okay so: here is my Big Post on Rewriting SU. this is super long like 7 pages in word so here it is under a cut, mobile users i am so sorry. the basic gist of it is to keep it as close to the original as possible while dodging character assassinations, giving underdeveloped characters some breathing room, sorting out the mess that is rose’s character, and so on.

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Dance With Me

Originally posted by babustyles

I’M ALIVE! I promise. But I know, I’ve been gone for aaages, and there’s no excuse for me other than the worst writer’s block. Again, I’m sorry. I can’t promise that I’ll post every week like I used to, but I can say that I’m still on here, even when I’m not writing :) Hope you enjoy! x

Word Count: 1,775 (A lot shorter than my usual, I’m sorry.)

This is Dunkirk!Harry and inspired by this imagine. (Yes I read Bucky stories, don’t judge me. Sebastian is beautiful.) Feedback is greatly appreciated.

“Dance with me.” You utter, fingertips lacing with his. A breath escapes his lips as you tug him into the empty space of your living room, running small circles into the back of his hand. 

The music plays further as your bodies connect like puzzle pieces. Your chest presses to his and you sigh, resting your head against his collarbones. You gently lay kisses onto the area as he squeezes your hands softly. Inhaling his scent, you lift your head and meet with his eyes. They pierce your own but remain sweet and full of admiration.

The record player is a few meters away from you, belting out the song though you can’t help but sing along.

“And with this feeling I’ll forget, I’m in love now.”

The words drip out with passion and Harry leans in to close the gap. 

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Life is like driving a car and seeing Jesus on the side of the road. Some put Jesus in the trunk so that when they get a flat tire in life, they can pop open the trunk so that Jesus can use the jack and the spare to fix their problem. Other’s see Jesus on the side of the road and invite him to hop in the passenger’s seat so they can have Him tag along as they continue to set their own life’s direction. In truth, however, following Jesus is giving Him the driver’s seat and letting Him steer your life wherever He wants it to go. So tell me, when it comes to your life, are you driving or is Jesus?
260 Miles.

Request from anon: Can I get an imagine involving being best friends with Amy&Kat and they invite you on a road trip with Ethan, Mark&Tyler for the week and they try hooking you and tyler up? Maybe make them drive together or share a room? Please&Thankyou!

Author’s Note: 1. it got hella long and 2. it got a little off track, so there will definitely be a part 2 some time in the future! Hope you enjoy it, though.

You were worried that you weren’t going to be wanted there. After all, you had barely met the boys, let alone hung out with them for any extended period of time. Amy and Kathryn had assured you that it was going to be fun, and yet, you still weren’t convinced. Still, you threw your tote bag over your shoulder and approached Kat’s car, getting in the backseat before you were greeted by your two best friends.

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Beauty and The Best: Pt1 (GASTON/READER)

TAGS: @blackxthexbeast @animeacetheheart @with-a-hint-of-pesto-aioli @lucifersbuddyfromhell @gawston @effectofalicia @princessbelgoof @panda-reads-stuff

You just moved to from Paris to Villeneuve. It was a generally quiet little town, every day was always the same. Thankfully, you didn’t live in the town. You enjoyed how Paris had been and now it felt more amazing than that. You arrived here for a job at Prince Adam and Princess Belle’s castle. From what you knew, a spell had been broken about 2 years ago, although it sounded fake. You wouldn’t doubt anyone, but the story still seemed sketchy.

The stories didn’t stop you from coming to work at the castle, you would be able to live there along with the other staff members because of how far away the village was. The architecture was like nothing you had seen before with great and intricate arches and rising towers topped with gold statues. Long paned windows were at every wall and a huge reflecting pool and a rose garden. A hedge maze covered a good acre or so of land behind the castle. Long stairways and bridges connected towers to each other and provided a way to protruding balconies.

You were on your way there from Villeneuve. You could see the tips of the towers, although it was about a day’s ride to get there you had started on horseback. You learnt very quickly that this was much easier when making trips into town for the Prince. He usually only wanted you to send out invitations or hand out letters to the staff’s families. You had only sent out a few dinner invites this time. The road back was long and surprisingly unpathed, no signs to show direction. Tress always loomed over the path, and wolves were always silent. Most villagers were overjoyed by how wolves seemed to be dying out. Some, however, were terrified and thought it was an omen. This never phased you, there was less chance of being attacked then. You did began to be slightly alarmed when small animals started disappearing and most of the trees, especially those along the trail, had been scratched all the way up to two times your height. You continued on steadily, not a sound being made by the forest.

When you finally arrived at the castle, Lumiere tiredly greeted you at the gates. He was a close friend, as was his wife Plumette. They were a cute couple. Mrs. Potts and Chip were even closer. Mrs. Potts treats you as a daughter and Chip saw you as an older sister. He followed you around, copied you, and usually would try to do what you would when making a decision. It was cute to say the least. When you entered it was no different.

He ran up to you from his spot next to the door and jumped up into your arms. “Y/N, Y/N! Finally! I wanted to show you something!” You had barely gotten here and he was dragging you off. Chip had you by your sleeve while he ran through hallways and to the courtyard behind the building. He shoved you into the hedge maze and pushed you through one of the bushes. “Over here!” He pushed past you and ran up a hill where the stone floors ended. He ran up and you followed him until the ground leveled out. You now saw that you stood on a high cliff. You were able to view the entire forest from where you stood.  “Look!” The young boy nearly fell down when he ran right up to the edge. “Chip, be careful!” He nodded shyly, “Sorry Y/N.” You smiled. “It’s alright, now what did you need to show me so badly?” He pointed down to a small clearing just below the cliff. “Look down there!” You leant forward cautiously and looked down. The only thing there was a small clear pond made by a little waterfall running from the cliff. The pool created a little stream that trailed into the woods. You pulled back.

“Do you mean the pond?” Chip shook his head. “No! What’s by the pond!” This didn’t make a lot of sense but both of you were patient. “The stream?” Now he looked exasperated. “The thing that’s always walking around it! Didn’t you see it?” Thing? What did he mean by thing? “What do you mean, dear?” He looked over the ledge and gasped. “It’s not there! It always stops there to drink and catch fish!” You doubted the pond was big enough to have any aquatic life bigger than your finger,but that didn’t seem too important now. “A bear?” “No! This… thing. It’s like a great big kitty, with big deer horns and spikes on it’s back!” This must’ve been his imagination. “Sweetheart, nothing like that exists.” “Yes it does! I swear, it was on all fours drinking water just this morning!” This all sounded very fake but it was evident that he was passionate about this. “How about we go to bed, and tomorrow we can wake up nice and early to see it! Okay?” Chip grinned and cheerily agreed. You both walked back to the castle as the sun slowly set.

episode summaries

“The Long Haul” (4x16)
Stef’s mom, Sharon, and her boyfriend, Will, return to the Adams Foster home with some exciting news. In an effort to come clean with Jesus, Emma writes him a letter but she learns that he is hiding a secret of his own. 

“Diamond in the Rough”  (4x17)
Stef starts a new assignment in human trafficking where she meets a young girl turning tricks on the streets. 

“Dirty Laundry” (4x18)
Lena is at her wit’s end when everyone comes to her to handle all their crises and Stef is never around to help. Aaron invites Callie on a road trip to visit his parents. 

Kiss it better Chapter 3

Chapter 1 Chapter 2

Say something I’m giving up on you…

You had everything you thought you wanted in your old life. A good steady paying job. A comfortable house. And the man you thought you’d love forever. You thought you were happy. You both had a routine every day. Work during the day. Spend time together at night. To you it was never boring. As long as you were together you were happy. To him it was too monotonous. Too predictable. No passion. He left you for another woman. You still took him back reluctantly after he realized what he left behind. How good you were to him. Things were never the same after that. No matter what he did or said. It was all you could think about. Obsess over. You couldn’t forgive or forget. You just tried to continue life as what you perceived as normal. Tensions only started to get worse. Your obsession was making you miserable. He chastised you and ridiculed you and showed you no affection. He said he loved you but they were just words at that point. You felt like they were empty. The verbal abuse just grew and grew mixed in with sweet and loving. It was a mind game you could no longer play. Verbal abuse was still abuse. The scars were just on the inside.

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anonymous asked:

Short fanfic about Lightning catching Jackson stalking him? xD

One stalker fic comin’ right up!

It all started with a simple notification. A small ping signalling Lightning that someone liked an Instagram post. Bored, he opened the app up to see what it was.

Wait, wasn’t that post from three months ago?

Who was ‘jigntr20′?

He refreshed the app and watched as the recent like disappeared, as if it had never occurred in the first place. Confused, he went to search the username, but was interrupted as Sally entered the Cozy Cone office to join him.

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So… I’m very curious about the new LIs, Zig and Becca. You can date Zig, but Becca seems to be a ‘premium-only’ LI. Also, unlike Zig, Becca wasn’t invited on the road trip so it would seem like she wouldn’t make an appearance this book. Like how Madison, Tripp, and Logan probably won’t cause they’re on the cruise. This didn’t make sense to me because it seemed like they were going somewhere with her. In the last chapter of book 3, it seemed like Becca was developing feelings for MC despite insisting their fling were just that… a fling. Becca was really interesting as a LI choice, something very unique to the original trio and Zig so… I thought it was strange they’d just cut Becca and her romance story after it really just begun. That’s when I realized… She’s going to make a surprise appearance.

My theory is that the gang runs into Becca somewhere while traveling across the US. They’re already in Maine, picking up Chris and his sister then they’ll be going to Texas to get Kaitlyn. Chance are they might cross the state Becca lives in and she might want to tag along last minute cause summer break with her family was really shitty for her, as revealed last book that they don’t exactly get along.

So, what do you think?

Shameless Fic Repost: The Fireworks (Olicity /T)

Hey gang! I hope you don’t mind me dusting this old fic off to repost. I wrote The Fireworks a year ago, with a 4th of July theme. Made some fresh artwork for it below. Hope you’ll enjoy/share the fluffy and UST. If you know it already, apologies for the rerun. 

In the course of her duties as Team Arrow’s resident hacker, Felicity Smoak did not imagine she would ever have break into a public library. Except that was precisely what she had…just…done. With couple of clean clicks the digital lock, which was more modern than the old fashioned colonial building it was attached to, signaled it had succumbed. Felicity upturned her deep pink lips along with the handle and looked for approval from her partner in crime.

All Oliver Queen offered her was a cursory nod, liked he’d just watched her open a refrigerator door. It was becoming harder to impress him now. He had witnessed her breeching Federal databases while eating a yogurt, barefoot. Felicity wondered if perhaps she needed to make it look a little harder in the future, as Oliver pushed the secluded side-door open and led them into a dark lobby.

It was after 7 pm. Denbyville was a traditional small town that slept between Starling City and Central City. Right now it was festooned in red, white and blue banners and slightly more busy than usual with tourists in town to enjoy an “Old Fashioned American” Fourth of July celebration. There had been a parade that morning, followed by a community picnic in the afternoon, and soon after dark everyone with a pulse would be directing their gaze upwards for the annual fireworks display.

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Walking on the sidewalk you and Calum were headed out to dinner. The band was in Atlanta tonight for the show tomorrow so you and Calum decided to venture out into the city and get something to eat. 

You were one of the few people the boys invited on the road to come along with them. You’d known Calum since primary school and became friends with Michael, Luke, and Ashton through him. Since the band started you began to have a little crush on Calum and you have ever since.

As You walked up to a Diner you looked back at Calum, as he was following close behind you.

“Let’s eat here” You decided.

“Alright c’mon” Calum agreed opening the door for you. Walking in, the two of you were seated in a booth. Sliding into the booth first you and Calum sat on the same side of the booth. The waitress slid two laminated menus across the table and asked what the two of you wanted to drink.

“We’ll have two Cokes” Calum answered, ordering for you. The waitress looked at you and you nodded in approval.

“Alrighty, I’ll have your drinks out in a second” She said walking to the next table over.

After you guys got your order in you began talking with Calum. 

“Hey Cal.”


“You know all the guys have had at least one girlfriend in the time that I’ve know all of you but you’re the only person who hasn’t had one. Do you like anyone Cal?” You asked him.

Calum started to blush be he looked down at his phone that was set on the table.

“I don’t like anyone right now. It’s hard on tour you know?” He answered. Calum looked up with pursed lips.

“Who has time for girlfriends when I’ve got you” He joked putting his arm around your shoulder and pulling you in for a little hug.

One week later

“Me, Luke, Bryana, and Michael are going to go out to eat do you guys wanna come?” Ashton asked walking into the back of the bus where you and Calum were playing a game of Fifa on the Playstation.

“No we’re good” Calum answered.

“Suit yourself” Ashton walked back to the front of the bus closing the door behind him.

“Hey (Y/N)” 

“Yeah what” You looked over at him, his eyes still fixated on the screen.

“You know last week how you asked me If I liked anyone.”

“Yeah what about it, do you have a girlfriend now?” You asked with raised eyebrows. Calum paused the game and looked over at you scratching the back of his neck.

“Well umm, I…I’ve liked you for a long time and I don’t want to make things awkward for us but it’s ok if you don’t like me back” Calum nervously mentioned trying to hold eye contact with you.

“You know-” You got up and made your way over to the other couch Calum was sitting on sitting next to him.

“I’ve liked you forever Cal” You said resting your head on his shoulder.

“Perfect! Then if I were to ask you on a date right now you would say yes right?”


“(Y/N) would you go on a date with me, like now?”

“Of course Calum. You have to find my shoes though”

Calum smiled to himself.

“Alright I’m on it”




Should have gotten that spare tire fixed

The kids are watching “Mickey’s Monster Musical.” There are too many parallels with Rocky Horror Picture Show to be coincidental.

-Musical number about a shy romantic invitation

-Leading to a road trip

-During which there is car trouble in the rain that could have been prevented

-Leading to a musical number that begins “how do you do” and promises that the car would be fixed after a short stay in the scary castle

The parallels keep going, but don’t worry; the plot remains G-rated beyond reproach.


On Samosir Island in Sumatra I would head out and paint landscapes.  I observed the fantastic houses, but out of shyness and respect for the owners’ privacy, I didn’t paint them on site.  One late afternoon, though, I stopped on my walk to study one particularly fascinating house I was finishing a painting of.

One of the locals came over to see what I was doing.  I showed her my paintings, ans someone else quickly hunted down the artist of the house so I could meet him.  

I was invited down the gravel road to see the front of this beautiful traditional home.  In addition to the standard Batak details, decorative murals were added to many of the surfaces.  

The artist had built and painted the house for some Europeans, but they didn’t live here anymore.  (Samosir Island and Lake Toba used to be much more popular with Westerners).  He asked me why I hadn’t painted the front side of the house…because I could only see the back from the road! 

My camera traveled around as different young guys hopped up on the house to take their picture with me.  Finally, in the fading light, I got a photo of the actual artist on the stoop of his beautiful house. 

roadtrip/camping aus
  • I asked if everyone needed to pee an hour ago, no I’m not going to find a rest stop you’re gonna piss on the side of the highway. 
  • You managed to have the bonfire blow up and burned down your tent and now you want to share a tent with me?  Oh, stop with the puppy eyes that never works on- ugh, fine.  Just for tonight.
  • You couldn’t find a position of fall asleep without totally leaning on me, I finally felt bad and let you lean on my shoulder
  • It’s really cold in my tent, can I share with you?
  • Hey, it’s sorta dark out there, could I use some of your firewood?
  • Our car ran out of gas 8 miles from the closest stop, we both went to go get supplies.  We’re 7 miles out and you twisted your ankle, nice.
  • We were hiking up a trail and got caught in a storm there’s lighting like everywhere.  WHY ARE YOU HIDING UNDER A TREE?  DUDE.
  • You told me that you’d stay up as we continue driving through the night.  I love you but could you please chill with the Frank Sinatra?
  • I ran into you on the same trail, my dog seems to like you a lot.  Uhh…
  • It’s your turn to drive, but you looks so peaceful and cute and I can’t get myself to wake you up dammit.
  • Don’t mind me looking like an idiot while I try to find phone reception in the middle of nowhere
  • We made the dumb decision to set up camp really late and like you swung a freaking pan at me.  BABE, CHILL.
  • Why the hell did you invite me to come road tripping with you…?? um, your father has been glaring at me for the past 4 hours.
let's make a harmony and life will sing (city in the rearview and nothing in the distance)

Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.–let’s make a harmony and life will sing (city in the rearview and nothing in the distance)–Skye, Antoine Triplett, Leopold Fitz, Jemma Simmons (TripSkye, Fitzsimmons)

She needs this van, and endless miles of open road, and someone to drive them with. A road trip in twenty songs.

or four dorks in love take a road trip

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Requested: Yes, by @jared-padaloveme
Thank you for the request dear! I hope you like it.

Summary: Hey! I really love your work and i was wondering if you could write a drabble for me with the prompts 36 and 91 with Sam. I hope you don’t mind me being too specific but i don’t want them to be in a relationship but she likes him and he likes her but they don’t tell each other. Thanks!!!

Prompts: 36. “Sorry, I thought I was alone..”
91. She was broken in a lot of ways, but there was a brilliance in her that he wanted to know all about.

Triggers: Mentions of abuse (mental, physical, verbal), PTSD, tears, insecure reader

A.N.: hey guys, I know this was meant to be a Drabble but it ended up a little longer. I hope you enjoy it. THIS POST DOES NOT EXCUSE ABUSE! Abuse is not okay. I simply used the idea to give the character a tragic backstory. I’m very sorry if it offends anyone.
The first time Sam Winchester saw her she was beheading a vampire, chest heaving, blood splattered all over her skin and clothes. Both brothers had been impressed with her abilities, and after a few drinks and long conversation, they’d invited her on the road with them. It didn’t take long for Sam to notice the nightmares, the crying out in the middle of the night. There was something dark in her eyes, something guarded. They saw scars she refused to explain, scars that could only come from deep cuts. She’d flinch when they moved too fast, eyes downcast. She only talked when spoken too, and she kept to her own space, no matter how much Sam tried to bring her out of her shell. She was broken in a lot of ways, but there was a brilliance in her that he wanted to know all about. She was kind and loving, always making sure the boys were taken care of. She made sure Dean didn’t drink himself into a coma, and that there was enough food in the bunker. She made sure they didn’t fall into a pit of depression and alcohol, and Sam couldn’t thank her enough for that. Dean on the other hand was too occupied with the Mark of Cain to notice. That was another reason he was thankful for her. She was a good friend, a person to confide in when he knew Dean couldn’t be that. Sam had to be the strong one now, help Dean through this. That was his job, and she was more than happy to help. If only she’d confide in him. If he was being honest with himself, he had feelings for her, maybe even loved her. What he didn’t know, is that she felt the same, but didn’t feel worthy. In fact, she was currently in her room, sitting in front of the mirror, tear stains on her cheeks. Just as Sam walked by her open door, a whimper left her lips, and he stopped, looking into her room. His heart broke at the sight of her, head buried in her knees, shoulders shaking with sobs. He couldn’t help himself. He stepped inside, walking slowly over to her. His hand fell on her shoulder, stepping back when she jumped to her feet. She looked down when she noticed it was him, furiously wiping her tears.
“Sorry, I thought I was alone” Sam’s shoulders slumped at that. Why was she apologizing? Why wouldn’t she talk to him?
“Y/N, what’s wrong?” She shook her head, plastering on a fake smile.
“Nothing, I’m fine.” Sam scoffed.
“Come on, you expect me to believe that? You think I haven’t noticed the nightmares, the flinching when we move too fast, how you never look us in the eye, or how you don’t talk unless we ask you something? We’ve noticed alright? And we’re worried about you! I’m worried about you!” She set her shoulders, holding her head high as she stared him down.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about Sam.”
“Don’t lie to me! Please Y/N! Talk to me! I care about you alright?” She gulped at the confession, and deep down, she knew what he was saying, but she didn’t acknowledge it. She didn’t think she deserves too. She slumped in defeat, sitting down on her bed.
“I was in a relationship with a man named Ryder for seven years before I met you boys.” Sam had sat down beside her, staring at her as she talked.
“At first he was kind, compassionate and caring. But then he changed. He was drinking all the time, he left at all hours and came home smelling like a bar and someone else’s perfume. He started verbally abusing me, telling me how worthless I was, how pathetic. I let him get to me. I was upset of course and confronted him. That was the first time he hit me. The abuse got worse as time went on. He broke me, made me hate who I was. It wasn’t until a few months ago when I found out he was possessed. My mother had passed, and I tried convincing him to go to the funeral. We’d fought about it, and I saw his eyes go black. The pastor at my church knew about hunters, and he told me everything when I’d gone to confide in him. He helped me tie Ryder down and exorcise him, but he was already gone. I became a hunter after that, and then I met you guys.” He didn’t say anything, just pulled her into a tight hug, holding on until he thought she’d break when he felt her start crying. He took in a deep breath, pulling away to make her look at him.
“You are not pathetic, you are not worthless. You are the most beautiful person I’ve ever met. You’re kind, and smart, and compassionate, funny, brave, courageous and outgoing. You always take care of us, making sure we eat and sleep, and shower. You make sure Dean doesn’t drink himself to death and that I remember to take care of myself when I get too focused on research. You are the most important member of our team, the most important person to me! And I swear I will spend the rest of my life proving it if I have too!” She was crying by the time he’d finished talking, unable to form words. He pulled her back into his embrace, feeling her doubt, her still lingering insecurities. He knew this wouldn’t just go away, but he’d be there, every step of the way.
“I promise”

When I first began riding road racers, I thought pedaling with heavy gears and pulling your weight forward was the manly way to pedal. But my friend, who was the one to invite me to road racing and is very well-versed in bicycles, said that the correct way is to use light gears and pedal as fast as you can. When I went touring with that person afterwards, I thought, “I’ll try out what they said and use lighter gears,” and when they observed, “Nabe-chan, you’re using light gears today,” I said without thinking, “I’m going with sissy pedals (yowamushi pedal) today.” Because I had thought until now that pedaling with heavy gears was cool, I felt that pedaling at high pace with lighter gears seemed rather sissy. The instant I said it, though, I thought it would be a great title for a manga, and planned to use it on the off-chance that I ever got to draw a bike manga.
—  Watanabe Wataru-sensei explaining the origin of the title “Yowamushi Pedal” (March 2014 issue of Spoon 2Di)