she's going to be so happy but i don't get to be there BUT SHE'S GOING TO BE SO HAPPY IT DOESN'T EVEN MATTER!!!!!

anonymous asked:

please help me. i don't know what to do. my sister's attempted suicide a few times (the last one being today) and i don't know what else could be done to help her? i want her to heal so bad. i want her to be better. it's tearing me apart. she doesn't want to talk to a therapist and she won't talk to me.

Hi darling. I want you to know that feeling torn apart is completely normal, and I heavily sympathize with what you’re going through. I can see that you genuinely care about your sister which is crucial to help her. Suicidal behavior is a cry for help, but I want you to remember that you alone cannot save her and the recovery process takes a lot of time, persistence and patience.

The best ways you can help is by giving your support, listening, learning, and taking care of yourself. We want to reduce pain instead of increasing or prolonging it. Helping someone else also sometimes mean that we have to let go of our own egos, and what we think we know about suicide.

In Times of Crisis:

  • Recognize the signs of suicidal behavior; talking about death frequently, giving away possessions, isolation from friends and family, sudden senses of calm, acting as if they’re saying goodbye, acting recklessly, feelings of worthlessness or hopelessness, etc.
  • Stay with your sibling if you believe they’re in immediate danger. If you need to leave, have a trusted family member take over. If constant supervision is required to prevent suicide, it’s likely that your sibling needs to be in psychiatric care.
  • Remove any and all things inside the home that can be used to harm oneself such as pills, knives, razors, guns, etc.
  • Call the National Suicide Crisis Lifeline at any time for extra support (1-800-273-8255). If things get serious, call 911 immediately. 

What You Can Do to Help:

  • Avoid pushing, and avoid judgement. Your sister is going through an extremely tough time, Expressing anger, blame, guilt or pushing her can make the situation much worse. If your sibling won’t open up on their own terms, you can always tell them something like “I want you to know I am always here to listen to you, no matter what is going on. I would never criticize you for your thoughts or feelings.”
  • Ask how you can help. Asking something as simple as “How can I support you better?” can open up the lines of communication and help start building trust. It can be really difficult for people to ask for things that they need, so I think it’s important to make an effort beyond what your sibling may or may not ask of you.
    When my mother picked up some books for herself on how to support family members with PTSD, I cried with happiness. It showed that she cared about what I was going through, even though she didn’t understand it personally. My older sister even made the effort to be less judgmental, open to listening, and more supportive to me which I will always be grateful for. These two incredible women have shown me a new support system that has really helped me along my own recovery journey.
    There are a ton of other ways to help such as: helping prep meals, giving simple and loving self care reminders, doing extra research to expand your own knowledge, helping with laundry, and even things as simple as spending quality time with your sibling like watching movies, going out together, etc, The effort you put in will not go unnoticed.
  • Listen, show concern and appreciation. It’s not easy to talk about suicidal thoughts and the things that haunt us the most. When your sister is speaking openly about what she is going through, it’s important to be attentive. Give her every opportunity to talk about her feelings and burdens. Never rush the conversation, and know that asking questions such as “When did you start feeling like this?” is appropriate. Don’t forget to show appreciation. “I know things have been really tough for you, and I appreciate you being honest with me.”
  • Reach out to a trusted parent. This part can be extremely difficult for both you and your sibling. It’s common to fear judgement or anger from adults. If your sibling doesn’t want to talk to a parent, offer to do it with them. Your sibling may ask you or even beg you not to say anything- but it’s important that you do.
    If your sibling refuses, it’s a good idea to respectfully share your concern to a parent yourself. “I’m really worried about _____. They told me they’ve thought about killing themselves and we need to get them some help. I care about them and I am going to keep reaching out until someone takes this seriously.”
    If a parent isn’t available or helpful, try reaching out to other close family members such as a grandparent, an older cousin or maybe even an aunt or uncle. School counselors, teachers, and doctors are other great options.
  • Help create a crisis plan with your sibling, and maybe even your parents if you can. The National Suicide Prevention Lifeline offers a free template online that you can print for free.
  • Be willing to look for more support as soon as possible, and encourage professional help. Suicidal people are often afraid that trying to get help could bring more pain, rejection, involuntary commitment, etc. It’s actually quite normal for people to avoid professional help. Express how important she and her happiness is to you. “You feeling better is really important to me.” If your sibling decides to attend therapy, it’s crucial that you keep up the support throughout this time. It’s not over !!!
    If your sibling does not attend therapy, it would be great to refer them to resourceful websites, blogs, recovery stories, forums, articles, etc. You may even be able to find free therapy group sessions in your area to attend with her if shes up to it.
  • Encourage positivity, and stay hopeful about recovery. No matter how bad things are right now, recovery is always possible. Keep yours and her spirit up by saying things like “I will help you through this.”, “I know it’s so hard but recovery is possible for you.” and “I’m here for you.” Offering hugs is another quick way to make someone feel a little bit better if you two are comfortable with physical touch.

Self Care for You:

⦁ Take breaks when needed.
⦁ Make sure you’re taking care of your needs first.
⦁ Do not be afraid to ask for help.
⦁ Hang out with supportive friends; let yourself vent or have fun.
⦁ Practice self care activities in your spare time.
⦁ Take things one step at a time.

Extra Resources:

Self care while helping a friend
Self care for family caregivers
Weekly self care checklist
Custom self care checklist
26 self care activities
26 more self care activities
Self soothing techniques
10 things not to say to someone who is suicidal
When you can’t afford therapy

You are such a strong and caring person. I’m sending you all of the love and support that I can through my little blog. I know things are really scary right now, but I believe in you and your sister. 💓

anonymous asked:

Based off of what we see of the red lion so far, it doesn't need a pilot in order to find keith. Based off of the traits that the Red Lion is suppose to have, I don't think it would need someone who doesn't fit it's traits in order to save Keith, unless Keith is in serious dire help, in which case Lance having the time of his life doesn't really seem necessary. So Lance in red and having the time of his life doesn't make sense, because Lance doesn't have the traits that allows him to pilot it

I would contest this, mostly because, simply enough- the Lions have to have some benefit from having a seated pilot, otherwise we wouldn’t have a show. We also see in practice that it is very rare, and often evidence of a dire situation, that a Lion attacks or fights on their own, and we’ve never seen a Lion in single combat- the closest we’ve come is Black one-shotting Zarkon out of the astral plane. Red’s assault on the base wasn’t against another enemy, just a stationary target.

Yes, Red hasn’t taken a pilot with her before to go find Keith, but Keith has never been under fire before, he’s just been lost or floating out in space away from enemies. Rescuing Keith in the middle of a firefight would involve Red fighting on her own, and, when it comes to fighting, even with fights where the Lions easily outmatch their foes?

Black still needed Keith to work with her to rescue Shiro from those saber-toothed creatures. Even though Black could basically step on them and hit them with her tail to do so.

That much is given to us by canon- the Lions need a pilot, and sometimes, in desperate straits, any pilot will do even if it cannot work optimally. They would much rather wait or hold out for their designated paladin, if they can choose, but sometimes they can’t. Compare Red ignoring Coran to go get Keith, to Black accepting Keith because Shiro was away from her and about to get mauled by lizards- she couldn’t wait for him to run her way, and, seemingly, sustaining damage from the wormhole and Zarkon’s tampering, she couldn’t go get him on her own.

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anonymous asked:

Hi! Could you please write me a Stiles x reader, where the reader is in love with Stiles but Stiles doesn't seem to notice because he only sees Lydia, so Scott has to tell him that whenever reader is near him, he can heat her heartbeat increase? And reader can't confess to Stiles because she thinks he only sees Lydia and it hurts her a lot? (And the ending is up to you! Sad or cute I don't mind ☺️) Ps: I love your blog so much!!

Thanks for requesting! P.S. I love you!

Readers POV

“Hey Stiles!” I greeted as I sat down next to him at our usual lunch table. He looked at me and smiled.

“Hey Y/N.” Scott sat down across from us, setting down his lunch tray.

“What’s up guys?” He asked me and Stiles.

“Nothing much.” I said and looked over at Stiles waiting for his response, only to see that he had already found interest in something else. Lydia Martin. He stared at her from across the lunchroom with adoration and I couldn’t help but roll my eyes. I wish he would look at me like that.

“She has got to be the most beautiful girl to have ever lived on this planet.” Stiles said. Ouch. That hurt. I couldn’t sit here and listen to Stiles sweet talk about Lydia so I grabbed my backpack and made an excuse about needing to finish up a homework assignment in the library. Why couldn’t I just toughen up and admit my feelings for him?

Stiles POV

I was staring at the love of my life and admiring her from a distance when Scott spoke up.

“Dude. You know Y/N’s heart always speeds up when she’s around you. I think she might like you. Maybe that’s why she left to go to the library, because she didn’t like you talking about Lydia like that.” I scoffed at him.

“Scott, don’t be ridiculous. Maybe her heart sped up because of you, not me. Did you ever think of that? Besides she said she had to finish up a homework assignment. You did hear her say that didn’t you? Or is your wolfie hearing a little out of whack?” I asked sarcastically. Scott rolled his eyes at me.

“My "wolfie” hearing is not out of whack. I’m gonna go talk to Y/N. I’ll see you later.“ He told me. I waved him off and went back to focusing on a certain strawberry blonde.

Readers POV

I was walking down the hallway heading to my class since lunch was almost over. I heard my name being called and turned around to see Scott.

"Y/N, I’m going to ask you something and don’t even think about lying to me because I can hear your heartbeat.” I nodded my head in agreement but was totally not prepared for what he asked me.

“Do you like, Stiles?” I stood there shocked for a moment before I started to fake cough.

“I really think I should go get a drink to help my cough.” I said and tried walking away but he grabbed my elbow and pulled me back.

“Nice try. Now answer the question please.” I sighed.

“Okay, yes I like Stiles. But it doesn’t matter because he is completely in love with Lydia.” I told him.

“You should tell him, Y/N. You never know, maybe he likes you the same way you like him.” I was about ready to say something when I saw something over Scott’s shoulder. It was Stiles and Lydia walking together and holding hands. He kissed her on her cheek and stood next to her locker with her. A huge smile was on his face. Looks like he finally asked her out.

“I don’t think that will be happening.” I finally said and pointed to the newly happy couple. Scott turned around and saw them. He turned back to face me with a frown on his face.

“I’m sorry, Y/N.” He told me.

“It’s okay, Scott. Not everybody can have a happy ending. I’m just glad he found his.” With that being said I turned around and walked away. Not everybody can get what they wished for and not everything turns out the way we want it to. But I know I’ll be okay because I’m still here and I’m still breathing. Besides…what doesn’t kill you, makes you stronger.

This is the first imagine I’ve written that doesn’t end happily. Please comment and let me know what you guys thought of it! Thank you!

anonymous asked:

Okay but trans girls Yamaguchi/Asahi though? Yamaguchi being bullied for having girly interests when Tsukki appears and doesn't give a single shit because do you like dinosaurs Yamaguchi? Yeah they're cool! Okay so now you're my best friend don't complain. Yams never having the which bathroom issue because she always just went with Tsukki and it didn't really matter? Then when she got older and started wearing her hair up and transitioning she'd just ask Tsukki (1/7 – sorry@admins! ^^;)

to go to the mens with her until she felt comfortable going to the ladies on her own because he’s 190cm of intimidation ready to murder anyone who dares say anything to her? Yams coming out to Tsukki first and being really shy and confused and Tsukki is just like okay but you’re still my best friend and how on earth would this change that? and immediately goes out to surprise her by buying her this adorable dress (adorable but a weird shade of green that doesn’t really suit anyone (2/7)

and it’s a weird shape and it’s too small for Yama on the waist) but she just LOVES IT cause its her first proper dress omg and Tsukki just UNDERSTANDS and there’s A DINOSAUR EMBLEM ON THE LEFT BREAST ISN’T MY BEST FRIEND SUCH A DORK and Yamaguchi twirling in it and Tsukki picking her up and giggling because he’s just so happy that his best friend is finally happy and comfortable and he gets to see this adorable person smile properly at long last (3/7)

Asahi on the other hand would be a fuck ton of angst. Her natural masculinity making each and every day a dysphoria fest and the reason why she’s so shy. Wearing her hair long and in ponytails because it’s literally the only feminine feature she has, and her only masculine feature that she likes is her strength for her role as ace. Crying while shaving the stubble every morning because she knows it’ll have just grown back in by the end of the day so why does she even bother? (4/7)

Being too shy to ask for help or tell anyone about how she really feels, even though she knows they’d understand. Nearly opening up to Suga after the Date Tech match but the argument with Noya just making everything worse. Wishing she could tell Suga or Noya but just never feeling the time is right, and never knowing what Noya would say despite being such close friends. (5/7)

Noya and Suga being aware that something is wrong but assuming it’s probably just Asahi’s shyness, and if it’s anything else then “he’ll” say, and never predicting the problem was that “he” is actually a “she”. (6/7)

And then imagine them both finding out about the other, probably because Yams is more open as Tsukki is there and so Asahi sees how comfortable she is and is just like !!! and approaches her and obviously she completely understands and is so there for Asahi and they end up getting really close and hanging out and going for coffee and watching movies and Tsukki keeps giving them these knowing sideways glances… (7/7)

StarkStrange Headcannon - Part 2
  • Zhou: I'm so in love with this pairing. Just, holy shit. I can't stop thinking of ways for them to get together and all the little ways they make each other happy. Also really want a scene where for what ever reason Rogers n his team are in the other room n they hear Tony n Stephen kinda muttering to each other then they just hear Tony gasp/moan "Stephen!" They aren't even having sex, maybe Tony just got pinned to the wall n kissed senseless. I just want the horrible discomfort the team feels while Rogers now knows what it's like to hear Tony call his name but knows that he'll never be calling foe him. (Am I petty for this? )
  • Me: Of course not!
  • Let's add to it, the team is all gathered around and Tony walks in and calls for Stephen and both Stephen and Steve turn to look at him but Tony only gives his attention to the sorcerer.
  • Or when the team is giving Tony a hard time, making request for stuff and not being very grateful (even though Tony has a full plate righty now) So Stephen joins Tony where ever he is (living room, lap) but puts up a barrier with out Tony knowing so Tony can't see people approaching (basically puts up a mirror image of the rest of the room)
  • Anyway so say Clint's being a dick and the second he comes off the elevator he's ranting at Tony "What the hell man ! You said you'd finish my new arrows yesterday and-" that's when Clint walks into the force field.
  • "What the fuck!?" And then he starts kicking and yelling at Tony who has no idea he's there and Strange is standing there staring at Tony who's looking at his holo screens. Strange never looks at Clint or the others that show up but his smile does turn a little smug every time someone does show up.
  • Zhou: Stephen is hella causal with affection. Always kissing Tony, hugging him, pulling him down to sit on his lap.Tony never accepts any invitations from the others to "reconnect." He's always got plans with Stephen.
  • Tony starts to notice that the others are leaving him alone more n more n happens to see Steve walking face first into the barrier in the Windows reflection. It's so hard for him not to laugh.
  • Me: Ugh yes ! I am a firm believer of second chances but I'm also very committed to keeping "bad" people out of your life.
  • Like for intense Natasha could be given a second chance. She supported him and believed in the accords but she also played neutral when she realized something more was going on and let Steve and Bucky go.
  • Where Steve and Clint or even Sam and Wanda never gave Tony a chance. Although they did take his money, gadgets and such yet when he asked you to compromise or listen you turned your cheek. Those kind of people don't deserve second chances.
  • Bucky could, he was innocent and just try to get better. I believe that Tony (after some good time adjusting and just getting a chance to grieve) would be a bigger person and extend a hand to help Barnes, seeing him as the victim that he is.
  • Scott is just a person that jumped on the band wagon cause everyone else was so he don't really matter. But really Tony is done with letting these "toxic" people leech off him.
  • I just need more Tony moving on, a lot of people write him as someone who would crave that connection with those people or he would forgive them and let them back into his life.
  • Where's the Tony that sees these people as ungrateful and no longer wants to be used while they call it Friendship and Team Dynamics
  • Give me Tony who is fed up with people who use him so he cuts them from his life. And when they need to be around each other he is simple Civil. You don't have to be friends to work together.
  • So while Team Cap is trying to be "the team" again or having "team bonding" or just do friend stuff Tony just looks at them like "I'm not your friend and I am no longer an active Avenger, simply a consultant to SHIELD. If you need anything SHIELD related you may send me an email but please do not try to things when we are just coworkers."
  • And then leaves a surprised Steve, Clint and Sam behind.
  • Zhou: Second chances are great, but you have to be careful with them. Natasha is going to have to work for her second chance, and that will be shot when Tony learns that she also knew about his parents and didn't tell him.
  • Sam Steve Clint n Wanda have been nixed. They're toxic and l think he's ready to move on. He deserves more than they gave him.
  • While I can sew Tony being the bigger person n offering help for Bucky, I think it'd be more of a "here is this person, they're the most qualified to help you." But I can't rally see them being friends. Because no matter what he saw Barns physically kill his parents. Do want matter that he was controlled, Tony saw him do it.
  • Yes! It's time for Tony to move on. Surround himself with new friends (or old ones. I'm a sucker for Strange n Tony having known each other for years and have a deeper friendship before they hook up) and Tony is done with trying with the old team. He doesn't want to be a part of it and he's happy where he is.
  • Me: yeah I like that Natasha has to work for it and then it be shot to hell. And I only like the idea of Bucky and Tony having a small friendship because it makes Steve SUPER jealous . Also I see Tony reconnecting with "old friends" like T'Challa, Hope Van Dyne and Bruce Wayne since their all in the superhero community.
  • Or all the new (teen) Avengers Peter, Kamala, and Donnie being little ducklings around Tony and he's a great mentor for them.
  • Sharon Carter is pissed that Steve hurt her favorite older cousin and refuses to talk to him.
  • Zhou: All of that. And he has biweekly chess games with reed Richards. Reed is determined to win at least once. And Doom comes by once every week or so to talk science and/or magic with Tony n Stephen.
  • Last thing she says to him "I need to gargle a gallon of bleach..." ((Sharon))
  • Me: Tony and Logan go to get beers together.
  • Zhou: Yes. I can see them being friends n playing pool while having a few drinks.
  • Me: Like they don't have deep meaningful conversations but they both know that the other would do anything if the other asked.
  • Like they have that relationship where Tony just looks at Logan , "I need a favor and you can't ask any questions."
  • Logan calmly says "I'll meet you in 10."
  • Also thinking about friendships Tony is friends with the Fantastic Four, him and Reed love to challenge each other and then often Sue will join him and Pepper for lunch. Johnny completely fanboys over Tony and is constantly taking selfies and posting them online, it irritates the hell out of Steve. And with Ben he just lends an ear to the man when he needs to vent his frustrations.
  • Zhou: Tony now has this huge support network. He regularly hires Gambit to break into various stark industries buildings to test the security. He talks science with beast and business with Angel
  • Me: Social Butterfly Tony that actually has a lot of friends that he keeps contact with and is well loved among a wide variety of people.
  • He even gets along with Loki so when they fight each other they keep a playful banter going and Loki doesn't kill people just fucks with the Avengers. (Aside from Tony)
  • Him and Xavier have a telepathic game of Chess going all the time. ((I always think about RDJ playing Sherlock Holmes and he plays chess with the bad guy and they don't use an actual board or anything))
  • Zhou: I love it!
  • He's one of the only outsiders that's welcome in the thieves guild. Mostly because of his friendship with Gambit.
  • He also has Matt Murdoch on speed dial. Never calls him for legal help. Just with random ass questions.
Sylvari post-Mordremoth (aka where has it all gone wrong?)


As I promised, a post looking at the present day Sylvari in a post-Mordremoth world and why ArenaNet basically screwed the pooch on this one. Or, at least, why I feel they do. Some of you might disagree - and that’s cool! You’re welcome to reblob and say why or send me an ask.

Anybody who plays Sylvari and, in particular, roleplays them will have noticed and realised that we have a bit of an issue on our hands. If you’re playing to present-day-Tyria standards, we now live in a post-Mordremoth world! Hurray! Right? Guys? Hurray…?

The truth is, the ending of Heart of Thorns left a lot to be desired. ArenaNet’s continued focus on Sylvari as their new race - which caused problems in the main story with Trahearne being an unfortunate scapegoat for poor writing, and caused problems for Heart of Thorns because it alienated non-Sylvari mains even more - has in actual fact worked against their favour. Due to their poor writing and the lack of spacing between giving races an equal focus, the end of Heart of Thorns didn’t just bring about an end to Mordremoth, but it heralded an end to ArenaNet even remembering that Sylvari actually exist at all.

Sylvari players are now stuck in a very strange place. The Avatar of the Pale Tree is still as unconscious as ever, with her physics-defying leaf dress and all, and none of the NPCs in the Chamber react as if there is actually anything wrong in the first place. This is a huge oversight - I can’t state that enough - because it means we have no answers to questions that are genuinely important.

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Their Reaction To Someone Close To Them Being Pregnant
  • Italy: He would so excited, this little Italian would practically explode! Italy would shower the expecting couple with so many gifts, they probably wouldn't have to buy anything. And he would do this even before the baby shower
  • Germany: Doitsu would give them the couple's best regards and send them a nice card with a gift card or gift certificate along with it. If Germany was close to the mother, he would take care of her when the father isn't around.
  • Japan: Japan would be unfazed by the news, because couples usually want children. But being the nice friend or relative he is, he would send them a nice little cute gift, like a good luck charm or a dream catcher for the baby.
  • America: PARRRRTAAAAAYY!!! WOOO! America would totally throw them this huge party and invite everyone he knew to it! Who cares if the couple doesn't know who that random guy is, these people are about to have a fREAKING AWESOME KID YO!!
  • England: Mr. Bushy Brows would be really happy for the couple! He would knit a little blanket for the baby when he/she was born. England would want to protect the baby with all costs, so he might even perform some black magic to keep demons away from the young child.
  • France: He would say "Ah, the magic of love~" when he first hears of the news. Then, France would go to a baby store and find the most beautiful baby things ((no matter what gender they were for cause he doesn't care about gender roles)) and buy them.
  • Russia: My baby would be so confused because he wouldn't understand that you are supposed to give the couple a gift or two at the baby shower. When he does hear the news, he would be slightly flustered, but happy at the same time! Russia would also go and consult Ukraine about the entire situation.
  • China: China would squeal in delight once he finds out that whomever is expecting. He would go on and on about how cute the baby would be and that the baby would grow up to be the nicest and sweetest kid in the world. He would go out and buy the cutest little things he can find for the parents and the baby.
  • Canada: This quiet Canadian would smile and say,"Congratulations!". Then he would find baby accessories with maple leaves and moose on it. Canada would give them maybe $500 dollars because he feels very happy for the couple and they need all they can get.
  • Prussia: "THAT'S AWESOOOOOOOOME!!!" would be Prussia's first reaction. He would go on and on how the child would be so awesome, but not as awesome as him of course. Somehow, Prussia would also find a shirt that says awesome with an arrow pointing up. He would even go as far as giving them an unbelievable amount of money because "An awesome baby needs an awesome amount of money from the awesome me~"
  • Romano: At first, Roma might even seem to care. Cause to him "babies happen". But really on the inside he was really happy for the couple and slightly wished that he could have a kid of his own. Oh tsunderes. Since he could "care less" he "wouldn't buy a gift and have Spain give it to the couple" cause he doesn't care.
  • Spain: Spain would be totally chill about it. He would also have a ton of fun shopping too, and he would force Romano to come along. Spain would literally spend 3 hours deciding what color he liked better and the robe that he was getting for, not his, but someone else's child.
  • Austria: Austria would say something snarky like "I knew it would happen sometime soon". And a week before the baby shower he would say "Oh yeah so and so are having a baby shower next week" and go out to Babies 'R' Us and buy the most expensive item there without even knowing it.
  • Hungary: She would literally be bouncing off the walls when she hears the news. Hungary may even pass out of excitement. Hungary would pamper the mother so the father can have a break from time to time, and she would buy cute little stuffed animals for the baby when she has free time.
  • Switzerland: Switzy would seem like he doesn't care that much at first ((just like Romano)), but slowly he begins to realize that having a baby is a big step in life. So instead of buying baby things at a story, cause you know spending money is a sin to him, he would try and make blankets and stuffed bunnies to the best of his ability. And when the father is away, he would protect the mother at all costs.
  • Liechtenstein: Liechtenstein would be very sweet and kind about it. She would always ask if the couple needs any help with anything, and would offer do run and get groceries and all of those little things that she can do to help. For a gift, Liechtenstein would give them a stuffed owl for the baby, which she hopes he/she will love forever.
  • Ukraine: She would be very happy for the couple, and may even start tearing up about it. Since she doesn't have a lot of money, Ukraine would make a scarf for the little baby just like she did for Russia. But when she goes to give the gift to the couple, she forgot that she couldn't see them because her boss told her not to and would run away crying and very upset.
  • Belarus: Belarus would literally not care at all. Even though it's the beginning of a new life, she would simply disregard it because she has better things to focus on in life. But after being pestered by Ukraine for a while, she gives in and decides to give the couple a coat for the baby, because you don't want him/her catching a cold and getting sick.
The Mishaps
  • <p> <b><p></b> <b></b> In this scene, Farkle and Riley don't know each other. They are in college.<p/><b>Location:</b> Denny's<p/><b></b> Farkle, Zay and Lucas walk in the door and take a seat at a booth. Farkle starts working on paperwork.<p/><b>Lucas:</b> Dude, we came here, so you can take a break. You need to have fun once in a while.<p/><b>Farkle:</b> I have fun.<p/><b>Zay:</b> When's the last time?<p/><b>Farkle:</b> I can't remember, but there was a time.<p/><b>Lucas:</b> When's the last time you had a date?<p/><b>Farkle:</b> When I was dating Smackle.<p/><b>Lucas:</b> That was a year ago. You need to get out there. Get back on the horse.<p/><b>Farkle:</b> I don't have time to date. I don't even have time to eat. I should head home. I don't know why I let you talk me out of studying.<p/><b></b> Farkle starts to leave. Then a waitress walks over to their booth. Farkle stops in his tracks.<p/><b>Riley:</b> Leaving so soon?<p/><b>Farkle:</b> No. I was just stretching.<p/><b>Riley:</b> (smiles) Good. I'm Riley and I'll be your waitress. Can I get you anything to drink?<p/><b>Lucas:</b> Coke.<p/><b>Zay:</b> Coke.<p/><b>Farkle:</b> (voice squeaks) Coke.<p/><b>Riley:</b> I'll be right back.<p/><b></b> Riley walks away.<p/><b>Zay:</b> What was that?<p/><b>Farkle:</b> What?<p/><b>Lucas:</b> You sounded like squeaky the mouse.<p/><b>Farkle:</b> No I didn't.<p/><b>Lucas and Zay:</b> Yes, you did.<p/><b>Farkle:</b> Crap. Did you think she noticed?<p/><b>Lucas:</b> (grinning) Why does it matter?<p/><b>Farkle:</b> It doesn't.<p/><b>Zay:</b> (teasing) Does our Farkle have a crush?<p/><b>Farkle:</b> You guys suck.<p/><b></b> Riley walks back. Farkle's knee starts bouncing. Riley puts the cups of Coke on the table. Farkle's knee hits the table and the Coke spills on him. Farkle jumps up and smacks Riley in the face.<p/><b>Farkle:</b> I'm so sorry. Are you ok?<p/><b>Riley:</b> (covering her face) Yeah. I think so. Don't worry about it. It happens all the time.<p/><b>Farkle:</b> Really?<p/><b>Riley:</b> No. Let me know when you're ready to order. I'll bring you another cup of Coke<p/><b></b> Riley walks away. Farkle sits down. Lucas and Zay try not to laugh.<p/><b>Lucas:</b> You got it bad.<p/><b>Farkle:</b> (glares at Lucas) Not one word.<p/><b>Zay:</b> Don't look now, but your girlfriend is coming back.<p/><b>Farkle:</b> Shut up!<p/><b>Riley:</b> I didn't say anything.<p/><b>Farkle:</b> Not you. You're perfect.<p/><b>Riley:</b> Uh, thank you. Here's your Coke.<p/><b>Farkle:</b> Uh, thanks. How's your face?<p/><b>Riley:</b> It's ok.<p/><b>Farkle:</b> Good. It's a beautiful face.<p/><b></b> Farkle's eyes widen. Riley blushes. Lucas and Zay laugh.<p/><b>Riley:</b> Ready to order?<p/><b>Lucas:</b> Hamburger and fries.<p/><b>Zay:</b> Hamburger and mashed potatoes.<p/><b></b> Farkle doesn't say anything.<p/><b>Lucas:</b> He'll have a hamburger too.<p/><b>Riley:</b> Ok.<p/><b></b> Riley leaves. Farkle slams his head on the table.<p/><b>Zay:</b> Don't break the table.<p/><b>Farkle:</b> I'm done talking today.<p/><b>Lucas:</b> Why? Because you're in love with our waitress?<p/><b>Farkle:</b> I will hurt you.<p/><b>Zay:</b> I will pay big money to see that.<p/><b>Farkle:</b> She's coming back. Shhhh!<p/><b></b> Riley brings the food and sets it on the table.<p/><b>Riley:</b> I hope you enjoy your dinner.<p/><b></b> Farkle nods and gives her a thumbs up. Riley smiles and walks away.<p/><b>Farkle:</b> Did I just do that?<p/><b>Lucas:</b> Unfortunately, you did.<p/><b>Zay:</b> It was hilarious.<p/><b>Farkle:</b> We are never coming back here again.<p/><b></b> They eat their dinner in silence. Lucas and Zay see Riley stare at Farkle once in a while. After they finished the dinner, Riley walks up with the check. She hands it to Farkle. Their hands touch and they both drop the check. They reach down to pick it up and bump their heads.<p/><b>Riley:</b> Ow!<p/><b>Farkle:</b> I'm sorry. I'm not trying to hurt you. At least not on purpose.<p/><b>Riley:</b> It's ok. I'm a klutz.<p/><b>Farkle:</b> So am I.<p/><b></b> They smile at each other. Farkle hands her his credit card and she walks away.<p/><b>Lucas:</b> They're going to banned us if you keep hurting their waitress.<p/><b>Farkle:</b> I'm not trying to hurt her. It just happens.<p/><b></b> Riley comes back with the credit card.<p/><b>Riley:</b> Here you go. Have a good night.<p/><b>Farkle:</b> Love you too.<p/><b></b> Lucas and Zay starts laughing.<p/><b></b> Riley walks away quickly.<p/><b>Farkle:</b> I need to get out of here.<p/><b></b> Farkle gets up and walks out of the restaurant. Riley follows him.<p/><b>Riley:</b> Are you ok?<p/><b>Farkle:</b> Not really. I'm really sorry about everything. I'm just nervous.<p/><b>Riley:</b> It's ok. Why are you nervous?<p/><b>Farkle:</b> I like you.<p/><b>Riley:</b> You do?<p/><b>Farkle:</b> That's why I acted like a idiot.<p/><b>Riley:</b> I didn't think you act like a idiot.<p/><b>Farkle:</b> Really?<p/><b>Riley:</b> Yeah. I think you're sweet.<p/><b>Farkle:</b> I think you're beautiful.<p/><b></b> Riley blushes.<p/><b>Farkle:</b> Would you like to go out sometime?<p/><b>Riley:</b> No.<p/><b>Farkle:</b> No?<p/><b>Riley:</b> I don't go out with anyone if I don't know their name.<p/><b>Farkle:</b> I knew I forgot something. You have to promise me that you won't laugh.<p/><b>Riley:</b> Why?<p/><b>Farkle:</b> It's a weird name.<p/><b>Riley:</b> I won't laugh.<p/><b>Farkle:</b> My name is Farkle.<p/><b>Riley:</b> I love it.<p/><b>Farkle:</b> Would you like to go out with me?<p/><b>Riley:</b> (smiles) I would love to.<p/><b>Farkle:</b> (smiles) Great!<p/><b></b> Riley walks back inside the restaurant. Lucas and Zay walk out.<p/><b>Lucas:</b> Are you ok?<p/><b>Farkle:</b> I'm better than ok. I'm great.<p/><b>Zay:</b> Does this have to do with a certain girl?<p/><b>Farkle:</b> Yep. We're going out.<p/><b>Lucas:</b> You got her number?<p/><b>Farkle:</b> No.<p/><b>Zay:</b> That's kinda important.<p/><b></b> Farkle starts walking towards the door while at the same time, Riley is walking towards him. Farkle opens the door and hits Riley.<p/><b>Farkle:</b> Oh my god!<p/><b></b> 50 years later.<p/><b>Farkle:</b> And that's how I met your grandmother.<p/><b>Grandkids:</b> Really?<p/><b>Riley:</b> Yep. I had a concussion for weeks.<p/><b>Farkle:</b> I took care of her and we fell in love. We have been together ever since.<p/><b>Riley:</b> Happy anniversary!<p/><b>Farkle:</b> Happy anniversary!<p/><b></b> They kissed.<p/><b>Grandkids:</b> Ew!!!<p/><b></b> The end.<p/></p><p/></p>

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But Today

Rated T. Mildly suggestive, but mostly just happy post-mj fluff. Happy birthday! I hope you enjoy it! xo


Her eyes flutter open in the still dark room. It’s early. Most days, she’d be up not much later than this to go into the woods. But not today. It’s grey and rainy and cold outside her blanket and the warmth created by its thick down and her warm boy. She turns into him, face pressed against his back, and grazes her fingers along the fabric that covers his belly. She’s rewarded when he rolls to face her and still sleeping, wraps his arms around her. And there, nestled in his arms, she drifts back to sleep.

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Michael Clifford One Shot → The Hardest Part

Pairing: Michael x Reader

Request: Yes

A.N.: This imagine is based on the lyrics from The Hardest Part by Nina Nesbitt, you can listen to the song here (xThank you so fucking much to the person who requested this, I’m in love with that song now

‘Pretend you’re happy, pretend we’re fine I guess that’s easier after all this time.’

The clock on the wall showed 10.38 a.m. Only ten more minutes until the plane from America would land. The airport was full with people saying goodbye for a long time and full of people happily greeting each other after not seeing each other for days or weeks or month. People were crying, out of joy or sadness. Last time I was here I had to say goodbye to my boyfriend who went on tour with his best friends. I haven’t seen Michael in over five month. We tried to talk on the phone, iMessage or Skype but mostly he had too much on his schedule. Last time we had a proper conversation was three days ago. I was really happy for him though, finally he could life the live he always dreamed of. But on the other side, he was never home, we never saw each other and I don’t have the money to visit him. It’s hard, it’s so goddamn hard for us, especially for me, seeing him with so many girls, hearing so many rumors about him being with someone else. But I knew he’d never betray me like this. We’ve been together for four, almost five years now and it was the best time of my life.

Today I could finally hold him in my arms again, after almost six month. Their break was only for a few days but it’s definitely better than nothing. I missed him like crazy. But deep inside something was different. 10.50 a.m. I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. I took it out and saw a new text message from Michael. ‘We just landed, can’t wait to see you princess.’ I smiled and put my phone back in my pocket, making my way to the gate which was full of girls waiting for the boys to come out.

15 minutes later some of the girls started screaming, I looked up and saw Luke and Ashton walking out of the gate soon followed by Calum and Michael. They all looked super tired but they greeted the fans politely, talking to them, hugging them and all that. I was watching Michael interacting with the fans and how happy he was looking. A weird feeling crept up inside of me, I didn’t know what it was, but it wasn’t a good feeling. I tried to push it aside and forced myself to be happy again. After a few minutes most of the fans were gone and I slowly walked over to the boys and the rest of the people who were there. Michael immediately spotted me and quickly made his way through the crowed over to me. I had to fake a smile as he embraced me in a hug. “I missed you so damn much.” He mumbled and buried his head in the crock of my neck. “I missed you too.” I whispered, a tear rolling down my cheek. I should feel much happier than I felt right now. Don’t get me wrong, I’m extremely happy that he is back but something inside me told me that this was wrong.

I greeted the other boys as well, we all walked to my car together and after we said goodbye to each other Michael and I drove home. “So, how have you been? We haven’t talked in a while.” He said and placed his hand on my thigh. “Yeah well you never have time.” That wasn’t what I wanted to say and I surely didn’t want it to sound so snappy. “Sorry I didn’t mean it like this, I know you have a lot of work to do.” I sighed. “No I’m sorry. I know it’s hard for you.” ‘It is. And I don’t know for how much longer I can do this.’ I thought to myself. I was shocked by my own thoughts. How could I think something like this? I slightly shook my head and just said ‘No no it’s fine. I mean you’re living your dream. That’s all that matters. I’ll be fine.” And I fake smiled again.

I loved Michael I really did, but it hurt so damn much not to see him for month and month. I didn’t know what to do and what to feel anymore. He was back for not even two hours and I already felt like something is wrong with us, it wasn’t the same as it was last time and I know he felt it too. His expression was serious and he didn’t talk much throughout the whole car ride.

We arrived at his house thirty minutes later. I parked in the driveway and sighed. I really didn’t want to get out if the car. All I wanted was to drive home and be for myself. Why did I feel this way? I haven’t seen Michael in almost six month and I didn’t even want to be with him. “You coming?” He asked and looked at me with a weird expression. I pushed my thoughts aside and got out of the car.

We spend the whole afternoon with Michaels family, talking about everything that happened in the time he was gone. When Michael talked about his experiences on stage and with all the people he met, his face lit up, he had a huge smile on his face and all I could think of was 'he is so much better off without me. I’m just in his way.’ I knew it wasn’t true and I tried to push the thought out of my mind but it always came back. I excused myself and went to the bathroom. I looked at myself in the mirror, silent tears running down my face. “Everything’s fine. We’re fine. He loves me and I love him. More than anything.” I told myself and even though it was true it sounded so wrong. I shook my head and wiped my tears away. I walked back with a smile on my face, pretending everything is fine.

'Stuck in the memory of what has been, just please don’t love another like you loved me, time doesn’t heal, it just leaves me asking why. 

When we were finally alone we sat down next to each other on his couch. “Are you alright?” he asked concerned. “You barely talked to me since I’m back.” Seconds passed before I could answer, “I don’t know.” I said and looked down to my feet.

“What do you mean you don’t know?”

“It’s just- I don’t know Michael. I just have this strange feeling that-that..” I coulnd’t say it out loud. The words were stuck in my throat, instead I felt tears welling up in my eyes. 

“That what?” I looked back up to Michael, I couldnt say what I saw in his face, was it fear? hurt? I coulnd’t say. 

“That we won’t make it.” I whispered. “You’re never home and when you are it’s only for a few days and I don’t have the money to come and visit you. It’s not the same anymore Michael and it never will be. You’re this huge international rock star and I’m just…me. I don’t want to stand in your way anymore.” Michael looked at me with an expressionless face. “You could never stand in my way. You are my way.” He said and sadly smiled, “But I think you’re kinda right. I thought about us and all I could think of was ‘she shouldnt be waiting for me. She deserves so much better.’  I don’t want to let you go but I don’t want you to wait for me forever. I see how much it hurts you that I’m not around. And I should make you happy, like I used to, but instead I just make you sad and I don’t want that anymore. You should find someone who can be with you whenever you need him and not someone who can’t be with you. Someone who can hold you everytime you’re sad, someone who can make you laugh, someone you can go out with, someone you can call whenever you need to, someone who can come over any time, someone you can have a movie night with and eat pizza with, someone who can protect you, someome who is always there for you.”

"You’re that someone.” I whispered, wishing it would still be the same as it was before he went away on tour. “I used to be that someone. But I can’t do all these things anymore. I wish I could but I cant and it breaks my heart. But its even worse to see you sad all the time, so I think its the best we just -” I stopped him before he could say the words. I knew he was right and I knew its the best for the both of us but I dindn’t want to hear it. “Don’t say it, please don’t say it.” I sobbed. “It’s best we break up.” His words hit me hard, my heart broke into a million pieces. “I love you.” I said and tried to wipe my tears away but miserably failed. “I love you too, princess.” He whispered and pulled me in for a hug. We stayed like this for a long time before I broke the hug and stood up. “I’d wait forever for you, I hope you know that.” I said and left. 

The next few days went by pretty fast, I met with the other boys a few times, but other than that I lay in bed, crying my eyes out. I knew we’d break up eventually but I never thought it’d be this hard. Today was the last day of their break, I haven’t seen Michael since we broke up and I didn’t intend to say goodbye to him either. I already said goodbye and this time it was forever. I was sitting on the couch when I heard my phone vibrating. I looked on the screen, Michael was calling. I sighed and answered the phone. 


“Hey.” After a little pause he asked, “How are you?" 

"Okay I guess. How are you?”

“Okay. We’re leaving today.”

“I know.”

“You coming to the airport?”

“I dont think so.”

“I thought so.”


“I’ll miss you.”

“I’ll miss you too.” I tried to keep my voice steady but I knew it was shaking. “I really hope you have a great time.”

“I’ll try.”



“Please dont love another girl like you loved me.”



Almost a year went by since Michael and I broke up and even though it was a mutual decision he was always on my mind. It was pretty hard to get over somone who was constantly on tv or the radio, but it wasn’t just that. We texted once in a while and I never got rid of our old memories. I just couldnt throw them away. I was feeling miserable without him, breaking up was the worst decision we could’ve made. Everyone always says 'time heals the pain’ but it doesnt, it leaves me asking 'why did I make this huge mistake?’

‘I’d give anything just to be with you again but it’s not the right time and I’d give anything just to feel you on my skin but it’s not the right time and it’ll never be the right time, will it? It might never be the right time and that’s the hardest part of it’

I decided to save some money and take a few weeks off to visit the boys on tour. I talked everything through with my parents and the boys’ tour manger and it was okay to be with them for about two weeks while they toured the UK. 

I arrived at the airport at around 9 a.m. I walked through the gate and to my surprise I saw Calum waiting for me. “Oh my god what are you doing here?!” I asked a hugged him tight. “Well we have the day off, so I decided to pick you up from the airport!” Calum smiled and helped me with my bag. “Michael doesnt suspect a thing by the way.” he winked. “You havent told him?” I asked surprised “You asked us not to.” “Yeah but mostly you guys can’t shut your mouths.” I laughed. “Well that’s true.”

About thirty minutes later we arrived at the hotel. “He’s in room 221. Here’s the key.” he said and handed me the key to Michael’s room. “You’re not coming?” I asked and started to became a little nervous. “No, I’m meeting Ash and Luke now. Don’t be nervous, he’ll like the surprise.” Calum smiled “Now go.” I took a deep breath and got out of the car. 

Slowly I made my way to Michaels hotel room. As I stod in front of it I began to question myself. Why was I even here? We’re over. But I had to see him. I missed him. I missed him so damn much. All I wanted was to hug him and tell him we made a huge mistake back then. I’d give everyhting to be with him again. But was it right? I inhaled deeply and unlocked the door. I quietly walked into the room, and what I saw broke my heart in two. 

Michael was lying in bed, next to him a pretty blonde. She was still asleep but Michael’s head immediatly shot up, looking at me shocked. “(Y/N) wha- what are you doing here?” I stared blankly at him and then back to the blonde girl lying next to him. My words were stuck in my throat. “I- I just..nevermind.” I breathed  and ran out of the room. 

My head was spinning and I couldn’t see through all the tears in my eyes. I knew we broke up and I knew that I told him to move on but seeing him with someone else hurt like hell. It was a stupid idea to come here in the first place. “(Y/N)! (Y/N) wait!” Michael shouted. “(Y/N)!” I stopped and turned around to face him. “Guess I came at a wrong time.” I shrugged and wiped my tears away. “I’m sorry you had to see this.” He said, a sad expression on his face. “It’s fine. We broke up. You can do whatever you want.” I fake smiled. “Why are you here? Why didn’t you tell me you were coming?” He asked and put his hands in his pockets. “I wanted to surprise you.”

Telling him that sounded so ridiculous and suddenly I felt really stupid. “Well you did.” He said and a quick smile spread over his face. “How long are you staying?” “Two weeks.” I mumbled, wanting to leave right away. “That’s- that’s great,” he smiled “I really missed you.” He blurted out. I furrowed my brows thinking about the girl in his bed, “Did you?” I said, sounding harsher than I intended to. “I really did. The girl she’s just….she means nothing to me. It’s just-” I cut him off before he could continue, “A groupie or whatever, I get it.” I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms over my chest.

“Uhm do you- do you wanna meet later? We could go out and talk.” He suggested. “Yeah sounds good I guess.” I replied. “Okay, let’s meet in the lobby in one hour.” I nodded and turned around to walk away. “You look really beautiful by the way.” He shouted after me.

Exactly one hour later I stood in the lobby, waiting for Michael. “Hey there.” His voice said from behind me making me shriek. “Oh my god don’t scare me like this.” I said, my eyes wide open. “Sorry” he laughed. “Ready to go?” I nodded and we walked next to each other, talking. We talked about literally everything, like we did in the old days. “So, did you find someone you like?” He asked. “Uhm well there is this guy I met at work but it’s nothing special. I mean I never had, you know, someone else. What about you?” I asked even though I didn’t wanna know. “Well, here and there a fling but nothing big or something. Nothing like you.” He mumbled and looked down.

“Anyway, let’s not talk about this. What else is new?” Michael started talking about the upcoming tours, important interviews and events and that they started writing again. “Sounds amazing!” I smiled, and I knew that his time schedule was even more filled than it was a year ago and I realized it was not the right time to tell him that I’m still in love with him. I wanted to be with him again more than anything in this world but I didn’t want to hold him back so I decided to keep my mouth shut about how I really felt.

I loved him, which meant I had to let him go, let him live the life he deserved. Maybe today was not the right time to tell him and it might never be the right time but seeing Michael happy was worth it.

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48) "I'll do anything to make you happy" (part 3)
  • Anon 3: Title "I'll do anything to make you happy."
  • Sammy's POV (continued)
  • J: Nate, Mike and I had a deep talk with her one time at like I think 3 am. When G and madison were on a date and Sam was in New York.
  • Mike: I remember asking her why she likes hanging around us! All of us, all the guys! Us, Nash and the guys, Derek and the guys! Why does she like it? And she openly said "Sometimes I feel like you guys are immature, but at the same time I like it because you guys bring out the goofy in each other and me. Meaning, you guys are truly all best friends. No matter who you are with, where you guys are at, you guys are still rides and still act the same and I respect that. And the way I see Sam with you guys, it makes me smile. Cause I can see it in his eyes that you guys mean so much to him. You guys aren't just his friends, you guys are his family, his brothers. You guys also make me feel like part of the family too. You guys never fail to make me smile, ever." She likes to observe things sometimes and I love her for that because she doesn't always have to talk. She'll just absorb things that's going on and still be content with us, even with the dumb shit we do and say. She's easily entertained just by watching us. And she's like a sister to all of us, so we love her.
  • Nate: I remember asking her how she does it. Being who she is and keeping up with us especially you Sam. How does she ALWAYS make time to hang out with us and have fun when I know damn well she has a busy ass schedule. She said something in the line "It's hard but it's doable. I make it doable because, I like you guys. and I care about you guys so I'm going to make time. and Sam and I are in a relationship. So I put in the effort to make sure he feels important in my life again, even if I do put my career/school to the side for like 2 seconds. I'm willing to do that for people that I want to keep in my life. It's never a problem for me to put people before my future. You guys send positive vibes in my life and I want to keep that around for awhile. Especially Sam. I'm planning on keeping him around for a while now. So I hope you guys are willing to have me around for awhile." We all laughed but she was so serious about it.
  • J: As for I, I asked her a pretty serious question. I asked her about you Samuel.
  • Me: What did you ask her?
  • J: I asked her how she does it. How she has the will to TRUST YOU and still be with you. No offense Sammy, but you do act like a fuckboy sometimes. And I just wanted to know how she trusts you and everything. This is when I think G walked in. She said, "it's hard. because I know he can act like a fuckboy, childish, or single. But here's the thing, when I like a guy, I put in my all into him. Even trust him with everything I got. and I HOPE that he won't make me regret it. As stupid as that sounds, for a girl who got cheated on twice, I still try to trust him. It's different if HE does something, or when a FAN does something. I know how to keep my cool, I know when to react. But I have it in my heart, to at least trust him. Because if I don't trust him, what's the point of being with him? Y'know? I love him. I'm not willing to lose him over some trust issue. He knows I have trust issues. But in reality he has never given me a reason to not trust him, I'm just paranoid. Finding trust in someone is hard, don't get me wrong. When I first met Sammy, I thought he was a fuckboy too. When he first asked me out, I was like this kid, never will I trust him. We could never date. But here we are now. I don't know how he was before, you guys known him longer, but I feel like he changed. He's becoming, a man. That's why I can trust him." And Samuel, I think she was right. You have changed. You have given her reasons to trust you. You are turning into a man. My level of respect for her and you is over the top. More than anyone I respect in this world. I think G asked her something.. didn't you?
  • G: Did i? I did. Right when your siblings walked in, I asked her, why she loves you? What she loves about you? If she just likes the physical things you do, or the little things you do. Like when she misses you, what does she miss. all of that. Her answer gave all of us, even your siblings a more reason to love her. She said,
  • Ben: We loved her even more cause of this.
  • G: She said "I like Sam. The way he makes me feel when he just looks at me sends shivers down my spine. The smile he puts on my face when I'm just walking around the house or when I'm having a bad day. The lame jokes he says because he thinks it's hilarious. I love the twinkle in his eyes when he's passionate about something. I have physically seen the way he looks at me, like I am some prize he won that he will forever keep. I was glancing at the mirror, and I saw him looking at me, not like a piece of meat, like I'm his prize possession. He cracks a smile that just melts my heart. He makes sure I never shed a tear and if I do, he tries to make sure no more come out. I don't JUST like his hugs, or his kisses, or the way our skin touches and how comfortable that is. I love the way he sings and listens to music. I love the way he dances. The way he laughs and the things he laughs at, no matter how stupid it is. I love the way his little dimples mean so much to me. I love the way he talks about things that he is interested in. I love the way he loves talking to his parents on ft. I love the way he's close with his brother and sisters. I love how he has close friends he can trust and he talks about them nonstop. I love how we can sit in silence, and it's still comfortable. Then after a little, one of us cracks a giggle and we start laughing. I love that he remembers things about me, even the little things. I love the way he eats. I love when his eyes light up when he gets a glance at me when I walk in the room. I love the way he wakes up in the morning and goes to sleep. I love that he can trust me. I love that he talks to me about everything. I fucking love Sammy and his little smile that can make my day 100x better. I love that we vibe sooooo well together. I love that he's changing who I am, and how I see the world differently now. I love that he's on this journey with me."
  • Me: Wait when was this conversation?
  • J: Like two days ago before we all got here. And you were in NY.
  • Me: She said all of that?
  • Y/N: And I meant every single one of it.
  • *turns around*
  • Me: Y/N? What are you doing here?
  • Y/N: I decided to spend Thanksgiving here in Omaha with my second family. My family is ok with it. When I told my family about our fight they were on my ass of how immature I was being even if it was for them. They put me in my place. And they were right. I should've at least compromised with you. And I'm sorry for that. Sorry for being a hard ass. I just haven't seen my family in a while. But it's ok, cause Christmas, we are going to Y/H/T for MY family. Then we come here the 27th for YOUR family. Stay here for 3 days then. LA for New Years, with OUR friends.
  • Me: No baby, go home. I'm sorry. You should be with your family.
  • Y/N: Bitch too late I'm here already. What's up guys?
  • Y/N: And btw I did say all of that. I love you Samuel Wilkinson. And *I'll do anything to make you happy.*
  • Me: Mmm anything?
  • Y/N: Slow your roll cow boy. I just bought an airfare here today. You ain't getting off the hook that easily.
  • Mike: Aww you guys are gonna be here for New Years?
  • Y/N: Don't worry Mikey, I bought you a plane ticket to come with us to LA too.
  • Mike: Fuck, can you be my girlfriend???
  • Me: MINE!
  • Y/N: Yours.
  • Mary: And now you can kiss the bride..
  • *Klaus approaches and kisses Hayley gently and short*
  • Mary: remember the ceremony is complete only after the...
  • Klaus : *interrupts* Yes , yes we know! k, bye Mary.
  • *a few hours later*
  • Klaus: *lays in bed* Are you sure you're ok with this? You can take Hope and leave while we deal with Lucien, Freya can protect you with a clocking spell and..
  • He stops seeing Hayley approaching quietly in a silk dusty pink nightgown. She turns the other lamp on while sitting on the bed:
  • Hayley: I'm ok Klaus. Remember we're doing this together for the greater good. For our family. I'm not leaving you now.
  • Klaus stares at her quietly. She goes on.
  • Hayley: I..I don't want Hope to grow up without a father. I don't want to see you dead. I know you suffer right now and I know exactly how you feel..I'm sorry for your loss, I'm sorry I'm not can pretend I'm her if you want to..
  • Klaus: Don't be. I'm sorry too. I know you would've loved it if I was Elijah...and Elijah is probably cursing the Gods right now wishing he was born a werewolf..
  • Hayley: shhh.. it doesn't matter now. *puts a finger to his mouth*
  • He begins kissing her shoulders then proceeds to the hips. *things happening* you know the drill * * hybrid orgasms* *insert a better fan fic here* * use your imagination*. A few minutes later. She holds his face in her tiny hands and they stare at each other dripping in sweat. She strokes his face and her fingers gently play with his curls. A few hours later:
  • Klaus : Morning!
  • Klaus wakes up realising they were spooning the whole night. He gets up and brings her breakfast in bed consisting of eggs, bacon, nutella pancakes with strawberries and a big glass of freshly squeezed blood:
  • Hayley: *chuckles* Thank you!
  • Klaus: My pleasure! *joins her in bed*
  • *awkward silence* followed by:
  • Klaus & Hayley at the same time: I wasn't thinking about her/him!
  • They blush and stare at each other for a while. Hayley breaks the awkwardness with a big smile:
  • Hayley: You know ..this is the moment when we're supposed to confess our biggest secrets to each other. You start!
  • Klaus: I confess.. I was terrified that my daughter would grow up to call Elijah "dad" I started to resent him as soon as of your admiration towards him flourished..I felt as if he was stealing something that was mine..but you weren't mine to steal..Then I was jealous at Jackson.. The hardest thing that I had to do besides watching you die after birthing our daughter was letting you marry him..Seeing your little happy family that I would never have was making me boil with envy every day. I was trying my best to control myself and not kill him. Because.. you would've hated me forever if I did. There... now you you can despise me even more knowing that all this thoughts were real.
  • Hayley is petrified, she was expecting a weird and funny confession. She stares with her big green eyes at him:
  • Hayley: Why haven't you told me this... all this time?..I..Elijah was the first person that was kind and protective towards admiration grew from that but what you don't know, Klaus, is that before I came to see you I had hope that things would go differently. When I found out that I was pregnant with your child I was scared but excited thinking that maybe, maybe you'll react in other way that I imagined. As soon as you expressed your feelings towards me and your unborn child all my hopes and dreams were vanished. I knew I was nothing to you so I suppressed the love I initially felt for you and turned it into hatred.
  • Klaus is shocked hearing Hayley's confession . He buries his head in his palms for a minute then adds:
  • Klaus: I was a jerk to you back then..I missed my own way to happiness. I messed up...jealousy got the best of me. I always knew I didn't deserve you yet I secretly wanted you. Knowing you and Hope now makes me want to go back in time and stab myself in the heart for my reckless behavior... You two are my everything. I would never ever hurt you again little wolf!
  • Hayley: I believe you..*smiles*
  • Klaus : How did I ever get so lucky..?
  • *and they kiss*
  • The End
  • Farkle: Maya, what's going on with you? You've been really quiet and distant.
  • Maya: Farkle, what's going on with you? You've been really quiet and distant.
  • Farkle: No, I haven't.
  • Maya: Well neither am I.
  • Farkle: Why are you avoiding Riley?
  • Maya: Why are you avoiding Riley?
  • Farkle: What are you talking about? I've been by her side the entire time.
  • Maya: And so have I.
  • Farkle: Why are you hiding your feelings from her?
  • Maya: Why are you hiding your feelings from her?
  • Farkle: Stop That!
  • Maya: Then stop with the questions!
  • Farkle: You tell her yourself or I will.
  • Maya: What about you? When are you going to confess your feelings?
  • Farkle: This isn't about me! It's about-
  • Maya: This is about you! If you care about me, go tell Riley you love her!
  • Farkle: I care about you and if you care about me, YOU go tell Riley you love her!
  • Maya: Stop putting this on me, Minkus!
  • Farkle: You're the one who keeps repeating everything I say!
  • Maya: Well, why should you tell me what to do and give me advice if you won't even live up to it yourself, huh?
  • Farkle: Fine, I'm in love with Riley. There. Are you happy? Now your turn.
  • Maya: I'm in love with Riley Matthews, my best friend.
  • Farkle: Our best friend.
  • Maya: What are we going to do?
  • Farkle: I'm not sure. All these feeling are-
  • Maya: They're not new.
  • Farkle: What?
  • Maya: We've both been in love with her since the beginning. We just reused to acknowledge it so we suppressed it until we exploded.
  • Farkle: So now we know how we feel. But Riley, we don't know how she feels.
  • Maya: Yeah, we do. She likes Lucas. It's always been Lucas for her. You said so yourself that she's still in like with him and now, they're dating. Isn't that just great?
  • Farkle: She's in like with him, that's only for now. Lucas is her first boyfriend. We don't know how long that's going to last, we're her best friends. We've been together for years. She loves us. It all just comes down to who she's in love with?
  • Maya: Looks like you're not as good as your promise.
  • Farkle: Huh?
  • Maya: You promised to love us both the same, but you chose Riley. You've always chosen Riley.
  • Farkle: So have you. You were in a triangle and even though Lucas and Riley picked each other, even though you never had feelings for Lucas like that. All this time you've been protecting Riley and wanting to make sure Lucas could pursue her happiness. You always choose Riley's happiness over your own.
  • Maya: She's Riley Matthews. A literal ray of sunshine, she deserves everything good in this world. Of course, her happiness matters more than my own because she deserves it more than me.
  • Farkle: But Maya, you can't keep putting someone else's happiness before your own.
  • Maya: I could say the same to you. It feels like being broken from the inside.
  • Farkle: Why though? We let her walk away and we're left feeling empty.
  • Maya: Because we leave pieces of ourselves in the people that we love.
  • Farkle: How do you get them back?
  • Maya: You don't. The only way to fill in the cracks is for people to trust you with their given pieces. I think that's how it works.
  • Farkle: You have me. Feel free to use me as you see fit, remember?
  • Maya: It might be different this time, but thanks Farkle. You have me too.
  • Farkle: What about Lucas?
  • Maya: What about him?
  • Farkle: What do you think about him?
  • Maya: Same as always, he's still a Huckleberry and sometimes I want to hurt him, but he's my friend and Riley's boyfriend so it's not like I can do anything about it. What about you?
  • Farkle: He's a Freak Face! But he's our friend and if there's one thing we have in common with him is that we want Riley to be happy.
  • Maya: I told Lucas to go tell Riley that he loved her at the Ski Lodge and he didn't do it.
  • Farkle: Yeah, but we told her we loved her ever since we all met. He's new at this, give him time.
  • Maya: Except it's different now. If one of us ever confess, how do you suggest we tell her we love her in a different way?
  • Farkle: You're an artist, you could express your feelings to her in that way. Me, I'm not entirely sure how I go about-
  • Maya: Creatively. Creativity feeds science, science feeds creativity. You're a genius, you're a real boy, not a robot. Feelings are stronger than science. For you, that can be overwhelming, but science doesn't always explain people. Sometimes you have to feel what you need to feel and that's the truth. The truth is always the best thing and it comes out one way or another, so no matter how long we keep this a secret from Riley, she's going to find out. I don't know how, but she will.
  • Farkle: So shouldn't we tell her ourselves instead of waiting for the universe to explode and give away our secret?
  • Maya: You're right. But knowing and accepting this new part of me is hard. If I tell her, the world we once known could change. Nature changes. People change. The three of you are my safe place and if Riley leaves...
  • Farkle: She won't. Because she loves you, she always have.
  • Maya: She's always loved you too. She may not say it as much when you're around, but she appreciates you for a lot of reasons.
  • Farkle: I guess this makes us a broken duo?
  • Maya: You just have to own it, then it won't make you feel so bad. We're perfect imperfections.
  • Farkle: Life as we know it is changing, Maya.
  • Maya: Scared?
  • Farkle: I don't know just yet, you?
  • Maya: I don't know. I don't know if I got her anymore.
  • Farkle: Me either, but you're Pluto. I don't think she'll ever stop believing in Pluto, in you.
  • Maya: And if she does, promise me one thing.
  • Farkle: What?
  • Maya: That you two both do your thing. Both of you go get in a rocket ship and become the first couple to ever be on Mars.
Hey, Mr Airplane

CHARACTER : Hanbin & Reader

GENRE : Angst

Originally posted by hanbindex

you were waiting at the front gate with haeun for hanbin after your class has ended. you look at your watch again and heaved a big sigh. “yah did this kid sleep in class again and didn't know that class has ended long ago” you asked in sarcasm to haeun. she giggled and rolls her eyes.

 both of you waited till you saw a tall figure running towards your direction. he was about to say something when haeun puts a finger on his lips. “save it hanbin, we know you slept in class”. his cheeks turns a tinge of redness as he rubbed his neck shyly.

the three of you has been friends since childhood. you and hanbin knew each other longer than haeun due to parents being business partners. till then, both of you becomes close to haeun in middle school. however, its not a typical friendship between the three of you. 

it was a complicated one. you fell for hanbin the first time you met him. who doesn’t? he’s smart, kind-hearted and good-looking. moreover, his smile can melt the entire female population in the world. you were lucky to not only met him, but to be close to him.

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A Different Kind of Cruelty (p.1)
  • Kinda got this idea from imyourliquor-youremypoison right here on tumblr. Totally agree with you! Peter needs a badass chick.
  • And sorry about the awkward bold spots. I don't know how to fix that.
  • ---$---
  • Title: A Different Kind of Cruelty (p.1)
  • Pairing: PanxReader
  • Warnings: Cursing, abuse, talks about drugs
  • Summary: This isn't your average sweet damsel in distress that Peter seems to get stuck with. This is a kick-ass tale of pirates and fairies, punching guys, hitting jerks, and all around Neverland style adventure.
  • ---$---
  • The silent neighborhood looks peaceful. A late night dew blankets the grass; the streetlights spray soothing streams of light on the dark streets, creating a quiet and calm environment for the perfect families inhabiting each house. You scoff at your internal narration. Your family is far from perfect.
  • You run down the road in a hurry. He's never going to forgive you for this. Twenty minutes past curfew? That's inexcusable.
  • Dad is going to kill you.
  • You take a left on your street. The only house with a porch light is your own. Your bag hits your leg as you run. *Crap, crap, crap. I'm dead.*
  • You could see the police report now. "Y/N Parker was found dead in the local swamp late this afternoon. She was choked to death by her overbearing father and his perfect little wife helped hide the body."
  • No. You couldn't let that happen. So you picked up the pace and jumped your fence. The back door is always open. You slip into the house. The kitchen is silent: no one in sight. Once you make it up the stairs, you're home free!
  • You hear a gruff snore that stops you in your tracks. Dread fills your lungs as you peek into the living room. Your father reclines in his old chair, the TV playing white noise. He's asleep. There's still a chance.
  • You tiptoe behind his chair, being careful not to disturb the sacred recliner. He shifts a few times, making you jump and stop in your tracks, but you finally make it up the stairs. Unnoticed, you rush as quietly as possible into your room. With a deep, relieved breath, you change into your favorite pajamas.
  • As you're hiding the evidence of your late night excursion, your door is pushed open.
  • Dammit. You've been caught.
  • "Look, it's not what you think-" you begin. Your cover up comes to a quick stop when you see the big round blue eyes staring back at you. "Penny? What are you doing?"
  • Your half sister quietly and quickly closes your door and jumps onto your bed. "Where were you? You've been gone for hours, Y/N."
  • "You noticed?"
  • Penny nods, and that feeling of the world collapsing fills you again.
  • "Did Dad?"
  • "He almost did." Penny looks down, fiddling with your blankets. "I kept him away from your room. Told him you were working on all that late homework."
  • "Oh my god, Penny, you are a life-saver!" You trap your sister in a hug, grateful that something good came out of your father's second marriage.
  • "You're going to tell me what you were doing, right?" She watches you expectantly.
  • You were planning to tell her anyway, but you have to be careful. "Okay, you promise- on Justin Timberlake's life- that you won't tell another soul?"
  • Penny nods vigorously, crossing her heart.
  • You grab your bag and open it to show her the contents.
  • "Is that-"
  • "Shhhh!" You cover your sister's mouth before she can say it so loudly. "You have to be quiet."
  • Penny lowers her voice to a whisper. "Where did you get all that money?"
  • You shrug off the question. "Not important."
  • Truth is- it's very important. If you're caught, you could go to Juvey for a very long time.
  • That's what happens when you steal your father's medication and sell it.
  • "This is at least eight hundred dollars, Y/N!" Penny looks at you with worry. "What did you do?"
  • Penny is old enough to know that this much money doesn't come from selling lollipops or doing good deeds.
  • "Like I said, it doesn't matter. I can leave with this."
  • Penny doesn't answer. Which worries you. Usually, the problem is getting her to be quiet. "Why do you have to leave?"
  • "What's wrong, Pen? Aren't you happy? You and your mom and Dad can be a real family without the illegitimate child."
  • "What about me?" Penny demands. You're taken aback by her response. She should be all smiles. Dad won't want you punish you for looking like your mother anymore. Penny and her mom can be the perfect family they always wanted. The "problem child" would be a part of their past. And you would be getting out of a world of hurt that you didn't want to be a part of.
  • "What about you? You'll be happy, Penny."
  • She crosses her arms and stands. "You don't get it, do you?" Penny clenches her fists and starts shouting. "I want you to stay! I don't want you to leave me here!"
  • You can't believe it. "You want me to stay here where I get hit and beat and yelled at all the time? When I'm gone, Dad can have his perfect little family! You'll be happy!"
  • "You don't get it!" Penny screams. "I'm happy now! I want my sister to stay."
  • "That is so selfish!" you hiss quietly. You don't want to wake your father. "You are the perfect daughter, Penny. Dad really only wants you, and I'm not staying here with all this pain when I can leave."
  • "Fine! Leave me here alone with him!"
  • "That's the plan!"
  • "I hate you!" Penny yells, stomping out of your room. "You're not even my real sister!"
  • "Maybe that's a good thing!" you yell back.
  • Penny slams the door in your face, leaving the whole house eerily quiet.
  • "Girls?" Tatiana calls from her room. The noise is muffled through the door. "Penny, what's wrong?"
  • You can hear Penny crying in the hall, and can imagine her running to her mother's open arms. You can't hear what's being said, but you would bet all eight hundred and ninety seven dollars you have that she's spilling all of your secrets. Tatiana will call the police, but not after your dad takes "proper" disciplinary action.
  • You're not about to stick around for that.
  • You throw some extra clothes into your bag, along with your stash of money you made from odd jobs around the neighborhood. You figure that you have at least nine hundred fifty dollars in all. Your secret heap of food goes into the bag next. A bottle of syrup, half a box of nutty bars, and a bag of Cheez-Its. Not the best you could do, but you'll get more once you hit the road.
  • Now... How to get out of the house?
  • You can still hear Penny and her mother talking in the hallway, so that limits your options. The only remaining exit is your second floor window.
  • You could just jump for it, but you'd most likely break a bone or something else that isn't helpful in attaining your goal. You don't have any rope.
  • But you do have seven different blankets on your bed.
  • What? Sometimes you get really cold.
  • You quickly tie them together and throw your makeshift rope out the window. It almost touches the ground.
  • Where to tie it? It barely functions as a rope. You don't feel like trying your chances at a parachute.
  • You decide to secure it to your dresser leg. It's probably sturdy enough to support you.
  • A series of quick knocks sounds from your door, startling you. Tatiana’s concerned voice comes through the hollow wood. "Y/N? Are you getting ready for bed?"
  • "Yeah. Just... brushing my hair."
  • "Oh, okay. Well, Penny is a bit worried about you. Could we talk?"
  • You have to get her out of here. Now. "I'm really tired, Tatiana. Could we talk about this tomorrow?"
  • You can practically hear her thinking it through, trying to be the best stepmom she can be. "Alright, sweetie. Well, goodnight."
  • "Don't let the bedbugs bite," you mutter in relief, her footsteps retreating to her room.
  • You continue with your plan, changing out of your cozy pajamas and throwing them in your bag. Maybe tomorrow when you get to a hotel.
  • You've been planning this escape for years. You know exactly where you're going and just how you're going to get there. You'll travel to a town in the opposite direction of your objective and plant your phone in a hotel room. It would take you a while out of your way, but it would be worth it. Your fake I.D. would definitely come in handy on this trip.
  • Your final destination: Ann Arbor, Michigan. The only lead you have on your mom.
  • And if the whole finding your long lost mother thing doesn't work out, you'll be eighteen in two years. You just have to last that long.
  • "Y/N?"
  • Dad.
  • "Yeah?" You pull on your pajamas as quickly and quietly as you can.
  • "I heard you were yelling at Penny. Is that true?"
  • "I guess," you reply, trying to choose your words carefully without incriminating yourself. "It was a stupid argument."
  • "Penny's crying over something stupid?"
  • Oh crap. Crap, crap, crap.
  • If Penny is still crying, then you are most definitely dead.
  • "Is she?"
  • You throw your bag and all its special contents under your bed right before your father bursts through the door. You couldn't tell before, but he's pissed.
  • "You're going to apologize to Penny, you hear me?" he hisses.
  • Oh, you hear him. If you thought you could get away with it, you would tell him to take his damn apology and shove it. But you are smarter than that. So you say, "Yes, sir."
  • "Why do you always have to mess everything up?" he demands. "Why can't you be good like Penny?"
  • You just can't keep your mouth shut. "You mean why did you meet my mom before you met Tatiana?" you ask viciously. "Why was I born at all?"
  • "Shut up, you little bitch!" A sting explodes across your face, sending you to the floor. "Your mother was a slut, and if she hadn't run off and left you, you would be out of my hair!"
  • You can see Penny peeking into your room. The shock and horror written on her face is clear to see, but you think you notice something else. Something more sinister.
  • There's some relief on her face, too. Like she's thinking, I'm glad it's not me. You deserve this, though. Don't you, Y/N? Selling drugs? Running away? You know that he's right.
  • Your father kicks you in your gut, making you want to vomit. You think you might if he does it again. He grabs your hair, yelling more insults, but you aren't listening anymore. He bangs your head on the floor, and the pain explodes across your skull. He does it again.
  • And again.
  • “Leave me alone!” you scream. “Get away from me, you douchebag!”
  • “I’m what?” he cries just as loudly. “I’m what?”
  • You climb to your feet, pain radiating through your body, but you refuse to back down. “You. Are. A. Douchebag!”
  • He smacks you one more time, and continues kicking your gut. Finally, finally your vision goes black, and you lose consciousness.
  • --$--
  • You feel like you've been floating for days. Maybe you have been. Maybe you're still unconscious.
  • Maybe he finally killed you.
  • That can't be right. You feel something on your leg- something wet, sticky.
  • You peel your eyes open, expecting to wake up in a hospital bed. Expecting pain.
  • Both are suspiciously missing.
  • In their place is a grassy floor and that sticky wet feeling on your leg.
  • You turn into your back to see a group of boys at your feet. This weakens your senses and you sit up with a jerk.
  • "What do we do?" one of the boys mutters.
  • "She just appeared-"
  • "-out of thin air-"
  • "-like magic."
  • A crude looking blond with a heavy looking club parts the crowd like he's the one in charge. "Quiet! We take her to Pan."
  • "Whoa." You aren't about to be quiet and do what they say. "You're not taking me anywhere."
  • The blond smiles. "We've got a feisty one, boys!"
  • The boys erupt in laughter, and more sticky wet stuff lands on your leg. You pull your legs away from the crowd, and finally see what's there. It's syrup. Like maple syrup and pancakes. Without the pancakes.
  • That's when you see a little boy with a bottle of syrup. Your bottle of syrup.
  • A few boys are rummaging through your bag, throwing your stuff all over the sand. Your money flies through the wind.
  • "Hey!" you shout, grabbing your bag and as much of your stuff as you can. "That's mine!"
  • One of the boys has a bra around his head, and two more are finishing off your nutty bars.
  • That's it. No one steals your nutty bars.
  • "Leave me the hell alone!" you scream. You pull yourself onto your feet and stand as tall as you possibly can. You're barely at eye level with most of them. "I'm not going anywhere with you, and if you think otherwise, you're delusional."
  • The boys stare at you for a minute. The blond steps in, getting in your face and yanking your bag out of your hands. "You'll do whatever we want you to. And this is mine now."
  • He's bigger than you and he's got an army made of teenage boys. He can probably outfight you, and even if you can get away-
  • Well, figuring out where you are and how to leave isn't the problem at hand.
  • So you do the only thing you can think to do. You drive your knee into his groin and take off in the other direction.
  • The other boys have no idea what to do, and you're long gone before you hear the blond yelling at his lackeys.
  • Douchebag.
  • You don't stop running until you see a huge bush and don't think twice before diving into it. A thorny vine sticks you, and it takes all you have to not gasp in pain.
  • This isn't the worst pain you've been through. You will survive.
  • "Where'd she go?" a boy yells, stamping into the area.
  • "I thought you had eyes on her?"
  • "No, you did!"
  • They run away bickering about who's responsible for you.
  • You use the quiet time to take stock of your situation. If you wait it out long enough, you should be able to make it out of this forest and find a main road.
  • You don't even stop to think about those weird boys and their strange clothing and old fashioned weapons. Or the fact that they have weapons at all.
  • For the time being, you're alive and free. The first step to survival.