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Phineas and Ferb 10th Anniversary - 104 Memories of Summer: #15

By @carlyflynnfletcher

isn’t it crazy that something can change your life SO MUCH? Well, the crazy thing that has changed my life SO MUCH is none other than Phineas and Ferb. For the last 10 years this show has kept me somewhat sane. Although I wasn’t the biggest fan when it first aired, I still found the show to be funny and inspiring… taken I was only 8 when it came out, so naturally I liked any cartoon that came on tv but… this one was, different??? There was never a scene that made me feel stupid or never a cliché kids farting joke. Everything was so, smart. And creative. this show stuck to me… taught me a MILLION things and kept me positive!
Some people reading this might be thinking I’m “lame” bc I’m an adult who’s highkey obsessed with a kids show but, just like dr. Doofenshmirtz, I have a tragic back story as to why I’m so attached to this cartoon. Yes, I’ve told this story before, but might as well retell it (in a shorter version) as some of y'all haven’t heard it before. Here we go:
I didn’t really get into Phineas and Ferb until around 6 years ago. My parents were getting a divorce and it was really hard on me. Mom moved away, which was extremely heart breaking for me. I didn’t see her much, and that… threw me into the real bad sadness. But Phineas and Ferb really got me through that. It brought me back being happy… got me out of my depression and really got me back on track. Phineas and Ferb is the reason I’m still here and I can’t thank this show ENOUGH. It means so much to me!! And here I am, 10 years later and this show is STILL HELPING ME through my hard times.
There’s a lot of people who need to be thanked for this, but I especially want to thank Dan Povenmire and Swampy Marsh, the masterminds behind this crazy show. These two guys have changed my life by creating some crazy kids who do crazy things. I can’t thank them enough, they’re seriously my biggest role models♥️✨
Happy 10 years Phineas and Ferb, y'all have changed my life 10000000% ⭐️✨

anonymous asked:

hey mun, are the askers bothering you? Or just Sin?

MOD: I’m fine. :) 

I legit run 7 other blogs and i am no stranger to harassing anons and people sending asks. Honestly every blog needs a little drama and sometimes the drama has me rolling. You just have to ask the right questions. 

when you ask the wrong questions… and CONTINUE to ask the wrong questions yeah i get a little unnerved… but who wouldn’t? but that’s all the fun of running an ask/Rp blog. you’re gonna get asked stupid things :)

Just gotta remember to laugh. 

AS FOR THOSE WHO HARASS MY FRIENDS IS ANOTHER STORY! 

It’s fine and all to send asks but if you think for a moment that you can send the same messages to others and get the same reaction you are poorly mistaken!

If you are found to be sending harassing anons or really rude asks, please be sure to talk to the MOD after to clear things up. not everyone is a thick skinned or willing to be as patient as this mamabear.

Thank you for the ask though. It feels good to get this out sometimes. 

whenever i see a post that is like “if you idolize this character you just Dont Get it” or “you are watching x show wrong” that always put the blame in the audience for how a work is perceived instead of considering that the author maybe failed to transmit his ideas into the story (and almost always are accompanied by “no its ok you are not supposed to like these characters so is ok when they do XYZ”)

there are various examples of this but the one i always think of is, whenever alan moore goes on one of his “tsk, stupid readers of mine” tirades when he talks about how people found Rorschach more likable and you were supposed to hate him but then you read the comic, read his dialogue, watch him how he is presented in the story, how he participates in the climax and how the end of his arc intersects with the very last panel of the comic and what it means for the story…

anyways what i am trying to say is author intention + audience interpretation = the work as a whole and its impact on popular culture, idk

♥ DEADPOOL SENTENCE STARTERS
feel free to adjust sentences to make it fit your muse better!

  • ❛ Ladies and gentlemen, I give you… me! ❜
  • ❛ I had another Liam Neeson nightmare. I kidnapped his daughter and he just wasn’t having it. ❜
  • ❛ You’re probably thinking, “Whose balls did I have to fondle to get my very own movie”? ❜
  • ❛ You guys going for a bite? Early bird special? ❜
  • ❛ Fuck, you’re old. ❜
  • ❛ Fake laugh. Hiding real pain. Go get Silver Balls. ❜
  • ❛ What the shit? That’s the coolest name ever! ❜
  • ❛ Now, I’m about to do to you what Limp Bizkit did to music in the late 90s. ❜
  • ❛ A fourth wall break inside a fourth wall break? That’s like, sixteen walls. ❜
  • ❛ My boyfriend said this was a superhero movie but that guy in the suit just turned that other guy into a fucking kabab! ❜
  • ❛ Well, I may be super, but I’m no hero. ❜
  • ❛ But some of the best love stories start with a murder. ❜
  • ❛ Looks aren’t everything. ❜
  • ❛ Hashtag drive-by. ❜
  • ❛ Ugh, stupid, stupid. Worth it! ❜
  • ❛ That’s right! You’re about to be killed by a zamboni! ❜
  • ❛ Tell me where your fucking boss is or you’re going to die! In five minutes! ❜
  • ❛ I should’ve come and found you sooner, but the guy under this mask, he ain’t the same one that you remember. ❜
  • ❛ After a brief adjustment period and a bunch of drinks, it’s a face… I’d be happy to sit on. ❜
  • ❛ Time to make the chimi-fuckin’-changas. ❜
  • ❛ Oh, I so pity the dude who pressures her into prom sex. ❜
  • ❛ Whatever they did to me made me totally indestructible… and completely unfuckable. ❜
  • ❛ Star in your own horror films. Because you look like Freddy Krueger face-fucked a topographical map of Utah. ❜
  • ❛ Life is an endless series of trainwrecks with only brief commercial-like breaks of happiness. ❜
  • ❛ Finish fucking her the fuck up. ❜
  • ❛ Suck a cock. ❜
  • ❛ This guy’s got the right idea. he wore the brown pants. ❜
  • ❛ I’d go with you, but… I don’t want to. ❜
  • ❛ I’ve never said this to anyone before, but don’t swallow! ❜
  • ❛ Your right leg is Thanksgiving and your left leg is Christmas. Can I come and visit you between the holidays? ❜
  • ❛ Maximum effort. ❜
  • ❛ I didn’t just get the cure to el cancer, I got the cure to el everything. ❜
  • ❛ Ahhhh. I’m touching myself tonight. ❜
  • ❛ Ahhh! Your poor wife! ❜
  • ❛ Wanna get fucked up? ❜
  • ❛ Daddy needs to express some rage. ❜
  • ❛ Shit. Did I leave the stove on? ❜
  • ❛ Well I hate to break it to you, but your forty-eight minutes are up. ❜
  • ❛ Right up Main Street. ❜
  • ❛ Have you decided what you’re gonna say to her? ❜
  • ❛ I bet it’s going to feel really big in that hand later… ❜
  • ❛ This is a shameful and reckless use of your powers. ❜
  • ❛ Why such a douche this morning? ❜
  • ❛ Have you seen this man? ❜

anonymous asked:

I will build you a fucking shrine if you write peter coming out as a bi to tony and tony being like, "hell yeah me too"!!!!!! (I'll probably cry happy tears too)

Okay. Deep breath in. Deep breath out.


He could do this. He could do this. It was all going to be fine. He could do this. 


Fuck. How the hell was anyone supposed to do this?


He checked his watch for the fifteenth time that minute. Tony was currently 12 seconds late. But he was always late, so this was fine. It didn’t mean anything. He was just caught up again. Which was normal. 


Unless he’s found out and now hates me and is going to take the suit away and yell at me and never speak to me ever ever again-


“God, Peter, pull yourself together,” he muttered to himself, running a hand through his hair and then clasping it into a fist in his lap. It was all going to be okay. It was. He just needed to keep breathing.


Fuck. Why was he even here? Why had he called Tony in the first place? Take an hour of your day please, Mr Stark, I need to tell you something that I’ve only just found out myself and is probably something you don’t care about at all anyway-

This was stupid. He should have just waited until it could come up in casual conversation, not….whatever this was. Pulling Tony out of his busy day in order to tell him this stupid thing was…well, it was stupid! 

God, his hands were shaking.


What if Tony reacted badly? What if he got angry? What if…

what if he never wanted anything to do with Peter again?


It happened. He knew it happened. He’d heard all the horror stories. Kids, kicked out of homes by parents who had loved them unconditionally before. Put on the streets because they loved the wrong people.

Not that Tony would ever do that. Peter was scared, but he wasn’t stupid. For starters, Peter didn’t even live with Tony anyway. 
Well. He hung out with Tony in his workshop after school more often than not, and occasionally slept there if Aunt May was doing the nightshift, but it wasn’t like he couldn’t deal without it. He’d been fine before Tony came along.

But that wouldn’t even happen. He was making this out to be bigger than it was. Tony was cool. Tony would be fine. And even if he didn’t like it, he knew that New York still needed Peter on side, so he probably wouldn’t take the suit back, or kick him out. 

Probably.


Suddenly, there was a four-beat knock on the door, and Peter practically flew off the couch in his living room from the surprise.

Okay. Okay. Showtime. 

It was going to be fine.

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Sometimes I think about how Jake is gonna propose to Amy and she’s gonna say yes and they’re gonna get married and probably have babies and live happily together for the rest of their lives and then I think about how it all started when Amy flirted with Jake for 20 seconds and he became obsessed with her forever and he probably fell a little more in love with her every time she smiled so big after he had just said something stupid and how he finally found the courage to tell her how he felt before leaving for six months but she was with someone else and then he was with someone else cause timing was never right for them until it finally was !!!! And then I think about how amazingly written their story is and how natural and healthy and pure it is and I just feel so blessed I’M CRYING

Talk To Me

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Part 1 (It’s not really that necessary to read it to understand what’s going on)


Kim Jongdae (Chen) x Reader

Summary: Your parents gave you up so you had no choice but to become his wife.

Genre: Mafia AU, angst, fluff

Word count: 988

Originally posted by uminbean

“Don’t cry. I will take care of you better than your parents ever did.” he took the papers out of your hand after wiping your tears away and sat down on the opposite side of the table. He kept looking at you but you avoided making eye contact. 

“Talk to me.” but you didn’t say a word. He sighed and stood up. You followed his every move. He came up to you and gently lifted your chin, so your eyes would meet. You stared at each other for a few seconds when he kissed you out of the blue.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” you shoved him away.

“What? Can’t a man kiss his wife?” he asked. “There is even that saying, what was it? You may now kiss the bride?”

You didn’t want to admit it but he was right, you were his wife now. You probably had a gloomy expression on your face so he sighed again and picked you up bridal style.

“Could you stop carrying me everywhere? I said I can walk on my own.”

“Why? I could get used to this, it gives me a very nice view when I look down.”

“Oh my God! How can he flirt in this situation, he can’t read the atmosphere at all.” you thought as he went out of the room.

“Where are you taking me?” you asked as he passed a door after door, his men’s eyes following you. He ignored your question and started humming, when you listened to it more closely it was the wedding march.

“Jongdae, don’t.”

“You’re no fun.” he laughed but didn’t stop. You tried to remember the way you came from but quickly lost track after so many turns. Just how big is this place? He took you up a few sets of stairs and you finally reached a big wooden door, he pushed it open with his feet and laid you down on the bed.

“This is where you will be staying for a while.” he said standing up.

“I’m sorry but I’m going to have to lock you in here. Maybe that way you will behave and won’t try to escape again.” he went to the door. “I will come check on you every once in a while.” he told you closing and locking them. 

“Yeah right.” you thought, there is no way you can sit still and do nothing. You checked the balcony door and to your surprise it wasn’t locked. You opened the window and looked around, you were on the third floor, so no way getting out through here. Maybe you should try the ventilation shaft in bathroom again, you found a note in the sink that said “You won’t fit in. I measured it.” Great. Just great. Well at least the bathroom is spacious, this whole room compared to what you saw before was really fancy. There was everything here that you could need, even a TV and a laptop. A laptop! You quickly turned it on, maybe you can contact someone but the internet access was restricted. Does he have a hacker with him or something, he really thought about everything. Your eyes stopped on the closet, you checked it out and it was full of clothes.

“I guess I should get changed, I have nothing better to do anyways and I have been wearing the same dress for at least two days.” you thought. “But first a shower.”

You took your time washing every inch of your body, the water was warm and soothing. After about two hours you finally came out. Jongdae was sitting on the bed and whistled to you.

“Well that’s a sight I would love to see every day.” you got all shy and quickly put the bathrobe on because the only thing you were wearing was your lingerie.

“What do you want?”

“To talk.”

“I have got nothing to say.”

“Well maybe now you don’t but I want you to get used to my company.”

He kept coming to see you a few times every single day. At first he only made small talk but eventually you started to enjoy his presence, it was nice to talk with someone even if you avoided saying too much. He was generally a very nice guy with a bright smile and a good sense of humour, he was about your age and you had no idea how would someone like him get into the mafia business. You were sure if he went to college or something, he would have girls falling for him left and right. Maybe if you two met under different circumstances you could have been friends but the situation you were in right now prevented you to look past that and open up to him. Before you knew it about a month has passed. One day, just out of curiosity you decided to try opening the room door and to your surprise it actually worked. Not waiting any longer you poked your head out but there was nobody in sight. You slowly stepped out and headed to the stairs. You found this strange but considered yourself lucky. You reached the second floor and froze when you saw Jongdae leaning on the railing.

“I didn’t forget to lock it, if that’s what you’re thinking.” he said, turning to you. “I actually stopped locking it after a few days.” he laughed.

You couldn’t believe it, you were stupid not to try opening them sooner.

“But you were a good girl and actually behaved, not that you would have been able to escape if you found this out sooner but I guess that’s a good start to our relationship.” he said standing up straight.

He brushed a strand of hair from your face behind your ear, making you blush to which he just chuckled.

“Come with me.” he said taking your hand. “We’re going to a party.”


~ Part 3 ~

A/N: Somehow I like this story myself, maybe I will make a part 3 or something someday…  ¯\_(ツ)_/ ¯

Anime You Probably Misjudged

Here are some titles that you probably have heard and never watched because of various factors BUT do deserve a watch! I shall justify: 

B Gata H Kei: Yamada’s First Time - Most people look at Yamada’s cast and say: “Wow, just another harem anime with lots of large-breasted girls and a stupid boy character” and if you think that, then shame on you! I am a teenage girl, meaning I am not into the harem stories, and I wholly found this show to have some of the best comedy in anime. Most of all, this show makes fun of the genre it appears to portray, to the point of hilarity. Definitely deserves a watch. 

Red Data Girl - Most people who have heard of RDG and have decided against watching it have done so because it is not an extremely popular show, so they think it’s not good. Others may be put off by the protagonist, who is shy. Well, shame on you! RDG was a show I decided to watch just because it popped up on Netflix, and I got to say that it deserves more love. The story is a fresh take on the supernatural genre and our heroine is admirable and someone you will be rooting for the whole time. 

Spice and Wolf - The first thing people think when they look at Spice and Wolf is that this show is furry fanservice and just someone’s pervy fantasy. Shame on you! If you think by glance that Spice and Wolf is some sexed-up anime, then you are sorely mistaken because it is no where even close to that. This show follows Laurence, a merchant, and Holo, the wolf god of harvest, on their journey to the north and mainly explores medieval economics (which might not sound exciting but it is!) and their relationship. 

Maid Sama! - You throw a maid into the picture and suddenly everyone judges the show! This anime is my favorite romance to date and has the absolute most kick-ass protagonist because she is so focused on helping her family while being a straight A student, the student council president, and working at a maid cafe. She has no room for love, and rather than having the love interest fall for her because of her looks or other superficial things, he falls for her brains, determination, and strong convictions. 

Good Luck Girl! - This is an underrated anime. Most people have never heard of it, which is a crying shame because it was one of the funniest shows I have seen and has some really good art. Some people might have decided not to watch this one because the protagonist is kind of a huge bitch, but that is the point! Not every MC has to be a good person! This show will make your sides for from laughing. 

Ghost Stories - This show is one of a kind. In almost every way, it is awful. Horrible art, horrible characters, horrible story. Bad show all around EXCEPT for the dub. The story behind it is that this show was so bad that when Funimnation was asked to dub it, they were told to do it in any way they could just to make it bearable to watch, so they decided to make a gag dub, meaning that almost every line of dialogue that was in the original has been replaced by something super hilarious and raunchy. Don’t believe me? Just look it up on YouTube. The dub of ghost stories is the single most funny show I have ever watched. Period. 

Any other shows I missed??

Heronchild Headcanons

Listen I’m all for heronchild as a romance and everything, but can we take a moment to consider heronchild’s friendship? They are parabatai, after all:

• Matthew definitely, 100% uses James as a pillow 99.9% of the time (look at this post).

• James trusts Matthew and only Matthew when it comes to getting a haircut. He won’t even let his mom do it.

• BANTER

• Sometimes when James is too exhausted and starts falling asleep, he starts to turn into a shadow. Matthew, usually sitting next to him on the couch, puts a hand on his wrist or his shoulder to ground him back. He’s the only one who manages to do that.

• When Matthew reads De Profundis for the first time, James sits down with him and reads over his shoulder. His presence is the only thing that keeps Matthew from breaking down completely.

• When James starts to see Grace, and to withdraw from his family, Will goes to Matthew first to ask him what’s going on. Matthew says: “He’s just a little bit lost right now. Don’t worry, Mr. Herondale. I’ve found him before, I’ll find him now.”

• [CANON] Matthew is the only one who can see James as a shadow!!!

• They fight for then most stupid things. “James have you seen my copy of The Importance of Being Earnest?” “No.” “What do you mean no?” “Precisely that. I haven’t seen it.” “Fuck you, Herondale.” “Whatever.”

• James will never let Matthew live the whole “I look like I have a lot of friends just ‘cause I can’t have the one person I want to be friends with” thing down. Matthew walks out of the room every time he tells the story.

• Sometimes James stays with Matthew in Henry’s basement, and he falls asleep with his head on Matthew’s lap as his parabatai and Henry discuss some new invention.

• James always has cold feet. Always. Matthew carries a pair of extra socks in the pocket of his pants whenever they go out (and has to keep drawing heating runes on James’s ankles).

• They would take several bullets for each other, that’s for sure.

• They are very, very rarely seen without the other. Like Jem and Will, but worse.

• “James?” “Hmm?” “I’m in love with you.” “Nice.” *a moment* “James?” “Yeah?” “If we weren’t parabatai and this weren’t the eighteenth century, would you marry me?” *pats head* “Sure, Matthew.”

• After one month of being friends, James can recite three excerpts from The Picture of Dorian Gray, all of The Ballad of Reading Gaol and the first two acts of An Ideal Husband from memory. He has never read any of those works.

• Matthew is so proud the first time he hears James muttering a few verses to himself he actually cries.

 100  more  random  sentence  starters.

  1. ❛ A champion blanket listens underneath a gene. ❜ 
  2. ❛ Why does a saint discriminate? ❜ 
  3. ❛ You should always be careful what you wish for. ❜ 
  4. ❛ I can find everything I need under one roof. ❜ 
  5. ❛ Don’t step on the broken glass. ❜ 
  6. ❛ I checked to make sure that they were still alive. ❜ 
  7. ❛ I’d rather be a bird than a fish. ❜ 
  8. ❛ A glittering gem is not enough. ❜ 
  9. ❛ If I don’t like something, I’ll stay away from it. ❜ 
  10. ❛ I will never be this young again. Ever. ❜ 
  11. ❛ Please wait outside of the house. ❜
  12. ❛ Lets all be unique together until we realize we are all the same. ❜ 
  13. ❛ The memory we used to share is no longer coherent. ❜ 
  14. ❛ I want to buy a onesie… but know it won’t suit me. ❜  
  15. ❛ Wait, if I didn’t do it and you didn’t do it.. then who did? ❜ 
  16. ❛ You mean to tell me all this time you were lying? ❜ 
  17. ❛ I’ll never trust you again, if that’s what you were aiming for. ❜ 
  18. ❛ Things just seem to continue to get worse and worse. ❜   
  19. ❛ I will not stand by and let this happen! ❜ 
  20. ❛ I want you to know, that it’s our time. ❜ 
  21. ❛ You and me run the came course. ❜ 
  22. ❛ No offense but you really are a bad lair. ❜   
  23. ❛ It only shows you’re not a robot. ❜ 
  24. ❛ I’m not going anywhere with you ever again. ❜ 
  25. ❛ Is that a threat or a promise? ❜ 
  26. ❛ What the hell? You embarrassed me back there in front of everyone! ❜ 
  27. ❛ Honestly, how do you sleep at night? If you even do.. ❜ 
  28. ❛ For a minute there, I almost believed you. ❜ 
  29. ❛ Can you teach me to lie? It’s just.. you know, you’re good at it. ❜ 
  30. ❛ I just wanted you to like me is all. ❜ 
  31. ❛ I don’t appreciate your sarcasm right now. ❜ 
  32. ❛ There is no point of running away form a sniper. ❜ 
  33. ❛ Sometimes even when you brake you can’t stop. ❜ 
  34. ❛ It is not bad if you got stood up, it is worse if you liked it. ❜ 
  35. ❛ There’s good climate in heaven, but a better company in hell. ❜ 
  36. ❛ A bright mind is a necessity while shopping. ❜ 
  37. ❛ There’s a dark side and light side and it holds the universe together. ❜ 
  38. ❛ I thought I told you I never wanted to see you again! ❜ 
  39. ❛ You have an act for showing up unannounced. ❜ 
  40. ❛ The real trouble with reality is that there’s no background music. ❜ 
  41. ❛ Everyone is entitled to be stupid, but some abuse the privilege. ❜ 
  42. ❛ You can’t be late until you show up. ❜ 
  43. ❛ A single death is a tragedy; a million deaths is a statistic. ❜ 
  44. ❛ You never learn anything by doing it right. ❜ 
  45. ❛ If you’re gonna go, go obnoxiously. ❜ 
  46. ❛ You can’t depend on your eyes when your imagination is out of focus. ❜ 
  47. ❛ Do you really believe that killing is going to make up for it all? ❜ 
  48. ❛ The grass is never greener on the other side, stop looking at it. ❜ 
  49. ❛ Do you think we’ll ever be able to come back from all this? ❜ 
  50. ❛ I don’t think I could ever come back from all this. ❜ 
  51. ❛ We all have our place and each us are important for this place. ❜ 
  52. ❛ I thought you would have forgotten all about me. ❜ 
  53. ❛ If love is great then why has it broken so many hearts? ❜ 
  54. ❛ It is not love that breaks the heart. It is betrayal. ❜ 
  55. ❛ Absence makes the heart grow fonder. ❜ 
  56. ❛ If you love something, let it go. If it comes back, it loved you too. ❜ 
  57. ❛ You could always get a dog or a cat, to help with being lonely. ❜ 
  58. ❛ I didn’t kill anybody! It wasn’t me! It was you! ❜   
  59. ❛ The fact that you’re totally oblivious, just amazes me. ❜ 
  60. ❛ I’m not here for you, so you can stop smiling at me now. ❜ 
  61. ❛ I’m completely surrounded by idiots. ❜ 
  62. ❛ What are you doing? We don’t give up. ❜ 
  63. ❛ What’s this? What am I supposed to do with it? ❜ 
  64. ❛ Are you really ready to start the chapter of your life? ❜ 
  65. ❛ Look, if I’ve heard one sob story then I’ve heard them all. ❜
  66. ❛ Is it really that hard for you to be humble? ❜ 
  67. ❛ I will relish the day you are captured and hung. ❜ 
  68. ❛ Do not take my kindness as a weakness. ❜ 
  69. ❛ Are you stupid enough to be challenging me right now? ❜ 
  70. ❛ If you want to leave, fine. I’ll hold the door open for you. ❜ 
  71. ❛ Go on and leave, if that’s what you want. No love lost or found here. ❜
  72. ❛ If you kick me while I’m down you better pray I don’t get back up. ❜
  73. ❛ I don’t think I have anymore fight left in me. ❜
  74. ❛ I cherish every word that you speak to my heart. ❜
  75. ❛ Is that really your best at trying to sound endearing? ❜  
  76. ❛ If you leave now, you better not return! I will have you locked away! ❜
  77. ❛ You can’t make me leave! This is my house! I pay the bills here! ❜
  78. ❛ I’m beginning to think you’re stalking me, you know.. ❜
  79. ❛ Are you following me? I’m pretty sure you’re following me.. ❜
  80. ❛ Just remember, where there is smoke, there is a fire. ❜
  81. ❛ Please, underestimate me! My favorite thing is proving people wrong. ❜
  82. ❛ I love your perfume! What is that? The stench of death? ❜
  83. ❛ You think I won’t cut you, but I will so cut you. ❜
  84. ❛ No offense, but you really creep me out sometimes. Like right now.
  85. ❛ I thought we were friends and you do something like this…..
  86. ❛ I don’t think I could ever grow tired of you. ❜
  87. ❛ Can you not take a hint? Make a move on me already! ❜
  88. ❛ You was that you were kissing over there? Not that I was watching.. ❜
  89. ❛ I see you peeking at me from your window all the time. ❜
  90. ❛ Wait! Wait, no! This isn’t what it looks like! I swear! ❜  
  91. ❛ Why are you always following me? Someone put you up to this? ❜
  92. ❛ You kind of remind me of someone from my past. ❜
  93. ❛ You always know what to say to cheer me up, I’m lucky to have you. ❜
  94. ❛ I haven’t kissed anyone other than you, stop accusing me! ❜
  95. ❛ Well, let’s just put it this way, I’d only break your heart. ❜
  96. ❛ You think you scare me? I don’t scare easily though… ❜
  97. ❛ You’ve mistaken me for someone who gives a shit. ❜
  98. ❛ Trust is like glass, once it’s broken, it can never be the same again. ❜
  99. ❛ I can’t believe you can’t even apologize! ❜
  100. ❛ You make me sick to my stomach and I’d rather never see you again. ❜
Stargazing and Stupidity - Wolverine x Reader (kinda NSFW)

#9 :”I found this photo of you in an old jacket, and it reminds me of what I lost, and I came back here to find it”

It has been SO LONG since I wrote for Logan. So, here, a fic for good ol’ Logan, about him realizing he was a total ass. ALSO, it’s a very long story, so sorry about that and if you’re not into reading such fucking long things…I can’t seem to write anything short -__-. Hope you’ll like it :

Warning because kinda NSFW, also language

My masterlist blog : https://ella-ravenwood-archives.tumblr.com

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-I’ll be twenty dollars please sir. 

Logan nods at the cashier and dives his hand in his pocket to look for a dollar bill. He finds it, but he also finds something else that he takes out with the money without really thinking about it. Automatically. 

He doesn’t pay any attention to it at first, and just hands the bill to the cashier, before taking the packs of beer he just bought, and exits the small convenience store with heavy steps. 

It’s only when he’s outside and in front of his bike, putting the beers in his duffle bag, that he looks at what he caught with the dollar bill. 

His heart drops. 

And memories come flooding. Overwhelming him a bit. 

But of course, he hasn’t worn this jacket since he left. He completely forgot about what was in its pockets besides the money he shoved in when he grabbed it to go buy some alcohol…

He stares at the object for way too long. 

He knows he shouldn’t do this to himself. Nostalgia washes over him. Sadness and guilt makes his heart beat faster. And for the million times since he ran away from the the Xavier’s school for gifted youngsters, he wonders : why ? 

Why did he leave ? Without a word at that ? Why couldn’t he face his feelings ? Why, despite knowing that it always hurt him and those around him, did he keep pushing the one he loves away, and leave them behind ? …

He doesn’t have an answer. 

He doesn’t even understand himself. 

Does he do it to save them from the death, pain and misery that comes with being acquainted with him ? Or does he do it so that he doesn’t get hurt ? 

He can’t answer his own questions…And the more he stares at what he found in his pocket, the less he knows and understands. 

It’s a picture of you. A picture he took because he wanted to remember how you were that day. Or rather, that night. One of the best night he ever had. 

On the picture he grips tightly between his fingers, almost crumpling it, you’re sitting on a rock, smiling at him. You’re sitting on a rock and behind you, a huge cliff. You’re somewhere in the Canadian rockies, high up. Surrounded by bright stars, the full moon shining high up in the sky. Wrapped in his comfy leather jacket. 

It’s an amazing picture. A perfect one. 

Because you’re on it and look so damn happy. Because you’re smile is the best thing he ever seen. Because the sky behind you is magical, the stars and Moon more beautiful than ever, but not as gorgeous as you. 

And because he loves you. 

…Because he loves you. Because he fucking loves you. 

With a growl, he makes a move to throw the picture away but…He cannot do it. 

Shoving it back in his pockets with another throaty growl, he shakes his head. 

No matter how hard he tries, he cannot forget, he cannot put behind him how perfect that night was. How perfect you were…He remembers everything with great details. 

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It’s a stupid fluffy parody I drew in RUN era(hence the hairstyle) and after a long struggle I just gave up the translation hahahaha. It was 1000 days anniversary and now It’s 3rd year anniversary!
I can’t write so it’s not a fanfic but just notes of random ideas.
Very special thanks to dear @art-blisters for helping me translate all text!!TOT You’re my angel FOR REAL.

FULL STORY in Chinese> http://imgur.com/a/2citz
ENG TRANS ↓ ↓

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Highway (Part 6)

Originally posted by enjoy-the-life-baby

Summary: There’s a charming man that enters the diner like he owns the place, like he owns the town. And when he’s calling you babydoll, with a devilish smirk on his face and a twinkle of silver in his baby blues, you know you won’t be able to stop yourself from falling for the infamous Bucky Barnes.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Wordcount: 2,039

A/N: And here we go! The part where I finally set up the angst for the rest of the story lol i’m kinda sad :/

Part 1  / 2 / 3 / 4 / 5 / 6

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Bucky Barnes had chased the adrenaline ‘till he couldn’t breathe anymore.

He was the kinda man who never went through something like this. Something so beautifully overwhelming, something that made his chest tighten and something that pulled his lips back into a stupid and giddy smile. You were doing this to him.

You were the one he’d chased down, 'till he realized you had him wrapped around your pretty little pinky. Oddly enough, he found himself incapable of having a single issue with just how pliable he was in your presence. 

How could he when it made him feel so alive? So…so…wanted?

Because he’d gone his entire life feeling like he truly was a speck of dirt upon the pristine surface of society, a trauma-haunted speck of dirt that was destined to remain trapped in a garage, drinking away the nights that he couldn’t sleep. 

After the terrors in Afghanistan, after returning to this town with a wounded soul, Bucky had been inconsolable, debilitated with insomnia and flashes of anger and panic attacks. Panic attacks and anger that caused trembling fingers and shaky breaths and hot tears. 

Those episodes often led Bucky to recollect those haunting experiences on the battlefield.

They used to call him Sergeant Barnes.

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anonymous asked:

Hello! Do you mind doing some Headcanons about Princess Zelda, Link, and the champions (old and new) reacting to jumpscares in a spooky haunted house?

Zelda

- for the most part, unfazed (at least in the beginning) but towards the end, when the actors bust out the real spooky tricks, she FINALLY gets scared

- u’d think she’d either run or kind of cower in fear, but nope! initially, she gets afraid and upon reflex she’ll cover her face, but after she realizes what happened, the actors get lectured…yikes

- “HOW DARE YOU! I’M YOUR PRINCESS! SAY YOU’RE SORRY!”

Link

- he’s tense as soon as they walk in but he’s Too Cool to let the others know that

- “i’m not scared– DARUK WAIT FOR ME– psh this is no biggie”

- he screams like a girl

Mipha

- she wasn’t afraid at all!

- she lives next to a lynel and her biggest fear is losing her friends, this was nothing

- mipha’s super badass anyways she’s sweet n shy but she’s hardcore don’t fw her

Sidon

- he really enjoyed it!! he made some new friends!

- he’ll get scared each time, but then he’ll compliment their skill and timing, shaking their hands and everything

- “AH!! ohhh haha! you really scared me! hello! i’m prince sidon! i’m champion mipha’s younger brother! i invite you to our domain!!”

Daruk

- he couldn’t enjoy it as much as he wanted to bc link wouldn’t let go of his arm, but that isn’t to say he didn’t have a good time

- the actors were…terrified of him so they left him alone for the most part, but the veteran actors definitely tried their best to scare him

- they failed

Yunobo

- he’s not ashamed to show that he’s afraid. he was the one of two who voted NOT to go to a haunted house and go see a movie instead

- screams the WHOLE time and thanks to him, only daruk heard link’s girly screams

- he was so scared that afterwards he was on edge until he was in his own bed

Revali

- L M A O I AM DYING at the idea of revali BOASTING about his rock solid mental stability “it’s just a stupid play house for kids”

- this is probably one of the few things he and link agree with. “uh, i didn’t hear him scream, did you hear me scream, revali?” “no, i don’t believe i heard you scream either, link”

- anyways have u ever heard how loud a hawk/eagle’s cry is when within a few feet? it’s loud

Teba

- he was the other one who voted against the haunted house

- he found it was quite a crowd and didn’t particularly have a good time but he did get some juicy stories about revali to tell his wife

- he notes to himself that he wants to take tulin here one day

Urbosa

- thought the idea was super fun and she had a good time!!! mom finally takes a break n has fun read all about it

- she got startled a few times but she wasn’t embarrassed about it like revali or link

- she actually laughed a lot it was really refreshing for everyone, herself included

Riju

- this cutie was so anxious on the way there she brought her stuffed sand seal plushie

- it wasn’t as bad as she thought it would be!! it was really fun to her

- she also really enjoyed seeing everyone laughing and screaming (specifically urbosa)

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Bound to Happen (Part 4), Lin-Manuel Miranda x Reader

Prompt: The chronicles of being Lin’s assistant to maybe something more.

Words: 1,444

Author’s Note: Alright, I know this is no ‘try to assassinate Charlie, also happens to shoot Josh’ kind of drama, but this is the closest I could get with this setting. This covers the Rosslyn shooting events and a bit of what follows (the flashback Josh has of his father dying). Hope you enjoy and that it’s not too angsty.

Warnings: As always, a slow burn. Death and a broken wrist.

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Usually a call from an unknown number in the middle of the afternoon on your day off would elicit a curse and a hard press to the decline button.

As your phone buzzed in your hand you couldn’t help but feel like you needed to answer it. Sighing as your thumb pressed quickly against your screen, you answered with your typical professional greeting.

“We are contacting you because you were listed as an emergency contact for a Lin-Manuel Miranda.”

The phone nearly fell from your hands. As they blabbered on about the location and his condition your mind could only tell you one thing.

Get to Lin.

You snatched your purse from the rack by your door, forcing on the first matching pair of shoes your frantic hands could find. You were out the door and hailing a cab before you were even off the phone.

You never felt more cheesy 90′s drama-esque, sprinting down a long hallway of the emergency room trying to find anything that resembled a receptionist’s desk.

Three nurses were perched around a few computers, typing away as they gossiped about doctors and patients like they were straight from Grey’s Anatomy. Panting for breath, you caught the eye of the first one.

“Can we help you?” He asked, voice strong and level.

“I got a call.” You nearly weeped, trying to steady your breath. “Lin-Manuel Miranda.” You managed, using the desk to steady your legs.

He smiled, let out the smallest laugh and you nearly reached over to slap him for mocking your worry.

“I’m sorry, they didn’t tell you over the phone?” The other nurses hushed as he spoke, wanting to know everything to know about the hysterical girl who stormed into their emergency room. “Broken wrist, nothing to worry about. The painkillers prescribed requires someone else to check him out and he specifically requested you.”

You collapsed against the desk, head lightly banging against the smooth surface. Your unshed tears immediately dried and were replaced with a sense of relief.

“I’ll show you to his room.” He grabbed a chart and moved around the desk, giving you a very nice look at him.

“Y/N!” Lin cheered happily as you approached, you glared as you stormed past the nurse, giving Lin a few good slaps to his shoulder, “Hey!”

You are stupid and dumb and an idiot and I can’t believe you!

The nurse stood back, stifling a laugh which was silenced when you turned your heavy gaze on him.

“It’s nothing, It’s a broken wrist!”

“You had me scared half to death, sprinting through the city streets!”

“I was gonna call my mom but I didn’t worry her-”

“So you call me to worry me?” You found home in the visitor’s chair perched next to his bed. “How did this happen?”

His shrug was enough of an answer, you wouldn’t be getting that story for awhile, and you weren’t about to force it from him.

“I’m just glad you’re okay.” You pushed yourself from the chair and into his arms, tucking your head into the crook of his neck, “Usnavi is gonna look so stupid with a cast.” You mumbled, a smile cracking across your face when you felt the rumbling of his laugh against you.

You only needed to sign a few papers and listen to the doctor drone on about the treatment plan. The nurse walked you through some things, standing just a bit too close for your liking.

You flipped to the final page, hand moving to flourish your signature.

“I noticed under your relationship to the patient, it was listed as ‘co-worker’.” He started, just as Lin made it out of the room with the doctor in tow. “So there’s nothing romantic-”

“Dude, does it look like I’m remotely in the mood to be hit on right now?” Your hand pressed the pen down harder as you practically carved your signature into the desk. “Can we go?” You asked Lin, who smirked and nodded.

You thanked the doctor and refused to meet the eye of the nurse, hustling down the hallway with Lin meeting you stride for stride. You could feel his gaze on you, and you glanced over to see him beaming in your direction.

“What?”

“Nothing, I just like it when you reject losers who are clearly not worth your time.”

“Don’t think for one second that you are out of the clear, Lin-Manuel Miranda.” He winced at the harsh delivery of his full name, “We’re gonna have to sit down with Tommy and Andy and the producers and lawyers and everyone in Puerto Rico just to come to the conclusion that you’re dumb.”

He nodded, deciding he more than likely deserved the verbal beat down you were giving him, though he would feel better about it if his wrist wasn’t itching so badly.

“But you were pretty worried about me.” He pointed out as you approached the exit, “That definitely means you’re in love with me.” He grinned as you made it back to the street, ready to stuff him in a cab and return to your much deserved day off.

You hummed a response to fill the silence, waving your arm to catch the attention of the first driver you could.

“Really, Y/N.” His free hand moved to brush your arm. “Thanks for coming, I’m sorry I scared you.”

“I just-” You started, the panic settling back into your stomach, “I really thought something horrible had happened to you and maybe if I worked today you’d be fine-” His arms were around you again, pulling you close.

He shushed your whimpers, his lips hovering by your ear, whispering quiet reminders.

I’m here. Nothing’s gonna happen. Everything’s okay.

Suddenly his shirt was soaked with tears you didn’t want spilling.

It’s not your fault.


Opening weekend of In the Heights was one of the most frantic of Lin’s life. Interviews and parties and spotlights all shined on him and the cast that surrounded him.

The only reason he was able to stay at all grounded was you.

With a strict schedule and a million deadlines, you were his lifeline. He depended on you to remind him to breath in and out and everything else.

The only true time you spent apart was when he was on stage (I’m sure I can figure something out? Just hide under the bodega counter and read my lines to me!) and when he went home to sleep.

Even then, it was constant texts and emails with reminders and not-so-gentle suggestions for him to eat.

After their third official performance he led the cast offstage and readied himself to walk the familiar path back to his dressing room where you would surely be waiting for him.

He was surprised to see you waiting just off stage, not typing furiously on your Blackberry or taking frantic notes that he couldn’t really read.

He realized you were crying.

“What’s going on?” This was met with a choked sob.

“It’s your grandfather, Lin.”

He never needed you more than in that moment and the days that followed. It would be another few performances before he passed, and he was never able to get through ‘Alabanza’ without choking down his sobs for a month after.

You found a picture of them together when Lin lived in Puerto Rico for a summer and taped it up on his dressing room mirror.

Everyone offered their condolences to him, not certain of what else they could offer.

You certainly didn’t know what he needed - and he never asked for anything. All you could do was make sure you were waiting for him off stage, absent of anything business related, just to be there for him.

Lin never spoke of his grandfather’s death to you, he would only tell stories about him that were a bit hazy from the years.

It was the first time you had seen Lin face death up close. After, you watched Lin continue to be non-stop, death but a motivator to continue living.


He insisted you spend the day together - as if you hadn’t spent the previous day and will spend the next day attached at the hip. You obliged as he pulled away, the brush of his cast reminding you to cherish every second you had with him.

“Come on. With all the shit I put you through, the least I can do is buy you lunch.” With a laugh, your tears were wiped away and forgotten as he hailed a cab for the both of you. His loud whistle had a taxi pulled up in a second. “Where do you want to go?”

“Wherever you do.”

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How To Tell Ned (Part 2 to I Knew It!)

Word Count: 1326

Pairing: Peter Parker x reader Soulmate AU

Featuring: Peter Parker, You, Ned Leeds, Michelle

Summary: The day after finding out who your soulmate is, you have to face everyone at school. Questions are dodged, and friends get frustrated throughout the day.Part 2 to I Knew It!

Warning: Slight Spider-Man: Homecoming Spoilers ahead. 

Request: Anon said: Please do a part 2 to the soulmate story. It’s amazing 😚😚

A/N: Here you guys go! Part 2! I never was planning on doing one, but after seeing the request I decided to do one. And boy, am I glad that I did. I really like this. Sorry if Ned and Michelle are out of character. It’s my first time writing either of them.

Originally posted by parkerpete

Part 1


Your POV

“Wait, how do we tell Ned?”

That was a good question. It probably contributed to Peter staying at your house until 3 am, but not too much considering all that had happened.

After your tears of joy finally stopped, and both you and Peter agreed there was some explaining to do, the conversation got interesting. And by that, it means you slapped Peter in the face for not telling you he was Spider-Man when apparently the rest of your friend group knew.

He tried to defend himself, saying Ned found out on accident, and Michelle pieced it together herself after DC, but you still grilled him about it.

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{Imagine} Mafia!Tao finding out you stood up to yourself in archery class

Tao rested his hand on your cheek as you told him the story of one of your childhood bullies following you to your archery class and the way you had courageously pulled back the arrow and pointing it towards his stupid head. He found himself smiling as he heard the anger and passion lace in your voice, the way you explained every little detail as though it was yesterday, he found himself falling more and love with you with every second of the way. 

Tao: “Gosh Jagi, did I ever tell you how much that I love you?”

Admit It

Originally posted by jamesbuchananbarnesisbae


Pairing: Bucky X Reader

Summary: The reader has feelings for Bucky but he hasn’t realized it yet.

Warnings: Fluff, humor, kissing

AN: This writing was done specifically for @girlwith100names as a prize for winning the contest I posted like two months ago! Thank you so much for your support, you’ve been great and I am really thankful that you like my writings!  I’m so sorry that it has taken me so long to get this posted but I hope you like it. I didn’t like it in the beginning but by the end I was rooting for the two of them! Let me know what you think and if you guys have anymore requests let me know! 

Lost in thought I didn’t notice Bucky sneaking up behind me. Thoughts swam through my head as my hand tried to follow as fast as it could. The sound of pen scratching paper broke the silence that blanketed the room, my attention solely on what was in front of me. Sometime overnight I had a sudden rush of inspiration for a story I was currently working on so I had holed herself up in the living room of the tower. I settled  into the couch, blankets surrounding me and a small fire in the fireplace. The sun was just peaking over the horizon sending various hues of yellow and orange spilling into the room.

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It’s Kind of a Funny Story (2010) - Anna Boden and Ryan Fleck

5 bullets on this film:

  • I think this movie deals with the topic of mental illness very well, without being too heavy, but in a sensitive way. It’s deep and it makes you think a lot, but there are some funny scenes as well. If you ever feel sad, watch this, it’ll make you feel better.
  • Zach Galifianakis and Emma Roberts are great, they really got into their roles. I loved how all the characters were well-developed  and how each one of them represented different mental illnesses.  
  • The musical interludes basically made the entire movie.
  • The setting is basically the same during the whole movie: a psychiatric hospital. However, the colors and the nice cinematography make everything seem cute and not-boring.
  • When I was around 14 I used to get really sad sometimes, so I watched this film and it really helped me. I also read the novel written by Ned Vizzini, which was based on his own life. I recently found out that he commited suicide in 2013 and I am devastated. When you feel sad, please don’t do anything stupid. 
Huge Mistake ~ Part 2

Originally posted by steveetrevor

(he’s beauty, he’s grace, he’s mr. stuck in space)^

Pairing: Leonard McCoy x reader

Word count: 2.401

Warnings: Mild swearing, needles, blood and two goofs in love.

A/N: At long last! This part was extremely hard for me to write for some reason but here it is! Finally! Thank you for being patient, I’m fairly happy I got no death threats (Sorry for that cliffhanger hah). I hope you enjoy this last part and thank you for all the support! :)

Part 1


It started so abruptly that he couldn’t defend himself.

All it took was the first time he saw her smile. Her lips pulled and showcased her teeth, two dips in her cheeks subtly forming. Her eyes crinkled, seemingly alight as they locked with his. He had never seen such pure happiness. He had only known her for days, and not having thought of her in that way before, he was beyond unprepared. She wasn‘t even his type, not even close, but when he saw the radiant beauty in front of him, his heart took off. He blamed it on simply not having been with a woman in a long time, but the feeling never left him, even after years. She had broken through his defenses, the walls he built out of mistakes and sorrow and slid her way into his heart, making him fall more in love with her every single day.


Reckless buffoon. He couldn´t believe this was happening.

Reckless buffoon with those beautiful eyes. He trembled, having trouble focusing through the fog of thoughts in his mind. Y/N was hypnotic in the best possible way. He could get lost in that precious light in her eyes, the light she emitted all around her when she smiled. She was imperfectly perfect, the kindest heart in the galaxy, the electric shock that restarted his heart. He didn’t deserve her, he didn’t deserve the happiness she gave him so freely.

And now she was in danger and he stood there like the buffoon he was too.

Leonard felt his lungs squeeze with worry. He kept his gaze fixed on Jim’s comm whilst his mind reeled with the worst possible outcomes, all blood draining from his face.

Jim paced and peered across the landscape around them, as if he’d see her standing somewhere, rapidly shooting questions at Scotty.

“Jim, when you meant forest, where they possibly forests made of cacti?” Her voice was like a blessing, reminding him she was alive and well, and Leonard let his shoulders relax a fraction before mulling over her words, immediately tensing up again.

“She’s in the forest?! The ‘let’s stay clear of those, just in case’ forests?”  He hissed into his own comm, addressing anyone at all who could possibly fix this. “Jim…” He muttered to his friend, eyes asking him to do something, quick.

“Calm down, Len, I’m sure Scotty can beam me away…. Right, Scotty?” She didn’t sound convincing at all and the silence that followed made him want to start ripping his hair out. “Scotty?”

“Ah, eh, no, not exactly, there’s something in there that’s disturbing the process.” He finally answered, incessant beeping sounding in the background and he sounded out of breath.

“…something?” Jim froze, awaiting explanation, but before Scotty could speak they heard a loud gasp.

“Holy-.” Y/N cut off and the sound of feet pounding on sand emitted over the comm. “Jim, I’m in a bit of a pickle!” She yelped and panic clutched Leonard in a painful grasp. He had to do something.

“What do you mean?” He answered for Jim, trying to control his breathing.

“Ow! You prick!” She chuckled for a moment before swearing again.

“Y/N, what’s going on?” He pressed, his voice pitching slightly. Jim was ordering the team to look in all directions and started climbing up the hill next to them in a frenzy.

“The cacti move, Len! They move!” She shouted and sounds of struggle could be heard over the comm.

“They?”

“Yeah and they really don’t like me here!” Phaser shots almost drowned out her voice. “They’re everywhere!”

“Scotty, is there anything you can do?” He practically begged.

“I cannea do anythin’ whilst she’s in the forest, sir! Y/N, do your best to move closer to the edge, maybe I’ll pick up your signal.” Scotty replied.

“Y/N, you hear that?” Leonard waited a beat for an answer before calling again. “Y/N?!”

She didn’t answer. He felt his infamous steady hands tremble slightly. He was about to call again when a shout from above interrupted him.

“Bones, I see a forest!” Jim called down and disappeared to the other side of the cliff, Leonard climbing after him as fast as he could. “Scotty, is it the same forest?” He heard Jim ask.

“I, ah, I don’t know, I cannea find her on the radar, sir, but it is probable she landed in the nearest forest, yes.”

“Y/N?” Leonard clutched his comm as if he could grasp her through it, desperate to hear her voice, telling him she was fine… she had to be fine. “Y/N!”

Nothing. Her line was completely silent.


A cry escaped her throat as she huddled as closely to the wall as she could. The small cave she rolled into was barely enough to hold the cacti-whatever-the-hell at bay, their long spiky arms just barely missed her as they reached into the crack in the cave wall above her.

Pain. She felt so much pain. She’d never really had a problem with needles, but 200 of them lodged in every part of your body? Not a fan.

Her whole body trembled as she tried to collect her thoughts. How long was it since she talked to Len? Huffing, she reached into her pockets, remembering that she’d thrown her comm in there earlier. After a moment of struggling, her hand grasped the metal object and she pulled it out in triumph before wincing at the pain from the action. Using her less injured hand, she flipped it open and lifted it to her lips, but hesitated for a moment, before clearing her throat.

“Len?” She whispered, tears trickling down her cheeks. There shouldn’t be this much blood around her, why was there so much blood around her?

“Y/N? What the hell happened, where are you?!” Leonard sounded so unlike his usual self, strained and desperate, and she wondered what was wrong.

“Cave… I think.” She answered, looking around as if she might be hallucinating this. Maybe she was? Maybe she already passed out from the pain? Why else would she feel so numb?

“Hang tight, we’re on our way. Are you injured?” His voice grounded her and she tried to focus, focus on the care in his voice. He always turned gentle when she was really out of it.

“Yes.” She ground out, trying to not think about the burning sensations in her body.

“Describe it to me.” She thought of Leonard’s face as he said this and softened. Good, thinking of Leonard was helping.

“Um, you know when you accidentally touch a cactus? Well, that, but a million times worse.” She looked down to see the blood seeping out of her body and dripping to the floor. Many needles were still stuck in her flesh and she didn’t dare to move them. Leonard’s face. Leonard’s face.

“Darling, I’m going to need more information. Did they sting you? How big were the needles?” His eyes, his warm eyes.

“Yup, pretty big.” She tried to sit up and immediately regretted it, gasping and turning and laying her cheek on the cool cave wall. Her eyes rested on a particularly large needle above her hip. There was too much blood. “Len, listen, I need to tell you something.” She felt as if she was running out of time and gripped her comm harder.

“It can wait, how much is the bleeding?” He panted, the sound of yelling and phaser shots distracting her from his voice. His lips.

“Much, but Len-“

“You need to stop the bleeding, I’m almost there. Do you have cloth you can rip off?” He interrupted her. Rude. His rudeness in general.

“Leonard.” She started again, growing impatient. Her eyes locked on the droplets of water landing on the floor across from her, the sound of them strangely reminding her of the tick of a clock.

“Y/N, I need you to stop the bleeding, please listen to-“

“I’m in love with you.” She broke in, abruptly shutting him up for good. “I have been for the longest time. God, I know this is cheesy.” She chuckled weakly, eyes drooping shut. “You… do you remember that day Jim died temporarily? We went up to his body and you, you looked at me and I swear… I saw the most beautiful star in the galaxy right in front of me… I care so much… I would remove the entirety of space to keep you grounded and relaxed if I could. You are the most amazing man I know Leonard. I just… I want you to know that.” She drew a shaky breath, relief washing over her. He knew, that was all she wanted.

She didn’t hear him answer as her body gave in and slipped under. She thought she heard phaser shots and shouts outside her cave, and a warm hand on her arm, but it could’ve been a dream for all she knew.


Her eyes hurt. Scratch that, everything hurt. Groaning, she brought a hand up to cover her eyes for the scorching light above her.

Where was she?

Her head lolled to the side and she took a few moments to adjust. A clean table stood next to her, a single flower decorating it in a fancy vase. Scrunching her brows, she lifted her head a bit to examine it. Daisy. Her favorite. Looking around in confusion, she took in the quiet Med-Bay. Not a soul was in sight and feeling unnerved; she ground her teeth and attempted to sit up.

And with being such a smooth person… she fell to the floor.

She landed with a loud thunk and a colorful swear. She could hear footsteps but she ignored it and tried to get up again.

“Damn it, what the hell are you doing, woman?” A familiar voice said and suddenly arms lifted her back on the bed gently. Her eyes trailed up to the calming sight of Leonard and she smiled at him, before grimacing as he lifted her arms to examine.

“Attempting to walk, I do it every morning.” She shot, a smirk growing on her tired face at his exasperated expression.

“How are you feeling?” He asked, running his tricorder over her frame.

“Like a former needle cushion. What happened, how am I alive?”

“We found you, on a good time too, few more minutes and you would’ve bled out because you didn’t even try to stop the bleeding.” He finished with a stern glare at her and she realized just how stupid she had acted. Listen, she could defend others with ease but she had a certain problem with forgetting to take care of herself. She wouldn’t feel that bad about it if it wasn’t for the dark circles under his eyes and a different kind of anger luring in the air around him.

“Sorry.” She mumbles, not really sure what to do.

“Just promise me to never neglect taking care of yourself again. Listen to me next time, huh?” He grumbled, changing the gauze on her arm and not meeting her eyes. She didn’t like the worry lines between his eyebrows.

”At least I made a good porcupine, huh?” She gave him a lop-sided smile, trying to lift his spirits. He just shook his head, but for a moment his lips twitched.

“I’m serious, Y/N. Do you have any idea what you did to me?” His voice dropped and for a moment she thought she misheard him.

“What?”

“I thought you died, Y/N!” He finally met her eyes and she was taken aback at the hurt in his’. “Please, for once stop thinking about your own agenda and think about who you’re leaving behind. Stop the freaking bleeding next time.” His jaw set and he looked away from her again as her jaw dropped.

He was… right.

God, he was right. She hadn’t even thought he’d be hurt by her death. Well… not this much. And the only thing she wanted was to tell him she loved him. Oh god, that was so selfish.

Tears started brimming in her eyes as she jumped up, almost falling over if not for Leonard hands steadying her, but he was still avoiding eye-contact.

“Leonard. I am so, so sorry. I didn’t think of your feelings, I’m sorry.” She breathed, putting a finger under his chin and gently guiding his head up to look at her. “I really am, I was being stupid and selfish, more so than usual.” She chuckled mirthlessly. “I promise I will think of you for now on… I promise.” She emphasized as he started rolling his eyes. His eyes searched hers and he pressed his lips together, silent for a moment.

“Why didn’t you tell me a long time ago?” He whispered, lips parting. Oh yeah, he knows. Why? She wasn’t worthy of him… he deserved the galaxy so why would he settle for her?

“I was afraid you wouldn’t want me.” She answered, finishing her thoughts and looking away.

“Why would you ever think that?” She looked back at him in question but jumped when she felt his hand on her cheek, his thumb stroking soothing circles and she felt herself blush. He opened and closed his mouth for a few moments before grumbling to himself quietly. Meeting her eyes again, he hesitated a moment before leaning in and brushing his lips against hers. Her lips tingled and she held her breath. They stayed liked that before he drew back an inch, glancing over her features with intent.

“I’m not good with emotions, but I have loved you for way too long for me not to admit it.” His breath fanned over her and she shivered, tears stinging the back of her eyes, either out of happiness or of their long period of stupidity. Breath hitching, she leaned in again and softly kissed him, hands hesitantly running up his chest.  One of his hands found her hair and the other her waist and pulled her gently closer, trying not to hurt her too much. In their bliss, they didn’t hear someone enter Med-Bay but they did hear a yelp and separated.

“Guys! Get a room!” Jim yelled and peeked at them through the fingers covering his face with a smirk.

“Shut up, Jim.” She smiled, not bothering to cast Jim a look as she was busy admiring the man in front of her who was smiling back at her.


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