this was very hard to do goodbye

anonymous asked:

Top 5 most difficult hq college separations??? (It can be from the same or different years)

Bye this is gonna be so painful

1. Bokuto and Akaashi. The mother of all the college separations, I think the realization would hit Akaashi way more than Bokuto. Because he won’t say goodbye to just Bokuto, but basically to the whole Fukurodani team as we know it. Not to mention he will have to take the weight on his shoulder and be the next captain…after him. He will have to start over again, without the blinding, comforting light and force of nature that Bokuto is by his side. Practice will suddenly be so quiet, his days so empty, his life so steady and so…cold. And Bokuto…well, I know that, if he could, he’ll give up everything just to live forever in this last year they have to share. 

Originally posted by imthesixtysqueen

2. The third years and the rest of Karasuno. Ah this is gonna be another big one. All the crows are impossibly close to each other, they accomplished together a greatness that was once forgotten. I think they have this thought constantly buzzing in the back of their mind, that each game could be the last they’re playing together. And I know Furudate will show us their last goodbye and there’s no way I’m gonna be prepared to see that. To see Asahi and Noya separating, to see the transfer of power to Ennoshita, to see how desperate Hinata, and honestly all the others, would be. To see Suga smiling and saying it will be ok, that they’ll be ok. To see Daichi telling them to win, to win again, for them. I…I’m already a mess

Originally posted by doritobes

3. Oikawa and Iwaizumi. The news of Oikawa and Iwaizumi not going to the same college hit us all like a truck. They’ve been together since they were kids, always side by side. They grew up together, both as a person and as players. They are partners, on and off court. Thinking about them finding a new equilibrium without the other just breaks my heart. Because I know they would do amazing wherever they’ll end up being, but still…damn. I just wanted them to be together, forever. Seeing them saying goodbye to each other with eyes full of tears it’s an experience I’ll never recover from

Originally posted by tetsuruo

4. Tendou and the rest of Shiratorizawa. His team was the very first place where Tendou felt accepted for the wonderful player and human begin he is. The swans were his family, his home, his paradise. I can’t make myself think about how hard the separation would be on him, that he would end up being alone…again. To an extent, this same thing could be said about Ushijima, too.

Originally posted by randomyelly

 5. Kuroo and Kenma. I don’t think it would be such a devastating separation for them, since they’ve been through it once before in middle school. But that first time they knew it was just a matter of one year before they’d be reunited again, but now? They still live very close, but who knows where Kuroo would end up studying? Despite his very much annoyance, I think that Kenma finds somehow a feeling of comfort in having Kuroo by his side, always ready to protect and encourage him. They’ll both miss each other very much a lot, I’m sure of it. 

Originally posted by sknockt

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Originally posted by sugutie

Genre: Smut, fluff, angst (it will contain smut in the next parts)

a/n: The story will have another part. So dont worry, im not cutting you off

Description:Jungkook is a  photography major in collaage. Every girl likes him yet he only has eyes for his camera, until he -even tho he hasnt realized it yet-  finds his muse.

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Stay (Drabble)

Summary: Bucky comes back after a fight.

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Word Count: 501

Based off of this prompt: I need a place to stay.

Warnings: Language, miiinor angst. But otherwise hella fluffy.

A/N: Here’s the last drabble I wrote celebrating 1500 followers. It’s kinda crazy how now that I’m past 2000 now eep. Hope you guys enjoy this!! <3

Originally posted by rainy--blog

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every time lexa says clarke’s name: 3/?

capitaine-odette  asked:

CS + mutual pining

This is my kryptonite! My brain immediately went to S3 so enjoy some canon divergence where they defeated Zelena but there was no time portal.  

T | 1.2k 

It had been a month and a half since Emma had left Storybrooke to return to her life in New York City with Henry, a month and a half of trying to get their life back to normal after the return of their memories and the defeat of the Wicked Witch of the West, a month and a half of no magic or fairytale characters–except for her parents who she called or texted regularly and two visits from the Evil Queen herself.

Regina’s third visit was scheduled for this weekend and though she usually swept Henry off to some fancy hotel for a few nights Emma wasn’t really in the mood for her sharp looks or pointed questions about life in the city. Emma wasn’t stupid and knew that the only reason Regina had agreed to let her take Henry back to New York was because she assumed they wouldn’t be staying there for long, an idea her parents had no doubt encouraged. They all seemed to think Emma was some unruly teenager and her return to New York was just a phase instead of a thought out and conscious decision made by a rational adult who didn’t want her son burned alive or captured by flying monkeys.

It was a little after five when the knock came and Emma took a fortifying breath before opening the door.


“Swan!” The pirate beamed, his entire face lighting up at the sight of her, and her heart dropped down to her stomach. It had been a month and a half since she had seen him, all black leather, eyeliner, and dancing eyes; she wasn’t prepared for how good it felt. He had come after her and she knew that she should be angry, because she had explicitly told him not to follow her, but seeing him at her door all she felt was the rush of her blood and an overwhelming urge to smile. She fought the urge and forced her mouth into a thin line. His smile lost most of its brightness and his eyes flicked past her.

“Is the lad ready?” He asked in an almost formal tone.

“Henry? Why would you–?

“Regina didn’t–?“

As if on cue Emma’s phone went off and a big red apple filled the screen. With a huff, she answered.

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Mikaelson Sister – You Will Be Missed

Words count: 1801

Warning: SAD


Requested by anonymous:

Hello I would like to request a tvd and to mixed in where y/n is the sister of the mikealsons but very powerful creature filled with other supernatural powers . Then y/n dies in mystic falls and y/n is best friends with the mystic gang . So when y/n dies the mikealsons and the gang meet at her funeral . All the characters say something meaningful specially klaus and Stefan because y/n would have best most besties with Stefan he says something like he loves her . Then as a ghost y/n says I’m here

You’re an original. A sister of the Mikaelson. You are a very powerful creature. You’ve lived for more than a thousand years and seen so much. It was hard for you to make new friends, because people die, and not everyone wants to be a vampire. So when your siblings and you settled in Mystic Falls for a bit. You decided to enroll in the local high school, that way you’d be able to make new friends. And friends you made.

Despite who your family is you befriended the mystic gang. You were closer to Stefan which meant that he wasn’t about to die anytime soon, being a vampire and all. Now something happened when your mother turned you into a vampire, unlike your siblings you were filled with supernatural powers, making you just as strong as Klaus if not stronger.

When your family left to New Orleans you decided to stay, it was hard to say goodbye to your family especially Klaus. You two were very close to each other. You were never daggered and were always by his side no matter what. You knew he was damaged because of Mikael and that he just needed love. So you gave him all the love you could and hoped that one day he’s meet a girl that’ll show him how amazing he was.

All that was great and amazing. Until came a day when something unexpected happened. It was a shock everyone didn’t know what to do, what to feel. You died. You were stacked with a white oak stake.

Your family came to Mystic Falls at once, you were going to be buried there. The place you were born. It was a rainy day, the sky was gray as if it was mourning you and was saying goodbye to you. Everyone you loved or cared about was there, all standing around your grave where your headstone stood. It was a secluded area that belonged to your family. Tears were running, people were sniffing everyone was just a mess. How will they move on? How will they live without you?

“I knew (y/n0 the first one, here in Mystic Falls.” Caroline said as she silently whipped her tears away. “She was so nice to me, I couldn’t believe she was an original. I knew I could always count on her no matter what. She gave me advice on men and she helped me gain respect from everyone who thought I was just a dump blonde. I owe her so much, she deserved more than she got.”

“Uh… (y/n) and I bumped into each other one time, when I was leaving school.” Matt who was standing next to Caroline said as he tried to compose himself. “I knew she was a vampire, and for some reason I thought she was going to kill me, which she only laughed at. I never understood how much kindness could come from a person as easily as it came from her. She saved my life more times that I could count and for that I thank her.”

“When Elijah and (y/n) came into town, I had a feeling that I could trust them.” Elena said as Damon held her hand. “More (y/n) than Elijah to be honest… she just had that shine around her, she was confident, honest, honorable and powerful. Yet she never once harmed me or anyone I love. She always did the opposite actually, she was always one call away. I’m going to miss her so much.”

“Guess it’s my turn…” Damon said quietly, before he cleared his throat. “I never make friends easily, people aren’t always found of me and my personality, but she thought otherwise. (y/n) managed to slip past my walls and camp inside. She and I became fast friends, she was my drinking buddy, I could rant to her for hours and she’d sit and listen carefully. She acted as if I was her younger brother. For some reason I always wished for an older sibling and she filled that roll all these years ago, and now I feel as if I lost a sibling.”

Elijah knew it was his turn to speak, yet he couldn’t say anything, Hayley took a hold of his hand and gave him a squeeze. Telling him that she was there for him.

“Um… I never… I never thought about losing a sibling.” Elijah said a tear escaping his eyes everyone and then. “Especially not (y/n) she was just so full of power and confidence, but more importantly she was kind and forgiving. Who would ever want to harm her? She and I were close, she was close to me and my siblings. But-but I uh I knew I can always count on her to cover my back no matter her personal interests. For a long time she was the only light and amazing thing in our family. Losing (y/n) is the hardest thing I had to go through in life.”

“She is the most supportive person I knew.” Hayley said holding Hope in her left hand as Elijah held her right one. “When she found out I was pregnant she came down to New Orleans at once, and helped me. Whenever I called her for help or advice she was there for me. She was the first one that showed me that not all vampires are alike and there’s more to the Mikaelson’s than meets the eye. Because of her I have Elijah by my side, and that is something that I will never forget.”

“After losing Freya, I was beyond happy to get a sister.” Finn said, and he looked at Freya and turned to your coffin. “(y/n) and I were great friends as we grew up. She was the only one of my siblings that haven’t once looked down on me, or showed me disappointment. I am more than glad to be her brother. I know she will be missed, as much as she was loved.”

“I haven’t really spent that much with (y/n) as you all did.” Freya said comforting Finn. “But the time I did spend with her, I could tell that she was defiantly different from the rest of us Mikaelson, no one with our past should have been that… good, but she was. And how she did will remain mystery. I was looking forward to getting close to her after everything calmed down here and in New Orleans.”

“(y/n) had an amazing life, she was a great sister.” Rebekah said while she tried to stop her sobs. “She was the kind that stands by you when you needed somebody to be there. She was a sister, friend and a warrior in and out. I remember when we were young, she’d go out of her way to make us all happy, which confused me as to why. She was the youngest after all. I was so happy that I got a sister when she was born. She was truly a caring person, and I know a part of me will always be missing now that she is gone.”

“What really puzzled me was her ability to always believe the best of everyone, until they proved her wrong.” Bonnie smiled sadly as she remembered her time with you. “She had a big hear and enough love for everyone. She was admirable and compassionate and and she deserved so much more than she got. Her ending was supposed to be happy. The best way to describe her is that she’s a friend that would stick by in any weather; he is the type of friend friend that would stand in a storm, with rain pouring down on his head, holding an umbrella, calmly and carefully, to make sure that my own head did not get wet.”

“My baby sister, was more than just a sister, she was my best friend.” Kol said tears streaming down his face, he was looking down unable to look anyone in the face. “When we were young she’s wake me up every morning so we’d be able to watch the sun rise. I was so annoyed at her for that, but looking back that was the most peaceful time we had and now that she’s gone, I only want to go back to that time where it was only her and I talking and having fun. She was my shoulder to cry on through every heartbreak. She was an amazing sister.”

“Um… (y/n) is the only one who I never daggered. She was my baby sister, if I could I would’ve given her the world.” Niklaus said as he whipped the stray tear before giving up as more escaped from his red eyes. “She was so different from me we were the total opposites yet we were the closest. I remember every minute we spent together, she was so mad when I daggered one of our sibling and tried too hard to get me to un-dagger them. She loved this family more than anything. I love her so much. I’ll be telling Hope stories of her brave and amazing Auntie (y/n). I saddens me knowing that my daughter will never know her auntie and my sister will never know her niece. It is a cruel world we live in, and (Y/N) has been always far too good and pure to live in it. I miss her, I can’t believe she’s gone… forever.”

“(Y/N), was an amazing girl, I’ve never met anyone like her.” Stefan said crying the most. “ As time went on we became best friends… I’ve been looking for some to love all my life, and the minute I met her I knew she was the right one for me. But I never thought that I’d ever have a chance with her. She was far too beautiful far too good for me. But as time went on she made me feel loved that I wasn’t a monster we grew closer as time went on, and my only regret is not telling her how much she meant to me. I wish I could’ve told her how I loved her, how I wanted to make her mine, I thought we had forever. But you never know. She truly will be missed, she impacted so many people, and the world will not be the same without her.”

You as a ghost from the other side cried as you watched everyone talk about you, you wanted to reach out to every single one of them, you wanted to comfort them and tell them that you loved them. Hearing Stefan confess his love to you broke your heart as you wanted to tell him that you felt the same as he had.

“I’m here.” You whispered but it fell on deaf ears. They couldn’t hear you. They couldn’t feel your presence. That was it, you  live has ended.


Cat Grant Appreciation Week // Day 4: Favorite Inspiring Speech

I don’t know what to do.
What do you mean, like… like into a lake?
You’re standing on the shore, afraid to dive into the new waters, and you’re afraid because you don’t wanna say goodbye to the mild-mannered, lovelorn Kara Danvers, the sweet and dutiful assistant to Cat Grant. You are standing there looking out at your options, the icy blue water, the fast-flowing river, and the choppy sea. And they all look very appealing to you because you’re dying to go for a swim, but you know that water is going to be cold, and the journey is going to be hard, and when you reach the other side, you will have become a new person. And you are scared to meet that new version of yourself. Now, we all get used to our own personas, and we’re used to our own comfort zones.


Author: @peetabreadgirl


Prompt 12:, Anonymous, Katniss is trying to study in the library, but she can’t keep her eyes from wandering over to Peeta, who’s reading a comic book a few tables over. 

I took some liberties here. No comic book, but he’s still distracting her. And I included a bit of jealousy. Because that’s one of my favorite tropes and I just can’t help myself. ;) Enjoy the short read!

Originally posted by such-vodka

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amortentia [young!tom riddle x reader]

premise:  En sa beauté gît ma mort et ma vie. [In her beauty rests (both) my death and my life]
Tom Marvolo Riddle never fancied anyone - to be fair, he did not think he could. Though, an encounter on his first train to Hogwarts had left a deep impression that he very much could love someone, though if that someone could love him with all of his secrets was a different question, one that he was eager to find out yet was awfully curious of. You always intrigued him. From the very first day the two of you met, to the very last…

warnings: angst, disturbing themes, fluff, blood

amortentia masterpost | MASTERLIST.

Originally posted by txmione

1. gloomy days follow

A light breeze caressed the back of your neck as your fingers dug into the hard red cushion of the seat; your form leaned forward to stare at the blurring scenery behind the window. Outside the compartment children were eagerly chatting, some singing muggle songs and noisily poking in their heads to see who was doing what. The far away rooftops moved like passengers and in the swaying autumn flowers, the last notes of summer were already fading, you saw the delicate arch of your mothers hand as she waved you goodbye. The memory was still fresh and very much conflicted, both sparking fear and excitement in your heart. Finally, London houses blew by and nothing by plains of green greeted the window. You pulled away and shifted, hitting the back of the seat and feeling the whole train pleasantly rubble down your spine. Besides you, there were three more eleven year-olds seated – two in front and one by your left. The lonesome boy by your side was reserved, only briefly glancing around and outlining the forms of the two seated in his close view.

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Distress//Kunpimook Bhuwakul

Originally posted by whstletomyheart

Pairing: Bambam x Reader

Genre: Smut, Fluff

Summary: You had a stressful day; and your boyfriend helps you unwind.

Author’s Note: I got carried away. I got REALLY carried away. I got so carried away that this short scenario ended up being 4.1k words. And you know what? I regret nothing. I am to even mad about it. But now I am both hard and soft for Bambam and I want to die sO ENJOY THE READ

xoxo Sara

You let a low sigh escape past your lips as you walked down the street towards your apartment complex, your new heels clicking against the pavement of the sidewalk while killing your feet and making you almost positive that you had bled through them whilst trying to break them in. You carried your bag close to your chest, the important documents inside of it enough to make or break you in terms of your career. The rain poured down on you harder and harder with each step, and you wanted to shield yourself. You seriously considered putting your bag over your head to shield yourself for the next couple of minutes of your walk, but you decided against it. You knew that if you did, the documents would be ruined and you would probably lose your job.

Your day had been very stressful, to say the least. You had to wake up earlier than you usually did, which was hard because of your clingy, but cute boyfriend. As soon as you began to stir, he pulled you in closer and mumbled that you couldn’t leave the warmth of your bed. He began whining as you left his arms a few minutes later so you could do your makeup. You hadn’t had any time for breakfast since you somehow were still running late although you got up early, and you also weren’t able to give Bambam a kiss goodbye like you normally did when you left, since he was still in bed by the time you were finished getting ready and were heading towards the door.

The work day began earlier than most days for you; you had to attend meeting after meeting, the meetings usually discussing the important issues that the company faced with the new scandals of whether the cover of your magazine copied the front of another known magazine brand. You sighed as you sat around the round table with your coworkers, silently wishing that you had just stayed working at the coffee shop that you had worked in during college instead of taking up this job. Though this job offered you more money and benefits, the work was strenuous and long and time consuming, usually meaning that you would go into work early and almost always come home late, limiting your time with your well-known boyfriend to almost none.

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The snowball part 13

I’m procrastinating uni hw so here have another chapter :) 

Link to previous chapters x

The next few days passed solemnly. Everyone was moping around as they tried to come up with a solution to their Hybern problem.

Feyre had started working at Mor’s again as she brooded on how miserably she had failed to convince Tamlin to break his deal with Hybern, but also how much she had messed things up with Rhys.

Feyre hadn’t seen Rhys much since she had completely ruined whatever had been between them. After she came back to the store with Mor and Amren, looking visibly shaken from her confrontation with Tamlin, Rhys had been concerned and wouldn’t leave her alone until he was satisfied she wasn’t hurt. But then there was nothing. He had completely blown her off, deciding to give her some space she assumed.

The only people who visited the house was Cassian and Azriel, it was becoming glaringly obvious to Feyre that Azriel mainly came to see Mor, but Cassian offered to continue training Feyre if she was still up for it. Feyre threw all her anger and confusion into her lessons with Cassian and spent most of her other spare time at the store working. 

Mor’s wary eyes always seemed to see straight through her need for a distraction. One night as they were watching tv together Mor came straight out with it.

“Why don’t you just call him?”

“Who, Tamlin?” Feyre asked, checking her phone to see 19 missed calls from him.

Mor gave her a pointed look.

“I don’t think Rhys wants to see me Mor.”

“Of course he does. He’s just moping.”

“You didn’t see his face.”

“Feyre, I don’t like seeing him this sad and I know you won’t believe me when I say that Rhys really does like you, but you at least owe it to him to become friends again. Even if you don’t want anything more.”

Feyre groaned as Mor guilt tripped her. The truth was Feyre had felt so lonely ever since Rhys had stopped coming around, and it had managed to get rid of any doubts she had about what she wanted from him. Whether Rhys’s feelings had changed since then was another story though.

“I’ll try Mor. That’s if he ever speaks to me again…”

“Oh please, I guarantee right now he’s talking with Az and Cassian about you right now.”

“If its bothering you that much just call her Rhys!” Cassian teased, as Rhys once again had brought up Feyre.

“If you had bothered to go over there, you would see she’s just as miserable as you.” Azriel said from the kitchen.

Rhys hadn’t moved from the couch in days as he struggled to think of a way to stop Hybern, and of the things Feyre had said to him. 

“She told me very clearly that she wants nothing more than friendship between us.” Rhys complained.

Cassian whacked him over the head with a water bottle. “And? She’s just come out of a very abusive relationship and you’re mad that she doesn’t want to jump into another relationship so soon?”

“I’m not mad.” 

“No but you’re whiny.” Azriel laughed. “Feyre just needs some good friends right now. When she’s ready to move on she will.”

“I know. And I’m not trying to pressure her. It’s just hard to be around her and act like I’m fine with nothing more than friends.”

“Well you’d better find a way to do it or you can kiss her goodbye.” Cassian said. “Anything would be better then you moping around here watching dopey romances all day.”

“I already told you, they just happened to be on tv!”

“Right. Whatever you have to do to sort out your feelings man.” Cassian laughed.  

But Rhys wasn’t listening anymore. He was reading for the tenth time the eviction notice for his neighborhood scheduled for one month’s time.The letter had arrived last week and was stamped with the Hybern company seal. Time was running out.

Azriel noticed the letter and frowned at it. “When were you going to tell us about that?”

“Hopefully after I came up with an idea to stop it.” Rhys shot back.

“We could come public with the health claims?” Cassian suggested.

“You know no one cares about this part of town, or the environment for that matter. If it’ll give the rest of them more jobs and more profit they’ll turn a blind eye.” Said Azriel.

“Can we raise enough money to maybe buy Hybern out?” Cassian asked.

Rhys sighed. “We’ve already been over this, the man has more money than even I can spare, no amount of fundraising is going to help.”

The three were quiet. Unable to come up with any new ideas, Azriel growing restless, said he was going to Mor’s for a bit.

“Don’t tell Feyre about any of this.” Rhys added quietly.

“She deserves to know, like the rest of us.” Azriel said sternly.

Rhys shook his head. “Mor said Tamlin would back out of the deal if Feyre went back to him. If she knows how dire the situation is… she might do it.”

Azriel and Cassian’s eyes widened slightly in shock but Azriel nodded his head and agreed to not tell Feyre.

The next day Feyre was at work when Cassian, Azriel, and to her shock, Rhys, walked in. They all nodded hello as they took a table near the counter, heads bent low in discussion.

Without needing to be asked, Feyre started making their coffees, knowing off by heart all their orders. She took Cassian’s and Azriel’s over to them but with a cold look, left Rhys’s on the counter, close enough for him to see it, but also annoyingly far away from the table.

Azriel and Cassian gave him quizzical looks but Rhys was just as mystified. When he still sat there unmoving, Cassian kicked him unsubtly in the leg.

“Go talk to her.” He practically growled.

Rhys immediately got up and sauntered over to the counter, doing his best to make himself look nonplussed by Feyre’s actions. He stopped just in front of the counter where Feyre was already making another coffee.

“Something the matter?” She smiled at him sweetly.

“You didn’t bring my coffee over?” Rhys asked softly.

“Whoops. Must have slipped my mind.” Feyre said casually, going back to her coffee making.

Rhys was visibly uncomfortable, unable to source where her anger was coming from. “Have I done something wrong?”

“No of course not. That would have involved you actually doing something. You may as well have been dead the past few days for all I’ve seen you.” Feyre huffed.

Now it started making sense to Rhys.

“I thought that’s what we agreed to.”

“No.” Feyre said strongly as she near slammed a milk jug on the counter. Rhys took an unintentional step back as she continued. “You agreed to that and then walked away before I said anything. You made up your mind for both of us. Not to mention you said we should stay friends. Well, I don’t know how you’ve managed to keep any friends if you avoid all of them too.”

Before Rhys could say anything, Feyre picked up three coffees and took them out to her customers, leaving Rhys at the counter with his mouth slightly open in shock. Back at the table, Cassian and Azriel were snickering into their coffees.

When Feyre returned her face was flush with anger and she refused to meet Rhys’s eyes.

“I didn’t realise you felt this way.” Rhys said with a small smirk. “I didn’t mean to avoid you. But what was stopping you from coming over, or sending a text?”

Feyre blushed an even deeper red. “And been even more embarrassed when you threw me out of your house, or ignored my text?”

Rhys smiled softly at her. “Feyre. I was only doing what I thought you wanted, but I may have taken it a bit too far. Can we start over?”

Feyre risked a glance up at his face and all her anger vanished as she saw how open and trusting Rhys’s face looked again. She offered him a small smile in return. “Sure. How about we start with a raise?”

Rhys laughed. “How about we start with you actually taking all your coffees out and not avoiding certain orders?” 

“What? Are you not capable of carrying out your own coffee?” She teased him. 

“Just this once Feyre.” Rhys said as he grabbed his cup and made his way back to the table.

Cassian and Azriel both grinned at Rhys from behind their mugs as he sat back down. “Not a word.” Rhys warned them.

The group continued to come up with strategies to beat Hybern with Feyre occasionally coming over to give some input. As it got later in the day, the store became less busy and Feyre was able to sit down with them more. Her head was bent over reading a document Cassian had brought. A stray hair kept falling into her face no matter how many times she tried to pin it back, so Rhys had cautiously reached for it, smoothing it into the pin. His hand rested against her hair for maybe a moment too long, fingers curling in the loose strands after Feyre made no objection to Rhys touching her.

It was at that moment, with Feyre sitting amongst the Illyrian men, contently leaning into the palm of Rhys’s hand when the door swung open, and Tamlin stormed in. 

Immediately all three Illyrian’s were on their feet. Rhys moved to Feyre’s side while Cassian moved her discreetly behind his hulking body. 

Tamlin noted the close proximity of Rhys standing next to Feyre and with a primal instinct, his gaze locked on him with a feral fury.

anonymous asked:

Synth Shaun reacts to finding the Hi Honey Holotape!

I found this one so easy to write, it’s such a lovely thing to think of. I hope this is sort of what you were after Nonnie, enjoy <3

Shaun doesn’t know that he’s a synth fully yet in this react.

Shaun had returned home to Sanctuary with Sole after the explosion that was once the Institute- something that Sole would frequently remind Shaun was a bad place, and that he shouldn’t feel bad considering that he had once lived there.

He and Sole had taken the pre-war home that Sole had once lived in before the bombs had dropped. Sole had taken their own room, leaving Shaun to have the room he would have had when he was a baby. The cot had been replaced by a cranky old single bed, and numerous shelves and chests of drawers had been built, places for Shaun to keep his things that he owned and created.

One shelf was full of the things that Sole had been collecting as they travelled throughout the Commonwealth, before they had found Shaun. A small toy alien, a toy lorry with Nuka-Cola printed along the side, a teddy bear sat tall watching over the room, a rocket ship toy that squeaked when you squeezed it. Some wooden blocks that spelt out his name.

The houses throughout Sanctuary had been rebuilt. Sure, it wasn’t to pre-war standards, but all the houses that stood as accomodation had front (and back) doors that locked, makeshift doors inside the house and a somewhat working plumbing system, meaning that the toilets and showers worked, with hot water running through the taps.

Shaun liked his house. Sure, it wasn’t as clean as the Institute, and the food above ground didn’t taste as nice and fresh as the foods he had once tasted. But he had more freedom above ground, and he had his parent there for him every step of the way.

Sole would usually have told Shaun not to stay out of their room- but they thought it was a little pointless, seeing as there was nothing that they needed to hide from the young boy. Accept from the small old shoebox, filled with things so personal to Sole that they hadn’t even showed Codsworth. Pictures of Nate and Nora’s wedding, of the first ultrasound of Shaun when he had been in his mother’s womb. The ring that Sole had to prize off their dead spouses finger- and the ring that accompanied it, to special to have been split up. An old holotape, that had clearly been well played.

Small hands grasped the holotape, before quickly sprinting from the room, running to his own and hiding the small orange holotape safely under his pillow. He’d have to ask Sole to borrow their pipboy, and then he’ll be able to listen to the treasure that hid within the holotape.

That night, when the sun had fallen behind the rocky overpass that lead up to the Vault, Shaun had gone and found Sole, begging them to borrow the pipboy that rarely left their arm. Sole was too busy to ask Shaun why they needed it, just handing it over to the boy- they were too busy trying to find new trade routes, one that wouldn’t take as long and would bypass a highly radiated area.

Pushing the holotape into the Pipboy, Shaun was disappointed to find that the holotape was just filled with static. He almost turned it off, before a small voice came from the speaker. Hastily, Shaun rushed to turn the sound up.

“Oops, haha. Keep those little fingers away… Ah, there we go. Just say it, right there, right there, go ahead. Ah, Yay! Hi Honey, listen…”

Shaun listened carefully, wondering what he was listening too. It wasn’t any of Sole’s friends or companions, or anyone that lived within Sanctuary- he was sure of it. Who’s voice was this he was listening too, Shaun wondered.

“I don’t think Shaun and I need to tell you how great of a mother/father you are. But we’re going to anyway. You are kind… and loving, and funny… That’s right… and so patient. So patient… Patience of a saint, as your mother used to say.”

So it was Shaun’s missing parent. The one that he’d never met. Sole had promised him that they would tell him all about them, when he was old enough to understand what had truly happened. He’d briefly wondered who the baby in the holotape was- but it didn’t take too long for him to realise it was him, when he was a baby. Him with his missing parent.

“Look, with Shaun and us all being together… It’s been an amazing year, but even so, I know our best days are yet to come. There will be changes sure….”

Shaun scoffed. Changes. You could say that again, a hundred times over. The changed being the war and the bombs falling and losing their spouse.

“Things that we’ll need to adjust to. I’ll/You’ll rejoin the civilian workforce, you’ll/I’ll shake the dust of the law degree.”

“But everything we do, no matter how hard, we’ll do it for our family”

Shaun wished that he could have met his other parent. He was more than happy that he got to have one, but it was clear that his mother and father had loved each other very much- it was a shame that they’d been split up in the most permanent way.

“Now say goodbye Shaun. Bye bye, say bye bye”

Bye, a small voice echoed in the back of Shaun’s mind. Bye bye.

“Bye honey, we love you!”

Shaun played the holotape at least twice more. Questions began popping up in his mind, everything from what had happened to his parent to mean that they weren’t currently with them, to the weather on the day that his mother and father had gotten married.

Just as the holotape came to an end once again, Shaun heard a sniffle come from behind him. He quickly spun around, pushing buttons on the Pipboy, which just made the holotape start from the beginning again and again.

“That’s your mother/father Shaun. They would have been so proud” Sole said after a short silence. Sole gestured to Shaun for him to follow them, and the pair walked into Sole’s bedroom. Shaun sat in the middle of Sole’s comfortable bed, with Sole pulling the small box out from under the bed, and started from the beginning. The very first picture of Nate and Nora together, from before they were in a relationship- before they were married- before Shaun had come along.

And Sole began to tell Shaun everything. 

Thoughts on SQ hug from a multi shippers POV

I’ve had a day or so to be happy, sad, up, down and all over the place and I have finally reached a standing point I think. 

My first reaction was to be very happy for Swen and also rather shocked if I’m honest that after so many years it finally happened. But then I saw everyones disappointment and heartbreak and I was confused, after so many years it finally happened but then I watched the actual Sneak Peek and I was rather… upset myself.

It was so short, and the way it was filmed just briefly focusing on Emma, no real body shot just a quick 3 second hug. If we think back to so many other ships first hug it is always longer and just…more? If that makes sense. It felt rushed. 

I personally am not against it being because of the proposal and that may hinge solely because I am a multi shipper, but I acknowledge SQ’rs have a right to feel upset over the circumstances, personally I think it was a natural progression to their relationship at this point to hug over a happy moment for Emma. 

HOWEVER and it is a pretty massive however, why now? after so long?? was this their first on-screen hug?? this particular moment??

What would have been a better “first” moment, Morgan, you might ask?

After Emma found out about what happened to Daniel and Regina was in tears maybe? I guess not though.

Or when Regina had to say goodbye to her son, a moment and feeling Emma knows very well how hard it is to do, and yet no hug.

After Emma saves Regina and then asks for it in return? A scene where idk she hugged her entire fam except for Regina? 

After this long and heartbreaking scene where Emma tells Regina she believes in her. Nope not then either.

There are so many times it could have happened for the first time and I can’t understand why this was the one chosen…

*sigh* I’d love to know everyone else’s thoughts!

Strangers Pt. 1

“You didn’t want me, and maybe that’s why I started kissing strangers.”


You usually spent Saturday nights out with your girls, but this particular Saturday was anything but usual. You heard from his sister that he would be back for a week, but you were sure you wouldn’t see him; Jersey was big, enough room for the two of you to be there and not run into each other.

You thought if you stayed away from all of the places he’d normally go, you wouldn’t see him. But of course, that didn’t happen. He had only been home for two hours before you ran into him at a pizzeria. It was at least an hour from his parents’ house, you didn’t think he’d drive that far for a piece of pizza.

You should have known, though. He would do almost anything for pizza.

“Oh, Y/n. How are you?” You were too shocked to answer for a moment.

“I’m, uh, I’m doing good, Grayson. How are you?” You already knew the answer; he was great. Cameron kept you updated on the twins and what they were doing.

He smiled, “That’s good, Y/n, really good. I’m good, too.” Your heart dropped and you wanted to do nothing more than wrap your arms around him and tell him how much you missed him. But you refrained. “We should get dinner before I go, you know, catch up and stuff.” He scratched the back of his neck, and you nodded.

“Cool, Saturday night good for you?” You nodded again, unable to speak. Actually seeing him in person was very nostalgic; bringing back so many memories you tried so hard to forget. “Great, I’ll tell Cam to text you the details or something.” He waved goodbye before leaving.

You stood still for a while, not sure if that had really happened or not. After what felt like hours, you finally moved. You grabbed your pizza and started towards your apartment, still not fully comprehending the events that had just occurred.


The week dragged on forever, the days felt like months. When Saturday (finally) arrived, you were a nervous wreck. You hadn’t had a full conversation with him since he left Jersey all those years ago.

You were sipping on whatever tropical flavored drink you had ordered when he entered the restaurant. You took one last drink before he sat down; knowing you wouldn’t be able to do this dinner without any alcohol.

He smiled his signature smile, “You look great, Y/n.”

“Thank you, you look good too.” He nodded before beckoning for the waiter. He ordered some fancy sounding drink; obviously needing the liquid courage as well. “So, what have you been up to?” He asked as the waiter left.

“Not much, working a lot.” You shrugged, taking another drink. It was so awkward; you didn’t know what to do.

“Are you seeing anyone?” He casually asked as his drink arrived.

“Nope,” You shook your head. “Not seriously.” You had kinda-sorta dated, but nothing ever got serious enough. “What about you?”

He shrugged, “I was seeing someone a few months ago, didn’t work out though.” You frowned. For the first time in years, you were utterly speechless. That was by far the most awkward moment of your entire life. What does someone say in a situation like that? Especially to someone you used to be in love with?

“Anyway, Cam told me about your photography business, Ethan and I would love it if we had a shoot with you.” You were a bit shocked. Not only had Cam kept you updated on the twins’ life, but she also kept them updated on yours.

“Oh, yea. Just let me know the next time you’re in Jersey.”

“For sure.” He smiled at you.


You and Grayson had been at the table for what felt like hours, just talking and laughing about anything and everything.

“Oh gosh, what happened to us, Y/n? What happened to you?” He sighed, pushing his fork around the plate. Your eyebrows furrowed.

“What do you mean?” You asked completely confused.

“You didn’t use to be like this.” You had no idea what he was talking about.

“Care to elaborate?” The tone in your voice told him you were quite confused.

“I don’t know… Cam told me that when I left you started partying and hooking up with a bunch of different guys.” Your jaw dropped a bit and your eyes widened.

“What does it matter, Grayson?” You were getting angry very quickly. “I told you I loved you and you caught the next flight to LA. You left; you didn’t want me, and maybe that’s why I started kissing strangers.”

His eyebrows were raised, shocked by your tiny outburst. “I asked you to come with me, Y/n.”

“As friends, you asked me to come as your friend. I couldn’t do that, not with how strong my feelings were.” You couldn’t believe he was saying these things. Maybe it was the alcohol, but that didn’t give him the right to criticize you about your dating habits.

“You still would have been with me.” How was he not understanding? Your feelings were too strong to be around him and just be a friend.

“Let’s talk more when we haven’t had so much alcohol.” The more he said, the angrier you got. Standing from your seat, you tossed the cloth napkin on the table and grabbed your purse. “See you later, Gray.” It broke your heart to leave him, but you weren’t going to sit there and listen to him talk about how bad you messed up when he left.  

A tear rolled down your cheek as you exited the restaurant, leaving behind the boy you once loved with every part of yourself.


This took me so long and I’m not sure I even like it that much ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

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Binary Star

Author: kpopfanfictrash

Pairing: You / Jaebum / Mark

Rating: PG

Word Count: 3,790

Summary: In some cases, these close binary systems can exchange mass, which may bring their evolution to stages that single stars cannot attain.”

You and Jaebum have been dating forever when Mark Tuan shows up in your classroom. You’ve always been against change - a bit debilitating, being a writer - but for some reason this new kid has you thinking there might be an upside to chaos. 

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No Second Chances

Dean Winchester x Reader

This is requested by @fangirlingfanatic2442. She requested drabble prompt #19. Thanks for this!! I love writing angst, and this one works well for it!! #19:  “And that’s how you ruin a life. Congratulations.”

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Your relationship with Dean was hard to describe. You loved the hard headed man more than anything. He had swept into your life, saving you in more ways than you could ever imagine. At first he had pushed you away at every opportunity, giving you every excuse under the sun. That he wasn’t into relationships, that people around him were hurt and killed. But slowly, his attraction to you had over weighed everything else, and the two of you had become everything you had imagined. 

That’s why this evening seemed so surreal. Like this wasn’t Dean in front of you, caught with his hands down another woman’s pants as she nibbled on those plump lips of Dean’s that you loved so much. In the bed the two of you had bought together, and shared every night, for over a year. Standing there, in the shadows, you watched as he used all of the moves you thought were special for you. But it wasn’t until he called her sweetheart, your nickname, that the tears started falling.

This pain was unlike anything you had ever felt before. Like someone had literally reached into your chest and ripped your heart in half. With a sob, you choked out Dean’s name, loud enough that he heard it over the nameless woman’s moans of pleasure. Moving away from her as if he had been burnt, he glanced over at you, his eyes huge. 

“Y/N, what are you doing back?” He asked, but you couldn’t sit there and see that half naked woman on your side of the bed, staring up at you with pleasure filled eyes. She didn’t care that Dean was taken, you could easily see that. With a broken sob, you raced out of the door frame, heading back to the garage. Not caring that all of your items were in that now dreaded room, you had to get away. Away from the fact that the man you loved so much, maybe even more than yourself, didn’t care nough about you to be faithful.

“Y/N, wait up!” Dean yelled, rushing behind you as he hastily buttoned his jeans. 

Turning on your heel, you glared at him, your tears pouring down your cheeks. “Why? Give me one good reason why I should stay and listen to your pathetic excuses, when I just saw the proof?”

“Because I do love you!” He yelled. “I know I suck at showing it, but I do love you!”

“Well, you don’t have a very good way of showing it. Dean, I’ve loved you more than I ever thought I would love another person.I have tried so hard to be patient, to wait for you to see that you didn’t have to turn elsewhere. That it was okay to love another person. But this, this just shows that you don’t care enough about me to try. So goodbye Dean.” You told him, your last words breaking on a sob. 

“Y/N, she means nothing. Please don’t leave.” He pleaded. “What will I tell Sammy?”

“That’s what you’re worried about?” You asked him angrily. “Not about getting me back, but explaining my absence to your brother. Wow, that’s a low blow. Even for you Dean.  And that’s how you ruin a life. Congratulations.”

Even though you were hurting, all your energy drained, you strode away from Dean, turning on the ignition to your car. With tears soaking your cheek, you pulled away. The last thing you noticed was Dean kneeling on the ground, tears pouring down his cheek as he watched you walk away.

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I am really sorry to all of you

I’ve been away for a while now and I have some explaining to do. 
I have recently relocated to Australia and I’ve been dealing with some wild emotions lately. To be completely honest with you all, I’ve been a little sad lately. 
This blog has been and always will be about positivity, cheer, joy, Christmas, family and you all. I haven’t wanted to get on here and just start blogging again without an explanation, and I did consider just to not come back again. Which now I realise is a really selfish and completely unreasonable thing to do.
Since I have moved away from my family things are starting to improve for me, both mentally and physically. My family was the reason I moved out this way, I couldn’t be around them anymore, I knew I was being held back and trapped from doing big things, the things I’ve dreamed of doing for a long time. When I said goodbye to my family at the airport I felt this entire world just fall off of my shoulders. Yes, it was incredibly hard to say goodbye to the people who have surrounded me my entire life but it also felt so good. I’m still actually trying to come to terms with having this freedom.
When I lived with my family things were hard for me, to a point where I felt completely isolated from everything. We lived 20 miles from the nearest town and up a very steep rocky road. That’s just the last 2 years living wiht my family, before that we didn’t stay in one place for very long, we moved from county to city to state to state and it seemed never ending. But as I was moving from state to state, I found someone, someone who didn’t understand what I was going through, but wanted to know how I felt and wanted to be in the details of my life. He came back and forth from Australia just to see me and he taught me that people aren’t supposed to be treated the way I had been treated, he showed me a pure and unselfish love that I had only seen a few times in my life. 
He did leave to go back to Australia, and we applied for a visa so he could come back and live with me and my family. This meant he was gone for about 8 months, I declined rapidly in this time frame. just a couple of months after he left that last time, I began exercising and becoming extremely healthy, I went vegan and all of my weight melted off of me like candle wax. I became anorexic within 5 months of him being gone that last time. I was able to hid this from my family for a while, another couple of months went by and no one noticed I hadn’t been eating, I’d been working out constantly and I didn’t want to go outside. I would sit in my room and scroll though photos of foods I wanted to eat so badly but wouldn’t dare touch it. It was one of the hardest times in my life. 
I told my mom I was having problems, she told me she was happy I told her and she wanted to find me a nutritionist, but I knew that wasn’t something I was up for. Not long after that my step-dad employed me as an “office manager” In his new business. I accepted and worked for him in our own home. This made me even more isolated and put me deeper into this hole. 
My fiancé finally came back and my family thought I would get better instantly from him being back. I now know that they pushed him to come back so much that he almost didn’t have a choice. He came back expected the absolute worse and it must have been even worse that I thought. Even when he was back I didn’t want to gain weight, I didn’t want to give up loosing 5 more pounds. So I kept going all through the summer and into the start of autumn.
After long talks with Daniel and my family moving us out of my bedroom in to a camper next to their home I finally started realising the severity of my situation, and I began to eat more, slowly more and more. During this time my mid had to recover as well so I made this blog to find some comfort and it grew so fast and so many people came to support me and the message I was sharing.
I started to feel better, a lot better, I gained all of my weight back and then some. But at my job that now my whole family was working for I was feeling left out. I felt I was there just to keep me happy, and Daniel became employed with them after I had a complete meltdown about the whole family working there besides him.
We both continued to work there for a couple of months until I couldn’t take being thrown to the side and taken advantage of. So I quit. And I was able to work on this blog full-time and really dive into anything creative I wanted to do. After a month or so went by Daniel found the job was giving him a lot of stress causing him to get sick so he decided to quit as well. 
So here we were, both jobless and confused on our next step. We spent a lot of time trying to get out of the house when we could which was close to impossible, we had to depend on other people to get us out because neither of us could drive, my parents seemed as if they didn’t want me to drive so I never got the chance. After a few months of us both being home, blowing through our savings very quickly we decided to move out, and we came to the conclusion going to Australia might be a good change and we might see something there that we could see in the place we were at. 
We decided not to tell my family we were leaving because, I was honestly very overwhelmed with how I was being treated and I was very sad over being left out of the family. No one wanted to talk to me after I quit work with the family company so I went a few months of not being able to go out, and only really being able to talk to Daniel. So, I did make the decision to not tell anyone about this move. We bought our flight, got rid of a lot of unwanted items, and I got my passport, and no one really had any idea. Until, I started asking if people wanted some of the things I wouldn’t usually just give away. 
Then, my parents came to talk to Daniel and I and we laid everything out on the floor, my mother didn’t want to hear it so Daniel and I were left talking to my step-dad and he started angry but finished agreeing with us and being understanding. 
After that Daniel and I went with my family to visit my grandparents on the other side of the country and less than a couple of weeks later we were in Seattle getting on a flight to Hawaii with Daniel’s parents. After we got back from Hawaii we cracked down on getting things packed. It took us a couple of weeks and the morning came when I had to say goodbye. 
As I said before, it was really hard and I had waited for a moment like this for so long it felt really surreal. But I also know I needed this in more ways than one and as soon as I got on that flight there was an enormous weight that fell from me.
Since being in this new place I’ve been deal with the “backlash” of everything that went on the last couple of years. So, right now I am a little lost. I’m slowly trying to find myself. I told Daniel yesterday that I need change, I feel like I really need it. Feeling that was has made me want to change my appearance very badly. I’m thinking of cutting all of my hair off again and getting new specs, changing my wardrobe. All of the materialistic things that I was taught to love by. So I guess the point of this post is to tell you I have been a little lost in my own head lately, and thats why I haven’t been around. I’m trying to reassure myself that it’s a good reason to not be around and I needed the time to try and figure things out, but it’s hard for me to feel confident in anything I say.
But with everything negative that has happened there is some positive. I got to move to an incredible place and really get the freedom I’ve been wanting. I’ve also learned a few new things about myself, one of the being I do want to go back to school next year and I’m really looking forward to doing that.
So, that’s where I have been and that’s how I’ve been doing lately. I’m really angry with myself that I have been able to keep this blog up during travelling and settling in but that’s one of the things I’m trying to work on lately, not the beat myself up over these type of things. 
So, yes, I am back right now and I will try and keep you all close to me and let you in on how things are going. 

Prompt - WinterIron, Vampire!Bucky, Human!Tony

Prompt: ‘’Soo, since you’re taking prompts I was wondering if you’d be willing to write some WinterIron with Vampire!Bucky trying to woo the adorable but completely clueless Human!Tony? (With the added difficulty that vampires do not lie or evade truths when they’re wooing as a sign of respect for their intended?)’’

Sooooo, I doubt that it’s exactly what you wanted, but my brain kind of went away with this version and I just followed, because it was really fun to write.

Hope you like it anyway :)

Tony was drunk. Which, okay, it was probably not very surprising, after all it was pretty well-known that alcohol and him were pretty much best friends.

But he was maybe slightly more drunk than he had thought, because. Because. There was a guy in front of him and- he was wearing a silver cape. And not like, the kinda-fashionable capes that you payed a fortune to wear - and that were ugly as fuck - oh, no, a full-on medieval cape, with mysterious scarlet patterns on it and a freakingly huge collar.

“What the FUCK?!?” Tony exclaimed, maybe - just maybe - slightly louder than was recommended when it was 3AM and you were on a residential street. But fuck, the guy was wearing a cape, and Tony had always felt a bit of compassion for Vernon Dursley.

He could hear the guy mumble something which sounded very much like “shit” and then he turned around and Tony just wanted to emphasize that his initial reaction was probably the most appropriate one.
Because, first, the guy was extremely handsome - tall, muscular, beautiful red mouth, longish hair well-cut: he checked all the cases in Tony’s perfect man profile. But well, the slight problem was, that his skin sparkled and… were his eyes red?
Oh no, Tony was going to die. Either assassinated in a street next to a pile of garbage and a dozen of rats, by the sound of it; or because of alcohol intoxication, because even during his wildest years, he had never ever drank enough to see a creepy guy impersonating Dracula.

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The One That Got Away [Chapter Two]

Originally posted by nevereatfizzingwhizbeez

Chapter 2 of The One That Got Away

Chapter 1

Series Genre: Angst/Smut/Fluff

Warnings: Adult Content

You stood outside the dorm, waiting to go in, trying to figure out how you were going actually break up with the love of your life.

You pulled out your phone out and took a deep breath as it rang.

“Ah, Y/N. It’s nice to hear from you.” you heard JYP say on the other end. “Did you think about what I said?”

“Yes. I’ll do it, for Jaebum”.

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> Hello
> It’s Bangtan
> No, I said Bangtan
> It’s Jin
> We’re in Japan right now
> We are working hard and broadcasting
> Everyone, don’t catch a cold
> Be careful of the dust
> In this MV
> Blood, Sweat, & Tears Japanese version is “chi ase namida”
> To be honest, when I first heard the title for Blood, Sweat, & Tears
> I thought the title was dirty
> Don’t tell BangPD
> Then goodbye
> I didn’t come back after doing all that ㅋㅋㅋ Sorry everyone for causing a commotion I’ll see you again hehe_Jimin

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