this is the path i took

#5 Hands

A/N: Surprise!! Bet you didn’t think I’d post two fics in two day! Don’t get too excited yet, this is a shortie, but hopefully a goodie. It sort of took a path of its own, but I quite like how it turned out.

This is a thank you to everyone who gave me an ego boost by sending feedback/review/comment/like last night. I love you for believing in me and my writing.

Prompt #5: Hands - She didn’t know how she really felt, until he held her hand that night.

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A little ghost
Once knocked on my door.
It promised that
I’d feel better than before

If I took a little pill,
take this and smoke that.
What did I think
Oh how I regret!

I took what was passed
And within no time
The little ghost
Controlled my mind.

It sits in a corner
In my sick brain
And keeps screaming
“You need the high!”

It tells me to lie
To let go and go down
The path of destruction
It’s all that I know

I need to kill it
Cause I fear that
There’s no place for us both
In my head.

A little ghost
Once knocked on my door.
I shouldn’t have opened
I’m worse than before.
—  A little ghost.
Writing Challenge

I watched this video about writing, and it offered a challenge to write during ten minutes according with the prompt given by @maxkirin​. It didn’t came out following all the rules imposed, but I was pretty happy with the results and so I decided to post, seen I not gonna continue the story. 


I was wrong. All along I was wrong.

Maybe it was the voice in the back of his head whispering him about friends judging and ignoring, backing away from the demon he would become. Maybe was that second voice, screaming that he would have to sacrifice so much if he took that path. Becoming a dragon would mean leaving his human life and his fear spoke louder.

You can win in your human form. It’s just another foe.

Bullshit. It wasn’t just another enemy. It was Zeref and the guy was powerful, invincible.

Natsu looked down, his green eyes scanning the new, big gash on his leg and up to his arms. His hands were burned, making the dragonslayer grit his teeth for he had never felt the pain of being burned. Fire was a part of him, his magic, what protected him and his friend. Yet when it came from the black mage before him, it had hurt.

His friends. They were there, watching the fight. Eyes almost drained from the false hope he had given them. Gray, god he wished he had told him the truth.

“We are friends, aren’t we?”

No, it wasn’t enough for Natsu. I want more but now my time is up. I’m going back on my words Igneel, I’m can’t be human, not this time and not for this battle.


It’s not beta-ed and it’s just a drabble as you can see. If you liked the idea and want to adopt it to write an one-shot or maybe, even a chaptered fanfic, feel free to do so. Come and talk to me before, I would love to read it and also so I can inform you if someone already adopted the idea.

I hope you enjoyed this little drabble^^

Day Fifty

-I handed a young boy a sticker. He immediately launched a thorough scientific investigation. He discovered that the sticker was thin enough to fit through the three-inch slot in the side of the cart. Mesmerized, he called it a day and took a nap.

-A woman took several items of clothing off of a rack across from my register and layered them on over her young daughter’s clothes. The mother made eye contact with me for the entirety of this. They then walked through the store, tags clattering together, an almost impressive lack of any form of care. 

-”A fox pillow!” A woman exclaimed, excited to see the purchase of the guest behind her. “I love fox things. I work with a fox for my job, so I’m always looking for fox things.” My career path has taken a sharp turn and is now on a trajectory for whatever she does for a living.

-I rang up a man in his mid-thirties with a not-quite-full, Cheeto-colored goatee, purchasing three death metal CDs. Behind him was an older woman with eyeliner thick enough to build the Titanic and sharp enough to sink it. This woman then established herself to be his mother and insisted upon paying for his albums as well as her fur-lined Uggs. The man did not waver in his trying-very-hard-to-seem-tough demeanor, and I have to respect that.

-I was startled as a voice loudly greeted me, a woman having gotten the drop on me by approaching the register from the wrong side. I soon pieced together that she was, almost beyond shadow of a doubt, a serial killer at her nursing home, prone to take trophies from her victims. Her mastery of the element of surprise was my first hint. My second, her dentures, clearly made for a far larger mouth, barely fitting within her lips.

-A mother mentioned using Cartwheel, our coupon app. Her toddler asked from atop her husband’s shoulders, “Like gymnastics?” I could see in this boy’s eyes his unadulterated excitement at seeing his mother do flips in the checkout line, as well as his imminent disappointment when he would soon find out the much more mundane truth.

-A college-aged boy, desperate to impress the two girls accompanying him, set out to convince the world how masculine and heterosexual he was by carrying out every bag from each of their purchases on his own. He managed to overestimate his strength and not take into account the ten-gallon tub of cat litter. To the man’s credit, he committed to what he set out to do, and left the store with six bags on each arm and a look of red-faced constipation grimacing all the way.

but yeah the one thing that is still irking me about this revival is like

the theme of the entire show, now, is “you can’t escape your parents’ fate.”

i mean, obviously Rory is following in her mom’s path (unmarried and pregnant with little to no job prospects), Christopher finally joined the family business like they always said he would, Logan is engaged to someone his parents set him up with, Paris lets her kids be raised by a nanny, Jess is in unrequited love with a Gilmore woman. They are literally all following the exact same path their parental figures took and??? That’s really….bleak. None of these kids forged their own life path, they’re all doomed to repeat their parents’ mistakes, and that’s the most despairing, hopeless future you can put on anyone. it’s NOT nostalgic and cute, it’s pessimistic and horrifying.

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moodboard: damianos of akielos | damen (captive prince trilogy)

“damianos of akielos was commanding troops at seventeen. at nineteen, he rode onto the field, cut a path through our finest men, and took my brother’s life. they say -they said- he was the best fighter in akielos. i thought, if i was going to kill someone like that, i would have to be very, very good.”

Asked and Answered: “You Are Already A Good Man”

President Obama offers encouragement to a young veteran who is struggling with transitioning back to civilian life.

Leaving the military can be challenging for many service members. From worrying about their next career steps, to deciding whether to go back to school, to finding a path forward through the mental and physical wounds of war, veterans face a unique set of challenges in navigating their post-military lives.

Patrick Holbrook, a young veteran from Hawaii, wrote to the President about his struggles with these fears. As Patrick says, “I wasn’t afraid in Afghanistan, but I am horrified at the thought of my future.”

When President Obama took office nearly eight years ago, he made a commitment to make sure veterans like Patrick get the care and support they need when transition back to civilian life. And today, we’ve made important progress. We’ve cut veteran homelessness in half. We’re delivering mental health care to more veterans than ever before. More veterans have access to health care and the unemployment rate among veterans has been cut by more than half since its peak in 2011. And in all 50 states, veterans who have recently transitioned out of the military qualify for in-state tuition at public universities. But President Obama knows there’s more work to do to address the challenges that veterans face — and that the task of serving those who have fought for us will never be finished.

You can read Patrick’s letter and the President’s response below. And for more information on mental health resources for veterans, visit VA.gov.

Dear, Mr. President

It’s late in the evening here in Oahu, and the sun will soon be sinking behind the horizon onto the ocean. I sight that gives me comfort when times are confusing, and peace at the end of a long day. Sir, I was injured in Afghanistan in 2011 it was my first deployment, and my last. I was medically retired from the US Army, and after some discussion with my family moved here to help heal the wounds — it is slow in coming, but I remain hopeful. I started college when I arrived here it has been a difficult experience, but this summer God willing; I will be a college graduate. It’s a funny thing fear, I wasn’t afraid in Afghanistan, but I am horrified at the thought of my future. I want to serve my country, make a difference, and live up to the potential my family sees in me. I am scared I think, because I have no plan on what employment to pursue. It is something that is extremely difficult to me, and with my family leaving the island soon; I am truly lost. Sir, all my life I’ve tried to find what a Good man is, and be that man, but I release now life is more difficult for some. I’m not sure where I am going, and it is something that I can not shake. P.S. I watched your final State of the Union, and I thought it was well spoken. I too dream of a sustainable future for the next generation.

Sincerely,

Patrick A. Holbrook

Read the President’s response:

The White House

Washington

Patrick — 

Thank you for your thoughtful letter, and more importantly for your service and sacrifice. I can tell from your letter you are already a good man; you just need to find the calling that will express that goodness — or it will find you. So trust yourself, and remember that your Commander in Chief didn’t know what he would do with his life till he was in his thirties!

Barack Obama

Read more letters from veterans to President Obama, and explore all the letters in the Letters to President Obama archive.

Today, on “Forcearama Once Again Takes You Through A Highlight From This Absolutely Hilarious Star Wars Legends Book, The Jedi Path”: we learn that we must be good Padawans and not make our Jedi Masters look bad by doing things like hanging out in bars or getting high, something that I am so sure no Jedi ever do (just like they never do any of the other thousand things they aren’t supposed to do, like fall in love with each other and get people pregnant and turn to the fucking Dark Side.)

PLEASE NOTE WHICH FORMER PADAWAN OWNER OF THIS BOOK TOOK EXCEPTION TO THIS GUIDELINE. I love that he tries to claim that it’s purely in service of the mission, too. Sure, Kenobi. You can get “excellent information” there. The fact that they serve booze at these places is totally not a plus for you. 

Who among us is surprised? Hmm? Hands?

So, this is in the Jedi Guidebook, and not only was Obi-Wan like BUT WAIT BARS CAN BE USEFUL FOR STUFF, he then also proceeded to take his OWN Padawan to a bar.

This guy. I swear to God.

Blaming Clever Sherlock

In retrospect, I’m probably going a little easy on Sherlock. 

Did he choose to rattle off a series of painful and embarrassing deductions about Vivian Norbury at exactly the wrong moment? Yes he did. I guess I’m struggling to blame him for that because that’s just what he does. Unfortunately his actions have consequences. But those consequences would have been borne entirely by him and him alone had Mary not thrown herself in their path.

It  reminds me of A Study in Pink more than everything else. Sometimes Sherlock risks his own life to prove that he’s clever. John’s presence in his life has softened him a little on that, but it’s never extinguished the tendency. Sherlock is not cautious, and in this case his lack of caution created a dangerous situation with a terrible outcome. So I suppose we can find a way to place a little blame on his shoulders. But he didn’t do anything unexpected.

The bigger miss, I think, is that it took him so long to suspect Vivian Norbury, even while she was sitting right in front of him from the start. He thought she was harmless and horribly underestimated her. That error may have prompted him to humiliate her all the more in the end, which led to her firing that shot. 

Even then, I think you have to work pretty hard to blame Sherlock for Mary’s death. He neither pulled the trigger nor aimed the gun at her, literally or figuratively.

It’s always to each other and then back to you.

I really enjoyed 6x07 and I saw several Swan Queen/Snowing parallels but the last part of the episode has been playing over and over in my mind.

Interestingly enough… the next frame cuts to not only Emma but Hook, Regina, and Henry. Regina steps in front of Hook totally blocking him from the shot. I believe that this was intentional. There is absolutely no way that was an accident. 

Emma and Regina’s paths have always led to each other and then back to Henry. It’s been this way since the very first season when Henry brought Emma to Storybrooke to break the curse and has been a reoccurring theme in every season. 

The more I see the more I truly believe Swan Queen is True Love. 

 After The Evil Queen took Snow and David’s heart she said she “I want to give you my pain..the pain of being alone.” The scene then cuts to Regina and Emma.

First Regina is out of focus and then:

Emma becomes out of focus. This is important. They didn’t have to show Emma in this scene at all. They could have easily just shown Regina but they like to give us clues. Regina has felt the pain of being alone and seeing Emma love someone else and continues to feel that pain as long as Emma is with Hook. We just need Emma to realize that her one true love has been standing by her side this whole time! I would love to see Emma and Regina touch the “baby tree.” I can’t imagine all the flash backs we would get of the moments hinting at their true love…and then them gasping and realizing what they’ve been searching for was there all along. I’ve been wondering if the dust left from the sapling will come into play in a way similar to how the wardrobes dust did. 

 Next week is the Swan Queen centric episode and I can’t wait! Have a lovely day everyone. 

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My biggest regret in life is that we really didn’t meet when we were 8, ‘cause I would have fallen in love with you from that moment. The truth is, you’ve never been alone. My love for you has always been there, it just took awhile for our paths to cross, so I could share it with you. 

my advice for young incoming college students: it is way more important to do what you love and be ok than to be rich and do something you hate. as someone who used to be obsessed with being financially successful, i majored in a field i really did not like, and it took me 2.5 years to realize i should’ve just been studying what i wanted to study this whole time and now i have to start over. my aunt majored in finance, worked on wall street for five years, and then dropped everything to go to culinary school. my friend’s mom went back to school recently to become a yoga instructor. most people end up doing what they want to do anyway and it’s better to start down that path from the beginning than to sort it out during a mid-life crisis. either way, there is always potential to be wealthy in any field if you have the right drive, and that drives comes from passion 👊🏻