probably what happened
  • luke:calum we can't make out i'm sick
  • calum, staring into the distance:i would take a thousand colds if it meant i got just one kiss from you
  • luke:bro...
Why (part two)

Here’s the second part of ‘Why’! I just gotta say, thank you from the bottom of my heart for 3k followers it means so much to me how many of you guys support me. This chapter is dedicated to all my internet friends who I really don’t know what I’d do without them. Thank you guys for always being there for me and I love you all.

Setting: Long-Distance AU

Pairings: NaLu, Gruvia, Gajevy, Jerza and all the BROTPS in between.

Read part one here

Summary: Everything was so surreal now for Lucy. She overcame hardships and met her best friend, Natsu. After a year in college, Lucy decides it’s time to meet the rest of the gang, because after all, internet friends are just as great as real friends.

Italic: Skype Messages

Bold: Text Messages

Lucy: Hey everyone!!

Natsu: Hey Luce

Levy: Hi Lu-chan!!

Lucy stared longingly at her computer, a sigh coming out of her pink lips. The first year of college had been a success, for both Natsu and herself. Lucy smiled at the thought of the past year, her and Natsu had practically been inseparable. Even with all the acquaintances they made, they still managed to include each other in their lives everyday. For the holidays, Natsu traveled back to his hometown while Lucy made the two hour trip back to her estate. Even with all the crazy schedules, they still managed to get a lot of alone time together. The corner of Lucy’s lips turned upward in a smile.

There was nothing she’d rather do than to be with Natsu.

Gray: Oi Flame Breath! How’s it feel to be away from Lucy?

Natsu: It sucks. I miss holding her already :(

Gray: Gross! Keep it PG in here since your sisters in here!!

Natsu: Whoops, sorry Wendy!

Wendy: It’s okay.

Natsu: Well, its not like I’m gonna be here for long anyways. Luce, Jude and I are going to look at apartments for me and Luce.

Levy: You two are moving in together?!?!?!!

Lucy groaned, sliding a hand down her face.

Juvia: Gray-sama! Lets move in together!!

Gray: No! … Not yet anyways.

Lucy: Natsu! It was suppose to be a surprise!

Natsu: Sorry Lucy! I’m just excited about it’s all.

Lucy’s slight anger dissipated quickly after what Natsu had said. Man, did she love this idiot.

Erza: I believe there are more serious matters to be discussed.

Levy: What can be more important than Natsu and Lu-chan moving in together?!?

Erza: Have you all forgotten about our plans to meet up in a few weeks?

Lucy: How could we forget?

Lucy became more excited with each passing day. She was finally going to meet the people who she’d considered her best friends for four years. Lucy heard her phone vibrate on the desk next to her.

Gajeel: Can we do a call or somethin’ to talk bout it? All this damn beepin’ is making my brain hurt.

Natsu: What brain?

Gajeel: Fuck off Salamander, you’re just jealous that my brain is bigger than yours.

Lucy: Language! Wendy’s in here!

Gajeel: Hmmph.

Erza: All of you need to shut your damn mouths, but I do agree talking in a call will be easier.

Natsu: Okay I’ll start it!

Not a second later, the pop-up for the Skype call popped up. She reached for her headphones, plugging them into her laptop before pressing answer.


“Hey Luce!” She heard Natsu greet, a smile was instantly on her lips.

“Hello Natsu.”

“Please keep it PG.” Gray’s voice said as he answered the call.

“Oh shut up Popsicle. You’re just jealous.”

“Jealous of what? I got Juvia.”

“Ahh Gray-sama!”

“Smooth move exhibitionist.” Natsu snickered.


“Gray, Natsu. Shut. Up.”

Natsu and Gray shivered in fear as they heard Erza’s commanding voice over their speakers. “Y-Yes ma’am…”

“Hi everyone!” Levy’s sweet voice chirped in.

“Hey Levy-chan!” Lucy greeted. “Now who are we waiting on?”

“Well, Igneel wants me to meet you all first before I bring Wendy along. So, just lug-nut.”

“Who you callin’ lug-nut?”

“Whoop there he is.” Gray announced making everyone laugh in the chat.

“Hey Erza,” Levy questioned. “Where’s Jellal at?”

“His family is in town, so hes spending the day with them. I’ll inform him later.”

The chat fell into pointless chatter and Lucy just decided to listen to it rather than talk. The vibrating of her cell phone brought her out of her thoughts.

Jude: Lucy, the business meeting I’m attending is running a bit late. I thought I would just let you know. Love, Dad.

“What was that? Sounded like a buzzing sound.” Natsu questioned.

Lucy smiled at her dad’s text message before talking in the chat. “Oh sorry that was me, my dad told me his meeting was running late tonight.”

“Aww, so you’re going to be alone? Wish I could be there to keep you company.” Lucy smiled at Natsu’s sincerity.

“You’ll be here soon enough.”

“Your guys lovey-dovey shit is making me sick.” Gajeel’s gruff voice sounded out while Gray was making vomiting noises.

“You dicks are just jealous.” Natsu muttered out, his face reddening the sweetness he tried to hide from his friends. Out of respect for his girlfriend being a closet romantic, he only showed his affection for Lucy privately. He guessed after a year of not having to hide those said affections it just kind of slipped out.

“We got girls too Salamander.”

“Yeah, but you haven’t even met Levy yet.”

“Yet.” Gajeel said sharply. “Say that to my face in a few weeks.”

“All you will have is a few weeks to live if you don’t stop your fighting.” Erza said in a dominating voice that shut up the three bickering boys. “Anyway, I was just confirming the plans. We are meeting in Crocus correct?”

“Yup!” Levy said excitedly. “And since Natsu and Gajeel have motion sickness, the amusement part is out. But, it’s Crocus! Theres so much to do in that town.”

“Right. I did the liberty of reserving the hotel rooms for the week. Girls shall stay with girls while boys stay with boys.”

“WHAT!” Natsu, Gray and Gajeel screamed in unison.

“Do you WANT us to kill each other Erza?!?” Natsu shouted.

“I agree with Natsu for once. Did you even consider the possibilities of what could happen?!”

“You really are the redhead she-devil.” Gajeel stated more calmly than Natsu or Gray. Erza felt her temper flare.

“Thats ENOUGH!” She roared, earning squeals of fear from the three males. “Our hotel rooms are right next to each other, and if anything does go wrong… you won’t be the ones killing each other.”

The three males audibly gulped, making their three girlfriends sweat drop at them.

“You three are something else.” Levy mumbled. “But yeah Erza, sounds like a plan to me! We just need to research some things to do so were not all cooped up together.”

“Agreed. The Grand Magic Show is in town, would any of you be interested in seeing that?” Erza asked.

“The circus is in town?! I’m so in! I love the fire act.” Natsu commented with enthusiasm. He wished he was able to do things with fire like actors did.

“Of course you would you pyro.” Gray sighed out. “But sure, it’ll give us something to do.”

After everyone else in the group agreed, they started to discuss other ideas of what to do. The girls suggested going shopping while the boys suggested going to watch sports. After a few hours of discussion, the group had their plans in place.

“Excellent.” Erza stated in satisfaction. “So, circus, sports, shopping, sightseeing, the beach and going to see a concert. I will go tell Jellal, I shall talk you all later.”

“Yeah, its late here. Goodnight everyone!” Levy hung up the phone. Soon followed Gajeel and Juvia until there was only Natsu, Lucy and Gray left.

“I’m out too, I don’t wanna hear you guys be all lovey dovey.” He instantly clicked the hang up button leaving the couple by themselves.

“Well then.” Natsu said after Gray left. “Guess its just us.”

“Yep.” Lucy replied awkwardly. “Can you believe it though? First it was us, now everyones meeting.”

“I know, it's… great.” Hearing Natsu’s voice swell with emotion brought a smile to Lucy’s face. She knew Natsu would never admit it to anyone but herself, but Natsu was thankful for their small group. After Zeref’s death, they were there to help him cope with the incident after the period where he isolated himself. He owed his life to their friends, as she did hers.

“It’ll be nice to actually have friends for a change.”

“What about everyone we met at college?” Lucy rolled her eyes.

“You know what I mean… having true friends.”

Hearing Natsu chuckle relaxed Lucy’s nerves a bit. “I gotcha Luce. Yeah, I wish all my friends were like internet friends. They’re the best.”

Lucy smiled. “Yeah, people over the internet sure are the best.”


“Attention passengers this is your captain speaking. Please fasten your seatbelts as we’re about to land.” The planes captain announced over the intercom. Lucy buckled her seatbelt just like she was told. Her heartbeat was rapid. In just a few minutes she was going to meet all her friends for the first time. That, and she got to see Natsu again. Her smile turned giddy at the thought.

She felt the wheels hit the runway, signaling that the plane had landed. After the pilot said that they may exit the plane, Lucy stood up and grabbed her luggage for the week.She knew she was the last one of eight to arrive since her plane was delayed due to weather. Baggage gripped tightly in her hand, she started to walk off the plane.

Once off, she looked around to spot any sign of pink, blue, red or black hair. She didn’t see any, but heard a disturbance.

“Where’s Luce at!” Natsu whined out to the group.

“She’ll be here soon Flame Brain, stop your whining.”

“What’d you say to me?!”

“You heard me!” Natsu and Gray butted heads. But soon they were torn apart by Erza’s strong grip.

“Behave yourselves or I will make you cry like children.”

“Yes ma’am…”

“You guys are already fighting?” Lucy spoke up in an amused tone. They all turned to look at the blonde who just made her presence known.


“L-Lu-chan!” Levy stuttered tears streaming down her cheeks. Lucy felt tears burn her eyes as well.

“Levy-chan!” Lucy shouted back before embracing the petite woman. “I can’t believe I’m finally meeting you.”

“Me neither.” The bluenette sniffed pulling away from the embrace. “You brought your books right? We’re gonna have a book night for sure!”

“Boring.” Gajeel groaned out to the two bookworms. Levy walked back over to her boyfriend.

“Oh hush, you’re just mad I’m going to spend a day just reading with my best friend.” Gajeel rolled his eyes, throwing a shoulder round his short girlfriend.


Lucy looked at all her friends, disbelief rushing through her veins. She watched as Gajeel pulled Levy closer so she was flush by his side. Juvia clung onto Gray’s arm like a second skin, but the ink-haired boy didn’t seem to mind that much. Also, he watched as Jellal and Erza had their fingers intertwined together. They were all smiling at her, the overwhelming feeling of contentment rushed over Lucy. She watched as her own boyfriend walked up to her, stretching out his hand to her.

“Come on Lucy, a new adventure awaits.” He said with his infamous grin. Lucy’s lips stretched so wide, her cheeks started to her. Everything was so perfect in her life at this very moment. Her family life, her friends, her boyfriend… everything. The emotion she felt was so strong, tears of joy began to slide down her pale cheeks.


She took Natsu’s hand as he began to lead the girl away, onto a new life and adventure with her best friends she had met over the internet.

When You Were Gone

Natsu and Lucy have been a unit since they met. It came as no surprise when one couldn’t function without the support of the other.

He couldn’t breathe. His breath was caught in his lungs and everything was crashing down around him. His world narrowed to a single point. He couldn’t move, couldn’t think as he stared at her. His mind couldn’t process what he was seeing. It couldn’t be real. There was too much blood, she was much too still.

He stumbled towards her. His tired legs gave out beneath him. So he crawled the remaining distance to her side.

She still hadn’t moved. He could vaguely hear shouts and screams all around him, but his ears were ringing. It was like everything was just beyond the edge of his senses.

Everything except how still her chest was.

A sob broke from his lips as he reached her. His hands were shaking uncontrollably.

That was different. He always had control of himself. His body was the tool he used to wield his magic and he had trained himself to have complete control. His power was too much for anything less.

But that was only a fleeting thought. There was no room in his mind for anything but her and how unnaturally pale her skin was.

His entire body shuddered as his fingers touched her cheek. Her skin was cold. He didn’t have much experience with cold. Sure, he was aware of changes in temperature, but they didn’t have much of an effect him. The chill of her skin was the coldest thing he had ever felt, and it seemed to spread from her to him, numbing his fingers, then his hand, creeping up his arm as he brushed a lock of hair out of her face.

It was wrong, he mused, as he pulled her into his lap. She was always warm. She hated being cold, even though it was inevitable that she would get chilly from time to time, given the clothes she loved to wear. He had always secretly enjoyed how she would walk closer to him when it was windy. He loved to tease her, pretended it was a chore, but he relished those times when he had an excuse to wrap an arm around her shoulders. If she was cold, well, he had plenty of heat to share.

But this time was different. The thought beat in his mind, that this wasn’t a chill that he could banish with a hug and laugh.

His heart stopped once she was in his arms, once he could see her face. It was wrong.

Her eyes were all wrong. Normally, he couldn’t find the words to describe the deep rich brown of her eyes, but he had no trouble now.

Dull, staring, unseeing. Lifeless. He tried to pretend she was staring off into the distance, gazing at something behind him, and when he said her name she would blink and return her focus to him.

But she didn’t. So he choked out her name again and gently shook her, desperately hoping she would come back.

Violent tremors shook through him as her face turned away from his, that awful gaze directed at nothing.

He finally noticed the tears steaming off his cheeks as his temperature rose higher and higher. He gently laid her back on the ground, setting her down softly and straightening her clothes, ignoring the ugly gashes in her side that were still leaking blood. Ignoring that his skin and clothes were covered with it. And none of it was his.

The calm before the storm. He had heard her use that phrase before, when she was brainstorming for her writing out loud, and he was quite certain it applied now. He was calm, feeling the heat burn hotter and hotter in his blood. He stood up and took several steps away from her, so she wouldn’t be caught in the blast when the fire manifested on his skin.

He scanned the battle field, eyes sharp and alert. But he knew they looked like hers. Not quite unseeing yet, but dull, no emotions but grief and agony left in him.

He locked onto a man wearing gloves fit with iron claws. He stared, and he saw the dark runes carved into the metal, the keen edge of the blades. The bright blood coating the man’s hands.

The fire was tight under his skin and he struggled to control it. He took one step toward his opponent, then another, and another, until he was closing the distance between them in an easy lope.

He heard the horrified shouts and agonized cries behind him as some of his teammates discovered his cold partner on the ground. His heart was torn further apart with every step he took away from her.

He was fighting the fire now, something he hadn’t done since he was very young and first learning the art of the flame. His pulse beat loudly in his ears, drowning out every other sound as he stepped towards the man who had just destroyed his life with a single blow of rotten magic.

His adversary turned and glanced at him. All thoughts suddenly cleared from his mind. Everything was simple. He could hear shouts coming from behind him as his teammates finally noticed him. But it didn’t matter. 

Fire erupted from his skin, flickering with the tempo of his racing pulse.

The storm broke.

Man oh man. This is the first thing I’ve posted in over a year and it’s angst. I’m ecstatic right now. This is great :D

The morning after the party had been awful. He had a massive headache from his hangover, but he remembered everything. He still felt that hurt, that rage, that need to put an end to Xander Pucey – and it was terrifying. He barely spoke to anyone. If anyone did, he was short and angry with them. He didn’t have the capacity to feel bad. In fact, he didn’t bother going to classes. He skipped all of his lessons, trying to find anywhere to hide. He didn’t eat throughout the day just so he could avoid Alice in any way. But after the class periods were over, he sat out next to the stone ridge next to the Dark Forest, hearing boisterous talking in the distance but otherwise nothing. It was quiet. He stared off, anguish and depression etched into his exhausted face. It wasn’t for almost an hour of solitude that he heard someone coming up behind him, and he tensed.

anonymous asked:

Headcanons if some meanie attacked or hit Italy?

b R O

Italy isn’t as badass as he used to be (Around the 15th century Venice as a state was picking a lot of fights) in fact, he wants to stay out of trouble as much as he can. 

Although a hit to the face probably won’t face him that much he would be shocked and probably just shut down entirely (Staring into the distance and not saying much) 




Germany is very serious with protecting Italy and making sure he’s safe. Italy is his first best friend, Italy changed his life for the better, and in this case Italy is his boyfriend. 


punnifullife asked:

let's roleplay: Terry sat in the office, gazing off in the distance, when, suddenly, out from the door came a large and handsome ogre. Terry felt his face flush as he stammered, "w-who are you?"

The ogre was tall, his stature prideful as he looked down onto the flustered man. His ogre stench was strong, just like his own personality as his cheeks beamed the flush of green. The monster came closer, kneeling down to stare into Terry’s eyes, the dark-chocolate depths from which showed nothing but fear…and desire. His green hand reached out to the man, tilting his chin up as he inspected his blushing expression thoroughly, a shiver trailing down Terry’s spine upon catching the dark whiff of onion and mud. There was a husky chuckle from the ogre at this reaction, his hand dropping as he scratched the back of his fat, bulbous neck. He slowly licked his lips, his eyes scanning down the British man, a lustful glint in his gaze.

“Shrek. The name’s Shrek.”

Oh my god. 

I am not equipped to deal with this page. 


So, Fai. He gets praised for his cooking and his response is to STARE WISTFULLY OFF INTO THE DISTANCE AND THINK ABOUT KUROGANE. 



And then Kurogane, where like. It’s implied that someone could potentially be talking about him (and like, this is Mokona. Mokona will just say things) AND IMMEDIATELY HE BLAMES FAI. 

STOP IT YOU TWO. I AM NOT READY FOR THIS. But also never actually stop. 

Let’s not even go into the fact that whichever universal principle it is that governs the “when someone talks about you, you sneeze” rule has openly accepted that Kurogane is named “Big Puppy” now. That’s just your name now, Kurogane. It’s legal. Even the laws of the universe agree on this. 

I am dying for the day where they run into some badass characters who knows of their reputation from Outo and is just immediately like “Ah yes! Big Puppy-san. I have heard so much about you.” And Kurogane just breaks down screaming. 







Certain Feelings for Certain People

Cas x Reader

Summary: Cas and reader go on a case together and Castiel ends up telling the reader about his feelings.

A/N: I hope you guys like it! It’s short and probably not that good, but I needed to get something out before Bobby’s House part 2. Send me some feedback! Thank you so much!

Sitting down in your designated chair, you gaze off and stare into the blue eyes that belonged to the man you loved, Castiel. He had just entered the room, looking through various books. Dean slid a plate with a burger in front of you.

“You alright there (Y/N)?” Dean spoke as he waved his hand in front of you. Snapping out of your trance, you looked at him and nodded, then down at the burger and began to eat. Sam smirked off in the distance.

Both of the Winchester’s knew you loved Castiel. Sam liked to talk to you about it, and Dean just joked about it and made gestures at Cas that he didn’t understand.

Cas looked over at you, hearing Dean talk to you and Sam smirk. His eyes locked onto yours, but you broke off feeling a blush creep on your face.

He cleared his throat and squinted his eyes, “I found a case up in northern Utah. I think it is a rouge angel, but I am not certain. I would like your help, (Y/N).”

You nearly spit out your food, but you somehow managed to keep it in. Dean and Sam tried to contain their laughter, but failed miserably.

“Is everything okay (Y/N)? Your face is red?” You looked down quickly and the Winchester’s continued their laughter.

“I’m fine Cas. Let me finish my food and pack, then we can leave.” Quickly, you grabbed your plate and ran off to your room.

Somewhat ten minutes later you were in the car with Castiel.

“Are you ready?” He questioned, eyes full of concern. You nodded your head and the journey began.

As you drove to Utah, Cas constantly asked you random questions like, “Why is the word spooky altered to ‘spoopy’?”, and so forth. There was one question that you did find odd.

Both of you were at a restaurant, ordering food when Cas asked, “Why does your heart rate pick up when I look at you Y/N? Is something wrong?” Blood rushed to your cheeks and you put your head down.

“I’m fine Cas. It’s nothing.”

The rest of the trip was smooth sailing. Occasionally a detour would have to made, but nothing you both couldn’t handle.

Two days of research and interogation took place before Cas located the angel. Throughout those days, though, Cas glanced at you more and more.

The rouge angel was nothing compared to its brothers and sisters. You and Castiel took no time at all the rid of the berserk angel.

Once again, Cas kept looking at you, but finally said something.

“Y/N?” He tilted his head and squinted his eyes.

“Hmm?” Was the only response you could get out as you packed your belongings.

“Why does my vessel become awkward around you? His heart rate picks up, as yours does, and he doesn’t seem to think properly.” Jaw hanging open, you slowly turned around to face him.

“Umm, what your vessel is feeling usually happens when you develop certain feelings for certain people.” He advanced, and stood almost to where your bodies touched.

“What kind of feeling is this?” A blue sky was all you could see as you stared into his eyes.

“The feeling is passion. Love.” A silent breathe escaped your mouth before Cas dipped his head down and took his lips into yours. It was simple and only lasted a few seconds, but it was more than amazing and glorious. It was indescribable.

“I like that feeling very much Y/N. I would like to continue this.” Your whole face was now red.

what-matters-is-i-helped started following you || Unusual Spirits


Bel found herself staring at the spirit that took the form of a young boy. It was a spirit, but it wasn’t just that. It was… unique. She watched from a distance as it went about it’s job. Healing the hurts of people from the shadows. She had quickly come to the decision to talk to this unique spirit. She had wanted to learn more about him. She quickly walked towards him, hoping to grab his attention before he disappeared as he was prone to do, Bel decided to call out to him, not really caring that people saw her yelling at thin air.

“Hello! Sprit! Please wait a moment, I’d like to speak with you if you don’t mind.”

Nobody-Part 2

When I woke up Chad was knocking on my door and I grabbed my stuff after changing into sweats and piled into the filled van as everyone turned silent. I was just waiting for the insults but i decided to surprise them and put in my ear buds as I sat by myself. Everyone looked confused and Chad made his way back to me sitting next to me making me smile as he shook his head in disbelief and disappointment at everyone there.

I dozed off and fell asleep only to be woken and handed my ticket, as u go through routine airport security and got on along with first class with Chad. Usually Hayes sat with him and I think everyone noticed that I was distancing myself from them, they tried to be nice but I just stared out my window, hurt, alone, and scared. Chad handed me the set list and I wrote down all the songs I would do covers of, 7 things, Rolling in the Deep, New Bitch, Bring Me To Life, English Love Affair and finally Something in the Water. He was very surprised but I knew it was going to be my last and best show. As we were steady in the air I was services with a water and surprised when I received a text from Johnson.

J:you ok?

Y: yea why do you care though?

J:I’m sorry just forgive us. We’ve never seen you so broken.

Y:yea only Chad has seen the effects of what you all have done. You created me like this. I’m nothing. I’m nobody. Let’s just get this next show done.

I turned off my phone and I knew everyone was crowded around his phone but looked defeated. Good. They deserved that. I silently cried looking out the window but wiped them.

We had stopped at another airport and Chad was about to hand me the other first class ticket but I shook my head and he gave it to Carter. I sighed as Johnson came over and raised his hands. I flinched thinking he might hit me and he noticed as he shook his head and looked at me defeated and broken. I sighed as Johnson and I were given seats next to each other so i decided to talk to him.

When we boarded he let me have the window knowing that it calms me. “I’m sorry!” We both said at the same time and laughed, I finally had my first genuine laugh and cuddled up next to him. He was the second to last friend I lost and I loved this feeling, even if wasn’t forever. “I got a movie part.” I told him, letting him besides Chad and my best friend, Abigail, know first before anyone else. “You’re an actress? Since when?” I giggled at his cluelessness. “Since I decided I was done with….many things.” I sighed almost letting my truth of leaving Digi come out.

We talked for hours and he apologized many times but eventually landed much to my dismay. Luckily Johnson and I sat infront of the others so I knew they heard everything and giggled when JJ and I were best friends again. “Hey J?” I asked nervous. “What’s up buttercup?” I smiled remembering my best friend. “You don’t have a girl right?” He blush and scratched the back of his neck. “We’re good friends and all but I’m not into you….” I laughed sonars remembering his messy breakup last week with ‘the one’ and shook my head. “My best friend.” I giggled and he blushed as he remembered the fiery redhead he could never stop thinking about with big doe eyes that made him smile and weak in the knees. Even though JJ hurt me I wanted him happy, especially with Abigail. I tapped him as we walked out to Cleveland, signs everywhere along with one sign a very beautiful fiery redhead.

I ran to her giggling as Johnson waited and the most wonderful thing happened, he picked her up kissing her earning shouts from everyone and I smiled as I pulled her away. “You can eat each other later but I need I know what’s been happening and tell you some….interesting news.” We ran onto the bus taking the back so the boys were forced to be in the front.

“What’s happening?” She giggled and I smiled sadly and she stopped and hugged me knowing that smile. She whispered in my ear “your leaving aren’t you?” I nodded. “Leaving them.” I said even quieter. Unfortunately I should have known someone was listening. A bit with blonde locks and a love for a fiery redhead.

Strangers (Modern!AU) Part 9

Cullen/Female Lavellan
This part:
~ 4700 words, SFW

I need you to kiss me because of reasons. Modern!AU

Activist!Lavellan and Ex-Cop!Cullen fall in love and fight the establishment.

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Part 9: In which the truth comes out and plans are made.

Warning: Mentions of addiction and drug use. 

He didn’t know what he expected. Perhaps that she would recoil from him in fear or disgust. Or that she would run again. Grab her things and flee. He was ready for that as well. After everything, she deserved the truth - with all the horrible consequences if necessary.

But she did not run. She did not even move an inch, no further distance between them. She just turned her head and looked back out of window, her face unreadable. He could not look away, stared at her profile. Her straight nose, the delicate lines of the vallaslin on her cheeks. Even with the wound on her forehead and blood crusted in her hair, she was beautiful. He had not seen it before. Not like this, in such an abstract way.

He wanted to take her hand. He wanted her to look at him like she had before. With that inexplicable trust. With hope. But the truth hung in the air between them like a heavy palpable thing. Insurmountable and unavoidable.

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In search of answers 1

“What’s been up with Yemir lately?” Baozhai asked the small Mismagius as she stared off into the distance from the confines of the cabin porch. “She’s been acting more moody than usual. As if I haven’t enough trouble dealing with one Hal as it is, last thing I need is another one roaming around here.” The ancient ghost hummed with annoyance. The ghostly Gallade had been huddled near a tree for quite some time now. Sitting down, arms crossed around her legs with her chin placed upon on her knees. Yemir’s eyes were narrowed and heavy, a shroud of sorrow lingering over her face as she seemed distant, in thought.

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Day/Night 3

// Oh, nothing. Just the secret OTP gettin’ things done. //

// Trist and Yip are being dumb. Beware, Trist, Kalista will her her revenge… //

// Same. //

// LAUGHS. The Sej x Ashe shippers stare on in horror //

// Two ghosts, a barbarian, and LB tell ghost stories. Meanwhile, Satan dies quietly off in the distance. //

// Pull yourself together GEEZ //

// Nobody is surprised. //

Woo-Odin moment

I definitely had a “woo” moment this morning. A very large crow or I’d like to think it was possibly a raven appeared out of nowhere and perched itself on a corner of a house across from my car. It just stared at me and of course I just stared right back and smiled. It had such a weighted knowing gaze and all I could say is HAIL Óðinn!! At that moment, I felt the All-Father’s gaze upon me!

BTW every morning, I seem to always be greeted by two crows on my walk into work. I may not see them right away. But I hear the cawing in the distance. It just makes me smile.

Especially this morning, I can’t help but grin and chuckle to myself. At the same time, I feel a reverence and knowing that my Gods are near.

Hail Óðinn!

pilferingapples asked:

Oh well if you WANT all the questions!:D 15-21?


15. Favorite scene

QUEL. HORIZON. Also I like all the snippets about the Amis in the Musain just hanging out after their meetings are done. It’s shows a lot about the characters both as a group and individually… and helps characterize them in an everyday sort of setting (rather than their intros and on the barricade). Good for fic!

16. Least favorite scene

The scene when Marius was staring through the hole in the Gorbeau house while Valjean was captured lasted foreeeever.

17: Answered.

18. A favorite quote

…Quel Horizon. All of it. Also “There are people who observe the rules of honor as one observes the stars, from a great distance.” Let’s just cry and cry, shall we?

19. Funniest moment

Bossuet’s funeral oration of Blondeau. The whole chapter. “Oh hey, random stranger, I just got kicked out of law school because of you, THANKS FRIEND. Btw my name is full of puns and our teacher is awful so let’s pretend he’s dead so I can eulogize him. Oh, I guess my other friend is adopting you now even though I’m basically homeless, BYE!”

20. Hugo’s puns: hot or not?

Puns are never hot, but they can be pretty funny. In a groan-worthy sort of way!

21: Answered.

anonymous asked:

All I can imagine now is Harry going to an awards show or a party with his partner and them running him under the table or shooting each other smirks from across the room and subtle touches whenever they pass by one another but the don't really speak because this is all part of the foreplay and it really gets them going until it all culminates and they really cannot wait anymore so they have to leave early and I'm pretty sure the driver would be scarred by what they get up to in his car

you out to get me im gon pass out im meant to be going to sleep but now im just staring into the distance… i can see this, damn cocky bastards 

Weezer - Say It Ain't So
Music video by Weezer performing Say It Ain't So. (C) 2004 Geffen Records

When I was younger my Dad’s hands would randomly shake. “Mom, does Dad have Parkinson’s?” I asked one day. I ruled out Multiple Sclerosis since it seemed to occur more often in females. My mother just stared into the distance.

I asked her again a few years later, and her voice dropped. “Daddy has a problem.” She left it at that. Her pale, grayish-blue eyes were lined by raw, shrimp-pink eyelids. She looked that way for a while. Her smile always had some distance to it. 

College came, and the signs were more and more obvious. I went into the walk-in closet for socks, and found the white wine bottle from the kitchen next to the suits.

One month later, the proof was right in front of me: The Big Book. It looked like the law books in his office.

Embarrassment and shame brought him to meetings two counties over in order to ignore possible stigma. 

My father is a modern saint. He put all his kids through private school, embraces work with a smile, helps his community, and takes on the onus of others. I only wish I can take what he has done for me and return it for the better. He was always there for me to the best of his abilities, but I wish I could be there to help him.