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Just in case no one has told you today

- You’re beautiful

- You’re wonderful

- Don’t pander to me, kid. One tiny crack in the hull and our blood boils in thirteen seconds. Solar flare might crop up, cook us in our seats. And wait’ll you’re sitting pretty with a case of Andorian shingles, see if you’re still so relaxed when your eyeballs are bleeding. Space is disease and danger wrapped in darkness and silence.

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Star Trek (2009) dir. J.J.Abrams (1/3)

Don’t pander to me, kid. One tiny crack in the hull and our blood boils in thirteen seconds. Solar flare might crop up, cook us in our seats. And wait till you’re sitting pretty with a case of Andorian shingles, see if you’re so relaxed when your eyeballs are bleeding. Space is disease and danger wrapped in darkness and silence.

anonymous asked:

Prompt: Kim and Trini watching Supergirl together.

Thanks for the prompt!


Monday nights were sacred. On Monday’s they had a rule: if the world wasn’t at risk of ending and there were no imminent threats, then they had to be over at Trini’s - mostly to show her mother she did in fact have friends - to watch Supergirl.

Trini, of course, blames Kimberly for getting her into the damn show. She had been fine with messing on her phone or with doing homework while her f=girlfriend watched it, but Kimberly would just complain they weren’t doing anything together. Trini had rolled her eyes and had let out a deep breathe, but had gone to join her girlfriend, nonetheless, scooting herself down the bed so she could sit next to her.

“We have to start from the beginning.” Kimberly had said as she messed around with her phone for a couple seconds, her eyes furrowing in concentration. 

“Wait, what? What are we watching?” Trini asks, trying to peek over Kimberly’s shoulder. It didn’t take long before the starting monologue of Supergirl blared out in her room. Trini groans because she’s heard this before - Kimberly talks about it every chance she gets - and she knows the other girl is already on the second season.

“Just give it a chance.” Kimberly whines next to her as she rolls her eyes. 

“Fine.” Trini says, a small huff escaping her lips. She doesn’t complain further, though, because Kimberly smiles at her with that really big smile she gets when she’s really excited, so she figures she can indulge her in watching the firs few episodes until they fall asleep. Also, the small kisses she gets from her girlfriend throughout the night don’t hurt either.

But she didn’t realize that’s how it starts, and she hates herself for being so weak. It didn’t take long for Trini to be invested. In fact, the next morning, when she woke up with Kimberly’s dark hair in her mouth and the girl curled around her, she hadn’t remembered how or when she had fallen asleep. Kimberly had laughed and given her a knowing smirk before pulling her out of bed a few minutes later. 

Then, she finished the first season. All of it. It took her three days of almost no sleep. She had been glad she had finished, now she could move on with her life.

“You know there’s a second season, right?” 

Trini wants to shoot lasers at her girlfriend. Kimberly laughs as Trini glares at the wall above her head, Trini’s hand tightening around her pen, trying to control the urge of snapping it in half in the middle of chemistry. She didn’t need to see the second season, though, because she was fine, she was almost an adult and she didn’t have an addiction to fictional characters. No, she didn’t.

“I have them on demand, wanna come over tonight?” Kimberly says from across Trini, a smirk playing on her face as she waits for a response.

It takes her a total of thirteen seconds before she lets her shoulder sag. “Ugh, fine,” Trini concedes, still glaring at the wall as she curses herself for being so weak.

She doesn’t sleep that night. She had gotten to her girlfriend’s right after school, secretly thanking whoever it was for not having to save the world - at least tonight - and she didn’t leave until the next morning for school - she tried to ignore the weird looks she got…mostly because she was wearing her girlfriend’s clothes.

Trini had the biggest TV, so when she had invited her girlfriend over to watch the latest episode, who was she to dictate what they watched. It wasn’t a secret Kimberly never missed an episode - it made it easier on her to have an excuse to have to watch it. And everything would haven been fine if she wasn’t so…invested.

“Can you believe this prick? Who does he think he is?” Trini says outraged as she glares at the TV, making gagging sounds every time the white potato crossed her screen. “Kara could do so much better than him - she’s got two choices for crying out loud: Lena or James. And she went with this guy?”

“They’re not real, babe.” Kimberly whispers in her ear, pecking her neck before running her fingers through brown hair, caressing her neck every so often when Trini would curse at the screen. 

“It doesn’t matter,” Trini whines as she let herself lean back against her girlfriend’s chest. “My little brothers watch this, and look what he’s teaching them.”

“Baby,” Kimberly says with a sigh, a small chuckle escaping her lips, “just ignore it.”

“I can’t,” Trini points out, turning to look at her when the commercials began, “he’s shoved in my face every two seconds. Why can’t we go back to season one and add Sanvers? My babies are suffering, Kim.”

Trini glares at her girlfriend when she sees the tell-tale signs of a smile on her face. 

“Don’t,” Trini warns as she watches Kimberly cup her mouth, her smile big enough to spill over. “Stop it,” Trini says again as she shoves Kimberly’s shoulder lightly, but it only causes Kimberly to laugh out loud faster. Trini hates that she can’t actually be mad because she can’t help but think how beautiful the other girl is. She watches with wide eyes as Kimberly’s eyes squint and her lips pull upwards enough to see her white teeth. The melodious laugh making her heart speed up as a shiver threatens to run down her spine. Ugh, she hates her.

“Stop,” Trini says again, a smile now forming on her face. “Babe, stop or I’ll go watch with Zack - at least he doesn’t judge.”

That makes Kimberly laugh even harder. Trini huffs and crosses her arms, willing Kimberly to stop laughing with a seriously look. She’s not surprised when it doesn’t work, so she pushes herself up and crosses the room to the chair near the corner.

“I’m sorry,” Kimberly says between laughs, trying to pout but her laughter got in the way. The show comes back and they both quiet down. Trini tries to ignore the pair of eyes looking at her from across the room because she laughed at her when her smol children were in distress. She huffs again and it doesn’t take long before commercials begin again.

“Come on, babe,” Kimberly says with a pout as she stands and makes her way to Trini, extending her hand out for the other girl to grab, “I’m sorry.”

“You don’t mean it.” Trini says with a scoff as she squares her shoulders and moves her jaw to show her irritation.

“I do,” Kimberly says, tugging on one of Trini’s arms until she pulls hard enough to stand her up, wrapping her arms around her waist as she tugs her in closer. “I mean it, I won’t laugh anymore. And I agree with you - Kara can find someone better.”

“Like Lena-”

“Or James.” Kimberly says and Trini can’t help the twitch of her lips as she stares at her girlfriend, her brown eyes hypnotizing. She tilts her head when Kimberly cups her cheek, her thumb rubbing softly against her skin. Trini rolls her eyes when she feels a shiver course down her spine because, really? Is this what love sick feels like? 

“Can we just get back to watching Supergirl? Maggie is going to be on soon and I can’t miss my wife.” Trini says as she pushes her way to her bed, climbing it and making herself comfortable.

“Excuse me?”

Happier, Aren’t You?

Requested.
Who:
Tom Holland
Song: Happier by Ed Sheeran (This song fucked me up by the way)

Part One ||| Part Two ||| Part Three 

Saw you walk inside a bar
He said something to make you laugh
I saw that both your smiles were twice as wide as ours
Yeah, you look happier, you do

Oh, ain’t nobody hurt you like I hurt you
But ain’t nobody need you like I do
I know that there’s others that deserve you
But my darling, I am still in love with you


Tom could feel his chest tighten at the sight of [Y/N] and her new boyfriend walk into the same bar he was about to head into. It was difficult to be this close to her. Tugging at his tie to loosen it, he flickered a look towards Harrison who was cautiously waiting for his reaction.

“You good?” Harrison asked. 

Nodding and shrugging his shoulders, Tom cleared his throat. “Yeah, yeah. I’m good, I’m good.” Clearing his throat again, he motioned towards the bar, “Let’s go.” 

Harrison pursed his lips, “You sure? There’s another pub down the street we can hit.” Harrison had been against Tom’s decision on breaking up with [Y/N]. He knew Tom like the back of his hand, there was no way that Tom was ever really, truly going to move on. 

“I said I’m good, let’s go. All our friends are going to this one.” Tom replied with a colder tone than he had meant to. 

“Alright, mate. Let’s go then.” 

Tom’s heart was racing, they hadn’t spoken since the day after he had broken up with her. He had checked up on her, knowing in his head that it was too soon to be texting her but he couldn’t resist in hearing her voice one more time. She had sounded absolutely broken and he knew she had been crying all night. The call lasted only thirteen seconds but it was thirteen seconds of confirmation that he had made the biggest mistake. 

He hadn’t fallen out of love with her like most people did in his kind of situation. Tom just couldn’t find time to make her his number one priority like he wanted to. And to him that wasn’t fair to her. He wanted to treat her like a Queen, like his world revolved around her because at one point, it completely had. With his newfound fame, she became second to a lot of things and even though it seemed like she didn’t mind, it bothered him. 

As soon as he walked into the bar with Harrison, all of their friends cheered and hollered. He laughed along with them, telling himself to not search for her. But, it was like a magnetic pull, his eyes found hers instantly. She was the first one to pull her gaze away and he was thankful for that because he wouldn’t have been able to if she hadn’t. 

“Come on, Tom. They saved us a table over by the bar.” Harrison shouted over the music and chatter. 

Nodding, Tom finally tore his eyes from her and followed his friends. He desperately tried to ignore the fact that [Y/N] was just a few feet from him. Laughing with friends, he had to remind himself to fake the smile that his friends wanted to see. Eventually, it became a little bit easier with each passing hour and with each passing beer. Soon, the idea of [Y/N] being there was fading until he received a notification on his phone. Glancing down, his heart sank a little.

@yourusername just posted a picture for the first time in awhile, check it out.

Knowing that he shouldn’t engage in looking at her Instagram, Tom ignored his better judgement and swiped to look.

@yourusername happy ✌️

Tom chewed on his lip, bringing the bottle to his mouth. He took a swig before double tapping the picture and clicking his phone off. Continuing to fade in and out of his friends conversation, he couldn’t help but think of how different he would feel if she was sitting next to him. Or if it was his hands holding onto hers. 

“I’ll be right back.” Tom said as he leaned towards Harrison’s ear.

“Want me to come?” 

Shaking his head, Tom sighed. “Nah, man. I’m just going to get some air.” 

Harrison nodded, “Alright…” He could read between his words but respected his decision to go alone. 

Pressing a smile, Tom patted his shoulder and headed towards the exit. Running a hand through his hair, he broke apart the neatly gelled style. Looking up, he searched to find some stars. One of his favorite pastimes with her. Stargazing. But the city was far too lit for him to find any. Sighing, he started to walk a little, wanting to just go to bed and forget of having seeing her with him. 

“Did you intentionally like my picture or was it something petty?” 

 Tom jumped at the sound of her voice, swiveling to face her. His mouth sat open, shocked to see her standing in front of him. She looked ten times more beautiful up close, it hurt. “[Y/N]! Uh, um, I.” 

Stepping closer, her voice was firm with her eyes glossed over. “I can’t do this, Tom. Please just don’t remind me of you.” 

“[Y/N],” Tom bit his lip, “I, uh, I, um. I just want you to know that I’m glad you found someone.” Looking down at the sidewalk, he mumbled out. “I’m happy that you’re happy.” 

“I am happy, Tom.” She responded, her voice quivering slightly. “But the thing was, was that I was happy with you too.” 

Tom closed his eyes, sighing. “Love,” 

Shaking her head, she gritted her teeth, “Don’t call me that.” 

Opening his eyes, he looked up at the sky. His teeth still scraping over his lips. “I made a mistake,” he said defeated. 

[Y/N] scoffed with tears in her eyes, nodding. “Yeah, yeah you did.” 

Finally meeting her gaze, “You look happier with him then you did with me. So it wasn’t really a mistake for you to love me.” 

Her brows knitted together, her hand reaching for her torso, “A mistake for me? Are you mad?” [Y/N] twirled in her steps, her hand running through her curls. “You only think I’m happier with him because you aren’t happy. I was incredibly happy with you Tom.” Shaking her head, she frowned. “You broke up with me because you wanted me to be treated the way you thought I deserved. Little did you know the way you treated me was everything I wanted.” 

“So you aren’t happier?” Tom asked quietly.

[Y/N]’s mouth opened and then closed. Sighing, she looked away from him, chewing on the inside of her cheek. “I am happy with him. But I’m not sure I love him yet and that was the difference between our relationship and this one. I loved you with everything in me so of course I was happier then.” 

Tom kicked a pebble, shoving his hands in pants, he murmured. “I was happier with you then I am without you.” Looking up, “If he ever decides to be stupid like me and lets you go. I’ll be here, [Y/N].” 

 “How can you still love me after I’ve moved on?” 

“I’ll never hold it against you for finding someone, love. Because there are so many others that deserve you but I’m still in love with you and always will be.” Pressing his lips, he flinched as he felt rain drops hitting his face. “Would you tell Haz that I’ve gone back to the hotel?” 


Part One ||| Part Two ||| Part Three

fire and persuasion

edan never wanted to go back, she never wanted to step foot on the cobbled terrain or look in the eyes of people who labeled her as a hero. her prophecy was fulfilled, the fates had rested their scissors down and let go of her thread. olympus wasn’t supposed to need her again. 

but it did. 

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A Journeyman drabble of chapter 25

Bridget had very patiently waited a total of two minutes and thirteen seconds before bolting from the lounge after Beth and Harry. Her best friend was staying! Long distance friendships were hard to maintain. Bridget would know; she’d left plenty of friends behind in Australia. From the moment a scathing remark regarding their economics class had escaped her mouth in lecture one day in early January and the pretty brunette sitting beside her had quietly nodded her agreement, Bridget knew she’d found a friend. The two of them got along so easily. Study sessions, hours of shopping with coffees in hand, giggling over movies while doing face masks and eating ice cream, it was effortless for them. Saying goodbye to her was something Bridget had lost sleep over in the last month.

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Tell me a story
from a time before we were
whatever we are.

Roll a cigarette
between your finger and thumb
thirteen seconds slow.

Steel zippo lighter
flick of the wrist makes a spark
brighter than your eyes.

Where did your light go?
Did it choke to death on those
nicotine smoke rings?

Did it drown in seas
of vodka and salt water
too bitter to taste?

Did it die, face down,
without a single pound in
its cheap-shit wallet?

Tell me the story
of how you lost your goddamned
mind. Will I lose mine?

Tell me the truth - is
madness hereditary;
genetics and blood?

Do I have a choice
whether I can avoid your
cursed insanity?

You’re still rolling
that death certificate in
complete silence now,

just like you have been
for so many years of my life;
I count seventeen.

—  Hereditary

the first girl you ever loved was the first girl you ever dated. she was good to you but you broke her. you tore her down and told her you couldn’t handle a relationship when you wanted to rip apart your veins every night. she cried to you and told you not to leave. you told her you’d never leave her forever but you’re better off just friends. she never stopped loving you and you tried to get her back but nothing was ever the way it should be. you were only thirteen.

the second girl you fell in love with made you realize you never knew what it was like to love a drug addict until you loved her. you didn’t know which one was harder, loving a drug addict or being the drug addict. she thought she knew everything about the world, everything about you. but she really only talked about herself and so you utter I love you in the darkness of her hotel room one night, yet she pretends not to hear it. she sneaks her hand down your shorts but you no longer make noise because if you did then you might leave with a bruise or two but it’s okay because you love her. right? maybe it was karma for the last girl you loved. you were only fifteen.

the third girl you fell in love with is a book worm and doesn’t open up to anybody. she gets lost in her words and loses her head when she can’t stop thinking. but if the whole world was watching i’d still choose her. you never wanted to experience a life without her by your side, you wrote novels upon novels about her, but it didn’t matter. overtime, she made you realize you were never really in love, not until her anyway. you are sixteen and you finally thought you got it right, but you didn’t.

—  the broken, the addict, the thinker.
Having a Group Baby with Seventeen Would Involve:

Originally posted by junhoontrash

  1. So you and Mingyu had a bit of a whoopsie
  2. Ripped condom, you know the drill
  3. But you don’t really worry at the time
  4. You start to worry when you miss your period and get morning sickness
  5. You freak the fuck out to Jeonghan
  6. Jeonghan freaks the fuck out to
  7. He rushes to get you a pregnancy test
  8. You doubt this will end bueno
  9. You take the test
  10. Jeonghan pacing up and down the hall
  11. You scream loudly when it is positive
  12. Jeonghan screams too
  13. The others come run to see what is amiss
  14. Hoshi yanks the test from your hand
  15. “OMO NOONA IS PREGNANT”
  16. Everyone else screams
  17. Seunggwan even asks you if you are seeing an older idol
  18. Then he kinda assumes S.Coups is the dad
  19. And then you are like ‘nah I had an accident with Mingyu’
  20. Everyone just looks at Mingyu
  21. Mingyu is literally like ‘what?’
  22. and ‘I didn’t do it’
  23. YES OF COURSE YOU DID DO IT
  24. Repeadeately and in various positions
  25. AND YOU LIKED IT, YOU TWATWAFFLE
  26. The boys need a few days to wrap their heads around what is happening
  27. Mingyu is the first to come to you, saying he will take responsibility
  28. S.Coups is of course second
  29. Dino is third, hoping to every god that now the Baby will be Jeonghan hyungs baby and not him
  30. Along comes Joshua who promises all his love and care to you and the unborn
  31. And all the other boys of course follow suit
  32. Thirtheen supportive boys makes first term easy
  33. Minghao has a special herbal tea that helps against morning sickness
  34. And the boys give you 100000 cuddles a day
  35. And when you have a mood swing they will of course anticipate like thirteen geniuses
  36. But your second term is much worse
  37. Raging hormones
  38. A lot of sex is had
  39. Thirteen boys is more than plenty to satisfied your needs
  40. Third term tho…
  41. MOOD SWINGS
  42. You’re not allowed to do shit
  43. Like even Jeonghang will get up to do things for you
  44. Gyugyu is getting more and more nervous
  45. All the excitement when the baby kicks
  46. Unanimous panic when your waters break
  47. Except Joshua, who keeps a clear head
  48. You’re driven to the hospital
  49. Labour is and painful and Mingyu holds your hands
  50. Early in the morning you hold your twin boys in your arms
  51. Joshua, Seunggwan, Hoshi, Jeonghan and Mingyu are in flipping tears
  52. Woozi and Jun are waving their good night sleep goodbye
  53. Minghao and Wonwoo are oggling over the cute wittle twin boys
  54. You’re allowed to bring them home two days later
  55. You’re sore for a week and the boys help you as good as they can
  56. The boys do everything for you
  57. And Mingyu is the cutest Appa ever
  58. S.Coups is very good too, rocking the two boys to sleep, one arm each
  59. Jeonghan is all parts the happy second mommy
  60. Yes the Dugu Aegi curse is now for the twins, not for Dino anymore
  61. Joshua is an actual angel with the kids
  62. Rocking them slowly and singing them to sleep
  63. Jun is good to the babies
  64. But keeps a bit more distance until they are out of the helpless phase
  65. Then he will teach them Chinese and how to walk and different kids games
  66. BOOSOONSEOK ARE THE PLAYING CHAMPS
  67. They always come up with new games for the twins
  68. Wonwoo is a champ at taking appa naps, with the twins on his chest and belly
  69. Actual Olympic burping champion Lee Jihoon
  70. The twin’s won’t grow up to be picky eaters, Mingyu makes them try everything
  71. Overprotective Minghao
  72. Like nobody should even dare come close or insult the babies
  73. They will get ThugHao on their ass
  74. Hansol the English teacher
  75. Dino is more a big brother and so relieved he is not the baby anymore

Originally posted by song-minguk