Thank you for 100 follows! Needless to say, I miss these two real bad and I have for around six years. DC writers are pretty sadistic ya know that? Then again, I guess I might be too.
Because who has time or money to read almost 30 years of relationship development…
Under the cut: Look Over Your Shoulder, a monologue recap Fanfic: Fluff/Humor/Angst. DC Rebirth. Wally’s POV. Warning: Mention of the grief typically associated with Alzheimer’s. Also I cried while writing this. Story set to this song.
Author’s Note: This is set in the immediate aftermath of 4x17.
A neatly folded quilt is pressed into his arms, and he tries to offer
the blonde woman standing before a grateful smile. Tries to convey his
appreciation for her letting him crash here, for her putting out freshly
fluffed pillows and neatly ironed sheets on the couch despite the assumptions
she’s making about why he’s here. Assumptions that cause her reminder about the
bathroom being just down the hall to sound clipped and short thanks to the
anger and solidarity she’s failing to suppress.
And, yet, he still tries to convey his appreciation. Tries to repress
the thoughts in his head – the dark ones, the kind that sneak up on him when he
least expects it – long enough to make the corner of his lips pull upward and
mumble words of thanks because he knows his brother probably sprung this on
her. Knows he doesn’t deserve Nine Shore making sure he has ironed sheets and
enough blankets or offering him a sad smile as she reassures him that she’s
sure he and Erin will work it out.
“An apology does wonders,” she offers with her characteristically
bright smile. Any other night and he’d have to bite his tongue to keep from
telling her to run. To stop pinning her hopes and dreams on a guy like his
brother because women who smile as she does, who see the world as glass half
full deserve more.
Tonight, though, his tongue sits loosely in his mouth and his hands
remain empty of any proverbial stones he might cast. And yet his head still
nods slightly even as he casts his gaze downward because he hopes she’s right,
hopes that the woman in his life believes in that, too.
“Thanks, Nina,” his brother pipes up. The words, the interruption
forces his gaze from the flowery pattern on the blanket in his hand to the
other side of the room where his brother leans lazily against the door jam.
Forces him to watch as Nina crosses the room, gratefully takes one of the three
open beer bottles in Will’s hands, and leaves the two of them alone in the
“So,” Will draws out as he moves over towards the made-up couch, “Erin
figured out who Abby was and kicked you out, huh?”
At age fifteen, Benjamin Franklin completed his last year as an apprentice under his father at his business.
At age fifteen, George Washington received his first formal job and began surveying the Virginia country.
At age fifteen, John Adams was admitted in Harvard and began his freshman year of college.
At age fifteen, Thomas Jefferson took the entrance exam to be an applicant for the College of William and Mary.
At age fifteen, John Jay began his first year of King’s College.
At age fifteen, James Madison was studying under the tutledge of Donald Robertson, a Scottish schoolmaster.
At age fifteen, Alexander Hamilton published several letters/small collections of poetry in his local newspaper that made him famous in St. Croix and was usually left in charge of the company when the owner left for business.
At age fifteen, James Monroe dropped out of school to run his families farm, earn wages and help his older sister care for his three younger brothers after his parents both died in the same year–in these moments he believed like his parents, he would die young and not lead a successful life.
Benjamin Franklin was 25 years older than George Washington, 29 years older than John Adams, 37 years older than Thomas Jefferson, 39 years older than John Jay, 45 years older than James Madison, 49 years older than Alexander Hamilton and 52 years older than James Monroe.
Dad!Hoseok+Y/Nwhat was your reaction when y/n told you she was pregnant how prepared do you think you were to be a parent? Do you want anymore kids
dad!hoseok: “of course i flipped out??? not because i didn’t want a baby but because i wanted it so bad???”
y/n: “that was my reaction to his reaction,”
dad!hoseok: “i don’t think i was so prepared to be a parent but when i found out, me and y/n started preparing ourselves. YES I WANT MORE KIDS but it’s still in the works if you know what i mean,” *wink wink*
send my muse “👀 + a question” and they’ll have to answer with 100% honesty
Hello, I am the mod behind nemovonsilver. I go by Von. I am a self-taught artist. I mostly prefer to doodle ponies and silly cartoons. I am 5′4 foot but full of love. I currently weigh 110 but normally weigh between 105 and 110. Never any less or any more.
I love both guys and girls, but prefer to identify myself as pansexual. Because in the end, the gender never really matters to me. As long as I love that person, then that’s what’s more important. I actually really love cuddling. But I am not too friendly with strangers IRL unless they give me a good vibe. I really do love to make friends and welcome all. Unless I get bad vibes from you. Then I will grow distant.
I am in a few fandoms that I am happy with; MLP, WWE, K-Pop, Vocaloid, and Steven Universe. I have a very active and bubbly personality. I am usually very happy. Unbelievably, I have very high tolerance. I use to get so annoyed so fast.
I really love to watch scary movies. I also have a massive interest in the paranormal investigation shows. Not sure why. But it had always interested me since I was young.
I am a very loving individual and always care so much for others. Even though it’s bad for me. I tend to get taken advantage of. But I just can’t help but want to make people happy. I just want for everyone to feel loved and important. Just ask my friends. I keep spoiling them, lol. I am also very stubborn, petty, perverted, and a real smart ass. I love to joke too. A lot.
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so i’ve been sorting through my playlist and actually found that a lot of the songs can be amazing plots so under the cut is a masterlist of 40 plots and 5 character musings based on songs separated into their respective categories!! this is actually a really long list filled with some pretty underrated songs with lots of detail so please like/reblog if you found this useful or are an rph blog. some of these are pretty generic, but i included them nonetheless because the songs are good and the plots/inspo can definitely be expanded on. most of these don’t have specified genders aside from a few, so feel free to fill them with any of your muses and also to tweak them however you want. this list consists of only english songs, but i may make ones for chinese and korean songs if people like this. if you do end up using any of these, let me know!! trigger warnings of sex, drugs, abuse, and a few more apply (including me swearing aha oops) so read at your own caution!!
damn jay, back at it again with the revamp of sakura uchiha. my princess has laid dormant for too long, so it’s time to get her up and running again. if you wouldn’t mind interacting with this fail mun and her beautiful, amazing, wonderful muse, hit that like/reblog button and we’ll check you out. arigatou gozaimasu!
All in the sky
Intermission sparks an intellectual rain of thoughts
Like if the moon controls the tide of the sea
and we’re made up of 70 does it rule us
I got her thinking
All this talking to ya, must be a karma sutra
You all up in my mind, I’m all up in yours and it’s alright
Wow, what fun
I hope this feeling never dies, oh I
She said, hold up, hit it one more time
Oo I, Do it, love it