secrets of the inner circle

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supergirl season one appreciation week | day three: why you love season one

The relationships, particularly the ones between the ladies. There’s friendships, and found families, and love, and like… Kara has so many people in her inner circle, the people who know her secret, and support her, and love her. It’s such an overused, boring trope that the superhero can’t tell anybody their secret, and carries the weight of it on their back, and I was so glad that Supergirl didn’t go that route, that Kara had people she could trust, and open up to, and confide in.

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[AFTG Exchange - Valentine’s Day 2017] @aftgexchange
// for @rikomoriyamaofficial

Andrew Minyard is the newest addition to the Edgar Allan University Exy team. He’s short, he’s fast, he’s devilishly good in a goal — and in another universe, he could have been the deadliest investment a Coach with nothing to lose could have made.

Signing with the unbeaten national champions is a dream many young Exy players seek after, but few know how the black corridors of Castle Evermore can quickly turn into a nightmare for the unsuspecting fool. The EA Ravens are a hive mind, built on sharp strings of violence, sex and codependence. At the top of the Nest, there is at the same time no place for secrets and a foul air saturated with them, starting with Riko’s inner circle Andrew has been drafted to.

Laying eyes on the Crown of Evermore comes with a price of blood, and paying it can cost one’s life  as well as their family’s.

What authoritarian regimes do is blunder forward, grasping and grabbing power whenever and wherever they can, building secretive inner circles, surrounding themselves with supplicant state media, demonizing dissenting voices, and punishing enemies. They do this not because of some 12-dimensional chess analysis of the political landscape, but because that’s what narcissism and zero-sum thinking does. They are more like animals driven by instinct than chess masters driven by strategy, though of course there’s a range (with Trump being on the far blinded-by-narcissism end).

If we’re looking to understand the course an authoritarian takes through a country and its history — what’s he’s accomplished, what’s likely to happen next — the place to look is not his intent, but the institutions and norms of the country he seeks to dominate. They, not his ultimate goals and desires, are what most determine the ultimate shape and consequences of a regime.

Think of a bull loose in a china shop. How much damage will it do? The relevant variable is not the bull’s intent. A bull’s gonna bull. The relevant variable is how equipped the china shop is to stop the bull. How many tranquilizer darts does it have, or, I don’t know, nets? (I didn’t think this analogy all the way through.)

The point is, how far an authoritarian can blunder forward, violating norms and degrading institutions, is determined by the strength of the norms and institutions he encounters. They determine when, or whether, he is constrained.

andallthewildthingsroared  asked:

hey! i wanted to let you know that i think your cas/stages of grief meta was absolutely amazing. cas's story never really made sense to me, it always seemed so inconsistent, like they had no idea where they were going with it, and your meta is the first i've read that made me see some central theme in it after all. so kudos for that :) just out of curiosity, you have any idea where they're going with crowley? bc his story is another one that always felt the opposite of straightforward to me.

Whats your hope for Crowleys arc on this season?

Hi! Thank you so much for all that! I am the most awful person, because not only I’m like, two months late in answering this but I’m also going to bundle it up with an anon ask. Sorry, @andallthewildthingsroared!

(I did write the overly long thing I promised you, though, so there’s that.)

I understand where you’re coming from - Crowley’s arc is sort of zigzaggy, but if you take away what was clearly bad characterization (such as that one-off threat to Sam complete with red eyes which never went anywhere), I sort of feel like we can know who Crowley is, and what he wants.

Background

So, just as a summary - we know he was a bastard, and that he had a stable enough relationship with his mother that he remembers her (not fondly), and that she up and left soon enough that it felt like she was abandoning him (eight is a bit soon to fend for yourself, even in the seventeenth century). We know he had a son, and since Gavin’s mother is never mentioned, I want to say unremarkable entity who died in childbirth? Because if this had been his great love, and if she’d survived long enough to be remembered by Gavin, I hope to God that would have been brought up in the narrative (come on). So, either Crowley didn’t give a damn about her, and got saddled with the kid for some reason, or he cared a lot and she died pretty early on and that’s possibly the reason he started being so awful to everybody (hello, John Winchester’s parallels). We also know he was a tailor, which, in those times, and for an orphan, implies either that Rowena used magic to help him out (unlikely for a number of reasons) or that he was actually a very smart, very talented kid who had to work his ass off during his apprenticeship, as was usual for the times. In this case, we’ve got someone whose life was out of his control from a very young age, and who knows what it’s like to be at a master’s whim. 

Demon deal

Now, what doesn’t fit with this picture is the idea a kid like that would sell his soul for a longer dick, as Crowley boasted to have done (also, as amusing as it is, this would be a moot point by now, since Crowley’s in a different body). What I consider more likely is that Crowley’s current vessel - the literary agent in his late forties possibly all work and all play as that job often entails - tried to make a similar deal (and that would be a reason for Crowley to stick with the body afterwards; after all, we know he’s vain and likes to sleep around, so, vessel for vessel, why not go for a bigger dong?); as for Crowley himself, I really can’t guess what happened. Gavin remembers him as a useless drunkard, and he certainly had no riches to pass on - so much so, Gavin was forced to emigrate to the Colonies. What did Crowley gain, exactly, in exchange for his soul? An intriguing possibility is that, like Dean, he took the deal to save someone else - perhaps Gavin himself from some childhood fever - and became a drunk asshole out of blind panic the closer he got to the deadline. I like this explanation, because there was always this weird pull between Crowley and Dean, and this would go a long way towards explaining it; but, really, this is one of those things it’s useless to speculate about - either the show will tell us, or it won’t.

(Another possibility I like, but which would have come up by now, is that Rowena sold her kid’s soul to pay for her own magic - a plot bunny I explored here.)

Whatever his reasons, Crowley’s time in hell took this primal lack of control over his own life and made it a thousand times worse. We still don’t know, exactly, how demons are created, how long it takes, and who decides which eyes you’ll get, and which job you’ll do. This is, like, one of the 2000 things the show could get into instead of inventing new lore (I’m not complaining, though - S11 was magnificent, and S12 has been very good so far). What we do know is that the entire process is excruciatingly painful; that it distorts, or takes away, your human soul. If we think about other soulless creatures we’ve encountered, what Crowley is makes a lot of sense. It’s not about being evil, exactly; it’s more about a lack of caring and empathy. There are moments where Crowley actually reminds me of soulless!Sam - like when he pushed Dean into Cain’s arms just because it was convenient on the short term. 

Crowley the crossroads demon

Becoming a demon is also the worst kind of punishment, we should assume, because it completely takes away your free will.

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Yo, here goes a fact about women I don’t think many young people know: the term “woman” didn’t exist until recently. Before 1979, in fact, women were more commonly known as “Those Who Speak Softly and Walk On Misted Grounds At Dawn’s Break”. The term “woman” didn’t come into usage until the 80s. It was invented by feminist philosopher, author, and mathematician, Lisa R.W. Hardinger, who created the term as an acronym. However, Hardinger kept the meaning of W.O.M.A.N. a strict secret only known to those in the inner circle of her feminist sect.

The meaning of the acronym was so sought after that the CIA, believing Hardinger may be a witch or a communist sympathizer, infiltrated her group. Recently declassified documents reveal that, while they were unable to find out the meaning of all of the letters, the W stood for “Women in STEM fields” and the M stood for “Measles”. To this day, no one knows the true meaning of the term woman, but it has passed into normal American vernacular, all but replacing more archaic terms.

However, European English speakers and older Americans still refer to women as “Those Who Speak Softly and Walk On Misted Grounds At Dawn’s Break. So if you were wondering why meemaw and poppop say that sometimes, this is why.

post-acowar m0rrigan rant

wow i’ve seen some posts about the m0rrigan that make me really, really mad. literally been stewing for 10 minutes. (also i’m sorry if it’s slightly incoherent i’m just so ???) acowar spoilers below~


i feel like some people have completely missed the fact that Mor and Azriel are supposed to be friends/family??? yeah, Az has feelings for Mor, but they’re still all working together in the Inner Circle as family - what Mor and Rhysand call their real family. You can’t just say MOR DOESN’T OWE ANYONE COMMUNICATION BECAUSE OF HER TRAUMA AND SELF-IDENTITY. That is not right. That is not healthy!

So what i want to get into is that many of Mor’s behavior and actions were NOT HEALTHY (unhealthy coping mechanisms) but understandable due to her traumatic upbringing. Yes, I agree with many posts citing feminist lines of thought - women shouldn’t have to explain themselves to men, they shouldn’t have to use another man to defend themselves, etc. However, keep in mind that Azriel isn’t just some random dude, Mor and Cassian and Azriel have known each other for 500 years.

FIVE HUNDRED YEARS, HELLO DO YOU KNOW HOW LONG THAT IS?!?? And you’re trying to tell me that it’s excusable for Mor to sleep with random people specifically as a message for Azriel to stay away? She sleeps with other men including his best friend (because she kept women a secret) and Helion of the day court, sending the message that the problem was Azriel. She claims to have done this for his benefit - because he’s so special and amazing, which is really twisted! But you know what else she could have done to convey a message? USE HER WORDS. She doesn’t have to say “Azriel I’m a lesbian,” she can say, “Azriel, I’m not interested in you romantically.” And she doesn’t have to explain herself after that - she does not owe him a reason for why she is not interested. I am all for communication in every relationship, romantic, platonic, etc., and it doesn’t mean you have to spill your entire guts out!

Please guys, Mor’s behavior was really self-destructive, and I don’t want that to be lost!!!! Even though its her right to sort out her own feelings and decide when she wanted to come out, Mor NEEDED SUPPORT. She needed SOMEONE to be there for her, to promise to keep her secrets, to never betray her, and nobody in the Inner Circle did that for her. Mor didn’t trust ANYONE, not even herself. She constantly denies an important, crucial part of her identity because of the trauma she went through , which drives her behavior. And that’s understandable, especially considering Rhysand’s betrayal by letting Hewn City into Velaris (holy shit all-consuming fury from me right there, no arguments about that one). The Inner Court has all gone through traumatic shit and they all make bad decisions because of what they’ve been through.

But - and this is where the scene with Feyre during the war is critical. Mor DEMANDS to know why Feyre didn’t trust her enough to tell her about going after the Suriel; she’s furious at Feyre for not being honest with her and Feyre turns it back on Mor. Is it hurtful? Yes. But Mor eventually admits it herself, “My gift is truth - and yet I have been living a lie my entire existence.” Mor’s actions were most destructive to herself, but also the people around her, and it’s sad that nobody was able to help her through 500 years :/

The Ravenwing is the Second Company of the Dark Angels Space Marines Chapter. Like the First Company, the Deathwing, the Ravenwing are not part of the Codex Astartes structure - although the remaining companies of the chapter adhere to the Codex. Although a versatile and tactically flexible fast-attack force, the true role of the Ravenwing is to hunt members of The Fallen. This secret is only known to high-ranking Black Knights and members of the Inner Circle.

Nessian - Part 4

So this has turned into a collab with @cataclysimic-star

she wrote a post which we consider Part one

I responded to her post with Part two

Within an hour we had Part three

(Part 5)

Nesta POV  (1930 words)


We had been training for weeks, Feyre wasn’t back, but in every other aspect, life had changed. My combat skills had advanced greatly under Cassian’s careful training, but not nearly as far as my magical abilities. As Rhys had thought  when I had first asked him about my magic, the power had been evolving as I had learned to control it - beginning by understanding the magic of the elements as Feyre had, then moving to Tamlin and Rhys’s and Cassian’s magic, only imitating the darkness, but to such perfect likeness, that I may as well have been the High Lady of the Night Court. The darkness was only an imitation though. The power I had been given could be fashioned in any which way I pleased. I used it like the demati, a gift that did not usually stem from magic, but from ones naturally gifting, but yet I could push this raw magic, not of the courts like Feyre’s, into someone’s mind and create a tunnel through which I could hear and see and delve into the minds of others. The mental shields that I had initially build had been the same as those any fae might construct, but now the walls were fashioned not of my own strength, but of the cauldron's magic that even the most powerful high lord to ever reign, could not break through.

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The Fox and the Dove: An Elucien/Squad Fic

For my @yulemaas Secret Santa - @highfaelucien. She asked for Inner Circle fluff in which everyone finds out about Moriel or Elucien finally getting together, and to my utter shock, I ditched out on my darling children for the Elucien. Merry Christmas, Lauren! I hope it lives up to what you were hoping for. <3

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Summary: Fresh off solidifying the mate bond between them, Lucien and Elain are ready to tell their family about their decision to accept the bond. Lucien just needs to work off some steam first, but much to everyone’s amusement, Elain’s got her own steam to blow off that leads to teasing and taunting and feelings of all sorts.

The Fox and the Dove

Elain tried to wait.

Just a few hours while Lucien worked off some - what had he called it?

Agitations.

Yes, that was it. Just a few hours while Lucien worked off some agitations from the few days they had spent holed up in his manor in the Spring Court.

Elain hadn’t told anyone she was going with him. It was difficult to work up an excuse to be left alone without any chance of someone deciding they could come interrupt her for this or that. She wasn’t even sure how long they’d be gone doing… Well. Elain blushed just thinking about what she and Lucien had been doing.

In the end, though, it hadn’t been as tricky as she thought. Lucien was always skipping off to the Spring Court to help sort it out from the mess Tamlin had left it in after the war, and her sisters were so caught up in their own busy lives that Elain had found it somewhat easy to go. She simply slipped her arm through Lucien’s, gripped him fiercely with her eyes squinted shut, and in a blink he’d taken her to the fields and flowers and songs of another world.

Their world.

She liked their world. She liked it very much. And no one knew about it.

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Moriel Headcanon

-I very strongly believe that Mor and Azriel have been secretly hooking up and falling in love since the night Azriel found and saved Mor in the forest.
-They kept it a quiet secret because they didn’t want it to cause problems for their inner circle and disrupt the way things work.
-They were there for each other in the hardship while Rhys was under the mountain.
-They secretly sneak to each others house to spend the night together but then in front of their friends they act like they had no idea where the other one dissapeared to the night before.
-Now that Feyre is taken by Hybern they don’t want to hide their feelings anymore and so they confess and start publicly showing their feelings. Leaning on each other for support and comfort.

Love The Way You Lie Pt.2

LTWYL2

Pic credit: to rightful owner

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Say you’re sorry
That face of an angel
Comes out just when you need it to
As I paced back and forth all this time
Cause I honestly believed in you
Holding on
The days drag on
Stupid girl,
I should have known, I should have known

The darkly tinted window hid the ghost of a smile that crossed his lips. His eyes were trained on the playful toddler that was racing around the blue elephant slide, squealing for another go. Hearty laughters erupted from the child’s gummy grin when his mother rushed to his side to aid his climb up the steps. The child resembled him in so many ways that his heart clenches and flood with warmth with every giggle and every smile. Kris loved him more than his next breath.

His boy. His flesh and blood.

Yet, looking at the bundle of untainted innocence now, a knot of dread tightened deep and heavy in his gut as Kris imagined the day his own son finds the truth about his father’s dark, clouded past.

I had so many dreams
About you and me
Happy endings
Now I know

The scenario in Kris’s head was grim and the possibilities were much more so, but he knew that he will be apologizing - on his knees if needs be. As long as his little boy smiles with clear eyes filled with joy, Kris would do anything.

Regret isn’t an apt word to describe the wrenching emotion that settled deep as a bassline in every pulse of his heart. It isn’t just a simple feeling. It is a living being that haunts him day by day.

If only he could rewind time and clean his slate, Kris would tell himself to not falter to JinAh’s sweet words and obediently crawl into the trap that she disguised as a soft bed. He made a stupid mistake and put his marriage on the line. JinAh had threatened him, saying she would reveal all to you if he stopped seeing her and he didn’t have the courage to own up. He didn’t have the confidence to believe you would forgive him. So he made up lies to you - one after the other. Despite so, there were three words that were always true when he uttered them. Three words that made him try harder to keep you safe and away from pain. They are also the only words Kris ever needed to hear from you when he felt ever so lost in his deceits.

I love you.

But I’m not a princess, this ain’t a fairy tale,
I’m not the one you’ll sweep off her feet,
Lead her up the stairwell
This ain’t Hollywood, this is a small town,
I was a dreamer before you went and let me down,
Now it’s too late for you and your white horse to come around

“Daddy!!!” The boy squealed at the top of his little lungs, racing on his short legs towards opened arms.

His smile faltered. His conscious failing to hold on the last remnant of happiness he had as the knife lodge deeper into his heart.

“Aiden!” Your clear voice rung out.

Your pink lips were pursed, trying hard but failing to repress a smile as you playfully stomped towards the tumbling toddler. The little boy cried out ecstatically as he ran from you, leaping into the open arms of your husband. He let out a joyful shriek as his daddy fell back onto the ground with a resounding thump.

Kris’s heart stopped completely. He could physically feel the cracks in his heart enlarging and hear it shatter into a million of pieces over the sound of the revving engine. His hands gripped harder on the steering wheel as he ripped his eyes from the closing window and drove away.

And there you are on your knees,
Begging for forgiveness, begging for me
Just like I always wanted but I’m so sorry

Ensconced in your own happiness, you weren’t aware of the revving engine that sped away, or of the heart that cracked into million of pieces knowing that it lost something that it once had.

Cause I’m not your princess, this ain’t a fairytale,
I’m gonna find someone someday who might actually treat me well
This is a big world, that was a small town
There in my rear view mirror disappearing now


“You’re going to break daddy soon enough, baby.” You chastised, only your words were drowned out by the sound of uncontrollable laughter from the two men of your life. “And if you ever plan on playing football in the near future, you should look after your back, Luhan.” You told your husband.

They peered up at you as if you spoke in a foreign language, then sent each other a furtive look before Luhan grabbed onto your hand and pulled you down onto the grass. “Stop being such a killjoy!” He said, “Join us and stop pretending you don’t want in on this manly bonding time.”

Straightening your skirt, you meekly laid beside Luhan on the grass as Aiden settled quietly between you both. Unknowingly, you started smiling as the powdery white cloud floated past the expanse of blue in your vision. Everything was perfect and you couldn’t be any happier. Luhan glanced over to you and smiled, catching your attention.

“What?” You eyed him suspiciously, unable to hide your own grinning response.

He shrugged nonchalantly and fixed his gaze back onto the sky. “I love you, that’s all.”

Aiden’s head perked up suddenly. The little mischief rolled his eyes as if he had it all figured out. “Daddy always have to love Mommy. And you love Daddy too, don’t you, Mommy?”

“I love you more.” You pressed his little button nose and giggled when his face scrunched in disdain. “You love me as well, baby?” You asked the boy.

Luhan feigned a frown, pretending to sit up. “I’ll just go over that bench and sit by myself then since no-one seems to love me.”

Aiden quickly grabbed onto Luhan’s shirt to keep him on the ground and climbed on top, sprawling over his chest to immobilize him. “You have to stay here, Daddy.” He demanded. “Stay and I’ll tell you a secret.”

You watched as your little bundle of joy clambered over Luhan to whisper into his ear. Intrigued by what they had to share with each other, you tried to listen in but was swatted away with disapproving glares. Apparently, you’re not joining the inner circle of their ‘manly’ bonding and secrets-whispering.
They ended the exchange with a snicker and gave you a cheeky, knowing look before taking a leap at you. Luhan held your arms still above your head as Aiden sat on your legs and wiggled his little fingers over your stomach and waist. A torrent of giggles tore through your lungs as you fight for your next breath.

“You could have told me you love me the easy way, _____.” Luhan teased. “You left us no choice.”

The blurred wide grin floating upside down above your head was all you could clearly see from Luhan’s face as you thrashed about.

“Tell Daddy you love him, Mommy.” Aiden cheered, relentlessly tickling you with no mercy.

“I love you, I love you, I love you.” You squealed breathlessly, begging for the torture to stop.

Mercifully, Luhan called off the attack. When you was gasping for breath, he lowered his head and pressed his lips onto yours, his smile apparent on your skin.

“How long do you think we have to tickle him to keep him away from our bedroom tonight?” Luhan murmurred quietly.

“I don’t know.” You replied, grinning cheekily at your husband, “Let’s find out later.”

The dim nightlight projecting the shadows of stars and moon on the blue wallpaper with rockets prints brought a sudden squeeze to your chest. You leaned against the door frame and watched Luhan as he laid beside Aiden, reading a story from a book. The little man has thrown his arms and legs across the older one, holding him hostage with what little wakefulness he has left.
Four years ago, you lost your galaxy. It was too vast to keep as your own. But now, you had a precious little star and it’s yours to hold. Aiden was your reason to go on. Your light when the world fell dark. Your rock when the ground shakes. You live for him because he is your everything.

You still remember that fateful night learning of Nana’s loss. It was a difficult decision at such a bad time but you chose to leave. With shaky hands, you packed as much as you could carried and bid farewell to the apartment you and Kris shared. After spending a week away with no contact with anyone, you sent your condolences to Nana and Kris - but along with the divorce paper your lawyer finalized for him. There wasn’t a fight. You asked for nothing but all that belonged to you before your marriage and a quiet split. Two weeks later, it was official; you and Kris were no longer spouses. He changed ownership of the apartment to you and gave the entirety of the shared bank account plus more. You sold the apartment and used the money to buy another place more apt for a future-single mother.

After the 6-months hardship of taking care of the newborn baby Aiden, with family encouragement, you went into the job market and landed an office job as an assistant. That was where you met Luhan. He was friendly and kind despite your reluctance in getting to close to him. But slowly, without you realizing, he melted the frost that encased your heart. It was when your mother bought Aiden to the office that you realized you fell for him. You remember the smile on Luhan’s face as he picked up a laughing Aiden and the look he gave you. He didn’t judge and he didn’t pity you. The look he gave was respectful and caring and full of love, as if right then you and Aiden was his everything. Needless to say, thanks to Aiden’s clinginess to Luhan, you gave the man a chance.

He made one hell of an attempt with it too because he successfully put a ring on your finger.

Luhan gently lifted Aiden’s arms and legs off his body before climbing out of the boy’s little bed as quiet as a mouse. He even had the nerve to shush your giggle as he crept out of the room and closed the door.

“Why are you still up?” He asked quietly, pulling you down the hallway back to the bedroom, “I thought you went to bed.”

You shook your head. “I just finished the kiddies invitations for Aiden’s birthday. I piled it on the kitchen counter. Drop it off when you take him to nursery tomorrow, will you?”

“For a kiss, I might.” He added in sneakily. 

You tip-toed and pecked at his cheek. “And can you also drop off the letter I left beside the invitation at the Postal Office before work?”

Luhan pouted. “That is going to cost more than a peck on the cheek.”

You laughed, hitting his arm as you both climbed into bed and curled up to each other. Senseless conversations and mindless kisses were all that you could remember before the sound of his heartbeat underneath your fingers lulled you to sleep.


The knife tore at the edge of the envelope. Each inch opened sped up the pulse in his veins. Kris put the knife down on the office desk, taking a fortifying breath as he sat back on the chair, slowly opening the white letter with his fingers.

“Dear Kris,
It has been a long time since I have heard from you. I hope you are well and happy. I’m writing this right now to clear the air between us and start anew.
Please stop blaming yourself for what happened. I have moved on. I have forgiven you. There is no reason for anyone to suffer anymore. The past can’t be changed but there is a future. I don’t want the implication of what occurred between us to stand in Aiden’s future. My heart feels heavy keeping you and Aiden from each other.

There is only so much you could know about him from the pictures I send now and then but it would be wonderful if you could visit him some day. He is turning 3 soon. It would mean a lot to Aiden and I if you come to our little gathering for his birthday. After all you are his father. He would want you to be in his life even if we aren’t together. 

Please consider my invitation and I hope to hear from you soon.

Yours sincerely,
_____________”

He folded the paper up and slipped it back into the envelope, placing it into a drawer along with the other previous letters from you. Pictures in the drawers peeked up at him; Aiden smiling in a elf costume holding your hand under a Christmas tree; Aiden looking determined as he blow at the single candle on his cake; Aiden as he sleep peacefully in his baby cot. Kris’s gaze lifted, going to the wall length shelf on the side of his office. The growing stacks of wrapped presents and holiday greeting cards brought tears to his eyes. How he wished he could hold you in his arms one last time; how he could replace it with the memory of your eyes looking straight at him so painfully it nearly sent a dagger through his heart. But that was all it could ever be - just wishful thinking. He couldn’t change the past. He could spend his whole life regretting his actions, and it wouldn’t change a single thing. 

Now it’s too late for you and your white horse to catch me now

Kris closed his eyes to stop the burn of the tears that were now spilling over. His thoughts echoed in his mind. 

Aiden, I’ll be there. It would mean everything to see and hold you even just for a little while. If I can’t be your father, I’ll be your friend and protector. 

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Song: White Horse by Taylor Swift

[A/N:] Hey guys!! It’s finally here!! So sorry it took forever to finish but we always try to keep our promises!! Hope you enjoyed this long overdue piece! A big thanks to Anna, who wrote ~95% of this. I just added the ending and the song haha. Another big thanks to YOU guys who are still here after our long period of inactivity and to those who just followed! I know that everything was so hard when Kris left Exo and took a toll on most of us. But what’s amazing was that I learned that life moves on and sometimes change is good. I grew to be stronger, and I learned that my life doesn’t and shouldn’t revolve around an idol who doesn’t even know that I exist. Rather, I learned to just love him as a fan and nothing more. He’s doing great projects lately, too! :D I hope that this experience also taught you guys something valuable and that you are having an awesome summer!! ^___^

As always, feedback is always welcome (good and bad haha). But no hating please lol. ;D

From Annabelle;

I’m just so glad it is finally released haha. I remember writing the first story 2years ago and questioned if I should write angst pieces ever again. It still surprises me that LTWYL pt.1 had such a good response.

I’m really happy with how the sequel turned out and I hope you guys, as the readers, enjoy it.

Much love,

Chelsea and Anna

Not Just a Girl

Fic Request: Can you do one where Lydias kind of like the smart girl in school no one really notices until Stiles the popular kid at school starts dating her and all these girls get jealous and start bashing at lydia?

Rating: T

Genre: Angst, Fluff, Romance, Nerd!Lydia

Author: allineedcd

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Yeah I know this is a sketchblog but.. just had to share the news with you guys that T-BONE GODDAMN GRADY IS BACK in Watch_Dogs 2!! This was one of the secrets they shared with us in the Inner Circle back in August and I’ve been DYING keeping this from you guys :D  I HAVE SO MUCH FAN ART TO DO

LMAO so @cadesama​ and I were talking about how it must be an open secret in the Empire’s inner circle that Vader is a dangerous and unstable lunatic who can be driven into homicidal rage over things that no one understands or can predict and like– there has to be some kind of Vader Training, right?

 Like maybe it started underground but soon became officially sanctioned, and everyone who reaches the rank of Captain of the Executor has to take it, and everyone who hits Admiral in the Navy has the option of sitting in on it, but it has to exist. It starts out as a compiled list of known topics and phrases that make Vader go batshit and must never, ever be uttered in his presence, but it expands to what Cade described as “ with a very flawed sensitivity portion about his religion” (which made me choke btw) and from there it involves into like a weeklong mandatory training session with like, coffee and donuts and powerpoints and masterclasses and break-out sessions and roleplay scenarios and shit 

Piett definitely has an “I Survived Vadercamp” shirt and wears it very smugly under his uniform 

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Busan, fourteen years ago..

         "Oppa, you’re so cool. I love you!“

         "Hey, you’re still a baby. You don’t even know the meaning of love.”

         "Later, if I become adult, I want to marry you!“

         "Tsk, I don’t want to marry you.”

         "Why? What should I do so I can marry you?“

         "Grow taller and be a beautiful lady, I might change my mind if you become prettier.”

         "Okay! I will be pretty and marry you, I promise!“

         I promise!
         I promise! 
         I promise!

 

        "Simon Dominic has a unique and captivating voice, I really like his rapping style.” You said through microphone, you were on radio interview with your girl group members and the interviewer asked you which one of your favorite rapper among a lot of charming and talented rapper in Korea music industry since your position as rapper in your girl group.

         If AOA Jimin is die hard fan of Jay Park, then you are die hard fan or obviously obsessed over AOMG Co-CEO, Simon Dominic. That was a public secret among your inner circle on how you collect everything about Simon since you were young.

         “I heard that you already met him, can you tell us when it was and how about your feeling when you met you favorite rapper?” The interviewer added, gaining playful gaze among you members.

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The Gamble to Save One Direction: Why They Need This Break
When Zayn Malik abruptly left One Direction, the biggest boy band in the world faced a crisis of ...

When Zayn Malik abruptly left One Direction, the biggest boy band in the world faced a crisis of epic proportions.

Zayn had been unhappy for a while, the extent of his woes an open secret among the group’s inner circle. He felt trapped on the hamster wheel that was the group’s grueling schedule of performances andPROMOTIONAL appearances. In the end, it had become unbearable for him so, while his departure was heartbreaking, ultimately it was the best decision for everyone.

But still, his exit rocked the band to the core and set off panic alarms for the tightknit team that surrounds Niall HoranLiam PayneHarry Styles and Louis Tomlinson. What if his fleeing was contagious? If Zayn could leave, who might be next? One Direction as a foursome was acceptable, but as a trio…

Unthinkable!

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“The team knew they had to come up with a solution, an insider tells E! News. "Five yearsDEALING with the kind of schedule they were on, there was a danger it was becoming too much.”

In the weeks that followed Zayn’s dramatic exit, a series of closed-door conversations took place about the future of the band. There was really only one solution. And so, after much deliberation, it was decided once their current tour was over, they would not book any future engagements. They needed a break. 

It was the only way to save One Direction.

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“Literally as soon as one commitment finishes, there seems to be another. It’s as if they always have to be somewhere,” says another 1D insider. “And while the boys love it, it’s a lot.” This decision is a shot in the arm for the band. “It’s the healthiest way for the band toCONTINUE. They needed to slow things down and have some freedom.”

Over the past 36 hours, we have seen a lot of cynical things written about 1D. Some claim this “hiatus” is a ruse and the guys have every intention of quitting. There is even speculation they might be lying to us. Others claim the break is for sinister reasons and that, deep down, they despise one another.

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Well, sorry, haters!ACCORDING to the people I’ve spoken to, nothing could be further from the truth.

“They really do get on well,” insists one source. “They genuinely care about one another. This has been a crazy ride for all of them and they went through it as a family. They are not done working together yet.”

But it wouldn’t be natural if they didn’t have some different interests, right? The sourceCONTINUES, “They met when they were basically kids and have obviously come a long way since then, professionally and personally, so it’s inevitable that their tastes vary. One Direction is a huge part of their life, but they have their own needs as well, they want to explore a bit.”

For the boys, having some time off, means more than just sleeping in without an early morning wakeup call to disturb them—it will also give them space to grow, their first taste of proper freedom as adults with no band commitments.

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“The break will mean they can pursue their own endeavors,” the source says. “This is an exciting time for them creatively and as a group. They love working together and envision a future together but with the freedom to do other things as well.”

We still have at least six months of One Direction goodness to enjoy before Armageddon hits the pop world. They have around 30 tour dates left. And then winter will offer up a smorgasbord of promotional appearances as they release their much anticipated fifth album.

A holiday feast, indeed!

Then it will be spring and time for them to go their separate ways, albeit temporarily according to Niall, Louis and Liam (and presumably Harry, too, he just hasn’t tweeted yet).

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“They are hoping to start talking plans for One Direction 2.0, so to speak, at the end of next year, maybe early 2017,” our insider divulged. “They can then decide on the next step.

"Right now, they have every intention of coming back together. But look, of course there is always a chance that by giving the boys some space, they might enjoy it too much and won’t want to get back together. It’s a gamble, but right now that scenario is far from their minds.

"They need to grow creatively as artists to continue to be happy together. This is a natural progression for them.”

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Next year is going to feel very different for all of the boys. Louis, of course, is going to become a dad. And according to insiders, aside from diaper duty, he’s expected to explore the business side of the industry, maybe even sign up to be on the The X Factor in the U.K. (Aw, where it all began…)

Liam will possibly be songwriting and producing, and Niall has been hanging out with Justin Bieber (possible collaboration alert!).

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For Harry, life is looking just as rosy. He’ll spend some of next year at his Beverly Hills home, located opposite Lisa Vanderpump—so expect to see photos of them swapping cups ofSUGAR and taking in each other’s newspaper when one is on holiday. One report claims he is going to pursue an acting career and, though we haven’t been able to confirm that yet, we are obviously keeping our ears to the ground for more on that one.

What’s certain, meanwhile, is that Hollywood has already fallen for Harry’s charms, and he’s going to spend 2016 in high demand.

READ: 27 things One Direction fans can do to make it through the break

So don’t be sad and, instead, rejoice!

The members of One Direction have made tens of millions of dollars each and they haven’t really had a chance to spend it. The average lifespan, as far as cultural relevance goes, of a boy bander isSHORT. The fact that Harry, Louis, Niall and Liam have survived this long with a schedule rivaled only by a presidential campaign is nothing short of a miracle.

Over the past five years they have performed over 300 times and recorded almost 80 songs. It’sDIZZYING just thinking about how exhausting that must have been.And they managed to do it all in the age of social media, which has blessed them with an army of fans but probably an equalNUMBER of critics.

Naysayers aside, that’s a lot of adoration. But it also equates to a ton of pressure and these lads are good people. The last thing they want is to not be able to give their fans their everything.

I think we allAGREE, they deserve some time off—and just imagine how brilliant the One Direction comeback tour will be.

We can’t wait.