her ear

(closed rp) mommy

This was hearts first time to the ranch. She did not know anyone there. She purple eyes darted everywhere. She red fox tail hung down and her red fox ears twitched at every sound. She was scared and did not know how anyone whould react to her

Trust No One

Originally posted by sosjimin

Pairing: Jimin x Reader

Genre: Smuuuut

Word Count: 1.6k (This was supposed to be a drabble.. oOPSies)


-Admin Sonsee

“Trust no one tonight.”

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The oddly pink, Gardevoir looking pokemon gazes out into the rain, the egg clutched close to her chest as she does her best to keep it warm. She lightly shivered from the wet breeze that blew into the gazebo she took shelter in as she sighed, at this rate it was going to be a long night. She didn’t dare risk tring to brave the storm home, the rain was falling do harshly she could barely see in front of her, she couldn’t risk the egg freezing, not with everything she’d just gone through.

It was the faint thump of something approaching that caused her feathered ears to perk. Startled and with a small gasp she turned her head to see who’d found their way to her sheltered hiding spot

“Who’s there?”



She pulled back as far as she could without disturbing his hold; he let her go, just a bit, and dropped his chin to his chest to catch and keep her eyes. “Only,” he said, answering her unspoken question, “it feels like everything’s awful, doesn’t it? Like we’re all going to Hell in a handbasket. But it’s not actually true, I don’t think.”

“Why not?”

The tips of his fingers brushed against her cheek before tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. “At the very least, I’ve still got you. And that’s worth celebrating.”

If Jemma closed her eyes, the headlines from the last few weeks whirled around her, snapping apart every so often to reveal one of the sad-eyed refugees or the terrible weapons from the schematics papering Fitz’s desk. And yet despite that, her fluttering gladness refused to be still, waking new every morning and coming to rest in his arms every night. Someday, Jemma thought, she might learn how to let the feelings inflating her heart spill out into words as well as Fitz did. In the meantime, she tipped her forehead against his and smiled, knowing without looking he was doing the same. “It certainly is,” she said quietly.

After six months, the mystery is solved and our erstwhile detectives are at peace. Read the gratuitous victory lap on Ao3!


The Jane Austen Book Club by Karen Joy Fowler

Rating: ★★★☆☆


In California’s central valley, five women and one man join to discuss Jane Austen’s novels. Over the six months they get together, marriages are tested, affairs begin, unsuitable arrangements become suitable, and love happens. With her eye for the frailties of human behavior and her ear for the absurdities of social intercourse, Karen Joy Fowler has never been wittier nor her characters more appealing. The result is a delicious dissection of modern relationships.

Dedicated Austenites will delight in unearthing the echoes of Austen that run through the novel, but most readers will simply enjoy the vision and voice that, despite two centuries of separation, unite two great writers of brilliant social comedy.


This is not really YA, but I decided to review it anyway. I have been listening to lots of audiobooks recently and have been working my way through my mother’s Audible library. It has given me the opportunity to try more genres and has made me step out of my YA comfort zone. And I dare say I have really enjoyed it. I still love YA best, but I now feel more open to trying different kinds of books. I challenge all of you to have a rummage through the book collection of a loved one! You might just find a new favourite that you would never have thought of trying otherwise.

Back to the review. As the synopsis states this book focuses on a group of six people. Six very different and mismatched people, I might add. They have very little in common, except for a love of Austen. Each of these six characters represent one of the six Austen novels (Pride and Prejudice, Sense and Sensibility, Emma, Northanger Abby, Mansfield Park, and Persuasion). It is much easier to pick up on these hints if you are familiar with the originals. I have only read four of Austen’s novels, but this book has made me eager to read them all. You can of course read this book if you have never read a word Jane Austen has written in your whole life, but a fan of Austen can enjoy this book on a whole different level.

The story itself is very sweet and quirky, if somewhat mellow. There are funny parts, but I would not call it gripping. I would define it as a light read. My favourite part of the storytelling is that it is narrated by the We of the whole book circle. The story alternates focus between the six characters, but there is always comments from the We interspersed. I don’t think I have ever read a book with this kind of narrative technique, and I found it very interesting. Literary wise, this book cannot claim to be on par with any of the Austen novels, and it ought not to be compared to them. It was, however, a very enjoyable read. It is actually kind of Jane Austen fanfiction, if you think about it. If you like any of Jane Austen’s novels or if you are looking for a pleasant, light-hearted read to curl up with this winter, this could be the book for you.

//Love from L

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The Abandoned home. (greeter)


Karla having been bored decided to search outside the somewhat derelict city. She was surprised to find some old mansion just outside the outer reaches of the city, and slowly began to look about. The Rabbit herself didn’t see much about so slowly went to the porch of the old place and took a seat to admire the view. She then began to question why it was out here, better yet why was there no fence or pathway to the building, not even a faded one was in sight. The poor lady of a bunny was so deep in thought one could walk over and play with her ears if they so desired with no reaction, if they didn’t talk that is.

I don’t know what that thing on her ear is for. 🤔😂
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Cordelia pet her hair down nervously as she stared at the door in front of her. She had decided to straighten it today, though unfortunately there was one curl left by her ear that she simply couldn’t straighten.

She took one large breath as she held something behind her back before knocking, her face a dark red. She was tempted to just run, but firmly planted her feet in place.

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clary could feel the beads of sweat forming on her forehead. another knock down by lucas. lifting her hand, she took the help from the fellow shadowhunter and stood up from the ground. with the angel blade in her hand, she took her stance again. eyes narrowed in determination as she let out a deep breath. concentrate. watch every move of your enemy. that’s what she was taught. she was taken by surprise when luca walked around her and pressed up flush against her back. “like this, clary.” he spoke in a low tone. his hands took hers and wrapped them around the handle of the blade. he led her arms in swift motions, mimicking what he had previously tried to teach her. “you have to work with your blade, not against.” he whispered in her ear. the redhead nodded, keeping her eyes firmly on the movements. she willed herself to learn how fight. it was needed with the army that valentine was building. “i think i got it.”

harkwhothink  asked:

“Do you need a hug? You look like you need a hug.”

Remus smiled softly, then looked at the scuffed floor in his dingy house, Juliet had come to visit him, when the news of his sacking had reached her ears. He wasn’t upset..Disappointed yes, but not upset..It was bound to happen sooner or later, and after the stunt Sirius pulled, he should be happy that the outcome wasn’t worse. Beside he knew Severus wasn’t going to let this one go, not after all they did.

He looked up and smiled at Juliet, “A hug would be lovely..” He said quietly extended his arms to the girl, despite the stiffness of his joints from the aftermath of his transformation.


“Santa Claus is a fraud, little girl!” Isaac jeered, shrugging his shoulders as an appalled mother covered her kid’s ears as they passed. “Oh c’mon. Like you didn’t know? Shame on you for being a liar, mom,” he scoffed. This whole Claus’s house setup at the Winter Wonderland event was stupid in his opinion. Ruining it for impressionable kids seemed fitting.

Dracula’s brides Ch. 8 - SHALASKA - Frida and Wick

A/N: As promised, and hopefully right on time, the vampire children are back and there’s a small family reunion in this; though it is not a pleasant one. Shit’s going to hit the fan…

Like usual, Frida wrote the outline and I beta'ed it, edited it and added details! We sincerely hope you guys like!! How fast you’ll get the next chapter depends on the feedback ;) xoxo Wick

TW: none apply

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okay but imagine jake and amy are chasing down a bad guy and they split up to surround him but then

amy hears a shot

and she rounds the corner and there jake is, bleeding from his right shoulder, on the verge of unconsciousness

amy calls for an ambulance then presses her hands down on his bullet wound to stop the bleeding

and, just before he falls unconscious, jake motions for amy to bring her ear closer to his mouth so he can tell her something

and he says

“mmm whatcha say”