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can i be him ✗ part one

A/N: hi guys! so this idea has been on my mind for a while now & i thought why not. this will be my first multi-chapter fic & i really hope you guys like it! i don’t know how i feel about it yet so feedback is definitely & always appreciated! :)
Background: Riley’s a Pre-K teacher who’s in a toxic relationship with her on & off boyfriend who’s friends with Lucas, the ever so charming fireman, who just happens to be one of her student’s very attractive Uncle.
Pairing: Rucas af. (ft. Joshaya & Smarkle)
Words: 1,339

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“Alright babe, I’ll see you tonight. I miss you too, bye.” Riley hangs up before plopping down onto her seat with a soft sigh.

“I brought lunch,” Maya sings as she walks into the classroom. Overhearing the end of her phone-call, she rolls her eyes. “Bleh, you guys are still together?”

Riley grins incredulously, throwing her best friend a knowing look. “Why wouldn’t we be?”

“Maybe because he’s an asshole and–”

“Maya,” She chides lowly, scanning the room quickly, hoping that no child was around to overhear her profane language. “You do realize you’re in a pre-school, right?”

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Imagine cuddling with Poe after an argument

Requested by Anonymous: Heyy if you are down for Poe (and not one of those writers who is totally sick of him) can I get a reader x Poe fight based off the thing Leia said where Poe’s commitment to the resistance is absolute, she just wonders what it will cost him? And Poe leaves to go on a mission with them still not talking…but he comes back and finds reader in his room curled up in a ball wearing one of his shirts and he just becomes a cuddle ball of sappiness? Thank you dear for considering :)

           Author’s Note: I’ve had a really hard week, so this was so comforting and nice to write. Hope you all love it!


           Hot tears prick at your eyes, vision blurring as you take in the man’s face before you. His warm brown eyes that once brought you comfort and solace now only bear sadness and shame which pierces through your heart like a knife.

           It had been a long morning for both you and your boyfriend of six months, Poe Dameron. After he received information during breakfast for a dangerous mission to a First Order outpost, the two of you had gone back to his quarters, where your mind had begun to wander, picturing all the horrible accidents he could get himself into. Images flashed through your mind of his broken, scorched flesh within his X-Wing, and you couldn’t help but remember Leia’s words stating that his commitment to the Resistance is binding and absolute.

           “Poe,” you whisper, choking back tears as he pulls his orange flight suit over his clothes. “Please, you don’t have to do this.”

           “But I do, Y/N,” he replies, furrowing his eyebrows and shaking his head. “You know that I can’t abandon the Resistance. I am a leader here; there are so many people who are depending on me and look up to me.”

           “But at what cost?” another tear slides down your cheek, and you force yourself to plant your feet into the ground, so as to not rush into his embrace. “I know it’s only been six months, but I can’t bear to lose you. You’re my best friend, and I love you. Every time you leave on a mission with BeeBee-Ate, I feel like it’s the last time I’ll ever see you. I can’t live like this, Poe.”

           “Y/N,” he strides towards you, cupping your cheek in his hand, before you flinch away from his touch. “I am doing this to protect you. If there is any hope of us living free together, in the future, then I have to help go against the tyranny of the First Order. I want to be with you, I truly do, but I want us to be free from the danger which surrounds us both.”

           You shake your head, pondering his words. “But does it have to be this way all the time? I hardly get to see you anymore, because you’re always gone! How can this work if you’re off saving the galaxy every day and come home to me once or twice a week at most?”

           This seems to strike a nerve inside of Poe, and he stiffens noticeably. “I can’t just abandon my post, Y/N. As much as I care about you, the only way this will ever work is if we stick through this. If you really cared about me, you would know that the Resistance is an important part in my life- heck, it is my life! If you can’t accept that, then there is no point in making this relationship work.”

           You stumble backwards, shock as hurt seeping into your heart as his words sink in. “Are… are you breaking up with me?

           “I might be,” Poe mutters, zipping up his orange flight suit. “It depends on how much you want this to work between us.”

           Before you can reply, BB-8 rolls into the room, beeping to you sympathetically. Although you can’t understand what the droid is trying to tell you, seeing him seems to twist the knife inside your heart, and you force yourself to blink back tears. As your body begins to tremble, the small orange and white droid turns to Poe, beeping out something unintelligible.

           “I have to go,” the young man explains, grabbing his belongings and not meeting your eyes. “You can show yourself out.”

           And with those words, he is gone.

           A chasm seems to crack open inside of you, and suddenly you crumple to the floor, choking on your sobs as you replay the scene in your mind, over and over. How could he ever want someone like you in the first place? All you did was cause drama where there shouldn’t be. What could you possibly have to offer that he would actually want you? Deep down, you knew that you were a fool to ever think this could ever work between the two of you. Perhaps this was better- a clean break from everything you two had shared.

           But something inside you refused to believe that things were over this quickly. You loved Poe, truly, deeply. He was your best friend, your confident, your soulmate. He had helped you become a better, kinder, more sympathetic person throughout the past six months. The two of you had shared laughter, heartache, and unforgettable memories together. It couldn’t possibly be the end for you two, even if it wasn’t the perfect relationship.

           Slowly, still choking back tears, you rise to your feet and make your way towards the small sofa against the far wall. Here, in this very spot, you and Poe had shared your first kiss, as well as spent numerous nights holding each other through all the difficult times you had faced. Draped across the worn, black fabric was an article of clothing which had become all too familiar to you. Poe’s favorite brown leather jacket, which had been stretched and conformed to his muscled frame over the years of donning it.

           Gingerly picking it up, you raise the coat towards your nose, and inhale the warm, familiar scent of leather, motor oil, and Poe Dameron. The impact of the fragrance makes you dizzy for a moment, before washing over you comfortingly. Tears begin to slide down your cheeks yet again, and you bury your face into the soft folds of the jacket. Before you can stop yourself, you slip the coat around your shoulders and curl up on the couch, allowing the perfume of the love you had shared to overpower your senses. Closing your eyes, you allow yourself to sniffle quietly, until your world fades into darkness and oblivion.


           Hours later, you awake with a start as the door to the room slides open. As the previous events which led to you falling asleep on the couch rush back into your mind, a feeling of dread creeps into your gut as you gaze upwards groggily, meeting a pair of familiar brown eyes.

           “Oh my- I am so sor- I was just leaving!” you scramble to a seated position, afraid to meet Poe’s gaze as you shake your head hurriedly.

           “No,” Poe smiles gently, and you blink in surprise as he places his warm hand on your cheek, gently tipping your chin upwards to meet his warm dark eyes as he squats downwards to face you. “Stay with me, please.”

The words slip out of your mouth in a hurried rush of their own accord. “Poe, I am so sorry for everything I said to you before. I love you so much, and I want to make this work between us. I don’t know what got into me back there, and I-”

You are interrupted as his soft lips press against yours, and you close your eyes, feeling warm and pleasant. Gingerly cupping his face in your hands, you deepen the kiss, before pulling away slowly.

“My jacket!” Poe chuckles, taking in your appearance.

A blush creeps into your cheeks. “I… um… it was comforting to have a piece of you with me, while you were gone, and I couldn’t help it. Here, you can have it-”

“No,” he laughs, tracing your jaw with his thumb. “I like it on you. It suits you.” With a warm smile, Poe takes a seat on the couch beside you, wrapping an arm around you and kissing your forehead.

“I love you so incredibly much,” you lean into his solid, warm frame. “I don’t know what I would possibly do without you in my life, and I believe that we can make it through this together.”

Lacing his fingers into your hair, Poe gently presses his lips to yours yet again, and you feel your head spin with contentment.

Slippin’ Away

Originally posted by theaziatix

Slippin’ Away
[Sequel to Go│Flowsik returns home after five years]

♫ ♪ So do we try to make this work or do we part ways
Cuz as much as it hurts, what we have’s worth all the pain flowing through the blood in my veins
And it’s not enough, feel the melody of love through the beat of my heart
We can never be apart, from the lands to the seas, to the stars, wherever you are ♪ 🎶

You moved the tables along the sides of the restaurant so you could mop the floors properly. It was tedious but no one else in the restaurant gave a damn. “Don’t forget to lock up” the chef gave you a little pat on the back before he headed out. “I hope you brought an umbrella” he opened up his seeing the sudden downpour.

“I did~” you chimed happily waving him off. You really didn’t but your place wasn’t too far. So what if you got a little sick, it wasn’t exactly going to put a downer on your social life. You placed your headphones in and mopped the floor.

About half way through you heard the chime of the restaurant door. You turned around and sighed. “We’re closed.” as your eyes met with the stranger standing by the door you dropped the mop in shock. It had to have been about five years since you’d seen those eyes. “Jay…”

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anonymous asked:

aahhhh its too bad that ur not feeling it anymore :(( it sucks studying something you're not really into, will u still have to study it for a long time??? It's never too late to go after something u really like tho! I hope I like my course, I have no idea what to do if I dont like it lol AAAAAAAA my name is Julia ;) cant believe i got a gf just before valentines day babe ur the best

i’ll be studying it for the next 3 years lol i was brought up to believe that your job doesn’t have to be something that you love so i don’t even know on one hand i don’t want to be unhappy all my life on the other hand does it even matter

i hope you’ll like your course tho! julia~ such a pretty name there’s a similar slavic name yulia i could call you yulechka (its affectionate form)

New Adventure Time, Walnuts & Rain- Thursday, March 5th, probably at 7, but maybe at 7:30, who knows!?

After “The Visitor”, Steve and I took a little partnership detour to both do a board on our own.
We’d each had an episode idea we’d been wanting to work on, and had both been mulling them over for so long that they’d gotten really fleshed out already in our heads- so it just made a lot of sense to finish them up ourselves.
This one, “Walnuts & Rain” is mine. I was fiddling with this outline on and off for months before boarding it (though it underwent some real worthwhile changes once I brought it to the writers room) so… I’m real attached to it. What can I say? I hope y'all dig it!

Anyway, I think Steve and I were both really invigorated by this experiment, cause I’m really especially excited about both the episodes that came out of it. So check ‘em out! Steve’s is coming up in a few weeks and it’s awesome.

Rumbelle Secret Santa Bonus Scene

So @faithoshauntasy promised she was going to prompt me for this scene on TMI Tuesday but SOMEBODY seems to have forgotten, so @jenitosam here’s the epilogue to your present. I ended up not using it because i liked how having him offer to call her his girlfriend kind of brought their relationship full circle, but this kind of ties up some loose ends.

Hope y’all like it!


Bae went camping with them the next year. Dom hadn’t really taken his son camping before, but the trip was for family and Belle’s family had accepted the two of them into the fold. Little Emma seemed particularly thrilled that there was somebody more clueless about doing things than she was, so she’d spent the first couple of days trying to show him how to build a fire and cook things on it before giving him up as a lost cause. Bae, of course, had handled it good naturedly — though he was a little less comfortable around the four toddlers now running around and getting into trouble.

Dom thought Belle was pretty smug about the whole situation, considering she wasn’t even technically Bae’s step-mom yet - but she’d accepted the engagement ring a couple days before the trip began so it was really only a matter of time at that point. They’d decided to give it a couple years before they made up their minds one way or the other on having another child, though. Just enough time to enjoy each other before adding a baby into the mix. Besides, Bae was still getting used to having a step-mom the other ten months of the year when he wasn’t with his actual mother, so a baby could wait.

He was watching his son and fiancee standing at the crest of the cliff that overlooked the lake together and he waved at them as they both seemed to consider the height of the drop. Everyone else had already gone who wanted to go, so it was just the two of them up there. Belle whispered something to Bae, and Bae glanced towards his father before back to her and then nodded. The two of them took a few steps back and then, together, they took a running leap.

Carmilla Episode 4

“Like it were easy… Like I wasn’t scared the whole time… Like it’s your reason to like me…”

— Carmilla Karnstein


WHY AREN’T MORE PEOPLE WORRIED ABOUT THIS?  ( don’t get me wrong im horribly worried about Perry, because let’s be real they need to stop hurting Perry)  but seriously im all for Carmilla being more open with Laura, but it sounds like she’s doubting why Laura is with her… does Carmilla really think Laura is only with her because she saved the day?

honestly i get where she is coming from but i hope Laura is able to tell Carmilla how she feels before she ( being Laura) ends up getting kidnapped or something because lets all face it, Perry and Laura are the only ones who didn’t really get hurt or brainwashed last season, they were relatively ok…


point being Laura loves Carmilla for her being herself, not because she saved them. sure thats what brought them together because everyone knows they wouldnt have done it themselves, but its not why laura loves her.. she loves her because, Carmilla annoys the hell out of her, and brings her coco, and calls her cute names, she opens up to laura and makes her feel special. she dosent treat Laura like a child even though all she wants to do is protect her. laura loves Carmilla because even though she is a horrible roommate with some serious mommy issues she stayed and she helped and little by little they fell for each other.

Sorry, but Travis Winfrey is 34 years old. Sasha is 19. It’s fair to assume in the show he’s in his 20’s, while Alison is a high school student. You can say that he was joking or that it’s only Emison shippers that care, but this post is extremely inappropriate and if I was Sasha, I’d be really uncomfortable. Not only is he sexist as shit, but he’s literally talking about having a child do things for him before he’ll have sex with her. Hope this new guy’s enjoying riding on the fame of a 19 year old girl, making himself look cool on Instagram.

Tbh I blame the writers/producers for this bullshit as well. They’re the ones that brought this character in and got Ali wifed up for him. It’s so unhealthy and is honestly cringeworthy to watch.

omg tonight during all time lows set alex literally stopped the show halfway through a song like literally brought the lights up and everything because this girl passed out in the crowd and he noticed before security did and he kept saying ‘is she okay? is everything okay?’ and wouldnt play again until everything was fine and she was safe

and like……..its just so refreshing to know someone you idolise genuinely cares that much for their fans that he literally stopped everything for one girl who wasnt safe like its really admirable and i respect the hell out of him for it i love alex gaskarth so much i hope he lives forever 

I’m sure I’ve said it here before, but I’m honestly weirdly excited or at least just morbidly curious to see what I’m going to be a bigot about.

Like if my child or grandchild wound up being gay/trans/fuckin’ whatever?  I wouldn’t really care as long as society’s progressed to the point them being that way won’t make their life harder and I would hope by then it has.

Hell, if one of my grandchildren (or children, who knows) brought home a sentient robot they were romantically interested in, fuckin’ whatever, man.

I’m really not so far up my own ass that I think there won’t be something I’m a backwards, out of date, legitimate bigot about and I really want to know what it’s gonna be.