i wanted so much more from frozen

Second time out/back from seeing Beauty and the Beast **SPOILERS ABOUND**

(aka bear with me b/c this review is a week and a half late and I can actually comment on stuff I loved throughout it. It might end up being long af so I’m sorry in advance bc I talk about when everyone got cast too. This is probably filled with typos.)

PPS: I am the minority who loved it deeply, and don’t have nothing to complain about. Except a few words on the group of people who sat beside me tonight and would not shut up during Evermore and the transformation scene aka MY MOST FAVOURITE DISNEY KISS EVER)

So lets get down to it. I LOVED this movie the first time I saw it. As I have stated numerous times through tags. Ill be real here I was skeptical as hell about this being turned into a LA remake. But as the casting was announced my worries went away completely?

BECAUSE JESUS CHRIST WHAT A FABULOUS CAST! I don’t even know who to start with honestly? All of them ARE JUST SO GOOD???

We’ll just start with the most obvious choice (and the one who had the most flack after being cast)

And that is the absolute wonder and light of my life DAN FUCKING STEVENS

BECAUSE THIS GUY. OMG. ANYTHING HE DID IN THIS MOVIE JUST…BLEW. ME. THE. FUCK. AWAY??? And I’m just so grateful and forever indebted to him for bringing quite possibly the best reinterpretation of the Beast/Adam to life. Like honestly the Beast is my favourite character ever he has been since I was 5 and I just…NO AMOUNT OF WORDS COULD DESCRIBE IT. (actually I have TONS of words and i’ll get more into this later) but I’m moving on for now.

Emma Thompson I love Emma T so much I have since forever and she’s so charming and soft hearted as Mrs Potts. Say what you will about the accents used in this movie I loved that she was English….

And Luke Evans I knew about him prior to this and vaguely, through watching him in The Hobbit and that god awful movie version of the Three Musketeers (same can be said for Dan, b/c before I watched some of his other stuff I had only know him from Night at the Museum 3)


Luke brought such a great energy to this character and I loved how Gaston started out as an okay dude but slowly dissented into his villainy? The way he portrayed this was astounding b/c as soon as the script called for the change up he handled it with such ease? And wow I just love Gaston so much in this movie.

Josh Gad we gotta talk about FUCKING JOSH GAD I’m not getting into the knitty gritty of things since its not my place to comment on such but I LOVED HIM IN THIS ROLE SO MUCH MORE THAN I LOVED HIM IN FROZEN? He’s so hilarious.  AND HIS LINES WERE A+++

He just brought so much classiness to LeFou and he just made him so likable?  and the fact that HE FOUGHT TO KEEP IN THE SNOWMAN GAG FROM THE ORIGINAL VERSION. I honestly hope they give me all the deleted scenes from this movie.

FUCKING EWAN MCGREGOR AND SIR IAN MCKELLEN AS COGSWORTH AND LUMIERE I just WOW WHAT A GREAT ACTING COMBO (aka all ive ever wanted from the remains of my dull life.)

AND AUDRA MCDONALD AS GARDEROBE AND STANLEY ‘ACTUAL KING OF EVERYTHING HE IS IN’ TUCCI as a sassy piano THAT WAS LITERALLY CREATED FROM SCRATCH FOR HIM? (more on these two later as well because omg they are everything to me and stole my heart??)

AND KEVIN  FUCKING  KLINE omg I loved him so much in this movie just PERFECT honestly.

I’m trying to keep this short so I can move on to my next bunch of thoughts. And not just yap about the casting. (Bullet points listed below, bc I’m getting into the changes) And to begin:

THE SCENARY AND CGI IN THIS MOVIE WERE FUCKING ASTOUNDING? I DIED? IT WAS BEAUTIFUL, say what you want about what the beast looked like. Dan Stevens exhausted himself entirely for 2-3 months just to make the beast into a computer animated caricature. AND I LOVED THE ANIMATION ON THE CASTLE STAFF? I also really loved the backstories for everyone it just filled in so much that I found lacking in the original. Just everything that filled in all the plotholes were A++

  • THE PROLOGUE and it being narrated by the ENCHANTRESS.(Side note: I loved the technicalities and consequences with this new curse)
  • Omg when Gaston stepped on Belle’s cabbages THERE WERE LIKE 3-4 KIDS THAT GASPED. It made me smile omg.
  • When Maurice and Phillipe were heading out of town and in the woods heading to the castle. One child was like “aww look at the horsey” I mean…
  • WHEN MAURICE IS IN THE CASTLE AND MEETS CHIP everyone laughed like honestly I was blessed with actually being a a cinema room full of people that laughed and reacted to stuff b/c last week when I went there were crickets, some child mad an off hand comment later on in the movie when Beast invites Belle to dinner and he does the smileTM I kid you not I heard “look his tiny teeth” I love his tiny fangs so much hes just so awkwardly endearing altogether.
  • all the songs in this movie and the additional lyrics woven into the film added 30 years to my life.
  • BUT LIKE THERE IS MORE BECAUSE OMG THEY GAVE COGSWORTH STUFF TO SING DURING “BE OUR GUEST” INSTEAD OF JUST “SOMETHING THERE”. LIKE THE ONLY OTHER TIME HE SINGS IS IN THE ORIGINAL DURING “HUMAN AGAIN” I love the flawless smooth transition from SIR IAN MCKELLEN belting out the COURSE BY COURSE bit of that verse and Ewan being like ONE BY ONE immediately after? honestly I always fist bump during that moment when I listen to the soundtrack. AND THE WHOLE NUMBER IN THE MOVIE IS JUST SOO GREAT. I love my crotchety old clock and dramatically extra candlestick. the best BROTP.
  • Ok, so the people I sat beside started laughing during little Adam’s part in Days In the Sun and omg I was off hand annoyed because it ruined my chance to start the water works even though I still cried.
  • BEAST TRASHING ON ROMEO AND JULIET WILL FOREVER BE ICONIC to me I LOVE WELL READ BEAST SO MUCH I’m tired of the ‘but I wish he would have stayed illiterate’ statements.
  • ALSO any time Beast gave Belle his little smiles??? they were so pure and cute
  • So seeing this movie a second time the yellow dress discourse is quiet frankly ?? to me I loved it AND I LOVE THE FACT THAT DAN STEVENS MADE THE BEAST UTTERLY DISTRESSED OVER ASKING HER FOR A DANCE IN THE BALLROOM? (THAT WHOLE SEQUENCE IS SO FUCKING GORGEOUS)
  • Which brings me to the make up scene everyone laughed and I almost could not stop laughing at the scene change.
  • Emma Thompson’s version of Beauty and the Beast is so wonderful. I love it.
  • Honestly everyone is at war against whether Josh or Dan’s version is better and I just prefer Dan’s version so much. I found Josh Groban’s version too slow even though he sings like an angel too.  
  • tt.tt  THE MOB SONG and the castle staff going up in arms was always my fave in the 90s version. And it did not disappoint.

Bullet points are done I am heading into paragraph summarizing my thoughts on the last 30-40 minutes. BECAUSE THIS SHIT WAS UNREAL, and HARROWINGLY DARK. AND I LOVED THESE CHANGES FROM THE ORIGINAL.


Like when Belle comes back and sees the Beast and he literally SHOUTS OUT HER NAME I am crying?? and deceased?? and then he gets shot 2 more times honestly this was equally amazing and heartbreakingly brutal.

And let me tell the whole concept of the castle actually breaking apart as the petals fall, that is just such a neat spin and I love it.

So like I said I found the twist with the curse fascinating because in the original the only thing it focused largely on was the Beast, Mrs Potts, Plumette, Lumiere , Cogsworth and FruFru. I LOVE THAT THE MOVIE CEMENTED AND ROUNDED ALL OF THE CASTLE STAFF AND GAVE THEM A LARGER SPOLIGHT THAN IN THE ORIGINAL LIKE THE CASTLE STAFF MAKES UP HALF OF THE CAST/CHARACTERS FOR THIS MOVIE. For the past week and a half people have said why was the inanimate scene so long and drawn out? Because the castle staff are the greatest and the only family the Beast has besides Belle that’s why… the end. Also I ship the hell out of Cadenza & Garderobe, Plumette and Lumiere AND MR AND MRS POTTS OMG.



Everyone is like “well why didn’t they say anything?”





The best was when they all became human again and reunited and were left with parting gifts from the curse. I laughed out loud when they showed Stanley Tucci with no teeth. 


EMMA AND AUDRA singing the final number omg the whole coronation dance scene was everything. 


our relationship changed like the four seasons. we started out like summer, free and exhilarating. there was so much we wanted to do and so little time in the day to do them. then we were like autumn, picking apart pieces of each other. while we opened up to each other more, we also began to wither. soon enough, we were like winter, frozen and ice cold. we ignored one another and gave each other the cold shoulder. now we’re like spring, april showers flooding my pillow as you left. there is no more us and i can’t seem to stop the tears from soaking my bed at night.
Bad Moon Rising: Part 5  [Modern!Kylo x Reader]

Summary: Kylo deals with the unexpected guest as you try to process what’s going on. Tensions are high as conflicts brew.

Part 1 // Part 2 // Part 3 // Part 4

A/N: Ah! I still can’t believe the response to this. This part was fun to write. I knew exactly how it was going to end, so that got written immediately. And I’m still awful at summaries, but y'all will figure out what it’s about soon enough, so enjoy!

Warnings: Angst. Violence/weapons. Blood. Mentions of death. Language.

Your breathing was deep yet erratic. The taste of acid appeared in the back of your throat. There’s no way you’d heard him correctly.

“I… I’m sorry. What?”

“I’m in the mob. I’m a fucking mobster, okay?”

You slid your back down the wall and sat on the floor, knees pulled of in front of you, hugging them.

Staring off into the room in a daze, you attempted to process what was happening. It felt like time has stopped. This whole situation was bizarre: first the guy banging on the door, now this revelation. What the hell were you getting yourself into? And was it too late to get out? Never had you imagined you would ever get involved with  anything like this.

You flinched when the stranger knocked, no, banged on the door again. “Goddammit, Ren! Open the fucking door.”

You slowly and solemnly looked up at Kylo, who was continuing to pace in the room. This was incredibly out of character for him. This wasn’t the man you had grown to know.

He knew what he would have done on any other day, in any other situation but the one he was in now. You were here now. What was he to do?

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chrichardrachtle  asked:

Hi! First of all, I would really like to thank you for every single bit you have written for this fandom, you're amazing. I don't know if you take prompts right now, but there's one that has stuck with me over the years and since you're my favorite fanfic writer it would mean so much if you wrote it! Here it is; setup/countdown takes place after 47 seconds. Again thanks for everything! Love, Emma

He’s so stiff against her, his arm like a vise around her shoulders, his chest like a board beneath her cheek, and she doesn’t believe it’s all wholly from the cold.

“Castle?” she calls, her voice raspy, trembling through the ice in her lungs, up the chilled hollow of her throat. “You still there?”

“Yeah, I’m right - right here,” he answers with chattering teeth, and at least he’s still shivering, still feeling enough to shake. 

She stopped trembling quite a while ago.

Kate attempts a breath, does her best to open her eyes that continue to fall closed, and uses what little strength she has to lift her hand from his chest, touch her fingers to his chin.

There’s so much she wants to say, but it’s been so different between them lately, so devastating, and he’s made it clear that whatever they once had, whatever chance they had at becoming more, is gone. But she refuses to die with words unspoken, to sin by silence - as he’d not so subtly accused her of - even as it burns to scrape the confessions out of her mouth.

“Thank you. For being there,” she rasps, the slow beat of her heart exalting for a brief moment when his head bows ever so slightly, his lips grazing the frozen tips of her fingers.

The pressure of his arm around her increases just a little more and she hums in approval. “Always.” 

And the sound of that word - their word - one she honestly never expected to hear again, not from him, has a small chunk of the ice encasing her heart melting away, allowing it a little extra time to continue beating.

“I just want - need you to know how much I love you.”

His entire body shudders beneath her and then he’s shifting, tugging her in closer. 

“W-what?” he gets out, one of his hands rising to her face, stroking at her cheek, and she fights so hard to feel it, to stay awake for it, but she’s fading too quickly.

“Love. You,” she manages, the encrusted ice coating her lashes weighing down her eyelids, but she forces another blink, has to see the crisp blues of his eyes staring down at her, the bitter shade of grey she had become so used to softening into the cerulean she’d so greatly missed. The way he’s looking at her now the only source of warmth she has left. “Missed you. Love you.”

“Oh, Kate,” he rasps, his hand clumsy at her cheek, his lips useless at her forehead. “You def-definitely can’t pass out on me now.”

She hums, but her eyes are falling closed, sleep so near-

Castle’s mouth touches her, his chapped lips scraping against hers, the heat of his tongue sparking at her bottom lip. And it has her neck aching, cracking, but she lifts her head, parts her lips, and mm, for a moment, gentle frissons of heat and clarity thawing away some of the ice. 

But not enough.

“Come on, Kate,” he mumbles, his lips brushing hers as he speaks, his breath a fraction warmer, burning her cold lips. “Stay with me this time.”

She tries to press in closer, but - but it’s all black and heavy and she can’t see anything anymore.

“Kate, open your eyes. Please, I - I love you too. You know I love you. You have to-”

“Good silver lining,” she mumbles, drifting off against his shoulder. “Not - so bad like this.”

And it isn’t, being allowed to remain curled against him in the snow, to fade slowly into the warm darkness with his love in her ear. Better than the bullet she would have expected to kill her at its next chance.

His cheek hits the top of her head, the last thing she feels, and she sighs out a final breath of contentment.


He emerges from the ambulance with a matching blanket around his shoulders and she manages a smile for him, unsure of how much he remembers from the freezer, if karma has come for her and erased her love from his mind as she had done with his a near year ago. 

But despite the hypothermia she knows he’s suffering from, Castle strides up to her with purpose, the blanket slipping from his shoulders once he reaches her and lifts his hands to her face.

Kate breathes a sigh of relief into his mouth when he kisses her, no preamble or hesitation, only the certain press of his lips spreading heat through the chilled parts of her. 

He reluctantly pulls back at the whistles from Ryan and Esposito, but Beckett arches on her toes, swallows his quiet groan as she sucks on his upper lip. 

“You really love me,” he mumbles, staining the statement against her lips, question and awe in his voice, and Kate nods her head. 

“Yes,” she breathes, opening her eyes to see into the ones looking down at her. “Wasn’t just a deathbed confession.”

“Neither was mine,” he murmurs, narrowing his gaze on her as his thumbs stroke along her cheeks. “I love you too, Kate.”

Her mouth spreads into a smile that she seals to his, one of her hands abandoning the clutch of her blanket to cup the back of his neck-

“Hey, lovebirds,” Fallon calls with a snap of his fingers and Beckett sighs, presses a final kiss to the corner of Castle’s mouth before descending back to the balls of her feet. “Hate to interrupt the celebration of survival here, but we’ve got work to do.”

“After,” Castle whispers, his hands slipping down to her shoulders, squeezing warmth into her stiff bones.

“After,” she echoes, splaying her hands at his sides and biting down on her bottom lip to conceal the smirk curling there. “Won’t ever let you feel cold again while you’re with me.”

Lovely embers of heat spark through his eyes and Castle leans in to push a hard kiss to her mouth. 

“Thank god we lived.”

She breathes a laugh against his lips before she draws back, steals his hand from her shoulder and twines their fingers, grateful for the warmth, the ability to feel the fit of his hand in hers and the flame that travels through her veins, heating her blood. 

“Hurry, Beckett,” he murmurs, dragging her along with him towards Agent Fallon. “The quicker we save the city, the quicker you get to warm me up.”

onetrickpuppy  asked:

I was wonderi if you had any recipe recommendations for someone just starting out as a vegan, I'm starting it on monday when I do my next food shop

Absolutely! I’m actually a horrible cook and stick to the basics. I’m not sure where you shop for food, but most towns have a natural foods store with fun stuff like vegan cheeses and meats. But you can easily find all you need at a big chain grocery store. Here’s a breakdown of what I eat on a typical day.


-Cereal (most kinds are vegan surprisingly, just skim the ingredients list for any dairy or honey) with soy milk (or any plant-based milk you prefer, depending on tolerance and allergies, there’s almond, cashew, coconut, rice, hemp, oat, and flax. I prefer soy, almond, and cashew for taste.)

-Toasted English muffin with one half warmed in the microwave with Chao vegan cheese slice, the other half spread with Tofutti soy cream cheese (it’s the best cream cheese out there and real cheap compared to others, but there are soy-free vegan cheeses available if you can’t eat soy)

-Oatmeal (packaged or quick-make because I’m a noob) with brown sugar or maple syrup on top, and fruit if you have it!

-If you have a blender, go wild! Frozen fruit + banana + plant-based milk of your choice + protein powder (optional) = Perfection. I don’t even add sugar because the fruit makes it so sweet. (more smoothie recipes here)


-Kite hill soy-free dairy-free yogurt (complete with probiotics)

-Fruuiiiiiit if it’s in season (melons fill you up the most with the least amount of calories, if that’s something you are concerned with)

-Justin’s Organic Dark Chocolate Peanut Butter Cups (they’re not super cheap but they are worth every penny and they are SO GOOD)

-Fruit juices of any kind, but especially that thick green stuff (I love it)

-Carrots (or any finger veggie really) and hummus

-Tortilla/potato chips and bean dip if I’m feeling my junk food vibe


-Pizza with tomato sauce and whatever veggies you like (I go for artichoke, spinach, mushroom, corn, and tomatoes)

-PB&J (I like Justin’s nut butters because they’re really smooth and usually cheaper than all the other more “natural” brands)

-Baked potato with Earth Balance butter, nutritional yeast sprinkled on top (it’s like a cheesy type of flaky condiment with lots of B12 in it)

-If you’re not terrified of using a frying pan like I am, you can stir fry literally anything with the right noodles, veggies, tofu, and tempeh

-SQUASH. Just cut that baby in half (I love spaghetti and butternut squash, but acorn squash is also really good and small). Put it in a microwavable casserole dish with some water, poke some holes in it, and heat it in the microwave for 7-10 minutes (maybe longer? you’ll know it’s done when you stick a fork in it and it’s soft), then put vegan butter, salt, and nutritional yeast on it, and eat straight from the gourd.

-Gardein Seven Grain “Chicken” Tenders over whatever frozen veggies I’m in the mood for (I CANNOT recommend frozen veggies enough, they’re cheap and they last forever, and Gardein’s plant-based meats have so much protein it’s ridiculous)

-Veggie burgers (there are a million different brands now, so don’t be afraid to experiment, my personal favorite is Field Roast) with Vegenaise (Just Mayo might be more widely available at national chains), more Chao cheese slices, and whatever veggies you want to heap on top (more veggie burger ideas)

-Pasta pasta pasta!

-Spaghetti with chickpeas, diced tomatoes, and capers. Real simple to make. My mom (who is not vegan) actually found the recipe in redbookmag.com. And for the life of me I can’t find it now, but this recipe is very similar, except it has panko bread crumbs sprinkled on top (which frankly sounds even more delicious and I will have to try it myself).

-More pasta because you can never have too much pasta in your life?

-30 Vegan Meals in under 30 Minutes

-10 Very Varied Vegan Recipes Everyone Should Know

-Tips on How to shop Vegan on a Budget (and how it isn’t any more expensive than a non-vegan diet)

I’ll also include a few links to some vegan starter kits that will also help you out. Thank you so much for this ask, I get super excited talk to people trying out veganism. Let me know if you have any more questions! Happy shopping!

Veganuary Starter Kit

Why Vegan?

Vegan Outreach Kit (they actually send you information in the mail)

Vegan Cuts - Not a starter kit, but a snack box you receive each month with lots of vegan goodies (there is also a beauty box for all your cruelty-free hygiene needs)

VegNews - A HUGE resource for for vegan recipes, news, travel, whatever you might be curious to know about veganism

And lastly, Roy thanks you for being so awesome.

Frozen 2 - Elsa must be asexual. And focus on Elsa & Anna's relationship.

As much as I love Elsa being an open lesbian in Frozen 2, and if they did let her have a girlfriend, I think that might ruin the film.

Not because of her sexual desires, heck I would want Elsa to be Anna’s girlfriend and get married!! Ahh… but that is just a fantasy we will never see by them.

Why would Elsa having a GF ruin the film? Because that would completely loose focus on the one Elsa loves most, Anna.

Her one sister that she sacraficed so much of her love, for protection from her own self. Giving ones life to save another. In return, Anna did the same for Elsa.

There love is boundless and powerful.

They need to focus the film on strengthening their close relationship even more. That is what makes Frozen, unconditional love. There is no greater love, then sacraficing your life, so another you love can live.

Bad Girl Ch 9: PTSD

I’m sorry for leaving you all hanging I didn’t mean to wait that long!

“What?” Baekhyun whispers, his eyes wide.

I can’t hold in my uncontrollable cries anymore, “I’ll be a good girl daddy, I’m sorry, please don’t hurt me.”

He drops the knife and releases my hair, his hands hover over my shoulders as if he is suddenly afraid to touch me like I might break. “My baby, my sweet baby,” He cries as he wraps his arms around my head, holding me to his chest. “Daddy is so sorry, don’t cry, I’m so sorry.”

“What the hell is going on down here?” Suho roars when he busts the heavy metal doors open. It only takes him a moment to access the situation in front of him. His younger brothers are all a mess, Baekhyun more than anyone but the younger three seem to be in shock. My eyes lock with his and he seems to join them in their daze for just a second before someone pushing pass him knocks him out of it.

“Did you really take her?” It is Xiumin roaring this time. All this screaming is too much, I can’t stop myself from shaking.

“All of you stop yelling!” Jiyong snaps, still on speaker. “She’s scared, I know this is a lot for everyone but calm down. She is so scared right now, please.”

“Oppa, come get me,” I cry, “Please Oppa, I can’t be here right now, this is just too much.”

“I’m coming my love,” I can hear him moving things around, rushing to my rescue.

“Don’t fucking dare come anywhere near our home,” Baekhyun seethes.

“She asked me to, I’m going to leave her there with people who just tried to kill her!”

“That was before we knew!” Sehun screams as he fights with Baekhyun to get a hold of me.

“Knew what?” Suho tries to catch up on the conversation.

“It’s her Hyung,” Kai cries as he drops to his knees, tears slide down his cheeks, completely contrasting the bright smile on his face. “It’s our baby! She isn’t dead.”

“Is it really her?” Tao joins us in the room.

“Stop asking me that!” I scream earning the attention of everyone in the room. “Why do you keep saying that? I’m not dead, I’m not a copy, I am me, why is that so hard for you all to understand? Why did you do this? Why are you guys so willing to hurt me over and over again? Is my happiness nothing to you?”

“We thought you were dead,” Xiumin tells me. “We saw you getting beat into a bloody pulp, they found your body, there was a funeral, we thought you were dead.”

“We need to get her out of here,” Suho rushes over and picks up the knife Baekhyun had dropped. He pushes the younger two out of the way and quickly and cuts the ropes binding me. The knife is out of his hand the moment the last rope is cut, his hands are on my shoulders pulling me out of the chair and to my feet but my legs aren’t strong enough to hold me up. He catches me and picks me up without a problem. I want to fight him so bad, I don’t want any of them to touch me, I just want to go home. But I’m tired, I’m so tired. My head rests on his shoulder.

“She’s bleeding,” Baekhyun reminds them, rushing to keep up with Suho who is basically running through the dimly lit hall.

“You keep your distance, you are the one that hurt her!” I see Tao stop, he pushes the older boy to the ground.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t know it was her, I was just so mad,” Baekhyun is stumbling over his words to the point I almost don’t understand him. His voice fades as Suho continues on taking me out of the basement into the bright hall way upstairs. I close my eyes, the transition being too much for me. The only thing that let me know that we joined the others in the living room is their unison gasps.

“Lay get over here,” Suho commands the minute we step in.

“Is that?” Sweet Lay’s voice wonders.

I swear to God if he-

Suho thankfully cuts both Lay and my thoughts off, “She isn’t a copy, this our baby. I don’t know what the hell is going on and how she is alive but this is her and she is hurt. Fix her.”

“I-I need a first aide kit,” He stammers, his voice coming closer.

“Than stop fucking staring at her and go get it!” Kris snarls.

“Keep your voice down,” Xiumin warns, poison thick in his voice. “This isn’t the time to be angry with each other, we need to focus on this, on her.”

“Is she awake? How did she get hurt?” It’s Kyungsoo this time, his voice deep and warm like morning coffee, I forgot how much I love his voice.

“I think so, Baekhyun cut her, he was in one of his episodes and I think he lost it.” Suho tries his best to explain.

One of his episodes? Is that a normal thing? How long has that been going on? I have so many questions in my head that I want to ask but I know I would receive questions of my own that I’m not sure I can answer.

“That fucking piece of shit,” Kyungsoo seethes but I’m assuming one look from Xiumin keeps him from opening his mouth again.

“Baby,” Chen calls.

“Jooyoung,” I finally respond and open my eyes slightly.


“My name is Jooyoung, not baby, I don’t know what is going on but for the past year I’ve been told you abandoned me so understand that I will not be pretending like everything is fine and none of this just happened.” I sigh and sit up without Suho’s arm around me. For a moment I consider getting up and moving but I choose not to push my luck, no matter what I say if they want to hover over me I don’t really have a choice.

I look at everyone, starting with Kyungsoo who is on my left, we are on the couch, Chen is next to him sitting a good distance away with Luhan. Kris is next, he is standing with his arms cross over his chest, Xiumin is in front of the TV, directly across from me. The next few are standing in a cluster; Tao and Sehun have their arms locked together while Kai is standing in front of them. Baekhyun and Chanyeol are creeping in the hallway for good reason, I don’t think I can have them any closer right now. Suho is the closest, his arm is resting behind me, waiting to wrap me in them again. I finally look at him, actually look at him and I’m taken back.

Without a thought I reach both of my hands to his hair, “Daddy, you hair is pink.”

He seems a bit dumbstruck for a moment but leans into my touch instinctually. A soft chuckle leaves his lips, “It used to be red but it faded.”

I take my hands back, what am I doing? I just told them to drop their pet name for me yet I continue to use theirs.

“Are you going to go back to him?” Chanyeol suddenly asks.

“What?” The room echoes.

“Are you going to go back to Jiyong?”

I shrug, “I don’t know. I want to talk to him, I need to know what is going on.”

“He lied to you,” Kai reminds me.

I narrow my eyes on him, “Like you were an open book Jongin.”

His eyes go wide, “How do you know my real name?”

“I know a lot of things now, Minseok, Yifan, Jongdae, Junmyun, Jongin, Yixing. Good to know half of you lied to me right off the bat. You guys couldn’t even be honest about your names, why should I believe anything you say over Jiyong? He is an open book to me, anything he does in this big bang world, I know about it.”

“Because why would we lie to you about something like this?” Kyungsoo quickly questions.

“I don’t know! Maybe you all realized how much you missed me and thought of some lie to get me back. Even though I would like to believe you wouldn’t destroy the happy life I had to do that, I don’t know. I need some kind of proof.”

“Proof?” Xiumin mumbles. “I can give you proof.” He steps aside and runs his hand along the edge of the TV to turn it on. In seconds the screen lights up revealing a frozen frame of me on the ground. My heart stops.

“The video, you guys have the video? Do you have all of them?” I run my hands through my hair, my face becomes hot. They saw it, they saw all of it. I wanted nothing more than to forget all of that. I cover my face to hide my shame, how have I not ran out of tears from crying so much in one day? My chest feels tight, I try to breath in but it isn’t working, I can’t, I can’t breath.

I close my eyes to try and calm myself but that only makes it worse. Suddenly I’m back in that small cement room again, Taeil is there, the memory of his his mask is burned into my mind, all of them are. I imagine him grinning, excitement bright in his eyes. My clothes are gone leaving me naked in front of him, I know even with five layers on he would still be able to strip me with just a look. He makes me feel so vulnerable and fragile, he could crush me in his hand and blow me away like dust without a problem.

“Hello pumpkin, you look so scared,” He chuckles, lunging for me quickly only to land a few feet away. He’s taunting me, always taunting me. I press up against the wall as he comes closer and closer.

“Did you miss me pumpkin? Huh? I came all the way back just to finish the job, just me. No more Zico, no more savior. I have you all to myself to do all of those horrible things I’ve been aching for since the last time we met.”


“Yes, pumpkin, you have no where to go,” His laugh echoes in my ears.

“He’s going to kill me! Get him away!”

“Baby, calm down,” Kyungsoo and Suho are both wrapped around me, whether they are doing it to restrain me or comfort me I’m not sure but it’s only making me panic more. I fight my way out of their grip into the middle of the living room. Everyone seems closer, like they are trying to close in on me without me noticing. They aren’t going to catch me, I’m not going to let them.

“Everyone just back up!” I command with my arms out at my side making sure they get the message. I scan the room, looking for an exit or at least some place to sort of hide.

“Sorry, I’m sorry baby, I’ll turn it off,” Xiumin quickly turns the TV off.

“I need time, give me time,” I tell them.

“Maybe one of us should take her to our room,” Luhan suggests. “One on one seems a lot easier to handle.”

“I’ll take her,” Lay volunteers, “I need to patch her up.”

“Do you honestly think she is going to let you touch her?” Kris scoffs.

“I want to do it!” The younger three interject.

“No!” Xiumin, of course, is the one to put his foot down. “Luhan will do it.”

“What?” The crowd whines.

“He is the only one who is stable enough to do it, the rest of us can’t handle it.”

“I can take care of her just fine!” Kris roars.

“You can take care of our baby just fine when she is having a tantrum, this isn’t a tantrum, this is a panic attack. Can you handle watching her relieve those things we saw on those tapes in front of you?” Xiumin snaps back, standing chest to chest with the taller man but still manages to be the more terrifying of the two.

“Is that alright with you?” Luhan asks me, everyone else took a step back. “Do you want to come to my room with me? I promise that I won’t lay a finger on you.”

I nod. My hands are shaking against my chest as I follow the older through the familiar hallways. He walks into his room first and lets me be the one to leave the door open or closed. I close it. He stands on the far side of the room and again lets me decide on how we do things. I have free rein of the room and decide to go for the bed. Though I’m a bit hesitant to just crawl under the covers and make myself comfortable Luhan quickly encourages it. Once I’m settled everything just fades away. He has always been able to do this to me, if I had a nightmare, or was nervous about something he would bring me back down to earth.

“Are you feeling more stable?” He is by the windows now, far from me.

“Yes, thank you.”

“Can I come closer?”

I sit up in bed, “You can come sit by me if you want.”

“Is that what you want?” He cocks a brow at me and give me a small smile.

I nod.

Oh so slowly he makes his way toward me, he goes around the other side and lowers himself on to the bed so we are laying next to each other, “Is this okay?”

I chuckle, “We’ve laid together before Luhan, this normal.”

“No this isn’t normal anymore. You have no idea how much this means to me right now. You have no idea how many times I’ve woken up hoping you would be next to me. Lets not talk about that now though, how about something more light?”

“Like what? Everything is a trigger for something that could break the others heart.”

He hums, “When I was younger I wanted to be a fireman.”

I stare at him, he’s looking up at the ceiling his head cradled by a soft pillow. He looks like an angel. I couldn’t imagine such a beautiful savior, “I wanted to be a ballerina.”

“Why weren’t you?”

“Because I wasn’t allowed to take classes as a child.”

“What do you want to be now?”

“I’m not sure, I’m just trying to figure out how I want this day to end before I start thinking that far a head.”

“How do you want this day to end?” He looks over at me.

“I honestly have no idea. Either way, someone will be hurt. Either way I will end up with a heavy heart.”

“I know you are dealing with a lot right now but is there anyway I could hold your hand?” It is such an innocent request that for a moment I think he’s kidding but when our eyes meet there is so much emotion in his I just want to start crying.

“Only for a little while,” I offer my hand to him.

“That is all I’m asking for.”

I just want to say @xiudaddyskitten I see you blowing up my phone all day, whole shit you blew through this shit! And thank you all for the love!

Xoxo Pretty bird

Yes Mr. Grady


Anon Prompt: Hey, a imagine where the reader works with Owen in the Jurassic World (she is his assistant and has a big crush on him), but she always ignore him, trying to sneak every time he calls her and looking for something to occupy. When Owen notes that, he calls her in his office and she treats him with much formality, calling him “Mr. Grady” and all that stuff, which leaves Owen angry. The rest you can decide (if is not too much, VERY SMUT, please). Thank you!

A/N: I can never express how much I adore Owen Grady, especially Owen Grady Smut


Originally posted by owengrady-imagines

You have worked at Jurassic World for 1 year, 4 weeks, 2 days, 3 hours and 12 minutes. 

You have had a crush on Owen Grady 1 year, 4 weeks, 2 days, 3 hours and 10 minutes.

He was your boss and you were his secretary: how cliche could you get?

Everyday was a struggle as the more you got to know the raptor trainer, the more your feelings grew. He was a strong-willed, serious man who could also be kind and sensitive (his girls were his world). It also didn’t hurt that he was fine as hell.

Many nights were spent thinking about his green-blue eyes, reliving memories of seeing his muscles straining as he lifts the girls` snack bucket up the steps to the platform.

The only problem was your job status, you did not want to be the stereotypical slutty secretary that had a sordid affair with her boss, so you ignored him. Every time he approached you, you greeted him with the upmost professional manner, “Yes Mr. Grady” you would politely smile when he asked you to file some papers or email Claire.

“Y/N, you can`t ignore him forever” Barry chuckled as you scurried away from Owen after your morning schedule run-down.

“Yes I can” you stuck your tongue out at the Frenchman.

He shook his head and smirked as he saw Owen frown at you from his spot on the platform.

Around lunchtime, the emails were swarming in from Claire:

“Y/N, get Owen to write up a report ASAP”

“Y/N, I requested that inventory checklist two hours ago”

The woman was a demanding machine and you were struggling to keep up.

“Hey, everything okay in here?” Owen leaned against your doorway.

“Oh yes, Mr. Grady” you replied, looking down at your desk and pretending to shuffle papers.

He looked especially delicious today, his button down clinging to his biceps and his scruffy beard that was slightly ginger.

“Did we get that report to Claire?” he asked.

“Yes, I just sent it over Mr. Grady” you avoided looking at him.

He nodded and sighed before he walked out of the doorway.

“Oh thank god” you were relieved, you survived another encounter.

About 30 seconds passed before Owen marched back into your office.

“Why do you call me Mr. Grady?” he leaned on your desk, resting on his hands.

“Ex-excuse me?” you stuttered.

“Why do you call me Mr. Grady? You are always so formal” he stood up and rubbed his face with his hand in confusion.

“I don`t know what you mean” you pretended to be oblivious.

“You know Miss Y/L/N, I`m sick of you avoiding me and being so professional” he shook his head.

“Mr. Grady-” you started.

“No more Mr. Grady. Please call me Owen and explain why you won`t be around me for more than 30 seconds. Am I that horrible?” he was beyond frustrated.

“You. It`s not that- I don`t know” you stumbled over your words- how could you tell him how you felt?

“Because if I am that terrible, maybe you should consider transferring” he was pacing a bit.

“No-” you tried to interrupt.

“I would hate for you to go but if you are really that unhappy, it would be for the best” he was still pacing.

“I-” you were getting annoyed by his ramblings.

“Y/N, I think you are great, more than great but I need you to be comfortable-”

“What do you want me to say Owen? That I can`t be around you because I want you so much? Because it is wrong for me as your secretary to think about you all the time? Tell me Owen that this is wrong and that I can`t be with you” you almost shouted at him from the other side of the desk.

“What?” Owen was frozen.

“I am so sorry. I shouldn’t have said anything and I know I am being unprofessional and I understand if you want to fire me” you were panicking now, breathing quickly as you soldiered through your words.

Owen was standing, his mouth slightly open and before you knew it, he was in front of you.

“You want me?” his eyes burned into yours as he tilted his head down towards yours.

“That`s all you got from that?” you laughed a little.

“Yes, but only because I want you too” he smiled and your heart skipped a beat.

“You do?” you were surprised, you had barely interacted with him.

“Yes. Do you wanna have dinner with me?” he looked at little nervous.

“What about the secretary/boss dinner rules?” you didn’t want to get fired.

“Last time I checked, a dinosaur theme park doesn`t have many rules” he smirked.

“Well in that case, pick me up at 7″ you were giddy.

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Show Me Love 12

Bucky Barnes x Reader

Plot:  Coming home is never easy.  Goodbyes are even harder.

Warnings: The return of Wanda and Nat, girl talk, Language, ANGST

A/N: I’m so sorry.

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⬅️⬅️PART 11 ||| PART 13➡️➡️

You sigh as you shove yourself deeper into your old couch, a glass of water on the coasters you hadn’t used since you moved out, painkillers scattered beside it.  

Wanda had moved into your old bedroom when you moved out, meaning the only place available to crash was the couch.

Thank god it was the most comfortable couch known to man.

Or perhaps it’s because you were too drunk to tell the difference.

Classes weren’t set to start for another week, and after your trip, you were dying for some quality girl time.

That and you couldn’t stand the tension that was hanging between you and Bucky anymore.

And not the good kind.

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VIXX Bodyguard Ravi 'Sheep In Wolf's Clothing'

Sailor anon said: Hello, over the past few days I have fallen in love with your blog!! I’m not sure what the protocol for expansions is right now but I was wondering if you could maybe do a Ravi bodyguard one please? Could I have an anon nickname too? Maybe Sailor? Xo

A/N: There have been many requests for this one so I just picked out the most recent from my inbox. Thank you everyone who requested this one! I hope you like it. ^^

This is an expansion of a reaction I wrote here.


You’re not too proud to admit the first time you met your new bodyguard he frightened you. It wasn’t his size or anything, it was his expression. Totally remote as if he didn’t even possess the facial muscles necessary to smile.

The following weeks as he moved in your orbit your watched him closely but were unable to glean any inkling of his personality. Wonsik was polite, courteous, but never warm. Never once coming close to what you would call friendly. It was when you found out his secret that the shell finally cracked.

A moth. A single moth had entered your quarters and upon seeing it, Wonsik stopped short. Enough so that you literally walked into his back. Confused at his tense posture yet not seeing a threat you asked what was wrong.

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No Regrets Part Eleven

Hey guys! Just a reminder, Don’t Look Back is on hold at the moment while I plan the story more thoroughly so we can avoid too many filler chapters. But I’m happy to update this story for you guys. You seem to be enjoying this story quite a bit which is nice. If you wanna go read some other stories I’ve written, I have a Wattpad profile. Just search PerfectInsanity17 and I’ve got three stories posted there. Haven’t updated in a while but if I get people asking for it, I’ll update there more as well.

Anyways, I’m enjoying writing this story so much and I’m excited to see where it goes from here! 😊 ❤

Chapter Eleven

The silence was agonizing. Daryl stood there, his blue eyes wide and staring off into space, his body completely frozen. He stayed like that for several minutes and Mia didn’t want to break the silence. But at the same time, Mia was filled with anxiety. Daryl’s mouth kept opening and closing but still, he said nothing.

“Uh, Daryl?” Mia murmured, reaching out to touch his arm, “A-are you okay?”

“I just uh…” Daryl whispered, “Wasn’t expecting…ya know…that.”

“It’s a shock to me too,” Mia said, “But it’s not for sure yet. I haven’t taken the test yet.”

Daryl frowned, “Ya didn’t? Why not?”

“I was going to when I was with Jessie but then I couldn’t because I just felt like you should be there,” Mia explained, “Jessie’s husband must’ve heard us in the bathroom. I didn’t even know he was home and I sure as hell didn’t know he had said anything about it to Spencer. I never intended for anyone but you and Jessie to know right now.”

“I get it,” Daryl said, “So, you wanna take this test now or what?”

Mia nodded, “Yeah. Let’s do this right now.”

The two of them went back upstairs and Mia opened the bathroom door, stopping halfway through the door and grabbing Daryl’s hand, “You’ll wait here for minute?”

“Sure,” Daryl grunted, tucking his hands under his arms. He leaned against the wall as Mia shut the door. It was quiet after that except for the tearing of a box in the bathroom. Another few seconds passed and Mia opened the door again. Daryl looked over her shoulder at the test she’d just taken sitting on the counter.

“It’ll be a few minutes,” Mia said, “Try to relax.”

“How can I relax?” Daryl muttered, “This shit is huge.”

“You think I don’t know that?” Mia retorted, “I’m terrified, Daryl. I don’t even know how to handle this right now.”

Daryl sighed, watching Mia slide down the wall until she was sitting on the floor. He sat down with her, grabbing her hand that was rested on her lap, “It’ll be fine.”

“You think so?”

“I do.”

“Because, if this becomes too much for you, I’d understand if you wanted out,” she mumbled.

“Is that what Dylan’s dad did?” Daryl inquired, “He ran off?”

“No, James didn’t even know I was pregnant,” Mia explained, “He didn’t find out until after the baby had died. If I’d told him, he would’ve been supportive I’m sure.”

“Why the hell wouldn’t you tell him that he was having a baby?” Daryl said, “If you knew he’d be supportive, why wouldn’t you take his help?”

“I was going to but then he got a new girlfriend and it didn’t feel right dropping this bomb on him like that,” Mia said, “I wasn’t even the one to tell him. My mom told him.”

“So, this James guy, what happened to him?” Daryl asked, “He dead?”

Mia slowly nodded, “Once James found out about the stillbirth, we started talking more. Nothing more than friendship but it still drove his girlfriend crazy. It was the three of us when the world fell. Eventually, she couldn’t handle it anymore and she attacked me. James defended me, she shot him, he stabbed her, they both died. I was alone until I found this place.”

Daryl looked down at his hand in hers, “Sorry.”

“It’s fine,” Mia said, “I’m okay now, really. So, it’s gonna be you and me? And this little one?”

“Yeah,” Daryl said, “We’ll figure this all out. Hell, we’ve got nine months to get everything done. And we’ve got shelter in the meantime.”

“What if…what if this ends the same way my last pregnancy did?” Mia continued with a whimper, “What if this baby dies just like Dylan? That’s what scares me more than anything. More than the bad people beyond those walls, more than the walkers.”

“It ain’t gonna happen,” Daryl said.

Mia looked up at the clock on the wall and she took a deep breath, standing up and pulling Daryl up with her, “It’s time.”

“Want me to look?” Daryl asked as Mia started to shake and her eyes started welling up with tears. Mia gave him a nod and released her grip on his hand. He approached the counter, finding he was just as shaky as she was as he picked the test up.

“What does it say?” she asked.

Daryl turned the test for Mia to see, the white stick highlighted with two bright pink lines. Mia’s heart skipped a beat, feeling a strange combination of terror but also happiness. Daryl with his unreadable expression, “You’re pregnant.”

The two of them decided they needed some time apart to soul search. There wasn’t much to think about considering there was nothing they could do to change anything. A baby was coming whether they were ready or not. Still, they needed time to process everything and Daryl needed the time to himself.

As Daryl walked back home, he was stopped by Aaron and he had forgotten until that point that he was supposed to leave with him tomorrow to find some new people to recruit.

“You ready for tomorrow?” Aaron asked with a big grin, “Bike’s all finished. You did a real nice job on that by the way.”

“Thanks,” Daryl said, “Tomorrow ain’t gonna work.”

Aaron raised an eyebrow, “Why not?”

“Stuff came up,” Daryl retorted, “Important stuff that I can’t blow off right now.”

“Sounds serious,” Aaron said, “Are you okay?”

“I’ll live,” Daryl said, “I just need to put off the recruitin’ for a bit. Mia needs me more.”

“Mia? Is Mia okay?” Aaron inquired.

“She’s fine,” Daryl muttered, stuffing his hands into his pockets, “She’s pregnant. Just found out today.”

Aaron gasped, his eyes practically bugging out of his head, “Pregnant? Wow! So, how’re you feeling about this? Happy? Sad? Mad? What?”

“Don’t know,” Daryl replied with a shrug, “Was givin’ myself some time to think about it. Don’t know about Mia though. It’s weird though. She’s usually the one that’s got somethin’ to say and she didn’t say a damn thing.”

“Well, with her son and all, it doesn’t shock me that happiness wasn’t her initial reaction,” Aaron said, “She’ll get there. You’re gonna be a father, can you believe it?”

Daryl, a father. That would definitely take some getting used to. But he would try his hardest to get used to that. Mia needed him to. She was freaked out badly enough and Daryl’s tenseness was certainly not helping things at all. She needed him to calm the hell down.

“So, the test came out positive,” Jessie remarked, “Wow. How did Daryl take it? Did he totally freak out?”

Mia shrugged, “You know how he is. But I don’t blame him. I mean, I freaked out too. I just can’t believe Spencer made a big scene last night the way he did.”

“I know,” Jessie said with a sigh, “I’m sorry, Mia. I didn’t know Pete had heard us talking yesterday.”

“It’s not your fault,” Mia said, “I just didn’t expect this all to happen so fast, ya know? This is all so overwhelming and I feel like I’ve trapped Daryl.”

“Sometimes these things happen,” Jessie said, “I mean, think about it. You were so sure you were in love with him a while ago and that would be seen as too fast by most people. But maybe you guys are…I dunno…special.”

“You think so?” Mia mumbled, “You don’t think this is a mistake?”

“Not really,” Jessie replied, “I know you two have moved very, very fast. But if we’re being honest, I think that Daryl’s the one for you and you’re the one for him.”


“Of course, were there doubts?”

“Not necessarily,” Mia said, “It’s just that I didn’t expect this to happen. And I’m afraid Daryl doesn’t want this. He was so quiet and tense. I didn’t want to have this happy reaction to seeing that positive test.”

“How many tests did you take?” Jessie asked.

“Just one,” Mia replied, “I didn’t really think to take another one.”

“Well, maybe it was a false positive,” Jessie said, “You should take one or two more just to be sure. With each pregnancy I went through, I took the test a bunch of times just to be sure. You and Daryl could very well be stressing over nothing.”

“That’s true,” Mia said softly, “I’m sure Daryl would be so relieved about a false positive.”

“Don’t be silly,” Jessie said. She grabbed Mia by the hand and dragged her up the stairs towards the bathroom, “Come on. You left the second test upstairs yesterday. You’ll just take this one and you’ll know for sure.”

“I guess so,” Mia said. Jessie sat at the edge of the tub while Mia leaned against the counter, tapping the box against her leg, “I just wish I knew what I was hoping for, ya know?”

Jessie reached out and patted Mia’s arm, “You’ll figure it out eventually, Mia. Now come on, let’s take that test, okay?”

Mia ripped open the second box, the pregnancy test inside of it feeling terribly heavy in her hands. If only she could go back to how things were a few days ago when she woke up in Daryl’s arms and there weren’t any complications and they were happy. But Mia didn’t have a choice now. She had to move forward.

No one was home when Daryl got there so he just headed back to Mia’s house and waited for her to come back when he realized she wasn’t home either. He couldn’t stop thinking about what Aaron had said. And he was very slowly but surely getting used to the idea, being a father, having a little tiny person to take care of and call his own.

Mia finally came back around dinnertime, looking drained with red eyes from crying, “Well, I’m still pregnant.”

“Huh?” Daryl said, “What do you mean still pregnant?”

“The second test I took today was positive,” Mia explained, “Jessie thought the first one might’ve been a false positive but it wasn’t. I’m for sure one hundred percent pregnant. I’m sorry, Daryl.”

“Sorry? What’re you sorry for?” he asked, “I ain’t mad about it.”

“You’re not happy about it either,” Mia countered, suddenly bursting into tears, “And I realized today after the second test came up positive that I am. And I want this but I know this is so fast and you’re still working on getting close to me and-and-and-”

“Mia, stop, stop, stop,” Daryl said, rushing to Mia’s side, “It’s not that I didn’t want this. I…I just never thought about it. Never thought I’d have to. Look, it’s just that I remember how it was when Judith was born. It’s…kinda scary. But I’ll get used to it, Mia. I will.”

“Really?” Mia sniffled.

Daryl nodded, “Really. And yeah, we moved fast. Can’t deny that shit. But I think we’ll be okay.”

“I’m happy to see you so confident,” Mia said, “Makes me feel so much better about this. It really does.”

“Good,” Daryl said. Mia grabbed Daryl’s hand and pressed it against her flat stomach. He frowned, staring at his hand on her stomach, “What’re you doing?”

“That’s ours,” Mia murmured, “We made this.”

Daryl cracked a smile, gently rubbing a small circle on her stomach. Maybe everything would be okay after all. Maybe he was scared for nothing. Not everything had to be doom and gloom. There had to be some good left in this world, “Yeah. Guess we did.”

Ghost in the Wind

A/N: A few things I need to say/warn you about before you read this.  I promised myself and about half a dozen other people that I would never write a fic where one of the mains dies.  Well, I had to break that promise.  I heard this song earlier this week, and a certain image came into my mind, and refused to leave me.  I couldn’t work on either of the other fics I’m writing, because this mental image wouldn’t go away.  So, I wrote this.  It’s probably the darkest thing I’ve ever written.  Having said that, there are some trigger warnings: sudden character death, suicide, car accident, depression, anxiety, and claustrophobia.  I think that kind of covers everything, but if not, let me know and I’ll add it to the list.  This song is truly haunting and I highly recommend listening to it.  

Warning: This is not a happy fic.

                                               Ghost in the Wind
                                                   Song by: Birdy

Can someone tell me who I am?
I haven’t recognized myself in a while

She was numb.  She had been numb for six months.  Six months of running, of hiding, of trying to forget.  Six months of avoiding everything and everyone who reminded her of him.  She barely spoke to her family, but when she did, it was only through text messages.  She avoided her best friend like the plague, something she never thought would happen.

Six months of denying what happened.  Six months of refusing to face the truth she knew she was running from.  For a while, she thought her cowardly plan was working: two months in England, a month in Italy, six weeks in Germany, ten weeks in Spain.

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When Bitty told Jack they should go to sleep, he meant it. He had no intentions of staying up any longer than necessary–despite Jack’s admittedly very sweet and very romantic gesture, it was five in the morning, and Bitty had been asleep, and he was tired. So Bitty got Jack a dry shirt, and a towel to get the worst of the rain out of his hair, and then he promptly suggested that they both get some sleep before they had to get up again. And he meant it.

Now he’s not sure exactly what he was thinking. Because, lying in bed with Jack’s arm wrapped securely around his middle, he’s fairly certain it’d take a hard check to knock him out. If he was tired before, he’s positively buzzing now; his veins feel like they’re pumping pure adrenaline and with every rise and fall of Jack’s chest against his back, an unsettling thrill shoots up his spine. It’s all he can do to keep from letting his legs restlessly kick around under their shared duvet.

It’s just that, Bitty’s not delusional. He loves Jack, he does, and it was so incredibly sweet of him to drive all this way, and to propose coming out to the boys, but–but Bitty knows what’s more important in the long run. And it’s not the boy Jack has been dating for less than a year, it’s not a long-distance relationship that no one can guarantee will last.

It’s not a sad thought–at least, Bitty’s trying not to let it be. It’s just an honest one.

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“Just Forget Him” (Chanyeol x Reader)

“Hey. I loooove your blog. I’ve been really depressed lately and wanted to know if you could write a Chanyeol scenario when your ex (Min Yoongi) tries to get back with you and he was the reason that you were kinda of depressed but you moved on to Chanyeol? Thank you!!”

Name: “Just Forget Him”

Character: Park Chanyeol

Genre: Angst

Word Count: 1,511

Originally posted by porkdo-bi

**A/N** The way I have written Yoongi is purely only for the story. He’s definitely not like this irl. So, please don’t be mad at me and just enjoy angsty Chanyeol instead bc i sure as hell am goddamn

(gif credit to the original owner and also can i thank them bc lookie lookie)

You felt the agitated sound of your phone vibrating against your leg. You pulled it out. The screen blared in your eyes, like a lit flame. Yet, when your eyes actually scanned across the alert, your whole stomach churned. You flew your hand back to steady yourself on the kitchen counter top to regain some balance. The ragged breaths that managed to crawl and escape from your lungs filled the empty kitchen. You placed the phone down. It made a slam as it met the counter. Tears stung at the corners of your eyes. Anxiety overthrew you from past memories hitting you all at once. This was the last text you have ever wanted to received. Then, Chanyeol ran in. His round orbs were struck with worry at the sight of you. You were leant over the counter, barely catching a proper breath. He was at your side in an instant. “(Y/N) what’s wrong?” he asked. His words were hurried. You couldn’t bring yourself to look up at him. The man’s large hands found yours, the warmth providing a sense of comfort. Your previously frozen stature began to relax, moulding into his frame. “Please tell me what’s wrong,” he asked gently. The deep voice that could send a shiver to a woman’s spine was calming you so much. You broke away from him a little. Reluctantly, your hand scoured for the phone which had sparked so much anxiety and placed in his hand. “Just look,” you breathed. Dubious, he unlocked it. 

Hey (Y/N). It’s been a while, but I have been thinking about us. Well, more specifically you. I miss you (Y/N) and I want to see you again. Think about it, okay? Yoongi xxx”

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My beautiful Omega - Dean Winchester x Reader (Alpha/Omega & Teacher/Student) - Pt. 17 - The End

Title: My beautiful Omega

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader

Word count: 4,177

Warnings: Age gap, A/B/O dynamics, Teacher x student relationship

Original imagine: Imagine Dean being an Alpha who has not met his Omega. He doesn’t think that he has a mate so he has decided to live with Lisa Braeden, a Beta, whom he’s engaged to. He thinks he’s happy and in love until the day he meets you. His Omega and mate. Only problem is that you are a lot younger than him and a new student at the school he is a teacher.

Read other parts: Part 1 here! l Part 2 here! l Part 3 here! l Part 4 here! l Part 5 here! l Part 6 here! l Part 7 here! l Part 8 here! l Part 9 here!Part 10 here! l Part 11 here! l Part 12 here! l Part 13 here! l Part 14 here!Part 15 here! l Part 16 here!

A/N: So we have officially reached the end of My beautiful Omega series and I really hope you enjoyed it as much as I did! This was a hell of a roller coaster but I think it was fun. Now after this there will be one-shots, and of course imagines, coming. As for another series I think you will have to wait till summer, June maybe, when school and my exams will be over. I’m thinking of an Endverse series as well, what do you think? Really hope you enjoy this one~! xx’

~Time skip to a week after~

Dean let out a soft sigh as he walked down the pavement, making his way to his destination. He was dressed in a dark blue suit, a red with blue stripes tie was on, and a black coat on top of his suit. His head was bowed as he walked, hand in one pocket and his eyes never leaving the pavement until of course he reached his destination.

He looked around him seeing the scenery. The sun was shining brightly above his head and a warm breeze was blowing. He let out another soft sigh and brought his hand up. He bit his lip as he looked at the bouquet of flowers he was holding. It was (Y/f/f), your favorite as he had found out a while ago. He bit his lip harder trying to keep the tears from flowing. His heart hammered in his chest, beating so rapidly that he thought it would come out from minute to minute.

His lower lip trembled. He closed his eyes and took in a shaky breath. His hands were shaking, his head even hurt, all kinds of thoughts running through his mind. He opened his eyes and looked down at the flowers again, his eyes were still glistening from the tears that threatened to spill. His heart tightened and his stomach felt tight as well, heavy like a rock. He swallowed the thick lump in his throat and took in a couple deep breaths; trying desperately to get some air into his lungs. It felt like fire, burning through his throat, his oh-so-dry throat. He licked his lips and took in a last deep breath, trying to control his shaking body.

He never knew a moment like this would come… but here he was.

Memories of just a week ago swimming in his head


“No…” Dean breathed out.

He felt his heart stop beating, tears welled up in his eyes as he stared at at the green straight light on your heart monitor. The line that indicated that your heart had stopped beating.

“Someone call a doctor!” he heard a voice shout but it sounded so far in the distance.

“No! No! (Y/n) no!” he heard another voice shout. He recognized it as Meredith’s.

“No (Y/n)! My daughter!” he heard your mother shout. He saw Kieran trying to pull her away from you. Tears on both their faces.

“What’s going on here-?” it was a doctor’s voice.

“Everybody out!” the same voice now shouted frantically.

Dean could not tear his eyes from you. He was frozen in his place. It was impossible for him to move. He felt as if someone had just stabbed him in the chest and he was dying whereas…

Whereas you were the one that was dying.

“No” he whispered, mostly to himself. Trying to convince at least himself that this was not happening. That it was not real. That it was just a nightmare from which he’d soon wake up.

“Out! Out! Out!” another voice shouted and Dean felt himself being pushed.

That’s when he blinked for the first time after he turned to look at you.

He blinked again and looked around him. More doctors and nurses had rushed in. Some of them trying to push him along with your parents out of the door.

“No” he whispered “No!” he shouted as he realized he was taken away from you.

“No!” he shouted again and tried to get away from the nurse that was keeping him back and out of the door.

“Sir please!” the nurse tried to reason with him.

“No (Y/n)!” he shouted frantically, not caring about anything or anyone else.

“Sir please!” the nurse repeated but Dean didn’t seemed to be one bit phased by it.

“Dean” Sam said putting a hand on Dean’s shoulder, the other one holding Meredith close to his chest. She was crying and shaking, just like your mother who was in your father’s arms.

Dean turned to look at his brother with glistening eyes.

“Sammy…” he only managed to breath out. He was breathing hard, trying desperately to hold onto faith. Faith was something that Dean Winchester never really had but he now needed more that anything.

Quickly we’re losing her! a frantic voice was heard in the background. More specifically from inside your room.

More nurses were rushing in, bringing weird equipment with them and pushing past Dean who stood in the middle of the hallway frozen in place. Looking frantically around him.

The oxygen! I need more oxygen! the same voice was heard saying urgently.

“Sam I can’t…” Dean managed to say but then he chocked on a sob. He wanted to say so much more but he couldn’t.

I can’t lose her, Sam. I can’t live without her. I can’t breath without her. I won’t be able to make it without her. I can’t face life without her. I can’t, knowing that she is dead. I can’t let her die. I can’t let her leave. I don’t want to let her leave. I won’t be able to live without her, Sam. I love her, Sam. I love her.

“I know, Dean. I know” Sam mumbled gripping tightly on his brother’s shoulder trying to comfort him. He brought Meredith closer to him, hugging her tightly as she cried into his chest.

Dean turned his head and looked at the window of your room. Doctors and nurses were everywhere. All around you. Trying their best to save you.

Hurry! a voice shouted frantically. It sounded a bit far away.

We’re losing her doctor! another one said. It sounded even more far away.

That’s it. Bring the defibrillator. NOW! the doctor’s voice was heard as if it was far in the distance.

Everything was repeated in Dean’s head. Everything was heard again and again.

Charge. Clear!

Dean closed his eyes for a moment.


He opened them again and he could swear he saw the whole place spinning. Everything was a blurry. Voices were heard around him but he could no longer focus on anything. The sound of his rapidly beating heart was the only thing that could be heard in Dean’s ears.

“No” he whispered. It was barely audible.

Dean looked down, clenching his fists and shutting his eyes closed. He gritted his teeth and tried to keep the tears from flowing.

Voices and all kinds of sounds could be heard all around him. All muffled up, making Dean feel dizzy. Noise. Loud. And so much.


… silence surrounded the place.

Dead silence….

-End of flashback-

Dean let out a shaky breath. He looked up from the flowers to look…

… at you house.

He tried to calm his nerves that seemed to have gotten the best of him. He smiled despite his nervousness and walked towards your house, a smile was resting on his lips. One of relief and happiness.

He walked at the small porch and stood in front of the door. He knocked on it a few times and fixed his tie, trying to look the best he could.

“My- Dean, hello” your mother smiled widely as she opened the door.

“Hello, (Y/m/n)” he smiled back.

“Please come in” she said and moved from the side, letting Dean get inside.

“How are you?” she asked him warmly.

“Uh fine, thank you. What about you?” he asked politely.

“Pretty well” she smiled “So how can I help you?” she asked.

“I uh-” Dean cleared his throat “I uhm came to see (Y/n). Brought her some flowers and uh-” he tried to say more but really found himself unable to form more words. Unable to explain himself. How could he explain why he, your teacher, had come to your house; showing so much care about your well-being and bringing you flowers as if he was your boyfriend- he really wished he could be that.

“Of course” your mother said suddenly and Dean frowned. He was starting to think that she had realized something, but he could never be sure. Even if she knew his feelings for you it would still be too much for her to act so casually. Dean was your teacher after all.

“Follow me” she said with a small smile and Dean did as told.

“This is her room, now if you please excuse me I have a pie to finish. I remember that you used to like pie when you were young. You still do?” she asked him and Dean smiled.

“Yeah” he said with a slight frown. Was she really just going to leave him alone with you that easily?

“Very well then, you’re staying for dinner!” she said warmly.

“No, really I don’t mean to bother I-” he started talking but she cut him off.

“Nonsense. You are no bother, Dean. You are family” she said putting a hand on his shoulder “Now if you’ll excuse me, that pie is not going to be baked by itself” she chuckled and after a final smile left Dean and walked downstairs.

Dean smiled after she left, thinking of how much she was like his mother. No wonder they were best friends.

He shook his head, dismissing any thoughts, and turned to look at your door. He knocked softly and waited impatiently.

“It’s open!” your voice was heard from inside and had never felt more happy in his life. Hearing your voice sounded like hearing angels sing.

He put his hand on the door-handle and slowly opened the door. He was greeted by your figure, back turned to him as you were searching through your bookshelves.

He closed the door behind him, his eyes never leaving your figure. A smile was plastered on his face at seeing you this well. Healthy. And above all alive.

“What is it mom?” you asked, back still turned to him. Clearly thinking it was your mother. You got no answer though, so you decided to turn. Only to be met by green eyes looking back at you with happiness and… love?

“Dean” you whispered in disbelief, the book you had picked fell from your hands.

You winced as it hit your foot and you bent to pick it. Only for your hand to touch not only the book but Dean’s hand. He had rushed to help you. Of course.

You looked up from your hands to his eyes only to realize that you were just a few inches apart. You stared at him eyes a little bit wide, your cheeks burning hot. While a small smile played on Dean’s lips.

You were lost for a few seconds but then broke your gaze. You averted your eyes from his and clearing your throat you took the book from his hand and turned to place it on your desk.

“Hey” he whispered in a rough voice.

You didn’t say anything, feeling too awkward to talk, so he did that instead of you “Oh I’m fine, thanks for asking. What about you?” he said chuckling, trying to lighten the mood.

“Sorry” you mumbled, turning to him but looking down at your hands.

“It’s ok” Dean said smiling “Here, these are for you” he said handing you the flowers.

You took them from his hands and stared at them in awe. You looked back at Dean “How did you-”

“Meredith told me they’re your favorite” he cut you off.

“Oh” you nodded “Thanks” you said in a low voice.

“No problem” he said putting his hands in his pockets.

You put the flowers on your desk and turned to look at Dean. Silence surrounded you, awkward and surely intense.

“Dean-” - “(Y/n)-” you both said at the same time but stopped mid sentence.

You giggled and Dean chuckled. You motioned for him to go on but he shook his head.

“No, please go on” you said softly and looked up at his eyes.

He paused for a while, looking at you with a soft gaze until he decided to speak “Oh (Y/n)” he breathed out bringing a hand up to cup your cheek.

You looked at it and then back at him. It seemed as if he was not thinking of what he was doing. Just acting upon what he felt.

“You have no idea how happy I am that you are finally here” he rubbed his thumb on your cheek “Alive” he added in a whisper.

He bit his lip to keep the tears in. The tears that formed in the memory of everything that had happened a week ago.

You stared at him blankly for a while and Dean felt his heart pound in his chest.

A smile slowly appeared on your face and you closed your eyes. You brought a hand up and held his hand that was cupping your cheek, leaning into it.

You opened your eyes and looked up at him with a soft gaze “Me too”

Silence followed once again but this time a felt ten times better. It was comfortable and you could stay forever like this. Just gazing into each other’s eyes.

Before you could realize it Dean had started to lean in and was no just mere inches away from your face. Just as his lips were about to touch yours , though, you turned your head away and they instead brushed by your cheek.

Dean’s eyes widened and he immediately backed away “Oh I uh- I’m sorry, I thought you- I- shit” he cursed under his breath and quickly pulled his hand away from your cheek; taking a few steps back, eyes glued to the floor.

“What?” you whispered “Oh no, no Dean, no” you said urgently grabbing his hand that was previously cupping your cheek.

He quickly looked up at you, hope filling his eyes.

“I would never deny that of you. Damn, no. Never.” you ended up whispering, cupping his cheek with your other hand. His eyes never left yours.

“It’s just- ” you started speaking again “-my mother’s downstairs and I- I need to bring it out to the smoothly” you said softly.

A few minutes of silence followed till Dean finally grasped what you were saying “Wh-what?” he asked.

You smiled softly but instead of saying anything you just motioned for him to come closer “Come.” you said and he obeyed like a puppy.

He didn’t do or say anything, just let you remove his jacket. Watching you with curious eyes.

“Let’s seat” you mumbled softly after putting his jacket on your chair and taking his hand.

He followed closely behind and sat on your bed next to you. Your hands never leaving his.

“I uh- talked with Caroline. Before the accident, I mean. I uh- After- after the kiss that night I was really lost. I didn’t know what to do. What was right and what was wrong. That’s why I run away that night. And that’s why I didn’t come to school that week. I needed time to think. About the kiss. About what I wanted. What I should do. What you wanted. If you wanted-” you started speaking but Dean suddenly cut you off.

“I did.” he stated firmly “I did want it. Because I did want you. I still do. Look (Y/n)-” he let out a sigh, holding your hands tightly in his “-I meant everything I said and did that night. And, honestly, I would repeat it a thousand times, no matter what. Because I want it. I want you. Damn it, when Sam told me you were in a coma I felt my whole world crumble down. I-I couldn’t breath. I couldn’t speak. Hell, I couldn’t feel my heart beating that moment. And when I saw you- Damn, when I saw your almost lifeless body lying on that hospital bed I-I almost lost it. I couldn’t- I couldn’t take it (Y/n). I just couldn’t. And I realized- I realized that I didn’t care anymore. I didn’t care if I was your teacher. I didn’t care if I was older than you and everyone would be against it. I didn’t care even if I lost my job because- Because all I actually cared about is you. Damn it (Y/n), when we were apart I-I just…” he let out a frustrated sigh, putting his face in his hands.

“Dean…” you said in a low soft voice; putting a hand on his shoulder.

“Damn it (Y/n)! I can’t live without you!” he all-but-shouted, quickly getting up “When your heart stopped beating I-I could swear I didn’t breath. I almost lost you, (Y/n), for good and I-I can’t bear the thought of it. I can’t bear thinking that there was and still is a chance that I would lose you that-” he took in a shaky breath and turned his back to you, putting his hands behind his head.

He chuckled bitterly “This probably sounds the cheesiest thing I have ever said but-” he swallowed the lump in his throat.

“It’s not” you mumbled.

“I just- Just please give me a chance. I uh- I- damn” he gritted his teeth, running a hand down his face. He closed his eyes and clenched his fists.

“Dean” you said with a soft smile, getting up and put a hand over his.

He let you take them off his face and he slowly opened his eyes to look into yours. Silence followed for a while. But that was only what it took for Dean to know for sure that-

“I love you” he mumbled and your eyes widened.

“I love you. I am in love with you and I-” he started saying but you cut him off.

“I love you too” you whispered, a soft smile on your lips; eyes glistening with tears.

Dean’s eyes widened now and a huge smile broke on his face. But before he could say anything you closed the distance between you, crashing your lips to his. You kissed him with all your love and passion just as he did. Your hands went around his neck and his around your waist, trying to bring you as close as possible. The need for air was too much for you to bear so you both pulled away.

Dean closed his eyes and rested his forehead against yours. A smile rested on his lips and you found yourself smiling widely at seeing the peace and happiness written all over Dean’s face. Silence followed but it was soon broken by Dean.

His eyes snapped open and he looked at you a suspicious look. “Wait-” he said “-you had this all planed since the beginning, didn’t ya?” he asked with a playful look.

You giggled slightly and looked around you “Maybe…” you trailed off and he groaned.

“You, woman, will be the death of me!” he said and attacked your lips. You smiled through the kiss. He pulled away just slightly and started kissing your neck.

You giggled as he bit playfully at your neck. Maybe not the reaction he was expecting. He groaned and you tried to shush him.

“When were you going to tell me?” he asked.

“When was I going to tell you that I wanted to be with you either way?” you asked and he nodded.

“Well, I was going to but then you started saying all these ‘cheesy’-” you made air quotes “-staff and I just found myself unable to stop you. You were so cute. A total softy” you said with a giggle and he rolled his eyes.

“Just promise you won’t tell anybody. Especially Sam” he pleaded and you giggled.

“Sure thing” you pecked his lips “Alpha” you added and his eyes snapped to you.

He frowned and tilted his head slightly “What…?” he only managed to ask before you started speaking.

“When I was in the hospital-” you let out a sigh “-I don’t really know how to describe it but- there was this time when I heard a voice. I was surrounded by darkness, couldn’t see or feel anything. I was completely alone, fore sure but then- then there was this voice. Talking to me. I couldn’t understand a single thing. Everything sounded muffled and didn’t make sense but I was sure- I was sure I had heard this voice before. I struggled to focus and when I did, I understood everything. I would have laughed at the irony of it. How could I not recognize the voice that I wanted to hear more than anything whenever I was at school. The voice that every time would sent shivers down my spine. That every time would give me the chills. The voice that I had grown to love… Because it belonged to the man that I loved.” you rested your forehead against his; closing your eyes for a split second.

“And then-” you opened your eyes to look at Dean “-I could hear. Words. Phrases. You. You saying that my Alpha demanded me to fight. My Alpha… you…” you shook your head with a small laugh “Everything made sense after that. Everything. I sat and thought about everything and it all made sense. But… Why Dean? Why didn’t you tell me from the beginning? This could have been so much easier. So so much easier. Why didn’t you tell me that you were my mate?” you asked in a low and soft voice.

“I- I didn’t want you to feel objected to- objected to love me. I wanted you to actually have feelings for me like I did. Didn’t want you to feel like you needed to love me because we were mates. I wanted you to… just like I did.” he said apologetically and you found yourself smiling at him.

“For a person that has managed to get into university and be a licensed teacher you are pretty stupid, Winchester” you giggled and he chuckled.

You both leaned in and kissed each other softly. Silence followed, save for the small sounds you two made until-

-it was broken by a door opening. The door of your bedroom.

Your eyes snapped open once you realized what was actually happening.

Dean’s eyes opened too and he looked at you frowning but soon realized that something was wrong till he followed your gaze and his eyes locked with what yours had.

Your parents standing at the doorway.

Your mother had almost no emotion on her face although a smile seemed to from on her lips. Your father on the other hand had a completely blank expression. His face stoic and you feared what was to come.

“Dad…” you whispered “Please let me explain. This is not-” you started saying, breaking free from Dean’s arms and making your way towards your father.

Kieran raised a hand and stopped you. You swallowed the lump in your throat and looked at him with wide eyes.

“You-” he pointed a finger at Dean.

“-Better take good care of my little girl or else I’m going to hunt you down your Alpha ass with the help of your own father!” he said and both you and Dean frowned.

“What-?” Dean didn’t manage to say more before he was enveloped into bone-crashing hug by your father.

Your eyes widened and you opened your mouth to speak but your mother cut you off.

“Told you so” she referred to your father.

He pulled away from Dean and rolled his eyes “Of course you did” he mumbled and turned to look back at Dean.

He put his hands on Dean’s shoulders and smiled at him warmly “Couldn’t think of a better Alpha for my little daughter. Thank you Dean” he said and Dean found himself smiling too.

“You don’t have to thank me about anything, Kieran. You know I will take care of her no matter what” he said and your father nodded approvingly.

He clapped Dean on the shoulder and mumbled a “I know”.

“Come on, let’s leave them alone. Dinner is going to be ready in a while” your mother said and made her way out of your room, your father following closely behind. He closed the door behind him.

“Did he just…?” you trailed off unable to believe what was happening.

“Approve of us together” Dean said with an equally stunned look.

You both looked at each other for a while until smiles spread on both your faces “He did!” you exclaimed with a laugh and run towards Dean. You jumped onto him but he was not fast enough to catch you so you both fell on the floor with a loud thud.

You giggled and Dean groaned for a little, chuckling shorty afterwards. He gave a soft moan when you kissed him though and you giggled more.

“Take is easy you in there!” your father’s voice was heard and you pulled away looking behind you for a split second.

You then turned to look at Dean and you both laughed.

“I love you, Dean” you whispered, resting your forehead against each other’s.

“I love you too…” he mumbled softly

“… My beautiful Omega

The End


alright y’all get ready it’s motherfucking Spica Time 

Originally posted by rightclick5ave

I’m so happy they finally had a comeback after two whole years and Imma make sure they get the love and attention they deserve so I’m compiling a huuuuge list of links for them because they’re my queens and I have absolutely no problem with watching and finding videos of them because honestly they’re hilarious as fuck and so real. 

Trust me when I say you won’t regret getting into them. Their concepts are bomb as fuck and their voices. Everyone acknowledges their singing as one of the best in kpop. They’re so gorgeous and funny and down to earth and they deserve so much better so please give them a chance you’ll definitely fall in love. 

I will try to update this often as I know that there are way more videos I didn’t link. If you want me to add anything please send/submit me the link!

Music Videos (in order from debut to most recent)

Dance Practices


Variety Shows

Interviews (these aren’t in any order and I’m sure there’s many more)

Sam Drake x Reader

Originally posted by rikkisixx

For Anonymous

Prompt: It’s a year after the events of Uncharted 4, and you have some news for Sam.


Last year, you and your best friend, Nathan Drake reunited for one last adventure with his brother Sam. Not only did you find Avery’s treasure but you and Sam reunited and have planned to marry in the next 6 months. You couldn’t be happier. But something have been bothering you for days. You’ve missed a period and have puked every morning for three days. You knew what it was but you weren’t certain, so you enlisted the help of Nathan’s wife, Elena.

You and Elena sat in hers and Nathan’s beach house as Nathan was finishing off some paperwork. You needed her support.

“So what’s the problem?” Elena asked you, handing you a cup of coffee before sitting down next to you on the couch. “Not wedding jitters is it? Cause it’s fine if you do, I did. Happens to every bride.”

“It’s not wedding jitters, Elena. I’m so excited to marry Sam but, something may have happened and I don’t know how Sam will react if it is what I think it is.” You started to talk, swirling your coffee a little before drinking some. Elena’s eyes widened and looked at your belly.

“Oh my god, are you pregnant?” She asked.

“I don’t know. I haven’t taken a test yet. All I know is that I missed a period and I’ve been sick the last three mornings. Sam is still away with Sully so I want to find out for sure before he gets back. Will you help me, Elena?” You asked with the sweetest eyes you can deliver.

“Of course I’ll help. Come on, stuff the coffee. Let’s get you to the store.” Elena placed yours and her coffee’s on the table in front of you and took you hand. She drove you to the closet store and bought a pregnancy test.

Soon you were back at Elena’s, both in the kitchen waiting for the test to come back. You paced up and down knowing it would be positive. How would you tell Sam? Would he like it? Would he hate it and call the wedding off? So many outcomes came into your head. But after everything you’ve been through with him and everything you’ve done, he loves you enough to want it.

“How long left?” You stopped pacing to ask. Elena glanced at her watch.

“30 seconds.” She said, making you tap your foot and bite your nails. “Alright, it’s time.” She finally said. She slowly picked up the test and handed it to you, face down so you couldn’t see the result.

You took a deep breath and turned it over. “Oh my god.” You put your hand over your mouth, tears appearing in your eyes.

“What is it?” Elena moved round to your side of the kitchen island and hoped it was positive.

“It’s positive.” You finally said, looking up at Elena. “I’m pregnant.” You smiled. Elena cheered and brought you into a hug. Like Elena, you were happy that you and Sam were going to be parents.

“Oh my god, I’m so happy for you. Sam is going to be so excited.” She jumped up and down excitedly. “I’m going to be an Auntie!” You brought Elena into another hug before you heard the front door open.

“What’s with all the hugging?” You turned and saw Nate. Elena looked at you, asking if she could tell him. You nodded allowing her.

“Y/N’s pregnant.” Nate’s eyes went wide.

“Seriously?” He asked.

“Yeah. You’re gunna be Uncle Nate.” You sang, poking fun at your best friend.

“Jokes on you, I’m going to be the best Uncle this kid will ever have. Come her shortie.” Nate pulled you into a hug making you laugh. “Congrats. You told Sam?”

“Not yet. I’m gunna go home now and tell him.” You pulled away from Nate.

“Awesome. Well go, tell him. He his gunna be so happy.” Nate sent you a smile.

“I hope he will be.” You said before waving goodbye to the duo. You got in your car and drove home. And by the fact Sam’s car was in the driveway, he was home. Great, it’s now or never.

You entered the house to the smell of something being cooked.

“Sam?” You shouted closing the front door behind you. “You cooking?” You walked to the kitchen to see your future husband standing watch over the oven.

“Hey honey. I wanted to surprise you with a nice meal after me leaving you for Victor, so voila.” He picked up a pizza box from the counter and showed it to you. “Frozen pizza’s. The most romantic meal since the Chinese takeaway.” You laughed at how much you did eat frozen and takeaway meals. You and Sam couldn’t cook to save your life, which kind of made it easier and gave you and Sam more time for fun instead of cooking. “You okay?” Sam asked, seeing how something was bothering you.

“Yeah. Uh, Sam I need to talk to you about something.” You asked, making Sam worried as yo what you wanted to talk about.

“Sure.” Sam lead you to the kitchen table, worry etched into his voice. Were you leaving him? He always thought you were too good for him.

“Something’s happened, Sam. I didn’t really visit Chloe. I went to see Elena. I needed her help. And she gave me it. I hope you like Disney films, you’ll be watching a lot of em.” You told him with no interruptions. You took out your pregnancy test and placed it face down on the table. Sam slowly pulled it towards him and turned it so he could see. He almost dropped the test seeing the result.

“You’re pregnant?” He asked looking at you.

“Yeah.” You smiled. But your heart broke as Sam got up and left the room. Shit. He didn’t want this. You were so stupid to think he would.

“I’M GOING TO BE A FATHER!” You jumped, hearing Sam shout as he came back in the room with a party popper. “WOO!” He cheered dancing on the spot. “Go Sam. You got a girl pregnant. Go me! You got your wife pregnant. ” You realised what he just done. He joked with you.

“You arsehole! You made me think you didn’t want this.” You shouted standing up from your seat.

“Why wouldn’t I want it?” He stopped dancing to talk to you. “Y/N I have been waiting so long to just be with you. And now I’m marrying you and having a kid with you? I could not want this more.” He reassured you. “I love you forever, and I’m going to love our kid. And yes I love Disney films so we’re good on that front.” He joked making you laugh. “I love you shortie.”

“I love you too, Gandalf.” You joked back making Sam lean down to kiss you. He put his arms around you and lifted you off the ground. You laughed and carried on kissing him. You and the man of your dreams were going to become parents. It excited you but scared you. What if you weren’t a good mother? You’d just have to find out in 9 months.


Part 2 maybe with the first few years of the kid’s life? Tell me if you want it and I’ll do it. Sam having a kid makes me smile. He’d be a great dad.

anonymous asked:

Guys from EITM have a loud sex with mc so the whole house can hear them...

“Mnmm..Aghh…Mnmm…Not so fast…Aghh..” You gasping out loud and dug your nails to the back of your man.

“Are you sure? Mnmm…Aghh…You were asking me…Aghh… to go faster earlier…Mnmm” You guy moaned, as he thrust even faster below while groping your breasts.

You are supposed to be in the room reading a book, but now you are underneath your guy and both of you are over each other. Both of you continue making love until you eventually pass up in his arms.

The next morning at the dining room, everyone is staring at both of you and you got a bad feeling about it.

“This idiot fox really not embarrass.” Shinra blushed.

“I just surprise that they are still able to make it in time for breakfast.” Chikage said nonchalantly, while slipping his tea.

“Their sex scent is still pretty strong.” Kyoga teased.

“They are so in love.” Yukinojo blinked at you.

“Let not talk about this during breakfast.” Samon blushed.

You totally know what they are talking about. You totally lost yourself with Miyabi last night. They totally heard it and you feel like going back to your room but Miyabi put his hand around your shoulder.

“I will never have enough when it comes to her. I could go on further but she passed out after 4 rounds.” Miyabi declared proudly, totally not feeling shy at all. You hit his chest to ask him to stop but he simple goes on and on.

“I never know Chikage can be so wild.” Miyabi teased.

“I still can’t believe that Chikage.” Shinra blushed.

“Love to can change someone.” Yukinojo smiled at both of you.

“So how many rounds did you guys go?” Kyoga asked teasingly.

“Should we start eating?” Samon blushed and tried to change the topic.

You are so flustered that you feel like skipping breakfast. You can feel your face burning hot.

“Aren’t you guys a bit noisy in the morning.” Chikage said while slipping his tea. You thought he is calm but on a closer look, you can see his face is turning red.

“They are so in love.” Kyoga laughed and pats Shinra’s back.

“Are we still eating breakfast?” Samon blushed.

“More importantly is to tease our Oni. He is finally acts more like a man.” Miyabi teased.

“What are you say?” Shinra rebuked with his face turn red. Then their argument continues.

“Here we go again.” Chikage sighed.

“Please lower down the volume.” Yukinojo smiled and the room turns colder.

You can feel your face burning hot with embarrassment even though the room is cold. How you wish you could crawl back into your room.

“He does not even seem tired at all.” Shinra blushed, as he commented.

“He is a wolf after all.” Chikage smiled.

“I don’t even recall last night is a full moon.” Yukinojo commented.

“I bet it full moon to him every night when it comes to _____.” Miyabi teased.

“Of course I can’t resist her scent. She smells so seductive last night.” Kyoga laughed and wraps his arms around you, while you tried to push him away. You face totally went red with all these comments.

“I don’t understand why you need to discuss this over breakfast.” Samon blushed, as he listens.

“I can’t sleep well last night.” Shinra complains.

“Me neither.” Chikage added as well.

“HahaI Sleepless because of the noise or from the coldness in the room?” Miyabi teased.

“They must be so passionate that Yukinoko release his power unintentionally.” Kyoga laughed.

You wanted to hide in your room from the embarrassment. Yukinojo grabs hold of you before you can leave and buried your face in his chest.

“I believe you guys don’t mind having a frozen breakfast.” Yukinojo smiled coldly.

“Guys, please stop and eat your breakfast now.” Samon said worryingly.

“I never expect that fellow is so passionate.” Chikage commented, as he slips his tea.

“Yup, plus it the first time he stay over over.” Shinra blushed.

“That prove how strong Ryu clan is.” Yukinojo smiled at you.

“I can even go much longer than him.” Miyabi grumbled.

“Oh I wanted more but she fainted after… I lost counts how many rounds we did. Anyway, now you guys know that I am the only one that can give her pleasure.” Kiryu said proudly.

Your face turns red as tomatoes and wanted to just skip breakfast.

“Let be considerate for the only lady here.” Samon blushed and end the conversation.

rpbattleman  asked:

I realized this was a possibility so Naegi!Kamakura meeting Hajime Hinata after he declined the Kamakura Program.

A/N the much awaited meeting between these two IFs and the unexpected consequence of it in the bonus

Naegi!Kamukura AU: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7

Another Hopeful Encounter - naegi!kamukura meets hinata

They weren’t supposed to meet.

Under almost all circumstances, the chances of their paths crossing were against them. And yet, against all odds, here they were inside Hope’s Peak Academy grounds and they were just about to unknowingly pass by each other. Hinata was on his way home, his schedule running just a bit late since he met up with a friend before this. Kamukura was on his way back to his classroom since he had left behind something that slipped passed his mind.

The two were on different paths and yet their paths would merge eventually.

Time stopped at the moment Kamukura passed by Hinata. His eyes chanced a sideway glanced him, and although he already knew that he was just another ordinary student, he couldn’t help but stare at him. There was something about him that made him pause and it although it was only for a fraction of a second, that was enough for his mind to work. In the next moment, his eyes widened slightly at the results of his analysis.

This was no ordinary person. At least not in another route. This was the person who would have become Izuru Kamukura instead of him. However, unlike Naegi, Hinata wasn’t so lucky. He would have had his whole personality erased. Even worse, there was a possibility of the world falling into despair in this alternate path. And although there was still the possibility of hope in that future, it was also paved with much pain and sacrifice. Naegi almost had to blink back the tears from seeing so much despair.

This was not that path. In this route, Naegi was Kamukura and Hinata was still a reserve course student. This should have been enough to steer him away from the path of despair however, Kamukura wanted to go beyond that. Despite the despair he saw in Hinata, he had also seen the hope inside him. The hope still sleeping inside him now. He knew that Hinata could become so much more even without the Kamukura project. It’s now only a matter of letting Hinata acknowledge that too.

And so time continued in the next moment as if it had not been frozen at all.

Kamukura was not about to let him pass him by. “Um, excuse me?” He turned and tapped him lightly by the shoulder.

Hinata’s shoulders jumped slightly, surprised from being suddenly called out by a stranger. “Uh, how can I help you?” He asked with uncertainty.

“I know this sounds weird but…” He trailed and he knew that this was an outrageous question but he wanted to ask it anyways. “Will you please be friends with me?” He asked in all sincerity and he hoped that it showed.

Hinata raised an eyebrow at him in skepticism. “I don’t even know you.”

“I know. To be honest, I don’t know even know you either.” He chuckled and rubbed the back of his head sheepishly. “That’s why I want to be friends with you. I want to get to know you.”

Hinata was about to say something but changed his mind as soon as he noticed Kamukura’s uniform.

“Are all main course students this weird?” Hinata didn’t mean for it to come out bitter but it did. It sounded like it was poison on his lips. He looked away and continued despondently, “I don’t know what your talent is or what you saw in me but you should ask someone else. I’m a common, boring, average and without talent person. There’re so many more talented than me out there. Me? I’m just a nobody.”

“You’ve got that wrong!” Kamukura firmly objected. His voice was steady and though it carried a presence, it wasn’t overbearing. “You’re not a nobody. You’re a person. A unique person with a wonderful personality. You shouldn’t compare yourself with others on talent alone. You should know better that there’s more to life than talent.”

“…!” The last sentence seemed to have struck a chord as Hinata’s jaw snapped shut. He gritted his teeth and for a moment, Kamukura was worried that he might have angered him instead. However, Hinata started shaking and not long after, he was chuckling. “I can’t believe you’re going so far for a stranger like me. You guys have too much free time.” He punctuated with a carefree laugh.

Kamukura laughed with him too. “Well you’re not wrong there.” He paused and stopped himself from fidgeting out of nervous habit as he then asked him again, “So does that mean…”

“It’s kind of hard to befriend someone I don’t know.” Hinata smirked at him expectantly.

Kamukura blinked. Oh. It’s only then that he realized that he never did properly introduce himself. He made a mental note to workshop on his introductions later. He raised a hand towards him. “My name’s Izuru Kamukura and I would like to be your friend.”

Hinata accepted his offer and shook hands with him. “I’m Hajime Hinata. It’s nice to meet you.”

They weren’t supposed to meet but in a future that’s uncertain, where hope and despair is mixed, their paths eventually crossed. And this was just the first of their many hopeful encounters.


Prelude to A Different Hope Cultivation Plan

Kamukura faced forward with a misleading air of confidence.

In truth, he was a nervous wreck on the inside. He had just gotten better at hiding it. He needed to show that he had confidence in his plan and he did. Presenting it however was another thing. Despite having the talent for it, that didn’t make him any less nervous than when he didn’t. It was just in his nature to worry. But he would never let that hold him back. He knew he had to get this approval. With this, things wouldn’t just be okay, it would get better.

Hinata deserved better.

“Can hope inspire hope in a hopeless person?” He dropped the question and let it hang in the air before continuing, “In layman’s terms, take one untalented person, surround that person with talented people, and see if there’s a positive effect on the subject.”

“Just what is the point of this?” A board member asked with an unimpressed scowl.

Kamukura didn’t let it faze him as he explained, “If someone without talent somehow acquires their own talent then they wouldn’t that be worth calling SHSL Hope?”

“Blasphemy! A common untalented person becoming Hope? I insist that you must be joking.” Another board member commented snidely.

“It’s not a joke, I assure you. This is a proposition.” He calmly answered with a smile. “They will become a symbol for the untalented people. That person will inspire hope within the hearts of the masses.”

“Who cares about the masses? They’re beneath talented people anyways and they can never hope to achieve what those with talent can do.” One of the board members scoffed. “Besides, we already have you. We don’t need another SHSL Hope.”

And there it was. The true hurdle that needed to be overcome.

“You’ve got that wrong.” He ominously dropped.

There was a sudden tension in the air and everyone but Kamukura had broken into cold sweat.

“Hey! What is the meaning of this? Explain yourself!” One of them demanded as they pounded their fist on the table.

Kamukura just calmly smiled at them and proclaimed, “You don’t own me.”

The whole table paled at his declaration.

One of them tried to channel his confusion into anger as he raised his voice, “Your words hardly hold water! You signed a contract! You belong to this institution!”

“Ah, but that was a legal binding contract. And we all know that all laws have loopholes.” He easily refuted in a calm and perhaps even a chipper tone. “Besides, even if you try to bring it into court, would you really want to do that? After all, this ‘surgery’ is a bit questionable and we don’t want any unwanted media attention, right?” He smiled wider.

The room fell silent afterwards as he let them come to their own conclusion.

Kamukura knew he had the upper hand in this. He felt bad that he had to resort to blackmail but he reasoned that he did technically have the right to this. If this could have been resolved through just peaceful negotiation then he would have done that instead. But it was unlikely for the school to start another Hope Cultivation Plan at least not so soon and not in the way that he wanted.

When Kamukura had met Hinata, he had not just seen his alternate future, he had also seen the other possible futures in their timeline. Makoto Naegi was the first to become Izuru Kamukura but he wasn’t going to be the last. With his success, they’d just try and recreate another. And that’s how this world would spiral into despair. Not everyone would be lucky enough to keep their personalities and without something to hold on, it would be easy for them to fall into despair.

That’s why he needed to turn everything around. He needed to change the way the board thought and to do that he needed to convince them. He needed undeniable evidence and irrefutable results. He needed a game changer. He already knew what he needed.

He clapped his hands and smiled widely as he declared, “I have a proposal.”

A Different Hope Cultivation Plan.

Okay, so, a fic where after Atlantis lands on Earth, the brass eventually decides that they’re sending them back to Pegasus because they need to be there for the Wraith.

Anyways, since they know they have an entire city to use, instead of being limited to whatever they can carry on their backs this time, since Atlantis is their HOME, they encourage everyone to just go out and buy whatever the fuck they want, or get whatever they didn’t take this time around (except animals, since I’m sure they’ve got a restriction on introducing foreign fauna to another galaxy) and just stockpile whatever the fuck they want in their rooms.

I’m like, picturing some people going out and buying boxes upon boxes of chocolate bars for trading with people, coffee, that one crazy lady who buys so much yarn the store they bought it from can retire on that alone (this one would be me if I was there, SO much yarn) and the odd person or two that buys out an entire sex toy shop so they can use that for the more interesting side of the Atlantis barter system later on.

John would probably buy a giant freezer and fill it up with frozen pizzas, and half a sporting goods store (he’s starting a sports itinerary for his marines, because you don’t know true bullshit until you’ve seen a bored marine, and he intends to keep them busy this time.) Also, he really wants to surf, and he doesn’t have good enough equipment right now.

Rodney is one of the ones that stock piles chocolate and coffee beans. He fully intends not to barter with them, because those are his. Also, probably a million and a half boxes of snack bars and such.

Teyla, if she ends up in on this one, would buy childrens toys, because she finds them interesting, and she wants Torren to not be bored. Bored babies are also a bad idea.

Ronan buys food, which lasts less than a month, and then gets really sad that he didn’t get more.

Evan Lorne stockpiles art supplies like it’s going out of fashion. He also plans not to barter with any of them unless under extreme need.

Shoes. Someone just goes out and buys shoes in every size and type they can and fully plans on starting a buying or renting system with them.

Everyone just goes out and buys the weirdest things, and the brass is so done with their shit, because everyone had to file a report on what they got, and after reading about the THIRD person that bought out a sex toy shop, they are so fucking done.