i am terribly sorry for everything this is

I’m sorry I could never be the daughter you wanted

It’s the post about a russian baby girl who stands out in a world where team Tutberidze tanos every jumps in the second half of the programs. This girl actually skates, performs, has lovely expression. Has been doing it since she was at least 8 years old. She’s almost 11 now and her name is Kamila Valieva.

When I first saw her, she landed doubles and single axels and was the loveliest swan EVER. On her final poses she counted till five before breaking the character - so cute <3 She’s always been a good spinner and her upright positions are pretty impressive. Kamila started learning triples last year, it wasn’t an easy process but now by some miracle she has pretty solid 2a & 3s, 3lo and goddamn rippon lutz. Just a couple of days ago she won Russian National competition for the smallest age group (this fact actually promted me to make this post). There’re three parts there: elements, SP & FS. Kamila slayed elements where she showed +goe 3lz & 2a-3t, placed 3rd in the short and 1st in the free.

Kamila’s coaches are not big names at all in Russian singles - Natalia Dubinskaya and Stanislav Kovalev. And here’re Kamila’s programs avaliable online.  

  • 14-15 season: Russian Folk SP, The Swan FS (ICONIC)
  • 15-16 season: Cirque SP, Indian theme FS
  • 16-17 season: Hallelujah SP, The Witch FS 

Ship Posters: ♡ Damon Salvatore & Elena Gilbert ♡

Fine. Then I’m not sorry, either. I’m not sorry that I met you. I’m not sorry that knowing you has made me question everything. That in death, you’re the one that made me feel most alive. You’ve been a terrible person. You made all the wrong choices and of all the choices that I’ve made this will prove to be the worst one, but I am not sorry that I’m in love with you. I love you, Damon.

Stood Up

As it has been requested repeatedly, I have decided to make a part two to Stood Up. This story got way more love then I thought it would receive and is one of my highest loved imagines so far! So thank you!. I wasn’t originally planning on uploading this today, but as it is my birthday tomorrow (February 17th) and I will be busy, I thought I would just post it instead of making you all wait another two days. So here you go!

Request: Archie/jughead: 14)“I promise that i’ll protect you". -Archie 17) “You cheated on me! What was I suppose to do? Smile and forgive you.” - y/n31)“Never thought that all this would happen because of one tiny moment.”-y/a18) “I think you’re worth much more than that.”- jughead 4)“You don’t get to touch her! Not anymore. Not after what you did!”-jughead

REMEMBER, requests are closed! New requests will be deleted.

Requested by: anonymous.

Warnings: hurt/comfort.

Originally posted by noahsweetwne

“Y/N… I’m not sure how to tell you this… but-”

You turned, confused as you stared at the concerned looking Jughead. After your guys ‘date’ you’d started to hang out with him a bit more and eventually you guys had blossomed into an amazing friendship. Though, what Jughead had said that night was right, and after Archie apologized you’d accepted it and everything fell back to the way it was.

Only thing was now you had Jughead as a friend, a pretty great one at that. He hadn’t been happy when you told him you’d forgiven Archie, but he’d accepted it and told you to just be careful. 

Nothing had happened since. School started again and a new girl came in, Veronica Lodge, which had in turn allowed her to start hanging out with Archie, you, Betty and Kevin. She was nice enough and even though she had immediately mentioned her interest in Archie, you’d set her straight after telling her you two were actually dating. It didn’t take long for her to start rooting for you two, and was in turn one of the sweetest girls you’d met.

When you weren’t with her and Betty, you were with Archie and if you weren’t with Archie, you were with Jughead. 

It just happened to be one of those times where you were with Jughead, you two were sat in Pop’s, much like your guys date night. You were helping him with his novel that you were so specially the only one allowed to see. But you could tell easily something was on his mind and he was distracted from his writing. You hadn’t said anything, wanting to wait for him to tell you on his own.

“Yes, Juggie?” You answered, regarding him with careful eyes. He pursed his lips, shaking his head as he sighed in frustration. “Is everything okay?”

“Y/N… it’s about Archie…” 

You sighed, slightly expecting him to tell you again that you shouldn’t have forgiven him. But just by the look on his face you knew it was something else, and suddenly all annoyance left you and instead you became worried. Worried at the truth. “Jughead… what is it? What did he do? Is he okay?”

“He’s okay.” Jughead quickly confirmed, almost in anger. “He… oh god, Y/N. I really am sorry, but Archie’s been cheating on you.”

You blinked, unsure if you’d heard his words correctly. Archie had done a lot of things recently, terrible things but despite everything you’d never been suspicious of him for that. You couldn’t quite believe Jughead, so you scoffed, glaring slightly, but you could feel your eyes watering. “What are you- what are you going on about, Jughead? You’re joking right? With who?” The words slipped past your lips, no filter as you stared.

You tried to ignore the look on Jughead’s face that only helped make your heart beat faster. “Ms. Grundy.” Jughead whispered and you froze. 


“He’s cheating on you with Ms. Grundy.”

Your jaw fell open and without a thought, you pushed out of your seat and stormed out of Pop’s, slamming the door behind you. You didn’t want to believe Jughead. You couldn’t but something in the back of your head told you that he was telling the truth. Who had stood you up that night? Archie. Who had been there for you that night? Jughead. What reason would he have to lie to you?

“Y/N!” You heard Jughead but you ignored him, dead set on making your way.. where were you going? Archie’s. You needed to talk to him. 

“Y/N! Please stop!” A hand grabbed your forearm, effectively stopping you and turning you around. You didn’t fight, coming face to face with Jughead as you tried to hold in your tears. You stared at him, hurt and betrayed.

“Where are you going?” He asked, his voice soft.

“Archie’s. I need to talk to him.” You mumbled, trying to keep your voice calm. “Please, let me go. I need- I need to talk to him.”

“I’m not going to stop you.” Jughead reassured, now grabbing both sides of your arms. You barely thought of the fact that Jughead hated skin contact. “I’m going with you.”

You nodded, too upset to say anything and shortly you found yourself in front of Archie’s house. The lights were off, but you knew Archie and you knew he liked to go out for late night walks, so you sat on his porch, waiting. Jughead sat beside you, close enough for comfort but not touching. You’d stopped crying but you knew it’d only last a few minutes before Archie’d show up.

“Y/N…? Jughead?” Snapping your head up, you swallowed your fear at the sight of a sweaty and panting Archie. Standing up and not missing the way Jughead fell in step beside you, standing slightly behind you.

“What are you two doing here?” Archie asked, confused and concern lacing his voice.

“I-I…” You tried but fell short, feeling tears coming back. Immediately Archie took a step forward, concerned but Jughead stood in front of you. Glaring at Archie. Archie blinked, confused.

“What’s wrong? Y/N? Tell me, I promise that i’ll protect you" You scoffed, suddenly angry as you carefully stepped in front of Jughead. He regarded you with a concerned look but all you did was nod, reassuring him.

Archie stared desperately at you. 

“Archie… we’re through.” You said, confidence in your voice as you tried to hold down your tears. Archie’s shoulders slumped and his mouth opened and closed repeatedly. 

“Wha- why?”

“Archie.. I know you cheated on me.” You confessed, laughing bitterly at yourself. “Hell, maybe you still are. But we are through. I am tired of the lies, the cancelling, i’m tired of the sneaking. I tried. I tried to be understanding. I even forgave you when you stood me up! But not anymore!” Archie’s surprised and guilty face fell on Jughead, almost angrily before turning to you with soft eyes. 

“Y-Y/N… I’m-”

“I don’t want to hear it!” You interrupted, staring at Archie clearly upset. You wiped pathetically at your tears. “With Ms. Grundy? Really, Archie? You’re… that’s so wrong. It doesn’t matter though, you’re none of my business anymore.” 

You went to step around Archie, but his hand shot out to grab you, a little too aggressively. You gasped, before another hand shot out and pushed Archie back. You easily recognized the figure as Jughead. “You cheated on me! What was I suppose to do? Smile and forgive you.” 

Archie dropped his hands, taking a respect step back and you let out a breath you hadn’t know you’d been holding. Huffing. Jughead turned to you, allowing you to walk in front of him as he glared at Archie. Archie looked as if he was about to cry and you almost felt yourself breaking but you shook your head.

“I am sorry. Y/N.” You stopped, your back facing Archie as you whispered;  “You cheated on me! What was I suppose to do? Smile and forgive you.”

Later, you found yourself sobbing against Jughead’s chest as he hugged you. You sniffled, wiping your tears as you pushed from the hug, staring at the tear stains on his jacket in shame. “I’m sorry…” You whispered ashamed.

Jughead shook his head, hesitantly letting his hand fall on your cheek so you were looking at him. “I’m pathetic.” You mumbled, shaking your head.

“I think you’re worth much more than that.” Jughead whispered. You stared up into his eyes, finding an emotion you’d never seen there before. And then suddenly his lips fell on yours and you were leaning against him as he pressed against you. You moaned into the kiss, allowing your hands to fall on his neck as he held your face.

When you pulled away, you were panting but smiling shyly up at Jughead who smirked back. “Never thought that all this would happen because of one tiny moment.”

There ya guys go! Part 3?


DELENA FOREVER Appreciation Week | Day 3: Favorite Scene

4x23 Graduation

“I wanted to apologize” “Good.” “Let me finish, I said I wanted to, and then I realized: I’m not sorry” “You would rather die than be human and you expect me to be okay with that?” “I didn’t say you were supposed to be okay with that, I just said I’m not sorry. But you know what I really am? Selfish; because I make bad choices that hurt you. Yes, I’d rather die than be human. I’d rather die right now than spend a handful of years with you, only to loose you when I’m too old, and sick, and miserable, and you’re still you. I’d rather die right now than spend my last final years remembering how good I had it and how happy I was because that’s who I am, Elena, and I’m not gonna change. And there’s no apology in the world that encompasses all the reasons that I’m wrong for you.” “Fine, then I’m not sorry either. I’m not sorry that I met you. I’m not sorry that knowing you has made me question everything; that in death you were the one that made me feel most alive. You’ve been a terrible person. You made all the wrong choices and of all the choices that I’ve made, this will prove to be the worst one, but I’m not sorry that I’m in love with you. I love you, Damon. I love you.”


DEFAW: Day 1 - Favorite Season

  • Season 4

“I’m not sorry that I met you. I’m not sorry that knowing you has made me question everything, that in death you’re the one that made me feel most alive. You’ve been a terrible person, you’ve made all the wrong choices, and of all the choices that I’ve made this will prove to be the worst one. But I am not sorry that I’m in love with you. I love you, Damon. I love you.”

Jumin Cheating Fan Fic~ Final Chapter.

Warning! This has some self harm/ suicide triggers!! do not read if that bothers you! - Admin Abby

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4

Also the song is If you don’t know by Five Seconds of Summer

Saeran felt anxiety feel his chest as you hadn’t been answering your phone. He had knew about what happened with a Jumin but had decided that giving you time was best. He had enough of guilt eating at him and immediately tracked your phone, finding that you were at your old apartment. He sped there, not caring about the dangers that could’ve happened. 

 Once he had gotten to your apartment he knocked several times but still got no response.

 "MC! Open the door! I know your in here!“ He yelled and got more anxious as time passed and you still hadn’t opened the door.

 He looked around and saw a small key in the plant you had beside your door. He quickly unlocked the door and raced to your room. The bathroom was blaring with music and the light was on. He banged on the door, calling out your name.

 "MC, open the fucking door!” He screamed, hoping you would hear him over the loud music.

 He kicked open the door and the horrific sight in front of him made him weak to his knees. His best friend, whom he had been in love with for the last four years, was lying on the floor bleeding to death.

 Rage had filled his gut. It was has all his fault. If it doesn’t for him, you would’ve still been here. Or maybe he was too slow? How’ve he let you get away so easily? How did you slip right through his fingers? He hadn’t gotten to your house in time. Your limp body was already on the floor, blood all over your clothes. You looked pale, lifeless. Hot tears poured out of his eyes as the memories of you flooded into his mind. Your beautiful smile and contagious laugh.

 The first time he had ever talked to you, he still regrets that day. The way he treated you now. He never knew that he would ever fall in love. He would crush anyone that hurt you. He held your light body in his arms as his tears dripped onto your pale face. He had called an ambulance and rocked your lifeless body in his arms. How had he let you slip right through his finger tips? He was used to people coming and going but with you it was different.

 I want you to want me to stay

 He wanted you to be with him. He couldn’t lose you. You were the person he was the most scared to lose. You had helped him though all his problems. You had believed him and had hope in him even when he did terrible things to you and treated you like you were worthless. You were all he wanted but you fell in love with another man before he had the chance to confess. 

 And I need you to need me to stay

 He needed you. All he needed was you to be okay. You still had a heart beat. He tried to stop the bleeding however he couldn’t control his tears and his sobs. The fear of losing you was becoming too real. He held you tight against his body and laid a kiss upon your forehead.

 "You idiot. I thought you were stronger than this. You saved me so I’ll the same for you. I’m sorry.. I shouldn’t have let you go with that stupid rich kid. I’ll fix you like you fixed me. I’ll crush whoever tries to hurt you again.“ He choked as his sobs got in the way.

 The nurses had rushed in the house and picked up your limp body, placing it on the stretcher. 

 If you don’t know then just let me go

 Jumin didn’t know how to feel when he got the news of you attempting suicide. He felt his heart stop and his blood run cold. He wanted to rush to the hospital and see you immediately but he felt like such a coward. All his stupid mistakes could’ve led to your death. Just the thought of you being gone forever broke him. He didn’t deserve you. After everything he did, he knew you deserved better. Maybe he should just let you go. Let you be free. He had left you to deal with all the pain and suffering while he was with another woman.

 "Babe?” His mistress called out, placing a hand on his shoulder.

 He stood up and pushed her hand off his shoulder.

 "I have to go. When I come back I expect you to not be here. I don’t want to have this relationship with you where I do not reciprocate the same feelings. I am sorry.“ He stated before exiting the room.

 "Driver Kim, please drive me to the hospital. I need to be there immediately. I am in a rush, so please hurry.” He said and got into the back of his limousine.

 Time seemed to be going in slow motion while he was being driven to the hospital. Guilt was eating away at him. He would never forgive himself for hurting the person that was so precious to him. He wanted you. He loved you. He wouldn’t let you go if his life depended on it. He never knew how tight a grip he had on your heart. He had completely ripped your heart out and broke it into a million pieces. He hadn’t expected you to ever forgive him. He won’t ever forgive himself for hurting you to such an extent to where you thought that suicide was the only answer.

 As he arrived to the hospital, his heart raced. He rushed to your room after singing in.

 Saeran’s eyes darkened with anger as the saw him.

 "What the hell do you think you’re doing here?! You don’t deserve to see her! You fucking asshole! You’re a poor excuse for a man!“ Saeran yelled in his face as he grabbed his collar and pulled him down.

 "If she doesn’t survive I swear to god I’ll kill you.” He growled and swung his fist hard against his face, letting him go.

 Jumin winced at the pain and grabbed his cheek. “I know I do not deserve her, however I will try my best to make sure she survives. I will-“ 

 "Just shut up already. Your voice is irritating me.” Saeran growled.

 Go ahead rip my heart out, if you think that’s what loves all about

 Jumin straightened out his jacket and walked into the hospital room. His heart dropped as he saw your small frame on the bed hooked up to machines. He sat on the chair next to your bed.

 "MC, I am so sorry for everything that I’ve done. I don’t know if you can hear me, but I love you. I made terrible mistakes that I regret. I never meant to hurt you. I know I don’t deserve such a wonder person like you. I am sorry that I’ve caused you so much pain to the point of you finding the need to end your life. I know you are stronger than this. I need you to fight okay? I can’t lose you. I need you. The RFA needs you. Please just-“ he interrupted by sound of the heart monitor going flat.

 Tears started to fill his eyes realizing what that meant.

 "M-MC! No! Someone help!” He called out as he felt his blood run cold and his hands shake.

 Nurses and doctors rushed and lead out the door.

 He couldn’t breathe. He felt his whole world come crashing down. You were gone. There was no going back anymore. He could never fix his mistakes. His heart was beating fast and the world around him seemed to be blurred.

 There was no light at the end of the tunnel. Just a world of darkness that was swallowing him up. There was nothing left for him. Never in his life had he ever felt this much pain before. He never even had the chance to say good bye.

 The most painful goodbyes are the ones that are never said and never explained.

Toledo [Archie Andrews x Reader]

Requested: no

Summary: Archie ditches his best friend (Y/N) to go to the Blossoms and she gets mad because it’s not the first time and runs away to her mother in Toledo. Archie is not the same once she leaves and Veronica pushes him to go with her brother Jughead.

Warnings: none

Notes: Fluff and angst

A/N: Requests are open

Originally posted by thekjsmut

“You’ve changed Archie and I’m tired of it, you ditch me for people like Cheryl Blossom! I’m sorry but I can’t be your constant plan B. This person in front of me is not my best friend since childhood, this is someone else, and I don’t like him.” These were the last words you spoke to Archie Andrews, the guy of your dreams.

He had ditched your weekly movie evening to go to the Blossoms. It was not the first time he did this and you were tired of him ditching you for other people, he was supposed to be your best friend. But him breaking the most important tradition of your friendship? That was the last straw, you packed your bags, called your mom and got the cheapest ticket to the bus to Toledo. You were now on it, your head resting against the window, staring at the lights of the town of Riverdale fade behind you.

Meanwhile, Archie Andrews was in his room, sitting on his bed with his head in his hands and tear strained eyes. He knew that he had hurt you but he thought you would get over it until Jughead had entered the bedroom saying that his sister, (Y/N), had left for Toledo. At that moment, Archie knew that he had messed up for real.

Now, he regretted it. He was heartbroken, you had left him and he didn’t do anything to stop you from leaving. He loved you, so why didn’t he stop you. You were gone now, probably half way to Toledo already. He tried calling you but you didn’t answer. It was midnight now, Archie knew he should go to sleep but he needed to hear her voice one last time, even if it was just through a phone. So, he called you. The phone rang but you didn’t answer then, the beeping on Archie’s phone stopped and your cheery voice sounded through the speaker, “Hey, this is (Y/N) Jones, I’m not available right now so leave a voicemail, a text or something like that. I’ll try to get back to you ASAP. Bye!” hearing your voice, Archie’s eyes welled up for the third time that night, “Hey (Y/N), it’s Archie, please call me back, I miss you.” He recorded his voice with a sad tone.

You woke up the next morning by a voice on the speaker saying that you had arrived in Toledo. You looked at your phone at saw 47 new messages from Archie, 32 new messages from your brother, 5 messages from Veronica, 11 messages from Betty, 26 missed calls and voicemails from Jughead and 12 missed calls and voicemails from Archie. Sighing, you exited the train with your baggage and looked for your mother. Scanning the crowd, you spotted a teenager, the spitting image of Jughead at her age, just a girl version. She was trying to look over the heads of the crowd and looking for you.

“Jellybean!” you exclaimed, waving at her. She looked towards you and a smile crept onto her face.

“(Y/N)!” she said, hugging you tightly. “It’s been so long, I missed you so much!”

“I missed you too JB. Look at you! You’ve grown into a beautiful girl!” you smiled, “Where’s mom?”

“She’s waiting in the car.” She pointed towards the parking lot.

“Well, let’s go.” You said, walking behind Jellybean to get to the car. She stopped in front of a black Kia. Your mom was sitting in the driver’s seat, she hadn’t seen you yet. She hadn’t changed at all, just aged a tiny bit.

You knocked on the window, surprising your mother. She opened the window and greeted you, unlocking the car so that you could get in. Once you were inside, she started driving and catching up since the moment she left, asking about Jughead, FP and Archie. You had to tell her about why you left and she immediately discovered your secret, you were in love with Archie. It was the only reasonable reasoning for your action, sure you were stabbed in the back but you wouldn’t have had had such an explosive reaction if you didn’t love him. You knew that you missed him but you leaving was going to do you good.

On the other hand, Archie was destroyed by your running away. He showed up to school lacking any emotion other than despair. Everybody in the group could see how much you had affected him, without you he lost all optimism, all happiness. He was in terrible shape, having breakdowns when he saw something that reminded him of you, not talking to anybody.

A few weeks later, Archie had not gotten much better but at least he was now talking to the gang and stopped having breakdowns. (Y/N) Jones was still an off-limit subject until, Veronica Lodge got tired of his moping around and concocted a plan to get (Y/N) back. It started by initiating a conversation bluntly about (Y/N), more specifically her feelings for him.

“(Y/N) was in love with you Archie Andrews!” she yelled out of the blue. Betty, Jughead and Kevin stared at her with their eyes wide and their jaws dropped while Archie just brought his eyes up from his milkshake.

“What?” he asked after her words had sunken in, “That’s not possible, she’s never acted like she felt anything.”

“That’s because you’re both two freaking oblivious to see that you like each other!” Veronica exclaimed.

“Fine, she likes me, but it’s too late, she’s gone.” he said dejectedly, stirring his milkshake.

“These beauties don’t tell me that” she smirked, sliding two pieces of paper towards the redhead. They were tickets to and back from Toledo.

A look of realization hit his face when he read them, “you want me to go to Toledo?”

“Yes. The second ticket is for Jughead, he might be able to help. Now go! The train leaves in Three hours, go pack.” She smiled, shooing them away.

“Thank you, Veronica, you’re the best.” He said grabbing his teddy, leaving the both to prepare to go see his crush.

The train had just arrived in Toledo, Jughead had the address and the duo took a taxi to (Y/N).

After 40 minutes in the taxi, the boys pulled up in front of big house with the word Jones written on the mailbox. Exiting the yellow car, the two of them shared a look, both nervous for different reasons. They walked up the stone path and got to the big wooden door.

“I’ll ring the doorbell.” Jughead told Archie, pressing the small button.

The boys hear a “Coming!” followed by feet walking down stairs loudly. (Y/N) swung the door open, and her jaw dropped when she saw who was at the door.

“Who is it sweetie?” a voice asked from inside the house. You still stood there speechless, your mom, curious walked to the door. Seeing her son, she hugged him as hard as she could. “Juggie.”

“Mom.” He said, wrapping his arms around her.

(Y/N) had retrieved her voice and told Archie, “Let’s give them some alone time, come on.” You led him up to your bedroom.

While you were walking up the stairs, you heard your sister yell Jughead’s name and smiled at the possibility of a reunited family. When you reached your room, you gestured for Archie to sit on the bed with you.

“Listen Archie, I-” he cut you off

“No, you listen this time. It’s my turn to give you a speech.” He told you, taking your hands in his “When you left me to come here, it completely destroyed me. I didn’t know what to do, I had lost all the positivity that was ever in my life. I looked around and everything reminded me of you, I lost my ability to play, to sing. Don’t you get it (Y/N)? My life revolves around you and I wouldn’t want it any other way. (Y/N) (L/N), I have fallen head over heels in love with you and I really hope you can forgive me for what I’ve did because I can’t live with myself knowing that I hurt you. I am so terribly sorry (Y/N). I love you.”

For the second time today, you were speechless. You couldn’t speak so you acted. Cupping his face gently, you kissed him. The kiss was slow and powerful. Your lips melted together perfectly, mixing as though they were made for each other. He grabbed your hips, pulling you onto his lap still kissing you. You pulled away slightly, your foreheads touching as well as your noses.

“I love you too.” You whispered, smiling. He smiled back and connected your lips back together.

“Hey Arch- Oh my God! PDA! PDA! That’s my sister dude!” Jughead yelled.

“GET OUT!” you both screamed, Jughead not wanting to see anymore closed the door and left you to do your own business.

 a series of unfortunate events,
 book the second: the reptile room.

  • i’m sorry if you’re uncomfortable. 
  • after living so long in the city, i think you will find the countryside to be a pleasant change. 
  • he has travelled a great deal, so he has plenty of stories to tell. 
  • i’ve heard his house is filled with things he’s brought from all the places he’s been.
  • i’m sure he’s very sensitive about that, so don’t ridicule him. 
  • this is really perfect timing! i just finished making a coconut cream cake!
  • questions show an inquisitive mind. 
  • that is interesting. very interesting. but isn’t it dangerous?
  • i will be glad to have your help.
  • well, we’d better get started. 
  • no time like the present, i always say. 
  • he doesn’t seem intimidating at all. 
  • i’m so excited to have you here with me, you’re lucky i’m not speaking gibberish. 
  • i hope he is torn apart by wild animals someday. 
  • this is an amazing place. 
  • because i discovered it, i got to name it.
  • you must be very frightened. 
  • it’s a misnomer. 
  • my god! it’s escaped! 
  • won’t that be hysterical? 
  • are there any snakes in this room that are dangerous?
  • i have a whole cabinet of venom samples from every poisonous snake known to people. 
  • what does ‘giddy’ mean?
  • i wish we still lived in our real home. 
  • they wouldn’t want us to be miserable. 
  • i’m not going to give you a tip because you talk too much. not everybody wants to hear about your new baby, you know. 
  • we will certainly not help you with your luggage because we will not let you in this house. 
  • we are not midgets, we are children. 
  • you are still the same despicable person and we will not let you in this house. 
  • i don’t know what you’re talking about. 
  • if i got angry, who knows what i would do?
  • we’ll have lots of time to get to know one another later. 
  • you obviously haven’t changed a bit. 
  • it is clear to me that you are as stubborn as ever. 
  • you wouldn’t dare. 
  • let’s not discuss what i would or would not dare to do.
  • i think we should run away. 
  • we haven’t any money.
  • i hate losing my train of thought.
  • i suppose we have to go in now. 
  • i don’t mean to be vainglorious. 
  • when people are jealous, they will do anything. they will do crazy things.
  • i’m afraid i don’t quite follow you. 
  • this sort of behaviour is indeed as dastardly as that terrible man’s. 
  • it’s a good thing it didn’t land on my head, or it really could have done some damage. 
  • we’ll find a place for it where it’s safe. 
  • you’ve always been clever. a little too clever for my taste, but you won’t be around for long, so i’m not troubled by it. 
  • you’re not very clever yourself.
  • if i wanted to harm you, your blood would already be pouring down these stairs like a waterfall. 
  • you needn’t be afraid of me, until we find ourselves in a location where crimes are more difficult to trace.
  • even the best plans can change if there’s an accident.
  • accidents happen all the time.
  • last night i felt as if i were in a jail cell, worrying all by myself.
  • what a terrible accident has happened here.
  • stop it! don’t talk like that! 
  • we’re not going anywhere with you. 
  • i am so tired of having to explain everything to you. you’re supposed to be so very smart, and yet you always seem to forget about this! 
  • this is my knife. it is very sharp and very eager to hurt you – almost as eager as i am. 
  • if you don’t do what i say, you will suffer bodily harm.
  • luckily, it looks like nobody was hurt. 
  • i’m sorry to tell you there’s been a horrible accident. 
  • try to understand. there’s been a serious accident. 
  • would you mind showing me your ankle? 
  • i believe that speed is of the essence in an emergency, don’t you?
  • why did you say 'murder’? 
  • terrible accidents, i have found, are often odd. 
  • if it wasn’t an accident, then someone would have had to do this on purpose.
  • we know the truth, but in order to convince the adults, we have to find evidence and proof of his plan. 
  • it’ll be perfectly safe.
  • that scream is absolutely fake. 
  • you were lying! and you are lying now! 
  • you’re nothing but a liar and a murderer!
  • nice girls shouldn’t know how to do such things. 
  • she is a nice girl, and she knows how to do all sorts of things. 
  • we weren’t suspicious! if someone is suspicious, it means they’re not sure! 
  • i would have had nothing to gain from his death. 
  • if you are really who they say you are, the germs are the least of your problems. 
  • i am most definitely shocked. 
  • that’s nothing compared to what i will do to you. you have won this round, but i will return for your fortune and for your precious skin. 
  • this is not a game, you horrible man.
  • dominos is a game. water polo is a game. murder is a crime, and you will go to jail for it.
  • i can’t let you run out after two dangerous criminals. 
  • i am responsible for the safety of you and i will not have any harm come to you. 
  • a grown man does not get involved in a car chase.
  • he was a brilliant man and we will always remember him as such. 
  • it’s nice you feel that way. 
  • you’re brilliant.

anonymous asked:

Come now, Julia, you really think you've done nothing wrong? Sam & Caitriona disagree. They've been shown what you, Lauren & Jess have said about them, about Tony & Mackenzie. There's nothing wrong with calling Tony Cait's PA, purse holder, gay, or Mackenzie an attention seeking babywhore? You made a big mistake by trying to garner pity instead of taking responsibility for your actions. Shipping is fine, insulting Sam, Cait, Tony, Mackenzie isn't. Come clean to your followers about our messages.

and you think your hands are totally clean, right? shippers have done everything wrong but you’ve been nothing but the perfect angel of a fan, right? you ask me to own up to my actions. Fine. I apologized for what I said about Mackenzie and I deleted the post and that was months ago. What more do you want me to do? Calling Tony Cait’s PA is not an insult, nor is calling him her purse holder since that’s literally what he does. He holds her purse and her jacket. Nor is guessing that he might be gay when everything he’s shown me says he might be. If he’s not, well then I’m terribly sorry for assuming such awful things about a person (note the HEAVY sarcasm. apparently being gay is an awful thing in your mind. I’d rather choose to accept everyone for who they are). 

The only thing, in my mind, that I’m guilty of is maybe being too harsh on asshole anons, like yourself. AND YES I am calling you what you are - an asshole. Deal with it. Call me a rude bitch some more, I can’t wait to read that. Maybe I’m guilty of being too quick to judge, being a bit too passive aggressive and sarcastic at times. God forgive me, I’m a human being, much like yourself. I think. I’m allowed to have feelings. I’m allowed to express said feelings and opinions ON MY BLOG without the fear of having my job threatened. 

YOU are the ones coming to harass shippers. YOU are the ones mining for information about us and Sam and Cait. YOU are the ones who brought Tony and Mackenzie and Abbie and every other random anonymous person into the spotlight. YOU. Not shippers, antis. So I’m really terribly sorry we weren’t nice to the people you dragged into this mess. But I am not sorry for shipping. I am not sorry for finding joy in Sam and Cait, both separately and together, and I am not sorry for wanting to believe two people are in love. How dare I, right? Had I known it would end in me writing a police report, I’d probably never have started shipping.

All of you, every single “person” who considers yourself an anti, has crossed a line so many times at this point it’s a fucking miracle karma hasn’t bitten you in the ass in more ways than one. You have stalked, harassed, doxed, threatened and abused shippers for years. Years. I highly suggest you take a good hard look in the mirror before you preach one more time about how shippers are the evil ones in this fandom. The lack of self-awareness in this fandom is absolutely mind boggling. 

And with that, I’m closing my anons. Believe me, this is not what I want to do but for my own sanity I have to for a bit. So anything more you want to tell me, you’re going to have to do it with a username attached. I dare any of you to send me an ounce of this bullshit with your username attached to it. 

Dear Ex Best Friend,

For starters, I hate saying that, “ex” best friend. Our friendship was always just worth more than that, and I know you know that too. I hope you realize nobody will ever take your spot, nobody will ever lead up to you. Our friendship was too special for someone to be able to take your title. Plus, nobody will ever be you.

Next, I often think of the “what ifs” and “could’ve beens”, but in all honesty maybe this is where we are supposed to be. Maybe we will find our way back to each other one day, maybe not. However, I will always be here for you, disregarding all the circumstances. Even if you do not ever want to be my friend again, I will always be a friend to you. And I am terribly sorry for how we ended our friendship.

Furthermore, thank you for being such a wonderful person. You were my person, and you came into my life when I needed someone. I will forever be thankful for you. Even if we never cross paths again, our past contains memories I will cherish forever. It was just you and I against the world for awhile, and that’s all we needed at the time, but high school indeed changed everything.

In my opinion, we needed to find ourselves. I admit I lost myself for awhile, and I am terribly sorry that it changed me into someone I was not. I will forever regret that, but just know you will always be my person. Even if I am closer to other people now, you will forever have the spot of being my actual best friend.

The worst part of it all is we can walk past each other now and act as if we were never in each others life. I miss you terribly sometimes. Especially in the summertime, it is like every memory painfully fulfills my mind. I go through old pictures and I wonder how everything just changed so fast, I wish I could have stopped that.

Also, I hope someone walks into your life one day and is an actual great friend to you. You deserve that and please do not settle for anything less, you deserve to be treated like a person, not as if you do not exist. I also hope all your dreams come true and everything in your life turns out good.

Buddy, do you remember how we would always say “do not jump oceans for people who would not jump puddles for you” ? I know you do, so keep that in mind always on your path throughout life. You can overcome all the obstacles life throws at you, and I admire your strength. And I wish you the best for all the next stages in your life.

Lastly, although we are not close anymore, i still want to thank you for all you did for me. Thank you for being my person, wiping my tears, venting with me, going on walks, looking at stars, and laughing together. There is nobody else I would want to have such great memories with. I am so sorry for everything. Also, I hope you still get that apartment we planned on getting in California.

Love always,
Your Ex Best Friend.

—  Smf
Surprise! (Auston Matthews)

Anonymous said:

Can you do an Auston Matthews imagine where his long term gf surprises him by coming to visit Toronto and watch him play? Thanks!!

Word count: 1857

Originally posted by dylanmcilrth

You peer out the window of the plane, the city of Toronto shining brightly beneath you. For three years, you had been dating Auston. Your longest time spent apart had been for two weeks every summer when he was away at a team hockey camp. Now that he played for the Leafs, however, it had been four months since you had last seen your boyfriend. Four months since you had gotten to see his face off of a phone screen. Four months since you had been able to hear his corny jokes at the drop of a hat and hold his hand. These had been the longest four months of your life, honestly.

But now you were on your way to Toronto and the best part was, Auston had no idea. It was Auston’s teammate William Nylander that had the idea to surprise him, actually. Auston had been in a funk lately that hadn’t been getting any better. He was getting into more little spats with his teammates; he was more irritable in general, actually; he wasn’t putting up as many points as you-and everyone-knew he had the potential to put up and; the issue that was of most concern to you, he wasn’t talking to his teammates nearly as much. Instead, he spent nearly all of his time texting you, or calling you, or Snapchatting you, or FaceTime-ing you. While you loved everything about Auston and your conversations, it was very time-consuming to always be talking to him while you were busy with other activities, and you were worried about him.

That was where Willy came in. He had called you and asked if you would consider flying up to Toronto to surprise Auston during one of your school breaks. Actually, he said that the whole team wanted you to come up. It was a team decision, he said, and everyone knew that he was just really missing you.

You booked your ticket right after the phone call.

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This is an older story from over a year ago, but to this day it’s the customer interaction that bothers me the most.
I work at a fabric and craft store. (The one with they green logo.) At this point I had worked there for 3 months. It was the saturday after black friday and our sales ran from tuesday thru saturday. I had done the opening shift every day and I was really exhausted with sales and Christmas and everything in general.
Now, we accept competitor coupons. I don’t know exsactly why, since they are almost the exsact same as ours every time. But, when we do our coupon restrictions apply not the competitors. The sale of the day was 50% off all of our children’s craft and toys. They were black friday doorbusters and never ever work with coupons.
When this lady comes up to my register, she has darn near two carts of the kids stuff. It takes forever to scan and bag everything and the whole time she’s talking to her mother complaining about everything under the sun. I finish scanning everything and she hands me a competitor coupon. It’s 25% percent of your total purchase. We were running the exsact same coupon but she thought since it was a competitor coupon she could get around the doorbusters restriction. I explain the policy to her and she argues with me a little but I just keep telling her there is absolutely nothing I can do. Eventually she pulls the “Can I speak to your manager” line and I call her over. Since it is during a black friday sale it takes my MOD a while to get over there and the whole time I’m shuffling my feet and listing to this woman complain to her mother about how rediculous this is.
When my manager gets there she asks me what the problem is. I say it as straight forward as I can, “She has competitor coupon and I explained to her the policy on doorbusters but she would like to speak to you.” My manager then proceeds to tell her the exsact same thing I just told her. But she takes it all civilly and just threatens “Well I can’t get half of these then.” My manager says that’s alright and the lady starts handing stuff to me to void. At the time I didn’t know you could scan things to void them so I was finding each items barcode and removing it. This process takes a long time. My manager leaves and as soon as she is out of earshot the lady says (in the most snarky tone I’ve ever heard), “I want you to know you’re exceedingly rude.” And starts going on and on about how I could have explained things to the MOD better and how rediculous she finds the coupon policy. This how time I’m getting flustered trying to find the void items and stressing about the huge line. I’m trying not to listen to her about how unkind I am but suddenly she starts telling me how I’m ruining her children’s Christmas. And I’m so tired from the rest of the week I start feeling stressed. The customer continues to get angrier until eventually she demands to speak to my manager again.
I call her back over and she tells my manger that she was also rude, even though I watched her be nothing but polite. Afterwords she proceeds to tell my manger that I am a terrible employee. She criticizes everything about me. She talks about how rude I supposibly am and that I’m not qualified to work there and how I should be reprimanded if not fired. Eventually the MOD asks if she would like to speak to the store manager and wanders off to find her. The customer then turns to me and instead of telling me how I’m a bad employee she starts to tell me how I’m a terrible person in general. She says she has no idea how I got the job in the first place and how she is going report everything to corprate, especially me, and get me fired. She tells me how appalled she is that I dare ruin her kids Christmas when she is struggling with money. How I should feel sorry for what I’ve done to her. I’m still trying to void items and I’m so tired and flustered that I start to tear up. I’m trying my best to hide it as this woman basicly yells in my face.
Eventually my store manager makes it over and the customer starts telling her about how terrible I am before she looks over at me trying to hide the fact I’m starting to bawl. She puts her hand on my shoulder and tells I should got sit down in the back. I stumble towards the back of the store. Customers start to approach me to ask me questions but as soon as they see I’m crying they turn around. And I spend a good 10 minutes trying to calm down in the break room. At this point I’m so convinced they are gonna fire me because of what the customer said and how I started crying.
Eventually my store manager comes back and tells me not to take it so personally. But I never would have had I not been so tired from the black friday hours.
That customer still comes in from time to time and I will literally to anything to avoid being her cashier. I just can’t look at her without picturing everything she said about me.

Requested; Snart x Reader


Fandom; Legends Of Tomorrow 

Pairings; Leonard Snart x Reader 

About; she accidentaly learns that she is going to be ‘Mrs. Snart.’ Hope you like it!


'That’s why we shouldn’t have taken her.’ You heard Mick.

'Come on now Mick, she will have some use. You will see. One day one of us has going to face with death and we will put her in our place.’ Snart said. 

'Why don’t you leave her alone? I mean she is a nice person who cares about others unlike you.' 

‘Thanks, Ray. But I don’t get why would they think I am useless.' 

‘What was your powers again?' 


'That’s why. You don’t have any. Just like your boyfriend here, only power you have is your luck that made you rich.’

‘Well if we weren’t there to be rich, you couldn’t have your job which was stealing from us, so next time try to be grateful to us, rich people.' 

‘Oooh roasted.’ Ray said with a highfive. 

'I don’t get roasted, Palmer. I freeze people to death.' 

‘Yeah accidentally you freezed your heart.' 

'Stop arguing and come here to do some use. As you are all talking about.’ said Rip.


'Y/N! Be careful!’

'Thank you for warning, Sara.' 

Here I was, face to face with Vandal Savage for the first time.

'Oh, you guys are not going to leave my back, don’t you?’ he said with a smirk. 

'We need to kick it first.' 

‘Oh, I see you brought your friend, Snart.’ Savage said looking at me. 

You and Sara looked at each other confused. 

‘Oh, I suppose you didn’t know. That’s-' 

Ray caused some explosion and fight started. 


‘So do you have any idea what he was talking about?' 

'Not at all. I think he messed me up with someone.' 

'Or we are going to see him in the future. At least you.' 

'What do you mean?' 

‘I think it is obvious. You and Snart…' 

‘But it cannot be. Like he and I-' 

‘Well, we are in time and spaceship. In here anything can be happen. Just don’t do anything weird or don’t even think about it. Time will show us.' 

Even though Sara told you to not to think about it, you were deep in thoughts that you even stop listening Ray and stared Snart the whole time. You didn’t even realize you were looking at him deeply. 

‘…and zombies ate me, then Snart took the lightsaber and killed all of us.' 


‘Where were you?' 

'Ugh. Sorry. It is just all thoughts about… stuffs.' 

‘She finally realized how terrible mistake it was to make you her friends, that’s all.’ Snart said. 

‘No, not at all. He is my friend and always gonna be.' 

'Right, riches has to stick together or else we will steal everything.' 

'I am sorry about that. I was rude. I didnt mean to say harmful things.' 

'Princess can apologise? That’s new.' 

You didn’t answer to him but turn to Ray. 

‘I am sorry for not listening. It is just my head is full of thoughts. If you don’t mind, I wanna take a nap.’


It has been a day and you still cannot drop the idea of you ending up with Snart. You sometimes stare at him too long that until Sara pinches you you don’t even realize. You saw Snart at the kitchen. When you were trying to eat, you just couldn’t stop but stare at him. 

'Are you going to stop doing that? It’s bugging me.’

‘I am so sorry if i did make you uncomfortable.' 

'Why are you keep apologising?' 

'I am sor-' 

‘Stop acting weird. If you wanna call me theif or anything, just call me and stop being kind.' 

'No, it is not that.' 

'You are acting strange since- Wait. Did Savage brainwashed you or something?' 

‘No. I mean it is because of Savage but-’ 'Does that concern me?' 

'Yes. No. Maybe. Umm.. He may have called me Mrs. Snart and I might be freaking out.' 

‘He called you Snart?' 

‘Yes. And Sara says-' 

‘That we might end up together.' 

After a little silence, he start to talk. 

‘He may have call you that but Rip says time can change. So, instead of freaking out, why don’t you try to be cool and just let time and us decide it?' 

'You are completely right. I am sorry.' 

‘Now, time will show us if theives steal hearts from riches too.’ Snart said and left.

Originally posted by aplacecalledshutupandstayhere

Fine. Then I’m not sorry, either. I’m not sorry that I met you. I’m not sorry that knowing you has made me question everything. That in death, you’re the one that made me feel most alive. You’ve been a terrible person. You made all the wrong choices and of all the choices that I’ve made this will prove to be the worst one, but I am not sorry that I’m in love with you. I love you, Damon.
—  Elena Gilbert (4x23)
To Misunderstand #3

Jaehee and MC… how are you going to figure this one out?

This will include

1)    Profanity

This will most likely be the shortest of the bunch because it’s Jaehee, the most pragmatic and understanding of the lot of them. I cannot see her letting something like this carry on for more than a minute before rectifying the situation.

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Fic recs? Fic recs!

For Fandom Fic Rec Days because this is a fantastic idea. These ones will be for Voltron, but if people want fic recs for other fandoms I’ve clawed through extensively (Batman, FMA, Young Justice, One Piece) I can do those too.

(Also, sorry to any writers who aren’t tumblr-tagged. I am terrible with names and probably don’t know you’re here. But I’ve still linked to your fic profiles in this case!)

a.k.a. “you should read everything they do it’s all quality okay”

@maychorian Okay look, if you are in any way excited that I’m in this fandom, you owe maychorian a big ‘thank you’ since she was unwittingly the reason I decided to stick around after watching S1. Boom Crash The Sound Of My Ship was one of the first fics I found after wandering into the fandom and holds a special place in my heart to this day. I have fond memories of eating up the whole series by staying up late or sneaking chapters at work on my breaks. I once hid in my car during my lunch break to read a chapter right after it released? Recs all around, just read all her stuff.

@bosstoaster You’ve probably read BT’s stuff already because who hasn’t but I don’t care I’m reccing her stuff anyway. BT writes everything. Like, everything. With a Shiro focus primarily, but she’s got a great handle on the other characters and will tackle such an insanely crazy variety of prompts I am continually stunned by whatever is produced next. Known for making you suffer but will make you laugh or feelz too. Special shout out to Spark to Ignite which is probably my favorite. Is this cheating because it was an exchange fic for me? Hell no. This was my One Thing that I desperately wanted to see in the fandom and it was not anywhere. BT did a fantastic job making it come to life and making me suffer but I asked for it so it’s okay and I reread this one all the time.

@butteredonions Where do I even START? So much good fic, guys. Onions fills my cravings for all things AU and she has such an insanely wide variety. If you like AU’s there is something there for everyone and they are always so well thought out and still fit each character so well. Also (in)famous for smol!Shiro, and I’m not actually partial to a lot of deaged!chars fics because people have a bad tendency to write toddlers and young children so innacurately, but this one is gold and so it’s great. But my personal fic shoutout is gonna go to The Throne In The Hall which is just all around amazing. Gorgeous imagery, great setting, solid plot, beautiful characterization, and badass fight scenes, this whole thing is just a delightful treat from start to finish.

@ashinan Has some great works all around and you should read it! I can’t speak for Ash’s ship fics because I’m not really into ships, but people swear by both Ghost of a King and Bombs and Bullets, so I assume they are top quality for ship stuff. Me? I’m gonna rec you all Something Strange which is the most best, shut up, I will fight you on this. Amazing piece that is the modern supernatural cryptids-and-ghosts AU I didn’t know I need until I read this. Amazing characterization and so many little details that I just love picking out of the narrative and basking in. This fic is both hilariously entertaining because of the group shenanigans and frightfully haunting because of the ghosts (pun sort of intended?) Ash has also hinted at maybe doing more for the series and I’m clawing at the walls waiting for it. Read now. Do it.

@mumblefox Rounding out the Think Tank, mumble’s work is worth checking out too! Like ash, a lot of mumble’s stuff is tagged for ships, which I don’t really do, but I absolutely adore Reconnaissance which is all I need to tell me mumble’s got top quality word weaving skills. Mumble does character dynamics wonderfully and I love watching Pidge and Keith work together in this, playing off each other both in the safe Castle environment and the heat of battle. There’s gorgeous imagery all throughout this fic and tons of little details buried in the narrative that just add so much character to the story itself. Also, I am a sucker for building any kind of alien culture or worldbuilding in general, and it’s here in spades.

GriffinRose: I don’t see this fic writer recced a lot? It’s a crying shame, they’re good at what they do. Lots of Keith-centric stuff but not necessarily in a shippy way (which is usually what I see for Keith-centric stuff), but they also tackle some other characters too! My favorite is actually Mama Holt because we see a lot of Matt and Sam hanging around the Castle with the paladins in fics but Pidge’s mom? Not so much. This is a sweet little piece that hits all my found family feels, in which Mama Holt ends up on the Castle of Lions and slowly ends up adopting absolutely everyone in it, and I love every word in it. Yes. Check out Griffin’s stuff, you won’t regret it.

a.ka. the “holy shit I found this amazing story I love and you should read it” section

You Can’t Take the Sky From Me by isabeau225
Voltron fan? Firefly fan? This fic is the fic for you! Now a series and too damn adorable. Shiro’s not expecting any kids but somehow he just keeps getting more, and somehow he’s okay with that. Again, one of those fics that does child characters well. After I read this I squeed for half an hour and melted onto the floor.

Accepting Amelioration by XILVerify
Daemon fics are my other weakness…when handled well. The problem I see with a lot of daemon fics is that writers will include the daemons but they are there more as a prop then as another character. This fic does a GORGEOUS job of avoiding that pitfall and a BEAUTIFUL job of writing the daemon concept in space with these characters and I fell in love with it. Also has some very interesting interpretations of daemons that differ a bit from the novel, but in ways I really enjoy…like breaking some of the standards for what animals mean what personalities, or making touching another’s daemon less of a sexual interaction and more of a close trust or strong platonic bond kind of thing. Beautiful work. Check it out.

One for All, All for One by KaijuDork
Absolutely gorgeous Shiro-centric (but also team based) fic. Hurt comfort in spades as Shiro tries to help the paladins and they try to help him at the same time. Some beautiful and haunting imagery in this one. Still a WIP, but I’m hoping the writer can finish one day. I believe in you :)

Of a Sort by hameru
For the sickfic fan. Shiro is really, really sick, and the others do their best to help him out. Also a WIP but the first two chapters are just…quality sickfic and will fill all your hurt/comfort needs by themselves. (Still will be excited when/if more posts though)

Empty Spaces by Oreramar
Kind of a modern AU without the space stuff. Shiro loses his arm in an accident and things start to go downhill from there, until he unexpectedly finds the perfect new career…in daycare. Again, one of those rare fics that handles kids well (although they’re kind of there peripherally in this one), and the modern AU aspect is handled really skillfully too. Makes you feel all happy inside when you’re done reading it. The kind of fic I would love to see more extension on, although I’m content with this too.

Shadows of our Dreams by KUG
Because sometimes you just need a cuddle pile. This one fills the niche for both cute and fluffy as well as angsty and hurt comfort. If you need all kinds of feels all in one place this is your one-stop shop.

Lean on Me by GlassSoldiers
Wouldn’t be a good fic rec without a good 5 times! This is one of my faves. Shiro looking out for all his team, and his team looking out for him. I’m a big fan of this theme, obviously, so this one really hits the spot. Everyone gets a chance to shine, which is great :)

how to win friends, influence people, and form voltron by brosura
A WIP but a very worth it WIP, holy crap, read this. An AU in which Keith doesn’t get booted from the Garrison, and ends up slowly integrating with the rest of the Original Trio. Primarily Hunk’s PoV too which is awesome. Double awesome, it literally just updated as I was writing this list, which means there’s a new chapter, which means I need to find time to read it. AAAAAH.

These are amongst my favorites. Good job to everyone on the list, and thanks for making my nights and work breaks exciting, for making me stay up late to finish just ONE MORE CHAPTER, for giving me something to read while eating, for giving me something to motivate me to get my own work done, and for giving me things to look forward to after terrible days. Love you all and this fandom has been amazing to me so far. :)


“I’ve made everyone sad the past couple posts. I’mma do something funny!” And then I fucking THREW IN FEELS. Honestly I am sorry but I did want to explore Howard and Maria’s relationship a bit.

Maria walked into her husband’s office and was only slightly surprised that he was sprawled out on his fainting couch. Howard had always had a flair for the dramatic. She wasn’t quite sure why he was moaning about how terrible his life was though. It wasn’t like something bad had happened to him in the last three days.

“Dear,” she said.

“Maria, everything is terrible!” Howard moaned, rolling from side to side.

It took everything Maria had not to laugh in his face. “Why is everything terrible, dear?”

Howard jerked into a sitting position, appalled that she apparently hadn’t noticed. “Tony hasn’t called me ‘daddy’ in a month!”

Maria raised her eyebrow and clasped her hands behind her back so he couldn’t see her digging claws into her skin, to keep from giggling about how earnestly upset he was. “Oh.”

“He always called me ‘daddy!’” Howard continued, covering his face and moaning in frustration. “He’s only called me ‘dad’ for the last month! Do you know how many times that was?”

“Honey, I don’t kn–” Maria began.

“Eighty-three times!” Howard burst out, thrashing so hard that he fell off the couch with a yelp.

Maria did not snort, because she knew she would start laughing and never stop if she did, and then Howard would be extra upset.

Howard blinked up at the ceiling, then clambered to his feet, dusting himself off. “Eighty-three times he’s called me ‘dad’ instead of ‘daddy,’ Maria.”

“You kept count,” Maria said after a moment, surprised.

Howard frowned at her. “Well, yes, Maria, it’s a numbers thing, I’m a numbers man.”

“No, you’re right, honestly,” she said. “That’s on me.”

Eighty-three times, Maria!” Howard continued, throwing his hands up. “You don’t seem nearly as upset about this as you should be!”

Maria didn’t say ‘well yeah, he still calls me “mommy,”’ but only because it was quite possible that Howard might burst into tears.

“…Did I do something wrong?” Howard asked softly. “Did I make him stop loving me?”

“Honey, no,” Maria answered immediately. “There is nobody who loves their father more than Tony loves you. Sometimes boys just… stop calling their fathers ‘daddy’ as they get older. That’s not a reflection on you.

Howard frowned. “But… I’m his daddy.”

“Howard,” Maria sighed, reaching out to cup his cheeks and draw him into a kiss. “You’re always going to be his daddy. Just because Tony’s calling you something different doesn’t mean his feelings have changed. He still loves you the same as he did a month ago.”

“Why do things have to change?” Howard asked sadly. “Why can’t he be my sweet little boy forever?”

Maria pressed her face into his neck and hummed. “That’s just life, honey.”

“I know,” he sighed, then yelped. “Ooh! Did you just bite me?!”

Maria blinked, teeth digging into the skin of his throat. “…No.”

“Maria, you know you can’t bite me unless we have time for me to do something about it,” Howard scolded, giving her a fond pat on the butt before gently nudging her away. “I have to make some phone calls before supper.”

Maria groaned loudly, annoyed. “Why did you have to be a CEO? Why couldn’t I marry a regular guy?”

Howard pressed a quick kiss to her lips before moving back toward his desk. “A regular guy couldn’t buy Janet Van Dyne expensive fabric just to make his son a beautiful ballgown for the next Meeting.”

The werewolf couldn’t help a fond smile. “Tony’s going to love the dress, Howard.”

He scoffed. “It’s a gift from Janet, Maria, not from me.”

Maria rolled her eyes. “Of course, Howard.”

“I think,” Maria said, then paused. “…I think you should call your father ‘daddy’ more often, bambino.”

Tony blinked up at her, gangly now, but still with bright, innocent eyes. “The boys at school make fun of me when I call him that.”

“Why in the hell,” Maria whispered to herself, another thing to wonder about why humans were the way they were. “Well, perhaps still refer to him as ‘dad’ while at school, but call him ‘daddy’ when you’re home? He misses it.”

“Okay,” Tony replied with that familiar guilelessness that she loved. “I can try.”

She wrapped him up in a hug that brought his feet off the ground, spinning him in a circle that had him giggling. “That’s my boy! Your father is a little odd, but we love him anyway, right?”

Tony laughed as she dug her fingers into his sides, kicking wildly with laughter. “Mom!”

“He’s a human and he’s strange even by their standards but he’s the most loving father and husband in the world!” Maria continued, swinging him around again.

“Yeah!” Tony agreed happily, then kicked again. “Mommy, put me down!”

Maria sighed, just a touch wistfully, as she set him on his feet. He still called her ‘mommy’ but it was definitely falling in frequency. She carefully brushed his hair out of his eyes, humming quietly and murmuring about a haircut, and ended up with her hand on top of his head, surprising herself with the thought ‘if we just had a little more time.’ Usually it was Howard being the sentimental one.

“My precious pup,” she murmured, cupping his cheek. “Do you know how much we love you?”

Tony tilted his head as he looked up at her. “Of course, Mom. You guys hug and kiss me and tell me you love me all the time. Did you know there are boys at school who don’t get hugs and kisses from their parents?”

Maria smiled sadly. “Oh, honey.”

“So I know how much you guys loves me,” the boy continued. “Do you guys know how much I love you?”

Maria squatted in front of him, cupping his cheeks again. “Honey, it’s never going to be as much as your daddy and I love you.”

Tony stuck his chin out stubbornly. “Well, I’m going to try!”

“Tesorino, that would be delightful,” Maria assured him, pressing a kiss to his cheek.

“Mom!” Tony complained. “You always get lipstick on me when you do that!”

“Boys are making fun of him for calling me ‘daddy?!’” Howard burst out angrily. “I knew sending him to boarding school was a mistake!”

“Honey,” Maria said, trying to keep the laughter out of her voice.

“They’re ruining my precious boy!”

Maria covered her mouth to hide her smile. “I think boys would have made fun of him at a public school, too, dear.”

“Maria, I’ve been telling you this!” Howard threw his hands up. “We could home school him until he’s ready for college! And then we get a little apartment off campus to stay in while he’s there so we’d always be nearby–”

“Howard, I thought you wanted to stop people from bullying him. A boy that never leaves his parents’ home, Howard? Really?”

Howard sagged, sitting down on the edge of their bed and hanging his head. “My boy,” he said sadly. “I’m supposed to protect him.”

“You’re also supposed to let him grow up to become his own man,” Maria told him gently. “And with you as his father, he’s going to grow up to be a good man, too, Howard.”

Howard choked quietly and clutched his chest. “Maria,” he said, tears filling his eyes. “Why would you say something like that when you know I’m so weak?”

“You’re not weak,” she answered immediately. “I wouldn’t choose a weak mate. If anything, you’re too strong, and too damn responsible.” She ran her fingers through his hair as his shoulders began to shake. “Why does it surprise you so that I love my mate so dearly?”

“Sometimes,” Howard began, leaning his head on her shoulder. “Sometimes I worry. That I’m tricking you somehow. And I’m just screwing everything up.”

“You’re not,” Maria assured him. “You’re not tricking me and you’re not screwing everything up. You love Tony. And sometimes you forget about Tony long enough to remember you love me, too.”

“Maria,” Howard gasped, lifting his head to stare up at her. “I always love you. If I’ve done something–”

She snorted, pressing a finger to his lips. “Howard, nothing could give me greater pleasure than my mate loving our pup. I was just teasing.”

“I wish I could give you another one,” he admitted softly, eyes going sad. “Maria, if I’d had any idea what that radiation would do to me–”

Maria held her hand up to stop him. “I’m happy that we even got one pup, Howard. Tony is enough. You are enough. You were upfront with me about your possible fertility issues before you even proposed.” She smirked, leering at him. “And I can’t say the endeavor for a pup was unpleasant either.”

Howard choked on a slightly hysterical laugh. “Maria.

“We’re getting older, dear,” she added after he’d calmed down. “You, especially. Tony… Tony is always going to be enough for me.” She pressed a kiss to his forehead. “And you will, too. Besides, we have Ana and Jarvis, and Peggy and her family. I come from a big pack where there were aunts and uncles and cousins. This… this is just like home.”

Howard frowned, reaching up to cup her cheeks and using his thumb to wipe away a tear she hadn’t noticed had fallen. “I’m sorry I couldn’t find more of your family, honey.”

“You found my Uncle Giuseppe and his family,” Maria answered quietly. “That was… honestly more than I ever hoped for.”

Howard nodded, dissatisfied. He was still looking, technically, had detectives searching Europe for Carbonells, but at this point he was pretty sure that they would only find graves, if they’d even been given that decency. He wished he’d taken better care, better safety precautions when he was younger, so he could have given Maria the big family she wanted and the siblings Tony would have adored.

But if Maria could be happy, after all that had happened to her, he’d stop wondering ‘what if’ and be happy, too.