ugh this team has ruined my life what is going on

When You Come Home (Epilogue)

Part OneTwo, Three12 Days

Pairing: Lin-Manuel x Reader

Summary: The real finale.

Warnings: Just have fun, honestly.

Word Count: 12,303


Wow, you guys. That’s seriously all we can say. Like man, it’s been an adventure of a lifetime, lemme just say that. I mean, we can’t believe we wrote this entire thing (and that alone was so much fun, holy moly), but the fact that you guys enjoyed it?

We’re seriously so emotional. You guys have no idea.

Thank you so much to all of you that joined us on this journey. It’s been such an honor to receive such incredible, touching compliments on a daily basis, and we can’t stress how much we truly love you. Our hearts are so full of love for each and every one of you, and we’re so grateful to have been able to share a part of our hearts (and insanity) with you.

I can’t tell you how much yelling has been going on behind the scenes– Well, I’m sure y’all could imagine, but take whatever you’re imagining and multiply it by ten thousand. All of this yelling has been because of all of you (this is supposed to be a sweet sentiment, just take it, we’re hoarse, omg).

Again, thank you so much for your support, kindness, and love. We love you all so much. Thank you for making us two very happy dorky nerds. You’re all so amazing.

And so it’s with great pleasure that we present to you the epilogue.

- Team GTNW -


As much as you wanted to jump right into the next chapter of your life with the absolute love of your life, you knew it was best to let time run its course. The two of you decided to spend some time apart to just let things rest for a while, to regroup and think about what comes next, to prepare for the journey that was to come.

You’d both come to the agreement that you’d spend the next two months living your own lives, submerging yourselves back in the mundanity of work, giving the universe a much needed break (or rather, maybe the universe needed to give you guys a break).

That was the plan. Except two weeks after your reunion on the fire escape, your phone dinged with a new text message.

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Even though it nearly drowned us in angst, we have to appreciate how healthy that conversation actually was.

“I swear to you, I wanted to tell you, I tried. And then you found that ring and I just couldn’t bear to ruin that happiness.” 

~ he doesn’t dance around it, goes right for the truth, explains the situation and why he chose to act the way he did; that it was coming from a place of love.

“How could you do this?” 

~ she asks with shock, and hurt. He doesn’t know what she’s talking about at first - he thinks she’s talking about killing her grandpa but what she’s really talking about is burning his own memories. The way she says it with a hint of concern, like even though she’s mad, she’s hurting for him because if he’s gonna resort to such drastic measures, this must be eating him up inside.

“I’ve been asking myself the same question, and all I can say is that I was a broken man for a very long time and I did horrendous things..” 

~ THIS! LINE! IS! SO! IMPORTANT! Because he was a broken man and the fact that he recognizes that his deeds were horrendous proves how much he’s changed. And the fact that he’s sharing with her that he knows he was broken - ugh. Beautiful. 

“I’m not talking about that I’m talking about this. You were about to burn your own memories why would you do that?” 

~ Here the concern for him is even more prominent in her tone. It almost sounds like she’s going to cry. She’s so concerned that he was going to burn some part of his past, because she loves every part of him, including his wrongdoings. 

“Because I was ashamed, Emma. And scared losing you and everything that matters to me.” 

~ She is everything to him. He is terrified of losing her. Do I even need to say more like omg.

“You really think that would happen after everything we’ve been through?” 

~ this is her having 100% confidence in what they have. They have made it through darkness and DEATH, and that proved to her that together they can do anything. She’s surprised and hurt that he doesn’t feel the same way. Why doesn’t he? is what she’s she’s wondering.

“How am I supposed to sit across from your mother and father at the table and look them in the eye after what I’ve done?” 

~ He’s letting her know how guilty he feels. How he’s terrified he’ll be rejected. They’re just laying all their feelings on the table and it’s so healthy I can’t even 

“I’m not saying it would be easy. You know them, you know they would forgive you, that’s who they are.” 

~ She’s validating his feelings, saying yes, it will be a big hurdle. But then she also reassures him that he is loved so much but not just her, and that nothing he does or says will get him kicked out of their lives. Ever. 

“This isn’t just about them, this is about me. I already destroyed my own family once and that was hard enough but knowing that I destroyed yours too, I just…I didn’t know how I could live with that.” 

~ YESSSSSS Killian. This is about you. And that is perfectly okay like it is 1000000% okay for you to worry about yourself instead of everyone else (including Emma) for once. You need to heal and this is the way to start, by telling the woman that you love that this is how you feel and where your head is at. Good job precious pirate good job! 

“You come to me Hook, and you lean on me, and you trust ME!” 

~ Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh the knife-in-the-gut line. The most beautiful line in my opinion. Cause it came from the mouth of Emma Swan, who spent her life leaning on no one. Who, after Neal, had a necklace that she wore to remind her never to trust ANYONE. And now she has a life partner that she trusts so completely and has leaned on countless, countless times (When she was watching her mother die, when she almost froze to death, when she was confused about Lily, when she was mad at her parents, all throughout Camelot, when she admitted she wanted a future but was scared, when she was in the underworld and had a scary vision, like a million bazillion times she’s gone to him and leaned on him) and now all she wants is to return the favour for him. And frankly she’s devastated that he doesn’t feel like he can lean on her. Like he is my rock, why aren’t I his? is what is going through her mind. ASDFGHJKL.

“We have to stop hiding things from each other.” 

~ She doesn’t just blame him, she knows she’s hid things from him before too and might some day do it again. They both need to stop in order for this to work.

“The man I fell in love with would know that. You would know that we would do things together.” 

~ Telling him that this together thing all originated from him. She fell in love with him because he earned her trust, but never took the lead from her; they always worked together as a team. Together. And all she wants is for them to be doing that now (and for the rest of their lives)


~ the way he splutters it. He’s so in love with her and wants to kiss her for saying these soulful things. She’s opening up to him and pouring out her soul and telling him she loves him in a poetic, wordy way, which is NOT her specialty. But at the same time his heart is aching. He’s done the last thing he wants to do in life. He’s hurt her. Fuck. 

“That is what I agreed to marry. That is what I thought we were together.”

 ~ Again, emphasis on the together, two halves of a whole. And telling him the reason she wanted to marry him so badly - because she feels safe with him. She can trust him. She can lean on him. And she thought she was that for him, too. And if she’s not? Well, they need to fix that before they can move forward.

“Until you’re ready for that..” *removes ring* “Then we can talk.” 

~ A bit of tough love, but it’s for his own good. She is NOT rejecting him or breaking up with him or some bullshit like that. Their love means more than that. She’s just telling him “Hey. I love you. And I am so, so ready to marry you. But I want our engagement to be happy and pure. And it is anything but happy and pure right now. So until we figure this out, take this back. And work through your feelings. And if you need me, I will be right here.” 



alright so i know i ought to take a break for the sake of my own health at this point (and by health i mean skincare cause yall give me acne) but i’m terrible at shutting up. so one last thing:

the fact that the majority of you seem to think that me speaking out against the bullshit and micro-aggressive behavior black girls like me have to face in this fandom is simply more ammo to ‘defend yourself against’ in this stupid ship war is truly hilarious, but also infuriating.

me saying that kallura is not the worst thing in the world is me defending ALLURA, my favorite character in this show, first and foremost.

princess allura is a black girl character unlike one i have ever seen in mainstream media before.

~ i go into detail about that here and this same topic was even discussed in a ‘black girl nerds’ article here 

but anyone who knows me, and follows my other sideblog fuckin knows that i’d been hoping to see keith and lance be happy boyfriends in a wholesome and romantic relationship on screen since before this fandom could decide on a ship name for them. i’m fuckin GAY, you weirdos. no duh i understand how groundbreaking klance being canon would be. it’d mean the sun and the moon to non-straight people of color everywhere, including my own damn self.

but the fact is that this fandom took the wonderful concept that is “klance” and perverted it and toxified it AND have been using faux progressive arguments to use this ship as a reason to shit on allura — who again, is a character that means a lot to black and brown girls in this fandom for myriads of reasons. so yes, fuck all of you from the bottom of my gay black girl heart 💞 !!

and i don’t speak for any other black girl but myself, so if you’re mad about this perspective take it up with me, you cowards. don’t bother any other black girls in this fandom, my inbox is open.

kallura may never be canon. who fuckin knows. who fuckin cares. neither will some of the few truly wholesome ships in this hell fandom like hunk x keith or hunk x lance or nyma x shay. does it really fuckin matter? as long as the ship isn’t normalizing abuse or pedophilia, let people ship what they want. god.

and no, kallura is not toxic, you guys can’t even decide why you hate it. and that’s exactly what this post is about.

i defend kallura occasionally on this blog solely because this is an ALLURA BLOG. and kallura is the one ship involving allura that actually has some potential to happen on screen. if you want to reduce everything i say as me participating in your dumbass ship war, then go ahead. i couldn’t spare one fuck.

anyway. popular anti-kallura arguments and my response to them all under the cut. all in one tidy text post for easy consumption — screencaps included cause i’m a perfectionist and i want all my posts to look nice ^^

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“Was I Too Late?” Barry Allen x Reader

Pairing(s): Barry Allen x Reader

Note: I’m so happy that so many of you enjoyed “I’m Sorry” so that being said, with a lot of requests,as promised, here’s part 2 of “I’m Sorry” I really hope you guys like this post. If you have any other requests please let me know. This might get a part 3, depends on how people feel about part 2.

Y/C/N= Your Crush’s Name.

Request?: Yes

Word Count:1496

Summary: Barry and Reader have been acting off lately and Team Flash wants to know why. Does Barry realize that Reader is the one or does he stick to the thought of being in love with Iris?

Here’s part 1 “I’m Sorry.” for those who haven’t read it.


The conversation with Barry was only one day ago and it has greatly changed our friendship. Everyone noticed the sudden change in our friendship because of how obvious Barry has been. He wouldn’t talk to me, he wouldn’t look at me, he wouldn’t even be anywhere near me. Every time I walk up to him and try to say something he won’t even spare me a look. He would give me the same lame excuse and leave.

“Hey Barry.”

“Uh, I gotta go.”

It was never anything more than that. This awkward tension has been spreading to everyone and it has been killing everyone. Cisco and Caitlin have been trying to figure out what happened between us ever since the day started and Barry began to ignore my existence.

“What happened between you and Barry?”

“I have no idea what you are talking about.”

“Oh, come on. Yes you do. Why can’t you tell us? It’s me and Cait.”

“Guys, just please drop this.”

“It really shouldn’t be our business, but this is interfering with Team Flash.”

“I told Barry I love him, okay? Now he won’t even talk to me, let alone even look at me. I really do love him, but I regret telling him. I miss my best friend, but I ruined everything! Is that what you wanted to hear?”


“No Cisco, please just drop this.”

“Okay. We’re here if you need us to be.”

“Thank… Um, I’m going to head to Jitters, want anything?”

“Just coffee would be great.” - They said in unison-

“Alright. I’ll see you guys later.”

I just had to get away from them for now. I really didn’t mean for this to mess with our team, but Barry is making something out of this. He isn’t forgetting this conversation, and I can’t blame him. His best friend just told him that they love him out of nowhere and they know damn well that he loves someone else.

-”Ugh. I’m such an idiot.”

When I got to Jitters it was perfect. There wasn’t too many people but there was just enough people there. When I walked in, I ran into Iris. The perfect and beautiful love of Barry’s life. I couldn’t hate her though. I befriended Iris cos she’s a really nice and caring person, but it just hurts everytime I see her. She’s who Barry wants, but he can’t have since she’s with Eddie. Their relationship caused Barry pain. She’s the girl that broke my best friend’s heart. She’s also the girl who can fix it. Barry and Iris, best friends since they were small, it’s crazy to think that she never fell for him, but that’s exactly where we are. Barry is heartbroken that the girl of his dreams is with someone else and I probably made it worse by accidentally telling him my feelings for him and now I lost him. He left me, one of his best friends. I hate myself so much right now. While I was lost in my mind, I never noticed that Iris came up to me.

“Hey Y/n”

“Oh, Iris. Hey.”

“How are you? Anyone special in your life?”

“I’m okay, and no… Why?”

“Well I have this coworker who thinks you’re cute and I just want to see if you’re okay with being set up?”

“Well they’re not bad on the eyes… You know what, I don’t see why not. My love life isn’t going anywhere anyway.”

“Okay great! Well to agreeing, I’m sure you’re lucky someone will come soon.”

“Thanks Iris.”

“How’s tonight looking for you?”

“I can do tonight.”

“Excellent! Okay I’ll give em’ your number and everything after that is up to you two. Bye and have fun.”


I have to move on from Barry. He doesn’t feel the same and maybe this will help me… But is it too early? Should I wait? Maybe it’s better if I wait. No, I need to move on. Although wouldn’t they be a rebound, but thinking about it anyone I date no matter how long I wait will be a rebound. I’m going on this date. The line for Jitters was very small, so I finally went to order our coffees.

”Three coffees please.”

“That’ll be $5.97.”

“Here you go.”

“Thank you have a good day.”

Before I could head out to the door I was stopped.

“Hey Y/n”

“Oh hello, Y/C/N, Right?”

“Yeah, I’m really happy to hear that you agreed to go out with me tonight.”

“Oh, me too. So what are we going to do on this date?”

“I was thinking dinner and a movie? Or is that too cliche”

“Haha, no, no. It’s totally fine. I can do dinner and a movie. How about at 8?”

“I can do 8. I can pick you up or you can meet me here? What do you say?”

“I’ll meet you here, I still have work and I’m going to need some time. We can let Jitters be our magical place.”

“See you at 8, Y/n.”

“See you.”

I’m making progress, and that’s good. It’s just a date. One date. I need to stop talking to myself and give Caitlin and Cisco their coffee. The drive to Star Labs was nice and quiet. The thought of this date was still on my mind and now I can say that I’m pretty excited about it. My date is cute and a very sweet person, I’m looking forward to it. I’m ready to move on.

“Finally! You have been gone for so long. Our coffee is probably cold now.”

“Oh, hush Cisco, here’s your coffee Cait.”

“Thank you, so what took you so long?”

“I ran into Iris and well… she set me up on a date tonight at 8…”

“Woah, don’t you think that’s a bit quick?”

“Cisco, Barry has no feelings for me whatsoever. I need to move on and I’m looking forward to my date with Y/C/N. Please don’t think too much into this either. It’s just one date.”

“I thought you love me.”

I turned around to see Barry, my best friend who started ignoring me.

“I do, but I need to move on and-”

“And going on a date will help with that?”

“What are you saying, Barry Allen.”

    “I’m saying that you shouldn’t go on this date.”

     “Care to elaborate?”

    “Alright. You told me yesterday that you love me and now you’re going on a date with someone else? That doesn’t add up.”

     “You said you didn’t love me and so I’m choosing to move on. You can’t just be mad at me for wanting to move on by going on a date with someone else. You told me you didn’t love me. You asked if I wanted you to lie to me. I said no. You said sorry. You said you didn’t love me. You started to ignore me. You didn’t say a word back to me. You can’t be angry.”

    “I was wrong okay?! I started ignoring you cos I wanted to know my emotions and I can say it now cos I know, but I’m in love with you. My best friend. The one who let me rant to. The one who did anything to make me happy. The one who cared about my happiness. The one who was always there for me. I love you too.”

     “Barry. You can’t just do that to me! You can’t tell me you don’t love me and expect me to not try to move on. You can’t do that! You said you didn’t. It’s Iris and always will be! You’re lying to me! You’re only saying this cos I’m going on a date. You don’t mean it. You-“

     “You! You dropped that on me after a long day and I didn’t have time to process it. I’m not only saying this because you’re going on a date. I’m telling you this because I love you and I don’t want you to go on this date. I want to be with you. Please don’t go.”

       “Barry. I’m going on this date. If I feel something then I’m sorry and if I don’t. Then maybe. I have to go… Um. Bye Barry, Cisco, Caitlin.”

       “Bye.” -They all said in unison.-

“If they break your heart… I’ll be here.”

“Thanks Barry.”

I walked away as fast as I could. I just need to think about this date and go back to this later. I want to be happy and maybe I can be. Whether it be a new cute acquaintance or Barry . The fate of this one dinner defines the future.


“Was I too late Cisco? Cait?”

“Time will tell buddy.”

“It’s just one date.”

You walking away from them broke Barry’s heart. He watched as his best friend and new found crush left to go get ready on a date. Nothing hurts more than losing the one you love to someone else again.

Of Blue Cadillacs and Purple Stars - Chapter One (84 days until the end)

This is a new fanfic I have recently started writing and I’m so excited about it! It’s basically an End Of The World AU based on the book We All Looked Up by Tommy Wallach, which I loved very much.

Description:  The last semester of senior year is never easy, especially when you discover the world is gonna end in twelve weeks.
Pairings: Jason x Percy (Jercy), Annabeth x Piper (Pipabeth)
Word Count: 1440

“Come on,” Jason sighed, dropping heavily into his chair behind Piper. “It’s not the end of the world.”

His best friend scoffed as if he had said the biggest absurdity she had ever heard, lifting her legs to sit through the hole in the chair where her back should be. The school bell rang, signaling the beginning of first period.

“Easy for you to say, Mr. Captain of the Football Team. You don’t need to worry about your CV.”

He opened his notebook to a clear page and eyed the teacher warily. Mrs. Byrne was still roaming through a stack of papers on her desk as the last students walked into the room hastily, but Jason was certain she would snap at Piper for the way she was sitting anytime soon.

He turned back to face his friend. “Look, you didn’t get that internship with Craddock Designs. Okay. So what? There’s gonna be a next one! You always get offers, Pipes! What, with your dad-”

Piper glared at him, and he cut his sentence short.

“I don’t need my dad to be successful, Jason,” she spat through gritted teeth. Jason was about to argue that no, of course she didn’t, when Mrs. Byrne intervened as he had predicted.

“Miss McLean, I’m not sure you understand how chairs are supposed to work.” she commented. A few laughs from the class ensued.

“Turn around, please. Unless I’m seriously mistaken, Mr. Grace isn’t the teacher. Is he?” she asked in her shrill, annoying voice.


Piper turned to face the blackboard without rolling her eyes, or even a stiffened scoff. Jason sighed, quickly reading over last Monday’s notes before his English Literature teacher could pick someone to resume the break’s reading.

Holden Caulfield’s internal conflict is symbolized in many different ways throughout the novel. His visits to the lake in Central Park and the questions he asks the taxi driver represent the questions Holden keeps asking himself : where should he go when he’s lost his way? What is he supposed to do when things become difficult?

For the billionth time that trimester, Jason wished Holden Caulfield could solve his own fucking problems.

He suffered through the two-hour analysis of The Catcher in the Rye and nearly fell asleep in history class. When the bell signaled the morning’s twenty minute break, Jason was the first one out the door.

Their usual metal bench was humid from the rain that had fallen the night before, but Leo and Piper didn’t appear to mind. Leo was sitting on top of it, his feet where his butt was supposed to be. He was grinning at their friend, who was gesturing wildly as she spoke. They caught his eye, and smiled.

“Ah, look who’s here! Piper, look!” Leo started. Jason rolled his eyes, knowing what was coming.

Piper faked a gasp. “Ohhh my god, is that Jason Grace?” She fanned her face, causing Leo to succumb to a fit of laughter.

“Ha, ha” Jason sat between them, grinning despite himself. Leo sat up a little straighter.

“Hey, it’s not our fault if you have stans. You gotta admit, that day was hilarious.”

“That day was ridiculous, I hadn’t even done anything!” Jason protested. Piper tsked.

“Ah, young Jason, you don’t understand how heterosexual female minds work,” she joked, shaking her head. Jason scoffed.

“Because you do?”

“Absolutely, I used to think I was one, remember? Dark times, boys, dark times,” she sighed in exasperation. The two boys laughed.

“Anyway, that’s not the point. The point is, you’re a jock. You’re attractive. You’re single- incomprehensibly so. Girls are gonna throw themselves at you.”

As if on cue, Jason met Percy’s eye.

He was walking out of the main building, arms linked with Annabeth Chase. They had been dating since anyone in Goode High could remember. Another boy- Grover Underwood if Jason recalled correctly- used to complete their trio before he graduated the previous year.

Now the two of them were mostly on their own, sometimes accompanied by Annabeth’s cousin in junior year.

Jason tried not to stare. He did. And yet when Percy looked at him, a knowing smirk appeared at his lips before he glanced away. Jason looked back at Piper, who was still giving him a lecture on feminine psychology. Leo was typing on his phone, the tick tick tick noise making Jason sigh.

“Pipes, he’s gay, he doesn’t care about all that,” Leo finally muttered, still looking at his phone. Jason’s mouth hung open, staring at his friend. Piper had cut her sentence short, and was now glancing between the two boys.

“So my gaydar was right!” Piper exclaimed. Jason turned so suddenly he cramped his neck.

“I’m not gay!” he whispered furiously, trying to get Piper to stop her victory dance. “I mean I’m not… I’m probably not straight either but-”

“AHAH!” Piper grinned. Leo raised an eyebrow at her.

“Honestly how didn’t you know this already, he stares at Jackson all day every day.”

Jason’s mouth hung open again. He turned to Leo. “Is today’s goal to ruin my fucking life?”

Leo only shrugged. Piper’s expression was unreadable.

“ Percy Jackson? Swim team Jackson? Okay, you’ve got good taste, I’ll give you that one,” Piper smiled after a minute, tapping Jason on the shoulder. He sighed, a small chuckle along with it, sinking further into his seat. He could feel the rain from the bench seeping into his jacket. He stared at the graying sky.

“Well?” Piper raised her eyebrows. Jason frowned.

“Well what?”

“What are you gonna do about it?”

He didn’t even give it a second of consideration.

“How about absolutely nothing?” he snickered, digging a water bottle from the bottom of his backpack. Piper made an ugh.

“If you don’t do anything, you’ll never know, Jason! He could be staring at you from afar, too!”

“Oh yeah, right, it’s not like he’s dating the student body president and future valedictorian,” he grumbled, realizing he was starting to sound more and more childish.

“They broke up.”

Piper and Jason both faced Leo in surprise. The boy was still staring at his phone screen.

“What?” Piper asked, her voice surprisingly high. Jason was glad he wasn’t the only one who didn’t know what Leo was talking about.

Leo rolled his eyes. “Honestly, do you two even try to keep up with the gossip? Piper, you disappoint me.”

Piper shrugged. Leo continued.

“They broke up right after exams season last year. They’re still best friends, though. Dunno how that’s possible, honestly,” he confessed.

Jason looked back at them discreetly. Now that he knew they weren’t together, he guessed it made sense. They were sitting further apart than a couple would, and seemed to be talking  more to other friends than to each other.

“These two were always on and off, I guess I just didn’t realize it was for good this time,” Piper commented, her expression difficult to read.

“Well,” Leo started, standing back up. “Guess that means you two can finally take the first step, am I right?” he winked at Piper before heading to the cafeteria.

Piper opened her mouth to speak, then closed it again. Jason grinned.

“The student body president? The black belt judoka? I gotta say, Piper, I’m impressed,” he joked. Piper punched him in the arm.

“She’s really cute in her kimono, okay?” Piper justified herself, cheeks still pink.

The sky was already dark when Jason walked out of football practice. Summer was only a little less than two months away, and yet the weather had been nothing short of frisky. He clutched his jacket closer to his chest as he walked toward the school’s parking lot, keys clinking in his pocket. He could still hear the voices and loud laughs of his teammates back on the field, the lights of the changing room reflecting on his windshield.

Jason opened the door to his car, his mind already on what he could cook for dinner, when he heard a skateboard rolling down the street in front of him. Percy Jackson himself, wet hair tucked inside a red beanie and a large sports bag thrown over his shoulder, had his back turned to Jason as he made his way home.

“Percy?” he called.

If Percy heard him, he didn’t let it show. Jason’s eyes followed the skateboard until it turned a corner and disappeared into the night.

My Saviour: The Start (Rewritten)

First Chapter! Done!


“I’m gonna go home now, Goth. See you at home.” Xahji said as she packed her backpack, ready to head to her house. She slinged it on her back, smoothing down her pink dress for any wrinkles.

“Be careful on the way back, ok?” Goth, being the protective brother he is, informed her. “Also, don’t you usually go home with Raven or Sorell?”

She groaned, showing a bit of displeasure. “Goth, you worry too much. I’ll be perfectly fine on my own.” Stretching a bit, a few pleasant pops were made, making her relax a bit more.

“I just wanna keep you safe.” Xahji just rolled her eyes at that. Though, she is indeed thankful that he cares.

“Whatever.” She said with a smile.

“No kissy bye-byes for your bro?” Goth said, making Xahji giggle as she left the premises of the library to head home.


Xahji’s POV

My brother worries too much. I’m 16, y'know! Though, it’s still so nice that he worries for my safety…. But that doesn’t mean that I can’t be angry at him for babying me. Like seriously? Kiss bye-bye? He has his boyfriend for that.

I sighed as I walk down the hallway that is said to have ghosts haunting them, the stairs, which is most definitely not a stairway to heaven, like seriously who even said that?!?! And of course, the school’s gate entrance.

From here, I could see the sun cast a red hue over the school. It’s getting late. What time is it? I look at my watch. It’s 5:34 pm.

I have to hurry soon or I will be forced to travel in the dark. Ugh… This day had been terrible!! First, I woke up late so I had to rush to school, then when I arrived, there were like how many? 3 new projects? And more school work! And all of them are due next week! And of course….. Another day that HE tried to push me away from my best friends!


We entered the cafeteria where we met up with Cray and Cil on the way and ordered our food- or their food. I make my lunch with Dad’s help. After that, we saw Idle was beckoning at us at an empty table that all six of us could fit in.

Swifty sat to his right while I sat next to Swifty. Colonna sat opposite of my while Cray was situated between her and Cil. We ate happily while we chat about random things.

“I’m starting to hate all of you.” Colonna suddenly commented and it made us all look at her. She was l leaning on her one hand, the other tapping the table.

“Why are you starting to hate us?” Idle asked, worried.

“Except you, Idle. You cool.” She pointed at him. That was definitely a pun. I mean, I’m fine with it, considering that my family says puns and jokes all the time but maybe Idle isn’t.

Cil finger-gunned Collona since he is a pun expert as well. Cray was holding back his laughter while Swifty just didn’t show care. But he was smiling.

I heard Idle groan. “Colonna, just because my full name is Idle Snow doesn’t mean you can just make cold puns out of it.”

“This girl can’t be stopped.” She said, pointing at herself with her thumb.

Cray giggled and sighed. “Anyways, why do you hate most of us? Mainly me, Cray, Cil and Swifty?”

“It’s just unfair!” She suddenly stated in a loud voice, enough for those sitting nearby to hear and look at us. Well all shushed her at the same time.

“Lower down your voice. Now explain.” Cil told her. She crossed her hands, looking grumpy.

“It’s unfair how the four of you have brothers that you can rely on. Cray has Fresh who is the valedictorian, Cil has PJ, who is Fresh’s bf and the basketball team captain, Taylor here-”

“Don’t call me that.” she was cut by Swifty in the middle of her explaining but she still continued. That nickname is kinda funny.

“-who has Snazzy and Siren, the baseball team ace and the school’s prefect, and then there is Xahji who has Goth the librarian, Raven the teacher and Sorell. It’s so unfair!” She avoided out looks at her, looking all grumpy and stuff.

“That’s it? Just because we have brothers, you hate us?” I said, not really believing her.

“Easy for you to say considering that you have a hot brother.” She told me. Ugh.

“Speaking of brothers…” Swifty suddenly pulled me and Idle closer by the shoulders. “When will you two confess to mine?”

A series of giggles emmited from our table, Cray almost spilling out his drink. Cil looked away, holding his laughter while Colonna laughed. These 4 are just so… Ugh!

I just know that I look like a strawberry right now! That statement caught us so off-guard! I looked at Idle, his face pink of embarrassment at the mention of us confessing to Swifty’s bros.

And thank Idle for his fast thinking for a comeback! “Why, Swifty? Did you confess to G already that it gave you the right to say that?”

This made Cil finally laugh so hard with Colonna and Cray, and we even got a few stares from it! Swifty let go of our shoulders, using his hands to cover his blue face.

“You three need to finally confess.” Cray said after calming down. Cil took a moment to catch his breath and looked at Cray.

“Please stop being a hypocrite. You haven’t even confessed to Mr. CC yet.” Cil grinned.

Cray glared at Cil. “Says the one who confessed through a badly written letter.”

I giggled. It is true. Then I remembered Snazzy.

“Guys, please. Even if I do confess, Snazzy will deny me. I just know it. I mean, hates me.” I looked down at my lap. Our table became quiet as Swifty rubbed my back.

“Xahji, that’s not-”

“Swifty!” A stern familiar voice cut Swifty off as I hear footsteps approach us at our lunch table. I already know who it is.

“Snazzy! What are you doing here?” Swifty’s face of sympathy faded into a frown. Ugh. I knew it.

“Yeah, what are you doing here?” Colonna said with a scoff. It’s kinda hard to hide my blush since he’s right behind me. He is just so handsome and manly wvrn when I’m not looking ar him~ But he hates me.

“I’m just here to get my brother away from her.” I felt someone glaring daggers at the top of my skull.

I looked to the side, not wanting to look at my friends faces.

“Look Snazzy, for the last time, I am NOT interested in your brother!” How many times do I have to say it to him for him to understand?!

“I don’t believe you.” He’s just stubborn, isn’t he?

“Fine! I’m leaving!” I abruptedly stood up and left my friends with Snazzy there.

“Xahji wait!” I heard Swifty call to me before I can’t hear him anymore.


I really feel bad for leaving them there. They are my bestest friends yet I left them because of my anger. Maybe I should text one of them. Swifty sounds nice.

Xahji: *Hey Swifty.

Swifty: *Xahji! I’m glad you texted me. Colly and the others are worried!

Swifty: *Look, sorry about a while ago.

Swifty: *My brother can be quite the rude type.

Xahji: *Yeah. Obviously.

Swifty: *Sorry about my bro. Again.

Xahji: *its sokay. I’m used to it.

Swifty: *Colonna was killing Snazzy with her stare a while ago. It waskinda funny if they weren’t fighting because of you.

Xahji: *He deserves it. Sometimes I just wander why I even have a crush on him.

Swifty: *Don’t sweat it. How about nice cream tomorrow? My treat. I’ll invite the others too.

Xahji: *Sure. Thanks, Swifty.

I plopped my phone back at my pocket. I’m now near a shop. The shop where Fuku’s dad is managing. I might as well visit and have a burger or something. They have the best ones I have ever tasted!

I WAS gonna go in when a certain SOMEONE bumped into me. It almost made me lost my balance but gladly, it didn’t.

“Watch where you’re going!” I looked at him, facing a glare. I need to act like I’m mad. “Oh look. If it isn’t Magi.”

“I should be saying that. And it’s Xahji! Not Magi! Jerk!” I shouted at Snazzy. He is such a jerk! And a hot one too. Ughhhhh. What the eff is wrong with me?!

“Look, stay away from my brother. I don’t want you ruining his love life.” Again?! He’s still not over that?!

“Seriously?! You’ve been saying that from the first day we met!”

“Yeah? Well I don’t care! Just stay away from Swifty!”

“Ugh! You are such a jerk! I was just here, wanting to learn new things and meeting friends in the process! And I met Swifty as one of my best friends!” I shouted, not caring about the looks everyone gave us. Not the look of surprise Snazzy gave me.

“Look, I like someone else. Why can’t you understand that Swifty is just a friend to me?” I said as I lowered my voice sadly. I tried to walk past him until he grabbed my arm.

“Then who are you interested in?” Snazzy asked me. I was shocked at his question. He is asking me?! Seriously?! I can’t tell him!

I slowly looked at him, my blush starting to grow. I just know it. “Why are you asling? We aren’t close.” I pulled my arm from him and walked away, a little ashamed. He really wanted to know, wow. I just know that I was blushing hard now. *squeal* I can’t believe it! He touched me!

~Time Skip to after 20 minutes walking~

It’s already night time. I wonder if someone texted me. I slipped my hand into my pocket for my pink-cased phone. Omly yo find out it wasn’t there. Oh no. Oh no! Oh nonononononono! Where could it possibly be?!

I started to panic. Where is my phone?! I was sure that I had it in my pocket!

Ok. Okay. Ooohhkayyyy. Just calm down. Breathe in, breathe out. Inhale, exhale. I just need to calm down. Maybe I dropped it somewhere. But where? Hmm…. *gasp* I bumped into Snazzy a while ago! Maybe he saw it. I’ll just call Swifty and-

I am. Such an. IDIOT.

I just forgot that my phone is missing. *sigh* Welp. I’ll just go home and ask him on the landline.

I didn’t notice that someone was folloqing me until they talked, making me jump.

“Look what we have here.”


I decided to rewrite this since it holds something very special ro my heart. This is one of my first fanfics for undertale and it’s just so special.

So yeah. This will also serve as my LATE Birthday gift for you, Rezzy!


Mun: Daawww! This is an awesome rewrite! It’s cool that you added more characters into this. Aahh! I love your fics Kojo. Don’t forget that. And Thanks!

Not Even Close (Romanoff/Maximoff x reader)

Request:  So awhile back you said you would consider writing a poly relationship, so what about wanda x nat x reader or stucky x reader where the team puts a bet on the to see who is dating and the mess with the rest of the team? @tatortot2701

“I’m telling you, Nat and Clint are together,” Sam urged, “look at ‘em.  There’s no way that two people who spend as much time together as they do haven’t bumped uglies.”

“Jesus,” Tony coughed, spitting his morning coffee across the kitchen table, with a good amount of it spraying all over Steve.  He stood quickly and crossed the room to grab a towel, hurrying to wipe the liquid from his white button down shirt before the color could set in.  “You can’t say shit like that when my mouth’s full.”

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  • ❝ Uh, do whatever you want, I'm super dead! ❞
  • ❝ You have a symmetrical face. If I took a meat cleaver down the center of your skull, I'd have matching halves. That's very important. ❞
  • ❝ Ring ring, hello? Oh, hold on, it's for you - it's second place. ❞
  • ❝ You know that I ain't bragging. ❞
  • ❝ I'm reading this from Wikipedia, so it has to be true. ❞
  • ❝ Let's hatch a plot blacker than the kettle callin' the pot. ❞
  • ❝ I bet I've got til lunch at least before everyone sees I'm a spaz! ❞
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  • ❝ Missed your midterms and flunked shampoo! ❞
  • ❝ Hey turn around, bend over, I'll show you where my shoe fits. ❞
  • ❝ Is that unfair? -- Oh wait, I don't care. ❞
  • ❝ The truth is that you're such a dork, you kinda make it cool. ❞
  • ❝ We got more balls than the team we cheer for! ❞
  • ❝ Miss Goody Two Shoes makes me wanna barf. ❞
  • ❝ Even mocking cheerleaders cannot hide the emptiness in my soul. ❞
  • ❝ They're dogs! No! Lower than that, they're fleas on dogs! ❞
  • ❝ I'm a trust fund baby, you can trust me. ❞
  • ❝ The dinosaurs choked on the dust, they died because God said they must. ❞
  • ❝ Happy kitties, sleepy puppies, tiny duckies, sparkly ponies... ❞
  • ❝ My teen angst bullshit has a body count. ❞
  • ❝ Give my love to the leprechauns. ❞
  • ❝ I thought you were a spoiled, rich, uptight little white bitch now I think you're just white. ❞
  • ❝ I am tired of living alone with my cat! ❞
  • ❝ You drink a lot of Red Bull, don't you? ❞
  • ❝ If I get blood on the carpet my mother will kill me. ❞
  • ❝ Some say that I'm a pompous creep - somehow I don't lose that much sleep. ❞
  • ❝ Such a blunder. Sometimes it makes me wonder why I even bring the thunder. ❞
  • ❝ Shakin' at the high school hop. ❞
  • ❝ I've got lots of experience with not fitting in. Do you need some pointers? ❞
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  • ❝ Showing up here took some guts, time to rip 'em out. ❞
  • ❝ Keep that pelvis far from me! ❞
  • ❝ Thanks, but I don't need voices in my head today. ❞
  • ❝ You don't wanna hear all the horny details. ❞
  • ❝ I gotta go get my asthma spray... ❞
  • ❝ Your perfume smells like your daddy's got money. ❞
  • ❝ Does your mommy know you eat all this crap? ❞
  • ❝ Jesus, you're making me sound like Air Supply. ❞
  • ❝ Language, honey child, please. ❞
  • ❝ Like a beautiful blonde pineapple. ❞
  • ❝ I don't rat my hair! ❞
  • ❝ My dog speaks more eloquently than thee. ❞
  • ❝ Damn, you're in worse shape than the national debt is in. ❞
  • ❝ You're my last meal on death row. ❞
  • ❝ I've got a big butt, well so what? It's good as any other! ❞
  • ❝ I led a protest march against insensitive cartoons! ❞
  • ❝ Some people are SO touchy. ❞
  • ❝ Mama gave birth to the hand-jive. ❞
  • ❝ It's hot in here and kinda smells like someone wet the bed... ❞
  • ❝ Oh... I wanted to answer the puppy question? ❞
  • ❝ You're absolutely right - should have shot him in the mouth, that would've shut him up. ❞
  • ❝ I haven't slept since 1992. ❞
  • ❝ Malum in se is an action evil in itself. Assault, murder, white shoes after labor day. ❞
  • ❝ You need a cite a more specific grievance. Here's an itemized list of all these years of diagreements. ❞
  • ❝ Donate my car to crippled kids, or to those ghetto moms on crack. ❞
  • ❝ I'm, like, gonna cry - I got tears comin' outta my nose! ❞
  • ❝ Keep your filthy paws off of my silky drawers. ❞
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  • ❝ Yo, who the f is this? ❞
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  • ❝ Keep it positive as you slap her to the floor! ❞
  • ❝ Come on! Let's go krunkin' in the parking lot! ❞
  • ❝ I've come of age to be a raging castrating bitch! ❞
  • ❝ I'll be Socrates throwing verbal rocks at these mediocrities. ❞
  • ❝ Really stick it to the phallocentric war machine! ❞
  • ❝ Must we all descend into madness? ❞
  • ❝ It's a work of genius. I couldn't undo it if I tried.... and I tried. ❞
  • ❝ Dear God... it's scented. ❞
  • ❝ Fuck me gently with a chainsaw. ❞
  • ❝ So go on, here's my head, just hit it with a rock. ❞
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  • ❝ You've come so far why now are you pulling on my dick? ❞
  • ❝ You know, for a greasy little nobody, you do have good bone structure. ❞
  • ❝ You ain't never caught a rabbit. ❞
  • ❝ Honestly, it's kind of draining... ❞
  • ❝ I just did what you wished you could but you don't have the balls. ❞
  • ❝ I'm dazzling! Magnificent! I am the one percent! ❞
  • ❝ Now what I'm going to say may seem indelicate... ❞
  • ❝ I'm gonna French kiss with tongue like I dreamed I'd do - and not just with my pillow! ❞
  • ❝ It's like hearing a ticking sound coming from unmarked packages! ❞
  • ❝ Someone's had their morning coffee... ❞
  • ❝ We're what killed the dinosaurs! ❞
  • ❝ I don't know what you heard, but whatever it is, they started it. ❞
  • ❝ Fine, okay, I'm gay! ❞
  • ❝ You can set my bones and I know CPR. ❞
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  • ❝ Man. What rich, romantic planet are you from? ❞
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  • ❝ What can I say? I'm a sucker for a happy ending. ❞
  • ❝ Fuck me gently with a chainsaw. ❞
  • ❝ Awesome... wow. ❞
  • ❝ I'm bigger than John Lennon! ❞
  • ❝ I will kill your friends and family to remind you of my love. ❞
  • ❝ If you're going for mediocre, you've done great! ❞
  • ❝ Alright, we can't break out of here, but we sure can break a sweat! ❞
  • ❝ Gotta be going to that malt shop in the sky. ❞
  • ❝ It's got groove! It's got meaning! ❞
  • ❝ When I fight I make the other side panicky! ❞
  • ❝ That is a metro hetero jerk! ❞
  • ❝ Love is like forever this is no time to economize! ❞
  • ❝ Their thinkin' is stinkin' and a little outdated. ❞
  • ❝ I'm probably too cool for you, so friend request denied. ❞
  • ❝ You're on Jiffy Pop detail. ❞
  • ❝ I don't have to always be right - when I'm with you, I just am. ❞
  • ❝ I'm raisin' hell and I'm a felon in a four foot frame. ❞
  • ❝ Guys who wear that get beat up on my street. ❞
  • ❝ It's like making love to you all night, NO WAIT! It feels so much better! ❞
  • ❝ No sleep for you, better chug that Mountain Dew. ❞
  • ❝ All I got was a running nose and Asiatic flu. ❞
  • ❝ You ain't no friend of mine. ❞
  • ❝ We have fought on like, seventy-five different fronts. ❞
  • ❝ I'm not freaking out, I'm really okay, I'm totally chill. ❞
  • ❝ If your Irish boy tires of you, you're allowed to shoot him in the knees. ❞
  • ❝ You ever see somebody ruin their own life? ❞
  • ❝ The more you jump around and scream, the sexier you seem. ❞
  • ❝ Peachy keen, jellybean. ❞
  • ❝ Both your hair and shoes are flat. ❞
  • ❝ Lookin' hot, Cream of Mushroom! ❞

anonymous asked:

what is ur opinion of the Harry Potter books?

Well, Anon, I was going to say “I have read them” and leave that at that but all aboard the tangent train because here comes a long-winded explanation.

As an adult, I definitely see problems in the books; some in terms of plot, many in terms of relationships, and a few in terms of what I perceive to be an oversimplification of concepts with regard to morality that should be far more nuanced than they are. I do often wish Harry had stayed 17, and that Joanne would stop ruining things. If I had a hundred years to spend on this ask, I’d tell you about which characters I thought deserved redemption or my thoughts on whether JKR really had any idea what she was doing when it came to unrequited love. 

But as a child/teenager, I was wholly, completely, and ardently captivated by the books, and I think that’s what’s more important to point out. When I first picked up Sorcerer’s Stone (yes, I’m in the colonies, I know, how dare I), it was a weird book about a boy with a weird name that my step-grandmother who shops at rare book stores happened to pick up for me (and this was a time in my life when I was the odd bookish kid who walked around reading instead of playing at recess, so this was just destiny at a glance.)

But anyway, this is what I remember from when I was actually reading the books:

  • Harry was a Gryffindor, so I was a Gryffindor, too. We were all Gryffindors. Gryffindors were the best. The shit, if you will. 
  • This was before “what house are you” and long before you could buy apparel to go with it; when I went to hot topic (back when it was a scary goth store, remember that?) I only had the option of gryffindor merch. I have a gryffindor quidditch captain shirt and a shirt with the gryffindor crest (and a slug club shirt but that’s neither here nor there) but anyway where was I
  • Ah yes, the point is, I wanted Gryffindor to win the house cup. EVERY YEAR. As an adult I think it’s super unfair that Dumbles screwed everyone over with what is frankly a tyrannical lack of quantitative basis for point appropriation but at one time, Gryffindor winning was legitimately very important to me. I wanted Gryffindor to win, and, perhaps even more importantly, I wanted Slytherin to LOSE, because I was a child and so was Harry 
    • (imagine my surprise when as an adult I weigh my recklessness and insatiable need for confrontation against my raving ambition only to find myself wondering how the hell the test keeps coming up Ravenclaw)
  • I used to read and re-read the books under the covers at night with a flashlight when I was supposed to be sleeping. I vividly remember that one such night was the occasion upon which Harry first tried butterbeer in book 3. I remember thinking it sounded like the most amazing thing I had ever heard of and wishing with every ounce of my tiny beating heart that I could taste it
    • and FYI, nobody has ever understood this, but when I had butterbeer at universal studios I actually had to stop myself from crying because I couldn’t believe I was actually tasting it
    • i’m honestly fighting tears right now because you don’t know how much of my life Harry Potter was there for. He was the one thing/person I could always count on, and the butterbeer irl wasn’t as good as I imagined but it was still fucking amazing to actually hold it in my hands I just - I can’t even ugh moving on
  • For 5.87 books, Draco Malfoy was the living WORST and I was glad hermione slapped him, and I will probably always hate Millicent Bulstrode tbh for very similar reasons. 
    • yeah yeah people change whatever but she still tried to beat up Hermione at least twice and that bridge is burnt
  • I wanted to cry when Umbridge took Harry off the quidditch team. That, to me, was more devastating than any of the character deaths. Seriously. I’m serious. I LOVED quidditch and I loved even more that Harry was so good at it, and her taking that away from him - the thing he was good at, more than just being the boy who lived, and the thing that made him feel his father would be proud - absolutely broke my heart

so I don’t know where I’m going here but the point is I love these books. I love this world. I feel the need now to tinker with it, to play with it, to fuck it up entirely sometimes because it is, no doubt about it, very much imperfect. 

But I know the moment I open a page (and find it dog-eared with something fourteen year old me felt important to come back to) that the only thing that matters is that I grew up with Harry Potter, and so I will love him for all of time.

a few reflections on Jane and Kurt in 2.20


Originally posted by mrsfefeninja

2. This was a really really really good episode. I mean it was an almost flawless episode. And that means the Jeller was also flawless.

3. But how can you say that, Yas? Didn’t you see how horrible things are now between them? Yes, yes I saw. But still this is good.

4. This is as good as the “more than anything” scene. There I said it.

5. Why am I writing this in a numbered list? There is absolutely no reason for me to be doing this.

6. And yet here we are… but yes, Jeller. Oh the Jeller. In all their angsty angsty beauty.

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Ninjago Headcanon about the ninja and their time before the Tournament of Elements


So as mentioned before i’ve been pretty busy and for the next couple of posts expect some space between them as, I said in my last post, college and work has kept me pretty busy.

Also i’ve been working on a fanfiction, which will be released soon enough



-He was truly struck by the loss of Zane and was sort of lost of where to go without the other ninja or Nya. He really didn’t know where to go and he sought refuge at the blacksmith shop

-Although the blacksmith’s shop didn’t last for him because he tried to do blacksmithing again but his works turned out sloppy, and some could even be called convoluted. He also found sleeping there was disturbing for him because he just couldn’t fall asleep and he couldn’t stop thinking about his parents

-He just felt like he needed a break and a friend to just sit down and eat noodles with.But, he started feeling really vulnerable, and he was never used to feeling so alone and open. He wanted to talk to Cole, he was tough. Or Jay, he could always lighten the mood. Or anyone

-He wandered in search of something, anything, a sign, an ally. He really just wanted to punch a wall, and then, he came upon The Slitherpit. Although he didn’t really feel comfortable at first, he didn’t know where else to go

-But he reflected on these doubtful and negative thoughts and realized that… well. Would anyone want him to think of himself like this? Despite thought being small, it managed to boost his confidence and, for some unexplained reason, it made him feel a little bit more at home, despite not showing it

-After a while he started to feel better about roughing up the filth that filled up the fight club but progressively got more bitter very slowly

-His time at the fight club did not last long at all, and it came to an end when Lloyd showed up

-He didn’t feel like the team would work again but he reflected on how well they worked together once, so why couldn’t it work again. But he was a bit weary about it, but yet that part of him carried him all the way to Chen’s


-Jay had been always terrible on his own, but this? In mourning? Alone? He didn’t want to go back to his parents at first but after a short while of realizing he can’t make it alone in the city

-He had not stayed with his parents for long when he received an unexpected letter from the mailman. The head of marketing at a relatively small game show had reached out to Jay, due to the dwindling audience of the show, and the ninja team being disbanded, he decided to get the ninja the always described as ‘the life of the party’

-Of course Jay seized the opportunity as he had nothing else to do and didn’t plan on applying for a job for a while. And it was great, he really loved doing it. However when he was at home he couldn’t help but think of the ninjas as a team again, and carried over a photo of them to his dressing room at where the game show was recorded

-It was hard for Jay to express anger towards Cole at first, but then eh changed his mind with what he realized is that Cole knew he had a liking towards Nya, and he stepped right in! Ignorant friend, if you would even want to call him a friend anymore. Yet whenever you looked at that photo, you couldn’t help but wonder what he thought and started to remember the great times you had with him. Very briefly though as then, almost immediately, your thoughts shifted to Nya. Does she still like you? Did she even like you at all? Do you still hav- no, no NO, we aren’t a team anymore, I don’t need to think like this. And it was almost always that way, looking at that still framed photo

-Of course it wasn’t hard to be swayed by Lloyd to join him again has Jay had started to think that the team could make more great memories again, but he had no plan of action and he couldn’t think that he could do it by himself


-Was quite clueless with what to do after Zane’s death and wandered kind of aimlessly

-Kept to himself a lot, going to remote locations around Ninjago, untouched by any society

-It didn’t help him move on from being a ninja though and it made him feel really lonely, and as angered as he was at Jay he just kept thinking to himself what he wouldn’t give to just hear him crack a corny joke with the whole ninja team together. Even Zane. Oh Zane. He kept blaming himself for Zane’s death, he could’ve done something. Ugh. He kept shaking these thoughts from his head and moved on

-Eventually he stopped wandering and just spent some time around the city, although this was short when he saw a flyer talking about a team of lumberjacks looking to help deal with the wood-related product shortage

-This shortage had started recently after Nya and Lloyd got the public’s attention talking about woodland and wildlife preservation claiming that “This isn’t what Zane would want, animal habitats massacred and” blah, blah, blah. He didn’t care though, they weren’t even a team anymore

-After joining the lumberjack team he felt right at home, although he wasn’t sure why it clicked with him so much. But he didn’t want to think about it too deeply, it could ruin the experience for all he knew

-Despite feeling really enjoying himself and feeling complete during his time as a lumberjack, he still couldn’t deny Lloyd’s request, remembering the sudden flood of great memories from being a ninja. Why didn’t he try to remember these wonderful treasures of memories before?


-He had not been able to do much at all after he was rebuilt as he would have contacted his ninja friends as a top priority, but first he had to confer with Pixal since she came rushing toward him, and was performing the closest thing to crying for a robot, and they had a wonderful moment

-The moment lasted, but after that Pixal went upstairs to manage Borg’s computer to see if the Overlord was gone for good this time. Zane had gone downstairs to depart, when suddenly, he was starting to shut down. Then it all went black.


-He couldn’t help but worry for each and every one of them, because he didn’t feel like if they were all seperated like this, what progress would they make in life? What evil could overtake in his absence?

-Naturally, he got really worried and wanted to make sure they were all alright

-He was playing the long game, keeping tabs on each of the ninja, but it was hard. They seemed to vanish from society, and it worried him greatly, but it gave him time to formulate a plan to get them back together

-At first he learned about Jay because, well, how could he not? The revival of a bankrupt game show to one of the most viewed shows in Ninjago, not to mention the large live audience as well. But he couldn’t take action yet. No way. Not yet. The other two ninja remained a mystery to him as to where they were. He tried not to think of Zane

-He soon after found out about Cole because of Misako seeing him grab a flyer, and Misako would have pursued him but apparently he seemed in a hurry and she couldn’t keep up because, for whatever reason, he at one point started running. When Lloyd heard this, he asked Misako about what she did see of the flyers. What Misako saw was a tan colored flyer, with black text, and what she thought to be a pattern of wood at the top, but she really wasn’t sure. With this information, Lloyd found an exact copy of the flyer and tracked him down

-Kai came some time later and was really out of the blue. The search for Kai’s whereabouts had been fruitless and Lloyd just decided to wait it out a little bit and then continue the search again. Then, out of nowhere, he found a stray betting slip outside of the Slitherpit. And there was small illustrations for everybody, and there was one who wore a masquerade mask and had spiked hair. Curious, Lloyd noticed that the name of this competitor was 'The Red Shogun’ with a line across the 'red’, saying flaming above it. Pfft. Well that came a lot easier than he expected


-She was distraught with the ninja splitting up and Zane’s death. She didn’t think she could’ve gotten through it if it weren’t for Sensei, Misako, and Lloyd

-She was very relieved to hear about what each of the ninja’s whereabouts was as split up, anything could happen. Her biggest fear is that one of them would move on and not become a ninja again

-She was most surprised when she heard about Jay’s whereabouts and was a bit relieved because she thought he was living with his parents. She was really glad because that job was well-paying and he saved that show. But that was a big job, and she watched the show. He seemed so into it, and it felt very lively and just alive. But would he even want to come back to being a ninja? She hoped so. She couldn’t help but talk about it with Lloyd, Sensei, and Misako. It was all she thought about for a while

No Pants Party Part Two.

pairing: Peter Parker x reader

Plot: the reader and Peter have been dating for six months. Everyone loves that they are together especially Bruce who teases them. Unfortunately Tony keeps interrupting them whenever they are about to show any PDA. It’s now on the readers sixteenth birthday and Tony throws her a party with only the team. Towards the end of the party Peter sneaks the reader out and takes her back to his room where he says he’s going to give her her birthday present. 😉

part one:

“Peter that’s mine” I complained as I tried to reached the chips I had in my hand.

“But I’m your boyfriend, what’s yours is my and what’s mine is yours” Peter was quick to stand up on the sofa when I almost got my food back.

“Aww trouble in paradise ?” I heard Bruce asks, not looking up from his tablet.

“Peter won’t give me my chips back” I pouted causing both Peter and Bruce to laugh.

“Oh young love” Bruce laughed to himself as he left the room.

“Please Peter can I have my chips back” I stuck out my bottom lip.

“Give me a kiss and I’ll give them to you”

“Kiss kiss kiss” I turned and notice the team minus my dad chanting for us to kiss.

“Fine” I placed my hands around his neck to pull him into a kiss when my dads voice interrupted.

“No PDA and get off the couch” my dad scolded us. I took the opportunity to snatch my chips back and clung to them like my life depended on it. “Sweetie we need to go over what we’re going to be doing for your sweet sixteen. So say goodbye to everyone”

“Bye guys.” I waved to the team and I was about to kiss Peter but my dad interrupted. “Now y/n”

“Ok” I rolled my eyes before following him out of the room. I’ve been dating peter for six months, technically it’s going to be six months on my birthday. Anyways during the six months my dad has made it his mission to always interrupt us when we are about to show any kind of affection. That included hand holding as well. The rest of the team have tried to help us out, helping us sneak out so we could cuddle together. They keep telling us and by they I mainly mean Bruce and Clint that they don’t want their ship to sink because of my dad. My dad would end up yelling at them saying I was way too young to be alone with a boy. Which is why I haven’t slept with Peter since I lost my virginity to him. We’ve tried, believe me but somehow my father always knew and immediately stop us before we did anything.

“Dad if it’s ok with you I would rather just have a small party here
in the compound. You know I hate big crowed.” I was already crushing my dads dream of making my party a big thing.

“Are you sure? You only turn sixteen once” my dad placed the tablet that had the floor plan for my party down in the table.

“Yes, and you also know I don’t like the attention to be on me. I would feel so much better if it was just with the team”

“I’ll agree but only if we share a father daughter dance”

“Of course dad” I gave him a hug “now I just have to talk to Peter and see what he’s going to wear to the party”

“Ugh he’s going” my dad pretended to gag.

“Yes dad, he’s my boyfriend and he’s going to my party. Why are you so against our relationship”

“I just don’t like the fact that there’s another guy in your life” my heart broke when he said that.

“But daddy, you’ll always be my #1 guy. No one will change that” I hugged him tighter. “So can you at least be nice to Peter at my party. PLEASE”

“Fine fine I’ll play nice and let you two be an actual couple at your party, BUT our one dance just turned to two”

“Why stop there, how about we go four” that made my dad giddy.

“I’m more than happy with four, now let’s start planning you small party” my dad picked up his tablet again as we were brainstorming ideas for the party.

*time skip*

“Can I come in” I heard my dads voice from the other side of the door.

“Yeah come in” I had just slipped on my heals when my dad entered my room carrying a box. “What’s up”

“You look exactly like your mother y/n, oh I wanted to give you part of you birthday present right now. Here you go” he handed me the box and sat on my bed. Once I unwrapped it I smiled at the fact that it was a jewelry box. “It belonged to your mother, it was her prized possession” I sat down next to him and opened the box. Inside were so many photos that I’ve never seen before of us as a family before she died.

“Dad I absolutely LOVE this” I was wiping away tears from my eyes.

“There is more, dig deeper in the box” I did and I pulled a bracelet. It was so beautiful. “Your mother wore that on our first date” I set the present aside and gave my dad a bone crushing hug.

“I love this so much dad, thank you. Can you put it on?” tears were rolling down my face as I handed him the bracelet so he could put it on me.

“Sure and I’m glad you loved it” I felt him place a kiss on my forehead before he clasped the bracelet on my wrist.

“Oh god my makeup is ruined, I’m going to reapply it. I’ll meet you at the party ok” I got up and made my way towards my makeup counter.

“Alright I’ll see you over there” with that my dad left my room and I started to reapply my makeup. Half an hour later I entered the the living room where we were going to have my party.

“Hello?” I looked around

“Surprise ! ! !” Everyone popped out, scarring the daylights out of me. “We know you knew about the party, I mean you helped plan it. But we couldn’t resist surprising you” I couldn’t help but smile at my friends.

“Thanks guys, dammit I just finished reapplying my makeup” I laughed as tears were running down my face again. I watched as Peter approached me and pulled me into his embrace.

“Happy birthday babe” I looked up at Peter and he nervously placed a kiss on my lips. Probably scared my dad would hurt him or something.

“Thank you Peter” I was about to go in for another kiss when my dads cough interrupted us.

“I know we agreed that you could act like an actual couple tonight y/n, but you still need to greet the rest of your guest” my dad pointed to the rest of the team.

“Wow you’re actually let them act like a teenage couple” Bruce and Clint sarcastically said causing everyone to laugh.

“Hey shut up or no cake for you” my dad threatened before I walked away from Peter and started greeting the rest of the team. Halfway through the party my dad kept his word and let me be around Peter, of course he cashed in on half of the dances I promised him. Other than that I was actually able to kiss and hug Peter without the worry of my dad stopping us.

“Putting aside all of the silly side jokes I make I really do think you guys are a lovely couple. Oh here is your present” Bruce handed me an envelope. Opening it up there were two tickets to a show I’ve been dying to go to.

“Ahhh Bruce thank you ! ! !” I hugged him.

“It’s no problem y/n, you can have date night with Peter here” he patted Peters shoulder before walking away.

“That reminds me that I need to give you your present. It’s in my room though” Peter whispered into my ear.

“Ok well I have to dance with my dad two more times and in those times I’m going to see if he gets drunk enough that he won’t notice we left.” I held onto Peter by the pockets of his blazer.

“Alright” he was about to kiss me when my dad interrupted us.

“Y/N” I felt my dads hand on my left shoulder. “Ready for your second present ! ! ! Everyone outside for y/n present” my dad shouted and dragged us outside where a brand new mercedes g wagon was waiting. He even put I big bow on it.

“DAD ! ! !” I shouted as I ran towards my new car. “Oh my gosh I love it ! ! !” He was coming towards so I attacked him with a hug. “Thank you daddy”

“Anything for my baby girl” I felt him place a kiss on the top of my head. “Now let’s go back inside I want to cash in on my last two dances you promised me”

It was close to midnight when my dad and the rest of the avengers were drunk. I gave Peter a look letting him know that it was time to sneak out. Although it wasn’t much sneaking out, more like no one paying attention that we left. Peter was the first to exit the room and I waited five minutes before following him into the hallway.

“Finally we’re alone” yanked Peter into a heated kiss.

“Come on I want to give you your present” Peter eagerly grabbed my hand as we walked into his room. “Sit” he ordered as he pointed to the bed.

“Are you going to give me a striptease babe?” I teased

“Noooo I’m looking for ahhh here it is” Peter was holding up a small box and brought it to me. “Happy sixth month anniversary babe” he pecked my lips before I opened it. Inside was a heart shaped necklace on the back it had the date of when we become a couple.

“Peter I love it ! ! !” I squealed with excitement before I kissed him feverishly. “Can you put it on me?” I asked breaking the kiss. I turned around and moved my hair to the side so Peter could put it on. Once it was on I felt him place a kiss on the back of my neck.

“I love you y/n” Peter whispered causing me to smile like an idiot.

“I love you too Peter” I turned around and kissed him. Our small kiss turned into a full blown make out session and soon our clothes were on his bedroom floor. “Peter” I whimpered when I felt him slide my underwear off.

“I promise I won’t finish before you” Peter had a stern look on his face as he brought up our first time.

“Ok but aren’t you forgetting something?” I asked as he was starting to tease my entrance.

“Shit” Peter got up and ran to his sock drawer and got the unopened box of condoms out. “I bought them the day after our first time, I was hoping to use them sooner but you know” Peter explained while he put the condom on.

“I do and I’m sorry about my dad” I apologized as I unhooked my bra and there it off the bed.

“Please don’t talk about your dad while we’re about to do it” Peter begged as he got on top of me again.

“I promise” Peter got ahold of my left leg and placed it on his waist before I felt him push his cock inside me.

“Peter” I said breathlessly, he stayed still for a few minute before I gave him the ok to move.

“Mmm y/n” Peter moaned against my neck as I got ahold of his short hair.

“Peter baby please go faster” I ask as gripped his hair tighter. Sure enough he picked up the pace, leaving me a moaning mess. “Oh god Peter just like that” I arched my back once I felt his mouth around my nipple.

“Y/n mmm”

“Can I be on top” I asked but rolled us over before he answer. I started rolling my hips making his cock hot my g-spot. “Oh Peter” I started moving much faster, his hands rested on my hips.

“Y/n slow down I’m going to-”

“It’s ok Peter I’m there ahhh fuck” I felt a knot at the pit of my stomach before a wave of pleasure hit me. “Peter ! ! ! !” I shouted as my orgasm washed over me, my breast bounce as I rode out my orgasm.

“Y/n ! ! !” Peter sat up and had a firm grip on my waist as he reached his orgasm as well. After awhile we finally stopped moving and I got off Peter.

“Best birthday ever” I couldn’t help but smile.

“Tell me about” we got under his covers and I curled up next to him. “I lasted longer than I thought”.

“God I love you Peter” I kissed his jaw.

“I love you too y/n and happy birthday” he kissed me one last time before drifting off to sleep.

*the next day Tony’s pov.*

Worst.hangover.ever. I feel like I got hit by a truck, that’s how bad I feel. Last night was kind of a blur all I remember was seeing the look on y/n when I gave her the jewelry box and her car. Those were only memories I needed to remember.

“Y/n” I knocked on her door, I wanted to see if she wanted breakfast. After a few minutes I knocked again “y/n?” I opened her door and noticed she wasn’t in there. Maybe she’s already awake? I lazily made my way into the dinning room but noticed she wasn’t there either. “Have you guys seen y/n? She’s not in her room”

“No” everyone respond

“F.r.i.d.a.y do you know where my daughter is” I was starting to get worried.

“Ms. Stark is currently in Mr. Parker’s room”. My blood was boiling at the news.

“Why didn’t you tell me ! ! ! I told you to tell me anytime they are alone together.”

“It was her birthday Mr. Stark I couldn’t not allow you to ruin it for her.” The A.I. Responded causing a few of the team members to snicker at her responds.

“See ! ! ! Even F.r.i.d.a.y ships them stark, just let it go” Clint gave me a smug look before he continued eating.

“I do indeed approve of there relationship Mr. Stark” the A.I. Added to clint’s comment.

“Ugh I give up ! ! ! !” I sighed with defeat knowing that no matter how much I want to deny it my little girl is grown up. At least she actually picked a good guy to date. “F.r.i.d.a.y please make a fresh pot of coffee”.

The signs at a party (story)

{Leo -male- is throwing a party and invited his fellow signs}

{Aries -female- & Scorpio -female- arrive first}

Leo - Aries! Scorpio! Hey, welcome to the party of a life time!
Scorpio - {looks around noticing it is only them} Hah, clearly. *rolls eyes*
Aries - *hits Scorpio’s arm* It’s a party thrown by Leo, of course it is going to be the party of a life time. *said to Leo in a flirty tone*

{Scorpio & Aries take a seat on the couch already starting to drink a beer each}

Scorpio - Did you actually just flirt with Leo?  You know he is such a fuckboy right?!
Aries - I don’t know Scorpio, we have actually started talking a lot lately and I wouldn’t mind taking this party as a good opportunity to-

{Cancer -female- and Capricorn -male- show up next already tipsy, being escorted by Virgo -female-}

Capricorn - Hey Leo, hows it going? Good? Great! I’ll be over there with Cancer if you need us.
Cancer - *giggles while being dragged away with Capricorn*
Leo - Oh ok. You two have fun! Poor you Virgo, having to deal with them.
Virgo - You get used to it when your best friend is in a relationship.

Aries - Scorpio, look there’s VirgHOE flirting with Leo.  Ugh I hate that bitch, she thinks she is so much better than everyone just because she is “sooo” smart.
Scorpio - *look at Aries* Who’s the bitch now? Haha just kidding, but yeah, I know, she is the definition of boring.  Don’t worry Leo would never go for her.
Aries - I hate that Cancer is friends with her, like common why does she need her when she has US?
Scorpio - Wait, Aries, what happened to Gemini? WAIT! AND LIBRA?!  Didn’t you have things with them?
Aries - Oh yeh…
Scorpio - You can’t have all Aries, pick one.
Aries - Ok.. probably Leo.  For something new.

{Gemini -male- enters solo}

Aries - Nevermind. Gemini it is.
Scorpio - Wow such a you move.

{Gemini goes to sit with Aries & Scorpio}

{Taurus -female- Pisces -male- and Aquarius -male- arrive at the party}

Aquarius - Leo! I haven’t seen you in forever!
Leo - Yeah dude it is great to see you again. *whispers to Aquarius* Why is Taurus here? I specifically didn’t invite her.
Aquarius - She heard about it from someone and then invited herself.
Pisces - *overhears whispering* Taurus? Oh god trust me I know, can we find a way to get her to leave?
Leo - Just because she is your ex?
Pisces - No. She is a bitch! She will just complain and eat all the food here. Not to mention try and get with everyone too.
Aquarius - Very true.
Taurus - Leo! Oh my god! *hugs Leo tight* I missed you so much!

Aries - No. Fucking. Way.
Gemini & Scorpio - What?
Gemini - Oh I didn’t know she was bad what happened?
Scorpio - Trust me.  If you know Aries you will know all the stories about Taurus.
Aries - Yeah because it’s true! Trust me! Everybody that experienced it knows it is true.  She is even trying to get with Leo right now, even though she shows up with her ex! WTF?
Gemini - Don’t let her ruin your fun at the party *puts arm around Aries*
Scorpio - *smirks*

{Taurus goes over to Cancer & Capricorn, who are making out in the corner}

Taurus - OH MY GOD CAPRICORN! *pushes Cancer to the side & hugs Capricorn* I missed you so much I can’t believe you are here! We need to catch up!
Cancer - *glares at Taurus*
Capricorn - *hugs Taurus back tight* Yeh, sure okay. Does it have to be now?
Taurus - YES OF COURSE I NEED TO KNOW EVERYTHING! *drags Capricorn into the lounge room*
Cancer - *stomps over to where Aries & Scorpio are with Gemini* DID YOU SEE WHAT TAURUS JUST DID?
Scorpio - I did. But this can be the boyfriend test.  See if he is loyal.
Cancer - *starts panicking* Yeah but it is Taurus, she can manipulate anyone to get with her.
Scorpio - I guess we will have to see.
Cancer - *sits down on the couch next to Scorpio very frustrated*

Virgo - *wanders around, not knowing where to go*
Pisces - Hey Virgo, you alright?
Virgo - Meh not really.  I don’t want to be here. I hate these types of parties.
Aquarius - Awh that sucks… *clear sarcasm*
Virgo - You know, I am just gunna leave early.  Sorry Leo, nothing against you just not my scene.
Leo - No worries! Have a nice night Virgo.

{Virgo leaves party}

Aries - Hey Scorpio lets go get some snacks from the lounge, Cancer wanna join?
Scorpio & Cancer - Okay.
{The three of them walk into the lounge only to find Taurus violently making out with Capricorn sensually}
Aries - Oh fuck no. *stomps over to Taurus and punches her in the nose*
Capricorn - SHE STARTED IT!
{Scorpio chases Capricorn out of the room}
{Taurus runs out of the party cries with a broken nose}

{Libra -male- and Sagittairus -female- arrive later}

Aries - *whispers to Scorpio* Why did they show up together?
Scorpio - Don’t worry about it
Libra - Aries? You and me?
Gemini - *looks over in confusion*
Aries - Oh um, sure!
Scorpio - Gemini? Since I mean Aries is taken.
Gemini - Alright.
Sagittarius - *flings herself onto Leo* DIBS MY PARTNER!
Leo - Oh, haha okay then.
Aquarius & Pisces - *look at each other and nod*
Scorpio - Hey Cancer you can join Gemini and I.
Leo - Okay! First Aries & Libra vs. Gemini & Cancer!

{Long time passes after everyone is very tipsy}

Cancer - Yes!!
{everyone sits in a circle}
Scorpio - I’ll start! Libra! Truth or dare.
Libra - Dare!
Scorpio - Kiss the hottest girl in the room!
{Libra kisses Aries}
Gemini - *jaw drops*
Libra - Sagittarius, truth or dare?
Sagittarius - DARE OF COURSE!
Libra - I dare you to do 7 minutes in heaven with the person you would most want to date in this room.
Sagittarius - Okay! *grabs Leo and drags him away into other room*
Aries - Gee okay then.
Gemini - Well, they will be awhile… Aries, truth or dare?
Aries - Truth.
Gemini - Out of the people at this party who would you most want to get with.
Aries - Erm.
Libra - Obviously me.
Gemini - Hah! Yeah yeah okay, let the lady speak.
Scorpio - *stares at Aries in pity* I need to go to the bathroom Aries come with me.
Aries - Oh.. okay. *leaves to the bathroom with Scorpio*

Pisces - Guys please don’t fight I swear.
Cancer - Yeah guys.
Gemini - It is just pathetic how Libra thinks he is all that, news fash, your not.
Libra - Like your any better!
Gemini - Never said I was!
Libra - *rolls eyes and mumbles* moody asshole.
Gemini - Fuck off. I’m leaving.

{Gemini leaves the party}

Cancer - Oh my god, I swear he is such a drama queen. Hot, yeah, but a drama queen. Anyways, Pisces, truth or dare?
Pisces - Truth.
Cancer - Who do you like?
Pisces - Oh.. Uh.. *mumbles* Aquarius.
Aquarius - What?
Cancer - YOU’RE GAY?
Pisces - No! I’m bisexual.
Libra - Of course you are.
Aquarius - You like me? Because I feel the same way.  But I’m just gay tbh.

{Aries & Scorpio return}

Scorpio - Wheres Gemini?
Libra - He had a little drama queen tantrum them left.
Aries - WHAT!
Libra - Yeah yeah we were shocking to but Aries can we go? I wanted to be able to spend time with YOU tonight and that has barley happened.
Aries - *looks at Scorpio with eyes of asking for permission*
Scorpio - Go.
Aries - Okay. *Aries leaves with Libra*

Scorpio - Okay. I am actually going to leave now, since there aren’t much of us left, Cancer wanna join?
Cancer - Yeah, lets leave these two alone hehe.

{Scorpio & Cancer leave together*}

Aquarius - … Finally! *grabs Pisces and begins to kiss him*

The End.

What Are You? Part 6

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader (Friendship) Steve Rogers x Reader

Warning: Swearing so far.

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anonymous asked:

Do you have a take on Ryan's tragic backstory? (I know you said you actually have a nicer background for him but i thought you might have a dark version too!)

 Anonymous said: What are some of your head cannons for FAHC Ryan?

Ryan didn’t set out to be what he became. Few children dream of becoming devastation. It’s a trope that is thrown around in all kinds of media – redeemable bad guy, killer with a heart of gold. How quaint. Like most things, the real life version is so much darker.

There’s something bleak and awful in a world renown mercenary who still feels for every victim. Something inescapably tragic in finding satisfaction in an act so personally distasteful. Because Ryan’s never been cruel, exactly. Would never dream of torturing an animal, of hurting a child. Doesn’t even enjoy the majority of the dirty work he’s surrounded himself in. Which isn’t to say he doesn’t enjoy any of it. Doesn’t get some level of dark gratification from his own competence, from the fear he’s sown, the reputation he’s nurtured, the safety he’s crafted from blood-soaked screams and scorched white bones. There was a time when the Vagabond was truly as dispassionate as they say, but since joining the Fake AH Crew the mercenary certainly lived up to the gang’s notorious affinity for flare; Ryan always was a bit theatrical, and the only thing worse than an apathetic killer is one who can see the morbid humour in it all.

Ryan’s criminal career actually begins years before the Vagabond crashed into being. Started like so many others; young and bored, too clever for his own good and desperate for a way to prove it. He drifts into a group who wanted bigger, wanted better, wanted a life society told them was forbidden. It would be easy to say he got caught up in the wrong crowd, pulled along in their wake, but it wouldn’t be accurate. Ryan has been many things but never meek. Never a blind follower. Ryan who could never settle for simply trusting what others tell him, never believing in absolutes he hasn’t tested for himself. Not when he could find another way around, a way under, when he could take the problem apart and find a solution no one else ever expected.

So he joined, he fit in, he rose and he flourished. Ryan wasn’t a killer back then, criminal yes but not a mercenary; they were thieves mostly, would posture and swagger and inflate their own egos but they kept away from the big gangs. At least at first. Because sooner or later things are going to go south and it wasn’t pretty when they did. The group fractures, those who can flee back to their old lives, or into the relative safety of bigger crews, and those left behind have blood on their hands and a bounty on their heads.

Taking a life isn’t quite as difficult as Ryan had anticipated. Awful, of course, and not something he would do without necessity, but the time for scruples has surely passed and if death is what it takes for the last dregs of his gang to live then Ryan will paint the streets red. It’s wrong, he knows. It’s bad, immoral, everything people aren’t meant to be; it’s wrong and Ryan does it anyway. Figures morality is all well and good but won’t help at all if they’re all dead.

For a while it works, their group is small but it’s solid, together they were magnificent. Not that anyone cares about all that, not when the story everyone knows comes after. Comes, of course, with the birth of the Vagabond.

It’s no real surprise that the prominent story surrounding the origin of the most notorious mercenary in the country is as dark and unforgivable as the man himself. A tale of betrayal, of protecting his identity by wiping out all who knew him before the mask, making a name off of the death of those he once called friends. It’s chilling, horrifically fitting and almost entirely untrue; the crew dies, yes, treachery as the hands of one of their own but Ryan is not their Judas.  

The man who traded away their lives for the right price was Ryan’s best friend in all the world, close enough to call brother, someone he trusted so blindly he’d let himself be beaten half to death before he even thought about retaliating. The only crew blood on Ryan’s hands was, it turns out, the most undeniably clean-cut case of self defence, not that it matters in the long run. Not when it plays out in the dark, out of sight, without witness. Not when he’s the only one who walks away, the one who dons a mask and buries his name, retreats from humanity and loses all semblance of mercy. Against all odds Ryan managed to survive. The man he had once been did not.

The story takes on a life of its own and the Vagabond does nothing to stop it; he is, after all, a killer. People should fear him, should run and hide and pray he doesn’t darken their doors. He killed a man who he loved dearly; what line was there left to cross? What sin could be thought too great?

Free from distraction the Vagabond throws himself into his work, takes job after job and sets to building the most terrifying image possible, a reputation full of atrocities which grow with every telling. There are no weak spots for his enemies to target, no useless emotions dragging him down; they say he’s heartless, say he’s inhuman, call him evil, call him corruption, call him nightmare. Eventually Ryan grows used to the way people shudder when they see him, confident in his talents and comfortable with his image. He finally acclimatises to the way mirrors reflect nothing but a cold black skull, and perhaps he couldn’t quite call himself happy but he isn’t exactly displeased with his life.

It becomes cathartic in it’s own way, a sense of satisfaction born from devastation, a sort of peace found in ruin. It makes him his own kind of damaged Ryan knows. Makes him unfixable, maybe. Or maybe it’s that thought in and of itself that condemns him, self awareness of his own desecration, a self fulfilling future of irredeemable wrongness. Either way he knows there’s no going back to how he was. Either way he knows, deep down, that he isn’t sure he wants to. Isn’t sure he’d take back soft, harmless Ryan even if he could, even with the nightmares, the fear and self doubt, the guilt. The glaring absence of guilt.

Ryan isn’t ashamed of what he is, of who he became. He can track his path directly, has run his choices over and over in his mind and comes to the same solutions every time; the Vagabond has always acted with intention. Ryan has always done what he needed to, what he wanted to, always evolved and advanced and overcome. So he isn’t ashamed, but he’s not always proud either. Not always confident that a life spent doing what is necessary rather than what is right is a life worth preserving.  

It’s easier now, in the island of misfit toys, the family of selfish entertainment and bloodstained choices. Easier to justify the savagery of necessity when it is more than just his own life he is protecting, more than just his personal goals he is chasing. In the FAHC Ryan has found the acceptance he never knew he wanted, rekindled emotions he’d have sworn were beaten out of him in a dark alley all those years ago. Like stitching together a ragged wound he’d borne for so long he’d forgotten how to live without it; the scars would never truly fade away, still twinge on the worst days, but all of a sudden he’s faced with a life free of constant misery.

There is no way to repay them for that, for showing him a world where death and joy do not cancel each other out, soothing his conflictions without changing who he has become, for kinship between the equally wicked. Ryan knows they believe he’d die for them, and he would. Would jump right in with eyes wide open, just as self-aware as when he let’s Geoff make a show of his obedience, let’s Jack drag him out looking for ridiculously specific vehicles or let’s Jeremy tag in on a job he could have handled alone. As when he slows down a new trick Michael’s covertly trying to replicate or resigns himself to indentured servitude when Gavin plays him like a puppet; affection clearer in action than he could ever conceptualise in speech, trusting his team to understand.

What they don’t seem to understand is the fact that, if they needed him to, he would do so much more than die for them. To die is nothing, is brief sacrifice, but Ryan would ruin. Would create and destroy and conqueror. Were he asked to he would tear down the whole world around them, set it alight and shelter them from the blaze; a level of devotion that scares even himself when he considers it late at night, beyond thankful for their ignorance. Well, Geoff probably knows, something dark and thoughtful in his eyes when he looks at Ryan, something deeply confident in Ramsey when he commands the Vagabond. Assurance that no threat is idle, no harrowing claim is merely theatrics, and that knowledge alone should be enough to send Ryan running, to remind him of what happens when he lets down his guard, but it doesn’t, not anymore. Not since he recognised the clear display of trust in all that conviction, relishing in the opportunity to prove himself worthy; eyes alight with dangerous promise he now merely looks back at Geoff and has faith.

It’s not perfect; no matter how happy he is with his crew Ryan will still lose himself inside his own head sometimes, a place no other can follow, no other can ever truly understand. For all he is the ghoul in the nightmares of so many others Ryan never could quite extinguish his own demons. After all this time he still goes back and considers all his choices, still asks himself endless questions, gives endless answers, constantly assessing his place in the world, his counts and tallies, his debt. It’s how he reassures himself of the truth.

Did he make mistakes?


Does he have regrets?


Does death haunt him?


Did he choose this?


Is he monstrous?


Would he do worse?


Does he love them?


Did they destroy him?


Does he love them?


Will he destroy them?


Does he love them?


Is it worth it?


Are they worth it?


Is he worth it?


Is he worth it?


Originally posted by felywrites

A/N: Boom.-erang. Panties/boxers/breifs/thongs off! Let’s have some fun! JUST KIDDING, this is mostly SFW, the NSFW is implied like in innuendos, and just words like “sex” is mentioned and stuff! Hope you guys liked it! Probably not my best work of art, but I thought it’d be fun to write that HC anyway! Also for some reason it wont let me un-italicize all of this so….whoops! 

I’m tagging @jxbilationlee​ once again, guess that’ll be a constant Digger Harkness imagine addition. Also I’m tired so please forgive me if you see any more errors. Also…also…

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anonymous asked:

WOOOO A NEW BLOG!! Can I request the GoM + Hanamiya thinking their s/o is cheating on them with their best friend and is about to break up with them but finds out they were planning for his birthday together?

I’m sorry if this took a little long! Gomen! T_T

Kuroko: The idea of you cheating on him with Kagami-kun was absurd! Why would you want to be with his hard-headed friend? You were already happy with Kuroko, so what was the problem? Why were you spending most of your time with Kagami-kun? He was going to speak to you about this, but you didn’t have the time. It was until he got home and was greeted by a huge ‘Surprise!’ that he finally understood. You showered him with birthday kisses while Kagami-kun gave him a friendly smack on the back before bringing the birthday cake. He knew he would trust them both, and he felt childish for having these thoughts before.

“I’m so lucky to have you both in my life…” he said  

Kise: He was panicking! The fact that you were spending most of your time with Kasamatsu-sempai nowadays gave him anxiety. You both were important people to him, and he did not want to lose you both. But then again, they were cutting him off and playing him like a fool. Should he cut ties with them? No! Of course not! _____-cchi and Sempai would never do that to him. Would they? Oh, there they are now and their bodies are close. Closer than what he’s comfortable with-

“No, ____-cchi! Please don’t let this be true!” Kise cried and ran over to them. “What did I do wrong? Why him?! Why- oh, what’s this? Huh?…. Oh…. Oh! Were you two planning my birthda- Gah! Sempai please don’t kick me! I’m sorry I ruined it!”

Midorima: You’ve been spending a lot of time with Takao nowadays, not that he cared. You were at the top of your class, so his idiot friend might’ve needed help in a specific subject. He trusts you. He knows you wouldn’t do anything. Especially Takao. However, he does know how touchy his friend could be. Plus, he is a very straightforward person. He did admit before that you were very attractive. Now Midorima was beginning to get curious. He confronted you about what your business with Takao was these past couple of days. You replied by waving your hand and saying it was none of his concern. It was his concern! You were in a relationship with him! There should be some trust and understanding, which you both are clearly lacking. He was upset about this and decided to ignore the both of you. Now it was yours and Takao’s turn to be concerned, though, Takao might understand why. You both decided to bring him his birthday present early so the relationship between you three wouldn’t falter.

“What do you both want?…What’s this? Tickets? To the… planetarium…? Oh…I I forgot my birthday was coming up… Thank you…” he sighed with relief, but deep down, felt guilty about being suspicious. “I would not mind spending the day at the planetarium with you two…”

Shin-chan~~~” you both cried.

Aomine: Was it wrong to think that you cheating on him with Satsuki was… hot? To be fair, Aomine has witnessed you two getting all touchy and giggly about the stuff you talk about. He even caught you two with your faces extremely close a couple times, whispering and laughing. Even thinking about it made him feel weird, in a good and bad way. However, you were still his girlfriend, and he needed to know right now! Going to Satsuki’s house, he wanted to confront her first, but stopped himself from knocking when he heard your voice too.

“Momoi, do you think he’ll like what we’re doing?”

“I’ve known him all my life, ____-chan, so I’m confident he’ll love this…” Momoi said. “Just relax, everything will be fine…”

“Okay I trust you- ugh!” you moaned.

“Oh are you okay, I didn’t mean to jab you like that!”

“I’m fine, oh, but your squeezing to hard Momoi.”

Oh no, now it’s a mess!”

“Haha, it’s fine. I’ll just lick it off!”

“You’re gross ____-chan! Ew! Haha!”

Oh god, Aomine could not believe what he was hearing! How should he feel about this? Swiping away the blood from his nose-bleed (perv), he barged in, about to scream at you both, but held his breath. You both looked at him, eyes wide like deer in headlights while you both finished frosting the cake. Cake?

“_____, Satsuki, what the hell is going on?!” he asked. You both looked at each other, upset that he ruined the surprise. Satsuki spoke and said it was his birthday cake for tomorrow and that they both made it. When you offered him a piece (since there was no point hiding it), he walked out and slammed the door, not in the mood to die from food poisoning. 

Murasakibara: He was too oblivious to know you’ve been spending a lot of time with Muro-chin. The last few days you’ve been cancelling hangout times, and he did not seem to mind. However, he started to miss you a lot and grew a little jealous when he watched you walk home with Muro-chin. He asked you to spend more time with him instead, which you replied saying maybe on his birthday, then walked off with Muro-chin. He was getting even more upset by this. Soon, he confronted Muro-chin about this at practice, only to have him laugh and say that the two of you were working on a project. Yet, it shouldn’t take that long to complete a project. This got him angry.

“____-chin, I don’t like you spending your time with Muro-chin. It’s making me very upset with you and him…”

Your heart broke when he said this to you. You knew something like this would come up. On the day of his birthday, Murasakibara was dragged to his favorite bakery shop by you and Himuro. He was stubborn to go since he didn’t want to spend anytime with the both of you. It wasn’t until he saw his teammates at the bakery as well as birthday banners and balloons that he began to understand your absence. Plus, the fact that you and Himuro bought him his favorite flavored ice cream cake made him forgive you two instantly.

Akashi: There was no way you could cheat on him. You had no reason to, after all. He was a gentleman and treated you with respect. Plus, Mibuchi would not think twice to go after you. So why was he feeling a little weird about the two of you spending so much time together? He questioned Nebuya and Hayama about Mibuchi’s feelings towards you, but they both shrugged their shoulders. Akashi decided to let this one slide, since he trust you enough to not cheat on him. When his birthday came up, though, you and Mibuchi were nowhere to be found. This rose a lot of suspicion. Then, Mibuchi called him, asking Akashi to meet him at his favorite restaurant. Akashi went and was greeted by his entire team with birthday balloons and an empty seat in between you and Mibuchi. You both waved for him to sit down and enjoy, making him smile about the birthday surprise dinner you both planned.

“Thank you for the wonderful night, you two…” he said.

Mascot!!! On Ice

Mascot AU that no one asked for in the yoi fandom. But you know what, I have a lot of stuff to do that I don’t want to do, so I delivered this to myself. I also may have written myself a fanfic bc I’m approaching that point in my life where holidays are usually spent alone. See below the cut for descriptions. ;v; Here are some messy doodles I made while lamenting about the sad state of social life. I’m proud of the logo I made for the imaginary team tho :D

EDIT: changed pictures so they are less hard to see :( dumb tumblr

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