tell me if it works better now

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A few days after Kian and Sophia returned home, it was time for him to go back to work. He had missed several weeks already and didn’t want his absence to begin to draw attention. If he didn’t go back to work soon, the Mayor would begin asking deeper questions about his whereabouts which would cause them all a heap of problems.

“Okay, I’m ready to go,” Sophia told him, as she finished buckling her boots. “And we better leave soon, or you’ll be late.”

“You’re not coming with me.”

“I most certainly am.”

“Sophia….”

“Just because you’ve regained control of yourself now doesn’t mean you can tell me what to do. I’m coming with you.”

“No, you’re not. I have enough to deal with today without worrying about you being there.”

“I know you have a lot to do and I can help,” she replied, giving him a stern look. “Before this whole thing started I came with you every day if you’ll remember. And I plan to do the same now.”

“You’re being very stubborn and I don’t have time to argue with you right now. Just stay here until I get back.”

“No.”

“No?”

“That’s right. I can help and you know it. Besides, we’ve been apart for weeks and I spent the entire time worrying about you so I’m not going to be left behind.”

At her words, Kian’s mood immediately softened and he smiled over at her affectionately. Since she had turned, she had become incredibly obstinate, which sometimes drove him crazy. But deep down he knew she only got that way when something was important to her, “Ah, so part of your motivation is having my company?” 

“Of course, it is. And there is still a lot we need to figure out regarding The Republic and what they are up to and I can help. I want to help. So put your stubbornness aside and just agree.”

“Alright, you win,” he replied, kissing her on the cheek. “You can come. But you must listen to me while we’re there. We have to be careful while we gather information and I don’t want you to get hurt.”

“I’ll listen to you, I promise. I only want to come with you and help, the how is still up to you, as always.”

“Good. Then grab the rest of your things and let’s go.”

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HEY IT’S A (really late) VALENTINE’S DAY SEQUEL TO THIS! You should really look at that to understand what’s going on, but as a quick backstory to this, Adrien found out the scarf he thought his dad gave him was from Marinette, it upset him too much so he gave it back to her.

And then I hated that it was just angst so I made this to make up for it? What started as a one page thing turned into a too-many-pages thing. Hence being like… 2 weeks later for V-day. Oh well! Enjoy!

Also, as for what Marinette actually got Adrien…

Things I loved about Beauty and the Beast
  • Diversity slapped me in face and I welcomed it with open arms
  • The enchantress didn’t curse an 11 year old who obviously knew stranger danger
  • He was an actual douche bag who deserved to be cursed
  • Belle’s blue dress
  • “You’re library makes our small corner of the world seem big”
  • “But she’s so well read and your so… athletically inclined.”
  •  I want that music box. TAKE MY MONEY DISNEY
  • Belle Doing laundry
  • Belle teaching the little girl to read
  • I love that it’s eternally winter there that just seems really cool to me

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“She wasn’t naming things like other children her age. She wasn’t pointing at things. She would never respond when we tried to correct her. Often small things would upset her, and we’d try to comfort her, but nothing worked. All I wanted to do was tell her that I loved her and everything would be ‘ok.’ But she would push away if I tried to hug or kiss her. She was my little girl but I couldn’t even hold her. All I ever did was worry about her. We go to a therapist twice a week now, and things are getting better. Everything began to change a few months ago. She pulled me by the hand one morning to show me what she found. And sometimes she looks at me and listens. She’s the first one to wake up in the morning, and she’ll come to the side of the bed, and ask to lie next to us. And she even loves to get hugs and kisses.”

(Buenos Aires, Argentina)

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Hi all! Sorry I’ve been gone for awhile D: it’s been spring break and I haven’t really had work, and I needed some time off from responsibility. Here’s my spread from right before spring break, so you can see some college related stuff on there. I’ve gotten some asks about where I’m headed for university…but I think I’m going to keep that a secret for now. I think other studyblrs I’m following aren’t telling their followers where they’re going, and it’s probably better for my privacy and all that. Hope you understand! <3 Have a great week~

Link to Plan with Me for this spread: https://youtu.be/Ge8_wSFCOcY

  • You: X would make a better Black Paladin than Y!
  • Me: Okay but consider this -- there is no new Black Paladin. This would make for a more interesting narrative because 1) they can no longer form Voltron to face the new threat from Lotor, and 2) all of them will have opportunities to show leadership depending on each situation. Their teamwork will strengthen in the absence of Shiro because the paladins were relying on him too much. Now they can flourish as individuals and they'll have to work together without Shiro telling them to, and Allura can still be the team leader, laser the shit out of things with the Castle, and make wormholes because those are kind of important. The paladins would probably look to her for more guidance than they did before, then they slowly learn to be more responsible so she's not overworking herself. There is a lot of Team Bonding and Friendship. At some point Shiro comes back after his mental health vacation and he's very proud of everyone for their character growth and because now they can all support each other better. You don't need to pilot a lion to develop leadership skills. Dreamworks please hire me.
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Karasuno parental unit at their best.

2nd years are in their rebel phase and just keep on tormenting uncle Asahi when no one is looking

erianka said to i-like-to-look-at-your-back:

Pallette 46 pls~ 8D And the word ‘Blueberry Mint’! (could you draw some more Daisuga >w<? I swear, you draw the most adorable Daisuga) Thank you!

perd-son-temps said to i-like-to-look-at-your-back:

palette 55 and… Hum…. Plane ! ^^

Day Thirty (Jimin angst)

Request: “Jimin is the reader’s husband and he asks a divorce. Reader asks for a month to spend with him and promises to let him go after that” - from anon

Originally posted by suga-com

Word count: 6.3k

Genre: Angst


Day one

“Please,” you begged. You were on your knees, clinging to him pathetically. It felt like he was stealing the future from you. There was no hope left it your body. You needed to stop him. He was pulling your whole world out from under your feet.

“Don’t make this harder than it needs to be,” he said.

“Who is she?” you asked, your voice distraught.

“It doesn’t matter.” His voice caught a little this time, as though he was finally getting upset.

“Jimin, please, please, I love you so much,” you pleaded. You held him tighter, like that would somehow hold your marriage together. But you could tell that his mind was made up. You were powerless.

“Please let go of me,” he said. You looked up at him. His eyes were closed. He couldn’t look at you.

“I’m your wife,” you said, your voice laced with desperation. “Don’t I get a say? Why do you get to decide that it’s over?”

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anonymous asked:

hey tori i was watching ur most recent cool speedpaint (the dimlole mob one) and i didnt quite catch how u did the white border thing?? like when the outer side of the lineart is white?

WHAT A GOOD QUESTION ANON

gather round children let me tell you

SO you take your magic wand tool and put the selection mode on ruff

now its gonna go a bit over whatever youre selecting like dis

(i usually select the lineart, u can mash all the color layers together if that works better, or mash ALL in one, whatever youre into. also u gotta click precisely, or it just selects the entire image. alsox2,  it just needs to be the outline so dont like select the lines around the mouth why would you do that)

now this works, but if its too thin for you we have this bad boy

and you just mash that for as long as you like

(as you can see this really isnt perfect, it gets kinda pixelly)

then you just. make a layer under your colors and fill it in with whatever color u want as an outline

AND THERE YOU GO

anonymous asked:

Also....I have one more. What about assassin andrew being sent to kill neil but falls in love instead au ❤❤❤

Mostly, Andrew Minyard slits his marks’ throats. One clean slice on the side, a severed carotid artery, blood flow to the brain cut off. A quick death. Not out of mercy, but out of necessity—cutting major veins is too messy, and severing a windpipe is too slow.

So Andrew Minyard goes for the carotid arteries. Mostly.

Neil turns to the next page in the folder. Some of Minyard’s earlier victims were strangled to death. A few have been shot, though likely as a last resort—police reports mention signs of a struggle, bullets in the back of the head like they were trying to get away.

Well, “victims” is a subjective term. Implies faultlessness. Innocence. Andrew Minyard’s victims are never faultless or innocent. Before the Moriyamas hired him, Andrew Minyard operated like a vicious Robin Hood, or a Batman-for-pay, taking relatively small fees to rid real victims of their abusers.

And now he’s after Neil.

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The Only Exception

MASTERLIST

Requested: no but a little angst never hurt anyone. also shoutout to Emily for being awesome. 

Word count: 3,001

Shawn was the kind of guy that on the outside seemed like such an innocent boy, but those who actually knew him, knew that was the biggest fake facade you could ever come across. 

I couldn’t count how many girls he had slept with only using my ten fingers. I couldn’t keep up on the names of the girls that had walked out of our front door after a night out and I surely couldn’t keep track on how many girls, he snuck in late at night when he thought I was sleeping. 

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My All-Time Top Ten Favourite Fanfics

I’ve thought about doing this list for quite a while now. Let me tell you why. 

Being part of a fandom is, for the most part, quite awesome. However, being a fanfic writer can be quite daunting and discouraging, especially if you don’t get the feedback you’re looking for. As a writer myself, I just want to spread the love and point people towards some amazing, amazing works I’ve loved and have been inspired by since I was a mere thirteen year-old discovering ff.net for the first time. I really, really hope you guys check these stories out. In my humble opinion, they are even better than some original novels that have been published over the years. (*cough* Twilight *cough*) 

At the end of the post, I’ve tagged TEN people here on Tumblr. I hope these people who are tagged will share ten of their all-time favourite fics and tag ten more people, and hopefully, we can keep this whole ‘support for fanfic authors’ thing going for a while yet. Fingers crossed! :) 

Originally posted by applekisses

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1. The Life and Times (Harry Potter) by Jewels5 ( @itreallyatemyhand ) - The story of James and Lily’s sixth and seventh year at Hogwarts, and how they fall in love. This fic remains THE fic for me; it is practically canon in my mind.  If you’re a long-time Harry Potter fanfic reader, you’d probably have heard of TLAT. This fic has its own fandom, for God’s sake. (It’s even been mentioned in a Buzzfeed article? Whattt?) But if you haven’t heard of it, START READING IT NOW. I can’t gush enough about how well-plotted and well written this story is. It has inspired my own writing throughout the years and I’ve reread it more than five times. It physically pains me that it might never be finished, but don’t let this stop you from enjoying these 36 chapters. They will make you laugh, they will make you cry, they will make you fall in love, and trust me when I say - you won’t ever be disappointed. I still come back to this story every now and then, and every time, I fall in love with it a little bit more. - Multi-chapter on ff.net

2. The Queen Susan in Tashbaan, Part 2 of the Stone Gryphon (Narnia) by @rthstewart - The Pevensies aiding the British war effort in WWII. If you’re a history lover and a Narnia fan, you MUST read this story. The amount of history woven into this series is simply awe-inspiring. The plot still floors me, even after all these years. And the characters - both the canon ones and the original ones - are written and expanded so beautifully. Not only that, there is a lot of heart to this story and a very real, very palpable sense of bittersweetness to everything. - Multi-chapter on AO3

3. A Sea of Golden Sand (Narnia) by Andi Horton - The events of “The Horse and His Boy” through the perspectives of the Pevensies. This is everything - I repeat - EVERYTHING you’d want from a Golden-Age Narnia fic. This story chronicles the events leading up to the final battle at Anvard, from Rabadash’s visit to Narnia to Aravis and Shasta coming to Archenland. It is incredibly, incredibly well-written, filled with humour, heart, and amazing characters. And although it was published in 2007, most stories in the Narnia fandom don’t even come close to this level of badassery! Edmund, one of my favourite characters ever, is pretty much swoon-worthy in this. I’m legitimately in love with this version of Edmund. - Multi-chapter on ff.net

4. Troubles Melt Like Lemon Drops (Narnia) by Francienyc - The Pevensies navigating life in England after they’re not allowed to go back to Narnia. Lots of sibling bonding in this one, but by God, the simplicity and the subtleness of their pain! It has been years, but I still think of this fic every once in a while, and it still chokes me up a little. - One-shot on ff.net

5. Hung Out to Dry (Narnia) by @rthstewart - Jill/Eustace but with an angsty, heartbreaking twist. Despite how short it is, it is still one of my favourite things I’ve ever read. The aesthetics, the silences, the unrequited love - this story has it all. Every time I read it, I find myself still getting emotional by the simplest of sentences. In short, just exquisite. - One-shot on AO3

6. Fools (Harry Potter) by lyin’ ( @thegirlwholied ) - The First Order of the Phoenix, with the Marauders, the Prewett twins, and Marlene Mckinnon. I remember crying my eyes out the first time I read this story, years and years ago. Yes, there are a ton of First Order fics out there. But please trust me when I say - none of them is quite like this one. This story will undoubtedly shatter you, but in the best of ways. - Multi-chapter on AO3

7. In Their Autumn Beauty (Harry Potter) by lyin’ ( @thegirlwholied ) - The teenagers of the First Order of the Phoenix as seen through the eyes of the much older, much more jaded Dorcas Meadowes. This story is only 2,000 words long, but it has stayed with me for years and years. It is so, so beautiful. Please. Just read it. I beg you. It’ll take you only ten minutes, maybe. You won’t regret it. - One-shot on ff.net

8. Joy in the Mourning (Narnia) by Andi Horton - The Pevensies during the Blitz in London, after they’re not allowed to go back to Narnia. I also remember crying when I first read this. (Yes, there really is a pattern here; I do cry a lot.) This story really captures what the Narnia books are about: finding joy and hope amidst despair. - One-shot on ff.net

9. The Death of Kings (A Song of Ice and Fire) by La Reine Noire  ( @poorshadowspaintedqueens ) - The events leading up to and of Robert’s Rebellion through the perspectives of the Dead Ladies Club, primarily Lyanna Stark, Ashara Dayne, and Elia Martell. Usually, I’m not a fan of fics about Robert’s Rebellion; I find most authors’ take of the events hard to believe and the characters not well fleshed out. This story, however, is EPIC and SO well-written, you’d think it was canon while you’re reading it! I cried buckets at the end, of course. If you’re a fan of the ASOIAF books, definitely give this one a try. - Multi-chapter on AO3

10. Corellian Gin (Rogue One) by guineapiggie ( @ruby-red-inky-blue ) - Jyn/Cassian surviving Scariff, with bits told through the eyes of Bodhi. Of course, I had to squeeze in a Rogue One fic somehow, but I really had a hard time choosing ONE story from my old writing partner, guineapiggie. I nearly chose “The World Through A Scope”“Beinahe”, or something from the series that we wrote together (”Happy Endings”/ “Where’s My Love?”), but I settled on this one instead because it is one of the first Rogue One fics I read that made me tear up. I LOVE a bit of well-written romantic angst, and this story has it in spades. - One-shot on AO3

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HONOURABLE MENTIONS (because I can’t quite help myself):

Harry Potter - Anything by lyin’ ( @thegirlwholied ), especially Brackets (Sirius/Marlene), Stray Thought (Sirius/Marlene), and the No, Nay, Never series (the First Order of the Phoenix). 

Narnia - Firstly, anything by Andi Horton, especially King’s Champion (Edmund-centric) and The Better Part (Pevensies bonding). Secondly, The Delight of My Eyes (Aravis/Shasta) by Francienyc. And lastly, Rat and Sword Go To War (Pevensies in WWII) by @rthstewart , as well as the rest of her The Stone Gryphon series. 

Rogue One - Resistance is Built On Hope (WWII AU) by ChronicOlicity, Floating, Sinking (fix-it fic) by @shu-of-the-wind, the violet hour (Jyn/Cassian modern au) by caramelle or @mellamymake, the road that sets into the sun (a beautiful Jyn/Cassian in the SW Legends-verse) by lyin’ ( @thegirlwholied ), and all the angsty Jyn/Cassian stories by guineapiggie ( @ruby-red-inky-blue ). 

Originally posted by jpaddey

TAGS: Now, to join me in this venture of spreading fanfic love (yes, I’m perfectly aware of how weird that sounds), I’d like to invite these ten awesome individuals who I have interacted with here or on AO3: @ruby-red-inky-blue, @operaticspacetrash, @yavemiel, @rxbxlcaptain, @rapha-senna, @thenewleeland, @pingou7, @jeroncassianandor, @lclrgsl and @rebelcaptainfics. And don’t worry! You guys don’t have to write these long reviews for each of your recommendation like I did; I was simply bored and overzealous! :) 

If you’re not tagged, but have seen this on your dash and want to jump in on the action, please feel free to make your own list and tag ten more people. Let’s show appreciation for fanfic writers who put so much work and time into writing these stories we love so much! <3 

‘partners in crime’ sentence starters

Send one to see how my muse reacts. 

Trigger Warnings: violence, death, criminal activity

  • “I can’t believe we stole a car.”
  • “My ID guy can get us in.”
  • “Remember – trust no one.”
  • “You owe everything you’ve got to me. Never forget that.”
  • “You and me, we’re partners, right?”
  • “Did you get the money?”
  • “Cops are coming to pick me up for questioning. My bet is, you’re next.”
  • “We better lay low for awhile.”
  • “Just act natural.”
  • “The cops will probably talk to us. Play it cool, and we’ll be fine.”
  • “I think we’ll be okay. They can’t prove anything.”
  • “No matter what they threaten to do to me, don’t tell them anything.”
  • “Let me take the fall. You’ve worked too hard to go to jail now.”
  • “I’d NEVER rat you out! The cops were just trying to get under your skin.”
  • “What do you think? You trust them?”
  • “I remember when you still had rules. When you still had limits.”
  • “This isn’t just about money.”
  • “I won’t survive jail!”
  • “One day we’ll be rich, and we won’t have to do this anymore.”
  • “It will be so nice to be in a country where we can’t get thrown in jail at any moment.”
  • “I think every person in America would like to see us dead.”
  • “No. No! We are NOT going to jail now! We’ve worked too hard!”
  • “Shut up and keep digging.”
  • “We need money, stat. You got a gun?”
  • “God, could you get them to stop screaming?”
  • “Shoot me. It’ll make them trust you.”
  • “Okay, last resort – we kill him and dump the body, then get the fuck out of Dodge.”
  • “We can’t hide forever. Our faces are on every news network in America.”
  • “We split the profits, 50/50. What do you say?”
  • “Where have you been?! I was worried the cops got to you!”
  • “You clean up the blood, I’ll start burning the body.”
  • “There’s no escaping this, you know. We’re in too deep.”
  • “Tell them the whole thing was my idea.”
  • “Make no mistake – we’re partners, but I’m in charge. Not you.”
  • “What we need are entirely new identities.”
  • “I don’t become involved with my partners. It over-complicates things.”
  • “Don’t you think we’re a bit old for this Bonnie and Clyde business?”
  • “I don’t trust any of them. Just you.”
  • “God, what’s happened to us?”
  • “Retirement? Yeah, we’re probably not gonna live long enough for that to be an issue.”
  • “Keep your head down. Last thing we need is to get recognized.”
  • “I’ll cover for you.”
  • “Run. I’ll catch up.”
  • “Jesus Christ, we’re like a bad murder ballad.”
  • “Don’t worry. I’m not going to leave you. You and I are partners – until the end.”

so, I wanna address something.

I feel like a lot of people aren’t sure how to deal with people who are psychotic who experience delusions and hallucinations, and don’t know that those delusions or hallucinations aren’t real.

so here’s what I, a psychotic, find most helpful when I’m having a psychotic episode. note that this is geared towards delusions or hallucinations that are frightening the person, not delusions of grandeur and the like.

  1. don’t tell me it’s not real. telling me it’s not real isn’t helpful–my mind is utterly convinced that this hallucination or delusion is real. telling me it’s not will result in, best case scenario, a lot of frustration for you, and in worst case scenario, me freaking out even more and potentially trying to hurt myself.
  2. don’t reinforce the delusions. agreeing there’s a demon in the house or telling me what I need to do to get rid of it is reinforcing the delusion and giving it power, not helping it to go away. don’t play into the delusion either–don’t insert yourself and insist you have magical powers to vanquish the demon, for instance. this will not help. it is my delusion or hallucination, and you do not control it, and trying to is not going to help in the slightest.
  3. ask me what I need to do to feel better. “what would help you to feel better right now?” if I know, I’ll tell you. it might be something ridiculous that’s going to take a lot of cleanup, like pouring salt on the carpet in front of my doorway. let me do it anyway. I need to do it in order to make myself feel better and safe, which is the primary goal in helping someone who’s undergoing a psychotic episode.
  4. if I don’t know what will help, try and just tell me that I’m safe, and that nothing can hurt me while you’re with me. this usually works for me. it may not work for others, but it’s always worth a shot. if you have permission, try touching the person or holding their hand, as this can be a way of grounding them to reality.
  5. if you can and are willing, help me do the thing I think is necessary to stop the monster or whatever from getting me. if I need to salt every doorway in the house, grab some salt and start pouring. yes, it’s going to take a while to clean up, but it’s better than me hurting myself or being paranoid and upset for hours on end.

that’s all that I can really suggest right now. if anyone wants to reblog and add to this, ways that they’ve helped psychotic friends or things that they’ve been told by a psychotic person will help, or things that you as a psychotic person find helpful, please feel free.

I had many fascinating and enjoyable phone calls about the books while he was writing them–the phone would ring: ‘Listen to this’, and he would read a passage he was particularly pleased with, and I could see why; or 'I’m not sure what should happen now’ and he would tell me the plot up to that moment, and we’d talk about its possible direction.  Then he’d say 'Right, I know what happens now.'  The call was finished, and I’d hear no more, but when I read the final text there’d never be even an echo of our conversation: something had struck him from a completely different direction and was better than anything we’d discussed during that call.  Genius.

I miss those calls, his company, his humour, and his erudition, but we have his books, the deep moral sense that pervades and imbues them, their supreme craftsmanship, his skill in writing works to which we return again and again, his characters, his puns, his footnotes.  I miss the challenges he set me, and the pleasure involved in their achievement, sometimes to his considerable surprise.  There won’t be another like him, but his values will influence and inspire his readers for as long as his books are read.  Children become adults, teenagers become professors and heads of industry.  And as Terry influenced them, they influence the world.
—  Colin Smythe (Pratchett’s publisher and agent), “The Terry Pratchett Diary”
I’m In Love With My Best Friend – Cody Christian Imagine

Requested by Anon: Could you write an imagine where you told your sister that you have a boyfriend so she’d stop trying to set you up with guys, but now she’s coming to visit for surprise and you need a fake boyfriend during your sister’s visit so you ask Cody (your best friend) to pretendbe your boyfriend and everything seems goes right until the act stop being act?

Word Count: 3,141

Warnings: None other than Cody saying a curse word, ha. Fluff?

Author’s Note: Y/S/N = Your Sister’s Name. I did this because in previous imagines where I’ve named a sibling or best friend, some of y’all have mentioned it was weird to read your own name. So I decided to let y’all use your actual sister’s name or come up with the name yourselves if you don’t have a sister.

Also, I sneaked in a line from Gilmore Girls. I wonder if anyone can point it out.

[My Teen Wolf Master List]

Originally posted by bysamoylova

“Come on. Come on. Come on.” Y/N whispered repeatedly as the phone rang. She paced back and forth in her bedroom, hoping her best friend would answer. “Pick up the damn ph-”

The sound of her best friend’s groggy and sleepy voice interrupted her rambling. “Hello?”

“It’s about time! Why aren’t you answering your phone? I only called you like a hundred times! I could have been dying and-“

Cody noticed the nervous rush in her voice and rubbed this tired eyes. He cleared his throat before he interrupted her. "Okay, first of all I was filming all night and I just got home a couple of hours ago. Second of all, you’re obviously not dying so this better be good, because as much as I love ya, you know I get cranky when I don’t get enough sleep. Lastly, breathe. Just breathe,” he inhaled and exhaled, which Y/N mimicked, making her feel a little better.

“Now tell me what’s wrong?” He asked groggily yet genuinely concerned at the same time.

“I lied to my sister,” she started as she finally sat on the edge of her bed.

“About…?” He trailed.

“That I had a boyfriend. I only did it so she would stop setting me up with all these guys she knew. I thought my plan would work,” she continued.

Cody hummed, following along with her story with his eyes closed. “I remember you told me that. So, what’s the problem?" 

"The idiot decided to surprise me by coming into town without any warning! Now she’s on her way here, because not only does she miss me, but also because she wants to meet my boyfriend of two months…” she trailed for a second, silently praying Cody would agree to the favor she was about to ask him. “So, I was hoping if you could come over and play the part.”

Cody’s eyes flew wide open. He heard what she said but he still had a hard time believing it. “Come again?” He asked, needing confirmation.

“I need you to be my fake boyfriend for my sister,” she explained as she fiddled with the hem of her shirt nervously. “I promise you, I’ll get you a gift card for Chipotle that will last you for at least three months,” she bargained knowing Chipotle was Cody’s weakness.

Cody quickly sat up, “I’m getting in the shower right now and I’ll meet you at your place.”

Y/N smiled widely. “Seriously, you are the best. Thank you so much.”

“Hey, you know I’d do anything for you,” Cody smiled back even though she couldn’t see him. “What time will your sister get there?“ 

"She said she was about 2 hours away,” she answered.

“Alright, I’ll get there before she does,” he said as he walked into his bathroom. “Hey, Y/N?”

“Yeah?”

“Don’t forget the gift card,” Cody smiled as Y/N laughed.

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we deserved a 200 page montage of all the alphas apologizing to each other and then tearfully embracing and promising to treat themselves and each other better from now on 

and then we deserved another BILLION!!!! pages of them patiently working thru each other’s issues and expressing understanding and empathy and HONESTY!!! when those issues frustrate them and basically I just want post-trickster alpha content god damn talk to each other tell each other how much you love each other and when things get hard have healthy conversations even when it’s difficult and show me the tough love show me them not allowing each other to regress into their worst selves show me what they learned!!!!!!! fuckin… show me!! what they fucking! learned!!

Stereotypical (2)

Bucky Barnes x reader AU (short series)

Notes: swearing, flirting, mentions of child abuse and alcoholism (past), none other yet.

Summary: As a PA/secretary, you are all too familiar with the fantasies nearly all men share: banging their hot assistant. Former jobs haven’t worked out for you for that exact reason, and now starting out at a new company, as the secretary for the CEO of the hottest modelling agency in the country, you’re hoping this one will be different. But after meeting your new boss, Mr J.B. Barnes, you’re not so sure if it will be. Then again, maybe Mr Barnes is not as stereotypical as you think he is.  

A/N: Part two! It’s gonna be a sloooooow burn. (sorry, not sorry) Mention of Naomi Campbell; just saying: I don’t mean anything by it. I love her. Ok? Ok. 

“You enjoying yourself?”

James leaned over your shoulder just as you told another model to take his shirt off (one of the perks of your job)

You snickered, “Always. I love my job”

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|Don’t play with me|R.MANTLE

Imagine about: Reggie and the reader are engaged while they still in school. They want to build their future together, but what happened when Reggie will be offered to start his football training in California? 

WARNING(S): Kinda smutty imagine, not gonna lie, all the love in the atmosphere (may case nausea) Reggie fucking mantle is such a sweetheart! like bitch fight me if I’m wrong 
 


It wasn’t hard to figure out Y/N’s emotions. I’ve studied her face and her moods for a long time now that I could almost always tell what she was feeling. 

She didn’t wear her emotions on her face around other people, but around me she did. Even if she didn’t, she couldn’t hide them from me for long. 

Her face was picture of blankness now. You’d never think something was wrong unless you looked hard enogh, unless you knew he facial expressions that go with her moods. Right now there was a very tiny furrow on her right eyebrow– you’d miss it if you weren’t looking hard enough. 

I always looked.

And I knew that very tiny furrow was an indication that she was annoyed. 

“How was your last exam?” I asked, thinking maybe she didn’t do well on it. 

I couldn’t imagine why. She had her nose on her textbooks all week, barely paying attention to me. 

“Good. How was yours?” 

“It’s all over now for me.” I shrugged my shoulders. 

She said she was hungry so I took her to Pop’s. I would taken her back to my flat so we could order pizza and catch some sleep there— and maybe more— but I haven’t taken her out on a date since last week. 

Besides, this is what girls wanted after laboriously studying for exams, right? Go out and celebrate? 

She wasn’t looking at me but frowning on the fish and chips on her plate. I wanted her eyes on my. Just on me. 

I sneakily fished out a couple of fries from her plate and thew them in my mouth. She didn’t glare and slap my arm like I was expecting her to. 

Yeah, something was up. 

“If I did something wrong. I’m sorry. I’m an idiot and I will do anything– grovel at your fit, buy you diamonds, a car— no?” I grinned when she looked up at me dryly. “Okay, how about If I buy you a big jar of chocolate cream?” 

That teased a small smile out of her. 

When she caught me staring at her lips, I grinned. 

“Do you have your period?” 

Now she laughed reluctantly then looked at me with exasperation and fondness. 

“I saw Chuck today.” 

My smile disappeared. “Did he say anything to you?” 

“I didn’t know you accepted that offer in California” 

I put my fork down. “If I had a choice, I would not go” I sighed “My mom arranged these things. I have no say about it anymore, she thinks that football practise will change my life. And I really don’t care about that. She says it’s a good oppurtinity for me, but it never is. 

“What do you mean?” 

I picked up her hand, traced circles on her palm. 

“My mom is a businesswoman. That scholarship is a introductiobn for me to our business partners, investors and to get more investors. Thing of it this way: my mom is a T-rex. She needs food to feed herself and her babies. So she looks for a place where all the animals with the most body fat gather. And then she starts picking the fattest of them all.” 

She laughed, rolled her eyes then grinned at me. “Only you would make an analogy like that.” 

“That’s why you like me.” I kissed her fingers. 

And when her breathing picked up and those tempting lips parted, it was all I could do not to pull her out of her chair, dragged her to my car and kiss the hell out of her. 

“Baby…” 

I leaned closer to that I could feel her breath on my face. Her eyes glazed in yearning and I noticed the rise and fall of her chest, the creamines of her skin, I wanted to lick it. “Lets—” 

When she bit her bottom lip, I was ready to call the server. But then my phone rang. When I saw the name on the screen, I nearly groaned. “I have to take this I’m sorry, love” 

“Go ahead.” 

It was my mom and she wanted me to start my training today. I knew she didn’t like wasting time but I just finished my exams today. And I wanted to be with my girl. 

If I knew my mom would let me take today off I would have insisted it but we both know my reprieve was over. She wanted me to take over some of the operations while I was still in school, but I made a deal with her: I didn’t want to have anything to do with any of our business until I’ve finished school. 
But after that, I woul’d dedicate myself in learning everything. She agreed. 

A promise is a promise. Besides this was for Y/N and our future together. 

“That was my mom, Y/N. She wants me to fly to California and meet with my coach there to start my training. 

She opened her mouth to protest– I could see it in her eyes. She was looking forward to seeing me today too. And that was a huge consolation for me at least. But whatever she was going to sat she didn’t. Instead she called our server to have our foods packed away. 


“I know,” I said softly once we were inside my car. I joined our fingers together, kissing her palm. “I was looking forward to spending today and tonight with you, And house hunting tomorrow.” 

“It’s alright, Reggie. There’s no rush.” 

“I want to rush.” 

She smiled and reached out her hand to push my hair away from my face. 
“You need a haircut.” 

“I didn’t know she’d want me to start today. I would tell her to postpone it if I hadn’t made a promise to her that after school I’d dedicate myself into learning the business. And she’d told that guy to fly to Riverside today to meet me. He’s on his way there now. I have to catch a plane— 

“Reggie.” 

She covered my mouth with her hand to shut me up. I licked it. 

When she slaped my arm and laughed, I felt better. I knew then it was okay. 

“You don’t have to explain. I understand. I’d be busy with work this summer too.” 

I didn’t bother arguing with her or telling her that I didn’t want her to work. I already knew her answer. 

“I don’t know how long this will take. I’ll try to make it tonight or tomorrow.” 

She looked at me, leaned closer and shyly kissed my lips. 

I knew she only wanted a brief kiss but I had been going crazy dreaming about her lips, her hands on me, sounds she made when I touched her. 

I had been going insane replaying that night when I took her and made love to her. Going insane from craving for the feel of her nialls bitting in my back, her legs tightening around me and her eyes glazing over when she reached what I was desperately trying to give her. 

So when her soft lips grazed mine, I lost control. I gripped her hair in my hands and pulled her to me. Into me. And I devoured. 

“Oh God, Reggie” 

I bit her bottom lip lightly, sucked on it. “Come here.” 

Lifted her on top of me. 

“Just a little more. Give me a little more, baby” 

She wrapped her legs around my waist and I adjusted her so that she was sitting where I wanted her to. I gripped her hips, pushing and pulling and urging her to move whe it felt good. 

Her eyes were clouded with desire as they meet mine. I thrust my hips upward, mesmerized when she placed her hands on my shoulders and leaned her head back exposing her neck to me. I licked at it hungrily. 

She let out a sexy moan and started to rock her hips faster. 

“Yeah, that’s the way, Y/N. Damn. Keep going” 

I watched as she took what she needed, as she let herself go lost in the incredible sensation of our bodies sliding and rubbing against each other. 

I would given her everything she asked of me. She was so fucking beautiful I couldn’t help but watch as she took and took and took. 

I kissed her hungrily before she shattered in my arms. 

It was a moment before I could finally speak. She was drapped on me, her lips on my neck as her breathing finally slowed down. 

“You just dry humped me in the parking lot,” I muttered. 

And then her shoulders started to shake before her loud peals of laughter filled the car. 

“I love it.” 

“Ohgod Reggie. You drive me crazy.” 

I pulled her back, kissing ger again. I couldn’‘t get enogh. “I can drive you crazier. Just wait until I—” 

She growled and covered my mouth with her hand. When she was sure I wouldn’t do anything, she rested her chin on my shoulder and I stroked her hair gently. 

“I’ll come home to you as soon as I can,” I promised. 

“I’ll be waiting.” 

“I miss you already.” 

“I know,” she whispered. “I miss you allready too.” 



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