it's been on repeat since last night

Forever | 21: Decisions

Summary: You and Sebastian Stan became best friends years ago, on the set of the first Captain America movie, and you couldn’t be happier that you had found someone just as witty and caring as you - but will feelings wiggle their way in and get in between your friendship and happiness?

Word Count: 1695

Pairing: Sebastian Stan x Reader

Warnings: (Throughout) Language, Gun Violence, mentions of death, Angst

Characters (in order of appearance): Chadwick Boseman, Sebastian Stan, Reader

A/N: Only 4 chapters left!!!! I’m gonna cry when this fic ends, but I hope y’all enjoy!!! today was a great day so I decided to update earlier than planned lol; ALSO PD means present day but y’all smart anyways please read

***TAGS OPEN UNTIL CHAPTER 22 AKA NEXT CHAPTER THEN THEY WILL CLOSE***

Forever | 20 // Forever | 22

Keep reading

jon snow X reader

short//jon
 

ATTENTION - this is going to take place around season 1ish, so there’s not going to be any spoilers ;)

rundown - reader is daughter of a lord and meets jon during dinner.

requests are always open

enjoy


it was yet another day of a tiring schedule that had been repeated so much, it seemed to you that it had lost its purpose entirely. the only difference was having dinner with the starks of winterfell, but it did not change your outlook on the miserable day. 

your father did speak about dinner with the starks the night before. he seemed looking forward to it - as he did with any feast regarding to a lord. ‘it’s been too long since i’ve last seen eddard and his family. too long.’

you were on your way to winterfell in a carriage, along with you younger brothers whom you both found irritating. they began to wrestle, but you were too exhausted to even interfere. instead, you looked at the white blankets of snow laying on the land, replaying in your head what you were going to do throughout the whole dinner - fake a smile, compliments, stand up straight, no mumbling, some more compliments, try to look as if you weren’t being squeezed to death by your damned corset.

winterfell came into soon enough you found yourself standing alongside your mother and brothers in front of the lord and his family, and the village people. smile, you told yourself. 

the two men greeted each other like great friends. his children stood behind him, and you hadn’t seen them in so long you nearly forgot who was who.

you first greeted ned and his wife, catelyn, then the children from eldest to youngest. when you met robb, you couldn’t believe it was the same boy you used to play with in the snow. he was much taller and grew facial hair. the next one was ned’s bastard son, jon, and you remembered the black curly hair. you two never really spoke to one another when you came. (au - im just going to skip the others bc i know you came here for jon ;) )

the dinner was exactly how you knew it would be, and your attitude did also. you were bored, barely touching the food placed in front of you. the family talked politics, the younger children played with their food, and you didn’t mingle with either. you excused yourself from the table and walked down the hall, not knowing or caring where it led to. 

you noticed that jon’s presence was not at the table, and it brought you to wonder. and you knew it was nothing out of the ordinary to the starks, because they seemed fine and did not explain or mention his absence at all. 

you walked out to the front, the cold wind hitting your face. you heard grunts and the sharp sound of two objects ramming into each other. you began to walk towards the sound, and saw jon using a straw dummy for practice with sword fighting. he hit it so hard that you were in awe at how it didn’t crumble to little pieces.

‘taking out your anger or training? can’t seem to tell the difference anymore these days,’ he turned around, startled. whether if he was startled that you were speaking to him or that you weren’t at dinner, you didn’t know. 

he turned back around. ‘except it’s always been like that.’

‘you’ve got a point,’ you walked closer, but a safe distance away to reduce the chances of getting hit. ‘so, you not eating with your family - has it always been like that as well?’ he stopped, taking in deep breathes.

‘yes. yes, it has.’

‘may i ask why?’

‘and you? have you always left dinner?’

‘no, only this time.’

‘i’m not a stark.’

‘what does that have to do with anything?’

‘you came here for a dinner with the starks. i’m a snow. a bastard.’

‘i guess i could understand, but you do have stark blood.’

he looked at you with a sort of guilt, so you quickly changed the subject. ‘my father goes on about how my brothers would make a good fit for the night’s watch when they come of age. have you ever thought about it?’

he shrugged, ‘i’ve never really thought about it. maybe someday, i don’t know.’ the conversation dropped there, and silence followed until he asked, ‘are you cold? you’re just wearing a coat.’

you shook your head, ‘i’m fine. i suppose growing up in the north, you gain an immunity to the cold.’ he smiled a little.

‘come on, let’s get inside.’

he took you along inside the castle, opposite of the dinner room with windows that looked over winterfell. the small homes and streets covered with snow.

‘recognize that, just down there?’ he pointed down to a little tree. you smiled without even realizing.

‘yes, that’s where robb was running and slipped into the snow. everyone was laughing, poor boy was so embarrassed he laughed along.’

‘you know what he was trying to do?’ you hummed in response, ‘he was trying to impress you. he liked you very much.’

‘that was years ago, but it seemed like it happened just last week.’

‘hmm. i wish i gained the courage to play along with you. it looked like so much fun.’ he said. you remembered jon just sitting and watching, and you felt pity on him.

‘what about now? are you having fun?’

‘what do you mean?’

‘i mean, you’re here with me, talking. it’s the longest we’ve ever spoken to one another. i regret not speaking to you sooner.’

‘well, i am. i regret not speaking to you sooner as well.’ he smiled at you, his brown eyes big and looking into yours.


this ones super short and i’m sorry if it seemed kind of ‘okay’. request some and i’ll be happy to actually have a good story line :) 

I vividly remember being 8 years old, watching MTV with my older brother in our parents bedroom. MTV premiered Linkin Park’s music video for In The End. We got hooked instantly and waited a couple hours for the video to replay again so my brother can record it on a VHS tape and watch it later, however many times we wanted to. We did that all the time as kids..

Right before Pop Punk, Nu Metal was the first genre I got into when I was a kid because of my older brother. It was always Limp Bizkit, Korn, Staind, POD, System Of A Down, Godsmack, and, of course, Linkin Park for years.

Fast forward to age 15, my sophomore year of high school. When things started to take a dark turn, when all I could do was watch everything crumble. I randomly got ahold of Hybrid Theory and Meteora from my brother, I gave those records a good listen for the first time in years and I ended up having them on repeat for eight months. Besides their sick instrumentals, Mike and Chester’s lyrics hit so fucking close to home, they couldn’t have been more relatable. You can hear the raw emotion in Chester’s screaming.. I spent hours watching live footage, interviews, found underground tracks on Limewire, learned to play a few songs on my guitar. They really helped me push through that shit year.

Summer 2014, my friends and I go to Warped Tour in Ventura. Linkin Park are the surprise guests. Everyone went insane, I was so excited but I didn’t watch their set because I thought “I’ll see them another time”, so I just heard them from a distance. If only I knew that decision was a fucking mistake.

The next summer, I’m 21, I’m constantly visiting my doctor. I take multiple blood and urine tests, and have four MRI scans. While in the waiting room for my last scan, I have my music on shuffle and Linkin Park comes on, I realized its been a while since Ive listened to them so I decided to go on iTunes, buy Living Things and listen to it on my way home. I did exactly that and ended up listening to it the rest of the night. The next couple days I see my doctor and I was officially diagnosed. I start eating pills for breakfast and dinner, I had Living Things and two other records on repeat that summer. It helped me deal what was happening internally.

Chester’s passing is devastating, my brother broke the news to me this morning. “Someone who we grew up listening to died”. When he told me it was Chester, my heart dropped and all I can say was “no” over and over again. I was trying so hard not to cry. When I found out it was through suicide all I can say was “why” over and over again, I started tearing up. Linkin Park is one of the handful of bands that’s been there since I was a child, through my teens, they’ve helped with my instability as an adult. To think Chester was battling his own personal demons, for who knows how long, and came to the conclusion there was no way out but to take his own life is heartbreaking. Goes to show you never know what someone is going through behind closed doors.

This hurts, I feel like I lost an old friend. You never think about the people you look up to dying, if anything, they’re invincible. 

Chester, you were one talented guy, highly respected in the industry, very loved by millions. I can’t believe you’re gone, I don’t want to. Thank you for everything, especially for helping me through those struggles when I was 15. We’re all mourning but from here on out we’ll be celebrating your life through your music.

When my times comes forget the wrong that I’ve done. Help me leave behind some reasons to be missed. Don’t resent me and when you’re feeling empty keep me in your memory. Leave out all the rest.

- Chester Bennington

You will be missed, you will be in our memories. I hope you’re at peace.

Right, all you poor anons who are freaking out in my inbox, not just now, but in the past and in the future.

CALM DOWN.

  • No matter how badly you think you’ve binged…
  • No matter how many days you’ve been slipping up…
  • No matter how much you drank last night…
  • No matter how long it’s been since your last workout…
  • …it’s never too late!

You always have the rest of your life to figure this stuff out! 

If you haven’t worked out for a while and find your fitness suffers a bit from the break, it’s OKyou probably needed the break for a reason, and now you can get back to your normal routine and work back to where you were.

If you need to repeat a few stages of Couch to 5k, or redo a level of 30DS, or only do Insanity every other day because you’re finding it difficult, it’s OK that you don’t finish it in the time it says on the box. You’ve got your whole life ahead of you, take it at your own pace, you don’t have to set yourself deadlines.

If you have a stressful period of time at work or school, or if you’ve got loads of weddings or birthdays, or your eating just isn’t as clean as usual for a while, it’s OKyou’ve got your whole life ahead of you to get your healthy habits right for you.

It’s the long term that counts - one slip up is not the end of the world.

Here are some helpful mantras I’ve seen floating around tumblr:

Here are some other helpful posts:

Great things take time, but you’ve got time. You don’t need to rush, this is a marathon, not a sprint. Take the long way round and enjoy the journey. 

and stop panicking!

Summary: Emma Nolan and Killian Jones have been best friends ever since first grade, so when it comes time to travel across the country for college, it’s only natural that they would make it a road trip as it’s their last chance to spend together before their schools start. Could driving across the US, through corn fields and deserts, bring any changes for these two?

banner by the awesome @cutieodonoghue (thanks hon!)

Chapter 5/ ff.net/ AO3

Killian leaned his head back against the headrest as Emma explored his neck with her lips, his breathing labored as he tried to have some sort of control over himself but with Emma in his lap and grinding her hips against his, it was proving difficult. He turned his head slightly and saw the rain had let up and even some sun was trying to peak through the clouds.

“Um love?” he tapped her on the hip, stopping her movements and ministrations. She looked up at him, confusion in her eyes, he pointed out the window, “Not that I don’t throughly enjoy what you are doing, but it looks like there’s a break in the storm. Perhaps we should get back to driving and then pick up where we left off when we stop for the night?”

“That would be the logical idea,” Emma nodded, “But another part of me just wants to stay here,” she nuzzles against his neck.

“I suppose we could stay for a little while longer,” he acquiesced and took her lips in his and gripped her hips tightly.

Keep reading

anonymous asked:

is it ok if I have been eating a bit unhealthily for the past two weeks? I know I've been bad but I've also been super stressful and I don't have time to eat properly

Of course it’s OK!

  • No matter how badly you think you’ve binged…
  • No matter how many days you’ve been slipping up…
  • No matter how much you drank last night…
  • No matter how long it’s been since your last workout…
  • …it’s never too late!

You always have the rest of your life to figure this stuff out! 

If you haven’t worked out for a while and find your fitness suffers a bit from the break, it’s OKyou probably needed the break for a reason, and now you can get back to your normal routine and work back to where you were.

If you need to repeat a few stages of Couch to 5k, or redo a level of 30DS, or only do Insanity every other day because you’re finding it difficult, it’s OK that you don’t finish it in the time it says on the box. You’ve got your whole life ahead of you, take it at your own pace, you don’t have to set yourself deadlines.

If you have a stressful period of time at work or school, or if you’ve got loads of weddings or birthdays, or your eating just isn’t as clean as usual for a while, it’s OKyou’ve got your whole life ahead of you to get your healthy habits right for you.

It’s the long term that counts - one slip up is not the end of the world.

Here are some helpful mantras I’ve seen floating around tumblr:

Here are some other helpful posts:

Great things take time, but you’ve got time. You don’t need to rush, this is a marathon, not a sprint. Take the long way round and enjoy the journey.