Now that I finally got that video out, I’ve been meaning to tell you about some stuff I’ve seen lately. This spring/early summer I’ve been trying to hammer at my personal anime list, and I have been able to finish One Punch Man and Your Lie in April.
And HOLY CRAP HIGHLY RECOMMEND BOTH.
One Punch Man if you want a fun spin on superhero stories (reminded me a bit of Tiger and Bunny actually, sort of taking something as awesome as superheroes and turning them into a mundane competition/ranking thing).
Your Lie in April if you like love stories, classical music, and have an abundance of tissues you’ve been meaning to use up. It’s so great but THE FEELS ALSDKFAJ;SMFKLAALSDFK
I tried thinking quickly. What could I say, what could I- She walked right up to me. “Hana?! You okay?” “I’m super fine Kali. It’s uh, allergies. Remember I told you I got a lot of bloody noses as a kid? Well they’re hitting me again but uhm in the fall?“ She looked at me and we could both see right through my lie. “Hana….” “I’m fine I swear it.” “What really happened? Did someone-” “Uh it was….” I looked around “Uhh I ran into a door?! No wait, a ghost! Yeah that’s it. I saw a ghost and I got distracted and walked through them straight into a door.” I chuckled nervously. It didn’t hurt so much now that I was talking to her. “You’re fucking full of it Grant.” She said with a small smile on her face. I grinned. “Not always.”
*writing* Oh wow, they are going to love this. This is by far my best work!
*witty lines* *perfect love making* *fluffy enough to kill us all* *a dash of angst, a smidgen of hurt/comfort*
Oh man. This is it. This will be my legacy! *sweats into fic* *bleeds into fic* *cries into fic* *spends days perfecting the grammar and verbage and sex scenes* *has 15 betas look over it*
Okay. It is finally time to release my baby on the world. Here you go fandom. You're welcome.
Ha, cute. *like* *kudos*
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same fanfic writer:
*writing* Whatever. This is shit, I don't even care right now. A singing squirrel? Sure, let's do it. Haha, cheesy lines that make no sense, sure. Grammatical errors out the wazoo? Why not. No one's going to read this piece of crap anyway, I literally wrote it on a scrap of 1 ply toilet paper with a broken yellow crayon.
OMG THIS IS THE BEST THING YOU HAVE EVER GRANTED US WITH, WHERE HAS THIS BEEN ALL MY LIFE, OMG, I NEED A SEQUEL IMMEDIATELY, PLEASE. WHAT THE. I'M NOT EVEN WORTHY. *kudosrebloglikereccomment*
Summary: After a patient urgently pleads you to go and help a friend of his, you naively agree to it. Little did you know, that you would get more than what you agreed to, when he leads you to a brothel, to help a dangerous prostitute named Jeon Jungkook.
Pairing: Jungkook x Reader (ft. Jin, but not romantically)
Genre: Smut (M), angst, mafia!au, prostitution!au
Word Count: 5,468
A/N: This is a dark and filthy story! Graphic descriptions of sex (masturbating, etc), heavy dom/sub undertones, drug use, vulgar language use……(alot of smut comes in later) This is a mature read! You have been warned!
Your mother told you that there
was a purpose for what everyone does. That there is always a reason for
someone’s actions; whether it was bad or good. If it was a good action, the
individual has learned the most rewarding path to handle situations; regardless
if it was easy or not. If it was a bad action, the person could reflect on it,
and with guidance, they will learn the right way toward dealing with obstacles.
And to this day, that is how you viewed life. If you handled something well,
you would be rewarded in the future, if you handled it poorly, you would need
to reflect on why you did such a thing, till you find the right path. With
these beliefs, you always wanted to find the ‘purpose’ of an individual’s
actions, and help them find the right way. So that’s how you ended up working
at a rehab centre; helping mentally to find the root cause of someone’s poor
actions, and leading them to a better future.
so today’s clip was wonderful, all that i dreamed of: finally a clip of relief and support between the girls. but it also left me wondering how the hell we got from yesterday’s clip in which the girls mentioned..
to today’s clip.. in which the girls mentioned..
that seems a big change overnight. i’ve seen some theories flying by and one ask received by @tarjeiandhenrik left me thinking: how did this go? bc i personally don’t think what chris told sana yesterday was a lie to make the surprise all that bigger.. it seems a bit.. unnecessarily harsh. and how would the girls suddenly know that the pm girls were fucking with sana in the first place?
well, let me tell you who did know what happened between sana and the pm girls.
this guy. isak is the only one who knew about what made sana make the saranors account. i remember this past monday, in which sana told chris about the account, that we were all terribly frustrated with the fact that chris didn’t ask why sana made the account. and i could understand why chris would be the person to be asked bc she’s kind of the person to avoid confrontations a lot. i think it was a deliberate choice to have sana ask her, but not be asked why. because this is also strengthened by sana’s post on the flawless 99 facebook in which she says:
There’s not point in explaining why I did it, because it doesn’t justify anything
she specifically mentions not wanting to explain her deal! so i don’t think sana told chris anymore between that post and the clip we got yesterday. now, that mention of “they don’t like you as much anymore”: way too cruel to not be true in the end.. to be just a diversion to surprise her even more today. my guess is that after that phonecall with chris, isak somehow got in touch with the girls and told them about sara. at that point, isak probably already knew that sana had come clean about the whole thing. maybe he’d been talking with eva already? who knows. bc here’s the thing: isak knows that sana feels that she doesn’t have anyone anymore. she told him last friday. and his response?
the clip also ended on isak’s face as opposed to sana’s face, which often indicates (to me at least) that the person who is last seen is up to something that the protagonist might not see yet. it also happened with the “du er alene” exchange, which made isak realise that there was something wrong with sana and he reached out.
this also makes sense, if we remember who reached out today to sana:
isak once again. he knows that the girls haven’t been talking (but he might have thought they would have already since he talked to them? it could be he’s checking if they reached out already). what is most significant about this exchange: “jeg backer deg. 4real” i have your back, like 4 real. it’s a nice enough message, but i think this was done on purpose: isak really did have her back bc he told the girls sara was scheming to push her out. as a result: the girls know the pm girls were fucking with sana.
and that was my theory, haha. i might be totally wrong here, or maybe it’ll never get explained. but in that case i’ll just run with this theory. who knows, maybe isak will tell sana on friday about it? i’m assuming eva might invite the boy squad for a nice convergence of the Ultimate Boy + Girl squad (and maybe the balloon squad as well??) Let’s wait and see!
I wish you would look at me the way you used to.
I wish you would hold my hand and tell me that it was all just a bad dream.
I wish you would hold me tightly in your arms as I told you the story of what happened.
I wish you would gently press your lips to mine as assurance that it was only a nightmare.
I wish it would go back to the way it used to be.
You and me.
Me and you.
I wish you would love me the way I love you.
Characters: Dean Winchester x Sister!Reader / Friend!Reader, Sam Winchester x Sister!Reader / Friend!Reader, Bobby, John
Length: 1663+ words
TW: Suicide. Depression. Abandonment. Dean being a jerk.
A/N: Another word vomit that I did when I couldn’t sleep last week. I just had the idea in my head for the whole night, and I knew if I didn’t write it down, I wouldn’t be able to remember it the next morning. So, here it is! Feedback is encouraged!
The thing about the Winchester family was that they collect family like one would collect dolls. They have a lot of family around the State, any of them willing to do anything for the brothers. They always had a saying.
Family doesn’t end in blood.
Except it does. They can say it as many times as they want, but there isn’t anything they wouldn’t do for the family. Their blood family.
You were 4 when you were collected by John, and shipped off to Bobby’s. You were basically raised alongside the brothers from then on. Sam being a year older than you, and his brother, Dean, being 5 years older than you.
You were 5 when Dean ran out of breakfast. Bobby, and John were gone on a hunt, leaving 10 year-old Dean in charge. There was half a single granola bar left, and he looked uneasily between you and Sam, both of you had complained about being hungry. He gave you a strange look, and even though you were 5, you knew what it meant. Afterall, John gave you the same look when he told you why you can’t come home to your parents. It was also the same look that Bobby gave you when you asked about your parents. The look of guilt. You turned away, not being able to handle the fact that his decision had already been made when he was 4, and the responsibility of Sam’s livelihood was thrusted into his hands.
“Not hungry,” you mumbled, despite your roaring stomach. Sam’s eyes lit up with glee as he snatched the snack from his brother’s hand, and you can see Dean’s face visibly relax.
“Sammy’s my responsibility. You understand, right?” Dean asked, a hopeful smile on his face.
You gave him a nod, hopping off the chair, and went back to your bed, hoping you can sleep away the hunger.
I was doing you a favor by playing the long game...
I too was playing yet another long game by holding on to this for so long.
SO I had read earlier today the owner of a previous job of mine passed away. This was a place that tried to screw me pretty hard and I took some pro revenge on. It drug up some angry old feelings, so why not take an equal dose of catharsis?
WARNING: This is a doozy so strap in if you dare, no TL;DR it wouldn’t do justice.
So this takes place almost a decade ago. I was working as a department manager for a fairly large privately owned pest control company. Their color scheme was black and yellow, much like the taxi’s the owner’s dad used to drive. Since the taxi industry would be around for ever(hello Uber/Lyft) so would this pest control company, (this is important later) or so the owner used to parrot constantly. My job was to over see the techs doing treatments and set their stops and generally manage assorted insect control services, inventory, payroll for that dept, etc etc. I had taken the job from the owners son who took it from the previous manager who they demoted and yet stayed in the dept…this is important later. The owners son was a late 30’s early 40’s man child. I mean if he had dialed it back a few degrees he would have been an awesome guy, but anytime booze was involved he was a mess. If it was weed, he turned into the stereo typical obnoxious stoner making nothing but bad Jamaican accented jokes. He also hit on anything younger than him that moved…while being married w a pregnant wife. But I digress, the owner was a piece of work too, old Jewish guy who was as racist as he was old, not with any kind of seething hatred. Just a “this is the way it is” type attitude. My fave line of his, “The sky is blue, Ch#@ks know math, N@&ers are lazy, Jews know gold. What else is new” Like it was the most clever thing of all time. Finally now on to the revenge and need for such.
that one scene is dear Evan Hansen where we all cry,,
I’m not doing this, I’m done
You can’t just stop now
There’s no way I can live with this anymore
What about my parents?
No more emails
How can you do this to them?
No more Connor project, no more orchard
After everything they’ve done for you…they need you.
need me for what, for me to keep lying to them?
That lie’s is the only thing that is keeping them together
That’s not- that’s not true.
Oh really? So they seemed like a pretty happy family when you met them?
I don’t wanna lie anymore!
What about Zoe?
Zoe said she just- she wants me.
Yes, yes- she likes me for who I am-
Except you didn’t happen to mention that everything you’ve told her, it’s all been one big fucking lie, did you? No you left that part out.
So then what.. Um.. What if I did her the truth.
She’ll hate you.
No, no, no- maybe she’d understand- Maybe everyone will understand.
Everyone will hate you
Not if I could just-not if I could just explain it
You’ll be right back to where you started
No. No, no, no, I’m done with this. stop
With no more friends, nobody, nothing. At all.
I’m ready to be done with it!
If you really believe that then why are you standing here talking to yourself? Again. You think you’re going to turn around, all of a sudden and start telling everyone the truth. You can’t even tell yourself the truth.
What are you talking about?
How’d you break your arm? How’d you break your arm, Evan?
Really is that what happened?
Yes! I was just- I lost my grip and then I just.. I fell so..
Did you fall? Or did you let go? …you can get rid of me whenever you want. You can get rid of all of it; the Connor project, the orchard. But then all that you’re going to be left with…Is you. End of May or early June, this picture perfect afternoon we shared. Drive the winding country rode, grab a scoop at alamode and then, we’re there.
Request: Can you write one where Buckys gf has a 5 yr old daughter
who’s very attached to him? She tells her class that her daddy’s an avenger and
some of them tease her saying she’s lying. She’s in tears at the end of the day
and tells her mom what happened. She tells Bucky so he picks her up the next
day and she runs to his arms calling him daddy and he’s so happy to be a dad to
this little girl The other kids are awestruck seeing him
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader
Warnings: Fluff, Dad!Bucky
Word Count: 1347
A/N: dad bucky fucks me up. let me know what you think. requests are open and let me know if you want to be on my taglist.
“Ava! C’mon, we can’t be late. School starts in half an
hour! Say bye to Bucky and meet me at the car.” You shouted at your
five-year-old. She loved Bucky Barnes, your boyfriend. She even started to call
Today was her first day of kindergarten. She was super
excited. She wanted to make friends and she wanted to meet her nice teachers. You
watched from the car as Bucky walked her to the front porch. He bent down to
her pint-sized height, and gave her a big hug. He couldn’t take her to school
because Steve needed him for training in the morning.
Ava made her way carefully down the stairs to your little
car. She was big enough to get herself into the car seat. You missed the days
where you had to help her. She was just getting so big and you knew today was
going to be emotional for you. You wished Bucky could’ve been there with you.
There wasn’t going to be anyone to pry you away from the school when Ava gets
dropped off. Today was going to be hard for you.