take care of you, but that obviously didn’t register tonight, did it?” He sighs loud.

“And now look, I have to fucking take care of you!”

I can’t believe what I am hearing. I can’t help but cry, after a year of putting myself on the line for this guy, after a year of dressing all these different ways, a year of killing men, a year of pretending to be his ‘woman’ to make his job easier, a year of coming home late and icing all the bruises, a year of all this and he shoots me and I get the blame.
i can feel my heart start to break, i cared about J, after a year of working for someone who is constantly charming, intriguing and even sweet at times, its hard to not catch any feeling towards him. I didn’t love him, but I did care for him.
That feeling was obviously not mutual.

We pull up to the hospital and I am carried in and a doctor is there right away taking me back into the abyss of the hospital.

I look back at J one more time.

He is punching a wall, a few nurses are trying to pull him back, he pushes them off him and slumps to the ground.



This is just part 1, loves.
This was actually really hard for me to do. 
Because it wasn’t my idea, it wasn’t something my brain came up with I
hard time bringing it to life and creating the scenario and the actual story part. 

I also have a hard time writing short fucking stories
I am sorry about that.

KUDOS TO PEOPLE WHO WRITE REQUESTS.

(please do not murder me if this is not good)

the US national womens soccer team au
  • shaw’s parents always knew that their daughter was beyond gifted in soccer
  • she’s been kicking around a soccer ball since she could walk
  • always so dedicated to practices
  • watching all the world cups and olympic games
  • so when she’s recruited for the youth team it’s no surprise
  • shaw is a force to be reckoned with and everyone on her team knows it
  • she’s the quickest striker that the youth teams have ever seen
  • her runs are something that even Alex Morgan would be jealous of
  • she leads her team to victories year after year
  • so no one was even shocked to find out the US women’s national team called shaw up
  • she was only 17
  • the youngest to be called up since Mallory Pugh
  • shaw is a game changer
  • she’s a deadly forward
  • she’s like a hurricane cutting through the defense and launching the ball into the back of the net
  • she’s so short that its hard to believe she can win headers
  • she has some serious leg muscles
  • she can jump higher than any of her opponents
  • the opposing teams always get pissed off because shaw always jumps in front of them to head the ball away
  • i’ts an utter disaster to nutmeg the ball around her
  • she can always strip the ball away from anyone and fake out the whole defense backline
  • she’s 22 when there’s retirements after retirements
  • sure shaw is gonna miss her teammates and friends but she’s more worried about the teams winning streak
  • younger players are inexperienced and fold under pressure or they try to show off too much
  • technically shaw is a young player but she’s been with the team for 6 years she’s a veteran in the public’s eye
  • the only other veteran players are mallory, lindsey, morgan, emily and steph 
  • there’s a lot of spaces that need to be filled and shaw is not excited for it
  • surprisingly the new members are actually really good and their first game with them goes extremely well
  • sure it was only a friendly but 6-0 is still an amazing win
  • from then on this team continues to improve and shaw can see the world cup in the bag
  • dani silva is a new forward with shaw
  • she works wide and can strike from very odd angles
  • unlike shaw she is a quiet striker
  • she’ll get stray balls or slip right by the defender and boom
  • another point for them
  • joss, brooks, frankie and anna are the new terrifying backline of defense
  • joss is their center back and that woman alone is a brick wall
  • she can also work midfield if needed
  • hell that woman can literally play anywhere
  • kellie lin is the new goaliee
  • honestly nothing about her screams goal keeper
  • she’s all thin and much more built for midfeild
  • but /damn/
  • she can jump and stretch and literally block any shot
  • shaw is still having a hard time scoring a goal on her
  • shaw respects kellie
  • zoe, harper and root are the hardworking midfielders
  • harper and root are the wings 
  • they know exactly where to send the ball so either shaw or dani can get it and score
  • root knows that shaw likes a serve over her head in the center
  • harper knows that dani would rather have the ball outside and just right behind her feet
  • dani can stop on the dime with the ball
  • unlike their opponents
  • harper and dani have this connection that is something beautiful
  • shaw and root’s connection is something even the public can’t deny
  • zoe holds down the middle and commands her team where to go
  • she always makes the best calls and knows how to set the right pace for them
  • root almost has some eerie six sense
  • she can always predict where a player is gonna pass and she intercepts the ball with ease
  • she’s the only one who can keep up with shaw
  • those long limbs can carry her up and down the field with ease
  • every goal shaw makes for the next 12 games is because of root
  • anytime root has the ball shaw is at the other end of it
  • you can bet root is the first one to hug shaw after a goal
  • one time dani made a goal and root still went to hug shaw first
  • “the hell root?! I didn’t even touch the ball”
  • “this is for looking so cute in your uniform”
  • shaw rolls her eyes but she lowkey likes when root says dumb shit like this
  • it gives her an odd feeling in her chest
  • it’s faint but it’s there
  • these games leading up to the world cup will be something interesting
how i think the boys would be as parents

magcon addition. if you feel like the term “don’t tell your momma” is being repeated its bc it is. this is my first preference thingy so bare with me here.

includes: Cameron, Nash, Matt, Carter, Taylor, and the Jacks

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Cameron: I feel like he would extra caring. You’d be on bed rest as your pregnancy got further and further along. You felt so bad for Cam like he’d have to chase after your 4 year old all day and somehow manage to cook and clean for them both. All you could hear was your little boy, Casen, yelling and his little footsteps echoing in the hall. “Casen Evan! Your mom doesn’t like it when you run! Please don’t!” Cam screamed after him. You laughed and got up, waddling your way to the door. You opened it and looked out slowly. Casen was naked and food was all over everywhere. You came out and picked up everything real quick, “Cameron, baby,” “YN! Get your cute little ass back in that bed! I got this!” he ran up the stairs and swooped you up and laid you down kissing you softly. “I can do this babe.” he smiled. “I believe in you, baby, but Casen doesn’t, and if i’m not mistaken thats the back door opening.” you laughed as Cameron ran out “Casen Evan Dallas!! Get back in here!”

Nash: He’d be that cool dad that everyone would want. Your little 7 year old was having his very first sleepover party with his friends from school. “No girls allowed, mommy! Girls are nasty.” he said pushing you out of the way when you answered the door for his friends. His friends moms laughed as you introduced everyone. Nash took Noah and his friends to the backyard where laughter and failed tent attempts was all that could have been heard. “Snacks, anyone??” you came out leaning against the door. Nash hurried and jumped up retrieved the snacks and gave you a quick kiss before shutting you back in the house. You shook your head with a laugh. Eventually, you headed off to sleep with Nash watching over the boys. You got up around 6 to head off for work when you see Nash and a huddle of 7 year olds playing violent video games surrended by sugary snacks and red bulls. “Noah, whatever you do, don’t tell your mother about this, she’d kick my ass.” they all laughed. “Consider it done, Hamilton.” you glared at him walking over to the door. “Ooohhh!!” Noah and his friends laughed.

Matt: He’d be so caring omfg and  he’d just love you while you’re in your mother mode. You would be cleaning up the kitchen after cooking dinner while Matt puts your baby girl to sleep. He’d sneak by down the stairs watching you with a smile on his face. “What are you smiling at, Matthew?” you look at him confused. “My beautiful wife.” he said sweetly and walked to you and kissed you sweetly. You smiled. “Aw, i love you babe” he sat you up on your newly washed counters and kissed you hands on your thighs. “Mm, Matthew Lee what do you think you’re doing??” you hummed playing with the back of his hair. He smirked against your neck “Fucking my beautiful wife on the counters she’d just cleaned.” a blush crept onto your cheeks “Matthew! Isabel will wake up… No..” he kissed you again “Too late, it’s happening now, deal with it.” he kissed you again, just as he hands slid up your shirt Isabel started crying. You smiled as did he “Get used to it, Espinosa, this is our life for a couple years.” “And I wouldn’t have it any other way.” he smiled big and headed up to Isabel’s room.

Taylor:  He would be a little careless, he wanted his children to have a fun life. He’d be their best friend, because he knew how hard life could be“Don’t tell your mother about this, Michael, or so help us god..” Taylor spoke down to your 12 year old son. “Don’t tell me what??” you spoke rounding the corner. “Oh shit.. Nothing babe.” he smiled. “Yeah, mom, i’m a good kid, you know this.” Michael smiled at you, looking just like his dad. “No you aren’t, you’re Taylor Caniff’s son, now what did you two do??” you looked between them both. Michael looked up to Taylor and he shook his head no. You glared at Michael, “Tell me or you’re grounded for a week with no electronics.” “Mom! Dad!” he looked up at Taylor. “1..2..” you started “Okay! Dad let me drive the Corvette around! He even let me push 90!” Michael confessed in a hurry. You raised an eyebrow. “You’re fucking dead, Caniff.” you said glaring at them both. “Which one?” questioned Michael looking between you and Taylor, “Both.” you gave them both the best evil mom glare you could. “Son, run.” Taylor said as they both took off running.

Carter:  He’d get anything and everything his little princess could ever want. Matching outfits, shoes, beanies, everything. It’s not like she needed it, they were twins already. “Babe! Look what Elowyn did today!” he brought her in there and laid her flat on the ground, she grunted a few times and eventually rolled over. “Awwww! My little baby is growing up so fast!” you cooed and scooped her up and hugged her tight. She pulled on your hair and turned around to her dad and smiled at him blowing spit bubbles. “She’s such a daddy’s girl. Its not fair.” you laughed and pouted handing her over to Carter. “Yeah, just like her momma, daddy’s girl.” he smirked and slapped your ass. You gasped “Carter!” he laughed and smirked. 

Jack J:  His little princess would be just like him. In every way. And god, did Johnson love it. “Momma! I made a friend today! Her name is Grace too!!” your little girl, Grace ran up to you and hugged you after coming home from school. “Hm, sounds like her dad huh? Making friends with her same name..” Jack spoke up hanging her bookbag in the door way. “Shut it, Jack. Tell me all about her, hon.” you picked her up and took her to the kitchen fixing her lunch. Johnson walked up and took her, “I love my girls, you two mean the world to me.” he smiled ad kissed Grace’s forehead and your lips, he whispered in your ear “Since Grace is my mini-me, after she’s asleep we can start working on making you a mini-me.” he kissed your ear and then walked off with Grace, “Hey, lets call uncle Jack and he can come and get you and you can tell him all about your new friend Grace!” they both cheered and you bit your lip excited for what will come.

Jack G: He’d be that dad that would be overprotective yet melt when its just him and his princess around. His little girl, Finnley, had him wrapped around her little finger and she knows it. You had sent him out to pick up some basic milk and eggs and he came back with 4 new dresses and 3 bags of candy with a giggling Finnley on his back. “Jack! What’s all this?” he sighed “I just can’t say no to her, babe.. She’s my little Princess.” he smiles sweetly and sets all the stuff down, including Finnley. “If she’s your princess, does that make me your queen?” you said biting your lip a little. “Of course, baby.” he walked over to you and kissed your neck and whispered seductively in your ear “My sexy ass queen that i’m gonna make scream later.” you gasped a little. “Hey, Fin, you wanna go have a play date with Uncle Jack and little Gracie??” you called out while Jack kissed your neck one last time “YEAAHH!” she yelled. “I even got new princess dresses!” she screamed throwing the bags around looking for them. 

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hope you enjoyed, i tried really hard on these. 

Hardly Working

This is just a bit of silly fluff, written because I was having a really shitty week.

He was surprised as his co-worker slid into the booth across from him, smile as bright as ever.

“Isn’t your break in 30?” he asked after swallowing another delicious chunk of bread, meat, cheese, veggies, and sauce. He might loathe his job, but even Soul had to admit that Between the Loaf made a mean sandwich, especially when he got to make his own; scoff though he did at the title Sandwich Artist, that he was one in truth was undeniable.

“Marie said we could take it together as long as we go to help if there’s a rush. Figured it would be nice to have company.” Maka took a bite of her own sandwich after explaining, clearly pleased with this development.

She couldn’t possibly be more pleased than he was–Maka was the only thing that kept him from quitting this steaming turd of a job, and any time with her was time well spent. He’d take 30 minutes scarfing down a sandwich across from her over doing just about anything else.

“So how are you anyway? It’s been awhile since I saw you.”

“Awhile?” She laughed, pigtails swinging as she shook her head. “Soul, it’s been two days–which we both had off.”

Okay, so it only felt like an eternity to him, loser that he was.

“Do anything cool?” he asked, trying to make the save.

Maka shrugged slightly as she chewed another bite of what looked like seafood salad loaded with veggies. “Not really. When I’m not working or in class, I’m studying. Though Tsu did drag me to some gross club last night.” She made a face at that, endearingly childish.

“Gross?” He managed between bites, trying and failing not to picture his coworker in skimpy club gear. The fact that shiny skimpy spangles wouldn’t suit her at all didn’t make the idea of her showing that much skin at least a little appealing.

“What else would you call a bunch of half dressed, wasted strangers grinding all up on each other? One of them actually asked me out, can you believe that?”

While he shook his head no, he could well believe it, his heart tremoring at the idea she might have accepted. “Wha’d you say?” He managed.

“I said of course, I’d love for you to buy me dinner with the expectation that I’ll have sex with you later.” He nearly choked on his sandwich, and she rolled her eyes. “Don’t be absurd, Soul, what did you think I’d say? I told him to shove off.”

“Of course.” He sucked down soda to wash down the too large chunk he’d just swallowed.

“You do anything fun?” she asked after another bite of sandwich, another swipe at her chips.

Soul responded with a shrug. “Played some video games with Star, got dragged to one of my brother’s stupid concerts, got lectured about my wasted potential, same as usual.”

“Lots of people take a year off–better to sort things out, you know? Sorry they keep being assholes.”

Another shrug. Maka always looked at things objectively, even if she wouldn’t make the same choice. She would never drop out, even temporarily. But she didn’t judge him for it, either, and having someone who got it helped. Wes tried too hard to play middle man, but Maka? They may have only known each other for a year, but Maka was unfailingly on his side.

“’S okay,” he finally grunted after he was done chewing. “Anyway, glad Tsu dragged you out. You study too much. It’s unnatural.”

The face she made, a distasteful pout, had him laughing. She was good at that. “Well, if I want to get into a good grad program, I have to make the grades. And anyway, I have better things to do with my free time than grinding with complete strangers at some flesh market.”

“Such as?” He raised two skeptical eyebrows.

“Oh, I don’t know–mayyyyybe–go to a movie–Friday night–with my favorite coworker?”

He nearly choked on his sandwich again. “You–have a date?”

With–with who, though? Who was her favorite coworker? She hadn’t asked him, so was it Ox? Harvar? Kilik? Shit, Kilik was pretty smooth…

“Well, no,” she admitted with a shy smile. “More like I’m trying to set one. With you. You know, since you seem so concerned about my social life.”

He gaped at her like a landbound fish, too stunned to do more than work his mouth up and down. She was–she was asking him out? Him?

“Or if you’re busy, or don’t want to or whatever, I understand,” she quickly added. “I mean, I had thought–” she shook her head “–well, it doesn’t really matter what I thought, it was stu–”

“Wait,” he interrupted her word vomit because shit, she thought he was rejecting her?

Not in this lifetime.

“I’d–I’d love to go on a date with you. I can pick you up at 6 and we can have dinner even. If–I mean–”

“Dinner sounds great!” Her smile was so bright he couldn’t even care that he was going to have to skip out on one of Wes’ concerts and catch hell from his parents in the process. “You can pick the movie if you’d like, and–ah!” Her eyes moved to the counter. “I think Marie might need help!” She got up quickly, wrapping up her mostly eaten sandwich and scooping up her tray. “Finish your food, I got this. We can work out the details later!” she added over her shoulder as she hurried behind the counter.

Soul hurriedly finished his, still in a daze.

Yeah, he hated this job, but he loved this job because it had just scored him the grand prize–a date with the girl he’d been crushing on for months.

Their first date included dinner at Death by Pasta and the cheesiest romcom in theaters. It wasn’t their last, and when, years later, they held their rehearsal dinner at Between the Loaf courtesy of Marie, Soul fondly remembered his time there, lost and working for minimum wage, as the best job he’d ever had.

Heartless Chapter 6

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chapter 6:

“I scraped my knees while I was praying
And found a demon in my safest haven
Seems like it’s getting harder to believe in anything
Than just to get lost in all my selfish thoughts.”- Paramore

*****

“Are you going to hurt me?”

I whisper as his grip on me tightens, his lips descending against mine. He lays back in my bed before he guides me to straddle him.

“Why would I do that love? Why would I harm you?”

He growls this before kissing me again. He may not be saying anything, but all I could feel was danger radiating off of him. I could feel his anger, his torment… it existed behind his every touch. I hoped it wasn’t me who made him feel this way, but I couldn’t help but feel like it was.

“I can sense when you’re angry Peter… Have I done something?”

I whimper this once his lips move from mine, his gaze is on me. His eyes study me as though it’s the first time he’s ever seen me. I can tell he’s debating something… a plan probably. There is a kindness in his smile, but the burning desire tells me another story.. He was hiding something…My only hope is that its not something awful.

“You haven’t done a thing…”

He whispers as his hands trail up the thighs that are on either side of him as he lays in my bed. His focus is on me, and how low my nightdress seems to hang. His tongue dances over his lips for a second before he murmurs.

“…You’ve done everything perfectly right. You did as I told you. You my sweet, sweet girl, have played the game flawlessly.”

I nod wordlessly as his hands make their way under my nightdress.

“Then why are you acting so cold? I only wanted to know the truth Peter… I should know the truth.”

He gives me a playful smirk before nodding.

“Of course you had the right to know… But that doesn’t mean I wanted you to know.”

I look at him unsure of how I should reply to him. When he says this I know instantly that this was the very thing he was keeping from me. The very thing he spent the night distracting me from.

“Then why tell me? Why waste the time on me? The energy of telling me the things you want hidden from me.”

I ask him this without any emotion as he lifts his head from my pillow. His face inches from mine… those lips tauntingly flawless. He smiles as though he knows something I don’t.

“You’re not getting it…”

He pauses throwing me a quick glance.

“… Since we first met, all those years ago, you’ve been the only one who can make me do the things I don’t want to do.”

I run my hands along his shirtless torso and breathe in slow, steady breaths. I can feel the tension building… the lust becoming more prominent as my hands travel his skin.

“How is that possible? Peter Pan never does what he doesn’t want to.”

I whisper this as the muscles of his torso tense under my touch, a dark chuckle passes his lips.

“Because I love you.”

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