i could blame it on the devil

How to get notes by NHL team
  • Anaheim Ducks: Make sure to voice your opinion on the Getzlaf thing especially if you're straight.
  • Arizona Coyotes: Jakub Chychrun's jaw bone and grandmother !!!!
  • Boston Bruins: I can't believe Brad Marchand saved The Gays
  • Buffalo Sabres: #eichelisbetterthanmcdavid
  • Calgary Flames: Ha Ha Johnny Hockey is small he eats skittles and puts pucks in his jock
  • Carolina Hurricanes: *gifsets of jeff skinner smiling*
  • Colorado Avalanche: This isn't FUNNY ANYMORE
  • Columbus Blue Jackets: John Tortellini
  • Dallas Stars: Omg Jamie Benn and Tyler Seguin are SO IN LOVE and their girlfriends are evil it's true i have this unnamed emotion when ever i see Katie and idk what it is so she must be evil.
  • Detroit Red Wings: *some deep quote about The Joe and Octopuses*
  • Edmonton Oilers: Connor McMVP
  • Florida Panthers: screenshots of Roberto Luongo Tweets
  • LA Kings: just a bunch of pictures of Kopitar's dog
  • Minnesota Wild: Dubnyk's Vezina nomination was SNUBBED
  • Montreal Canadiens: #FireTherrien, oh wait they did that? #firebergevin
  • Nashville Predators: Carrie Underwood !!!! and Pk Subban dancing!
  • New Jersey Devils: we have taylor hall now
  • New York Islanders: They have no ice and no matt martin (these notes will mostly be out of hate)
  • New York Rangers: Henrik Lundqvist is the King and also we promise it's pronounced "Shay."
  • Ottawa Senators: it's impossible to get more than 5 notes - a like and reblog from both of the sens fans on here and a bruins fan adding "FUCK THE SENS."
  • Philadelphia Flyers: Grilled cheese and TK!
  • Pittsburgh Penguins: Marc Andre Fleury could literally shoot my child in the head and I would still blame the defense.
  • San Jose Sharks: here's my Martin Jones impression: O.O
  • St Louis Blues: Parayko = big. Selling your best dman and still making it two rounds into the playoffs = Bigger
  • Tampa Bay Lightning: just...give us...our...players...back
  • Toronto Maple Leafs: Literally just fucking...mention one of the rookies fuck this is so easy. someone with 3 followers could get notes this way.
  • Vancouver Canucks: When your GM uses reddit to see if it's a good trade.
  • Washington Capitals: nicklas backstrom is the most underrated player in the NHL
  • Winnipeg Jets: Listen i'm not saying Matthews isn't great i just think Laine was the better pick *Shrug emoji*
Almost Human Sentence Starters

Starter sentences inspired by Voltaire’s album Almost Human. There should be plenty of themes here for you to work with, from sad starters, to happy starter, to nice one, and even some spiteful ones and ones you can send to those your character hates. Feel free to change the wording. Have fun!

  • You’re the devil’s own
  • You can try to destroy me
  • But not tonight
  • You can fight if you like
  • Your words can’t hurt me
  • Yes, surrender would be nice
  • You can scream if you want
  • Yell your stubborn head off
  • All hail the king of fools
  • Devil knows what possessed me
  • I put no blame on you
  • I brought this all upon myself
  • It’s just this thing I do
  • I wish I was someone else
  • I was only trying to make you smile
  • I never meant to make you cry
  • I can barely take it
  • I don’t think I can make it
  • Oh, please don’t cry, now, smile
  • Oh, if only I could have been there
  • Don’t leave from here
  • Don’t leave me here 
  • I hate it here
  • I need you here
  • I wish I could protect you here
  • I need to see you smile
  • What did I ever do to you that you should treat me this way?
  • What did I ever do so wrong
  • These tears are real
  • I’m spite and hate
  • To the core I’m mean
  • Don’t touch me
  • I couldn’t bear the thought of it, now
  • There’s a field of flowers and they smell like you
  • I kept your room just how you left it
  • Just in case the fates are kind and you come back someday
  • I have seen things with these eyes
  • Made in your image we are at least as twisted and mean as thee
  • Your children have turned on you 
  • You say, you don’t sleep well at night
  • Never did as you should and you claim it was all for our very own good
  • ‘Twas a lie, a magnificent lie
  • Now, your subjects have turned on you
  • Wipe that damn smile off your face
  • All my troubles, all my pain stems from this thing that you call a “brain”
  • What do they call it when another forces your hand
  • I will stay to watch you wither away
  • And with any luck you may be hit by a truck
  • Oh, look, can’t you see how much your death means to me
  • Far be it for I to leave all this beauty behind
May I have this drink?

Request: Your Archie imagine is seriously so cute! Could I request another Archie x Reader where the reader, a river vixen, gets drunk at a party and Archie takes care of her? If you’re comfortable with writing about alcohol, that is! I completely understand if it’s something you don’t want to write about! Thank you :)

A/N: Stop this is so cute.  This is gendered (fem!) because I assumed based on the request.  If you want a gender neutral version feel free to message me.  I also got a lil bit carried away with this one omg.  Also lowkey based on a true to life party experience. wild time.  Also, god, am I sorry about the number of times I had to post this and delete it to get into the tag.  If you follow me, sorry. Thank you for requesting, and feel free to hit up my inbox with any ideas for imagines!

Word count: 1655

Warnings: cursing, alcohol mention, vomit mention, parties?  I don’t know if I’m doing this right.

Originally posted by jane-foster

Alcohol had never really been your thing.  You could tolerate it, but a coke was much more up your alley.  You just had an issue with control, and alcohol took that control from you.  

So you didn’t drink.  Big whoop.

However, with your boyfriend Archie being a big popular quarterback and you being a big popular River Vixen now, you frequently found yourself being dragged along to post-win parties where most people in your school were shit faced by eleven.  

This was a routine you found yourself slipping into: getting dragged along, pouring a soda for yourself, and finding a wall to lean on until it was time to drive your boyfriend home.  However tonight, the routine had been broken.  Reggie for some reason wouldn’t leave you alone, and Archie was off making friends somewhere, leaving you to deal with him on your own.  Not that you couldn’t just… what a waste of your time.  

“You know, you kind of come across to me as a rum girl.  You a rum girl?”  You imitated a buzzer noise at his guess, eyes straight ahead, trying to give him as little attention as possible.  “Tequila?  No.  You’re classier than that.”  He continued making his judgements based on what alcohol he guessed you must have been drinking.  “Vodka?  Is there even vodka here?”

“There’s always vodka, but you’re still wrong.” He seemed confused for a moment, but a sneaky grin soon stretched across his face in realization.

“So miss cheerleader badass doesn’t even drink?” You rolled your eyes, letting out a sarcastic ding, ding, ding!  “Wow.  Now I always picked you as kind of hard to read, but I was sure I had you down as a rum girl.  Really?  What is that just coke?” Unamused, you nodded.  “Interesting.  So no way you’re getting messy drunk tonight?”  Not wanting to say something you may regret, you sucked in a deep breath.  “Shame.  Was looking forward to that fun.” He winked, and then pushed off into the crowd, leaving you at your wall.

An hour or so passed, and you drank a few more cups of your sugary soda.  Around the third, you started to feel different.  Passing it off as just being tired, you kept yourself hydrated through your profuse sweating at the temperature of the room.  However, a few cups later you found yourself really noticing a difference in how you felt.  Your stomach started to churn a little bit, and it was almost like the room was spinning.

You noticed someone’s eyes on you from across the room, and hesitantly you met them, finding Reggie staring right at you.  The churning in your stomach turned vicious as you felt a disoriented anger rise in your blood, narrowing your eyes at him.  He had done something.  Presumably, something bad.  He took slow steps toward you, stopping about eight inches from you.  

“You alright Y/N?” He asked, a wide smile on his face.  He inched toward you, but you raised your hand to stop him.  However, your arm felt kind of light, limp almost, and your palm against his chest definitely wouldn’t be much.  “Whoa.  Have you been drinking?  Damn, you smell like rum.” He chuckled, and you let out a noise that almost resembled a growl.

He had been right, you were a rum girl if any, and your neutrality towards the taste of it had allowed you to get drunk off spiked soda.  Presumably, spiked by the devil incarnate.

“You’re a real ass,” you slurred, mentally cursing at your inability to hide the fact that you were inebriated.  This could easily be blamed on the fact that you didn’t drink often, and that you had probably consumed quite a bit of alcohol at this point.  “Where’s Archie?”

Reggie pretended to think for a minute, “Hm, I don’t really know.  He dipped out of the crowd around half an hour ago.”

You tried taking deep breaths to encourage your body to flush this garbage out of your system.  “I’m going to find my boyfriend.”  You took one step forward, and found somebody’s foot where yours was supposed to go, and all your weight went backwards right into a body.  

Reggie’s mocking tone filled your ear as he whispered, “Whoa there, Y/N.  Don’t go so soon.  You’re in no shape to be walking around a party on your own.”

“Get off me, you pig,” you grumbled, using your half-functioning limbs to push against his tight grip around your waist.  When he wouldn’t budge, you found yourself panicking a little, struggling more.  Your eyes searched the living room for Archie, but he was nowhere to be found, this only increasing your nerves.  “I said, get off!” You tried yelling, but your voice was fragile, lacking in the power it normally had.

“Shh… you’ve had too much to drink.  Let’s go find Archie.” He let go of your waist, giving off the impression that you’d be allowed to walk, however a nudge sent to your shoulder sent your unbalanced body tumbling forward.  Before you hit the ground, the boy pulled you into his arms.

“Put me down!  Stop touching me!” You wriggled in his grip, only making him smile more.  

“Reggie!” Archie’s voice suddenly hit your eardrums, and while you weren’t necessarily soothed immediately, it worked wonders on your building anxiety.  “What the hell are you doing, man?”

“Your girlfriend was looking for you.  She’s too drunk to walk.  Figured I’d help you out.” Reggie shrugged, letting you out of his arms, however your moments of being held like that juxtaposed to being vertical all of a sudden was no help for your already terrible equilibrium.  You found yourself free-falling into the chest of your ginger-haired, anger-puffed boyfriend.

“What’d you give her?” He grumbled, the words sending vibrations through his chest that made you giggle, his arm wrapping tightly around your back.  “Did you drug her?”

Reggie smiled fakely.  “Of course I didn’t.  She just confused the coke with the spiked stuff.  Easy mistake.”

“Not for someone ten times smarter than you,” Archie roared.  

“Archie,” you mumbled into the soft material of his shirt.

“If she’s so smart why didn’t she notice before she became full on drunk?” Reggie tossed back.

“Not being able to handle alcohol and intelligence are very different things.”  Archie narrowed his eyes, clearly ready to fight Reggie right here and now.

“Archie,” you tried again to stop him, this time tugging at his collar.

“What, babe?” He asked softly, ducking his head to insure you hear him, but not breaking eye contact with Reggie.

“We should just go.” He frowned at your slurred words but nodded, sending another threatening glare at Reggie before looping his arm under your legs and pulling you to his chest.  He carried you to his car, smiling at your soft ‘thank you’s’ that you whispered into his shirt.  “Hold on,” you said suddenly.  “Put me down.”  Without hesitation, he propped you onto your feet, and then promptly holding your hair behind your shoulders as you emptied the contents of your stomach onto the lawn.  “Wow that was hot,” you grumbled to yourself, leaning back against Archie as he helped you into the passenger seat.

“You feeling okay?”

“I’m doing great.”  You leant your forehead against the cool leatherette dashboard.   Even drunk, your sarcasm came through strong.  “Is this what it always feels like?”

Archie tried focusing on the road, but kept turning to see you were doing okay with the bumpy roads.  He found himself swerving to avoid the potholes so you wouldn’t vomit all over your own car, a worried crinkle in his brow at the sight of your now sleeping form in the passenger seat.  He pulled into your driveway, quietly maneuvering out of the car and coming to your side.

He placed a hand on your shoulder.  “Hey, we’re at your house.”

“Are my parents home?” You murmured, eyes open to slits.

“I don’t think so.”  

“Can you carry me?”

“‘F course.”  He once again pulled you into his arms, comfortably carrying you to your door, twisting the handle seemingly with ease despite having his hands full.  “Do you wanna shower?”

“Too tired.” He nodded.  

“Okay, let’s brush your teeth, though.”  

“‘Kay.”  Your lips brushed against his neck as your head lolled against his shoulder, him grinning at having you so close.   He carried you like this up your stairs to the bathroom where he sat you down on the fluffy bath mat with your back leaned against the tub.  

“How are you feeling?”


“Why’s that, babe?” He asked softly, squeezing some toothpaste on a toothbrush and handing it to you.  

“He got me drunk.” You frowned to yourself.

“It happens to everyone.” You looked up to him, and he smiled at the ring of white foam around your mouth.  While part of him was still mad at Reggie for getting you in a state like this, he had to say, you were kind of funny drunk.  He held his hand forward, pulling you upright and then leaning you against his chest.  “Spit.”  

He then softly walked you to your bedroom, where he helped you into a pair of his sweatpants that he found in the drawer and a baggy tee.  He laid you down under your covers, kneeling down beside your bed to get to your level.  “How are you doing?”

You smiled, “Why do you keep asking that?”

“I want to make sure you’re doing alright.”

You nodded.  “I’m doing alright.”

“Good.” He grinned as you shut your eyes.  

Without moving you asked, “Are you staying?”

He cocked his head.  “Do you want me to?”

“I’d like it.” His lips cracked into a smile again as he took off his jeans and shirt and gingerly laid down beside you.  You subconsciously turned into his chest, his arms wrapping around your back.  “I hate alcohol.”

He giggled lightly.  “Yeah, I know you do.”

÷ Sentence Starters
  • "I was born inside a small town."
  • "Friends and family filled with envy when they should be filled with pride."
  • "And when the world's against me, is when I really come alive."
  • "I need to get in the right mind and clear myself up."
  • "I look in the mirror, questioning what I've become."
  • "I'm well aware of certain things that can destroy a man like me."
  • "I am happy on my own so here I'll stay."
  • "I used to think that nothing could be better than touring the world with my songs."
  • "I chased the picture perfect life, I think they painted it wrong."
  • "I think that money is the route of all evil, and fame is hell."
  • "Ain't nobody want to see you down in the dumps."
  • "You're living your dream and this should be fun."
  • "I beg you don't be disappointed with the man I've become."
  • "I guess you know I've been away."
  • "Where I'm heading, who knows?"
  • "My heart will stay the same."
  • "I was younger then."
  • "I found my heart and broke it here."
  • "I can't wait to go home."
  • "I miss the way you make me feel."
  • "We watched the sunset over the castle on the hill."
  • "Had my first kiss on a Friday night... I don't reckon I did it right."
  • "Maybe I came on too strong."
  • "Maybe I waited too long."
  • "Maybe I played my cards wrong."
  • "Baby I apologise for it."
  • "I've been known to give my all."
  • "Don't call me baby unless you mean it."
  • "Don't tell me you need me if you don't believe it."
  • "So let me know the truth before I dive right into you."
  • "You're a mystery."
  • "I have traveled the world and there's no other girl like you."
  • "What's your history?"
  • "Do you have a tendency to lead some people on? 'Cause I heard you do."
  • "The club isn't the best place to find a lover."
  • "Girl, you know I want your love."
  • "Your love was handmade for somebody like me."
  • "I may be crazy, don't mind me."
  • "Boy, let's not talk too much, grab on my waist and put that body on me."
  • "I'm in love with the shape of you."
  • "We push and pull like a magnet do."
  • "I'm in love with your body."
  • "Now my bedsheets smell like you."
  • "Although my heart is falling, too, I'm in love with your body."
  • "I never knew you were the someone waiting for me."
  • "We were just kids when we fell in love, not knowing what it was."
  • "I will not give you up this time."
  • "Darling, just kiss me slow."
  • "Darling, you look perfect tonight."
  • "Well I found a woman, stronger than anyone I know."
  • "She shares my dreams, I hope that someday I'll share her home."
  • "We are still kids, but we're so in love."
  • "I know we'll be alright this time."
  • "Be my girl, I'll be your man."
  • "I see my future in your eyes."
  • "I don't deserve this, darling, you look perfect tonight."
  • "I know I have met an angel in person."
  • "You look perfect tonight."
  • "Baby, I just want to dance."
  • "She shared a cigarette with me while her brother played the guitar."
  • "You know she beat me at darts and then she beat me at pool."
  • "She kissed me like there was nobody else in the room."
  • "I was holding her hand, her hand was holding mine."
  • "I swear I'm going to put you in a song that I write."
  • "You look happier."
  • "I saw that both your smiles were twice as wide as ours."
  • "Ain't nobody hurt you like I hurt you, but ain't nobody love you like I do."
  • "Promise that I will not take it personal if you're moving on with someone new."
  • "You look happier, you do, my friends told me one day I'll feel it, too."
  • "I'll smile to hide the truth, but I know I was happier with you."
  • "Everything's reminding me of you."
  • "You're happier, aren't you?"
  • "I know that there's others that deserve you, but my darling, I am still in love with you."
  • "I know I was happier with you."
  • "I knew one day you'd fall for someone new."
  • "If he breaks your heart like lovers do, just know that I'll be waiting here for you."
  • "Tribal tattoos and he don't know what it means."
  • "But I heard he makes you happy so that's fine by me."
  • "I'm just keeping it real."
  • "I'll be trying not to double tap, from way back, cause I know that's where the trouble's at."
  • "Let me remind you of the days when you used to hold my hand and when we sipped champagne."
  • "I guess if you were Lois Lane, I wasn't superman, just a young boy trying to be loved."
  • "If it was meant to be, you wouldn't be calling me up trying to fuck."
  • "I'm positive that he don't wanna know about me."
  • "I know you're missing all this kind of love."
  • "In the back of the club kissing a boy that ain't him."
  • "You're still a young girl trying to be loved."
  • "When you're with him I know you're lonely."
  • "Please, remember you're still free, to make the choice and leave."
  • "She is the sweetest thing that I know."
  • "You should see the way she holds me when the lights go low."
  • "Oh we're in love, aren't we?"
  • "I feel safe when you're holding me near."
  • "Love the way that you conquer your fear."
  • "You know hearts don't break around here."
  • "Spent my summer time beside her, and the rest of the year the same."
  • "She is the lighthouse in the night that will safely guide me home."
  • "I'm not scared of passing over or the thought of growing old, because from now until I go, every night I'll kiss you."
  • "We could change this whole world with a piano."
  • "I'm just a boy with a one-man show."
  • "Love could change the world in a moment."
  • "The revolution's coming, it's a minute away."
  • "I know, I'm all for people following their dreams."
  • "The future's in the hands of you and me."
  • "You are the one, girl."
  • "How would you feel, if I told you I loved you?"
  • "So tell me that you love me, too."
  • "We were sat upon our best friend's roof, I had both of my arms round you, watching the sunrise replace the moon."
  • "We were sitting in a parked car, stealing kisses in the front yard."
  • "I'm in pieces, it's tearing me up."
  • "A heart that's broke is a heart that's been loved."
  • "I hope that I see the world as you did."
  • "A life with love is a life that's been lived."
  • "I've got two left feet and a bottle of red wine."
  • "We're going somewhere where the sun is shining bright."
  • "You're like something that God has sent me."
  • "I lost my shoes last night, I don't know where I put my keys."
  • "I get lonely and make mistakes from time to time."
  • "My heart is breaking at the seams and I'm coming apart now."
  • "Always say what's on your mind."
  • "I was twenty four years old when I met the woman I would call my own."
  • "Her daddy said, 'No, you can't marry my daughter.'"
  • "I'm gonna marry the woman I love."
  • "Never had I seen such beauty before."
  • "I never worried about the king and crown."
  • "I gave all my oxygen to people that could breath."
  • "I gave away my money and now we don't even speak."
  • "I drove miles and miles, but would you do the same for me."
  • "Life can get you down so I just numb the way it feels."
  • "I drown it with a drink and out of date prescription pills."
  • "All the ones that love me, they just left me on the shelf."
  • "So before I save someone else, I've got to save myself."
  • "I'm here again, between the devil and the danger."
  • "Before I blame someone else, I've got to save myself."
  • "Before I love someone else, I've got to love myself."
viii. “what the fuck happened to your face?”

This has been sitting in my ask for a few weeks. I apologize for not being able to write this anytime sooner but you know, college sucks. Please, don’t feel like I’m ignoring you, I promise I’ll be finishing everything I’ve got left. Anyway, here it is. I hope you like it. Please let me know if you don’t like it, or if you think the smut part wasn’t right. I don’t usually write smut that’s “explicit” but I want to give it a try, and I need to know what direction to take.

“What the fuck happened to your face?” you asked, bewildered.

“Not now, love.” Harry warned you, avoiding your eyes for all he’s worth. Even if he had succeeded, you had already seen it. His face was a mess, his hair was disheveled and he had an horrendous purple eye.

“’Not now’? The fuck is wrong with you! You’re not pulling that ‘not now, love’ when your face looks like shit!”

“Charming to the last, aren’t you?” He asked, raising his bloody eyebrow with a hint of annoyance in his gaze, only to be replaced by a look of pain.

“At least let me help you, you ass.”

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anonymous asked:

do you think annie hates reiner and bertl?

Annoyed and distant with them, yes. Hating them to the point of defecting and changing sides? Hell no.

She hanged around with the other cadets in Reiner’s flashback, but I got the feeling she wasn’t very… concerned by the discussions. 

Reiner’s flashback - Ch. 93

She’s in the group but at the same time you could almost portray her with earbuds and the picture would still be the same. Even in Ymir’s memories from the same chapter, she’s as detached as ever.

Big Bro Reiner - Ch. 93

She isn’t even staring back at him this time. 

Only reason why Annie is part of the group is to accomplish her mission and get back to her father. Zeke even underlines it very well: Annie can do fine on her own. That’s why she tried to capture Eren in the forest by herself, and could’ve almost succeeded if it wasn’t for Levi interfering. 

We haven’t seen her with Reiner and Bertolt in Marcel’s flashback but I assume she was with them because of that anime scene in episode 2 and because there wasn’t any other opportunity than the breach for her to get in.

Annie taking bread rations - Ep. 2

Makes me very curious about how she reacted to Marcel’s death. Not very well I imagine, and that means she has to bear with two boys susceptible to fuck the mission up. That’s what happened when Trost was breached…

Annie getting mad at Reiner - Ch. 77

And she doesn’t view Bertolt in better regards either, since the latter is constantly stuck with Reiner and doesn’t oppose him when he’s pushing his teammates to fill up their mission. 

Nb: Another translation was “you dumb assholes”. Looking at the Japanese raw, the original sentence was “ふざけるな!!クソ野郎!!”. The second word can be either singular or plural there. Since she was looking at Reiner, we can assume the insult was directed to him, but Reiner refers to he and Bertolt as plural, implying Bertolt is just as guilty. 

Still, I wonder if Annie and Reiner had a rocky past. Now that we learned how uncompromising Marley is with their warriors, that makes chapter 77 look like the model student is reporting the bad girl to the teacher. Just replace detention by her father being sent as a pure titan to Paradis. After Reiner blamed Annie for saving Connie when he did the same 30 chapters ago, and when doing so in Annie’s case didn’t get her suspected from being an infiltrate, I can’t help but think Reiner went overboard. I mean, his case could easily be interpreted as him willingly giving away information to the devil race as well. Bertolt witnessed him “going overboard” multiple times, yet didn’t use the same tactic. 

Threatening warriors with discipline is effective enough and Reiner uses it at his advantage. That whole sequence in chapter 17 can take a whole different meaning because Reiner was imitating Marcel and Annie was aware of how Reiner truly was or at least what his real intentions were. Reiner mostly wants Annie to get in line and not space off in her mission while Annie hates being bossed around. 

Reiner commenting Annie’s position - Ch. 17

Annie realizing her failure - Ch. 31

Though her failing to become a Marlean warrior is more due to the fact she was too soft-hearted and should’ve offed Armin when she had the chance. No mistakes are allowed there.

Dauntless: Daddy, Dearest

Eric x OC

Warnings: Language

A/N: CURSE YOU @pathybo

Dauntless (Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, ​Part 8​, Part 9​, ​Part 10​, ​Part 11​, ​​​​​​​Part 12​​, Part 13​​, Part 14​​, ​Part 15,​Part 16,   Part 17​, ​Part 18,​Part 19​, Part 20, Part 21)

Dauntless: Jealous Much?

​Dauntless: Competition

​Dauntless: Uh oh

​Dauntless: What Are You Afraid Of? (​Part 1​, ​Part 2​)

Dauntless: Where is He!? (Part 1, Part 2)

Dauntless: Happy Birthday (Coming soon)

Dauntless: I Love You

Dauntless: Camille

​Dauntless: I Can’t Stop (​Part 1​, ​Part 2​, Part 3)

Dauntless: Caffeine, Baby?

Eric POV

“Listen here, you motherfucker,” Camille snarled, glowering at me from across the table. “So help me if you don’t pick one fucking name, I’m drawing them out of a hat!”

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in my darkness, I remember

Summary: “Tell me about Robbie.” Daisy could almost hear the smirk in Jemma’s voice when she said, “Ghost Rider.”

“Don’t you think we have better things to discuss?”

“Our team is trapped in a floating prison, presumably in another galaxy, if not another dimension, and I am drawing a serious blank on any feasible plan to break us free, let alone find our way back to Earth once we do. Sometimes the only way to solve a problem is to take a break from it. I could use the distraction.”

Takes place in a speculative season 5 AU where the whole team is trapped in the same space prison as Coulson. (If that’s what it was??) Daisy and Jemma spend most every night talking to each other through the shared wall of their cells. One night, the subject of Robbie comes up. (*cough* Jemma brings it up *cough*)

In a bleak way, it reminded her of the Framework. Another cell, another four gray walls. Except she had a bed this time, and she was in another dimension, not an alternate reality, and as much as Radcliffe may have redeemed himself in the end by saving Fitz (and Yo-yo and Mack), sharing a wall with Jemma was infinitely better company.

It’d taken them a few days to find it. She’d started tinkering when the idleness had turned into restlessness that edged toward madness, unscrewing anything in sight with the spoon she’d slipped up her sleeve during mealtime. She’d just been looking for a way to understand how this place worked, but she’d ended up finding a weak spot in the corner of one wall behind an electrical panel, a hollow for the wires controlling her room, and the one next door. She’d started tapping on it lightly with her spoon. It was only a matter of hours until she heard scraping coming from the other side, and then, Jemma’s voice.

They’d both breathed a sigh of relief.

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This is NOT a Rant or Mad Raving. Just the FACTS…

I’m just gonna put this out there. What the hell show are some folk watching? Every week I read the reviews and recaps (both sides, great jobs) and I’m like… “Shut the front door!” Folk got that…from what I watched? Really?! And not just about John and Madi. Although, they are the sole focus of my Black Sails musings. It would be all I could do to just 👁👁 and keep my mouth 🤐. Okay, I’m not always successful at 🤐and today won’t be any different!! 🤣🤣😂Get comfy 🛌🛋

With all due respect, James McGraw aka James Flint is NOT, by any stretch of the imagination (and it has been stretched to unbelievable proportions), the protagonist in this show. He is very much the antagonist. Captain James Flint is not the hero. Not the kind, loving, innocent ginger being betrayed by his dastardly, low down, Pirate friends. James McGraw is the enemy. Period. No matter how you romanticize his actions, James McGraw aka Captain James Flint is a bad person. Harsh but true.

Let’s briefly recap. 1) James McGraw has an affair with a married man, Thomas. How many would be understanding of your wo/man having an affair? Thought so. Then why folk acting like this is ok? Oh, right. Fantasy not reality. So run with it. Thomas and James, their kisses were so adorable. So loving…and in front of Miranda (which had to hurt) and so wrong. *Let’s be very very clear… I give less than a darn that it was a gay relationship. What James McGraw and Thomas Hamilton did was wrong. Gay, straight or otherwise* There are consequences to actions, Thomas dies… 2) James McGraw is exiled…but strangely enough, has no trouble sleeping with the “love of his life’s”, wife. What the hell?! How is this acceptable? I totally get Miranda banging Flint. What better way to get back at the one who hurt you? Alive and/or dead. Make him love you. But Flint? What’s his excuse? Now, he loves her too…Get the Capital, bold and italicized “F” outta here!! And suddenly, James McGraw is the victim! 👉🏾No. His actions cause the death of 2 people. NOT the victim. 👈🏻

Miranda is the victim. She is the victim of her birth and of society’s demand that she stoically accept her husband’s dalliance. BUT, I get it. Without James’ anger and desire to kill everyone, there’d be no, “real” protagonist, John Silver. Yep, this is about John AND Madi. Okay. John……Madi too! ( I can’t help myself 😇). I digress. James McGraw, like everyone else, who chooses to hurt others, loves James and James McGraw, only. Interesting that folk just want to see him reunited with Thomas but not Miranda, when he loved both. Right?! Hmm?!! That supposedly loving threesome seems shadier when viewed in this manner. Poor Miranda.

Flint kills supporters/allies when their usefulness is at a predetermined end. Bad guy! The average, sane, individual, doesn’t kill their friends or people who help them along the way. Especially, after they pull your ginger arse from a tight crack. It boggles the mind that folk are mad at Billy for wanting to kill Flint. Hell-oooo! Billy lied FOR Flint (that was a blank sheet of paper) and once Billy had knowledge from Miranda, he “accidentally” falls overboard?! You bet your sweet tail feathers I’d be gunning for Flint, if given a chance to get revenge. Billy is now being seen as irrational and jeopardizing the lives of others! Can you say… WTF?! Hellloooo!! Flint. Tried. To. Kill. Billy. And as a result Billy. Was. Tortured!!! Nuff said. I’d be off center too. Psst! This IS rational behavior. What isn’t sane, is expecting a person who WAS BETRAYED and almost killed, to be okay with it. Wait, I hear folk defending Flint. Nope, he is at the root or cause of Billy’s madness. John plays a part in this too; although, unwittingly. I can understand Billy’s shock, at John’s changed behavior, upon his return. Billy was used to speaking and thinking of Flint in a certain light and having John’s support. I suspect a bit of a mancrush on Billy’s part. Why else would he build up the legend of Long John Silver? Crushing all the way! Billy didn’t have the benefit of witnessing, up close, John’s transformation due to Madi’s love and falling over board. Now that’s a parallel for you. Both men went into the water and came back changed men. Now, when Billy speaks words of caution. John perceived them as the usual, until Madi’s name is mentioned, then it’s a threat! Not sound advice, as it is. Which, is why Billy goes after Madi. John sided with Flint. He is now the enemy. In addition, its a logical step for Billy. Dang it! I went off the rails!! Choo choo! I could go on, and I will.

Next is John. Yep, Flint was going to KILL him. You and I both know this to be fact. Flint’s plans haven’t changed. If, John didn’t have the foresight of burning that page. He’d be Dead. DEAD. DEAD.☠️☠️☠️☠️ But never mind, folk would rewrite fact and believe, Flint’s in looooovvvveee with Silver now, they’re friends. Flint wouldn’t dream of harming a hair on Silver’s head. They’re friends to the bitter end. That’s not true. I believe people misunderstood Silver and Flint’s conversation: Silver: “Well, if it makes you feel any better, I haven’t “considered” killing you in months.“
Flint: “A little bit.” Flint isn’t comforted by this admission because Silver didn’t say he hadn’t thought of killing Flint. He just had considered it necessary…lately. Totally different meaning.

John KNOWS Flint will kill him in a heart beat. Still!! Of this we can never doubt. Flint’s original goal was to get the gold and make people pay for making him cry. This is another reason why Silver is an emotional wreck. He is being forced to play the cards, he helped stack but Billy shuffled and Madi cut. He is committed to Flint, because he needs Flint to win the war, because he promised Queen Mother. He is committed to Madi because he is COMMITTED to Madi. Heart and Soul and by association, the Maroon People. Remember how he lost strength when he learned of her death. She causes a visceral reaction in him. It’s internal and eternal. Can you logically surmise, Silver not waging war on anyone who threatens. Endangers or touches Madi.

I’ll admit, Flint appears innocent of all wrong doing at this point but that is how evil and sociopaths work (I said it, and yes, I do have a degree in psychology). They manipulate you to unwillingly (or unknowingly) do their dirty work. Like you do the work setting up the dominoes for a big event but Flint "accidentally” trips you, knocking over the first domino, setting off the chain reaction. All you can do is watch the untimely destruction. Don’t believe me? All the folk fighting on Flint’s War, how many did he actually recruit? I’ll wait. Few/None. He approached Eleanor, who made sure he didn’t…wait for it…kill Silver! But he manipulated Gates. Then Billy, then Silver, who then approach Queen Mother, see a pattern? Flint is a charismatic devil. Literally. I could go on but I won’t. Flint has to die, like any antagonist should. It’s just a matter of who, where and how? We already know the why. Don’t mess with Madi!! Don’t mess with John!

To be really real. I wished Hands had laid hands on John’s head again and got him to ask the questions he shoulda asked when Flint gave him bad intel. (You had one job!) Ya know, before he absolved Flint of blame. Like. Did you see her body? Did you attempt to enter the burning building? Then how can you say, with certainty she is dead? What are you doing here?! Telling me lies?! I saw Flint trying to be the first to deliver the bad news. That is all. Lip service. Okay, okay. Too much. Bad Woo! But I will not apologize because it’s true. Yep, bad guy. No hero here.

To wrap this up! Finally!! John has grown as a leader and a man. He hasn’t changed who he is in essence. He has never wanted to fight Flint’s war. However, he was willing, for HIS PORTION, of the gold, only. Not, to defeat a nation…until Madi. Flint wants ALL of the gold and everyone dead. Flint hasn’t changed. He has adapted because it benefits him to do so. He’s saying and doing the right things, right now. However, Flint will once again reveal his true colors. That’s some really, really, real shite right there. Write it down.

Back to John. John has always been willing to kill Flint. Which bothered/upset him, when he believed (not really) they were friends. He just didn’t see the need to…at that time, they were successful in their endeavors. Now, there’s a need and he has tasted the bitter fruit of “darkness” and liked it! John is no longer fighting the thought of ending Flint when it comes to Madi. No doubt whatsoever. John is back to where he started, when plotting next moves against Flint. Nothing has really changed. Neither has Flint. You betray a friend. John and Flint were never friends. They both know this and we should too, if we’re watching the same show. ~PitchingWoo™.

Sweet Treats, Now Gimme The Deets (Jake x F/MC)

Title: Sweet Treats, Now Gimme The Deets
Fandom: Endless Summer
Prompt: For the anon who requested “This is girl talk, so leave” (JakexMC) from @choicesimaginesandmore!  (I hope this satisfies your request!  I had a lot of fun writing it 💖)
Word Count: 1282

Summary: Quinn, Michelle, and M/C didn’t know it would lead to this, but somehow a plate of desserts got M/C accidentally sharing her potential interests in a certain pilot.


The sun sets, painting the mysterious atmosphere of La Huerta glorious shades of purples, pinks, and oranges.  A cool breeze sweeps through the abandoned Celestial, which has recently been taken over by ten college kids, an oh-so-optimistic tour guide, and a disgruntled pilot.  Another day has passed since they’ve landed on the island, and they have yet to discover any new leads.  As the days go by, they grow more tired.  Determined, but still tired.  

It’s important to treat yourself after a long day’s work.  Thus, the entire gang has chosen to hang by the pool – whether they be sipping a beer by the hot tub, playing water games in the pool, chatting by the bar or lounge chairs, they’re all having fun forgetting the situation they’re stuck in.  They were all enjoying the outdoors, all except…


“Oh. My.  God.”

“Tell me about it.”  

Seated together in the hotel’s restaurant is you, Quinn, and Michelle, murdering the plate of chocolate-coated strawberries in front of you that Quinn found in the kitchen.  “This is the best thing that has happened to me since we landed here.  Thank you, Quinn,” Michelle moans through the strawberry she stuffs in her mouth.
“Of course!  Everyone can use a little something sweet.” The redhead says giddily.

“Seriously, though – mmph, these are so good – If I were to die on this island, I could die happy now.” You join the others in devouring the platter.  

“Desserts always make me happy,” Quinn continues, “I think it’s the best way to treat yourself after a long day of struggling.”  

Michelle gulps down her food quickly, so she can open her mouth to speak.  “I know that feeling,” She points at Quinn, referring to what she said.  “When I spent countless nights applying for med schools, Sean would occasionally stop by my house with these mini macaroons, and we’d eat them together while we caught up with each other days.”  Her eyes gleam with reminiscence as her mind wanders off to the memory of her ex-love.

Quinn clears her throat.  “How are you feeling since the breakup, Michelle? That is – if you don’t mind me asking. I know it must be hard.”

Michelle’s blonde hair bounces on her shoulder and she leans back on her seat. She sighs deeply, and closes her eyes for a short moment.  “It still hurts,” She mumbles wearily, “I regret how it ended, everyday. But –“ She sighs again, this time to clear her thoughts, “I did what I did.  And I have to face the consequences.  Which…is why I shouldn’t be stopping him – indirectly - from pursuing other people.”  

Her eyes shift to you.  You return her eye contact for a bit, not knowing why she’s looking at you that way.  Then it hits you.

“Oh! Um, thanks Michelle.”  You give her a small smile.  “But, I’m not interested in Sean.”  

“You’re not?”  She raises her eyebrows as you shake your head, a little surprised.  

Quinn pipes up, “I bet I know who M/C likes,” She beams.  “It’s the pilot, isn’t it?”  

“Quinn, I do not…” Now you’re beaming back.  You don’t want to admit to your new friends that you’re developing a little crush on Jake McKenzie, but you don’t want to lie to them either.  The thought of being near him, talking to him, exchanging quick glances with each other, makes your heart flutter.  

“Ohmigod, M/C’s totally trying not to blush right now.  Is it Jake?”  Michelle lights up excitedly, “It’s Jake, isn’t it?”

“What’s Jake?”

The three of you spin around to see the man of the hour, scruffy five’o’clock shadow and all, strolling over to your table.  His dog tags bounce off his chest each step he takes.  “Speak of the devil…” You mutter underneath your breath.

“Hi Jake,” Quinn gestures to the plate on the table.  “Chocolate-dipped strawberry?”  

“Don’t mind if I do,” Jake snatches one from the platter and pops it in his mouth with no hesitation.  “You never answered my question.  What’s Jake?”

“Oh, nothing.  We were just talking about you.” Michelle answers coyly.  You suppress the urge to shoot her a look.  

“I don’t blame you, there’s plenty about me to talk about,” The pilot smirks. “Anyway, I was just wondering if I could steal Princess here for a walk around the hotel.”  

“What makes you think I want to go on a walk with you?” You raise your eyebrows in retort.

“What makes me think you don’t?”  

Jake’s grinning at you, and you can’t help but grin back.  “Touché,” You mindlessly lick your lips.  “I’ll join you in a bit.  Meet you on the benches?”

“Cool.” He’s about to walk away, but notices the side-eyes and smirks Quinn and Michelle are secretly throwing each other. 

“…Am I interrupting something?  It looks like Pippi and Maybelline here are trying to eye-fuck each other.”  

“We’re not the only ones eye-fucking each other on the island,” Michelle teases, which she in return gets a giggle from Quinn, and a nudge from you underneath the table.  

“Oh yeah?  Care to share the deets?”  Jake raises his eyebrows in amusement and reaches for another strawberry.  “This is one of the calmer days on this island. If one of you kids is pining over someone, now’s the time to fill me in.”  

Quinn shoots you a quick glance, before resting her head on her hand and smiling innocently at Jake.  “We’ll tell you later.”

“Why not now?”  

Because, we’re in the middle of Girl Talk™, and somebody is invading our sesh.”  You smile at the pilot smugly.  “So, Jake, this is the part where you leave.”  

Jake lets out a little snort and playfully raises his hands up in defense. “Alright, alright,” He announces as he takes a few steps back.  He makes eye contact with you, a look of determination and expectancy.  “Meet you on the benches, Princess.”

“See ya.”

As soon as he strides away, you snap your head back to Michelle and Quinn, who are both biting their lips and raising their eyebrows at you.  “I hate you both,” You say teasingly.  Quinn tries to stifle a giggle, and you shoot her a look. “What?”  

“He wants to ravish you so bad.”  She responds giddily.  

“Oh my god,” You roll your eyes in denial, but can’t help to smirk at the whole situation that just went down.  

“Oh, he so does,” Michelle sips her glass of water slyly, “And you should go for it too.  Sex with older men is usually great – and Jake looks like someone who would definitely have you quivering and moaning so loud the entire hall can – “

“I – okay.  This is my cue to leave.” You feel your face growing hot and gently push yourself up from you seat, “Great talk you guys - but - I have walking duties to attend to.”  

Walking duties,” Quinn airquotes and winks at you.

“Walking duties – without the airquotes.”  




You glance at the two of them amusingly - and they return the same look - once more before turning around.  “I’m gonna go.” You declare and strut away. “See you later!”  

“Make good decisions, M/C!” Quinn chirps.  Their giggles grow more faint the further you walk away from them, and closer to the pilot. 

You don’t know this yet, but that moment of bonding between the three of you will last in your memories for a lifetime.



 “Hey, Princess,” Jake calls out as he sees you walking out of the Celestial.  “You gonna fill me in on who’s been mentally stripping the other off?”  

“Oh, you haven’t noticed?” You tease, “Sean’s been giving you the look ever since we hopped off your plane.”  

Jake looks dumbfounded for a second.  “I hope to god you’re joking.”  

“I don’t know what goes on in Sean’s head.”  

frases/status wpp em inglês
  • good girls go to heaven, bad girls go everywhere
  • memories destroy us
  • maybe we’re from the same star
  • whatever happens, you’re my light
  • we may not have it all together, but together we have it all
  • but darling, this is not wonderland
  • can we act like we never broke each others heart?
  • trusting people is like touching fire
  • everyone seems normal until you get to know them
  • you need a little bit of insanity to do great things
  • we’re just lost souls, aren’t we?
  • I could look into your eyes until the sun comes up
  • because alcohol tastes better than tears
  • the rebel in me will never die
  • let’s get drunk together so I can kiss you and then blame it on the vodka
  • I miss the taste of you
  • you are obsessed with finding someone to love you because you can’t love yourself
  • I cared too much and that destroyed me
  • a part of me was lost in you
  • there’s a devil in your smile
  • sometimes to stay alive you got to kill your mind
  • we all have darkness inside of us, and some of us are better at hiding it than others
  • fake people don’t surprise me anymore, loyal people do
  • if this is reality i am not interested
  • just two kids, stupid and fearless
  • we were just a bounch of trouble kids who wanted a feel of what real life felt like.
  • she wanted to be a poet, but deep down she was a poem
  • all we need is love
  • we are just kids in love
  • I don’t care how complicated this gets, I still want you
  • we blame society, but we are society
  • you ruined my favorite song
  • you can find love in the same place you lost it
  • destroy what destroys you
  • I feel bad for people who never go crazy
  • black is not sad, black is poetic
  • it hurts because it mattered
  • cool kids never sleep
  • i’m a teenager, my music will tell you a lot more about me than my mouth ever could
  • i broke my rules for you
  • i’m all yours, i’ve got no control
  • I just want my past to be a blur.
  • collect moments, not things
  • sometimes we need fantasy to survive reality
  • cause all that you are is all that i’ll ever need
  • your voice was the calm after the storm
  • there are so many types of art but you are my favorite
  • I just wanna be yours
  • you never know the last time you’ll see a place. or a person.
  • we all go a little mad sometimes
  • love is a dangerous game
  • don’t break my heart, you live there
  • lost in a world that doesn’t exist
  • first, learn how to make yourself happy
frases/status wpp em inglês

♦ good girls go to heaven, bad girls go everywhere
♦ memories destroy us
♦ maybe we’re from the same star
♦ whatever happens, you’re my light
♦ we may not have it all together, but together we have it all
♦ but darling, this is not wonderland
♦ can we act like we never broke each others heart?
♦ trusting people is like touching fire
♦ everyone seems normal until you get to know them
♦ you need a little bit of insanity to do great things
♦ we’re just lost souls, aren’t we?
♦ I could look into your eyes until the sun comes up
♦ because alcohol tastes better than tears
♦ the rebel in me will never die
♦ let’s get drunk together so I can kiss you and then blame it on the vodka
♦ I miss the taste of you
♦ you are obsessed with finding someone to love you because you can’t love yourself
♦ I cared too much and that destroyed me
♦ a part of me was lost in you
♦ there’s a devil in your smile
♦ sometimes to stay alive you got to kill your mind
♦ we all have darkness inside of us, and some of us are better at hiding it than others
♦ fake people don’t surprise me anymore, loyal people do
♦ if this is reality i am not interested
♦ just two kids, stupid and fearless
♦ we were just a bounch of trouble kids who wanted a feel of what real life felt like.
♦ she wanted to be a poet, but deep down she was a poem
♦ all we need is love
♦ we are just kids in love
♦ I don’t care how complicated this gets, I still want you
♦ we blame society, but we are society
♦ you ruined my favorite song
♦ you can find love in the same place you lost it
♦ destroy what destroys you
♦ I feel bad for people who never go crazy
♦ black is not sad, black is poetic
♦ it hurts because it mattered
♦cool kids never sleep
♦ i’m a teenager, my music will tell you a lot more about me than my mouth ever could
♦ i broke my rules for you
♦ i’m all yours, i’ve got no control
♦ I just want my past to be a blur.
♦ collect moments, not things
♦ sometimes we need fantasy to survive reality
♦ cause all that you are is all that i’ll ever need
♦ your voice was the calm after the storm
♦ there are so many types of art but you are my favorite
♦ I just wanna be yours
♦ you never know the last time you’ll see a place. or a person.
♦ we all go a little mad sometimes
♦ love is a dangerous game
♦ don’t break my heart, you live there
♦ lost in a world that doesn’t exist
♦ first, learn how to make yourself happy

ed sheeran ÷ lyric starters

as usual, pronouns etc can be adjusted and lines can be mixed as needed. 

tw for death, drug / alcohol mention. 


  • ❛ I was born inside a small town. ❜
  • ❛ I lost that state of mind. ❜
  • ❛ So blame it on the pain that blessed me with the life. ❜
  • ❛ And when the world’s against me, is when I really come alive. ❜
  • ❛ And every day that Satan tempts me, I try to take it in my stride. ❜
  • ❛ You know that I’ve got whisky with white lies, and smoke in my lungs. ❜
  • ❛ I’m well aware of certain things that can destroy a man like me. ❜
  • ❛ But with that said give me one more. ❜
  • ❛ I need another one to take the sting away. ❜
  • ❛ I am happy on my own so here I’ll stay. ❜
  • ❛ Save your loving arms for a rainy day. ❜
  • ❛ And I’ll find comfort in my pain eraser. ❜
  • ❛ I used to think that nothing could be better than touring the world with my songs. ❜
  • ❛ I chased the picture perfect life, I think they painted it wrong. ❜
  • ❛ I’m well aware of certain things that will befall a man like me. ❜

Castle On The Hill

  • ❛ When I was six years old I broke my leg. ❜
  • ❛ I was younger then. ❜
  • ❛ Take me back to when I found my heart and broke it here. ❜
  • ❛ I made friends and lost them through the years. ❜
  • ❛ I know I’ve grown, but I can’t wait to go home. ❜
  • ❛ I’m on my way. ❜
  • ❛ And I miss the way you make me feel. ❜
  • ❛ And it was real when we watched the sunset over the castle on the hill. ❜
  • ❛ I had my first kiss on a Friday night. ❜
  • ❛ I don’t reckon that I did it right. ❜
  • ❛ I was younger then so take me back to then. ❜
  • ❛ Oh, how we’ve grown. ❜
  • ❛ But I can’t wait to go home. ❜


  • ❛ Maybe I came on too strong. ❜
  • ❛ Maybe I waited too long. ❜
  • ❛ Maybe I played my cards wrong, oh just a little bit wrong. ❜
  • ❛ Baby, I apologise for it. ❜
  • ❛ I could fall or I could fly. ❜
  • ❛ And I could live, I could die, hanging on the words you say. ❜
  • ❛ I’ve been known to give my all. ❜
  • ❛ So don’t call me baby unless you mean it. ❜
  • ❛ And don’t tell me you need me if you don’t believe it. ❜
  • ❛ So let me know the truth before I dive right into you. ❜
  • ❛ You’re a mystery. ❜
  • ❛ I have travelled the world, and there’s no other girl like you, no one. ❜
  • ❛ What’s your history? ❜
  • ❛ Do you have a tendency to lead some people on? ❜
  • ❛ Do you have a tendency to lead some people on? Cause I heard you do. ❜
  • ❛ Sitting back, looking at every mess that I made. ❜

Shape Of You

  • ❛ The club isn’t the best place to find a lover so the bar is where I go. ❜
  • ❛ We’re drinking fast and then we talk slow. ❜
  • ❛ And trust me I’ll give it a chance now. ❜
  • ❛ Girl, you know I want your love. ❜
  • ❛ Your love was handmade for somebody like me. ❜
  • ❛ Come on now, follow my lead. ❜
  • ❛ I may be crazy, don’t mind me. ❜
  • ❛ Boy, let’s not talk too much. ❜
  • ❛ Grab on my waist and put that body on me. ❜
  • ❛ We push and pull like magnets do. ❜
  • ❛ Although my heart is falling too, I’m in love with your body. ❜
  • ❛ We talk for hours and hours about the sweet and the sour. ❜
  • ❛ Your family is doing okay. ❜
  • ❛ Every day, discovering something brand new. ❜


  • ❛ I found a love for me. ❜
  • ❛ Darling, just dive right in and follow my lead. ❜
  • ❛ Well, I found a girl, beautiful and sweet. ❜
  • ❛ Oh, I never knew you were the someone waiting for me. ❜
  • ❛ We were just kids when we fell in love. ❜
  • ❛ I will not give you up this time. ❜
  • ❛ Darling, you look perfect tonight. ❜
  • ❛ I found a woman, stronger than anyone I know. ❜
  • ❛ We are still kids but we’re so in love, fighting against all odds. ❜
  • ❛ I know we’ll be alright this time. ❜
  • ❛ I see my future in your eyes. ❜
  • ❛ I have faith in what I see. ❜
  • ❛ Now I know I have met an angel in person. ❜
  • ❛ I don’t deserve this. ❜
  • ❛ You look perfect tonight. ❜

Galway Girl

  • ❛ I kissed you on the neck and then I took you by the hand. ❜
  • ❛ Baby, I just want to dance. ❜
  • ❛ What does it mean, the ink on your arm? ❜
  • ❛ You know she beat me at darts and then she beat me at pool. ❜
  • ❛ And then you kissed me like there was nobody else in the room. ❜
  • ❛ We’ve outstayed our welcome and it’s closing time. ❜
  • ❛ I was holding your hand, your hand was holding mine. ❜
  • ❛ I swear I’m going to put you in a song that I write. ❜


  • ❛ You look happier. ❜
  • ❛ I saw that both your smiles were twice as wide as ours. ❜
  • ❛ Ain’t nobody hurt you like I hurt you. ❜
  • ❛ Ain’t nobody love you like I do. ❜
  • ❛ And until then I’ll smile to hide the truth. ❜
  • ❛ Ain’t nobody hurt you like I hurt you, but ain’t nobody need you like I do. ❜
  • ❛ I know that there’s others that deserve you. ❜
  • ❛ My darling, I am still in love with you. ❜
  • ❛ I know that there’s others that deserve you, but my darling, I am still in love with you. ❜
  • ❛ But if he breaks your heart like lovers do… ❜
  • ❛ Just know that I’ll be waiting here for you. ❜

New Man

  • ❛ I heard he spent five hundred pounds on jeans. ❜
  • ❛ He goes to the gym at least six times a week and he wears boat shoes with no socks on his feet. ❜
  • ❛ But I heard he makes you happy so that’s fine by me. ❜
  • ❛ I’m just keeping it real. ❜
  • ❛ Let me remind you of the days when you used to hold my hand. ❜
  • ❛ I know you’re missing all this kind of love. ❜
  • ❛ I’m kind of jealous. ❜
  • ❛ You were the type of girl that sat beside the water reading. ❜
  • ❛ Ok you need to be alone. ❜ 
  • ❛ And if you wanna talk about it you can call my phone. ❜
  • ❛ I’m not trying to ruin your week, but you act so differently. ❜
  • ❛ Please, remember you’re still free, to make the choice and leave. ❜
  • ❛ I don’t wanna know about your new man. ❜

Hearts Don’t Break Around Here

  • ❛ She is the sweetest thing that I know. ❜
  • ❛ You are the sweetest thing that I know. ❜
  • ❛ She took my heart upon a one way trip, guess she went wandering off with it. ❜
  • ❛ Unlike most women I know, you’ll bring my heart back whole. ❜
  • ❛ Oh we’re in love aren’t we? ❜
  • ❛ I feel safe when you’re holding me near. ❜
  • ❛ You know hearts don’t break around here. ❜
  • ❛ I love the way that you conquer your fear. ❜
  • ❛ She is the lighthouse in the night that will safely guide me home. ❜
  • ❛ You’re the lighthouse in the night that will safely guide me home. ❜

What Do I Know?

  • ❛ Don’t you get involved in politics, religions, other peoples’ quarrels. ❜
  • ❛ I’ll paint the picture, let me set the scene. ❜
  • ❛ And I’ll pass on these things my family’s given to me, just love and understanding, positivity. ❜
  • ❛ Love could change the world in a moment, but what do I know? ❜
  • ❛ Love can change the world in a moment. ❜
  • ❛ But what do I know? ❜
  • ❛ The revolution’s coming, it’s a minute away. ❜
  • ❛ You know we are made up of love and hate, but both of them are balanced on a razor blade. ❜
  • ❛ I know, I’m all for people following their dreams. ❜
  • ❛ You know the future’s in the hands of you and me. ❜
  • ❛ So let’s all get together, we can all be free. ❜

How Would You Feel (Paean)

  • ❛ You are the one girl and you know that it’s true. ❜
  • ❛ I’m feeling younger every time that I’m alone with you. ❜
  • ❛ We got questions we should not ask but… ❜
  • ❛ How would you feel, if I told you I loved you? ❜
  • ❛ It’s just something that I want to do. ❜
  • ❛ I’ll be taking my time, spending my life falling deeper in love with you. ❜
  • ❛ Tell me that you love me too. ❜

Supermarket Flowers

  • ❛ Memories of a life that’s been loved. ❜
  • ❛ Don’t you cry when you’re down. ❜
  • ❛ But there’s a tear every time that I blink. ❜
  • ❛ I’m in pieces. It’s tearing me up but I know a heart that’s broke is a heart that’s been loved. ❜
  • ❛ You are an angel in the shape of my _____. ❜
  • ❛ I hope that I see the world as you did ‘cause I know a life with love is a life that’s been lived. ❜


  • ❛ Well get up up on the dancefloor tonight. ❜
  • ❛ I’ve got two left feet and a bottle of red wine. ❜
  • ❛ I don’t care what the DJ chooses. ❜
  • ❛ We’re going somewhere where the sun is shining bright. ❜
  • ❛ Just close your eyes, and let’s pretend we’re dancing in the street. ❜
  • ❛ Well get up up on the dancefloor, move, it’s a Saturday night. ❜
  • ❛ I fell in love with the sparkle in the moonlight reflected in your beautiful eyes. ❜
  • ❛ I guess that is destiny doing it right. ❜
  • ❛ Spin you around me again and again and again. ❜
  • ❛ You’re like something that God has sent me. ❜
  • ❛ So let’s pretend we’re dancing in the street in Barcelona. ❜

Bibia Be Ye Ye

  • ❛ I lost my shoes last night. ❜
  • ❛ I don’t know where I put my keys. ❜
  • ❛ I bet my mother’s proud of me from each scar upon my knuckle and each graze upon my knee. ❜
  • ❛ I tell myself in every way I won’t be doing this again. ❜
  • ❛ I am only being honest with you, I get lonely and make mistakes from time to time. ❜
  • ❛ I remember less and less, and mostly things that I regret. ❜
  • ❛ My heart is breaking at the seams and I’m coming apart now. ❜
  • ❛ And I am only being honest with you, I get lonely. ❜
  • ❛ I make mistakes from time to time. ❜

Nancy Mulligan

  • ❛ I was twenty four years old when I met the woman I would call my own. ❜
  • ❛ And I asked her father but her daddy said, “No, you can’t marry my daughter” ❜
  • ❛ I’m gonna marry the woman I love. ❜
  • ❛ Never had I seen such beauty before. ❜
  • ❛ The moment that I saw her, ____ was my yellow rose. ❜
  • ❛ You know, _____, I adore ya. ❜
  • ❛ I never worried about the king and crown. ❜
  • ❛ I found my heart upon the southern ground. ❜

Save Myself

  • ❛ I gave all my oxygen to people that could breathe. ❜
  • ❛ Oh, honestly? ❜
  • ❛ They gave me the heartache and in return I gave a song … it goes on and on. ❜
  • ❛ Life can get you down so I just numb the way it feels. ❜
  • ❛ I drown it with a drink and out of date prescription pills. ❜
  • ❛ Human beings are destined to radiate or drain. ❜
  • ❛ Only scars remain. ❜
  • ❛ I’m here again, between the devil and the danger. ❜
  • ❛ I guess it’s just my nature. ❜
  • ❛ So before I save someone else, I’ve got to save myself. ❜
  • ❛ Before I blame someone else, I’ve got to save myself. ❜
  • ❛ Before I love someone else, I’ve got to love myself. ❜
30 questions from Deanee fans to the haters

1) Why are you haters perpetually angry?
2) Why do you accuse us of any existing evil in the world? In short, if a massacre happens, the blame is automatically on Deanee fans.
3) Why do you consider Renee the devil personally?
4) Why do you criticize Renee’s makeup, her hair, her body, when you don’t even know what contouring is?
5) “Renee looks like a man” If Renee resembles a man, I’m a gorilla.
6) Why do you say Renee abuses Dean? Dean is 190 cm high, but Renee is tall as me (165 cm). How can she abuse Dean? He could make her fly 😂
7) Why do you hate Renee for the costume she made in 2013? Okay the culture, but it has not humiliated it. What should I say when some people dress up like Sicilians and pretend to speak Sicilian dialect?
8) “I hate Renee long before she dating Dean.” So how is it possible? Before 2013, you didn’t talk about her. There is a spontaneous question: why don’t you admit that you hate Renee for Dean? In the end, it’s not a big deal, it’s just to be honest with yourself.
9) You hate Renee, but you follow her on all socials. Soon, you’ll know more things than we fans. If you hate Renee, why do you always talk about her?
10) Why do you invent those strange theories? Even spy movies don’t make that theories.
11) “We use logic” and then you want Dean and Alexa/Becky together. Great logic.
12) Why at least 40% of Deanee’s haters are convinced of being Dean’s future partner/wife?
13) Why, if we respond to you, you get angry? No need, just talk quietly. Is it so hard?
14) Why do you accuse us of bullying, when you are the first to threaten Renee and her fans?
15) Why do you say to ignore us when you send us questions on our blogs continually?
16) Why do you base your ideas on non-existent things and then when you see all the material we have in our favor (Photos, Videos, Interviews, etc.) you insult us?
17) Why are you convinced that Renee is with Dean for the money? Guys, Renee takes a one million dollars a year, she doesn’t have this extreme need for money. Then, if she wanted fame, she could dating John Cena, didn’t she?
18) Why do you always talk about Norm? Those two broke up 5 years ago. Why you repeat the same things?
19) Why are you convinced that Renee betrayed Dean? You have no evidence.
20) Why do you haters call us “shippers”? The word “shipper” refers to another. For example, in the fandom “Pokemon”, say “shipper” is normal. But it’s not normal to use “Shipper” instead of “fan” for a couple that really exists.
21) Why do you say that we Deanee fans are “the WWE ruin”? The ruin of the fandom is you who threaten to death all those who have different ideas.
22) Why do you respond with anger when we show you the reality of the facts?
23) Why do you haters talk behind us? At least, have the courage to come to us.
24) You were the ones that said, “If Dean and Renee don’t confirm their relationship, I don’t believe it.” But when Renee and Dean confirmed it, you refused to believe it. You were the same people who said “Dean and Renee will never get married, because Vince doesn’t pay him so much.” And now Dean and Renee are married.
25) Why are you convinced that the Dean and Renee’s house belongs to WWE? WWE is not a estate agency or marriage agency.
26) Why are you convinced Vince is paying Dean to stay with Renee? They would not gain anything from their relationship. And then, if it was really like you say… How come Renee is on SD and Dean on Raw?
27) “Dean and Renee don’t really love each other because they don’t swap their likes on Twitter or Instagram.” Not even the comment.
28) Why do you make petitions to fire Renee? It doesn’t seem to me that Renee killed people.
29) Why do you hate all the wrestlers’ girlfriends/wives? They’re not asexual.
30) Why do you hate us so much? Why do you insult us? Why do you wish us death or other things? We just have a love for a couple you don’t like. The only difference. So why do you have to accuse us of things we don’t do? Why do you have to insult us? Why this hatred?

And here are my questions to the haters! If you want, you can answer (kindly and kindly, remember that civilization exists). Next time!✨

Forgive me father
For I have sinned
I met the devil on my shoulder
Then I let him in
When no one could save me
He said he’d defend me
And with no sign from above
Could you fucking blame me
I’m fighting myself
I’m going crazy again
I’m just so damn tired of your voice in my head
—  Secrets, in “Learn To Love”
A Little Mistake Messenger

Ch. 1 Ch. 2 Ch. 3 Ch. 4 Ch. 5 Ch. 6 Ch. 7 Ch. 8 Ch. 9 Ch. 10

Rating: Rating M for future smut (ITS COMING PEOPLE sooner than ya think) 

Summary:  MC has exciting news to tell Zen and the other RFA members. That is until the MC gets a shock from Zen. MC finds comfort in a close friend, Jumin Han.

Tags: mystic messenger, Zen X MC, Jumin x MC, angst, baby 

Authors Note: Happy New year! The smut is coming! The Smut is coming! 


“We need to talk Zen, about that night, about Ran.” I didn’t want to keep Zen in the dark anymore. I promised myself, and Jumin that if he wanted to be a part of his son’s life I would not stop him. I would always love Zen in some way, and I accepted that fact. The last thing I wanted to do was keep him from his child.

Zen in almost a whisper asked, “Ran is my son isn’t he?” Those words made my own response stuck in my throat. Tears welled up in my eyes I looked over at Ran smiling before looking at Zen in his beautiful eyes. The same eyes that called me mom, and kissed to sleep every night. “Ran is your son,” I took a deep breath, “and I’m so sorry for not telling you sooner.” There was a click at the front door. My heart was in my stomach. At least Jumin is here. I quickly wiped the tears from my face. Zen stood up looking at the door. His eyes glassy he looked as if he was going to start crying as well.

“Where are my beautiful boys?” Jumin’s voice said cheerfully carrying his bags in through the door. “Daddy!” Ran sprinted to the door and crashed into Jumins open arms waiting for him. “Did you take care of mommy?” He asked him and he nodded.  My eyes met Jumins his and his cheerful demeanor vanished when he saw Zen standing close next to me. I looked back at Zen who was staring at Jumin and Ran at the door.

“Hyun it’s been some time.” Jumin walked towards me and kissed my head. He was sending a clear message to Zen.

I looked at Zens fixed stare as silent tears ran down his cheek.


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Sweet Devil AU

Characters: Arthur, Francis

Words: 571

Arthur had never meant for it to happen; he refused to feel any shame for the choice of another.

The clinking of chains alerted Arthur to Francis’s approach. The git hadn’t even figured out how to get them off yet. (Arthur chose to forget he, himself, had taken close to a century to escape the lake of fire, let alone find a way to get rid of the chains that kept him from being able to leave Hell.)

“When will you stop avoiding me?!” the newly-Fallen demanded.

He stunk of smoke and brimstone, and his voice, once Ambrosia to Arthur’s ears, was now the bitter rot of decomposing fruit made into sound.

“When will you stop following?” Arthur pulled at the cuffs of his sleeves. “Once you do, there will be no more need for me to avoid you.”

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John Murphy Imagine - 

No Rest for the Wicked

 Life passes by in a blur of indistinguishable events that feel all too routine. Day by day slight variations of the same activities occur. Chances are, a few months from now you won’t be able to remember what happened on this day because, honestly, what made it so different from the day before that or the day before that? But then there are those moments, the moments that stick out so fluorescently because that was the moment that everything changed. Ten years from now you will remember that moment because you wouldn’t be where you are now had it not occurred.  

 A sore throat. It was a sore throat. He was helping his father clean up their living quarters when he felt that prickle, the tiniest irritation in the back of his throat that would evolve into the desecration of his life. 

 He does this every night he can get away from the others; which is often since no one cares to keep track of him. They might even be hoping he doesn’t come back.  He sits in the forest, the radiant greenery casting purpley-blue shadows onto his pale face. He relives it all. The sore throat, the unyielding runny nose, the hacking cough that ripped his lungs apart, and the high fever that induced him into delirium. He picks at the wound until the blood spills out at the image of his father being sucked into oblivion.

 You killed him.

 He presses the palm of his calloused hands to his scratched up temples, attempting to press the memory out of his head but all he does is break open a scabbed over cut. Warm blood trickles down over his closed eyelid and through the fine eyelashes, dripping down his cheek like a grotesque tear.

“Murphy?” A voice calls out from behind him.

His tired eyes snap open and he twists his neck to look in the direction the voice came from.

She advances in his direction, delicately stepping over rocks that might throw off her balance.

“Are you bleeding?” she asks as she sits down next to him.

“Are we currently sitting in a forest?” he counters blandly.

She rolls her eyes, reaching out to wipe the blood off his face.

He flinches, unaccustomed to gentle touches. He can’t remember that last time someone laid a hand on him without punching him or intending to cause great bodily harm by other means.

“What are you doing here?” she inquires, wiping her reddened hand on her leg. Crimson red streaks stains the fabric.

“Can’t sleep,” he mumbles.

He hasn’t properly slept in years. Unconsciousness is supposed to be a refuge for those who hide from the light of reality, but nightmares rip him from any hope of solace. There’s no rest for people like him.

“It’s not your fault,” she says softly.

“What are you talking about?” he replies dully, feigning ignorance.

 You killed him.

You killed them all.

Murderous monster.

Bloodthirsty son of a bitch.


“Depends who you ask,” he shrugs, his throat constricting slightly.

“None of it was ever your fault. You’re just the easiest one to blame,” she sighs.

“Why are you even here?” he turns to look her in the eye, his voice sharp.

“It’s depressing back at camp,” she replies, unfazed by his tone.

“So you came looking for me?” he laughs humorlessly, “If you thought I was the person to come to for a pick-me-up I have news for you.”

“Could you cut the shit for like a second?” she snaps.

“What?” his face scrunches up in irritation.

“I know you’re not as awful as you want everything to think you are.”

“Oh really? Why would I want people to think I’m awful? Why would I want people to think I’m so awful that they immediately blame me for everything that goes wrong?” he hisses.

“Because if they knew you weren’t actually the devil, they’d be able to see how fucking scared you really are,” she narrows her eyes.

He recoils, shifting away from her piercing gaze.

Why couldn’t she be like everyone else? There is no redemption when everyone has already formed their opinions about you. If you were a monster then you’re a monster now. You killed two people then (attempted a third) and now you’re trying to help everyone, but that doesn’t matter because you’re still forever a murderer. But if you were a good person then, a peacemaker, and you massacred a village of innocent people now, you’re still worth saving; you’re worth forgiving. No one cares about who you are now; they only care about who you’ve been.

 Every rational part of her mind advises her to get up and leave, but she can’t bring herself to walk away from the broken boy beside her. None of them deserve what has happened to them. After all, they’re just kids who were sent down here to die. There’s something different about his case though. Monstrous, evil is the easiest way to describe him, but she thinks he’s the most human of them all. No one else has displayed such fallacy of human nature as him; nobody has bled as much as he has. They all sneer at him, spitting on him for being the way he is. But who do they think made him that way? Aren’t we all just products of our environment? Show a man kindness and understanding and he will grow in spite of his past errors, but show a man cruelty and punishment and he will become a fate worse than death.

“I’m trying,” he sighs, “I’m trying to be better.”

“I know. You wouldn’t have saved Bellamy if you weren’t. You wouldn’t have tried to protect Finn.”

“I’ve been a wreck for the past few years, and I have no idea what that means for my future,” he shakes his head, running his fingers through his tangled hair.

“We know what we are, but know not what we may be,” she echoes.

“Alright Shakespeare,” he laughs half-heartedly, looking at her out of the corner of his eye.

He knows there’s no point. No one could ever care about him. But god he wishes she would. Girls may like bad boys, but homicidal maniacs? Not so much. He hates the way she looks at him, how understanding she acts. It makes him think for a split second that maybe, just maybe her intentions are more than just sympathy for a boy who has been chewed up and spit out by the world. Her sweet smile and thoughtful eyes tear him apart. If he could just have this one thing, it may all be worth it. After everything he’s done, he doesn’t really deserve it. But that doesn’t stop him from hoping in the most pessimistic way.

“You’re killing me,” he breathes out, getting up and walking into the center of the dip in the ground.

“Murphy,” she follows him into the brightest part of the forest.

“You should stop wasting your sympathy on me. Give it to someone who deserves it.”

John,” she presses.

 His entire body spins around to look at her. His eyes widen in surprise, shock evident in his face. John is a name that doesn’t belong to him anymore. John is who he could have been. John is someone his father would have been proud of.

“Don’t call me that,” he says dejectedly.

“It’s your name,” her eyebrows scrunch together in confusion.

“It hasn’t been my name in 4 years.”

“You are more than the mistakes you’ve made!” she gesticulates in frustration.

He strides towards her, leaving only a few short inches between them.

“You can’t look me in the eye and tell me that I’m not a disgusting monster,” he glowers down at her.

She places both of her tiny hands on either side of his face. He flinches as his cheekbones cut into her thumbs. She keeps her focus steady on his green eyes that are framed by various scratches.

You are not a monster,” she says softly.

“I don’t have anyone,” he whispers.

“You have me.”

“You’ll leave just like everyone else,” he shakes his head, her arms swaying with the motion.

“I’ll be here as long as you want me here,” she assures.

“I don’t believe you. Words don’t mean all that much,” he says somberly.

After all the times he’s been lied to she doesn’t blame him for being skeptical of her promise. Everyone he’s trusted has betrayed him in one-way or another. You can’t tell someone like him not to be scared; you have to show them why they shouldn’t be.

 She pulls his face closer to hers. Confusion twists his features. She places her lips on his slowly and gently. His stance is hesitant. Of all of the possible directions this encounter could have taken, this was not one that ever crossed his mind. Her lips are patient as she waits for him to react. His body responds before he can think about what is happening. He kisses her back gingerly, letting her melt into him.

 She lets her hands slip down his face, over his neck, and down his chest, filling in the cracks that make him so cold and dejected. Her hands find his as the kiss deepens under the radioactive glow of the statuesque trees.

 A simple action of lips on lips can convey words in the most honest way possible. I got you. You’re okay. I believe in you. I’m not giving up on you. I trust you.


She pulls away languidly, letting his teeth drag over her bottom lip.

 “Incredible,” she whispers breathlessly as she lets her gaze drift upwards to the plethora of butterflies that materialized on the trees while their eyes were closed.

He lets his eyes follow her lead, taking in the forest around them. And then he does something he thought he would never do again. He smiles. He smiles out of genuine happiness and hope. Hope that things might be okay for the first time in forever.

“Are you smiling?” she questions, a grin of her own stretching her lips.

“Me? Experiencing positive feelings? Pfft no,” he chuckles.

“Oh my god do it again,” she pokes his cheek.

He smiles again and she beams back.

“Your smile is beautiful. You should do it more often,” she states.

“Okay,” he leans to peck her lips, letting his linger.

“You should do that more often, too.”

He leans in for the second time.

 You can’t save people. But sometimes, sometimes you can give them the encouragement to save themselves. All we need to know is that we’re not as awful as we think we are. And that makes all the difference.


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