the reel catch


sorta a sequel to paper airplanes.

pairings: Connor Murphy x Reader

warnings: None. Just super fluff and bad pickup lines.

a/n: y’all, I think this is cute as fuck and I love it.

After the paper airplane incident, you decided that maybe your calling was to do origami. So, everyday you would make new origami and place it somewhere where you knew Connor was going to find it. You left little fish origamis in his sink or in his bathtub, you put little frog origamis on the steps to his house and on the ‘Welcome’ mat out front, and you would also leave origami cranes on his window sill.

At first, Connor was pissed off. You were leaving trash all over his house and it was annoying as fuck. He constantly had to check every nook and crevice to make sure that you hadn’t left him these unwanted scraps of paper. He wouldn’t necessarily throw them away (although he told you he did because he didn’t want you to know that he kept them in the drawer under his bedside table), but he said he didn’t keep them.

However, after a while, you decided to spice up your origami skills and quickly added a plot twist to these little origami creatures your made. As Connor picked up one of the origami fishes you had left in his bathtub, he noticed what looked like graphite sticking out from the corner. He cautiously opened the paper before crumpling after he read what was on it, he face flushing.

In your familiar handwriting was written, ‘You’re a reel catch ;)’.

The next day, he found a cat on his bed. Unfolding it, a light blush covered his cheeks and he smiled lightly, ‘Are you a cat? Because you’re purrrrfect!’.

This, of course, continued until one day, when you were digging around in your backpack, you pulled out a crumpled origami dinosaur. Tilting your head, you unfolded the piece of paper and you blushed heavily as you read ‘If you were a dinosaur, you’d be a gorgeousaurus’ scribbled in Connor’s handwriting.

Smiling to yourself, you quickly got to work, folding a new piece of paper and completely restarting when you thought that it wasn’t perfect enough because it had to be perfect.  

Connor grumbled as opened his locker, cursing when something fell on top of his head. His mood worsened when he thought that it was another note making fun of him. However, when he looked down, all his aggravated thoughts faded away and he carefully picked up the light red heart. For the rest of the day, he couldn’t keep the smile off his face and, he’d never tell you this, he kept that little origami heart in his backpack, making sure that he could always read it.

I’m glad you were the one who stole my heart.

Date the girl with five eyes who comes ashore in the evenings, dancing and playing with the shoals of mackerel. She crawls onto the shingle when the fishermen cast their lines, and watches them reel in their catch. As the sun sets, they gather around small fires and she joins them, staring into the flame and relishing the warmth.     


a fun little science fact about draconis mons

the glowing blue strands around the area aren’t actually based on a plant or even a fungus- they’re larval fungus gnats! most likely from genus Arachnocampa since those are the ones well known in Australia and New Zealand for making caves light up like this 

(image source)

the strands hanging down are sticky mucus snares, sometimes poisonous ones, that help them catch and reel in food!

anonymous asked:

Enma Dino and Xanxus falling in love with nerdy, shy college student?


I love shy s/o~~

// Admin Chrome



  • The two of you meet in a library. You are there studying for a class, and Enma is there searching for a book. When you go searching for a certain book, you and Enma bump into each other.
  • Enma is the type to fall in love at first sight. He sees your trembling body and blushing face when you accidentally bump into him, and Enma knows then that he wants you.
  • Enma waits everyday at the library to see if you show up again. It isn’t until a week later that you make an appearance once again. Enma makes his move to reel you in and catch you.
  • He manages to get you alone (you had went to search for a book, and ended up in a secluded corner, poor you). You are reading a book that you found, and he comes up, and takes the book from you.
  • Shocked, you notice that the man in front of you is very handsome, which makes you stare down at your shoes, feeling your insides twist with nerves. Your face feels hot, and you can barely form words.
  • Seeing you barely meeting his eyes and playing with the fringe of your shirt, Enma is having a field day. He loves it. Leaning against the bookshelf, Enma asks you on a date. Which you say yes to (a little too quickly, may I add), and Enma knows then that he has you in his grasp already.
  • Enma really loved making you blush and squirm. Seeing your reactions really made him fall in love with you. It also was a delight to see you getting all serious about your schoolwork, since it was nice having someone so intelligent around.


  • The two of you meet when Dino accidentally spills coffee on you. Dino had visited a cafe in Japan, but once he had gotten his drink, he caught sight of you, and tripped over his own two feet.
  • You were working in a little booth, your books surrounding you and were studying with some coffee to keep you sane. Dino had seen you from the corner of his eye, and thought you were so adorable. The way your face lit up in a blush and you panicked when he accidentally spilled the drink was so adorable that you had him hooked.
  • He kept coming back, and he would spy on you from a different table in the shop. You didn’t notice, and Dino got to see the serious attitude you took on while you worked. It was honestly endearing to him, and Dino wanted to know more about you.
  • Dino had finally decided to take the final move. One day, Dino had slid into the seat across from you, which immediately caught your attention. Your face heated up and you could feel your tongue twisting while trying to ask why he sat here. Why was this dude so hot? What did he want from you of all people?
  • Dino turns the flirt on high. He’ so suave that you can barely keep yourself together. You know people are staring at you, and you just want to crawl into a corner and die. However, you are enraptured by the handsome man named Dino Cavallone.
  • You barely even registered agreeing to the date, it just happened. Dino smiled in triumph, and was already planning ten different ways to get you to fall in love with him.
  • Dino could watch you for hours talk about the things you were so passionate about, and seeing how much knowledge you owned made him proud. Every time you blushed and stuttered around him made Dino fall in love with you all over again.


  • You had been in the wrong place, at the wrong time. You were walking home late from the library and, when turning into an alley (shortcut back to your apartment), you were suddenly grabbed, a knife pressed into your neck.
  • You were crying, and waiting for someone to come, and then someone stepped out from the darkness. There was a scowl of disgust, and a shot rang out. Before you knew it, the man was dead.
  • Trembling with fear, you finally took in the other man. He was tall, dark, and handsome. His glare pierced through you and you could see him scoping you out, but you managed to stutter out a thanks before another man with silver hair entered.
  • The man cast one more look at you before he left. You thought the whole ordeal was over with and you’d never see the stranger again. You were wrong.
  • Xanxus couldn’t forget about your face since your encounter. It angered him to be so hung up on you for only meeting you for a moment. Seeing how timid and helpless you were had Xanxus thinking about you everyday. You were also thinking about the stranger every day and night. It was honestly making you both crazy.
  • Xanxus finally gave up, and searched you out. It took a few weeks, but they managed to pin point exactly who you were. You went to a college in Italy, and placed high in academics. Xanxus set out to claim you. He waited in his car at your school, and while you were walking home, snatched you up. You were a blushing and stuttering mess at the whole event, but you couldn’t help thinking about how handsome and kind the stranger was.
  • After Xanxus made his move, the two of you started “dating”. Most of the time the two of you were in a room together and Xanxus would be napping and you’d be doing homework. If you needed help, Xanxus would offer. Sometimes, Xanxus would rile you up just to see the beautiful expressions of timidness, want, and embarrassment.
The 1–2–3 Step To Mastering the Sugar Daddy Search

So many aspiring SBs have similar beginnings. It all starts by signing up for one of the many SD websites. A profile is written. Stunning photos are uploaded. And then the fun begins.

For the first couple of days, the inbox fills up with emails from interested SDs. Replies are sent. Emails are exchanged and dates are set up.

There are so many POTs! The aspiring SB is elated.

It’s all good up to this point, but as every SB learns…the emails start to dry up after awhile if you don’t spring for paid, featured membership. The thing is, your profile no longer gets top mention, you’re no longer new news, and most SDs don’t have/make/take the time to go perusing through thousands of SB profiles to stumble across yours.

So what does the aspiring SB do? She keeps correspondence with the POTs that contacted her the first couple of days, hoping that one of them will “work out.”

Each of the POTs seem promising… ’til they’re not and then the aspiring SB is back at square one, feeling deflated, rejected and irked at the empty promises of the sugar world.

If you’ve been there before, know that you’re not the only one. And also know this: there is a better method to finding a SD.

You see – whereas seducing a SD is an art, finding a SD is a science. One that consists of an easy-to-follow, 3-step process.

Step 1. Cast a Wide Net

Success in sugar dating is hugely a numbers game – the more SDs you interact with, the higher your chances of finding the ideal arrangement.

The worst thing you can do to yourself is limit the range of SDs you have access to.

To cast your net as wide as possible, use both a passive and an active approach.

The passive approach is easily done:

  • Sign up for each of the best SD dating websites. The majority of them – like all but one – are totally, completely, 100% free for SBs so you have nothing to lose. Note: Don’t go too overboard and register for a dozen websites – it’ll be a full-time job keeping track of them and a lot of sugar daddy dating sites aren’t that great. Stick to just a few of the best ones.
  • Craft an awesome SB profile and post the same one on each of them.

Pretty much all the SD dating websites charge the men. For this reason, most SDs will sign up for just ONE sugar dating site and stick to it. But this doesn’t mean you have to – increase your access to every pool of SDs possible by making sure you sign up for all the best sugar dating websites. After all, why would you spend so much time writing the perfect profile for just one site when you can easily post it up to a few and double-triple-quadruple the number of SDs you can reel in?

Now as you let your profile(s) work for you, get to work yourself…

The active approach takes a little more time but is infinitely worth it:

  • Spend at least an hour a day searching the sugar dating websites for SDs who appeal to you.
  • Make the first move by contacting POTs with a short, interesting email.
  • Keep both quality and quantity in mind: Plan to contact as many promising SDs as possible in a short amount of time. Not all of them will reply. And not all of the ones who reply will work out. So the more, the merrier.

SDs are busy creatures. They often don’t have the time to browse through thousands of SB profiles to find the diamond in the rough – you. If you want to catch your ideal SD, plan to do much of the searching yourself. Don’t limit yourself to the pool of men contacting you – figure out what it is you want and go find him! This will increase both the quantity and the quality of POTs in your pool, making it easier for you to reel in a good catch.

Step 2. Keep Track of Your POTs

If you’re doing Step 1 right, you’re going to have a lot of POTs around. Your cup runneth over…and you’re going to need a method to keep track of them all.

Step 2 is all about organization. And no, that does not sound all that exciting, but it is a must-do.

You see, casting a wide net is super important but it is all in vain if you let the good fish slip through your fingers.

Keeping track of all the POTs you talk to lets you:

  • Weed out the undesirables – and make sure you don’t mistakenly waste time on them in the future
  • Chart your progress with the SDs who seem promising
  • Remember little details about each POT so you can build relationships with each promising POT
  • While at the same time, keeping your options way, way open so if one POT falls through, you still have a whole array of POTs to take his place

And it’s really not that difficult to do this. Just keep a “Sugar Log”, a simple Microsoft Doc or Excel Spreadsheet that you can record all your POTs on. You can make it look any way you want and add in whatever details are important to you.

Here is a rough example to help you get started:

You can add details like:

  • Name, screen name, profile links
  • Personal details: Occupation, Hobbies/Interests
  • Contact information
  • When and where you met and when you talked on the phone
  • Their preferred arrangement details and allowance range
  • A “Notes” section

The “Notes” section is the most important since it allows you to write freely on everything you’ve observed about a POT. We’ve found it to be the most useful tool in the sugar search. You’d be surprised how much you can learn about a person from one date or even a phone conversation when you have to write about it afterwards.

The more detailed the “Notes” section, the easier it is to pass on unappealing SDs and to keep track of POTs. We’ve been surprised to see how accurate some of our first impressions of POTs turned out to be.

Alan, the POT on the third row, has all his information crossed out because that’s an easy way to keep track of no-go sugar daddies without deleting their information (so you remember not to talk to them if you come across them again). The notes on him turned out to be spot-on. He was anal, supremely self-involved, and mostly interested in dating a SB who would hang on his every word and be very grateful for…dinner and his fantastic company. He was crossed out after the first date but continued to keep on calling for weeks, unable to understand how anyone could pass on him.

A well-kept “Sugar Log” can be the difference between a successful sugar search and a massive time sink.

Make one. Think of it as your little black sugar baby book. And no matter what – even if a POT seems so promising, he makes you want to ditch all the others – maintain your little black book.

Step 3. Rinse and Repeat

Keep searching. Keep going on dates. Keep recording all your minute observations on your “Sugar Log.” And keep on growing and maintaining your list ’til you find yourself in an ongoing sugar arrangement with a SD you like…

But even then, don’t let the list die out. Just do it part-time.

WIP - Snowballs and Sheer Luck (Lin-Manuel x Reader)

Summary: You got hit with a snowball out of the blue and universal law states that you must return fire

Word Count: 1,420

Warnings: Language.

A/N: I wrote this ages ago (during that one snowstorm, this was actually the original snowfic I wrote) and then abandoned it. But here’s an abandoned fic for everyone who was so kind and so understanding about me being MIA.

“Fuck you, man! I have to meet with Sherry and Greg still. Some of us have to be responsible adults!” Tommy laughed at Lin who had insisted on tagging along as Tommy walked to this meeting. He also insisted on detouring through the park to appreciate the large patches of untouched snow and Tommy was always one to oblige his more romantic-minded friend.

It was always a given to budget more time than usual when Lin tagged along on commutes, but the snow made it ten times worse. Lin had decided that his source of entertainment during their journey was to launch snowballs at Tommy, making himself burst into a fit of laughter every time one met his target. When Tommy had agreed to let Lin join him on his trek through the snowy city he had also accepted the possibility that he would not reach the meeting with his clothes as dry as when he left for it. But that did not mean that he appreciated Lin’s attack.

“You’re gonna be late anyways, might as well let me have my fun” Lin’s laughter rang through the park before he bent down to pack another snowball - this one larger than all the others.

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Heartbeat (9/?)

Title: Heartbeat
Fandom: SHINee
Pairings: (eventual) Jongtae; Minkey; OnKai
Chapter Wordcount: ~4k
Overall Rating: R (Some chapters will be NC-17; these will be marked.)
Chapter Warnings: discussion of mental illness, mildly dubious consent,
Summary: In which not every problem needs to be fixed and not every person needs to be saved; sometimes you just need support.

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smeared-writing  asked:

Do you have any spells to end a storm? Thank you so much.

Hi smeared-writing, and yes I do. There are multiple ways to end a storm which is already there. The two most common ways are through Dispersing or Binding the storm.


This method involves spreading the storm out over a large area thereby minimising its effects. You can disperse a storm by calling winds to blow it away (or in a certain direction) or if you favour using weather maps you can draw the low pressure system moving away and gradually dissipating.

Binding (Storm Catching)

This method is also called ‘storm catching’ and involves catching a storm and binding it within an object (usually a bottle or knots) so it can be released gradually at a later date by pulling out the cork or undoing the braid/knots. 

Storm catching or “reeling in a storm” is even more difficult than storm casting so it’s always wise to think before you cast. Too much energy put into a storm and it will go on for weeks (and cause some flooding - basement incident) or it will be extremely violent and knock down power lines and tree branches. Too little energy and all you will get is a 5 minute shower of rain. 

Preventing a Storm (Weather Maps)

However, if you wish to prevent a storm from forming, you’re going to have to pull out the weather maps. To make a weather map all you need to do is to print out a map of your local area or the area you’re trying to keep a storm away from.

Just use google maps and don’t make the area too big or you might seriously strain yourself magically. Then laminate the map - now you have your own ‘whiteboard’ to draw weather symbols on to generate certain types of localised weather.

To practice this kind of magic you really do need to know how weather systems work and how they’re likely to move; knowing a little bit about meteorology goes a long way.

Once you’re ready, find out what the weather is predicted to be and draw it on your map. Now draw the high/low pressure systems moving so that the area you’re trying to protect doesn’t get rain. This method can also be used to bring rain to a certain area.

I hope this answered your question,

- Marci

You’re A Catch

Tagging @blindbae @alicemoonwonderland and @itshaejinju just because I can

It was just you and Noctis. No Gladio, Ignis or Prompto, just the two of you taking a relaxing little vacation in Galdin Quay. It wasn’t very often that the future King of Insomnia got away from the capital and this mini fishing trip was just what the two of you needed.

Although you were quite nervous. You’d never gone fishing a day in your life, but this is what Noctis wanted and you loved him. There was no one else in your life you’d rather share this moment than Noctis.

You waited patiently as Noctis purchased the bait and lures from the local shop. His shiny midnight colored hair swayed in the gentle breeze that floated of the shoals. You couldn’t help the lingering look you cast upon the young prince. He was the most handsome young man you had ever laid your eyes on.

“Y/N! Hey Y/N, what are you staring at?” Noctis asked as he walked up to you

“The most handsome prince in the world.” You smiled, taking a few items from his hands

With your hands full, you looped your arm through Noct’s and walked towards the end of the dock together. It only took Noctis a couple of minutes to set up his rod and reel with lure and bait. You on the other hand, had no idea what you were doing. Noctis looked your way and saw that you were becoming increasingly frustrated with not knowing what to do.

“You’re a mess.” Noctis chided as he set his rod aside and shook his head

He moved to where he sat beside you. From that point, your boyfriend showed you how to properly attach the lure. Noctis took the bait and laid it in your hand. You gave him a skeptical look.

“You didn’t think I was going to do everything for you, did you?” He sighed

You took the creepy crawler in your hand snaked it through the hook. Noctis gazed at you with a proud smile. He knew you could do it. Seeing his smile always brightened your day.

Noctis took your hand and the two of you rose from your position. He took his fishing pole and flicked his wrist as if he was a professional and. Heck, he probably could be a professional if wasn’t the next in line for the throne. The lure landed some yards away from the dock and that smile that you loved so dearly spread its way across Noctis’ face. He just looked so happy being able to let loose for a little while.

You tried recreating Noct’s moves, but it ended horribly. Somehow the fishing line became slack enough that yards of it had wrapped its way around your body and you looked to Noctis for some help. Help is the exact opposite of what you received and instead your boyfriend began to laugh.

“Noct! It isn’t funny! Help me!” You shouted, your cheeks turning red from embarrassment and anger

“Ok, ok I’ll help you. Just calm down,” Noctis sniggered “Man, Prompto would’ve totally taken a picture, but since I’m a nice guy, I won’t.”

“If you take a picture of me, you won’t even have the chance to take the throne because I will have killed you.” You spat as you gave Noctis a death glare

“I get it. No pictures,” He chuckled as he laid his pole on the dock

After Noctis helped untangle you and restring your pole, he wrapped his arms around you from behind. His slender hands were perched over yours as he showed you the correct technique to cast your line. Your shoulders were stiff as you made unsure movements that caused your line to only venture out about 3 feet from the dock.

“Relax.” Noctis murmured in your ear

You did as he said as you reeled back in your line and tried again. This time you hit not too far from Noctis’ lure. You gave your boyfriend a gleaming smile and he responded with a pat to your back before he returned to his own pole.

For the next couple hours, the two of you continued to fish on the shoals with no luck. You kept throwing your line out and nothing seemed to bite. You had even tried a different bait and lure.

As the harsh summer sun beat down on the two of you, you began to grow tired. You wanted to give up and this god forsaken heat wasn’t helping. Honestly, you were surprise Noctis didn’t want to go back to your room to take a nap until supper. That’s when it happened.

There was a sudden tug at the end of your line. You squeaked when you felt the tug and that caught Noct’s attention. Your eyes screamed for him to help you and that’s exactly what he did. He wrapped his arms around you once again and urged you to reel in your catch. He helped you pull back as the seemingly big fish continued to resist.

Pull and pull as you might, it had been 20 minutes since the fish had been hooked on your line. You and Noctis were at the end of your rope. The two of you were wore out and you wanted to give up, but Noctis wanted none of that.

“If I can’t handle a measly fish, how will I ever be able to be the king Insomnia needs?” He smirked

Finally after much anguish, the fish jumped into the air and you guys were able to catch a break. You reeled with all your might and a with a thud the fish flopped onto the dock. You fell to the dock in complete exhaustion and saw Noctis do the same. After a minute, the two of you finally looked towards your prize, an Allural Sea Bass. It had probably gotten caught on a rock and that’s why it took the two of you forever to catch it.

“I’m proud of you.” Noctis smiled as he wrapped an arm around you

“Thanks.” You replied with blush dusting your cheeks

You wanted to cook your prized fish, but ended up releasing it back into the sea because neither of you could cook worth a damn. The two of you ended up going back to your hotel room and took a nap. When you woke up, you decided to have a late supper at Mother of Pearl before you retired for the night and cuddled each other as you watched a couple of movies. This getaway couldn’t have started out any better and you were glad that Noctis was here by your side the entire time.

I always feel kinda wack when I have a kin (or am questioning one) that I don’t post about and then I see someone make a post calling that character their datemate/husband/love of their life/etc. just after I thought abt /possibly/ making it public bc I feel like it makes it seem like I’m kinning that character just bc someone on my dash loves them

listening to Corinne Bailey Rae and feeling Patater and kids i am too invested in Patater family and this stretch of a ship

Say that Alexei and Kent haven’t gone public with their relationship, because they’ve been pretty busy and they kinda just…forgot about it?? Like they’re pretty happy with each other, keeping their marriage private, and keeping hockey apart from their personal lives for the past couple of years, and yeah, they know they’ll have to get to it eventually since they were seriously thinking of adopting ever since they’d really fallen in love with this little boy who was so quiet when they first met him at the adoption agency, but held on to both Tater and Kent’s legs as he tried to lead them around, showing them his toys and drawings. The first ever sentence he said to Tater was “You’re so tall,” in this awestruck voice. And Kent would never admit to this, but he melts on the inside just watching Tater trying to fit himself into one of those tiny plastic chairs and draw a crooked looking airplane with this little boy. This little boy who would cling to Kent’s neck and say, “Goodbye, Mr. Parson” and call Tater “Mr. Potato.” They are just. So. In love. With this boy.  

So a few months later (they’d been visiting the adoption agency as regularly as they can, whenever their schedules would allow) when Kent goes to Alexei’s games he’s usually in a grey sweatshirt with the hoodie up, blending into the crowd somewhere in the middle. And during intermission, Kent gets a call; it’s from the agency. He plugs in his headphones and scoot past people to try and find a quieter place. Once he’s at the top of the stairs, he pauses, and nearly drops his phone. He runs back down, trying to avoid shoving people and this is not safe but he has to get to Tater–

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