it was so hard to get up and down from there

John makes his way up the stairs with their takeaway, and pauses on the top step as he hears a faint cry. He half winces, half smiles. Perhaps Rosie getting used to her earlier bed-time right away was a bit ambitious.

He hears Sherlock’s voice from the hall- tutting, actually tutting, and so John hovers between the step and the doorway, unseen.

Sherlock comes into view, gently bouncing Rosie up and down in his arms. “Now, you’re not meant to be awake, I hope you know that,” and his voice is so soft that John’s breath catches in his throat. Sherlock should have spotted him hiding by now, but he is enraptured by Rosie. 

She wails loudly and Sherlock doesn’t even flinch. In fact, he laughs. “Yes, sorry, you’re stuck with me,” he says. “I would sing if it’d help, but that’s your Dad’s forté.”

John looks up, and blinks hard.

“Come on,” Sherlock murmurs. He’s rocking her, now, swaying her back into sleep. “Come on, darling. I know, let’s have a look out here, you’d like that, hmm?”

With one hand, Sherlock reaches across and opens the curtains a little. Rosie peers out- intrigued, but glazing over slightly as she drifts off. 

“You’re going to have so much fun,” Sherlock whispers. His head has bent down, his lips just brushing the top of her head. “Just look at that, Rosie. Billions of people in the world, all of them connected in some way, and they don’t even know it yet, some of them.” She sighs deeply, sleepily. “That’s it, sssh. You don’t know it yet, but you’re going to have the best adventure, I just know it.”

Her eyes are completely closed now, and Sherlock gradually slows his rocking. “But the best part is coming home,” he finishes, and he says with reverence, like it’s the most precious secret in the world.

John steps back to compose himself. When he goes through the doorway, Sherlock is off putting Rosie back into bed. He sets up the cutlery, the wine glasses, the containers of prawn crackers, and fortune cookies, and everything in between. 

He raises his head as he hears Sherlock’s quiet footsteps coming closer. “She’s not, you know that?”

Sherlock pours their wine, John’s glass first, then his own. “I’m sorry?”

“She’s not ‘stuck with you’,” John replies. 

Sherlock’s cheeks turn pink. “I- well-”

“She’s not,” John insists. He hands Sherlock his wine glass and taps it against his own. “We’re her family,” he says. He says it, bold and firm and clear as crystal.

Sherlock sets down the wine glass, and kisses him with the biggest grin on his face John has seen. They both pretend, for now, that it’s not a teary one.

all i want for neil is a life where the only things that ever hurt or leave a mark on him come from love;

after playing a fierce match where the foxes win by their smallest margin all season. it was rough and they almost gave up but they didn’t, of course, that’s not them. when the final buzzer sounds on a fox win he falls to his knees too hard but through the pain and exhaustion he’s unbelievably happy and proud 

from nicky hugging him so hard one day that they both fall back against the counter and he knocks his elbow against the corner. he flinches at the sharp pain that flares in his arm and nicky looks so guilty but neil has had so much worse and nicky is family and didn’t mean to hurt him so he forgives his rambling apologies in an instant  

or from andrew, sucking and biting for long seconds at a time down his neck and across his chest. marks that he looks back at in the mirror when he gets out of the shower later, that make his scars seem insignificant in comparison. marks that make him feel loved and wanted and make his stomach flutter with remembered pleasure rather than fear

Rainfall Chapter One

SURPRISE! Aside from my upcoming fic with my sister @wicked-gamesofdersha “Addickted”, I have also been working hard on my sequel to Rain On Me. Now I normally don’t do this, but considering how long Addickted will be, I decided to get an early start on the story coming right after it, and giving you guys the first full chapter! So with that being said. Welcome to Rainfall! 

Derek and Ahsha were the golden couple of LA and the tale of their love story is very popular around the Devil’s arena. They have been through hell and back but they realized overtime that they are stronger together than apart, and life was great. Being married for 15 years had it’s ups and downs and it was believed that the couple could get through anything, until now. Newly divorced for two years, living in two different sides of the world, with the children still in LA, the couple have chosen to move on without each other. But when a new job opportunity lands Ahsha back in LA with her two girls and at the mercy of her ex-husband who’s now the owner of the LA Devils Organization and basketball team, the estranged parents are forced to be around each other everyday. With distance no longer a factor, help of both of their girls, and a new love interest for Derek underway, can the couple get back to the way they were despite the obstacles? Will revelations, and new developments in both of their lives  threaten to tear them apart forever or bring them closer together? You’ll find out soon enough! 

This story will continue once Addickted is finished, but for now, enjoy chapter 1! 

“Faithy wake up” 

The sounds of Faith’s baby sister Ava Hope’s sweet voice trying to wake her up filled the room. The seventeen-year-old doesn’t budge and turns her head the other direction. Ava doesn’t stop there. She nudges her shoulder then shakes her a bit.

“Faithy”

“Come on Ava I’m trying to sleep” 

She moans. The tiny 11-year old walks over to the other side of the bed where Faith’s face now was. She proceeds to nudge her again but a little less gently this time. Faith groans under her pillow throwing her head under it. Ava now remembers how stubborn her sister was when it came time to wake up for school. She knew her last attempt would work this time. She hopped on top of her sister’s queen and began jumping as high as she could. As she jumped she cried out,

“Wake-up! Wake-up! Wake-up!”

Not being able to bear her sister’s antics, she finally gave in.

“Alright alright! I’m up”

“Prove it” 

Ava tested making her last jump on the bed then plopping down. Faith raised her head to sit up all the way.

“Satisfied?”

“Yes” 

Ava smiles at her big sister, leaning over to peck her cheek. This has been a particular routine for them since Ava could walk and talk.

“Good morning”

“Morniiiiing!” Ava says excitedly.

“What time is it?”

“Almost 6:00AM”

“Have you done your morning tasks?”

“Yes” Faith precedes without taking a breath.

“Brush your teeth?”

“Yes”

“Outfit picked out for school, washed your face, figured out what hairstyle you want today?”

“Yes mom” Ava teased.

“I’m doing it again aren’t I?”

“Yeaah, kinda” 

Ava laughs while Faith face-palms herself. Ava grabs her hand from her face.

“I’m sorry”

“Don’t be, I kinda like it when you act like her”

“Why is that?” 

Cocking her eye-brow.

“Because it makes me feel her presence still here in the house”

“Ava, she left us, she didn’t want to be here, if she did, she’d still be in this house with us”

“I know you want to believe that Faithy but it’s never that easy, we don’t know what happened between her and Daddy” Ava explains.

“You don’t know, but I do”

“Maybe that’s true, but things can change”

“It’s been two years” Huffing and puffing shaking her head.

“She could come back”

“SHE’S NOT OKAY!” Faith says harshly.

“Ok” Ava said in a low tone letting her sister know her feelings were hurt. Faith notices her facial expression and the tears building up in the rim of her brown eyes, the eyes that symbolized her mother, Ahsha Hayes. Ever since the divorce, Ahsha’s presence in the girl’s life was very rare.

It had only been two years since her and Derek divorced and she moved out of LA, right away. Shortly after that she accepted a job in Atlanta and hasn’t looked back since. She could never go that long without seeing her kids so to avoid seeing Derek, they created a yearly arrangement. Since she chose to give Derek primary custody of the girls, their arrangement was he would have them during the school year and Ahsha would keep them for the summer and Christmas considering it was Ahsha’s favorite holiday to celebrate. But even with this agreement, it put a strain on her relationships with Ava and Faith. Ava missed her mother very much and even though she would never admit it, Faith did too. Truth was that, Faith resented her mother for leaving without an explanation and giving up on her dad and their family so easily. The problem with that point of view is she really didn’t know the full truth behind her parent’s separation and it was only a matter of time before she will learn how wrong she was.

She wasn’t sure how long she’d feel this way but in the meantime she wanted to keep her baby-sister close, well taken care of and away from the drama in spite of their family being apart. It was the two of them and had been that way for a while now. Faith reached for her sister’s hand pulling her into her chest as a tear fell from her eye and landed on her shoulder. She comforted Ava rubbing her back, holding her tight as the tears fell effortlessly.

“I just want things back to what they used to be”

“I know”

“It’ll never be the same, will it?” Ava sniffles, pulling away from Faith.

“Ava listen to me” Faith lifts up her chin.

“I know it feels impossible right now, but it’s going to be okay. Things are really tough now with mom and dad not being together but we’re going to get through it. Our family is going through a transition and I know it isn’t easy for you but one thing I need you to understand is you have me, I’m right here. Were in this together, no matter what, okay?” 

The sister persuades. Ava nods her head in understanding. Faith kisses her forehead.

“Go finish getting ready”

“Ok” Ava said getting off her sister’s bed making her exit. Faith ran her fingers through her brown curls, inhaled and flipped the covers over heading to her bathroom. She showered and dressed quickly, styled Ava’s hair for the day and they both headed downstairs for breakfast.

Ava sat in her seat with her backpack behind her chair while her sister fixed her a bowl of cereal. Breakfast had always been Ahsha’s thing and having a large family breakfast didn’t feel the same without her so they stopped doing it entirely.

“Honey Nut or Lucky Charm?”

Faith asked.

“Honeey please!”

Ava playfully replied. Honey nut was her favorite.

Even with the divorce and her mother not always being present, she always managed to appreciate the other good developments in her life, as hard as it was for her. Faith reached for the bowl, poured the cereal and milk into it and gave it to her sister. As Ava was diving into her breakfast while Faith was making a pot of coffee and toast, Derek appeared in the room. Wearing his usual Armani suit and tie, he greeted his girls.

“Good morning my girls”

He announced pecking Faith’s cheek and kissing Ava’s hair.

“Morning Daddy! You look nice, why are you always so dressed up?”

“Because work is a professional setting so I have to look this way sweetie”

“What’s professional mean?” The girl pry’s.

“It means I have to look the part” 

Grabbing his cup of coffee and plate of toast to sit down, pinching her nose before sitting. Faith follows behind him and takes her seat as well with her orange juice, her cutie orange, toast and grape jelly and a bowl of Lucky Charms.

“So cupcake how’s your studying going for the SAT’s?”

“Well, as to be expected. Still kinda nervous to take the exam though”

“Have you tried any of the practice ones yet with your study group” Taking a bite out of his toast.

“We did two yesterday after class but, idk dad I feel like I might need more practice”

“Maybe you can try talking to one of your teachers about getting a tutor who could better assist you”

“Yeah, maybe. I’ll ask Ms. Paige today then”

Faith tells him, drinking a few gulps of her orange juice. Derek pauses, taking some time to enjoy his coffee before speaking again. Ava’s in her own world playing on her mini-iPad and taking huge bites out of her cereal.

“Ava put your IPad away until you finish your breakfast”

“But I wanna play with it while I eat my cereal”

“It’s too close to the bowl that’s how it will get damaged. If your milk spills it will land on it and it won’t work anyway”

“But daddy I promise I won’t get any milk on it” She pouted.  

“What did I just say Ava? Put it away, now” In his stern voice. & she did what she was told and put it in her backpack. Derek turned back to his oldest off-spring.

“How are your college applications going?”

“Really great dad! I found three schools in New York that I really like!”

“I thought you were only looking into school’s in L.A.?”

The teenager rolls her eyes at her father’s forgetfulness.

“Come on dad you know I’ve always wanted to study in the city”

“I know you want to go to the school in the city, I just figured you meant L.A and, close to home”

“I did at first but now, I think a change of scenery would be a really great experience for me”

“That’s too far from Long Beach” He shuts the idea down.

“It’s a plane ride”

“Plane ride half-way across the country Faith”

“Okay and! I can always come visit. It’s not like you don’t have the money for that” She retorted.

“That’s not the point”

“Then what is? You know you said you wanted me to expand my horizons and now that I want to, you’re not okay with it. I don’t understand! Why are you so hell bent on keeping me here?!”

“Now that’s enough, I understand you’re upset but don’t cuss in front of your little sister” 

Derek tried to reason. Like a typical parent, Derek couldn’t stand the thought of his child being far away for school and its obvious that isn’t what Faith was aiming for. And even in a disagreement he didn’t want Ava exposed to this kind of family interactions. All she knew was love, not hate or anything negative and he wanted to keep it this way for a long time. Right now Faith was in the moment so she was letting her emotions get the best of her.

“NO! It’s not fair, mom got to leave why can’t I?” 

She shouted. Those words cut deep for Derek and her little sister to hear. Ava put her hands over her ears and yelled,

“Stop yelling at each other!”

Faith and Derek made eye-contact with each other than Ava and then back at each other again. Faith remained quiet sitting back crossing her arms, then tended to her cereal. Derek softened up a bit realizing how unreasonable he was being. It was no secret he wanted her going to school close to home but a part of him also wanted her to explore on her own, find what she’s passionate about, what she likes, doesn’t like, make her decision about her future on her own, like he never got the chance to do. Everything was chosen for him, he didn’t want to do the same thing to his daughter. He placed his palm over hers.

“If you want to go to New York for school, I will get you there, just… think about options in LA too, okay?”

“Okay” Faith agrees looking up at her dad with a half-smile.

The father and daughter would probably fuss and fight about this again but for now, the conversation was done. Ava looked over at her dad and sister as she finished up her cereal.

“Faithy?”

“Yes Ava”

“Are you and daddy okay now?” The curious girl questioned her sister. Faith chuckled at her sister’s concern.

“Yes little one, daddy and I will always be okay”

Rubbing her shoulders to put her at ease. Her and Derek were not going to always agree but at the end of the day, that is her father and she loves him, and that’s’ what Ava wanted her to remember. The little girl nodded in agreement with a smile. She pulled her chair out to put her bowl in the sink while Derek and Ava engaged in another conversation.

“Big day at the arena today?”

“Very, were putting in our final picks for new director of the devil girls and auntie Kyle and I will choose who gets the position after”

“That sounds inventive, how many do you have to choose from?”

“Eight. Kyle will pick our final four, show them to me and from there, we will choose one person to run the team along with Kyle as the head captain”

“Aaaaah so another Jelena on our hands!” She jokes patting her dad’s back. He laughs nervously.

“I sure hope not cupcake, besides, your aunt J is an mother now, finally retired from the dancing lifestyle so Kyle took over once I became the owner of the Devils organization”

“Like she wasn’t wanting this for a lonngg time” 

She sang making fun of her aunt’s desire to be in charge. Her dad was amused at her comment as she began peeling the skin off her orange.

“I don’t even know why you and Kyle are going through the process when you already know somebody who would be perfect for the job. Why not just ask you know who to move back up here so she can do it?” 

Putting a piece of her orange in her mouth, waiting for her dad to respond. He froze. There was only one person he knew would be good for this job and he knew exactly who his daughter was talking about. As she continued to eat whilst noticing Ava had gone back upstairs to finish getting ready, her phone buzzed. She pulled it out and saw three missed text messages, then her phone rang. She didn’t need to look at the caller id to know who was blowing her up. She picked up the call.

“Hello”

“Hi cupcake!”

“Hi mom” 

The daughter says loud enough to where her dad heard her. Right away, he downed the rest of his coffee and got up from the table to pour him another cup but he didn’t go back to the table.

“I’ve been calling you! Why haven’t you returned my calls?”

“I’m sorry mom! I was having breakfast with Ava and dad”

“Oh! How’s my baby girl doing anyway? Where she at?” 

The mother cheers. Due to her busy schedule in the ‘A’ and the distance, her time with the girls was always cut short so any chance she had to speak and spend time with them, she took it.

“She’s good, she’s upstairs getting ready for school, do you want to speak to her?”

“Yeah I do but I also called with some news and I need to talk to your dad, is he around?”

“Uhh yeah, hold on a sec” She said to her mom putting her hand over the speaker.

“Uh-uh , no!”

“Come on! She wants to talk to you”

“She can talk to Ava”

“It’s important dad, just talk to her”

Pleading with him. Derek took another sip of his second cup of coffee. Continuously shaking his head.

“No I have too much going on right now I don’t have time to talk”

“You don’t have time to talk or you won’t?” She whispered.

“Both!”

“Dad!”

“No Faith” He refused. She sighs with her hand still on the speaker and walks over to him.

“I know you don’t want to talk to her but you’re going to have to at some point. You have two children together, you were married for 15 years, you can’t ignore her forever. Come on dad, please”

She begged him placing a hand on his shoulder. He groans loudly then raises his eyebrow at his daughter knowing he was about to regret doing this. She stares back giving him the “You know what to do” look. He retrieves the phone from her hand putting it on his ear.

“Hello”

“Derek?”

“Yea it’s me wat’s up?” He asks her.

“I didn’t expect you to answer”

“Believe me I wasn’t either, unfortunately I’m here under false pretenses. Anyway what’s going on?”

“How are you?”

“You didn’t call me to talk about that” He scoffed.

“So what, I can’t ask my baby daddy/ex-husband how he’s doing?”

“Ugh what do you want Ahsha? I don’t have time to play guess who with you”

“I see how it’s going to be, fine. I called to discuss something really important with you”

Taking her times to deliver the news. The more he listened, the more annoyed he got.

“Spit it out Ahsha damn!”

“Sorry! Okay well I just recently accepted a job and well, well…”

“Well what!” He screamed out of frustration. The ex-wife tried to elaborate but she just couldn’t get the words out.

“Well, it’s in, it’s, okay here’s the thing”

“You know what I really don’t have time for your sudden sense of amnesia” Cutting her off.

“I’ll tell you what, when you figure this all out, call me back. Until then, this conversation is over, I gotta go. The kids are going to be late for school” 

He states before hanging up in her face. He slightly slams the phone down on the counter, now glaring at his daughter rubbing his temples.

“Well don’t look at me!” Faith voiced shrugging her shoulders.

“I told you I didn’t want to talk to her”

“I know you did but I thought that since you two haven’t spoken in a while that things might be different”

“There was a reason for that. We haven’t spoken in a while because I don’t want to talk to her. Only time we speaking is when it has to do with you or Ava. If it’s not about ya’ll then I don’t want to speak with her. So next time baby, please listen to your father’s request” 

Making things crystal clear to her.

“Alright dad, it won’t happen again”

“Thank you, now go get your sister so I can take you to school”

“Ok” She obliges in a sad tone. The teenager was disappointed with her first attempt to get her parents to speak to each other but she wasn’t giving up just yet. She has plenty of time.

“Ava! Dad says it’s time to go!”

“Cominnnnnng!” The girl dashes downstairs, past her dad and sister out the door.

———–

Grant Elementary School

Growing up as a Roman definitely has it’s perks for the two girls. Derek went to private school’s all through his childhood while Ahsha switched from several public schools in her childhood area of living. Derek hated going to private school so he told himself that if he ever had children, he would give them the choice of public or private. Easy enough, both girls chose public schools. Ignoring the fact that she was Derek Roman’s youngest child, Ava had a life of her own, at least in school and she made the best of it. Even though she was only in the 6th grade, she had quite a bit going on. Like her mother, she wanted to be a dancer so she was the top ballet student at her school, had straight A’s like her sister Faith and played soccer as her sport of choice. She was very likable among the students in her grade and to her dismay, everyone knew who she was. Ava was different compared to her sister when it came to her image as Derek Roman’s child.

Yes, this was a fact and she could never ignore this but that’s not the only thing she wanted people to remember her by. She was her own person with her own aspirations, goals and dreams and she let that be known whether they brought up her parents or not. It didn’t make a real difference. She may have been likable by many but that didn’t mean she befriended everyone. She knows there’s people out there who are against her for the simple fact of her being Derek Roman and Ahsha Hayes daughter. She didn’t trust many but there was only one person she did trust and kept close. That person was waiting for her best-friend to arrive in the classroom. Ava sped quickly through the hall way with her backpack in tow, finally making it to her homeroom. She looks around, spots her best-friend Kiyah and walks over to her seat, right beside her.

“Sorry I know I’m late”

“Bell hasn’t rung yet, you’re good! However, I would like to know what took you so long!” Ava’s bestie implied.

“My dad was running a little late getting us to school”

“Why is that?” Kiyah interrogates while reaching down in her backpack for her red apple.

“Aye! I know you got one for me!”

“When don’t I have one for you?”

“Good-point! Haha!” Ava cracks up in laughter. Kiyah reaches back down in her backpack and gives Ava her apple. They’ve been friends since they were babies and their favorite fruit is apples. Ever since kindergarten, no matter the circumstance, they always ate apples together and that stayed a tradition when they began elementary school together. Kiyah was also a ballet dancer as well so they were inseparable. Kiyah takes a bite out of her fruit glaring at Ava so she knows to finish her story-telling.

“My mom called”

“When?! This morning?”

“Yes Ki, just when we were finishing up breakfast”

“Soooo what happened!” Kiyah quizzes her best-friend. Ava takes two bites of her apple in her mouth before speaking, pulling out her notebook.

“Well I didn’t get to see everything but I went upstairs to grab my backpack and homework and my mom called Faith’s phone asking to speak to my dad”

“What could your mom possibly want with your dad?” Kiyah seriously considers the thought.  

“Not sure, but I did hear her say she needed to talk to him about something really important, but they were off the phone before I got a chance to figure that part out”

“You think she wants him back?”

“Who knows Ki, a year ago I would’ve said yes but they fight so much it’s hard to tell. At this point, I really don’t know. What I do know is that I want my family back the way it was. They were never supposed to get divorced” Ava shrugs her shoulders with tears at the brink of her eyes, trying so hard to keep it together. Kiyah knew better. She slides over in her seat to rub her back.

“They’re only fighting because they still love each other”

“How can you be so sure?”

“Look at my parents. They were divorced longer than yours and now they’re remarried with a baby on the way! The same thing could happen to your parents. They miss each other but they’re not ready to admit that, they’ll get there though. Just like mine did. Don’t give up yet bestie, they’ll come around and you will all be a family again” Kiyah reassures her.

If anyone knew about a family being torn apart it was definitely Kiyah. Her parents were high school sweethearts who had her at a very young age and then got married. They were married for 18 years but then Kiyah’s mom got involved with another man along the way after her dad began to drown himself in work and neglect everything else that mattered to him including his family as a result of her grandma’s death. Her dad divorced her mom right away and Kiyah resented him for a long time when he didn’t decide to stick things out and forgive her mom. People make mistakes and that’s all it was, a mistake. Eventually, her mom and dad reconnected a few years after their divorce, resolved their issues and reunited. With her new baby brother on the way, Kiyah couldn’t be happier to have her family and she wanted the same thing for Ava. So right now, these words were giving Ava exactly what she needed, hope.

“Maybe your right, guess we just have to see how things play out. Time heals all wounds” Ava said. The clock turns to 8:35AM and the bell sounds, letting them know the school day has officially started.

———

Back at Jordan High School

Faith was an hour and a half into her first class of the day, writing in her note-pad and waiting for her best-friend Alicia to come back from the bathroom. She glanced away from her pad long enough to see the newcomer coming into the classroom. Walking in, she couldn’t help but stare at him for a split second. There’s no ring on my finger, I can look. Light-skinned, fresh-cut, muscular arms, toned-chest for sure and about as tall as the basketball players on her school’s team, possibly six-foot exactly. She smiled to herself trying to tear the thoughts she was already thinking out of her brain. She looked around the room just in time to catch the newcomer gawking at her. Immediately, their eyes locked and her whole world stood still. She tried so hard to look away but the gravity was pulling at her feet. They continued to stare each other down. She giggled to herself as he gave her an innocent wide smile. Her gaze session was interrupted by her rowdy best-friend’s reentrance.

“Oooo girl! I tell you, if a man was a woman for a day, he’d never want to get off the ground. Mother nature! She’s such a bitch! Killing me! Faith did you hear me? Faith! Hellooooo!”

Alicia expresses loudly, snapping two fingers in Faith’s direction.

“Huh!”

“Girl where was you just now, daydreaming about the pipe!”

“ALICIA!” Faith screeched.

“What? Ain’t like I’m lying! You know I’m speaking truths here and if your so called man knew better, you’d be getting it on the regular like me!”

“We are taking our time, besides he’s the one who told me he wanted us to wait”

“Oh please! Anytime a nigga says that, they are already hitting something else”

Alicia says being completely straightforward with Faith. Faith would never admit it out loud but she did have a point.

“Come on Alicia, Trey would never cheat on me. We have other things in our relationship to satisfy us, unlike you and Morris who bang like bunnies every chance you get and have nothing in common”

“We have an amazing sexual connection; what else do we need hmm?”

“Ooooh idk, an intellectual connection where you guys can get deep with one another?”

“WHY? So I can be all womanly and let him take advantage of my emotions, soo he can reaaad into my soulllll. I wanna invade your every being baby girl blah blah nah that’s all you Fai” Mocking her best-friend. For as long as they’ve known each other, Alicia has always had issues with committing fully to one guy, and she doesn’t believe there’s that one guy out there for her. So It didn’t surprise Faith when she talked like this.

“Quit your dramatics, there’s nothing wrong with commitment or being a virgin”

“The only virgin hereeeee is you! We need to change that”

“OMG no we don’t, cut it!” She rejected throwing the pen her direction. Pulling out another pen, she began to write in her note-pad again.

“All I’m telling you is this, once you get a taste, you’re never gonna wanna give that shit up! I’m just warning you now”

“I’m sorry! But you clearly have bumped your head against that wall and forgot who my father is”

“Girl bye! Your dad used to be the biggest player of the Devil’s before he fell head over heels in love with your mom. He got the pussy then and I’m sure even divorced, he’s getting it now!” Faith almost fell out of her chair hearing those words come out of Alicia’s mouth. It never stopped to amaze her how crazy of a best-friend she had. Loud, proud, feisty as hell and no filter what so ever. Even at 17, she gave zero fucks about what anyone had to say and she’s been speaking her mind and rocking with Faith since they were 10 years old. Everything going on in Faith’s life, good and bad, you can believe that Alicia knew about it. But regardless of that, she never wanted to think of her dad being with any other woman besides her mom.

“I seriously can’t wit your ass!”

“Bump and grind ain’t never hurt nobody Fai”

“You’re a mess!” Faith banters.

“Yeaaaahhh but you love me!”

“Eeeeeehhh that remains questionable”

“I see you got jokes!”

“Who’s joking here?” Faith laughs tapping her pen on her desk.

Alicia stayed mad for two seconds then laughed along right with her because she knew she was kidding. Their laughter was interrupted by their teacher’s voice.

“Faith, Alicia you two stop it back there please. Now we have a new student with us today that I’d like to introduce”

“Sorry Ms. Paige”

“Thank you ladies. Now as I was saying, we have a new student to the class. His name is Carter. He just moved here to LA from Chicago. Carter welcome. Please feel free to sit anywhere you’d like in the class”

“Thank you Ms. P”

The new student responds, walking to the back of the classroom to find a seat quickly. His new seat ironically ends up being close to the back, two seats away from Alicia and Faith. He puts his bag down and takes his seat.

“Okay class, please turn to page 84 in your textbooks” Their teacher instructs. While the teacher is up front-talking, Alicia is in the back eyeing the guy from head to toe.

“Oooh now there’s the guy who’s gonna knock Trey out of the ball park right there!”

“What are you talking about Alicia?”

“New kid! That’s a nice piece!”

“He’s aight” Faith shrugs nonchalantly.

“Come on he is fine wine!”

“Shhhh! Don’t you have a man?”

“Welllll yes, and he would appreciate my good taste, thank youu” Alicia winks at her best-friend.

“Ha! I seriously doubt that but whatever floats your boat girl”

“Ohh no but he’s not for me, this one is all for you. He’s going to have your panties before Prom, mark my words. Trey will be no more” Alicia challenges.

Faith leans over to her best-friend and whispers,

“If he can get that far”

Smirking to herself before looking behind her to see him, staring intensely at her again. He gives off a devilish grin winking at her as she turns her head back to her desk. New kid on the block and he was in for the chase of his life.

————-

Devils Arena- Derek’s Office

Derek was going through his many piles of paperwork with a lot of things scattering his mind at the same time. Being the owner of the team was a lot different compared to actually being on the team. With Pete fully retired now, he needed two people to take over the team, Terrence and Derek were the usual prospects. As business partners, Derek was the owner of the team and Terrence took over as head coach along with Kyle, who’s the captain of the Devil girls. Besides Pete, Kyle and Terrence were the only two people Derek trusted the most so he knew he made a good decision going into business with them both. The three of them all placed the team as their top priority and concern and were excelling in that department. But of course, with business booming, there was still much work to do on Derek’s personal life, especially after what happened between him and his ex-wife Ahsha. This was the first time they had spoken verbally to each other in months and as much as he didn’t want to admit it, it was definitely bothering him.

He’s been keeping busy with the team and office duties while trying to figure out why this was happening but he honestly didn’t know. Shortly enough, he was about to find out. He ran his fingers through the paperwork and his best-friend/business partner walked in abruptly, suit and tie.

“Yo D you got a minute?” He motions his hands waving Terrence in, not looking away from the paperwork in front of him. Terrence closes the door behind him then reaches over his desk to give him a document.

“What’s this?”

“You know the new player Daniel,”

“Yea, what about him?” Leaning back in his chair.

“He’s using again!”

“Are you kidding me! How do you know?”

“Well he failed another drug test and his attendance for practice has been very wishy-washy. One day, he’s here, the next he’s not” Terrence explains.

“I tell you if it ain’t one thing it’s another” Derek sighs.

“If he keeps this up were gonna have to let him go”

“Nah T, we can’t do that just yet”

Derek disagrees.

“He’s making us look bad Derek, the whole team is at stake”

“I understand you in that, but do you know how many times people said that about me?”

Derek questions him. Terrence already knew the answer to that. Back when they were Devil players, Derek was a wild card. Partying all the time, late to practice, always laid up with some hoes, and drinking and snorting all the coke he could fit in his nose. It took a person believing in him before he chose to do better for himself and he wanted to give his rookie Daniel the same amount of grace.

“Can’t even count on my fingers! Ha!”

“Exactly my point. Look, you and I both know how this works, if we kick him off now, people are gonna talk. But if we participate in just a little bit of rehabilitation with him, results will differ”

“Aight so what do you suggest I do?” Terrence asks him.

“Talk to him one-on-one. See where his head and mind-set is at first. Then talk to him about how we can help him get off these substances. If he doesn’t agree to get clean, then we pull the plug”

“I’m on it”

“Good” Sitting back down in his chair clapping his hands together. Before walking out, Terrence looks back at him.

“You alright D?”

“I’m straight, where’s Kyle at?”

“In with the girls” Stating simply.

“Go get her and tell her I need her in my office”

“Sure thing boss” Terrence joked around before going to get her out of the dance studio. Few minutes later, she walks in, clipboard in hand, wearing black pants, a red dressy blouse with some brown pumps.

“You wanted to see me?”

“Yes, come in. Shut the door behind you” She does what is asked of her.

“Who do we have for our final picks for new director?”

“All listed right here”

Giving him the paper. He drags his eyes across the material fast as she’s speaking to him.

“It was four but now I cut it down to two”

“And those two are?”

“Here” Kyle replies hesitantly giving him another sheet of paper that stopped him immediately. On the paper there were two names and two pictures for the top two, but only one of those names struck a nerve. He paused for a long time.

“Yo-You told her she could apply?”

“Uh-uh, first of all, I didn’t tell her anything. Secondly, she asked about some information regarding the application. I gave it to her, nothing more to that, that’s my answer to that question”

“But you knew I wouldn’t be okay with this!”

Derek yelled.

“Whoa you need to slow your role D-ro. I had nothing to do with this. If she wanted to apply, that was her choice to make, not mine. I don’t see what the big deal is”

“You know what the big deal is Kyle come on!”

“Oh so what! You two are acting like children, I’ve waited long enough for you two to get it right but enough is enough!” She argues.

“Hire the other girl!” Derek orders her before snatching the paper back in her hands, walking back to his desk.

“Derek you can’t be serious!”

“As a heart attack!”

“You know this is wrong”

Kyle tries to guilt-trip him.

“Even if we offered the job to her, she’d never accept it anyway” In an irritable tone rolling his eyes.

“Shouldn’t that be my decision Derek?”

A loud female voice spoke in the room. Kyle and Derek turned their heads so fast they could’ve broke their necks. They didn’t have to hear that twice to know who said it. The man and the blonde turned around to see her best-friend and his ex-wife, standing in the doorway, wearing a black and red striped luscious dress, hair curled down to her back, hand on her hip and black five-inch heels complimenting her curvy frame. Derek couldn’t believe this. It all felt too real, but he believed he was dreaming. He was far from dreaming, and it was time he faced reality. There she stood, in the flesh, she was back.

Hope you guys enjoyed the intro to Rainfall! We will resume after Addickted! Also: First Chapter of Addickted will be up soon! 

Thoughts

My birthday is coming up (February 9), and I was thinking that it might be a good time to do a little fic giveaway type thing. I doubt I hit any follower milestones in the near future, and I’m focusing on the 2017 Prompt Challenge (I narrowed it down to 200 prompts as my goal) writing-wise this year, so a fic little giveaway might be a fun way to celebrate turning 41 (good grief, I’m getting old! I was only 23 when I started writing fanfic…).

However, I totally failed when I did my 1k followers giveaway last year. I did all the other giveaways totally, but that one just hit at a bad time RL-wise & I couldn’t write words. So I’m not sure if it’s fair to winners from back then to do a random ickle giveaway now when I failed so hard on their stuff. Thoughts? Am I overthinking this? Ha! Of course I am. This is me!

Anyway, I’m bouncing this idea around & thought I’d post my rambly thoughts here for some input. Would a birthday fic giveaway be a fun celebration to share with my followers? 

When people say “the best revenge is success,” they’re not lying. I had a girl in high school who bullied me so bad and was so mean to me that it drove me into a clinical depression and therapy and my parents would tell me, “keep your head down and work hard,” so I did.

Fast forward 7 years and I own my own wedding videography business. I get an inbox from who? The one and only, saying she had been referred to me by four different people to film her wedding and that she had to have me shoot it because my work was too good to pass up.

Proof that when you take negative energy and channel it into something good, it pays off in the end.. even if it is nearly a decade later.

acceptable ways to correct yourself if you misgender a trans person

  • “I went to the store with her–him”
  • “He and I–sorry she and I went to the movies”
  • “He’s–I mean they’re a big fan of Marvel Comics”

not acceptable ways to correct yourself if you misgender a trans person

  • “She really likes–oh my god I mean he, I’m so sorry, I just don’t have it down yet, you need to give me time, I mean, I’m getting it, I promise, it’s just so hard sometimes, and I don’t even know where that came from, and I’m so sorry, I really didn’t mean to, you just have to go easy on me, I’ve never done this before, it’s just, I’m getting it, it won’t happen again, it’s just hard, you get it, right?”

this has been a psa

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Hello! Sorry I’ve been inactive for the past week – I’ve been coming home tired and feeling sluggish and I don’t know why ;;v;; I think I should try getting some proper sleep this weekend (usually I only get 3-5 hours a night) ;;v;;

I’ve received recent asks about the Zen Feels Train – please know that it will be updated after the holidays ^o^ Thank you for your interest ♥ I’m also working on some holiday artworks that I hope to finish before the month ends :D ((It’s super fun I hope you guys will like it ^__^))

I’m sorry for letting the messages pile up – I’m trying my best replying privately to some and I’m compiling the others for posting • v •;;; Feel free to resend your ask && tell me if you want a reply right away! I really appreciate all your messages and I’d like to thank you all for taking the time to brighten up my day ♥ ♥ ♥ Please give me a bit more time! Thank you!

Because there’s been a lot of overly fluffy zimbits (and this seems to be my role in every fandom) here’s a list of things Jack and Bitty are definitely NOT going share at their engagement party

Or: jack and Bitty don’t always succeed at being adults

- the time that bitty came home after a long day of work and immediately did a shot of vodka
- how loud bitty shrieked when jack shoved his ice cold hands down his pants after getting home from a run
- the amount of times jack came home from a roadie to find bitty asleep in a pile of clean laundry
- the day they turned their morning run together into a race and jack went so hard trying to beat Bitty he puked afterwards
– even worse jack was immediately ready for a rematch and Bitty was just like “babe you just threw up nO”
- they have broken no less than 3 glasses and 1 pie tin because they are lanky babies and making it on the couch is a hazard to anything on their coffee table
- the amount of times jack has actually tripped over Bitty bc Bitty got overwhelmed with stress and laid down under the table

Idk add more messy zimbits adventures like their two athletes in their 20s they’re both messes

How I see kpop groups and their traits

Exo: referred to as gods by the future generation; they could release an album full of high pitched screaming and still would make the best selling kpop album; china line who?; we are 1 what?; korean members with chinese stage names; don’t let the satan near you; yehet, kkaebsong; give Sehun lines

Bts: from nowhere to everywhere; hyperactive kids making good music; kids with mental health issues doing vanalism; they look at you - you faint;  shit down, beach - bitch?, ikskjuz miii; zoo; give Jin lines

Ikon: B.I, Bobby and friends; favoritism by yg; “the next bigbang”, but yg seems to forget about them so does the crowd; being hyped up then ending up disappointed; capable of doing good music but refuses to; give chanwoo lines

Got7: no mvs in the future just videos of them dabbing; b side tracks always better than the titles; acrobatics until their neck breaks; bamx2 is big; jaCSon, hard carry by Monsta x

Winner: searching for them - error404: nowhere to be found; somewhere in the yg building; Taehyun had enough shit, wants his own band, searching for members through tumblr; capable of being unique, yg aint letting them; let them break out   

Day6: now 5live, nope, day8, members: sungjin, wonpil, dowoon, youngk, jae, chicken little, brian, younghyun; the one who has a stage name but seems like everyone is forgetting about it; dancing king; hashtag king; let dowoon sing

Astro: too much sugar in my eyes i can’t see; too pure for you; won’t ever do other than cute concepts;  michael jackson; giant maknae; voice cracks for life; new generation of flower boys

Seventeen: too many; pledis has a thing for girly boys; pledis’ only income; leg breaking choreos; adore u remakes as title tracks; no dark concepts in the future; sebeuntin; carrots, mounteen; slipping here and there; dino nugu aegi; thughao, 10:10; divaboo; noone looks like suga; jeongcheol, meanie; give china line lines

Vixx: concept kings but kinda ran out of concepts; oldschool kpop feel; from vixx ravi to solo ravi - full upgrade; endless leader bullying; serial killer; let the maknae line sing

Shinee: going strong since 2008; people seem to pay less attention to them; taemin upgraded; weird fashion taste - key; cola cola; don’t sleep on them

Infinite: dope intros - give you chills; old kpop sound, unique sound; scorpion dance, live singing + synchronized choreos; dinosaur who’s laugh can be heard without a mic; endless leader and maknae bullying; saved woollim; give sungyeol and sungjong lines

Monsta x: future strippers; stuck between hiphop and sexy concepts; wtf is going on here mvs, gay mvs; weird noises by the rapper; damn daniel; how to learn hungarian by changkyun; abs, memes; ten years later: waiting for their first win; mosta x, moista x, monster x;  give hyungwon lines

Bigbang: legends; noone can dance, too lazy to dance; fashionistas; min hyorin; yg = bigbang

B.a.p: started to rise - shit happened - nobody cares about them anymore; getting killed or killing others in mvs; unappreciated dancers and rappers; high notes for life; actual meaningful lyrics

Block b: zico and the boys; biggest weirdos of them all; no friendship just business; give jaehyo lines

Nct: taeyong and the boys; pouring salt at the wounds; mess of a noise music; rotating as much that i can already see the tornado; horrible fashion; unnecessary ps; damn hoverboard skills; great vocals being hidden; johnny somehow managed to get out; let hansol free; give lines to everyone

Pentagon: putting them through an unnecessary scripted survival show to make people foget about some disbanded groups (4minute); sm and yg let some gems slip out from their hands, at least they are not in the dungeon; giants and dwarfs; ugly crying; lame jokes; ultrasound screams; nudity; wooyu; yutoda; give shinwon lines

Btob: being forgotten by cube; weird, extra; slowly turning into a ballad group; is minhyuk a rapper?; give peniel lines

Beast: what is happening with u cube? shit happened; new name - bea5t?;  lost their spirit after shit happned; great lives 

Suju: waiting for ot15; shit still happening; growing out of kpop; concepts don’t match their age; diaries of a married man; being succesful in the military

Everyone please note that i dont mean to offend neither the groups neither the fans. its just for fun and me being 100% sarcastic by these statements. i love and respect these groups with all my heart!
sorry, its a bit long.

athletic feats performed by moana
  • multiple occasions of makeshift ziplining
  • midair spear-throw so hard it not only hits a thin mast but sticks deep enough for the line to support her entire weight with no problems
  • pushes over an enormous solid rock statue to get a good jumping-off point
  • climbs up through a rock passage with no handholds or footholds
  • smashes a kakamora right into the deck, shattering several planks
  • climbs the near-vertical entrance to lalotai completely unassisted, beats a demigod with superstrength to the top
  • climbs up a pretty-much-smooth spine to get out of tamatoa’s cage
  • climbs tamatoa’s shell, grabs maui’s hook, and gets down and back to maui in seconds, all after running top speed to get him away from maui
  • and literally any bet i care to make says sailing that canoe is hardcore physically demanding even without trying to dodge a hostile lava monster

conclusion: moana is shredded. moana has an 8 pack.

By the time I was sixteen, I’d beaten myself down to
a pulp. The smallest nesting doll. Suddenly, I was the
wolf of my own story. You could have stuck me at the
bottom of a well, with nowhere to go but up, and I
would have dug myself down deeper. No matter how
hard the light tried to crack through, I always came
bearing tape to seal it back up. I kept dipping razors
in blood because my hands weren’t working to make
anything worthwhile. It’s been five years since I tried
to extinguish my own flame. Now, my hands are less
chokehold and more lavender bushel. I touch every
thing like it’s the first time. Like I don’t know if I’ll
ever get to again. I write more love poems than death
wishes. Some days I still find myself howling from a
familiar ache, so maybe I’ll always have a wolf girl’s
heart, but now it’s a little more domesticated. Maybe
I’m living proof that you can teach an old dog new
tricks. Where I used to bare teeth, now I just roll
over, settle myself down. We’re still working on 
learning how to stay when the cold blows through.
If you put me at the bottom of a well, I’d know how
to break myself out before you even got the chance
to fill it with water.
—  FIVE YEARS LATER, angelea l.

Don’t say that NCT didn’t work as hard as the others

Don’t put down Pentagon

Don’t call SF9 ugly and untalented to make your faves look better

Don’t ignore Astro’s hard work

Don’t forget that we all knew as soon as it dropped that KNK’s Knock was a bop

Putting down other groups does NOT make your group look any better. 

NCT promoted as SMROOKIES for 3 years, gathering a lot of fans in that time, also getting promoted on shows like exo 90:2014 and mickey mouse club. They were not just handed their fame, most of them have trained for years for this. Ignoring their talent just because they’re under SM is dumb, SM picked them all for a reason, some of them even giving up on some school to become a trainee. So many people aren’t even acknowledging that Mark debuted 3 times and he’s only 17. He probably still gets good grades in school too. Truly amazing.

Pentagon has been through so much. They have a fairly big fandom at the moment, even though they just debuted. Their survival show made you clench your heart, especially when the babies got eliminated. All of them, especially the ones that were eliminated on Pentagon Maker, have been working extremely hard to be as best as they can. E’Dawn even got to promote with Hyuna last year for Roll Deep while Ilhoon was busy.

SF9 has also been through a lot. We started with 11 members and had to face the fact that Alex and Jinkyu didn’t make it into the lineup. From then on, we got to watch Click Your Heart and D.O.B. D.O.B was their survival show where they battled against the band team to see who would debut. This was really good news, actually, because for a long time we had been told all 9 members wouldn’t be able to debut. SF9 made the choreography for their dance covers on D.O.B and really proved their talents. They ended up winning D.O.B and debuting on October 5th with the bop known as Fanfare and will be continuing promotions with K.O soon! (also sf9 and astro are gonna be promoting at the same time i hope moonbin and chanhee meet again)

Astro, where do I even start. I’ve been a fan of Astro since mid-2015 so I’ve really seen them grow. From doing performances at Lotte World to performing in different countries, they’ve really made it big. To Be Continued and OK Ready were super iconic, both becoming pretty popular. They debuted with Hide and Seek, getting lots of attention and new fans. Seeing them grow up and becoming these popular idols has really been amazing.

KNK have not released a bad song yet. Knock was a bop, Back Again was a bop, and I’m anticipating their new song to be a bop also. I only found out about KNK when Knock was released but immediately I knew they were special, their heights are not everything. They have all worked hard, especially coming from a pretty small company, to get their popularity and I am so proud they got nominated for MAMAs. 

Please don’t put down any of these groups. They’ve all worked extremely hard to get where they are now

Even:

Pick it, pack it. Fire it up, come along. And take a hit from the bong. Put the blunt down just for a second. Don’t get me wrong it’s not a new method. Inhale, exhale 

I don’t like my own bed.

Isak:

What’s wrong with yours?

Even:

I’ve just got used to yours. When are you done studying for your test?

Isak:

I have it on Friday and I’m fucked. I’m so behind.

Even:

Should I study with you?

Isak:

Hahaha

Even:

You should remember I’m a 3rd year. I know much more than you

Isak:

Hahaha you don’t know anything about physics?

Even:

How hard can it be?

Studied physics at Elvebakken.

Isak:

Physics and media?

[Video]

Even:

Hahaha. Are you stalking me?

Isak:

Yes.

Who is Mikael

Even:

The last man of my life

Isak:

Shitguy

Even:

No. You are the only one

Isak:

<3

Even:

Ok don’t have time to talk to you anymore. Gonna shower.

Isak:

dont

Even:

Huh? What?

Isak:

Fuck it. Come over then.

The First Day of NaNoWriMo

We’re just a few hours away from NaNoWriMo, so I wanted to share some encouragement before you get started.

First of all, stay calm. It’s the first day, so try to be enthusiastic about it! This should be fun!

Here’s what to expect/how to approach your first day of NaNoWriMo:

Don’t Put Too Much Pressure on Yourself

You might want to hit all your word counts right away, but give yourself time to figure it all out. Getting the first chapter down is difficult and it might take time to find your groove. I usually struggle with the first words, so don’t be too hard on yourself.

Write What You Can

November 1st is a Tuesday, so a lot of us have stuff to do. We might be busy with class or work, so it’s important to figure out what time works for you. If you can’t write a lot November 1st, that’s fine. If you’re loaded up with homework, that’s fine too. NaNoWriMo is all about time management, so if most of your writing time will get done on the weekends don’t stress about days with low word counts.

Adjust Your Target Goals

The 1st week will help you figure out if your goals are unrealistic. If you tried your best, but didn’t even hit half of your target word count, readjust your goals! Figure out something that makes more sense for your schedule/your writing pace. If you work better at night, try to make room before bed. This is the best time to figure out your most productive writing style!

Reward Yourself

Take care of yourself and treat yourself well during NaNoWriMo! Reward yourself. Get a good meal, watch one of your favorite movies, etc. Treating yourself well will only improve your writing and make this month fun! Punishing yourself or cutting yourself off from the outside world until you hit impossible goals will only make your miserable.

-Kris Noel

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I just wanna say how much I loved this scene. Abusive relationships are a thing and it’s so subtle. It’s common not only with couples but with friends too, it’s so easy to get carried away by emotions, sometimes you end up hurting the ones you cared most about. And it’s hard for both sides to even realize this is happening, and then here we have Conner getting possessive and overprotective over M’gann, who feels uncomfortable and shuts it down immediately, then we see Conner confused because he is just trying to help, he doesn’t realize he’s smothering her. Then I love even more what happens next, Artemis intervened, she stands up with M’gann in a  way that empowers both of them instead of just making her feel even more helpless, pointing out how Conner’s behaviour is unhealthy. It’s important to have friends to rely on.

By the end of the episode Conner apologizes to M’gann, expressing his concerns, she sees where he’s coming from, and helps him understand he can’t always protect her and that she is capable of taking care of herself. They work it out through communication.

I’m really happy they’re giving us a third season.

10 things I learned in 2016

1. Travel, a lot. Buy a ticket, grab a friend, and discover places you’ve never been to.
2. Say goodbye. The friendship you had with someone since Year 1 will change and sometimes you slowly distance yourself from each other.
3. Be kind. We live in a cruel, awful world but that isn’t an excuse to be rude and cold hearted.
4. Write. Take a piece of paper and pour your heart out. Write down everything that comes to your mind, I promise you’ll feel so much better afterwords.
5. Dream. It doesn’t matter whether your goals and wishes seem impossible to reach, just try to follow them.
6. Let go. The past is the past and shouldn’t determine the life you live now.
7. Fail. There is nothing more uplifting than failing and getting up again to succeed. We learn from mistakes and while it’s hard to accept, we grow through them,too.
8. Accept yourself. Barely anyone fits into today’s beauty standards and that’s okay. As long as you feel comfortable and healthy, the opinion of other people with judgement clouded minds shouldn’t matter to you.
9. Get help. It’s okay to ask for help and get the support you need.
10. Be independent. I don’t say that you should break up with your partner or get ride of all your friends but please don’t lose yourself in the process of being in a relationship or friendship for that matters.

here’s my rule of thumb. before every single academic year or semester, I take my limits from the previous year/sem and push them even further. I mentally raise my own bar and set higher standards for myself so I have to jump even higher to reach it. and that doesn’t mean aimlessly jumping, hoping that somehow my hand will grasp the bar. no, it’s thinking about the force needed to jump, accumulating that force, maybe adding springs to your shoes and then going for it. you might fail, you might be far off from the bar, but this isn’t the time to stop. keep thinking and rethinking your methods and keeping jumping higher and higher. people might mock you for coming up with unorthodox methods or trying so hard in the first place, but don’t listen to them. remember to take some time to sit down and bandage your bleeding hands and rest your aching feet. and then, when the pain drains away and you become filled with ambition again, get up and try again. always get up and try again. because your capabilities are not carved on the back of your head from the minute you are born, you create your capabilities and you stretch your capabilities. and don’t listen to small minded people who pretend to be lazing about and happy with their life, when in reality they’ll be cursing themselves for not working when you were and not achieving what you will. 

Me as a famous singer/songwriter

Interviewer: Your new hit single is so deep and heartfelt. You can really feel the emotions that went into it. What was your inspiration?

Me thinking about my OTPs relationship, and gets choked up.

Me: Came from a really real place, it came from the heart.

Merry Little Christmas

Word Count: 1231

Pairing: Jensen x Reader

Warnings: None. Just fluff. 

A/N: Written for @supernatural-jackles Colors of Fall Challenge. My prompt was First Snowfall. Also written for @winchester-writes SPN Christmas Song Challenge. My song was Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas and my object was Snowflake. Also written for Kari’s quickie challenge which I forgot to tag or even mention cuz I’m the worst.

This can be read as a sequel to Trust but you can probably also read it on its own. It’s set in the same universe though. 

Thanks to @sis-tafics for the aesthetic that just coincidentally happened to match up with this. I love love love love it! 

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