i did the first half yesterday

Finding you

Originally posted by taesscripts

Words: 5992

Genre: Angst, fluff, smut

It has pretty much everything but there is a point where there will be smut so if you don’t fancy something like that you can just skip the part.

Description: Your cousin gave you a gift. It’s a pen, a pen that whatever you write upon your skin with it will also appear on your soulmate’s. Silly stuff, how can what you write with a stupid pen appear on your soulmate’s skin?

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D23 Live Action Run Down

Let’s be real you guys we’re running on very little sleep right now and I’m going to try to recount everything but I might miss some stuff BUT

Wrinkle in Time - we got a preview/trailer of the movie and I really think it’s going to be amazing. The costuming and effects are really pretty. Oprah, Mindy Kaling, and Resse Witherspoon are playing the Mrs’s and Chris Pine is playing the father. Then we got Oprahed because we got a poster from the movie and I wanted to cry at Oprah yelling “AND EVERYONE GETS A POSTER! YOU GET A POSTER! YOU GET A POSTER!”

Nutcracker and the 4 Realms - this is a movie I hadn’t seen much of press wise but we now know that Kiera Knightly, Morgan Freeman, and Helen Mir will be starring in it. The mouse king will be made if thousands of mice. Misty Copeland the famous ballerina will also be starring in it. It takes you through 4 realms it kinda had a Alice in Wonderland feel to it. November 2nd

The Lion King - John Favreau came out and we got to see almost all of the Circle of Life sequence and it. Was. Amazing. Baby Simba is really cute. We only saw Mufasa from a distance tho. Rafiki looked really well done as well.

Aladdin - we have a Aladdin and Jasmine. Mena Massoud and Naomi Scott. And Will Smith is the Genie!

Dumbo - march 29th 2019 we got to see the life sized Dumbo. He is adorable. Also kinda scary tbh but not in a Tim Burton way which is good. Tim Burton also sent a video from set and you got to see Casey Jr and some of the Circus

Jungle Cruise - It was confirmed that there is a jungle Cruise “project” underway with Dwayne the Rock Johnson. Lol

Mary Poppins Returns - this gave me chills Emily Blunt and director Rob Marshal came out a talked about the film then they had the symphony reveal from behind the curtain and played the music live to the teaser trailer. We saw lots of silly scenes with the 3 new children and Lin Manuel Miranda dancing with his fellow lamp post men. We got to see Angela Landsbury and Meryl Streep in full costume and character as well as Dick Van Dyke who we saw dancing. Emily Blunt said she wanted to carve her own Mary and “No one can out Julie Andrews Julie Andrews”

The Han Solo project was briefly mentioned but not a lot of info since I’m sure they are very busy sorting that all out

Star Wars: The Last Jedi John Boyega, Daisy Ridley, Gwendolyn Christie, Kelly Marie Tran, Laura Dern, and Benicia Del Toro, and Mark Hamill came out to speak for a moment with writer director Rian Johnson. It was cute but we didn’t get much new information. They gave us a behind the scenes video of filming and told us they are in post production. I’m sure there was a lot in the behind the scenes but it went by so fast I could barely keep any info in my head. As they’ve said before Finn will wake up

Avengers Infinity - Marvel Unveiled their new logo for their 10th anniversary next year. A shit ton of stars came out which was cool because they literally only did a wrap on the first half of the movie yesterday. They then showed us the new trailer for the movie which had so many characters in it I got dizzy.

For You, A House of Cards

Originally posted by minyoongiaesthetic

It was 5:30 AM. A loud crack of thunder had woken you up.

You didn’t jump awake but a tiny nervousness began to build inside your stomach. It had been meaning to rain for a few days now. The thunder rolled for hours each day but eventually it calmed and now, during your sleep, it decided to come back roaring.

Within seconds lighting flashed across the sky and the rain began to pour. You watched through the blinds for a moment and then rolled around in bed wondering how it was possible for him to stay asleep.

He wasn’t.

Yoongi wasn’t even in bed. You yawned and got up, then turned on the flashlight from your phone to walk through the dark house in search of him.

Now you were really scared because if the thunder were to crack suddenly and loudly again, it would most likely take you by surprise.

As you walked down the stairs, the lightning provided some creepy visibility to the house. You just hoped that the thunder would remain quiet for just a moment. Until you could find him.

He was in the kitchen, hovering over the counter and making coffee. He saw you come in and your eyes met.

“I was making tea so in case you woke up. It should calm down your nerves.” He took a sip from his mug. It probably cost ten dollars more than you would have paid for.

“I’m not scared, the storm just woke me up. I never heard thunder so loud before.”

Suddenly the thunder and lighting roared through the sky again simultaneously, making you take quick steps towards him but you didn’t touch him as you looked towards the windows much too large for your liking.

You didn’t want to be too clingy and lose your dignity. 

Instead, he pulled you towards him as he turned his attention back towards the brewing tea but he lazily wrapped your arms around him.

“I’m not scared.” You repeated, hugging him from behind.

“The entire day you were nervous about the thunder. Now it really hits and you don’t want to admit that you’re scared? I kind of wanted to hold you until you weren’t scared anymore.” He surprisingly admitted.

“I’m scared Yoongi.” You said quietly.

He took your hand and pulled you back upstairs towards the bedroom.

You tucked yourself into him and he kissed your forehead, letting his arm serve as your pillow.

“Go to sleep. This is just one of many storms we’ll have to go through.” He said, taking a deep breath.

You held onto his hand and closed your eyes. It felt so good being in his arms.

 There was something crazy about feeling this happy. Especially since this wasn’t your house, your room, your bed…or his.

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This is a BIG Deal

Okay so Pentatonix covered Bohemian Rhapsody. They just did that. And WOW! I first heard it yesterday and honestly I still can’t process that insanity. I know that for the longest time, everyone has wanted them to do the song since they did bits of the song in Evolution of Music back in 2013.

Now to be clear, Bohemian Rhapsody is a LONG as hell song. Where most songs are from 2 and half minutes to four minutes…..this is about SIX. That is a lot of music and lyrics in two extra minutes than the norm. So it is HARD to do all the way through. Besides that it is basically three different songs in one. So that is three different kinds of music styles that have to flow seamlessly together. Yeah it is complicated and technical as HELL.

In fact it is SO technical that Queen themselves, the creators of this classic song, could not do it live. Not completely anyway. The way in which Freddie had composed it, there was NO way for them to do all the parts live. They had to have certain parts played out through a recording and other parts were able to be done live. Like the intro was impossible to achieve live and so they had a recording. Another part was the opera I believe that was layered in such a way there was no way to reproduce the sound. The band in fact had to separate the song because of all the difficulty that went into performing it. 

Due to its length and technical difficulty NO artist has really done a TRUE cover of it. Not the way it should be. There have been many that have tried to emulate the original work, but here’s the kicker. It’s impossible to do without some editing or machine. And that’s due to how Freddie created the piece. So where does Pentatonix fit into this?

Well they made Bohemian Rhapsody, a song which relies heavily on multi layering and effects, into a near perfect acapella version. It is safe to say that PTX, like all the singers/bands before them, had to do SOMETHING to achieve the iconic parts of the song. Be it light layering or a choir, there’s almost NO way they could achieve it with their voices alone. They aren’t super human (well scratch that, they ARE but they don’t want us mere mortals to know that). Remember when I said that Queen couldn’t even perform Bohemian Rhapsody live? Yeah, if this song is a part of the 2017 tour set list…..and they can pull it off….then Pentatonix are truly geniuses, no lie. And they made Gold, a song all about auto tune and effects possible…..Cause Mitchy is out of this world. 

Anyway, I know that Pentatonix will have no problem with the length and the transitions in the song. Their Evolution of….songs have trained them for something like this. Each of the three Evolution of…. songs has taught them how to quickly move from one song, style, and tempo to the next. Each one is also long and very complex. They’ve also mentioned it took months to put together EofM. Scott and Mitch revealed EofB was put together in one night (cause they are just stans like that, I’m looking at you Scotty Boy). I’m not sure about how long it took to put together EofMJ. Regardless they were able to handle it all. 

One last thing to bring up is that Pentatonix said years ago (on The Sing Off in fact) that they were not meant to do rock music. There was just too much involved for them to pull off a rock song convincingly. Even so they were able to make it through Born to be Wild by Steppenwolf without tripping up live. This will their return to trying to pull off the genre. Being one of the most famous songs in the classic rock genre….yeah they definitely went for it. This has been requested by fans for years. So be proud and grateful of what they’ve done to sing this song.

This will be their greatest challenge to perform yet. Forget the digital sounds of Daft Punk or the emotional intensity of Hallelujah. THIS, Bohemian Rhapsody, is forever immortalized in the minds of music lovers worldwide. Pulling it off on stage in front of thousands of people…..there is no way that it won’t catch the attention of the media and people at large. Here’s to those crazy choir nerds who started off with a dream.

Let Me Repay You

||| Anon asked: Can i request a monsta a x mafia scenario where you and wonho are together and at first you two are in love but after awhile he starts to be harsh and aggressive to you? Also could you add in a dash of shownu |||

A/N: I was gradually getting sleepier as I wrote this so bare with me 😂 Also I’m back! 😂

Shin Hoseok (Wonho) x Reader x Son Hyunwoo (Shownu)

Genre: Mafia AU, angst

Word Count: 1,957

Originally posted by wonhontology

Originally posted by sonhyunu

“Sorry we’re closed!” you shouted from the storage room.

“I need a drink,” a man’s voice spoke.

“I said we’re closed,” you came out of the room and froze in the doorway. There was a man at the bar but he was so pale and looked like he’s about to pass out.

“Are… are you okay?” you stuttered, coming over to him. Now you could see what was wrong. His whole shirt was drenched in something red. It can’t be blood, can it? He was holding onto his stomach tightly you leaned down and slowly lifted his hand. Definitely blood.

“Keep pressing on it,” you ordered, lifting him up. He was way heavier than you expected. You threw his arm around your shoulder and dragged him to one of the tables with comfortable seating and lay him down. “Are you still with me?” you asked, gently slapping his cheek. He didn’t answer. Shit. This is bad. “I’m going to get you some help, I just need to find my phone” you said and stood up.

“No… No ambulance,” he begged you, somehow grabbing your hand.

“Are you serious? You’re going to bleed to death.”

“I said no ambulance,” this time his voice was more strict. There was a long pause after that. “You stitch me up.”

“No no no, no way.”

“You can do it,” he said squeezing your hand. You didn’t have time to think this through because he was already as white as a ghost. You quickly picked up the med kit and some alcohol from behind the bar and ran back to him. You sat him up and he winced in pain.

“Sorry,” you whispered. You had to do something about that shirt. It was sticky from all the blood but you had to take it off. You unbuttoned it and not sparing more than a few glances at his well toned chest, you focused on the wound. It looked bad. Blood was still gushing out of it. You were no expert but it seemed like a stab wound. You cleaned it, making him whine and got the needle with the thread ready. You were about to pierce his skin but your hands were trembling so bad. No, you can’t do this after all.

“Like this,” he said taking your hand and guiding you. “Will you finish it by yourself?” he asked through gritted teeth.

“I- I will try,” you replied and continued to do what he showed you. You were as careful as possible but you could still see he was in a lot of pain. By the time, you finished he was so quiet, you thought he died. You checked his pulse, you could feel it but it was faint. Shit he really needs to go to the hospital but you remembered he begged you not to call them. Why though?

“Oh my God, Hoseok,” you thought and quickly found your phone. You completely forgot to tell him where you are, he will come barging in here any second if you don’t do it fast but he won’t be happy seeing you alone with another man. You came up with a dumb lie, saying that your boss asked to work overnight, hoping he would believe you. Maybe he’s not home yet. This time you would actually be glad that he wasn’t. You looked at the man on the couch. You can’t leave him here by himself. You came back to him and cleaned him up a bit before covering him with your jacket. You sat down on the opposite side of the table. Where did he come from? You stayed like this, watching him when after a while sleep took over. You were woken up by a loud banging on the door. You rubbed your eyes and looked around. The man was gone. What the heck? You quickly stood up. He was barely alive, how can he walk?

“Y/N are you in there?” a familiar voice shouted from behind the door. You went to them but they were locked, you didn’t remember doing that though. You took the keys and finally got them open.

“What the hell were you thinking?” Hoseok shouted and grabbed you roughly as soon as he got in. “You think I’m stupid? Your bar doesn’t work overnight? What were you doing here?”

So many questions but you somehow felt that telling him would only make this worse.

“Come with me,” he said, increasing his grip on your hand and dragging you to the car.

“Hoseok, let go. You’re hurting me,” you cried out. He slammed you into the car, knocking the breath out of your lungs and looked you in the eyes.

“One more time, what were you doing here? Who were you with?”

You rubbed the place he was holding you before, there will probably be a bruise. The same for your back. It hurt real bad and you were about to cry, why would he do something like this? He noticed the change in your mood.

“Get inside,” he said harshly, climbing into the driver’s seat. Not wanting to anger him more, you obeyed. The drive back home was silent and you could see how pissed he was. What got him so worked up? You have never seen him this mad. He never hurt you before. He pulled you out of the car and into the house. He threw you onto the bed in the bedroom before locking you inside. You cried yourself to sleep that night even though you had trouble sleeping because of your back. You went to the bathroom when you woke up, took your clothes off and looked in the mirror. It was terrible. Your whole back was purple.  You felt like crying again but controlled yourself and decided to get a new set of clothes. You still had to work today. Your back ached so much, you could barely move your arms. You turned around and noticed Hoseok standing in the doorway. As he watched the bruise on your back his face was expressionless. He came up to you and helped you put your shirt on.

“I’m sorry, I was a bit harsh,” but you didn’t say anything. He buttoned you all the way up to the neck so nothing could be seen. He took your cuffs and buttoned them up as well,  ignoring the bruise on your wrist he left yesterday. He finished dressing you up and then went to the door.

“I will take you to work,” he said.

“Are we not going to talk about what you did?” you shouted after him.

“There’s nothing to talk about!” he shouted back. “If you were really with him…”

You couldn’t believe what you were hearing. That’s not the Hoseok you know. That’s not him. You’re scared of this person.

He dropped you off without saying a single word and the first thing you asked your boss was to give you overtime. You can’t go back there early. It was half an hour till closing and you kept looking at the clock. You hoped he won’t pick you up. You would be anywhere but with him. You noticed a customer leaning on the bar with his back.

“What would you like?” you asked him.

“Anything,” he said, turning around and you gasped at the sight.

“it’s you!” you almost shouted, pointing at him. “Where did you disappear to yesterday?”

“I can’t tell you that but I’m here to thank you. You saved my life,” he said, sliding you a packet. You picked it up and looked inside there were probably at least a few grands in there.

“I can’t take this,” you said, handing him the money back.

“Please, I want to repay you somehow.”

“I- No, I can’t…” you had no idea how would Hoseok react to this. You saw him looking at the hand that was holding the money and you quickly pulled the cuff up. You hoped he didn’t notice the bruise.

“I see,” he said and took the money. “Talk to you later,” and with that he was gone.

You couldn’t stop thinking how he recovered so quickly and completely forgot about Hoseok until he came to pick you up after all.

“Feel like talking today?” he asked, once you two were home. You wanted nothing to do with him, so he just sighed and went out. The next few weeks were practically the same. Every day he would drive you and pick you up from work. He would never let you out of bedroom once you were home. The same questions followed after that but you could feel he already knew the answer. You couldn’t take the verbal abuse anymore, sometimes if you started arguing with him, he would get physical as well. You wanted to get out of here and kept on thinking that you should have taken that money and ran away before he started watching that you don’t leave your work as well. The only thing that kept you going was the company of that handsome stranger, who visited the bar every night. You didn’t even know his name. One day, ten minutes before closing he slammed the door to the bar open.

“Y/N you’re coming with me,” he said, taking your hand. You didn’t even lock up the bar.

“How do you know my name? Where are we going?”

“To take care of business,” he opened the door for you and ushered you inside. “Quick, before it’s over.”

Under no other circumstances you would have come with him but everything was better than waiting for  Hoseok. When you stopped by some building, you immediately regretted your decision. It was the company Hoseok was working at. You had no time to react as the stranger was already taking you to the elevator. He stomped to one of the big doors at the end of the hall and kicked them open. All the people inside the room stood up upon seeing him and took out their guns.

“Y/N! I knew it!” Hoseok hissed from across the room, standing up as well. “You were working behind my back.”

“She wasn’t, you paranoid freak,” the stranger said, coming up to him.

“Then what do you want, Shownu?”

“I’m taking her with me. If you come after us I will kill you.”

“What?” he asked.

“What?” you followed.

“Y/N are you really going with him?” Hoseok looked at you with the eyes you loved so much. At that moment, he was your Hoseok again.

“I- I…” you stuttered.

“People like you disgust me,” Shownu said, punching Hoseok in the face before he could react. “Let’s go.”

You could hear Hoseok shouting something about gangs and revenge as the elevator door closed.

“I know what you’re thinking Y/N but please, I still haven’t repaid you.”

“You just did. I never got the chance to tell him off.”

“That’s not paying you back. That’s making things right,” he looked at you. “I owe you my life. At least give me a chance.”

You couldn’t shake off the feeling that getting involved with either of them is dangerous.

“You barely know me, why-”

“Oh trust me I know more than enough,” he interrupted. “You’re not safe alone with him out there.”

“And why should I trust you?”

“You trusted me that night, didn’t you? I could have easily taken care of you, right there.”

“Oh please, you were barely alive,” you chuckled as the elevator reached the ground floor. He took your hand and guided you out.

“So how about it?”

You didn’t need to think any longer. You have decided that you’re never going back to Hoseok.

“I hope, I’m not being stupid again,” you said, following after him.

😏Just Friends [Part 2] (Grayson x Reader)

Summary: Imagine being best friends with Ethan while you’re hooking up with his brother Grayson. What’s worse? Keeping it from him. You’re 22 while Gray is 18. You guys randomly met while you were hanging out with Ethan and well, things happened. But neither one of you wanted to be in a relationship, so instead you guys decided to just be friends…with benefits.

Warnings: Mild teasing [Gifs are not mine]

A/N: @cassmoreiraxo aka @4odolans wrote part 2 for you guys so here you go! I am on vacation, but hopefully I’ll have part 3 up soonish!

Part 1

Originally posted by x-xroxyx-x

I woke up to the sun shining through my LA apartment bedroom. The warmth from the sun shining on my face made me toss and turn and impossible to fall back asleep. I opened my eyes and stared at the ceiling and played yesterday over again in my head. Grayson and I fooled around with my best friend and his twin brother lying on the floor.  I ran my fingers through my hair and smiled. What’s going on? I’m 22 and he’s 18.

I reached over to grab  my phone off my nightstand and saw that it was 11:30am. I got up out of bed, put on some music and hopped into the shower. I let the hot water hit my back as I hummed to the music playing. I stepped out of the shower and wrapped my body in a white towel. The steam from the shower filled the bathroom and the heat made me happy. I walked over to my bedroom and went through my closet. I put on high-waisted jean shorts, an adidas t-shirt that I tucked in, and some white and black adidas original superstar shoes. I ran my fingers through my long curly hair and then I did my makeup.

I texted Ethan letting him know I was leaving my place and was on my way to pick him up. I jumped into my white 2 door Jeep Wrangler and plugged in my phone to the AUX cord. I was stopped at a red light and started jamming out to Travis Scott when I looked over to my left at the car beside me and saw 2 girls looking over and taking a picture. Ever since I became friends with Ethan almost 2 years ago my life has slightly changed. I get seen with them a lot, rumors, and my face is sometimes all over the Dolan Twitter fandom. The light turned green and I drove off. I pulled into the guy’s apartment complex and headed upstairs. I got to their door and knocked 3 time which was odd because Ethan usually answered the first knock and he knew I was coming over. I turned away to leave when the door opened and there stood a half sleepy and shirtless Grayson Dolan.

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Grayson moved to the side and nodded for me to come in without saying a word. I stepped inside and he shut the door.

“Ethan’s not home. He just stepped out to go grab breakfast. You can hang out with me until he gets back?” He smirked at me

I couldn’t make eye contact with Grayson because he was shirtless and because yesterday keeps replaying in my head.

“Y/N, did you hear me?” I turned my attention back to Grayson.

“I’m sorry, what did you say?” I asked him with a confused look on my face.

He smirked at me and moved closer towards me, making me backup against the table. We were now chest to chest and Grayson had one hand on the table while the other was on my waist.

“I asked, did you want any breakfast?” He looked down at me since I was an entire foot shorter than him.

“Oh, uh no thank you. Not really hungry.” I said with a half smile and looking away from him again. I don’t know what was with this boy and intense eye contact. Grayson back away from me and started making some breakfast for himself. I sat at the table and started texting Ethan. Grayson sat right in front of me and started eating. While I kept texting Ethan. An awkward silence came over us and all you could hear was Grayson’s fork hitting the plate. Once he was done he got up to put his dish in the sink and he turned around to lean up against the counter with his arms crossed and looked at me.

“I really enjoyed what we did last night.” He bit his lip. I couldn’t deny that I didn’t like what went on between Grayson and I and I didn’t want to give him the satisfaction that I did like it but no words could come out of my mouth. All I could do was nod my head to agree with him. He pushed himself away from the counter and started walking towards me.

He came in between my legs and placed both hands on my waist to pull my body closer to his. We locked eyes and he licked his lips before closing the space between us. It started of slow and passionate and then one of Grayson’s hands found the back of my neck to pull me into the kiss more.

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I let out a soft moan against his lips and he smirked knowing he was getting to me. My hands found their way to the back of his neck and I ran my fingers through his hair. He ran his tongue on my bottom lip and I let him in. He grabbed the back of my thighs and lifted me up and put me down on the table. He broke away from our kiss and pushed me back a bit onto the table so I was supporting myself on my elbows. He ran his hand down my body and down to my shorts. He started to rub me through my shorts. I threw my head back and I bit my lip. I could feel myself getting wet. Grayson started kiss down my stomach and unbutton my jean short when I finally caught myself and pushed Grayson back.

“Woah, woah. What’s wrong Y/N?” Grayson looked back up and me and moved closer. I sat up and crossed my legs. I let out a sigh and ran my fingers through my hair. Grayson moved his lips towards my neck and started kissing me softly. I bit my lip and pushed him back.

 “Do you like me Grayson? What is this?” I looked at him confused. He laughed and put both his hands on the sides of my body.

“I don’t do relationships Y/N and even if I did, Ethan would never approve of this.” He said point at us. I nodded my head to agree with him. Ethan would flip if he knew about any of this.

“Friends Y/N?” Grayson said as he leaned in and started to kiss me again. I smiled in the kiss before pulling away.

“Just friends? Friends don’t do this Grayson.” I smiled at him and bit my bottom lip.

“You’re right. Let’s call this friends with benefits” He looked at me and crossed his arms.

“We get to know each other better and become friends especially for Ethan’s sake, we please each others needs, no strings attached, no feelings and no telling Ethan. We aren’t dating, and this is strictly physical. What do you say?” He says as he places kisses on my neck.

I hesitated a bit before letting out a moan as Grayson started sucking on my neck.

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“Okay, friend with benefits it is.” I lean in to kiss him when the door opened. We both jump away from each other and acted normal.

“I’m so sorry Y/N. Traffic in downtown LA was brutal, but I’m ready to go shopping if you are?” A very apologetic Ethan hugs me and looks at both Grayson and I.

“It’s okay Eth, Y/N and I have been getting to know each other actually. I’m going to go hit the gym than going to shower so I can be ready for us to film the video. I’ll see you guys later.” He walked off and Ethan helped me off the table. We headed towards to door when I looked over my shoulder to catch Grayson checking me out as I was leaving while biting down on his lip.

“Gray, maybe next time when my friends are here, you could put a shirt on. Common dude, be a gentlemen” Ethan called out to his brother before we left their apartment. I couldn’t believe at what just had happened. What have I gotten myself into?

Part 3

An Image To Protect pt.3

Matthew Tkachuk x Reader

Team: Calgary Flames

Warnings: Cheese

POV: First

part three for an image to protect!!

maybe in the next part you could have them become official?

About the part 3 to tkachuk, maybe something where you officially meet the wags as his gf or his fam?

Here are part one and part two!

I decided to go for a first “I love you” thing because I really dislike writing about meeting families and in the first part, it was a possibility the reader had already met the WAGS just not as a love interest. 

Originally posted by kevinhayes

How did I end up here? Sat on the couch, late one Saturday night, some random episode of Catfish playing on the t.v. while my fingers were playing with Matthew’s curls. The both of us were basically half asleep, Matthew even dozing off every now and then but jumping back awake. 

It seemed like just yesterday when I attended the family skate for the Flames and Johnny had dragged me along to meet his friends. 

Yet here we were.

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Rebound Girl, Pt. 4

Pairing: Jensen Ackles x Reader

Word Count: 2.3k

Warnings: language, Anti Danneel

A/N: part 4 to my entry for @casbabydontgoineedyou‘s 1k follower challenge.

Catch up here

Originally posted by darlingcap

Reader’s POV

You sighed and wanted to slam the door in her face but she stopped it last minute with one of her feet.

“What do you want, Danneel?” You asked, opening the door again.

“I need to talk to Jensen not his… bed bunny.”

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This morning on the train I was witness to this conversation between a really invested schoolgirl and her completely disinterested classmate:

“Hi Zoe!” she says, in the brightest, most cheerful voice imaginable. She’s also quite loud. The train carriage collectively glances her way and then goes back to their phones.

Zoe eyes her. Mumbles. I’m sitting next to her but I can’t hear what she says.

“It’s so good to see you again!” Who talks like this? This one schoolgirl does. Apparently.

More mumbling. Zoe does not remove her earbuds. She looks at her classmate and then looks away as fast as possible. Her body is angled away from her classmate – and toward me, a complete stranger.

The train rocks gently in awkward silence for a moment. Zoe begins to relax in the evident hope that she’s paid her social dues and will be left alone. Poor thing, I think critically, because there’s no way her classmate is going to stop.

“Are you ready and excited for the first day back at school?” Again, I think, who talks like this? Schoolgirl Pollyanna clearly does.

Zoe finally removes her earbud. One of them. Not the other. I suspect the other one won’t go anywhere without a fight. “Um, I guess.”

“I got myself a new pair of shoes yesterday!”

“Mm.” Another mumble. Another long pause. I’m not sure why half the carriage isn’t cringing. I am.

“Did you do anything fun on the holidays?”

“Not much.” Zoe puts her earbud back in. Pointedly.

“I saw Spiderman.”

“Cool. … Not.

Instead of recoiling from this devastating schoolyard dismissal, she just looks politely puzzled. Maybe a bit hurt. “…Are you feeling okay, Zoe?”

A huge sigh. Zoe is a kinder person than I expected, and also better socialised than me at that age, because she pulls her other earbud out and gives the persistent classmate her full attention. “I’m fine,” she says, with a dead stare.

She gives up and enters into a painfully stilted conversation about schoolmates they have in common and what hair cuts they might have gotten. Looking at Zoe’s hair, which is shorn so short it’s basically nonexistent – matches the spikes dangling from her second bag, probably – I am guessing this isn’t a key interest of hers. (She changes the subject to football, once, but within a few seconds it’s back to Lucy’s new hair style, wow.)

What we see here is a young woman socialised to believe that her own comfort is less important than whether​ or not somebody else wants her time and attention. This girl has given every possible signal that she doesn’t want to engage. She’s literally blocked her ears. She was even, briefly, a bit rude - but she’s not quite rude enough to say “please just go away,” because that is The Rudest Thing for a young woman. She obviously knows that that, of all things, is taboo. And when pressured – and pressured, and pressured – she gave up, because there wasn’t anywhere else for her to manoeuvre.

Love at First Video Part 7

Misha Collins x Reader

2300 Words 

Story Summary: You were a babysitter, but you wanted to be more. Deciding to create a cooking video, you were shocked when it garnered the attention of a well known actor. Soon the attention becomes something neither of you can ignore.

Catch Up Here: Masterpost

It was hard going back to work that Monday. Your weekend had been amazing, with the dinner on Friday, and the boat trip on Saturday. Work, you feared, was going to be mundane, and remind you of a certain blue eyed man who hadn’t contacted you since the boat trip. You worried that maybe he was ashamed of himself for moving things so fast, and now he was taking a step back.

Walking into the foyer of the Moore’s house, you were surprised at how quiet it was. Usually Amelia, or Griffin were rushing to greet you, letting you know what they had planned for the day.

“Mrs. Moore?” You questioned, dropping your bag on the floor, and making your way into the kitchen. You were surprised to see her sitting there, a cup of coffee in her hand, dressed in jeans and a paint splattered t-shirt. You were instantly on guard, you had never seen her dressed like this.

“Mrs. Moore, is everything alright?” You asked, and she finally looked up at you, her eyes glassy.

“Oh Y/N, I forgot you were coming today.” She answered, her voice monotone. “I’m afraid I have some rather bad news.”

Sitting down across from her, you waited. “You see, I received a call last night. From my boss. And either I move to California, immediately, or I lose my job.” She told you.

You nodded, even though your heart was in your throat. “What did you decide?” You asked.

“We are moving. The house will be on the market today, and we leave first thing Wednesday morning. I’m so sorry for the short notice, but it’s completely out of my control. I will pay you for this week, it’s the least I can do.”

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Today’s swim workout was one of those that you look up before you go and wish you had not because the anxiety immediately sets in on how challenging it is going to be. 

The good news about todays swim is that I never actually missed an interval.  Rather the coach stopped me and had me take a rest and then later stop again and put on the fins just so I was on track with everyone. 

But the part I was dreading the most about today was the dry land segment.  Being a big guy with a large belly - I do not spend any time shirtless in public.  Walking out on the pool deck I keep my towel around my neck to sort of help cover myself up and then I consciously make sure to stay in the water to my shoulders (even in the shallow end) as I am just not comfortable without a shirt on.  So the thought of having to get out onto the deck and do push ups with my belly hanging down out in the open was a real source of the anxiety leading up to today.  And perhaps the reason I was not willing to let myself miss any intervals. I hate working out under so much stress but today it worked in my favor.  Since I never missed my intervals - I never had to get out and do the dry land segment!  This was not true for everyone else in my lane either.  So I was very pleased with that.

Before I continue on I should back up and mention that I constantly get cramps in the later part of the workout, usually during kick segments or if we later have to put on fins.  The coach and a few others noticed I did not bring water to sip during practices (I never feel thirsty) and suggested I start doing that and just take sips at any breaks.  So I had water with me and did just that.  On top of that I also ate spot on yesterday - my dinner (pictured) was this great roasted veggies and baked foil pouch chicken breast meal.  I was in bed on time.  I got up earlier than I have been so I could give my stomach a chance to normalize and then I drank a half a thing of water before even going to the gym.  (If I try and drink too much water to quickly when first waking up it seems to really upset my stomach). 

So eating well - check!  Proper sleep - check!  Hydration before and during swim - check!  Cramps - CHECK! 

You guys I got the most painful cramp on my inner left leg from my thigh down to the inside of knee.  I had to carefully make my way to the shallow entry/exit of the pool and slowly climb the steps as any bending at the knee allowed the cramp to grab hold. 

Not only is it embarrassing to have this happen all the time, I was far from happy it was one of the worst ones to date - on a morning where I had done everything right the day before leading up to this.

The coach said it could have been how hard I was pushing myself during the 100′s as today was tough to just keep going and going with very little rest/breaks.  But still - I was sure today was going to be the game changer in terms of cramping and - womp womp - not so much.


? x 100 Free on the 2:10 make as many as you can without stopping

  • 1st time you miss an interval: Take 1 x 100 off, then continue
  • 2nd time you miss an interval: Take 1 x 100 off, then put fins on and continue
  • 3rd time you miss an interval: Climb out and begin dryland (5 pushups @ :30, 10 squats @ :30, repeat)

4x100 kick, rest :20

  • #2 and #4 are no free

(there was supposed to be a few hundred yards of pull - but I never got to those because of the cramps.


(Not only am I enjoying the level area with grass coming in more each day, but you can see my rabbit friends are as well!)

Blood and Tears (TW)


Sometimes pain is not something felt on the skin. Sometimes pain isn’t something felt by the body at all. Sometimes pain is something felt purely by the mind. Not in the emotional sense, but n the sense that sometimes your body can go completely numb to physical pain, and the only reason you know it’s there is because your mind tells you it is. This is what Eth was feeling right now.

The words kept ringing in his ears. “Well maybe you should just go back to fucking Maine then!”

It was a stupid fight. In complete honesty, he couldn’t even remember what had sparked it. Although at this point he was having trouble remembering a lot of things. His mind had started going blank, as it always used to when he did this. But that sentence rang in his ears like an annoying song that gets stuck in your head. Playing over and over and over, constantly with no breaks. It fueled his desire for the pain he was inflicting on himself. He had missed the sting of the small cuts, the burn of big ones. He had been clean for months; when he moved to L.A. he had promised himself to stop. And he had done well. Until now, that is.

He stared down at his thighs. Watched as the blood ran down his legs and pooled on the floor. He watched as tears dripped down, sending a stinging through his body pain as they hit his fresh cuts. He looked at the blade now sitting on the floor covered in blood. His hands hung limply at his sides as he sat on the floor of the bathroom, wanting to feel more than his body was allowing him to. He wasn’t sure if is was a psychological block that was stopping the pain, or if his legs had become desensitized over the multiple years of self-abuse. Perhaps a mixture of both, but at this point, he didn’t care. He just needed to feel something other than the pain in his chest over his boyfriend not wanting him.

Suddenly a pounding on the door startled Eth from his spaced-out mindset. He heard Ty yelling from outside the bathroom door, asking to be let in. Before today, Eth probably would have freaked out, trying to clean himself and the bathroom before someone could find out what he had done. But today he had given up. He continued to sit still and do nothing as the relentless pounding on the door only served as a reminder to why he was int his mess to begin with. Ty didn’t want him anymore. His own boyfriend had said he wanted him to move back to Maine, across the country. Ty didn’t love him anymore. The object of his happiness, the reason he had stopped cutting was slipping through his blood-covered fingers, taking any last resolve of wanting to live with him. He just didn’t care anymore. If he lost Ty, he had nothing.

After what seemed like an eternity, but in reality was only a few minutes, the pounding ceased for a few seconds. It was a short break but long enough for Eth to know that Ty gave up. He was done. These thoughts were very startlingly interrupted as the door flew open, half hanging of it’s hinges and Ty burst into the room. His eyes instantly settles on the blood-covered blue-haired boy sitting on the flooring leaning against the tub. Ty’s face instantly dropped with concern as he rushed to help. Neither boy said anything as he helped clean and bandage the fresh cuts. Eth continued crying, wanting nothing more than to beg Ty to love him again. But he stayed silent. He let Ty finish cleaning him up and he leaned against the tub, all energy and willpower gone from his body. He was near passing out when he felt himself being lifted and carried to a bedroom. Eth was practically already asleep when he felt Ty place him gently on the bed and cover him with a blanket before leaving the room.

Eth awoke the next day in Ty’s bed, surrounded by the scent of the man he loved. He gently opened his eyes, but was surprised to not find Ty in the bed with him. He was alone. Suddenly, memories of the day before came flooding into his mind and he instantly felt himself close to crying again. He could feel soreness on his thighs, a constant reminder of the events of the night before. He turned his head to the nightstand to check the clock and noticed a small paper folded in half with his name on it sitting next to a glass of water and some unknown pills. He grabbed the note first, opting to read it before taking the pills.


I know we fought yesterday, and I’m sure that’s what triggered what you did, but I want you to know that I absolutely do not love you any less than I did before. In fact, I love you more than ever before. I continue to love you more and more each and every day, and that will never change. I’m so sorry for everything I said yesterday, and I’m so sorry I led you to that. I hope you know how much I love you and how much I care about you. I know it probably wont mean anything if I tell you to stop, but whether you continue or not, I will always be there to help you through it. I love you Ethan Mark Nestor-Darling, and nothing in the world is going to get in the way of that.

Love, Tyler.

P.s. There’s iron supplements on the nightstand for you to take. When you’re ready, meet me out front so I can cook you breakfast. Love you.

So yesterday during the first half of gym we were playing volleyball, and one of the guys from the other team goes underneath the net onto our side while shouting something about teams and team members (I didn’t hear what he was saying because whenever we play volleyball there’s a lot of shouting) and at first I was confused confused because is he joining our team now? Because before he did this I thought I heard him shout “Make Team Loser great again!” and we were totally losing. But he goes over to one of the guys on my team and just kinda wraps his arms around him in a fierce way and he’s just shouting and trying to drag the guy away from our team, and one of his friends goes over to our side and does the same thing to our team member so it’s just two guys shouting and aggressively hugging and dragging another guy over to the other side of the net. And I just look over at my friend and go “what the hell is going on?!?” and he just replies with “They’re kidnapping one our team members.”

anonymous asked:

Wait wait wait what fanvid reblogged by phil?

Jamie and Phil both retweeted this yesterday:


I’m sorry it’s just a really inelegant link! I’m on mobile atm. I never could figure out how to embed twitter vidoes anyway.

I will just say that the video itself is from when Gary came back after Valencia and I’m like 99% sure that Carra already retweeted it once and yet he did it again yesterday and while they were in the studio? Like when they cut to the match after the first half of MNF. Just stood there next to Gary and took his phone out of his pocket and retweeted that. 


8/1/17 Accountability.

Getting myself focused as yesterday was the official first day of training for the Haunted Hustle Half Marathon. I did not 5x400 intervals. First 400 I did at 6.5 mph, then 6.7, 2x400 7 mph and the last 400 at 7.2 mph. I did 100% recovery time at 3.5 mph and then just finished walking to 2 miles. I then finished with Crush shoulder day.

For eating I avoided cupcakes and donuts and chocolates, and enjoyed a home baked chocolate chip coffee cookie after dinner. We did taco Tuesday for lunch which was so tasty. Felt good to get myself back on track.

the signs as things people have said at robotics this week
  • Aries: "YOU'RE the first one here?"
  • Taurus: "I hate to break it to you, but we live in a socialist country"
  • Gemini: "No one ever said I was smart" "That's not true" "Yeah, you're right"
  • Cancer: "I'm just going to go stick my thumb in the snow now."
  • Leo: *plays Donald Trump Kids song*
  • Virgo: "You don't have to sit on the stool, but I'm saying you should sit on the stool"
  • Libra: "I don't take sucker bets"
  • Scorpio: "You're not my REAL mom"
  • Sagittarius: "I"m only going to eat another banana if it works" *it doesn't work* *eats another banana*
  • Capricorn: "I just want to do my calculus homework"
  • Aquarius: "That design is hella weird" "Did you just say hella weird?" "Well, it's hella weird!"
  • Pisces: "We can't math it"

The heart rate results from yesterday’s workout. The first half is where I did the run. Look at that steady climb up! Apparently, someone beat my 3.390 with a 3.605 mile run in 24 minutes yesterday. Darn.

The second half is where I switched to the floor exercises and rower. It’s hard for me to get into the orange zone/get my heart rate up when I’m not on the treadmill…


Soooooo I meant to post this yesterday. I finished my run and was 3 minutes faster than last week. I basically did 30 minutes of walk run and then would run when I could - first for 60 seconds and then for 30 seconds.

The treadmill cuts off /automatically goes into cool down after an hour. So, I had to do 2 shots. But it was 1:10 for 4 miles.

I also realized that i ran a 10k in that same amount of time….many years ago. But I can’t help but be a little discouraged by that realization. When I ran my first half marathon 7 years ago, I did good until mile 10 and then I basically gave up on myself - I mentally got in my head and I felt everything hurt and I just gave up. I couldn’t make myself run. Even though my training was there and I could have. My friend running with me said, look at you - you’re doing so much better than your training runs and that’s when I lost all hope in myself. I couldn’t get out of my head. I guess I wanted this as a redemption race and I wanted to finish faster than my first half marathon but I’m realizing that’s probably not going to happen - and I’m also about 90 pounds heavier than when I ran my first half. I’ve accepted that I will probably finish my half when the marathoners are finishing - and I don’t mean the elite.

I want to give up. I don’t want to fail. And if I don’t race, then I don’t fail. But that’s also not who I am.

But I am also discouraged.

HEY!!! sorry for the radio silence the past few days everyone, i’ve just been busy!! i hope you are all having a good week!!

i had my first animation class yesterday!! it was pretty much introductory stuff, even though the class is three and a half hours long @-@ i thought we were going to use maya in that class, but as it turns out, we’ll actually be using blender!! i don’t think i sunk my teeth into it very deeply when i did my little animation project at the end of the last school year, so it’ll be fun to get to learn it better and make a better animation out of it!

not ONLY that, but apparently we’ll be using krita too!! the instructor uses exclusively free (and legal) software, but i know even less about krita and he spoke really highly of it so i know that i’m definitely missing out on some of its capabilities.

i’m ALSO really happy bc the teacher is extremely understanding and lax, which it SUPER reassuring because i get very nervous about how art and creative classes are graded. he doesn’t give out assignments, assigns no homework (though students can self-assign themselves things), grades exclusively on attendance and participation, and lets students pretty much experiment with the program. he even understands how long the class is, and doesn’t mind if students take breaks for a while. if someone is having a particularly rotten day, he even lets them just do whatever for the class, without totally destroying their grade. you pretty much have to do it multiple times for your grade to really start tanking,

the only thing is that the class isn’t really art-based (so that it can attract less artistically-experienced students, i assume), and from the sound of it, he won’t be teaching us how to storyboard. but regardless i think when i solidify my animation idea i’ll just storyboard it out for myself and put the files on a jump drive for easy access while i’m in class. 

sORRY i kind of rambled a bit but i’m just really happy with this class and i’m excited to see what the year holds!!