otp: you think you know me so well

***Nearly 3 weeks into the hiatus and I am missing Magnus and Alec desperately. Matthew Daddario voice: *When is it gonna end?” Siiigh. But well, what better way to spent the hiatus then reading some great Malec fanfics, right? Right. Because I have read a lot of amazing fics incl. discovering some great new authors. And now that autumn is coming…. the perfect time to read more.

Also, I am overwhelmed how many notes the last rec post got and how much you all enjoy(ed) it. So I hope this 5th edition will get a lot of love, too. Again, let me know if you liked this and if I should continue doing this. But now, have fun reading, pumpkins.***


FALL WITHOUT WINGS by @notcrypticbutcoy [ M | 144k | WIP ]

Alec has been told the same stories all his life. He’s been taught the same lines, over and over again. Downworlders are reckless, impulsive, demonic. They’re not to be trusted.

And Magnus Bane is the epitome of everything evil about Downworlders.

At least, that’s what people keep telling him. Alec’s not quite so sure anymore.

Or: In which the Nephilim have wings, are taught to loathe Downworlders, and Alec is presented with a conundrum when Magnus Bane saves his life.


HOLDING THE STICK by @baneismyexistence​  [ M | AU | 80.3k | complete ]

Alec Lightwood has dreamed of hoisting Lord Stanley since he was eight. It’s in his blood. He’s spent the last five years trying to make that dream a reality, only managing to fall short each time.

Until a scandal leads to a multi-team trade that sends Magnus Bane his way. One of the top performing wingers in the league. An up and coming star.

And the most handsome man Alec has ever met.

He’s doomed.


STRANGE LOVE by arandomfan91 [ M | AU | 46.6k | complete ]

Alec is in love with Magnus. Magnus needs Alec to be his fake boyfriend. What could possibly go wrong?


STRANGE LOVE - EXTRAS by arandomfan91 [ T | AU | 13.8k | complete ]

Missing scenes and chapter re-writes from Strange Love, all told from Magnus’ POV.

These extras are tied in with the fic Strange Love. You should read that story first before reading this!


FOOLS RUSH IN by @m-aleciseverything [ M | AU | 85.2k | complete ]

Alec, Jace, and Simon go to Vegas for Jace’s bachelor party and things get a little bit ridiculous.

Alec wakes up the next morning and…wait a minute, who’s that in his bed?


AND THE OSCAR GOES TO… by @lecrit  [ E | AU | 21.5k | complete | Stars Aligned #1 ]

Working for Magnus isn’t easy. Magnus is out of control and Alec has to yell more often than not to get him to listen to him. He hates everything formal because it means he has to watch his mouth. Most importantly, Magnus is an incorrigible flirt.

Which would be alright if Alec wasn’t utterly, irremediably, unfathomably in love with him.


IT’S ALWAYS YOUR MOVE by @lecrit  [ E | AU | 15.5k | complete | Stars Aligned #2 ]

Maryse Lightwood is fierce, determinate and she is standing right in front of Magnus, on the threshold of his house, the scowl on her face announcing nothing good.

Magnus hasn’t seen her since the Oscars ceremony three days ago. To be fair, he hasn’t really seen anyone, too busy that he had been catching up on lost time with Alec.

Magnus thought he could be tranquil forever after winning an Oscar and finally confessing his feelings to Alec. Magnus was wrong.


WALK OF FAME by @lecrit  [ M | AU | 13.5k | complete | Stars Aligned #3 ]

Alec is fairly certain he is the luckiest man in America. On earth. Possibly in the entire universe.

He slowly started to convince himself of the now indisputable fact when Magnus and him started dating a year ago after the ceremony that crowned Magnus as King of the World (or Best Actor, but Alec isn’t always objective when it comes to his boyfriend).
A lot happened in a year, and Alec knows eventually the wheel is bound to spin and his luck might dim and vanish but as of now, he still feels like the luckiest man on earth, and he is going to make the most of it for as long as it lasts.


CATCHING THE LOVE BUG by @daddariossmile [ M | AU | 3.5k | complete ]

In which the Lightwood siblings always end up in the hospital, Alec spends a lot of time waiting around, and the charming Dr. Bane is more than a little attractive. 


SYMPATHY FOR THE PRINCE by @ketzwrites [ M | AU | 31.9k | complete ]

Prince of Hell Magnus Bane, was tired of his life in Hell. Every day was the same; condemned souls being punished for their wrong doings, demons feasting on the worst humanity had to offer, two or three deals with a few greedy humans. It was dull, uneventful. Boring.

So Magnus packed his bags and moved to New York City. As the owner of the lavishing club Pandemonium at the heart of Manhattan, Magnus enjoyed a life without worries for five years, until the fateful night where a former client was murdered on the streets.

It was then that he met no-nonsense Homicide Detective Alec Lightwood, owner of incorruptible morals and the tightest ass Magnus has ever seen. Earth was fun, after all.


TODAY YOUR BARISTA IS… by @baneandgone [ G | AU | 2.4k | complete ]

alec works in a coffeeshop. one day jace hijacks the chalkboard out front

(aka one of those ‘today your barista is’ sign aus)


THIGH HOLSTER by @everydayisonfire [ E | PWP | 2.2k | complete ]

Magnus doesn’t get distracted by a certain Shadowhunter, wearing a tight thigh holster.
Nope. Absolutely not.


ON THE SUBWAY by The_Forgotten_Nobody [ G | AU | 1.4k | complete | On The Subway #1 ]

Confused, Magnus followed Rafael’s line of site to the opposite side of the train where a young man sat, pulling silly faces. However, the moment he realised Magnus was staring his face flushed and he stopped, averting his eyes as if he hadn’t just answered all of Magnus’ prayers. In more ways than one as well because not only had he calmed Raf down but he was gorgeous.


MR LIGHTWOOD, MR BANE by TruePlainHearts [ E | PWP | 2.2k | complete ]

“Lovely to see you, Mr Lightwood.”

“And you, Mr Bane. Thank you for taking the time.”

*****

The kinky, shameless smut that occurs right after the rest of the clan leaders leave. Magnus and Alec make excellent and creative use of Alec’s new office and its expansive mahogany desk… and its sturdy door.


MR. LIGHTWOOD by @nanf1c​ [ M | 1.2k | complete ]

A ‘no kissing, looking at suggestively or touching’ rule was applied when it came to Magnus and Alec at the downworlder meeting. Magnus respected that, respected his man, and tried his best as soon as he walked through the doors of the institute. But now, back in his loft, with the night fallen and Alec returning through the front door from a demon attack, looking battered and exhausted, Magnus couldn’t help but keep the game going.


YOU HAVE ME by @hufflebee​ [ G | 664 | complete ]

They stay on the balcony for a while, listening to the sounds of New York at night. Alec noticed the glasses and the discarded pillows when he walked in, but he doesn’t want to break the comfortable silence they’ve fallen into. He looks over at Magnus, and by the angel, he looks beautiful, breathtaking. but the longer Alec watches him, the more he can see the makeup and hair and the clothes for what they really are.

An armour.


PARADISE IN BETWEEN by Teumessian [ E | 7.8k | complete | The Boundless Saga #4 ]

In the months following the loss of the Mortal Cup, anxieties run deep. It’s no time for a vacation, and yet… Magnus has had a lot of years to practice the art of persuasion.


WITH MY BODY AND SOUL, I WANT YOU MORE THAN YOU’LL EVER KNOW by liamandzayn [ E | PWP | 4.3k | complete ]

Alec captures the defined line of Magnus’ jaw between eager yet clumsy fingers, tilting his face upwards as they gasp into each other’s mouths, exchanging fevered gusts of breath. Magnus seizes the swollen flesh of Alec’s bottom lip with gentle teeth, nipping gingerly, suckling with avid hunger and Alec’s groan resonates loud and clear throughout the room. By the angel, he wants this man desperately; his need has become a physical ache, pulsating through his nerve endings and coiling strictly around his burning muscles.


BEGIN AGAIN by ReneeWritesx [ not rated | AU | 21k | complete | A Light To Call Home #1 ]

Unpacking sucked. And Magnus had only brought like half of his things. Okay, maybe two-thirds. But whatever, it didn’t matter. What did matter was that Magnus was sweating from carrying boxes, the cottage had no air conditioning, and he was super close to packing everything back up and driving back to New York in about three seconds.

-

Or the one where heartbreak is a pain in the ass, Magnus is forced to spend the summer in a small cottage in the hopes of finding his passion for design again, and manages to piss off the cute neighbor after only being there for two days.

“The only real pain in life is between hanging on and letting go.”


IN THE INSTITUTE by sarahrae5135 [ E | 6.1k | complete ]

Magnus stays at the Institute for the first time.


THE MORNING AFTER by @asexualalexanderlightwood​ [ not rated | 733 | complete ]

A small little post finale fic for anyone in need of more Malec loveliness


BETTER FOR YOU by @zrdu [ not rated | 9.2k | complete ]

Magnus’ and Alec’s relationship comes to a sudden halt when Maryse interferes. They both try to cope without each other.


WITH YOU WRAPPED AROUND ME, THE WORLD FEELS PERFECT by @matsdaddario  [ E | 3.6k | complete | Lovely Firsts #3 ]

Magnus is still asleep; Alec can feel the steady rise and fall of his chest against his own back, and Alec takes the few minutes just to enjoy being wrapped up in Magnus’s arms. He looks down at their hands threaded together, resting against his stomach. He loves the contrast between them; tan and pale, long and lean, deep red nail polish and short, bitten nails. There’s something comforting there too. How different they can be, but how well they fit together. Alec has a moment of feeling like they were made to fit together. It might be stupid, it brings a blush to his cheeks, but a warm feeling settles in his stomach at the thought. He likes that.


ONE DAY by @magnusragnor​ [ T | 1.3k | complete ]

“Do you -” Alec started, hissing his teeth in pain and looking up at Magnus. “Do you have any more of that free of charge warlock TLC?”

“What are you -?” Magnus asked, before the memory hit him full force and he tried not to laugh, because Alec was hurt, god damn it. But Alec was smiling up at him and his eyes were shining bright full of hope and love, so Magnus leaned down and kissed him.


MORNINGS LIKE THIS by @softmagnusbane​ [ G | 1.1k | complete ]

Alec feels all his love for the man in his arms bubble up to the surface looking at him like this. Sleep rumpled and peaceful, his hair is a soft mess that Alec almost can’t wait to run his fingers through when Magnus wakes up, his lips so kissable and slightly open. There is nothing better in this world than being able to wake up to this he thinks idly.


PLAYING WITH FIRE by Obsessivecompulsivereadr [ M | 3k | complete ]

Alec’s breath catches nearly every time he looks at Magnus, and it happens even during times they haven’t been on an official date. But tonight is different. Magnus isn’t his sedate and dignified self right now. He’s back to being flirty and relaxed, and he looks so good that Alec can’t stop thinking about touching him.


SO BRIGHT by @lemonoclefox [ G | 17.5k | complete ]

Alec has come out, but that doesn’t stop his parents from their continuous attempts to set him up with a nice shadowhunter girl. So, what better way to finally get them off his back, than to say he has a boyfriend? Problem solved. Except they now apparently want to meet this guy, who doesn’t exist. Thankfully, Magnus Bane – who encouraged Alec to come out in the first place, and whose silent crush on Alec is just as bad as Alec’s crush on him – is more than happy to help. Even if the night doesn’t end up going entirely as planned.


SLOW ME DOWN FOR A MINUTE by @abloodneed​ [ E | 7k | complete ]

They stared at each other for a moment, each beat of Magnus’s heart seeming to thicken the air again, pulling them back to the charged space they had fallen into on all of their dates. They’d fallen into this feeling here in the loft, out in the world, so many places where everything suddenly just felt intense and present. They were in this charged space where their bodies were saying one thing, and one thing only.

I want you so badly.


BLUE CHRISTMAS by Hobbit69 [ E | AU | 1.5k | complete | Blue Steels Series #6 ]

Just a quick fic to fill in a Christmas need I have for my Blue Steel Series. Takes place between “Blue Extravagance” and the upcoming “Blue Righteousness.”
Magnus and Alec “come” together for the first time since Alec’s injury and the boys wake up for Christmas morning.


BLUE RIGHTEOUSNESS by Hobbit69 [ E | AU | 41.1k | complete | Blue Steels Series #7 ]

After returning from medical leave, Detective Alexander Lightwood-Bane catches his roughest case up to date. When one of his properties, a club called Kebebasan is attacked by two gunmen, Magnus Lightwood-Bane calls the best cop he knows. During the course of the investigation, Alec discovers that this shooting isn’t an isolated incident, but the result of domestic terrorism; a group attacking what they consider to be amoral. Alec and his partner, Jace Herondale have to move quickly to stop this group before it causes wide-spread panic in the city and more loss of life.


LUNCHDATE WITH AN AFTERNOON DEBATE? by eenkhjin [ G | AU | 5.7k | complete]

Magnus Bane goes out to get lunch but comes back with a mission to prove someone wrong. Kind of…


TO LOVE A SHADOWHUNTER by Madalena [ E | 10k | complete | The Peacemaker Chronicles #1 ]

“Are you really going to risk your life for a Shadowhunter?”

Those were some of the last words that Magnus Bane had said to Dot before he stepped through his portal to his lair, protecting only the warlocks. Abandoning the rest of the Shadow World to Valentine and his Circle.

Dot wasn’t sure how long she had been under Valentine’s control, but now as she stood on Magnus’ balcony, hours after Magnus and Clary had portalled away to the Institute, to save both Shadowhunters and Downworlders, she knew something had changed.

Someone had changed him.


OBLIVION by @champagnemagnus [ T | 2.7k | complete ]

Alec stood up, keeping a careful distance and being sure to move slowly as he approached. “Magnus, I am so sorry. For everything you had to go through.”

Magnus’ eyes never moved from the spot on the floor he was staring at. He shook his head slightly, eyebrows furrowed deeply. “That agony rune…” He paused, taking a moment to swallow. His face was drawn in so much pain that Alec had to look away for a moment. He immediately punished himself by digging his fingernails into his palm. It was selfish to worry about his pain. He had certainly inflicted more than enough on Magnus that he had to atone for. “Made me remember things that I spent…centuries trying to forget.”


ONE SHOW ONLY by @gingersnapwolves [ E | AU | 29.4k | complete ]

It’s hard to stay in the closet when the guy you had a one-night stand with two nights ago turns out to be your new partner … but Alec will be damned if he isn’t going to give it a try.


THE RED BUTTON by @ketzwrites [ M | AU | 38k | complete ]

After one black out too many, Ragnor and Catarina had enough of Magnus trying to drink himself to an early grave. It was time for an intervention and they had the perfect place in mind: The Institute, the best rehabilitation installation in the New York state.

Only Magnus wasn’t exactly asked for his opinion on the matter. And if there is something Magnus doesn’t like, is to be forced into something.

Maybe the Head of the Institute, Alec Lightwood, is enough of an argument to chance his mind?

consider this: eddie dressing up as richie for halloween

  • he claims it’s because it was the “scariest” thing he could think of
  • it’s actually almost just an excuse to be able to wear some of the clothes he’s stolen from the times richie stayed over at his house
  • he totally rocks the oversized hawaiin print shirt
  • (and richie can’t be even be mad at him for upstaging his own self like this bc he thinks eddie in his clothes is the cutest thing ever)
  • eddie doing the whole “cute cute cute!” thing to richie and pinching his cheeks, basically just being a revengeful little shit? 10/10
  • going off the headcanon eddie keeps an extra pair of glasses for richie on hand, he’d have those too for The Look
  • spends the whole night saying stuff like “i’m richie and here’s another badly timed dick joke hurrduurrr”
  • richie on the side being like “damn he’s good.”
  • (“gee eddie, you’re so good at this, you almost know me a little too well. starting to think you’re obsessed.” - “shut UP richie.” - “told you guys i could get him to break character! stan you owe me 5 bucks.”)
  • by the end of the night the rest of the losers decide one richie is ENOUGH and make eddie promise to never do it again.
6

You can’t,” I whispered. “You can’t. I won’t let you.

His mouth was warm against my ear. “Claire, I’m to hang in the morning. What happens to me between now and then doesna matter to anyone.” I drew back and stared at him.

It matters to me!” The strained lips quivered in what was almost a smile, and he raised his free hand and laid it against my wet cheek.

I know it does, mo duinne. And that’s why you’ll go now. So I’ll know there is someone still who minds for me.” He drew me close again, kissed me gently and whispered in Gaelic, “He will let you go because he thinks you are helpless. I know you are not.” Releasing me, he said in English, “I love you. Go now.

the first thing they do in their new house is collapse on the couch, isak right on top of even. he’s well aware that his elbows are digging into even’s stomach, but even doesn’t seem to mind, with the way he’s grinning at isak like this is the only place he wants to be right now. isak understands the feeling. his nose is a little itchy from the dust that’s collected on the couch over the years - his dad had offered them an old one, and isak hates taking shit from his father, but couches are expensive, goddammit. he never knew how inconvenient furniture truly was until he had to purchase his own. in spite of that, in spite of the boxes that still have to be unpacked, in spite of the spotty heating that they really have to get fixed before they both freeze to death, there’s only one path ahead for isak valtersen, and it’s the boy lying beneath him.

isak rubs his nose against even’s, inhaling his scent. he’ll get to wake up to it every morning now, come home to it, and he’s never felt so rooted. “did you ever think that we’d get to this point?” he asks.

“yeah,” even says simply. “i knew from the first time we talked. or, well, i talked. you mostly just blushed.”

isak shoves at his chest. “you fucking liar.”

even chuckles, the deep sound reverberating in the empty room. there will be time to fill this space with their story, their memories. “i’m not. being with you felt right, even when i didn’t know anything about you. i didn’t have a concept of my own future until i met you.”

isak tangles his fingers through even’s hair. he’d spent at least thirty minutes styling it this morning, but isak doesn’t think he would mind isak messing it up now. he’s got no one to impress. isak would be totally gone for him either way. “i don’t really know what my future looks like, but i know you’re in it,” isak says, soft as a whisper.

even laces his fingers through isak’s. “well, you have me.”

anonymous asked:

Hey!! I remeber the post you made abt holo-shiro scaring keith... can I get one in wich he does it again so keith freaks out and adds Lance to the chat so he can help him??? Idk what would happen next, maybe lance finds out that that wasn't the real shiro and delets him or something... Please and thank you!!! 💖💖💖

i was surprised that this request came up more than once because i didn’t really think the first holo!shiro text was very well-received but i’m glad you want more!! so here ya go, a second installment with 100% more klangst and pining!keith ;)

… shall i continue? :)

(part 2 exists now!!)

RIP To My Youth

and you could call this the funeral

My first Jughead imagine, this is part one, if you guys enjoy it I’ll keep it going. 

Pairing: Jughead x Reader 

Description: Jug and the reader have been best friends since they were kids, but lately, things have changed, Riverdale has changed, Jug has changed and Y/N thinks maybe it’s time she changed too. 

Warnings: ANGST ANGST SO MUCH ANGST YO (maybe a couple o swears)

Word count: 2088

Part 2https://thatsadbreakfastclub.tumblr.com/post/158505761114/rip-to-my-youth-pt-2



It was getting to the point where I was having internal battles with myself every night. ‘Y/N he’s working on the novel and the newspaper, of course, it’s going to be harder for him to spend time with you’ versus ‘he’s moved on, he’s closer with Betty now, he and Archie are closer too, you’ve lost him, you’re irrelevant’. These were the thoughts that had been consuming my brain for the past couple of weeks. Jug was my best friend, right? Maybe I should text him? Maybe not. I started playing with my pale grey cap, my nervous tick of sorts. Jug could always tell when I was nervous because I would fiddle with the cap “Y/N” he’d say “spill it, you can’t hide anything from me, I can read you like an open book”. Thinking about this little memory was bittersweet. How can someone who’s practically by your side every day suddenly just have no real interest in talking to you? Ever since the murder of Jason Blossom, it really feels like everything in Riverdale has changed.

I glanced at my clock perched on my bedside table, 7:45 pm sigh. Maybe doing some homework will take my mind off all this bullshit, who’s idea was it to put me in advanced algebra anyway? Oh, that’s right my father, who I really wish was here right now and not away on some business trip. Tonight would have to be a lonely one. That’s when I remembered I had Jug’s math textbook, there it was sitting on my desk. I flipped it open and sure enough on the bottom left-hand corner was a small ‘property of Jughead Jones’. Perfect I could use this as an excuse to text him. 

Hey Jug, I forgot I had your math textbook? Want me to come drop it over? The two-hour wait to get a reply just built up more and more anger inside of me Hey Y/N, I’m working on an article with Betty right now, could you drop it off to me in the newsroom in free period tomorrow? This was it, this was fucking it, oh I would take his textbook to him tomorrow and I would also confront him about this whole thing, that’s what I’d do straight up ask him why I was suddenly dead weight, I’ve had his guys back for so many years and now I’m just nothing, I won’t have it. Will do I sent back, cool calm and collected and then I was going to give him a piece of my mind tomorrow.

Getting ready for school was never a difficult task for me, I pretty much did the same thing everyday. My Y/H/C was tied into a ponytail with the front strands falling onto my face framing it. I put on my classic ripped boyfriend jeans and a black t-shirt, accompanied by my army jacket. To finish off my classic look I added my signature grey cap and put on my favourite dark grey lipstick. I wasn’t the girliest of girls, that was for sure, but everyone seemed to identify me by my style and in this I found comfort. After giving myself the once over in the mirror I grabbed Jug’s textbook from my desk, shoving it into my bag and I set off for school.

The day dragged on and on, I had a tonne of classes with Kevin and Ronnie today so it was nice to hang out with them for a change. This was of course until Kevin pulled the “I haven’t seen you and Jughead together in a while, what happened you two are usually joined at the hip?” line “You guys are my otp, I hope there’s no trouble in paradise” Veronica added. “Ronnie we’re not dating, why does everyone always think that and honestly, I don’t know, I guess he’s been too busy with this whole novel and newspaper thing to remember me as well” I replied giving my best interpretation of a fake smile. Veronica and Kevin gave me sympathetic looks. 

As the bell rang, signaling our release I was packing my things together when Veronica grabbed my arm. “Y/N you need to tell Jug how you feel, I don’t know if you’ve even admitted it to yourself yet but it’s pretty obvious you’re in love with him, I can see how much not seeing him is hurting you and I think it’s best if you face this head on” I was so taken aback by this, I mean for years I’ve always had people ask if Jug and I were dating but no one had been this blatant with me. Was she right?, No he’s my best friend, I couldn’t be in love with him no way. I let out an awkward laugh “I don’t love Jughead, we’re just friends” It came out so defensive that Veronica raised both her eyebrows and folded her arms “the fact that you’re being so defensive about this just further proves my point” She said in a sing-song voice. “I gotta go Ronnie” I replied standing up from my seat and walking out the classroom “I only say this cause’ I care” she yelled after me.  

Making my way towards the newsroom, I’d never felt so nervous in my life, like get a grip girlie it was just your friend, surely this whole not speaking to me thing was just, not even a big deal and I was hyping it all up. I was still going to have a go at him though because he was angry when Archie ditched him and now he’s okay with doing it to me? Not on my watch.

I had the math book in my hand as I was walking up to the door of the newsroom, I had my best ‘pissed off face’ going on I was ready.

I had my hand almost on the doorknob when I took a quick glance through the doors glass window. That was when my stomach fell, my jaw dropped and my heart involuntarily shattered. It was just a glimpse that’s all I could allow myself to watch, but inside that dusty old newsroom was one Jughead Jones kissing Elizabeth Cooper. The feelings hit me like a truck, and then everything went numb.

I didn’t know what to do so without giving any sign I was there I dropped the math book and ran, I ran out of the school I ran past pops and all the way home. By this time the tears were free falling, I couldn’t stop it and I didn’t care. Once I was in the safety of being inside my house with the door locked I gave in to my emotions and just slid down to the floor.

Wow, I felt so stupid and so naive, why didn’t I see this coming, it all made perfect sense now. I guess this was me also coming to terms with the fact that as usual Ronnie was right, I was painfully in love with Jug and now I was too late to ever do anything about it.

The more I sat there and thought about it the more I came to realise that this was my fault. I held Jug up to this crazy high standard and just assumed it would always be him and me at the end of the day. I had sacrificed so much to hang out with him, to keep my “image”, I avoided making too many other friends, I avoided parties, extracurricular activities you name it I wasn’t a part of it. Now it was all going to change, it had to change. Maybe this was the wake-up call I needed. I had to work on myself, be better, be stronger. Most of all this needed to happen because this meant I could quite literally not be around Jughead anymore, I think seeing or talking to him would make me cry, something the new me will NOT be doing.

I picked myself up off the floor and headed to the bathroom to wash my face. “Get a grip Y/N, ” I told myself staring into the mirror. It’s like as soon as I come to terms with the feelings I think I may have had for years, I have to immediately try to get rid of them. I think this was a coping mechanism for me, and I think the reason I’ve never let myself admit that I had feelings for him before was because I fear rejection so much so very much, and I had to do what I knew would keep him around and that was to continue to be his friend. Well, little girl it’s time to grow up.

And what’s the best way to look more mature and confident, change your style. From what I’ve witnessed from the media, what you wear can have a profound impact on how people view you. This is what I had to do first, get rid of the “old me” look. This meant bye grey cap, bye dark lipstick ( I mean what was I even trying to do with that? Look like a corpse?) (oh wow corpse jokes really funny, maybe a bit too real in light of recent circumstances.) And also a very big goodbye to my jeans and army jacket, that would have to go too.

Looking through my closet it was apparent I didn’t have much to work with, I would definitely have to go shopping this weekend, I’ll bring Ronnie and Kevin along, they know fashion and are probably more than willing to help me out. AH HUH eureka! The dress I’ve been looking for! About two months ago I bought this really nice burgundy skater dress that I was planning to wear on a summer trip away, but when that got cancelled I never really had an excuse to wear it, until now. It showed a lot of leg, which I was surprisingly pretty comfortable with. The thought of people seeing me in this tomorrow made me feel a mixture of excitement and nausea.

The next thing that would change was the hair; no more would it be hidden by a cap and just randomly pulled back behind my face. I would wear it down and give it a curl. I think that would give me a nice elegant edge. God, I really don’t think anyone’s even going to recognise me tomorrow, kinda funny really. The next thing I had to do was go on to the school website and look for an extracurricular I would be willing to do. Hopefully, this would be a good way to make new friends and keep me busy.

I went and grabbed my laptop from my desk, as I did this I heard my phone vibrate, which meant I had a message. The name that made the screen light up made my heart skip a few beats, it was from Jug Hey, I just found my math book outside the newsroom? Why did you leave it there and not come inside? SIGH, reading that was like a knife to my chest, I immediately deleted the message, this may be immature but I needed time, I can’t bring myself to talk to him and if he can do it to me I can sure as hell do it to him. 

Shaking those thoughts away I was brought back to the task at hand. Logging onto the schools web page I found the list of extracurricular activities going on at Riverdale high. Chess club? Pass. Girl’s soccer? Hard pass.  Mathletes? No way in hell. Come on there has to be something here. After fifteen minutes of looking to no avail I scrolled past the extracurricular activities. Eventually I saw an ad posted by the she-devil herself Cheryl Blossom, apparently, one of the river vixens had broken her ankle and a new vixen was needed immediately, auditions were tomorrow after school. Hmm, could I do this? Maybe I could? The old me would never dream of being a cheerleader but the new me, maybe she could. You know what, fuck it. It was decided, I caught myself slightly smiling as I clicked ‘attend’ on the event. It felt like a breath of fresh air, tomorrow I would walk into school confident and new. I was going to cure my own broken heart. I just hoped a run in with Jughead wouldn’t make it all come crashing down.

Kalagang #01

1x01 LIMBIC RESONANCE

The first episode of first season – and where it all begins. We don’t see Kalagang interaction yet, but we’re able to see them having an unknown connection after Angelica gives birth (and kills herself). We all know by now, for Kala and Wolfgang, water is their element – like some sort of medium of their connection since their births.

Kala: But I heard it. I heard the thunder, and rain.

So here we see Kalagang’s very first connection, although they’re not aware of it. And not surprisingly, rain – water. We can also notice that rain works as a symbol for juxtaposition of these two opposite characters. Weather in India is warm and sunny; we instantly know she’s been raised by loving family, her father supports her, and she’s happy with her life. She is the sunshine.

Original post [x] @regalstormborn

Scene changes; Wolfgang makes his first appearance. It’s raining, everyone’s wearing black, it’s funeral – I’ve seen posts about how Wolfgang and Kala have this Hades and Persephone aesthetic. Well, he is definitely giving god of death vibe here. He hasn’t spoken a word, but we already know what kind of person he is. So the rain is not just a medium helping Kalagang connect/sense each other, but also a symbol to contrast one from the other.

Original post [x] @osxarisaac

I mentioned in previous post that Wolfgang doesn’t show his emotions. This scene clearly shows that side of him. Especially when his Uncle Sergei talks about Wolfgang’s father, by now we already know how Wolfgang despises his father, and yet Wolfgang doesn’t even flinch his eyes or frown. We can see that he has learned to put every emotion – mostly anger – inside of him and suppress it. And I also want to point out how calm he is in this occasion. Maybe because he’s not close to his family, but it kinda gave me this feeling of…he’s so used to death, like death always surrounds him. It’s almost as same as breathing.

Original post [x] @mufalo

Even when he is all alone in front his father’s tombstone, he just doesn’t show his emotions. Instead he simply gives his signature smirk to his dad (and piss). That’s how much he is used to hiding his feelings. Which makes me thrilled to see how he slowly opens up and shows different kinds of emotions as he develops relationship with Kala.

Original post [x@sense8edit

The last Kalagang moment in this episode is when Kala visits Ganesha temple. When she gives food to Ganesha telling she’s put some peanuts and whatsoever, I’ve never realized how genuinely happy she was, before her marriage. I don’t think we now get to see her smile like that quite often in season 2 – except of course when she’s with her cluster and Wolfgang – I’ll talk more about this in upcoming posts, but before we move on, I want to point out that this post isn’t just about how Kala and Wolfgang develop their relationship; it’s also about how each has their own personal growth.

So it’s important to see that her pure smile right there which represents innocence, and also naivety. What do I mean by that? Physically, she is grown-up. But at the same time, Kala’s just started her journey of becoming one. For me, I think being an adult is a life-long journey; to have our hearts and minds be mature, wise, and complete are not as easy as physical growth.

As we grow up we find that heart is so much complicated than we think. And Kala is basically on the verge of discovering that. In other words, she’s still just a little girl who’s just stepping into the real world. Yes I know she is smart, independent, and strong – I’m not saying she’s childish, at all. What I’m saying is discovering new emotions, learning how to accept them and to embrace people whom are connected for that emotions are gonna be new to both Kala and Wolfgang.

That being said, the whole temple scene can be defined as a starting point of her journey – a little girl on the threshold.

Kala: [Rajan is] the perfect husband for me. Except for one little fact. I do not love him.

Original post [x] @sensatessource

And that threshold is marriage. Now we all know that marrying Rajan wouldn’t automatically help Kala turn into a grown-up woman. I already mentioned that it’s more than that. That’s just what our society thinks. But I would say, symbolically, the concept of marriage itself is definitely something new – something big to Kala. It’s a huge step.  She thinks Rajan is okay; she thinks it’s the right thing to do. Still she’s torn up between what is best for her and what is best for heart. This dilemma will go on through out the series. It will make her struggle for sure, but also will enable Kala to figure out what it means to be a woman – or adult in general.

Anyhow, guess who appears after Kala confesses her dilemma?

Original post [x] @netflixsense8

None other than Wolfgang Bogdanow (Well, technically if you rewatch it, Felix’s face comes out before Wolfgang’s…but lol, who cares). Funny thing is when I first watched the series, I actually didn’t know they’re gonna be together, so I didn’t know the significance of Wolfgang appearing right after scene of Kala in the temple. So it’s another fun for me, personally, to catch this small moments implying they are connected deeply.


I think that’s pretty much it for this episode. Well, I’ve only done two posts of Kalagang series, but I’m really actually having fun going over their moments from the beginning. Hope you enjoyed it too. I’m trying to come up with hashtag for this series of Kalagang posts so that you can find them easily. If you have any ideas, just throw them to me :) Also, if you have any Kalagang moments I’ve missed, or if you wanna just add up to my thoughts please leave comments. I’d love to know what you think

I’m sorry but the thought of AgentCorp makes me WEAK

Y’all…

this was the beginning of something beautiful tbh (if only in my mind)

ugh they would look so good together

Originally posted by alexdanversdaily

Originally posted by popcornandfilm

Two badass, strong, independent women with a STEM background

Originally posted by alexdanversdaily

But they can both be soft af at times

Originally posted by danasoupchef

Like damn they would be so interesting together! I just can’t stop thinking about it.

I wonder if Chyler and Katie would be into it?

😏

My Top 10 Anime Ships/OTPs (spoiler alert for some of the shows)

10. Levi x Petra

Levi x Petra is a rather subtle/ambiguous ship. They might not even have had anything going on between them, but the subtlety is what I love about the ship. I didn’t even think of Levi as the kind of guy to have any romantic relationships. But the very first time I watched AOT, I thought that if they were going to write a romance involving him, this implied/subtle ship is a good way of doing it.

Besides, I seem to have a thing for angst.

9. Rock x Revy

At first, I didn’t think they’d make a good pair at all. I mean Rock was just this average guy who seemed kind of wimpy compared to Revy. It was the fight scene where he stands up to her that completely changes my opinion about him (and their relationship). As the show went on, we could see Revy looking out for Rock. A lot. It was nice to see her soft spot. It was nice to see that one of Roanapur’s deadliest mercenaries needed the innocence and kindness of a (not so average) Japanese businessman, and would risk her life just to protect him.

Also, that cigarette kiss.

8. Satoru x Kayo

They’re so cute! Yeah, I know about this ship being “pedophilic”, but I have to disagree with that statement. 

My first impression of ERASED was a man who has regrets over what happened when he was 10 years old. A man who has the memory of a lonely girl in a red coat lingering in his mind. So when Satoru goes back in time, I see it as a second chance. A second chance to be 10 again. A second chance to make things right. 

So I don’t see it as a 29 year old stuck in a 10 year old boy’s body. I just see it as a man who became 10 years old again, but with 29 years’ worth of memory. 

But…is it weird that I’m glad one of my favourite ships didn’t happen?

Okay. Lemme explain. As I continued to watch the show, I realised that the show was more about a boy becoming a hero than a boy-saves-girl kind of story. Even though I was really upset about the ending at first, I ended up accepting it, and even becoming glad about it.

It would be unrealistic for Hinazuki to wait 15 years for Satoru. She’d be wasting the life he gave to her. But just because she married someone else, doesn’t mean that she ever forgot about the boy who saved her. He still remains a very important person in her heart. And he always will. 

In the end, I can only remember SatoKayo as a moment in time. A short, sweet time in their lives when they meet the person who will change their lives forever. It’s a kind of bittersweet beauty for me.

So I am glad about the ending. In a sad-glad kind of way.

7. Hitsugaya x Hinamori / Ishida x Orihime

I can’t choose between the two.

Anyone who’s seen my blog knows that I ship Hitsuhina. It’s a cute-angsty kind of ship that I wish I could see more of. 

Uryuhime is a painfully underrated ship. I know that some people ship IH because they love Orihime and want her to be happy. Well, I love Orihime too. But that’s why I can’t ship her with Ichigo. Yes, Ichigo does try to protect her, even to the point of turning into a monster to fight Ulquiorra (though he was also thinking about protecting Uryu). But that’s kind of his number one goal - to protect others. One of the things that made me not ship IH is the way Ishida looks at Orihime. It’s different from the way Ichigo does. He’s the one who knows her, protects her, understands her, and loves her. I think he’s the best guy for our princess.

6. Fakir x Ahiru

Aka the only ship I ship that breaks the first girl/guy rule. I’ve never seen a lead-girl-ends-up-not-with-the-main-guy kind of ship done so well. I can go on and on about the reasons why I ship Fakiru. 

But you know what, GO WATCH PRINCESS TUTU!!

5. Minato x Kushina

NaruHina? NaruSaku? SasuSaku? Forget about the shipping wars, this is my OTP from Naruto. I think what really got me into them is how Minato loved Kushina’s red hair, which she thought was ugly. For someone to love the very thing that you hate the most about yourself, the part of you that you feel is the ugliest, I think that it’s a beautiful thing.

4. Ichigo x Rukia

Aha. AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

Screw you, Tite Kubo.

3. Roy x Riza

Picture says it all.

2. Ashitaka x San

This is my favourite Ghibli ship. Hayao Miyazaki’s films were what got me into anime in the first place. 

I’m not sure what it is I like about San and Ashitaka so much. I guess it’s the same reason I love movie - their scenes. Nope. These scenes are not the shoujo, lovey dovey kind of scenes. They’re powerful scenes that not only define their relationship, but also the movie itself. 

When Ashitaka first sees San, when he calls her beautiful, when she takes him to the Forest Spirit, when she feeds him, when he talks to Moro about her, when he tries to save her from Nago, when she stabs him and he responds with a hug…I can go on and on about this ship.

I’m not as passionate about this ship anymore, but I’m putting them at no.2 because of the impression they’ve left on me.

1. Soul x Maka

I think this is the first OTP I really fell in love with in anime. Ever since I saw how Soul protected Maka from Crona, I’ve been spiraling deeper and deeper into SoMa hell. I love their bond. I love how they argue but care for each other deeply. I love how they’ll support each other no matter what. I love how they’re always together. I love how they truly are partners.

SoMa even gave me the standard for my other favourite anime ships, namely Royai and Ichiruki. I’ve heard that your OTP reflects what you actually look for in a relationship.

Well, this is what I look for in a relationship. I don’t just want someone who will make butterflies flutter in my stomach. I want someone who will understand me. I don’t just want romantic dates or kisses in the rain. I want someone who will be there for me through all the hurricanes in my life. I don’t just want someone who will throw romantic gifts at me. I want someone who will truly care for me, and I for him. I want someone who will go together with me on this adventure we call life, someone a can share a real bond with.

Sorry for the long rant. And thanks if you managed to reach the end of this post.

I’m tagging @herprettysmile to make a top 10 anime ships list (if you have time or if you haven’t done one already)

Hanji: Levi! I have to tell you something!

Levi: What is it babe?

Hanji: I love you more than titans!!

Levi: :O

Levi: …Well I love you more than tea!

Hanji: I love you more than science!

Levi: *tearing up a little* I love you more than cleaning..

Hanji: Well, I love you more than Pastor Nick..

Levi: Wait you loved pastor ni-

Hanji: -And I love you more than I hate the military police!

Levi: Then I love you more than I love poop jokes!

Erwin: I love neither of you as much as I love my eyebrows, and I think you need to leave before your shamefully bad flirting rubs off on me

✨ FrUk Valentine’s Day Gift ✨

France: OH England~ 🎶 I got you a little Valentine’s day present!!

England: W-what!?! Really?? You shouldn’t have…

France: But off course! You’re supposed to express your true feelings to your significant other on Valentines day, no? 😏

England: (⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄)⁄ 

France: Well go on, open it up~ 💖

England: (opens gift box)….

England: how… thoughtful of you… 😐 😑 

France: I know, I’m so thoughtful and generous aren’t I 😘

England: Couldn’t agree more! Now every time I use these cups, the words will remind me of you and I’ll think of you everyday 😏 💋

France: I don’t know whether to kiss you or slap you right now…

England: I love you too ~❤❤ 

✨ 💞 ✨ And They Lived Happily Ever After ✨ 💞 ✨

*art not mine*

~//~ FIN ~//~

Okay! So, we have a bit of a problem! Yeah… it’s come to my attention that some of my fave people are feeling a little down… unappreciated… uncared for… and we cannot let this stand! SO, I have some things to say. And… yes, this will probably be one long a** post but… please bear with me?

First things first. I’m still relatively new to this community. I don’t know everyone. I’m 10000% sure of that. Which means I will probably not get everyone… (I’m like 100000% sure I /haven’t/ gotten everyone!) And for that I am sorry… BUT, if you’d like to help me fix it you can! Please do! It’s super easy! Just send me one of the <3 + URL things, and I’ll do my best to add them to the list! Or, or, or! You could reblog this and add them yourself!!

Off we go!!

@smolsickficwriter : You are honestly the best! Like, whether you choose to write sickfic again or not I love you! I wouldn’t even be on Tumblr if not for you! I’m always here if you wanna chat! *hugs* <333 Plus Kel and Anslem are the first ocs I read about on here, and I love them so freaking much! There are a great many of your fics which I keep bumping to the top of my likes!

@cabbagespoon : Your writing is flipping gold! And I know I’ve already commented that on a fic but it’s true. Entirely true. Your fics are beyond fabulous, and I look forward to every single one!

@dontfeelsogood : Hey! We’ve been chatting lately, and I think you’re super, super cool! Your ocs make me kinda crazy as well? Like tbh, Nik and Edi are such sweethearts, and I love them so much! And that prompt you filled for me? It was so great! I honestly just want to wrap those boys up and cuddle them!

@its-a-goddamn-heartbreak : You literally encourage every. Single. Freaking. Blog. I don’t really know how you do it? You sent my first ever ask, and I know I took forever and a half to fill it (im sorry) but I will never forget that! Your ocs are also really, really awesome! I especially like Ruairi and Saoirse!

@anonyony1 : Right, so you’re just plain incredible! Like… the superwoman of sickfic! I sometimes wonder if you’re ever not writing? The stuff you put out is fantastic A+++ content, and I’m in love with every single one of your ocs! Also, I’m ridiculously excited for more Ozzy and Julien… as well as Joel and Max… and Ira and Eno… and Porter and Becca… and Liam and Vera… just… I think you get the point. All of them. They are all my faves.

@dont-look-so-good : You’re one of the first people I got up the courage to talk to, and I really couldn’t be more thankful? You’re one of the sweetest people I know! And I love you so much! I love reading your fics! Alistair and Julius are the actual cutest. Like, ever. And /Jasper/!! That boy is adorable! *legit gathering all the blankets to wrap him in rn*

@i-am-too-sick : Heey hun! You’re gorgeous, and your writing is gorgeous… just all the gorgeousness is on this blog. You’re also one of the first blogs I followed, and I love, love, love reading your fics! *sighs* You always manage to fill my Soleangelo cravings. And you do it so well! I love those two, but I don’t think I could ever write them and you just… basically blow my mind with how good you are at it??

@brites : SO, I’ve been sorta high-key stalking this blog… the fics are all superb, and there is. So. Much. Fic. Like, to the point where I’m dubious about my ability to read it all? And I read a Lot… But basically I love this blog so much, and everyone should check them out! *waves v nervously* You guys are all crazy good writers and I really admire you all!

@sickandvomiting : Okay, so Victor and Saoirse are really adorable! I love them so much! And also… Max and Oscar! I really, really like those two! You’re also another one of the blogs I followed when I first joined Tumblr, and I’m so glad we’ve had the chance to talk! Btw that garlic pan seared steak was so, so, SO good! Thank you for enlightening me and broadening my steak eating horizons!

@sickficlover : Eek! Hi! You were both my second note and the second person I followed on Tumblr!! I love your blog! You’re such a great writer, and I honestly admire your skill so much! I can’t wait for more fics!

@tomato-sickfics : Your ocs give me life! Pretty much everything about Bradley and Cade is my favourite! They’re so freaking adorable! And their interactions are the best! I’m always excited to read your fics, and I think you seem like a really cool person! I’d love to get to know you!

@feelingalittlesick : Overdose is so cool! I love it! How did you guys come up with that idea?! Junsu and Daehyun are perfect! The characters are all so well developed, and I kinda want to punch Changmin in the face… like… a lot? … All the time? … Forever and always? Eh, I think you get the idea:)

@nerdlycharming : Hiya! We haven’t talked in a while! I’d love to talk more if you’re up for it! You always reblog the best stuff though! Like I stalk your blog pretty much anytime I’m bored because I know you’ll have reblogged something great! I think I found a good 10% of the blogs I follow through your reblogs? And your art is fan/freaking/tastic! I wish I had even an ounce of your skill!

@itisasign : *squeals* Okay! So! I love your Voltron fanfics so much! You write them so well! And you seem like a really nice person, and I’d love to chat sometime!

@totallyexhausted : Here’s the deal. You are an incredible writer!! Your Yuri on Ice fics are SO FLIPPING GOOD! And your headcanons are the actual best! I want to write like every single one of them and I hardly even write fanfiction, and when I do I’m like maybe sorta really bad at it? Ugh! I love your writing! Keep it up!

@thesickficsideblog : You’re another of my fave Voltron blogs! I love all your writing and hope to see more of it in the future!! *hugs*

@emetoandotherthings : Est!! I hope you know that I love pretty much every single thing about every single one of your ocs!! … Except for Mattie… *shudders* that boy can stay away. Far, far away. It’s honestly not fair though! I’m like really high-key in love with Lyle and /why is he not real/?? Ugh. Life is /soOOoO/ unfair. But for real, I’m always looking forward to your next fic! Love you! (ps: yes! tummy sleepers!! <3)

@taylor-tut : Hey there! So I may have had a mini freak out when I saw that little notification that you had followed me… You’re like the best Lump Mother one could ever ask for, and I love you so much? I hope you’re doing well and I can’t wait to read more fics!

@emetofiend2dand3d : Both your art and your writing is fabulous! I love it all! And I’m crazy excited for the next part of the fic where Rei witnesses a car accident! That fic is gold, and I’m so, SO ready for more!

@tossing-cookies : Your YOI fics are super great! I honestly love them so much and have read and reread them more times than I can count… Like… I think I’ve bumped a few of them to the top of my likes at least 4 or 5 times!

@yoisickfics : Ah! I love your fics! Your ideas are so great, and I love reading your work! I’m really excited to read more in the future!!

@toosicktoocare : You’re one of my favourite blogs ever! Ki, you have such great content! And for all my fave fandoms? You write so much and so well and I really, really admire your skill! You’re actually the whole reason I got into BMC!!

@sneezehq : Okay, Domestic Bliss is the BEST!! I love it so freaking much!! I’ve rec’d it to multiple friends, and they all really liked it as well! So we fangirled over it for hours! And I still can’t pick a fave chapter since they’re all so good, but I think one of my fave lines is: ‘Maybe Yuri tried to summon a demon in his room again, and was successful this time?’ I can’t wait for more! And this goes for all of your writing as well!!

@mypoorfaves : So, this blog I stalked. I def stalked this blog… Because the fics are so good and I love them all so much, and you and Casper are the reason I started watching YOI. I just love all of your fics incredibly much!

@lickstynine : James, your ocs honestly feel /so real/! Like I told you this before, but it’s honestly so true. I feel like you’re writing fics about real people and not ocs! They are all so well developed, and it makes me so happy whenever I see that you’ve posted a new fic! Russ and Cody and the Di Roma boys are my faves! I love it when Lucas starts talking soothingly to his brothers in French! It’s just so cute! And I love them so much!!

@feelingsick : I’ve been following you for ages and for some reason I didn’t realise that I wasn’t following the OriginalSickfics… like I honestly don’t know how but anyways I love, love, love your writing! Angel… is an actual angel? I really, really hope you write more with him! Foster and Rory too! Those two are great! And your other ocs are all fabulous as well!

@fluffyllamas22 : Your Voltron fanfics are everything! They are so, so flipping good! I’m always ready for more fics from you! Like you write Shiro so well? And I really don’t know how? It’s sorta mindblowing? Also, Shiro can be your Space Husband so long as I can be your guy’s Space Daughter.

@hold-my-hair-back : Do I have enough words to express how much I love your writing? I don’t think so… But I can try!! I love your fics SOOO MUCH! Emmett and Aiden? Yeah, they are like THE OTP. They’re so lovely, and I just want to hug them and, and, and..! Basically if anyone doesn’t like them they can fight me. I will win. They are incredible. Nuff said.

@cubesickocs : I only found this blog recently, but already I have so many questions! Like, I wanna know everything about all your ocs!! Especially Elias and Vic and Blaine!! I love everything I’ve read about them so far!

@seasicklover : I am in love with your ocs Jax and Marcus! I love their relationship so much! I can’t wait for more fics with the two of them!!

@emetofeels : So, I’m kinda obsessed with Jay and Elliot? They’re such sweeties! I love 'em so much! When I found your blog, I binge read basically everything about them! I’m ridiculously excited for more!

@builder051 : Okay, another blog I just recently found! I LOVE your fics though, and I can’t wait for more! You write Bucky and Steve so well? I’ve been looking for more stuff for them, so I’m really glad I found you!!

Alright! There we go! Please let me know who I’ve missed! Or reblog and add them yourself! I’m sure there are tons of creators out there who should be on this list as well!

anonymous asked:

Would you consider taking a prompt for Jyn/Cassian? Any number from 1-10 from your last prompt list? Completely up to you since I don't know if you have the muse for them ;)

7. Hand kiss

The story of Jyn’s life is etched into her hands.

The small, curved scar at the bottom of her left palm is from where she fell as she tried to climb up one of the rock faces on Lah’mu. She landed heavily on that hand, a stray, sharp piece of shale piercing the skin. “You need to be more careful, Stardust,” her father said as he gently bandaged it, but she just smiled sunnily up at him. Those were the days before she realised why her mother sometimes glanced at the skies overhead with shadowed eyes, when she thought the way her parents made her practice grabbing the always-ready satchel and running for the hidden shelter was a game. Before she understood that there was evil in the galaxy.

There’s a mole on her right wrist, just where it joins her hand, a small, inconspicuous brown spot. She stared at that mole as she waited in the shelter for someone to find her, feeling the quiet certainty settle in her that whoever it was it would not be her parents. They were gone. If she acknowledged that panic started to swell up inside her, so she focused on the mole on her wrist, trying to shrink the rest of the galaxy down to the size of that spot in her mind, too small for fears and anxieties she wasn’t quite old enough to understand to pierce.

Various callouses adorn her palms and fingers, relics of her training from Saw Garrera. You cannot wield a baton with force without the friction wearing away the skin, and her soft child’s hands had quickly hardened over to match the new sharp edges of her mind and soul. There’s a small line over one knuckle from the first time she punched someone and caught the edge of their tooth. She was twelve when Saw took her hands in his and looked down at them approvingly. “You have a fighter’s hands now, child.”

Numerous cuts and scrapes were collected over the years she was on her own, abandoned by the man that had shaped her hands so they were only fit for breaking, destroying. Most are faded now, but some marks remain.

A ragged scar on the back of her right hand is from Eadu. When the bombs started falling she threw her arm up to cover her head, and caught the edge of some flying piece of shrapnel. Looking at it brings back memories of her father in her arms, his eyes desperately holding hers as the breath left his body.

The scars from Scarif cover her arms more than her hands, but they’re close enough. Burn marks and the thin white lines of healed cuts that remind her how close she truly came to dying. They are also the only scars she is proud of, in an oddly fierce way. Because she got those scars, they retrieved the plans for the Death Star. Because she got those scars, countless lives were saved. Because she got those scars, the Rebel Alliance not only survived but is flourishing.

Perhaps flourishing isn’t quite the right word when they are currently based on a frozen wasteland of a planet. But it’s growing.

Hoth won’t leave any permanent marks on her hands, Jyn doesn’t think, although it’s difficult to believe when she can feel the cold in her very bones. She constantly flexes her hands and figures as she moves around the base, to stop them numbing up. If she doesn’t the cold makes them shake so badly she has trouble even doing up the buttons on her shirt.

Despite the iciness of the air, the atmosphere here seems more charged than on Yavin 4. On Yavin there was a sense of grimness, an aura of fighting because to give in was unthinkable than because they had any real hope for victory. Now, since the Death Star was destroyed, there’s a palpable belief that they are not fighting in vain. A difference can be made.

The idea of the Rebels winning, of a day when Empire will fall, still seems far flung to Jyn. Or maybe it’s more that she deliberately chooses not to think of it. Not out of any desire to remain realistic, or avoid false hope – rebellions are built on hope, after all – but because picturing a life in which she doesn’t have to fight terrifies her.

She doesn’t know what or who she is if she isn’t fighting. Her hands are proof of that. The scars that mark them are tales of destruction, of breaking and burning things to the ground. They are not the hands of a builder, of someone who can grow something good out of the ashes of war.

Those are the thoughts in her mind when Cassian finds her perched in an out-of-the-way alcove. He sits down beside her, the space snug enough that his thigh and side presses warmly against hers.

“Still cold?” he asks, nodding at her flexing hands.

“There hasn’t been a moment on this wretched planet when I haven’t been cold,” Jyn grumbles, but that only makes him smile.

She still isn’t quite sure of the moment when things shifted between them, but at some point the balance swung and even if she hasn’t said it out loud she knows she’s more than a little bit in love with him. He hasn’t said anything either, but the way he looks when their eyes meet makes her think he feels the same.

He reaches out now and takes her hands in his, gently pulling off her gloves and then his own so their skin brushes together. His hands are larger than hers, almost completely enveloping them, the fingers longer and more graceful, but the palms are as calloused and there are at least as many nicks and scars. There must be a story behind each one, and she thinks that one day she would like to hear them.

With infinite tenderness he brings her hands up to his mouth and presses his lips to the backs, the knuckles, the palms. Each light kiss sends warmth pulsing through them, and she can feel her cheeks heating up to match.

He, too, has a fighter’s hands, hardened by war and violence from childhood. But when he uses them like this, touches her with such care, they seem more like a healer’s hands, or perhaps a gardener’s. Precise, delicate, made for repairing and soothing.

It almost makes her believe her hands could be something similar.

Still holding her hands, he glances up, dark eyes sparkling. “Better?”

“Much.” Jyn smiles. “For now, anyway.”

He chuckles. “Well, if you get cold again, just let me know.”

The thought of the future – one in which there’s peace – frightens Jyn. But if she can have Cassian in it, she thinks she will find a way to cope.

“Didn’t I already tell you? I’m always cold.”                

fanfiction.net
Freedom's Just Another Word Chapter 28, a rookie blue fanfic | FanFiction
A/U: College is supposed to be their first taste of freedom, but for the last year Gail Peck had real freedom. Now she's back, within the grasp of her controlling parents, and forced to face the nightmares she's tried to leave behind. She's used to dealing with it alone, but does she have to?

Seriously. If you’re at all a fan of Gail Peck and Holly Stewart… you probably already know this fic. BUT. If you don’t, give it a read. I guarantee you will not be disappointed. It truly is amazing and the chapters are so long. Plenty of slow burn plot elements and it is so well written. 

The author isn’t on tumblr and it’s not on A03 (it is I just found it!) so I don’t think it gets much exposure or love. So give it a read and go send the author some joy. Maybe some of the faithfuls can help spread the word? @auntchappy @cotecoyotegrrrl @gail-shark @gailpeckholly @boojangs @lizheda @ragingscooter

This is a post- break up story (dramione of course)

somewhere, xx/xx/xx, 09:46 a.m.

“Do you still think of her?”

The pale face of Draco Malfoy froze at the sound of the word “her”. Blaise Zabini smirked rather smugly seeing how his question had affected his friend.

“No,”  curtly replied the now apparently absent-minded blonde bloke.

“You didn’t even ask whom and you already know who that her is.” Blaise was very pleased of how it was going as planned.

“Stop playing games with me.” The blonde bloke sensed something from his childhood friend and finally seemed to be out of his trance, but now sounded annoyed and irritated. But Blaise was not just anyone, he has known Draco since forever and he was not going to be tricked by his friend’s most well-known pretense.

“Alright. So… a definite no?” Blaise’s eyes had never left Draco’s facial expressions since this conversation had started and he noticed that his friend had been acting extremely nonchalantly which actually was the proof of his uneasiness.

Draco already knew where this was going so he simply said,
“…That’d be a lie and you know that, so why ask?”

Blaise now turned his smirk into a grin which irritated Draco a lot more than he already was.

“I think I might be able to help you.”

“Help me with what?” 

“You know it perfectly well, don’t you?”


xx cafe, same date as above, 03:22 p.m.

“Do you still think of him?”

“I’m sorry what?”

Hermione Granger was thinking about a certain blonde guy while having an afternoon tea in a cafe with her best female friend Ginny Weasley when this sudden question was thrown to her which caused her choked a bit.

“Don’t avoid it. Answer me.”

“I don’t even know what you’re talking about.”

This statement was actually not completely a lie, at least not when she was choking on her cup of espresso. But now that she had already come back to sense…

“Don’t. Even. Think. About it.” 

Hermione cursed a bit in her mind and kept saying,

“Why were you asking it at the first place?”

This time, it was Ginny who let out an exasperated groan,

“Darn, you’re so stubborn, why can’t you just answer me so that I can help you?”

“Help me with what?” A puzzled Hermione asked genuinely.

“i thought you know it perfectly well, don’t you?”

Ginny smirked, and Hermione’s heart sank.


Hey guys so I was thinking about making this into a fic but I want some responses first so… is anyone interested in this plot? ( i’m gonna write this no matter what coz i really want to) Also, idk if i should write this as a muggle AU or not. any comments?

anonymous asked:

Hey! What do you think of Chariel? Many people talk about Charisk (did you know Toby said Frisk's crush was actually a female cigar? It's my OTP now-) but i really like this ship so i was curious about your opinion on it! Oh and ! Your art is amazing! Continue the amazing work!

Thanks! :) 

well, Charisk its my fav ship per excellence, So, Chariel is indifferent to me… I mean, it’s a very cute ship, but I like to think that asriel and chara has a huge familys love.

Boueibu Shipping Week (Idea, proposal...)

Boueibu Shipping Week

So, this is an idea that I had to bring up more activity and more fics, arts, whatever you can do, to the Boueibu fandom.

The idea is that instead of a week dedicated to a single character or a single ship, we can have a multishipping week, meaning that any kind of ship collaboration will be valid.

So, for example, let’s say that during the first day the prompt is something like “First Time,” so you can take a ship like Kinmoto to write a fic about “First Time” (first time they meet, they talk, they kiss, they hold hands, anything), but then you want to draw a fanart based on IbuKin, but you want also to recommend a fanfic you read about EnKin’s first time on something, because at the end you are a Kinshiro multhispper, that case would be totally valid. However, let’s say that you cannot multiship and you’re the kind of person that really has only one OTP, let’s name it, AkoIo, then you can write, draw, recommend and all kind of contribution you can think about AkoIo with the prompt of “First Time.”

Also, some of us may not have time to work on so many things for just one day and we may have to choose ships for specific purposes. So for example, we have day 1 as “First Time” let’s say in my case I choose Akorima to write about their first kiss, but on day 2 that has “Love Letter” as the prompt I chose to have IbuYu, and so on, or well as it was previously said you can take only one ship and write, draw, etc, about only that ship during the whole week.

The point at the end is to come up with new content for the fandom, so anything that follows the week’s prompt will be valid.

Would you like to have this kind of activity for the fandom?

If yes, well I’d need some help… I want to do this, but my job is a little bit (extremely) demanding about my time so, really I’d need some extra help. Also, if some of you may contribute saying which month do you think would be perfect to develop the week it would be awesome, I’d say July, but I don’t know what you think, so let me know.

Beddy-Bye Wolfy  Prince

So I had the best, due know that I use best sarcastically, idea by sending my good friend @tvtrashnoodle​ a otp fanfiction prompt and we had to pick each other a prompt. And as you guys may know I love fluffy, cute fanfictions. Well, today were having angst and fluff, haha kill me. So here we go, blame Momo.

Beddy-Bye Wolf Prince

Warnings: Sleep paralyses & maybe cursing

Theme: Angst and fluff, Sander Sides Animal AU

Word count: 709

Keep reading

2

Gintama manga chap 631

Dear Gintama gods and Sorachi-sama,

That Takasugi sure knows how to make an entrance! Even though I’ve been waiting for him to return, was certain he would return, I was still surprised by his reappearance. As soon as Zura heard Takasugi’s voice—which reminded me of that scene in Hannibal when Hannibal first called Clarice on the phone—I literally jumped up and cheered. Honestly, Sorachi-sama, I sometimes wonder if maybe you’re a TakaZura fanboy at heart. It’s adorable how you even had them wearing their old Joui uniforms like a matching couple. How fitting that the two of them would keep their old uniforms around; out of the four Joui boys, they’re the ones who have always retained the strongest spiritual bond to the past. The only difference is while the ghosts of the past have motivated Zura to continue fighting for the future, Takasugi has been driven to destroy the future as the result of them.

Though honestly, despite his promise to be the only one to destroy Earth, I firmly believe the Takasugi we’re seeing now is the softer, kinder version of the one we’ve lived with up until now. Obviously his face-off with Gintoki provided the first cathartic moment for him; his subsequent coma, reconciliation with his old comrades, and then learning the truth behind Utsuro had to have melted his icy, destructive core completely. Ever since the start of this battle, as I watched the hordes of Liberation Army descend upon Edo, I kept on thinking how our four beloved Joui generals should be the ones leading the charge to beat back the Amanto enemies and defeat them. Now that Takasugi is back in the fold, I hope my wish to see that scenario happen will still be granted after all. I would love it so much if Gintoki were to lead the Shinsengumi and yakuza factions, Takasugi the Oniwabanshuu and Yoshiwara factions (I have my personal logic for this one; and I promise none of it has to do with any shipping or anti-shipping reasons), Zura the okama, cabaret, and host factions, while Sakamoto maintains the space assault (gods know Hata the Baka, the old man, and Madao are freaking useless at that).

Lest you think I forgot, I know the return of Takasugi also means we will be seeing Oboro again as well. With Utsuro suddenly making a cameo at the edge of town, I know you are probably trying to signify that the final showdown between former master and his five students is approaching. As soon as the Lib Army and Prince Gun Smoke are put down, I know the epic battle between the monsters will finally take place. Naturally that fills me with no small amount of dread, thinking of the deep dark void that may follow afterward. I can only beg you to please draw out the battle with the Yato and the rest of the Lib army for just a little longer. Kamui needs to come back too. For once the stupid big brother should side with his little sister and fight with her. Maybe Papi and his cannon arms can also make an appearance. I would imagine that it would only be appropriate for the Yatos to be the ones to effectively take on their own; how can mere mortals who are not blessed with Gintoki’s super quick-healing, non-dying powers ever be a real match otherwise? The fact that the Lib Army Yatos are abusive to the elderly and rather sneaky makes their defeat all the more deserved.    

Once the dust has settled on Earth and prior to the final big showdown against Utsuro, I really hope you will give us a proper time out so that important conversations between friends and loved ones can be had, in order to allow some proper reconnection between old fighting buddies, including the never present Kurono. Before the fat lady sings, can we please see the 5th Joui member? I always thought he was within Elizabeth, but now that that theory is dashed thanks to Draconia, I am at a lost as to who he could be. Unless Kurono and Draconia are one and the same? Is that even possible? Anyway, I just hope you haven’t forgotten about him or decided to simply ignore his existence altogether as it was only for comedic effect to begin with.  

Lastly, I especially hope we get to see some genuine conversations take place between certain duos in order to tie up any relationship loose ends. I won’t annoy you further by specifying which particular conversations I hope to see the most; by now, you already know full well my inclinations, especially my top three.  I only ask that some degree of acknowledgement occurs. Actually, for one of the pairings, I really think it’s entirely reasonable for full acknowledgement to take place: hasn’t the poor scarred gorilla earned it by now? For the second pair they might be too young yet, so maybe some harmless flirting would suffice. While for the third, the OTP love of my life, I know I might as well ask for the moon, BUT, you have constantly surprised me with how obliging you are with regards to them, so I will continue to hope for the best. Or, at the very least, as I’ve mentioned countless times before, if you just keep the door open and not kill my dreams, I would be more than satisfied. Think: Akira and Hikaru at the end of Hikaru no Go. That would be more than enough for me.        

Yours truly,

A silly fangirl with yaoi dreams

(^3^)

PS: Thank you for letting them be in the same frame! Tiny morsels like this is all I need to be full!

PSS:  I literally felt a delicious chill run down my spine when I saw this, so for that, I thank you. Really got the Hannibal/Clarice vibes.