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Dylan Larkin - I got in!

Originally posted by phillymyers

i found it!! it was about Larks trying to convince the reader not to join the army
Author’s Note: I am so sorry for the long wait for this one! @saad-sack :( But, I hope you like it!

This was not how you imagined this big life changing event to go. You pictured hugs, smiles, and motivational words. Yet, you got tears, screams and regret.

It wasn’t until the mid-afternoon  when you got the call. You were joining the army. You! It was a dream of yours since, you could remember. To be honest you weren’t even sure what sparked the dream. You did know that this was something you prepared yourself for since you were five.

It was the real deal when you start ROTC. You began in high school and sometime in college. You did everything you needed to do to make yourself mentally and physically ready for the army. When you felt the time was right you applied to the army. That was about two months ago and to be honest you were starting to worry that they didn’t want you. That all changed this afternoon. They wanted you. In three weeks you were going off to train.

You were dancing around the room, when Dylan got home. He couldn’t help but smile at your glee. He placed his bag down before slipping his shoes off and placing them by the door. He made his way over towards you and began dancing with you.

“Why, are we dancing?” He asked with a smile on his face.

“You ask after you join.” You giggled.

“Hey no one said I was smart.” He joked with a smile.

“I got in. I GOT IN!!!” You cheered dancing more.

“In?” He smiled

“The Army!” You smiled.

That’s when Dylan stopped dancing. You could tell by his face that he wasn’t okay. You stop jumping around and followed Dylan in your shared room. You waited for him to say something. Anything. He made his way into the bathroom, and slammed the door. What the hell was wrong with him you thought. You sighed before walking over to the door and knocked.

“Dyl, what’s wrong?” You said placing your ear on the door.

You heard the water turn on and you knew he was trying to ignore you. The question was why? Why, was your boyfriend of four years being such a child. You felt anger. This was a big step in your life. Very big, yet your boyfriend was acting like it was nothing. You knocked louder this time.

“What the fuck Dylan!” You yelled.

That’s when the bathroom door swung open, to reveal a red eye Dylan. You felt bad for yell. That was until he spoke.

“If you go, then we’re….then we’re done.” He spat.

“Fuck you.” You said, feeling tears prick at your eyes. “Fuck you.” You said again, before grabbing your shoes, and car keys.

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“Honey, I don’t get it. Why did he say that? Did you say something to him to make him think that.” You mom said handing you a cup of hot tea.

“Really, mom.” You said not looking up.

“I’m sorry. I just don’t get why he would say something like that. That’s not Dylan.” She said.

“I know it’s not. That’s why it hurts so much. If I go to in the Army I lose the love of my life. If I don’t go then, I just drop my dream.” You cried.

“I think that this moment right now is what you want. You want Dylan then fine. If you want to fulfill your long life dream then fine, but pick what you want. No matter how much it might hurt.” You mom said getting up from the chair.

“Thanks mom.” You smiled weakly. You heard a knock on the door.

“I’ll get it. It’s Marcy with my books.” You mom said walking away.

You took the time to pull out your phone. Nothing. No call. No texts. Nothing. It was like the last  four years meant nothing. That’s what hurt the most. He knew that this was your dream. He knew that you applied. Yet, he couldn’t just be happy for you.

“I’m sorry.” Dylan said from behind you. You turned to face him. “I was an ass. I shouldn’t have said what I said. It wasn’t right. This is your dream and I’ve always known that, but a part of me is scared. I don’t want to lose you. I might be strong, but the thought of losing you kills me. I still shouldn’t have acted the way I did. I’m really, really, really sorry.” He said.

You felt the stress from earlier wash away.
“I’m scared too. I’m going to be in different places and  have guns going off around me, but do you know what hold me together. “ You said walking towards him and taking his face in your hands. “You. So when you acted the way you did it killed me. I need you, just as much as you need me. I’m not going to say that our lives won’t be hell at times, because it will, but at the end of the day we have each other, right. And to me that’s all I need. “ You kissed his lips.

“I love you, Y/N. Can we go home and start all this over.” He smiled.

“You loved my moves that much.” You joked grabbing your stuff.

“There better than mine.” He giggled placing a kiss on your head.

“I love you Dylan, but don’t you ever freak me out like that again.”

“Deal. Now, let’s go home.”

-Julianne

anonymous asked:

2p italy is sitting in his droom, cleaning his knives. He has a smol child, wich is in the other room, she also didn't say her first words yet, Then he suddenly hears a cute loud voice saying "papa italia!" with a HEAVY italian accent. Suprise! His child just said her first word! How does he react?

The silver of the knife gleamed as Luciano rid of the crimson that contradicted against it. He sighed. That last mission with the mafia hadn’t gone just as he had planned. He’d gotten more blood on his hands than ever, since his little girl, (Name), had entered his life.

She worried him a bit. She was around a year and a half already, and although she’d already had her first steps, still had yet to say her first words. Luciano’s mind continued to wonder, where his thoughts led him up to his mind as he zoned off. All other noises were completely void from his hearing, until a loud and unfamiliar voice chirped up.

“Papa Italia!”

Luciano immediately excited his daze, and whipped his head around, as if searching for the source in the room. He was alone, except for (Name), so the only possible explanation was…

The Italian bolted straight up, the now perfectly clean knife on the floor as it clattered, running to the next room.

“Papa Italia! Papa Italia!” The voice continued to shout joyously as Luciano finally reached the room. He quickly opened the door, to find (Name) standing, holding onto the railing of her crib for support. She grinned at him, her few teeth showing a bit.

“Papa Italia!” She squealed, pointing her fingers at Luciano, before making grabby-hands. Luciano couldn’t stop the smile that surfaced on his face. He’d realized this many times before, but he’s changed with this girl. She’s made him go soft, in possibly the best way. It didn’t take a miracle, it didn’t take a special woman to become his wife, it didn’t take a drug.

All it took, was a precious, little girl named (Name).

And at this moment, it couldn’t have been more clear.

He made his way over to her as she continued her chant of “Papa Italia!” and pulled her up from the red crib into an embrace. (Name) almost immediately grabbed the tassel of his beret, chewing on it a bit. 

Although Luciano hadn’t realized it, he’d been crying. Because as much of a scary mafia boss he was, as terrifyingly bloodthirsty as he was, as strict as he was, as ill-tempered as he was, maybe, just maybe…he would let himself be weak, for his precious little girl.

For his dear, (Name).

@thecrowned-starprince oh my gosh I’m so so sorry by how late this is! I got distracted with school and homework and just–a LOT of things! I’m so so so sorry! I also lost this but, luckily managed to find it again just a few ago, I didn’t color him cause I was to worried by how freaking late this is! Again I’m SO SO sorry! /)^(. But this is Catcher! Still working on his last name and how to spell it right and all, but very much thanking you to requesting this and I just worded that weirdly. But yet again, thank you very much and I’m so so so so so sorry!

anonymous asked:

do you think in the mania au ending where pete falls into a coma that he would be different when he wakes up because of the piece of patrick that's inside him? like softer, maybe more similar to mania era pete irl, but still obviously struggling with his demons?

the piece of patrick’s soul holding pete’s together now isn’t significant enough in size or means to really change pete’s personality on its own, just enough to save his life. but he’d definitely wake up different in the aftermath as a result of his injuries and traumas from the final battle with the big bad.

it takes a full year for pete to wake up from his comatose and even then he’s only opening his eyes, moving his lower extremities, but no words yet. he suffers from muscle atrophy and severe weight decline to the point patrick when he sees him can’t help and wince thinking about how small he looks in comparison to before. it takes pete a whole additional 6 months just for his body to neutralize and accept patrick’s soul fragment to finally allow his injuries patrick indirectly caused in the final fight to start healing properly.

but pete does find some softness, something somber he’s not had the time or reason to really fall into. it’s not necessarily comforting when he’s so quiet – but he’s just looking to be physically around or touching someone just to alleviate the silence. he’s a douche but also a douche who doesn’t know soft fingertips very well on his stitch covered skin

and the connection to patrick for quite awhile makes him more compliant than usual, less argumentative beyond his notice because he’s so weak. he’d usually takes the time to be a pain in the ass but if patrick asks for something then pete’s unusually prompt in doing it for him, even if it’s just handing him something. and this is because patrick in saving pete’s life essentially replaced the big bad in pete’s neural and body chemistry when he placed his own soul fragment into him as a replacement. 

but there’s some fucked up relief for patrick when pete finally starts giving him more resistance again as he heals, toying with him as annoying as it is. he starts acting like himself and for as much of an asshole pete is it’s unfortunately a good sign. but there’s something different between them there wasn’t before even if their relationship is still one neither of them want to address. even if it’s still pete egging him on and patrick making sure to make him eat those words in the form of unhinged moans and whines. even if it’s pete wanting to crawl into patrick’s bed and no one else’s

anonymous asked:

Don't you worry, Admins, we will be here forever. Thomas, how does it feel to love and be loved?

Thomas: I’m… I don’t really have words yet. I don’t know, it’s very strange.

Amanda: But in a good way?

Thomas: It’s you, sweet girl, so yes, in a very good way.

new genre concept: soft apocalypse

the world as we know it has ended and mother nature starts taking back what’s hers. there are no zombies or cannibals or murderous bandits. the most valued members of the community are those who know how to garden and farm, sew and weave, treat wounds, work wood or build with bricks, cook from scratch. 

people bond together to begin rebuilding instead of killing each other. everyone teaches each other whatever they do know and works together to figure out the stuff none of them know. books become incredibly valued resources because they’re often the only way to learn critical information. if someone is elderly, disabled, or otherwise unable to work at the same level as most of the community, they’re taken care of by the others, not told any sort of “survival of the fittest” bs.

as the generations ware on, communities begin expanding into small cities. some of the settlements even find ways to repurpose solar or wind power on a small scale and have electricity in some of their buildings. storytellers wander the countryside telling tales of the old world in return for some hot stew or a place to rest for the night, and the mythos of the new world start to incorporate elements of the past. the only thing that remains constant is that humans survive, and they do it by working together.

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red spoils blue in his own way

does this count as spoiling?? idk he indulges his bf sometimes

#buymelodramaonitunes

  • the reason melodrama is so complex is that it simultaneously celebrates and criticises parties as a place where the rules no longer apply 
  • parties give us an illusion of control? confined in the world of the party it’s all ‘our rules, our dreams’ and we are ‘kings and queens’
  • homemade dynamite is such a call to arms for our generation okay it feels like a metaphor for the potential we all have to create change 
  • but equally could be a metaphor for our self-destructive tendencies??? 
  • the louvre is beautiful because it glorifies the tiny beautiful moments, relationships that don’t last forever but are still beautiful and priceless and are still works of art - masterpieces and still good enough for the louvre
  • also this is a song about writing a love song? ‘broadcast the boom boom boom and make ‘em all dance to it’ that is literally the conventional role of pop music? 
  • okay but hear me out i think liability/hard feelings are two versions of the same story, liability immediately after the split and hard feelings in retrospect!!!!! there are so many parallels!!!
  • let go of this endless summer afternoon vs. every endless summer’s eating me alive 
  • well i guess i should go vs. well i guess i’ll go home 
  • big mistake of dancing in my storm vs.  how you’d dance for me 
  • i am obsessed with how sober ii explores the performance of being a young adult like ‘oh how fast the evening passes’ and the references to ‘champagne’ suggests some form of performed sophistication 
  • ‘we told you this was melodrama’ could play on this idea of performing a role, or alternatively could play on the way society views the lives of millennials - melodramatic and ridiculous!!!
  • ‘they’ll talk about us, all the lovers, how we kissed and killed each other’  reminds us that this is our legacy, this is how we live forever - it’s super self-reflective and seems to call on us to consider the mark we are leaving on the world BUT also ‘romanticises us making us the stuff of myth and legend, we are immortalised forever in our scandal 
  • writer in the dark!!!!! so like to begin with that double meaning - kissing her literally in the dark / kissing her while he kept her in the dark about how he really felt 
  • this is lorde’s ‘blank space’ revenge song okay fight me on this 
  • her secret power is being able to keep him forever bc she ‘locks him in her heart’ he’ll rue the day he kissed her because in doing so he sealed his fate!!!
  • this is actually REALLY CREEPY I WANT A CREEPY MUSIC VIDEO!!!!
  • okay so love of my life supercut: every chorus is like the actual supercut playing back all the good parts back - that sunny pre-chorus with the repetition, mirroring the idea of a highlights reel playing over and over again
  • but it’s also a metaphor for seeing a past relationship through rose-tinted glasses/the way nostalgia makes things beautiful - she is only remembering the beautiful parts
  • okay but the ultimate storyline of the album seems to be from green light, sober, homemade dynamite we get the impression that ‘all there is, is the party’, whereas liability reprise suggests that ‘maybe all this is the party’ which is such a beautiful and hopeful discovery for the album to make - leading straight into perfect places, which celebrates life with all it’s imperfections and flaws!!!
Reasons They Do That

A list of reasons why a character may do something:

  • They’re selfless - They just can’t leave the kid that’s stuck despite the probability of them dying in the process of saving that kid.
  • They’re selfish - They just can’t do something because they’re too focused on what may happen to themselves
  • Their past - A dog once bit them when they were a young child and now they’re wary of dogs (doesn’t matter if they provoked the dog, bc people remember things like that)
  • They know way too much - As in, they might know the statistical probability of car crashes and therefor do not drive or get into cars (though of course, this isn’t the only example of this)
  • They’re naive/gullible - The character doesn’t see that clearly this person is against them because they just don’t pay attention enough/don’t see the warning signs.
  • Conspiracies - They just went way too deep into youtube and found way too many conspiracy videos and now everything is just a conspiracy. (Perfect example: Hodgins from Bones)

All of these could work for or against your character. Whether it be the secondary character that is too selfless and has to go back and save the main character, or the “villain” is just way to naive to see that your hero is taking apart their plan. Or maybe the MC got way into conspiracies and it led them to real conspiracies in the bad government they live in.

These are only some of the possibilities that I could think of, people are free to add to this list :)

A banner I made for the Samwell Student Union, they keep track of all the events in the Check Please Fandom!

https://samwellstudentunion.tumblr.com/

(board inspired by Check Please comic 2.1- Moved In)