It’s no small feat. It took a leader hiding pain and exhaustion under a careless laugh, an artist brimming with inspiration despite his tears, a friend with a big heart and warm hands to take away the difficult times; a dreamer with ambition and hope to inspire confidence, and an intelligent soul with the wisdom to make the tough decisions in a midst of awe and confusion, to paint this canvas. Here is to five incredible men who work so hard to fill the voids in our hearts with holes in their own. Here is to five brave men who stand to fight the odds again. Here is to Highlight.
“Am I trembling with excitement? Unfortunately, that doesn’t seem to be the case. It’s not like I’m afraid, but my body has realized before my brain that for the first time, I’m faced with an enemy I might not be able to beat.”
Prompts/ Summaries: You are a 20 year old gymnast, who is training for her next, and probably last Olympic Game. Although you have won gold every year since you were 16, you mother and her husband Mark were never proud of you. She wanted you to be a rich lawyer like Mark, or a socialite like she was. Your mother insists you come to her annual charity event with a boyfriend, which you don’t have, but despite being a complete dick 100% of the time, Lance volunteers to pretend to be your boyfriend for your parents. What will happen? (I mean come on now y’all, we ALL know what happens in every situation like this, but like we still read them?)
Warnings: There are none yet, but eventually there will be smut? So warning is, LANCE TUCKER JUST BEING A SEX GOD 100% OF THE TIME BECAUSE BITCH THAT’S A WARNING ON ITS OWN <3
(NOTE: I LOVE LANCE TUCKER SO MUCH AND I FEEL LIKE HE IS A DICK TO COVER UP FOR SHIT HE DEALS ON HIS OWN, NOT THAT I CONDONE BEING AN ASSHOLE ALL THE TIME, BUT LIKE I’M AN ASSHOLE ALL THE SO SO I RELATE BECAUSE I FIND US BOTH EXTREMELY SIMILAR WITH VERY FEWDIFFERENCES? I’M A SUCKER FOR THE ASSHOLES AND I ALWAYS FIND A REASON TO DEFEND THEM.??)
I WROTE THIS FOR YA GIRL, ME, BECAUSE I’M COMPLETE LANCE TUCKER TRASH LIKE FUCK ME UP BITCH, GIVE ME THAT GOLD. OK I’M DONE
ALSO I DIDN’T PROOF READ THIS BECAUSE I WAS EXCITED FOR IT TO BE POSTED SO I’LL PROBABLY MAKE EDITS LATER.
SO I DON’T KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT GYMNASTICS SO I USED GIFS FROM TUMBLR, I FORGOT TO CITE THEM SO IF YOU WANT TO SEE THE SOURCES YALL CAN JUST TYPE IN “GYMNASTICS GIFS” ON TUMBLR
“Keep it tight or you’ll never hit the landing on dismount. You never get it right, and honestly how you took the gold last year is beyond me.” Lance walked up to you and looked dawn at you.
You stood with your hands on your hips, taking a deep breath. “Seriously Y/N, am I going to have to tie your legs together or something?”
“Do it right next time or I swear I’ll do it.” Lance walked back from the mat and headed towards the cooler to grab a water. You rolled your eyes and walked back to the bar. You looked over at Lance, who wasn’t even paying attention before looking back to the bar and jumped. You gained your momentum and began doing the routine.
Once it came time to dismount you prepared yourself and let go, flipping and hitting the mat with the heels of your feet, almost maintaining your balance but ultimately losing and falling onto your back. You put your hands over your eyes and forehead sighing loudly while Lance started yelling again, his voice growing louder as he neared you. You shut him out and just focused on your breathing, trying to calm yourself of all the stress that had clouded your head lately. Your parents were on your ass about moving on and doing something else with your life, since they never really were supportive of your gymnastics.
“Y/N! Are you even listening to me?”
“It’s hard not to when you’re fucking screaming.”
“Watch it.” Lance squatted down next to you. “That attitude shit isn’t going to get you anywhere with me.”
You sat up and looked at your coach.
“What the hell is going on? You were perfect, haven’t missed anything for what, 4 years now? You’re probably on your last campaign this year, you are almost 21, you’re already pushing it. So don’t you want to go out with gold this year and stick it to the nation?”
“Yeah of course I do,” You put your head in your hands in defeat.
“Well, no offense, you’re not really showing it.” Lance moved from his squat and sat next to you on the mat. “Listen, what’s going on? Seriously. I’ve been your coach for 2 campaigns now and you’ve never been this distracted.”
“It’s just family stuff. I don’t want to talk about it.” You stood up and ran your hand across your forehead, covering it in a light layer of chalk. “I’m gonna get some water and go again.” You went to walk away when Lance grabbed your wrist.
“Sit down, you’re done for today.”
“I can go again it’s fine.”
“Y/N. You’re going to injure yourself if you keep practicing distracted.”
“Clearly you aren’t.” Lance stood up and stepped closer to you. You looked up at his tall frame, slightly scared at the sudden aggression. “You’re not the coach, and you’re not the expert. If you wanted to coach yourself, I’ll leave. No problem.”
“You’re such an asshole. You know that right?”
“Yet here you are, still standing here. Still paying me to coach you.”
You rolled your eyes and began walking way.
“Be here tomorrow. 8am.”
“Yeah I know.”
You went into the locker room and changed into jeans and a t shirt. You let your hair down and ran some water on your face. You put your back on your shoulder and walked out into the main gym area. Lance had retired into his office in the back corner of the room. You walked over and knocked on the open door. Lance was behind his desk on his phone. When your presence was known, Lance ushered you in.
“I just wanted to say sorry for today, and that I’ll see ya tomorrow.”
“Close the door Y/N.”
You walked completely in and closed the door before turning back to Lance’s desk. He signaled for you to sit in the chair in front of the desk and you did, crossing your legs underneath you. Lance walked out in front of the desk and sat on the top of it.
“Honestly, what the hell is going on.” He sat and crossed his arms, still chewing on his gum.
You took a deep breath and leaned on the arm of the chair with your arm. “You know my parents right? All of them, my mom and Mark and my dad and Dana?”
“Yeah. I met them last year.”
“Well my mother has become such an uptight bitch since my dad left her and she met Mark. So in recent years, she’s wanted me to quit gymnastics. She has been harassing me about getting a man and settling down and, to quote her, “Stop wasting my time with gymnastics.” To her, being an Olympic gold medalist, is nothing. My real father and Dana are great but, my mother is just so fucking spiteful.”
“But your piece of shit mother isn’t your fault, so why are you taking the blame?”
“I don’t know. My mom is having this uppity society event next week, which I’m supposed to attend, and I don’t even want to think about showing up alone to be ridiculed by my mother all fucking night.” You laughed at how pathetic you sounded explaining the situation. “Which now sounds really fucking pathetic when I’m saying it out loud. Like I live on my own I shouldn’t care what my mom thinks.”
“Well I’d hate it if my parents didn’t accept my passion, but unfortunately I was forced into it and grew to enjoy it. But having a need to impress your parents is something that everyone has, and if you don’t wanna impress your parents then you’re trying to impress someone else. It’s human nature.”
You were shocked Lance was being nice and sympathetic about everything, you didn’t think he was capable of experiencing those emotions.
“Fuck your mom and that fucking asshole Mark. Fuck them both. You’re a fucking Olympic gold medalist and if that isn’t fucking impressive, then nothing will impress them. I relish in the fact that I won gold and silver.” You rolled your eyes. He ALWAYS relished in that. “I worked fucking hard for it, and you have worked hard for it. So fuck them, I don’t know what else to tell you.”
“Thanks… Lance, you’re being oddly nice.”
“I can’t be an asshole all the time, sometimes I change it up.”
You laughed and covered your mouth. “That’s bullshit. You’re always an asshole, there is no ‘mixing it up’ with you. But hell, if this whole coaching thing ends up not working out, you’d be a great comedian. Or prostitute, I mean might as well get paid for everything you fuck.”
“Your real fucking funny aren’t you?”
“I’m just calling it how it is.” You and Lance always bickered back in forth. You guys got along for the most part. “Ok I’m going to leave, but honestly thanks for telling me how it is, I always count on that.”
You stood from your chair and headed towards the door.
“Oh and Y/N.” You turned and looked at Lance who still was half sitting on his desk, arms still crossed. “If you ever feel lonely, and need some comfort. You have my number.” Lance smirked and winked at you causing you to fake gag and turn out of the room.
“In your fucking dreams, Tucker.” You closed the door and headed out of the gym. You tossed your bag in the back seat and got in your car. Lance’s office faced the parking lot and he was standing in the window looking at you. He brought his hand up to be a phone and mouthed “Give me a call” and smirked again before walking away. You started your car and pulled out of the parking lot into the Los Angeles sunset. Your roommate was out of town for the week so you had the apartment to yourself. You decided since you had a dreadful day, you were going to treat yourself to some junk food since you had been eating only 600 calories for the last 3 weeks. You didn’t want to get sick by introducing a bunch of unhealthy foods back into your life, so you just stopped and got some Chinese before heading back to your house. You took a quick shower, and changed into comfortable clothing before heading to your couch and turning on Netflix. You have been binge watching Gossip Girl whenever you found the time, which was never. After 2 or 3 episodes, you had finished your Chinese and already passed out on the couch, ready for training tomorrow, hoping it’d be a better day.
You pulled your hair back away from your face as you walked into the gym, your bag over your shoulder again. You opened the doors and felt the cool air conditioning it your face. It was a muggy day today. There were a few others in the gym today already working since it was almost noon. You waved hello and headed towards the locker room. Walking past Lance’s office, you saw him standing looking out to everyone in the main area on the phone. You waved as you passed and he nodded his head deep in conversation. You changed into your leotard and shorts and wrapped your wrist. You made sure your hair was tight and walked into the open room and towards the white board in the corner. It had a list of everyone who was training today and what they were supposed to be working on specifically. You were the only veteran gymnast training now, everyone else was working on being new Olympians. There were 3 other girls working on bars and beams today, and 2 guys working with one of the other coaches. The space next to your name was blank, so you just figured you could do whatever. Seeing that you worked on your bars routine for 4 hours yesterday, you wanted to take a break and go to the side room to work on your floor routine. The 3 Olympic standard floor mats were empty, as there was only a hand full of people in the gym today.
You walked to the surround sound speaker and plugged in your phone, going to your Spotify and playing the playlist called, “The Most Beautiful Songs in The World”. This playlist always calmed you and seemed to play into your soul. A song called “What’s Good” by Fenne Lily started playing and you went to the middle of the mat to stretch. Starting with your arms, you swung them around and made sure each joint was ready to support your body weight. After you were comfortable with your arms, shoulders, and neck, you moved onto your legs. First stretch out your feet and calves, you knew your main focal point would be your hamstrings. You had pulled you hamstring your first campaign and it always got sore faster than your other muscles did, but you were cleared to perform after 6 months of physical therapy. You did your 3 splits and lung style stretches to warm up your thighs, hamstring, and your inner thigh. After finishing with a handstand, you were ready to practice. You walked to your phone and put on your routine instrumental.
You went to the corner and took a deep breath, closing your eyes before reopening them and looking at the other corner, imagining yourself sticking the landing and nailing your routine. You took a few steps back and began running. You let your body do what it already knew how to and trusted yourself as you jumped and let your feet leave the mat, only to be replaced by your hands as you propelled yourself off the ground and flipped.
You landed on your feet, for only a moment before pushing yourself up higher for another. You had reached the opposite corner of the mat once your feet hit the ground. You stuck the landing throwing your arms up in a pose, before taking a step back to complete your second run. You did your jump again and took off again, propelling yourself to do a pike.
Once you landed your hands shot back up in a pose, before doing your final run. You ran and did a flip before landing and doing a jumping split.
You did your final few poses and your routine was over. You put your arms down and began focusing on slowing your breathing a bit. You heard clapping from behind and you turned to the door to see Lance standing there smiling.
“That was really fucking good.” He walked towards the mat and you went to turn off your playlist, grabbing your bottle of water and meeting him on the side of the mat.
“Thanks, it’s a new routine so it needs a lot of work still.”
“No. It’s honestly pretty great. Congratulations, I think it’s worth a gold medal kid.”
You beamed at him and sat down, stretching your legs a bit more.
“Do you feel better than yesterday?”
“Yeah I slept pretty good. So, I think that helped.”
“Good. I’m happy, I can’t have my best gymnast injuring herself over her bs family.”
“Yeah, I agree.”
“It just let’s her win.” Lance sat down next to you. “If you wanna annoy her, don’t let what she says get to you. Make it so you could give less than 2 shits what she says. I also have another idea too.”
“And what is that Mister Helpful?”
“Well you said your mom has a charity thing next week right?”
“Well what if, I came with you, and pretended that I was your boyfriend so your mom won’t give you shit?”
You choked on the water that you had been drinking. “What?”
“It’ll solely be so you can stop worrying about your mother’s approval, and can focus on trials in 2 weeks.”
“You’re joking right?”
“No. What I’m not good enough to be your fake boyfriend?”
“No, I’d just never fucking date you.”
“You’re acting as if I’m gonna actually try to date you. I don’t do the dating thing.”
“I couldn’t tell.”
Lance stood up, getting annoyed now. “Ok fine, fuck you then. I don’t need to do this. I want you to stop acting like a little bitch, but whatever, be fucking miserable for all I care.” Lance pulled out his phone and started walking away.
He turned around and smirked. “Yeah?”
“Will you still do it?”
“Maybe, if you get on your knees,” He leaned his head down and looked at you through the tops of his eyes. “and beg.”
“You’re fucking disgusting.”
“Hey, I’m fucking with you. Yes, I’ll still do it, if you’ll cut the shit.”
You smiled and jumped up, hugging him. He was so tall your feet came off the ground. He wrapped his arms around your waist and hugged back. Once you were back on the ground, you looked up at him.
“I’m going to call her and let her know I’ll be bringing my “boyfriend” with to the party.”
“Alright, I’m sure this is going to be,” Lance took a second and rolled his eyes with his hands on his hips. “fun?” His toned laced with sarcasm. You responded with an eye roll as well.
“It was your idea.”
“Don’t remind me. When you’re done run the routine again. I’m going to check on the others.” Lance turned around, popping his gum and walking back into the main room.
@lancefuckrr ( hi you said to tag you, I hope you like it and send me your thoughts. It means so much to me)
ChouChou is not just any person, she’s Sarada’s BFF!!! Look at her face while teasing Sarada ohmygod hahaha How I wish she said “childhood sweethearts” instead :”>
2.) How the Uzumaki-Uchiha rivalry is starting to blossom rofl.
You know those shoujo mangas (ex: Special A, Last Game) where the male and female lead compete with each other then they’ll fall in love with each other eventually HAHAHAHAHA call me delusional but that’s how I see this. Hey I’m a BoruSara shipper so of course my shipper goggles is on :P
3.) How Sarada said “This is annoying” but watched Boruto’s fight anyway lmao
Yep, Sasuke’s tsundere genes check
4.) How Sarada clenched her fists and looked so concerned when Boruto was getting beaten by Iwabe
Of course BFF noticed right away! Damn I think ChouChou is the no.1 BoruSara shipper XD
5.) How Sarada looks so proud when Boruto won
Well everyone was happy but come on, earlier she said the fight was annoying (even Chouchou thought she was not interested with the fight haha) but after Boruto won she was relieved and looked so proud like “Yeah that’s my future husband right there shannaro!” XD
I MEAN COME ON GUYS. I CHECKED THE BORUSARA TAG BUT NOBODY IS TALKING ABOUT THESE. ME ON THE OTHER HAND IS ALREADY DROWNING IN MY BORUSARA FEELS HAHAHAHA IF YOU GUYS HAVEN’T SEEN THE EPISODE YET THEN WATCH IT RIGHT NOW I TELL YOU! MY SHIPPER HEART CANT HANDLE IT ALONE HOLYSHIT THIS IS JUST THE 2ND EPISODE AND IM ALREADY DYING HOW MUCH MORE ON THE FOLLOWING ONES
STUDIO PIERROT IF YOU GUYS DON’T ANIMATE THE PART WHERE SARADA WAS STALKING BORUTO IM GONNA KILL YOU!!! KISHI DREW THAT, IT’S FUCKING CANON, I WILL NEVER FORGIVE YOU IF YOU FUCK THAT UP!!! (You guys would always fuck things up but I’m still hoping… come on faaaaaamm)
I’m sorry I just gotta let this out. It’s been a while since the last time I spazzed about an anime episode lol
It still feels like yesterday when Genin-Naruto did this move to Kakashi when he was trying to get the bells :’)
Edit: Ok, thank you for correcting me, it was Sasuke who made this move. Man Im gettiing old rofl XD that makes me more happy tho hahaha Future-Father-In-Law move
Also Im sad Sasuke wasn’t in the opening. Glad he’s in the ending with Sakura of course <3 SASUSAKU MY NO.1 OTP! CA-TO-THE-FUCKING-NON
Alright back to reality (and finishing my next BoruSara fanart)
Rose, you’re no picnic, alright? You’re a spoiled little brat even. But under that, you are the most amazingly, stounding, wonderful girl—woman, that I’ve ever known. Jack, I—No, let me try and get this out. You’re amaz—I’m not an idiot. I know how the world works. I’ve got ten bucks in my pocket, I have nothing to offer you and I know that. I understand. But I’m too involved now. You jump, I jump, remember? I can’t turn away without knowing you’ll be alright. That’s all that I want. Well I’m fine. I’ll be fine…Really.Really? I don’t think so. They’ve got you trapped, Rose. And you’re gonna die if you don’t break free. Maybe not right away because you’re strong, but…sooner or later, that fire that I love about you Rose…that fire is gonna burn out.It’s not up to you to save me, Jack.You’re right. Only you can do that.
ok so im just getting back into the warriors series after reading the first Arc and part of the second Arc before getting fed up with how dumb literally every cat was and I'm going to start reading them again WITH the like special editions? Like Blue and Tall's books. But is there like a specific order I should read them in chronologically? Like do I need to finish the first arc to have no spoilers for Blue's story and Tall's story? Also how many other special editions are there and what order?
here’s the reading order i would recommend - (note this is just my opinion, obviously the best way to read them would be chronologically by release date)
The Prophecies Begin (into the wild - darkest hour)
Tallstar’s Revenge (super edition)
Yellowfang’s Secret (super edition)
Bluestar’s Prophecy (super edition)
The Rise of Scourge manga
Firestar’s Quest (super edition)
Cloudstar’s Journey (novella)
The New Prophecy (midnight - sunset)
Tigerstar & Sasha mangas
The Power of Three (the sight - sunrise)
Leafpool’s Wish (novella)
Dawn of the Clans (sun trail - path of stars)
Moth Flights Vision (super edition)
Omen of the Stars (fourth apprentice - last hope)
Dovewing’s Silence (novella)
Hollyleaf’s Story (novella)
Crookedstar’s Promise (super edition)
Mapleshade’s Vengeance (novella)
Tigerclaw’s Fury (novella)
Goosefeather’s Curse (novella)
Bramblestar’s Storm (super edition)
Mistystar’s Omen (novella)
Skyclan’s Destiny (super edition)
A Vision of Shadows (apprentice’s quest - thunder & shadow)
AU where humans have reproduction system similar to asari (females can mate with other species and get pregnant and males can impregnate female of other species) but you still need to do the banging part to reproduce. A romanced Jaal's reaction to learning that and his and the crew's reaction to learning Ryder is pregnant ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) (detailed I know, I actually wanted this as a fanfic but couldn't find anyone to write it)
You got it *finger guns*
Not exactly what you asked but I thought this worked ok. Hope you like it! Excuse the spelling mistakes! Will edit after, I just wanted to get this out while I had the chance.
Thank you guys for all the asks!
The test was staring back at her, and an extremely surprised Lexi was gapping at her.
“Pregnant. You’re… How?” Lexi struggled.
“Come on doc, I’m pretty sure you know the answer to that one.” Ryder sighed.
“Joking. At a time like this? Ryder..”
“It’s ok. The shock is starting to wear off. Well, at least that question on if Angara and Humans are biologically compatible is answered.” She chuckled.
“We still have to be careful. Yes you are pregnant. 2 weeks pregnant from the looks of the scan. But whether your body will be able to carry the child to full term is another thing. Just… Be prepared.” Lexi explained.
“Read you loud and clear doc. I should… Probably let Jaal know. Right?”
Lexi thought on it for a moment then nodded.
Jaal was in the tech lab as always. Tinkering away at some left over remnant tech Peebee had lent him. He noticed her come in. Standing up for his place at the desk he enveloped her in his arms, like always.
“My darling one!”
“Jaal, you literally saw me 3 hours ago.”
“Every moment without you feels like a small eternity.” Jaal smiled, kissing her softly then pulling away.
He noticed she was looking down at her feet, wringing her hands. Something was wrong.
“So… What’s your thoughts on family. Having one I mean.” She blurted.
“I have one. My siblings and cousins, mothers, you.” He smiled.
“But, what do you think about having more in it. Like… If it grew a little.”
“You are being very… Ambiguous. But if you mean children, then yes. It’s something I see in the future. A bigger family. With you of course. Adoptions may be our only option though, seeing as we are a different species.” He said, holding her hands in his larger ones.
“Biology may not be a problem.” She mumbled.
Sara took a deep breath, ‘Now or never.’ She thought.
“I’m pregnant. Lexi confirmed it this morning. It’s a mostly human fetus with traces of Angara DNA.” She said, still looking at her feet.
“I’m going to have a baby. Our baby.” She reiterated.
Jaal was shell shocked for a moment. Questions firing off in his mind but then he looked at her. At her tiny hands. Her chest, rising and falling with air, going noticeably quicker, possibly due to fear. Then his eyes trailed down to her stomach. A baby, their baby, was growing in there.
Before Sara could say or do anything Jaal had her up in his arms, spinning her around.
“A baby! Our baby!” He yelled, grinning wide and proud.
He set her down, showering her face with kisses, hugging her tightly.
“Jaal, you’re happy?”
“Of course, why wouldn’t I be?”
“We’ve only been together a short while. I love you more than anything don’t get me wrong, but this is a… Huge leap.”
“Are you unsure?”
“I want the baby, of course, but I’m worried. My family wasn’t very big on… Togetherness. We loved each other in our own way but they were always very distant. What if I’m the same? Angara are an emotional race. Your children are raised together as a group. What if I’m not able to be like that? I want to love this child with everything I am, but what if bad parenting is genetic?” She sighed.
Jaal’s eyes softened. He kissed her forehead and smiled.
“You are more kind and loving that anyone I know and any child you bore would be honoured to have you as their mother.” He smiled, hand caressing her cheek.
Sara grinned back but then she remember what Lexi had said.
“There’s also that matter of if I can even carry the baby to full term.”
“But… You’re pregnant.”
“Yes, but there are still many things that could go wrong. We’re still a different species. Whether my body will be able to carry the baby is still up in the air. Lexi is still running tests. I just didn’t want to hide this from you. I’m sorry if I’ve upset you now.”
“Darling. You could never upset me. What ever happens… Happens. But I’m confident. I think we will be meeting this tiny Ama Darav Ryder child soon.” Jaal smirked.
About 2 months in and everything was looking good. Jaal and Ryder decided that it was safe to tell the rest of the crew and his family about the pregnancy.
They broke the news over breakfast to the crew. Confused at first, naturally, but supportive. Drack nearly knocked Jaal fluing with the pat on the back he got.
“Stuff strong enough to impregnate cross species. Good for you kid.” He jabbed.
“Ew Drack!” Peebee gagged.
“I’m gonna be an uncle!” Liam exclaimed punching Jaal’s arm.
“Names yet? Girl or boy? Need me to acquire some baby stuff? Crib, toys, anything? I know a guy?” Vetra offered, patting her arm.
Cora and the rest of the crew congratulated them. The news left everyone buzzed and happy for the rest of the day, baby names, gender bets being the topic for the rest of the day.
They were paying a visit to Harval to give Jaal’s mother the great news.
“Jaal, Sara!” Sahuna called as they neared.
Hugging them both she ushered them inside. The rest for the Ama Darav family bustling inside. Sahuna found the kitchen empty and made them tea.
“To what do I owe the visit? All is well I hope?” She asked as she poured the tea.
“Better than ok. Mother… We have some amazing news.” Jaal smiled, holding Sara’s hand, staring lovingly into her eyes.
“What is it?”
“Sara is. With child. With our child. Our species are biologically compatible. She can carry the baby to full term.” Jaal explained.
The reaction was immediate. Sauna jumped for joy, circling them both into a tight hug.
“I am so happy! We must being preparations at once! A blessing ceremony. And bonding ceremony. I must get one of the monks to put the derive together…”
“Hush, let me fuss over you! This is a joyous day! Sara my dear do you need anything. Hungry? Thirsty? Any pain? I have Angaran herbal remedies that will help any discomfort, and come to me with questions.”
“Thank you Sahuna-.”
“Please you are our family now. I am as much your mother now as any of them.”
Sara smiled and thanked her.
“There will be some hard liners that will not approve of this. It may be dangerous with the Roekar on Harval.” Sahuna sighed.
“We know that. There’s always Meridian though.” Sara answered, squeezing her hand reassuringly.
“I just wish they could be here together.”
“Where ever we go, we know your blessing and love will follow. That will be enough. Thank you, for accepting this so graciously. I’ll be forever grateful.” Sara said, glad for her support.
“You will always have my blessing. Wherever you both go.” Sahuna assured.
Jaal and Sara lay on his bed in his tiny room together. The glowing Havarl fauna was the only thing lighting the room.
Jaal’s arm was wrapped around Sara, his other hand was resting on the small but growing bump on her stomach.
“I love you.” He sighed into her hair.
Grinning, she cupped his face in her hands and kissed him.
“Pretty fond of you too.” She giggled.
“Our child is going to end up the most sarcastic being alive thanks to you.”
“You bet your ass sonny.”
“Bet my what?”
Jaal could only groan and bury his head into her neck while Ryder laughed at his expense.
“I love you too.”
Hi guys! Yesterday I reached 5k followers! That’s something I never thought I’d even come close to getting, thanks so much guys for helping me reach this milestone, you’re the best! Huge thank you to every one who supports my blog and says nice things. You have no idea how much it means to me. Reblogging my gifs and edits you make me happier. I didn’t tag everyone because i follow too many blogs (exactly 404 blogs, what can i say, i watch too many tv shows), i’m so sorry if i didn’t include someone. Ok, lets do this:
Oh, my sweet Iv and El. Family don’t end with the blood and you
two are like my sisters from another mother. I tagged you together
because the the three of us are unsaperate. I love you both so much and
now i can’t image a life without you two ( i can’t image a day without
our talks:) You two know me here the best. I’am so thankful that i have the pleasure to know you. You’re my real life friends. Thank you for the opportunity of sharing my life with you <3
@mel-loves-all My sweet Mel, you are here with me since the beginning. Without you I would not be here. You’re one of the first person that i started to talk here.I was so shy, but this was my best decision to start interact with you. I love you so much my friend. Thank you for all the love, support, all the random messages. Thank you for being you, one of the kindest, lovable people that i ever met. Thank you for everything honey<3
Oh dear Abby, a day without a message from you is a lost day.
Thank you for being a part of my life, a part of my spn family. I love
you my adorable friend. Thank you for liking and reblogging my stuff,
for all the support. Meeting you was a gift
which I couldn’t be more grateful.
@smoakqueenz@oliversmoaked My dear Nelly and Brune, you two give me the power for doing what
i do. Thank you for all the kind words about my work. Thank you for all
the support. You two made me believe in myself, you made me believe
that what i do is not meaningless. I’m a very big fan of not just your
I am a fan of what you are
as a person. I love you to very much<3
My favorite people since forever, you made me who i’m here now. Thank you sweethearts for everything. There is no me here without you. You all are very special to me and I love you all very much<3