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been reading a lot of klance fics lately so i thought i’d share it w you guys!! here’s 14 of them and definitely my favorites. comes with the title (duh), description, a review by yours truly, and link to the fic. the writers of said fics also have some gorg other masterpieces so be sure to check those out!

1. ) Smile for the Stars by maIikcutie

description

Though he’s been dealt many bad cards, Lance isn’t sure he can handle this one: winding up stranded, a million lightyears away from home, with only Keith to keep him company.
The universe is cruel.

review

amazing a+++ fic but i strongly advise not to read this unless you are willing to live the rest of your life broken hearted and Sad. i promise ur heart will be wrecked but in the best way possible!!! a buncha artists on tumblr made art for this so be sure to check those out & also there’s a epilogue-ish thing for this that dulls the pain a lil less and its called The Stars Smile Back in case yall were interested

2. ) Dirty Laundry by Gibslythe

description:

“Two whole months of free laundry in exchange for two weeks of being my fake boyfriend. Deal?”
Keith hesitated for a moment. Was this really worth it? Hardly. Lance was an asshole, and he wasn’t sure what fake dating would entail. But, free laundry was free laundry, right?
“Alright, it’s a deal.”
Or: Lance makes the mistake of telling his Mom he has a boyfriend coming home with him for Christmas. Keith makes the mistake of agreeing to be Lance’s ‘fake boyfriend’.

review:

if u love slow burn then BOY ur gonna love this !!!! mama lance is so warm i luv her !!! fake dating aka one of my fav tropes so 11/10 and i just rly love this ok im in tears

3. ) call me, beep me by safra

description:

(00:31) Do you think she gave me the wrong number on purpose?
(00:31) Or was it a genuine mistake?
(00:32) Like maybe she writes funny and I misread it?
(00:32) Some of the numbers do look a little dodgy…
(00:33) Cause, you know, her threes couldvery easily be poorly formed eights? And maybe she writes her sevens like her ones?
(00:45) What
(00:46) The
(00:46) Fuck??
(00:47) Oh good, you are awake!
where lance messages the wrong number and things kind of snowball from there

review:

i love through-chat fics therefore i am so in love with this!!!!!! your everyday "wrong number” trope but so so so much better!!! cute and happy

4. ) Seasons by fairietailed

description: 

“Do you think we’ll be together, still, by the time we make it home?”
Lance is quiet for a moment, thinking. Then he says, “That depends. Do you plan on going somewhere?”
Keith laughs, threading his fingers through Lance’s hair.
“No, I suppose I don’t.”

review:

their relationship is just SO PURE AND SOFT and so well written i’m in luuuv but the open ending will shatter and will most likely rip u apart

5. )  Don’t Break Connection, Baby by princedeadend

description:

Keith works part-time as a phone sex operator and receives a prank call from Lance. This does not go as planned for Lance. Thus begins the adventure of our dear sweet idiot continuing to call Keith to fuck with him (but not like fuck fuck with him…at least not yet). And y'know, eventually having legit conversations with him and getting attached and growing on Keith.
aka the phone sex operator fic no one asked for

review:

this is soooooooooo cute and adorable and wow i luv ittttt!!! made me smile so hard it hurts

6. ) He Who Fights Monsters by magisterpavus

description:

In a world where monstrous dragons terrorize humanity daily, the Garrison trains valiant Knights to slay the evil beasts and defend Earth. But when Knight cadet Lance Espinosa is kidnapped by a strange red dragon who kills its own kind, certain truths are revealed…and so are the true monsters.

review:

oh my god the buildup may be slow but i promise it’s worth it like everything just falls perfectly into place !!! and its so adorable and creative and just wow not ur usual klance fanfic and that just makes it 1000x better and also,,, dragons !!

7. ) Bonding Time by magisterpavus

description:

“Shiro, I fucked up,” Keith blurted, wringing his hands.
Shiro paused mid-punch, shooting him a quizzical look. “What? What happened?”
“I think,” Keith whispered, “I think I accidentally roofied Lance. With my dick.”

review:

galra keith will always and forever be my fav au so this is a definite fav for me !!! i love the other 3 sequels it comes w too!! and nsfw content too dont even lie ik u guys are thirsty for that

8 .) Just Static by Jessadilla

description:

–Static—-
-iro, Hunk, Kei—, nybody? I’m—-
-static–
–I’m sorry guys. This is all my–
–static–cc–
—I found my coordinates. They’re–
-stttcc-
-guys. I hear something—
–scccc-
-end transmission-
Alone on a hostile planet, transmissions aren’t getting through. How did it come to this?

review:

this fic got me sad and crying in the middle of the night )’: wont leave u too sad tho the ending is pretty nice

9. ) What a Healing Pod Can’t Repair by Remember_Me

description:

The compromised wormhole was ripping apart at the seams, sending everyone spiraling away in completely different directions. Lance could feel himself being pulled and bent in ways he was definitely not supposed to be.

Stitching the team back together after everyone is separated is difficult, and for one Paladin rescue wouldn’t be coming for a very long time.

review:

no words. literally no words. this was so painful and just wow the buildup will shatter u i swear )’: also poor bb lance i sob. comes with cool-looking art which makes it a whole lot better

10. ) Seen: 5:29 by SpeedOfSins

description:

AU where Keith is some important guy who has a business suit, and lance is a good housewife. (tha ts a lie, i honestly dont have a summary but this fic hurts, i have been told by at least 3 people)
Written in text format

review:

will wreck u, beware!! may be short but enough to bring u to tears honestly

11. ) On Thin Ice by Minadora

description:

Once upon a time, two Canadian nerds decided to start a figure skating au about their two space sons and their wonderful misfit friends. Ten pages of headcanons later we finally put electronic pen to electronic paper and created this monstrosity. This multi-chapter fic chronicles the lives of a hockey player named Keith who gets forcibly enlisted into figure skating lessons by his brother, Shiro, to “work on his footwork”. There he meets a pompous - yet talented - figure skater named Lance and gets swept away by both the sport and the skater.
Enjoy the ride because it’s only just started.

review:

the description says it all !!!!! a fic beloved by the vld fandom and gosh whats not to love honestly???? also the whole gang is so happy !!! (sidenote: this is unfinished and its killing me)

12. ) I bet you look good on the dancefloor by xShieru

description:

“So like in 'Step Up’?” Allura shrugs. “Now that you put it like that - yes. I guess it’s just like in 'Step Up’.” The smile that she sends Shiro’s way - followed by a shy wave, eugh - is sickening to say the least, and Lance still doesn’t believe in dance camps.
-
Lance McClain’s dancing career begins and ends with Keith.
Keith just wants to find out what Lance’s deal is.

review:

if u love step up ur gonna LOVE this !!!! i love it so so so so much can i just say and wow keith is so hot ffs

13. ) thunderstruck by xShieru

description:

Lance doesn’t pine for anyone ever, Keith’s never been to a dance, Hunk tries his best to be supportive, Shiro is very done, and Pidge steals a car.But hey, it could’ve been worse.

review:

space prom!!!!!!! and cute pining gays!! whats not to love about that?

14. ) In English, Please

description:

Lance thinks he can get away with flirting with Keith if it’s in Spanish. Lance thinks if he says the words angrily enough no one will catch on to the ruse. Lance thinks his secret crush is safe. Lance, my friends, is very…very wrong.

review:

two words - too. cute. i can’t even with this fic

Title: Opening Up
Character: Matt Murdock
A/n: I actually really like the whole aspect of Matt being able to hear other people’s heartbeats and knowing shit about them from it, so I spent a good couple hours listening to multiple types of heartbeat videos in certain circumstances for future reference, so expect a lot of it.

Continuation of: http://ofnifflersandkings.tumblr.com/post/163891242327/title-the-sound-of-your-heart-character-matt


Matt was making his usual route to the firm, moving his walking cane to and fro as he maneuvered his way through the busy street. It was always loud whenever he was surrounded by a sea of people all of whom he could hear the conversations of.

Matt knew all the surrounding areas of the firm, and just as he was in front of the doors to your bakery, he could hear your soft voice humming inside, causing a smile to break out on his face. He was a fan of music, but he could never tell what songs you’d play to yourself.

But, he did know that your shop was never open this early. Foggy told him in conversation once that you worked all through the week, despite having several workers to take up work.

Matt walked up to the door, his hand searching for the doorknob. As we walked inside he heard the little jingle of a bell from above the door. Instantly, the strong smell of sugar and cinnamon filled his noise. And he could hear the whirring of a mixing machine from somewhere in the back.

“Sorry! We’re not opened yet!” He could hear your voice, but it was far away. You were probably in the kitchen out back.

“Not even for a friend?” Matt asked, leaning into his cane.

There was a small crash.

“Oh, Matthew!” Your voice was closer now, he could hear your footsteps walking up to him and your hands brushing against what he assumed was an apron. “What are you doing here?”

“I was just on my way to work, thought I’d stop by and say hello,” Matt zoned in on your heartbeat, it was the same happy rhythm as always. “Just a word of advice though, you might wanna lock the door from now on.”

He heard you laugh, and he noticed that you felt a little embarrassed by your mess up. “Oh yeah, I always forget to lock it again once I’m inside.”

After a bit more chitchat you linked an arm with Matt and lead him into one of the kitchens, letting him know you had made more stuff for him, Foggy and Karen.

“I wish you’d let me pay you back for the food you make us, I think we’re all becoming spoiled.” Matt told you, holding a paper bag filled with sweets.

“Don’t worry about it, I like trying new recipes on you all. Besides, I make them on my own time so I wouldn’t accept your money.” Matt knew you had started working again, he could hear you cracking eggs against a metal bowl.

“If you’re busy I can always come back later?”

“Nah, I don’t mind the company. Everyone else comes in around 9, so I have the place to myself till then. You can head out whenever you want.”

You continued to bake, talking with Matt and letting him try various things, all of which were met with great approval until he said he should probably get going.

“One favor before you go though, one of my hairpins is falling out and I’d fix it on my own but my hands are kind of covered in honey.”

Matt smiled and walked towards you. “Those two things don’t really mix, do they?”

You laughed and turned around. “No, I’m afraid they don’t. It’s the only pin on the left side.”

He leaned his cane against the table and felt for your hair, his hands lightly brushing through the strands till he found the hard material of a pin.

Your hair was incredibly soft, it felt similar to the smooth material of the silk sheets he preferred, he could tell you took good care of it.

There it was again.

He could feel your heart rate picking up and the noise distracted him from his little task.

“Got it.” Matt said softly once he got his attention back, he took his hands out of your hair, albeit a little reluctantly and placed the pin on the table for you to grab when your hands were free.

“Thank you, now I won’t keep you any longer,” You teased, giving him back his cane and walking him to the front door and held it open for him. “I’ll see you later.”

Matt hesitated for a moment. “Would you like to go grab some coffee with me later? Whatever time suits you best, of course.”

Your heart rate went up again, and Matt had to restrain his smile as he sensed you grow flustered.

“O-Oh? I can just always make you some here if you’d like.”

Matt shook his head. “No, I’d much prefer to take you somewhere that you don’t have to do all the work for once.”

You smiled. “Okay uh, I get off around 8:30.”

“Until then.” Matt finally left your shop, listening to your heartbeat the rest of the way to the firm, twirling his cane a few times as he pictured the look on Foggy’s face once he told him who had a date with you.

Imagine baths with Chris.

A/N: Sorry darlings, I know I’ve been AWOL.

You sat on your bed with your laptop in front of you, head in hands as your thumbs massaged your temples. You didn’t know what had gotten into you but you were suffering from major writer’s block. Writing was about momentum, if you stopped for a second then everything stopped. Unfortunately you’d made that mistake when you decided to start editing your manuscript. It was not intended, you’d underestimated how much time and attention the process took from you. It was a routine for you to post a new story every day, but now it’d been weeks since you last wrote one for your blog. Your readers were kind enough not to fill your inbox with questions demanding answers as to why you hadn’t been posting but you knew they were getting antsy. As much as you wanted to write something that filled their quota of romance for the day, your mind just kept drawing up blanks.

All you could think of as you watched the line blink on the empty page was joining your boyfriend in the bathtub so you could wind down after the long day you’ve had. Your blog was successful but it wasn’t the kind you made money from, you still had a job that paid the bills. The dream was to focus on your writing but until you finished editing your manuscript, you stuck doing the nine to five.

Chris offered to let him support you so you could put all your focus into your writing but you didn’t feel comfortable doing that when he was still just your boyfriend. The two of you had only been dating for a year and a half, things were progressing smoothly but you weren’t at that stage of dependency yet. You were still living in your own places and neither had brought the topic of marriage once, it would’ve felt strange to depend on him financially when you didn’t even know if you had a future with the guy. It wasn’t like you were scrambling for cash anyway, your nine to five job paid you more than enough. As much as you appreciated how sweet Chris was being with his notion, you were capable of looking after yourself.

“Screw it,” you muttered as you closed your laptop, pulling your sweater over your head as you climbed off your bed. You knew yourself and you could’ve sat there for another two hours with no avail. You continued to take off your clothes, leaving a trail as you made you way to your ensuite. You gathered your hair and tied it into a messy bun, a smile danced on your lips when you saw how relaxed Chris looked with his eyes closed, listening to the music you had on your iPod. You wanted to be as relaxed as quickly as possible. “Where do you want me?” You asked and Chris turned to you with a lazy smile.

“Finally,” he held out a hand as he sat up straight. The water sloshed against the porcelain curves of the tub as he parted his outstretched legs so you could settle between them. “I was starting to wonder if you’d join me before the water turned cold.” His hand offered you support as you stepped into the tub, the warm water felt nice against your supple skin. “Did you give up, or was my offer too appealing?” You slowly lowered yourself into tub, brushing Chris’ legs as you stretched yours. “Mm,” he hummed when you rested your head against his shoulder. “Hi there,” he mumbled into your skin, kissing your neck.

“I gave up because your offer was too appealing,” you told him then planted a tender kiss on his jawline. “Also I couldn’t think of anything to write,” you murmured sheepishly and he chuckled. “Can we not talk about anything stressful, I’m here to relax.” You closed your eyes and inhaled deeply, your ‘Orange Gingersnap Coffee Cake’ candle Chris had burning infused your nostrils. “What are you listening to?”

“Here,” he passed you the other earpiece, carefully adjusting where the wire laid so it wouldn’t be submerged in the water. You inserted the earpiece into your ear and snickered when you realized he was listening to ‘All Too Well’ by Taylor Swift. “What, Y/N?” He poked your side and you squirmed, giggling. “I can’t listen to Taylor Swift?”

“I didn’t say anything.”

“Yeah, but you snickered at me.”

“You snicker at me all the time so technically, we’re even.” You retorted and he rolled his eyes as you began to quietly sing along to the song. “I left my scarf there, at your sister’s house…Hey,” you turned to look at him; his facials prompted continuation. “I think I actually did leave one of my scarves at Carly’s the last time we were in Boston, that red knitted one? Remember, I took it off because I said my neck was suffocating? I don’t think I put it back on when we left. Did she happen to pass it on to you?”

“I’ve still got it, in my drawer, even now,” he sang his response, grinning. He clearly had no clue and was teasing you. You giggled and playfully squeezed his knee, making his leg jerk. “Stop,” he playfully growled, gently nipping your shoulder.

“You stop,” you squeezed his knee again, earning another gentle nip that made you giggle. Your hand reached for his and you locked your fingers together. You both smiled as you sighed with a deep satisfaction. His lips landed on your head, a soft ‘muah’ was heard.

“I love how easy things are with you,” he whispered into your hair. “I love that we can do this and find it euphoric. We don’t need to go out to some fancy restaurant, or to some noisy club. We can just sit in the bathtub and listen to music and still be so happy, it’s really nice.”

“Right?” You agreed then unconsciously whispered to yourself, “I could do this with you forever.” It was soft but Chris heard enough to turn his smile tenfold. That had to be the first time one of you actually talked about being together for the long haul, granted it was vague but it was still something. You clearly didn’t register what you’d said until you felt Chris’ smile when he kissed your neck, you wanted to ask if he felt the same way but somehow you already knew the answer. “Hey, um-” you began hesitantly, “Chris?”

“Do you want to move in with me?”

His question caught you completely off guard, you were usually on the same wavelength but it was still a surprise to hear he was on the same one about moving in. The earpiece in your ear fell into the water when you sat up straight, breaking the contact your body had with his. When you glanced over your shoulder at him, you knew your abrupt actions and sudden silence was freaking him out.

“Did I ask that a little too soon?” He asked but offered you no time to answer. “Yes, I did. Clearly, I mean- look at your face, you’re- Okay, I’m sorry. I’m going to take that back and- What is the right time to ask someone to move in with you?” He rambled. Just as you opened your mouth to speak, he cut you off again. “Forget it, let’s just um- let’s go back to relaxing and we’ll table this conversation for another time. C’mon,” he patted his shoulder then fished the earpiece out of the water and held it out for you to take. “We’re tabling it.”

“I don’t want to table it,” you shook your hand, pulling your arm away before he could wrap his hand around your elbow. “Chris, I wasn’t shocked because it was too early. I was shocked because I was just about to ask you the same thing.” You said and his smile returned. “Of course I was also going to suggest I move in with you and not the other way around. I love this apartment but I much rather live in your house.”

“It is a pretty great house,” he agreed with a nod. He couldn’t think of anything else to say, he was too happy with the prospect of living with you. He smiled when you smiled, nodding in agreement with his statement. You were also a little distracted imagining what your days were going to be like living with Chris. “So what are we thinking? Should I call a U-Haul tomorrow?”

“Tomorrow is a little soon,” you laughed. “You realize they just haul stuff, right? I’m going to have to box everything up first and- well, look around.” You said and he did, chuckling. “I have a lot of crap, I’m going to need to sort and dump and pack. It’s going to take a week, at least, maybe more because of work. I’ll need at least until the end of the month that way I can sort out my lease too.”

“Okay, but we’re absolutely doing this, right?”

“If you’re ready, Chris,” you nodded, “I’m ready.”

“I am definitely ready,” he chuckled, leaning forward.

“Well then, so am I,” you grinned and met his lips.

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if someone told me, on the day that i started this blog, that i would have over 1k followers within a month and a half, i would instantly laugh and say, “no way! that’s crazy. you’re kidding, right?”

well, here i am. a month and a half later with over 1k followers. i’m beyond SHOOK.

thank you everyone for all your kindness and support!! it truly means so much to me. you have no idea how happy i am. ;;

before i list everyone for this follow forever, i have a few special shout-outs (get ready for some extreme sappiness lol).

@jinstudies: jin, you were the first person that followed me and that i reached out to. it’s always a joy talking to you and sharing our struggles that come with being a music student, ahaha. thank you for being a lovely friend, and good luck with your phd studies! hope you can come to cal! :)

@sktjihoon: josh, you were the first person who messaged me personally and asked for my advice about how to get into uc berkeley! thank you for reaching out to me, and i sincerely hope that my tips helped you. even though we don’t always talk, i appreciate you for sticking with me since i first started this blog and for being so nice and friendly! hope to see you around at cal someday! ^_^

@hqstudyblrnetwork: i can never forget about my fam - @bokutodiscovers, @studytaken, @stvdybuddies, @jiyeonstudies, and @witoko. bokuto, aida, christy, kat, ji, soraya…thank you for being there for me and for being among the first few friends that i made in the studyblr community. you’re all such absolutely wonderful people, and i’m so glad that i met you guys and that we all share a love for haikyuu!! <3

@mango-studies: helen, you are such a kind and lovely friend. you’re so nice and smart and sweet! i genuinely appreciate you for reblogging my original content so frequently and leaving me such nice comments. it really means a lot to me! ^_^

@bionctes: lily, i probably wouldn’t have made it this far without your support. thank you so much for promoting me! you’re so cute and sweet, and i always enjoy talking to you and fangirling with you about yuri on ice, ahaha. you are a literal ray of sunshine. :’)

@astralwritings: alli, i’m honestly so grateful that we are friends and that you often reach out to me to talk about life, among other things. you’ve dealt with so much, and i’ve enjoyed seeing how strong and resilient you truly are. i know that someday you’ll go far and accomplish great things! keep on keepin’ on! ^_^

@kikkistudies: kiki, you’ve told a few people that they’re an angel, but in all honesty, YOU are a true angel. you are so sweet and thoughtful and too pure, you leave the nicest replies on my posts, and your overall kindness makes me happy to think that there is still hope in this world. you deserve all the best. :’)

@lavistudy: henry, oh gosh…where do i even begin? you are such a lovely and wonderful human being. you are so kind and sweet and friendly and pure, and i never would have imagined that someone like you would reach out to me and want to be friends. thank you for being there for me whenever i needed to talk to someone. thank you for cheering me on whenever i slayed my exams. thank you for all the music and anime recommendations. thank you for the late night conversations. thank you for all the memories that we’ve shared. just…thank you for EXISTING. honestly, you deserve all the flower crowns in the world. no need to wait for a cellist to notice you. kiki is right. you are a literal angel. <3

and now, time for my long list of studyblrs that i will follow forever! everyone is listed under the cut. since i follow back most studyblrs who follow me, i have quite a lot of mutuals, so my non-mutuals that i admire from a distance will be bolded instead! :D

thank you everyone once again! i still honestly can’t believe that there are literally over a thousand people following me. that’s incredible! i wish that i could give all of you a hug in real life, ahhh.

much love,
katrina

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           CLAIRSENTIENCE/EMPATHIC (Intuitive Feeling)

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Clairsentience is also known as ’Clear Feeling’ or ’Clear Sensing’ and is very closely linked with the gift of Empathy (they’re both basically the same thing, which is why I’ve decided to group them together.)  See, Empathy and Clairsentience are within the same spectrum of gifts that are based on feeling/sensing the emotions and energies of the world around us. But, Clairsentience is a more intense version of Empathy which takes on a wider range of sensitivities. 

Where an Empath has the ability to sense and feel emotions of people, animals or objects, a Clairsentient person is able to do all of that as well as physically feel energy fields around them, including a person’s aura and voice. So while the two are similar and it is very likely that an Empath can develop a greater Clairsentient gift, it strongly relies on the drive and trust in an individual’s own intuition to tap into fully. We have to trust that what we are feeling is true and act accordingly; it’s so important to remember that we cannot take on and help everyone either. Sometimes the best we can do is protect our own energy, it’s not being selfish, it’s called being SAFE.

In the beginning, you may find that it can be very challenging to understand, because sometimes you will feel things but, you don’t know where it’s coming from or why it’s coming to you. It can be strange at times because you may even feel physical sensations like tickling, goosebumps or weird pressure. Imagery and words DO have an effect on the body so, it may even help to cut back on some of the crazy shows and become more aware of how you speak. It’s important to understand that your words are spells and they should always be used wisely. You may even find now that you can’t watch gore-type movies for example, because they feel physical pain that you feel. Ugh, I know that now just thinking about the ORIGINAL Hostel movie (the LAST gore film I ever watched, legit) I can feel my stomach turn and I get a weird lumpy feeling in my throat. Never again, nope. 

Anyways, sometimes information or specific details will pop into your mind and they will have come out of the blue, literally from nowhere. You will generally feel the emotions and energy of people and the environment around you. The more you develop this gift, you will find that you will have a good sense of what someone is thinking. You might feel exactly what another person around you is feeling, their happiness, sadness and even aggression. You may feel just kind of heavy or off when you meet a new person who ends up being more narcissistic than anything. You may get anxious for no reason or feel random pent up emotions that suddenly burst out like a popped balloon without warning. But, most of all you will just be able to sense the presence of another being before you see them, you’ll just know when someone is having the best or the worst day of their life. Trusting your intuition will greatly help you to know whether you should put your energy and trust into a situation or a person. 

So, how do you know that it’s not ‘all in your head’? Well, we test it! Have you had experiences of overwhelming emotions or energy from people animals, or for just no freaking reason at all? Does it expand to objects and places too? Have you ever felt emotionally attached to someone, even at a distance and can easily call on them in dreams, random thoughts or flashes of insight? Maybe you have a pattern of people not understanding or saying that you are just being “too sensitive” or have a very “vivid imagination”. Are you able to understand energy by words and body language by easily picking up on small cues that others don’t? Perhaps you can sense the presence of spirits, or are aware of the strong energy that will suddenly surround you. Are you highly sensitive to your surroundings to the point where they can put a damper on your emotions or do large crowds make you physically feel ill and call for a serious recharge after? If any of these situations sound familiar, it’s very possible you are an Empath with the ability to tap into clairsentience on a deeper level.

A fun activity you could try is to ask a friend to show you a picture of somebody they know well (obviously make sure you don’t know the person too lol) and then look into the person’s eyes and focus on their energy. Ask yourself how they must have felt at the moment of the photo being taken? What this individual is like as a person? Would you trust the person? Is there anything else the person’s eyes are revealing or rather hiding? After a few minutes of gaining insight, check with your friend to see how accurate you were! Your first time you may only get basic feelings like a burst of positivity or negativity but, the more you practice, the more you will begin to feel, understand and see the opportunities that this beautiful gift has in store for you.

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Imagine mornings with Chris.

A/N: Hey hey, I told you there was no break. I hope you’re excited to read Chapter 5, ‘cause I’m really excited for y'all to read it! 😁 You can read the related mini-series and the previous parts here: (Mini-series - Masterlist; Mini-series Spin-off: ‘Unexpected Reader’, 'Little Ways Away’, 'She Said Yes’, and 'Miss Graduate’ - Masterlist)

Birds chirped outside the bedroom window as the sun rose over the horizon, arousing Chris from his sleep. He lifted his head and looked at the clock hanging on the wall, groaning when he realized it was only 6:03AM. His head fell back on his pillow and he turned towards you. Just as he was about to succumb to sleep again, he caught your pretty face in his sight and he decided he’d much rather watch you sleep. He tucked his hand under his face and smiled at the memory of how last night was spent. There was pizza by the fireplace while the two of you discussed and planned wedding details, and after- well, dessert, sweet kisses, and then some. It came as no surprise that things between the two of you when it came to romance and bedroom activities had doubled since you started planning the wedding; the post-engagement glow that had been put on the back burner had resurfaced now that the wedding was actually happening. Man, oh man, were things between you and Chris better than ever.

Chris reached his hand forward and gently pushed your hair out of your face, whispering softly, “not long now, Y/N.” He leaned forward and gently kissed your forehead before settling back in his original position, admiring his future bride with a great deal of satisfaction.

You woke shortly after he did due to his soft whispering and tender actions, you peeked at him and bit back your smile when you saw him smiling at you. “I know you’re my fiancé and you love me, but it doesn’t make waking up to your staring any less creepy.” You teased and he chuckled, turning onto his back with his head still facing you. “What time is it?” You asked mid yawn, stretching out your limbs.

“Time to get started on our day, I suppose.” He rested one hand on his chest and he yawned when he saw you yawn again. “Didn’t you say we’ve got wedding cakes to taste today?” He quizzed and you sighed, noising confirmation. “What’s with the sigh?” He chuckled. “We’re going to four of the best bakeries in Los Angeles to eat cake, all kinds of cake. If you ask me, I think it’s going to be a very yummy day.”

“I know it is,” you sighed again as you sat up. You remembered how excited you were when you told Chris about the cake tasting plans, you stomach practically growled when you saw the email responses from each bakery. But for some unknown reason, you weren’t excited now. In fact, just thinking about tasting cake- any kind of cake- made you feel like hurling. “But- I don’t know, Chris,” you turned back to him and he sat up, looking concerned. “I feel weird, I’m just-” you licked your dry lips. “I don’t really feel like cake.”

“That’s okay,” his hand rubbed your back soothingly. “You don’t have to eat much, just a bite of each.” As soon as he suggested that, you felt yourself make a face. Your mouth became dry and your cheeks and jaw sore, like it was preparing you to puke. “That is- um,” he chuckled then pursed his lips together at your expression. “That is not a face you want to see before you taste cakes.” Every time he said the word 'cake’, you felt your stomach churn. “Do you want me to call the bakeries and postpone the cake tasting?”

“Please stop saying the word 'cake’,” you begged as you were starting to feel a little lightheaded just thinking about what your day was going to be like. “And no, because we can’t postpone. We have so much to do and so little time, we can’t afford to lose this meeting. It’s already the middle of July, Chris, and we haven’t even gotten quarter of the way through the list. You haven’t even sorted out your wedding party, you’ve just got Scott and Sebastian so far.”

“To be fair, neither have you.” He pointed out then winced at your deadpan expression. “What? I’m just saying you’ve only got Ava as your maid of honor, so technically- I’m ahead by one person.” You grabbed your pillow and whacked him with it, making him laugh and yourself smile. “Relax, we’ve got plenty of time. On the bright side, our band is sorted already.” Your smile widened as you shook your head. That was such a tactic, every time you looked like you were about to flip out he’d remind you that, “Ed Sheeran is coming to sing for us” knowing very well it’d calm you.

“In my defense, I don’t have a lot of girl friends. I’ve got Ava, and Corrie- who’s living in Japan. She said she’ll attend the wedding, but she can’t be apart of the bridal party 'cause work has got her pretty tied up. Then there’s my brother’s ex-girlfriend, Isabelle, who I should have known better than to grow close with. It’s not like I can invite her to the wedding, do we want a huge cat fight between his ex and his current?” You asked then answered yourself, “no, we do not.” You ran a hand through your hair, wishing you could just have Ava and not a whole party. “Do you think Carly and Shanna would be apart of my bridal party if I asked?”

“Of course, baby. They love you and they’d be more than happy to be your bridesmaids.” He smiled when you smiled. “I’ll even let you have Tara if you want, I don’t need to get her to be a grooms-woman. I think she’d have a much better time with you ladies.” You smiled, kissing his cheek. “So relax, okay?” He took your hand and squeezed it. “Bridal party or not, we’re still going to get married. And if things get too chaotic, we do what Jim and Pam did in The Office. Okay?”

“Okay,” you giggled.

“Okay,” he chuckled and pulled his hand away, climbing out of bed. “I’m going to go get cleaned up first so I can sort Dodger’s breakfast out while you do your thing, then we can head out for the day.  I think we can skip breakfast considering you look like you can barely handle a bite of cake.” You nodded in agreement as he headed for the ensuite. “Okay then,” he glanced back at you, smiling. “We’ve got our game plan, now let’s hustle.”

“I can’t do anything until you finish up in there,” you reminded him, laying back down.

“I know, but don’t fall asleep,” he teasingly warned before he closed the ensuite door behind him.

The second the shower started running, he started singing. You smiled, letting your eyelids close. But before you could let yourself drift off, Dodger came barreling in and pounced on you. “Dodger!” You laughed when he licked your face. “Oh my God, stop!” You squirmed under him, laughing hysterically as he continued to attack your face with kisses. “Oh bud,” you ran a hand over his head, smiling when he stopped to look at you with a tilted head. “Aren’t you a romantic? Giving me kisses so early in the morning.”

Dodger barked in your face, causing you to flinch then laugh. He settled in front of you and gently rested his head on your belly. You smiled and stroked his fur, from his head to his tail. He was a handsome one, that boy, and such a sweet and protective fella; much like Chris. You sat up and leaned forward, kissing the top of his head. Chris came out of the steamy bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist, smiling when he saw you and Dodger.

“Forgot my underwear,” he told you then was about to walk over to scratch Dodger’s head when Dodger lifted his head and growled at him. “Whoa, bud,” he stopped in his tracks and held up his hands in surrender. “What’s with him?” He asked you and you shrugged with furrowed brows, kissing Dodger’s head as he settled his head back on your belly. “I see how it is, a pretty girl comes into our lives and you turn on me?” You laughed, playing with Dodger’s ears. “Fine, be that way. Don’t come to me when you want to go on a run, she won’t take you running.”

“I can take him walking,” you defended your distaste of running. “Can’t I, bud?” You cooed in Dodger’s face and he licked your cheek. “Don’t be jealous, babe.” You teased Chris when he squinted at the both of you evilly. “You know we’ve got love in our hearts for you, slightly deeper down.” You laughed when he rolled his eyes, walking back into the ensuite and closing the door behind him. “He’s such a baby,” you whispered into Dodger’s ear, giggling. “I am so glad I’ve got you, I wouldn’t know how to handle him on my own.”

Dodger nudged his nose into your hand and you smiled, scratching his head. You loved Dodger as much as you loved Chris, sometimes more than you loved Chris because he’d never do anything to annoy or piss you off. Chris knew this and he used Dodger to his advantage when he got into fights with you, tying notes to Dodger’s collar and sending him to find you. It was pretty cute and you always cracked after seeing Dodger’s adorable face. But then again, it didn’t take long for you to crack at Chris’ adorable face either. You were weak when it came to those two, just like Chris was weak when it came to the two of you.

It would be interesting to see what would happen when the time came for the two of you to become parents. You always saw yourself as the bad cop to Chris’ good cop when you wrote, you both agreed he’d be a pushover when your first child came along. Be it a little man or a little princess- he’d waited too long for a child to be strict with him or her. You’d most likely have to be the one to do the disciplining, though knowing your soft heart- you wouldn’t be able to be the strict and authoritative parent you’d imagined yourself to be. But that was a long way down the road, not something either of you had to worry about now. Now, the only child you had to worry about was your fiancé because even Dodger was more mature than Chris. Chris, who was once again walking out of the steamy bathroom with just a towel, because he’d realized the pair of underwear he’d taken was yours and not his.

“Nice hair,” you commented, trying not to laugh at Chris’ wet and deliberately spiked up hair; the kind of hairstyle you’d do to a two year old when you gave them a bath. He winked and reentered the bathroom, closing the door behind him again. “So much more mature,” you chuckled into Dodger’s fur when you gave him another kiss.

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Part 2

(((Ignore the awful graphic, I made it in 5 minutes and it looks terrible)))

So I recently hit 500 followers and this is crazy, I started this blog a few months ago and the support I have received has been amazing, I love you all. I have met some pretty incredible people in this short time who I love with all my heart.

Before I get into the follow forever I’d like to just express my love for a few people (everyone should go follow them cause they are all wonderful and lovely and I honestly have no idea why they follow me):

@catharinaloss ♥ JO MY BEAUTIFUL WIFE! Even though you can be problematic I still love you (yes even I am calling you problematic now, you crossed a line by putting milk in before the cereal). You always manage to cheer me up and put up with me in my varying moods and for that, I am so grateful. You are amazing, you bring people together and make so many people happy (even if we don’t always show it ;) ). You manage to put a smile on my face each and every day, you’re a lil ball of sunshine and ilysm. You are just so wonderful and lovely and thoughtful and kind and funny and talented and I am so glad I met married you.

@alexanderglghtwood   ♥ Eli, where do I even start? You know I love you so much honestly, I don’t know what I’d do without you. Have I told you how much I love watching you narrate your life to me over Snapchat? It’s my favourite thing, and I still love your voice okay. I just opened a Snapchat from you and I just need to remind you of how much I love your hair cause omg it’s amazing and I’m still not over it. I love reading your fics so much, even though you always manage to kill me with them. I always love our conversations, it feels weird if I haven’t talked to you in a few hours I can’t even find the words I want cause you are just so incredible and lovely and funny and I just can’t do you justice.

@magnificentbane  ♥ Meg, our friendship began when I decided to scream at you about my malec headcanons, isn’t that beautiful. We were talking for hours I didn’t even realise how long it had been, then you introduced me to Jo and for that, I will forever be grateful. Can you believe that our first conversation led to so many group chats lmao. I love reading your writing, you’re so talented and more people need to read your work. You’re such a fun person to talk to, you and your blog are perfect and ilysm <3

@thirstyalec  ♥ Dani, the love of my life, the most beautiful goddess to ever live I love you to pieces. I don’t even remember how we became friends… I think it was me just coming into your inbox and calling you out on your icon addiction lmao. Have I mentioned how proud I am that you have managed to keep your icon for this long, cause I am. Your posts are always amazing, you brighten my life and I’m so glad I met you. You are honestly one of my all time favourite people, seeing you on my dash makes me so happy you are amazing ilysm.

@softshumjr  ♥ Marta, killing you with Harry is my favourite pastime, you are my go to for quality Harry content. You are one of my favourite people, I still can’t believe you follow my ass. (The fact you have an ‘abi tag’ still has me dying okay ilysm.) Your tags always give me life, I like how I even know they are your tags before I see your url. Your posts are always amazing, seeing you on my dash makes me smile, you are an actual ray of sunshine and I feel so blessed to have you as a mutual. <3<3

Now onto the follow forever:  faves in italics, mutuals bolded

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Imagine Chris finding out you wrote his favorite love story.

A/N: Part 2 is here, yo! :) You can find the previous parts here: (Unexpected Reader - Part 1) I’m really liking where this is going, do you? ❤️

After Chris returned with your second vanilla latte, and his first green tea- he wasn’t a coffee person unless his schedule needed him to be- the both of you chatted at your corner table in Starbucks. The way you talked to each other, it was like two old friends rather than a fan with her celebrity crush. You’d started the conversation incredibly nervous; you’d had to hide your clammy palms under your butt in fear that he’d reach over and give your hand another pat or gentle squeeze. But the more you talked to Chris, the calmer you became about the whole situation. You didn’t know what it was about him that normalized him despite his celebrity status and deadly good looks, but for a second- you could almost forget that you were talking to Chris Evans.

Believe it or not, Chris was everything you’d imagined he’d be, and more- if that was even possible. The way you’d portrayed him in your stories was- as far as you could see- a hundred and ten percent accurate. The man was sweet, kind, funny, intelligent, and real. Chris was real, he was real with his questions, his comments, and his interest in what you had to say. You were so lost in the conversation- in his darling blue eyes- that you forgot to take some notes so you could write a piece based around this once in a lifetime meeting, though you doubt you needed anything to remind you of this interaction. You were pretty sure this was something you were going to remember on your deathbed, which was surely moments away if he continued to smile at you the way he was.

Now the realistic side of you reminded you not to fall too hard for, or get too attached to the man you clearly had no chance with; you had to know that Chris was just talking to you to pass time in a boring airport. But the hopelessly romantic and imaginative side of you said otherwise; Chris wasn’t the kind of guy who would approach a girl unless he was genuinely interested, be it romantically, or platonically. You may not have known him personally, but you knew he wasn’t the kind of guy who would lead people on, or use people. You’d watched enough interviews, read enough articles and fan encounters, and written enough fan fiction to know that he was a genuinely nice guy who was worth befriending and loving if you were ever lucky enough to acquire those chances. Perhaps you didn’t have a chance at being his girlfriend like you’d always dreamed of, but maybe- just maybe, you had a chance at being his friend.

“So tell me, Y/N.” He began and smiled when he saw how much more relaxed you were with him now than you were at the start of the conversation. Your hands had dried and returned to thrum the tabletop quietly as you waited for him to finish his sentence. “What made you want to pursue screen writing?”

“Would you believe me if I said you?” You quizzed with a small smile, which grew wider when you saw him smile. You started explaining when you saw his facials prompt a continuation, “I um- I’ve always loved writing, ever since I was kid. I liked making up stories, imagining all the different lives I could live and all the different jobs I could do. It was a good escape from my mundane life,” you admitted with pursed lips. “But uh- I never really thought about turning it into a career until I started writing fan fiction about you on Tumblr.”

“How do you mean?”

“I wrote as an escape,” you said and he nodded, acknowledging what you’d told him earlier “I took myself into a different world where I could have the perfect life with the perfect guy so I could feel better. Writing was like a safe haven, a place where nothing bad could get to me. It made me happy and I realized…” You trailed off, licking your dry lips. “There must be a lot of people like me out there who needed someone else to be, someone wonderful to be with. I just- there had to be someone out there who needed a safe haven too.”

“So you started posting on Tumblr,” he finished for you and you nodded.

“I started out pretty slow, I had a few likes here and there. Um- It took a while for me to build a fan base, but eventually- I had a reasonable number of readers who supported all my pieces. A lot of them thanked me for writing something that took their mind off a bad day. Some thanked me for making them smile and-” You felt your eyes welled with tears of joy; you were still touched every time you talked about your interactions with your readers. “And some would tell me that my stories gave them a reason to hold out for a love as strong as the ones I wrote about.”

Chris smiled as he listened to you answer his question in great detail with an indescribable amount of pride and passion. He felt his heart flutter as he unknowingly starting falling for you. You were a lot like the protagonist in one of his favorite love stories, which was surprisingly a Chris Evans mini series written by a fan on Tumblr. He’d found the link lodged away in his Twitter mentions, a simple sentence “you deserve a love as strong as this” caught his attention and invited him into the world of fan fiction. He spent a whole day reading the entire series and wishing he’d the life that Chris Evans had, wishing he had the girl that Chris Evans had. He was still yet to ask if you’d heard about the series, perhaps you could help him find out who wrote it because he’d love to meet and talk to the talented and obviously lovely author who surely based the second person protagonist around herself. Maybe she was the one, maybe they could get together and try to work towards the life she wrote about.

“What I thought was a hobby changed people’s lives for the better,” you continued and he nodded, smiling. “So how can I not make that into a career? How can I waste my ability to inspire and touch people through my words? To make them realize that they deserve something great? I don’t know, I’m rambling a little.” You chuckled nervously and he shook his head. “I just feel like if I can change one life, my time on this earth has been worthwhile.”

“That’s sweet,” he smiled. “Like- that’s just-” He found himself at a lost for words as he watched you intently. He chuckled softly with a shake of his head, “you’re- you’re kind of amazing, Y/N.” You felt your cheeks flush as you bit back your growing smile. “That is- that’s an amazing answer to such a simple question. But before I say anything else, I don’t think I have anything to do with your decision. I’m just one of the pieces, y'know? I mean- it sounds to me like you would’ve done something amazing with your talent even if you weren’t a fan of mine. I was just lucky enough to be the one you wrote about, I had nothing to do with any of it.”

“Well that’s not entirely true,” you chuckled. “I wouldn’t have pursued anything if I weren’t a fan of yours.” You told him and he narrowed his eyes in confusion. “Yes, I would’ve wrote about someone else but- your success story is kind of what made me push myself into studying screenwriting. In all your interviews, you talked about pushing yourself into what scares you. Like working with Marvel and going to New York to pursue your acting career- those stories are what inspired me to pursue my own, I would’ve never if it weren’t for you.”

He smiled, unsure of what to say except, “I’m glad I could help. You’re very talented from what I could see over your shoulder,” he said then chuckled when you did. “Would you mind letting me read something else of yours? I promise I won’t judge,” he told you when you looked hesitant. “Unless you’re one of those kinky smut writers,” he teased. “‘Cause then maybe there’ll be a little judgement.”

“Hey, some of my best friends are kinky smut writers.”

“Oh,” he chuckled. “Well, I don’t mean any disrespect to them. I’m just- stunned they can come up with what they come up with. Perhaps I should take a few tips, turn my vanilla based life into something more swirly.” He joked and you laughed, covering your mouth when you realized you were attracting attention.

“Like you need any tips on how to get things done in the bedroom,” you said then blushed when he smiled. “Fine,” you opened your laptop screen and turned it towards him after opening your most successful piece; your mini-series. “It’s um- It’s a mini-series, so it’s fairly long.” You explained and Chris’ heart skipped a beat; his eyes quickly scanned what was in front of him so he could determine if you were the girl he was looking for. “You don’t have to read it all, you can just-”

“Holy crap,” his eyes stopped at one of the many sentences he’d read a thousand times. “Drunk minds speak for a sober heart,” he mumbled to himself then looked up at you. Your eyes narrowed in confusion when you saw the way he was looking at you. Was that- adoration? You were about to question him when he smiled and breathed, “it’s you.”

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Part 3A

The Riverdaily Rundown - 08/25/2017


Hey hey hey, mah dudes. It’s Sam here! We are gonna get this show on the road real quick ‘cause there has been so much content today.

Like so much content. A beautiful wave of content. A Jesus blessed storm of content. It’s all thanks to RAS, some dedicated fans, and the cast members. Let’s give them a round of applause. Without y’all, we’d be fucking miserable.

Alright, let’s go bitches!


Hey, Bughead fans, guess what! WE GOT SOME MOTHERFUCKIN’ CONTENT UP IN THIS BIATCH! I ain’t just talking about lil’ photoshopped cartoon characters or shit! I am talking about legit content. I am talking about pictures from filming. I am talking about RAS being a frickin’ doll face. It’s great. It’s amazing! It’s just ugh. Let’s just talk about it!

RAS was an absolute babe, today. Not only did he bless us with an amazing photo of mechanic!Betty and mechanic!Jughead, he also blessed us with a beautiful caption that pretty much confirms endgame for bughead. (x) @sprouseharts

This photo. This caption. This tweet. Ugh. It’s amazing. It’s beautiful. I am more excited about this tweet than my own birthday. (it’s cool I hate my birthday) I’m more excited about this tweet than the Second Coming. I’m more excited about this tweet than I am about that left over piece of meat lovers pizza in the fridge.

It’s just fucking exciting (or I live a really boring, shitty life one of the two).

Here’s another post that compares the two mechanic!Bughead images we’ve gotten so far. It will murder you. My ghost lawyer is currently backed up filing my own lawsuits, so I’ll have to refer you to his colleague if you need one too. (x) @bugheadjones-the-third


@brittalundin​ also joined in on the fun! She tweeted out her support for mechanic!Betty as well! I’m glad to see that the crew is on the same page as the fandom! Or maybe the fandom is on the same page as the crew…? Idk. I’m just glad we aren’t trying to murder each other anymore! (x) @sprousehartinvestigation


Remember that time when I was glad that we weren’t murdering each other anymore? Yeah. About that. That’s a fucking lie. We’re murdering each other better than ever folks.

How do I explain this fandom? Easily. We hate each other. That’s all. That’s all there is to it. Pure hatred. So pure it has been formed into a new element. We’ll all be receiving a nobel prize this year for aiding in its discovery. Please wear semi-formal to formal wear. Thank you.

Anyway, why do we hate each other? I don’t know. Probably because humans live off of emotions and hatred/anger is a very strong one that can easily be given into. Also because there are a ton of different ships coming out of this show/comics and nobody seems to respect anyone else’s.

Or maybe because everyone gets worked up a little too much. I mean probably not right? It’s not like this fandom get worked up about a meme.

Except, wait, this fandom does get worked up about memes. (x) @thejugheadjones

Archie Comics’ twitter posted a very funny (and historically accurate meme) depicting the relationship between Betty, Archie, and Veronica. I got a good kick out of it, but it seems like some of the fandom just wanted to actually kick people because of it. By some of the fandom I mean the Barchie side of the fandom.

Look, dudes. I get it. You love your ship. You don’t see a lot of content from you ship in the comics or the show lately, but are you really gonna get pissed over a meme?

Yeah. Probably, huh?

To make matters worse the Bughead and the Varchie side of the fandom went off on the Barchie side of the fandom and shit just got hectic.

Gotta go change the sign from “1 day(s) without fandom fighting” to “0 day(s) without fandom fighting”. We were so close to beating our record of two days, guys. C’mon!


Dogs. Dogs are cute. Dogs are adorable. Dogs deserve love.

Cole. Cole is a person. Cole is probably adorable but like idk I don’t know him. Cole most likely deserves love.

These two creatures put together creates an infinite aura of happiness. Which is why we are so blessed (praise be to Jesus) to have these adorable photos and videos of both Cole and Dog together. (x) @rarecolesprouse​ (x) @gershwinn

Hallelujah.


Film her? I don’t even know her! *ba dum tss*

Nah, but the cast did some filming today, and it looks pretty rad. Like mega rad. Like the most rad thing that could possibly ever rad.

We’ve got some great pictures of a fishy looking scene going down in a shady side of town between Ronnie and a rival gang member? What is this? This is not okay. I am not prepared for this, right now. (x) @bronwynn

Deep breaths be damned! I am freaking out right now and living for it!

Here is some more in depth explanation of what happened during today’s filming from a fan who was present. It may be kind of a spoiler, but it’s definitely interesting! (x) @forsythe-p-jones


Cole was seen leaving a building, presumably to film. As he was leaving someone yelled that they liked his shoes and he did a little jig. This jig will forever go down in history as the best impromptu jig of mankind. Cole Sprouse will be receiving a golden globe and an emmy for his jig work. Tune in next friday to get the full, hour-long scoop on what truly went through his mind as he did his jig and the full story behind it. (x) @hobooutsider (x) @sprouseharts


Archie Andrews is a motherfuckin’ gansta. When he goes, he goes hard. We he fights, he punches first. When he does graffiti, he makes weird ass smiley faces. (x) @juggiesbetts @zumpie

Oh, Archie, dear. Congratulations on making Weenie Hut Jr. customer of the month. The fandom and I are so proud.

But not really. Boy, look. I know you’re going through some internal trauma and shit, but please explain to me why you are graffiting a happy face? Is it some deeper meaning shit? Are you putting on an act? Are you showing the world what it wants to see from you? Or do you just really like smiley faces, buddy?

#nojudgement #lies #lotsofjudgement #pleaserespondinMLAformattedessay


Wow. Here are some great pictures from today! A lot of fans managed to meet the cast and get pictures up close as well as far away! They are literally so beautiful they will make your eyes burn more than staring at the eclipse for 7 hours.

(x) @sprouseharts (x) @sprouseharts (x) @sprouseharts 

Also here are some gorgeous pictures of Madelaine Petsch! (x) @riverdales-daily


People are freaking out because Lili posted that picture of Cole with a dog on her instagram. That’s really all I have to say about that.


Here is some Varchie content that @veronicadvalle provided us with once again! (x) the parallel between these scenes hits me in the feels, man!

#deadagain #callmylawyer


Content!

Now here’s just some content ‘cause I’m sick and I’m tired and I’m ready for sleep.

Gifs! (x) @tommensbaratheons (x) @anti-aureate

Funny Memes! (x) @zumpie (x) @bugheader 

Agreeable Textposts! (x) @musingmola

Fanart! (x) @gogenevieveart (x) @sprouseharts


Alright, folks! That’s all I got! I just want to give a huge thank you to @juggydunes for making my little gif header! I didn’t even have to ask, they just did it on their own accord! I love you so much! This means the world!

Sorry for the shitty (and late) rundown again! Sick Sam is a dead Sam! Haha! Hopefully I’ll be better soon! Lots of love!

Peace out, witches!

Title: Minor Set Back
Character: Jake Peralta
Previous Part: http://ofnifflersandkings.tumblr.com/post/164256777712/title-operation-match-making-character-jake

Jake leaned back in his desk chair, arms folded across his chest as a small pout took up his face. His gaze was cemented to your desk where you and Amy were having a conversation and laughing. His eyes narrowed and he pulled a face at Amy, who looked at him with a knowing smile before turning back to you.

After the first successful coversation over coffee, Jake had tried to do so again for the past week. But everytime he even thought about moving to the kitchen, Amy would rush past him, two coffee cups already in her hands so he couldn’t get to you.

“I hate that woman.” Jake mumbled to himself, nearly having a heart attack when Charles came rolling up in his chair behind him.

“Oh, so the romancing didn’t go too well?” He asked, observing the two ladies chat about something with happy faces. “I mean hey, you’ll find someone eventually, and at least Amy gets a friend.”

Jake swiveled his chair around. “What? No? I was talking about Santiago. I’m still trying to win over (Y/n).” His brows knitted together as he tried to scheme up a plan.

Charles nodded. “Huh, well didn’t you get her number? What did you learn about her?”

Jake sighed, casting his eyes down at his hands. “Not much, just that she’s kind of,” He paused, looking up at you mid laugh while he smiled. “Wonderful.”

Charles moved closer to him. “Really? Tell me about her?” He encouraged, practically bouncing in his seat at the prospect of his best friend having a crush on someone.

Jake turned around so he was facing him. “For one, she’s a total movie nut, we had an intense three hour debate on which Die Hard movie was best. She’s not that into sports but she let me rant about the Mets game.” He went on a small tangent about the fun conversations the two of you had been having over the phone for the past week.

He only broke off when he saw Charles looking at him with a weird expression on his face. “What? Why are you giving me that look. It’s getting creepy.”

Charles just sighed. “Nothing, so are you gonna ask her out?”

“I’d like to but,” Jake lazily pointed to Amy. “Santiago’s been keeping her from me, and I wanted to ask in person.”

Charles ears perked up and he straightened his tie. “My time has come, I got you covered, buddy.”

Jake was about to ask him what he meant but Charles had already abandoned his chair and walked over to the two of you.

Whatever he said to Amy must have worked because in an instant she was grabbing her jacket and was out of the door.

Charles looked back at Jake and gave him a dramatic wink along with a thumbs up before leaving you alone at your desk.

Jake watched you work for a moment, suddenly feeling very warm and nervous now that he no longer had an excuse to not ask you out.

He stood up from his chair, walking over to your desk and cracking his knuckles to try and distract himself before he totally psyched himself out of asking you.

“(Y/n)! Hey! Long time, no see.” Jake said, plopping into the chair beside your desk with a smile.

You looked up from your work and gave him a puzzled smile. “What do you mean? I said hello to you when I saw you this morning.”

Jake laughed nervously. “Haha, yeah. What I actually meant to say was that,” His mind was running a total blank like it usually did around you. “Santiago left pretty suddenly huh? That was super weird.”

You laughed, pulling out your drawyer and revealing a collection of dozens of pencils tied together in different piles. “I know right? Apparently there was some kind of technical situation at her apartment and she had to step out.”

Jake reaching into your drawyer, pulling out one of the wads of pencils and observing them. “How come you have so many of these little dudes? Don’t they all do the same thing.”

You gave him a smile and shook your head. “I guess you could say that, but certain pencils are more sheer while others come off darker, some of them have different variations in line shape,” You noticed he had a confused expression on his face and you chuckled. “And you don’t really care about any of this, do you?”

“No! I think it’s kind of cool,” Jake said, taking one of the pencils out of the stack and twirling it in his hands. “I think anything that comes out of your mouth sounds cool,” He instantly looked up at you. “And that definitely sounded less weird in my head.”

“Thank you regardless,” You said, starting another draft of a criminal sketch for a recent statement a witness gave you. “It’s nice to have a conversation with you in person for a change, I feel like all we really do is text one another.”

Jake perked up, accidentally dropping the pencil onto the ground. “Yeah! I totally agree, which is actually what I wanted to come over and talk to you about,” He picked the pencil off the groun and started fidgeting with it. “I thought since it was Friday, you might wanna come over to my place after work.”

You smudged off a bit of your picture and then smiled at him before taking your pencil back. “I don’t think I’m busy, but yeah I’d love to.”

Jake clapped his hands loudly. “Great! Sounds like a plan.” He was mentally congratulating himself for a successful task completed as he went back to his desk.

“Uh, Jake,” You called back to him.

“Yeah?”

“I kinda, have to know where you live to go there.”

Jake’s brows shot up. “Oh! Yeah! That would be helpful wouldn’t it?” He dug into his jacket pockets and pulled a slip of paper out of one, grabbing a pen and scribbling his address. “Come around 8:30?”

You took the paper. “Works for me.”

“How’d it go? I could only read your facial expressions but it looked fine.” Charles asked whenever Jake pulled him into the locked room.

Jake scratched the back of his head and resisted the urge to start pacing. “I mean I think? She’s coming around my place later tonight.”

“That’s great!” Charles said with a happy clap of his hands. “You know, if this ends up going well I call dibs on being the Best Man at your wedding.”

Jake shook his head. “Let’s think about the present right now, if we’re being honest here, I have no idea what I’m doing.”

“It’s just a date isn’t it? Just do what you usually do.”

That was when Jake remembered something about your conversation. “I never specified that it was a date.”

“What do you mean?”

“I just asked if she wanted to hang out at my place” Jake said with a groan, placing his hands on his head.

“Oh that’s bad,” Charles said with knit brows. “That’s really bad, I don’t even think I’ve done that.”

“Thanks for the support, Charles, I really appreciate it.”

“It’s okay! It’s a simple fix, just go clarify it to her now!”

Jake swallowed, and his hands suddenly felt very clammy. “Yeah,” He said with a totally unintentional voice crack. “Yeah, I can do that.”

Charles clapped a hand on Jake’s shoulder. “I believe in ya, buddy.” He encouraged before leaving the locker room.

Jake tried.

He really did.

But anytime he would come up to you again, he’d open his mouth and nothing would come out.

It was like his body was telling him not to do it, because then you’d probably call off the whole thing.

You didn’t have to stay at the precinct as long as the detectives did on Fridays, so when you started putting on your coat and packing up your things, Jake started to panic.

Amy looked over computer at him. “Hey, you don’t look to great? Something wrong?”

Jake was about to think of some elaborate excuse when you came up to their desks.

“Hey Amy, how’s your apartment?”

“Funny thing, I went over to check and the maintenance guy said everything was totally normal. I tried asking Charles about it but his eyes bugged out and then he ran away.”

You tilted your head. “Weird,” You went to say something to Jake, but you noticed he looked a little sick. “Jake, are you alright? If you’re not feeling well we can just reschedule our date.”

The color instantly returned to his face and he sat up straight in his chair. “Date?”

“Oh, is that not what it is?”

Jake saw the minor disappointment in your eyes and he could have broken out into song. “I would absolutely not mind it being a date.”

You smiled. “Good, after all, you still owe me a portrait. I’ll see you later.” You said with a wink before walking away.

Amy looked over at Jake. “Did you just wheeze?”

Jake, who was watching you walk away with the most dazed look on his face, turned back to Amy. “That is definitely a possibility.”

Next Part: http://ofnifflersandkings.tumblr.com/post/164772517257/title-late-for-the-date-character-jake-peralta

Imagine seeing Chris after giving birth. (Part B)

A/N: Part 5B! Here’s some fluff after that angst. You can read the previous parts here: (‘Charlotte Rose’ - Part 1/Part 2/Part 3/Part 4/Part 5A) and (‘Drunk Minds, Sober Hearts’; ‘Baby Fever’; 'Memory Lane’; and 'Little Ones’ - Masterlist) Enjoy. X

Chris saw your daughter before he saw you; the nurses moved her to the NICU while they stitched you back up. Despite the preterm labor, your baby girl was a beautiful, healthy, and happy baby who came out of your womb with the ability to breathe on her own. She was still needed to be kept in the intensive care unit and monitored until she was strong enough to keep her temperature and feed. Chris was told she had to stay in there for a minimum of two weeks, but he didn’t care; he was just happy that both mother and daughter were fine.

Chris was now waiting with Jack, his parents, and yours to see you. You were yet to be moved to your ward and he was getting a little worried despite being told you were fine. He was tapping his foot so anxiously that Jack opted to sit on a chair instead of his lap. Finally, after half an hour- you were brought out to your ward and Chris could go in and see you.

You were still in a daze when Chris visited; he went in alone because he wanted some time with just you for a while before the rest came in. You were in more pain than you were when you were post-birth with Jack, obviously because you’d been cut into this time. But all that pain faded when you finally opened your eyes and saw your husband’s comforting face. The drugs may have been kicking your ass, but God, did you know he was the love of your life. He took your hand in his and kissed your knuckles, smiling when you managed a weak and tired one.

“Hey, you,” he whispered gently.

“Hi, you,” you mumbled, gently squeezing his hand.

“You really are stronger than I know I ever could be,” he told you.

“I’m not having another child,” was your response and he chuckled, making you smile. “How’s our girl?” You asked and his smile reached his eyes as he nodded. “Is she okay? There’s nothing wrong with her, is there?”

“No,” he shook his head, squeezing your hand. “She’s perfect, just like you and just like Jack.” You smiled. “Your girl is as strong as Charlotte Rose. There is nothing that will ever hold her down, she’s going to grow up to be the most inspiring person we’ll have ever known.”

“Charlotte Rose,” you repeated with a smile; that was perfect for your daughter. It was the first job you and Chris were working on together, and considering it was what you were working on when you went into labor- it made sense, especially after what Chris said. “Chris, do you-” You didn’t even need to finish your question, Chris had already answered it with a nod. “Charlotte Rose Evans,” you said and smiled. “You should go write it on her birth certificate.”

“I already did,” he admitted with a sheepish smile. “I kind of knew you’d want to name her after our first movie together, especially when we were working on said movie when you went into labor.” You chuckled softly because your husband knew you a little too well. “Plus I have a feeling our movie, Charlotte Rose, is going to win us an Oscar. So why not name our little miracle, Charlotte Rose too, seeing as she’s going to as treasured as the golden statue.”

“We really do have the same mindset, don’t we, Evans?” You entwined your fingers with his and he chuckled, nodding. “I’m really happy I met you, Chris.” You told him, feeling your eyes well with tears. “I honestly don’t know what my life would be like without you in it, I can’t imagine it’d be good or as fulfilling as it is now.”

“The feeling’s mutual,” he kissed your hand. “So you can imagine how worried I was about you after you went into the ward,” he chuckled when you did. “I thought I was going to lose you and I was panicking thinking about what I was going to do- how I was going to take care of two children without the love of my life. As much as I love Jack and Charlotte, there is no one I’m going to love more than you.”

“I am pretty awesome,” you smiled.

“You are the best thing in my life,” he corrected.

“You too,” you responded then heard a knock on the door. It was your parents and your son waiting to see you. “We should probably let them in,” you told Chris and he sighed with a soft chuckle. “Go on, Captain. We can have time alone when we’re old and gray,” you teased.

“It’s a date,” he kissed your forehead then proceeded to open the door for them. Jack started barreling towards the second your dad put him down, only to be caught by a chuckling Chris. “Bud, gentle.” He told him and Jack nodded as he walked your son over to you.

“Mama,” he gently hugged you when Chris put him down on your bed. You hugged him back tightly, ignoring the slight stings your wounds gave you. “I’m so proud of you!” He grinned when he pulled away; you smiled at Chris knowing it was what Chris told him to say. “I saw Charlie, she’s so cute! I can’t wait for her to come home to play with me.”

“She’s beautiful,” your mom and Lisa said simultaneously.

“Congratulations,” your dad and Bob smiled at you and Chris.

You and Chris shared a smile, holding Jack close between the both of you. “Thank you,” you both said then shared a sweet kiss. Your beautiful family of four- including Dodger- was now a perfect family of five. Neither of you could ask for anything more; you had two beautiful children, the perfect half as your partner, and you were working with said perfect half on a movie that was surely to bring in Oscars. All was well for the Evans/Y/L/N duo, and all would be well for a long, long time.

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Epilogue is next! here!

Who Hurt You? (Part 2)

Title: Who Hurt You? (Part 2)

Characters: Tony x Reader, Gibbs, McGee, Abby, Vance

Word Count: 2,538

Warnings: Angst, and a little fluff.

A/N: Here we are with the second part of this Tony Series! Hopefully you all enjoy this part too! The next part will be posted either a week from today, or sooner! Here is PART 1!

The tires to the car screeched to a halt as Gibbs pulled up to your apartment.  The three men climbed out of the car and looked around.  “Is he home,” McGee asked as you got out of the car, shutting the door.

You nodded, “yeah, his car is here.  He probably hasn’t moved, knowing him.”  Your boyfriend had quit his job as soon as he moved in, which didn’t help.  He wasted his unemployment on beer and cheap takeout food that you hated.  You had to use most of your money on bills, not that he cared.

“Let’s go.  [Y/N], keys,” Tony asked, extending his hand towards you.  He didn’t look worried anymore; his look was stern, just like Gibbs.  McGee was the only one who still looked concerned.  Maybe he was worried for your boyfriend.  The last time someone messed with either you or Abby, they ended up in prison.

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Here’s me throwing a little appreciation to everyone who makes my time on this website for dumdums worthwhile! I wanted to do something a little different instead of just listing all my favs, so i’ve written just a little blurb to thank you for making me so happy <3 I hope you all manage to find your tag lol this got a bit long (might have to do a cheeky command+f heh) compliments / blurbs under the cut!!

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Written to kick off @teamengineering‘s Fitz Birthday Project - the Fitz Wish List! We’re granting Fitz 30 wishes to celebrate his 30th birthday. :D This also fulfills the @thefitzsimmonsnetwork‘s Fanwork Friday Prompt “Surprise.” 

Wish #1: Chocolate Banana Cream Pie

Read below or on AO3!

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Post S4 in Space 

“Jemma, we’re going to get caught.”

“No, we’re not. I called in a few favors. And it’s not like we’re doing anything scandalous. We’re just going to the rec room.”

She felt a bit silly pulling him along by his arm, making sure he didn’t knock into any walls or stub his toes along the way. It was nearly curfew, so they really shouldn’t be out this late, but Jemma was determined to make the most of the day even with the few moments of freedom they were allowed by their captors.

“Can I at least open my eyes? I’m not going to walk out into space, am I?”  

“Hilarious, you are,” she replied. “But not yet,” she added, squeezing his shoulder in encouragement. “We’re almost there.”

When she finally managed to guide him down the rest of the hallway and into the rec room, she positioned him in front of the card table at the center of the room and moved to his side, her hand lingering on his shoulder.

“Okay. Open.”

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we started this blog on july 17th, 2016 and today marks nakamotens’ one year anniversary!! time flies and we feel like we’ve both come so far ;; honestly, when we both started this blog we didn’t think we’d stan nct this much!! the only reason we made a blog together was because we didn’t think we’d be able to commit to running a blog on our own… and look where we are one year later :^)

so we just wanted to thank you guys!! to our mutuals, our followers and people who reblog our stuff, we’re just really grateful for everything ;; within just one year we’ve gained 16.7k and while we don’t want to focus on numbers too much, we want to thank each and every one of you for welcoming us into the fandom and for making our experience a fun and memorable one!

we did want to do something special for you guys but couldn’t really think of anything rip… but our requests are always open!! and under the cut we’ve included messages to some of our friends + blogs that we really admire ; _ ;

again, thank you guys so much!! we’ve had an incredible year and maybe we’ll even last for another one~ we hope you’re all doing well too, remember to drink lots of water and get lots of rest!!! we love you guys ♡

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🐧.  SOBS, lol. Seriously though started RPing Ramsay in B.C — jk it was actually in :August 5th, 2016    <– that my FIRST Ramsay blog was made. This Ramsay blog is the third but been rping as Ramsay since Aug 5th, 2016. Like cooool. right? The more you know *rainbow sign*.

You all have no idea how thankful I am to have you all in my life :’) !! You’re all fantastic human beings who bring SO MUCH LIFE & SO MUCH BEAUTY ON THE DASH, with that A+ writing and muse of yours. Such quality blogs that I follow & that follow me, such delight. Let me just say how honored I am to have you all in my life. Maybe I don’t roleplay with half of you. ( but that doesn’t mean I don’t enjoy your muse or your threads or wonder how would our interactions be. )

And the ones I’ve been roleplaying with, or just started roleplaying with. I am so, so thankful for all our, ( long threads/ short threads/ random asks/ memes/ crack —- I enjoy it all from you slayers. ) You’re all bunch of special snowflakes, okay? Each and every one of you bring something different on the dash. You all bring creative stories I enjoy reading every time it’s on the dash. You breathe life into your character. Not all Ramsay’s/ Jon’s/ Sansa’s —- or Cersei’s are the same. And there is NOTHING wrong with that. If you put your heart and soul into your writing and muse, trust me. People will love it, & they do. I know I do. And this goes out to all the different fandoms I follow! Like you’re all just admirable. And should be proud of your portray on your muse(s). Those who have been with me since the very beginning ( from my old Ramsay blog to here. ) - Thank you for STILL being here and standing by my side and supporting my widdo flaya, Ramsay Bolton. :’) You have no idea how much I love this muse. He’s really, — something.

Shoutout to the G.O.T fandom for being one of a kind!! For standing up for one another, we’ve had some tough times, and we’ve survived it all. I am honestly SO THANKFUL for this fandom. And I don’t regret joining it. Made friends, close friends & a best friend. ( just — met a lot of people who mean the world to me, and still getting to know a lot of new people who are already unique gems. )

Shoutout to W.W.E fandom: I have some old roleplaying partners that are following me on this blog. People who meant/ and still mean a lot to me :’) !! People who I roleplayed with, in the stone age. When giant gifs were a thing, only one type of font. No icons, no fancy blog. Honestly, I love you all who followed me on this blog, we’ve watched each other grow :’) !! sobs. okay.

I love you all so much. ♥️  I hope I get to continue enjoying that flawless muse of your, all your threads and you ( the muns. ) You don’t understand how honor I am to just be able to call you my friends, rping partners — fellow followers. And I thank you for sticking by my side since day one.

I am grateful for every one of you. Honestly : Now moving on to where I thank you all: Also it’s gonna get long for a few of y’all CAUSE I am MUSHY AS FUCK. These are to all those who I appericate : If I forgot a few I am sorry.


TO ALL THE FLAYERS I ADMIRE // WANT TO GET TO KNOW // ADORE FROM AFAR —:

@adunxphel // @agirlingrey // @applesrose // @ashenkiing // @asmyladymcther // @aureatehand // @badasshybridqueen // @bastardsbcy // @benjenstcrk // @boltonxblood // @born-to-be-admired // @breakercfchains // @cantfrightenme  // @clownpriince // @comellly // @corcillum // @darkdwelled // @davosshorthand // @distrcss // @dreadlcrd // @emberwraith // @fcrgottenone // @feastforthecrown // @fidelisursa // @fifthbornforrester // @finalpetal // @fircbride // @firefclt // @flame-of-ostwick // @foreignaccent // @fuckthekiing // @fuckthewildfire // @fyrsol // @godveiined // @greyenvy // @halvbjorn // @handofhonor // @ircnbcrn // @joydolorous // @kcnnelisms // @kingslaying // @ladiesofstillhaven // @lil-mxnster // @littlealinabolton // @lolotoituaiga // @longmayshereign-cersei // @lordofthewatch // @louvereine // @maimedlion // @mischiefiisms // @motherofwolvcs // @motherstarkling // @nctyourlady // @needlcd // @neitherknightnorlady // @northernvengeance // @ofgoldenwit // @ofpalletown // @ofturncloak // @ofwolvesblood // @onceasmuggler // @onceporcelain // @opposes // @ornxry // @palewhisper  // @qceenmother // @queenlyreign // @queenofhartsxo // @rcseheir // @rcsemaiden // @rcsethcrn // @rcver // @reekcd // @reneexpaquette // @royalsadist // @rubyarmoured // @sansavis // @scatterbraincd // @scsnaak // @secxndstark // @sermountain // @shamanvladek // @shewasdornish // @sihnons // @singlesighted // @showmaxter // @soldier306 // @sonslayed // @sovietghoul // @starhaze // @sunderedforce // @technogod // @tethereddivine // @theblackcraven // @thecodekeeper // @thelostwildwolf // @thesellsword // @thewhxtewclf // @thrones-of-a-game // @timelordcurse // @trystcne // @txrmundgiantsbane // @unburntxqueen // @unscorchedqueen // @unseenmockingjay // @valyarys // @vezosdarilaros // @waspromised // @wildlingfire // @wildwclf // @wintercrowned // @winterswhcre // @withanarmy // @wolfdreamt // @wolfsouled // @worshipsonlydeath // @zaldrizesx // @zaldrizotala // @zokliitsos // @forgedweapon // @themanyvoiices // @liiberum  // @astatheloner // @yngwolfrobb & @kisscdbyfire

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Hey guys! This is just my reaction/summary post of the BTS Concert in Newark (Thursday, 3/23)! I’ll be going into a lot of detail, but bare with me. I’ve linked all the fancams I took throughout the post, so you can check that out :)

[Full Fancam Playlist]

BEFORE THE CONCERT

Alright so first things first…I’ve been following BTS since ~May/June 2014, and this was the first time I was actually able to go to a live concert. I WAS LITERALLY BEYOND THE MOON when I got tickets, and I was so excited that I was badgering everyone I knew with my fangirling. BTS means so much to me, they got me through some of the hardest times in my life, and they gave me happiness and hope. So getting to go to one of their concerts, see them and support them in person, was such a blessing.

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