now i know to bring a charger

Strictly Professional (Part 3)

Summary: Misha’s gone before you wake up, and you begin to doubt everything that happened with you and him the night before. Was it just a misunderstanding, or did everything the night before really not mean anything to him? (FUCK MY SUMMARIES ARE TERRIBLE)

Pairing: Misha x Publicist/PA!Reader

Word Count: 1.4k

Warnings: angst, language

Strictly Professional Masterlist


Ok. Calm down. Get a grip.

Before you completely jumped to conclusions and assumed the worst (which was something you did way too often), you took a few deep breaths and tried to focus and assess the situation rationally.

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anonymous asked:

Um... Hi! Can you please do dai companions reacting to inquisitor Lavellan crying over Solas post trespasser? Thank you! ❤️

(Note: this is not a slight on Solas or Solasmancers or Solas fans. This is just written from what would be the companions’ reactions to the whole mess. Keep in mind that everyone but Cole disapproves if Lavellan says “I have to save him” choosing the romance option in Trespasser.)

Cassandra: She was still livid about the whole mess, and at Solas, but to see her friend so heartbroken… she’s going to kill him if it was the last thing she did. She tries to console the Herald to little avail, and feels awful for them. “Fen’Harel is not worthy of you,” she snaps, “I know it hurts, but he does not and never did deserve you.”

Iron Bull: Like Cassandra, he wants to violently murder Solas for this as he holds a sobbing Lavellan. For the moment, his attention is on her, though, and he feels so bad for her. The other Chargers are also trying to comfort her if she doesn’t mind their approach. “I know, Boss, I know,” he murmurs gently, stroking her back, “we’re here. We’re always here.”

Blackwall: Lavellan doesn’t deserve this. Blackwall’s mad at Solas, of course, but he doesn’t dare bring him up. He just sits with the Herald and lets her cry, because sometimes that’s all one can do. “I can’t imagine how you’re feeling right now,” he murmurs, “but I’m here. Don’t know that it counts for much, but we’re all still here for you.”

Sera: Never has she wanted to kill anyone so much before. Not only was she mad at Solas for trying to destroy the world for the elves, one of her best friends was left utterly heartbroken by him. She just sits and hugs her and murmurs reassurances. “Don’t worry, I’ll get back at that stupid, shitty, elfy old wolf for you. You’re safe here. I’m not leaving you behind. We’re not.”

Varric: And here he thought what Blondie did was bad. Not only was Chuckles plotting to destroy basically everything that wasn’t Elven, he left one of his friends behind with a broken heart. He curses Chuckles’ name and sits with Lavellan, offering his solemn apologies. If she chooses to move to Kirkwall, he’ll ensure she’s safe.

Cole: “He still loves you so much it hurts. He knows you hurt.” he says mournfully. “It hurts him just as much. He thinks he has to, but he doesn’t want to. How can we help him and you? Your hurt is so powerful, so strong, it touches everyone.” He doesn’t know how to help, but he wants to so much– the hurt is too much. He settles for hugging her.

Vivienne: She’s already plotting with the others on ways to fight Solas, and she’s thinking of other suitors she can introduce Lavellan to, once she heals. She simply won’t tolerate the idea of Solas even being remotely near her again. “He is a revolting creature, unworthy of you.” she says, handing her friend a handkerchief. “We’ll get through this, Darling. I swear upon it.”

Dorian: His blood is boiling as he holds his best friend, who’s sobbing into his arms. How dare the Dread Wolf? How dare he hurt her? It’s mingled with pity and worry for the woman in his arms, and he lets her go as long as she wants. “I’m so sorry,” he murmurs now and again, “I’m here. Let it out.” He stays with her a little while longer than he planned, and before he goes, he kisses the little sending crystal he gave her and hugs her.

Solas: He checks on Lavellan in the Fade and finds her dreams as nightmares, darkened by her stress, and his heart pangs with guilt, and his stomach drops. He never wanted this for her. For a moment, he wonders if he should have given all of this up and stayed with her, but he flees when she seems to notice him. “Ir abelas, ma vhenan.” he whispers as he goes.

Josephine: She feels so bad for the Herald. She clears their schedule for the next few days if she can and makes sure they’re well tended-to. She visits them when she can, sparing a handkerchief, a shoulder to cry on, and a ear to listen. She invites them to come with her to visit her family in Antiva, suggesting that getting out might help.

Leliana: She gets them everything they need and makes sure someone is keeping them company, and she gets to work. Solas would pay for this. By wronging Lavellan and plotting to destroy the world, he had angered the wrong bard. She’d start the first steps and get Lavellan to join her when she was ready. She does visit her and stay for a little while. “I know it hurts. I will for awhile. But you have friends, and we are here.”

Cullen: He feels absolutely terrible for Lavellan, among stress and anger and a frantic hurry to discuss what their next step should be. He’s not quite sure what to do, but he wants to comfort her. Thankfully, his dog seems to know how to help at least a little– his mabari hurries up to her and licks her face repeatedly, trying to climb up onto her lap, and she can’t help but laugh. His eyes widen, and shortly after, he gifts Lavellan a mabari puppy. 

Ivy (Part 2)

Summary: You’ve had a crush on your best friend for a while now but you haven’t worked up the nerve to tell him in fear of rejection. So what will happen when he asks you to pretend to be his girlfriend for a week? Will you be able to keep your feelings at bay?

Warnings: None

A/N: This one’s a little shorter than I wanted it to be but don’t worry, part 3 is up and ready to go for Tuesday!

Originally posted by winteriskaming

“Is this the last one? Because I’m sure you’ve brought your whole closet,” Rafinha gestured to the pile of suitcases waiting to be loaded into the trunk of his car.

You rolled your eyes. “Don’t be silly Raf. This is only like half my closet.” You wheeled out your smallest and last suitcase out of the door to your house, hearing Rafinha mumble about you having too many clothes.

You closed and locked the door behind you. “Goodbye house,” you laid your palm on the door. “I’ll miss you.”

It’s not even that long of a trip Y/N. We’re supposed to be there for a week and this,” he glared at your multiple bags of different sizes. “Is at least a month.”

“Well then, at least I’ll be prepared.”

He muttered something in Portuguese before packing both your bags into the car.

“Do we have everything for the ride?” You called out, knowing that if you didn’t bring your book and headphones that you would surely go crazy.

“Um…” You started going through your mental checklist aloud before he could finish.


“In one of those.” He waved a finger in the direction of your carry on bags.

“Charger and phone?”

“Check. I saw it with your headphones and your phone is in your hand right now.” You looked down at your hand. He was right.

“I know, I just wanted to make sure you knew too.”

He scoffed but you just continued. “Wallet?”

“Check, you always have it in your purse.”



You repeated yourself. “Snacks?” When you’re met with nothing again, you look up and see a guilty smirk on his face.

“Are you kidding me? I specifically told you not to eat them!”

Rafinha laughed as he leaned against the now closed trunk of his car. “I know, I know, but how am I supposed to control myself when you buy my favourites and leave them in plain sight?”

“It’s called self- control. Maybe look it up.” With a sigh, you shook your head and made your way to the passenger side. “I guess your paying for all the food for the rest of the trip.”

“I don’t know how that seems fair in any way,” he protested.

‘Oh it’s fair, now come on before the plane leaves without us. Again.” You glared at him at the last part, referring to past experiences.

“That was still not my fault, you have to stop blaming me for everything garota linda.”

There it was again. The oh so harmless nickname that had an effect on you every time. You chewed on your bottom lip and quickly entered the car to hide you the blush that was creeping up to your cheeks. Rafinha followed your actions and entered the drivers side, not noticing .

“To the airport we go girlfriend,” he said with a wink.

How you could survive this weekend, you had no idea.

Teacher, out of nowhere: Class, now pick a partner that you will be rooming with for a week that might potential decide how happy you are during that week and possibly affect the rest of your life in some obscure way.

Me: Fuck no I’m not prepared I need to plan this you know. Like which roommate would not mind me wearing the day’s clothes to bed because I’m dead tired and which roommate don’t mind me staying up to 3am despite having to wake at 5 and which roommate potentially would bring the most food, have the longest portable charger battery life, have the most entertaining phone apps.

Me: Also, which another pair should be beside my room like which would wake half an hour early to bang on my door to wake me up and which would not mind me playing loudass noises in the middle of the night and which is willing to sneak to my room to have a pillow fight out of nowhere?

Me: No pressure.

i lent this guy my charger during german and then i was so distracted i left without getting it back (its a new expensive one) and so i texted my classmate and got his number and he texted me “i got you dw” and i was like “what the hell does that mean” and i was like “my what? do you have my charger or not? do you have class tomorrow? when can i pick it up?! at least bring it monday please!” and i just googled dw and now i know what it means and i feel like an idiot

College advice #1

What is neccesary to bring to college? (like, REALLY neccesary)

When I was in my first year, I brougt the ‘basics’: my laptop, some money and my Student ID.

Now that I’m in my thir year I bring so much more stuff, because I’ve learnt.

· Phone charger: because batteries these days sucks and it is neccesary to have your phone in case something happens. This also applies if you use a laptop, I try to bring my charger with me if I know I am going to spend the afternoon in the library doing research.

· Band-aids: Yes, because maybe you cut yourself with a paper sheet or your shoes hurt you.

· Meds: Specially if you’re a girl, you may face struggles like back aches, or head aches because of your period. Trust me, first year it was a nightmare because I got so ill I faint at college. Most places can’t give you any meds because if you get ill because of them, it is their responsability. So bring yourself something (specially if you’re always ill like me haha).

· Tampons/pads: Yep. Not only for me, but I always carry some more for any of my friends.

· Pen drive: You can save lives with this, trust me. When you forgot your essay home and you have to re-print them, you will need this.

· An empty bottle: So you can refill it with water :) stay healthy :*

These are my essentials, things that are not too heavy or big, but can help me through a lot of situations :) Hope this help you too!

anonymous asked:

wait what happened to misha?!?!?

he was at the spn panel earlier and he seemed completely normal and now right before the nerd hq panel started aisha tyler said that misha was not there, that he had to go home and be with his kids. but that’s all the information we have right now. none of the other actors gave us any further indication to what’s exactly going on.

but jensen said that he is texting him and like 10 minutes ago he was driving and jensen wanted to face time him but couldn’t reach him. and now he first has to charge his phone. (everyone was rushing to bring him a charger :3) and i think soon he’s gonna try and we’ll hopefully know more.

the most worrisome about this is that i think most of us know that misha would never leave a huge and important event as comic con if it wasn’t serious. so especially with having basically 1% information, it’s gotten everyone so worried.

anonymous asked:

Can you do a Cameron imagine where you come home late because of work or something and he was really worried where you were and cute and fluff!!

y/j= your job

          You sigh, walking to your car after a long night. You just finished your extended shift at y/j. You had to stay late because your co-worker called in sick, last minute. It was a busy day, too. You were exhausted. You get to your car, and reach into your purse, realizing you forgot your keys inside the building. You groan and trudge back. You open the door, and see your boss about to leave. 

          “Sorry, I left my keys,” you explain and he nods. “Can you lock up? I have to get home to my kids,” he says, and you accept. He leaves and you spot your keys on a counter. You grab them and leave. After you lock up, you walk back to your car, again. You unlock your door and get in, slumping into the seat. You yawn, tiredly. “I better call Cam. He’ll probably be worried,” you decide, and take your phone out of your purse to find out it’s dead. 

          You curse for not bringing your charger today. Cam must be worried sick. You bite your lip, and start the car, hoping he’s okay. You pull out of the parking lot and start driving home. About 20 minutes later, you pull into your dark driveway. The downstairs light of your house is on, and you know that Cam is waiting for you. You feel so bad.

          You walk to your door, and open it slowly and quietly, in case he is sleeping. You walk in to see the kitchen empty. You put down your purse and slide off your shoes. You walk into the living room to see Cameron pacing t=in front of the TV, tugging on his hair, which is something he does when he’s worried or nervous. “Cam?” you say.

          His head snaps up and he gives you the most relieved look. He runs up and smothers you in his arms. “Cam, I’m so sorry. Someone called in sick, last minute and I had to cover for her. It was so busy today, and when I walked to my car at the end of my shift, I realized that I forgot my keys inside, so I had to go back and get them. And when I finally got inside my car to call you, I saw that my phone was dead, and this was the day that I decided not to bring my charger with me. I’m so sorry,” you ramble, your bottom lip quivering. 

          “Shhh,” he says, rubbing your back. “It’s okay. You have nothing to be sorry about. You’re here now and you’re safe. I know you’re stressed out, but calm down. You’re okay,” he soothes. You immediately relax into his touch. He always knows how to calm you down. You yawn, tiredly, and he smiles. “C’mon, let’s head up to bed,” he says. He scoops you up in his arms and carries you carefully up the stairs.

          He lies you down on the bed and puts the covers over you, before climbing in himself. He wraps his arms around you, and you cuddle up to him. You rest your head on his chest and he kisses your forehead. “I love you so much, y/n. I’m the luckiest man alive to be able to call you mine,” he smiles, pulling you in for a sweet kiss. 

Here you go! It’s short, but I hope you like it! Love you💞

what i have so far

People who are coming:

Hear me now





i want to know


hole in the ground


air catcher


johnny boy


fake you out

falling too

glowing eyes







fem drown

taken by sleep

taken by sleep (there are two)


fairly local

run and go


message man


tb saga

taxi cab

car radio




blurry face







realize that it’s gone

street poetry

miss believer

holding on to you

Transportation and seating plan:

Driver: Blasphemy, ode to sleep

Seat A: blasphemy, (when not driving), ruby

Seat B: Save, radio, run and go

Seat C: johnny boy, ode to sleep

Seat D: fem-drown, taken by sleep (there are two)

Seat E: blurryface, polarize

Seat F: message man, fairly local

Seat G: mrmistyeyes, fuckface

Seat H: air catcher, fake you out

Seat I: truce, goodbye, tonight

Seat K: tb saga, glowing eyes

Seat L: slowtown, clear

Seat M: implicit, addict

Seat N: tonight, two, realize that it’s gone

Seat O: pantaloon, anathema

Seat P: torch, semi-automatic, miss believer

Seat Q: taken by sleep, screen

Seat R: taxi cab, drown

Seat S: i want to know, two

Nest: hole in the ground, hear me now, titled, hometown, falling too, tod, phun, street poetry, holding on to you

Who’s bringing what:

Hole in the ground: Snacks and movies

Hear me now: gas money, AAA

blasphemy: music, aux chord

implicit: Blankets, pillows

goodbye: Marshmallows, things to make smores

phun: blankets, 2 sleeping bags

i want to know: books, flashlights

addict: batteries, stuffies

clear: Pillows, 2 sleeping bags

air catcher: fairy lights, radio

two: cooler, ice

johnny boy: drinks, bread

screen: condiments, hot dogs, a sleeping bag

fake you out: candy, soda

falling too: ukulele, guitar

glowing eyes: more flashlights, a sleeping bag, pillows

save: Pillows, phone chargers

ode: different phone chargers, speaker

titled: sweaters, peanut butter

anathema: fire starters, things you put in the fire to make it colourful, anything i forgot to mention

tod: flashlights, batteries

hometown: wood, nutella

fem drown: wifi thingy, camera

taken by sleep: pillows, a sleeping bag, a tent

taken by sleep (there are two): 2 tents, fairy lights

tonight: Glowsticks, glow in the dark stars

fairly local: drinks, popcorn

run and go: plastic or styrofoam dishes, plastic utensils

ruby: 2 tents, glow sticks

message man: snacks, tv series

mrmistyeye: bubbles, movies

tb saga: blow up mattresses, 4 sleeping bags

taxi cab: snacks, drinks

car radio: radio, batteries

torch: flashlights, 2 tents

slowtown: 2 blow up mattresses, stuffies

pantaloon: wood, guitar

blurry face: paint, arts and crafts supplies

regional: sweaters, arts and crafts supplies

semi-automatic: jumper cables, notebooks

truce: colouring crayons, markers, arts and crafts supplies

fuckface: maps, sketchbooks

polarize: polaroid cameras, paper you put in the camera

drown: towels, water toys

realize that it’s gone: Flannels, 5 sleeping bags

street poetry: 7 sleeping bags, campfire stories/songs

miss believer: 10 sleeping bags

holding on to you: Candy, soda

waste the night

In which Luke writes a letter to you because he needs to let you know and he needs to get it all of his chest and he needs someone (read: you) to love him back. In which he relives memories. In which you understand and feel free because the one you need, needs you back.

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Goodbye 3DS, Goodbye all of us

My 3DS’s internal charger broke, so now I have to watch it slowly run out of power for the last time and die, like unplugging a loved one from life support. It will never know how much I treasured our times spent together, how much I enjoyed bringing it to crowded gatherings, or how much I enjoyed its company on the loneliest of trips - for it is only a machine. Just like me. Just like all of us. In a way, we are sentient 3DSs. Our bodies are composed of many essential parts, all connected in a precise manner with each other, each part functioning naturally and selflessly to benefit the whole. In the same way, our society and in fact all of humanity is meant to model after this pattern. The laws that govern us dictate that we have no choice but to comply or risk break downs in the system. If one essential component is damaged, we too may be doomed. But just as my 3DS is designed to be replaced, so are we as individuals. Millions can take our places, and no one would notice in the grand pattern of the global machine - just as a broken handheld game system can be replaced with a shiny new model so conveniently. My 3DS was designed with this concept in mind, but who was I designed for? Which one of my parts is bound to malfunction and cause my system to shut down? What about you? What will break your internal charger? What about all of us? 

…oh well, always wanted a 3DS XL anyway.