@violetjersey that’s a lovely one! Should preface this by saying I’m not much more knowledgeable about the solar system than Sherlock is though…eh, I’ll make it work lol! Ok here goes…
Sherlock gazed to his right, mesmerized by the way her lips moved rapidly and eyes shone as she explained the particulars of the way the planets moved around the…the sun? Well, it didn’t matter much. Her mouth slowed a bit so he quickly stepped in again with a prompt.
“And what about that one?” he asked softly, pointing upward so she could follow his gaze.
“Oh right, that’s Pluto.” She smiled at him and laughed as she went on. “You see, some years ago a controversy began when…”
Sherlock fell back into his trance of watching her rattle off every bit of information she could offer. After a few moments, he reached over and threaded their fingers together, which made her stop short and give him a shy smile.
“Go on,” he whispered. “I’m listening.”
What Molly didn’t quite realize yet was that Sherlock was listening to something far deeper than facts about the solar system. In this peaceful setting, he could finally hear the truth which had been hidden away for so long. All of a sudden…it was deafeningly clear.
Hi! I really love your blog ♡ could you write a BTS reaction to their gf having baby fever, like watching baby videos looking at baby clothes and stuff? Like she acknowledges that the boys -because of their career- can’t have a baby yet but she still keeps daydreaming about it. Thank you so much in advance, and take all the time you need ♡
Disclaimer: I don’t own the gifs/images used.
Min Yoongi/ Suga
Yoongi: “You’re watching those videos again? Jagi I want to go to bed, turn them off now.” *Salty af because he also wants a child but knows it isn’t a good time at the moment*
Jungkook: “Keep wishful thinking like that and I might just have to give it to you.”
Kim Taehyung/ V
Taehyung: *As excited as you are tbh*
Kim Namjoon/ Rap Monster
Namjoon: “Again, Jagi? I feel like you’re trying to hint something here…”
Jung Hoseok/ J-Hope
Hoseok: “We already have a child in the house, Jagi.” *Winks, laughs as you throw a pillow at him*
Jimin: “You think I don’t want that too?”
Kim Seokjin/ Jin
Jin: *Kisses your cheek* “Jagi, you’re so adorable.”
Okay. I didn’t know whether or not I should make a post about this, but I’m doing it.
Thank you. Thank you so much for caring about Ryuu. This means so much to me. She means so much to me. I love her. She is my sister in every but blood. To see strangers come from no where to tell her how much you appreciate and love her, it almost made me cry. She deserves so much, and I think you guys honestly got through to her. I honestly think that your kindness, the kindness of people she doesn’t know, might have finally, finally told her, even if it came out as a whisper, that she was cared for.
So, from the bottom of my heart, thank you. ~Mod Silver
Jay, it’s s great day today for your son and all of us and you as well. I know you are more proud of him than we can possibly be, I know you are going to watch all of this and smile from up there. Thank you for giving us someone like Louis we can enjoy watching on stage, shining brighter every time. Happy birthday.
i need a meanspo. im 5'2 and 116lbs and i keep binging. im sore and dont want to work out today but i need to. give me all you've got
okay, gurl, you said you needed to lose that weight. right? WELL WORK HARDER, YOU FAT BITCH! for one, stretch for like twenty minutes and you should be fine. jesus christ, don’t you want anybody to like you? that boy you like? no wonder you’re so fat… with your fucking selfish lazy-ass who can’t even control her damn self. how do you expect yourself to advance in the future if you can’t even control yourself now? you wanna be successful right? then work for it, fucking bitch. people who are skinny fucking work for it, but you ain’t getting skinny, hun, you gotta work hard like the rest. so fucking exercise, now, more than you planned, so you can be the skinniest bitch they ever seen. until then, STOP BEING A WHALE-ASS FAT FUCK.
Pairing: Lin-Manuel Miranda x Reader (x Pippa Soo ?)
Warning: Mentions of dead soulmate, but that’s about it.
Prompt: Soulmate AU - You have a tattoo of the first words they say to you. Here’s the catch, you met your soulmate while you’re still in a relationship with someone else.
Word Count: 2,352
Note: I made this back in February but I never posted it bc i’m not ?? good ?? at writing but anyway, here it is. Will post part 2 soon. Also! Reader here is bisexual, just a heads up. All comments are appreciated! Enjoy reading!
Third time you had to witnessed a girl meeting her soulmate today and all you can do is give out a loud audible sigh. Your eyes continued to linger on the couple as the brunette woman cried before cradling the other girl’s face with her hand. Your gaze shifted to their wrists, squinting to see the words etched on the brunette’s skin.
– I’ll have a large coffee and a cinnamon roll, please. –
You chuckle at the line as you tended to your own cup of coffee. A hand suddenly waved in front of your face, snapping you out of your trance.
“Were you listening to anything I said?” Renee asked, slightly irritated.
You look down. “You were saying something about crappy local government?”
“That was ten minutes ago, Y/N. Jeez, you can’t even spare me an hour for my political rant.”
You held up your hands in surrender, your gaze shifting towards the couple. “In my defense, I just got distracted. That’s all.”
Renee chortled, rolling her eyes. She grabbed your face, forcing you to stare at her.
“You are literally the most hopeless romantic I have ever met.”
You escaped from her grasp. “You can’t blame me! There are couples everywhere and it’s almost Valentine’s Day,”
“And thing aren’t going well, you know.” You mumbled at the end.
“What did I tell you, Y/N? You shouldn’t force these things. Your tattoo is romantic enough, don’t stress out too much.”
Right, the tattoo.
No one knows where it began or where exactly it came from but that’s how things came around today. You’ve heard about it from your parents, from your teachers back in elementary school, and even in the local library where Jasmine worked in.
It was all everyone could ever talk about nowadays. The days of chancing romance ended and the age of determined soulmates began.
You just have to remember one thing; the words etched on your skin are the first words your soulmate will ever say to you.
You glance at your own wrist, rereading the words you have never heard from anyone:
– Dainty fingers. I’m going to guess. Pianist? –
“It seems pretty damn beautiful if you ask me,” Renee said as you smiled down to your wrist. “Unlike my ever-so-wonderful tattoo.” She brought her wrist to your face and you laughed as you reread the words:
– This is the last roll of tissue paper and I am taking it. –
You rolled your eyes. “Beautiful, sure. Yet everyone found their soulmate but me. Heck, you found yours.”
“So? It doesn’t mean ‘he’ wouldn’t come soon.”
“Or she.” You say, giving her a cheeky grin.
She gasped with an amused smile on her face. “My, my, Y/N. I never suspected that.”
You chuckle. “Who knows? I am dating a girl right now.”
Renee’s eyes widened. “You’re what?”
You nodded nonchalantly. “Remember, Pippa? Phillipa Soo?”
“Yeah, I remember her. From the play we watched a month ago, right?”
“That’s her. I’m dating her now. What’s so shocking about that? You know I’m attracted to girls too.”
“That’s not the shocking part. It’s the fact that you’re dating someone who’s not your soulmate. What are you doing, Y/N?”
You took a sip from your coffee, shrugging your shoulders. “I got tired of waiting.”
You sighed as you placed your mug on the table. “Listen, I don’t even get why we have these pre-determined people we’re required to love. Why can’t I choose who to fall in love with?”
“Y/N..” You continued to talk.
“Why does it have to be based from some tattoo we’re born with? Can’t I be the one to make that decision?”
She looked down. “You know I can’t answer that for you. But, it’s still going to be different if you are with the person you are really meant to be with.”
“Renee, it’s not that-”
“Can you tell me right now that things are doing well between you and Pippa?” Her words shut you up.
“Things are just okay. That’s the problem, I guess. It’s just okay.”
“It is a problem. You can’t settle for just some shallow love. How do you think this is affecting her?”
“Her original soulmate died,” Another fact in this world – once your soulmate dies, you can’t replace them. You are left alone to look for someone else.
“To her, this is everything.”
“But to you, it isn’t. You can’t force her to be the one and she can’t force you to be her-”
“Can we just not talk about it?” You interrupt her, getting tired of all this talk.
She nodded, letting the silence fill between the two of you before speaking up again.
Renee dipped a biscuit into the coffee. “I still bet it’s going to be a ‘he’ for you.”
“Oh my god, Renee.”
“What? More than often, you fawn over guys more than you do with girls. Especially those into theater and arts.”
“And you told me yourself before that you’re more inclined to men. Remember when we watched Singing In The Rain?” She laughed at the memory.
“What can I say? Gene Kelly stole my heart.” You giggle, clutching your chest.
Laughter filled the space between you two. She faced you. “Be patient, Y/N. Your soulmate will come.”
Your smile faltered and you rubbed your face with your palm, reiterating what you said earlier. “I’m tired of waiting.”
“He or she might be just right around a corner.”
Before you could even reply to her, a loud bunch entered the cafe, laughing away.
One of them nudged his head towards the table beside yours, all five of them settling down on the seats.
Their loud laughter immediately started to irritate you. You stood up and just before you could ask Renee to move to another table, her phone rang.
“I have to take this. I’ll be back.” She spoke, quickly making her way out of the cafe.
You sighed as you plop back down to your seat. With no one to talk to, you couldn’t help but listen in to the conversation among the men beside you.
“With huge hands like that, playing the bass guitar wouldn’t be so hard.”
“Goddammit, Lac. You have to stop him. Seriously.”
The curly-haired man just chuckled, patting the other man’s back.
“I’m sorry, Daveed. I really do need a new bassist and well, Lin just wants to help.”
Daveed rolled his eyes, glaring at Lin.
“The one day we agreed on to have a reunion and you decided to bombard me with this. Just because you’ve got a new Lafayette and Jefferson.”
Lin laughed at his friend. “Technically, we aren’t complete yet. Leslie is on his way.”
Daveed sighed. “Man, I love you but please. Bother someone else.”
Lin raises his palms. “Your hangover must be so bad.”
“Very.” Daveed says, burying his face in his palms. Everyone in the group chuckled at him.
A tan boy with light brown hair stood up. “Okay, Lin. Since you’re so great, what can I play?” He said, squishing his palms towards Lin’s face.
“Calloused fingertips. Probably guitar. You seem like a guitar guy, Anthony.”
The boy, Anthony, let out a low whistle. “Pretty stereotypical but I’ll take it. How about Oak?”
A muscled man raises his palms. Lin stared closely. “With those palms, drums. Definitely drums.”
Lac looked at Lin, eyeing him up and down. “I’m still confused as to why you do this hobby of yours.”
Lin chuckled. “Come on, I can find musicians just by looking at their hands.” He says jokingly, leaning back into his seat.
Suddenly curious, your eyes shifted to your own hands. The man beside you cleared his throat.
You turn your head up, only to see Lin staring at you and your raised palms.
You quickly dropped your hands, wrapping your fingers around the mug of coffee set in front of you.
You face front, trying to ignore him as if you weren’t listening in to their conversation.
“Miss. Hey, miss.” You close your eyes as you silently wished for Renee to come back from her phone call.
The man from the other table wouldn’t stop grabbing your attention until one of his friends tapped your shoulder.
You faced him. “Hi, I’m Anthony,” He extended his hand for you to shake.
“And I’m Y/N.” You say slowly, still hearing the other man’s attempts in calling for you.
“Introduction’s out of the way, good. Now moving on. Lin, that man right there,” He spoke, pointing towards the man calling for you. “Will not stop until you talk to him.”
You sigh. “He wouldn’t?”
“Not a chance.”
You let another sigh as Anthony started pointing at the other man with his eyes. Slowly, you faced Lin. You gave him a short wave, with the mug still tight around your other hand.
Lin smiled at you as he quickly pointed to you then towards your palms. With a loud voice, he spoke.
“Dainty fingers. I’m going to guess. Pianist?”
You let out a gasp. Your hands covered your mouth, letting the mug fall to the ground in pieces. As tears flooded your vision, you take a quick glance to your wrist.
He said it. The words that have long been etched onto your skin, he spoke them. You’ve been waiting for so long to the point that you have given up on the idea of ever meeting your soulmate.
Your teary eyes watched as Lin jumped from his seat and made his way towards you.
He kneeled down to pick up the pieces of ceramic on the floor. “I’m sorry, Miss. I didn’t mean to scare you there. Was it something I said?”
You stared at the man by your feet as you mumbled something.
He looked up to you, watching as tears continue to well up your eyes. “What did you say? I didn’t catch that.” You let out a shaky breathe.
You watched as his own eyes widened, tears glossing over his brown orbs as he looked at his wrist. “It’s you,”
He stood up. “I’m Lin.” Words couldn’t explain how happy he was to hear the words that appeared on his skin since he was born, to find the one his heart has longed for.
“I’m Y/N.” You slowly extended your hand for him to shake.
You suddenly found yourself smiling at him with him reciprocating with a grin. He reached for your hand. With this, your mind snapped back to Pippa. As his hand brushed against your fingertips, you retracted your hand. His face contorted with confusion and the next thing you knew, you ran off.
At this point, everything was just happening all at once. Tears started falling from your face as you passed by Angelica, Lin running behind you, Angelica and Lin’s friends watching from the cafe.
It was when you reached an an empty alley when you stopped running, listening to your own sobs and the sound of the busy streets bouncing off the walls.
Why did you have to be with someone else? You were angry. You were angry at the fact that you didn’t wait longer, that you became impatient a bit too soon, that you felt goosebumps at the feel of his fingertips against your hand, that you felt a zap in your stomach, and that the zap you felt made you feel safe, that it made you feel at ease.
“Y/N! Please! Listen to me, where are you?” You heard him shout, the sound of speedy footsteps following suit.
You had nowhere to run to anymore, your back against the wall of the alley. You closed your eyes and prayed to the heavens that he wouldn’t find you. You didn’t want to complicate things. You prayed that soon, you can just be with Pippa and forget that you ever met Lin.
The footsteps started getting louder and all you could do was close your eyes.
In just a few seconds, he was in front of you with his hands on either side of your body.
“Y/N, I’m begging you. Please open your eyes and talk to me.” He spoke with a shaky breathe.
You slowly opened your eyes, your cheek facing him as you refused to face Lin.
“Fine, I’ll talk.” He sighed.
“I know this is scary. I’ve been waiting for a long time too and I have been on the brink of giving up, believe me. But, it’s okay now. I’m here. You’re here. We can stop waiting.”
“I gave up.”
“What?” He said, sadness looped around his voice.
You winced. “I-I thought I wouldn’t meet you. I gave up. I started dating someone else.”
“Is it not possible for you to just break-”
“I can’t just do that, Lin. What I have with this other person, it’s important to her. I can’t just drop her like that.” Tears started to form again.
You feel his fingers grabbing your chin, making you face him. His breathing turned shaky as his teeth captured his bottom lip in attempt to keep his tears from falling.
“I see.” You place your hand against his face, closing your eyes.
Your heart fell when he nuzzled his cheek against your palm. This felt like home. For once in your life, you finally knew how it felt to be with someone you’re meant to be with.
You tried to think about Pippa but quickly after that, your mind started to drift back to the man in front of you.
“I’m so sorry, Lin.”
“I’m not asking you to break up with her all of a sudden, I’m asking for you to give me a chance. I know this is scary but give me the opportunity to make you fall for me,”
“I will treat you well. We can drink coffee together, watch movies, read books, we can do anything that you want. Just please.”
You had to admit to yourself, that’s what you wanted. But still, you couldn’t just drop Pippa so suddenly. You promised her.
“I can’t.” You started to retract your hand from his face but Lin held placed his palm over yours, holding tightly onto your fingers.
“Why not?” He choked out.
“If I do,” You look up to meet his eyes.
“I know I’ll fall in love with you in an instant.”
I have this guy friend that I go everywhere with like to the store and stuff like that. He had a car on campus so he'd give me a ride everywhere and people noticed how close we'd become and they told us to date cuz we looked good together so one night we were hanging out in his room and we start making out and he takes of my bra and sucks my tits it was amazing! so we're getting somewhere and someone knocks on his door and I've transferred schools so we never had the chance to fuck.
In one of your quotes from "From God to you", it says that everything is heaven-sent. Isn't pain not from heaven? Sufferings, trials, sickness, diseases, deaths, sadness, pain, and more came from the devil, but God permitted them so that good will come out from it through some ways that I might not know yet. But they are not from heaven, right? They are only permitted. In Job 1 it shows that He does permit it only... Am I wrong though?
As i read the old testament on how God deals with His people, i cannot agree that all sickness, diseases, deaths comes from the devil, God sometimes punishes His people because of their disobedience and not giving Him all glory. But mainly the trials and sufferings or pain we experienced comes from the enemy who wants to destroy our faith, and allowed by our God who wants to tests our faith and purify us to make us more effective for His Kingdom.
Yes, The message that we can get to the story of Job is that God never let satan out of His control and often uses him to accomplished His purposes. No matter what satan do, God will turn it for good for those who love Him.
The answer to “everything is heaven-sent” is that God in His sovereign will has a purpose for everything, no matter what the evil one throws at you, He is still in control.
I don’t usually buy character clothing for Adelaide, nevermind an item that’s almost entirely white, but she saw this Hello Kitty sweatshirt at Target early this past fall and had to have it. I expected it to fall apart after a couple of washings, but not only has it held up – not so much as a stray string – but she’s gotten everything from juice to finger paint to oily spaghetti sauce on it and it’s ALL washed out without so much as a shadow. It looks exactly the same as the day I bought it.
So I guess what I’m saying is, if your son or daughter holds up a Hello Kitty-brand clothing item and begs, you can feel good giving in.
A/N: So this chapter is mostly just set up so I hope it’s interesting enough to keep you guys intriguied, next chapter is supposed to be a doozy so I decided to give y’all a break… except for you @iamnotthrowingawaymyshit this will not be chill for you!
Warnings: Slightly sexual maybe but not really, cursing, cuteness, sneak
Cato! As in like
Rachel’s Cato? I mean not like hers as in she owns him but like this is the guy
she loves! Shit I don’t know how to react! Should I be happy because they’ll be
together or should I be concerned like does she know he’s here? Oh God, I have
so many questions! Cato looked over at you while you were silently
screaming to yourself.
“Hello Miss, forgive me, I haven’t introduced myself. My
name is Cato, it’s a pleasure.” He smiled at you politely. Okay, he seems nice so I don’t have to worry at all there. Well
obviously he’s not mean, Rachel wouldn’t like him if he were! Oh fuck, Rachel!
She’s still upstairs! She might not know he’s here yet! You rushed over to
Mulligan and tried to grab the bags from him.
“Excuse me sir, please allow me to take these to your room!”
I have an idea! Mulligan looked at
“It’s alright Miss Y/N, I can take them up myself. Besides
what kind of gentleman would I be if I let a beautiful woman such as yourself
carry my things?” He joked, you took the bags anyway, rather forcefully as
“Oh no sir, it is no trouble at all! In fact, what kind of
maid would be if I didn’t perform my duties? A good question to ponder indeed!”
Hamilton seemed very confused but he could by your tone and your use of the
title ‘sir’ as a sign that they needed to leave.
“Come now Mulligan! We have to discuss and reminisce! Let’s
grab a drink in the parlor.” Hamilton patted Hercules on the back, he chuckled
“I will only reminisce if we can discuss Lady Tayah in the
process!” Mulligan said with gusto. Who?
Alex rubbed his forehead.
“She is a very respectable woman Herc, I still do not
understand why you must bother her so much!”
“Because she pulled my heartstrings and she deserves to be
remembered as such!” Hamilton sighed with a smile on his face as he grabbed
Philip by the arm, all of them disappeared down the hall. You looked over at
Cato who seemed very confused.
“Shh! No time for talking! Follow me!” You turned and began
to run up the stairs, Cato following behind you reluctantly. Once you got to
the top you turned down the guest hall, you saw that the second door was
cracked open slightly and hurriedly stood in front of it, waiting for Cato to
“What are we-“
“Shh!” You interrupted as you hit the door open the rest of
the way with your hip. Just as you predicted, Rachel was pulling the sheets up
on the bed. Hearing you come in she spoke up as you set the bags on the ground.
“It took you long enough! I’m already done with-“ As soon as
Cato heard Rachel’s voice he ran into the room past you, dropping his bag in
“Rachel!” He exclaimed, Rachel lifted her head up and her
eyes went wide with shock. Tears started to well up in her eyes but a fantastic
smile spread up to her cheeks.
“Cato!” They ran towards each other, their arms wrapped
around each other and Cato lifted he off the ground, spinning around slowly. I’ve never seen Rachel so happy that she
cried! I’ve never seen Rachel cry at all! They held onto one another like
it was the end of the world.
“I’ve missed you so much my love! I hadn’t received a letter
from you for some time, I was worried sick!” Cato cried as he set her back down
onto the solid floor.
“I’ve missed you more! Is this what you were talking about?
The surprise was this? It was rather cruel of you to not tell me; you haven’t
even given me a chance to make myself look decent!” Cato shook his head at her
“Darling, what on Earth are you talking about? You’re even
more beautiful than I remember!” That
smooth motherfucker! Respect! You cleared your throat.
“I’ll leave you two love birds alone, don’t worry I’ll keep
boys busy!” You winked as you turned around and walked out, closing the door
behind you. Angie, AJ, Jamie and Johnny were all standing at the top of the
stairs, staring at you.
“What’s going on TT?” Angie asked with suspicion. Shit, I don’t think anyone is supposed to
know about this! How do you trick an Angelica? You walked up to her and
whispered, loud enough for the others to hear though.
“I’ll tell you later… I still have some investigating to do.
Once I’ve put all the pieces together I’ll tell you.” Angie looked up at you
with stars in her eyes.
“Alright TT! Is there anything I can do to help?” She asked
with a mischievous grin.
“Actually yes, there’s something that all of you can do! Go
into the garden and look for clues, anything that might seem suspicious. Can
you guys do that for me?” They all nodded excitedly, each of them responding
with some cliché, reassuring phrases and ran down the stairs, disappearing into
the hall leading to the dining room. And
that’s how it’s done! You strode confidently down the stairs and went down
the hall to the parlor. You heard a conversation happening from beyond the
“Speaking of beautiful women; Hamilton how on earth did you
get a lady like Y/N to work for you? Rachel is just as confusing but I know at
this point you’ll never tell me the truth on that one! But would you at the
very least explain Y/N to me?” Hercules asked. So they’re talking about me… Well now I have to know what they say!
“She was in some trouble so we helped her…” Philip trailed
“Ah, so you’re willing to tell me what the deal is Philip!
Alexander, you could learn a thing or two from your son! I do wonder though how
she could get into trouble, although I suppose I shouldn’t be surprised.
Trouble seems to follow the most interesting of people, her beauty alone makes
her stand out quite a bit.” You heard two people start coughing. Are they choking or something?! Alex was
the first one of two to recover.
“Mulligan, please do not say such things without warning!
She is but a child!” Hercules snorted.
“I believe you are too biased to comment on that. She is
clearly not a child, she’s an adult, a smart one at that from my knowledge.
Hamilton, I read your pamphlet, I am very aware of your opinion of her and your
reaction is just. However,” He paused for a moment. “Philip, what are your
opinions of Y/N? Is she like a sister to you?” Mulligan asked.
“W-what? Why would you ask such a question?” You could
already imagine his speckled cheeks turning a bright pink. His questions were
followed by a few teasing ‘oohs’. Oh
Lord, Alex is ganging up on him too! For shame Alex, for shame!
“Philip thinks she’s pretty! Philip thinks she’s pretty!”
Mulligan chanted. What is this? Middle
“It’s not just that! I mean yes, she is very beautiful but…
She’s more than that! She’s smart, funny, empowered and different! I’ve never
met anyone like her before! She outshines the midnight stars…” Philly… You felt your face get hot and
unconsciously covered it with your hands. Why
does he have to say stuff like that?!
“She is quite interesting; I cannot say I’ve ever met
someone like her before as well. If you thought that Angelica was forward on
her opinions than you have no idea what Titania is able to point out. She is
very intelligent, more intelligent than a good majority of the cabinet members
if I were to be honest. I wonder about her…” Wait… Is Alex suspicious of me?
“I respect her agency; she can be reserved but she’s not a
liar. I trust her…” Philip said softly.
“I trust her as well; I only wish for her to be more
trusting of us.” Alex pointed out. They
think I don’t trust them?
“Pfft! She seems like a lovely young lady! Lighten up a bit
Hamilton! I’m sure Y/N knows what she’s doing.” Mulligan stated. I can’t take this anymore, I need to insert
myself into the situation! You took a step back and made sure when you
stepped forward they would hear it as you put on your best smile. You opened
the door, one hand on your hip.
“And what honor have I been given as to be the only person
everyone is talking about in a single room?” Nailed it! Mulligan smiled at you, Philip and Alex both coughed and
pretended to not have been talking about you. Like father like son! Mulligan and Alex were both holding drinks in
“Hello Titania, was there something that you needed?” Alex
asked. Okay, time to distract!
“Actually! I came over here to properly talk with Mr.
Mulligan. I thought it would be wise to at least get to know the man apparently
stealing me away!” You chuckled, for a second you thought that you saw Philip
stop breathing. Hercules let out a hearty laugh.
“A good decision indeed! Please join us!” He invited you as
you flashed him a winning smile. You stepped further into the room, leaving the
door cracked open slightly. Just in case
I need to make a quick getaway…
“I didn’t get a chance to make a good impression, please do
forgive me for that. Mr. Hamilton has told me much about you.” You stepped
closer to him and whispered. “If you know any embarrassing stories about him
please do share them with me.”
“Titania, every time you call me Mr. Hamilton it means
trouble…” Shit! My façade has been compromised!
Quick, aversion, aversion!
“Oh I do apologize; would Lord Alexander be more
appropriate?” You said with naiveté. Philip looked at you with slanted eyes, he
was very suspicious, Alex even more so.
“You usually call me Alex, now tell me what exactly are you
up to?” He crossed his arms. Well look at you, trying to be a dad and shit! You
tilted your head to the side, pretending to be confused.
“Whatever are you talking about Lord Alexander? A lady
should not call her employer such things, that would be very improper! Isn’t
that right Master Philip?” You turned to Philip who look completely lost in
what was happening. Hercules interrupted the forced conversation.
“Speaking of which, Y/N, do you own any clothes outside of
your uniform?” He asked as he held his chin.
“Hm? Oh, no, I do not. In fact, this was given to me by one
of the other staff.” Hercules’s eyes widened and he immediately began to rifle
through his pockets. He soon fished out some kind of tape measure. Does he just carry that around with him?
“Would you mind lifting your arms up please?” You furrowed your
eyebrows but reluctantly followed his instructions, raising your arms into a T
position. He walked around you, moving the tape measure around your waist, your
wingspan, your height were all measured. After only a good moment he stopped. “Thank
you very much.” I’m very confused… Alex and Philip looked just as perplexed as
you. “Ah! Shoot! I forgot my note pad in my bag! I’ll be right back; I have to
write down these measurements before I forget!” Mulligan exclaimed. Fuck! Not good! Mission in danger!
“Wait! Mr. Mulligan! I can get it for you!” Oh no that sounded creepy!
“That is quite alright, I can get it myself.” What do I do? WHAT DO I DO?!
“Actually! Um, your room is not ready yet! I’ll go tell Cato
to bring it down for you!” You quickly ran past him, not even taking the time
to make sure they weren’t following you. All
I have to do is get to the room first so that nothing looks out of the
ordinary! You got into the main room, ran up the steps and down the guest
hall. Just as you were about to burst through the door you stopped, something
caught your attention.
“I do not know Cato… This all seems very risky.”
“I know it’s sudden and you do not have to decide right now
but I know how I feel about you. Please just at least say you’ll consider it!”
“Alright…I’ll consider it…”
“Thank you so much darling! I promise you won’t regret this!”
Consider what? What is she so hesitant about?
Ugh! Focus Y/N! You’re a woman on a mission of love! You knocked on the
“Cato! Mr. Mulligan would like his notebook!” Cato was soon
at the door, cracking it open only a small bit, obviously to hide Rachel in
case you weren’t alone. Once he realized it was only you he opened the door the
rest of the way.
“The one for poems or the one for measurements?” He asked.
“Uh, measurements?” Herc
writes poems? Actually that isn’t surprising, never mind. He nodded, opened
one of the bags by the door and grabbed a notebook out of it. You stepped to
the side and he walked past you and disappeared down the stairs. Rachel was
swiftly out of the room and standing in front of you.
“What was that? You already know I heard the tail end of
that conversation and if it’s something important I would like to be a good
friend and support you!” You explained. Rachel sighed.
“I’ll tell you later, it isn’t safe to talk until they all
leave tomorrow.” Why is it so cold in
here? Did Rachel open a window or something? You began to shiver, your
teeth chattering. “Whoa, Y/N? Are you okay? Are you cold? God, your lips are blue!”
You hugged your torso, you were freezing and your vision started to become
“So…c-cold…” your legs felt numb and gave out from
underneath you. You fell to the ground and Rachel was instantly kneeling down
next to you.
“Y/N! What’s wrong? Talk to me here!” At this point she
looked like a blob of color and nothing else. You tried to speak but your lips
wouldn’t even move. “Alexander! Philip! Eliza! Someone help! Please!” Your eyes
rolled back into your skull and sights were filled with darkness.
The light was there, bigger and brighter
than ever, you didn’t even register the fact that you were already being eaten
by it. The blue turned to white but the color felt like it was moving past you.
It was cold, bitterly so, it quickly began to sting your exposed skin. You
heard the neigh of a horse and what seemed like a thousand loud footsteps. Your
voice stood out to you. “Slow down! St-“ Then your own scream, hitting and
echoing throughout the space. You felt the vibrations over your whole body as a
sudden shot of pain hit you on the left side of your head. You opened your
eyes to see a flurry of brown spots, shifting your gaze you saw a pair of brown
eyes staring down at you. There was a hand on your cheek.
“Save your strength, do not try to speak yet! You’re colder
than death!” Philip said softly. Why am I
on the floor? It took you a moment to notice that a blanket was wrapped
around your body and that Philip was rocking you back and forth slowly.
“W-what…” You started but Philip promptly shushed you.
“I am sorry for my closeness; I know this is highly
inappropriate but do not fear. Rachel is setting you up a room on this floor.” Why on earth…? Is it because it’s warmer up
here? You heard Rachel’s voice coming from somewhere.
“Okay Philip, bring her in quickly!” Philip
lifted you up off the ground as he stood up, he was holding you bridal style.
You could tell he wanted to move quickly but he was being very careful, holding
you close to make sure you wouldn’t fall over. He turned his body sideways as
he carried you into a room, one of the guest rooms. He went over to the bed and
laid you down on it, Rachel was on the other side, pulling another blanket over
How long have I been shivering
Was the last thought you had before you fell back into unconsciousness.
Love, I want you to know that I don’t care about having late dinners if at the end of the day you will have it with me. In fact, I don’t care if we don’t have dinner at all as long as I’m with you. Foolish, yes, but I am in love, I can’t do anything about it now. Your love is so good. Your love gives nourishment to my soul.
Friuli Trattoria, Maginhawa St., Quezon City
March 25, 2017 / 12:44 AM
when you come to my mind now all i can think is “fuck you”, i seriously hate every thought i get of you now. you kept taking pieces of my heart and it’s not like i stopped giving you any, because i didn’t stop. but every time i felt like it was right, i felt like you knew exactly how to treat it because things changed since the last time. and every damn time i was wrong. i gave and gave and have nothing left for myself. the only thing i wanna do is talk to you but i don’t even know how. i’ve been trying so hard to act like i don’t care, cause maybe one day that’ll help ease the pain. i just want to know what finally clicked in your brain that you decided i wasn’t enough. i want to fix it, you know i always do. i was told that i could never hate you by someone who knows us both too well. and i was told that you could never hate me either. half of me wants to believe it, but i don’t think that’s true. i just want to know what i did so i can fix it. i want to fix us. when we’re good, we’re great. you are the only thought on my mind and the only one who knows more about me than me. losing you is worse than anything i could imagine. and i feel bittersweet about it. i know i’m sometimes the worst person in the world and i don’t always act like i should. and maybe it’s better for you to lose me, because you’re much too happy and i’m much too sad. but losing you felt like millions of little needles prying my heart open. when the realization came, i wanted to scream into the air for hours. i ripped up our picture and i tried to picture what it was like if you never existed in the first place. if you must move on, i understand. if you must fall for someone who will be better than me, because i know you deserve it, then i understand. but i wish i got an explanation beforehand. i do know one thing, and that is that i could never hate you. even if i do get mad at you.
OK Bellarke Is Happening yaaay thank you Bob about damn time,Jason its gonna give us all and them its gonna kill us all separating them don't you Jason,i can't wait to see the scene how you called it hotdamn? (fuck) in that huge bed its gonna be so fucking romantic with that hearth and the flames i can't wait,give it to me.
Hi Jenna! Firstly, your videos are fabulous and have helped me immensely in getting my writing drive back. Secondly, a question I'm not sure you'll have an answer for, but I'll ask anyway: I'm planning to write a 12-novel fantasy series, with a different, potentially unrelated protag in each one. I can't recall another series that has done this off the top of my head, and I'm worried that not having one M.C. to follow throughout may alienate readers. Any advice? Thanks! You're awesome!
I’ve seen it done before, just not in 12 books. I’ve read fantasy and sci-fi series with this format (much more popular in the 90s, from what I recall) and it’s super popular in the romance genre. I don’t know what advice to give; all I can say is that if your worry is exclusive to the fact that you haven’t seen this format before, consider that worry alleviated.