horizon in the middle of nowhere

horizon zero dawn // inspired starters

❛ you know what? when we met, i thought i was a big shot talking to a pretty girl hidden away in the middle of nowhere. ❜   
❛ try not to forget about me while you’re out there changing the world. ❜  
❛ i’m already under some heavy divine pressure. but i’ll try to live up to it. ❜  
❛ after all that’s happened, all you’ve done…i feel like i should drop to your knees and worship you. ❜
❛ for you sake, i must go where you will never find me. this is goodbye. ❜  

❛ i’ll always have a minute for you. maybe even two. ❜  
❛ i knew there was something about you. hammered from the stuff they make leaders out of. ❜  
❛ he’s smiling at us. ❜  

❛ i remember yelling that i didn’t care. ❜  
❛ you have to use your smarts to count for something, to serve life, not death. ❜  
❛ if you had had a child, what would you have wished for him or her? ❜  
❛ do you really not hear how ridiculous that sounds?  ❜  
❛ confidence is quiet. you’re not.  ❜  

❛ ha. it was just an instant, but i knew. i knew we’d be forever. ❜  
❛ i’ve done all i can. from here on out, the rest is up to you. ❜  
❛ there’s so much more to discover before the world ends.   ❜  
❛ the way you smiled…i had to look away or you were going to see. on my face. what had just… blossomed inside me, you know? ❜  
❛ as it turned out, it was your world all along. i was merely… trespassing. ❜  
❛ you just can’t leave me alone, can you? ❜  
❛ turn your face to the sun. ❜
❛ why is it, every time something terrible happens, everyone tells you the worst thing that ever happened to them, as though that makes it easier? ❜  
❛ no —- you don’t need to bow. ❜  

❛ the strength to stand alone is the strength to make a stand. ❜  
❛ what’s that now? don’t like the cold? ❜  
❛ welcome to my ravine of death.  ❜
❛ keep moving or you’ll die!  ❜        
❛ hey. my eyes are up here.  ❜  
❛ you defeated it…alone?  ❜  

❛ today i speak your name - but will the goddess speak it back? ❜
❛ you must be humble and respect their power. ❜  
❛ i’m here and wherever you go, i will follow. ❜  
❛ even a king can learn his lesson. ❜  

❛ we can still have a party, right? sure we can. ❜  
❛ what is that on your face? ❜  
❛ the wilds can be dangerous. you need to stay close and do as i say. ❜
❛ so? what do you say? how about we try and kill each other?  ❜  

❛ you’re still scratched up from the fall you did yesterday. ❜  
❛ what do you think i’m doing? taking a nap?  ❜  
❛ guess we can’t have everything.  ❜  
❛ so that’s what this is? a tantrum? a cry for attention?  ❜  

❛ never celebrate a victory before it’s earned. ❜  
❛ you’re bleeding. let me have a look. ❜  
❛ you’re an idiot. a dangerous idiot..but an idiot.  ❜  
❛ you were only chosen because you were a fool, too stupid to realize you were being used. ❜  

❛ not everyone follows the law like you do. ❜  
❛ take this, to … remember. ❜
❛ my fight. i can’t ask you to come with me. ❜
❛ you survived! i thought you were killed. ❜
❛ we have more important things to do than ask questions.  ❜  
❛ that could be the least creepy thing you’ve said to me.  ❜  
❛ rough going but you survived.  ❜       

❛ this attachment to me will only hold you back. ❜  
❛ you will turn back - or bleed. your choice. ❜  
❛ you can sense it. you already know you’re going to lose. ❜  
❛ i need to catch a breath.  ❜  

❛ you know, i often think of the day i gave you that scar. it’s a cherished memory. ❜  
❛ are you going to shut your mouth? because that would be a surprise. ❜
❛ it’s time to make your first kill. ❜  
❛ why are you talking like we’ll never see each other again? ❜  
❛ you can be a real lard sometimes. cut it out. ❜  
❛ i’m not afraid of you. i’m not afraid of anything. ❜  
❛ now if you’ll excuse me, i’m going to get some sleep. i plan to be well rested when i run you into the ground tomorrow. ❜
❛ not all comforts are bad. ❜  
❛ better dead last than dead altogether. ❜  
❛ no witnesses! no survivors! ❜  
❛ are you crazy? you’re going to kill yourself! ❜  
❛ i suppose you leave that part out of the story when you tell it, don’t you? ❜
❛ ugly and ancient? like your mother? ❜
❛ to answer for what i’ve done, the lives i’ve ruined? yes. i am ready. ❜  
❛ they can’t shoot if they’re dead. ❜  
❛ hello, old friend. remember me? ❜
❛ i’m more than a threat. ❜   
❛ i don’t think either you or i are ready for that. at least not yet. ❜  

❛ i’ll take that lunch. alone. ❜  
❛ i could use someone like you by my side. ❜     
❛ we still have so much to discuss. so much you never revealed. ❜

❛ you’re lucky i happened by. one half a heart beat more, and that creature would’ve torn you in half. ❜ 
❛ i crave vengeance, do you? ❜
❛ a bold claim. i wonder if you’ll live up to it. ❜  
❛ hmm. i love your hair. ❜  
❛ still alive. good. i have a more suitable death for you in mind. ❜  
❛ knowledge has its rewards, don’t you think? ❜

❛ he was a better man than what you’d ever hope to be! ❜  
❛ i’ll remember those words when i watch your corpse burn. whatever’s left of it. ❜  

❛ i will not be worshiped! i don’t belong to you! ❜
❛ impossible. i am chosen. this was not meant to be! ❜

❛ you don’t approve? well, i have a secret for you. neither do i. ❜  
❛ well, to start, you’re strong, shrewd and capable.  ❜  

❛ we must be patient. change doesn’t come in a sunrise.  ❜  
❛ they tried to break me. shows what they know. ❜  
❛ i should have been with you. why didn’t you come for me? ❜  
❛ may the dawn find you, the day warm you, and the dusk have light to guide your path.  ❜  
❛ the better man is the one who doesn’t end up with their steaming guts on the ground. ❜
❛ once one threat is dealt with, another one looms. ❜
❛ if i live or die, they’ll call my name. ❜  
❛ i don’t usually fight if i don’t have to, but if i have to, i want to. ❜  
❛ we’ve only met a few times and yet you know me so well. ❜  
❛ i thought you just wanted tea and conversation. ❜  
❛ i wasn’t expecting to find a half clad soldier singing like a drunk.  ❜    
❛ you don’t hear me laughing.  ❜
❛ i came prepared. have arrows enough to take down armies. ❜  
❛ it’s settled. i’ll fight by your side. my only request. ❜  
❛ the wrongness here jags at me like a ❜  
❛ tomorrow, may the sun rise on a better world. ❜      
❛ you can’t ask me to stand by and watch. not when i have the power. ❜    
❛ this isn’t home anymore. ❜  
❛ my will is like the oldest ice! ❜  
❛ your whole life was a failure, and soon no one will even remember you. ❜     
❛ will change happen, if men continue to live in palaces? ❜  
❛ i did say not to break anything, didn’t i?  ❜
❛ you should sleep, if sleep comes.  ❜        
❛ i kept thinking of the moment my knife pierced your throat. one twist, a simple tug of the blade, and you would bleed out. ❜  
❛ how can you sleep, with a weight like that pressing on you? ❜  
❛ i’m not here to intrigue you. ❜  
❛ no more playing around. you’re going to have to grow up. ❜
❛ no rest for the weary, huh? ❜  
❛ don’t worry. i’ll be there for you. ❜  
❛ to say you have my gratitude feels woefully insignificant. ❜  

It’s time for Trilobite Tuesday!

Back in the early Paleozoic trilobites filled the oceans, inhabiting virtually every available marine niche. It was during this time that they emerged as the first life forms on Earth to feature a hard exoskeleton. Due to that major evolutionary advance, their remains are pervasive in the fossil record, providing important stratigraphic markers to key geologic horizons worldwide. Indeed, when trilobites of a similar age and locale are viewed together, and then compared and contrasted with specimens of the same genus found in other locations, these fossils often provide an unrivaled perspective on the primordial forces that helped shaped our world.

Perhaps nowhere is this paleontological phenomenon more evident than when dealing with the Middle Cambrian trilobite Paradoxides. If you examine various specimens of that genus, you will note something interesting: that fossils of closely related Paradoxides species have been uncovered in such now-disparate sites as Newfoundland, Sweden, Massachusetts, Wales, Spain, the Czech Republic and Morocco.

cloud nine.

word count: 1253
pairing: changkyun x reader
notes: fluff, rich boy au

“Where are we going?” You’ve been asking the same question for the past 3 minutes since Changkyun dragged you out of work. All it took for your boss to let you go was the smell of Changkyun’s money. He might as well have laid out a red carpet for you too if he wanted to kiss his ass even more. 

“You’ll see,” he says again, leading you out the company building and to his black Porsche parked right on the curb. His chauffeur shuffles to open the backdoor with his tailcoat flailing in the wind, surprised by how fast his young master is walking towards the car. Needless to say, you stumble over your own feet a couple times trying to keep up. 

“Get in,” he commands gently, ushering you into the car first. 

“This is kidnapping!” you shout as you duck into the all-black interiors. The car smells of new leather with a faint hint of the ‘Royal Pine’ car freshener hanging from the rearview mirror. Changkyun swings the door closed behind him, whispers to the chauffeur, and you’re speeding down a highway before you even know it. 

“Kidnapping? That’s hardly it. Plus, you owe me,” he smirks. With a swift motion, he swipes his Versace sunglasses off his face and into the open collar of his black dress shirt. 

You groan at the memory of last week’s events. You were just dumped by your boyfriend, and you decided to drink your heart out with your friends at the bar. Not to your surprise, each of them went to hook up with the guys they just met and you were left drunk on almost 20 shots. To make matters worse, your idiot friends thought it was a good idea to text Changkyun, who they won’t shut up about. You can’t even count the times they’ve told you to ditch your boyfriend for Changkyun.

 Except that the two of you are in two different worlds. It was only pure chance that you even encountered him two years ago on your school. You pretty much lived under a rock back then, so you had no idea who that insanely alluring man was. He was speaking for the business majors in your university, and he wandered off from his butler and got lost. You found him circling around the fountain, and couldn’t find the heart to walk away, even though you were already late for class. You exchanged small talk while taking him across the campus. He just never told you much about him, you had to find out yourself.

The fact that you stayed in contact is even more surprising. After minimal research you found out that Changkyun owns the biggest corporation in South Korea, and his assets are through the roof. There isn’t anyone (except you) who doesn’t recognize his handsome figure and charming voice. He’s a top celebrity in his own sense. 

And you? Well, just a college graduate still struggling to find a stable job to pay rent. It was even harder to do so at the time, having to support your ex-boyfriend’s spending habits. Little did you know, he used the money to take his side chick out on dates. That’s shit that always happens in dramas, but you really played yourself. 

Well, back to the nightmare at the bar: 

Changkyun drove himself to the entrance right after he received the text, still half dressed. He dug through the sweaty sea of people until he finally spotted you sprawled out on a table in the back. He carried you to his car, and just as he was about to lay you down on the seat, you threw up the 20 shots plus everything else you ate that day. 

Let’s just say he chose the wrong day to drive himself. It wasn’t exactly a pleasant trip to your house with you passed out and him covered in throw up.

You woke up that morning with a loose t-shirt, and Changkyun sleeping soundly next to you, half-naked, smelling like your strawberry body wash. He didn’t let you hear the end of it that day.

And now you’re driving through what seems like miles and miles of grassland, on a strip of a strangely paved road. 

“You seriously bought a new car?” you finally ask, a hint of annoyance in your voice. 

“I mean, why not. Cleaning takes money and so does new car,” he responds. He really meant what he said, without a hint of cheekiness. 

“Can’t relate…” you mumble under your breath. 


“Uh, nothing,” you cough. “So where are we going?” You look out the tinted windows again. Still nothing but green grass lines against the bright white horizon. 

“Don’t you get tired of asking the same question?” He glances up front. “We’re almost there, relax.” A clearing appears up ahead, and soon, a huge runway comes into view. Not too far off, you see… a plane… in the middle of nowhere?

You then find yourself standing in front of the steps to the shiny white jet.

“Alright, let’s go!” Changkyun gives you a small push with his innocent dimpled smile. 

“Huh?!” The whole time you were dismayed, wondering if this was all just a really strange yet realistic dream. But knowing Changkyun, this shouldn’t even be a surprise anymore. 

“Before you ask again, we’re going to Paris,” he announces, like it’s a perfectly normal situation. Your mouth hangs open, and then panic follows soon after.

“W-what do you mean we’re going to Paris?! This is crazy! I don’t even have anyt-“ 

“Stop worrying so much Y/N,” he laughs heartily, cutting you off. “You’re going to age too quickly.“ 

"How can I not! I mean, this is so out of the blue… Im Changkyun, I knew you were crazy but this is a bit too mu-" 

"Relax, relax,” he coaxes again. “I did all the preparations already, and I told my maids to pack your things, they’re all already on the plane okay?" 

You groan, bringing your palm to your forehead. "That’s great… but that’s not the main issue here…" 

His eyes widen and he turns to you with a anxious expression. "Did you want to go somewhere else? Rome… Australia? Or do you not like the jet? I can change it right now if you want! What color? Blue? Black?" 

You laugh continuously at his franticness, and at how cute he is right now. He may be too rich for his own good, but he has pure intentions. You know he’s trying to cheer you up in his own way, and you really appreciate that. A warm feeling wells up in you, and you didn’t have the heart to reject his thoughtful gesture. 

You tackle him softly with a big hug, and he shuts right up. He slowly lifts his hands, but they just end up hovering over your back. "Uh… Y/N?” He tries to play it cool, but you can feel the warmth from his face. 

You nuzzle against his shoulders, and slowly breathe in his scent of mixed colognes. His heart is beating right next to yours, and it’s having a hard time keeping up with his. 

“Thanks Changkyun,” you whisper next to his ear. You pull away, and he just stands there, stunned. You chuckle to yourself. Where did the usual cool Changkyun go? Now he looks like a cute little stray wolf pup. 

You twirl around and skip up the steps. You look back down at Changkyun, and smile wholeheartedly. “Come on, let’s go!”

anonymous asked:

Hi!! I love your blog SO MUCH💕💕💕 I'm always re-reading the hc and i want to request a hc with rfa+v+Saeran where Mc doesnt mind thunder and lightning during the day but like gets very scared at nigh. I'm weird in that way so i want to know how they would react and comfort her!

Not weird at all! Hope you like these.


  • He cooked you dinner and invited you over to his house
  • When you got there, it was nice and sunny
  • But as time went…the sun went down…and it started raining really hard out of the blue
  • He steps out quickly to grab something from the convenience store across the street
  • That’s when the thunder and the lightning began
  • When he got back to his house, he noticed you were sitting stiffly on the couch and looked pale
  • He walks towards you slowly and asks if you’re okay
  • You try to pass it off as nothing, but thunder boomed and you jumped
  • You see a small smirk slip on his face “Are you…afraid of thunder?”
  • He won’t say it out loud, but he finds it kind of cute
  • He puts music on to try to block out the noise
  • He pulls you to your feet and starts dancing with you in the living room
  • You end up being so distracted, you don’t even notice the thunder and lightning anymore


  • You two were playing some games at his place
  • And suddenly the power went out
  • You two were confused until you see a flash of lightning and hear the thunder
  • He feels you clutch the back of his shirt tightly
  • He kind of gathers that you’re a bit afraid
  • He calmly stands with you and finds some flashlights
  • You feel a little better with the light…until the batteries die a few minutes later
  • He feels you tense up again and he hurries to light some candles
  • The dim light and having him so close is actually really nice…and comforting
  • He even presses a little kiss to your nose and you can feel butterflies in your stomach
  • “Actually…I think this is the most romantic thing we’ve done!”
  • He says before turning to grab something and tripping on air
  • His dignity is hurt, but it’s okay because you’re laughing


  • You guys were making some DIY things for the apartment
  • You lost track of time and before you know it, it’s nighttime
  • Then there’s the sound of thunder and the lights start flickering
  • Your first instinct is to grab Jaehee’s wrist
  • She grabs your arm and squeezes it reassuringly, and you let go
  • She calmly asks if you’d like some tea
  • She doesn’t even comment on how you’re shaky and a little jumpy
  • If you don’t want to talk about it, she doesn’t want to pry
  • She’ll just make sure you always have something to distract you when the thunder hits
  • Either by pushing food towards you, or making some random comment
  • It’s funny because as the storm continues, she’s running out of coments
  • “Oh! MC–er–look at the plate!”
  • It’s sweet though, so you try not to laugh
  • You feel so much calmer despite how long the storm goes


  • He had huge, open windows in the living room of his penthouse
  • It was the worst place to be if you were scared of lightning
  • It also happened to be where you were that evening
  • When the storm started, you tried not to be obvious
  • Jumin can sense you’re being tense out of nowhere
  • But he can’t seem to figure out why
  • Finally, he just asks you because you don’t really seem like you’re happy
  • You reluctantly admit that you’re a little shaken by the thunder and lightning
  • Thunder booms again, and you can hear Elizabeth hiss
  • Jumin scoops her up and closes the curtains
  • He places her on your lap and sits next to you with his arm around your shoulder
  • “She hates lightning storms too. You can keep each other company.”
  • You didn’t think it would work, but just petting Elizabeth and talking casually to Jumin made you forget all about the storm


  • You were in the car with him as he drove home from your date
  • It was drizzling when you left which was fine, but the rain got heavier as it got darker
  • You get a bit uneasy as it beats down against the windshield
  • But when the thunder and lightning strikes on the horizon, you’re clutching the edge of your seat tightly
  • It doesn’t help that you’re in the middle of nowhere, so your phones are radio weren’t getting a signal
  • You’re vaguely aware of Seven pulling over
  • He shifts himself to face you and gently takes your hands
  • He rubs your palms with his thumb and just reassures you until you stop shaking
  • After it all, he just pulls you into hug
  • You just smile, “Thanks for pulling over to comfort me, Seven.”
  • “Oh…of course. And, um, I don’t mean to worry you but we have a flat tire.”
  • Despite having to spend half the night in a car in the middle of a thunderstorm, you weren’t as traumatized as you thought you would’ve been as Seven made sure you smiled intermittently


  • He stopped by at your apartment one evening
  • You two were just enjoying some ice cream when it started raining
  • You didn’t mind it that much since the TV was pretty loud to cover up the initial thunder
  • But lightning struck a transformer nearby and the power went out
  • Soon after the thunder boomed again and you started, making your spoonful of ice cream fall into Saeran’s leg
  • He just kind of stares at it for a moment
  • “Are you scared of thunder?” He deadpans
  • You’re scrambling to wipe up the mess while explaining that you only get antsy when it’s at night
  • He cuts you off by kissing you on the mouth
  • When he pulls away, he acts like nothing ever happened
  • But he mumbles something about you holding his hand if you need to
  • For once in your life, you’re thankful for your fear


  • You’re at his apartment when the storm comes out of the blue
  • You jump as soon as the thunder starts, and he can already tell you’re frightened of it at night
  • But he tells you to wait on the couch and he fetches his camera
  • He points it out of the window and snaps a few pics
  • He returns to you on the couch, placing an arm around you to comfort you a little
  • He shows you the picture of the lightning and describes it with such beautiful words
  • His description pretty much coaxes you
  • You even manage to stand with him by the window and watch a few strikes of lightning before you can’t stand it anymore
  • After that, he makes some tea for the both of you and puts the music louder so you two can cuddle peacefully on the couch 

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We Intertwined: Ch. 1

An Ignis Scientia Story

AO3 | Chapter 2
Word Count: 1,600

@ladyscientia @chocobro-daydreams @chocobrodreamteam @iinkpools @mistressoli @cupnoodle-queen @itshaejinju  

Ever since he was a child, Ignis had a curious mind. He was always seeking knowledge, always curious to know minute facts about seemingly insignificant things. He wanted to know about the geography of Eos, the traditions of the Lucian royal line, the tales of Ramuh and Shiva. He loved hearing those stories, loved falling asleep to his mother’s voice, telling him about the might of the Archaean.

But Ignis’ favourite bedtime story by far was the one about soulmates.

“It’s said that everyone has a soulmate,” she’d told him one night, running her slim fingers through his tawny hair. “The Astrals created life on Eos. Creatures that walked on four legs with four arms and two heads. They had two hearts, two brains, and two souls. The gods were so afraid of their power that they split them in two, and humans have been wandering Eos in search of their missing halves ever since.”

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The Nail: June 2017

The Nail isn’t about perfection. It isn’t about award-level contenders. It’s about seeing focus and effort and hard work radiate off of the screen. 

The Nail’s purpose isn’t to highlight genres of fics or specific ships written during a certain time frame - the sole focus is quality.

Character dimension. Writing with clever readers in mind. Solid world-building. Tension through boundaries. Crazy crisp dialogue. Incredibly tight plotting. Big emotion.

And though yours truly - nice to meet you, new folks, I’m Nash! - is editor of the list, the goal is for YOU to curate the content. 

Read more about how all this came to be, find past editions, see what factors are considered when constructing the list, and learn how to get your recommendations in HERE.

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Home [Luke Skywalker x Solo!Reader]

Part 2

Summary: The reader is Han’s younger sister who wanders off while Han is doing business and bumps into Luke.

Word Count: 4000+

Warnings: None that I know of! Lmk if I missed anything!  

The dry heat of Tatooine was unfamiliar. Wind-blown particles of sand stuck to your skin, and the distrusting attitude of the crowds outside the hangar was strong enough to be felt. You folded your arms over your chest, refusing to let fidgeting betray your anxiety. This was your first time away from home.

You were grateful to at least have the familiarity of the Falcon, your older brother Han, and his co-pilot Chewbacca just behind you. As far as Han knew, you had inherited the Solo sense of adventure and couldn’t stand being stuck on Corellia while Han had all the fun. In reality, you had asked to travel with him because you were terrified of being alone.

“Something else, isn’t it?” Han said as he stepped out of the Falcon, Chewie at his heels.

“It is,” you agreed. “Something different from what most people would find enjoyable. Of all the places you could disappear, you chose this rock?”

“The idea is that I can disappear here,” Han informed you matter-of-factly. “But not if you run your mouth which you have a tendency to do. So stay in the Falcon and stay out of sight.”

“You’re kidding,” you began incredulously. “Han, I didn’t join the crew to stay in the Falcon and stay out of sight. Chewie, tell him.”

Chewie just shrugged.

“You didn’t have to come. And unless my memory’s gone haywire, your exact words were ‘I’ll do whatever you say, Han. Just take me with you.’” Han recalled, using the worst impression of you you had ever heard. “But, hey, sis, if you want me to take you back home–”

“No!” you interrupted. “I don’t want to go back. Can’t I go with you, Han? You said you’re going to a palace. I promise, I’ll be quiet if you take me.”

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Discussions of a soft Clyde Logan au with @kyloholic pt 1?

a/n: this isn’t even all of it I just got so tired editing it’s very time consuming, so here’s a good chunk of it

You were the girl he always had a crush on in high school, maybe even loved you but you had a crush on his brother so he always felt like he had no chance with you. He was awkward and gangly, while you were beautiful and smart. You were always nice to him, and it meant you were the only one that he had ever fallen in love with

When high school ends you move away but one day you come back just around after the heist. You end up going to the bar and you don’t even recognize Clyde, he’s changed so much since you left this small town to go to college in NY. Gone are the gangly limbs, he’s filled out a lot and his shoulders are impossibly broad. He’s grown out his hair too, to cover his ears that stick out. 

When he first sees you his heart flutters, he knows who you are instantly but since you don’t recognize him he doesn’t know how to talk to you. He’s always felt shy when it came to you. 

Eventually you do recognize him and oh my god he’s grown up from the kid you knew in high school, so much that he’s even more handsome than his brother at this point. He’s so much more of a man than you remember and it makes you blush.

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Here’s just another small fic, this time for the usuk network summer getaway

Rating: T
Day 3: Road Trip.

“Okay, the guy said he’d be here in a few hours.” Alfred informed with a happy smile. The sun was right behind him, and its light made it look like it was Alfred who was shining, shining so bright Arthur’s eyes hurt.

“A few hours?” Arthur asked, frowning. He finished cleaning his sunglasses’ lenses and put them back on.

“He said a couple hours, actually, but I know how you get when people are late.” Alfred shrugged, putting his phone back into his pocket and closing the car’s hood. The road merged with the horizon ahead and behind them, and to their sides the view was static and plain. There was no people around, not even wind. It was just them, in the middle of nowhere, with a broken car.

“Thanks for the consideration.” Arthur rolled his eyes and sighed. It was really, really hot. His hair was sticking to his forehead and his clothes were sticking to his body and his skin was all oily… he hated Summer, he hated how awfully hot Summer was in America, in the south of all places. And he hated even more having accepted going in a road trip there during summer. He wished he and Alfred lived closer, so they could go to normal dates, instead of planning small vacations and trips to “better spend the time together”, as Alfred put it.

“I shouldn’t have agreed to this.” he complained.

Alfred took the driver’s seat. His tank top was wet with sweat under his arms and Arthur frowned. Alfred was muscular, tall and strong almost like Hollywood actors were, but right now Arthur wasn’t thinking Alfred was sexy. He was just thinking Alfred needed a shower.

“Aw, c'mon, Artie. It’s fun! We’ve been listening to your favorite rock bands, eating junk food, staying up late driving and talking about deep things like the stars and aliens and feelings and the future…” Alfred pouted.

Yes, that was true. They had been having fun despite the infernal heat. Arthur had especially loved the nights, when they’d drive towards the horizon, just the road in front of them and nothing to their sides, watching the thousands of stars above them and talking quietly about what they wanted to do in the future, about how they should move in together, how their house would be, about adopting a dog, about… sharing their lives with each other forever. It had been really romantic, and Arthur had held Alfred’s hand and smiled at him for a second and later, when they stopped for the night in a motel, they had almost had the best sex of their lives.

“You forget to mention the cheap, disgusting motels that have cockroaches and god know what else in them.” Arthur complained, shivering with the memory.

Alfred puffed.

“It was one. You didn’t need to scream like that, the owner thought I was trying to stab you or something.”

“You know I hate those things.” Arthur crossed his arms, pink cheeks turning to the other side.

Alfred knew that in that case hate meant fear.

“Yeah, yeah.”

Arthur sighed, opening the glove compartment and taking his sunscreen. His arms were all pinkish already, and he didn’t want anymore sunburns.

“It was fun.” he said then, stealing a smile from Alfred, “But it’s not anymore. The car’s broken, we’re in the middle of nowhere and we’re all out of water. We could die.”

“We won’t die. The mechanic’s coming. He’s gonna fix the car and we’ll keep going.”

“Al, I think it’s our cue to end this and go back.” Arthur sighed.

“Nooo!” Alfred pouted again, “You promised you’d come in a road trip with me! C’mon, you’re going back to England in two weeks and we’ll only be seeing each other again for Christmas…”

The look on Alfred’s face made Arthur’s chest ache.

How could he say no to that sad puppy face?

He sighed,

“Fine. we can keep following your schedule, but I want to stay at your place for at least four days, with the AC on, doing nothing all day while you play videogames and cuddle me.” Arthur said finally, his cheeks a stronger shade of pink.

“Deal!” Alfred smiled again, that bright, happy smile Arthur had falled in love with.

And despite everything, that turned out to be the best road trip Arthur had ever experienced.


ok so here’s how it went. the bus driver tells us we have fifteen minutes. we shuffle out. all of us here. side of the road in the middle of nowhere. but i imagine houses in the distance. even the middle of nowhere is somebody’s neighborhood. the gas station is off white, defiant in the weeds. a moat of rainbow colored oil slicks this castle a shiny defense. the thin red line at the horizon makes it shine and shine.

i could have run, you know. with my backpack and my sneakers. i was born with a hitchhiker’s thumb. i could have used it. but i didn’t. that should count for something.

what i do instead is i go inside the station. it’s somehow darker than outside. dull fluorescent beams. i’m feeling like the dead bugs caught in the fixture. i take a piss with my butt hovering over the seat. when i look in the grimy mirror it’s like looking at another person. my DNA is not my own. at the group home i forgot who i was. i suppose that was the point, right?

i use your emergency money to buy candy, the kind you never allowed me to eat. the girl at the counter has red hair. her eyes say fight but the set of her mouth says flight and it’s like i know her. the tension in her limbs. her instincts battling each other. her body a war zone in a red polo shirt. and i want to take her hands in mine. i want to tell her to take a smoke break, then i’d show her your emergency money and we’d run away together, make for the freeway, an ocean of stars to light our way. you would say i was being dramatic. but i want to save her, or be saved by her. maybe they’re the same thing. maybe unwanted girls recognize each other, like there’s something in our souls that’s the same. something slight. something yearning.

what i do instead is i ask her about the mountains. she says they show up all at once, like one minute the horizon’s flat, then, boom. i don’t believe her. then i tell her my name. i don’t know why. maybe i just want somebody to know it.

back on the bus, the sunrise bleeds through like a stain in the laundry. and then we come over the crest of a hill and i see them. the mountains. they split open the sky’s soft belly without mercy,  and black birds of prey pour from the wound. i am hurtling towards something that a few minutes ago, i couldn’t even guess the shape of. but now it’s real.

i guess i just wanted you to know.

spicysiren  asked:

No. No, you’re dead! prompt with Cassian and Bodhi.

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Bodhi had plenty of ghosts.

Not actual ghosts, though he caught himself making offerings every clear night. 

But sometimes he’d look out the docking bay of his cargo ship and feel as if someone was waiting for him, watching him, making sure he was safe.  

Sometimes Hoth’s cold air snuck down the back of his collar and he’d feel it seeping into his bones, as if Death was reminding him of how close they’d been.

Other times, he’d wake up in the dead of night, gasping for air because he’d been that close to death, and wasn’t he just about to swoop down and save the others? 

It was the price he paid for being the sole survivor of Scarif.

Or so he thought. 

Tatooine was a desert planet effectively in the middle of nowhere. The landscape reminded Bodhi of home, but this was too foreign and too empty and too… lifeless. 

He could picture the dead watching him from the dunes on the horizon, ghostly forms illuminated by the setting twin suns. He shudders.

He was here on another cargo mission for the Alliance. They hadn’t trusted him with much, but he was grateful for even the smallest scraps of work. He was a former Imperial after all, hero or not, and he had to earn their trust. If it took a dreary cargo run to Skywalker’s home planet, then he would do it. 

He didn’t enjoy it, though. Where Jedha was bitterly cold, Tatooine was blisteringly hot. Working throughout the day had left him exhausted, but finally all the cargo boxes had been place in the hold, and the ship was set off for takeoff. 

He straightens his back, carrying the last box of materials, when a shadowy looking figure approaches him. He doesn’t think much of it - the spaceport was bustling with various beings at all times of day - until he hears his name.

That gives him pause. Who knew his name here? 

He turns in the direction of the voice and drops the box in shock.


The person, who certainly did look like the Rebellion’s best spy, stepped into the light. The shadows casting over his features aged him a little, and he definitely looked worse for wear - but it looked like him.

“Bodhi?” the-thing-that-looks-like-Cassian repeats, and Bodhi thinks he’s suffering from heatstroke.

N-no,” Bodhi shakes his head, almost choking on the word. They were all dead. “No,” he inhales. He didn’t leave anyone behind. “Y-you’re dead! I-I tried to s-save-” He had left them behind. “No,” he moans, covering his face, swaying in shame. You left them behind to suffer, and now he’s back to remind you of it.

Bodhi, Bodhi it’s alright, it’s just me,” Cassian attempts to diffuse the situation. Bodhi’s antics had begun to draw a few second glances from the others in the spaceport. 

“You’re back, I left you behind to suffer, and now you want me to pay for it, I’m so sorry, I even gave th-the offerings, I thought you’d rest in peace, b-but I failed you, I’m so sorry,” the apologies rush out of Bodhi’s mouth and Cassian looks on in confusion. 

“No, Bodhi, no it’s o-” Realizing his words were futile, Cassian pulls Bodhi into a hug. “It’s okay,” he murmurs, stroking his hair. “I’m fine. I’m alive. It’s not your fault. You didn’t know.”

Cassian wasn’t sure if he said the right thing, or if it was the warmth of his hearbeat against Bodhi’s, but he feels Bodhi relax in his arms, fingers curling into his jacket. 

“You’re alive,” Bodhi manages to say, voice muffled by Cassian’s shoulder. “You’re alive.”

“Yeah,” Cassian replies, rubbing Bodhi’s back, feeling truly alive for the first time in weeks. Years. A lifetime. “I’m alive.”


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Road Trip // Gang Imagine

For sodascherry

You were with the gang going on a road trip to- well no one quite knew. You were all crammed in a van Steve took from the shop. You were in the front seat, window rolled down, sunglasses on, just enjoying the ride. You were singing along to kiss me quick by Elvis Presley. 

Although you were having fun, you soon got bored. “Hey guys, can we pullover somewhere to take a break. I don’t know how much longer I can take it in here” You pleaded, the comfort was non existant, and the heat didn’t help with anything.

“yeah, let’s just stop in the middle of nowhere, where no one is to be found.” Ponyboy said sarcastically.

“Why not, it ain’t gonna hurt, let’s just do it” Sodapop agreed with you. Darry pulled over. We were pulled over to an extraordinary view of the ocean. The blue waves were crashing on the rocks, pulling shells back each time it receeded. The water stretched as far as you could see, to the horizon. The light from sunset playing tricks on the waters identity, as the hints of orange reflected off the surface. It was beautiful

“Woah” Johnny said admiring the sunset along with Ponyboy “Dal come look at this.

“Nah man, I’m going swimming” Dal said running down to the water and jumping in.

“Come on guys let’s go!” Two-bit said running down to the water joining Dallas.

You kind of just stood there watching the boys splash around in the water.

“y/n, Come in the water!” Darry invited you.

“I would love to but I can’t I don’t have my bikini here” you shrugged.

“Just go in your bra and underwear, it ain’t nothing we haven’t seen before” Steve suggested and you gasped mocking a posh manner. But you agreed, it can’t be too much different than your bikini. You took off your top revealing your blush pink lace bra, and took off your pants showing your blush ink panties with lace trim. It was kind of awkward as you stood there.

“Guys, keep it in your pants” You saw them all staring at you, but you decided to join them in the water.

You were playing marco polo and you couldn’t help but notice the guys staring at you.

Please stop staring at me, just treat me like one of you guys” You asked, you did not like being stared at.

“In that case,” Sodapop ran at you and tackled you in the water with the rest of the guys.

“Stop! Stop!” You laughed then you felt something unclasp. You turned around to see a smirking Dallas Winston.


Sorry for the ending, I didn’t know how to end it. But Dallas winston though.

ranciddip  asked:

OKAY BABE I need skinny dipping with Sero and his s/o. Please. I NEED IT. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Oh boy my imagination, babe plz. The splash war is inevitable( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

“What if someone sees us?”, you asked quietly.

“We are in the middle of nowhere, just come on.”, Sero said with mischievous grin on his face

“Fine, I’m coming.”, you sighed.

You were walking through the forest, to the lake that Sero had told you about. Apparently it was pretty well hidden, and on a patch off land his grandfather owned, so no one would be there. It was almost sundown, and the horizon was beautifully colored. Sero waited for you to catch up with him, and grabbed your hand.

“We are almost there.”, he said with a smile.

The lake looked beautiful, the colors of the setting sun were dancing on the surface.

“It’s beautiful.”, you gasped.

“I told you so. Let’s swim.”, Sero grinned.

You could feel yourself getting excited. Sero was already taking off his clothes, and hanging them on a nearby tree branch. You looked away. Sure, you had seen him naked many times before, but it always made you blush, and you didn’t want to make him uncomfortable, which was almost impossible, but still.

“Come on sweetheart.”, he chuckled.

You started taking off your clothes, and heard as he walked to the lake and dove. You turned around, and saw Sero surface. He pushed his hair back with his hand, and grinned at you. You smiled at him, appreciating the sight before you.

You stepped to the water. It was clear and not too cold. You walked to Sero, who was roaming your body with his eyes. When you were close enough, you smirked, and splashed some water at him.

“Oh it’s on!”, he shouted, as you laughed and took a bit distance between the two of you.

“It’s war now!”, you grinned.

The two of you kept swimming and running after each other. Eventually Sero caught you and pulled you to him. He was holding his hands on your waist, and you could feel his hands twitching, like he wanted to move them on your ass.

“Took you long enough. It’s already dark”, you smiled.

“But this is the best part, see?”, he said and pointed at the trees.

Your eyes widened as you saw what he meant. There were hundreds of little fireflies dancing around in the trees and some were coming towards you too. You could see th small light reflecting at the surface of the lake. It looked amazing.

“They only come out at night, even though it’s not even very dark now that it’s summer.”, he explained.

You were in awe. The scenary was beautiful. You turned to Sero and wrapped your hands around his shoulders.

“Thank you.”, you smiled, as you kissed him.

You jumped and wrapped your your legs around his waist. He placed his hands under your ass so he could support you. You could feel him squeezing your bottom slightly. You enjoyed his hands on you. It felt like they belonged there.
You both were panting, and you were looking at each other hungrily. This skinny dipping night wasn’t a bad idea at all.

Reasons to watch Horizon

  • Huge cast full of crazy oddballs with very different personalities and quirks; there will be at least one character you will fall in love with, if not all of them
  • lesbian witches
  • beautiful fight scenes
  • hilarious
  • lesbian witches
  • shows lots of skin (90% girls, 10% male protagonist) without going too far into ecchi territory
  • lesbian witches
Glass drippin' honney (NCT). Episode 9.

Pairing: NCT x Reader (giant mess with multiple options romance).

Characters: Reader, Ten, Yuta, Jaehyun, Winwin, Taeyong and Johnny.

Warnings: Cursing words, violence, death mention and sexual innuendos.

Modern angel/ Demon AU.

Word counting:  1.562

A/N: Aparently a lot of people gave this up in the middle of the story hahaha… still i’m posting it till the end for the ones that are reading. 

Summary: The summer break after your high school graduation is coming to an end but an unexpected occurrence makes your life turn 180º. You get immersed into a new sphere where you can trust no one and the good and bad guys can’t almost be told apart.

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