it's just been done so many times


I discovered fandom in 2001, and fell down the rabbit hole. I landed hard. My life got busy in 2002 onwards, and I all but vanished from fannish life. I was well and truly out by the summer of 2010, but when a friend nudged me to watch this new show called Sherlock that had just aired, I did. I loved it. 

I loved the relationship between Sherlock and John. I loved what they’d done with Watson! He had depths! He was a man of action, but he was obviously made of coiled, unspoken emotion! So compelling, so many possibilities! The desire to dip into this nascent fandom was rearing its head. This time around, I knew what choice lay before me, and what its consequences were. Open that door, or not?

If it hadn’t been for the fact that I was one year post cancer treatment and facing another surgery to determine if I had a new round of treatment to endure, I think I would have closed that door. Fandom takes up a lot of time and energy. It can be deliriously fun and damagingly distracting at the same time. I had a surgery date. I wanted to be distracted. I opened the door.

I tried not to write anything. I love writing fanfiction, but I never plan to do it. When I write, it’s because I have to. It’s wonderful, but it consumes me completely, and who has times for that? Who choses to be so consumed?I read and read, I had my surgery, I read some more, I got good news regarding my health (yay!), and then, goddammit, I wrote something.

Something small, I thought that would be okay. I thought I could get away with it. Don’t write any novels this time. Just a little thing. Just scratch the itch.

The Progress of Sherlock Holmes is a novel-length story written by someone who was trying very hard to avoid writing a novel-length story. I was in denial about it being a novel-length story for the first half of it, easily. That damn story forced me to do something I’d decided never to do again, and I’m grateful for that.

I wrote it because I felt compelled to, even though it contains a characterization of Sherlock that few if any people wanted to read about. It’s in first person present tense, another decision few if any readers want a writer to make. I apologized for it a lot, but I had to write it. And I loved it. That story reminded me how much I love writing, and how happy writing makes me, and that’s not something I’ll soon forget again.

The voice in that story is so sticky that half the comments left on it are in the same voice. I had to work myself up to write in that voice every time I sat down to work on it, and I was never sure whether I was getting it consistently or not, even right up to the end. But afterwards it took me fully 6 months to stop writing in that damn voice.

Honestly, I have no idea why my difficult, weird, inappropriate on many levels attempt at a story, written after only 3 aired episodes of a show in 2010-11, received its 10,000th kudos today. That’s a variety of madness and kindness that I cannot explain. But I am grateful for it.

Thank you for being here when I needed you. Thank you for finding a place for a story that no one, including me, really wanted. Thank you.

In The Eye Abides The HeArt

FINALLY a great PLL episode. I have so many thoughts and theories about this one! 

Make sure to enable pictures, they are critical to the theories. It gets better the further you read!!! Enjoy!


  • I’ve said it many times, but I would really hate if there was twin reveal. This was the case with Courtney DiLaurentis in the book version, and its been done with Jessica and Mary DiLaurentis. It would be a cop-out to do it again, so i sincerely hope it doesn’t happen; but lets explore all the twin hints in this episode, because there were so many.
  • ARIA- The first time AD FaceTimed Aria, it was just a hooded figure with a black face, but in this episode it was what looked to be Aria’s facial features on Paige’s face. Weird and off-putting
  • SPENCER- Everyone is thinking and writing about this- but the Spencer we see at the airport with Wren was acting very suspicious. She also is not wearing the white jacket or watch she had on in the previous scene, nor is it draped over her chair. There are also girls wearing matching shirts in the background.


  • ALISON- Alison says something VERY interesting when Paige asked her if she loved Emily. Ali says this about Emily, “She looks at you and sees who you really are. Maybe that’s the scariest part-You want to be who she sees.”  The second she says this all I could think was WHAT IF IT IS SO SCARY BECAUSE YOU AREN’T THE REAL ALI BUT HER TWIN?! If this Alison that we have been seeing is in fact -lets call her Courtney- then maybe she is feeling remorseful because Emily has been so in love with Alison for so many years, and Courtney wishes she REALLY was Alison. Courtney has taken over Ali’s life but deep down she knows she isnt the real Alison DiLarentis. The title of this episode was “In The Eye Abides The Heart,” which could also connect to this theory. Emily is in love with Alison, and always has been. The person she is seeing now-looks like Alison, but it is really Courtney. But Emily doesn’t know this and believes its Ali because they are identical. Her EYES see who she believes is Alison, which causes her HEART to love her (even though its Courtney). IN THE EYE ABIDES THE HEART.



  • I think the biggest reveal of this episode was that Archer Dunhill is not the father of Emily’s baby. So who is it???
  • Charlotte- I am STILL holding out hope that CeCe is not the real Charles, but if she is, what if it was her sperm that she had frozen from before her sex change? She had her boyfriend Archer pretend to be a doctor, and had her cousin Alison implanted with Emily’s eggs and her own sperm. Her cousin gives birth to her baby as a surrogate- this would be the only way she could have a baby now because of her surgery. Even if she is dead now- Archer decided to continue with the plan even after her death so she could “live on.” Confusing and crazy but definitely possible in Rosewood.
  • AD- I have been praying that AD is male, so maybe it is AD’s sperm. Why? Maybe AD is impotent, which is common for sociopaths and people who have severe mental illnesses. If AD is a relative of Alison, he is having his sister give birth to his child, using Emily’s eggs (not Alison’s eggs because of incest). It’s also a way to psychologically torture Emily&Ali as well- which he loves doing.
  • Anonymous [Sperm] Donor (which is an AD anagram)- I also think it’s possible that Alison is still the manipulative bitch she has always been and stole Emily’s eggs and had someone implant them in her with a random sperm donor, as a way to bond her and Emily for life and get Paige out of the picture once and for all. 



  • So now we know that Lucas and Charles go WAY BACK. They attended the same camp together for troubled boys where Pastor Ted worked as a counselor since he is Charles’ father.
  • Remember how Alison used to call Lucas “Hermie,” and say that he had both girl and guy parts? Sometimes babies are born with both male and female sex organs. What if Lucas was sent to this camp because he really is a hermaphrodite. (I just want to say as a side note that Marlene has not done a good job of portraying these sensitive subjects before (Charles as transgender and Emily as a lesbian) so I hope if they go this route it is done in a respectful and tasteful way)
  • What if Lucas is Bethany Young??? Maybe that is his female persona. 



  • The A is very pronounced in Lucas’ signature.
  • Lucas and Charles wrote and illustrated a comic book. I LOVED this reveal; it was CRAZY and really cool.
  • Emily & Hanna summarize the comic book: “The hero is this boy who gets picked on by other kids and by his own family. He meets this alien woman in the woods and she becomes his protector. Shes this all powerful shape-shifter that helps get revenge for the boy- by torturing his enemies. And sometimes the boy turns into Arcturus, so he can experience the payback she gets for him.”
  • There is a heavy metal band which goes by Arcturus. In 1997 they released “Master of Disguise” and in 2015 they released a song titled “Game Over”. (PLL.wikia) 
  • Charles used elements of the comic book in the Dollhouse:
  • This obviously proves that Lucas is part of the A Team, and has been since (probably) the very beginning. But I dont think he is or has ever been Head A or AD.



  • In comic books there is always a superhero and an alter ego. 
  • Batman is Bruce Wayne. Spider-Man is Peter Parker. When that character wakes up in the morning, he’s Peter Parker. He has to put on a costume to become Spider-Man. 
  • Superman didn’t become Superman. Superman was born Superman. When Superman wakes up in the morning, he’s Superman. 
  • His alter ego is Clark Kent. His outfit with the big red “S”, that’s the blanket he was wrapped in as a baby when the Kents found him. Those are his clothes. What Kent wears - the glasses, the business suit - that’s the costume Superman wears to blend in with us.
  • Clark Kent is how Superman views us. And what are the characteristics of Clark Kent? He’s weak… he’s unsure of himself… he’s a coward. Clark Kent is Superman’s critique on the whole human race. (kill bill)
  • Look at how similar the boys comic book cover is to Superman’s comic book cover: 

  • They both have a yellow background and red lettering.
  • They both wear a RED CAPE. Which is quite obviously a RED COAT parallel. Maybe this is AD’s homage to his comic book- putting his female A team members in a RED COAT, since his comic book protector wore a RED CAPE.

Now….who wears GLASSES? 

Is TOBY our Clark Kent???? Is Toby AD?!

  • Remember the scene a few episodes back when Spencer visits Toby in the hospital (Remember AD forced her to go. Which makes a lot of sense if Toby is AD) Toby says: “Maybe this town needs to disappear before we can leave”

Maybe that is Toby’s goal. If Toby is AD, maybe he needs to destroy everyone in Rosewood before he can move on with his life.

Then Spencer says, “You should probably try PUTTING ON YOUR GLASSES”

I wrote about this in a previous post but- Spencer says “We beat on, boats against the current.” Which is a quote from The Great Gatsby, and the “all seeing eye” billboard is the most famous imagery and symbolism from that book. 

The title of the episode is “IN THE EYE ABIDES THE HEART.”

When Mona is studying the Board Game, she says that it was LOVINGLY HANDMADE with levers and pulleys. Its NOT a computer, its a construction project. Toby built the Game Board and the Dollhouse. 

I think its seriously possible that Toby is our Clark Kent…sees himself as Superman. He is AD, Lucas & Charles’ avenger.

12x23: Destiel and s13 set up

So… pretty much everyone is dead or removed into a different dimension other than Sam and Dean…

I’m not going to go into the whole alternate universes discussion as so many good points have already been made. For me its just a plot point to take Lucifer and Mary away at the same time as Cas, to lead to the s13 starting point of winning Mary and Cas back and eventually having Lucifer back on the board too, when Jack has done his ‘bad things’ and has been pointed towards the ‘righteous path’ by a certain couple of someones…

To keep it brief because I’m just very late to the board and I can see there has been so much meta and speculation already, here are my thoughts:


- Cas is dead. 

Originally posted by yourfavoritedirector

Yeah, this is exactly what I expected  *happy dance*

As you will all know if you have read my ‘break up theory’ meta which is just taking standard romantic story line structure and seeing where they fit, which they PERFECTLY fit into by the way, since season 4 til now now, at this ‘break up’ point which is where for example Ursula looks like she’s about to win Eric away from Ariel or the Beast has to let Belle go back to her father… it’s the last 20 minutes of the movie, basically. 

I had said that 12x19 was going to be an argument and chosen separation, which it was, 12x20-22 was going to focus on Dean’s inner self and self acceptance, which it did, and 12x23 was going to have a forced separation, which it did. What could be better than Cas’s death at this point?! Seriously? For Dean, who has JUST figured out that he doesn’t want to hide behind his facade anymore, to have to now deal with losing Cas RIGHT AT THIS POINT. I nearly want to say ‘you can’t write this shit!’ but…clearly you can, thank you Dabb & Season 13 writers!

I’d even speculated about the fact that Mary would also be taken away at the same time (in order to downplay the Pining!Dean of course), but I hadn’t factored in that they would be taken away in separate ways, which is an interesting way to do it, but essentially still boils down to the same thing character-reaction wise.

There were only 2 things that I didn’t like in the way that this was done:

1. We didn’t get a hugely emotional reaction from Dean after the initial shock, but man, the initial shock stuff was GREAT (the screaming, the parallel with Sam/Jess when he’s pulled away, then the parallel with Cain/Colette when he falls to his knees…) BUT now we know that they filmed what happens next already? Jensen hinted that Dean cries? Also that we will see more reaction about this death in 13x01.

2. That Cas’s death felt like it was very much geared towards being a tool for Dean’s man pain, without telling us one way or another if Cas was being manipulated by Jack, whether Cas was right or wrong in his choices. Not treating this death as something relevant to CAS but only to DEAN. That really annoyed me as a big time Cas fan (but still mainly a Dean girl). BUT again, we have been told at Jibcon that the important thing is how this death AFFECTS / TRANSFORMS Cas so this is again going to be relevant to season 13. 

So I’m totally forgiving them for not putting it in 12x23 if we are going to get it in the next episode and they told us at Jibcon so hellatus isn’t so hellish :)

Basically, it’s all on track for endgame Destiel, *yay*.

- Sam & Jack. Well…

Originally posted by randommagpie

I still do believe until proven otherwise that Jack still has a CHOICE to make about which way he takes his life and what he does.

I’ve said before that this season and now I’m even more convinced that season 12 was so Dean focused (and Cas) that season 13 should be very Sam focused, which it now looks like it definitely will be. I was thinking endgame Mol!Sam anyway but to have that kind of pushed forwards in 22 was… well honestly I found it slightly jarring in it’s speed, but hey. Now with Mol!Sam on track and Jack too, with Sam being the one to find him… yeah, season 13 is going to be VERY Sam focused.

The Nephilim story is a huge part of tieing up Sam’s self-forgiveness arc that centres around being Lucifer’s vessel, the bad choices he made to start with with Ruby, the demon blood, even then in s11 going back to the cage, but also the good choices he has made… the link between him and Jack is going to be key to his endgame arc.

I fully expect and hope to see Jack make some very bad decisions to start with but be led to being good in the long run by the boys, the Righteous Man and the Boy who rejected Lucifers plan for him, and probably eventually the Fallen Angel in love with Humanity, the direct mirror to his blood father … 

For me this is where I see the story going in the long run. 

I may be wrong but honestly I don’t see how it can be any other way, given the narrative over the last 12 years for the core characters: the overriding theme of free will, of choices and heart (love), of family being chosen, not just blood, all this creating who you choose to be as a person. If Jack ends up evil, fine, but it will have to be his CHOICE to be evil, and honestly, I don’t see that this is where they are going with this.

Cas is also linked to Jack in whatever way it is with the yellow grace, the fact that Jack chose Cas and Cas seems to have chosen Jack, whether it be against his will or not is yet to be seen and can only be speculated about, even though I have my own mind made up about this until proven otherwise…

But ALSO their stories are so similar - literally both stuck between Heaven and Earth.

Jack will be key to both SAM and CAS’s arcs next season, which makes total sense after s12 was all about Dean and deconstructing Performing!Dean, it was absolutely beautifully done.

- Other aspects: 

Crowley is Dead, but for me he went out in a really good way and tbh I would be a bit upset at this point if they brought him back after that excellent Death.

The important thing is how this relates to Dean - who just the episode before has basically let down the walls to Performing!Dean, the ‘dark side’ that is sometimes associated with Crowley. 

Then Crowley (who represents this dark side of Dean), dies after SAYING HE IS JUST DONE WITH IT ALL and kills HIMSELF.


Rowena’s death not so much but then again, she was always a villain until recently and, like Crowley, I understand that people like them both, but when you look at the awful things that they have done, to be honest, I’m not so hot on a redemption arc for them. Dying in a good way is what I would have wanted for both of them and Rowena’s death pisses me off as we were robbed of that (if she isn’t going to somehow come back).

AUs don’t excite me and IDGAF unless they give us some good plot points and character arcs that tie in. 

Lucifer & Mary. Will be back for plot reasons, honestly, I hope they keep well out of season 13 until it is time for Jack to help out and if they are literally in 2 episodes I will be happiest but I doubt that, they will drag them and the stupid AU out for much more than its worth but eh, ok, fine. Shrugs and sticks to caring about the character driven storylines that will take place around this.

Overall, this wasn’t the character - driven finale I was hoping for, there was way too much faffing around in the AU, which I really don’t find interesting, way too much Lucifer BUT the themes are carrying forwards into season 13 as I had hoped they would, Cas’s death seems to be going to serve exactly the purpose for both his arc and Destiel that I would hope and this episode coupled with 22 makes me even more confident in my endgame wishlist.

Tink’s Endgame Positive Wishlist :

Originally posted by dustydreamsanddirtyscars

- Mol! Sam (and Eileen, Chuck I’m still bitter about that though, I really hoped her death would turn out to be a misdirection). Pretty much CHECK.

- Hunter / Mol collaboration with Sam and Dean as leaders. Pretty much CHECK.

- End of the brodependency, Dean acknowledging he was Sam’s parent and letting him go. CHECK.

- End of Performing!Dean. Pretty much CHECK.

- Destiel. Pretty much CHECK.

- Human!Cas and self worth and belonging for his arc. TBA probably next season, what happened this season makes no sense if not to lead to this.

Survival 101: Earth (Part 1)

Originally posted by sweet-cider

Pairings: Bellamy Blake / Reader (Sawyer)

So I’ve been working on this one for quite a while, its been done many times before, the whole rewrite of the 100 with your own character. I’m not expecting my version to be any better than anyone else’s but i’m hoping people will enjoy it anyhow. 

I’m going to be going along with the episodes and adding in parts and maybe changing it up a bit as well. I’ve given the ‘reader’ a name just because I needed one for the storyline. 

I really hope people like this and depending on how it goes down i’ll keep writing it along with the seasons for as long as people want to read it. 

If anyone would like to be tagged in the next parts please just let me know.

@angelaiswriting @georgiagrl1990 @angryares @selldraug


So overall you were having a pretty crappy day. It had started out normal enough, waking in your tiny, cold cell in the Skybox. Now however, it seemed likely that it would end with your death in a large fiery explosion.

You and the other 99 ark delinquents had been marched from your cells first thing this morning, systematically tranquilized and gradually reawakened in a drop ship hurtling towards earth.

From somewhere you could hear Chancellor Jaha explaining what was happening to you all. You weren’t paying attention though too focused on the bone jarring rattling that you were experiencing. Your entire body was shaking in your seat as the ship rocketed back towards earth.

The whole ship was groaning with the effort of re-entering the atmosphere and not breaking into tiny pieces. Across from you a boy floated, enjoying the final moments of zero-g. He was talking to a blonde girl, a girl you recognised as Clarke Griffin. The chief mechanics daughter. You’d seen her a handful of times since she entered the skybox. Mainly because her solitary cell was right next to your own.

“The parachutes are going to deploy. Get back to your seat or die”

Parachutes, parachutes meant almost certain pain. Yeah there it went, the metal of the exodus ship almost screamed in protest as everyone started shouting and shrieking with fear. Cursing you held tight to the seat belts laced around you. Gravity reasserting itself as you were slammed back into your seat, head feeling like it may explode inwards from the pressure.

The floating space walker had vanished, thrown into the side of the ship. Maybe even dead from the impact.

With another groan and horrific impact crash the ship hit the ground, sliding for what seemed forever before coming to a sudden stop. The machines went quiet and for the first time in your life you couldn’t hear any hums from life support machines or engines.

Clarke had unclipped herself and was bending over the spacewalker checking his pulse as the others unclipped and ran down the stairs to the lower levels. You carefully unclipped yourself as well following the main group of teenagers downstairs. Watching as they argued loudly about whether or not to open the door.

The main instigators being the reappeared Clarke Griffin and a man wearing a guard’s uniform. You didn’t recognise him and he seemed older than the 18 year cut off for delinquents in the skybox.

“If the air’s toxic we’re all dead anyway”

He had a point there. “Bellamy!” a dark haired girl appeared. Finally you smiled, Octavia. So the boy she was hugging must be Bellamy. The brother she couldn’t shut up about. Silently you moved carefully through the mass of people getting closer to the front of the group.

You could hear mutterings about Octavia as you got closer. “That’s the girl from under the floor”

“No one has a brother anymore”

“That’s Octavia Blake the girl they found hidden under the floor”

Octavia’s head spun around and you saw the violence in her eyes. Before she could act on it you’d turned and driven your fist into the nose of the boy speaking. His eyes rolled back in his head and he dropped like a stone. All talk stopped as eyes turned to you as you looked over at Octavia. Her eyes widened in wonder as she took a step forward.


“O!” she grabbed you as the two of you locked your arms around each other holding tight.

“Octavia?” Bellamy snapped “Who is this?”

It was Clarke who answered him, staring at you like she’d seen a ghost. “That’s Sawyer Kane. Councillor Marcus Kane’s niece”

“Hello to you too Griffin” you glanced at Bellamy and the uniform he was wearing once more. “You never mentioned the almighty Bellamy was one of my uncle’s underlings O”

“He wasn’t anymore…”

“Enough” Bellamy snapped pulling Octavia away from you, he grasped the lever and ignoring Clarke’s shouts pulled it down. The dropship ramp groaned and slowly swung open. Earth lay there in front of you. You were home.


Predictably the delinquents had gone crazy when allowed off the ship. Racing around, screaming and laughing. Pulling things from the earth and generally living up to the role of renegade teenagers. You however had climbed to the top of the dropship, enjoying the freedom of being able to move your limbs and muscles once more. All you could see from the top was more forest, laying out in front of you like a never ending green carpet.

Below you Clarke was arguing with Wells Jaha about how to find food for the whole camp.

“And how are you two going to carry food for all 100 of us?”

“4” the space walker, Finn, announced grabbing two gangly boys who unfortunately happened to be walking by him at that moment. “Can we go now?”

“Not yet” Clarke looked up catching your eyes “Sawyer?”


Clarke sighed “Don’t make me beg Sawyer. Please”

You stared levelly at her for a moment longer before nodding “Fine 5” you jumped from your perch landing easily on your feet in front of Wells.

“Wait if Sawyers going so am I” Octavia announced linking arms with you “Make it 6”

“Hey, O! What the hell are you doing?”

She shrugged off Bellamy pulling you along behind her “going for a walk”

Bellamy glared hard at your back as you passed by him. He disliked you already, not something you could do anything about right now.

“Earth, Sawyer. This is so fucking cool”

“Yeah, awesome” you looked carefully around the woods. You had no idea where you were, what was out here and what the world had left in it. So until you all did, the best thing to do was be cautious. Very cautious.


You were walking easily over the forest floor, taking point in this group of teenagers. Behind you the others stumbled along tripping over tree roots and multiple other debris. You were close enough that you could hear when the conversation inevitably turned to what you’d all done to end up being thrown in the skybox in the first place.

“I got to know what you two did to get busted” Finn was asking the other two boys. Monty and Jasper just shrugged smiling at each other.

“Sumac is not the only herb in the garden, if you know what I mean”

“Someone forgot to replace what we took”

“Someone has apologised like a thousand times” Monty hissed at Jasper the two of them then continuing to bicker between themselves like an old married couple. Jasper was the one whose stare eventually fell on you curiously.

“So what did the ninja princess up there do? What can Kane’s niece have possibly done to get kicked down here with us criminals?”

You stopped walking at the question. It was always going to have been asked eventually, you’d thought you might have had more time but even so you turned to stare evenly at the group of teenagers behind you. It was Clarke who answered the question. She seemed to have a habit of answering questions not meant for her.

“She killed someone. Murdered her mother”

“What?!” Monty squeaked out now looking terrified.

You simply smiled at them all, turning to keep walking. Octavia running to catch up with you despite Jasper trying to grab her. “Sawyer tell them the truth” she urged.

“Why?” you kept moving helping Octavia over a broken tree. “I did kill her”

“You know that’s not true”

“O listen to me” you looked straight at her. “It’s as much of the truth as any of them need to know” you framed her face with your hands smiling at her “it’s cute that you want to protect me but trust me, I don’t need it”

It was Finn who approached the two of you later on, eyes flicking between the two girls.

“Kane teach you anything about these?” he held out a simple knife.

“Where’d you get that space walker?” he chose not to answer as you took the knife off of him. “Sure you want to risk giving the sharp and pointy weapon to a killer?”

Octavia smacked your arm “Don’t be an ass Sawyer. He’s helping”

Finn continued to stare at you evenly “I don’t think you’re going to hurt us if that’s what you’re implying”

You spun the knife round a few times, easily letting it rotate around your fingers “Not right now I’m not”

Laughing at the confused look on his face you continued onwards. The group straggling out into a vague line as you eventually hit a massive lake. Clarke coming up to you.

“This shouldn’t be here”

“Yet it is”

Clarke glared at you “Sawyer. If you can’t help…”

“Watch it Blondie. I’m here aren’t I? Didn’t even get angry when you announced to the group that I’m a murderer. So choose your words very carefully Griffin before I start to become actually unhelpful”

“You did kill her” she muttered stubbornly.

“And If I can kill my own mother, just think about what I could do to girls with too loose tongues”

You smiled nastily as Clarke’s eyes widened in sudden panic. Before you could say anything else though Jasper whispered from behind you “I fucking love earth”

You turned just in time to see a half clothed Octavia jump into the water, surfacing with a smile as she dripped water over her skin, clothes sticking to her body.

“O, get out” you snapped coming closer to the shore line.

“Come on Sawyer, live a little” she splashed water over at you making you jump away again.

“Yeah come on ninja girl, take your damn clothes off and get in” Jasper was rushing forward when suddenly he froze, voice changing to terrified. “Fuck! Octavia get out of the water”


You’d seen it now as well and it was big, swimming straight for Octavia. “Octavia NOW” you were halfway to the edge when with a scream Octavia had been pulled under the water.

“Octavia” without thinking you started pulling clothes off. “Distract it” you ordered Clarke. “Get its attention away from O”

Clarke ran with Finn to start throwing anything they could find into the water. While you waded into a river that had a killer snake in it.

Shit it was cold, you had the knife in your hand that Finn had given you only moments before. Who knew that would be coming in handy so soon afterwards.


Her head surfaced for a moment and you changed direction as with a shriek the thing seemed to let go of her, Clarke was throwing who knew what into the water and you could see its outline chasing towards the splashing further up the river.

You had a limited amount of time to get Octavia out of the water. Grabbing her shaking arm you pulled her into your body where she clung. Teeth chattering.

“Come on O, move it” you commanded starting back out of the pool of water.

“SAWYER IT’S COMING BACK!” Finn screamed running for the two of you.  

Pushing Octavia as fast as you were able you got her to the shore line and stumbling into Finn’s arms. Dropping down on the stone yourself as the blurry outline of the sea snake vanished once more, denied its meal.

You were breathing hard as Finn having passed Octavia to an incredibly thankful Jasper leant over you.

“You ok?”


He smiled offering you his hand, clasping his wrist you allowed him to pull you up to your feet. Handing you your still dry clothes. “That was an incredibly brave thing to do for someone you met this morning”

“Who said I met Octavia this morning?” you pulled you shirt back on, shivering from the cold of the water. “And not brave… stupid”

“The girl under the floor… she’s been in the skybox for 2 years. How do you know her?”

“Don’t call her that” you snapped instantly. Eyes clashing with Finn’s. “She has a name”

Finn held his hands up in peace. “How did you meet Octavia?”

You looked carefully at Finn. He seemed genuinely curious and not just trying to get information for bartering purposes.

“Solitary. I met O in solitary. Ironic really, but even the Ark couldn’t keep us alone 24 hours a day. She had the cell next to mine. I looked after her… I look after her”

“Sawyer?” Octavia appeared stepping into your body wrapping her arms around your waist and letting her head lay on your shoulder. You let one hand rest on the back of her head maintaining eye contact with Finn who was watching the pair of you carefully.

“You’re no killer” he mouthed silently before turning back to the others. Unfortunately he had no idea just how wrong he was, just how much of a killer you actually were. None of them did even Octavia.


“We’ve talked about this all night, someone just needs to hurry up and go first” you snatched the vine off of Finn who had been hesitating for what seemed like forever.

“No, wait…” it was Jasper and you looked at him impatiently. He reached out a hand unsteadily “let me?”

“Fine, go” you handed it over and watched as he took your place at the front.

Finn whispered something to him slapping him on the shoulder once. Jasper nodded and changing his grip once more screamed out “See you on the other side bitches” and took off, the vine held and in what seemed no time he was stood on the other side of the river, jumping about and waving his hands in the air.

You joined the others in celebrating, arm punching the sky as you smiled and threw an arm around Octavia’s shoulders as you waved at Jasper.

“Let’s go Princess your up” Finn shoved the rope at Clarke, who was on the edge of the cliff when something flew past your heads.

You all watched, unable to do anything as a wooden spear lodged itself in Jaspers chest, right under his sternum, he was thrown backwards with the force of the blow, choking on the blood pooling in his mouth. Octavia screamed in your ear as your grip on her tightened.

“JASPER!” Clarke was pulling at the hold Finn had on her as he pushed her to the floor.

“It came from behind us” you whispered to Finn putting Octavia behind you as you glanced back into the forest. “We’re not alone here”

Carry On Countdown // Day ten {December 2nd} // Youtuber AU

carry on cast + youtube, my personal hc/au (?????)(it’s post canon but also au anna why do u always have to make things complicated idfk)

  • okay so i think it would all start with agatha
  • she would start a youtube channel with one of her friends in california
  • it’s like all aesthetically pleasing beautify + life style blog. 
  • picture make-up/ hair/ nails/ idek videos but also baking videos, house/apartment tours anything hauls. 
  • the kiddo’s over in london would start watching her, first just because it’s nice to see what agatha’s up to in ca, but they get low-key addicted to her channel because her video’s are just so nice and the aesthetic is on point.
  • i feel like baz would get hardcore addicted. like he’d love all her video’s and would literally text her about the nice clothes she showed in her haul and stuff like that. (such bonding)
  • simon would try out recipes from her baking videos and sent agatha pictures of the results and aah it’s just all so cute and nice. 
  • penny enjoys the make-up vids way more than she likes to admit.
  • anyways, baz is so into agatha’s channel and just the entire youtube thing that he’s thinking of starting one of his own
  • agatha finally convinces him to just start one and see how it’ll go. 
  • so he starts one but gets lost quite quickly because he doesn’t know what to make video’s about
  • his first video is a clothing haul and like, he does enjoy doing it, but his heart just isn’t fully in it.
  • so he makes like one meh video every 2 months, not really knowing what he’s doing until he decides that he needs to rearrange some stuff here.
  • baz starts daily vlogging.
  • lbr baz can talk a lot and just is such a snarky person. imagine him filming his day with his witty comments on the things that happen. 
  • penny and simon find it stressful at first because they always need to be sure baz doesn’t accidentally film simon’s wings/tail or penny using magic or something.
  • but like they get used to it and baz is just having a lot of fun. 
  • he notices that, because he’s filming his everyday life, he gets more out of his way to do more new stuff to make the vlogs as entertaining as possible. and it just somehow makes him more excited about just living life if that makes sense. somehow it becomes this whole therapeutic thing for him. 
  • simon and penny appear a lot in his vlogs. baz’ viewers live for sassy conversations and discussions between penny and baz. and penny has no problem with being on camera.
  • for simon it takes some time to get comfortable with speaking in front of a camera. he’s not a talkative person so this whole vlogging thing is just ???¿¿?¿?????¿? to him, but baz’ viewers find simon cute and nice.
  • baz and simon never really said anything about their relationship on baz’ channel and they don’t really act like they’re in a relationship in front of the camera. (they’re just normal them in front of the camara, but no pda stuff) so the viewers don’t really know about their relationship
  • though……after some time the viewers start to suspect things because of the way the boys sometimes look at each other and stuff.
  • sO that’s how the ship SNAZ comes about ((yes, baz’ viewers do choose the cool ship name))
  • once the shipping starts baz’ channel really starts to grow (because lbr that’s how a lot of those things work in the world of fandoms. sorry.)
  • simon and baz start to notice how baz’ viewers are shipping them and like, posting edits and fanfiction of them on the social media and they think it’s great. 
  • simon and baz are very amused by the shippers and start to act a tiny bit more pda on camera. just to make the viewers flip their shit
  • like simon will shortly rest his head on baz’ shoulder or baz brushing smudged chocolate from simon’s chin on camera and giving simon an Intense Look™ that u don’t give to ‘just friends’ ppl
  • the snaz fandom is dying. leGIT DYING 
  • simon and baz are just dying of laughter. 
  • but then the fights start on social media
  • the ‘you should say all this stuff because it’ll make simon and baz uncomfortable and i’ll ruin their friendship’ drama.
  • simon and baz see all this unfold on social media and just face palm.
  • they’re like “should we just tell them that we’re dating?”
  • they don’t want to be forced to be open about their relationship online just because people are fighting about it, but at the same time they never really wanted to hide it either. they didn’t even feel like they were purposefully hiding it.
  • it was just that at first they didn’t do pda stuff in front of a camera because simon didn’t feel fully comfortable whilst being on camera and after that it just kinda became a silent rule that they didn’t do pda stuff on camera.
  • but they never actually cared about if people knew about their relationship or not so…..
  • one day baz just starts his daily vlog whilst still being in bed, barely woken up, and you can see simon next to him in bed in the background. 
  • once that vlog is up everyone DIES
  • but the Not Shippers are just like “nono baz was just sleeping over at simon’s and penny’s it’s totally normal for them to sleep in the same bed”
  • simon and baz: *sigh*
  • second attempt of Exposing™ (not actually on youtube): baz posting a picture on instagram roses with the caption “buying flowers for my special boy @~simons ig~”
  • people die again, but still there are people like “special boy as in Special Good Friend” 
  • simon and baz are ready to cry
  • so is the snaz fandom
  • so. next vlog. there’s baz and simon in the same bed again. there’s baz calling simon “love” and there’s baz just talking to the camera about something that happened (idk, him rambling about a film he just saw with simon?) whilst simon is sitting next to him with his head resting on baz’s shoulder.
  • the entire snaz fandom is crying happy tears and feeling blessed and thanking baz for bringing this level of adorableness into their lives.
  • there are idiots tweeting. “no baz isn’t dating simon u stupid fangirls”
  • and baz being so done just tweets back. “sorry sir/madam but simon snow, cute kid, crazy hair, is in fact my boyfriend who i have been happily dating for some time now. gnight.” 
  • and the whole snaz fandom just explodes. 
  • snaz is real ya’ll 
  • (((also later, when snaz is big™ they’ll bring out sweaters and beanies with the words ‘snazzy’ on it and it’s great)))
  • ((((also also. in an interview: “so, baz, since many big youtubers are brining out a book as well?” baz: “yes. it’s called twilight. it’s out september 6th 2006.” interviewer: ???¿????¿¿?¿??))))
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Originally posted by ethan-support-group

Request: Can I request a sappy Ethan fic? Like he’s helplessly in love with the reader but she lives in Maine. So he makes a special trip to Maine to see her and finds out that she is in the hospital because of a hit and run crash. Over all it’s just really sappy with confessions and tears?

Summary: Ethan plans a special trip to visit Fem!Reader back in Maine, but things get a little scary when she gets hIT BY A CAR.

A/N: I’m the worst human being ever I went like a full week without posting am sorry but I did finally get wifi back up in my house. I’m out of town right now for my cousin’s wedding and it’s currently 2:15am but I finally finished a fic. Don’t hate me! Not my best, but hope you enjoy it anyway!

Wordcount: 1427, much longer than it needed to be oh well

Requests are closed my friends, v sorry but don’t send any requests in :( just makes me feel worse about my lack of posting rip

Keep reading

Me: I have very high standards!
Everyone: -submits their fanart/fanfics-

I’m sorry. Not really. I just love all your fanarts.

anonymous asked:

1. Hi Dee, I just saw your reblogged post about what's been happening in Chile and after reading the tags there's something I want to add. It's true that fans in the West treat (western) celebrities differently but it's also true that we have zero chance to interact with them, so if we're lucky to recognise them somewhere, my experience is that you'll politely ask for a photo or autograph, maybe compliment them and then just leave. I have done that so many times after small scale concerts, the

2. artists just come out of the venue with the purpose of interacting with fans and I have a whole collection of photos with famous musicians. With Kpop idols it’s different for 2 reasons: first of all, some of us used to listen to Jrock and it’s well known that some famous Jrockers interact openly and sleep around with fans, so some girls would expect the same treatment from Kpop idols LOL. Also Kpop groups already interact SO MUCH with fans that it’s absolutely out of line to search for

3. further interaction outside of official events. That’s where the confusion for us western fans comes from. We don’t get direct interactions with them like K-fans but at the same time we have the same amount of entitlement because we follow them so closely, so we search for a way to fulfill our desire for direct communication. Stalking is the “easy” way. But also the disguting and disturbing one. Girls, please sort your priorities out and get your feet back to planet Earth. You won’t sleep

4. with them, flirt with them, become their girlfriend or even their friend, so just go to their concert, meet&great/fansign/fanmeeting if and when there’s a chance and if you really want to communicate with them, send Namjoon fanmail, as he probably still reads them. STOP STALKING THEM BECAUSE YOU WON’T GET ANYTHING OUT OF THAT EXCEPT FOR WASTING YOUR TIME AND MONEY AND IRRITATING THEM.

Now you know

I wanted to draw an icon for myself since ages instead of using my leftovers art. Add to that a little self-indulgence due to shitty week and the need to show off my new hair cut !! *waves non-existent hair* Yeah, I chopped off all my curls…

Don’t repost, better safe than sorry.

rubducked  asked:

I just wanted to take a moment to say, I LOVE "Those Blue Skies"!!! It's such an incredible Richonne historical fic. You've done a beautiful job with this piece and has me wondering about writing one myself. What do you think has been the most difficult part about writing a Richonne historical piece?

Originally posted by samisoffthewall

Firstly, Thank you @rubducked, as well as many others, for giving the story a shot. I’m still pleasantly surprised by the response and the reaction it has been getting. Had I known so many were into this genre, I would have been wrote it. A big smile sits on my face every time I think about it. 

To your question, the hardest thing about writing for Richonne in a historical piece, is Michonne. Because of the sensitive, and for the most part, troubling history around the world afflicted on people of color, I had to pick, one, a great location for her, and two, the right time period(Sorry if I get long-winded during the next part).

I did a lot of research for this story, which I have enjoyed. I continue to do so as I approach the ending. I wanted her part to be believable, so I found 3 women from the same post civil war era to center her part around. “Stagecoach” Mary Fields(I used her last name for Michonne in the story. She was a “postmaster”/cowboy. Also, the nun in the story is loosely based off of someone from Fields’ life ). Sarah Bickman(A black woman, born a slave, who moved to Montana. She married a white man, and they had 4 biracial children. He eventually died, leaving her the electric company, which she owned til her death. And Cathay Williams, who was a slave who dressed as a man to fight in the Civil War for the Union).

Michonne will always be the hardest to write for, because she will always have her race used against her to hold her down. The western states tended to be a bit nicer for POC(aside for Native Americans, Mexicans, and Asians), but especially for Cowboys. They were well-respected. Many black woman lived in Montana and lived respected/respectable, decent lives, so that’s why I chose the state. Mary Fields happened to be the most respected black woman in the west(A day in Montana was honored in her name when she passed). 

So if you venture into any historical, her race will be the deciding factor as to how she moves, how people interact with her, where she can work,where she can eat, and what things she can BELIEVABLY do. It will affect how Rick is treated as well, for white people who were nice to blacks during more radical times in history were often ridiculed/hurt/killed. 

In my story, I isolated Michonne. The world can’t look down on her. They won’t judge her. She is so far removed from the public, in a bubble, that she can’t experience a lot of direct hate. I was afraid to use the “N” word in this story, but I had to because it’s a true word and it had a lot of meaning during that time. You can still feel the essence of the meaning today.

But go for it! This has been really fun to write, an enjoyable ride of emotions, and I want to do more fics in different decades, as well. I hope this helps. This was merely my experience of writing a love story for the two in 1893.

Again, thanks for taking your time to read my story. It’s much appreciated.

Ode To The Broken (00q)

It was dark when James peeled his eyelids open, woken up by something his sleepy brain couldn’t point out yet but that soon would make its way to the forefront of his mind; in the meanwhile, his eyes looked for the alarm clock on the bedside table and its neon green numbers changing every sixty seconds: it was 4:17 in the morning and James felt like he’d been ran over by a car and then put in a blender, before he’d poured himself on the mattress.

Though, he remembered nothing of the sort happening; for their standards, James and Q had had a relatively boring and comfortingly domestic night in, eating chips in front of the tv and cuddling with the cats.


Where was Q?

James forced his body to sit up on the mattress, letting the warm blankets pool in soft waves of fabric around his waist: there was no Q to be found in the bedroom, which wasn’t exactly unusual since the younger man suffered from a serious case of insomnia but whatever had woken up James, his senses felt all in overdrive and a loathsome panicky feeling seized his chest; breathing became difficult, coming into short inhales and quick exhales that made him feel slightly light-headed.

Almost afraid of passing out, James climbed out of the bed and with shaky legs he gained the hallway; suddenly the noise of blood rushing in his temples disappeared and he could distinctively hear the sound of water running in the bathroom - and James was able to breathe correctly again, perfectly aware of what was going on.

James knocked at the bathroom door, not really expecting an answer but he guessed that it would be better to avoid scaring Q into an heart attack - God knew that with the amounts of stress and caffeine on which the younger man practically lived would have made that possibility pretty strong, despite the fact that he was just in his late twenties.

“Enter” Q’s voice bid from inside the room.

“Not you” James murmured fondly at the cat - Pampuria, it was impossible to mistake her white floof for Turing’s darker colouring under the moonlight - that had just brushed against his calves.

“Let her in” Q called out “She’s been scratching at the door for a while”

James snorted when Pampuria looked up at him, a smug mewl putting on display that sharp little teeth that had bitten him so often “Spoiled brat” he said as he pushed the door open, shaking his head when the cat entered the bathroom first, swishing her floofy tail around.

“Don’t talk like that about my Princess” Q said with a smile, letting a wet hand dangle out of the bath, so that the cat could sniff at his fingers and rub against them “Did I wake you up?”

James sat down on the edge of the tub, arms instinctively wrapping around Pampuria when she jumped in his lap - just to be closer to her owner but still comfortably far from water, obviously “No” he reassured “Did you have a nightmare?”

“That would imply that I ever managed to fall asleep” Q pointed out with a grin, fingers nervously playing with the bubbles hiding his submerged body “I just keep thinking about it, you know?” He sighed out in the end, looking up at his lover with tired green eyes.

James carefully freed an hand from Pampuria’s floof, making sure that the cat understood not to make any idiotic movements unless she desired to take a bath, and carded his fingers through Q’s damp curls “Hard choices are part of the job” he pointed out gently, digits massaging the younger man’s sensitive scalp.

Normally, Q would have closed his eyes in bliss at the skilfull massage but instead he let his eyelids slid down to hide his irises as distress filled them. A tear slid down his stubbled cheek and Q angrily wiped it away, feeling so weak in front of James; his lover had literally gone to hell multiple times and had managed to make the trip back alive to tell tales about it “It could have been you” Q couldn’t help whispering, his voice breaking on the last word.

“It already has been me” James murmured “And it could happen again, yes”

Q snorted - a noise that became a sob halfway out of his throat - even as another tear fell down his face “Have I already told you just how shitty you are at comforting people?” He asked, a bitter smile blossoming on his lips.

Even if he hadn’t been Quartermaster back then, Q remembered when it had been James’ turn to be sacrificed in a last desperate attempt to win a battle in the never ending war against terrorism: the halls had been filled by a cacophony of disbelieving murmurs, the news of 007’s death travelling on everyone’s mouths just like it had done so many times before that - the only difference being that they were carrying the downfall of a hero, instead of its conquests and shenanigans.

Only, then M had been able to share part of the guilt with Eve who had understandably missed an extremely difficult shot - hell, an impossible one.

Now, Q only had himself to blame for issuing the command that had led 002 to her death and nobody was blaming him; the higher ups had even congratulated him upon making such a difficult decision, displaying a cold-blooded and clear mind in the moment of need. Nobody cared that 002 had died: she’d been just another sacrificeable piece on the board, a pawn that with its death would open up a safer path to the Queen.

“She knew what she was risking, Q”

Q looked up at James, an eyebrow arched up in silent inquiry.

James smiled down tenderly at those big and tired eyes, just pleading him for the right words to make the guilt a little more bearable “You know that is Double-Ohs are not the most obedient of the lot” he started.

“You can say that, yeah” Q interrupted, his smile loosing a bit of the bitter edge as the corners turned up a little more and made the faint suggestion of dimples appear at the corners of h6os mouth.

“Stop interrupting me” James reprimanded fondly, tapping Q’s nose; as any other time he had poked at the younger man, Pampuria warningly dug her claws in his thigh “As I was saying, you know we almost never follow orders - 002 could have easily told you to fuck off and kiss her arse like she already did numerous times. But she didn’t because she evidently thought too that the move you suggested was the only possible one to avoid wasting all the months of work leading up to that op”

Q sighed and closed his eyes again, this time pushing his head in James’ fingers to ask for more pets. It all made sense - it was the truth: 002 had known that Q was at the end of his rope, that the only thing he could have suggested from behind his computer was to take the leap - and she had because, despite being on the field, she hadn’t seen a better option either “She was my friend”

“I know. But as your friend, would she want to see you like this?” James asked, knowing that Q wouldn’t stop feeling sad just because he knew that 002 would bite his head off, if she knew that Q was crying over her dead body like that; she’d been a peculiar character with quite a mouth on her - and no, James didn’t mean it in a complimentary way - and a peaceful attitude towards death that not many agents really managed to reach.

Q shook his head.

(“Grow a pair, Q” 002 snarls over the comms, gritting her teeth as she scales the wall just using her pigheadedness and a huge amount of luck.

Q rolls his eyes: she could have easily used the elevator - after all, he could control it easily “Of what? Boobs?”

“Someone has been reading naughty Star Trek fanfictions again” 002 sings in a teasing voice “Or maybe Bond is just /that/ kinky?”

Q rolls his eyes again - he does that a lot when he’s monitoring 002 “You’re perverted. If you bring back that throwing knife I spent a whole day balancing to perfection - and that you’re using to scale a wall when you could have taken the lift - I’m giving you a bottle of Macallan as a prize”

002 snorts but Q knows her and waits, eyes following her ascension as he virtually covered her shoulders, making sure that nobody started shooting at her.

“How old?”

Q grins when the question finally comes “25 years old, Sherry Oak range” he answers and when 002 whistles, he knows that he’s going to see his equipment again this time. )

“She’d tell me to stop whining” Q answered, sighing as he shook his mind free of the memory; he knew that one day he’d feel only fondness when remembering the agent but, for now, it still hurt too much.

“Exactly” James gently put Pampuria on the floor and stood up, ignoring her irritated mewl to grab a large towel from the warming rack “Come out now, you’re getting all pruny” he encouraged.

Nobody needed to know that James squeezed Q a little harder than usual when he had him snuggled up against his chest, trembling in his cocoon like a leaf in the wind.

anonymous asked:

reader with scholiosis/ neck problems? their back/neck always hurt and now they have to do swimming and are trying to maintain a good posture? for gabe,jesse, jack, and lena? thanks!! if its too many characters you can cut out anyone!

Four characters is perfectly fine~ <3

As usual, a little extra research was done on the symptoms and treatments of such problems so I can write the situation as accurately as I can. That being said, sorry if it’s not perfect, for I haven’t been in this situation. I hope you like it though!


Soldier 76

  • This boy loves swimming, so you bet your ass he’ll be swimming right alongside you the entire time
  • He’s having the time of his life, spending time with you and helping you out and just swimming
  • Watches you to make sure you don’t start to seize up at all
  • Encouraging small talk
  • Helps you stretch before and after you swim to keep your body loosened up
  • Sweet smooches and cheering when you reach a certain goal
  • He makes a schedule that works for the both of you
  • It’s good for the both of you, since you’re working out your muscles and he’s making himself take a break from all his work


  • Not the best swimmer but he’ll swim with you if you want to
  • May result in small splash fights
  • He’s a splashy swimmer in general so
  • Mostly he just loves to fawn over you in a bathing suit
  • Wants to put sunscreen on you
  • The boy doesn’t burn and also he’s a pretty hairy boi so he refuses to get the sunscreen treatment back
  • Offers to massage your muscles before/after your swim so they don’t get any stiffer
  • For some reason it’s become a game for you both to have a different swimsuit every time and trying to outshow each other
  • He’s a dork, what else would you expect?


  • Tbh, hasn’t been in a pool since the Reaper-ing (worried he might disintegrate of some shit with all that water) and isn’t about to start now
  • Will watch from the edge of the pool and provide small talk and sweet compliments as you do your exercises
  • Will help from the sidelines any way he can, like creating games to make the ordeal more fun or just keeping pleasant conversation
  • He’s just an awkward boy in general with an odd fear of swimming pools, lord help him
  • Takes extra care in making sure you’re hydrated (Gabe, they are literally in a pool why are you like this) and that you don’t overexert yourself
  • Will jump in or smoke over to help you should something happen like your muscles seizing up


  • She shall try to swim with you
  • You have to ask her to stop after the third time because she always tries to turn them into races
  • It’s unintentional but it’s also difficult on your back and shoulders
  • She completely understands and apologizes profusely
  • Instead she’ll cheer you on from the edge of the pool and even tosses floatie toys around the pool one at a time for you to give you some sort of pattern to swim after
  • Massages your shoulders and back when you’re finished, then you guys usually end up sunbathing for a while

anonymous asked:

I went to your ao3 to read your yoi fics. When I ran out, I thought it would be a good idea to read your les mis fics and so many hours later, I'm regretting.

Originally posted by sakurawinchester-blog

Just in case I haven’t done enough damage, let me rec you my all time faves:

There are so many things I wanna draw but I went with this one because it’s the quickest and I need SLEEP.

So. MP100 Wing AU again. Enjoooooy.

My Thoughts On Hanyu Yuzuru's 2017 World Team Trophy SP

PW was kept because it raked in the points and reputation for him. Chopin was kept because he was so messed up health-condition-wise that it was worth trying to see if he could milk its full potential, and milk it he did. LGC is not as worth keeping, because it hasn’t been done very well regardless of his physical condition and mental condition. It has also fulfilled its function of expanding his versatility in performing and he has shown that he is capable controlling the audiences and recovering faster than before after mistakes. In my opinion, LGC has already provided him with many lessons, but he still can’t skate it to his ideal, so maybe he should just change. No point getting hung up on it and risk hurting his reputation. Y'all do realise that even his 3A is starting to take a hit in GOEs? This is not a time to be stubborn.

Another reason would be that although LGC is a crowd pleaser, when it is bombed, the attempts to be cool and effortless come off as awkward (though not very much with Yuzu being the cool bean he is) and a bit tragic, which is a risky thing to happen for Olys. Yuzu ought to choose something that he can save but still ellicits the reaction of ‘Wow that was a smooooth save’

Putting pressure on himself is a brave thing to do, but this strategy doesnt work everytime and for everyone. Yuzu is very sensitive and emotional (despite the scary focused face) and I feel that it might do him more harm than good. The reasons he is a king of comebacks is because as the chaser, he, regardless of what he says, actually prolly subconsciously has less pressure on himself. Note that I am not saying he is mentally weak/can’t bear pressure because he has done remarkably bearing the weight of expectations. It’s just that the pressure strategy is the best fit only in certain situations. Being a guy sensitive to various changes physically, mentally, emotionally and of the environment, I wonder if it would be better to deliberately ease off on those occasions. Intense is good, but when intense becomes one of the reasons (cos we dont really know why he performed like this this time) for failure, then it’s time to reflect about it. He was very wound up right from the start, even at the opening ceremony, he only smiled for the short cheer cos he was leading it and at the little girl. Otherwise, he was rather grave today, a big difference from the presscon and practice.

“I am beginning to feel that I am not good at SPs, I need to obliterate this image” and that time he got so depressed at 2017 WC to the point that ppl could literally see and worried his team. And that comment that Brian made about him after 2017 WC free skate being not so intense.


Idea: Don’t think too much. Just focus on the immediate task beforehand. Don’t even think about scores. Whatever mistakes are made, they are behind and just do one’s best to max out everything ahead. Dwelling on it will do no good and causes more harm, esp in Yuzu’s case cos he will have an inclination to lapse into depression. He recovers quick but the word ‘quick’ implies that time is needed for recovery, a luxury he cannot afford in the heat of competition. He has improved greatly in this aspect anyway.

But with his overly responsible personality I still worry for him.

All the best Yuzu.

Kuro! and Shiro!Kaneki, Nishiki, Uta and Tsukiyama comforting their s/o who is a bit chubby and is really insecure about it? Thank you so much, I love the blog! <3

(@anon: Bless u for asking about Nishiki because he ties with Shuu with me tbh and if you’re chubby and feel insecure about it, if it makes you feel better, I’m ver chubby you can ask Raven I’m almost a literal ball of fluff but that doesn’t denounce my ability VwV SO HERE WE ALL GO. Prepare for heart stabbing fluff.)

Kuro!neki: He noticed your behavior a while ago. Seeing you all flustered about your weight, no wearing the dress he brought especially for you, it kinda hurt him. Oh no, but our tragic protagonist drew the line when you refused to eat the food he especially made for you! “…. It’s not because I can’t taste, right?” “I’m just not hungry, Kane-” “You’re lying!” “Eh?” “Ah… I’m sorry if it was too straight forward but I’m tired of seeing you so sad. I find you very pretty. There’s so much more to you than your weight. So calm down, okay?” (Imsososrryhesooclol)

Shiro!neki: He instantly saw the signs when you didn’t want to wear that dress you loved. When you began to stop snacking (originally he thought you felt guilty that he couldn’t eat human stuff anymore. Especially since you loved sharing your sweets with friends.) He even saw it when you kept checking how much you consumed. When you denied him of sex, however, is when he got a tad bit angry. “Oi. The h3ll’s going on? You think I don’t notice?” “Hm?” “Look. You’re perfect if that’s what you want to hear. If you’re that concerned, we can do something together. Just stop the madness. If it’s someone telling you that you aren’t good enough, screw ‘em. You’re mine, not theirs.”

“Aw, Kaneki~”

“Now bend over.”


Nishiki: He knew what was going on as soon as you declined the usual junk you ate when he brought it for you. As soon as he heard you try and throw it away, he stopped you in the kitchen doorway after you thought you successfully did the deed. “So I wasted twelve bucks for nothing?” “N-Nishi-” “Stop. Look. If it’s about how you look, throwing away good food won’t help. Heck, a lot of the junk humans eat looks unhealthy to me. Tastes bad too. But if it makes you happy, go right ahead. Screw the world if they try to tell you otherwise.”

trashking Uta: You always brought lunch into the mask shop and ate in the back for the sake of him and his masks. But he began to notice you didn’t take lunch for a few days. Then you stopped eating around him in general. When he asked your friends, they said the same thing: you just stopped eating. He slowly began to connect the dots. He wasn’t a stupid man, he was just very…. tactile. So, he let it go on for a while. He decided to confront you once he’d saw your health decline. As in you were stumbling to get to a seat in his workshop. “You don’t have to push yourself so hard.” He said. “Hm?” You played dumb. “_______, I know you’re not eating. Just stop. If it’s something as petty as your weight, just tell me who told you it was ugly. I’ll kill them!”

“…. Thanks, Uta~”

“No, I’m serious, where do they live???”

Tsukiyama: Shuu being the gourmet means he’s always trying to make sure you eat good af. He likes your plumpness, because it’s a symbol of wealth and plus you cuddle hella good B))). But he started getting upset when he saw you were declining the meals he thought would taste good that he had HIS chef personally prepare for you???? Like????? He felt lightly offended and very concerned. “Mon ami? Are you not feeling well?” He asks as this is the tenth time like child, please eat??? “I-I’m fine… I’ve just caught a virus.” You lied through your teeth. Your husbando knows 10x better than that though. “________, I know you’re lying. You haven’t been eating a lot lately. I’ve noticed that. Please, don’t feel so bad over it. I don’t love you any less for something so petty. So please, eat my darling~”


Drunk and having fun

Pairing:Thor x reader x Wanda

Plot: the reader and Thor get drunk at Tony’s party and end up hooking up in one of Tony’s guest rooms. Wanda walks in on them and the reader ask her if she wants to join them and she says yes

A/n sorry for any errors

“What do you think about this one” I stepped out of my closet so Natasha could see my outfit.

“Like someone wants to get some action tonight.”

“Obviously” I answered honestly. I haven’t had sex in over five months and it was killing me. I’m determined to have sex tonight. “That’s what I’m going for”.

“You know Thor’s coming tonight. I heard him and Jane ended things for good, maybe you can hop on that Asgardian dick tonight.” Natasha winked at me. She knew I had a past with Thor and by that I mean we had a sin filled weekend in a hotel while on a mission. It happened when him and Jane were on a break.

“Maybe, he’s pretty wild in the sack.” I replied as I put on my heals. “Not to mention he’s well endowed” I bit my lip as I looked at Natasha.

“He seems like he’d be well endowed” she got up and and made her way towards the door. “Well I have to go get ready for the party. If I don’t run into you at the party I jut want to say that I wish you luck on your conquest to getting laid tonight.”

“Thanks” I blew her a kiss before she left, leaving me alone so I could do my makeup.

*time skip*

The party was in full swing, there were so many people that I couldn’t find Thor anywhere. An hour later I gave up on finding Thor and I started to drink shot after shot while I shamelessly flirted with random men at the party. Halfway through my conversation with a guy that I’ve already forgot his name I spotted Thor drinking with Steve and Sam.

“Excuse me” I shuffled my way through the crowed until I reached them.

“Hey y/n, haven fun? I saw you chatting it up with that guy, he seems nice.” Steve smiled but I noticed Thor became serious as Steve’s comment.

“I am now. I’m with my favorite men” I began to hug them. “Oooo what are you guys drinking?”

“Asgardian mead” Thor held up his flask.

“Oh can I have some?” I held out my cup.

“Only a drop, this is the strongest thing in Asgard” he poured some in before drank all of it at once. “You are something else little one.” he laughed as he rested his hand on my waist. Throughout the rest of the night I was glued to Thor’s side while we got drunk off his mead. His hand never leaving my waist as we talked to people at the party.

“Let’s go sit down somewhere” I looked up at him and pouted.

“Of course lady y/n” he lead us outside where it was abandoned. That was thanks to Tony because he specifically said that if they weren’t avengers that they were not allowed in the outside area. He sat down on one of the couches Tony has outside while I sat on his lap him. His hands were caressing my stomach as I rested my head on his shoulder.

“You know what I was just thinking about” I broke the silence. “Our weekend in budapest” I moaned at the memory.

“Oh yes I’ve replayed that memory in my head hundreds of times.” I felt his left hand making its way between my thighs.

“I’ve never cum that many times in one night.” I felt him hardening so I rubbed my ass a bit just to tease him.

“You have quite the lungs on you. I’ve never been with a woman who was as loud as you in my life. I was quite disappointed that we have not done it since.” I turned to see him, only to be greeted by his lips.

“And who’s fault is that? You got back together with Jane two days after. And I refuse to be the other woman.” I playfully glared at him.

“I’m sorry lady y/n, I was blinded by memories I shared with her. But not anymore, we are done for good. I want to be with you and only you lady y/n” I continued to kiss him as his hands were making their way up my dress. “Be mine”

“I’m all yours Thor.” I rubbed my ass against his crotch harder “Let’s go to one of Tony’s spare rooms, we don’t want to put on a show for Tony’s guests.” I got up and got Thor’s hand as we went back inside. We were making our way towards the elevator when I could hear Natasha and Tony telling us to “get some”.

“What did he mean by that?” Thor asked as we entered the elevator.

“It doesn’t matter” I pulled him down into a kiss as we went up to were the bedrooms were. once the door opened Thor picked me up by my thighs as carried me out of the elevator and into the abandoned hallway.

“Where to?” Thor breathed heavily as I started biting on his neck.

“Any room, these are all Starks spare rooms” I moaned as Thor pushed me up against the wall. I sucked on his neck more as Thor managed to open a room and stumbled inside. “Careful” I bit his ear as he kicked the door closed. He tossed me on the bed before he started to get undressed. I started to do the same until Thor pulled his pants and underwear down, exposing his well endowed member. “You’re bigger than I remembered” I bit my lip before I finally removed my last article of clothing.

“And you’re just a gorgeous as I remembered” Thor smirked

“I want to taste you” I crawled to the edge of the bed and got ahold of his cock. “Let’s see if I can fit you in my mouth”. Thor stroke my hair before I took him in my mouth.

“Mmmmm” Thor moaned as I pumped whatever I couldn’t fit in my mouth. I moaned as well as the tip kept hitting the back of my throat. “Your mouth is glorious.” He commented as he got ahold of my head and started to thrust into my mouth, making me gag a bit.

“You like fucking my mouth?” i started sucking on his balls as I continued to pump his cock. “You’re close aren’t you?”

“Yes I am” he pulled back and I laid down waiting for him. In a matter of seconds Thor pounced on me and started leaving opened mouth kisses on my neck. He grabbed his cock and teases my entrance before slamming himself inside me.

“Thor ! ! !” I clawed at his back as he got ahold of the head board and started fucking me faster.

“There are those screams I missed” Thor’s voice boomed as he was going faster and faster, making the bed move with his movement. “You sound magnificent”

“THOR ! ! ! !” I screamed louder and louder.

“Is everything alright in-” we heard Wanda’s slur her words. “Oh my I’m so sorry”

“Do you want to join us?” Wanda’s been my best friend since she moved into the tower and I knew she was also in a sex rut. That’s why I invited her.

“You want her to join us.”

“Yeah I mean look at her, she’s gorgeous. So what do say Wanda” we looked back at Wanda. “Do you want to join us?”.

“After what I heard outside” Wanda started removing her clothes before she joined us. “I would love to” Thor pulled out and Wanda leaned in and kissed me.

“I like this” we broke away and looked at Thor

“Wanda lay down for me so I could taste you” Wanda did what I asked and I got between her legs, my ass was in the air for Thor. “I’m not done with your cock yet, fuck me until you cum inside me” Thor got behind me and slammed himself back inside me and I started to go down on Wanda.

“Oh” I looked up and noticed Wanda’s eyes were closed as I started sucking on her clit before inserting my fingers inside her. I felt Wanda’s fingers tangled in my hair as I matched Thor’s pace.

“ Lady y/n I am very close to cumming” I felt Thor’s hand on my shoulder.

“Do it Thor, cum” I looked back at Thor for a second as I buried my face between Wanda’s legs and started fucking her with my tongue.

“Agh Y/N ! ! !” I felt Thor cumming inside, prompting me to moan into Wanda’s pussy.

“Oh god y/n don’t stop” Wanda panted but I pulled away.

“No, cum all over Thor’s cock” I gave her a kiss before we got off the bed so Thor could lay down. Wanda hovering over Thor’s cock once he was laying down and started sinking down onto him. “Go slow” I warned her.

“Oh god he’s big.” Wanda’s voice cracked a bit as she took more of him in.

“That’s it Wanda, nice and slow.” I got behind her and started kissing her neck. “You got this” I cupped her breast as I watched Thor.

“You feel fantastic lady Wanda” Thor smiled at Wanda once he was fully inside her.

“Now start moving” I whispered into her ear

“Oh god” Wanda moaned loudly as she began to ride Thor as I laid down next to him and started to kiss him.

“Is she fucking you good Thor? I know she’s enjoying fucking you. Look at her, she’s loving your cock.” I spoke into his ear as he held me close to him as I touched myself to my best friend fucking my now boyfriend.

“Yes she is.” Wanda leaned forward and started kissing Thor. She had one hand on his chest and the other slapped my hand away before she replaced it with her own.

“No I’m ok, just keep fucking Thor” I slapped her hand away. I held my breath as I watched Wanda broke her kiss with Thor and started bouncing on his cock.

“THOR !” Wanda screamed as I could hear how wet she was.

“Cum inside her Thor, cum inside my best friend” I egged him on as I watched Wanda gripping Thor’s waist.

“WANDA ! ! ! !” Thor shouted

“YESSSSS” Wanda threw her head back as she came shortly after Thor.

“That’s it” I ran my hands over Thor’s stomach. “Fill her up Thor, look how hot she is cumming. She’s cumming just for you.”

“I came for you as well y/n” I could faintly hear Wanda as she got off Thor and got on top of me and started to kiss me.

“Nope I’m top” I rolled us over so I was on top of Wanda and started roll my body against her’s as we continued to kiss. “Thor aren’t you going to join us?” I broke my kiss with Wanda so I could look at him.

“I’m quite enjoying the show you two are putting on for me.” Thor replied as I noticed he was playing with himself.

“But we want you involved” I pouted before Wanda grabbed my face and started kissing me again. I smiled into the kiss once I noticed Thor got up. He pulled us we were at the edge of the bed. I felt him settling himself between our legs and before I knew it he plunged right into me.

“Thor” I moaned as he fucked me a few times before he pulled out and started fucking Wanda.

“Oh yes” Wanda moaned as well before continued to kiss and enjoying Thor taking turns as he fucked both of us.

“Yes yes yes AHHHHH” Thor shouted as I his cum on my ass. I got off Wanda once Thor was laying down on the bed. I laid down on one side while Wanda laid down on the other. Thor wrapped his arms around us as we curled up next to him.

“Thank you for letting me join you guys.” Wanda thanked us as she started peppering Thor’s chest with kisses.

“Trust me, it was our pleasure” I got ahold of Thor’s chin and pulled him into a kiss.

“Yeah it was our pleasure lady Wanda” Thor pulled away and started kissing Wanda while I started kissing Thor’s chest. We took turns the rest of the night kissing Thor.

*the next day*

“Maybe they’re in- holy shit” Tony’s voice woke us up. “Nat Wanda is with them.”

“Not so loud, I have a hangover” Wanda complained.

“Well well well, looks like you guys had fun last night.” Natasha pointed at me and Thor “And you even got Wanda involved” Natasha snickered.

“Can you guys leave” I groaned.

“Fine, fine I see we’re not wanted.” Natasha laughed as she dragged Tony out of the room.

“I’m so sore but I had fun last night” Wanda got up and started to get dressed. “We should do it again some time”

“I would like that” I smiled at her as Thor pulled me close to his chest.

“As would I” Thor replied as we sat up

“I guess I’ll be going now” she kissed both of us before she left.

“She’s the only other female your allowed to have sex with and I have to be present for it.” I instantly said once Wanda left.

“You’re the only female I want to be intimate with” he kissed my forehead “she’ll join us on special occasions”.

“Like my birthday?” I asked knowing my birthday was a month away.

“Yes for your birthday” I pecked him on the lips. “Rest up, later on today I want to take you to Asgard so you can meet my family and friends. ”

“Ok” I closed my eyes and went back to sleep.