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I Think I’m In Love (Peter Parker x reader)

Originally posted by yourneighborhoodmess

Pairing: Peter Parker x reader

Summary: Prompts 1 and 14; Based off the song “I Think I’m in Love” by Kat Dahilia

Y/N doesn’t know how to deal with the sudden and strong feelings that have been wracking her brain for weeks, and neither does Peter. But, he decides to take action.

-1. “Are you kidding me? How is dangling from a twenty story building, safe?”

-14. “I swear to god if you ever do that again…”

Requested: yes (anon)

Warning: language; VERY FLUFF

Here’s another request:) and I added this song bc it fit it so well! You can listen to it HERE:)! I hope u guys like this one!!

MASTERLIST <———————

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Time’s a ticking, hearts are running. Think that Cupid’s up to something. You ask me how I feel, I say nothing.

“Y/N/N? Are you okay?”

The sweet, scratchy voice that belonged to your best friend, Peter Parker, awoke you from your dreamy, afternoon daze.

“W-What? Oh, yeah yeah, I’m good,” you wave your right hand in his direction, as if saying that everything was fine and not to worry about.

The only consolation was, everything wasn’t fine.

Your wondrous mind had been slipping into an endless whirl-wind of confusion, guilt, and numerous other categories for the past couple of weeks. It seemed as if you didn’t know how to behave around anyone anymore, especially Peter for that matter. Every time someone would ask you a question, snapping you out of yet another daze, your state would jump into a lost one, confusion taking over as to what they were asking you. But, your mind was preoccupied with something, or someone else.

Peter Parker was the problem, and you hated it. Everything about him flooded your thoughts, day and night, all day, every day. You didn’t know how to control it, it just jumped upon you one day as he was speaking feverishly to you about one of his “Stark Internship Retreats". His eyes filled with excitement and wonder as he told you about his thrilling second life.

It seemed as at that moment, something inside you clicked, something that has never happened in the past seven years of your life with Peter. It scared you at first, your body and mind not knowing how to act in such a sudden and exhilarating situation.

Immediately, as you took notice of every little quirk and feature of Peter, your brain couldn’t help but make you blush and smile as the things popped into your head, over and over again.

And at that moment, you knew how your feelings were quickly laying themselves out. And you had no idea you wouldn’t be able to stop it.

But lately color seems so bright and the stars light up the night. My feet they feel so light, I’m ignoring all the signs.

’‘The sky is such a vibrant blue today, don’t you think?” you dazedly lean over to your friend Michelle, lying your head on her shoulder.

Michelle’s brown orbs tear away from her book,rolling her eyes at the interruption. Her eyes then narrow confusedly towards you, “Uhh, sure?” she questions, oddly looking down at your slumped figure.

Your lips turned up into a huge grin across your face while your Y/E/C eyes looked up towards the vibrant sky in a low haze. Your arms lay limp by your sides and your veins pursed with loving dreariness as the day went on. You couldn’t describe it. It was as if your thoughts clouded with no external thoughts of anything or anyone else. All that replayed in your head was…Peter.

Peter, Peter, Peter…

“What?” Michelle questioned you, her hand grasping her book as it fell by her sides, her attention fully faced to you.

Your eyes widened in confusion, eyebrows furrowing, “What?” you asked back defensively, wondering if you had made a strange noise or something that awoke her intent attention on the book.

Oh fuck, did I just say his name out loud?

Her finger pointed at you as your head shot up off her shoulder, “You just said Peter’s name like three times, out loud,” she pronounced loudly to you, your sudden thoughts just easily being exposed.

Fuck.

You shook your head vigorously back and forth, attempting to make your doubt evident to your friend, “No, no I didn’t. I said-”

“Noooo, you didn’t. You said Peter,” she came back instantly, not allowing you to let the topic go, “What is up with you?”  she tagged on, her head titled in your direction, bewilderment displayed across her features.

Your teeth grabbed your bottom lip in guilt and uneasiness, not knowing whether you should allow your new beheld secret to slip through your chapped lips. It was Michelle, you’ve been friends for awhile and you trust her with everything. She and Peter are the two you tell absolutely everything to, and of course you couldn’t tell Peter this.

Guilt subdued and you sighed before, grabbing her by the shoulders and dragging her to a nearby vacant spot in the park, “Okay I need to tell you something, but you have to swear you’ll keep your mouth shut.”

Her hands flew up in defense at your statement, “I promise, my mouth is completely shut,” she pretended to zip her lips before easing you to go on.

You inhaled deeply before shutting your eyes tightly, releasing them slowly as all of your thoughts for the past few weeks came flooding back, “Okay… I just sorta realized I’ve been in love with Peter for a really long fucking time and I don’t know how to deal that’s why I’ve been acting so weird and hazy lately okay it’s because Peter makes me go fucking insane but in a good way and it’s just freaking me out so that’s why okay I’m done-” you completely rushed out in a span of ten seconds, no pauses or breath being taken in your spill.

Michelle watched you oddly as you sucked in a new breath of air, regaining your previous state before rolling her eyes and throwing her hand up, “Uhm, obviously? I thought it was pretty mutual between you two?”

I keep on frontin’, yeah, I stay bluffin’. I keep you wonderin’, keep you huntin’ for my lovin’. But I crave us huggin’, yeah, I stay stubborn. ‘Cause I can’t admit that you got all the strings and know just how to tug 'em.

 “Are you kidding me? How is dangling from a twenty story building, safe?” you screamed out, face red with anger and concern towards your best friend.

“Y/N I’m fine!” Peter hollered back at you, eyes lit up with excitement once again as he came to your window still dressed in his attire, “I only came here to tell you how bad ass I was!”

You felt your protective instincts kick in as Peter blabbered on about how some bad guy tried to kill him once again. You couldn’t help it. Every time Peter approached you with yet another Spider-Man story, you couldn’t help but feel regret for that second persona he takes on almost every night. The risk of him getting severely hurt, or even killed put you in such a protective and weary state you didn’t know how to act or respond to his exciting stories.

These feelings have been immensely growing at a rapid rate ever since two days ago when Michelle spoke to you about her mutual sights and views between the two of you.

“Well, whenever I’m with both of you, one of the two of you always seems to be staring at the other. I mean, most of the time it’s you drooling over him in a lovey looking daze,” she laughs at your actions.

“Ha, very funny. Now, what else?” you pressured her, folding your arms over your chest and biting your lip.

She sighs, hand on her hip, “At lunch, when you'e always going on and on about how hard your math test was, he smiles a little, almost as if he liked seeing you talking non-stop.”

Your heart did a gigantic leap at the seemingly little yet grand gesture he felt towards you. God, that just proves how much of an impact this boy had on you. That small set of information from Michelle made you swoon for days.

I think I’m in love again (in my head, yeah, you’re in my head). I think I’m in love again (in my head, yeah, you’re in my head). I didn’t think it could be true. Let alone that it would be you. I think I’m in love again (I’m in love, I’m in love, I’m in love).

You’re so pathetic, Y/N. Pining after someone who only sees you as a friend.

You slide out of yesterday’s conversation and back into reality, only to have Peter still jabbering on still about his greatest moment.

Tired of hearing him brag about how he almost got killed tonight, you put your hand up in front of him, cutting off his talking, “I swear to god if you ever do that again…” you glare at him annoyingly, shaking your head in disappointment.

He smiles brightly, rolling his eyes playfully, “I promise I won’t. Who else besides you is gonna keep me on the ground if I’m not here?” his play on words and sarcasm knowing exactly how to tug at your heart.

Smiling widely at his flirtatious comment and gesture, he leans over and wraps his arm tightly around your frame, his head digging into the crook of your neck, “You’re such a good friend, you know that?” he mutters softly into your neck.

Your heart aches a little as the word 'friend’ slips from between his lips, Masking your defeat, your hug him tighter, “I know.”

 My heart’s pacin’, I’m confused, I’m dazin’. I saw something I never seen in you, It’s got me shakin’. I must be hallucinatin’, I hear it happens, I’m just sayin’. Babe, I’m just sayin’. Someone give me some paper, someone give me some crayons. I’m feeling like a child, I need something to play on.

One thing you didn’t know was that, Peter’s head had been occupied twenty-four-seven as well.

But, with thoughts of you.

He couldn’t describe it. I was as if everything in the world suddenly had a purpose, and that purpose was you. He knew it sounded crazy, of course it did. You were his best friend, the oe he confided everything to, and all of the sudden you went from closest confidant to someone Peter couldn’t slip out of his mind for just a second.

When you spoke to him, it was something that connected on a whole new level. Your beautiful Y/E/C eyes sprang into his with such admiration that he felt his veins pulse with nerves. Your pretty lips that moved feverishly as you yelled at him for getting himself into more danger, became something he could stare at all day.  And when you touched, oh. That set his whole body on fire. Your sweet, caring touch would send him into a daze of bliss as your bodies held each other in a hug.

He knew what was happening to him, and he knew he needed to act on it, fast. Unlike you, Peter was sure there was something magnificently mutual between you two, and he needed to show you.

 I’m trying hard to trust you when you say, “Give me your hand.” Baby, I’m fallin’, I hope you catch me when I land.

New Message

Pete:): Come over as soon as you can. I need to tell you something.

You stared down at your phone wearily. It must be important, Peter never texted you without ending it in a smiley face or something. Nerves instantly wrack your body as you decide to make your way over there now, curious as to what could be so important.

Oh fuck, did he find out? No, there’s no way. Michelle would never and you hadn’t made it obvious, had you? Oh god, had you?

Shaking off the nervous energy, you grab your jacket and earbuds before heading out the door. Once outside, you slip in your earbuds, clicking shuffle on your most recent playlist. 'I Think I’m In Love’ by Kat Dahalia came on as you began the few block walk to Peter’s apartment.

 "In my dreams you’re the dutch and I’m the duchess and your blunts are always loose, so I’m in charge of rollin’ dutches. And we getting so high, we always get the munchies. And we go for early brunches that turn into late lunches.  And we ain’t gotta label, we’re just rollin’ with the punches, I make fun of your belly and tell you to do some crunches. And you say, “Yeah, well, your ass jiggles, go and do some lunges.” I say, “Fuck you,” while I’m thinking of you as my husband. I think I’m in love…“

Damn, my girl Kat knows what’s up.

After ten minutes, your face comes in contact with Peter’s front door. As your hand began to knock, your phone buzzed in your pocket, signaling a new text.

Pete:): The door is open when you get here. Just come in.

Your hand redirects to the doorknob, twisting it open you walk inside his vacant apartment. Quietness hits you as you make your way to Peter’s bedroom door. As your feet make way to him, your nerves begin to buildup once again, your mind wracking numerous terrible and nerve wracking situations that could possible happen within the next two minutes. Your knuckles daringly hit the door twice, stomach churning as you impatiently wait for Peter to open the door.

And once he does, you are taken in by his state. His beautiful brown eyes looked to be a nervous wreck. Hell, he looked to be a nervous wreck.

Well, guess that makes two of us.

His hair was sprawled in all different directions, looking as if he had been running his hands through it for a while. Confusion swam over you and you looked oddly at him, stepping into his dark room.

“Pete? Are you okay?” you question him as he walks behind you to shut the door. He sighs heavily, his thin lips forming a small line across his face in intense concern.

He walks back towards you, standing awkwardly in front of you, his eyes scanning everywhere in the room except to pass yours, “Uh, what? Yeah, I just wanted to…” he trails off, voice slowly becoming distant as you look down at his nervous figure to his hands rubbing themselves together roughly.

What is he doing? Why is he so nervous? You’re the one that’s nervous! Hell you’re the one who’s been nervous around him 24/7.

You dared to speak, interrupting his sighing session, “Tell me something? You sounded kind of urgent in your text.”

His head popped up in your comment, eyes meeting yours in a weary yet odd look. You felt as if he was freaking out about something serious, and you had no idea what. Stepping closer to him, you lied a hand on his shoulder, expressing excessive comfort to him.

“You can tell me anything, you know that,” you urged him, head leaning closer to his. His eyes continued to stare into yours, little fleck of light brown swam around your gaze, heart now caught in your throat.

You showed him that you’re here, can he take a hint?

He stuttered out his next response, leaning closer to you almost in a whisper he muttered, “I know that. Its just, I don’t think I can tell you this. I need to show you,” his voice got quieter with every word. His intense gaze and proximity caused your body to flood with those feelings. Those feelings you couldn’t seem to get rid of. Those feelings that were so evident right now you were shocked he couldn’t tell .

Attempting to receive a response from him, you slowly asked, eyebrows furrowing at what his last statement meant, “Peter, what do you mean? You can just tell me, I’m not going to judge-”

Your reply was cut short, not by a comment, nor a statement, but by your lips being enveloped in someone else’s. You had to keep your body from leaping back at the sudden change in atmosphere. You were standing here, eyes shut tightly to absorb the unbelievable, enticing feeling of Peter’s lips on yours. You didn’t care as to why it happened, you just wanted it to never end. Your body lit on fire from the feeling as his hand reached up and cupped the side of your cheek as your hands unknowingly grabbed his cheeks in an attempt to pull him closer.

You felt the smile you loved so much play across his lips at your actions, your closed mouth turning up into one of your own. The room became weightless, the air turned warm and you felt as if you were flying. Nothing, could beat this feeling you had right now. It felt as if everything you had sensed in the past weeks was all coming together now. And you knew, finally, that he felt the same.

You finally realized what that feeling was, and it was incredible.

I think I’m in love again (in my head, yeah, you’re in my head). Baby, I think I’m in love again. I think I’m in love again (in my head, yeah, you’re in my head). I didn’t think it could be true, let alone that it would be you. I think I’m in love again (I’m in love, I’m in love, I’m in love). I think I’m in love again.

Building a Scene: It’s over isn’t it?

For Pearl’s song “It’s Over isn’t it?” the scene is about Pearl accepting a loss. As the series has progressed, she’s learned that she isn’t always right, and that there are things about herself that she’s has to reevaluate. This all comes to a sort of climax in this scene where she accepts and admits out loud that her relationship with Rose was never as deep and complete as she wanted it to be or told herself it was. This is where she’s left at the end of the scene, feeling lost and out of place.

In the outline written by Ben Levine and Matt Burnett, this is how the scene looked:

You’ll notice a lot of things ended up changing compared to the final version. Most of that was due to time constraints. When we started storyboarding the episode, all of the rough demos of the songs were recorded so that we had an idea of the amount of time we had between each song (which ended up not being very much). The result was that we had to basically be transitioning constantly between songs, but doing it in a way that felt natural and as gentle as possible.

In addition, Rebecca remembered a part from the 1982 movie “Victor Victoria” starring Julie Andrews that she wanted to use as reference for the feeling of the scene:

Right away we latched onto this spinning 360 degree camera move. I loved the energy and focus it gave to the character and I immediately roughed out a version with Pearl.

If you’re ever stuck during a scene this is what you do: Don’t start from the beginning, find the moment you see clearest in your mind and build out from there. From these rough thumbnails I built the rest of the scene outward. I brought back motifs like her sword skills and her dance style to help evoke the past events of the series, and I tried to give as much time as I could to each shot and make her acting as expressive a possible.

Below are my rough boards set to Rebecca’s demo. At the end, i added a pause for when she throws the Rose into the air. It felt like a good spot for things to crescendo ring out. Deedee Magno Hall’s rendering of this blew us all away when we heard it.

From there clean up was pretty much straight forward. The scene didn’t change much except for tweaking her acting here and there. I’m super proud of how this scene turned out, hats off to Nick DeMayo our animation director and to the team at Sunimin in Korea where they draw the entire episode on paper:

takestheweatherpersonally  asked:

Hello! I have a character who's five years old and I was wondering what difference that makes medically, if that makes sense? Both like how medical workers will act with her and explain things given she's very young and how that would factor into her medical care, like basic checkups or diagnosing illnesses and stuff like that. Sorry if this is too broad or vague, and thank you for all you do!

Hey there! Congrats on being Janey on the spot with the inbox and  being the first ask of June! 

So, one quick note. I come from EMS, and particularly now from a critical care service that handles a lot of kids. But I’m assuming for the purpose of this ask that this child is not and has never been critically ill. Okay? Okay! 

Pediatrics is its own specialty for a reason, and I have bundles to learn about it. There are all sorts of things that are different in pediatric medicine (and all sorts that of things that are shockingly similar!). 

First, let’s talk about “furniture.” As you’ll remember from having once been a child, peds doctors offices and clinics, and even ERs, are often bright, colorful and cheery places. Kids get offered toys and lollipops, they get to see special movies. Doc McStuffins is a very common sight in peds hospitals and waiting rooms. 

I’ve heard of peds hospitals that have different mural styles for different wards: one hallway that’s done all up in a baseball theme, another in a princesses and dragons theme, another in trains. 

Oh! When little kids get a nebulizer treatment, oftentimes now the mask they get the treatment through looks like a dragon and it’s awesome and I wish they came in adult sizes. 

Providers are also, by necessity, gentler with kids. You can’t argue with a kid and tell them to hold still; they’re going to squirm whether the shot is good for them or not. (Don’t get me started on vaccinations, please.) 

In terms of the medicine, as someone who works on a pediatric critical care unit, there are two ways you can look at kids. 

A) They’re just little adults. 

B) They are definitely not little adults. 

Both are true. They’re little adults in that they have the exact same functions as adults. They’re not little adults in that there are big social development changes that go on at various ages and there are some physiological changes (mostly that come up in very technical fields) that are different. 

For adults, a lot of the med doses are standardized; for kids, they’re almost all weight-based. A 5 year old should weigh roughly 20kg/45lbs (and there’s a really neat method called Handtevy that will give you the estimated weight of any kid up to 10 yrs old based just on their age; it’s stupendously cool and exactly the kind of thing pediatric critical care medics nerd out about!). 

IVs are almost always smaller in kids, but that’s because they’re little. I’ve also seen ERs use whole teams to get a single IV in a child, including someone singing happy songs while other people stab the child with needles. (It seemed seriously Clockwork Orange to me, but I have a feeling it’s data-driven with good outcomes, so who knows?) 

I get the feeling you’re asking about pediatrics in general and not pediatric critical care, so I’m going to try and focus on the general practice stuff, which is that kids who don’t get seriously ill tend to do pretty well. 


Some things they might have done at the doctor’s office if they’re not there for a specific illness: 

  • Vitals: blood pressure, pulse, oxygen saturation, temperature
  • Height/weight checks. 
  • Scoliosis checks. 
  • Vision and hearing checks. 
  • Immunization checks. (I’d say just check the immunization schedule recommended by your region; the CDC’s is here and is as good as any.) 
  • Allergy scratch-testing 


Common reasons a 5 y.o. will go to the doctor: 

  • Earaches and ear infections
  • Fever (usually the flu or an ear infection) 
  • Vomiting 
  • Asthma. This is incredibly common in some areas, and I’ve worked in a few. 
  • the snot. so much the snot. 
  • Something lost in the nose 
  • Something swallowed 
  • Mechanical injury (broken wrist, bumped head, etc.)  It’s common for good parents to be suspected of child abuse for having clumsy kids. 

Kids tend to bounce – both literally and figuratively. They’re little, but pretty tough and hard to injure, and when they do get hurt they heal pretty quickly. They’re still growing, so they do well. 

That’s all I can think of about pediatrics when it’s 2 in the morning and I worked a 14+ hour day! 

Congrats on getting there first and I hope this was what you needed. 

xoxo, Aunt Scripty 

(Samantha Keel) 

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The Matchmakers - Part 7

Art made by the amazing @bambz-art

@setthestarsxnfire​ and I wrote this one together! Hope you enjoy! This one is long so more under the cut~

MC: It’s a beautiful day!

Jaehee Kang: We should do something together

V: Agreed, it’s been awhile since we went out as a group.

ZEN: Like what?

707: Let’s go to the fair~!! ✧◕ヮ◕✧

ZEN: We’ve already been to the fair

Yoosung★: Oh? Since when :3

Saeran: ‘We’?

ZEN: Since
ZEN: Ehm
ZEN: No no, I misspoke
ZEN: I’ve never been there

Jumin Han: …

MC: Great!
MC: Then it’s settled, let’s all go!

Jaehee Kang: I don’t know if it’s something for me.

MC: Jaehee, it’s not the same without you (;﹏;)

707: MC’s secret weapon has been activated!

Jaehee Kang: Ah! I will go, MC!
Jaehee Kang: Don’t cry!

MC: Yaaayyy!!

Jumin Han: I really should finish writing these reports.

V: Come on Jumin, it’s Sunday.
V: Zen, you will be there, I hope?

ZEN: Hah… I suppose I can’t refuse if everyone wants to see me

Jumin Han: Alright, I’ll join.

MC: ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Yoosung★: Saeran, you’re not going to protest as well, right?

Saeran: Saeyoung is already dragging me out the door ⌐.⌐

707: Whoo~!

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Opposites Attract

Originally posted by worldmagiiic

“How is the most beautiful girl in all the world?” Kiseok smirked knowing you would overreact for the simplest things.

You blushed hearing the compliment. It wasn’t the first time he had told you this but it never failed to get a reaction out of you. “Who are you talking to” you covered your cheeks with your hands trying to avoid him.

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Stare || Jason Blossom

A/N: So this was requested by @phanwth, I hope you enjoy what I wrote and I’m sorry if it isn’t what you wanted, and that it took so long! Feel free to request more you guys! :)

Warnings: Swearing

Words with quotes and italics like ‘this’ are either thoughts, or text messages.

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Joining the River Vixens wasn’t something you had ever considered doing. It wasn’t like you wouldn’t want to try it out, maybe you would enjoy it, most of your fear had come from the thought of the people that would be watching you do it.

So naturally you were opposed to Cheryl suggesting you try out. Many people thought that someone like Cheryl being friends with someone like you was bizarre, but you knew better.

You had taken the time to get through to Cheryl privately, and saw how she really was. Although she acted the way she did at school, she had a soft spot for you and you had one for her too, so you put up with any looks, you hardly noticed them now.

The moment you saw Cheryl walking up to you with that sly smile you just knew she was going to suggest some crazy idea she had to you, and you were right. She walked up to you quickly, luckily without her two minions, and smiled even wider if that were possible, “I had a great idea and I won’t even give you the chance to say no” were the words that came out of her mouth.

You quickly shook your head, “what is it now?” you asked in a rushed manner, reaching into your locker as if you actually had something to be doing. Cheryl, being your only friend besides Jughead, saw past you rather quickly.

She closed your locker and grabbed you gently by the shoulders before you could walk away, “I know you too well (Y/N). Now listen up, you are going to join the River Vixens, no excuses.” she said boldly, staring you directly in the eyes.

She was met with an exhausted sigh, “Cheryl you know how much I hate dealing with people in general. Do you know how many people are going to watch and criticize me if I do this?” you said quickly, immediately rejecting the idea.

Cheryl looked at you with pleading eyes, “(Y/N). Please do this, for me? I know how you are, trust me, but please do this one thing? I know you would be great at this, believe me.” she begged, but she still indicated that you wouldn’t have to do it.

She nearly screamed with joy when she saw you nod your head, muttering a quiet “fine, I’ll do it.” under your breath. Cheryl grabbed your arm and quickly dragged you down the hall, talking about your routine and schedule.

After many practices and a very embarrassing ( for you anyways ) tryout, you were finally a part of the River Vixens. Cheryl was ecstatic about you joining, and proceeded to rant to you about the next football game you guys were going to cheer at.

You quickly realized it was very close, and panic overwhelmed you, but you chose to just ignore it for now, ‘i’ll worry about it later’ you thought to yourself. Cheryl continued speaking to you excitedly, “I’m so proud of you! Now we can cheer on JJ and the rest of the team together” she said smiling proudly, her gaze turning to you.

It took you a moment to process something, it was like you completely forgot, Jason Blossom was on the football team. For unknown reasons Jason intimidated you, without a doubt he was similar to Cheryl, maybe he just seemed bad, after all they were twins, but he still was intimidating.

Despite all of this you nodded, smiling back at cheryl cheerfully, walking down the sidewalk as you got closer to your house where you would both split up from each other.

Cheryl sighed contently, “I’ll see you at the game, (Y/N). Don’t stress, you’ll do awesome.”  she said quickly, giving you a quick smile before walking away. You stared at her retreating form in thought, snapping out of it as you ran up to your front door, retreating to your room to stress about the upcoming football game.

It felt like no time had passed at all but here you were, already getting ready for the game. Panicked thoughts swirled through your mind, and the thought of so many people- especially those you didn’t particularly like, watching you, was unnerving to say the least.

You had already messed up in your panic getting dressed, accidentally shoving your arm in the hole meant for your head. The moment you noticed this, a loud and annoyed “fuck!” escaped your lips, as Cheryl and the other River Vixens looked at you curiously.

Cheryl quickly picked up on what was going on, walking over to you and helping you get your arm into the right place, “Calm down, trust me these things are not as bad as you may think they are” she said comfortingly, putting a gentle hand on your shoulder.

You nodded mostly to yourself, looking to make sure everything was in order, just in time as you noticed it was time for you guys to cheer. Attempting and failing to ignore your nerves, you ran out with the other girls, getting in your place as you began to cheer.

The football team had begun running out too, and then you noticed the familiar red hair, and stared for a moment.  Bashfully you looked away before anyone could notice you staring, everyone except for Cheryl Blossom.

Little did you know, just as you had looked away from the teen, he caught sight of you. He felt paralyzed, staring at you as you stood there, cheering with the other Vixens.

Many thoughts ran through his mind, ‘when did she join the Vixens?’ being the first one he thought of. He knew that you had to have just joined, and he swore that he had seen you with his sister, then it all clicked.

You were (Y/N) (Y/L/N). You were in a few of his classes and Cheryl had talked about you a lot, ‘how did I not realize?’ he thought to himself lamely, his stare still on you although luckily you hadn’t noticed.

Just as he began thinking about why Cheryl hadn’t bothered introducing you, he figured the whole situation out. Cheryl wouldn’t introduce you because of his reputation, why would the introverted (Y/N), who always made it clear about how much she hated meeting new people ( according to Cheryl ), want to meet a new person? Especially if that new person was the most well known person in the entire school?

His thoughts were quickly interrupted as he heard the whistle blow and quickly got into position to play, although you were all that remained on his mind. When the game started Cheryl noticed an off look in her twins eye, and wondered what it could have been as they began to cheer.

Jason noticed he was distracted, his coach did, Cheryl did, and a few teammates did, but no one said anything yet, ‘why do I keep thinking about her? I don’t know her’ he thought to himself as he shoved someone down roughly.

He looked over to you briefly and noticed you staring back, although you looked away quickly he continued staring, getting lost for a moment. That was when Cheryl noticed, she saw immediately that Jason had stared at you just like you had done to him a few moments ago, but decided to confront the both of you about it after.

Jason heard his name and even though his feet moved, his mind stayed on you, and even though he jumped to catch the ball, his mind was zoned out. So it came as a surprise to him when he felt the wind get knocked out of his lungs and found himself on the grass, a pounding headache beginning to form.

He heard multiple calls of his name as he was pulled up onto his feet, disoriented he blew off the coach and insisted he could play, and he continued. Despite him continuing, even though he didn’t have a major fall again, a few people noticed he was a bit off.

He wouldn’t immediately respond to his name being called, and sometimes he wouldn’t knock someone down properly. everyone on his team was growing concerned and slightly annoyed at Jason’s suddenly distracted behaviour, and made it known when the game ended and they lost.

Chuck was irritated because of Jason’s performance on the field, and infuriated when he noticed that Jason wasn’t paying attention to him walking over at all. Jason did notice however, when Chuck decided to give him a rough shove, “what the hell Jason. What was wrong with you today?” he asked  angrily, staring Jason in the eyes.

Jason shook his head, “I don’t know, wasn’t feeling good is all. Back off Chuck, I think you’re forgetting who the hell I am” he responded, quickly switching back into his usual state, the tough rich boy.

Chuck glared at him, “You’re lucky this was just one game. Don’t fuck this up for the rest of us.” he muttered, storming off, seething with rage. Reggie walked up to Jason and pat him on the shoulder, however Jason shoved his hand off and walked outside to get some air.

The moment Jason stepped out Cheryl got in his face, “Hey JJ, I saw you today. You were looking at (Y/N), and normally I wouldn’t let you because of how you act around girls in particular, but you’ve never looked at anyone like that.” were the rushed words that came out of her mouth as she gave him a suspicious look.

Jason shook his head, processing what she had just said before he responded, “I don’t know what you-””Don’t give me that JJ. I want you to be happy and I know how you looked at her, so you’re meeting her in two days for a date, this Sunday around 5, be. ready.” she said, smiling as she gave him a loving peck on the cheek before walking off to find you.

She didn’t have to look very far, quickly seeing you standing outside out of your outfit looking lost. Cheryl ran over to you smiling from ear to ear, “You’re meeting Jason this weekend!” she shouted, giving you a knowing look as you chocked on your own spit for a moment.

After coughing, you gave her a look that screamed ‘what the fuck’ before responding, “Cheryl- why? I don’t want to meet-””you don’t want to meet anyone. I saw both of you looking at each other and I can’t let that go. You were gaping at Jason, he was gaping at you, and the look you guys had… that was a look that meant a lot.” she said knowingly, giving you a pleading look.

You rubbed a hand over your face in an annoyed manner, “Fine, but he better not pull anything Cheryl.” you muttered, throwing Cheryl a look that she was already used to.

The time leading up to the date was stressful for both you and Jason. Cheryl had been preparing you both and found it very difficult. Jason was doubting that you would enjoy yourself and constantly worrying about what he would act like, meanwhile you were worried about Jason trying to pull a- well a Jason

It was now an hour before the date and Cheryl had helped you get ready and emotionally prepare yourself, “I already talked to him, he isn’t a bad guy (Y/N). He’s just like me, I promise” she said convincingly, making you smile to yourself as you nodded.

You and Cheryl began talking about the date and before you knew it the doorbell rand. You got up and frowned, “I can’t-””Yes you can, come on” she insisted, dragging you to your front door.

When you opened it and saw Jason it seemed fake, he stood tall, red hair messier than usual, a casual outfit on him as he gave a quick smile, looking over to Cheryl.

Cheryl quickly stepped over, “Jason, (Y/N). (Y/N), Jason. I’m sure you two already met while gawking at each other during a football game though” she added slyly, making both you and Jason throw a glare her way.

Quickly grabbing Jason’s arm in a boost of confidence, you dragged him out, “Bye, Cheryl!” you shouted sarcastically as you walked towards the familiar neon sign at Pop’s diner.

Jason laughed to himself, and the sound was soothing, “Hey uh, I just want you to know that you’d better be like Cheryl said, and not the Jason I always see swooning girls at school” you said lamely. Jason just smiled, “Well I hope she didn’t paint me out to be some hero or some dick because i’m neither of those. I just want you to think of me as some guy, not ‘Jason Blossom, the captain of the football team’” he said quickly, looking over to you nervously.

You bit your lip in thought, “This is a step in the right direction. I can’t think of you as ‘some guy’ but I can think of you like I thought of Cheryl” you said finally, looking over to Jason.

Jason nodded quickly, “And how did you think of her?” he asked curiously, glancing at you from the corner of his eye as you neared Pop’s, “Someone who was ruined and forced to act a certain way because of family reputation” you put simply, glancing to see his reaction.

Jason looked at you solemnly, “How often does Cheryl talk about us?” he asked, opening the door for you to enter the diner before him. You stepped inside, walking to your favourite seat in the back, “Not too often, but i’ve seen the way your parents are, no offence” you muttered out quickly, sitting down.

Jason shook his head, “Let’s talk lighter, I don’t want you to think of me as some victim. I’ve done bad shit that I shouldn’t have, you know that” he said sincerely, looking around the diner to avoid your gaze.

You nodded, “Lets not talk about that, I want our first official ‘date’ to be happier, the sad shit can happen later” you replied in a light tone, smiling at Jason when he looked back to you. 

He nodded, “Right of course. By the way, I’ve been meaning to ask you, is it true that you befriended Cheryl after you threw a water balloon filled with paint at her face from the roof?” he laughed, giving you a questioning look.

You nodded bashfully, hiding your face behind your hands, “Yes I thought it would be funny, I’m surprised she didn’t kill me. I was surprised at my aim though, it was pretty good, if I do say so myself” you said jokingly, peeking our from behind your hands to see Jason laughing silently.

The rest of the night continued with lighthearted jokes and smiles. Jason walked you back to your house, and was greeted by a very excited Cheryl who quickly brought both of you in.

Jason walked into your kitchen, you and Cheryl following as you mouthed a ‘thank you’ to Cheryl, who smiled and mouthed an ‘I told you so’ back.

Little did you know, Jason talked about you nonstop to Cheryl all the time after that. The three of you spent the rest of that night together making jokes, watching movies, and trying to forget about any reputations you would deal with when you got back to school the next day.

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A Simple Suggestion - Ch.2

Originally posted by ladyofacat

the first chapter of this really gained some surprising traction?? like 1.5k notes??? so i decided i would continue this as another fanfic. i really love you all like dang

A Simple Suggestion
Summary: Breaks from patrol often allow time for Ladybug and Chat Noir to talk and be themselves. But when a silly joke starts to seem all that…well, not silly, the two find themselves considering something neither of them had ever before: moving in together. The tricky part is still keeping their identities a secret.
Rated: T
Pairing(s): Ladybug/Chat Noir

Chapter 2 - A Discussion
Word count: 3,939
Also read on: ao3

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Telling her parents that she was ready to move out was the easy part.

The look on Tom and Sabine’s faces had been proud yet somber when Marinette sat them down a week prior to confess that she’d been thinking about becoming more independent. Although she did relish in the love that her parents showered upon her day by day, and adored the cozy familiarity of her childhood home, Marinette knew life would be easier on her own.

(Well, as “on her own” as she could get living with her magical, spandex-clad superhero of a partner.)

Still, over the years dashing back and forth as Ladybug had become a bit of a problem. While her parents did go to bed rather early, they were delicate sleepers and woke to the slightest of noises. Prancing around the city all night and doing flips on her balcony (and accidentally smashing a potted plant or two in her landings) was a quick way to give them a startling awakening.

And, while they mostly allowed Marinette her privacy, they were a bit…invasive. So invasive at times that she had just destransformed by the skin of her teeth before they’d crashed through her trapdoor as if there was a fire burning in the kitchen, just to see how their precious daughter was doing.

It wasn’t that she was ungrateful. Marinette loved her parents dearly and couldn’t imagine life without them. She just…needed some personal space.

“So you’re really moving out?” Sabine asked as they shared dinner at their table, Marinette poking at her food with her fork. “Are you at least going to stay close?”

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Thoughts about this (final) episode of season 2:

- The Jearmin.  All of it.  Armin doing his little hop of his horse IMMEDIATELY as soon as he saw Jean was thrown off his.  Protecting him with his life even though getting off your horse in titan territory is basically suicide.  Aka, RIP my heart.  Armin and Jean working together after the fact to figure out what happened with the titan’s mysterious actions.

- Mikasa looked stunning in this episode.  Her scene was very heartfelt.  The scene where Eren activates the coordinate is emotional and pretty damn spot on to the manga.  Even the scene where Mikasa leans in is just as ambiguous as it is in the manga (if you personally see it as ambiguous, that is).  Yuki Kaji’s voice acting when he despaired over Hannes’ death and his inability to change anything was FANTASTIC.  Seriously, kudos to the guy.  I was taken aback.  I have no idea how the dub is even going to come close to this, no offense.  

-  Historia’s scene where she proclaims that being with Ymir makes her feel brave and her triumphant smile as she flies through the air like a warrior Queen made me feel so elated.  And then my heart was promptly crushed when Ymir said her goodbye….for the last time….

- Ymir’s scene of “it’s not so bad to be a goddess”, I wasn’t sure it would make it into the episode but I’m so glad it did.  Wow wow.  It’s so unfair though, considering everything that happens.  STOP BEING SO KIND YMIR WTF GET OUTTA THERE.  

- Armin and Eren’s shared glance just before the coordinate scene.  It’s small but It was important to me so I’m glad they left it in.  Also, I’m glad they had Armin being the one to bring Eren and Mikasa a horse.  He told them they had to hurry, very matter of fact, but the little tears he had in his eyes betrayed his fear for them.  So sweet….

- I am totally cool (more than cool, actually) with them ending the episode with Zeke.  Holy shit I am so ready.  Because that leads me to….

SEASON 3! IN 2018!!!! I CANNOT BELIEVE! IT FEELS LIKE CHRISTMAS HAS COME EARLY YALL! And it looks like they’re including the RTS arc, if those previews are anything to believe.  Which means two cours is likely.  GOD YES.  I take back my words about WIT studios, you guys are back in my good graces.

Thank you for a great season :’) 

Jealous Sf9

Inseong: jealous inseong is a petty bitch. Will be really obvious and salty too.

Him: So did you just get done cheating on me? How was it? Fun?

Originally posted by ienseong

Youngbin: the type to keep it inside and not tell you, but you can totally tell something is wrong with him. If you give him attention and a cuddling session filled with kisses, he will get over it. He just wants to be reassured he’s the only man you need in your life.

Originally posted by ohjuho

Jaeyoon: Offended. Upset. “Uh Rude.” He will say to himself when he sees other idols/guys hanging near you. 

You: Are you Jealous?

Him: I don’t know, am I?

Zuho: Rough in a sexy wayyy . Doesn’t hesitate to drag you away when your talking to other guys or confront guys when they are staring at you. “You’re mine.” Be sure to show him often that you are his if youknowwhatimeannn.

Originally posted by gotsomuch-chyeah

Dawon: plays it off like he’s just joking around, but the cutie is actually jealous and wants you to tell him you love him.

“WHYYYAREEYOUTALKINGTOOOTHERGUYSSS?!”

Originally posted by ienseong

Taeyang: More cuddly and in need of affection. If you were unaware and didn’t give him enough affection,he will give you affection instead. 

Originally posted by hwichans

Rowoon: Literally tries to be a better boyfriend. Acts more cute, cooks for you more and just become irresistible. Shes like it when I’m cute. Let’s do what she likes, she will never leave me.

“Honeyyyyy.”

Originally posted by ienseong

Hwiyoung: Tries to be manlier and tough despite his age, but you know inside he’s very sensitive. The minute you ask him if he’s jealous, he will prob break, but instead of asking him if he’s jealous, just tell him how much you love him and how cool he is. It will reassure him alot.

“How do I look today? Can you spot what changed?” (literally just new hair gel)

Originally posted by softchanhee

Chani: the cutie isn’t used to being jealous like this, so he just tries to figure all of this out himself or asking the other members for advice. When he’s with you, he is still sweet as always. Even a bit more needy. Tries to be a better boyfriend to you so you don’t think of leaving him.

Inseong: flirt with her like you two are still in that push and pull phase before dating. 

(one day)

Him: Hey!

You: Sweetie, I got to go. I’m busy.

Him: Wait! 

You: Yes?

Him: “Seeya later cute stuff.uh..sweet thanggg”

Originally posted by reowoon

First time drawing Discord in a long time! I loved how they both came out in this. ✨

And this episode could be yet another that’s seriously getting me interested in the Fluttercord ship, good LORD are they cute!!

💫 SYNOPSIS 💫

After spending a peaceful afternoon having tea at Fluttershy’s cottage, Discord realizes that he’s never had his best friend over in his dimension. He invites her over, and she excitedly accepts. But as he prepares to host for the first time, he realizes that Fluttershy might not be used to – or worse, dislike – how chaotic and wacky his home is. Determined to help her feel comfortable, Discord goes out of his way to make everything as normal as possible. But normal doesn’t exactly sit well with the spirit of chaos…


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captnonchalant  asked:

Prompt idea: Emma and Regina hold hands (and realize their feelings) at Henry's high school graduation.

Thanks for the prompt :) 

Emma waves and smiles proudly as she spots Henry in the wings of the stage. “He’s next,” she whispers to the woman beside her. 

Snow is on stage handing out diplomas and her father is busy acting as photographer leaving her and Regina to battle their tears and pride alone. To be fair, this is how Emma wanted it. She and Regina have become a team, best friends, even more so since Hook left three years ago. 

Truth be told whenever she pictured Henry’s graduation it was just like this, her and Regina together waiting for their son’s moment on stage. 

Regina shakes her head, “No…I’m not ready…”

Emma smiles, “You’re ready…he’s a great kid Regina, you did an amazing trip.”

“We did,” Regina corrects as she reaches with her hand to squeeze Emma’s. It was meant to just be a small comforting gesture, but the moment passes and she doesn’t let go, instead revelling in how right this feels, she and Emma together, hand in hand, watching their son graduate. 

Their heads turn and their eyes meet, hearts hammering in anticipation as Regina subconsciously darts her tongue across her lips. Emma takes a deep breath as she continues looking at Regina, “This is what I always wanted…you and me…this is…” 

“Perfect,” Regina finishes as she closes the gap between them and brushes her lips tentatively against Emma’s. Emma beams returning the kiss, turning it from a quick peck into a long, languid affair. 

“Henry Mills!”

At their son’s name they break apart and Emma grins cheekily at Regina as she whispers, “To be continued…” 

Bad Reputation

MASTERLIST

A/N: This wasn’t requested, I’ve just had this idea in my head for so, so, so long and last night I started writing. I just feel like every one can relate to having put a label on them, idk. I may delete it again.

Word count: 4,286

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The music was loud, actually giving me a rather unpleasant headache. I must admit, I didn’t really want to be at this party, but it was my first day back for months and I think my friends needed to see me make an effort.

Loads of people were here, half of them I didn’t even know, it had taken me an hour and a half to take pictures with people. I didn’t mind that, but I would just rather have been kicking it at home with Aaliyah watching Harry Potter or something.

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Dare

Originally posted by ethereal-baek

A/N: This is my second and last Baekhyun one shot. I think I have most of the feels out at this point. Also Yaja Time (야자타임) , if you don’t know, is when ages flip. So they youngest people are the oldest and the oldest are the youngest. So, the youngest are in charge for a specific amount time.

This is soft smut, I think, there is no actual sex but just heated making out. Don’t hate me for putting this in the smut tag.

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~Admin Allie

One thing you hated more than the game Truth and Dare and that was Yaja Time. So, you couldn’t understand why you agreed to combining the two games and sacrificed your title of oldest for the sake of your younger members’ entertainment.  

“Since this is a game run by the younger members of each group, you cannot refuse the tasks given.” Youngji took a sip of her beer and made hard eye contact with you. You knew she was itching to get you back because last time you said the same thing.

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I always got the feeling a lot of these “crazy” right-wing types were in it for the speech tour money and book deals and Fox News host spots, more than anything.

Palin was seen as pretty moderate in Alaska before she rose to prominence. The Dems there didn’t mind her. She was conservative, sure, but she was normal.  She was reasonable and willing to negotiate. Not like how she acts now. 

From what I understand, Ann Coulter’s more liberal, on a person level, than she lets on, too.

Milo Yiannopoulos is an openly gay man who suddenly decided to hate immigrates, feminists and, um, gay people. It makes no sense.

Kinda feel a lot of Republicans have gotten conned and are too foolish to realize it.  

anonymous asked:

top 5 (or 10) scenes in the 100 in terms of acting? (like, which scenes stood out to you, or which scenes do you think highlighted any of the actors' ability?)

This is such a good question! It’s hard to narrow them down to ten because there’s so many I love, but here are the ones that came to my mind first! So in no particular order:

1. Raven realising her pain is gone [3x05]

One of my all-time favourites! Moments after Raven succumbs to the temptation and takes the key to the City of Light, we get this spine-chilling shot where her revelation, her absence of pain starts at her leg and creeps up to the rest of her body. The entire scene, beginning with her taking the chip to here is absolutely stunning. Lindsey so beautifully straightens herself and looks up, and that’s when we know that Raven knows that it’s worked. It was executed so perfectly, kudos to the wonderful Lindsey Morgan!

2. Clarke scrubs at the blood on her hands [2x09]

Eliza’s performance in this scene really reminded me of Lady Macbeth from Shakespeare’s Macbeth, as she tried to scrub away the blood she was hallucinating (’Out, damned spot! out, I say!’). Taking place immediately after Clarke had mercy-killed Finn, Eliza perfectly displayed the hysteria of this moment as she shakes and raves incoherently. Her sharp breaths really encapsulate the trauma Clarke has just experienced too. It’s just beautiful.

3. Bellamy is overwhelmed by a sense of failure [4x07]

It’s really difficult to choose a scene with Bob Morley because each scene he acts in really does display how talented he is. Of course, the 4x04 scene where Bellamy realises Octavia is dead is breathtaking and still haunts me, but that’s a given, so I’m choosing another scene. This moment from 4x07 made me cry…a lot. As Bellamy had to sit and listen to people he could have saved die because he failed them, watch his gaze. He is not mentally there. His gaze is so very distant, it’s made to feel like he’s seeing all his failures play out before his very eyes. He breaks then and there as he’s forced to listen to the vocalisation of his failure, the nasty feeling settling deep within. Bob was fantastic through 4x07, but this scene really got to me.

4. Raven blows up the bridge [1x10]

I remember the first time I watched I Am Become Death, I fell in love with this particular moment in the episode. Raven staggers to the end of the bridge and, with the little energy she has left, successfully sets up and sets off the bomb. It was so wonderfully done by Lindsey, everything from the way she moved to the breaths she took was oh so perfect.

5. Clarke tells Bellamy that the world is ending [3x16]

This is one of my favourite Bellamy and Clarke moments – look how intense Bob and Eliza’s gazes are! They really do perfectly display just how exhausted Bellamy and Clarke are, and in finding out they can’t kick back just yet, we can see them search each other’s eyes for strength and hope.

6. Monty kills his mother [3x11]

Monty killing his mother was one of the most intense scenes I’ve ever seen on this show. Chris did such an amazing job with this…the screams Monty let out? They’re a vocalisation of just how traumatising this is for Monty, how he has to make noise, make chaos in order to pull back the trigger. And it was all so perfect. My heart broke when watching this scene, and even more so afterwards when Monty realised his mother’s death was sort of in vain because he might have been able to save her.

7. Pike and Bellamy talk about Mount Weather [3x04]

This scene between Michael and Bob is of the most fascinating from season 3. I was rewatching it and decided that I really did enjoy Pike’s character. The reason why this scene is in here is that we see, so perfectly from Michael, Pike locating Bellamy’s low point, and catches him when he’s weakest. @cosmicbell often labels Pike as a demagogue when we discuss this season together, and I agree. He promised action, he criticised stagnancy and Bellamy, somebody who’s been extremely affected by the grounders’ actions, was just tired of waiting around and never retaliating. He bought into Pike’s argument, and this is the scene that it occurs in. You see it in his face as Pike challenges him: ‘I’m willing to suffer the consequences to save my people…are you?’ and we know that Bellamy has begun to cross over to the dark side.

8. Jasper scatters Finn’s ashes [3x04]

I highly recommend everybody to rewatch this spectacular scene with Devon and Chris, from start to finish. It’s one of my favourites from the whole show. These two best friends have lost each other, and they’re trying to find that old spark once more. They fight, they argue, they yell. They’re no longer the pair they used to be. And as Monty leaves, Jasper screams ‘See you on the other side!’ and trips over, spilling the jar of ashes. The remnants blow away with the breeze, mingle with the Earth and Jasper realises what’s just happened…and Devon’s performance in that moment is so incredibly breathtaking. One of his best, for sure. 

9. Murphy makes Clarke cry [4x08]

This is fairly recent, of course, but Richard and Eliza were amazing throughout this entire scene. Murphy’s desperation is so well voiced by Richard: when he screamed ‘I love her!’ my heart broke completely. And as Murphy starts provoking Clarke, I began to wonder how Eliza would portray Clarke’s reaction. Clarke, who has, in the past, tried to develop a harder exterior around her friends when making tough decisions…she did something I did not expect. She lifted her head slightly, and through her lashes looks at Murphy, and her eyes are glistening with tears! She’s been trying this whole scene to be assertive in her decision to use Emori but Murphy’s speech almost takes her to her breaking point. I was really impressed with both Richard and Eliza here, they were just amazing!

10. Niylah tells Bellamy that he’ll always be sorry [3x11]

Bob Morley, once again and as always, comes through perfectly in this scene he shortly shares with Jessica Harmon. ALIE got to Bellamy, and bad. ‘Too bad you were never that devoted to Gina.’? Do you know what Bellamy heard, instead of that? Probably something like ‘you could have saved her, but you spent that concern on Clarke, who didn’t even end up coming back to Arkadia with you. You killed Gina. You misplaced your responsibilities, so it’s your fault.’ And the final straw: the mention of what he did to the Trikru army, and Niylah hitting him after finding out. Bellamy flips out and has to leave the room, kicking a barrel, punching something. He looks up to the sky, so incredibly hopeless, and shakes his head. He’s realising he’s never going to get over this pain, he’s never going to stop feeling guilty, and worst of all, the pain he’s caused to others is so deep and so sharp and he can’t handle knowing that. He hears Niylah’s voice behind him, and the sight of her brings all these emotions back. He tells her what he truly feels, that he only had good intentions and he’s sorry, but she delivers a harsh sentence: ‘People like you always are’. This small moment between these two was jaw-dropping to me. I loved it so much.

Honourable mentions: Lincoln’s season 2 ordeal with the reaper drugs, literally all of Erica Cerra’s (ALIE/Becca) scenes, the Lexa and Roan fight from 3x04, Clarke getting in the rover with Jasper and discovering Abby is chipped, Luna mourning Derrick in her arms, Octavia surviving the fall in 4x04 and Abby smashing the radiation chamber in 4x08.

Dear I‘m Alive Volunteers

Dear I’m Alive,

Can we talk for a minute about your presence at the Supernatural Seattle convention? When I first heard the idea of I’m Alive volunteers being at the convention, I was apprehensive. It was presented in the light that the volunteers would be gatekeepers to the cast members. I heard we weren’t allowed to cry or get upset before seeing cast members. If we did, we’d be ejected by volunteers until we got our act together. Looking back on it, I don’t know how that idea even was thought up. Safe to say, though, I was pensive.

My first photo op was with Rob and Rich. If I was nervous, the young lady a few spaces behind me was wrecked. She could not have been more than twelve years old and was shaking like a chihuahua. Ahead, I spotted a bright blue shirt and called out to the person wearing it.

“Hey, I’m Alive!” I yelled.

“I think her name is Elena,” the girl in front of me said.

“Hey, Elena!” I tried again.

This time, she heard me and immediately came to see what was going on.

I gestured to the anxious young woman near me and said “I think my young friend here is a little overwhelmed.”

Immediately, Elena sprang into action. She tossed an arm around the young lady’s shoulder and said “Hi! Are you excited? This is so cool! What pose are you thinking of doing?”

Just like that, they were off and running. I became focused on my own upcoming op, but could tell that the girl behind me became noticeably more steady having Elena to talk to.

On a personal level, I have anxiety and an irrational fear of Jared Padalecki. I went into my photo op with him with several friends. Their presence couldn’t calm me down. I kept trying to do grounding exercise, but I couldn’t focus. As such, I was getting more and more angry that I couldn’t get my act together. An I’m Alive volunteer came right up to me.

“How are you doing?” she asked.

I let loose a string of expletives that could make a Navy Seal blush. The volunteer took it all as a matter of course. As I rearranged my friends and encouraged (read: Shoved them) to go in front of me, my volunteer stuck to me like glue.

When I reached the front of the queue, she gently asked “Do you want to sit for a second until you’re ready?”

I nodded and stepped aside to let my friends get their pictures. As my final friend got her picture, I stepped forward and announced I was ready.

“Are you sure? You can still wait.” the volunteer offered.

“If I don’t f***ing do it now, I’m not doing it at all.” I replied.

“Okay!” she responded and we turned around…just in time to see my friend having her picture taken. Jared had a grip on her hair at the back of her head and was pushing her hair out of her face.

My volunteer chuckled and said “…awkward…”

I just barely survived my photo op and ran away like a scared child once it was over. At the end of the convention, though, my volunteer sought me out. She told me how proud she was of me that I made it through the op and fulfilled my personal promise to look Jared in the eyes.

All weekend long whenever anyone looked even a little uncomfortable, I saw a blue shirt headed their way ready to make it just a little bit easier. I’m Alive volunteers really reinforced the idea of “you are not alone.” They were kind, courteous, and respectful. They were a force of overwhelming love and support in a chaotic environment.

To anyone who is concerned about your emotions being managed and judged at the con by I’m Alive volunteers, please don’t worry. These volunteers know you’re struggling, but they see greatness inside of you. They know you can overcome what’s plaguing you in the moment and they’re there to help you. If you go to a con and you need someone to lean on, even for just a moment, look for the blue shirts. They have your back.

To all of the volunteers who came out to help us in Seattle, thank you so much. You are so loved and so valued. Thank you for being part of our family.

On The Brink

Hi guys!! This fic is based on a prompt from @omeliafics

‘Prompt: Taking place after the S13 finale- Amelia try’s to cover up a bunch of pregnancy symptoms from Owen while they’re taking care of Megan at the hospital and he notices.' 

This is a collab between myself and @ailingnoor. We’ve worked very hard on this and are SO excited about this because we both LOVED the prompt! Part 2 will be coming shortly. Enjoy! :-)


The strong wind was blowing on their faces as both Owen and Amelia stood side by side at the helicopter pad of Madigan Army Medical Centre.

Amelia took a sideways glance at Owen. He had a stoic look on his face, and she wondered what was going through his mind at that moment. Was he anxious? Excited to be reunited with his sister? Or was he still in a daze? She didn’t know. He wasn’t the type to show emotions in public.

She was pleasantly surprised when he suddenly took her hand in his and gave it a subtle squeeze. It indicated that that he needed her support and was grateful to her for being there for him. Although their marriage wasn’t in a good place at the moment and they had many unresolved issues and unspoken words between them, she was glad that at least they were holding hands. They were in this together.

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Pater’s Rose 5

Part 5 of my story, enjoy it!!! I hope you will like it and as always let me know it!!! 

all the love 

E. xx 

The first seconds I don’t realise anything; I only feel that something is missing: the soft pressure on my body, his hands on my skin, his lips on mine.

Then it hits me, a terrible punch in my stomach. I want to give in, want to sink down on the ground, in the wet grass and never move again. Surrender myself to my endless pain, which makes me numb.

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dxgaussxr  asked:

idk if this has been asked before but what were the guys like to noodle when she was little? i personally think murdoc has a soft spot for her 💖 pickleboye can be nice sometimes.

  • Russel was the overall parental figure when it came to raising Noodle; he usually called the shots, taught her what she needed to know about the world around her, and showed her how to act in public/ect.
  • 2D was more of a brother than anything, helping out in daily activities with Russel, like lecturing young Noodle about why she can’t lick the old man that smells like peppermint on the subway why she can’t act out when she doesn’t get her way. 2D helped Noodle grow as a kid, most definitely.
  • While Russel taught Noodle the basics, like how to clean up and care for herself, 2D taught her the more emotional-based lessons like how to say sorry and let go of grudges, as well as helping Noodle gain social connections. 
  • Russel was the most responsible out of the 3 boys, 2D coming in 2nd place because he forgot about where Noodle was at times; he once left her streets away at a toy store before he came running back to get her. Coming in 3rd place was…
  • Murdoc Niccals. 
  • Murdoc was a good guy, but he didn’t like having a baby in the band. No one ever told him that raising a kid would be so much work though he did next to none of it
  • When Noodle needed help with bullies, (since she was quite shy back then) she would always go to Murdoc for help. Sure, the girl knew how to defend herself, but aren’t words a better alternative…?
  • Apparently not, said Murdoc every single time.
  • After a couple months of having Noodle around with the gang, Murdoc started to warm up to her. Though Russel was basically her dad and 2D her brother, Murdoc earned the title of “best friend”.
  • They jammed out together and went on miscellaneous adventures throughout the day… Murdoc taught Noodle how to let loose and cause a bit of innocent trouble… Until he got caught in the act by Dad #1. Yikes.
  • If Noodle happens to be part of the LGBT community, Murdoc was the first person that she probably went to for help.
  • During interviews, Murdoc acts as if Noodle is just part of the band, but actually refers to her as his little girl behind doors.

Nonetheless, Noodle grew up right. She had good parents to help her through her journey to adulthood. For a couple of 20-30 something-year-old’s without a clue, the boys did a pretty damn good job, at that.

this was really long huuih

Hide and Seek

Eek okay, first Avatar story, first story told with almost an entirely one person cast, first story that deals with some nasty child treatment that made me feel a bit ick writing it. But the thought came to me and it just exploded out over a few days. So here it is, please let me know what you think and how I can improve!

Warnings: Child torture/abuse, mild blood and gore, Zuko is very, very unhappy



“You will learn to firebend, Prince Zuko,” Ozai said with a smile. “Your life depends on it.”


Zuko knew today was going to be a good day.

It started with Father asking them if they would play a game with him. Father never spent time with them, never showed any desire to see them unless necessary. Azula saw him more than he did since Father was currently supervising her firebending training while they looked for another teacher. She’d run off the last one and the one before that. Zuko thinks she’s doing it on purpose, because she enjoys hurting people, because it makes their father proud, maybe both. Since Zuko wasn’t firebending yet, Father never wants to see him. It seems every time he does, Father spends all his time glaring at him, as if that would make him any less worthless. Seven was a little late for someone to start bending but it wasn’t impossible because he had to be a bender, Father and Grandfather said so.

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