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The Tea is Decaf

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Dean/Cas, Sam/Eileen
Based on this text post

Castiel just barely slips out the door into the hallway and turns the knob as he closes it so the latch doesn’t make a sound. The light is always on in the hallway, and Dean always wakes up if too much of it pours into his room, so Castiel has mastered the art of slipping through the smallest space possible.

He breathes a sigh of relief once he’s in the hallway.

A small voice to his right lets out an amused laugh. He turns to see a particularly tiny woman wearing a very large plaid shirt and nothing else. Well, he supposes she could be wearing shorts under the shirt. It really is very big on her.

“You must be Castiel,” she says rather loudly, mispronouncing his name just slightly.

He walks over to her with a finger to his lips.

She puts her hand over her mouth in embarrassment before signing, I’m deaf.

Castiel mouths an “oh” before dropping his head and laughing. He then pops his head back up fast and mouths, “Are you Eileen?”

She nods eagerly and signs, You’ve heard about me?

Sam has mentioned you a few times, he signs back. He says you’re a very good hunter.

Her face lights up. You’re damn right I am. Still, that’s very sweet of him.

So, are you two…? Castiel looks back toward Sam’s room and then down at Eileen’s shirt.

Eileen’s eyes widen in embarrassment. He’s asleep. I was just going to the bathroom.

I was heading to the kitchen for a cup of tea. Would you like some?

Is there caffeine in it?

Not at 4 in the morning.

Eileen smiles and gives him a thumbs up before moving past him toward the bathroom. Castiel watches her go for a second before it hits him.

He looks down at his plain black t-shirt and too-small boxer briefs and wonders if Eileen could tell that these clothes aren’t his. And that he came out of Dean’s room instead of one of the countless other extra bedrooms in the bunker.

By the time Eileen pads into the kitchen, Castiel has two mugs ready with decaf teabags in them and he’s standing at the stove staring at the pot so he can pull it off the burner before it whistles.

It’s only a minute longer before Cas pours the water into the mugs and takes a seat across from Eileen at the kitchen table.

You’re an angel, aren’t you? Eileen asks as her tea steeps.

Castiel nods as he takes a drink.

Does that mean you don’t sleep?

Sometimes I do. I didn’t feel like it tonight.

Is Dean good in bed?

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ellitree  asked:

How do you find time to parent, work and fandom? I just had a baby in Jan and I haven't had time to *read* fic, much less write it!

Okay, so IMO the first year totally sucks!  And then–spoiler alert! - the second year also totally sucks!–which I personally found shocking because I thought, oh, it will get better, and then, no, it didn’t. And then there’s all sorts of despair that sets in. And you think, my god, nobody told me there was so much fucking manual labor in this, I did not go to school for for my whole fucking life and get all these degrees just to be carrying an enormous stroller with a kid in it down three flights of stairs, ow, my spine!  And I am covered in bruises! And then maybe you start to drink, you know, just a little, to deal with the colossal, colossal boredom of watching a small person lurch around from thing to thing because it is OMG SO DULL and yet you know for a goddamned fact that should you, say, look away for TEN SECONDS or try to read a page of writing they will KILL THEMSELVES and it will be your fault. (Ask me about how my son managed to hurt himself with a salad spinner.  No, don’t ask me. I still have PTSD.) Anyway you live like Alex in Clockwork Orange with toothpicks holding your eyes open, captive to the dullest show on earth. You will go on vacation and realize, no, this is not a vacation, this is just about watching the small person even more than usual because they are in new situations that can kill them, many of them now involving water. (Ask me about–no, don’t.) Your nerves are in shreds. And you think, wow, I will never get out of this and plus this child is getting heavy and still pooping himself, and I still have to lift them up onto the goddamned changing table. 

And then just when you’re about to give up, somewhere in the next year, between 2-3, they suddenly figure out the toileting thing and begin to say things like, “hey, can I have a bagel?” and honestly, from that point on it is more or less smooth sailing in my experience, at least comparatively. Once I wasn’t having to cart around formula and weird toddler meals and food and jars and diapers and wipes and all that stuff, fencing everything in, gates everywhere; once the kid could use the bathroom and ask for a bagel, it was like, okay, I can cope from this point on.  

Then there is what me and my friends call the five year facelift, because all of a sudden people go, “Hey, wow, you look great!”–because around year five they suddenly go to school for a big chunk of the day. And suddenly you can take a real shower and get your hair done and go to the gym and wear a shirt that’s not covered in baby spit and/or that you haven’t slept in, and your skin clears up.  

Your mileage may of course vary! I am told that many people really like small children and prize the early years, blah blah, baby smell. I am not one of those people. Things are to me infinitely better now that my son is a young hedonist with a sophisticated palate who shares my love of travel, who I am teaching to play cards with me as the mark of a civilized person, and who I am waiting to be old enough to bar-tend and clip for me from the London Review of Books.

Vis a vis work, I was pretty tired and there is a 2-3 year publishing gap on my CV, where I made a person, you know?  I missed deadlines for the first and only time in my life, which made me feel horrible. Vis a vis fandom, I now and then go back and read my Sherlock stories, which were the ones written during those years, and I am surprised to find that they’re quite good, considering that in my memory I clawed them out of my eyeballs word by agonizing word while screaming. The writing came back, though, like it did after I quit smoking (the other time I thought, yeah, I’m done - but I wasn’t done then either.)

I’m sorry, what was the question?

At Last

“Can you believe we’re here right now?” Nursey whispers, and Dex sighs.

“No, actually, I cannot,” he says, tugging Nursey a little closer so he can be heard over the crooning of Etta James. “Because as I recall, item number one on my list of things that I did not want at our wedding was a first dance. In front of everyone.”

“But your mom had the song picked out and everything!”

“You have got to learn how to say no to her. It’s really embarrassing for you.”

“She’s my mother-in-law now, I can’t afford to piss her off.”

Dex snorts. “She loves you more than me, and you know it.”

“I’m just glad all the moms still love us after we crushed their hopes and dreams of a big wedding,” he whispers, and Dex laughs.

They hadn’t wanted anything traditional—no church, no readings, no impersonal and vaguely-religious officiant of any kind. (Shitty officiated, actually, and cried more than anyone.) No one walked anyone down any aisles, there was no wedding party, and if Dex had gotten his way, there would have been no first dance.

“Is it over yet?” he asks, and Nursey muffles his laugh into Dex’s neck.

“Could you at least pretend to look happy with your new husband?”

“Hey, I am probably the happiest person here. Just not, you know, when 50 people are staring at me.”

“They’re probably staring at how good your ass looks in those pants,” Nursey whispers, and Dex flushes. They had decided against full suits—and certainly no tuxes—in favor of just ties and vests. Mostly because Dex really likes the way Nursey looks in vests.

“Yeah, that doesn’t really make me feel any better.”

“Would you prefer them to be staring at my ass?”

“Well, I think that paper we signed earlier means that it belongs to me now, so…”

“You can own my ass anytime,” Nursey says, pairing a faux pout with an overwrought wink, and Dex laughs, though he cuts himself off when Nursey shifts back.

“Wait, no, what are you—do not spin me, Derek Nurse,” he hisses, but Nursey just grins.

“Whoops, too late,” he says easily, lifting his arm. He attempts to spin Dex, who tries to trip Nursey, and they narrowly avoid hitting the floor after stumbling over each other’s feet. They finally end up upright and in each other’s arms again, everyone laughing and Dex’s cheeks flushed red.

“Can’t wait to watch that on video,” Nursey says brightly, and Dex groans.

anonymous asked:

Hi :) I'm really new, like, just discovering spirit work and haven't really started yet new, I was wondering if you knew any good/reliable resources or posts or anything like that for beginners that you could please point me to? I've seen plenty of posts with advice about being careful and protected and what NOT to do but I'm struggling to find anything on what I /am/ supposed to do. I have absolutely no idea HOW I'm supposed to start 😅

Ok I said I wasn’t helping people any more but I have an hour before work so

Crann’s methods of how to actually do spirit work in a real way that will benefit you and the spirits around you.

MAJOR ULTRA UPG WARNING AHEAD

So there are different varieties of spirits and you will interact with them in different ways. Most people’s spirit companions are a lot like “people”. They have egos, personalities, minds, memories, a sense of individuality, and a way of experiencing reality that mirrors our human experience of reality.

“People” spirits are just one small type of spirit in the universe. There are many spirits which are not “people” in the slightest yet which are still real and valuable allies, and I fear a lot of people ignore these powerful spirits because they are more difficult to relate to. There are spirits which may as well reside in a different universe, given how alien they are to our small human minds.

Alright so we want to do some real spirit work am I right?

Step one: Find a plant.

Benefits of plant communication: 

  • They tend to sit still and not run away from you.
  • They will not become uncomfortable if you silently stare at them for several minutes
  • They are usually quiet patient and forthcoming with their answers

Caveat: If you are looking for a more magical experience, seek out a plant high on the scale of magical properties. Most any plant will speak to you, but magical plants have a benefit to them. For one they have often already agreed to work with humanity so you’ve got a foot in the door. For another they tend to have more interesting things to say, and may give you advice on your magical practices and how to improve them.

It is spring season so it shouldn’t be hard to go to the local home center and pick up a nice sprouted herb and a pot :) 

Sit down with your plant of choice (it need not be a magical herb, a tree outside or a nice bush will do). Touch its leaves to introduce yourself. Take a deep breath and release all thought within your mind. Send a single message: “Hello, will you talk to me?” Take a deep breath and release all thought within your mind.

Then wait for the plant to talk back.

You may experience words, feelings, emotions, images, or other mental stimuli. If the plant suddenly pricks you or stings you, it is not interested in talking. If you get no reply at all from a plant, leave it alone and find another. If you are having very little success, seek out a magical herb (living or dried) and try that instead.

The purpose of speaking with plants is to get in some practice. Learning how to quiet things down in your mind so you have an opportunity to hear answers. Not to mention that plants are some of the earliest and most ancient teachers ^-^

Use this same technique for crystals and elements of nature such as rivers, caves, hills, even roads :) Try it for animals as well although they do not often like to patiently sit still!

Then I suppose at some point you would like to talk to non-corporeal spirits, like elementals and fairies and so on :) This is where things get a little different!

When talking to a plant there is in my opinion little risk of danger (although I have been attacked by plant spirits before). When you move on to incorporeal entities things get a bit rougher. A bit more dangerous. So you’ll want to have your protective amulets, your protective circle, and your banishing materials in place. At this point you should also be reading resources on the type of spirit you wish to commune with, to learn the proper etiquette and ways to deal with these spirits.

Go to where you feel these incorporeal spirits would be. Clear your mind and just as you called to the plant, call to the spirit. Speak to it using your personal technique you have learned communing with plants. Send away the spirit safely and politely when you are finished speaking with it, and remove yourself respectfully.

Now earlier I mentioned that spirit contact can be used for your benefit and the benefit of the spirits ^-^

The spirits may sometimes ask you for help. As a physical being you can do lots of things that incorporeal beings can’t manage. For example a house plant asking for more water is a way you can oblige the spirit world :) Or a forest tree may ask you to pick up litter. There are deeper and more mystical things a spirit may ask of you besides obvious offerings but those are things for you to discover down your path. At least on my path I can say that the more I interact with spirits, the more I help them and the more they help me.

So suppose you need some help in your life! Pray to the Universe or your gods or your higher powers to send you a spirit that can help you. Reach out to your spirit guides. Go to a place of power or a place you often commune with the spirits and ask for help in exchange for offerings. 

REMEMBER THIS. There is ALWAYS an exchange. This doesn’t mean loss —– there is just always an exchange. You do not interact with spirits and stay the same person when you are done, even if you change by a hair’s breadth. 

Now just some random tidbits…

  • Start small! You are level 1. Start with level 1 spirits. You feel me?
  • Life gets in the way. We all get that. If life gets in the way for you a lot, DO NOT make promises to commune with spirits regularly. 
  • Don’t put up with assholes. Seriously. There are so many good, beautiful, wonderful spirits in the Universe that are eager to be our friends and teachers. Don’t fucking put up with Mr. Dickbutt just because he gives you the thrill of spirit communication. Get rid of spirits that do not uplift you.
  • The “spirit communication muscle” takes time to grow. Don’t expect to be connected to the spirit world all day as soon as you start out. Exhausting yourself is counter-productive and unhealthy.

ok…for some reason i haven’t seen anyone talk about this but it’s been eating away at me so i’m just gonna…talk about it.

in “ark of taujeer”, coran attempts to win over the red lion. it’s a funny scene bc coran is dressed up in yet another ridiculous outfit (between this and space mall, does he have a huge wardrobe hidden somewhere?), lists off his full name, and the red lion totally ditches him. but?? like?? also??

[image: coran standing in front of the red lion saying “finally, alfor. i will walk in your footsteps!”]

alfor was totally the red paladin, right???

it’s a passing reference and i can get why it was overlooked. i think some people believe it just means alfor was a paladin in general? but let me talk about why it would be so, so good for alfor to be the red paladin.

  • for alfor being a paladin in general: there’s the “father, we must form voltron!” scene that’s been frequently mentioned (paladin allura??), as well as how it makes sense for the leaders of two major species to both be paladins. BUT the ‘yellow armor’ people claim he’s in…isn’t actually paladin armor. i’m pretty sure it’s just a royal outfit.
  • red lion in galra captivity: alfor puts allura in the cryopod, which coran also ends up in at some point, but?? the castle ends up safe and hidden on a distant planet?? alfor seemed to have had a plan (“if all goes well, i will see you again soon”), but he must have separated from the castleship to enact it. it may be that alfor ordered the other paladins to hide their lions (with black remaining locked in the castle and sent away), but he himself was followed by a vengeful zarkon – or perhaps flew in to face him head on – and the red lion failed to escape.
  • drama potential: my guy, just imagine how pissed allura would be if the pilot of her father’s lion ended up being a galra – OH WAIT! it’s not that much a stretch bc she was pretty pissed about keith, huh? allura, of course, has plenty of reasons to be distrustful of a galra on her team, but if that was enflamed by the fact that this particular galra took the place of her father, who was killed by the galra, i think her anger is even more justified.
  • parallels: i’m…pretty sure that after zarkon went off the deep end, alfor became the new leader of voltron. wow, red being second-in-command? why does that sound familiar…
    • bonus black paladin allura potential!! the only decision we really saw alfor make was to scatter the lions instead of standing and fighting – a decision that he (or at least his AI) later admitted was a bad choice and he should have listened to allura. it sounds like the red paladin wasn’t really sure of what to do and somebody else should have been in charge, hmm…?
    • drama + parallel potential: if alfor really did try to face zarkon head on…and coran was still awake to witness it…i can imagine that there might’ve been an exchange such as “get out of there now! zarkon is too powerful!” “this is my chance to put an end to the galra empire! i have to take it!”
  • it’d be fukcing hilarious bro: imagine this character we’ve been built up to believe is a sage and wise and regal king, only to find out that this whole time he’s been a taller and slightly-more-mature keith.

anyway thank you for reading and please consider red paladin alfor from here on out.

anonymous asked:

Hi River! Can you link us to some meta, analysis, commentary, or basic evidence of Sherlock being trans, particularly in BBC Sherlock? I just haven't really read anything in depth about this so I'm interested to know more. Thanks!

hey! i’m just going to compile my own list of things i’ve caught but you can certainly go to @marcelock‘s trans sherlock tag for more!!!

so firstly, most of the canonical evidence is in s3 and tab but i thought i’d start with something that caught my attention in the great game

here, sherlock is excitedly giving his deduction about the golem

and john, pressed about the earlier confrontation he had with sherlock about moriarty, and impatient, replies with this

which leads sherlock and lestrade to have these reactions:

now QUITE obviously sherlock and lestrade know something here that john does not. lestrade looks down and away immediately after john’s comment and sherlock looks at lestrade with a look which vehemently reads “don’t say anything, he doesn’t know” 

to me, this is an extremely obvious misgendering of sherlock that john does ignorantly and unintentionally because he honestly doesn’t know, and i can adhere to this personally because it has happened to me on multiple occasions 

now, throughout the next 10 minutes of the episode sherlock distances himself from john by telling him that they should split up to get more done, which isn’t an unusual occurrence but it is DEFINITELY unusual when john is doing something that only police should be doing (interviewing the dead man’s roommate) 

i see this as sherlock needing to distance himself from john for just a little while because of the earlier instance. he’s obviously not mad, just a bit upset and jarred but as you can see by the end of the episode everything between them is completely fine again

in s2 there isn’t much in the way of physical evidence like above, it’s more subtextual, in asib it is brought up at least twice that i can remember that sherlock is a virgin 

“sex doesn’t alarm me” “how would you know?” 

“he calls you the ice man and the virgin” 

this can be attested to that sherlock is just a genuinely awkward person and uncomfortable with contact as such but it can easily be read that because he is trans that he experienced and experiences body dysphoria which would lead to him not being comfortable with his own body, let alone allowing someone else to be with it so intimately 

“but what about top surgery scars?????” you may ask

not all trans people get double mastectomies!!! some of us don’t ever get surgery! but sherlock could have easily had the key hole operation which would not leave the double incisions on the chest that you see on many trans men 

sherlock having little to no body hair is also incredibly telling, as many trans men, even on testosterone, are unable to grow it and if they do it’s usually patchy

in both thob and the google maps of 221b, there is an injection gun sitting on the table

injection guns are used to inject medication accurately and frequently, and, sherlock constantly on the move for cases, would need to administer his testosterone quickly and efficiently

now, in The Trans Sherlock Show (s3) there is so much evidence that he’s trans it makes my head spin

the VERY first scene we see sherlock in, he has absolutely no facial hair, yet, the hair on his head is literally down to his shoulders

where did he find the time to shave yet not cut his hair??? he didn’t

sherlock was unable to have access to testosterone in the field for 2 years is what happened, so it stunted his facial hair growth 

there is literally no other explanation for this like

moving on to tsot

sherlock loves dancing and always has which isn’t that unusual for men anymore, but his love for dancing does not explain the fact that he can do a pirouette perfectly? he would have had to go through extensive training to complete such a move, and many parents put their “little girls” in dancing lessons

during the stag night and sherlock and john’s drinking game, sherlock drunkenly asks questions that john answers to validate him, not the person on his head

“am i human?”

“am i a man?”

“tall?”

“nice?”

“clever?”

“am i important?”

“do people like me?”

sherlock is obviously seeking validation from john, and he just wants to know what he is to people and how people see him

later in this scene sherlock also says “beauty is a construct based entirely on childhood influences and role models” which is a really… trans thing to say. he’s talking about beauty and looks but those are as performative as gender, gender is literally performing a look, how you want to be perceived and how you want others to perceive you

hlv now!!!

as a little aside and a line that i always laugh at anderson asks sherlock if he has “one hole or two” and sherlock abashedly says “sorry?!” and obviously they’re talking about the gunshot wound but it’s just a funny trans joke to me

anyway! “how can sherlock be trans if he is clearly a little boy in his mind palace!!!” sherlock can imagine himself however he wants in his mind palace folks and children are mostly androgynous in formative years so this could have been how he looked or he’s picturing himself as such

now the 2 hospital scenes, one with janine and the deleted scene with magnussen 

first the janine scene: 

“you lied to me, you lied and lied” 

“just once would have been nice”

sherlock, awkwardly, “i was waiting until we got married”

“you shouldn’t have lied to me, i know what kind of man you are. we could have been friends”

now this can be read as both a reveal of sherlock being gay AND trans

“but it can only be about him being gay!!!” you might say

then explain the magnussen scene:

magnussen, a man who blackmails people for money, is blackmailing sherlock about his “musician’s hands”

but this comment quickly turns into calling them “woman’s hands,” and sherlock looks at magnussen in fear - he knows his secret

this deleted scene completely explains sherlock’s vehemence toward mycroft near the end of hlv when mycroft asks sherlock why he hates magnussen so much

and finally the tarmac scene, when sherlock says “sherlock is actually a girl’s name”

this can be interpreted a couple of different ways in terms of him being trans

sherlock could be saying here that sherlock was his birthname and he wanted to keep it, but needed a masculine name on legal documents, hence william sherlock scott holmes, because sherlock is quite an androgynous unusual name

or, he could be saying that he was born a “girl,” and that his being carries along that sentiment even though he had chosen sherlock during his transition. either way, he’s literally saying he’s trans

onto tab, 

sherlock has no facial hair at all, yes he could be cleanly shaven, but as this is the 1890s hrt doesn’t exist yet so he wouldn’t be able to actually grow it

sherlock, perhaps having noticed, or not caring to notice because hooper is in the same predicament as him, has not said anything about the fact that hooper is, for lack of a better term, “a woman dressed in man’s clothing”

hooper could be a trans man just like sherlock, hence him not saying a single thing because he himself is trans as well and would not dare to out hooper

I LITERALLY HAVE NO COMMENT????? THIS IS THE MOST TRANS LINE I HAVE EVER COME ACROSS IN CINEMA 

in the end scene, when sherlock tells john that he “would be very much at home in such a world” and that he’s always been a man out of his time, it’s fairly obvious that sherlock knows he could better himself in current day, that he could be the man he wanted with access to what he wanted in the 21st century (testosterone, surgery, etc) 

and finally after all of that! the big doozy of yesterday in which we all learned that sherlock literally leaves his t needles all over 221b! a major thank you to @sidryan for that!

anyway that’s all! sherlock is trans thanks for coming to my ted talk

hydrachea  asked:

Okay but did anyone ask about this yet : how would Saeran react if you hugged him? We all want to do it but i haven't seen headcanons about his possible reaction anywhere.

Author’s note: I was about to write Saeran angst when I saw this :) minorly inspired by this

Saeran

  • “I’m so proud of you!!”
  • Saeran gave you a half smile as he held up a blue 1st place ribbon
  • Ever since he started living with you and Seven, you had forced him to actually DO something with his life

“Why can’t I hack like Saeyoung does??”

“Because, Saeran, your brother actually has some REAL WORLD experiences.”

“I’ve had real world experiences!!!”

“You were trapped in a religious cult led by your brother’s best friend where you were taught to seek vengeance against all who wronged you.”

“…So, what exactly did you have in mind?”

  • After that day, you took him to Yoosung’s university and signed him up for an art class even though he protested the ENTIRE way
  • In order to actually pass the class, Saeran had to submit one art piece to a local competition 
  • “I can’t believe you won!!”
  • Saeran scratched the back of his neck, “Yeah… it’s actually on display at the museum-”
  • “REALLY?? LET’S GO!!”
  • You grabbed his hand and pulled him out the front door before he could object
  • When the two of you arrived, Saeran stopped you
  • “Now, uh,” he cleared his throat, “don’t be weirded out or anything when you see it.”
  • You laughed
  • “Why would I be ‘weirded out’?”
  • Grabbing his hand once again trust me, Saeran’s keeping count the two of you walked through the museum entrance
  • “It’s that way,” he pointed
  • He walked you down a hall to the right and let go of your hand
  • “Wait,” you turned toward him, “I don’t see-”
  • He stepped out of the way to give you a better view
  • You read the description
  • “A fallen angel, by Saeran Choi”
  • It was a drawing of you
  • Everything about the picture was breath taking, from the tiniest details of you that he captured, to the perfect combination of shading and lighting
  • “It’s stupid, isn’t it? The lines are all-”
  • He stopped when he felt your arms wrap around him
  • You buried your head in his chest, tiny tears soaking his shirt
  • “It’s beautiful.”
  • Saeran looked down at you, his face heating up
  • “M-MC, what are you doing?”
  • “I’m giving you a hug,” you chuckled, looking up at him
  • “Oh, well, ” he mimicked you and returned the hug, “…I like it.”
Jeep Smut pt 2

Shawn Mendes 
Words; 2,200 
Warnings: CONTAINS ACTUAL SMUT
Requested;
by, like, everyone at this point 
Note; Well this was a journey  😄 Also, not the best ending, but by this point I’ve been working for about 12 hours (pretty much straight) on this damn thing  😄 Oh, and here’s part 1 in case you haven't read it yet! 

“God, how does Que put up with these things?” Alex groaned as she kicked off her heels, bringing her knees to rest under her chin. From the corner of my eyes, I caught sight of the hem of her dress sliding higher up her thigh, and it took all the strength in me not to just pull over and fuck her senseless. 

Alex seemed to read my mind, a small grin flirting on her lips, “I’ve got you good, haven’t I?”

“Wait, you knew what you were doing?” I turned to her for a mini second.

Nodding, her giggles sent my heart racing as she hid the ever-growing smile behind her leg, “Why do you think Que let me borrow this dress?”

My mouth worked but I had no words.

Knuckles turning white, I gripped the wheel tightly, trying to push past my feelings and focus on the road. But Alex just loved making this hard for me. Ever so gently, her fingers danced along my arm, goose bumps forming on the skin as she grabbed my hand. She brought my hand to her lips, taking her time to kiss each knuckle. I inhaled sharply as she guided my hand up her bare leg, the tips of my fingers brushing along the hem.

Just a few more minutes.

We hit the woods at the edge of the city. The sun was already beginning to set, snippets of the pink and orange sky filtering through the clusters of tall trees. Alex rolled down her window more, letting the warm summer air into the car. It would have been romantic, if I wasn’t so God damn desperate.

Once I thought we were deep enough into the woods that no one would find us, I pulled over into a familiar lay-by overlooking a picnic area with a large lake. Cutting off the engine, we both unbuckled ourselves. I reached over to Alex, totally ready to drag her into my lap, but she didn’t seem to think the same. Instead she flashed me a smile before getting out the car.

Closing my eyes, my head fell against my chair as I took a deep breath through my nose, trying to compose myself. I swear she was trying to kill me.

I slammed the car door shut, walking across the grass towards Alex who sat on an old picnic table. Soft sun reflected off the water, casting a warm glow on her face.

Joining her on the table, I opened my arm for her. Instinctively, she curled into me, the little peck she pressed against my neck sending tingles down my spine. Her head fell onto my shoulder, small wisps of hair tickling my nose as I kissed the crown of her head.

“It’s really pretty here,” She mumbled softly, smiling at the small group of ducks swimming around the far end of the lake.

“You know what’s prettier?” She shrugged, “You.”

Her whole face blushed an adorable shade of red as my lips brushed the sensitive spot behind her ear, nipping at the skin to make her laugh, “Shut up.”

The ducks started quacking in the distance, the leaves on the tree rustling as the wind passed through them. It was quiet out here. It felt nice to get away from the loud city, even if it was only for a few hours.

“Granddad used to bring Aaliyah and me out here every summer,” I blurted out, not really sure why, “He would try and teach us to fish, but we were more interested in climbing the trees. I haven’t been here in so long.”

“We could bring our own kids here in the future. Maybe not to fish, but for like picnics or something.” My laughter caught her attention. Her grin growing as she turned to gaze up at me with dreamy eyes.

I couldn’t help but smile back, “I’d like that.”

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What’s in France

Request: Hello! I have a request, how about reader is in love with newt, but she thinks newt loves leta(when they were in hogwarts)(and newt had been distant) which is why she lost contact with him after he got expelled. Angst!! They meet years later and turns out newt realised he loved reader when he lost her. Pls a happy ending! Im sorry if its too detailed, I’m just really excited about this one. Love u!

Word Count: 2,665

Pairing: Newt x reader

Requested by Anonymous

Requests are currently open! Feel free to send one in


Newt twists in his bed, kicking the sheets from his chest and running a hand over his face. The moonlight streaks illuminate the small clock hanging crooked on the room’s wall. 2:53. Groaning, he flips onto his stomach, coming face to face with a picture of you breaking into a shy smile.

The familiar tears prick his eyes as he watches it happen over and over, falling back asleep and into a restless dream of you smiling.


“Are you sure you don’t want to come? It’ll be fun. Come on, we can go to The Three Broomsticks and split a glass of butterbeer like we used to.”

“I have too much studying to do.”

You groan and fall onto the couch next to your friend. “Newt, we haven’t had time to hang out in ages.” You deepen your voice to sound like his. “It’s always ‘I’m studying’ or ‘I have to write notes.’ Why don’t you take one break to go with me?”

Newt tears his eyes from the book in front of him, smile forming on his lips. “I’m busy. I need to pass this next potions exam. We’ll go next month, I promise.”

“Newt.” You whine, drawing out his name until he raises his eyebrows at you in false annoyance.

“Fine. You win.”

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SNK 89 Summary EDITED AGAIN FOR A DIFFERENT, MORE RECENT TRANSLATION
  • Hanji: "The Attack Titan"
  • Eren: Huh?
  • Hanji: That's what you just did. You stared into the middle distance and said "The Attack Titan" without any prompting.
  • Armin: Well I guess he did do that.
  • Levi: Who gives a shit. He's 15. He's an edgelord. Of course he's going to stare into the middle distance and say dramatic shit.
  • Hanji: Also you're free to go. Let's go see the queen.
  • ---------------------------
  • Historia: Hey bitches.
  • Everyone: All hail the queen.
  • Historia: Jesus christ guys it's still me. No need for that. Also Let's go read Ymir's letter.
  • --------Ymir's letter--------
  • Ymir: Sup Historia. Reiner's letting me write this letter, but he's reading everything I write so I figure this is a good time to mention that Reiner will never, EVER get laid.
  • Ymir: Anyways, sorry I left you. I don't know what came over me.
  • Ymir: So basically here's my backstory. I used to be an orphan but this guy gave me the name Ymir. I started calling myself Ymir and everyone started worshipping my ass. But then some guys (read: Marley) came along and told me my ass was whack but I responded "Bitch my ass fine and also I'm a goddess" even though I wasn't.
  • Ymir: Not a goddess, that is. My ass fine.
  • Ymir: Anyways, they sent me to Paradis and made me into a Titan and yadda yadda you know the rest.
  • Ymir: They are probably going to kill me now. It was a good life, though. I'm happy with it.
  • Ymir: I do have one regret, though.
  • Ymir: I never got to marry you.
  • ----------Later that day---------
  • Zackley: Okay guys so we haven't revealed this info to the public yet. Lets go over it real quick and see if we can figure out what to do.
  • Hanji: So basically everyone in the world wants our asses dead.
  • Zackley: Well shit.
  • Hanji: Also, according to Eren's flashback:
  • ----------Eren's Flashback------------
  • OKay Fuck me I'm not sure exactly what this part is saying, but basically the mindless titans were used as military might by Eldians and now are used by Marley. The First King is using the titans to keep the Eldians in "Paradise", but believes that one day all of Eldia should be wiped out, lest it wage war again. One translation says the Marley want to control the titans, another one says they want to kill the titans so they can harvest resources from Paradis. For this goal they need the coordinate. There is a debate in Marley on whether or not to exterminate all Eldians or to use them as weapons. Kruger want Grisha to steal the coordinate so that this debate will open up again... for some reason. I'm waiting for a better translation.:
  • -----------Back to present day-------------
  • Zackley: So pretty much, if I'm understanding this, if a Reiss has the coordinate then we can't use the power, but if a non-Reiss has the coordinate we can't use the power.
  • Hanji: Ya
  • Eren: *Remembers he could use it when he touched smiling titan*
  • Eren: *Remembers smiling titan is Dina, and therefore royalty*
  • Eren: *Realizes if he tells people this they might make him eat Historia to merge with royal blood and unlock coordinate*
  • Eren: *Says nothing because he doesn't want Historia to die and let's be real she probably tastes terrible*
  • -----------Back to Eren's Flashback----------
  • Kruger: Grisha, when you get to the walls, start a family.
  • Grisha: And just betray Dina?
  • Kruger: Yeah boi
  • Kruger: You have to. Otherwise we will continue to repeat the same mistakes and the same history again and again.
  • Kruger: You have to do it if you want to save Mikasa and Armin.
  • Grisha: Who the fuck are Mikasa and Armin?
  • Kruger: I have no fucking clue. Why the fuck did I say that?
  • ----------Chapter End-------------------
  • Fandom: THE ACTUAL FUCK JUST HAPPENED
  • Fandom: NO REALLY WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT ABOUT MIKASA AND ARMIN WHAT THE FUCK
The Expanse: Interesting comments from Cara Gee (Drummer) on diversity

Cara Gee is a Canadian actress of Ojibwe descent.  She currently plays Drummer, head of security at Tycho Station and Fred Johnson’s second in command on SyFy’s series “The Expanse” - which is itself an adaptation of the amazing James S.A.  If you’re not watching it/reading it - you are missing out big time.  It is an amazing series, whether in book or television form.

Last night, there was a post-show podcast on which Cara Gee was a guest star.

Question: We were talking earlier about the representation on the show, particularly on the female cast - how it’s a very diverse group of women.  Is that something you’re particularly proud of about the show?

Cara Gee: Yes!  Yes!  It’s the future.  It’s so brilliant.  You know, I have auditioned for shows in the past and there was one in particular where I got very close on a role and I didn’t get it and the note that my agent got was that they ‘already had a half-Asian person on the show’ and so I didn’t get the part … and what the actual fuck?  Of course there were so many white people on the show … and of course that didn’t seem to be a problem.  There is this idea that we have to have “one of each and only one and they stand in for all” … That’s bullshit … that doesn’t happen on [The Expanse] and I’m so proud to be a part of that.   It’s amazing.

10. Pink // Nurseydex

« {Part 10 of my Valentine’s collection.} »

a/n: it snowed on my college campus a few days ago, so i had to write something snowball fight-related. enjoy!

The moment he felt the snowball connect with the back of his neck, Dex knew—it was on.

He turned around and sure enough, there was Nursey, standing on the Haus lawn, wearing nothing more substantial than a multi-colored striped Patagonia and holding an armful of pre-packed snowballs. “Nurse!” Dex called out. “You are so dead!

“Oh, yeah. Definitely,” Nursey said, readying another snowball. “You’re totally about to hashtag-wreck me.”

Nursey didn’t get a chance to throw the snowball he was holding. Dex set his backpack down on the sidewalk in front of the house, bent down to scoop up a snowball, and threw it at Nursey’s hand. “You’re going down, Nursey,” he grinned.

Dex was raised in a household of five kids in the middle of Portland, Maine. Knowing how to participate in a snowball fight was less of a talent and more of a survival skill. If you didn’t know how to pack a snowball in under a second and a half flat, there was no way you were going to be able to defend yourself when your older sisters decide to ambush you on your way home from school. Dex was a snowball fight professional. Nursey wouldn’t even see what was coming to him.

With practiced hands, Dex scooped up two more snowballs and threw them with deathly accuracy, aiming straight for Nursey’s face. One of them hit Nursey’s chest, but the other hit its mark perfectly. Was it playing fair? No. But was it satisfying? Hell yes.

“Ow! Shit! That was savage cold, man,” Nursey said, wiping snow out of his eyes. “You aren’t messing around, are you?”

“Nope,” Dex said. “You gonna fight back or what?”

“Hell yeah, I’m fighting back.” Nursey said. “Come at me, bro.”

And so he did.

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Sick Day

For @audreycritter you accidentally inspired me today, enjoy the fluff. 

Words: 1,500

Rating: Gen

Summary: Bruce isn’t feeling well, and Damian wants to make sure he gets proper rest. 


Across the table from Bruce Damian sneezed. The boy rubbed fiercely at his nose with the back of his hand, before returning his attention to his breakfast. Bruce watched him for a few moments before deciding the sneeze was the result of some dust in the air and not a sign of illness. He always had to check with Damian, his youngest made a habit of concealing anything he took as a sign of weakness.

Bruce settled back in his chair and took up his coffee mug to take a sip. The liquid caught in his throat for a moment, prompting a cough he knew would result in spraying Damian with hot coffee. He resisted, swallowing the sip a moment before the cough broke out. Damian looked up from his food, a tiny frown on his face. Bruce held a hand up as he tried to stem the coughing fit and at last caught his breath.

“Coffee went down the wrong pipe.” He said.

Damian’s frown deepened. “That would not be possible, Father. But I understand your meaning.”

Bruce chuckled and found himself coughing again, the tickle of liquid at the back of his throat still irritating him. He took a second drink from his coffee cup, this one more of a gulp, to stem the tide of the coughs. At last they stilled. Damian’s frown had turned into a line, one that read as worried.

“I’m fine.” Bruce repeated his reassurance. Except now that he said it, he wasn’t sure it was true. His initial coughing had been due to the mishap with the coffee, but his throat was still scratchy. He shrugged it off as burning from the coffee.

Damian clicked his tongue. “If you say so.”

It was afternoon when Bruce finally admitted it to himself. There was something wrong. It didn’t feel like allergies, as much as he hoped it was, but more like the beginnings of a cold. He decided to leave early from the office asking his assistant to forward any messages he might need and returned to the manor. He called a cab instead of Alfred, by the time he made it home he was feeling even worse.

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hoot-eggs  asked:

Tale, Fell, and Swap bros' crush who will kiss the skelly on the cheek to use them as a flashlight because the blush of the skelly brightens the room during a blackout. (Interested on your view because this was written in a fanfiction by Miss RacoonSinQueen (I think that's her name) called "Six Skeletons, One Maid" It's realy good if you haven't read it yet!!

I thought you guys could use a break from all these angsty asks so here’s a cute one! 

Some context: S/O and skeles are hanging out alone when the blackout happens. 

Undertale 

Sans

Sans’s blush isn’t bright enough to “use as a flashlight” but it’s helpful for looking for flashlights! Though, when he jokes about how he can’t blush forever and it’s going to fade in a few minutes, you smirk and kiss him repeatedly whenever his blush starts to fade. Sans just sits there and lets it happen, then eventually he pulls you close to him and says, “now let’s see if you glow too?” and kisses you on your lips. 

Papyrus

Papaya’s blush glows brighter than his brother and he’s too embarrassed about it than to kiss you back. Instead, he’ll say, “THE GREAT PAPYRUS IS GREAT AT MANY THINGS! INCLUDING BEING A LIVING FLASHLIGHT”. He’ll mostly laugh it off and praises you for being able to be resourceful and think practically at a time like this. 

Underfell

Sans

At first, he doesn’t even realize that you kissed him to make him blush for light. After you kiss him sweetly on the cheek, Red’s paralyzed for a second to comprehend what happened, then he grabs your shoulders and kisses you back on your lips. His kiss turns into a full on makeout session between you two, the darkness only fueling the passion. The privacy of the blackness, the low glow of Red’s blush, and the heat of your skin on his bones, all leads to sexy times. 

Papyrus

Honestly??? Fell just gets so offended??? He’s not a flashlight goddamit! And he’s hurt that that’s the only reason why you kissed him! Not because he’s smart, charming, and handsome, only because you needed to him blush! He’s also embarrassed by his glow in the dark face so he goes to fix the power himself. When he comes back, he kisses you back to see you blush and says, “THERE! NOW WE’RE EVEN!”

Underswap

Sans

Blue’s blush shines the brightest out of all the skeles, the light cyan glow illuminates everything within a few feet. He’s absolutely impressed that you thought of this and kisses you back in return, mostly in appreciation for being so clever in this situation. While he looks for a flashlight to fix the power, he realizes what that kiss actually meant, so he returns and says that he “can’t find” the flashlight, so they’ll have to wait for the power to come back on or wait til morning. In the meantime, he’d gladly provide light…with a little help. 

Papyrus

When Stretch realizes why you kissed him, he’s laughing so hard, his blush glows even brighter. For some reason, this makes him so happy, making him higher than any cigarette could and he pulls you close to kiss you back. Stretch confesses that he’s liked you for a long time and you two begin making out on the couch. 

anonymous asked:

prompt/fic idea: im ur next door neighbor and the walls are too thin so yeah i can hear u banging all night and it sounds like u're really good judging from the grunts and screams... one night i got home drunk and my friend was yelling how sexually frustrated i am and i have the hots for you even though we haven't met before and when we do see each other, oh boy i am a goner

(bless u nonnie this idea is a Gift)

Really, Zuko shouldn’t be allowed to drink.

Whenever he drinks, he almost always ends up embarrassing situations - embarrassing and sometimes life threatening. He thinks back to the lake incident with Toph and shudders; that night not only put the fear of God in him, but a healthy fear of snapping turtles as well.

And yet here he is, stumbling into his little apartment. Suki bumps into his back impatiently as he fumbles with the lock before finally getting it open. She nudges past him and goes right for the couch, dropping all of her weight onto the cushions. 

Zuko pushes the door shut. He winces at the somewhat loud slam and toes his shoes off, then shuffles in after Suki. He doesn’t bother with the couch - she won’t share, anyway - and instead lays on the floor, cheek pressed to the scratchy carpet. The room spins around his head. He exhales, a groan tacked on the end, and reaches up to smack at Suki’s foot.

“Why did you even take me to that bar in the first place?” Zuko mumbles into the carpet. He shifts lazily, tugging his shirt up his back slightly to cool off his skin.

“Because,” Suki drawls, kicking at Zuko’s hand, “You’re annoying when you mope and you’ve been moping about the hot neighbor girl for weeks.”

Zuko grunts and rolls over. “I have not!” He isn’t aware of how loud his voice is. “I haven’t been moping over her!” 

Above him, Suki laughs. It’s twice as loud as his voice, bouncing off the walls and coming right back to them. “Bullshit!” She snorts. She forces herself onto her side, honey colored hair falling across her face as she stares down at him. “You’ve got it so bad for the neighbor girl! All you do is talk about her and how loud she is!” Suki sits up, reaching down to bat at Zuko’s face. “I am a very good friend, so - so I took you out to try to find someone else for you to mope over, but nooooooooo, all you could talk about was the neighbor girl and who she might be banging and how you wished it was you.”

Zuko grunts and bats at Suki’s hand in turn. He gives up on trying to deny it and instead yells with all of the pent up frustration in him. “It’s just not fair!” He shouts, fists banging on the carpet. “She’s so goddamn pretty, and she has the nicest laugh!” He rocks from side to side, legs folding up slightly. “And - Suki, oh my god - I can hear every sound she makes - oh my god - her moans are the hottest thing I have ever heard!” 

Suki laughs again. She lays down and presses her cheek to the mattress. All the shit they’ve gotten into tonight and still her make up is perfectly intact, red lips pristine and winged eyeliner flawless. 

She reaches down and pats Zuko’s cheek, clumsy, but trying to comfort him. “Maybe you should just suck it up and take her out,” She suggests, “So you’re the one that ends up in bed with her.”

His scoff is so loud it scratches his throat. “Yeah, right. Like that’ll ever happen.”

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After Suki leaves in the morning, Zuko spends a good hour nursing his hangover. 

He manages to drag himself to the kitchen and make a cup of tea, though he’s not even sure what he grabbed; something sweet and hot to soothe the sharp aches in his head.

He changes into the first clean shirt and sweats he finds, then trudges downstairs to the mailbox. Much as he wants to sleep some more, he’s waiting on a package from Uncle.

Zuko shuffles to the mailboxes, stifling a loud yawn behind his hand. He unlocks his, finding only bills and advertisements - and a postcard from Uncle inside. He shifts his weight, reading over it with a slight smile; the package is on its way, Uncle assures him, and he’s having the time of his life on the tiny island he’d chosen for his vacation.

“Hi, ‘scuse me.” 

Zuko glances up to find his neighbor coming up to his side, reaching for her mailbox. He flushes faintly and steps aside, pushing his mailbox door shut. “Hi, sorry.”

Chewing his lip, Zuko continues leafing through his mail, glancing at his neighbor from the corner of his eye. Her name is Katara; he’d learned this two days after moving in, when she’d introduced herself with a platter of cookies that actually tasted horrible, but the gesture was so kind that he hadn’t had the heart to admit that.

But then he’d learned just how thin the walls between their apartments are when she’d brought someone home a few days after their introductions. He vividly remembers almost dropping a pot on his foot when he realized he was hearing Katara moan. Didn’t matter who it was, either, everyone she brought home praised her and worshiped her, all for Zuko to hear loud and clear.

Beside him, Katara extracts her mail and shuts the little door. She leafs through it, and for a moment, Zuko can only sigh inwardly at how pretty she is; it’s barely eleven AM and she looks so perfect already.

“So,” Katara hedges, and Zuko glances up. She doesn’t lift her head, but her eyes instead. There’s a glint in them that makes him instantly nervous. “You had an interesting night, didn’t you?”

His brows furrow in confusion, and then it hits him like a train - everything he and Suki had yelled about, everything to do with Katara, in his living room, surrounded by the thinnest walls ever made.

She’d heard it.

She’d heard all of it.

The faint flush on his cheeks flares up to his good ear and down the length of his neck, disappearing into his shirt. Zuko groans and presses the envelopes to his face to hide himself. If he’s lucky, the ground will just - just shatter under him right now and drop him straight into the depths of hell. 

Katara watches him. She laughs softly; the sound is warm and teasing, and it only makes his embarrassment that much worse.

“Oh, God,” Zuko mutters behind his makeshift shield, “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry, I-”

“It’s fine,” Katara insists. Her tone is easy, not bothered in the slightest, but it doesn’t make him feel any better. She pockets her keys and looks up, tilting her head.

“Whenever you’re ready for that date, I’m available all day on Saturdays.”

Zuko promptly drops everything in his hands, jaw going slack. Katara laughs again. She turns away with a gentle toss of her wildly long hair, walking away. 

Zuko is frozen to the spot, rooted to the tile floor by sheer shock. He finally comes back to himself and crouches down, scrambling to grab his discarded mail, and rushes after Katara.

“Hey!” He calls, trying to catch up to her, “Wait! About that date - are you free this Saturday?”

Ed Sheeran sentence starters
  • "I saw a shooting star and thought of you."
  • "You were lying next to me, I looked across and fell in love."
  • "If you wanna put this on me, that’s fine, I never blamed you for anything at all."
  • "The world looks better through your eyes."
  • "It's only been one night of love and maybe that is not enough."
  • "If I fall for you, would you fall too?"
  • "It's not a homeless life for me, it's just I'm home less than I'd like to be."
  • "I haven't slept for the past week, two hours ain't enough for me."
  • "I'm drunk off last nights whisky and coke."
  • "You can stay with me forever or you could stay with me for now."
  • "Outside the day is up and calling, but I don't have to be so, please go back to sleep."
  • "Never been better since all the therapy."
  • "And you know, if I let you go, I'll still keep you safe."
  • "You are the one I fall asleep with but never wake up to."
  • "The worst things in life come free to us."
  • "I wanna be drunk when I wake up on the right side of the wrong bed."
  • "What didn't kill me, it never made me stronger at all."
  • "I know I'll never hold you like I used to."
  • "I'll be drunk again to feel a little love."
  • "I know you'll never love me like you used to."
  • "I found your hair band on my bedroom floor, the only evidence that you've been here before."
  • "I don't drink like everybody else, I do it to forget things about myself."
  • "There's no chance that we'll work it out."
  • "I said that's fine, but you're the only one that knows I lied."
  • "Everybody said we'd be together forever."
  • "Everything's great and everything's sure, but you live in your halls and I live in a tour bus."
  • "Pain is only relevant if it still hurts."
  • "If I was gonna go somewhere, I'd be there by now."
  • "I should ink my skin with your name."
  • "I should run you a hot bath and fill it up with bubbles."
  • "You should never cut your hair 'cause I love the way you flick it off your shoulder."
  • "You will never know just how beautiful you are to me."
  • "Maybe you're hoping for a fairy tale, too."
  • "This is the start of something beautiful."
  • "And it's dark in a cold December, but I've got you to keep me warm."
  • "I'm out of touch, I'm out of love."
  • "I think I love you better now."
  • "Playing a different show every night in front of a new crowd."
  • "Let me sing and do my thing and move to greener pastures."
  • "You need me, man, I don’t need you."
  • "Never be anything but a singer-songwriter, yeah."
  • "People think that I’m bound to blow up."
  • "I haven’t got a house, plus I live on a couch."
  • "They say I’m up and coming like I'm fucking in an elevator."
  • "Settle down with me, and I'll be your safety, you'll be my lady."
  • "I'm falling for your eyes, but they don't know me yet."
  • "Give me love like her, 'cause lately I've been waking up alone."
  • "All I want is the taste that your lips allow."
  • "Give me love like never before, 'cause lately I've been craving more."
  • "It's been a while but I still feel the same... maybe I should let you go."
  • "Another love that's gone to waste."
  • "If I kissed you, will your mouth read this truth?"
  • "Darling, how I miss you."
  • "You made me scream, but then I made you cry."
  • "Maybe you should learn to love her like the way you wanna be loved."
  • "I never told her that I liked the way she dances slightly out of time and pretends she knows the words to a song she's never heard."
  • "You’re not her, though I try to see you differently."
  • "I will try to find another one who suited me as well as her."
  • "We never even tried, we never even talked, we never even thought in the long run."
  • "Whenever it was painful, whenever I was away, I’d miss you."
  • "I didn't mean to break your heart."
  • "Everybody falls apart sometimes."
  • "I know you've found another one, but won't you just hold me tonight."
  • "They don't know we don't speak anymore."
  • "I will stop trying to fall in love again... it never works out anyway."
  • "But I am not anything like I was."
  • "I don't wanna lose a lover and friend in one night if that's alright."
  • "I shouldn't have fucked with your mind and your life too many times."
  • "I never meant to sleep around, I was just lonely."
  • "When I see my future, it is with you."
  • "We're not friends, nor have we ever been."
  • "If they find out, will it all go wrong?"
  • "We're not friends, we could be anything."
  • "Friends don't treat me like you do."
  • "Tell me that you turned down the man who asked for your hand 'cause you're waiting for me."
  • "I know, you're gonna be away a while, but I've got no plans at all to leave."
  • "Just promise me, you'll never leave again."
  • "Just promise me, you'll always be a friend."
  • "Everything changes, but we'll be strangers if we see this through."
  • "I've been sat with you for most of the night, ignoring everybody here."
  • "Don't you worry if I disappear."
  • "I'm not really looking for another mistake."
  • "I was never looking for a friend."
  • "Maybe you could swing by my room around ten, baby, bring a lemon and a bottle of gin."
  • "Baby, if you wanted me then you should've just said."
  • "Maybe we'll go together and just figure it out."
  • "Trust and respect is what we do this for."
  • "You didn't need to take him to bed that's all."
  • "I never saw him as a threat until you disappeared with him to have sex of course."
  • "It's not like we were both on tour, we were staying on the same fucking hotel floor."
  • "I wasn't looking for a promise or commitment, but it was never just fun and I thought you were different."
  • "This is not the way you realize what you wanted."
  • "It's a bit too much, too late if I'm honest."
  • "Getting high as two kites when we needed to breathe."
  • "I'd disappear, you'd call me selfish, I understand but I can't help it."
  • "So we can either deal with the pain and wait to get on a plane."
  • "You should go, 'cause I ain't ever coming home."
  • "I've been livin' on the road, but then again you should know."
  • "You won't ever be alone... wait for me to come home."
  • "Loving can heal, loving can mend your soul."
  • "When I'm away, I will remember how you kissed me."
  • "How'd I get so faded?"
  • "I feel the chemicals burn in my bloodstream."
  • "I've been looking for a lover, thought I'd find her in a bottle."
  • "I'll be feeling this tomorrow."
  • "You look so wonderful in your dress, I love your hair like that."
  • "We are surrounded by all of these lies and people who talk too much."
  • "You got the kind of look in your eyes as if no one knows anything but us."
  • "All that you are is all that I'll ever need."
  • "Just don’t expect me back this evening."
  • "I love him from my skin to my bones but I don’t wanna live in his home."
  • "I was raised to keep quiet."
  • "I don't wanna hate you."
  • "I kind of knew you liked the dude from private school."
  • "I knew he had his eyes on you."
  • "He's not the right guy for you."
  • "Don't hate me 'cause I write the truth."
  • "I would never lie to you but it was never fine to lose you."
  • "I'm just disgusted with the skeletons you sleep with in your closet."
  • "Fact is you're mad at me because I backtrack so casually."
  • "You're practically my family, if we married then I'll guess you'd have to be."
  • "Tragically our love just lost the will to live, but would I kill to give it one more shot? I think not."
  • "I don't love you, baby, I don't need you... I don't want you anymore."
  • "I'm not cut out for life on the road 'cause I didn't know I'd miss you this much."
  • "I guess I'm not the man that you need."
  • "Ever since you went to uni, I've been sofa surfing with a rucksack full of less cash and I guess that could get bad."
  • "When I broke the industry, that's when I broke your heart."
  • "I was supposed to chart and celebrate, but good things are over fast."
  • "I tend to turn you off and switch on my professional features, then I turn the music off and all I'm left with is to pick up my personal pieces."
  • "Success is nothing if you have no one left to share it with."
  • "I know you have a day job, but mine is 24/7."
  • "I still love you and I need you by my side if I could."
  • "The irony is if my career and music didn't exist, in 6 years, you'd probably be my wife with a kid."
  • "I'll die from a thrill, go down in history as just a wasted talent."
  • "Eventually I'll be fine, I know that it was never meant to be."
  • "These things happen for a reason and you can't change shit."
  • "Take my apology, I'm sorry for the honesty, but I had to get this off my chest."
  • "I will be loving you 'til we're 70."
  • "People fall in love in mysterious ways."
  • "I fall in love with you every single day."
  • "For four years I never had a place to stay."
  • "At 16 years old, I moved out of my home."
  • "I tattooed the lyrics onto my arm."
  • "I'll hold ya and you'll think of him."
  • "I'll never trust you again, you can just be a friend."
  • "If we should die tonight, then we should all die together."
Your Shawn Mendes song (Harry Potter Preferences)
  • This gave me an excuse to listen to Shawn Mendes, so I'm pretty happy.I haven't edited this yet, so forgive me for any mistakes.
  • Draco:
  • Treat You Better;You were already in a relationship when Draco had entered your life. He was instantly smitten with you,but you resisted. Your boyfriend was abusive and got jealous very easily. You didn't want to even think about what would happen if he found about Draco. Not that there was anything to find out. Draco was relentless in trying to convince you to be with him. "I know that I could treat you better than he can" he said. You knew that you definitely had feelings for the Slytherin, but you just didn't want him to get hurt.
  • Harry:
  • Stitches;Your's and Harry's relationship was toxic. He was too caught up in being a hero and you were clinging on to something that you new was hopeless. It took months before you two finally broke things off. It was disastrous and horrible, every pent up feeling that been kept secret, was suddenly let out. You were foolish to think that it could've been better.He was foolish to think that you actually loved each other. The heartbreak was a pain that you would both carry your entire lives.
  • Hermione:
  • Imagination;You had admired Hermione from afar, watching as her ginormous hair was lifted by the breeze that flown though that day. The way her eyes brightened with such light, that it could never be extinguished whenever she read a book. Her intelligence ensnared you, reeling you in as your mind was filled with nothing but thoughts of her. You had wanted to tell her you dreamt of the two of you being together, that you loved her, but what if she rejected. Maybe,maybe this was all better left in your imagination.
  • Ron:
  • I Know What You Did Last Summer;You don't know how it started. One minute, you were madly in love.The next, you were letting someone else's hands run along your body.You slept with them, repeatedly, always thinking of Ron but never doing anything about it. Ron has suspicions, you know that, but you could never tell him. It was killing you, eating away at your soul bit by bit,patiently waiting for you to break. You and Ron struggled to keep the relationship together, in spite of all that happened, you two had been through everything together. You just didn't know how much longer you could last.
  • Luna:
  • Life of the Party;You and Luna had always strived to be happy no matter what the world threw at you. You both knew that life was short, especially for people like you. There wasn't time for apologies, nor was there time for not making mistakes. You only had one life, and you weren't going to waste it. When you're with Luna, it's like the entire world fades from existence, leaving only you two. It had never mattered what was happening or who you were with, as long as you had Luna, everything was going to be okay.
  • Neville:
  • Never Be Alone;You were a muggle, which meant that Neville was away often. He would visit you as often as he could, if he had only a minute, he would choose to spend it with you. The night before he left was always the hardest, you clung to each other, holding on so tight, you might snap in half. You never got much sleep, you spent as much time with Neville as you could.The moment that he left he would tell you the same thing.He would tell you that no matter what happened, if you ever felt alone, all you had to do was look up at the night sky and find a star. Every time, you looked at that star, you'd be reminded that Neville saw the very same stars.
  • Fred:
  • Something Big;Your lives were a series of twists and turns. Events that were so unpredictable, you could never fully plan them. Fred had this feeling in his gut that something was going to happen,something big.That feeling was confirmed as soon as he met you. You were very shy and conservative,having a plan for your life since you were young. When you met Fred, it's like you burst out of your shell.He showed you how much fun it could be if you lived life with uncertainty.He showed you how it was okay to let go once and awhile. He never stopped having that attitude,and it inspired you.He changed your life,and so many others, who were all grateful for what he (and George) had taught them.
  • George:
  • Aftertaste;You were happy once.You were in a wonderful relationship with the boy you loved.Which is why he'll never understand why you left him that particular Friday morning. You had just spent your first night together,not regretting a single moment,or so he thought. He woke up around nine am,his arm searching the spot where you were supposed to be.When he had found nothing,he had shot up from the bed, frantically looking around the room but finding nothing. He collapsed on the floor once he realized what had happened, you had left.He thought that you loved him, but apparently he was wrong. He hoped that you felt guilty about your actions, that he was all you would think about for the rest of your life. You deserved to know his pain,you deserved to be left,with the aftertaste.
  • MARAUDERS ERA
  • James:
  • Mercy;You were stuck, floating in an abyss that you weren't sure could ever be filled.James had entranced you from the moment you met, making your knees violently tremble whenever you were around him.You loved him, and he loved you, but he kept things from you.He didn't tell you the reason he was gone for the entire night once a month.He didn't explain the deer and other various animal hair you had found. As soon as it looked like he might open up to you, he completely shut you out.You knew that he didn't mean to hurt you, but he kept tearing you apart. You silently begged him to release you from his hold.He was the love of your life,but he needed to either open up,or let you go.
  • Sirius:
  • Show You;Everyone thought that You and Sirius would never last.A day at most,some said.A week,said others.You two were determined to show them that they were wrong.You were determined to show them that you would last, because you loved each other, and that should be all that matters.If you had to walk a hundred miles only on your hands to prove it, you would. Deep down, you felt that it shouldn't have to be proven, they should trust in your relationship. You and Sirius soon abandoned the foolish crusade,and spent the rest of your lives focusing on making only each other happy.
  • Remus:
  • A Little Too Much;Sometimes,life can be a bitch. Sometimes, you get knocked down and you don't want to get back up again. Whenever, things like that happen to either You or Remus, you have to tell yourselves that it'll get better,somehow it always does.Your always there to help the other out and to be there for them. You've helped Remus with his self hate towards being a werewolf,and he's helped you with your breakdowns over school.Without each other,you confident that you'll either die,or have a severely broken heart.
  • Lily:
  • Kid in Love;You and Lily had met during your first year.From the moment your eyes locked, you knew,even though you were kids,it was love.You asked her out during fourth year, and her saying yes had you even more convinced.You two ended up dating for the duration of your Hogwarts years and long after that.You were growing up,and you hated it.The older you got, the less time you got with Lily.Even after all these years,she still made you feel like a kid in love.So as long as the two of you were kids in love, you never really grew up.
  • Regulus:
  • I don't even know Your Name;He was lost,searching the crowd for an exit somewhere.He had no reason to stay,so he wasn't going to.Then,there you were.Your vibrant red dress was form fitting on your body,showing off every curve and edge.The strobe lights bounced off your irises, making them appear brighter and full of color. Regulus started to make his way to you, only for you to disappear in the crowd.He had searched all night for you,but with no luck.It still kills him to this very day,because he tends to dwell on what might've been, if he had found you.How could he,he didn't even know your name.
  • Severus:
  • The Weight;He was cheating on you with Lily,simple as that.He's tried to tell you that he's happier with her,yet he still wants you to stay.He's told you that he's needed time, yet he pushes you away.He's even tried to take you back dozens of times.It's like a game that goes back and forth messing with your mind,and you hate it.You can't take the pain that it's causing you, so you decided to leave Hogwarts, forever.He wasn't worth sticking around for in a place you never wanted to be in.
  • NEXT GENERATION (maybe for now)
  • James Sirius:
  • Running Low;Your relationship was doomed from the start.He had thought that he was brave enough to handle it,but he wasn't.His energy was slowly draining away,he couldn't do the things someone else could do for you.You only wanted him,but it was like he didn't care about you at all.He thought that it wasn't worth it if you could easily find love with someone else.He never meant to hurt you, but he did.He realized too late that you were the only one for him.You could never go back to him.
  • Albus:
  • Bring it Back;You broke his heart,told him that you never loved him and left, taking the pieces of his shattered heart with you.You two tried to get back together despite everything, but it would've been much worse.One day, at a party, he saw you.You were sulking in the corner staring at him intensely.You walked towards him, but he only went to find Scorpius,leaving you to look at him in bewilderment.You thought you had another shot with him, and that he would immediately take you back.He knew that it would be dangerous if it was brought back.
  • Scorpius:
  • One of Those Nights;You were young and you were in love.That was all either of you ever really needed.You ventured out in the middle of the night to swim in the black lake or to just wander the halls.Time is slipping away from us, so what can we do but live during that time as fully as we can.You didn't know what the future held for you and Scorpius, you only had hope that it would be something good.You two would take random road trips and go wherever the wind happened to blow that day. You would dance under the light of the stars,letting them watch as you glided along the ground, creating your mark on the earth.
  • Rose:
  • Air;It wasn't supposed to end like this. You were supposed to live life together, not strain to even ask how the day went.You loved each other, there was no doubt about that, but you were trying too hard.A relationship takes a lot work, but not that much.It isn't even worth a second if neither one of you is willing to put in any effort. You're stringing each other along,and it has to stop. You were supposed to just take things slow, but things sped up way too quickly. It was getting too much for both of you.You just didn't want to Admit it to Rose.She was putting more effort into it than you were,she just had more hope.

my-ciel-and-sebastian  asked:

Hey, hey, hey! What chapter is that "With Father"? I think I haven't read it yet. :( Now about 2CT: Am I wrong or this theory has always been true, the only counter was the western translation for not being utter accurate? Love your posts 😘

Hi there and thanks! <3

“With Father!” was a special chapter from Kuroshitsuji Anthology Comic “Nijishitsuji 2″ and you can read it on lovely @funtomscandy’s blog!

http://funtomscandy.tumblr.com/post/84501379780/with-father-by-yana-toboso

About 2CT, mmm…. yes/no! xD It’s true that YP and the online scanlations caused a lot of confusion with their (sometimes questionable) translations, but you have to consider that until a few days ago no one knew for sure that 2CT was true^^; We now know in retrospect that the translation ”my nephew and his cousin” (ch10) was inaccurate (it should have been “my nephews”), but back when the translators translated this line, 99.9% of the fandom believed that Ciel is an only child. I bet there were moments when the translators thought like “Wait, why suddenly “nephews”?? This is weird, but I guess it’s just a little error on the author’s part, I’ll correct it to “nephew” :)” even though Yana actually meant “nephewsindeed

So what I’m trying to tell you is, basically, a translation is a translator’s personal interpretation. So if you, for example, read my English translations of Yana’s blog posts, you are actually reading *my* personal interpretation of what Yana said. Mistranslations and inaccurate translations are part of “translation”, they just can’t be avoided since we humans are not omniscient^^;

Anyway, so while I think that the translators could/should have taken 2CT more into consideration at least after the Green Witch arc when the theory was like 90% confirmed (for example, I seriously don’t understand why they translated Vincent’s line “my sons” to “my son and his companions” when there were already hundreds of other obvious 2CT hints throughout the series), I also think it’s unfair to fully shift the blame on the translators (they just did what they thought is right)^^; Also, they do a wonderful job for the most part and we should definitely appreciate that! :D

xenodweeb  asked:

Hey, sorry for bothering you, but I haven't really gotten into the sonic comics yet but some of your posts in the past make me want to check them out. Any recommendations on where to start out from.

EDIT: Changes have been to reflect complaints. 

Hey, no bother at all! Word to the wise, though, the main site that hosted the comics recently went down so if you see any older posts recommending ScanF to read them….well, they took all the comics down. ReadComicsOnline has them, if I remember right, both the main series and the Universe series (and the short lived and long mourned Boom series and the currently running special MegaDrive). 

Okay now let’s get back to business. *cracks knuckles*

ONE

There are three suggested ways of reading the Sonic comics from Archie. One, you start from the beginning and slog your way through every cheesy joke and batshit insane plot turn that Ken Penders has to give you. This is for the…stronger among us, and unless you know that you can enjoy a good trainwreck, I wouldn’t recommend this method. If you really want to know the full scope of some of these characters in the later story, then my suggestion is to use either method 2 or 3 and come back and read the backissues once you’ve done that. 

TWO

That second method is the issue 175 method. This is pretty straightforward, just start with issue 175. I personally originally followed this method (albeit skimming earlier back to issue 169) before I put myself through Ken Pender’s Wild Ride. If I’m remembering right, issue 160 is where Ian Flynn was brought on as a writer and many of the current mainstay artists were brought in. This is the method I went by originally and I think is the most commonly recommended one. 

THREE

The final method, which I personally do not recommend because I feel it would miss you out on a lot of what the Archie Sonic comics have to offer, is the Post-Genesis Wave method. I’m sure you heard about Ken Pender’s Wild Lawsuit and the comic revamp that came with it, called unofficially the Pendering in which the writers literally hit the reset button in order to get rid of ideas, characters, and settings invented by Penders and other writers who might sue them. Thusly we have the ‘pre-genesis wave’ issues and the ‘post-genesis wave’ issues. From issue 252 on is Post-Genesis (and technically 251, but its all the finale of why this all happened which is the last part of a twelve part Megaman crossover). If you want to read Post-Genesis method, then start around issue 252. I don’t recommend it, but its a starting point I’ve seen suggested before. 

Now of course, with Archie being Archie, that isn’t the end the bonanza. If you’re familiar with even Archie’s most vanilla productions, the Archie comics themselves, then you probably know that the company has a habit of doing spin off series based on the main story properties they own. Sonic has quite a few as well due to it being one of Archie’s most prolific franchises (its the longest running video game comic in history at the moment). 

The first one (not chronologically, but probably the most important one) is Sonic Universe. 

Sonic Universe is basically a collection of side stories, each usually around four issues long, that focus on the side characters or an alternative story (such as a future setting). In the case of the side character stories, the stories in Sonic Universe can oftentimes tie in to the main plot going on in the central comic, so I’d suggest waiting until you finish the actual main comic before reading Sonic Universe. That said, its almost always great so there’s no reason to not start from issue 1 with this one. 

The second one worth mentioning is Sonic Megadrive. 

Sonic Megadrive is a special with art by Tyson Hesse (yes, the guy who did Boxer Hockey and this fan comic) and written by Ian Flynn. There’s really no need to describe it, its just a charming comedy that’s basically a love letter to the original games. It’s very reminiscent of the OVA both stylistically and story-wise. If you were having the hankerings for Classic Sonic then Megadrive is for YOU. It’s probably the only one of these comics I actually physically own because I’m a poor piece of shit. 

And then there’s all the unsuccessful spinoffs. Knuckles got a spinoff because Ken Penders could not and still cannot contain his boner for Knuckles, and I’m sure there was some other one I can’t remember. These are all awful in my opinion, and I would not recommend them very highly or even very lowly. However, it’s up to you as a reader to decide if its for you, so I’d suggest wading through the main series before them and making your decision based on what you think of Penders’ work in the main comic. I personally don’t like it, maybe you will. 

And that’s…basically it? Just pick one method and go with it, read Sonic Universe, check out Megadrive, and join the constantly growing club of People Who Hate Ken Penders. We have nametags.

kajaono  asked:

OMG, you would love the german Sherlock newspaper. I just started reading it and the amount of salt is amazing. ("Was it worth waiting for S4? No. What was S4 about? Don't know it anymore.") But on the other hand it is really well written. It has an article: TAB compared to Granada." And the TJLC article is written without any salt or hate. Just facts, but in a really beautiful way. And also compares Victor Trevor from the canon to BBC Victor. Haven't read it yet, but i hope for a lot of salt ;)

I know! I have read the translation of the tjlc article. When you read the rest, tell me how it is ok :D