idk why people are doing it but i'll do it too

Vader: [text] ok kenobi wtf r u losers up to this time????????
Obi-Wan: Good morning to you too, Anakin. 
Vader: ur best buddy bail fucking organa and his stupid friends and that SMARTMOUTH DAUGHTER OF HIS are up to SOMETHING and now i have to go to fucking SCARIF OK do u even KNOW how much i hate it there 
Vader: i am not going anywhere NEAR the beach that is for DAMN sure
Obi-Wan: Wait…what’s happening??! 
Vader: i WAS gonna get in a bacta soak 
Vader: u know because MY BODY IS BROKEN U TELL ME WHY
Vader: but NOW i have to go haul my ass allllll the way over there instead
Obi-Wan: Anakin, please: WHO is on Scarif and why???
Vader: idk a bunch of rebel randoms r trying to steal some shit and now it’s a ~whole big thing~ LIKE I NEEDED THIS TODAY

Vader: aggggggggggggggghhhh FML 
Obi-Wan: What happened???????????
Vader: FFS where do i even start
Vader: fucking krennic
Vader: i knew i should have choked that guy to death when i had the chance 
Vader: I TOLD sheev we should have cut this stupid project from the budget years ago and bought a foosball table for my room instead
Vader: im so cold and tired and this job is so BORING no one is even hard to fight anymore like ffs give me a CHALLENGE for once its been YEARS
Obi-Wan: Anakin: WHAT HAPPENED????!!!! Who did you kill??
Vader: y r u so concerned about my day
Vader: usually ur all ‘shut up anakin i don’t wanna hear about all the murdering u did im obiwan and im the perrrrfect jedi i only murder people SOMETIMES’
Obi-Wan: 🙄 Well maybe I’m taking an interest in your life. 
Vader:  😉 nice try babe.
Obi-Wan: Very well. Maybe I’ll see you soon enough. You never know. 
Vader: k see ya 😘
Vader: wait what
Vader: obiwan
Vader: obiwan???????

(For @yuneyn and her love of both Rogue One and Texting Vader.) ;)  

Breaking Down

Request: I love your stories so much! If it is no trouble I was wondering if you could write a newtxreader where the reader feels like she has been a burden to Newt and it gets to the point when she leaves when he isn’t noticing? And then he comes to find her? Really angsty please? Thanks! 

Word Count: 2,106

Pairing: Newt x Reader

Requested by Anonymous

Requests are currently open! Feel free to send one in

The pot clatters to the ground, breaking open and sending black dirt rolling across the floor. Newt cranes his head around from where he’s working. He watches the shrivelfig bounce across the ground and ricochet off his boot.

Wiping his hands on a towel, he leans down and lifts it. “Efficient.”

You return his grin with your own half-hearted smile as you turn to grab a broom.

Newt notices your insincerity. “You okay, love?”

Your back to Newt, you nod. “Fine.”

He focuses back on the potion in front of him. “You sure?”

“Positive,” you murmur. Guilt tugs at you. You don’t like lying to Newt, but this isn’t his problem.

You go to sweep up the spilled dirt, but before you can even touch a grain of it with the broom, it starts spinning around. The pieces of the pot reassemble themselves, and the dirt shoots back into the mended pot. Newt doesn’t need to look at you for you to know he’s smiling.

“No need for the broom, love, I’ve got it.”

You stare at the clean ground, unmoving. Of course you’d mess up and break something Newt needed. Of course he’d need to clean up after you.

“Everything okay?” The nonchalant question comes from over his shoulder as he stirs the mixture.

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What went down in The Pharaoh
  • Ladybug: *is swinging*
  • Alya: and we're live on the Ladyblog, we can see that Ladybug is swinging
  • Ladybug: oh god she's doing this s**t again
  • Ladybug: *throws textbook at Alya*
  • Ladybug: that's what you get, Alya!
  • Marinette: well that was fun!
  • Tikki: this is not a good use of your powers
  • Marinette: say, do you wanna tell me about some history
  • Tikki: sure! I'm more than 5000 years old, and once I helped stop a pharaoh from resurrecting his dead wife
  • Marinette: cool! and you're just telling me that outright rather than forcing me to drag Alya to the Louvre in a series of cryptic riddles?
  • Tikki: why would I do that? it sounds unnecessary
  • Marinette: true. anyway, all this talk of history made me want to go to the Louvre, so imma meet Alya there
  • Marinette and Alya: *meet at the Louvre*
  • Alya: so anyway, Ladybug threw this textbook at me, and imma figure out why
  • Marinette: maybe because you're always filming her?
  • Alya: why would she have a problem with that?
  • Marinette: idk
  • Jalil: hey dad so what if I make a bunch of zombie mummies and then resurrect this pharaoh's dead wife?
  • Mr. Kubdel: *smacks Jalil upside the head with a priceless artifact*
  • Jalil: well this sucks
  • Hawkmoth: here, I'll help you make it happen
  • Jalil: do you mean my proposed method actually works for resurrecting people, thereby suggesting that Egyptian gods exist, or do you mean you'll make a butterfly that has the same effect
  • Hawkmoth: idk, lemme check
  • Hawkmoth:
  • Hawkmoth: looks like that's just a thing that works, with or without an akuma
  • Jalil: if you can just resurrect people like that, why do you need Ladybug's and Chat Noir's Miraculouses?
  • Hawkmoth: ok time for you to transform now
  • Marinette: me too!
  • Pharaoh: I call upon the power of Sekhmet to make Ladybug get rekt
  • Chat Noir: *is there somehow*
  • Pharaoh: kk cool, I'm taking Alya
  • Ladybug: *throws textbook at Alya*
  • Alya: not helping!
  • People: *are milling about outside pyramid*
  • Pharaoh: hey guys you wanna be mummies
  • People: no
  • Pharaoh: I call upon the power of Anubis to pretend they said yes
  • Ladybug: Chat Noir, whatever you do, don't antagonize the mummies
  • Chat Noir: hey mummies, let's be antagonized
  • Pharaoh: you'll never guess the final stage of my plan, Ladybug
  • Ladybug: it's gonna be a sky beam
  • Ladybug: that's gonna shoot up from the top of the pyramid
  • Ladybug: and it's gonna go into a weird portal hole
  • Pharaoh: you've encountered this sort of thing before?
  • Ladybug: only in every blockbuster this decade
  • Pharaoh: *takes Alya to the top of the sky beam*
  • Chat Noir: and somehow, Ladybug did not anticipate that
  • Ladybug: lucky charm!
  • *costume happens*
  • Ladybug: ok Chat Noir, put on this costume and then he'll think you're me
  • Chat Noir: hey Pharaoh, I'm Ladybug, here's my Miraculous
  • Ladybug: aaaaaaaand GOTCHA!
  • Chat Noir: I am a master of disguise
  • Ladybug: *frees akuma*
  • Alya: well I guess we're done h—
  • Ladybug: *throws textbook at Alya*
Aria is A.D I'll fight you on it

I’m still keen on the Aria is A.D/uber A theory. It does add up.

My theory is that at some point, perhaps after Alison went missing, Aria had some kind of mental breakdown and was in Radley. Whether or not she actually went to Iceland I don’t know. It would be a fair cover for being in a mental institution. This would explain why Eddie Lamb recognised her when she volunteered at Radley. She did seem pretty surprised and uneasy when Eddie recognised her.

Also, another major point is the fact her medical files were missing but all the other girls’ files were still there. Then at the end we see A with Noel and Aria’s files. Why Aria? Unless she stole it herself or is working with Noel (unless he’s dead, I can’t remember lol). Even Ezra would do something like that. There’s obviously something worth seeing in it. What if it was records of a mental illness or her stay at Radley? I’m pretty sure the girls might have a few questions for her if that is the case.

I just wonder why they aren’t acting more suspicious towards Aria now. One, we still don’t have definite proof that Aria and Ezra didn’t kill Charlotte. Aria was the only one to say she wanted Charlotte to stay in Radley. Maybe she truly was scared and she killed her out of fear and anger. Aria does tend to have violent, explosive outbursts, sorta like Charlotte. It wouldn’t surprise me if she did kill her. Maybe she killed her because she wanted to take over the game.

Aria seems to be the most affected by what happened to them. Or that’s how the portray it at least. Maybe it’s all just a cover and Aria has been the real A since episode 1. Mona started it, but Aria and Mona have an interesting relationship. Mona did call Aria ‘big A’ in like season 1 or 2. If that’s not a dead giveaway then idk what is. They don’t seem to hate each other, it just feels like there’s something unspoken between them. There’s a lot of little looks and queues they make, and when they work together they are a pretty good team. Aria is the best liar of them all, she’s secretive and mysterious. All key traits a psychotic stalker/abuser would have. Mona even respects Aria in a way, like that time they were at the movies and Aria said something into Mona’s ear that made Mona cry. Mona said something akin to 'you know where to stick the knife and how to twist it’ meaning she didn’t just go for the kill, she doesn’t mind letting the victim suffer a bit too. To me this was a big moment. Not many people can get Mona to break with just a few words. Maybe we weren’t meant to hear it because it had something to do with the A game? That’s unlikely but just speculation.

What we do know is that Aria has massive potential for being a much darker character, all the prerequisites are there. I’m not psych but I am studying to become one, and I would be pretty concerned about Aria, even from season 1. She’s volatile, her moods change very quickly, she gets irritable and impatient easily, she’s destroyed other people’s property in her anger outbursts, she’s very paranoid and suspicious of people and in general, she looks in the mirror a lot which I used to do when I was going through derealisation and depersonalisation. It’s a strange feeling, but I suffer from anxiety, depression and bpd, and I know the signs of dissociation. Aria is the most likely suspect in my opinion. She dresses eccentric which could be from a lack of self image, some speculate that she has DID dissociative identity disorder formerly known as split personality or multiple personality disorder. This could be true, but I feel like at least her parents would notice her changes and get her some help. Who knows? After all it is just a TV show.

I feel like she has something similar but on a lesser scale. Severe anxiety can cause paranoid thinking and even hallucinations, but that would be at the point of psychosis. Psychosis can form as a result of trauma, which Aria has certainly experienced. Spencer had her thing with the meds, Emily and her drinking, Hannah and her drinking, what about Aria? Maybe her trauma manifests differently, in the form of mental illness. Mental illness cannot always be detected easily, and I mean by others who you spend time with. They won’t always notice and sometimes the sufferer will purposely hide it because they’re embarrassed or whatever. Aria could be aware of her illness and now she’s better at hiding it. All the evidence is against her. Guilty, I say. I say, you are A.


Pairing: Kagehina 
Show: Haikyuu!! 

Hinata hurts himself and Kageyama has some Feelings.

He’s never broken a bone before so he can’t be sure, but Hinata thinks that this is maybe what it would feel like.

It’s painful, sure, but it’s also kind of hot, and heavy, and just…big, too big for his skin, and it throbs along with the blood pumping in his ears and he thinks he might actually be dying, honestly.

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You don’t know who’s falling for you when you’re not looking.

even though i watched all the performances yesterday i just now thought about making a post talking about all the things i thought, so here.

- apparently the only 3 boy groups in korea are exo, bts and got7

- why do individuals do covers to group songs it just doesn’t come out well =/ all the fucking growl performances gdi

- why did moonbok do bts like ???????? i expected him to do a cover to a rapper or something like that, it just didn’t work (again, one guy doing a group song why) and honestly as someone who didn’t know him before produce and has seen so many people talking about him, i expected way more than that

- GOD BLESS TAKADA KENTA. honestly i’m so in love with this boy ;;;;;;;;;;; also i’m so happy with his song choice!!! I kinda expected him to cover teen top but i’m glad he didn’t because it wouldn’t have worked. and idk taemin fit him well and since he did a song in japanese he could focus on his singing and dancing instead of trying to learn the lyrics in korean, but since he still chose a kpop idol it worked perfectly!!! (also i have a friend who’s ult bias is taemin so i sent it to her and made her love him lmfao)

- the yuehua boys are the loves of my life i will sell my soul for each and every one of them!!!!

- also the mmo boys, rbw boys and brand new boys!!!

- god bless lee daehwi

- noh taehyun and ha sungwoon did the best performance, and you can fight me on that i don’t care. 

- half of the guys who got an f weren’t as bad as they made them out to be. lee seokyu (my babyyyyyy) was a really good dancer actually, they made it sound like he was really bad but he wasn’t… also yoo jisung… and there were more i can’t remember… oh the one from topp dogg i forgot his name oops but he did a really good performance as well and i heard he was in f so like ?????

- bless yul and sancheong they were so nervous i can kinda understand why their rank was low, they can do so much better than that ;;

- i’m still upset that mnet didn’t actually show like 80% of the performances especially the mmo and rbw boys because they were so great and like wtf

- i’m sure there was more i wanted to say but i forgot now so idk

i hope the show will get better now and that it was only bad because they had so many performances and couldn’t show all of them (though i think they could have showed more and only start the practice of pick me in ep 3 like i think it was with the girls right?)

reasons why seungkwan is a sweetheart
  • even if he’s part of the maknae line, you can see how much 17 members rely on him, always checking his reactions, and expect him to lead everything (and are usually lost if he’s not there)
  • if no one is saying anything during an interview, even if he’s not the MC he either leads the members or starts talking even if it’s nonsense to save the situation
  • he always tries his best to give good advices, and more than anything: always encourage people a lot
  • he’s able to get along with everyone, even new staff really quickly
  • he likes to make a lot of jokes, but he’s always careful of people’s reaction: if it looks like he said/did something that would make other unconfortable or hurt them he apologizes right away and try to make them feel better by saying nice things about them or gives them a hug
  • he just gives tons of hug to people who are pouting even a bit, or just tons of hugs in general
  • he’s just extremely polite and respectful: like on One Fine Day, when they were given something to eat after picking bossam in Cheongsando, he was the first one to go to other workers to feed them
  • after Mingyu used one the bossam to stop a fire, he apologized right away with a 90° bow to workers who gave them bossam
  • he’s careful of everyone like he tries to make everyone shine, and he keeps telling fun stories about members who don’t talk much
  • he protects his members of any situation where they could be embarrassed: when people ask Jihoon’s height, when Jeonghan accidently spat on the floor (and he moved quickly to hide it with his foot), or when Hoshi was asked if he changed the choregraphy this week too but he didn’t so Seungkwan immediately explained how Hoshi had so much work that it was impossible for him to do so
  • he’s careful of other members likes and dislikes, like when a member suggested to cook curry in a cooking program, he immediately said « no we have a member who doesn’t like curry » before Woozi even said that he disliked it
  • he’s extremely observant and can tell when seungcheol is lying, when woozi is embarassed and acting like he’s not, or really pretty much anything about the members
  • he’s interrested in foreign members’ culture a lot, like  he kept saying to Minghao how he wanted to try chinese food, until Minghao had enough and took him and Jun  to a chinese restaurant
  • and he’s always talking in english, and even try to communicate with foreign fans by using it
  • he didn’t show much of his japanese yet, but it seems pretty good since he’s one the of member who says the longest sentences in japanese
  • he’s very affectionate with everyone really and even more to fans: he greets them with the biggest smile on his face, hands waving really high in the sky, and he  just looks so happy and excited
  • when he leaves he either greets the fans the same way, or looks really extremely sadden to leave
  • he always tries his hardest to communicate with fans, no matter if they are foreigners or not, he has no problem trying to use their language, and start asking them questions about where they are from even if the situation doesn’t really permit them to talk
  • so whenever he’s in a situation where he can’t really talk (like when he was doing Sukira for exemple) he writes on a notebook things he wants to ask to fans (« are you excited for the comeback? », or after asking to a foreigner where she’s from: « NY? » to make sure), saying thank you to fans « thank you for congratulating me for my graduation♡  », talking about his feelings « i’m going to sing later, i’m so nervous », « i missed you »
  • he’s also one of the member who communicate the most withs fans on SNS
  • because of Pledis’ rules he sometimes has to refuse things like taking pictures, or giving people his signature, and he was said to look extremely sorry and apparently kept apologizing everytime it happened
  • he always show the same respect to sunbae groups, no matter if they are a popular or an unpopular group, he’s admiring all of them and keeps talking about how much he liked one of their song or enjoyed things they did in the past, etc
  • he’s like some kind of Jeju ambassador: never letting anymore makes fun of it, even if playing along with other people’s jokes would make it easier for him to fit
  • he has his own insecurities like his weight or his dancing skills (he used to be considered one of the worst dancer) and how he’s the one being scold the most during recording usually, but he never blames anyone joking about his weight, or people scolding him during dance practice, or  during recording. He just keeps working hard to diet, and improve in any area he’s not confident in
  • he makes sure the members don’t loose confidence in themselves, like when seokmin had to show a special talent on a show but reactions weren’t so good, he took his hand even if he was really far away from him to show support
  • he showers members with praises about anything related to their insecurities: like randomly talking about how happy he is that seungcheol is the leader, how much he likes mingyu’s skin color, or how fun joshua is and actually not a boring person at all…
  • when Jeonghan joined the group and was awkward with everyone, Seungkwan was the first one who tried getting close to him, by doing a lot of silly jokes, and it was never said but it looks like it took some time for Minghao to become close to the members, and Seungkwan also seems like one of the first who started looking out for him
  • he loves babies and kids so much and if seungkwan is usually the most professional of the group in any given situation, kids are an exception for him: he just stops talking about what he was supposed to talk about and keeps playing with the kid and talk no-stop about how cute he/she is, or even almost forget about the « no photo of people without their consent » rule, because they are so cute to him
  • he knows every members’ birthday
  • seungkwan always thought during his predebut days that he would be the least popular, and his biggest fear has always been not getting any attention at all, not being noticed
  • he was said to be a soft-heart boy since predebut: he cried more than Chan when his father came, also cried the hardest when samuel’s mother read a letter written for seventeen’s members, was the only one who cried when he read his letter for his mother on parent’s day, cried when doing a video message to his mother on 17project and couldn’t stop crying after seeing her, cried at the boys wish concert, cried when seventeen won their first rookie award, and got extremely emotional on his last day at Sukira with Ryeowook and the rest of the S-line, and on the One Fine Day when the 3 leaders read their letters
  • he also cares a lot about member’s feelings, like he was afraid for seokmin’s feelings when no judge talked about his singing in 17project (while seungkwan was praised), or when vernon said he felt sorry to seventeen about SMTM, he said later in an interview « He was talking about how he was sorry. What’s there to be sorry about~ right? » ©
  • he loves his mom so much and keeps talking about her no matter what; he even almost gave up on being an idol because he didn’t want to leave his mom in jeju
  • he gets anxious really easily, and sometimes he’s tired but since he’s the moodmaker and has pride on this title, he doesn’t want to let other people seeing his tired-side and try to gives energy to people as much as he can no matter what
  • i have so many things to say but i’ll stop there, so just remember that seungkwan is a sweetheart and that he deserves all the love
Rookie - Dylan Larkin

Requested by anon: ok pleaseeee write a dylan larkin smut where he gets jealous of if you don’t do smut just make it him getting really jealous ?!?!?

Word Count: 1630
Team: Detroit Red Wings
Warnings: Cussing, anger, jealousy

Two in only a few hours?! Whaaaat? So, I don’t really write smut, sorry anon, but I had a lot of fun with this one, so thank you! I wanted to make this unique and I haven’t seen many about the All-Star Weekends (And I was just watching All-Star Weekend videos so that was the inspiration) but I really love this one and I hope you all do too! ((ALSO, I wanted to use a gif from the weekend but it was over a year ago and I love this one too much because his smile even though it’s not really a smiley imagine, so sorry not sorry)). (((And SURPRISE, extra player mentioned yeee))).

“Babe, which tie should I wear today?” you heard from the room as you put on your makeup in the bathroom. You were both getting ready for a long first day at the NHL All-Stars Weekend in Nashville. You knew that Dylan was excited but also extremely nervous. You walked out to look at the selection of ties that he had brought along.

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anonymous asked:

hi! i've had the coldest girl in coldtown standing on my shelves for years now, i just read the first page some time ago but i guess i wasn't in the mood. however i would love to give it a chance, could you tell me a bit more about it? like, what it is about or why do you like it? so maybe i'll get more hyped about it? sorry if this is weird lol

hey! okay well basically it’s about vampires but the way they’re portrayed is very interesting? their bite spreads like an infection (or a virus) and it’s a bit more complicated than the usual “oops i bit you so welcome to the fam young fang!” vampire shenanigan. + there are places (coldtowns) where people go to… well die i guess lmao except they don’t and these towns keep them under quarantine of sorts so they don’t bite other people while they’re fighting the infection but!! apart from all that, lemme summarize the characters for you: everyone’s hella bi those are just facts but:
- we have tana, the main protagonist, who’s lost her mother (she got sick from a vampire bite and didn’t survive it) and has a little sister and she’d literally die for her + she wakes up after a wild party and everyone’s dead except her ex (bi bi bi bi bi and kind of an asshole but like. within limits and he actually does care about her as a friend okay i know he may seem like a trashbag and he is (sometimes) but he’s also Not That Bad) and this mysterious boy™ who turns out to be a vampire
- tana’s my heart and soul and she’s not some mary sue either bc she actually embraces her dark side? yeah it takes her some time but she’s never afraid to Stake A Bitch (she’s very morally gray - she wants to do the right thing but isn’t 100% good and vice versa; she’s not entirely wicked and soulless but will she hesitate to snap kill someone? probably not)
- then there’s gavriel a.k.a MY SON MY BLOOD (pun not intended) MY BABY with an incredibly tragic past™
- he’s actually insane, driven to madness by the bad guys + someone he used to trust and care about……….. A Fake Hoe™, i don’t claim them
- everyone calls him “mad” and “insane” but it’s evident he suffers from several mental illnesses + SEVERE ptsd. protect my vampire son at all costs
- ummmmmmmmmm not to sound like a cheesy old white lady but the tana x gavriel dynamic is breathtaking bro
- A Ship™
- gavriel to tana: “you’re more dangerous than daybreak” alright alright alright alrIGHT
- and here’s one of the MOST important parts: there’s a trans character!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! she’s amazing!!!!!!!!!!!! she helps tana so much and she actually has a crush on someone (i need a reread but i’m pretty sure he’s a moc too!! on top of being pretty awesome himself) and she’s afraid to tell him but tana encourages her and it turns out he likes her too… he fully supports her and i just!!!! guys!!! pls don’t sleep on this
- [SPOILER!] valentina actually wanted to become a vampire to avoid puberty which breaks my heart everytime bc she was so afraid of what others might think of her and then everyone told her she should just be herself i’m?? fine?? no i’m not anyway READ TCGICT
- platonic m/f friendships!!!!!! a good and wholesome f/f friendship (tana x valentina), dark humour, a+ dialogue, amazingly delivered scenes, tension™
- please please please read the coldest girl in coldtown idk why holly’s so slept on when she deserves twice the attention some very very overrated ya lit authors get she really does

political talk show au, the thrilling conclusion.

Here is the whole story from the beginning.

This is 4.5 K. Also it is still liberal-leaning and anti-Trump. No Hillary angst in this one tho.

Dear lord, what have I become.


The name sounds, like a thunderclap, in Jack’s head.

It wasn’t a moment ago the name was a question. A doubt, even. Does Bits even exist? Bitty certainly does. Bitty is the name of the screener for Jack’s favorite radio show, his companion through the morning for a year and change now. Bitty is unfailingly pleasant, unerringly professional, and untouchable. He handles callers with a lilt, a friendly word, and a toss off onto the airwaves. Jack made his acquaintance several months back, and he’s enjoyed their every interaction.

But Bits. Now, that’s someone Jack isn’t sure he hasn’t conjured up in his head.

Bits exists in the soft cluck of Bitty’s tongue, the hitch of breath between words. The pause before he intones Jack’s name, leaning on the “a” like it’s a cushion. Bits is the person Jack imagines Bitty to be, behind the phones. He’s a friend, a confidant. A ray of light in Jack’s life. And in Jack’s mind, Bits is just a little more friendly with him with all his other callers. Maybe he even feels something at the sound of Jack’s voice, the way Jack does at every musical “Hallo!”

Jack has come here today half-terrified that he’d discover Bits doesn’t exist at all. That Bitty, as competent and admirable as he is, is all there is, and whatever relationship  he’d imagined they’d been nurturing has been a figment of his imagination this whole time.

Now Bitty comes into focus like a blue sky when the clouds have parted. He wasn’t there, and suddenly he is; he must have been in the room before, but it’s only now that Jack’s eyes land on him and recognize.

But when their eyes meet, and Bitty’s brown eyes widen and then dance, Jack knows Bits is real.

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Queenie Goldstein is an empathe

Do you ever stop and think about it ? She can hear people’s thoughts ofc, but she can also hear their heart, aka know their past and their deepest fears and desires. Still she didn’t turn bitter and hateful. How amazing ?! So now, the headcanons :

  • It was a conscious decision to keep an open-mind towards anyone, in hope people would be the same with her

  • She inherited her powers from her mother, who got it from her mother before her etc. - much like Parseltongue in the Gaunt family comes from Salazar Slytherin, except she doesn’t know who it originally comes from
  • Her parents died when she was very young, before her powers really revealed their entire potentials
  • She had to teach herself how to control them. Tina helpedby supportign her and  letting her experiment with her mind as much as she needed
  • When she was at school, she suffered from chronical insomnia because she just couldn’t shut other people’s brains out
  • When it happened, she would go into Tina’s dormitory and they would talk for as long as was needed
  • Now she’s very good at speaking so softly that no one can hear her if she doesn’t want them to
  • Tina can organise her thoughts so that Queenie will hear them clearly
  • Sometimes she speaks to Queenie through M.A.C.U.S.A. this way
  • Queenie still had lots of sleep issues as an adult but it’s not as bad. However on days she feels poorly she has more trouble keeping control of her powers and NYC can be overwhelming very fast, so she learned spells to isolate the apartment

  • When she entered puberty she could hear men’s thoughts about her body and it terrified her for a while, then she learned how she could use it against them
  • That’s why she teased Jacob at first
  • She knew how sweet he could be, but she also reminded both of them she had to deal with other men before him and she wasn’t just a pretty face he could fantasize about
  • She fell in love with Jacob just minutes later when he stopped thinking about her naked and started imagining her working with him in his bakery, as his friend and his equal and his lover (in this order)

  • Her powers are potentially terrifying, she could break people’s minds if she wanted
  • She doesn’t want it though
  • But she still could
  • That’s why when she takes the decision to go look for Jacob she doesn’t hesitate for a second or even imagine that someone could stop her
  • She’s a force of nature, but really she’s such a nice person that she never becomes a threat to anyone
  • Except if you threaten people she loves
  • One of Tina’s exes-turned-bully from school will have awful nightmares all of their lifes

Other headcanons :

Credence  Newt  Tina  Jacob  Graves


NaLu Week Day 1: Longing

Lucy Heartfilia was an orphan.

Her parents left her in a church as a baby. A kind woman, the Mother Superior of the convent, heard her cries at the church corridor. Taking pity at the infant, she took care of Lucy hoping that her parents comes back for her.

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Ways to Cheer Yourself Up (When wanting to be alone) - 50 top things to do
  • 1. Go ON Tumblr, believe it or not, we don't care where you're from, what you do, how you're being you, as long as you are being you, you're pretty much welcomed on here. That's why i love it. Unless of course you are homophobic or judgemental or ignorant - then the people will speak for themselves, we look out for each other here.
  • 2. Read Books; escapism is a wonderful thing
  • 3. Listen to music; and no - not the sad, 'ALL BY MYSELF' type music, but the kickass songs like 'I will Survive' or 'Loser Like Me' just celebrate yourself for being awesome, because we know you are; even if others don't; especially then actually.
  • 4. Become your own superhero. Every single one of you have a talent or a dream. Follow up on that talent/dream. YOU ARE WORTH IT, and you can be whoever you want to be.
  • 5. DISNEY MOVIES. Unless you absolutely hate bursting out into song - better cut of highschool musical and glee while were at this, then Disney is the best pick me up ever.
  • 6. Watch your favourite TV shows. Remind yourself why life can be awesome. Watching your fav characters usually means you can relate to them.
  • 7. Go on walks - it's very pretty outside, and sometimes our heads can be overloaded with information or stress, I advise calming music and a nice walk outside in comfortable clothes.
  • 8. Have a diary. A friend of mine recently bought me one, and it's a godsend because all the anger, or emotions I feel, I try to put in the diary rather than putting it out on others. It also calms you down. I feel better when I write.
  • 9. Speaking of writing...if you enjoy it- WRITE. Writing is a wonderful way to escape. You can put all your emotions into your characters and they just come to life. I tend to do that when I'm stressed.
  • 10. If writing is not your thing then bake. I've actually ironically read in a fan fiction where a character would bake when stressed and try out new recipes, this character tried making butterbeer; maybe be adventurous; have a food blog or something to keep you occupied.
  • 11. Be With Your Pets - Pets are loyal creatures, and they love you, even when you're being a pain in the ass, and I hear they're very good listeners.
  • 12. Now I don't know about you, but I LOVE Musicals. If you are a musical fanatic like me and you're feeling a little down, my dears; listen to those awesome voices, because sometimes we just - need - a break (Also, if you haven't watched RENT, watch it - NODAYBUT TODAY...or Starkid...Starkid make the most funniest musical parodies, even if you don't like musicals I suggest it, and if you're not enjoying their YouTube Channel, then I'll eat my own hat).
  • 13. ASK ME ANYTHING. If you really want to talk to somebody but you don't want to talk to people you know and you just want to get things out, my ASK box is always open.
  • 14. Find a hobby. If you don't really want to talk to anybody, that's okay, sometimes we need to just have some 'me time'. In my me times, I usually deactivate from Facebook, and just focus on things that make me happy. Like; Puzzles, Sudoku, Games, writing, cooking, singing, whatever it is...travelling even. Enjoy yourself.
  • 15. Travel. Maybe being stuck in the same place is the problem, maybe you're head wants to be in a place where it can ACTUALLY THINK.
  • 16. Go Hiking. I suppose Hiking is similar to walking but if you're an outdoor person, this is a great way to clear your head and to feel fresh.
  • 17. Hit The Gym. Or even do your own exercises. I like to walk - do crunches, and I love Zumba. I love dancing. If you love being active, this is also another way to clear your mind from negative things.
  • 18. GO SEE A MOVIE!!! When was the last time you had fun? Even if it's just by yourself. You're allowed to treat yourself. Go, enjoy, be surrounded by people, even if they're strangers.
  • 19. If you like coffee, treat yourself for one at a local cafe. Who knows, you might meet your coffee soulmate in a cafe one day.
  • 20. STOP thinking Negative. Have a Pros/Cons List. Try not to outweight the Pros list with the Cons. Please?
  • You are good enough.
  • 21. Write down a bucket List, and start ticking them off. Having goals and dreams is healthy. If you have dreams, then you have a direction of where you're going.
  • 22. Get help. It's okay, if you're head is in a really bad place to reach out to people. It really is okay.
  • 23. Help others. If you're not sure what to do with yourself at all, be useful to other people less fortunate than you. Volunteer! Work with Charity, Feed the homeless, help the guide dogs association.
  • 24. Smile more. It looks good on you, believe me. Spend time with your guilty pleasures, my guilty pleasure is binge watching glee
  • 25. Please DO NOT go to a pub to drink to ease your mind, if you are going to do that, do it with a friend, or somebody close.
  • 26. Eat Chocolate. Okay yes while society says NO DON'T EAT THE FATTY FOOD. Hey; screw them. If you feel better eating a bit of junk go for it. There's nothing wrong with eating a whole pizza or tub of ben and jerry ice cream when feeling upset - just try not to make TOO much of a habit : p
  • 27. REBLOG YOUR FOLLOWERS POSTS, you might be surprised that you aren't the only one feeling the way you're feeling, you might be surprised by how much you're forgetting that hey - it's gonna be alright.
  • 28. Do something nice for your neighbour. Ah who knows, have you ever actually talked to them? Maybe they might be lonely too.
  • 29. Have a GAMES Night. A very good friend of mine loves Games. If You LOVE Games, then hell have a marathon of them. Play the sims, be in control.
  • 30. Speaking of marathons...dun dun dun - MOVIE MARATHON, I Don't Know About You Guys, But Having A Harry Potter Movie Marathon always cheers me Up. WITH FOOD Of course, and good company, but this is about cheering yourself up, so if you don't want company, that's okay.
  • 31. Draw. I love drawing too. I suppose I'm more of the creative person. There are a lot of different types of people out there, maybe you like solving things - do those fancy cube things Idk what they're called. If you are like my brother and you love Maths, then maybe you can tutor someone. On one hand you're helping someone, and doing something you like doing, just like I'm drawing because I like drawing.
  • 32.Be with kids. believe it or not, kids are the most innocent little munchkins, and they honestly don't care what you look like, if you play hide and seek with them they'll be thrilled, so long as you're nice to them, they're generally nice to you... but be warned, they tell it how it is too. I talk a bit different. The most popular thing they've said to me was "Is that why you talk funny, because of the things in your teeth?" (They've also never really seen braces before) I even had one kid determined to get me to sing 'Everything is awesome' I'll never forget that because this kid clearly didn't care how I sounded, and just wanted me to sing with her. I felt great.
  • 33. If you're into Fairy Tales, Please Please Read Chris Colfer's The Land Of Stories series 1-4. It's an amazing series, and you almost forget what world you're in once you start reading. Plus, there's more coming (I'm a little excited)
  • 34. Watch Pixar Movies. You can't go wrong.
  • 35. GO TO HOGWARTS. Harry Potter Fan? Visit - Platform 9 3/4s in London, or go to the Harry Potter World, or if you can't actually visit these sites, go on Pottermore.
  • 36. Read Fan Fiction, you might not be a harry potter fan, but whatever fandom you are in, believe me sometimes Fan Fictfion Cheer me up. I adore Glee *Don't Judge Me* and Dalton is the best thing ever. Or Little Numbers...or Both. They cheer me up big time.
  • 37. Role play. If you like superheroes or characters, go be with the crowd. I believe they have events like Comic Con, and on Facebook they even have Events for such things, go be with strangers! So long as it's safe of course.
  • 38. Write a letter to the person who inspires you most and send it. You might be surprised by an answer.
  • 39. Pick up your instrument. Don't ignore your musical talent if you do have a musical talent. Remember, you're worth it. I don't care what you've done. Pick, It Up.
  • 40. Maybe go visit your family? I know this is about 'quality me time' but if you haven't seen your family in such a long time or are at a distance. Maybe being surrounded by something familiar is what you need.
  • 41. Change Careers. If you're not enjoying what you're doing or studying, change it. I remember in highschool a teacher said you might change your job 10 - 12 times before getting it right. It'okay, you just haven't found where you're meant to be yet.
  • 42. Enter a competition - Who knows what will come from it, take risks.
  • 43. If you're a risk-taker, challenge yourself. IDK how you're going to do that, but google has some pretty good answers. Even ask your tumblr followers, they follow you for a reason after all.
  • 44. Go on a boat. Go Fishing! I don't know, it's not my thing, but if you like fishing, then hell - go out there and fish.
  • 45. Find time for yourself, are you working too much? Maybe you are working too much. You know life doesn't stop for nobody, and if you keep pushing yourself so hard, time will go so fast and you won't realise how much of that time you could have spent on your own self.
  • The world is not going to end if you treat yourself.
  • 46. You ARE Good Enough. Listen to my words. Sometimes encouragement is all we need, when people feel hopeless, or like everything's gone wrong. It's gonna be okay. I promise, just hang in there.
  • 47. Write Down Quotes that Inspire You. I have a wall of these, and of people that inspire me too, and it reminds me of the good things in life when I'm in a crappy mood.
  • 48. Find something to do. If you're not doing anything, go take up a course, research things that interest you, you might be surprised by what comes from it. Join a community that enjoys doing things you do.
  • 49. Go To The Beach - If you live in Australia like me, visiting the beach is actually really calming and me and my best friend always would go on a random drive, and drive up to a beach or a look out, and it was always calming. Enchanting too sometimes. Maybe we forget about the place we live in, and what's exciting about the place. If you're in New York, visit Broadway or The Statue Of Liberty, or if you're in London, go to the London Bridge, or the Eye, visit the Eiffel Tower if you're in Paris...just go Anywhere.
  • 50. Take a random journey. Go on a train to somewhere new, go on a road trip. You never know what's around the corner.

Anonymous: Could you do 32 on the old list (I think I’m in love with you and I’m terrified) combined with 13 on the old list (kiss me) but historical? Idk if you write historical fics so if you don’t want to then you can make it modern. Thanks!

OHOHOHO MERRY CHRISTMAS KIDDOS!!!!! My gift to you is some angst (and fluff, I promise)! ;))) I would also like to add that this fic is specially dedicated to VSFAnon! I hope you had a lovely Christmas, bby! <333 

Since a ship wasn’t specified I’m going with lams, and the setting is none other than Valley Forge! Historical note: higher ranking officers didn’t stay in the encampment, but were quartered in the houses of nearby families, so that’s the situation here. Enjoy The Suffering™ ;))) (Read my other lil fics here.)

The days were an endless cold for John Laurens. They were an endless cold that only became colder the further the sun sank from the sky above their Valley Forge encampment. The only place he was able to escape the frigidness was in his bed, which he shared with none other than his closest friend and fellow aide de camp, Alexander Hamilton.

Bed-sharing was common, especially when it was freezing outside and they were already pressed for room in the nearby house they were staying at. And neither Laurens nor Hamilton were complaining.

Well, normally, Laurens didn’t complain, but tonight he was alone in their shared bed.

It was Christmas, and Hamilton was at the tavern nextdoor celebrating with all of the other officers. John had gone for an hour or so, warmed himself by the roaring fire, had a pint of ale, and chatted with some friends, but it all grated on him after a while. So, casting a longing gaze Hamilton’s way, he quietly took his leave and retired to their room in the home nextdoor.

But now that he was in their room, he found himself feeling worse than he had at the gathering. While he had been tired and agitated before, now he was suddenly too awake and sad. He did understand why he was so sad.

He got out of bed and paced around the room a bit before remembering that there were people still awake on the floor below and they would, without a doubt, hear his pacing. He sighed and sat back down on the bed, letting his head fall into his hands.

Just then, he heard feet trudging up the creaky stairs. The doorknob to the bedroom shook before the door swung open, revealing a slightly drunk, confused looking Hamilton.

Alexander stood in the doorway for a moment, eyebrows furrowed, just staring at John. He pointed at the freckled boy. “You left,” he said after what seemed to be a lot of deliberating.

John looked down at the floor to hide his blush. “I was tired,” he said with a shrug.

Alexander seemed to accept this, since he nodded and shut the door, walking toward the bed. He plopped down next to John and began to shuck off his boots and outer-layers of clothing. Once Hamilton had stripped down to just his shirt and stockings he turned to John, who’d been unconsciously staring at him the entire time he was undressing.

“My dear Laurens,” he murmured, his hand rising slowly toward Laurens’ face.

John froze, his breath caught somewhere between his mouth and lungs as Alexander’s hand cupped his face.

“I think I’m in love with you,” Alex whispered as he leaned forward. “Kiss me?”

John wanted to pinch himself, to slap himself, anything to ensure he was not simply imagining this moment like he had so many times before as he laid next to a sleeping Alexander.

“I’m terrified,” John finally said, his voice cracking on the last word.

Alexander smiled at him, and suddenly John remembered how to breathe again. “You have nothing to be afraid of, my dear Laurens. Will you indulge me in a kiss? Or do I need to find us a sprig of mistletoe?”

John, drunk on the warm feeling Alexander’s smile shot through his veins, leaned forward and pressed his lips against Alexander’s. After a few moments, Alexander pulled away, a smirk on his face.

John kissed Alexander again in response to his smug look, but quickly pulled away and looked down at his hands, clearly anxious.

“John?” Alexander asked, taking John’s hands. “Are you well?”

“Did… did you mean it?” John asked, hating how fragile his voice sounded. “That you’re… in love with me?”

“I only say what I know to be true. You know this about me,” Alexander said, his face serious aside from the hopeful twinkle in his eyes. “Do you return my affection?”

How Alexander managed to not seem at all anxious while asking John this amazed the freckled boy.

“Yes,” John whispered. “Absolutely.”

Alexander grinned, and kissed John.

It was, without a doubt, the best Christmas of John Laurens’ life.


Pairing: Harry Potter x Pansy Parkinson

AU: Canon-adjacent; features Durmstrang!Pansy + Hogwarts Champion!Harry

Word Count: 2,432

On Pansy’s eleventh birthday, her parents get a divorce.

Well, they get a Pureblood divorce, which isn’t entirely the same thing as getting a regular divorce, but they still wind up dividing their liquid assets and staking claims on various Parkinson properties around Europe and fighting very, very bitterly about who Pansy might happen to love more.

It’s exhausting.

And while the ensuing, seemingly endless parade of expensive gifts is a rather lovely development, Pansy can never quite manage to make herself forget that her Shetland pony and her life-size Victorian dollhouse and her two-carat diamond earrings had all been purchased as emotional bargaining chips—because her parents are playing an elaborate adult version of tug o’ war, and Pansy is really just the rope.

It’s infuriating.

Which is why when her school letters finally arrive and her father begins to reminisce about the rich, bloody history of the Slytherin dungeons while her mother coos in an exaggerated French accent about the fairy gardens at Beauxbatons—well, Pansy narrows her eyes and lifts her chin and waves an unexpected third sheet of parchment in both of her parents’ faces.

“Durmstrang,” she proclaims, far too sweetly to be genuine. “I’m going to Durmstrang.”

And her mother is baffled, of course, and her father is irritated, understandably, but Pansy—

Pansy is smug.

That feeling effectively sets the tone for the next several years.

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She’s basically in his lap on the driver’s seat.  He thinks about how funny it would be to end up in custody twice in one day, once for murder accusations, once for reckless driving.  He’s sure all his buddies would be happy to see him again, Whiting would be overjoyed.  The image of Whiting in his brain is a major turn off though, so he doesn’t even humor that thought anymore.  He just hopes he can keep the wheels in between the lines as she drops sloppy kisses all over him, his neck, his collarbone, his chest, his jaw…

She smells like hospital again.  He hates it.  But there’s something else, that hint of gunsmoke clinging to her shirt, what remains of her familiar perfume, the one that smells like a sunny day.  She’s coming back to him, the Kensi that they both know and miss.  Setbacks, like being kidnapped and betrayed by a friend, and barely escaping murder charges, and depression, and incomplete spinal injuries, they’re nothing for them.  Because in the end, they’re here, together, living, breathing, kissing, almost wrecking…

He swerves the car back into the road.  His heart’s racing, not from the driving hazard, from her laugh.  It’s so beautiful.  And seeing her smile, it drives him crazy.  He turns into their driveway, and he’s pretty sure he’s destroyed his transmission when he jerks his car into park and grabs her, pulling her completely onto his lap.  The stitches on her forehead kinda remind him of a sexy Frankenstein, and he tells her so.  She throws her head back and laughs, saying, “I should probably be offended by that.”

“No no no no,” he chides, grinning as he kisses her and grabs her ass, feeling her gasp against his lips when he kisses her.  "Emphasis on sexy.“  His fingers caress under the hem of her shirt, low on her back, and she shivers.  He kisses her forehead and opens the door for her, saying, “Come on, monster.”  

The day seemed to stretch on for years, and as they approach the end of it, he remembers feeling younger 24 hours ago.  Kensi rests her head against his shoulder as he unlocks the door.  She presses her body against his and he backs up a step so that she’s against the front door.  He turns around in her arms, looking down at her, wondering how he got so lucky.  Her eyes are bright with love and want.  It about drives him insane, the way she looks at him.

He kisses her lips, softly, slowly, and he can almost feel her melting into him.  She brings her arm around his neck, kissing him harder, and he scoops her up, making sure she’s not pressed against the door knob.They’ve only had sex twice since the helicopter crash, once the first night she spent out of the hospital.  But she was tired and insecure about her injuries and even though he joked about it being good dexterity practice, her mind was somewhere else.  The last time was new years, when their midnight kiss turned into a frenzied pile of drunkenness that he barely can recall.  Other than that, his Kensi always seems absent, like her soul’s slipping, wandering away.

But she’s back, he can tell.  The taste of being back in the field, even if it resulted in a taser to the stomach and slaps to the face and zipties, has pulled her back to him.

Field Kensi is his Kensi, so different, willing, wild.  He’s missed her.  He’s missed that hint of gunpowder.  

They almost make it to the couch.  But not quite.  He holds onto her waist and she puts most of her body weight on the knee that’s still a little numb.  Hearing the noises she makes after so long put him on the edge almost immediately, but he tries to find some source of stamina, even though it’s nearly impossible with her.  When he finally lets go, she’s looking back at him, her dark eyes smoldering, her mouth painted into an O shape.  He pulls her with him, sitting back as she shudders, holding her tighter than he thinks he ever has before.  Going from having sex almost every day to barely averaging once a month left him famished.  He realizes that he hasn’t been whole without her.  

She speaks exactly what he was thinking, “I didn’t realize how much I missed that.”

“We’re really good, aren’t we?” he asks, and she snorts.  "Seriously, we’d be millionaires if you’d just let me–“

“We’re not making a sex tape.”    

“But Ray J ain’t got nothing on me.”



“No.  Sorry.”  She’s laughing, and it’s beautiful, watching her.  She sighs and rests her head back, using his chest like a recliner. 

He strokes the damp, curling pieces of hair from her forehead.  "Have I ever told you that you’re gorgeous?“

He loves being the cause of the blush that starts to color her cheeks, and he kisses her jaw.  "A few times,” she answers, grinning.  "You’re pretty gorgeous yourself.“  

He gives it his best valley girl impersonation and draws out, “Thaaaanks.”  She elbows him, but it doesn’t hurt.  "We might be gorgeous, but we nasty.  We need a shower.“

“You’re right.  But I don’t want to move.“

He grabs her tight, holding her like a groom holds his bride, and she squeals as she laughs.  He grunts as he picks her up, ignoring how tired his body is.  They shower together and she messes with his hair as she runs conditioner threw it, attempting to give him a mohawk.  Things feel normal again.  Her heart’s where it used to be and her service weapon is waiting on her nightstand to be picked up in the morning.  She tries to ignore the dull aching of her head, and the marks from the zip ties.  She’d almost rubbed her wrists raw trying to escape. But she made it.  She escaped.  She proved that she was capable of saving her ass and other people’s.  Deeks was okay, because he got to shoot Sullivan in the end.  The sting of betrayal hurts, but Deeks is like morphine to her, and she can forget.  

She’s seriously tired.  The doctors had given her pain medication before she could think about denying it, and she tries to ignore the drowsiness.  She wants to be awake with Deeks for awhile.  Also, she thinks she’s hungrier than she is tired, and realizes she hasn’t ate since breakfast, which was about 9 in the morning.  It was almost midnight.  She’s pretty sure Deeks hasn’t had much either.  "Baby?”


“I’m starving.”  

He grins, a little sheepish as he admits, “Same.”  He brushes her jaw with his thumb, saying, “You know, I was gonna pick food up on the way home.  But something was distracting me.”  

She rolls her eyes.  He turns off the shower and wraps her in a towel before starting to dry himself off.  "I guess I’ll go find us some food.  That is, if you think you can live without me for a few minutes.“  

"I think I’ll manage.”  She grins, but the slight waver of her expression doesn’t go unnoticed by him when she says, “Lock the doors.”

He nods, serious for only a second.  "Monty will protect you.“  He calls for the greying mutt and pats for him to come up on the bed, where she’s found a spot, her feet curled around one of their soft throws.  He double locks the doors when he leaves and makes sure the sensor light is working.  His Beretta is tucked into the small of his back.  Paranoid, maybe.  But a healthy dose of paranoia never hurt anyone.  Except for the people that don’t listen when told ‘No sudden movements.’

He starts his car and shrugs behind the steering wheel, not quite sure where to go for food.  He settles for a 24 hour Mediterranean place that’s close to the house and has killer falafels.  Only in LA is there a never-closing falafel shack.  He gets a dozen falafels for them to share and a big kielbasa salad, pretty positive that Kensi will end up with most of the food.  Or worse, she’ll use all the tahini and eat the good parts of the salad.  He grins at the thought, knowing that it doesn’t matter what type of food it is, as long as he’s eating with her.  Plus, he can give her hell about it in front of the guys at work.  Not like it’ll do any good though.  

He makes up his mind in the car ride home as he thinks about watching her stumble out of the place they were holding her earlier that day, zipties still on her wrist, blood trickling down her jaw and forehead, limping like he’d seen her do too many times before, in the desert, cult headquarters, away from car accidents, fights, hospitals, that he’s proposing tomorrow.  He doesn’t know how or where or why, exactly, all he knows is that he loves her.  He loves her, and she deserves everything in the world.  Including the truth.

He unlocks the door and locks it behind him, and takeout bag still in hand, starts sweeping the place for bugs.  She comes down to see what’s taking him so long to get upstairs, wearing only one of his worn LAPD t-shirts, and he swears he almost proposes right there, in the middle of the living room.  He needs it to be official like he needs air in his lungs.  But he forces away the urge for the moment, not acknowledging the question on her lips.  "What…?”

“I gotta tell you something,” he eventually says, after he’s checked everything.  He sets the bag of food on the coffee table for her.  Even though he’s starving, food isn’t at the forefront of his mind.  He guesses it isn’t on hers either, because she walks right past the bag to him, placing her palm against his chest.

"What?“ she asks again, softly.  He looks down into her eyes, gets lost, and then finds himself.  He sits down on the couch, pulling her down with him.  

"What happened that night, with Boyle.  My partner.”  He watches her reaction, feeling nervous, his heart fluttering in his chest.  "I think you should know.“

"You don’t have to tell me.”  

"I know.  I want to.“  He swallows, feels the truth he’s hidden for years at the back of his throat, forcing its way up.  "I have to tell somebody.”

She nods, like she understands.  Also, like she’s seeing him for the first time.  Like she’s about to put all of his pieces together, and see the end result.  "I have questions,” she admits, cocking her head slightly.

“And you deserve the answers.”  The weight he’s been carrying around is already subsiding.  "I’m tired of hiding.“  

She asks who Tiffany is to him, and why he did it.  I had to protect her.  She was just some lost kid, just a girl.  I had to protect her.  She asks how.  I had every detail planned.  None of it was an accident.  I knew what he was going to do, and I couldn’t let him.  She asks when he knew what he had to do.  When she came to me, begging me to help her, saying he’d never stop, not until she was in a ditch somewhere.  She asks what it felt like, killing him.  Like losing a part of yourself.

When it’s done, she thinks she understands.  How chaotic his gestalt is, the obscurity of his past, the means he will go to trying to protect the people that can’t protect themselves.  That last part is what makes him a terrible cop and the best cop there ever was.  A cop that will commit terrible acts in the effort to save a life.  A cop that will give everything he’s ever had.  His reputation, his dignity, his humanity.  She touches his face, and he looks so vulnerable to her.  Just as vulnerable as he did asleep on his cat pillow years ago.  "It’s okay.”  She closes her eyes, pressing her forehead against his.  "It’s okay.“  

He buries his face into her collarbone.  He thinks about when he thought he knew her, riding dirt bikes in the desert, pulling her through lasers when the Russians got a hold of her, walking in on her wearing only a towel at their cover house, kissing her on the motorcycle.  "I love you so much.”

“I love you too.“  It kinda scares her, knowing how much she loves him, knowing she could never stop loving him.  Not for anything in the world.  "It’s over.”

“Yeah,” he says with a nod, and tries to shake off the day, the years of carrying that weight, the past and all of its darkness.

"Let’s just eat and go to bed.  I’m ready for today to be over with.“

"Me too, baby.”  He hopes that tomorrow will be the start of a new, happier chapter in his life, and that his pocket won’t carry the weight of the box anymore.  The thought of the ring on her finger makes him smile.  He’s sure all the rest will just fall into place.

To the people complaining about how hard it is to have one bias in BTS.
  • Me: *wakes up*
  • Me: how's jimin doing is he eating well is he okay is he tired is he happy with himself is he working too hard is he exercising his voice is he making sure he's not straining his vocal cords is he caring about himself as much as everyone else is he accepting help is he taking the advice from the right people has he identified the difference between hard work and being too hard on himself does he know his limits and that it's okay to have limits does he know he's never slacked off does he know his expectations are what make him feel like he fails but it's not a product of reality does he know how strong of a person and a presence he is does he know when to let go of things is he sleEPING
  • Me: how's tae doing is he playing games is he encouraging everyone to have fun is he communicating has he seen any kids lately any animals is he feeling accepted and appreciated is he living in the moment is he being a honest compassionate genius is he getting his space and serious time does he know it's okay if he can't make people understand and it's not a defect of his skills it's not his fault that he's not being heard does he know that some things are out of his control and it's okay does he know that sometimes people don't see the relevance in what he's saying and that's okay and is he making sure his hyungs are alIVE
  • Me: how's jin doing what has he cooked lately is he playing pokemon is he on the wii is his fliphone okay how are his hats and circular glasses is he feeding everyone has he told himself he's handsome a minimum of ten times today has he checked up on everyone's psychological health and stability does he know that i love how comfortable he is in his skin is he living contently has he caught up with his family does he know how much he is appreciated and how much of a lasting effect he has on everyone around him does he know how attentive and perceptive he is does he know how much i love that he continues being himself and how stable and hard-working and reasonable and positive and brave and professional he is and so much perseverance he deserves the spotlight but doesn't always take it just like when he wrote the lyrics for propose guys and didn't even give himself a big part he works so hard on dancing and doesn't feel the need to be validated by others words because he feels appreciated where he needs to be does he know how special he is does he know how much we love his go-getter attitude and that no one has forgotten how amazing of an actor he is how he enjoys life how he's mature and knows what to keep private does he know how cute he looks with glasses on and how anyone who can't see his charm is blind and how he has so many cool interests and how he knows everyone's potential and has standards for them has he given everyone equAL HUGS TODAY
  • Me: how's namjoon doing is he thinking deeply what books has he read lately does he know that no amount of thinking things through can prevent slip ups and that's okay does he know how sincere h is does he know how much of an individual he is and how much i love that is he contemplating life is he making good songs is he encouraging everyone is he telling everyone they're wrong when they snub themselves is he putting his arms around everyone and making contact in that way he does which shows his love in the little things is his phone out of memory did he remember his earphones is hE BUYING THE CLOTHES HE WANTS
  • Me: how's yoongi is he sleeping well how's his neck pillow doing has he remembered to eat does he feel like he's good enough does he give himself enough credit is he getting his introvert time is he content is he identifying his emotions healthily is he being attentive of the members is he putting logic to their insecurities in order to relieve them is he being strict is he keeping bts in a row is he subtly but consistently showing them love in all those little ways is he expressing his deeply felt emotions is hE SELF ANALYZING
  • Me: how's jungkook is he making faces is he dancing is he working hard is he being overly competitive is his head in the clouds is he being hard on himself does he know how perfect he is does he know that he's as productive as 1000000 american teenagers is he being comfortable with himself with his true self does he know it's okay to show his emotions he doesn't have to be cool don't feel too pressured is he accepting things is he speaking up is he sTILL RUSHING TO GROW UP
  • Me: how's hoseok is he being positive is he acknowledging his negative emotions is he living in the moment is he freestyling does he know he's an adequate rapper does he know we care about his mixtape has he been getting love is he screaming enough is he releasing his stress by releasing all of his emotions no seriously are his stress levels okay is he sick is he being too self sacrificing iS HE IGNORING HOW HE FEELS THINKING IT WILL JUST
  • Me: *takes first breath of the day*
  • Me: oh god i feel so bad for writing more on jin i love them all so much it's just i feel like so fed up with how no one appreciates him
  • Me: and oh god i feel like i didn't do too well on some of the other members but
  • Me: i love them so much i just
  • Me: i have to give them equal gifsets equal photo sets it's too much it's too much why can't i just have one bias then it's easy
  • Me: *comes home*
  • Me: i feel like i've been posting a lot of taehyung, jimin, yoongi, and namjoon lately
  • Me: and why do i keep forgetting someone when i do the tags???? what's wrong with me????
  • Me: i feel so guilty i'll post a lot of jin and hoseok and jungkook!!! i love them too idk
  • Me: i posted a lot of them and now it feels uneven??? i need to do equal pictures
  • Me: *gets ready for bed*
  • Me: i'm going to post some maknae like awwww- wait i like this picture but that would mean jimin gets three pictures and tae and jungkook get two each unacceptable i'll have to find two more pictures of-
  • Me: well now i need to post some hyung line they're great too
  • Me: *falling asleep*
  • Me: i feel like i haven't given enough attention to namjoon today and why aren't there more awesome pictures of jin like wtf that's not right-
  • Me: *dreaming*
  • Namjoon: i posted a kimdaily today and you didn't notice tf is wrong with you
  • Me: i'M SLEEPING
  • Namjoon: you didn't even reply in your sorry mangled KOREAN
  • Me:
  • Namjoon:
  • Me: wait you actually read those-
  • Namjoon: i was guessing that's what you do?
  • BTS:
  • Me: that's not gonna work again
  • Jungkook: why don't you notice me more i was creeping around hoseok in the last bangtan bomb OvO
  • Jimin: HOW COULD YOU
  • Jin: do you find tae suga jimin and namjoon more handsome than me? admit it the reason why you don't reblog me as much is because it takes you loner to find a "handsome" picture of me
  • Jin: what
  • Jungkook: pardon
  • Jimin: omg! why would you make them feel left out like that i thought you loved all of us i'm crying omg leave me alone
  • Me: don't cry you'll get dehydrated i know how you are about drinking wa-
  • Jimin:
  • Me:
  • BTS:
  • Me: FU-
  • Tae: wow you obviously find me the most handsome??? wtf
  • Tae:
  • Tae: you obviously find me the most funny??? wtf
  • Me: funny?
  • Tae:
  • Tae: excuse me
  • Yoongi: i think you mean me, tae
  • Jimin: juNGKOOK
  • Yoongi: wow if you can't love us all then jeez just pick a bias
  • Me: would you juST-
  • Me:
  • Me:
  • Me: stop screaming
  • BTS:
  • Hoseok: i feel faint
  • Tae: *crouches down*
  • Hoseok: *sits on Tae*
  • Me:
  • Me: *pretends to throw something*
  • Hoseok: KJADFKADadGKADJGAD?!?!?!?!!?!
  • Tae: look a dog
  • Namjoon: *trips and crushes Jin's DS*
  • Jungkook: inFIRES MAN
  • Namjoon: IT'S inSPirES!!!!!!!!
  • Jungkook: pardon
  • Jungkook: O_O
  • Yoongi: *yanks on maknae line's leashes except jimins*
  • Jimin: *starts recording with the V app*
  • Hoseok: haerTEU OH MY HAEURTO
  • Jungkook: O_O
  • BTS: i thought you loved all of us
  • Jungkook: O_O
  • Jungkook: O_O
  • BTS: *leaves*
  • Jungkook: O_O
  • Me: *wakes up crying in the middle of the night*
  • Phone: *OH MAN HOLY SHIT notification sound goes off*
  • Me:
  • Me: better check that

Luke knew your sleeping pattern better than he knew his own. Granted, his was often different — shifting across cities and continents until he was constantly chasing the stability of time. His sleeping pattern was sporadic; awake some nights, dead to the world some days. But your sleeping pattern, he knew that by heart. He recognised the shift in your breathing as you wrestled with sheets trying to settle again; he knew the gentle nudge of your nose against his arm, his neck, his back, was a silent indication that you had stirred from your dreams.

Like clockwork your eyes scrunched open somewhere between 4 and 5am every night, stinging as they blinked against their will. Some nights they woke to an empty bed, pillows untouched by the messy curls of Luke’s head, his dreams instead taking place in hotels around the world or in the back of a bus. Other nights your boyfriend lay awake beside you, scrolling through playlists on his phone or rewetching Bojack Horseman on netflix — again. Those nights were among your favourite; his gentle face turning towards you as you wriggled closer and pulled his headphones from the laptop so you could join in. You almost never got beyond one episode, typically smiling yourself to sleep as Luke huffed out little laughs. Some nights he was out cold, and though you enjoyed his company in the dark of the hours just before sunrise, you loved the nights his rest went uninterrupted. His chest rising and falling under blankets, arm tossed above his head and the space against his side ready to be occupied by you once more. Those were your favourite; a perfect opportunity to admire his broad frame without his eyes catching you with a teasing grin. A perfect opportunity, too, to bask in the quiet comfort of his presence after weeks on end without him.

this is the beginning of something longer that my brain just can’t get done atm but i like it so i’m sharing in case i never do