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“Hum.”

I smile nervously. I had honestly no idea pictures of myself were in there – heck, I hope Gharial didn’t paste the wrong ones into it – which leaves me a bit breathless for a while.

Elysae recognized me with ease, obviously. I wonder whether she’s already opened this book before. Maybe… maybe she already knew my face. Maybe that’s the reason why she did not try to avoid or attack me when we met?

She eventually resumes looking through the next pages. As I expected, I can’t see any picture of Gharial. He didn’t like his own face on the photos. There are many volcanic landscapes instead, each of them being an area I used to wander in, so long ago…

And here’s another young me. Was I this Crimson’s only living source of inspiration when it came to photography? Oh gods. What a bad boy I looked like, with that damn cigarette in my mouth. Although I can’t deny it makes me smile to see my past self after so many decades and to realize how much I’ve changed.

There’s even a pic of our Rajang friend. Heh, I can remember he was quite the funny guy. He was actually the one who encouraged me to confess my feelings to Luna, about a century ago… I wonder what he’s become now. Not only isn’t he an Elder Dragon; but like Gharial, he didn’t get along well with Hunters.

Suddenly, as she flips one sheet, a photo that wasn’t well stuck inside slides out and falls on the floor. I reach for it, take it cautiously, wondering about what it can be depicting.

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anonymous asked:

"I doNT HAVE A CRUSH ON ADRIEN!" he yelled, face flushed.

“I DON’T HAVE A CRUSH ON ADRIEN!” He yelled, face flushed.

“Then why are you staring at the photos on my wall Chat Noir?” Marinette giggled.

“Believe me that is not why I’m staring,” Chat muttered avoiding Marinette’s gaze.

“It’s okay Chat I don’t care.” Marinette smiled assuredly. Chat knit his brows together and tilted his head curiously to the side.

“You don’t care about what?” Chat asked hesitantly. Marinette smiled as she turned back to gaze at the photos on her wall.

“I don’t care that you’re gay,” Marinette said casually. Chat nearly choked on his own tongue as he coughed uncontrollably.

“I’m WHAT?!” Chat squeaked. Marinette jumped glancing back at Chat suddenly alarmed by his tone.

“It’s okay Chat Noir, I mean I kind of like that you’re gay, it makes it easier to talk to you,” Marinette explained.

“Marinette I’m not gay!”Chat’s voice rose an octave. Marinette’s cheeks flushed bright red, her jaw going slack as she stared at him, eyes wide.

“You-you-you’re not?” She stuttered.

“No!” Chat said indignantly. Marinette wrapped her arms tightly around herself as she opened and closed her mouth floundering for words.

“I- You- but you- and- Oh my gosh!! I changed in front of you!!!!” Marinette shrieked.

Originally posted by riverdales-daily

Can we talk about this moment right here? Look how happy she is! Her eyes light up, her face is shining, she’s smiling with the realization that she finally has something good in her life and she’s so darn grateful for it! She- Betty Cooper - whose life sucked big-time - the boy she was crushing on broke her heart, her dad was acting crazy, her controlling mom is totally out of control, her sister who she loves more than anyone was confined to a home and is now pregnant, hurt and missing! Add to that her own battle with anxiety and the pressure of school. It’s hard enough for an adult, forget a teen! In all of this mess, it’s a miracle she can smile at all, let alone beam like the light of a million suns! And Jughead Jones, ladies and gentleman, is responsible for that look on her face!

She’s over the moon that she finally has someone she likes who likes her back! Someone that makes her feel protected, supported, wanted, loved. Someone who will always have her back, someone who’s her clarity and someone that puts her first! Don’t you think this sweet, kind, beautiful cupcake deserves that?

Don’t you think THIS tortured, troubled cinnamon bun deserves to smile like this all the time?

Originally posted by erinkalsman

Don’t you think these two adorable, precious puppies deserve to be happy above anything else?  

Originally posted by 140598

THE LETTER WAS FOR SAKURA’S BIRTHDAY OMG

“Naruto’s and Hinata’s wedding is set during the japanese holiday called  ‘Hanami’ > (Just see the environment at the wedding, it’s full of cherry blossoms, ) the start of spring in Japan is in March 28th, AND Sakura’s birthday is on March 28th,
I’m 90% sure Sasuke did congratulate her bc of that
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Hey, it doesn’t fit at all that Sakura blushes only because he sent a letter to Naruto?, but it does fit she blushed and Sasuke smiled because he sent this letter in order to cheer and congratulate Sakura due to her birthday. If it was for Naruto, the letter would be sended directly at him.”

it explains everything why Sakura blushed after seeing Sasuke’s message  ಥ⌣ಥ


thanks to dragneelucy 💖

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Seven Day Challenge Chapter 2, a Walking Dead fanfic | FanFiction
It's night one of Rosita's Challenge. Friends are reunited, secrets are shared, and our favorite couple may have a surprise or two up their sleeve...

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Michonne relaxed into the mattress, rolling slightly to her side to take in the ebon capped head of the baby boy beside her. She reached out gingerly for him, tracing his soft round cheeks.

“You look just like your dad,” she smiled at Hershel’s cherubic face, Glenn’s smiling expression dancing in her mind’s eye.

“He does, doesn’t he?” Maggie entered the bedroom silently, smiling from the doorway.

“You’re in there too,” Michonne glanced up at her. “He has your mouth.”

Maggie laughed, joining her on the bed. “He’s mostly his daddy,” she bent to kiss her son. Hershel reached for her, curling his hand around his mother’s proffered finger. Michonne watched the two interact for a moment. Maggie tilted her head, regarding her curiously. “As happy as I am to see you…” she began.

“You’re wondering why I’m here?” Michonne grinned. She’d counted on Maggie asking hours ago.


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Family

@inukag-week Day Four: Family 

I know I’m a lameass by titling these things after the prompt word but I’m too lazy to think of anything else lmao


Hands tucked into his sleeves and releasing a wide yawn as he casually strolled into the kitchen, Inuyasha was greeted with the sight of Kagome’s mom humming a jovial little tune while she stirred a pot at the stove a green herb. A discreet sniff told him it was rosemary. He watched curiously as she spooned up a small amount and took a delicate sip, frowning in contemplation, and then finally seemed to notice him hovering nearby and watching.

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Thirty minutes later, the doorbell rang. Fleur went to check who it was and she smiled as soon as she saw her cousin. She opened the door for him and gave him a hug. They were very close with each other, he was a very good friend to her and she was thankful for that, since she didn’t have many friends at school.

As soon as Calum saw Dominic he went closer to him and grabbed him by his leg. “Dominic! Wanna check out my new video game? It’s so cool! We have to play, I wanna show you what I did!”

Dominic laughed. “Sure kiddo!”

“No way, Calum! Go finish your homework!”

“Ugh Fleur, why do you have to be such a pain in the ass?! I’ll do it later, Dom is here now!”

anonymous asked:

How does Nina make you feel?

The first hello exchanged between us had me nervous but confident. My voice was shaky and I was upset that day. Throughout the days spent talking to her almost everyday on FaceTime I grew to not be nervous but to feel motivated and happiness. A connection between us flourished and talking to her felt so easy, words poured out of my mouth like a river after a storm. It was easy with her. It still is. I began to love her and I knew she loved me back. Falling in love with a girl who loves you back could not be described. I could write a novel about it and not fully comprehend how being mutually in love feels. She makes me feel like I have a home and a someone who’s always looking out for me. I have a soul mate that I can always count on and who I imagine spending forever with. She smiles and my whole body tenses and as cheesy as this sounds my heart skips a beat. Her smile brings out the best in me. She makes me feel important and worth something more than I may feel on off days. I could keep going but I think you guys get an understanding that this girl makes me feel beautiful, inside & out.

Rogue One Team Tattoos

Jyn- Three stars on her collarbone/ They represent each member of her family and remind her of where she came from as well as who she fights for. (after scariff she adds 5 new stars for each member of the rogue One. If you ask her about them, she simply smiles)

Cassian- His mothers name in Festian on his hip / He left her so young, he wants to make sure he’ll never forget her. He fights for her name. Whenever he feels like he can’t keep going, her name will for him.

Chirrut- Bazes face on his shoulder blade 👍🏻/ he thinks it’s a kyber crystal (baze: is amused)

Baze- Chirruts name on the back of his neck/ Chirrut has been the only constant in his life. He knows that Chirrut always has back. Whether it’s literal or not, Chirrut is right behind him.

Bodhi- A sand dune on his ankle- He lost his family on Jedha. His whole home planet was destroyed. He wanted a piece of it to be with him in every step he takes

After Scariff they all get a matching tattoo on their wrists that read:
RI- 0 BBY Hope

That’s the date of the battle on Scariff


BONUS: k-2so’s imperial symbol gets painted over with a rebel one

anonymous asked:

imagine lexa making clarke cum like 3 more times than usual and then getting out of bed because she and clarke have to go to a meeting. clarke doesnt move because she's still catching her breath and lexa gives her a half smile while she's pulling her pants back on and clarke says "don't look so smug" then lexa says even more smugly "believe me i'm used to incapacitating people" and then clarke throws a pillow at her

this was,,,, unexpected

Coffee

Riley Matthews was standing behind the counter at her mothers bakery, Topangas. She had her usual late Thursday shift and was just about to head home to study for college when the bell dinged. Sighing she masked a big smile and watched the tall, tan man walk towards her.

‘Hi, so sorry I saw you were about to close but I was wondering if I could have some water. My car has broken down and I’m gonna have to walk a little while home.’ He breathed and Riley’s heart panged at his voice.

'Don’t worry it’s not a problem I’ll grab you some water. Is there anything I can do to help you with your car?’ She questioned and his face fell a fraction before lifting back up again.

'Sadly no, the insurance company won’t be here till tomorrow and I don’t have enough money on me for a cab.’ He sighed and she saw his jaw clench slightly.

'Where do you live.’ She uttered without much thinking and the man was taken back by her question.

'Uhh Chelsea area. So very far from Greenwich.’ He retorted and a small smirk lay on her face.

'Well lucky for you my best friend lives in Chelsea and I’m going to visit her. I’ll give you a lift free of charge.’ She offered and he went to decline but she stopped him.

'Nope you are getting in the car with me whether you like it or not.’ She proclaimed and he relief over took his face.

'I’m Lucas.’

'I love it.’ She muttered and instantly internally slapped herself.

'I mean I’m Riley, Riley Matthews. Now let’s go cowboy.’ She followed closely behind him out of the bakery quickly closing up and smiling to herself.

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'Riley it’s been two weeks since you’ve seen him and you still won’t shut up. Why don’t you just head to his house and knock on his door or something.’ Maya complained and Riley rolled her eyes at her friends dramatic behaviour.

'Because Maya you don’t just do that. It’s weird. The universe will work it out.’

'Yeah well the universe is taking its time.’ She bit back and Riley walked away from the orange couch and back to her station behind the counter.

Just as she got there a little girl with bouncing blonde locks ran into the café. She stopped when she saw Riley standing there working and gave her a wide smile which Riley returned.

'I’m tylah, I know it’s a boy name but my daddy liked it.’ She yelled and Riley smiled.

'I’m Riley, I know it’s usually a boys name but my mummy and daddy like it.’ She returned and the girl laughed.

'My mummy passed away when I was born. It’s ok though cause I’ve gots daddy and now I’m a big 4 year old.’ She beamed and Riley smiled at her happiness and innocence.

'Well where’s daddy now.’ Riley asked and the little girl pointed to the door, there walking in the bakery was Lucas, her Lucas.

'Hi Lucas, I got you a present her name is Tylah. ’ she joked picking the little girl up and handed her to a slightly Confused.

'Daddy can I go look at her art.’ Tylah asked and Lucas was about to decline when Riley stopped him and whispered to Maya to play nice. Lucas nodded his head at his daughter and she scurried off towards Maya and her art.

'Look Riley about not calling you. It’s just always hard with a daughter and her mum and-’ he was ranting but Riley put her finger to his lips.

'Hey Lucas don’t worry. I get it.’ She whispered and he breathed a sigh of relief.

'I don’t think you do. I was wondering if you want to go on a date. I’m ready and I couldn’t pass up a date with you.’ He uttered and Riley pecked his cheek with a kiss.

'Anytime you want.’

On Tuesday I went to healthy cooking school. It’s a demo they do once a year sponsored by the local Agriculture extension agents. I get continuing education credit for it but anyone can attend. It’s not daycare specific. It’s family oriented. A couple hundred folks from around the county were there. They had vendor tables with samples and recipes. As I was in line for the table that had fudge, I saw a lady walk in that I recognized very well. She was my youth leader at church when I was a teenager. She put up with so much crap from me. We were close. I haven’t seen her in probably a decade. We’re Facebook friends but we don’t talk really.

I left my spot in line and walked up to her and called her name and she smiled really big and hugged me tight and said “I am so proud of you.” And that meant a lot. Because in a lot of ways I’ve felt like my adult life has been a letdown considering the big plans I had as a kid. It didn’t turn out the way I planned by any means but I feel like it turned out just fine.

As we were leaving she was telling me I was smart for having kids that I can give back at the end of the day and that can’t drive to your house at midnight. “That WAS NOT me!”

And it wasn’t. And we laughed. “Speaking of Lisa [it was her], she’s doing karate with me.” And we laughed some more. Then we went our separate ways. Who knows when I’ll see her again. But hearing that she’s proud of me made my week. It made my adult life really.