the 'until next time' at the end must mean another season right

Underrated animes I think the signs would love

I love every one of these animes tbh


Aries: Kekkai Sensen - 12 Episodes (2nd season of same length coming out Oct 2017)

Supersonic monkeys, vampires, talking fishmen, and all sorts of different supernatural monsters living alongside humans—this has been part of daily life in Hellsalem’s Lot, formerly known as New York City, for some time now. When a gateway between Earth and the Beyond opened three years ago, New Yorkers and creatures from the other dimension alike were trapped in an impenetrable bubble and were forced to live together. Libra is a secret organization composed of eccentrics and superhumans, tasked with keeping order in the city and making sure that chaos doesn’t spread to the rest of the world.

Pursuing photography as a hobby, Leonardo Watch is living a normal life with his parents and sister. But when he obtains the “All-seeing Eyes of the Gods” at the expense of his sister’s eyesight, he goes to Hellsalem’s Lot in order to help her by finding answers about the mysterious powers he received. He soon runs into Libra, and when Leo unexpectedly joins their ranks, he gets more than what he bargained for. Kekkai Sensen follows Leo’s misadventures in the strangest place on Earth with his equally strange comrades—as the ordinary boy unwittingly sees his life take a turn for the extraordinary.

Originally posted by pinkishrabbit


Taurus: Mushishi - 46 Episodes (2 seasons)

“Mushi”: the most basic forms of life in the world. They exist without any goals or purposes aside from simply “being.” They are beyond the shackles of the words “good” and “evil.” Mushi can exist in countless forms and are capable of mimicking things from the natural world such as plants, diseases, and even phenomena like rainbows.

This is, however, just a vague definition of these entities that inhabit the vibrant world of Mushishi, as to even call them a form of life would be an oversimplification. Detailed information on Mushi is scarce because the majority of humans are unaware of their existence.

So what are Mushi and why do they exist? This is the question that a “Mushishi,” Ginko, ponders constantly. Mushishi are those who research Mushi in hopes of understanding their place in the world’s hierarchy of life.

Ginko chases rumors of occurrences that could be tied to Mushi, all for the sake of finding an answer.

It could, after all, lead to the meaning of life itself.

Originally posted by macross


Gemini: Psychic Detective Yakumo - 11 Episodes

Haruka Ozawa’s sophomore year is getting seriously scary. One of her friends is possessed, another has committed suicide and Haruka could be the next one to flunk the still-breathing test. Her only way out of this potentially lethal dead end? Yakumo Saito, an enigmatic student born with a mysterious red eye that allows him to see and communicate with the dead. But the deceased don’t always desist and some killers are more than ready to kill again to keep dead men from telling any more tales. That doesn’t stop Haruka’s knack for digging up buried secrets, and there’s even more evidence of bodies being exhumed by both Yakumo’s police contact and an investigative journalist with a newly made corpse in her closet! Can this pair of anything but normal paranormal detectives solve the ultimate dead case files or will they end up in cold storage themselves? 

Originally posted by fl-uttershy


Cancer: Is this a Zombie? - 22 Total Episodes (2 Seasons)

Not every zombie is the monstrous, brain-eating type.

One night while walking home from the convenience store, regular high school boy Ayumu Aikawa is killed by a serial killer, and is just as suddenly brought back to life by a necromancer named Eucliwood Hellscythe. One small caveat: he’s now a zombie. Things get even weirder for him when he accidentally steals a magical girl’s uniform, and thus her powers! Haruna, the ex-magical girl, orders him to fight evil creatures known as Megalo in her place until they can figure out a way to get her powers back to her.

Originally posted by koritsu-shita-mura


Leo: Parasyte - 24 Episodes

All of a sudden, they arrived: parasitic aliens that descended upon Earth and quickly infiltrated humanity by burrowing into the brains of vulnerable targets. These insatiable beings acquire full control of their host and are able to morph into a variety of forms in order to feed on unsuspecting prey.

Sixteen-year-old high school student Shinichi Izumi falls victim to one of these parasites, but it fails to take over his brain, ending up in his right hand instead. Unable to relocate, the parasite, now named Migi, has no choice but to rely on Shinichi in order to stay alive. Thus, the pair is forced into an uneasy coexistence and must defend themselves from hostile parasites that hope to eradicate this new threat to their species.

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Virgo: Terror in Resonance - 11 Episodes

Painted in red, the word “VON” is all that is left behind after a terrorist attack on a nuclear facility in Japan. The government is shattered by their inability to act, and the police are left frantically searching for ways to crack down the perpetrators. The public are clueless—until, six months later, a strange video makes its way onto the internet. In it, two teenage boys who identify themselves only as “Sphinx” directly challenge the police, threatening to cause destruction and mayhem across Tokyo. Unable to stop the mass panic quickly spreading through the city and desperate for any leads in their investigation, the police struggle to act effectively against these terrorists, with Detective Kenjirou Shibazaki caught in the middle of it all.

Zankyou no Terror tells the story of Nine and Twelve, the two boys behind the masked figures of Sphinx. They should not exist, yet they stand strong in a world of deception and secrets while they make the city fall around them, all in the hopes of burying their own tragic truth.

Originally posted by nekoksyo


Libra: No Game No Life - 12 Episodes

No Game No Life is a surreal comedy that follows Sora and Shiro, shut-in NEET siblings and the online gamer duo behind the legendary username “Kuuhaku.” They view the real world as just another lousy game; however, a strange e-mail challenging them to a chess match changes everything—the brother and sister are plunged into an otherworldly realm where they meet Tet, the God of Games.

The mysterious god welcomes Sora and Shiro to Disboard, a world where all forms of conflict—from petty squabbles to the fate of whole countries—are settled not through war, but by way of high-stake games. This system works thanks to a fundamental rule wherein each party must wager something they deem to be of equal value to the other party’s wager. In this strange land where the very idea of humanity is reduced to child’s play, the indifferent genius gamer duo of Sora and Shiro have finally found a real reason to keep playing games: to unite the sixteen races of Disboard, defeat Tet, and become the gods of this new, gaming-is-everything world.

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Scorpio: Rurouni Kenshin - 95 Episodes 

In the final years of the Bakumatsu era lived a legendary assassin known as Hitokiri Battousai. Feared as a merciless killer, he was unmatched throughout the country, but mysteriously disappeared at the peak of the Japanese Revolution. It has been ten peaceful years since then, but the very mention of Battousai still strikes terror into the hearts of war veterans.

Unbeknownst to them, Battousai has abandoned his bloodstained lifestyle in an effort to repent for his sins, now living as Kenshin Himura, a wandering swordsman with a cheerful attitude and a strong will. Vowing never to kill again, Kenshin dedicates himself to protecting the weak. One day, he stumbles across Kaoru Kamiya at her kendo dojo, which is being threatened by an impostor claiming to be Battousai. After receiving help from Kenshin, Kaoru allows him to stay at the dojo, and so the former assassin temporarily ceases his travels.

Rurouni Kenshin: Meiji Kenkaku Romantan tells the story of Kenshin as he strives to save those in need of saving. However, as enemies from both past and present begin to emerge, will the reformed killer be able to uphold his new ideals?

Originally posted by nenecchi

+ 3 of the most badass live action movie adaptations

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Sagittarius: Nurarihyon no Mago - 48 Total Episodes (2 Seasons)

Rikuo Nura doesn’t want anything to do with evil youkai, and just wants a normal life. Too bad he’s a quarter youkai, and Nurarihyon, his grandfather, is insistent that he takes over as head of the Nura Clan. He’s able to keep his supernatural secret life hidden from his classmates, as he can only transform into a youkai at night, for six hours at a time.

Unfortunately for him, various youkai factions are out to target both his youkai and human friends, and like it or not, he needs to embrace his youkai side. Life is not easy when you’re Nurarihyon’s grandson

Originally posted by bambina97


Capricorn: Hamatora - 24 Total Episodes (2 Seasons)

The ability to create miracles is not just a supernatural phenomenon; it is a gift which manifests in a limited number of human beings. “Minimum,” or small miracles, are special powers that only selected people called “Minimum Holders” possess. The detective agency Yokohama Troubleshooting, or Hamatora for short, is composed of the “Minimum Holder PI Duo,” Nice and Murasaki. Their office is a lone table at Cafe Nowhere, where the pair and their coworkers await new clients.

Suddenly, the jobs that they begin to receive seem to have strange connections to the serial killer whom their friend Art, a police officer, is searching for. The murder victims share a single similarity: they are all Minimum Holders. Nice and Murasaki, as holders themselves, are drawn to the case—but what exactly is the link between Nice and the one who orchestrates it all?

Originally posted by hentaikohai


Aquarius: Trigun - 26 Episodes

Vash the Stampede is the man with a $$60,000,000,000 bounty on his head. The reason: he’s a merciless villain who lays waste to all those that oppose him and flattens entire cities for fun, garnering him the title “The Humanoid Typhoon.” He leaves a trail of death and destruction wherever he goes, and anyone can count themselves dead if they so much as make eye contact—or so the rumors say. In actuality, Vash is a huge softie who claims to have never taken a life and avoids violence at all costs.

With his crazy doughnut obsession and buffoonish attitude in tow, Vash traverses the wasteland of the planet Gunsmoke, all the while followed by two insurance agents, Meryl Stryfe and Milly Thompson, who attempt to minimize his impact on the public. But soon, their misadventures evolve into life-or-death situations as a group of legendary assassins are summoned to bring about suffering to the trio. Vash’s agonizing past will be unraveled and his morality and principles pushed to the breaking point.

Originally posted by heavycrumplt


Pisces: Gangsta. - 12 Episodes

Nicholas Brown and Worick Arcangelo, known in the city of Ergastalum as the “Handymen,” are mercenaries for hire who take on jobs no one else can handle. Contracted by powerful mob syndicates and police alike, the Handymen have to be ready and willing for anything. After completing the order of killing a local pimp, the Handymen add Alex Benedetto—a prostitute also designated for elimination—to their ranks to protect her from forces that want her gone from the decrepit hellhole of a city she has come to call home. However, this criminal’s paradise is undergoing a profound period of change that threatens to corrode the delicate balance of power.

Ergastalum was once a safe haven for “Twilights,” super-human beings born as the result of a special drug but are now being hunted down by a fierce underground organization. This new threat is rising up to challenge everything the city stands for, and the Handymen will not be able to avoid this coming war.

Originally posted by chunli

NHL!Bitty, Pt. IV - RPF

@missweber requested NHL!Bitty dealing with Hockey RPF. This got a little longer than expected, with a side pairing of Jack/philly-cheesesteak. Takes place a few months into Bitty’s second season with the Schooners. 

Origin: From Samwell to SeattlePart I - Hug Check | Part II - Chirping | Part III - Post-Season




The most annoying thing is that for all of the ‘Jack/Parse’, ‘Jack/Tater’, ‘Jack/Sid’‘Jack/fucking-every-player-on-the-east-coast’ fic, there are a whopping SIX  ‘Jack/Eric’ fics on Ao3. Six.

On one hand, Eric’s proud they’ve hidden their relationship so well, on the other, Eric is insulted. But really, with their disappointing portmanteau of ‘Jeric’ or ‘Zittle’, it’s not surprising they’re horribly under-appreciated.

“I just wish my fans were more creative.”

Over Skype, Eric watches Jack plow through a Philly cheesesteak with no small measure of jealousy. He’s lonely and hungry, and his asshole boyfriend is doing this on purpose.

“You know,” Jack says, talking out of the side of his half-full mouth, “if you let the Schoons call you ‘Bitty’ our name could have been ‘Zimbits’. That’s kinda on you.”

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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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The Legend of Star Butterfly

“Why did Star Butterfly put in the song about losing Glossaryck and the Book of Spells? Why? Why? She was so against confessing to her parents a few episodes ago!” 

So yeah, I’ve finally watched the rest of Season 2 of SVTFOE, and I dare say that this is among the common reaction in the “Face the Music” episode. Some people think it’s pretty stupid (if not really bad) move on Star’s part because she just threw her parents under the bus and now the citizens of Mewni are angry at the Royal Family. Others look on the bright side because it’s due to that song that Moon got back-up when she raid the temple. Otherwise, she would have gone there alone (thinking that only Ludo and the other half of the wand is the only threat) and be totally screwed over.

However, Star’s “Princess Song” may actually have another significance more than revealing the whole “Ludo stole the Book of Spell and Glossaryck” secret, and that significance is connected to the title. But before that, let’s ask this question: What is the difference between confessing to her parents and putting her biggest fail into a song for the whole kingdom to hear, that made Star Butterfly much more willing to do the latter?

The answer to that question is another question.

“What does Ruberiot signify?”

Ruberiot is a songstrel. And in the Kingdom of Mewni, whose setting is on Medieval times, there are no TV and such to spread news for the whole kingdom. There may be newspaper, but we saw the state of Mewni with lots of poor people (how many are educated enough to read and be interested in Newspapers or historical books?). In this kind of setting, normal citizens can get news and stories about the achievements and events through story telling … and songs.

In other words, Ruberiot signifies the Media.

You can see that with how songstrel influences the citizens of Mewni. 

They can “report” goodly about a person to the point it’s just an empty and fake flattery (aka outright bull***t).

Like the traditional songs of Princesses before and Star’s intro song

… Or tell the accidents, facts and truth to the world  

Like the middle part of Star’s song where Ruberiot makes example of positive (Star’s awesomeness) and negative (Royal Family lying/omitting facts from the citizens) reporting.

… And it can even go so far as complete unwanted scandals

^Ruberiot being a complete paparazzi to Star Butterfly’s affairs.

Ruberiot, and all the other songstrel, is Mewni’s form of Media.

But here’s the thing, he’s not a simple reporter, he is also a historian.

He is not only responsible to relays news of the princess to the citizens, he is also responsible to writing history through songs. That is how important a “Princess Song” is. It’s a page in history (and something Star totally wants to skip over) to introduce Star Butterfly for the next generations of princesses and people of Mewni. 

That is why the words “real” song for a “real” princess is quite emphasized. They want to relay a proper news that tells “facts” instead of buttering up lies about a person to the point it’s not proper news anymore. The Royal family has complete control and authority over the media and what the citizens knows. And of course, there is no normal Queen/King that would want to have bad stuff written about them. This is why all princess songs up until now had been called “hacks”.  

But Star Butterfly is not your “normal” princess. She’s a “rebel” princess.

Which is why, when she heard she will have her “princess” song, her answer is a big fat NO.

Some of you may feel like Star’s Princess Song should have ended at it’s first half and not continued with the latter half which made a lot of us cringed because we knew the problems it will cause. After all, she already had the typical boring hack songs to change. It talks about  her “real” self like shown in the lines of “weaving magic like a born spell caster, and wreaking havoc like a natural disaster”. It’s not that bad, right? In fact, it’s a hit. Everybody loved it. So why must she add the “secret” about Ludo stealing the book and kidnapping Glossaryck?

It’s because not putting it will destroy the whole purpose of what she wanted to achieve by changing it. She wants to ruin the image of “Ideal”. She wants to show that princesses are not “perfect”. She wants to show what a “real” princess is like. She can only do this by revealing her big royal screw up (simple ones like her rebellious acts ain’t gonna cut it because everybody knows/expects that rebellious side of her’s). Why must she do this? To remove the pressure of needing to be “perfect” from “future” generations of princesses. And what surprised me is that not only does Star want to destroy the “perfect” image (that’s typical of Star), she was actually worrying about the future of the next generation of princesses. But this part just shows how much serious Star is from the thing she hated the most: Compromising one’s individuality.

On the other hand, we have “Ruberiot, the totally tortured artist”. Knowing what sonstrels represent in their country, we can see that what he wanted is a truer form of Media. Not complete hacks that was just there to suck up to the Royal family. 

I actually really appreciate the fact that he just really wanted to do his job properly because he wanted to be better and has no ulterior motive such as ruining the Royal family image etc. (because certain media can be pretty bias and can resort to making bashing click baits to get more views). Although he played a big part in causing a riot among the citizens (I guess he’s named Ruberiot for something), he didn’t really mean it. Still though, I think he has a little bit of favorable bias towards Star Butterfly. Not because of the obvious reason of her fully helping him out to doing what he wanted with his song, but because of how he wrote the song. All the words used upon Star are favorable (if not downright good), even when he told her biggest fail, it’s not in a way of shaming her in any way. The way he narrated her is really just a cool and adventurous rebel princess full of spirit and fun. If anything, the only one he “put down” is her parents for keeping secrets and that resulted in everyone getting angry at Queen Moon. Of course, it may be just the impression Star left on him in his song and saying “bias” is just exaggeration on my part. Moving on.

Star Butterfly must have thought that the citizens would only criticize her because she’s the one at fault. She never cared about other’s “perspective” of her or “keeping an image”. This is why she was labeled as “rebel princess” in the first place. The only reason why she is scared of admitting her royal screw up is because she’s afraid of her parent’s anger. But as seen on “Crystal Clear”, she is fine telling this secret to others (though she did say to keep it a secret to the other High Commission members).

Star’s impression of princess’ songs is that they are stupid puff pieces of fake descriptions about the future queens to make them look “perfect” to everyone. Ruberiot hates the old princess’ songs because they are complete hacks and really uncreative. Put these two together and we get something interesting.

Citizens rioting against the Royal Family?

Pfft, no. It’s…

Changing the media into a freer and truer form. To put it simply, this simple wanting of the “real” thing to be recorded in songs/history of Star Butterfly, the Underestimated, future queen of Mewni had unconsciously become about …

Revolutionizing the Media.

Which pretty much fits her overall agenda because Star Butterfly is about achieving freedom. I find this interesting because we are getting a “hint” on what kind of queen Star is going to be like.

Star Butterfly is already a “rebel” princess, and what’s the next step of “rebellion”? It’s “revolution”. The adventures of Star Butterfly looks like just the story of Star’s growth but subtly, she gets involve with big entities and causes changes (subtle as they may be). I think this little adventures of her will lead to become a Legend once she became Queen, and one hell of a Queen she will be. And so I hereby add a title to Star, the Underestimated, and future Queen of Mewni… 

Star, The Queen of Revolution.

She encourages freedom of speech for the citizens and the future generations. The changes she will make is something that can benefit the citizens (in the sense that they will have more freedom) and different departments like songstrels (as her regimen won’t hinder progress by bounding them on “tradition). However, this is not all sunshine and daisies because all actions has their own consequences. This step she done may benefit the media, the historians (ya know scholars always search for truth) and the future generations of princesses but it costs the Royal family greatly. We cannot deny that this disaster of a song causes trouble. Not only because it causes citizens to hate them, but if other songstrels take after Ruberiot (which is highly likely), then the Royal family will lose control of their Media and create a new entity that affects the government of Mewni and it’s citizens. As Queen Moon said, citizens just want to believe their princess/future queen as “perfect”. However, will it be really alright to let the citizens continue with ignorant bliss and has no clue on what their leaders are like? As Ruberiot said, doesn’t the citizens deserve to know their “real” future queen? There is no real “correct” answer on what Star should have done in this situation because both sides has their own consequences. If Star Butterfly manage to handle the case successfully, she may well become one of the legendary queens for creating a milestone in Mewni’s history (and she will be considering her power and potential).

Just thinking of the things she has done and going to do and her potential, I am very excited to see what is going to be her legend in the History of Mewni. No doubt it is going to be a big one, but how big will it be?

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Twin

Originally posted by jugheadjones94

Pairing: Jughead x Reader

Word Count: 1661

Warnings: Angst, Fluff, the usual…

Anon Requested

A/N: I’ve been listening to a lot of Twenty Pilots lately… Don’t know why that was important but… Anyway, I hope y'all like this one! I will really try to post a lot more. Love you guys!


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To be blunt, having a twin sucked ass. Well, with your experience it did. At least you were the older one, which had to count for something. Ok so there was a two minute difference between the two of you, but you used the leverage when you could. 

 Reggie was always a little asshole, even when the both of you were kids. He always stole your toys out of your hands claiming they were his. And he was the perfect golden boy in your parents eyes. His arrogance only sky rocketed with their parental encouragements. 

He was always very popular in school. Had the coolest friends, was part of all the sports teams, and when he came of age, dated the prettiest girls. You on the other hand were always different. 

You preferred reading and staying indoors rather than playing with everyone else. Of course your parents still forced you to try out for sports, (you soon enough became partial towards softball.) 

 Your stupid brother and his rather loud reputation never meant well for you. Everyone knew he had twin, but never bothered to really get to know you, always assuming you were like your brother. 

Nonetheless, writing was your specialty. You always had a way with words. You knew from an early age you wanted to major in some sort of English profession, whether it be teaching it or writing it. In fact, that’s how you ended up meeting your current boyfriend Jughead Jones. 

At first he was skeptical of you, but once the both of you clicked, it was one of the best things to happen to both of you. Thinking back on the whole start of it all always brought a smile to your face. 

“Ok girls, I’ll see you guys next practice.” You had hollered over to your teammates before swinging your backpack over your shoulder as they all shouted their own farewells. You left the school grounds and decided to go to Pop’s. One, because their food was amazing and two, you were hoping you could get some work done in the usually peaceful setting. 

 You made the effort to walk over there even though your sore limbs protested greatly. Once you got in to the beloved Diner, you went up to the counter and ordered your usual before going to find a seat. 

 As you walked through the small building, your eyes locked with stormy blue ones for a few short seconds. And in that short amount of time you were intrigued. He watched you with a weary stance, as if he were mapping out your every move before you executed it. 

You’d seen him before. Jughead Jones, he was in your English class. But you never talked, just silently drifted off into the lesson given that day. With a split second thought you decided to approach him as you waited for your food. 

“Hi.” You said hesitantly, immediately beating yourself up on the inside for making a fool out of your self for coming over. Hi? Really, that’s all you could come up with? You reprimanded as you stayed silent and watched him. 

 Of course all that had happened in a moments thought and he actually replied quickly. “Hi.” He said with an unsure look. You looked around and noticed he had a laptop out that he was typing in, taking up your interest you decided to try and make conversation out of it. “What are you doing?” You asked as you nodded over at his device. 

He looked to see what you were referring with a quickly glance and replied with a short worded answer. “Writing.” You grinned, you had a passion for the subject. Deciding to trust your gut, you sit yourself in front of him and smile brightly. “What are you writing about?” You asked. He still looked unsure of you, although, these types of looks weren’t unusual when you met new people. Mostly because Reggie and his erratic behavior met them first. 

 "Why do you want to know?“ He asked with an eyebrow raised. “Oh, I love writing. I hope to have a career to do with the subject one day.” You answered as you messed with your fingers over the table. 

 "Hm.“ He said in thought. “What?” You asked. He shrugged. “I don’t know, I guess I just figured that the twin sister of the oh so famous Reggie Mantle would be more.. well, Reggie-like.” “Well, I play softball if that’s what you mean. But otherwise I’ve always been the more soft spoken one I guess. My brother is just a real pain in my ass all the time.” You huffed as you crossed your arms. 

 "Interesting.“ He looked at you for a few seconds, considering whether he could trust you. He smiled when he saw the genuine curiosity in your eyes. "Well if you must know, I’m writing a novel.” “That’s awesome! About what?” You asked. “Riverdale.” “Well that was descriptive.” You retorted as he cracked a grin. 

 Your food finally came out at that time, your fries looked exceptionally delicious. “Wanna share?” To which he grinned. 

 That encounter alone sparked on many more encounters after that. After meeting up 5 more times after that first one, he asked you out. You obviously hid it from your brother, neither of you could even imagine the torment that would come. 

 The both of you had been together for a little over 6 months now. A whole summer had passed and the two of you were still going strong. When sophomore year started, softball started again too. 

 He always went to your games and was the cute supportive boyfriend. Whenever you made a home run he was always right there for you. And it wasn’t like your brother ever went to your games so you never had to worry. 

When you had started dating Jughead, his three other friends adopted you in their group and they were all for your secret relationship, never bringing it up when Reggie was around. Archie came close a couple times to spilling the beans but Betty and Veronica usually kept him in check. 

 It was a particularly sunny day when another softball game had taken place. It was the final game of the season, which meant your parents were obligated to come too. However, this meant they were forcing Reggie to be “supportive” of his sister. Of course Jughead had come to watch. 

You were the best pitcher on the team so that was the position assigned on the field for you. Before you ran out with your teammates, you gave Jughead a quick kiss, promising to see him afterwards. You didn’t realize your brother had come to your game until your eyes had met when you made it to the pitchers mound. 

He smirked but applauded with everyone else, cheering you on. The first batter on the other team made it to the plate and hit the bat against the ground a couple of times before getting into position. You smirked and readied your arm before pitching. 

 The game lasted a couple of hours, your team winning by a home run (that you had made). Your entire team was hollering as was the crowd. Your parents told you they were proud of you and that’s when you noticed Reggie was missing. 

 "Hey, where Reg?“ You asked your parents. Your mom wasn’t paying attention to you as she typed away on her phone. "He went to talk to someone I think.” Your dad said before leading his wife away to the car. 

 You shrugged before going to find your boyfriend. When you found him, you realized he wasn’t alone, Reggie was with him. “Oh god.” You muttered under your breath as you approached them. 

“Oh, hey sis. Good job on your game.” He said before continuing his malicious staring at Jughead. “Reggie, what are you doing?” You asked. He turned to you again. “Just finding my answers from this little freak here.” He turned back to Jughead who only looked at him with a pissed stare. 

 "So, are you gonna answer my question? It was you who killed Blossom huh?“ "I didn’t.” Jug spat. “What’s it to you anyway Reggie? Just leave him alone.” You said as your eyes met Jughead’s a couple times. “Because my coach has been non-stop breathing down my neck thinking it was me! I figured I can try to catch the person who did it so he’d leave me alone. And I bet it was him.” Reggie stayed as he looked at Jughead.

 "Reggie stop. Leave Jughead alone, he didn’t do anything.“ You said as you tried to shove Reggie away from him. "Oh, so you’re friends and with the little freak. Wouldn’t put it past you, you’ve always been weird. You know, I wonder if it was you that killed him.” He said. Your jaw dropped. 

“What the hell Reggie. Are you really accusing me of murder!? Murder Reggie, that’s insane. And besides, you know I was at an early softball practice on July 4th. And Jughead and I met up right after to hang out so why don’t you take your stupid accusations somewhere else.” You snapped at your brother. 

 "Why are you protecting him? This little geek is just a stupid nobody that nobody likes.“ He growled. "I like him! Reggie, he’s sweet, and funny, and caring… and all the things you aren’t!” He stopped and stared at you analyzing your words carefully. 

 "Wait… are you two… oh no way.“ His eyes widened as he looked back and forth between the two of you. "Back off Reggie.” You spat as he his shoulders slumped and he walked off giving you one last glare before disappearing around the corner. 

 You grinned as you looked over to Jughead who was in shock. “Well, so much for not telling him.” He commented with a sly smirk before wrapping you in his arms and congratulating you on your win.


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Prompt from @dat-slytherin-girl: 14, 27. 40?? and how r u today? it must be stressfull writing a lott!! x

Thank you! I haven’t been writing as much lately because I have so many exams, but it is fun to write because, I’m not too sure why, I find it really immersive and it’s fun to write about Draco :) My day has been okay; I’ve actually had to sit three exams today, so I’m not too sure how they went but thank you for asking! :) P.S not my gif - I’m not talented in that department.

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anonymous asked:

would u write a little bob/alicia thing based on those types of stories you hear where the husband gets really drunk and whenever someone hits on him or his friends try to get him undressed for bed he's like "NO i have a wife stop it"

Bob is drunk. 

Sloppy and loud and flanked on either side by Paulie and Carey as they try and guide him down the hallway to his hotel room. 

Alicia walks a few steps behind them, a little tipsy but but holding her own, and carrying one of Bob’s shoes and his tie draped loosely around her neck. 

They had been out celebrating the win and Bob’s third hat trick of the season. The fifteenth of his career. 

He might have gone a little overboard but they don’t have a game for another three days so he has time to sleep it off. 

“We had them completely turned around,” he slurred, mixing French and English together in the short sentence. “They didn’t know what was going on. Did you see that last goal?”

“Everyone saw your last goal, Bob. They showed it hundreds of times.”

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Fabulous Olicity Fanfic Friday - July 28th, 2017

In honour of Emily Bett Rickards birthday this past Monday - some pics of her reading!

Happy Friday! So this is my attempt to both thank awesome fanfic writers for their amazing work and offer my recommendations to anyone who is interested. Here are the fantastic fanfic stories I read this week! They are posted in the order I read them.


If Your World Falls Apart (I’d Start a Riot) by @overwatchandarrow - William comes home from school with a bruise. Felicity is not happy. http://archiveofourown.org/works/11270187

What Did You Do? by @imusuallyobsessed - Oliver comes home some day rocking a new look, and Felicity is understandably horrified. OHFAT prompt: At  odds. http://archiveofourown.org/works/11275965

Nanotechnology For Dummies by @laureningall -  Written for the Olicity Hiatus Fic-A-Thon prompt “Out of Place.” Oliver joins Felicity on a Smoak Technology business trip to Hub City. Although Felicity is having the time of her life Oliver is out of his element. Luckily they make a good team in both business and pleasure. http://archiveofourown.org/works/11286000

South of the Equator multi-chapter by @charlinert -  A young teacher from Boston will do anything in her power to ensure that her upliftment project goes ahead, when the ground of a small farm school is threatened to be sold to a buyer who has no interest in her project. Oliver Queen, movie director of Queen Studios volunteers to do a documentary on upliftment work in a small farm town to put as much distance as possible between women, love and his broken heart. Oliver and Felicity’s paths cross 9000 miles from home, when their worlds come crashing in the heart of Southern Africa. http://archiveofourown.org/works/11568378/chapters/25990497

The Mirror in the Attic multi-chapter by @sophie1973 - When Felicity Smoak inherits a house from the late Oliver Queen, she struggles to understand why the old man would leave her his home. They are at least two generations apart, and as far as she knows, they have never met. Until she walks into the house and experiences the weirdest feeling of déjà vu, and discovers Oliver and her actually know each other very well. Just in another lifetime. - This a MUST READ!!! http://archiveofourown.org/works/11331471/chapters/25363236

Time for a Story multi-chapter by @smkkbert - This fic shows Olicity and their life as a (married) couple with family. Although Olicity (and their kids) are the protagonists, other characters of Arrow and Flash make appearances. YOU NEED THIS STORY IN YOUR LIFE. http://archiveofourown.org/works/3912157/chapters/8757172

Redemption multi-chapter by @vaelisamaza Oliver returns for being with the League after five - this story gets better and better - you should be reading this! http://archiveofourown.org/works/9107518/chapters/22278866

The Emerald Umbrella multi-chapter by @arrowgirl20 - All it took was a little rain and a emerald umbrella for Oliver and Felicity to take their relationship to the next level. http://archiveofourown.org/works/8752441/chapters/22096217

We Won by @geneshaven - The team arrive back from Lian Yu in Season 6 https://geneshaven.tumblr.com/post/163271067709/we-won

Defy the Odds by @dreamsofolicity - “Our chances of meeting in a city with a population of over five hundred thousand people were small to begin with but the likelihood of meeting in another country entirely are infinitesimal.” “So we defy the odds,” he said. “Yeah we do,” she agreed, finally weaving her fingers through his. “I like that.” http://archiveofourown.org/works/11057670/chapters/24655242

Savin’ Me multi-chapter by @green-arrows-of-karamel - Oliver Queen, a Bratva Kapitan with an implacable reputation, will face the greatest challenge in his violent life. A traitor looms over all what he holds dear threatening to destroy it all. The only way to unveil the faceless menace is if Oliver trust the people closest to him. In special, trusting in Felicity… a babbling hacker, who holds his heart captive. http://archiveofourown.org/works/5398910/chapters/12471932

The Love Thieves: Ludus multi-chapter by @truemyth - Section One is the most covert anti-terrorism group on the planet. Their ends are just, but their means are never simple. Just as Felicity is finding her balance as the organization’s newest operative, she is thrown off center again by the most bittersweet of demands. To stop a series of terrorist gas attacks, Oliver and Felicity must pose as married assassins and infiltrate the domain of a depraved mastermind. After all, Section One demands more than life, liberty, and loyalty: sometimes it’s your heart on the line.http://archiveofourown.org/works/11508801/chapters/25824786

Unmake the World by @quant-um-fizzx - Short, sad and beautiful Olicity story http://quant-um-fizzx.tumblr.com/post/163300255414/unmake-the-world

Somethings are Meant to Be by @pimsiepim - sequel to His Girl Wednesday which you REALLY NEED in your life. Set after Oliver returns to Star City after being missing for 3 years, it is shaping up to be just as awesome as His Girl Wednesday http://archiveofourown.org/works/7693105/chapters/17526601

Untitled by @yet-i-remain-quiet - Olicity spooning - so sweet! http://yet-i-remain-quiet.tumblr.com/post/163303811865/most-of-the-time-oliver-is-the-big-spoon-he-likes

Untitled by @lostolicityscenes - What was going on with Felicity right before she met Oliver Queen for the first time https://lostolicityscenes.tumblr.com/post/163123151551/re-airrow-episode-1x02-an-this-episode-didnt

Thursday by @someonesaidcake - There is something about the girl next door that Oliver Queen is only now noticing… Felicity is moving to college just down the road from where Oliver is a senior.  He suddenly becomes very protective of the girl next door.  Thursday night dinners might not ever be the same again. http://archiveofourown.org/works/10688658/chapters/23670255

You Had Me at Hello multi-chapter by @tdgal1 - Oliver Queen and Felicity Smoak met at a Gala and had an instant attraction but Smoak Technologies and Queen Consolidated have to work together. Can they make that sexual chemistry work and still work together. http://archiveofourown.org/works/11075379

(Don’t) Let Me Go multi-chapter by @emmilynestill - Felicity told him to let her go, but even when Oliver tried, it didn’t seem to be something he was capable of. In the end, there would be nothing in the world Felicity was more grateful for. Weaving in and out of the final four episodes of Season 5 and beyond, follow Oliver and Felicity’s emotional journey back to one another, one step at a time. http://archiveofourown.org/works/11591223/chapters/26051715

Trust Me multi-chapter by @felicityollies - When a prostitute meets the perfect client, she has to remind herself that there’s no room for getting close to someone in her line of work. http://archiveofourown.org/works/8487226/chapters/22503983

Swallow My Pride by @wherethereissmoak - After Felicity is shot by the Clock King, she and Oliver run into a Russian mafia member who causes Oliver to lie and say they are engaged. This is the last straw for the girl who has been burying her feelings for him for far too long. http://archiveofourown.org/works/11606679

Breath by @oneofakindxx - Olicity Neighbours AU http://oneofakindxx.tumblr.com/post/163407718651/breath

The Donor multi-chapter by @spaztronautwriter - Felicity Smoak has always dreamed of being a mother and she isn’t going to let a little thing like men stop her from making that dream come true. Having a baby by herself might just be biting off a little more than she can chew, but one way or the other it’s about to change her whole life. LOVE THIS SO MUCH! http://archiveofourown.org/works/11099361

Killer Frost Smoak multi-chapter by @tdgal1 - Felicity is with Barry during the particle accelerator and becomes Killer Frost. How does she handle this and does she tell Oliver? http://archiveofourown.org/works/8654356/chapters/19846777

Pieces of Always multi-chapter by @so-caffeinated and @dust2dust34 - Life continues after Forever is Composed of Nows. Ongoing non-linear collection of family moments for the Queens. http://archiveofourown.org/works/8220479/chapters/18840356

As Easy As Falling multi-chapter by @charlinert - Felicity has just received tragic news when she meets Oliver, I believe there is hope, highly recommend but you will cry but not every chapter! http://archiveofourown.org/works/8035363/chapters/2254234

A Talk At The Bunker by @geneshaven - Felicity comforts Oliver https://geneshaven.tumblr.com/post/163427619054/a-talk-at-the-bunker

Never Far Away multi-chapter by @onceuponanolicity - When Felicity Smoak moves to Starling City and attends a new high school, she expects things to be hard on her, she is twelve after all. But then she meets new friends and life becomes easier. What isn’t so easy is growing up. Oliver Queen met Felicity when she was twelve and he treated her as nothing more than a friend, well, except for when his big brother tendencies kicked in. Until one day, something in his life changed. He looked at Felicity as she was growing up and began to realize that he didn’t want her as a friend anymore. By the time, Oliver was man enough to admit his feelings for Felicity, he went away on the Queen’s Gambit only for it to sink. Now that he has finally made it home. He has to win her back. This is a multi-chapter au fic that follows Oliver and Felicity through high school and into season 1. http://archiveofourown.org/works/11293257/chapters/25265796

Oliver’s Journal (In the Aftermath) by @geneshaven - Oliver reflects on the damage done by the island https://geneshaven.tumblr.com/post/163466486839/olivers-journal-in-the-aftermath

Deployed by @arrowgirl20 - Oliver’s deployed before the birth of their child and Felicity has to deal with this major life event without him. http://archiveofourown.org/works/9564125/chapters/25288686

One Last Time: Out of Place by @wetsuiton - Felicity finds herself out of place and calls on Oliver for help http://archiveofourown.org/works/11084547/chapters/25308357

Reasons: Colorful by @madhaj - Felicity and colour http://archiveofourown.org/works/11095518/chapters/25314300

Looking Through Your Eyes multi-chapter by @felicityollies - Felicity Smoak has had her world turned upside down. After an accident she’s moved to another city for rehabilitation. By chance she runs into the one and only Oliver Queen. Both of them are surprised when they find that neither is all that they seem. http://archiveofourown.org/works/8343334/chapters/19113514

Praised by Love: Of CEOs and Accidental Drugs by @walker-oliciter - Oliver and Felicity are under the influence of a drug that makes them want each other more than usual http://archiveofourown.org/works/11312679/chapters/25317660

An Eye for Poetry by @wetsuiton - Oliver and Felicity make great use of the fridge magnets that they’d originally bought for their kids to play with. http://archiveofourown.org/works/6955660/chapters/25315914

When I’m With You - Barely Breathing multi-chapter by @sentence-fragments - ARROW AU - The prodigal son returns! After five years…away, because Felicity knows he wasn’t on that island all the time, Oliver finally finds his way home. Her feelings for him are as strong as ever, but there’s something about him that isn’t quite right, and she can’t seem to figure out what it is that he’s hiding from her. (Part 3 of the ‘When I’m WIth You’-Series) http://archiveofourown.org/works/4874542/chapters/11175277

What Goes Around, Comes Around by @felicityollies - Oliver insists on teasing Felicity while he’s working out. Felicity decides she’s going to tease him in return. http://archiveofourown.org/works/11313975

A Different Life multi-chapter by @izzyface - When Felicity Smoak was 7, the FBI came looking for her father. Her mother responded by driving them across the country. Because of the kindness of stranger, Felicity’s life would change for the better in every way and she’d learn the true meaning of family. Response to the prompt “out of place” for the week 5 fic-a-thon. http://archiveofourown.org/works/11280231/chapters/25230120

Mirror Image by @geniewithwifi - Felicity Smoak has always lived with a boy on the other side of the glass. No one else could see him, even when standing right beside her looking in the mirror. Everyone thought she was crazy. So did she. Until the day she broke a mirror. http://archiveofourown.org/works/3802525

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Destined Pt.2 {Poe X Reader} Soulmate!AU

A/N~ I would first like to thank all of you patient people out there who read the first part and encouraged a second. This is dedicated to you guys! I also need to thank @faestae for being such a rad friend and helping me out with this. Part two wouldn’t exist without her! Surprisingly, I’m actually pretty proud of this piece of writing. It took a long time to get done but here it is and just in time for Star Wars day! I hope y'all enjoy it! (And yes. There will be a part 3)

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When you were younger your mother used to tell you stories about her soulmate, your father. The best story, at least in your opinion, was the story of how they met. As you’d sit at her feet grasping onto each word she’s said, you liked to imagine what it would be like when you met your own soulmate. And this? This definitely wasn’t it.

You stood in the middle of the street as a rock in a stream. Unmoving as people flowed around you, some grumbling at the inconvenience of having to take a few extra steps. Everything swirled around you in a blur of indistinguishable shapes and colors. It had to be him, your soulmate.

“Are you alright dear?” The woman was frail and spoke softly. It’s the same old woman from the market. You looked down at her trying to focus on the words she’d said. “Are you alright?” She placed a hand on your arm this time.

Were you okay? You didn’t feel okay. Honestly you felt ready to throw up. “I’m fine, but-” you looked around at the passing faces, not one of them recognizable.

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I heard a poet say the other day about how easy it was to write with a mask on, to tell the truth and nothing but the truth, if I hide the words good enough and toss away the keys to this lock, could you still find yourself if it’s so deep inside of my flaws? You love it when people write about you, especially if I’m doing the writing it seems. I don’t write about you much, so here I am. One last poem. And I give your eyes a solid peek with every letter, a silent whisper that says nothing, but if you pay attention to my lips it mouths an I love you each and every time when you catch me staring at you and I look away. I wonder when I see you staring, do you do the same when I turn away my head? I love to write, but you’ll wonder if it’s about you, you, you, you, you or her, her, her, her, her or her. It’s about you. This is about you. You know who you are. In the first conversation we ever had, you asked if my favorite color was red before even getting into my head. And those eyes that peer, that leer, that steer straight into mine, we haven’t met, we have met, we haven’t loved, we have loved, we haven’t fallen, we have fallen, we haven’t fucked, we have fucked, we haven’t broken into, we have broken into, we haven’t written, we have written, we haven’t been, we have been, we haven’t talked, we have talked, we speak for five minutes and I feel like I’ve known you for several lifetimes and attention is such a trickling thing as it falls from my eyes and into yours– we haven’t been anything before these five minutes, but I’ve made love to your every way before we knew, before you knew, before I knew, we were kinda fucked. We made sure to not get too close, we made sure that it never happened, it stays as it stays, it says as it says, and one day, we’ll never be. She says I could never date a writer. And as ironic as it is, we’re both writers, so as enamored and as pulled to one another as we are, we’ll think about it when the sun decides to go for another eternal nap, and when the moon finally decides to give those love letters back with different people holding each cloud up, with separate lovers holding us, we’ll think about it until it hurts. And we’ll do it for the sake of falling in love, the art of the what if’s while you’re young and stupid, it goes like this. You are something that casts more deadly spells than a dark lord’s wand, that bends more trees than the wind during hurricane season, that breaks more often than a sidewalk during the heat of summer love, that admires more deeply than artists comparing themselves to Van Gogh, that swells more quickly than a mosquito bite because you forgot bug spray although it never works because they too find you irresistible from blood type to skin, that itches worse than eating something you’re allergic too, it’s often our favorite foods too, that stretches more than the horizon when the sun asks the moon to come out and play always, always, slow dance to that one song from now on, that sings as beautiful as the Mona Lisa when we try to figure out her smile, that still to this day, I choose to not talk to you because yes it’s true, I’m a little in love with you, and yes it’s true, we won’t ever exist at the same time, too many obstacles and yes it’s true, we live for poetics the modern romantics trying to be antiques inside of a masterpiece, we never knew how to love properly, so we tried to pave way inside of a kaleidoscope– if we ever fell in love, it would be a bad trip, like overdosing on lsd because you thought that you were a cactus and spines started to grow out of you, yeah that kind of fucked up. We would be messed up, but I think in some lowkey happy offset universe, we would’ve been happy about it. She talks to me about poetry like I invented it, the truth is I write to feel something, isn’t that why we do anything? These words have been written before, I’m just following footsteps, I’m just another person trying to write down my wrongs, am I wrong for it? And it was one of those days, some strange scene from an anime when the sun is setting and they’re walking across a metal bridge as friends and he comments on the days that go by without a second thought, and the water is running and she says that you can’t skateboard down slopes because you’d get in trouble, rules were meant to be broken, and if you don’t break them, you can bend them just right. And it’s that kind of day, where bookstores mean more to us than clubs. Neon soul, would you care to stay here as you are for just a little while longer? She speaks about poetry like it’s the only thing that matters. He utters back wildfire spreads wildfire. I don’t know why he said it, but it just felt right, right? And the day will end, but not before you walked us through two art museums and there’s always a juicy secret near the end of us whispering to each other about other people and what they’re up to. In this fairy tale, they don’t fall in love. In this poem, they don’t get together. In this life, they’re just friends. In this heart, they’ll be just two lost souls stuck on a bench, I’m a little tired, I’ll just rest my head on those shoulders, and I must tell you, that you look better without make up. There will a day when this is just a faded gem you’ll find in your brain. There will be a brief moment when you’ll remember those five hours, and it all started because of those five minutes when you asked if we have met before, and I know that I write long pieces with very shitty grammar and not enough elaborate metaphors, but the thing about my writing and why it’s so damn relatable may be because I write with a cold heart that just wants to feel warm, we all need that day. That day, that’ll indefinitely change us in ways that we may not be able to comprehend today, tomorrow or even by next year. A day that explains, a day that demands to be listened to and just like how a chest needs a careful set of ears to listen to its heartbeat, I’m glad that I gave a listen to yours. And maybe I’ll move out of this city where people do the same shit every fucking day and pretend that it’s okay, that this is it. We’ll work until we’re grey, get that 401k go on vacations while we’re fragile with an old passion for pastries, cheap hotels and some famous beach that all of the old people go to. There’s got to be more to life, you mentioned that a few times. This was just a glimpse to what could be with someone else, and I’m always holding onto your hands just a little too tight because I don’t want you to let go and it’s okay because today will end, but not in this memory. In this memory, we’re young forever. In this memory, we’re breaking every rule just a little bit. In this memory, I write down every little detail because I don’t give a fuck. In this memory, I play a slow dance with you until the moon finally explains itself to us in entirety. I’m full because of you, I’m empty because of you. In this memory, the metaphors never run out and the poetry isn’t just about love, it’s not about sadness anymore, it’s about clawing my way out of my thoughts and back into a moment where I’m not so depressed and I’m cracking jokes right next to you all the way down Central Park and in this memory, there’s a small chance that you could’ve been more than just someone who showed my heart around New Orleans. In this memory, I remember you as my pretty crimson. And if this memory shall ever fade, I’ll fade with it too because the more we write, the more we are, if I am what I eat and I am what I do, I’ll eat the yellow paint and write until it’s dark and if I’m ever blind and no longer the person that I was when I walked across that bridge with you– at least it’s an ending that I can dwell on. Poets write poetry, clouds use rain as a disguise, but this writer is just wearing another mask and tomorrow isn’t any different. I am the wildfire, and I’ll spread in many directions. I just hope that we never burn down together and if we do, that wouldn’t be so bad, right?
Weekly Voltron Fic Recs #28

Rules: You can find past weekly rec lists here, and non-list recs in my general fic rec tag. This is stuff I like, and I have a huge bias toward Lance, hurt/comfort, and general fluff, in that order. Gen unless otherwise noted. Please comment on the fics if you read and enjoy them!

Secret of the Blood by exclamation
Words: 30,685 (WIP 13/?)
Author’s Summary: AU version of season 2. When Keith and Shiro were thrown from the wormhole, they crashed by the Blade of Marmora headquarters and were captured. When the Blade reveal the secret of Keith’s heritage, Keith must decide if he can trust these people… and if he can trust himself.
My Comments: Really well-written canon-divergence AU. I love all the things that change because Keith meets the Blade of Marmora before he and Shiro can warm up to the idea of there being good Galra out there through Ulaz. It makes a HUGE difference, for them and for everyone else as well, and I love the way the idea is being explored.

The Color Of Our Planet From Far Far Away by LonelyGirlInSpace
Words: 13,942 (WIP 3/?)
Author’s Summary: A story in which Lance and the team has a lot of difficulties, because they don’t sleep and sometimes make poor choices as a result and others are forced to suffer more than they deserve due to those poor choices. Or Lance gets hurt because the team didn’t listen and everyone desperately wants to fix it.
My Comments: Lance is a little too perfect and the rest of the team is a little too mean for my tastes, at least in the first chapter, but this is a well-written and poignant hurt/comfort fic, and it’s gen, and the third chapter almost made me cry, and I’m very, very hooked. Can’t wait for more.

with quiet words I’ll lead you in by strikinglight for goukyorin (sashimisusie)
Words: 5,216
Author’s Summary: “You were screaming,” Keith tells him. “I heard you through the wall. ”That wall, Lance wants to point out, is supposed to be soundproof. It shouldn’t let you hear anything, no matter how hard you listen. What he says instead is “I can’t breathe.” “Take it slow.” Keith’s voice is steady, but as Lance’s eyes struggle to focus his face is a blur. The image goes shaky and then comes clear, shaky then clear, like looking into water. “Pretend it’s low tide. Tell me about the ocean again.”
My Comments: Klance, but reads platonic to me. Really lovely hurt/comfort fic about kids caught in a war far, far away from home.

Disappear Completely by Bandity
Words: 7,053
Author’s Summary: Lance knew something was wrong with him. He thought it would pass on its own eventually, but as time went on, and the pain continued, he realized that something inside of him must be very broken.
My Comments: Possibly my favorite fic this week. So far I’ve read it three times. Lance’s trauma is so awful and visceral, and the aftermath is realistic and carefully handled. There are no easy solutions, but things do get better, and everyone is doing their best to help.

Space Mall Take 2 by CondensationOnGlass
Words: 3,618
Author’s Summary: Shiro won’t stand for the Paladins looking like no-good troublemakers. And with the Galra Empire so spread out and with such a gripping hold, they may need more than what they have. And for some reason the mall seems like the place to get it. And it seems like a great place to have more trouble pop up. Aka: Where Shiro has to play the big brother and apologize for the others making a great big damn mess, and nearly has another one on his hands for picking today of all days to do it.
My Comments: Equal parts comedy and hurt/comfort, and a joy to read throughout. Poor Lance.

Nomenclature by Awkwardly_social
Words: 7,885
Author’s Summary: It took almost five months to find Lance after the wormhole. And when they finally do, they’re stuck on the planet until the castle can come get them. Lance takes the opportunity to teach the team a little about the planet and a little bit about himself along the way.
My Comments: Lance has had a rough time, and the gradual way the others find out is really well-handled. Plus the worldbuilding is just really neat. Also read the sequel for some great aftermath and Lance with PTSD.

It Is Enough by nadagio 
Words: 1,020
Author’s Summary: Nowhere near close to finding Shiro and uncertain what he should do now, Lance spends some quiet time with the Blue Lion.
My Comments: Really sweet fic with Blue helping Lance deal with his grief and figure out what to do next.

mostly void, partially stars by dakhtar
Words: 9,403 (WIP 3/?)
Author’s Summary: Werewolves can’t be astronauts,” Derek’s annoying voice had grumped. “Werewolves can’t be pilots. Werewolves can’t be fighter jet pilots, Lance, for God’s sake, Werewolves can’t pilot giant space robot cats that join together to become a giant space robot man and fight an evil purple bat-cat empire!” Well, he hadn’t said that last part, but Derek totally would’ve. (Alt title: seawolf)
My Comments: Teen Wolf crossover, but I haven’t seen a single episode of that show and I’m enjoying this fic very much. The worldbuilding is really cool, and I love this take on Lance and the relationships he wants and needs and is trying to build.

Going Up! by Olive_theCat
Words: 2,373 (WIP 1/?)
Author’s Summary: When Sendak is chosen over Shiro to pilot the main engine test of the new Kerberos shuttle, he’s got to take up an offer that Matt gives him: To be a camp counselor at the Galaxy Garrison summer program!Of course, herding five super-smart teenagers through some simulated astronaut training can’t be all that bad, right? What could go wrong? Well, with the help of a malfunctioning little robot named Beezer towards the end of the summer…It turns out a lot can.SpaceCamp AU (movie and real life), constructive critisism is welcome!
My Comments: Space Camp was one of those movies I watched over and over as a kid, and I can’t wait to see what my favorite space kids do in that setting. The author is having a lot of fun with it, and I am too.

Trust Fall by Pidgeon_Online
Words: 2,869
Author’s Summary: Pidge usually dealt with her issues on her own. No one needed to be bothered with her problems when she could easily deal with them herself. Especially when it came to this. There was no way she would ask anyone for help with this. Because she was fine. She didn’t need help.or
Pidge definitely needs help before her body turns completely against her.
My Comments: Poor Pidge, but I wish I had a whole team of adorable boys trying to help when I felt like this, so also not poor Pidge at all, I am jealous.

Uninvited Guest by YukiSkyes
Words: 3,375
Author’s Summary: The most interesting stories about Glasycus Mountain, said to be the gateway between Earth and the Abyss, were the ones about the black dragon that guards it. There was no end to the people stupid enough to try to find Shiro and Keith would do anything to protect him and help hide his existence. One evening, Keith comes home to someone already inside.
My Comments: This is the first of a series of nine stories so far, with the paladins in a fantasy AU, some of them not human anymore. It’s really fun, a lot of great worldbuilding, and some great character interactions. I’m really enjoying it, and I subscribed to the series.

The Once and Future Snore by hufflepirate
Words: 980
Author’s Summary: Allura and Coran think about the past. Coran can’t figure out how to tell Shiro he’s as welcome to affection as all the younger paladins. Everybody ends up in the same nap pile anyway. (Note: Everybody (on the main team) is in this, but I only individually tagged the people who do something besides trap Coran in the middle of a nap pile while he’s too asleep to know how they got there.)
My Comments: Absolutely ADORABLE cuddle puddle fic focused around Coran. And can I note how wonderful it is that cuddle puddle fic is practically a genre in this fandom? Because it is.

The Home You Make by rednight16 for psyraah
Words: 1,304
Author’s Summary: Sometimes the ones that end up close to you are the people that you least expect.
My Comments: It’s so wonderful for Shiro to have friends who he is not responsible for, who can just talk to him as adults and have conversations that don’t have anything to do with saving the world. Yet another reason I would have been happy to have Thace and Ulaz stick around on the show.

shades of blue by behestha
Words: 1,104
Author’s Summary: Eventually, Shiro’s scales reach a tipping point. OR the one where Shiro has a panic attack and Lance gently helps him.
My Comments: I love these two supporting each other in any situation, and this is lovely. Hinted Shance at the end, but reads as gen to me.

Trap by macShitFuck
Words: 1,272
Author’s Summary: Alt title: Hell or High Water You don’t consider the amount of pain and panic an animal must go through when they’re caught in a leghold trap until you’re in one yourself.
My Comments: Oh man, Hunk whump. This is brutal, but I love how he tries to calm Lance down even while he’s in horrible pain.

Turnabout is Fair Play by CondensationOnGlass for taylor_tut
Words: 7,623 (WIP 2/?)
Author’s Summary: Iconic pranks, blistering fevers, and fair play.Or, where some of the Paladins pull a joke and then get slammed with guilt about 8 hours later, and for others it is much more immediate.Based off a tumblr post by @taylor-tut. Might change the title. Multichapter, and in progress. I’m slow to update.
My Comments: Probably my second favorite fic on this list, and yes, I read what’s available twice already. It’s a very indulgent kind of hurt/comfort that I adore, and I can’t wait for more. The prank the others pull on Lance really was harmless and cute more than anything, but he just happened to be in the middle of developing a terrifying and dangerous fever, so yeah. There’s some guilt there, poor babies.

Swallow the Sun by valkyriered
Words: 1,934
Author’s Summary: Shiro has a panic attack. Kolivan tells him a story. Very background Shiro/Ulaz.
My Comments: The worldbuilding here is freaking GORGEOUS, holy smokes. Just read it.

Defying the Odds by Mists
Words: 13,562 (4/?)
Author’s Summary: *Voltron Season 3 AU* Also known as: The Continuing Adventures of Space Dad Cat! Let’s just say, a certain cockpit is not quite as empty as the paladins believe… “Highly improbable. Especially for this reality,” he haughtily said with a self important air. “The odds of which being: one trillion, seven billion, eight hundred thousand, point three, two, eight, five-” SLAV! New chapter now up! The Voltron Paladins play “Dungeons and Dragons!” Poor Hunk tries to save his campaign from Lance and Pidge. While Keith and Shiro are helplessly along for the ride. Let the craziness begin! Deep character exploration. Friendship, Humor, Team as family!
My Comments: Crack alert! This story is super fun, and I’m not just saying that because the most recent chapter has the kids playing DnD with Lance as a bard and Pidge as a rogue, nope, not at all.

The Pizza One by taylor_tut
Words: 1,268
Author’s Summary: Like four people requested an AU where Lance is a pizza delivery man and delivers a pizza to the other paladins (modern, college AU) while running a very high fever. They make sure he gets taken care of.
My Comments: This author just uploaded a whole CATALOGUE of Lance sickfics, so yeah, definitely check the author profile if you’re in the mood for a whole bunch of short fics featuring Lance injured, sick, feverish, or otherwise in need of care. I certainly enjoyed reading through the whole bunch. Picking this one out as my favorite for the way the others take in lonely, sick Lance who is just working way too hard and needs someone to look out for him. I love it.

Senmō by TheOtakuWithHazelEyes
Words: 4,399
Author’s Summary: While under the effects of an alien fever, Shiro dreams of another time when he was sick. Confused and ill, he cries out for the only person he thinks can aid him- his mother. (A moment of Shiro bonding with the paladins stemming from him being sick, and a look into his thoughts.)
My Comments: Really sweet hurt/comfort for Shiro, and some backstory that is poignant and lovely.

Day at the Beach by JackieNeedsMoreSleep
Words: 1,804
Author’s Summary: The team takes the day off to go to the beach but Pidge has to deal with Lance and some other asshole’s shit.
My Comments: Really cute, fun teamfic.

Intrinsic by buttered_onions
Words: 1,219
Author’s Summary: The first time Shiro felt the Force.
My Comments: Miss Onions just writes the BEST AUs, gah. This is full of powerful moments. I’m so proud of wee Padawan Shiro.

Lost in the Fog by oldmythologies for melonbug
Words: 2,395
Author’s Summary: Each one of them gives him something on his way back to them.
My Comments: Great take on what happened to Shiro in the S2 finale and how the others get him back.

Allura’s Twelve by windscryer
Words: 2,217
Author’s Summary: The Paladins learn that while there are a great many differences between Earth and Altean culture, movie genres are not one of them. Some things are just universal.
My Comments: Cute, fluffy teamy goodness. Just a pleasure to read.

Part of the Team by wingedflower
Words: 3,785
Author’s Summary: After a training session gone terribly wrong, Lance finally reaches his breaking point. Luckily, Coran knows exactly what to say.
My Comments: I just really really really love downhearted Lance and supportive Coran, gah, just give me all of it, just pour it over me, it’s SO GOOD.

Sweets at 7am by JackieNeedsMoreSleep
Words: 1,223
Author’s Summary: Keith walks into the kitchen to find his friends baking.
My Comments: Really cute, fluffy teamfic.

Emergency Lessons by Kalira
Words: 3,210
Author’s Summary: Pidge, Lance, and Keith land in several ‘emergencies’ and pull each other through them.
My Comments: Really lovely teamfic with a trio you don’t usually see put together. The second chapter was my favorite, but it’s all absolutely delightful.

Five Times: Keith and the Dads of Marmora by EdgarAllenPoet
Words: 4,816
Author’s Summary: [Bonus, one time it literally saved his life and he really didn’t have a choice but to roll with it]. So actually, this is a 'seven times’ fic, but that doesn’t quite have the same ring to it.“ 'If you want to rest more, I will stay. You are safe.’ Keith wondered quietly how the person talking to him now was possibly the same leader he’d met at the Blade of Marmora.”
My Comments: I LOVE THIS SO MUCH. Parts are funny and parts are poignant, but it’s all good start to finish. Favorite line: “Antok, listen. Listen, Antok. They are toddlers.”

and yet by achieving elysium (Ogygia)
Words: 1,194
Author’s Summary: After the Castle of Lions is reclaimed from Sendak, Coran finds himself left alone to his thoughts— guilt and sorrow for children who do not belong in a war. written for voltron angst week on tumblr | day one: smile
My Comments: Oh man, Coran angst always gets me in the throat. Really good stuff.

7 Times They Noticed by the_unoriginal_fox
Words: 5,549 (WIP 5/7)
Author’s Summary: Lance was alright. He was happy. He was fine. Except when he wasn’t.“Listen. Are you alright?”
“Uh…are you alright?”
“Are you okay buddy?”
“Are…are you in good health, paladin?“
Are…are you okay, paladin?”
“Hey. You okay?"His team mates, his second family - they noticed.
My Comments: It’s a genfic with Lance being supported by his entire team. I love it.

The Great Escape by Eastofthemoon
Words: 2,619
Author’s Summary: Keith did not like being cold, but he hated being chased by the Galra even more.
My Comments: The latest installment in one of my favorite Voltron fanfic series. Read it all if you haven’t before.

Previously Recced Fics That Updated:

Love and Other Questions by squirenonny
familiar by achieving elysium (Ogygia)
When You Reach Me by writterings
Shifting Sands by Cardigan_Quincy
A Dream Away by BossToaster (ChaoticReactions)
Here Stands a Man by awkwardCerberus
A Song of Storm and Ice by BreakTheDawn
Gate Keeper by MoonlitPaladin (MoonlitStardust) for cupcakelevi
Masks by TiedyedTrickster
As Color Fades Away by IcyPanther
Must Surely Be Learning by BossToaster (ChaoticReactions)
Someplace Like Home by squirenonny
The Meadows of Asphodel by Genesister (papirini) (now complete)
Taking One For The Team by ShiningRegalia
Little Lions by MidnightCreator (now complete)
Truce by kyanve
This Is New by TheHomestuckWhovian
The Garden of Heaven by Genesister (papirini)
It’s Getting Darker But I’ll Carry On by CamsthiSky
A Million Stars Apart by SerenePhenix
Coming Undone by Emerald_Ashes

I’m still holding out hope for Clarke, because I really think she’s reached her bottom and there’s only one way to go from there. Also guys, please keep in mind, this isn’t out of context behavior for Clarke:

Season 1: It was Clarke’s idea to create the Ring of Fire that wound up killing 300 Grounders.

Season 2: It was Clarke’s idea to irradiate Level 5 (even though Monty made it possible and Bellamy helped her pull the lever).

Season 3: It was Clarke’s idea to enter the City of Light and pull the lever knowing that she would permanently kill all of those who had died in the City of Light.

And she makes those decisions every Season to keep her people safe just like she always! They haven’t ruined Clarke at all.

You know what’s different about Clarke’s actions as compared to other Seasons? For once, the narrative is not supporting her. Previously when Clarke would say things like “I had no choice.” or “I bear it so they don’t have to.” she was painted as a tragic heroine. But this show has always been about learning from your mistakes and has Clarke learned?

I didn’t intend for this ask to turn into a character study but it has. The very first time we hear the phrase “I have no choice.” is in the pilot episode spoken by Marcus Kane (” In that case, given your confession, in my role as Chancellor pro tempore, you leave me no choice but to find you guilty.”) to Abby Griffin, whose response, here is the conversation:

Kane: “In that case, given your confession, in my role as Chancellor pro tempore, you leave me no choice but to find you guilty.”

Abby: “We always have a choice, Kane. You chose to press charges against my husband, your friend, even though you knew he would get floated for it. You chose to include my daughter in those charges, and now you’re choosing this. Hiding behind the law absolves you of nothing.”

Kane: “Be that as it may, in accordance with penal code one, because all crimes committed by those above the age of maturity are capital crimes, you are hereby sentenced to death. Execution is set for the morning, and I choose at every turn and at any cost to make sure that the human race stays alive.

Abby: “That’s the difference between us, Kane. I choose to make sure that we deserve to stay alive.”

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Student Council Prez [13]

Episode 12 - Episode 13 - Episode 13.5 OR Episode 14
Words: 9.2k
Genre: Fluff, Slice of Life, High School!Au

The second you walk through the door, Sungjae practically launches on top of you, never happier than to see your face. Your two siblings look cleaner than you’ve ever seen them, Sohyun’s hair tight in braids and Sungjae’s own hair swept to the side in the style of the 1940’s. Aunt Eunhye is happy to see you back too but doesn’t waste any time to scold your messy attire.

But as you look around the apartment, everything is well kept and spotless. Most importantly, your siblings have been well fed, are happy and completely safe.

For the next week, you find yourself with less responsibilities and hardships, despite your aunt nagging you to do more chores. Sometimes you even become shocked at how little you have to do or worry about; if your siblings ate or not, how much you had to spend on groceries and what you were going to make - the list was endless but at the same time all but disappeared. For once you were exactly what you should be: a teenager.

Nevertheless, all good things must come to an end.

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Fool For Lesser Things

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Prompt: “I don’t care what consequences it brings, I’ve been a fool for lesser things.” The Longest Time - Billy Joel
Pairing: Misha x Reader
Word Count: 1,135
Warnings: None?
A/N: This is my entry for Angelina’s (aka @atc74) 1K celebration challenge. I feel like I haven’t written a oneshot in forever! Hope you guys like it! Anyway, feedback for this is awesome! :)

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CAN’T FEAR YOUR OWN WORLD Part 4 Full Translation

Chapter 3


An abnormal event was gradually eating away at the world.

Tragedy struck the noble district of Seireitei.

That may be just the beginning.

Strangely, it started from the day Hisagi Shūhei learned that Tsunayashiro Tokinada was to be inaugurated as clan head —-

A budding malice that spreads like leaves and branches, extending its fingertips to the Soul Society, the Human World, and Hueco Mundo.

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You turned away

A slightly alternate ending of “Blindsided”, Race to the Edge, Season 4
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“Can I ask you something?”

The question resonated in the air for a second, before Hiccup decided to answer it. He glanced at his friend, sitting next to him at the platform’s edge, her eyes fixed on him. She looked perfectly calm.

“Sure.”

If he’d had to choose one word to describe the last week at the Edge, it would’ve been ‘full’. Full of accidents, full of anxiety. Full of emotions of all possible kinds.

Emotions he could hardly control.

The truth was, that when he first learned that Astrid had lost her sight, he had no idea what was about to come. He tried to belittle it – don’t worry, Astrid; it will be fine, Astrid. That’s what he said. But then he saw how scared she was and… he felt the fear himself, even though he did everything to make sure she wouldn’t see it.

If Astrid Fearless Hofferson had been scared, how could he not be?

He called himself back to present and noticed the blonde warrior looking down on her laps. He smiled weakly. At least it was all over now.

Still, she had something to ask him about.

“Um… Back in the forest…” she started, hesitantly. “when we were… Well, you know.”

The forest. Yes, of course. Her, lying on the ground. Him, resting on his arms above her. Their faces inches apart.

Her breakdown.

His consolation.

Their…

“Yeah…?”

Calm down, Hiccup. Nothing had happened.

“Were you about to…?”

Or, hadn’t it?

Oh Thor. No, no, no.

“Oh, uh… Well, I…”

Good gods.

“So…”

It couldn’t be true. Not this. Anything but this.

“You felt that, huh?”

He looked away the second he heard the words, no matter how kind Astrid seemed at the moment. He tried to smile, but all he could come up with, was shaping his lips in an awkward grimace, while quietly praying to the mighty Thor to be struck with a sudden, inexplicable blast from the sky.

She was not supposed to have felt that.

“I felt like maybe I got away with it.”

He’d screwed up. He’d screwed up like no one ever had. After years and years of waiting for a sign that she might… consider feeling about him in a way he’d always felt about her, he’d ruined everything by one stupid attempt. Until now, he could’ve hope that she’d never noticed what he’d been trying to do back then, and just wait for another opportunity to come.

This moment made him realise she was conscious about everything.

Idiot.

“Well, why didn’t you?”

Hold on a second. Was she really asking him that?

He met her gaze.

She really was.

“Oh, uh…” Hiccup stuttered, more than confused. What was he supposed to say? She would be mad no matter how well he’d excused himself. What did she expect?

But then again, she never stopped smiling at him. He bit his lips nervously.

“Well, I…” He continued, carefully choosing his words. “It wasn’t perfect. And I always thought that if it ever happened… and, yes, I’ve thought about it, a lot. Uh…”

Hiccup, what the hell are you doing here?

“…it had to be just perfect.”

Why he’d said all that, he didn’t know. It wasn’t a lie – every word he’d said was one hundred percent true. He had thought about it. He had wanted it to be perfect. And when he recalled the last week situation, he had to admit that it had not beenthat.

But he also knew it wasn’t the real reason.

He clenched his teeth and sighed.

“You turned away.”

That was it. He finally put all the pieces together and realised, what it meant for him. What it meant for them. And the more he thought about it, the more hopeless he felt. Because as long as he could believe that his closest, dearest friend wasn’t aware of his actions, he could just go on and wait, blaming the Triple Strike for spoiling the moment. But she was aware.

And since she didn’t make her move, it clearly meant she didn’t appreciate it.

“Look” The young leader picked up, still unable to look at her. “I know what you think. It was stupid and I… I’m sorry for that. But I just want you to know that I’m ready to get over it, if only you let me to. Astrid, your friendship is the most precious thing I have, and I can’t lose it because of one cursed moment of weakness. We can go on, like if nothing had happened and I promise that you won’t even see the difference.”

He paused.

“You see, when we talked in those woods, I told you one thing. I am with you, Astrid. Whatever it means, whatever you want it to mean. Don’t you think I’m taking any of this back.”

He finally turned, looking straight into her eyes, but, seeing no smile on her face, he turned away again, fixing his gaze on a horizon. That was probably the most dreadful dawn he’d ever experienced, but gods knew it couldn’t be helped now. There was nothing more to say or do, except for shifting to his former place and increasing the distance between Astrid and himself again.

That’s what he should do now, right?

He didn’t have time to do anything of this kind. The moment this thought crossed his mind, he heard the Warrior giving out a small chuckle; and before he’d realised what was going on, he felt her hands on his shoulder, pulling his body in her direction.

Her lips against his skin.

Her kiss on his cheek.

He must have been dreaming.

“You’re the biggest dork that has ever walked the earth, Hiccup.” She said, still laughing. “And you have to be the most oblivious one to think that I could ever be upset with you for that try. I turned away because I’d heard the Triple Strike coming at us – not because I was offended by the attempt.”

With every word heard, Hiccup’s eyes widened. So that was it? She did appreciate it?

“I thought… I was sure…” He stammered, staring at her in amazement. “I was certain you’d be mad at me.”

“For making my dreams come true?”

“Your what?”

“Hiccup, I’ve been waiting for it for years.”

“You have?”

“Did you really not see that?”

He closed his eyes and inhaled deeply. Then he opened them slowly, carefully observing her face, lightened with amusement. It couldn’t be true. It just couldn’t. But if it was…

“Then why didn’t you…?” He whispered.

Astrid looked down, smiling and softly shrugged her shoulders.

“I guess you were not the only one who wanted it to be perfect.”

She took her hands from his armour and put them on the platform’s floor. Hiccup wanted to protest, until he noticed where exactly she’d rested them – and how close her fingers were to his own. He smiled, touching them as gently as he could.

A shiver went through his body when he realised what she’d just said.

Astrid’s smile widened when she sensed that. She glanced at the horizon, while covering Hiccup’s hand with her palm and squeezing it slightly.

“You know” She pointed out quietly; she felt her heart beating faster and faster, but this one time, there was nothing wrong about that. “This seems pretty perfect to me.”

Hiccup followed her gaze and nodded. He turned and leaned towards her, astonished how right it felt. Astrid looked at him shyly, but he knew she wouldn’t withdraw now – after all, it was the moment they’d been both waiting for.

Finally, their lips met.

And when they parted, and looked at one another again, Hiccup raised his hand and placed it on her cheek. There was just one thing left to say.

“Yeah. I guess it does.”

Stuck in Limbo // pt. 1

A/N.: This idea came to me a couple of weeks ago and I just had to write it down. I had originally planned this to be a one-shot, but turns out (and this comes as no surprise) I got too excited with the story and, therefore, it got kinda long, reason why I’m turning it into a two-parter. So I hope you guys enjoy this part, the next and final one should be up pretty soon! I’d love to know your thoughts on this though, so please let me know what you think! Your opinions are deeply appreciated!!

“Riley? Riles, you there?”

Lucas walks into the dark, silent living room, confusion painting his features. He turns the lights on as his eyes scan the apartment, the place is completely empty. His mind instantly wanders back to the conversation he had with Riley over breakfast. They weren’t on the best terms for the past couple of days, that was for sure, but she had promised him she’d make it tonight.

He steps aside letting Zay in, throwing his keys on the table when something catches his eye. Oh no, she didn’t. Lucas can feel his jaw tighten as he reads the note, rolling his eyes at its unpleasant, though unsurprising, message. It doesn’t go unnoticed by Zay.

“Let me guess… Jackass? He chuckles, walking over to the couch.

“What do you think?” The blonde bites out, rereading the note aloud “Out with Jack. Don’t wait up. Wink face.” Lucas features distort in disgust as he scrunches up the piece of paper and tosses it away.

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3 days left until Avengers Assemble, Season 4! Here’s a thing I wrote.


There are still pockets of smoke speckling the pavement, but the danger is past. Little by little, people emerge from their makeshift shelters, dodging the holes in the ground and the small piles of debris, going on with their lives. A few look up, wave at them. Steve, perched on a ledge a few stories up, returns the greeting.

“A good day’s work,” Tony says, taking a seat next to him. From up close, the scratches on his suit have become actual dents, an inch shy of permanent.

Steve considers the state of his own uniform and lets out a puff of air. “So I hear.”

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New Americana (Part One)

Pairing: ReaderXBellamy

Inspiration: New Americana by Halsey

Series Prompt: You are the member of a tribe that broke away from the Grounders several years back. Suddenly a new group arrives called The 100 and you have to decide wither they are enemies, friends, or even more than that, but more importantly you have to also convince the rest of your tribe that.

Warning: swearing, mention of violence

A/N: this series goes along with season 1 of The 100, part one begins on episode 2


“(Y/N) can you please slow the fuck down?!” you heard Timmy’s voice shout from behind you as you ran through the dense forest, ducking under branches and jumping over tree roots. You had not only grown up in these woods, but you had also been raised as a hunter which made maneuvering the seemingly endless horizon of trees and thick canopies easy. Timmy on the other hand was a farmer and a slow one at that, lagging behind you by at least 25 yards. 

“Keep up!” you joked back, glancing back just in time to see a branch hit Timmy square in the face causing you to let out an involuntary loud laugh. 

It only took you another two minutes before you had reached your destination, Timmy appearing next to you breathlessly a handful of seconds after you had come to a halt on the massive rock that sat at the edge of the forest. Where the trees ended a clearing began, that clearing serving as the home to a waterfall that gave way into a pool of green-blue water.

“Why can we never just take a leisurely stroll here?” Timmy asked in between pants. You glanced down at him, his body bent at the waist with his hands on his knees, his chest rising and falling heavily.

“That takes too much time.” you chuckled, the run barely phasing your respiratory system. You had trained your breathing throughout your many years of hunting, the training mainly coming from running away from animals that wanted to kill you.

“You need to learn patience.” Timmy chortled before straightening himself up and looking at the waterfall, its magnificence still causing his mouth to drop open even after having visited it almost twice a week over the past few months.

“And you need to learn how to run faster but we both know that’s not gonna happen.” you teased, pushing him lightly. He returned the favor by pushing you back harder, sending you stumbling slightly to your right. 

Normally this would escalate into a full on wrestling match, something your parents said that you even did when you were toddlers running around the base camp. However a second before you were about to push back your hunter ears perked at the sound of two unfamiliar voices in the distance.

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“Did you hear that?” you asked, looking in the direction you thought the voices had come from, furrowing your brow and squinting slightly as if that extended your vision through the thick canopy the trees gave.

“Hear what?” Timmy asked, following your gaze. 

However before you could answer the voices spoke out again, this time closer and this time being heard even by him. You looked at Timmy for a moment, his face frozen as he starred in the direction of the voices. 

“Shit.” he muttered a second before you grabbed his arm and pulled him harshly, his body falling down off of the rock and landing in a pile like a rag doll. You hopped down a second after he had landed and pressed your back up against the large rock, glancing down at your friend who was still seemingly in shock at the sound of the voices. You grabbed his arm and pulled him up into a sitting position, his legs pushing his body up against the rock next to you.

“Wow.” you heard a female voice speak. The clarity of the voice ringing in your ears could only mean that whoever the two people were, they were now in the clearing. “Well at least we don’t have to worry about water.” her voice spoke again, this time laced with happiness. You glimpsed at Timmy who was looking straight forward trying not to make a single sound, not like the two strangers would be able to hear over the roar of the waterfall.

There was silence for a moment until you heard feet sloshing around in the water. The strangers now must be walking in the shallow water that circulated the deeper pool of cool water.  

You nudged Timmy and pointed to his right, signalling for him to start crawling in that direction, knowing all to well that the moment the strangers decided to enter the pool you and your friend would be visible to them. You had no clue who the two were and while you were a capable fighter, with Timmy as your partner in a match it would practically be two on one and those were odds you did not like one bit. 

Timmy nodded his head and obediently slid his body along the large rock until he was on the other side of it. You followed closely behind him, resting your back up against the rock right as you heard the loud splash of the couple entering the water. 

“Let’s go.” Timmy whispered the moment the two of you were against the back of the rock, the forest now starring you in the face. He pushed off the rock only to have his arm grabbed by you and pulled back, his throat letting out a small noise when his back hit the rock once again.

“Wait, let’s see what they’re talking about.” you said, turning so you could peak your head around the corner of the rock, looking past the space he and you had just been. You couldn’t see the two yet.

“Are you crazy?” he asked, smacking you hard on the arm, a small slap noise being covered by the sound of the waterfall. “Let’s go (Y/N), I don’t want to be strung up by some Grounders.” 

“They aren’t Grounders.” you said, your eyes finally catching a glimpse of the two strangers as they moved towards the center of the pool. It was a boy and a girl and all you could tell from seeing their heads bobbing in the water was that the girl had blonde hair and the boy had black hair. Although there faces were distant and hard to depict, you knew they weren’t Grounders, after all you were once a Grounder and you knew every one of their faces as if it was burned into your brain. 

“(Y/N), I’m serious, let’s go.” Timmy pleaded, grabbing your arm and tugging. However you didn’t budge. Instead you watched as the strangers began to swim over towards the shore once again, their conversation having stopped rather suddenly, their heads disappearing behind the rock. You wiggled your arm loose from Timmy’s and crawled back around to the side of the rock you had originally been on, peaking your head around the corner just in time to see the two strangers get up onto the shore line and walk over towards a pile of medium sized rocks.

“What the fuck.” you muttered, squinting your eyes as the two strangers bent down next to the rocks. You saw a discoloration on the rocks that looked all too familiar, causing your mouth to drop open slightly. Blood. 

You shifted onto your feet so you were now squatting, watching as the two strangers seemed to discuss something to one another, their voices too low for you to hear with the waterfall roaring in your ear. You saw the blonde girl look back down at the rocks before reaching for something wearily, her hand returning into your view holding what appeared to be googles. You looked at the facial expression that the two shared with each other.

They knew whoever it was that the blood belonged to. 

This was starting to get interesting.

You watched closely as the two of them stood up simultaneously before grabbing their bags and quickly turning and walking in the direction the blood went, leaving you and Timmy once again alone at the waterfall.

“Okay, now can we please go back to camp?” Timmy asked, standing up once he saw you stand, knowing that meant the coast was clear. You continued to look in the direction the two had ran off to, your lips pursing as the curiosity began to fill your body. “Oh hell no.” Timmy spoke, the expression on your face all too familiar. He stepped forward so he was next to you and hit you on the arm again. “We aren’t following them.”

“Oh come on, it can be an adventure.” you pleaded, glancing over at him as his arms crossed firmly over his chest. “Weren’t you the one who said that you were bored?”

“Yeah, so we came here and then two random ass people showed up and now you want to follow them towards God only knows what.” Timmy said, pointing in the direction the strangers had gone, your eyes following his finger.

“It could be fun.” you spoke, looking at the thick woods that the two had disappeared into.

“Dying a slow and painful death doesn’t sound like fun to me.”

“We won’t die! We’ll follow from a distance and if it turns out to be nothing then we can turn right back around and go back to camp.” you argued, putting your weight on one leg and now crossing your own arms over your chest.

“Or, and here’s a crazy idea I know you have never heard of, we stay out of trouble and go back to camp right now!” Timmy shouted back. However, he knew he was fighting a losing battle.

anonymous asked:

I love your meta but omg I just had a thought of another parallel with Dean's behavior in Cas' absence. 7x13 and 12x18 of course there are obvious differences (Dean actually saw Cas die, they had just lost Bobby) They hadn't even been to Purgatory yet but still I feel Dean was grieving for Cas was intense as what we saw last week and caused him to seek a distraction (that was nearly his downfall I might add )

Thank you *hug* :)

I see that very much, yes. I mean…. there are a lot of pining!Dean episodes throughout the years I guess due in large part to the *Cas can’t be in too many episodes and he must be kept at arms length from Dean at all costs until it’s relevant to make them seem desperately in love but then lets rip them apart cos no homo and no romance in this show or at least not just yet but wait and see maybe we will maybe we won’t, come back next season to find out!* fun times we get with SPN….and….breathe….

I mean yeah, generally Dean’s coping mechanism is to “bury it” (I just watched 5x11 today and I love that episode, it just explores so much of both the boys psyche and this is exactly it for Dean (AND ITS ANOTHER ANDREW DABB EPISODE, AAAH! ok if you follow me you will know I keep finding out my favourite episodes are nearly all Dabb at the moment, like, this is the 2nd in 30 minutes and I just can’t with this man, I love him so much, I have so much faith in him now he had better follow through dammit).

I have this kind of…. random ass vague timeline of Dean’s emotional journey regarding Cas which I in no way am saying is exactly right but for me its an approximation anyway:

season 4 ‘wow he’s freaking hot but a dick….oh no, wait, maybe he isn’t?‘ 
season 5 ‘ok but, like, theres this weird buzz in my gut when i see him’ 
season 6 ‘man i miss him what the hell?’
season 7 'i miss him so much wtf is wrong with me
season 8 resignation that he probably loves him but doesn’t want to
season 9 resignation that he does love him but can’t have him
season 10 MoC so dulled emotions and pain, mostly 'i don’t deserve him’ season 11 'i don’t know what to do about it, i don’t deserve him and i don’t know how he feels about me anyway’
season 12 'i definitely love the bastard, this sucks but also i think he loves me too but i don’t know what to do about it at this point or how to know for sure’ and then BAM 12x12 and where we are now….

So yeah, season 7′s loss and Dean’s general pain and angst was intense and we all know it was due to a number of things but one of the main ones was losing Cas and I believe also the way in which he lost Cas that was so devastating. The whole “Cas, black goo” thing, clearly shows where his feelings are really hurting on top of the subtext through that whole time. I mean, in season 7 they’re nowhere near the emotional point that they are at now, it’s halfway through their journey so far, its just so much worse stronger now…

I only wrote a post yesterday talking about how the sexual encounters in SPN are often coded as ‘wrong/bad’ and for Dean meaningless sex is a recurring, consistent coping mechanism for his emotional turmoil. It’s no surprise that Dean had a one night stand with the Amazon and the waitress in 12x11 whom it’s only implied he had sex with and then the waitress in 12x18 which is canon that he had sex with. 

It’s important to note the comparison between 12x11 and 12x18 and remember what has changed since then? Well, his worry for CAS has been the main factor in both the lead up to the sex in these episodes and in no way do I think that is a coincidence that as his worry gets worse so does the implication of sex and the nature of his interactions with the waitress (basically that they become less of a ‘person’ and more of a ‘thing/distraction/plot device’ in the way they are portrayed).

Both of these are clear distractions from his pain. I mean, I’m NOT saying that all of Dean’s pain in s7 or s12 are due to Cas, of course it’s not, there are a lot of factors, there are the overriding story arcs, though these don’t usually factor massively into Dean’s psychological state, it’s more the emotional side that hits him so I think it’s more Mary and Sam’s lying and they massively factor into what he is currently ‘burying’ but especially with 12x18 it is CLEAR that he is suffering due to Cas, even wondering if he has turned up dead somewhere and all the subtext shouts this aswell as the text with his worry for Cas at the start and all Jensen’s tells and ALL the excellent meta about the waitress… which I’ll just link @postmodernmulticoloredcloak just in case as their meta is awesome on this.

Re: 7x13 I remember thinking at the time (before I even really hard core shipped Dean and Cas) that Dean’s face looked so UNSATISFIED when he lays down at the end with the Amazon.… it is so, clearly a total distraction lay and I can only imagine the 12x18 lay would be exactly the same or even more so. 

I love Jensen’s acting, he really can tell a story with his micro expressions and this ties back into 12x18 so closely - before he gets up to speak to the waitress he literally for a split second has a dead look in his eyes before plastering a smile on and when he sits back down the next morning and looks kind of happy and relaxed for about 15 seconds it then immediately fades as his reality comes crashing back down with the subtly of a hammer in the subtext that it wasn’t the omelette that he wanted but the pancakes and he has to settle

I just got another ask about 12x19 and, well, its going to be painful as hell, because we can see Dean suffering and in season 7 when he found Cas again at least Cas didn’t know who he was so he couldn’t have come to find Dean.

NOW? Cas has been most probably to all intents and purposes (to Dean anyway) been on Earth and not answering his calls… or prayers most probably at this point in Dean’s desperation. 

This is gonna hurt him like hell. And what does Dean do when he is in pain?

He burys it.

And he gets angry.