Erg races are wild. Everyone is screaming and cheering. You’ve got people all over the floor in various stages of death. Coaches and coxswains are carrying people away from the ergs so the next race can start. The concession stand sells cliff bars. There’s a giant guy literally cuddling a trash can. The race officials keep walking by to put the can back by the ergs, but none of them can bring themselves to take the trash can away from the poor guy. His cox keeps promising that he is in fact okay. There’s t-shirts for sale to commemorate the event. Everyone is high on pain/adrenaline/endorphins/shock bloks by the end of it. Good times man.
At least we didn’t have to send anyone to the hospital this year…
@blue-child-obsession-expert asked: Je ne parlez pas part 2 please! I just found it and it was awesome and I would love to continue reading it. Thank you!
A/N: I highly suggest reading the first part of this to fully understand what’s happening. I’m thinking like maybe one or two parts more??? I’m sorry for my bs work, I just really want to write some holiday fics so I can get them out in time and queue them up. Part One right here!
Word Count: 2427 ((GOD BLESS SOMETHING LESS THAN 4000 WORDS))
TW: badly translated french ((if anything is blatantly wrong let me know im just a beginning french student)), swearing, nakedness, yelling, stealing.
Pairing: Lafayette x Reader
Here you were:
An immigrant who couldn’t speak english falling in love with best friend of the man you had just stole from, being hugged to his chest like you were oxygen in a room full of water.
It took over ten hours in surgery to fix the
damage that piping and beam did to Cas.
Ten hours of not knowing if he was alright or not, if he would make it
or not. But when the nurse came in and
said he would make a full recovery, that they were putting him in a room and
you could see him soon, you wept with joy.
So did everyone else.
Dean had been up and about for the past few
hours. He gave his account to what had
happened in the building. It amazed you
how it seemed all was fine until the building just gave out. You did go and see Dean for a few minutes
while you waited for Cas to get situated.
Dean was his best friend and you knew he would want to know how he was
Dean said with a hazy voice. They
had him on some powerful pain meds, made him a bit loopy.
Request: I really like the just to see you smile series. and you said request away. hah I want to read more, but I think for the next couple parts it’d be cool to just skip forward to when she’s like 18-20, when she can be with Crowley. I love it all, btw. very nice, very nice. (justcallmeyourgoddess)
A/N + Warnings: I made myself cry at the end. That’s a good sign, right? So yes… angst is ahead. There is also the mention of an abusive relationship. (P.S. I’m already planning another part. Oh, yeah, and it will be angsty, too. I love angst, if you can’t already tell. P.P.S. While I was searching for names of demons for a good second-in-command for Crowley, the light of my lamp flickered. I was positively freaked until I remembered that because I am an SPN fan, I know that I can get salt and iron and can google the words for an exorcism.)
Crowley looked up from his desk to find his boss (yes, his boss) standing in the doorway. Mr. Wazowski was an older man, tall, greying, in his late 50s, but he was also one of the kindest souls that Crowley had ever known in his long liftetime.
He had met the head of the firm back when he had started as a lowly tech assistant (a sore lesson in humility). He had been introduced to Michael Wazowski as Fergus MacLeod (yes, he had taken on his old human name) back then. That job hadn’t lasted long as Crowley had soon been promoted. Then he was promoted again, and then another time, and now Mr. Wazowski was the only person higher on the chain, so to speak, than him.
“Come in,” Crowley greeted his friend of three years now. “I was just about to start packing up.”
“For your extended vacation… right. I almost forgot. It’s been so long since you’ve taken a break, so you definitely deserve it. I have to admit, though, it’s going to be hard to remember how to do everything myself again,” Michael said warmly, coming into the room and sitting on the chair in front of Crowley’s desk.
“Well, I’ve never really had the need to take a break,” Crowley admitted, though he chose his words carefully. Even though he liked Michael, he couldn’t tell the man everything about him or his past. “But I’ve planning to see some friends of the family for a while, and while things are going well, I thought I’d take advantage of the opportunity.” He zippered up his briefcase. “But you have my number in case there is an emergency. Is there anything before I leave?”
LimeNJelly eyes are the worst. He makes no effort to improve his craft but flies off the handle if someone has any criticisms of his work. He whines and bitches how people are stealing his designs and sales format. Yeah, okay. He can pride himself on the price (I guess), but that is literally all he has going for him. I wouldn’t want his eyes, even if they were free.
today is my birthday & i’m riding high (i’m little but i’m coming for the crown)
[Fool’s Gold Chapter 13 deleted scenes, or the one where Laura & Carmilla & Papa Hollis are all just kind of happy about Laura being 16. & wish her mom could be there to see it.
turnandchasethewind & felixdawkins ask me to do these for fun. i did not come up with hsau. i am not interjecting my own issues into these fics. i make no money from these. i do not encroach on the timeline nor advance the narrative. they tell me which scenes to put in. i add little details. the scenes are canon. // ao3.]
today is my birthday & i’m riding high (i’m little but i’m coming for the crown)
hair is dripping, hiding that i’m terrified / but this is summer, playing dumber than in fall / everything i say falls right back / Into everything i’m not / In the swing of things / but what i really mean is / not in the swing of things yet —lorde, ‘still sane’
You wake up with your face buried in Carmilla’s hair, which, despite the fact that she got ice spilled on her, smells amazing. You smile for a few seconds at her easy, peaceful breaths, but then you sigh and gently untangle yourself from her, and you look at your phone. It’s 8:42 am, which really isn’t that early, and so you know your dad is already awake. You smile—it’s your sixteenth birthday, and the two people you care about the most in the world are here to spend it with you, and that’s really cool, all things considered.
Nguyen excels in part, also because he keeps the best of company where he trains in Toronto: world and Olympic champion Yuzuru Hanyu of Japan and European champion Javier Fernandez of Spain. If you liked Hanyu before, better see him this year. Orser says he has two new programs and he’s never seen anything so beautiful in his life. ( And he’s seen a lot.)
Hanyu is taking an early season break from competing after developing pain in his lower back. He pulled out of Finlandia Trophy a week ago. Orser says it’s more of a preventative measure than anything. “It’s for safety,” he said. “We don’t want to rush too much. We want to make sure he’s in top form at the right time of year.”
Orser says he believes that Hanyu really needed to have a little bit more time off than he did over the summer, what with his many obligations as Olympic champion. Hanyu honours them all. He’s done many shows. And he’s done some wild and crazy jump combinations when he’s been at the Japanese shows. “At these Japanese shows, they all take turns and show off for each other,” Orser said.
And Hanyu isn’t one for backing down from a challenge. “He gets so wound up and so enthusiastic, I wish I could just bottle that,” Orser said.
He spent only two or three weeks in Toronto over the summer, but he’s been training there for the past three weeks. For the first time, Shae-Lynn Bourne has choreographed a routine for Hanyu – and it is his free skate. He’ll skate to Phantom of the Opera and lest you think it’s been overdone by many skaters, well, they haven’t been Bourne’s creations.
Orser first saw the skeleton of the program in May and it created no goosebumps. But a month ago, Hanyu got together with Bourne again to focus on choreographer and Orser was astonished at what came out of those sessions. “It was unbelievable,” he said. “It was all the stuff I knew that Shae-Lynn could do.”
Hanyu is often skeptical, and holds back when he works with someone new, Orser said. But there was a time when he suddenly started to trust Bourne. And it works.
Jeff Buttle created the short program for Hanyu, choosing Chopin Ballade No. 1. Buttle sent Orser the music and he loved it. “Okay, but you’ll need to do a sale pitch with Hanyu,” he told Buttle.
But Hanyu loved it too. Buttle’s touch is apparent in the choreography, too. Hanyu stands for 14 seconds at the beginning of the routine with his eyes closed. They his eyes open and “it just goes,” Orser said.
Stay tuned for Hanyu magic at Cup of China and NHK Trophy. Nguyen and Hanyu will attend Cup of China together. You won’t catch Orser at home much this fall. He has trips to five of the six Grand Prix events.