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A War Inside My Head

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Thanks to @tantalum-cobalt and @chimaerakitten for looking this over. I didn’t change much but the things you pointed out, so thanks for taking the time to beta! I really appreciate it!


“What if I poke him?” someone murmurs.

“If you do that, he’s going to hit you,” someone else says.

“He wouldn’t hit me. It’s Dick.” The first voice pauses. “And besides, he’d totally poke me, too.”

“No, I’d do it to you. Or Damian, or Steph. But not Dick.”

“Yes, Todd,” a new voice chimes in, though it sounds reluctant. “Grayson would most likely dote on the sight of you drooling on your pillow.”

Someone snickers. “Oh my God. Now I can’t stop picturing it.”

“Shut it if you know what’s good for you, Damian. You, too, Tim.”

The voices are invading his dreams, Dick realizes. He can’t match voices to names or faces, but they sound familiar enough that Dick figures he’s not in any danger. And honestly, Dick’s tired enough to sleep for days.

He just wishes the voices would get the memo.

Someone tuts. “Like you could take me down.”

“I will shoot you.”

“Leave him alone, Jay.”

“And what’s up with that? Since when are you on the Demon Brat’s side?”

“Since he stopped Bruce from throwing out all of my coffee.”

“What—do I even want to know?”

“I thought it might be a fruitful investment. I turned out to be correct.”

Dick forces his eyes open, and he blinks blearily up at the trio standing in the middle of the living room, just inches away from the couch Dick had collapsed on when he’d gotten back to the Manor earlier. None of them are looking at him, and while they’re all being relatively quiet, it isn’t quiet enough for Dick. He’s tired, and as much as he’d normally love for his little brothers to be in the same room and talking and not killing each other, now is kind of a bad time.

He just wants to sleep, preferably without any little brothers interrupting his first rest in over 48 hours.

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Accidental Romance.

Summary: Can you make an Agent Whiskey x Reader imagine when he tries to seduce the reader into a short fling (into bed) but ends up falling in love with the reader?” (Requested)
Pairing: Agent Whiskey x Reader.
Fandom: Kingsman.
Warnings: None.
Word Count: 1180. 

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Access Granted (1/1)

So a couple of weeks ago, I made a post about a Hacker!Killian, FBI!Emma fic and voila, here is the whole thing. This is dedicated to (just) Ruhi @ofshipsandswans because she practically forced me to write it and she selfishly made me change my entire ending (shame on you rohana), but she also made me this amazing banner, gave me the title (which makes this boring fic seem way more exhilariating) and she just spread a whole lotta love in general which I am hoping to return with this. <3

~10,800 words

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Finding the code to success of being a good hacker is easier than one would think. It’s all about knowing and understanding your opponent and adapting your tactics as you go.

Small websites are like young, inexperienced fighters. There’s sloppiness and there are unguarded bits and spaces; they use all of their energy in the first ten minutes, trying to wear their opponent down, but end up tired themselves and even laxer. That’s when you attack and strike the death-blow.

The key to hacking a multinational lies somewhere else. Think of them as the big, muscular, intimidatingly staring fellows whose arms are adorned with black tattoo lines and whose teeth are in dire need of attention. There is no way in hell you would win in a head to head battle; there’s no point in even trying. What do you do instead? You look for their weak spot, their Achilles heel just waiting to be uncovered. You study their every movement, their system, how they function. And when the bright, neon arrow starts flickering; well, that’s when the fun begins.

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anonymous asked:

S and M yandere headcanons?

“I’m the yandere asker. Basically what I’m asking for if for you to describe the boys as yanderes (are they possessive, obsessive, clingy, manipulative, etc.), how did they first “fall” for their lover, and what are they doing to keep their Lovers. A good example would be yandere headcanons from Maridiaraba or Dialalagirl tumblr. Hopefully this makes my ask clear now!“

[MTK: Yandere…! \(♥ ∇ ♥)/ It’s a veeeeery long post, but I hope it’s ok.

If you want more headcanon-like details or whatever about yandere, just ask! I We’d be more than glad to answer~!

ATTENTION: Be careful, since it portrays them as yandere, it may mention abuse, blood, death and similiar morbid themes; if you can’t take it, don’t read!]


Shuu:

He noticed you during a lesson in the music classroom, while you were arguing with some classmates about classical music; at first he couldn’t stand your loud voice, obviously, but his interest in you awakened as he listened to your passionate and quite clever speech.

He’d be within your surroundings all the time, apparently asleep; you might think it’s always a coincidence, but, actually, he even makes the effort to move in order to follow you wherever you go, silently and secretly observing you. Isn’t that stalking

When you try and talk to him, he’d always look disinterested and would either reply with a few words or not reply at all; although he’d like to tease you very often and he’d be quite responsive whenever you’re in danger or facing troubles…

… but sometimes you may not notice it, because you wouldn’t think it’s trouble in your opinion; remember the guy you were cheerfully talking to some days before? Well, he disappeared…
Do you think Shuu might be involved? Nah, he’s too lazy, or so you thought…

until he killed a man who was harassing you right in front of your eyes.

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anonymous asked:

So I'm trying to design a combat encounter that ends in failure regardless of what the players do, but I don't want it to feel railroaded. It's a fight with the big bad, and has story elements for reasoning, but the players aren't at the level to beat her yet. Do you have any suggestions for this?

Ideally, your players will have some understanding that this is an important inciting event for a plot, and therefore tolerable even if it is railroading.  It’s tough though, because most players hate feeling dis-empowered.  The later in the campaign you do this, the harder it is to pull off.  Here are some suggestions.


1) Play it straight.  Run it like you would a normal combat encounter, but calibrated to where the goal is for the PCs to lose.  If you’re worried that you’ll over or undershoot calculating the difficulty rating, you can always fudge the numbers as you go, ensuring that you knock PCs unconscious rather than outright killing them.  Or heck, you can even kill one or two of them if they’re high enough leveled.  It’s a highly motivating experience for revenge.  I’ve planned encounters where I knew there was a strong possibility players could die, and thus I built in opportunities for that to advance the plot, rather then ending it. Consider how you could make that work for your story.


2)  You could also give the Big Bad OR the players a reason to retreat from combat before they are able to defeat their enemy.  Maybe the villain has dispatched henchmen to attack some helpless innocents elsewhere (bonus points if you can work in someone from the PCs backstories) and the players must run off to save them.  Maybe the villain timed their attack to coincide with some other event that would allow them to slip away amidst the chaos.  Or heck, maybe something somewhere else goes wrong for the villain, and they realize they have to run off to deal with something more important (but not before one more devastating attack towards the players, of course).  Give your fight a reason to end pre-maturely so you have options.  If you’re uncomfortable with the idea of fudging rolls (which I think is silly, given that you’ve already decided to railroad the encounter), this is the best defense against a possible TPK.  


3)  Bluff your players if you must.  If in the middle of the fight, they whip out some tactic or item that you hadn’t even considered but which could totally derail your plans, trot out your best DM Voice and ask with a concerned expression “Are you sure you want to do that?”  If you’re lucky, this will scare them away from trying it.


4) If all else fails, adapt.  If the players unexpectedly beat the bad guy, maybe it turns out it was a body double or some other kind of trick.  Or maybe someone else steps in to complete their diabolical plot.


Really, the only surefire way to prevent your players from feeling railroaded is to A) not railroad them or B) predict their choices so accurately that you only need to prepare for one outcome.  You may scoff, but I’ve seen option B pulled off more than once.

Originally posted by flyngdream

At the end of the day, if it makes for a better story, your players will hopefully appreciate the choices you’ve made.  Good luck!

BTS Reaction To All Having A Crush On You [but you talk to Jin the most]

Requested: ‘Can i get a reaction to you being best friends with bts and all of them having a crush on you but you talk to jin the most because you trust him the most’ 

Here we are! If you like this, then please anticipate a series I’m beginning to write based on the Skool Luv Affair concept where they all fall for the same girl!

A slight different layout this time: members are in a different order to create a chronological story, and I split it into 2 parts for their reaction to having a crush on you and then a group chat imagine for their reaction to you talking to Jin the most.


BTS Scenario: Reaction To Having A Crush On You

Rap Monster

He is the one that introduced you to his friends after meeting him through school and when you both graduated, he didn’t want you out of his life. You met Seokjin first, followed by the sunshine line, followed by the golden maknae, and finally Min Swag.

You regularly text Namjoon on a daily basis, and there’s nothing abnormal about that. However, once Namjoon realizes he’s starting to love everything about you in more than just a friends way, he starts being a complete dork over texts, using any lame reason to message you. Expect a lot of random ‘philosophical’ questions and ‘shower thoughts’ at random intervals in the day on top of your usual exchanged pleasantries. Oh, and he’s purposely stupid, unafraid to sacrifice his intelligent persona, just to make you smile.

He likes to highlight that you’ve known each other for longer and when his other friends begin to come into the picture, he gets extra friendly towards you, claiming that he’s making sure he keeps his spot as your best friend, but really he just wants to shower you with love and hopes that your new connections with his friends don’t interfere too much with his chase for you. Seokjin in particular he feels to be a ‘threat’ because he’s noticed you speak with him just as comfortably.

So if you have already made plans with one of the other guys that evening he asks if you wanna go catch a movie together, expect him to pull that best friend card.

Originally posted by bangthebae



Jin

The moment Seokjin’s eyes met yours when you walked in the room with Namjoon, he knew there was something special about you. He saw kindness in your eyes and the fact that you were already friends with Namjoon spoke for itself.

It was only supposed to be a brief drop in to the coffee shop but the two of you clicked instantly, chatting for hours already as though you already knew each other in a previous life or something. You felt you could open up to him and he was so flattered that he gave you his number because he wanted to continue being that friend that exchanges and listens to problems.

Seokjin’s crush comes quite soon, finding himself smile at the very first text messages that go between you. He wants to meet you separately, without Namjoon, but he gets worried that he’d be coming on too strong. However, he decides to let time take its course and checks in on you regularly to gain your trust and also an insight on your feelings, whether there is potential for something more than friendship there.

He does at first have his guard up, constantly worried that something he has said comes on too strong or weird, but then becomes less shy of complimenting you and inviting you out just because.

Originally posted by bwiseoks


J-Hope

Love at first sight. But he plays it cool. After some school reunion thing you attend with Namjoon, your old school chums propose you come out for the night with them. As with any typical night out really, the school mates introduce you to their other friends, then some of the school mates who you arrived with disappear, so you end up talking to the new friends and then meeting their friends, and so it goes on…

By the middle of the night, the group now consists of still you and Namjoon, but now with Hoseok, one of your friend’s friends, plus Jimin and Taehyung who are Hoseok’s friends. The drinks are coming in quick and fast and it seems to be having a different effect on everyone, splitting the group slightly. Namjoon and Jimin want to just relax and chill in a booth at the back of the club, but yourself, Hoseok and Taehyung just wanna be out there dancing at the front. So you all agree to return to each other in a while.

Unsure whether he can call it a crush so soon, Hoseok just simply makes sure to do things that are memorable to have him going through your mind, see what happens… “Hey guys, how about we sneak in another round without them, on me?” Though he pays for Taehyung’s drink too, he’s still paid for yours so hopefully that gives you the impression that he’s a nice guy. But also like Jin, he also doesn’t want to seem too forward so he passes on asking for a number.

However, somewhere down the line, when you even become a part of his friendship group, he figures this crush will just eat him up if he doesn’t at least know how you feel, so he decides he’s going to arrange to meet, just the two of you and speak up.

Originally posted by myloveseokjin


V

Taehyung loves making new friends, so that night out at the club was just another opportunity to socialize more, not seeing you as a potential romantic interest at first. Everyone he meets is first and fore-mostly his friend, and only time and talking can tell whether that person becomes a bigger part of his life or not.

It’s thanks to Taehyung that the 5 of you begin to meet more regularly, with you bringing Jin into this little group also. A group of 6 works out great, especially for Taehyung when it comes to paired activities such as gaming at the arcade or getting sets at the movies. Since Jin is still a little new to the group, he tends to pair off with either you or Namjoon, so when it’s Namjoon that Jin pairs up with, Taehyung is ecstatic on the inside because he’s usually your second option with Hoseok keeping it cool and laid back in the background and Jimin being too shy to say he wants to sit next to you on the bus or play 1 v 1 on that racing game while you wait for the movie to begin…

But that’s how Taehyung knows he might like you as more than a friend, because of how happy he gets when you pick him for something or he gets to sit next to you.

Taehyung feels comfortable enough around you to just grab hold of your hand like “Y/n goes with me!” and doesn’t allow his crush on you to hold him back from skinship with you (there was even that one time you dropped round with his favourite smoothie and kissed you on the cheek, holding your face like “mwah! you’re the best y/n!”)

It’s unhealthy to keep feelings concealed, so when he realizes his crush, (and this happens in a similar way to Namjoon’s crush emerging; from his own reactions to your messages,) he has to tell his friend and ask for advice. You make his heart flutter, and he wants to do his best to get it right.

Originally posted by ttaegiis



Jimin

When Taehyung tells Jimin his feelings for you, Jimin feels his heart sink. As if he wasn’t worried enough already that he isn’t good enough for you, his amazing best friend has to catch feelings for you too… If he were to confess directly, there is a huge fear of rejection, so he wants to keep quiet about it… but Taehyung knows better from the reaction on Jimin’s face when he tells him about his feelings for you.

Taehyung, being the awesome friend that he is though, as a result of his conversation with Jimin, decides to also keep quiet also. Though this should be a relief, there still comes that idea in Jimin’s mind that you could just fall for Taehyung, or even Hoseok or Namjoon… he focuses too much on the good qualities in his friends, rather than focusing upon and appreciating his own good points.

Originally posted by ciutae



Jungkook

Jungkook is one of those friends that you can’t quite remember how and when you met, but he’s there sometimes when you meet up with some of the younger guys, and he happens to work at the same place as Namjoon. As his birthday draws closer, he suggests a bunch of you should go out for a meal on his birthday, but it’s just an excuse to definitely see you again because you make his heart flutter.

To him, at first, you were also just someone who happened to be there when he met up with some of his friends, and sure, he couldn’t deny that he thought you were pretty and that did make him shy around you, but he just acknowledges that he’s always been this way around a pretty girl [any girl]. But he knows deep down it’s a little more complicated, hence him making the most out of his birthday and suggesting you all celebrate together.

No one actually suspects Jungkook’s crush for you because his sunshine friends who have known him longer just think it’s typical Jungkook being a little shy around a girl, regardless of who she is. But as the group get tighter and as Jungkook feels more comfortable to make jokes and banter about different things… it becomes a bit more obvious.

“Hey, guys, wouldn’t it be funny to see which one of us y/n would date?”

“Jeongguk… you don’t perhaps like y/n do you?… Like, like like…?…”

Originally posted by jkguks



Suga

As the last one to meet you, it’s very casual since everyone else is around, with a simple ‘hey’ and a wave as yourself, Namjoon and Seokjin arrive at his house one day. Yoongi needed help with some music he’s working on and Namjoon had double booked, so Yoongi simply left an invite open for yourself and Seokjin too.

You and Seokjin keep occupied with the TV (which you aren’t really watching because the conversation is strong as ever,) as Namjoon and Yoongi get to work at the back of the room, and it gets quite late so Yoongi offers to order food in and you get talking, and that leads to inviting Yoongi to Jungkook’s birthday do.

The day before the celebrations, Yoongi is just chilling at home trying to write, trying to think of source of inspiration, and he just finds himself thinking about you… “Wait, do I… perhaps like this girl?” The crush is somewhat sudden and following this, his actions are subconsciously focused on you so you think he’s a cool mysterious guy.

Originally posted by nnochu



BTS Chat Imagine: Reaction To You Talking To Jin The Most


Jimin

Jimin always suspected your soft spot for Jin, so it was no surprise to him when he read your message that you trust him more. He wonders what it would have been like for him, if only he was less shy around you the first few times you met, could he have been the one you gained the most trust in?

He wishes he had more fight in him about this, but his lack of confidence hinders him from wanting to keep trying, though you didn’t actually answer the dating question… Also, his suspicions that it might be more than he and Tae who have a crush on you are confirmed when Jeongguk and Hoseok act a certain way in both this chat and a conversation from earlier, so by continuing this chase for you, is he being a bad friend to more than one of his friends?

Either way, he becomes more and more certain that it’s Seokjin you would most likely date, despite you not answering Taehyung’s dating question.

Originally posted by sugutie


J-Hope

Hoseok didn’t exactly want to continue talking in the group chat after seeing all this talk about your trust in Seokjin and how you seem to even trust him more than Namjoon. He needed some time to mull this over before meeting up with you tomorrow, because he had now only just gathered the courage to start to do something more about his crush on you.

But it’s only a minor setback he figures before he goes to sleep that night; after all, you never actually directly answered that dating question, so it’s not like it’s completely off the cardsPerhaps there is no need to become so jealous about you friendship with Seokjin.

“Well, I’m definitely not gonna get her if I give up; I have to do this still”



Suga

In quite a contrast to J-Hope, Suga was still trying to play it cool after all this time, still not intending to be that obvious about having a thing for you. On the surface, it may seem like he’s just out to embarrass Jeongguk, but since hearing about Jeongguk’s crush on you earlier, Yoongi decided he might bring it up in front of you[ish – since you weren’t online at the time], hopefully eliminating the possibility that you might date Jeongguk. 

See, rather than confessing himself, or trying to find out if you like him as more than a friend, he first tries to cast out the idea that you might be into one of the others. Jeongguk, he guesses, was an easy first target because of his shyness. Although he’d never admit it out loud, he does see all the good qualities in his friends and somewhere in the back of his mind, he is making comparisons between them and himself. So not only is Seokjin a threat to his crush on you, but the other boys equally are a threat.

But if he can take out certain possibilities, it makes the lead up to any confession, should it ever take place, much easier on the mind. But he knows that the trickiest elimination of all the possibilities will be the idea that you could have romantic feelings for Seokjin.

Originally posted by jeonbase



V

Taehyung can sometimes get much more jealous than he will let on, always maintaining his sunshine kid appearance. This chat is the most openly jealous he gets, and it’s caused by your closeness with Seokjin.

He wishes he could be your closest friend like Seokjin seems to be. Heck, he’d even take Namjoon’s place… But he’s sort of optimistic about the crush because he could just see it this way; yours and Seokjin’s friendship just so happens to be a boy/girl pairing… That doesn’t actually mean you would definitely have romantic feelings about the guy; many friends are the opposite gender and nothing like that ever happens.

Now, if only there wasn’t the possibility that some of the others might also have a crush on you… He’d confess to you in a flash had he not figured out Jimin’s crush on you also. He’s in a real pickle, especially since you never answered his question… He just had to ask because maybe if he knew which of them you’d rather date, it might just give him some sort of clue on what to do about this crush.

If I tell her, I might hurt my friend, but if I don’t tell her, it’s gonna hurt me”

Originally posted by donewithjeon



Rap Monster

It hurts him a little, but he’s just never going to let down that wall he’s built himself. He supposes he will always be that best friend in love that never gets the girl… Even if you don’t have romantic feelings for Seokjin, he thinks it might only be a matter of time, especially since this friend of his has gained so much of your trust and seems to have a great significance in your life.

The one thing he is sure of though is that he will always be there for you, no matter how much something you do might hurt him inside.

Originally posted by bangthebae


Jungkook

Although he’s getting quite flustered and embarrassed in the group chat, he secretly hopes you will call him out on this supposed crush, too shy to ever say anything himself.

He doesn’t mind as much as the others than you talk to Seokjin the most, but it does briefly make him wonder if age could be a strong factor in this, if you were to answer the dating question; Seokjin-hyung is a sophisticated adult who can be open about his thoughts, whereas Jeongguk, he keeps it all bottled in and barely knows how to act around a girl he has a crush on.

Not entirely dissimilar to a teenager, he imagines this is just going to be some sort of unrequited love that never actually rises to the surface.

Originally posted by yourpinkpill


Jin

He loves the fact that you find his bad jokes hilarious, proud that sentences he forms in the spur of the moment have such a lasting effect on you.

He never quite realized that you speak to him more in comparison to the others, and he gets quite giddy at the idea once the other boys bring this up in the chat. He ceases to worry that his actions could be seen as coming on too strong, finally realizing the possibility that there could be something more than friendship here.

Originally posted by bwiseoks


I could have cried when the tab shut off in the middle of writing… Fortunately I copied some over but it shut before I could move the newest version of the post ugh.

I would have split this into 2 posts, but I’d have no idea how to put it in my masterlist whilst showing the 2 are linked… plus this is scheduled, so it might not have been apparent that the two posts were linked.

Later: Text Imagine – Jungkook + Sunshine Line

You Go On A Stakeout with Dean

Characters: Reader, Dean, Sam (mentioned)

Word Count: 985

Warnings: dean fluff, thinking of Sam and your life with him 

Author’s Note: In this, the reader and Dean are 23 years old. Thank you for @jarpadandjensenaremyheroes for this idea! Go follow her because she’s amazing! If you ever have any ideas that you would want to see before the first episode, don’t be shy. I love writing about the series and making the reader’s character stronger.

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Losing Grip (on Sinking Ships)

Summary: When tensions flare up and everything seems to fall to pieces around Dan and Phil, a few choice words may be all Phil needs to cut the string entirely. But can a couple songs convince him to stay, even for just a moment?

Genre: Angst (with a happy ending)

Word Count: 2.9k

Warnings: Swearing

A/N: You’re going to need some tissues for this. Also, for maximum feels, I suggest listening to these versions of The Songs™ (you know the ones), if you’d like. (They may or may not have made me tear up while editing this.) I hope you enjoy!!

Title is taken from This Love by Taylor Swift.

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anonymous asked:

Hi there! I'm writing a story fanfic about a main character with epilepsy. Her meds don't control it very well, and she has absence and tonic-conic seizures. One night she goes into status epilepticus and 911 is called. Could you give me some insight as to what the paramedics would do when they arrive on scene? And if they couldn't get her to stop seizing at the ER what could the ICU stay be like? And how long roughly would it be? I'm love to get a better idea of this in addition to my research.

Hey there nonny! Yes! Status epilepticus is a really scary thing to watch, and I’ve come across it several times.

First, upon arrival, paramedics are going to try to determine:

  • How long she’s been seizing
  • Does she usually seize once or multiple times, when she seizes?
  • Has she ever been in the ICU for her seizures?

All this is going to be while they’re making sure she’s lying on her side, that she has a pillow under her head, and while one of them is drawing up a medication (either Ativan / lorazepam, 2mg, or Versed / midazolam, 10mg) to give intramuscularly into a thigh.

They’ll also apply an oxygen mask and may check a blood sugar level, especially if she’s diabetic.

If the first line of medication doesn’t work, it’s time to scoop and run, because many EMS systems don’t have good backup plans for “what if first-line benzodiazepines fail?”.

If they have it on hand, an excellent second-line medication is ketamine, given at high doses (4mg/kg IM, so a 70kg person might get 300mg intramuscularly). That should stop the seizing.

Once we get beyond that point it’s down to general anesthesia and intubation, which, hopefully the ketamine is enough to get that done.

Somewhere along the line, probably en route to the hospital, they’ll try to get an IV, but I have to say, getting an IV on a seizing patient in a moving vehicle isn’t easy. I’ve done it, but I’ve never LIKED doing it. (The medic will likely stabilize the arm against the medic’s leg to keep it “still” while performing the IV).

Other systems might try more benzos – additional Ativan or Versed or Valium / diazepam – but this probably won’t work, because the longer someone seizes, the more GABA receptors shut down – the same receptors hit by benzodiazepines. (This is why I suggested ketamine above!)

This is a patient the ER will get a heads-up about. If EMS hasn’t intubated her, the ER is going to. They’ll put her on a drip of either midazolam or (preferably) propofol and fentanyl until her brainwaves have been completely flatlined, as evidenced by EEG monitoring. She’ll also be loaded with an antiepileptic like Keppra or Dilantin IV.

This character is getting an emergent CT of the head, to make sure that the issue isn’t because of a bleed or a tumor or some other intracranial catastrophe.

If it truly is her epilepsy, she’ll be admitted to the neuro ICU, which may be at another hospital, so they may need someone like me to come and do the transfer.

At the Neuro ICU…. well, honestly, she’ll likely get another CT, and probably an MRI if they suspect a physical cause.

As for the experience of being in a Neuro ICU, you’re in luck. I have not one, but TWO excellent masterposts – interviews, really – about this very topic. M was kind and brave enough to come on the blog and talk with me about her husband’s 3-month coma that was due to intractable seizures.

Her posts are here (part 1): http://scriptmedic.tumblr.com/post/155822695067/nothing-like-a-lightswitch-ms-husbands-3-month

and here (part 2): http://scriptmedic.tumblr.com/post/156139302257/nothing-like-a-lightswitch-ms-husbands-3-month

Part 2 even contains her direct advice for writers, which I appreciate immensely.

I hope this helped your story!

xoxo, Aunt Scripty

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(OOC) Why I Didn’t Kill Myself

I have not had a very fantastic 20 years, but no matter how I pull them apart and branch off different possibilities as if my life could be simplified to an inconsequential choose your own adventure story, there’s no way I would change what has happened. After a long chat with my sister (nearly 3 hours, like holy shit, how do I even have enough to talk about), I realized that while there are some ideals I would love to have in life, I would hate the reality that I would receive. Sure, I wish my Mom was alive to see important milestones and to be able to run to when everything just seemed to much, but the reality is that it never would be that simple, cookie cutter deal- that wasn’t who my Mom was. And yeah I’m going through what feels like Hell because it’s a God damn throwback Thursday in the worst way. What’s happened recently has brought up a lot of painful memories that I had hoped were buried and in the past, but nothing ever stays that way I suppose.

I confessed to my sister that I have no idea what the Hell I’m doing and that I don’t know why or appreciate that things have gone the way they do. I know that everything has been my decision- rash or not- and that if I’m not where I wanna be, then it’s on me. But she pointed out that over the 20 years I’ve been alive, I’ve been through more than most people have to deal with in their entire life course, between losing both my parents after having been in a beyond broken home, losing my closest in age sister to suicide, and numerous other things (some of which I still haven’t told and I don’t want to if I don’t have to). I try to take that in consideration, but that doesn’t always mean anything. At my age, some of this shit shouldn’t be such a huge thing, but it is. Everything just seems so overwhelming and I would love to just be able to just duck out of life for awhile and just come back to it whenever I’m ready to deal with whatever bullshit it wants to throw at me next, but that’s not how it works.

I admit I had my time today where I shut my phone off for like three hours after my now ex-boyfriend came and got what I believe is the last of his stuff and I just let it all hit me. He’s gone, what we had is gone, and I’m alone, again. Then came the flood- how the Hell am I supposed to deal with all these bills, with having almost no possessions down here, having a pet to take care of on my own, whether I can stay where I am or do I need to find somewhere else… I damn near bottomed out. I laid in bed, curled up in a ball, feeling so hurt and lost that I couldn’t even muster up the tears to shed over my ridiculous situation. I was messaging people before and after so that no one would hunt me down and give me the are you okay bullshit because no, I’m not okay- I am far from okay. 

All my life people have asked that question and asked for an honest answer and if I gave that honest answer, they would have me committed. There’s a reason for that. I would have to admit that while I laid in bed for those three hours, dozing on and off because I’m physically, emotionally, and mentally beyond exhausted, I contemplated taking that glass cup out from the book shelf next to my bed, shattering it and then stepping on the jagged pieces until one found just the right vein or artery to splice open. Then I could just lay down and slowly bleed to death, a quiet peaceful passing. I would have to explain that the only reason I didn’t act on that plan is because the survival rate is too high. My roommate or someone would likely find me and take me to the ER and then I’m stuck with a huge bill that I’ll pay off when I’m dead because then I’d have to take time off from work to recover and wouldn’t have the money and then the debt collectors would come and I’d be fucked. I don’t want to go back to the behavioral health ward because it’s not going to help otherwise I would’ve had a bigger turn around than I did- I’ve relapsed several times since that week on the ward when I was a junior in high school. 

With that in mind, I still have that part of my conscience that pipes up and says, ‘Hey, what the fuck are you thinking trying to end your life when your sister did that to you and everyone else? Where do you get off thinking it’s okay to pull the same bullshit and getting different results? News flash, you’ve become close with so many people in so many places that you would pretty literally cause world wide grief. Can you even begin to deal with that?’ The answer is no, I can’t even begin to deal with that. As it stands now, my niece will one day too soon have to go through the uncomfortable and scary talk of why she never met Aunt Sammy because Aunt Sammy put a bullet in her brain and I don’t like the thought of being that second story of her never having time with Aunt Lizzy because she cut open her artery and bled to death and it was a huge debate for a long time whether it was an accident or not because of how she died. Then there’s all of you who barely know me and somehow you’ve come to see me as a very close friend if not family. Given that I view you all as family, I can’t hurt you like that, partly because I would have no way to let you all know what I’d done and why because I would be in the midst of dying. But the bigger reason is that it’s not something you burden your loved ones with because whether or not anyone realizes this, you are burdening your loved ones when you commit suicide because they are forever saddled with survivor’s guilt (which is a legitimate thing, it’s taught in psychology and therapists will even diagnose it). 

So today, I almost took that final leap, but instead, I thought of all of you and realized that I couldn’t hurt you or anyone else by killing myself. I don’t want any of you to suffer because I made a dumb decision while I was going through some shit that would eventually be a drop in the ocean in the long run.

I am sorry to anyone I might have scared, worried or anything along those lines. I didn’t mean to stress you like that and hopefully you’ll forgive me. I’m still not in good shape, but I’m a tiny bit better than before. I have a few people to thank for that: My sister, 

@hellagayangelofthelord  @deanismyvessel @hellasarcasticdemonfromhell @driver-picks-the-music-67 @666crowley-king-of-hell666 and even my ex and his mother, who have both been checking in on me to make sure I’m okay because they know just how hard things have been and how much I gave up to try and start a new chapter here with them.

So thank you to all of you, even those of you who didn’t know that I was going through this. It was a nice distraction to be able to glance through your posts and try to forget that things aren’t even close to decent. Thank you again and here’s some lyrics to a song that helped me get through today:

“ I am sorry this is always how it goes
The wind blows loudest when you’ve got your eyes closed
But I never changed a single colour that I breathe
So you could have tried to take a closer look at me
I am tired of punching in the wind
I am tired of letting it all in
And I should eat you up and spit you right out
I should not care but I don’t know how…

I am sorry for the trouble, I suppose
My blood runs red but my body feels so cold
I guess I could swim for days in the salty sea
But in the end the waves will discolour me…

So I take off my face
‘Cause it reminds me how it all went wrong
And I pull out my tongue
'Cause it reminds me how it all went wrong

And I cough up my lungs


'Cause they remind me how it all went wrong

But I leave in my heart 'Cause I don’t want to stay in the dark…”

- Of Monsters and Men, “Organs”

Originally posted by amisplacedlonelyheartsad

When they find out their s/o is great at baking

Originally posted by iyeolie

Suho:

Finding out you can bake is such a pleasant surprise for him.  He already thinks you’re amazing, but now he has one more reason to adore you.  I see Junmyeon being the type to not have a crazy sweet tooth, but at the same time knows how to appreciate a well crafted baked good.  Maybe you were just in the mood to bake that day and made entirely too much (which is always my problem tbh).  You didn’t know what to do with all the extra brownies so you took them over to the dorm for the guys to (hopefully) share.  He’d probably be somewhere in the back rooms, but the second he hears Chanyeol screaming ‘OMG I LOVE YOU’ he’s going to come investigate just what the hell the giant is up to.  When he the children with the brownies, two thing are going to go through his mind: 1. Oh shit the sugar rush these kids are going to have and 2. Just where the hell did these even come from?  Of course, then there’s you offering him a brownie, too, and he’ll take a bite and FALL IN LOVE ALL OVER AGAIN.   “You made these, jagiyah?” “Yup!” “Ugh, these are so gooood~!” (cue happy groaning)

Originally posted by xiundeer

Xiumin:

He’s someone who probably would enjoy a good pastry.  He’s definitely health conscious but we all know he likes his treats.  He would have called you one day to see what you were up to, wanting to take you out and spend time together, when you tell him you can’t go out.  Your mother’s birthday is the following day and you are busy in the kitchen making her cake.  I think he would pause for a second, the little dots popping up over his head (…) and then he’d break out into a grin! He’d ask if he could help you and most likely the two of you would spend the majority of the day baking away (and making a mess just so you can see him go into super cleaning mode).  By the time you both are done you’ve managed to make a three tier cake with fondant icing, little hearts and flowers decorated haphazardly all over it.  Honestly, you two giggle about how cheesy it looks, but secretly you know your mother will love it.  There was even enough batter left over for cupcakes!  He wouldn’t really question that you’re a baker, he would just enjoy the benefits of such a talent.   However, now that he knows you like to bake expect a lot of baking dates.  Why buy pastries when you can have them freshly baked with your own ingredients?  “We have to do this more often, jagi.  This was really fun!  Plus, look at all the goodies we have left over!”

Originally posted by wonhae-manhi-manhi

Lay:

Cheeky bub.  You wouldn’t expect it from him, but he’s going to take full advantage of your baking skills.  He strikes me as someone who has a sweet tooth.  He’ll be the one who begs for your baking when he’s sad or upset or stressed or frustrated or had a shit week or he misses you or generally just anything.  Also beware of allowing him in the kitchen with you while you’re baking.  The cookies will slowly start to disappear one by one, but he’ll give you one of those dimpled smiles and tell you he doesn’t know what you’re talking about.  Cheeky, cheeky, I’m telling you.  It all started rather innocently, too.  You sent him cookies while he was away in China as a ‘keep your spirits up’ sort of thing, but that turned into an hour long facetime/skype/etc where he grilled you about why your cookies are so delicious!  He’ll be adamant that there’s magic in there cuz ‘there’s no way these cookies can be this soft and moist and yummy after being mailed’.  Nope no way.  He’ll buy you cute little aprons, probably any appliance you want (or didn’t ask for but he bought it anyway).  Yixing is a dotting guy in general, so just expect a lot of him supporting you in this hobby.  It’s not just because he wants more delicious treats, but because he realizes how much you really like to bake.  He just wants you to be happy.  “Baobei, this cobbler is the best!  Can you make me one for my birthday?” “Of course!” “That I don’t have to share?” “…” (cue cheeky, dimpled grin)  

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The Donor: Part One (an Olicity fic)

So I’ve been in a really bad writing slump. The worst part is that I AM writing but I can’t seem to get anything finished enough to post, so I’m going to post this fic that I’ve had written for awhile just to put something out there. This is part one of a three part fic that was originally intended as a one shot but it’s gotten kind of long. The second part is not finished yet and I’m not sure when it will be finished (hopefully sometime soon) but I hope you guys enjoy this anyway!

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“Felicity Smoak?”

Felicity glanced up from where she was nervously wringing her hands together. The waiting room was empty except for the receptionist and the nurse standing in the doorway.

“Yes!” she chirped, jumping to her feet. “That’s me.”

The woman smiled warmly, gesturing for Felicity to follow her. “The doctor is all ready to go.”

A shiver went up Felicity’s spine. Why did they always keep doctor’s offices so cold? Were they purposefully trying to make the patients uncomfortable? Shouldn’t doctors be all about making their patients comfortable? A doctor’s office seemed like the type of place you’d want to be comfortable in.

The nurse led her into a room and handed her a blue paper dressing gown. “Get undressed and the doctor will be in when you’re ready.”

“Yup.” Felicity smiled. It was stiff and forced, but it was the best she could do, what with the butterflies currently racing around in her stomach.

The nurse’s sympathetic smile had her feeling caught.

“Everyone’s nervous during this part,” she said, laying a hand on her shoulder. “You’ll be fine.”

With that, the woman left and Felicity stared after her a moment before quickly stripping off her orange dress and tugging on the thin paper one. She was folding her outfit neatly and tucking it beside her purse when the door opened again.

“Felicity?” a kind voice asked, and Felicity glanced up to see an older woman in a white coat enter the room. Short gray hair framed her thin face, and her gentle smile instantly calmed the nerves Felicity had been feeling all morning.

“Dr. Madigan.” Felicity smiled in greeting. “Hi.”

“It’s nice to see you again. How are you?” Dr. Madigan asked, placing a clipboard down on the counter and pulling a stool closer so she could flip through the paperwork.

“Nervous,” Felicity admitted with a laugh and the doctor grinned.

“That’s understandable. Artificial insemination is always a little scary, but for someone in your position it’s a little more nerve inducing.” The woman stood from her stool and gestured for Felicity to take a seat on the exam table. “Being a single mom takes courage. But you have the means, you have the financial stability. You’ve decided that this is what you want. Are you really going to let a few nerves stop you now?”

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SWAP!UNDERTUM SANSBY FLUFF FEST THING

A/N- The final installment of my summer of fire frenzy! I decided to finish on something cute and not so kinky for you guys, with a little bit of fat appreciation and smol fire demon things that I simply loved imagining playing with Sans’ chubby little belly. ≥3≤
Anyway, this is an UNDERTUM fic, for those who either like the fetish or are fans of cringe worthy things.

(Let’s hope the cut works this time, heheh.)

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whysamwhy123  asked:

Hey there, Sam! It's me, Sam here! I don't know if you know this, but it's your good pal Mandy's birthday soon! And seeing as she's, like, the best person ever, so funny and talented and kind (she even wrote you a birthday fic last year!), I think it'd be a good idea if you wrote her a super special birthday fic, maybe set in the Werewolf!Jeremy AU that the two of you came up with together when you first started talking? I think she'd like that a lot! Anyway, toodles! :)

A/N - Why, Sam, you’re right! That is a great idea! Thanks, Me, you’re my best friend! But yes, it is my fantastic pal Mandy’s birthday today, and I whipped her up a little present, aside from embarasssing myself by using my personal account to message my writing blog. Mandy is the goddamn coolest and I adore the hell out of her (I would highly recommend checking out her writing at @mandywritesrtthings ), so it only seemed fair that I repay her with her own birthday fic! Plus, I ain’t gonna turn down an excuse to write more Werewolf!Jeremy. For those keeping track of the other fics I’ve written in this AU, I’d say that canonically this takes places after the first fic I wrote, but before the Defending-Her-From-Some-Not-So-Nice-People fic, so CONTINUITY!! Mandy darling, I hope you enjoy the hell out of this, and hopefully some other folks round these parts will like it too! HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MANDY!! :D

Pairing - Jeremy x Reader

Warnings - Swearing, sex, general werewolf AU schtuff, a poor, tiny, horny J

Word Count - 4, 872

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anonymous asked:

Middle school teacher!Jason has a crush on fellow elementary school teacher!Dick.

I think this prompt is absolutely adorable (and it gives me a chance to write outside being a gym teacher)

Learning the Lines of You

“Alright you guys, remember to be quiet, we don’t want to bother the middle schoolers!” 

A few kids in Jason’s class looked up from their essays at Dick Grayson’s bright voice in the hallway. Even Jason looked up and saw the line of first graders following Dick like obedient little ducklings. He looked back at his own group of kids and wondered why he hadn’t gone for elementary education. Yeah, teaching kids the books he’d loved in school had been a good idea at the time, but he should have known that not all of his students would appreciate it. 

The sound of tiny footsteps faded away and Jason was left with the sounds of his own students. The scratch of pencils and the occasional sound of an eraser, even a few exhausted sighs. They look at Jason like he’s the one that gets it easy when in reality, Jason will have to grade these essays. A few weeks ago, the Dean said something about a potential position for Jason in the upper school and Jason knows he’ll be considering it when he’s reviewing the terrible grammar in these essays. 

In the last ten minutes of class, students start to finish their essays, handing them to Jason until class ended and Jason dismissed them, collecting their papers as they left the room. A few minutes after they left, Jason collected the essays and went to the teacher’s lounge to start grading them. 

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A Very Supernatural Case

Characters: Sam, Dean, Gibbs, DiNozzo, McGee, Y/N (no pairing)

Word count: 1,342

Warnings: none! :D

A/N: This was requested by @mikumaythebeast so hopefully I did alright! <3 If you’d like you can request things too! I hope you all enjoy this! Feedback is welcomed and appreciated! <3

It was your dream to visit Washington D.C..  You never visited the nation’s capital before.  Today was your lucky day.  After a twenty hour drive, the three of you arrived in D.C..  Dean and Sam knew how excited you were to be in D.C., so they promised to stay at least a day after the hunt.

This particular hunt was near a naval base in D.C..  You weren’t too keen on going into their crime scenes.  Sometimes the real FBI showed up.  The last case you had in this part of the United States was in New Orleans.  You were reunited with a long-time friend, Dwayne Pride, or as everyone else called him King.  He worked for NCIS, but luckily he knew who you were.  Otherwise things could have gotten messy.  You buttoned the last few buttons of your suit jacket, grabbing your FBI badge and slipping it into your jacket pocket.  

Dean and Sam walked out of the motel room behind you.  “Now, if someone comes up to us that is actually from the FBI or NCIS, let me talk to them,” you instructed the Winchesters.  “I know someone who can help us if we get into a sticky situation.”

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resurrectionofdawn  asked:

Clint/rescuer prompt: Clint growled lightly “Not that I don't mind giving a good show once in a while, but doesn't this violate I don't know, some kind of doctors' ethics or something? Or don't I rate pants?” His rescuer/jailer laughed over the small fire in the corner of the cavern that they hid in. “You've only been fully awake for less than thirty minutes and what has you worried is not having pants?” “Hey I know where my priorities are."

run the world (girls), clint/darcy

Now on AO3. (if you can, please leave a review. It means a lot to me.)

AKA the one where the Avengers are all women, and I don’t mean gender-swap (inspired by this post)

Okay, I’m sorry this took so long. The muse started out on fire but left me high and dry by the end. Also I had to tweak the dialogue a little to make it fit. :)


Darcy fiddled with her bracelet for at least the sixth time, only to be rebuked by a stern voice in her ear.

“Darcy, you need to relax.”

She huffed and rolled her eyes in response. “I’m trying, Maria. This isn’t really my element, you know. I’m much more comfortable stealing things out from under someone in the board room. Except, you know, not literally.”

Another voice chimed in to reassure her. “Which you do very well, Darcy.”

Darcy rolled her eyes fondly. “Thanks, Pepper. Is everyone listening to me suck at this undercover thing right now?”

There was a long pause. With a sigh, Darcy eyed a nearby waiter who was passing out champagne glasses. She flagged him down and huffed, “I guess that’s a yes.”

“You’ll be fine, milaya,” the Black Widow purred in her ear. “Do you remember what your target will be wearing?”

Darcy accepted the glass from the waiter with a charming smile. She took a tiny sip of the champagne. Hiding her mouth behind the slim glass, she responded, “Yeah, he’ll be the guy in a purple suit. Seems a little ridiculous to me, but at least he should stand out.”

One of the Avengers—probably Peggy—started to admonish her for not taking the op seriously when a voice behind Darcy exclaimed, “Excuse me! Are you Darcy Lewis?”

The chatter from the comm abruptly ceased. Darcy turned slowly, hoping beyond hope that it wasn’t the guy in the purple suit. That greeting couldn’t even pretend to be in the same realm as subtle, much less stealthy. She caught sight of him, and—yeah, hopefully the nation’s security was not in the hands of this lost little puppy. He was cute, in a little kid sort of way. And luckily for her, not wearing a purple suit.

Which meant she had no time to talk to him about his superhero crushes. She asked coolly, “Can I help you?”

The young man—surely he wasn’t even eighteen—practically vibrated with excitement. “You’re Darcy Lewis, right?” Without waiting for her to respond, he gushed, “You work with the Avengers! Black Widow and Captain America, and—”

Darcy cut him off sharply, lowering her voice and enunciating clearly. “Look, kid. I don’t know what you’re talking about. I’m Vice President of Potts Industries, not a superhero.”

He nodded conspiratorially and winked. “Right. By day, you’re VP of Potts Industries, right-hand woman—” he snorted at his own joke, “—to Pepper Potts, who’s only the leader of the greatest superhero team on Earth.”

Darcy’s comm crackled to life. “I like him,” Pepper cooed, laughing under her breath.

Simultaneously, Peggy grumbled, “We’re co-leaders, thank you very much.”

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I Don't Like You Part 2 (Cassian Andor x Reader)

Originally posted by krasnaya-ledi

Word Count: 1307

Pairing: Cassian Andor x Reader

AN: You can read Part one here and part two here

Today was the day you were leaving for Jedha, accompanied by the man you hated ever since you joined the rebellion, Cassian Andor. That morning Mon Mothma had briefed both you and Cassian on the mission. You were to gather information from a gang leader on Jedha (who has been rumored to be working with the Imperials) whom the rebellion believes knows about the weapon that the Empire is building.

You were making your way to Cassian’s ship when you heard the all too familiar voice of K2 shouting your name. “Y/N! I didn’t believe Cassian when he told me that you would be accompanying us on this mission, since there is only a 10% chance of that ever happening. But it appears to be true! I finally get to go on a mission with you!” You had never seen the droid so excited before, you couldn’t help the wide smile that appeared on your face. K2′s sarcastic remarks and kindness towards you were what always made you feel at home on Yavin 4, being in the rebellion would suck if this droid wasn’t here with you. 

“Good morning K2, always a pleasure to see you.” You greeted him, giving the droid a friendly pat on the shoulder as you moved past him into the ship. You didn’t hear K2 respond because your eyes were too busy glaring at your worst enemy. Cassian. You broke your glare to dump your backpack onto the floor, choosing to just ignore him this entire mission. It would be easier then actually trying to work together.

“Don’t I get a good morning?” Cassian asked, sending you a sarcastic smirk that you really wanted to slap off his face. 

“No, you don’t.” After double checking you packed everything, you yelled out to K2 who was conversing with an R2 unit outside.

 “K2 we’re leaving now!”


It wasn’t long before your ship left, K2 piloting it. You were sitting in the corner eating the crackers that you packed with you since you were always hungry. You thought you were being quiet and keeping to yourself, but Cassian obviously thought otherwise.

 “Could you stop chewing so loud.”

His irritated voice made your attention move to him. Was he serious right now? You weren’t even chewing loud! You decided to use this to your advantage however. If it was a war Cassian wanted, it was a war he would get.

“What do you mean?” You purposely take a loud bite out of your cracker, chewing loudly knowing it would piss him off. 

“Can you two not start a fight please, it’s only been 30 minutes.” K2 groaned, just wanting both of his friends to get along for once. “

It’s not me, she’s the one chewing like a child.”

“Really Cassian, is that the best you’ve got.”

“Well-yes!” He blurted out, not having enough time to think of a comeback. 

It was silent for a moment, both of you processing what Cassian just said. You don’t know what came over you, but all of a sudden you were laughing hysterically, clutching your stomach. Then you heard the most adorable sound, the sound of Cassian Andor laughing. This was the first time you’d ever seen him happy and you honestly liked this side of him, even if you only saw it for a few minutes. You would never admit that to anyone though. 

“Is this your strange way of getting along?” K2 asked hopefully, you hated to break his hope but you and Andor were not getting along. Not now and not ever. 

“Hardly.”

“Oh.” The droid looked down, obviously disappointed with your answer, but it was the truth, even if you shared that laugh with him, you and Cassian were still and always would be enemies. 


You decided to continue to ignore Cassian until it was necessary not to. The rest of the trip you spent making conversation with your favourite droid. When you finally arrived on Jedha everyone grabbed their weapons, preparing for whatever may be outside the ship.

“The plan for now is to scope out the area. Strategize how we can get the information and how tight the security is. K2 you’ll stay here on the ship, the last thing we need is someone trying to shoot you or reprogram you.” Cassian spoke with authority, it was honestly kind of hot. You shook your head at the thought. This was Cassian you were thinking about!

You nodded, waving goodbye to K2 and following Cassian out of the ship. “Let’s spilt up, that way we’ll cover more ground.”

You were quick to object to the idea since it was a stupid one. “Do you really think that’s a good idea? There are imperial droids and stromtroopers all over the place, it would be wise to stick together.” You protested whilst you both were moving from alley to alley, trying to stay out of sight. 

Cassian halted his movements, turning to you with an annoyed expression on his face. “Y/N I know we hate each other but could you just for once listen to me! Splitting up is the better option, we’ll cover more ground and-” 

His words were cut off however at the sound of a blaster. He looked up at you, your blaster pointing somewhere behind him. He quickly looked over his shoulder to see an imperial droid laying on the ground. 

“You were saying.” You couldn’t help the cocky grin on your face, knowing that you just proved your point. He turned back to you  a little shocked, obviously realizing that you were right. He couldn’t give you the satisfaction of winning this argument, so he just continued walking.

“Let’s get going then.” 

You didn’t hide your laughter as you followed after him. “What’s that Cassian? I thought we were splitting up, it’s safer you know.”


It was night and you were all back on the ship, getting some rest before the mission tomorrow. You were in your room, laying down in your bunk, tapping a tune and slightly humming along to the sound. The doors to your room slid open, causing you to sit up and stop your tapping. It was Cassian, unfortunately. What was he doing here?

He looked a bit uncomfortable, not really moving from his spot in the doorway. You were both kind of looking at each other, it was weird. He cleared his throat, trying to break the awkward tension.

“Uh, I just wanted to let you know that I’m-I’m sorry about earlier today. I should have listened to what you had to say and because of my stubbornness I could have got us both killed. What I’m trying to say is, thank you for saving us back there and i’m sorry for the way I acted.”

You were speechless, completely and utterly speechless. This was so unlike him, to apologize to you, let alone say thank you. You often thought of Cassian as a machine since he never seemed to show much emotion. 

“Who are you and what have you done with Cassian Andor?”

He couldn’t help but chuckle at your words, scratching his head, obviously uncomfortable. “But thanks, for the apology, I appreciate it Andor.” You spoke honestly, sending him a genuine smile. He sent one back and awkwardly nodded his head.

“Well, night Y/N.” He left the room and you were left more confused then ever. 

You laid back down on your bunk, thinking about what just occurred a few seconds ago. Strange, but maybe Cassian wasn’t so bad after all? He did have a really cute smile too, one that you’d hope to see again. What was wrong with you? This was the second time today you’d thought Cassian was attractive. You shook your head, trying to rid your thoughts of the man and get some sleep.


Thanks @ly–canthrope for appreciating my fic, means a lot to see that people actually enjoy it :)