is the moment we let it happen again

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“Sleep well, my friend
There will be another moment we’ll meet again
Just let it go
Sleep well, goodnight
You’re something to remember
I wish that you were here by my side”

- Everything’s an illusion / Mayday Parade

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Ardyn’s eye contact

I can’t believe I made it to this point of starting to make GIFs. I happily enjoyed seeing everyone else’s GIFs, but no—now a character has appeared and I am falling down a dark hole. It’ll be months before I see the light again.

Ardyn Izunia is the one that did this to me; but let’s be honest, he’s an incredible character. He’s cunning, intelligent, and a sly little fox. He controls any scene he happens upon, and dear lord, I love this aspect of him. 

While his backstory is still shady and yet to truly be revealed, the scene where we find out about his origins is heartbreaking. Don’t lie—I know your heart broke.

He’s always smiling or smirking in any instance, but then we have this moment:

“His body would come to host myriad daemons, that countless lives be spared.”

Ardyn likes his eye contact. I’d imagine it’s his way of holding control of a situation, like he needs any more help with that ever present saunter of his.

But in this moment, I don’t think he’s looking at Noctis before his eyes shift. Maybe he’s looking at the crystal and remembering the pain it has caused him. Or maybe he’s just staring beyond both Noctis and the crystal. 

In this scene, when he says “that countless lives be spared,” he drops his gaze completely. And this really hurts me.

Then you remember the fact that he’s lived with these damn daemons for 2000+ years. He has precious little sanity left, but he does have some of his sanity.

In today’s world, depending on what you believe, some people claim to be plagued by demons (literally and figuratively). And, unfortunately, there are some instances where people give into these dark desires “created” by demons, from the person’s own thoughts.

But then there’s Ardyn. These aren’t his daemons. These are much darker and more tangible than our figurative creatures, and he’s lived with this curse for 2000 years.

Honestly, how can anyone hate him?

okay, but look how disappointed isak is, BEFORE he knows that even’s ‘friends’ also include sonja? they’ve been hanging out for HOURS at this point, but isak is just not ready for this bubble to be burst, he is just not ready to share even again. NOT TO MENTION, imo, he thought something more was going to happen that night. so while he’s turned his own friends away, to the point of lying to them, in come even’s friends, and he’s just so sad? like?

he was prepared to forget about the world in that moment - to smoke and listen to nas and be silly and open himself up completely to this person. what might have happened? what was EVEN willing to let happen? isak never knew, we’ll never know. it wasn’t meant to be. not that night, at least.

SOON, young Isak, HANG IN THERE, BEAUTIFUL.

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The sound Dairine had heard first when she started this journey, the soft susurrus of the universe laughing at her, was still all about them. But that cold hopeless hiss was just a reminder of something that had happened earlier. Before the hiss had come the event of which it was the palest possible shadow, the whisper that could never do more than hint at the colossal shout of cosmic laughter that had preceded it.

Right. So let’s have that again, shall we? Dairine said, as all the power of the mobiles massed behind her to implement a moment of most profound memory at the universal level.Because a good joke never gets old.

She said the trigger word, and the spell began to run.

No Holding Back pt.2

  No holding back pt.2 - riarkle

Rating- T


(Anon I hope you enjoy the other half, and so do all of you <3)

 “Yeah Farkle I really do! Lay it on me Farkley! Don’t hold back. Let it all out, and tell me just how stupid you think I’m being.” He watched Riley the whole world had melted away at this point it was only him, and her. He wasn’t backing away this time.

A whisper was said to someone in Topanga’s neither of them heard it though. “ Should we stop them?” Katy whispered to Topanga, but she just shook her head, and kept working “It was bound to happen with those two also we have let them work out their own problems sometimes.”

There came that feeling of wanting to kiss her again, but he knew it was not the right moment. So he needed to step back enough to where he could think straight again. Letting out a frustrated grunt Farkle took a few steps away from Riley ringing his hands a few times. He then turned facing Riley wondering despite how angry she seemed she was still gorgeous as hell. “It bothers me you underestimate yourself so much!”

“Well it bothers me that you have yet to figure out feelings are stronger then science!” Riley took a step towards him as they started just firing back, and forth at each other.

“I dislike how good you look in that dress!” He said while taking a step towards her this time. The whole room was watching them, but Farkle gave no care keeping his intense glare on Riley. Both of them crossed their arms while yelling at each other.

“I could say the same to you when you wear all those space shirts!”

“Then I won’t wear them anymore!”

“Good! Don't”

“Then problem solved!”

“Oh goody the genius solved another problem that had nothing to do with emotions!”

“Coming from the girl who is so focused on everyone else she has forgotten to remember what she wants.”

“You think you know what I want Farkle?!? If you are so smart then tell me I’m curious as to what you have to say.” For a second Farkle let his mind wander through all the thing him, and Riley had discussed over the years. He probably knew better then even Maya what Riley’s romantic dreams were for herself. Which is why he didn’t get why she usually did the exact opposite. Bringing  his voice down a little he walked back closer to her, but in the direction where a table was between them.

“You’re Riley. You want the fairy tale, you want the love like your mom, and dad. You aren’t them though, and that’s a good thing. You want the white horse, and the Prince charming. You want love that last forever. You want someone that sees you for all the parts of you not just the sunshine since you are so much more then that.” He was proud of his choice of making sure there was a table between them since he wanted to grab her so much right now. To show her how he thinks she deserves to be kissed, and to fix how upsets she was.

“Problem with that Farkle…Is the prince doesn’t exist. He’s not real. That guy you always tell me is coming for me one day is NEVER coming, and its better to accept that now.” The pain in her voice made Farkle bite his lip. This was it. This was the perfect moment, and it was now, or never he thought to himself. Though for the first time during this he hesitated knowing he how hard it would be to go  back to how things were if he revealed the truth. Nervously shuffling he decided just to go for it.

Looking to  the ground for a split second he  swallowed hard before slowly lifting his head. His voice now full of nerves as he softly spoke no longer yelling.“You’re wrong Riley.”

“Oh, and now you are saying I’m wrong. How could you know I’m wrong?!?”  The way Riley yelled made the passion come back as he lurched forward bumping the table. Moving his backpack to the chair while never once taking his eyes off Riley. “The guy who does all those things is right in front of you, as always, but you’d never know it since he isn’t a face!”

He followed Riley as she was started to lean over the table a bit. “Are you talking about yourself Farkle? Because believe me, you have a face! . It’s pretty good looking one too! So Don’t assume you know everything about me!” Farkle couldn’t get himself to actually hear what Riley just said to him. There was no way she just said he had a good face. If that was true why did she notice every guy, but him when none of them even slightly lived up to what he thought Riley deserved.

“I’m not assuming anything Riley…I am going by what I see. If that is true then why  do you go on dates with guys that don’t even care when you have a guy right here! I’ve always been here through every thing. Do you know how in love with you I am?!? You are so perfect just as you are, and I have to watch you like these guys who try to make you think there is something wrong with you.  As soon as you need me I’m right there Always, but then you have the audacity to say no one cares about you the way I described! Even if you Never think of me in a romantic way I’d thought you at least knew their was one guy who loved you for being nothing more then being Riley. That isn’t how my life goes though does it Riley? My parent’s don’t really love each other, and I did learn from them so maybe I have this whole love thing wrong. I have even attempted to get over you, but honestly I don’t want to stop loving you Riley, because the best part of my life is you. So I get I don’t match up to those guy, but I need you to stop saying that the guy doesn’t exist! That is all I need you to do, But I am going home now tomorrow it will be like none of this ever happened I promise so don’t worry okay. You haven’t lost me, and you never will.”  With that Farkle leaned over kissing Riley’s cheek then he grabbed his bag slinging on his shoulder as he walked away. He made sure to not make any eye contact with her being afraid he wouldn’t be able to leave if she looked even remotely upset by his words.

He actually thought he might be in the clear until he heard a small gasp of his name “Farkle…” Playing it off as it being in his head he kept moving towards the door. “Farkle!” This time he figured it had to be real, but he kept trying to pull himself away since he was just done with tonight. “FARKLE MINKUS! You will turn around right this minute, and Talk to me! You don’t get to say something like that, and just Walk away…Also who says I want every thing to go back to how it was.” He couldn’t deny now that Riley was calling him as her yelling went through the whole cafe making Farkle stop instantly. Dropping his bag he turned around facing her seeing she was on the table making his heart quicken in pace both of them staring at each other in silence until Farkle’s fear of her getting injured took over “And I will talk to you as soon as you get down off that table before you hurt yourself!”

He watched as Riley started to rock a bit the table moving just enough to where Farkle caught it making him even more nervous. “Come over here, and make me get down from this table!” He twitched lightly as he made his way over to Riley while speaking.”come on Riley get down!” Riley still didn’t move making Farkle take larger steps towards her. The words maybe I don’t want things to go back echoing in his head.

“If you get down we can talk about whatever you want Riley. We can even talk while we have milk, and cookies.”He tried to coax her down not wanting to add anything to the already rickety table Riley was standing on. “I don’t care about cookies, and milk. I care about you, and what we have. We don’t leave Farkle. You think you can just throw around how love with me you are. That I apparently never notice how amazing you treat me. That you would probably drop everything to take care of me. No you don’t have the love thing wrong. You have loved me exactly right since the day we meant. Of course I know Farkle, but you haven’t once until right now ever stepped up an actually said something. You think you deserve to just stand there, and make it sound as if it this is all on me. You have a mouth, and you could of said something anytime you wanted too. I accepted a long time ago that you would always love Maya, and I the same so I’m sorry If I  didn’t think that had changed.” With that Farkle tried not to react to much  his main focus on Riley, and to get her down from that table.  She was staring him down as Farkle stuck his hand out to her.


“You’re right Riley. I’m sorry I didn’t mean to make it sound like it was all on you. If you take my hand, and get down you can do whatever you want with me. I know I’m stupid. Years ago I should of told you how I felt about you. Truth be told I don’t want things to go back. I want to finally get my chance to show you how much of a princess you truly are. To remind you every day how amazing, and beautiful you are. So yes I love you Riley, and I’m sorry I didn’t tell you sooner. Now if you don’t feel the same that’s okay, and we can just go back to being best friends. A life without you is something I wouldn’t want to live in. So I’ll be happy with whatever you choose, but please get down before you make this robot’s heart jump out of his chest.” He brought his hand a little closer hoping that this would work then Riley started sliding down the table on the other side making Farkle feel slightly disheartened.

All of sudden she was racing towards not giving him enough warning as they both fell on to the floor. Riley then sat on his chest, and even though he couldn’t breath he wouldn’t dare move as he stared in to her eyes still a little shocked. “Did you mean all that Farkle?” Moving his head the best he could in a nodding motion. “Every word Riley, and I always will” When Riley scooted just enough Farkle was able to sit up with Riley still in his lap both of them locked in place. Both wondering who would be the person to make the next movie. Placing one hand on the floor he remembered for a moment where they were. He shot a quick glance at Topanga who was had Katy Clinging to her both of them smiling towards them. Focusing back on Riley he was a little surprised when she started to lean in.

A second before it registered Riley’s lips were on his. It started out small, but when he caught on he starting kissing her back. The small kiss grew a bit bigger, and more intense while wrapping his hands around Riley’s waist. It was the first time Farkle understood what they meant by fireworks. His lips felt like they were on fire, and he knew that nothing could ever make him happier then Riley Matthews. When Riley’s lips pulled away he had to take  in a few breathes taking note that her face was as just as flushed as his. People started to clap, but they both couldn’t move their eyes off each other. “Will you be my girlfriend?” The words flew out of Farkle’s mouth then he heard Riley let out a full heart-ed giggle. “Yes! A million times yes. What took you so long?”

A huge grin was plastered on his face that he couldn’t seem to wipe off. “You know me Riley. I’m the dumbest genius, but I do know I am so lucky to get to love someone like you.” He places his hand on her cheek his heart pounding so fast he didn’t know if it would ever stop, but now in the best way possible “I like to think we are both Lucky, and Thank you for our whole lives so far. You are the greatest guy I have, and I will ever know Farkle. I am in love with you too, and have been for awhile. No one else can compare to a Farkle, and I will make sure from this day on you never forget that.”

Running his thumb across her cheek still shocked at how all this had ended up, but more then happy that he had decided to finally not hold back. “I love you Riley. You me mars?” He Felt Riley wrap her hands around his neck . “I love you to Farkle. Let’s do this thing.” They both knew they had put on a show for the whole cafe, and they knew no one understood the last part. Neither of them paid attention to it though since they were finally exactly where they were meant to be.

@tvshow4life since you wanted to be tagged ^.^

The Bane Chronicles

Can we just take a moment to appreciate The Bane Chronicles also, Raphael? :DDD

- He placed the order with room service,who by now had stopped asking questions about needs for questionable things at odd times such as twenty four plates of scrambled eggs or ‘enough coffee to fill one of your larger bathtubs.’
- “Oh God, not the bloody vampires again.”
- “Nope, nope, nope and also no,” Raphael said and took a few steps back towards the door. “Turn around everybody. I do not wish to know this. I refuse to be aware of this.”
- “This never happened. I saw nothing. Let’s go.”
- “Stupid Shadowhunters.” [Alec gets flung into wall] [Alec does backflip off wall, slings of chandelier and lands on feet] “Stupid sexy Shadowhunters.”
- In those days, Clary had way fewer weapons and way fewer brothers. This time is different. Her boyfriend is on fire. She’s got enough problems. [voicemail] [Simon]
- [voicemail from Raphael] Greetings, Magnus Bane, High Warlock of Brooklyn, from Raphael Santiago of the New York vampire clan, loyal servant of our glorious queen Maureen, forever may she reign in dark glory, and the future prince-consort Simon, babelicious rock god. We have to begin all our telephone calls in this manner now. Including our nightly calls to Hot Topic. It would be needless to state, after this introduction, that I now consider myself a damned soul.

What if there was a secret fan club that was dedicated to Qrow and Winter?
  • *Within Ozpin's office*
  • Ozpin: Alright, settle down everyone, we're all gathered here for the same reason.
  • Oobleck: Yes! We have to figure out a way to get those two together...it'll take time...but we can't let the opportunity pass us by with the holidays approaching!
  • Glynda: I agree. I believe that if we rig our annual mystery gifting game so that they both are forced to to gift each other, it'll create a wonderful moment for something to happen.
  • Ozpin: *places a hand on his chin and nods thoughtfully* Mm, yes, that's quite a good plan, though we'll have to use tact if we want to execute this--
  • Port: *bashes through the elevator door* EVERYONE, DO NOT BE ALARMED BUT THEY'RE FIGHTING AGAIN IN THE COURTYARD.
  • *Everyone exchanges glances before rushing out of the room with cameras in hand*

let me describe what it was like meeting Harry styles. I didn’t get a picture, but it was still a moment I’ll never forget and I don’t even need a photo to remember. So I ran into him on the street (which never fucking happens) and somehow there weren’t a whole bunch of people around him and I was so nervous my heart was practically beating out of my chest and I went up to him, petrified and he looked at me and almost laughed at how nervous I was and then I went “Uh,” and then I held out a hand for him to shake because I’m an idiot and he frowned then smirked and took it, but I got really frustrated with myself and just tugged him against me and pulled him into a really tight hug and I sort of just buried my face in his neck and my breath was really shaky but I didn’t let go and he was very patient and waited for me to let go on my own and then he looked at me straight in the eye and went “that was the best hug I’ve ever had” and I was still shaking and I was still holding onto his hand but he was chill with it and I said “I practiced it with my friend like ten times” and then laughed, while I was almost crying but managing to keep my calm and he smiled really big and let me just say when he talks to you, he stays really close and looks literally into your soul like I had his full attention and I’m really bad with attention and so I had to force myself to look at him and even tho I’ve loved him for as long as I can remember I was kind of uncomfortable with the amount of attention he was giving me but then I continued and said, “I just want to thank you because one direction has been a huge part of my life for five years and you’ve been such a support in the hardest times” and I kinda insulted myself without realizing and he told me “no no no you’re beautiful” and then I started running my mouth and he listened to every word and oh my god he is incredible he is so incredibly polite i’m pretty sure he thanked me twelve times throughout the conversation and asked me if I was ok a billion times and I asked if HE was ok and he looked kind of shocked and then said he was very ok and oh my god he’s the most amazing person in the world and then I was just like ok enough imma leave before I break down so “I should go, see ya” and he sort of chuckled and his voice was super raspy and he said bye and hugged me one last time and then I left and once he was out of sight I started sobbing bc he smelled so good and I had to pry my eyes away from his chest because his shirt was a bit unbuttoned and his hair was up and his cross necklace omg and his eyes were so pretty and his lips were really pink and his dimples omg and his fucking eyebrows and jawline and his skin and his smile and his cheeks were kinda blushy and he was so intimate and real and right in front of me and everything I dreamed he’d be and he actually is a pretty normal person I thought he would be a bunch taller but he stands about 5′11″ at most and he is every amazing thing I thought he was and he is so gentle and kind and then I called my mom to come pick me up because I was alone and freaking out and I got in the car and she was like “omg why are you crying” and I was like “I just met the love of my life” and she was like “why is that a bad thing” and I told her the story and at the end, we both talked at the same time, me saying “and he won’t remember me” and my mom saying, “he’ll probably remember you forever” and I swear to god that day ruined me emotionally and this is the biggest run on sentence I’ve ever seen.

Another thing I really really love and appreciate (as if I haven’t said it enough already) is that ONE doesn’t let his art style or others’ perception of his skillset prevent him from delving into serious moments and heavy topics.

He could’ve kept Mob Psycho on its relatively humorous path and probably would’ve seen some minor success based on its humor and premise alone–and then the Teru fight happens and we get a glimpse at how utterly real the series can get, and it hits so hard because its so unexpected.

Mob Psycho’s a series with a lofty premise (psychics and ghosts) with an even loftier sense of humor that has no shame or fear in being grounded in emotional reality.

A rival for Mob appears, and it isn’t a hot-blooded clash of brawn that results in a newfound friendship. It’s a one-sided clash of ideals that ends with one middle-schooler choking another with his bare hands into unconciousness.

A stereotypical villainous organization twirls their mustache as they make off with the protagonist’s brother, and the hero busts in with The Squad to save the day. Except it isn’t The Hero who saves the day, it’s his parental figure, because The Hero is a 14-year-old child who is wholly unequipped to deal with the emotional consequences of violence and murder.

And that’s not even delving into the manga-exclusive content like the morality of exorcising ghosts, toxic personal relationships, extreme bullying, and outright psychological torture.

Mob Psycho is RAW. It is funny and extremely silly and not above fart-joke level humor by any means, and yet at the same time is so intense it’s difficult to continue reading at times.

And while all these may be shocking, it’s never done in such a way to feel out of place or uncharacteric of the series. After all, the title itself comes from the fact that the main character experienced a traumatic event as a child and developed an emotional suppression complex to try and cope.

That’s some pretty dang heavy stuff, but ONE is a master at balancing the two extremes with great characterization, world-building, pacing, and reasoning behind it all, something a lot of authors could stand to learn from.

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[LYRIC TRANSLATION] SNSD - That Summer (0805) / Sailing 

Past seasons, memories that have been engraved in between
Of the memories, the day I first saw you comes to mind today
Summer day with good sunlight, your pure smile
Would you have known that shining moment would become forever?

There were times that were only filled with tears,
But it will be a long journey that will shine brighter than the past days

Sailing into the night, even if we are left in the dark,
Let’s be together until the end
Again and again and again
Even if time passes and it becomes dim,
We will keep the promise of that one summer day

Soft moonlight, the sound of crashing waves below,
I’m uneasy thinking that you might be alone right now
How did you feel today, what happened,
Wondering if you’re okay, all of your expressions become my day

Sometimes you get used to all of this love
Even if your walking slows down, I will wait for you

Sailing into the night, under the night sky that is only darkness,
Even if you can’t see the end, we’ll
Again and again and again
Even if time passes and it becomes dim,
We will not stop, like the promise of that one summer day

In what direction we should go,
We will not wander, within the many directions,
We’ll find the starlight that’s shining clearly
At the end of the long sailing voyage,
We look back on the long path, the new world we’ve met again is you
You know it’s true

Stay together sailing into the night
For you who made the deep darkness of the ocean
Into pink light
Again and again and again
Even if time passes, we will not be shaken
We won’t stop, like a radiant girl that summer
We won’t change, like a constant wish (SONE) every summer
Promise me

                just a friendly reminder you guys that this……. happened. :)

and how about we take note of the way Daryl physically pauses, like he’s suddenly recognized this moment for what it is (being massive fucking amounts of sexual tension hanging in the air all of a sudden) and then let’s talk again about how nervous and flustered he gets after because of it. enough to gulp down his food and twitch.

“damn, can feel the tension in her fuckin muscles. *grunts internally* fuckin sweater ‘s in the way. could probably do this better if she were lyin down too….. wait, this ain’t weird right? ……. ….. damn she got pretty eyes. shit, hold on, what she lookin at me for? oh. fuck. this is kinda weird, ain’t it? does she….. what do i…. fuck. could use some water right now. why are my fuckin palms sweaty what the fuck. what just fuckin happened.  ain’t no good at this shit. should probably drop your hands now asswipe” xD

and to top it off, this is also before Carol then puts a “pretty romantic” label on it, which defines just exactly what was presented in this moment

so he may not know how it arrived or what to do with it yetttttttttt, but this scene back in season 3 tells you right here that there are stuff and fucking things going on between them that are waitinggggg to be explored ok byE

BTS Reacting to hearing you moan in your sleep

Oh god, this was so funny to write haha. Thank you for your request and support, we always notice you in our activity-notes thingy :) 

This is a combination of sexy boys vs innocent boys ups, sorry~~

- Admin RaspberryJam

Jin:

Seokjin was a light sleeper, so he was awake the moment you moaned. He looked a bit confused, not understanding what was happening at first, in his sleepy state. He raised his head to look at you, waiting to see if it was you that moaned, and not one of the boys from across the hall. He let out a small surprised gasped when he heard you do it again and covered his mouth. He wanted to wake you up, but at the same time, he didn’t want to interrupt your sleep. He gulped and tried to go back to sleep, but your moans kept him awake and bothered. He couldn’t sleep all night, and when you finally stopped the sexual noises, he still couldn’t fall asleep. In the morning, when you saw how tired he looked and asked why, he gave you a look that made you question what you did last night.

 " Oh my god, what is she doing to me?“

Suga:

When he woke up because of some noise comig from his room, he was ready to kill the person disturbing his precious sleep hours. He looked around the room only to find no one, so he looked to his left to your sleeping figure. His eyes widened when your lips parted and you let out a small moan and grinded your bum against his crotch. He groaned and although he wanted to move away from your bum, he stayed put, letting you torture him for a bit. He knew now that you were having a wet dream and he moved his head to your ear, whispering dirty words to wake you up.As soon as you were awake, he pulled you on his lap and described what you did for the last minutes. He was ready to give you a lesson for waking him up. 

“ You’ve been a naughty girl, you need to be punished.”

J-Hope:

When he heard you moan, he thought that you were awake and just helping yourself ( you know what i mean). So when he turned to face you, he was surprised to see your sleepy face, hair messed up and face covered in sweat. He didn’t know what to do, wake you up or let you continue your dreams. Hearing you moan his name made him a bit horny and he almost whined from how unfair this was. He patted your shoulder, letting you gently awake, before pouting. He complained to you, saying that you shouldn’t have such dreams when you sleep right next to him. You were embarrassed for being caught and you threw a pillow at him, hitting him for teasing you. He gave you a seductive look before climbing on top of you, pressing his “problem” into you to get things started. 

“ [Y/N], i think you should help me a bit.”

Rap Monster:

He was the one to usually have this problem, but now he was the one to be awoken by your sexual noises. He propped himself up on his elbows to look at your flustered, sleepy state. He smiled, realizing what was happening and chuckled to himself, watching you moan his name. His smile turned into a smirk, he didn’t really want to wake you up but continue to enjoy the small show. He wondered what your dream was about and what was he doing in your dream that made you react in such ways. His eyes widened when your hips moved to thrust into nothing and that’s when he decided that he needs to wake you up. As soon as you were awake, he continued your dream, but 1000x better. 

“ You know what they say, dreams do come true.”

Jimin:

Let’s admit it, he would be up the second you moaned. He looked at you in surprise, waiting for you to moan again to be sure that his ears are not messing with him. When you moaned again, he let out a small growl and let his eyes travel across your body. He noticed the small droplets of sweat that covered your forehead and the way your chest raised as your breath got heavier. He licked his lips, already a bit uncomfortable in his pants. He woke you up immediately and ignored your confused questions as he started trailing kisses along your neck. He told you about your moaning in your sleep and he confessed that he was turned on and that he needed your help since he can’t go back to sleep.

“ That was not very nice of you, [Y/N], to let out such cute noises.”

V:

You woke up Taehyung with your constant moving and small moans. He jumped up, confused by the sounds, believing that you are hurt or something. He gently shook your arm and asked if you were okay, but then you moved and buried your face in your pillow, letting out another moan. He then gasped in surprise, realizing you were having a sexy dream. He was surprised by this since you seemed very innocent around him, so for him, this was quite new. He tried to go back to sleep, but his head was full of questions. He definitely teased you in the morning, accusing you of having dirty dreams right next to him and demanding to know what the dream was about.

“ I thought you were innocent, but after last night, i’m not so sure anymore.’

Jungkook:

He was sleeping just fine until he kept hearing noises coming from near him. He opened his eyes slowly, starting to realize what kind of sounds he was actually hearing. The moans were too feminine and too close to him so he knew they were not coming from his hyungs ( for once in his lifetime cough). He looked to his side to see you with your mouth a bit open and when you let out another moan, he was fully awake. He bit his lip, shy and nervous, thinking about what he should do. He wanted to wake you up so the other members wouldn’t hear you and he may want a bit of help as well. He gently shook you, hoping that you’ll remember your dream and willing to help the maknae.

“ Jagi, i think you should wake up, you’re.. i need your help.”

Meow Cafe 8 was soooooo great!!

First of all Happy late Valentine Day!! XD and it still counts because I actually told you so yesterday… Anyways thanks for this amazing present Meow Cafe update that was beyond awesome!! Let’s start ranting again:

  • We had a very very very sad background that made us cry ourselves out from Chapter 7 where Tony got fired because of that jerk (it was Ty’s fault!! Steve happened to got manipulated by anger XD) and a supportive Rhodey that keeps supporting him aaand the mystery of the caller solved
  • Good to know that both James have more in common than what they see on each other X3
  • Sam
  • The entire moment where they confront each other was a very cute moment, to be honest I though their plan was screwed a couple of times, 1st when Bucky left the spare key inside (duh…) and 2nd when Steve let Tony go helping him to get the key on its place
  • I can promise you I couldn’t stop laughing imaging how Steve could talk as fast as he could fearing Tony could stop him on any second, but not because it was funny, only because I know how desperate you have to be to do that and when you do that is 100% probable that you start saying non senses… Still it was good Tony only stopped him when he heard the important part that wasn’t matching with what happened
  • My favorite parts were when Tony kissed Steve for the fist time, when Tony broke Bucky’s lamp and when they both was messing with him about his couch XDD
  • Also I didn’t expected Ty came back lurking and hurt them both!! I promise if he hurts Tony or Steve (again) or even Fig!! I’ll go to cut his head off DX
  • In general I want to point this too because this serie needs this and all your fics deserve it too. and is just I love in general how you describes Characters and their actions, reactions and situations between them, you can make us love them or hate them (in case of Ty XD), I can tell you that this fic is full of emotions and even that this chapter was a long update, I didn’t feel it like that and I actually enjoyed word by word X3

PS I CAN’T WAIT FOR TOMORROW DTR UPDATEEEEEEEE~~~

- Yuki

Sam was dragged into a mess, he didn’t ask for! but he did help!

the apology part was hard to write (till last minute I didn’t know how to fix Tony and Steve’s relationship to make it seem believable after that much heartbreak I put Tony through). and with the key scene I wanted to show the difference between Ty and Steve! Ty took Tony’s hand in his, without Tony’s consent, while Steve took the key from Tony

I am not gonna lie, so far, I am pretty proud how Bucky is in this fic (and you know how I feel about Bucky in general)

I love petty revenge, Tony had his with the lamp and fake make out on the couch

dun dun duunnn! no one expected Ty to return!

and thank you!!  I did put a lot of emotions into this part! and it was supposed to be even longer, but I decided to save the rest for the next one, haha!

AND YES, DTR TOMORROW

thank you for your essay!! you get an A!!

Let’s all take a moment to pretend Duke Crocker was never born, shall we?

Like, let’s imagine that he wasn’t in the show at all, and see what happens.

Nothing. Nothing happens. No really, literally, nothing happens.

Nathan never goes back in time to rescue Duke’s dumb ass from wrecking the past, and so never meets Sarah. He never has sex with Sarah, which means James is never born, which means there is no Colorado Kid murder, which means there is no newspaper article for Vince and Dave to show Audrey when she arrives in Haven.

Nathan never meets Sarah, so he never directs her to find and trust Vince and Dave, meaning they must find her on their own and their relationship in general is most likely Different. Duke doesn’t save Roy from being killed in the bar fight, so Sarah never has to kill him, meaning The Rev doesn’t corrupt Simon by telling him Sarah/Lucy killed his father, and Simon and Lucy have no need to hunt one another, meaning Lucy may never meet the real Lucy Ripley while on the run from Simon. In fact, Simon might even be alive still, and sympathetic to Audrey’s existence and purpose.

Nathan doesn’t meet Mosley in 1954 because he never went back to fetch Duke, which means Mosley cannot send Nathan back alone in S5B to meet Lucy and accidentally tell her about the secondary way to end the Troubles (which doesn’t end up mattering because S4 and S5A/B never happen, as we will see later). Lucy never meets James anyway, however, because James never existed, and Dave doesn’t get possessed by Croatoan in order to kill James- again, because James never existed.

Because James never existed, the entire plot with Arla/Tommy/the bolt gun killer is null and void. Arla never comes to town seeking revenge (and James). Claire lives. Audrey doesn’t get the chance to see Nathan shot to death and think she might have lost him forever, and takes longer to admit (even to just herself) that she loves him.

In present day, Duke doesn’t exist to be Nathan’s frenemy. Duke doesn’t give Nathan the break in a case that helps Nathan decide to remain a cop, which means at the very least, there’s a possibility that Nathan might find himself in a different profession when Audrey arrives in town. Woodworking or art maybe, considering his interests. He is less angry- not not angry, but less angry. And since he never had his brutal falling out with Duke, his Trouble was never activated in present day; he can feel Audrey, but he can also feel everyone else. They lose a very special element of their relationship that changes a part of their dynamic chemistry.

He never makes his connection with Jess because she does not single him out as special because of his Trouble. He never makes a connection with Jordan, because he cannot touch her any more than any other person can. He doesn’t have as close of a relationship with Eleanor because he’s spent less time in the hospital, but he has a closer relationship with Garland, one with less interesting dynamics. He doesn’t bond as closely with Dwight because they are both Troubled, and he cannot get as involved with the Guard because the Guard is composed of Troubled folks.

Audrey doesn’t have a personal reason to stay in Haven because there is no photo of Lucy staring in horror at the body of her son, because James never existed. More than likely Howard or Garland or Vince must ask for her help in some other, less consuming way that does not involve the intense desire to find her family after having been raised an orphan, and then to find out who she, herself, was. In all likelihood, Howard would tell her the PD requested her to be on loan and she becomes interested in the strangeness of the cases along the way.

Because there was no Colorado Kid murder, because there was no connection to Lucy, the intensity of Audrey’s stay in Haven is lessened. She likes Nathan for who he is, Nathan likes Audrey for who she is, they probably still get together but it’s nowhere near as special without the “you’re the only one I can feel” and “we had a child together” connections.

Duke never figures out about the Hunter Meteor Storm, and so instead it falls to Vince and Dave (the only two who are alive and likely to know and share) to tell Audrey she must go away or Bad Things will happen. Like Sarah and Lucy before her, Audrey will find a way to accept this, because that is what all of the Imprints do.

Nathan may or may not accept her leaving. If he accepts it, which is likely, she goes into the Barn and 27 years later, Lexie comes to Haven to start it all over again. If Nathan does not accept Audrey leaving, if he still destroys the Barn to try to keep her, Duke is not there to dive into the Barn after her. There is no Duke to be spat out in Boston and find Jennifer to bring back to Haven and rescue Audrey. Lexie dies in the Barn, or trusts William enough to step out into the Void- but there is no one there to open the other door, and she cannot escape it- either way she never comes back to Haven.

If he does destroy the Barn still, the Troubles never end; the Hunter Meteor Shower nearly destroys the town, reduces it to the state of Guard-run martial-law it is in when S4 begins. Nathan is run out of town and with no Duke to turn up and bring him hope, to bring him home, Nathan lives out his days alone somewhere else, out of the reach of the Guard and under the radar. Losing Audrey may have activated his Trouble, probably activated his Trouble, so it’s likely he still ends up taking a beating from random bikers for cash just outside of town until he can’t anymore. This is all assuming that Jordan didn’t outright shoot him dead because Duke wasn’t there to stop her.

There is no S4 because William never makes it to our world without Duke and Jennifer working to find the door. There is no S5A because Audrey never comes back as Mara, and there is no S5B because Mara isn’t there to cause Duke to explode Troubles all over Haven (and because Duke isn’t there either). Since there was no James, Dave is not possessed by Croatoan, which means there is no Croatoan plot, either.

Just Haven, stuck with the Troubles in some way forever.

Nathan really wasn’t kidding at all when he said there was so much they couldn’t have done without Duke.

Audrey and Nathan were the point of the show, but Duke was their catalyst.

Audrey and Nathan had a shot at a happy ending together not because Duke died, but because he lived.

anonymous asked:

Woah boi lets back this train up. I'm sitting here calmly scrolling through tags and suddenly I see it: what I'm proudest of. You were his Eliza. And I was THIS close to reading it because that sounds great and like it needs to be read. And then just moments before I begin reading it al hits me. The first time that this happened and I read it. And the second. And third..I think we're on 9 and I ALMOST fell for it again. My heart can't handle such beautiful but so so painful heartbreaking stories

okay wow oh my god let’s back THIS train up. NINE TIMES? ARE YOU SERIOUS HOLY WOW.

This makes me emotional I can’t believe you’d willingly read the dumb thing that many times let alone think it’s beautiful BYE (like it’s def painful, but BEAUTIFUL SHHH STOP THAT).

You guys are too good to me THANK YOU.

  • “Apparently. I’m not sure. I mean, I’m not sure of anything, really. Who knows? I don’t." 
  • "But okay! You do your thing.”
  • “I don’t want to get into an argument with you about semiotics, _____, but I know what I see." 
  • "I can’t hear and see and understand every single thought or feeling everyone is having at every single moment." 
  • "It’s just too much for me to take in." 
  • "I’m still sad about this. Let’s have a moment of silence for my sadness." 
  • "What’s the worst that could happen? We don’t know, and we’d like to find out." 
  • "It’s not the destination; it’s the endless, exhausting journey." 
  • "That sounds a lot more dramatic than it is." 
  • "There it is again! That sounds so frightening when I say it that way, doesn’t it?" 
  • "And most of all, keep him safe—from others and from himself." 
  • "It’s his job to make bad decisions. It’s your job to make sure they’re not bad enough to cause real damage." 
  • "I have made a terrible mistake, and it consumes me." 
  • "My life was once a life. And now it is an uncorrectable error." 
  • "It gives and it takes and it takes and it takes." 
  • "I would cry, but I don’t think there’s enough of me left anymore to make tears." 
  • "I know this is a hard time for you, _____. But remember: ‘tis better to have loved and lost. It’s really great. Just the best." 
  • "We will never be the same again. But here’s a little secret for you: no one is ever the same thing again after anything." 
  • "Don’t run. You’ll never escape." 
  • "Any moment could be the last one." 
  • "I would hate to be whoever it is that they’re looking for." 
  • "We are, each of us, a vast story waiting for someone to tell it." 
  • "I think they would do the same for us." 
  • "It’s been a rough day." 
  • "It’ll be fine. But maybe hide. Or run away." 
  • "I have no idea what he’s thinking, _____." 
  • "It seems like it was pointing toward a truth I didn’t want to learn." 
  • "I wish he never left." 
  • "All these things are meaningless." 
  • "How? Don’t ask questions." 
  • "If the idea gets inside you, then it’s over." 
  • "Everyone’s got their own thing, you know?" 
  • "So as long as you are loved, it doesn’t matter." 
  • "Oh! You startled me." 
  • "What is experienced may not be real. What is real may never be experienced." 
  • "After all, this moment was only something I experienced, not something I know is real.”
4

“Never really seen Jon give up on anyone or anything and that was the difference in this battle. And the difference for me after coming back to life was what if he just stopped? What if fatigue gets to him? And the first moment we found that was when the crush starts happening. And he just slows down, and he’s lying on the ground and it’s that thing of finding peace, for a moment. I could just stay here, could let it all end. Then something drives him to fight out. And that moment where he comes up and gasp for breath, reborn again in a way which I found weirdly reflective of the moment of Dany being held aloft at the end of Season 3.”

“i think i will let you” (part 2 of when i told you i loved you)

Originally posted by legomuke

Word Count: 2382

Warnings: lots of swearing, 

part 1

(AFTER SEVEN YEARS)

“I don’t know about this Cal.”

“Come on. It’s just one night.”

He was tugging gently on her arm. It was the eve of her 18th birthday and Calum showed up in her backyard, tossing rocks to her window at 10:00 pm, trying to convince her to sneak out with him for a surprise. Now she was standing just inside her backdoor and facing his pout.

“What if we get caught? I’m not about to get in trouble with my family the day that I become a legal adult.”

He rolled his eyes at her. “We won’t get caught. That was one time for Christ’s sakes. I won’t let it happen again.”

She sighed and bit her lip. Calum’s eyes flickered to her lips for a moment. He felt a strong compulsion to embrace her in a kiss.

“Calum?”

He shook himself out of the daze. “Yeah?”

“I’ll go. Let me just go get changed.” She jutted her thumb behind her back.

“What’s wrong with what you’re wearing right now?” He smirked, staring at her exposed legs in the little PJ shorts she was sporting.

She rolled her eyes, not noticing his gaze. “It’s freezing outside, Cal. I’m gonna go throw on some sweat.” She whispered and rushed upstairs.

When she came back down, she was wearing a pair of sweat pants and his soccer sweatshirt. He felt a warm swell surge through him. He watched her walk out and turn around to close the door quietly. When he saw his last name printed across her back he whimpered in want. He couldn’t control himself anymore.

He was moving to hold her when she turned back around. “So what was this surprise you were telling me about?” A smile graced her lips.

He smiled at her and stuck his elbow out for her to take. “Shall we?”

She giggled and grabbed his arm, letting him lead her into the night.

“Calum!” Luke shouted. Calum jumped.

“What!?” He snapped.
“You have to get out of bed. It’s been three days.” His friend pulled back the covers.

“Luke, get the fuck out.” Calum grumbled from the bed.

“No, this is ridiculous. I know you guys had a falling out but—“

“It was worth than a falling out Luke.” Calum shouted. “You just don’t understand.”

“What happened? What was so bad that you can’t go on living?” Luke sighed and sat down next to Calum.

He was silent for several moments. Luke was going to speak up again when Calum sat up.

“She hates me.” He whispered.

“What?”

“I made a mistake. I made a lot of mistakes and now—now she won’t speak to me.”

“Why don’t you just talk to her?”

“I can’t!”

“Why not—“ Luke was cut off again.

“I told her I loved her.”

The room was silent. Calum put his head in his hands and sighed. He wanted to cry but he just didn’t have the energy anymore.

“That’s shitty man.”

Calum collapsed back on the bed. “I know, fuck! What was I thinking?”

“Did you mean it?”

Calum whipped around to look at him. “What? Of course I meant it! You know how I’ve felt. It’s been 13 years! I don’t know what to do now. I totally messed up.” He sighed.

Luke left after that. Not seeing how he could help, he left Calum to his own thoughts.

Calum thought about his dream. He remembered the night.

“Where are you taking me?” She giggled. She’d been asking him since they got into the car.

“I am not telling you!” He laughed at her enthusiasm.

“But why not? I’m your best friend. I thought you loved me.” She pouted at him.

He laughed. “I do! But this is a surprise and traditionally, you don’t actually tell surprises.”

She pouted but didn’t pester him anymore. The clock on the dashboard read 10:43pm. The car pulled off the main road and onto a dirt path. The headlights shone brightly down the unlit path. They drove for another few minutes before she turned to him again.

“Are you planning to murder me? You’ll never get away with it you know.”

He laughed at her and turned down another road. “No, I’m not going to murder you.”

Calum pulled off the road. He got out of the car and met her at the trunk, pulling out a massive bag full of stuff.

“Calum what is this?” She asked.

“You and your questions.” He sighed and grabbed her hand, tugging her along.

He led her to a clearing in the middle of some trees. He set up a little picnic blanket with pillows and a couple other blankets over it.

“Settle in.” He directed her, holding up one part of the blanket and crawling in beside her.

Once they were all settled he laid back and turned out the lantern. She looked up at the sky and gasped when she saw the most magnificent arrangement of stars she’d ever witnessed. Thousands of gleaming dots were packed tightly into the small open area of sky. Stars were brighter and beautiful and she was so happy she could burst.

“Calum it’s beautiful.” She cried. Her grin was firmly planted on her face.

He smiled at her in the dark. He couldn’t help but think how much less lovely the night sky became since she was here. He was so captivated by her beauty and grace that he couldn’t even focus on the sky. He didn’t care about the stars or the moon or the trees. He cared about her. He loved her.

A beeping interrupted the silence and Calum checked his phone.

“11:11, Darling. Make a wish.” He whispered to her.

She turned to look at him. Here eyes met his in the pale moonlight. She held his gaze until she whispered to him, “I hope to God that I will never have to let you go.”

Calum woke up again when there was another knock at his door.

“Calum, honey? I’m coming in.” Joy spoke softly through the wood.

Calum rolled over, his back to the door.

She padded softly through the room and sat on the end of his bed.

“Hon, what are you doing in here?” She asked.

Calum groaned quietly. “You know why.”

Joy sighed. “Calum Thomas Hood. Are you honestly telling me that you’re in here because you told a girl you loved her?”

He turned to look at her. “It wasn’t just that. It was a total, complete, undeniable mistake I made that cost me an amazing future with the girl I’ve been in love with since I was seven. She told me she was in love with me months ago and I not only turned her down but also basically said she wasn’t good enough? I have no idea what possessed me to tell her those things because in no way are they true. I pushed her away and made her hate me.” By now he was sobbing.

“Calum, you two have been inseparable for years. If this is the thing that makes you give up on over a decade of friendship then I just don’t know if you’re really doing all you can to get her back.”

Angry and strenuous cries fell from his lips. His mom pulled him into a hug, trying to soothe his aching heart but she knew his pain wouldn’t be eased by her alone. After the longer part of an hour, Calum finally fell asleep from exhaustion.

“Thank you, Cal. This is amazing.” Her head was resting on his chest and his arm was wrapped around her.

He kissed the top of her head, “I’ll do anything for you. You know that.” He squeezed her a little closer. “You’re my number one girl.”

She smiled and closed her eyes. Listening to the sound of his heart and embracing the warmth of his arms, she fell asleep peacefully.

He noticed her breathing becoming slower and looked down at her snoozing state. He chuckled.

“If only you knew just how much I love you.” He let out a big sigh. “If only you understood what you mean to me.”

Calum woke up around 2 in the afternoon the next day. It was raining outside. He dragged himself out of bed and walked into the bathroom. A note was taped to his mirror stating that his mother and sister went out for a day in the city and if he needed anything he just needed to call.

He sighed loudly and observed himself in the mirror. “Jesus Christ, I look like hell.”

He walked back out of his room and looked at all the pictures he had of the two of them. Pictures from adventures and beach trips and shopping nightmares and birthdays. Pictures of the two of them smiling or sleeping or laughing. He thought about what his mother said. He knew she was right about it. Something within him screamed loud and clear. He had to get her back in his life. He at least had to try.

So, for the first time in days, Calum raced down the stairs clad in a sweatshirt and sweatpants. He fumbled around for his shoes, trying to find something so he didn’t get too drenched in the rain outside. He shoved his feet into his converse.

Just as he was about to open the door there was a knock. He sprinted towards the door and threw it open.

Barging into his house, she was soaked head to toe in water.

“I am pissed at you.” She snapped at him. She quickly advanced towards him and jabbed his chest with her pointer finger. “I can’t fucking believe you. I can’t believe myself. Honestly, I have no idea what I’m doing here.” She was pacing in front of him.

As she ranted aimlessly, he observed her. She was wearing some old blue jeans that she always swore she would throw away but never did. On top she was wearing a dripping wet sweatshirt that he had given to her a year ago. She wore her beat up vans and her hair clung to her chin and neck. Her cheeks and nose were flushed pink and water was dribbling from the tip of her nose. She sniffed every couple sentences and she couldn’t tell if it was because of the cold or because she’d been crying. Based on the redness of her eyes, he guessed the latter.

“I don’t know what enticed me to come here and yell at you but its making me feel a hell of a lot better so I’m going to keep going. Did you know that I haven’t left my room in four days? Because of you and your fucking face and your fucking smile and your stupid fucking eye crinkles. I couldn’t stop thinking about your hugs or how good your hands feel with mine or how much I just want to kiss you. And I haven’t stop thinking about it, ever! Not even after you broke my heart.”

Fresh tears started to fall on her already wet cheeks and it hurt Calum so much but he couldn’t move.

“You fucked up 14 years of friendship, you know? Why should I forgive you for that?

“You know I believe in second chances. I gave you one too. After that night I gave you another chance to be in my life. And then you fucked up again. Normally this is where I would walk away. I would usually just say ‘you blew it’ but I can’t do that with you. You know why? Because I am so totally in love with you Calum and I wish I wasn’t so I could move on with my life but can’t because you are and have been my life for so long.”

She stood still and stared at him, panting.

“Fuck, I love you so much.” Was all he could think of. “I-I love you so much. Every part of you is connected to me. You are the reason I followed my dream of becoming a musician. You always believed in me. You always encouraged me. I wish I treated you more like the love of my life because that’s what you are. I wish I could have been brave enough to tell you I love you first. I wish I were brave enough to tell you I love you that night. That’s my biggest regret. I have a thousand moments to regret in our time together and all of them include my feelings for you.”

She was about to speak but he kept going.

“Every single moment of the day you are wonderful. I’ve never found any one who is more sensational or stunning than you are. You’re presence infatuates me and I can’t stand not being around you. I wish I’d said all theses things before but I’m saying them now. I, Calum Thomas Hood, am in love with you. And I hope that I can prove that to you every single day if you would let me.”

She stood there, starring at him in the eyes. The air was so thick with hope that she could choke on it.

“Yeah,” She nodded her head. “I think I will let you.”

Calum let out an enormous sigh and opened his arms. A smile so wide his eyes crinkled covered his face as he watched her leap towards him.

Her head tucked itself into his neck and her tears went from frustrated to happy. She pulled away and let him kiss her lips gently. An amazing sensation of affection enveloped the pair.

She pulled away and rested her forehead against his. “I love you and all, but I’m absolutely freezing.” She giggled.

He chuckled and nodded, taking her hand and started to lead her upstairs. When they got to his room, he started rummaging through his drawers for something dry and warm for her to wear.

“Actually.” She started, catching Calum’s attention.

“Yeah?” He looked at her confused.

She opened the door to the bathroom. “I was thinking of something more along the lines of a shower.” She smiled.

He grinned and quickly made his way towards her, stumbling into the bathroom and capturing her lips into a kiss while closing the door behind him.

If you would like me to change the pronouns to he/him or they/them I can! Please just message me and I’ll do so instantly! Thanks, Xx.

2

Let’s just pause for a moment to establish that these symbols of Kaneki regaining his humanity are because of Hide.  Nothing’s ever done this to Kaneki before–not anyone he’s watched die, not anyone he’s killed, not Hinami losing her mother, not the prospect of losing everyone at Anteiku, nothing.

Nothing until Hide, on the verge of death, finds him and spends his (seemingly? actually?) final moments proving that he accepts Kaneki no matter what.  And this is what makes Kaneki connect with his humanity again.  I mean, we do realize that’s what’s happening here, right?  This entire scene is Tokyo Ghoul saying, “Hide makes Kaneki human.”

Hide makes Kaneki human.