just one more fic

Imagine celebrating Jared’s birthday in the hills

“Get up! Get up! Get up!” I shout, jumping on the bed.

Jared rolls on the bed, using one of his pillows to cover his head. I keep jumping, shouting at the top of my lungs. When all the shouting doesn’t work, I take Jared’s covers to pull them off. He’s half asleep, and in his attempt to grab one of my ankles, he doesn’t realize that he’s almost on the edge of the bed, falling with a loud thump.

“Oh my, Jared?”

I fall on the bed, kneeling to watch him on the floor.

“Are you okay?” I ask him, seeing him rub his head, “Is it a bad moment to say happy birthday?”

“Give me… Oh, my head… Give me a second”

I nod, without taking my gaze from him. Jared sighs, still rubbing the top of his head. I wait, forgetting about the surprise I prepared for him. It takes him a few minutes to wake up, still on the floor. When Jared stands up, he jumps on top of me, tickling my belly, ribs and armpits.

“Stop! Stop!” I shout, not being able to stop laughing, “Jared, please!”

He does stop, both breathing heavily, a bit of laugh still in the air.

“Happy birthday” I mutter, a permanent smile on my face.

His lips go straight to mine, his hand starting to caress my cheek. Our breathing is still heavy, forcing us to end the kiss quickly.

“You need to get dress, I let you oversleep”

“What time is it?” He asks, getting off of on top of me.

“Midday, I’ll wait for you downstairs”

I give him a quick peck on the lips, getting off the bed.

Once I’m downstairs I check everything one more time. I’m sure everything’s ready, I’ve probably checked it three times by now. But you can never be sure with me, there’s probably something missing in my bag and I haven’t noticed.

When Jared comes to meet me his eyes go straight to the bag by my side.

“Are we going somewhere?” He asks me, lifting both eyebrows.

“Of course” I say with a smile.

Jared looks confused. This is his first birthday with us as a couple, and I wanted this be special. Jared helps me with my bag, taking it to my car. I drive, he changes the radio. I spend all the way avoiding his questions about our destination. The city looks pretty dead today; The weather is nice, thou, and that’s perfect for what I’ve prepared.

When we reach the point in which we cannot continue by car I let Jared know. We hold hands, sharing quick glances once in awhile, we walk in silence, but smiles never leaving our faces.

Jared is one of the most outgoing, adventurous man I’ve ever had the chance to meet in my life. Reason why I decided to spend the afternoon in the hills, enjoying the view, the nice weather, and being in touch with Mother Nature. the exact spot for our little adventure is a hidden place among rocks and trees. There’s plenty of shadow, green areas and warm breeze for us to sit and enjoy.

Jared looks around, fascinated by the view of the city and how nature seems to enjoy it’s days without caring about the people destroying the city at its feet.

“This is beautiful” Jared says, laying on the lonely spot of grass.

“Happy birthday” I say again, feeling a warm in my heart just by looking at how happy he looks.

Jared takes my wrist to make fall on top of him, his right hand caressing my cheek, pulling away strands of hair.

“Thank you for this” He mutters, the smile glued to his lips, “Really, thank you so much, I love it”

“You don’t have to thank me” I say, kissing his cheek and resting my head on the space of his neck, “I just want you to have a nice birthday”

“It’s going great so far”

“We can stay the whole day like this or we can eat something first and then lay for good, what do you prefer?”

“Let’s eat and then lay for a bit”

We both prepare the space for our picnic; I lay everything I prepare for him during the morning, noticing how amazed he looks. Once I tell him that he can start eating, half of the things in the plates disappear in a matter of minutes. I try to ask him if he likes the food, but his whole attitude is confirmation enough.

Jared kisses me whenever he’s not eating, or telling me how amazing the food is. I just laugh and kiss him back, happy that he’s enjoying his birthday.

When he’s finally done eating we lay for a bit, discussing about what we see in the clouds, or how we think they will show us next. Our bodies warming each other, his hand holding mine with no intention of letting go.

An hour passes by before Jared sits up really quick, his head turning to me with a big smile.

“I got an idea”

Jared stands starting to pick all our things, telling me to hurry. I keep asking what’s going on, but he just shushes me, saying that he I’m going to love. What? I have no idea.

We leave everything in the car, and I can’t get to ask again when Jared holds my hand, taking somewhere between the trees and rocks. He looks so excited that I decide not to ask again, and just enjoy the walk to wherever he’s taking me.

And, actually, the view is breathtaking.

We’ve been in this place for a while, and in any moment we’ll start to see the sundown. Everything starts to fusion with the colors of the sky, the little puddles mirroring the clouds, the leaves dancing with the wind. And, even though it takes us a while to get where Jared wants, I just can’t seem to believe how beautiful everything is the higher we get.

“We’re almost there” Jared assures me, and it is only there when I notice how tired I am.

But I seriously couldn’t care less. We walk for a couple of minutes more, and when Jared finally stops I just can’t believe what’s in front of me.

From the spot that I chose for us to have the picnic most of the city was at our feet, we could see the beach at one side, and people living their lives on the other.

But from here… Everything seems so little, and it actually feels like all our tables were left behind, in those distant buildings, with that distant people.

I walk towards a rock, sitting on the edge, still amazed by everything. I turn for a second, to call Jared by my side. He sits next to me, putting his arm on my shoulder to get me closer to him.

“I was supposed to be the one giving you surprises” I mutter, not being able to take my eyes away from the view.

“We have a whole lifetime to fill with surprises” He says, leaving a soundless kiss on my forehead.

“Good” I say, pulling away a bit to look him in the eyes, “Because there are more surprises waiting for us when we get home”

A laugh burst from him, and in no time we are kissing again.

“I knew there was a reason why I am so in love with you” He mutters between kisses.

“Wait, what?”

I pull away again, my eyes fix on his. He just said he is in love with me. This is the first time. I feel something on my chest, it’s tight, but my heartbeat is threatening to let me heart escape in any second, and a smile appears on my lips, and suddenly I’m feeling everything and nothing at the same time. And Jared is looking at me like he wasn’t supposed to say this right now, like he was holding it for later.

“You’re in love with me” I whisper, a smile nailed on my face, “You said…”

“I am” He says, taking his hand to brush his hair, “Good, I finally said it”

“Finally? How long have you been holding that?”

He shrugs, and we can’t help but laugh. Jared hugs me again, leaving little kisses on top of my head. My arms wrap him tight, never wanting to let him go.

“Are you in love with me?” He asks, as if he’s afraid of my answer.

“What do you think?”

“Yes?”

“Of course I am” I laugh, adjusting in my place to look him in the eyes, “I’m in love with you, Jared, I thought it was pretty damn obvious”

“I can be a bit blind”

“Well, now you know. Happy birthday!”

“Best birthday ever” He says, moving to kiss me on the lips this time.

anonymous asked:

Sometimes, I wonder how relatives to the slums class would react once they were turned back. For example, would Jalil not trust Alix until his own akumatization? Would Alya's little sisters be afraid of her after Lady Wifi, and The Puppeteer incident only adding fuel to the fire? How would Fred react to Mylene's akumatization into Horrifactor? I'm really curious now...

..DAMN, thats honestly so heart wrenching. I mean imagine the guilt some of the akuma victims must have like wowza    i just finished this fic and its similar to that concept where people start to blame the akuma victims and a whole stigma about them develops and divides the city 

‘’And all the winds are like a kiss

And all the years are nemesis

And all the moments fall in mist

And all is dust, remember this

Mmm, mm mmm mm…


And all the dust will drift away

And all the nights and all the days

And all the heavens go their way

And only change is here to stay


And all the light will be, will be

And all the waves, the sea…


And all the stars, without a name

And all the skies that look the same

And all the clouds that fade and then

Then all of this begins again…’’


This is without doubt one of my FAVORITES part of this fic , maybe bc I loved the song Yuu sang, or maybe bc I cant get tired of the image of Yuu seducing Mika with his voice  ✨ ✨ 

Its funny, the fic is almsot ending and I still having some unfinished arts (some pain and some fluffy yey)… Sorry @blueberrynedesu and @vixenfur for brothering you guys so much XD

You know what I wanna see next series

I want to see Shelagh alone at the dinner table at Nonnatus. Just a regular visit, not a grand occasion that requires all of the family. Just her having lunch with her friends.

I want to see Shelagh hanging out with the nurses more and maybe even got out with them.

I want to see the nurses at the Turners flat and just having a cup of tea and a biscuit whilst playing with Angela who calls them all Auntie.

I want to see Delia and Shelagh having a casual chat about moving from a different country to be a nurse in London and compare the regional differences.

I want to see Patrick being goofy around the Nonnatuns and become friends with them instead of just a colleague who’s banging the ex nun.

I want to see letters from Jane and Jenny.

I want Shelagh and Sister Julienne become buds again.

I want the white top, green skirt combo that Laura was wearing in the good luck message to the rowers to be one of Shelaghs outfits.

I want to see the friendship between Patrick and Phyllis develop.

I want to see Shelagh and Sister Mary Cynthia to discuss religious life after the novelty of it wears off.


What else do people want to see happen?

Fic Recommendations 2.0

Summer is ending really soon :( and I just wanted to get one more fic recommendations list posted before I don’t have anymore free time on my hands. I just want to say thank you so much for the amazing responses and feedback I got from the first fic recommendations list. It really means a lot to me. Once again, I hope you enjoy these scenarios and give these writers a whole lot of love!

DISCLAIMER!!!! : just because one member has less scenarios than another does NOT mean I love them any less.

The format is going to be a little different from the first list because I felt that it wasn’t organized well.

LEGEND:

♡ - personal favorites

+ - multiple parts


KIM SEOKJIN:

The Last Call - @bulletproof-girl-scouts (angst)


MIN YOONGI:

One Lucky Girl - @bangtan-spells (fluff)

Caught in Love - @bangtan-spells (fluff)

In An Instant - @hobibliophile (smut)

A Fan - @cheribts (fluff/angst) +

Hidden Stars - @jungblue (smut/angst) + ♡

Raindrops - @pjiminnie (smut/angst) + ♡


JUNG HOSEOK:

You Deserve - @xkisawaii (angst) + ♡

Tomorrow - @dreaming-as-we-run (angst)

This Just In: I Still Love You - @caffelattaes (fluff/angst) ♡

I Need You - @fabulousbangtanboys (angst/fluff) ♡


KIM NAMJOON:

Dimples - @jvnqkooked (fluff) ♡

I Only Dream Of You (Never Wake Me Up) - @chimout (angst/fluff) ♡


PARK JIMIN:

Let’s Not Fall in Love (jikook) - @jungkoojk (smut/angst/fluff) +

Her Silver Lining - @yoonmininfires (smut/angst)


KIM TAEHYUNG:

Star Crossed - @agustqueen (angst/fluff) + ♡

Can’t You See, What This Armys Done To Me? - @thestorytellerofkpop (fluff)

Worthy - @xkisawaii (fluff) ♡

I Promise - @bxngtxnfluffandotherstuff (fluff)

Detention - @taeinmycup (fluff)

The Airplane Playlist - @dreaming-as-we-run (fluff)

Goodbye, My Love - @xforeverweareyoungx (angst) + ♡

First Love, True Love - @cherrybananapajamas (fluff)


JEON JUNGKOOK:

The Words Never Said - @cheribts (angst) + ♡

The Words Should’ve Said (sequel to The Words Never Said) - @cheribts (angst/fluff)

Cute Notes - @become-the-story (fluff/angst)

Purgatory - @btsfanficsandscenarios (fluff) + ♡

Secret Love Song - @g-d0818 (angst) ♡

Til Death Do Us Part - @bangtanbangin (smut/angst/fluff) + ♡

Orange Tulips - @kainks (smut/angst) ♡

Risky Business - @got7exobtsfluffyfiction (triggering subjects such as physical abuse/angst/fluff)

note- i just want to say, if anyone reading this is in the type of relationship that is mentioned in “risky business”, please please leave him/her no matter what the circumstances are. you DO NOT deserve to be treated like that by a man or anyone. you deserve to be loved. get help and get out because it is not safe.


NOT BTS RELATED:

Empty Words (Kai of Exo) - @yoonmininfires (fluff/angst) +

I Want To Be Your Boyfriend (Dino of Seventeen) - @swervingkpoptrashcan (fluff)


FAVORITE WRITERS (authors do NOT need to have their writing in my recommendations list to be one of my favorites. I read a lot of scenarios from different writers): 

@bangtan-spells

@dope-scenarios

@agustqueen

@jae-bummer

@pjiminnie

@btsfanficsandscenarios


Originally posted by bangthebae

anonymous asked:

No. 3, whisper sorry's... yes angst please

Soft hands touched the side of his face with such elegant care, Mika was soothed into a blanket of warmth. He didn’t know where he was but all he could remember was the horrible snap of wood breaking as his ship crashed against sharp rocks. He went under, the endless abyss of the sea swallowing him up in its unrelenting grip and then…nothing.

Now Mika awoke to the sounds of gentle singing, voice so sweet and melodic, the man thought he could sleep forever with such a beautiful lullaby.

Was this heaven?

Squinting under the morning sun, Mika’s eyes fluttered open, seeing a magnificent creature leaning over him. Sparkling emerald eyes casted down on his with great worry, wet black strands framing a lovely face, skin lightly tanned and lips plush and pink where a beautiful sound emitted between them.

Noticing that Mika was waking up, the male gasped and immediately moved away for him. Wait! was Mika’s first thought. For a minute, green scales shined under the sunlight from his peripheral vision, a long and gorgeous fish tail Mika had ever seen disappeared under a splash of water. The blond gasped and sat up, almost unable to believe what he just saw

Was that a…mermaid? Is he the reason why I’m still alive from that shipwreck?

“Please don’t leave.” Mika called out, hand outstretched as if he could reach for the lovely creature and bring him back.

For a moment, the water was still and Mika thought, with a sinking heart, that he had frightened him enough to depart. Until a small splash from behind a few rocks indicated his presence. Hesitantly, Mika carefully rose to his feet and made his way over.

A green eye peeked from the side of the rock and when he saw Mika approaching, the creature immediately hid himself again.

“It’s okay, I won’t do anything to you.” Mika placated, hoping his voice was soft enough to lure him out. “I just wanted to thank you. You’re the one who saved me right?”

Another bout of silence until a small, “Yes.” was heard. Mika’s hesitant smile turned into a full fledge grin as he moved around the rock to face the mermaid once more. 

He really was a marvel to behold, he thought, eyes sparkling with the revelation that such creatures really do exist…Mika wanted to express his gratitude to the mermaid as much as he could. 

“My name’s Mika. What’s yours?” 

“…Yuu.”

HIs expression softened, pressing a hand against the boulder as he slowly crept closer. “Hi, Yuu. Where do you come from?” 

Seeming to figure that Mika was harmless, Yuu stayed in place as he answered, “Under the sea, with the rest of my family. How about you?”

“I live…” Suddenly, Mika realized he didn’t quite know where he was and he looked up, glancing at his surroundings. Fortunately, he didn’t have to worry at all. This was the only land closest to where his ship wrecked which was also the land of his birth so it was the only likely place Yuu must have brought him to. 

Turning to look back at the curious mermaid, Mika pointed at the castle high above the hills and buildings over the land, “There. That’s my home. Thank you for bringing me safely to it. 

“You’re welcome.” Yuu shrugged, even as cheeks lightly dusted with pink. 

“Hey, I…uh,” Wanting to please the mermaid, Mika struggled with his next words, “Do you…want anything? As a gift?”

“A gift? What for?” Even though he questioned it, Yuu’s emerald eyes sparkled with interest. Mika grinned and leaned closer to the beautiful creature. 

“For saving me, of course! A prince can’t let his savior go without giving him something in return for his kindness.” 

“You’re a prince?!” Yuu squeaked, straightening his posture a little. He looked surprised but didn’t seem to take the news as badly as Mika thought. “I can’t possibly want take anything from you.”

“It won’t be taking if I’m offering it to you, Yuu-chan.”

The endearing nickname didn’t go unnoticed by the creature as the redness in his cheeks increased, causing Mika to smile more at the cute display. He wished he could bring Yuu home with him and show him to his family. They’d most likely adore him as much as Mika did already for him. 

The mermaid took a moment to think about it and the prince used this time to inspect Yuu more closely. His eyelashes were something that instantly caught his attention, they were thick and long, fluttering against Yuu’s cheeks every time he blinked. Mika also liked admiring the curve of his neck and the dip of collarbones and the way his skin changed from flesh to green, gleaming scales. He was so fascinated, Mika didn’t catch Yuu calling him until he was up in his face.

“Mika?”

“Oh! Sorry, yes?” 

“If it’s alright with you, can I…” Yuu bit his lip before he confidently said, “can I have more of your time to spend with me here?” 

Mika’s eyebrows rose. He hadn’t expected that but he didn’t hate it either. Actually, he was pleasantly surprised to realize that Yuu liked him enough to want to spend more time with him. 

He nodded his head enthusiastically, already excited to know more about Yuu-chan in the future. “You’re more than welcome to, Yuu-chan. It’s the best I could do for you.”

And then Mika was almost blinded. The smile radiating from Yuu caused his heart to nearly stop beating inside his chest, knowing that Mika was the one reason for it. Something hot ran across the bridge of nose as he realized that he was the one blushing now. 

“Thank you, Mika! I…I want to get to know more about you…humans.” Yuu’s fascination was evident in his tone and Mika almost wanted to laugh. Yuu the was more fascinating one out of the two of them but he would indulge the mermaid as much as he wanted to.

Suddenly, Yuu perked up and looked towards the horizon to see the sun already beginning to set. He faced Mika again, but this time with a regretful look that pulled at Mika’s heartstrings.

“I have to go. They’ll be looking for me.”

“Alright. I understand.” Mika’s smile turned sad as he watched the figure of the mermaid beginning to swim away from him, waving goodbye with a small wiggle of his fingers. The prince did the same, something in him wanting to call the mermaid back before he no longer saw him again. 

“When can I see you again?” The words tumbled out before he could stop them. But his forlorn expression must have impacted the mermaid who had turned at his voice and Yuu surprisingly swam back to him. For some reason, they stood even closer than before, faces only mere inches apart. 

Mika didn’t understand but he opened his mouth to ask again when Yuu suddenly cupped his cheeks. 

Without saying anything, Yuu leaned forward, eyes slowly closing shut with every distance covered. Mika barely had time to react before his lips were captured by soft, wet ones, perfectly melding their mouths together. Yuu tasted like sea salt and a little bit of seaweed but the prince found that he wasn’t bothered by it in the slightest. He felt tingles run down his spine as Mika savoured the sweet feeling of Yuu against him, his owns hands settling on the curve of Yuu’s hips. He didn’t think the lovely creature would allow him such a wonderful opportunity and Mika wondered if he could do this forever, living in an embrace of a mermaid. In fact, he chased after Yuu’s lips when the mermaid finally pulled away. 

“You’re connected to me now.” Yuu simply said, smile still endearingly cute as he brushed their foreheads together. “We’ll know when either of us are in this area so that we’ll get to meet each other every time.”

Mika had never believed in magic before but he hadn’t think mermaids existed either so he trusted every word Yuu said.

“Okay, I’ll be here waiting for you, Yuu-chan.”

“Until we see each other again, Mika.”

[prompts are no longer being accepted. thank you.]

I wish I could tell you-

…that home was never a place for me. It was your arms, your warmth and the laughter and softness in your eyes when you looked at me.

…that you were always enough. Enough for your people, enough for your family, enough for me – we never wished you had been different. You were perfect, with all your imperfections.

…that you were beautiful. It was the gray in your hair and the scars on your body; the hum of your voice and your laughter in the air; the touch of your fingers and gentleness of your lips.

…that you were powerful beyond imagining. Your embrace could soothe the demons inside; your voice could conjure stories of ages long past. Fighting those demons together made us stronger and although they never left, they became easier to bear.

…that you were always worthy. No one ever doubted you as much as you doubted yourself and you did better by us than you ever thought you did. You were good. You were worthy.

…that I will never forget. This I swear – as long as I live, they will know. They will know about the king they lost, the friend, the uncle, the brother. And in thousands of years they will still speak your name as a ward against the shadow and there will be nothing left but love.

This I swear.

Malec Week: Missing Scene

“Stay for just one more drink, and then decide,” Magnus asked, fixing Alec with that look that made his heart slam up into his throat.

Alec felt the smile creeping onto his lips, his stomach squirming like it was full of birds, that any second they would lift him off his feet. He took the glass in his hand again. Magnus’s smile grew wider. Alec took a drink; the strong liquor seemed to bolster his courage even as it burned his throat.

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anonymous asked:

Eeeh..New prompts!! Could you write 23 with Raph saying it to Leo?

Concern Meme
23: ‘I’m right here, I promise. I’m not going anywhere.’
concern meme prompts are closed.

(tmnt/stranger things au tag)


“Donnie? It’s April,” the choked, frightened voice said over the phone. “I’m so sorry to call you like this, but – is Raph there? It’s just – it’s Leo, he, um – he…” 

And Don was a livewire, grabbing his keys and his jacket and barking at Raph to get in the car, peeling down the drive back into town. 

“What did she say? What happened?” Raph kept asking, and Donnie kept saying, “I don’t know, she was scared, I don’t know.” 

It was stupid to leave him. It was stupid. Leo had a history of doing really dumb, really reckless things when he thought it might help. His house was empty, his father out with Leatherhead, combing the state of Indiana for any hint, any clue, any shred of Michelangelo, and Leo was all by himself in that huge house, with no one to stop him from cooking up some crazy scheme. 

Because Raph left him alone, because of a stupid argument about a little girl.

“She’s gone,” was all Donnie said earlier that night, when he found Raph waiting for him on his front porch. There was something aged and brittle in his face, something two seconds away from folding into grief and despair, and he was still strong enough to hook a hand under Raph’s arm and guide him inside. He was only a year older, but he had a way of making Raph feel half his age.

“Leo went home,” he added, under the warm overhead lamp in the kitchen and the tangled strings of glowing Christmas lights across the ceiling; cleaning the bloody bump on the back of Raph’s head with the same steady hands that held Mikey’s when they crossed the street, and stuck bandaids on skinned knees. “He wanted me to tell you he’s sorry about what she did.”

“Good riddance,” Raph had muttered, and wasn’t sure if he meant Leo or Eleven. 

Or Karai, as Leo was calling her now. A name she picked for herself after hours of playing Go and Karuta and all the other games Leo could dig up out of the comfortable basement he was hiding her in. ‘She really likes Go,’ Leo had said, face shining with fondness for the child they’d found barefoot in the woods and (for whatever stupid reason) brought home. ‘She beats me every time we play now.’ 

Raph had snapped something cruel about playing when they should have been finding Mikey; cruel, because it cut even Donatello, who had sat with Karai – Eleven – and patiently taught her how compasses work, and how to get a good signal on the walkie-talkies, and smiled when she did, like a knee-jerk reaction. Cruel, because Leo poured every ounce of himself into this hunt for Donnie’s baby brother, and Leo was the one who urged his father to keep looking, somehow convincing the chief of police that there was something more here than a little boy who didn’t come home. Leo who gave everything and somehow had more to give – Raph knew the time he spent with Eleven was time the rest of them spent sleeping, and Raph had to be an asshole anyway. 

“You know it was an accident, don’t you?” Donnie had said sometime later, sitting in the semi-darkness of the living room with a naked lamp in one hand and a small axe in the other. It didn’t make as strange a picture as it would have two weeks ago, and Raph wondered at the state of their lives for a moment. “You and Leo were arguing, and Karai got scared.”

Which wasn’t a mental image Raph wanted. The poor kid in her borrowed pink dress and borrowed jacket, hair shaved to her scalp and circles under her eyes, crying because Raph was loud and mean and taking his frustration out on Leo, of all people, because Leo was such a convenient scapegoat. Reacting out of violent desperation to make them stop, throwing Raph halfway across the junkyard with her mind, hard enough that the world went black when his head connected with something solid and he could feel the warmth of blood on the back of his neck. 

And that had been Leo’s fault, too. 

“She was probably terrified of going back to that place,” Donnie had said, minutes before April’s phone call, the voice of reason even when his life was bleak and his brother was gone. “It’s probably really dangerous. She’s just a kid, she was just trying to protect us.” 

“I know,” Raph had grudgingly allowed, because as easy as it was to lash out at Leo, it was impossible for him to make a target out of Don, he’d rather chew off his arm. 

(And maybe also, a little bit, because he knew Donnie was right.)

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anonymous asked:

You know what I really want? I really want some sort of fic-a-thon for the 2016 Olympics like there was in 2012. That was such a gift and I didn't realize how much I missed it until I kept seeing things and thinking 'I wanna prompt something about that'

Omg, so do I!!!!! Do other people want some sort of fic-a-thon as well?

The end is near

It seems that there is just one more chapter to go before one of my favorite fics, She Who Would be Queen  by the wonderful  @mygrandmathinksimsassy is done, so I wanted to pay it a little tribute, hope you like it!

Now, what am I going to do with all the unfinished versions of this? It’s not even funny, this is the freaking seventh version and I’m still all, letters or no letters? and what did I do with that hair? Is this the best version to post? I need a less obsesive mind, dammit

anonymous asked:

jayji got any fic recommendations?

# POSTED 8/4/2016
I have had this in my askbox for awhile, and I apologize for the delay. I do have plenty since I have some AWFUL insomnia, reading fanfiction is like my GO to thing to do when I am trying to sleep. My list is OBVIOUSLY opinion based and will have a variety of triggers. The main ship on this will be Nozomi x Eli as that is my OTP.  

** = HIGHLY RECOMMENDED. GEM. PLEASE READ. HYENA APPROVED 
* = RECOMMENDED. 
! = WORTH A READ IF YOU HAVE TIME 

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Olicity fanfic: on the edge (of the devil’s backbone), Chapter 9

Word count: 3,099
Rating: Mature
Summary: Oliver’s obsessed with finding the mole, but Felicity’s worried less about her cover and more about his humanity.

Read on: AO3 | ff.net


Chapter 9

The next day at QC was one of the hardest Oliver had ever endured. He hadn’t gotten any sleep the night before, and his brain was supposed to be on QC business, but he found it often wandering far away from QC business, instead dwelling on Bratva business.

By the time he returned from the investor’s luncheon, he was exhausted. And it was only one o’clock.

Felicity walked into his office a few minutes after he got back. Without looking up, he said, “Go ahead and leave the coffee with the TIF forms. Thanks, Felicity.”

“No.”

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The Internet Discourse of Athena 2k16- The Conclusion

Well, it’s kind of official now???? I’m not going to have internet access until I move out of my house and into the dorms next month on the 16th. Luckily, I should have more data to use on the 2nd, so I’ll pop in then! Tumblr sucks everything up lmao and I gotta conserve these bits I have. But, I did want to let you all know, if anyone was wondering what’s going on. Maybe you never noticed, but now you know I’m still alive. So, until the 2nd, I don’t think I’ll be around at all. Consider it a brief hiatus due to lack of internet??? Yeah, that works!

So, until I return, take these reminders:
- Ryuzaki is fake as fuck
- Misa Amane is my lovely wife. I love her
- Light’s a little bitch and I’ll fucking kick his ass one day
- Both Naomi and Wedy would kill me in a fight and I love them for it
- Watari gives Soichiro three scoops of ice cream and everyone else gets two. Why?
- L is a fugly slut and cannot be trusted
- and by fugly slut I mean arrogant bastard
- Ryuzaki is still fake. Don’t believe the hype
- BB is the edge lord 5000 of Death Note
- All of the characters have flaws. Do not believe the hype
- Light did a lot of things wrong
- So did L
- I hate all of them
- Ryuzaki is a lie. I stand by it.
- #expose him 2k16
- idk believe in yourself?
- have a good day!

i remember good classics like deus ex, i’ll be, i never read it but i remember people loving the bench fic, oh there was one where quinn was some mountain expert and rachel was like tf, oh and I can’t foget that I won and own a physical copy of Better Run, Outrun My Gun the zombie epic