whatever else the kids are into these days

So Cisco OBVIOUSLY has a social media set up for heroes to share posts with each other I mean: 

  • It starts out with just the Star Labs group but honestly they all work together and that’s no fun so he adds the Arrow crew on.
    • Then they get to the Legends and then Cisco figures out how to make the program accessible to other Earths, so Kara and Co have accounts set up as well. 
      • Barry oddly is in a group chat with himself and two other Barrys????? 
    • See if they have Len and Mick in there now, they have to have Lisa in on the network as well. 
      • “Cisco, you let Golden Glider add us?” “She was very…persuasive!” (She sent him a kissy emoji.) 
  • And then, if you have three Rogues on there, you have to have all the Rogues on the network. 
    • Hartley is a little offended that he wasn’t on there already (it’s because when he’s not sharing current events news stories with the caption “makes me wish I was a villain again” he’s posting 3-year-old memes). 
    • Livewire hacks in and probably inserts herself into every account for a day before Winn and Cisco kick her off. 
    • So now they have a bunch of criminals on their superhero version of Facebook and somehow no one cares. 
  • Thea has somehow linked up with Lisa Snart and now the two PM each other talking about how annoying the heroes can be and they’re thinking of video chatting each other?? bc why not. 
  • Kara keeps geotagging her location and everyone else screams because KARA NO STOP DOING THAT
    • Her entire account is selfies with little kids dressed as Supergirl though and no one can bear to attack in her location. 
      • She’ll also find kids dressed up as villains and tag the respective criminal in the post (Cold was surprised there were kids dressed up as him but also very pleased). 
  • Shawna probably posts pictures of herself with whatever she’s stolen for the day. 
    • She posts a picture with 5 things from the Central City Museum and captions it as “@flash what’s good bitch” 
  • The Legends team is the biggest group of losers and they’ll be the ones sending push notifications to everyone else for random games 24/7. 
    • “WHO IS NATE HEYWOOD AND WHY IS HE SENDING ME REQUESTS TO JOIN DRAGON CITY.” 
    • Amaya connects with Mari online and lemme tell you, getting lives from your dead grandmother on Candy Crush is the weirdest experience Mari has ever had. 
    • Since they totally have phones that work all throughout time and space the team also has a bunch of games downloaded from like, 2060 so their push notifications just glitch up the whole system.
  • Honestly most of the Rogues probably do this??? Lisa posts a picture of herself with a bracelet and tags the entire Flash team and makes her status “really love my bracelet. The price was a STEAL!” 
    • Barry: “It’s a nice bracelet Lisa!” 
    • Barry: “Wait. Lisa what do you mean by STEAL????” 
    • Lisa: ;) 
    • Barry: “LISA “ 
  • Pictures are a mess. They’re supposed to have their costumes on but no one ever pays attention to that rule. 
    • Jax definitely has a selfie of the team grinning in front of a captured Legion of Doom. He tags everyone in it. Including the aforementioned villains. 
    • Ray posts his 5 billion selfies of himself on the moon. 
      • Barry: Wait is that Thawne in the background. 
      • Ray: Barry I’m on the moon can you focus on the important part here? 
      • Oliver: Should you really be posting your face, Ray? 
      • Ray: I’m legally dead, Oliver. 

((I don’t know if this has been done, so if it has please tell me.))

So I’ve seen a lot of those ‘Humans are Space Orcs’ posts and I think those are really cool, but unnoticed they all consist of one thing: humans traveling with the aliens.

So there are a lot of ways you can do that, right? You could go all Star Trek and make it to where the humans and aliens all live together in harmony and travel space together and things like that. But I have a different idea and I think it’s pretty cool.

So humans don’t really know aliens exist. Obviously you have your conspiracy theorists and loons and the occasional 'abducted’ person, but for the most part it’s just generally accepted that aliens are fun and all, but they’re not /real/.

And then there’s this kid. He/she/they don’t really have a happy life, but they can’t really do anything about it. You can make them whatever you want, have any or of disorder or disability or just make them an angsty teen that comes from an unhappy home. They want to leave, but they’re too young, so they have to stay.

Then of course, the aliens come. But instead of crap like Independence Day (I say crap in a loving way, the movie was pretty good and I like it), the aliens just take one look at the kid, pick them up, and leave. That’s it. Nothing else. Just take the kid and go.

Of course the kid is terrified at first, but after like the first day or so they calm down because the aliens are treating them like gosh-darn royalty. They put the kid up in the nicest room on the ship, give them the best food they can muster from their rations, and provide for any kind of entertainment the kid might want. It’s like paradise, and the kid is happier than they’ve been in a while.

So the kid travels with these aliens on all sorts of cool adventures and throughout this period is when we get the 'Humans are Space Orcs’ discoveries. Like the kid will go up to random giant furry beasts and just glomp them and coo at them while the aliens are like “No that’s deadly it will kill you oh my god what is this kid doing?!?!” Or, if the kid has a uterus, come time for their period the aliens freak out because “Oh holy shmarda, the child is bleeding!! Why is the child bleeding?!” Hilarious antics and shenanigans ensue and the child is so happy with their new life that they never want to go back home.

Also included: drama when the aliens return to earth to find a human companion for the child (even though they didn’t ask for one you guys don’t have to do this really it’s fine) and the parents of the kid demand they be returned immediately. The kid doesn’t want to go back of course so the aliens have to fight for custody over the kid in court (I guess idk but something along those lines. Maybe the humans try to kill the aliens because the kid was “abducted” and that causes a lot of angst and problems.).

Idk just something that’s been floating about in my imagination for a while. I think it would be a really cool show though tbh like someone hire me.

50 life lessons:
1. Happiness is a mood, not a destination
2. If you spend every day wishing and wondering you will only look back on your life and wish and wonder
3. That cookie won’t kill you
4. Neither will that shot of tequila
5. Everything in moderation
6. Exercise will always put you in a better mood
7. A hot shower or a long nap can cure anything
8. Spend days with the people you love
9. Tell people how you feel
10. Never give up on a dream
11. That guy/girl was not your soulmate , soulmates don’t leave you laying in your own tears alone
12. Once a cheater always a cheater
13. People do change
14. But sometimes they just become better liars
15. Jumping into a cold pool on a hot summer day is an amazing thing
16. Wear that bikini, wear that red lipstick, wear whatever the hell you want
17. So what if your thighs jiggle?
18. Never let someone else decide your life for you
19. Don’t have sex with someone you would not want to raise a kid with
20. Buying condoms is less embarrassing than buying a pregnancy test
21. You can always order yourself flowers and buy yourself chocolate
22. Jump off cliffs, go skydiving, make sure you at least feel that thrill once
23. Do not let winter cause you to be lazy and sad
24. Sometimes all you need is to clean and organize things to feel like it’s all back in place
25. Your GPA isn’t the most important thing in your life
26. It is important though, study, focus, but never put your education over your physical well being
27. Go to the doctor and dentist
28. Listen to your gut, it really knows what is best for you
29. Always talk to somebody on the phone while walking alone at night
30. Sometimes all you need to do is laugh at your mistakes and move on
31. Find your comfort food
32. Never be afraid to go home
33. If you are, find a new home
34. Life is not a puzzle, the pieces will never fit perfectly but isn’t that the point?
35. Never dull your enthusiasm
36. READ BOOKS
37. Educate yourself on current events, from more than one source
38. Wear sweatpants or dress up, your significant other shouldn’t care what you are wearing
39. Sometimes you just have to act like a child
40. Go to carnivals, go camping, have adventures
41. Go to as many festivals and concerts as possible
42. Learn how to cook simple meals
43. You won’t always have someone there, learn how to do things on your own
44. Treat animals with the respect they deserve
45. Believe in whatever religion you like or don’t, but do not shove your beliefs on others
46. Watch as many movies as you can
47. Music is the gateway to the souls
48. Summer nights with friends are always the best
49. True friends aren’t always true friends, if they talk gossip with you they will talk gossip about you
50. Always smile, always love, never judge, and never dull your passions

anonymous asked:

I just saw your reply to the ooc langst ask, and I was curious about what topics/tropes/headcanons you agree with or like the most regarding that subject? I apologize if this wasn't worded correctly as my English is poor, and I hope you have a nice day!

hey no, your english is awesome!! as for what i personally like when it comes to langst, i guess stuff like:

  • lance getting hurt protecting someone else (esp considering this has actual canon grounding!)
  • lance getting captured and the team scrambling to rescue him in time
  • lance and someone else getting captured and lance doing his best to keep their captor’s attention on him instead (also has canon grounding, re: iverson and pidge in episode 1!)
  • lance getting hurt mid-mission but still trucking on because they got shit to do
  • lance feeling homesick and someone / the team comforting him
  • lance feeling kinda bummed because everyone on the team is a genius and he’s not but something happens where he realizes the role he plays and how important he is
  • lance going out on a solo mission and everyone on the castle missing him a lot
  • lance ending up in the healing pod for a few days and everyone missing him a lot
  • tbh any fic that includes the line “the castle was too quiet without you” is God Tier

honestly i’m just a really big fan of hurt/comfort so these are like the softest of angst tropes but yeah. i like fics where my favorite character is appreciated, not ones where everyone else is bashed for drama or whatever. 

also i think that a lot of the ‘langst’ tag misinterprets lance’s character?? he’s like this friendly, happy, heroic kid, but so much of the stuff in there turns him into an angsty edgelord hiding behind a ‘mask of smiles’ or something and it’s boring lol. let lance be happy! and funny!! and flirty!!! and sure let him be sad sometimes but don’t make that his one defining character trait esp considering all canon evidence suggests otherwise like seriously

That amazing feeling when it's your first day teaching at a new school and

your queer kids light up when you explain your request for them to write their gender pronouns on their index card with the example “she/her, he/him, they/them, something else, whatever fits you best”

and your Muslim students/comic nerds light up when they discover that we’re reading Ms. Marvel

and your students who have various mental dis/abilities light up when you say that it’s legitimate and real to have a hard time getting to class because it can be hard to just get out of bed

and all your students laugh when you make yet another terrible dad joke.

So yesterday I was buying underwear

And this little kid, maybe about 7 or 8, wandered over and hung around shyly for a bit, glancing at me every now and then. I smiled once, then pretended not to notice them watching me.

Eventually the kid asked “Are you a boy or a girl? Cause you look kinda like a boy but you’re in the girl part of the store.”

I smiled and said “I’m nonbinary! That means I’m not a girl or a boy. Anyone can wear this kind of underwear if they want.” And they looked really confused and said “You’re not a girl or a boy?” and I shook my head and smiled and they got REALLY excited

And said “So you’re a UNICORN?!”

And I looked around quickly and then leaned in and gave them a conspiratorial look, and said “Let’s just say I’m magical and not everyone believes I exist.” And the kid’s eyes got SO WIDE and they grinned and said in a stage whisper, "I promise not to tell anyone you’re a unicorn” in this really solemn voice.

And then the kid started to run away, and stopped and looked back and said “Wait, ANYONE can wear those?”

And I said “yeah, if they want to, because whether you’re a boy or a girl or a unicorn or something else doesn’t mean you have to dress a certain way.” and they said “So it’s okay for me to like dresses?” and I was like “Yeah! You can like whatever you like!” and they smiled really big and ran off

And that interaction made my whole day better and I hope that child has a good and non-heteronormative life

Companions reacting to a pregnant Sole going into labor in the middle of no where.

AN: Oh I’ve got a thing for romanced companions ones :D Thank you for the request! Because of this I now know what to do if a woman (or me for that matter) is about to gonna give birth in the middle of nowhere or in a car or sth. I’m learning some life skills here! ;) PS: the first ones got a bit long I tried to kinda restrain myself after those to avoid tldr but man this ask is technically fanfic/oneshot material.

Prologue:
Sole’s eyes widened. “You’ve got to be kidding me.” She figured she could make it back to Diamond city in time to give birth to this kid and settle down there for a while… take it easy. Clearly she had been mistaken. This baby was coming and nothing was going to stop it. She looked over at her companion, who was still oblivious to what was happening, and pointed at a very, very shabby looking hut-like thing in the distance. “Let’s check that out.”  She figured that was exactly how far she was still going to get. As soon as they closed the door behind them she hunched over, stumbled over to the remnants of a bed and grabbed on to the upper arm of her companion. She looked him straight in the eye. “ Looks like this baby isn’t waiting around for the due date. I’m having this baby. Now. “ 

Codsworth
“ Oh dear! Okay, it’s happening! Let’s… let’s get you comfortable, Mum!” Codsworth put on a brave face and tried his best to keep his cool but could not for the life of him hide his panic (or excitement, Sole wasn’t entirely sure) in the slightest. Sure, he wasn’t exactly programmed to help bringing children into the world but he was sure that they would manage, after all “it is a beautiful and natural part of life, mum”. His peptalk, including those exact words, served more to soothe himself than to soothe Sole,
“Codsworth I appreciate you wanting to make me feel better but let’s focus on this tiny human getting out safely rather than on peptalking me, please?”
“ Certainly! Oh, it will be such a beautiful child! I bet it’ll have your eyes,Mum.” 
“ Codsworth… I’m in a lot of pain.”
“ Err… right. What should I do?” 
“ Get out water, some clean cloth or clothing to wrap this kid in, anything helpful.” Another contraction hit her. “ Right. Now.”   Codsworth tried to hide that he felt at a loss considering he had no clue on how to proceed next. In between contractions, Sole just told him what to do next as he meticulously followed her every instruction. He hated that he couldn’t help her with the pain but it’d have to do. 

Danse:
Danse stayed remarkably calm and got out of his power armor. Sole kept his eyes on him. Sure, she hadn’t expected him to be the kind to go  frantic but he was far too calm… did he think she was kidding or something? “ I’m not joking.”
“ I am aware of that. There is no need for concern. Breathe in, breathe out and relax.I won’t let anything happen to you or this baby.”
 “Danse, I know for a fact that ‘how to be a midwife’ is not part of the Brotherhood’s training process.” 
Danse smiled, she didn’t think she’d ever seen him more in love with her than in that moment. “  Ensuring that you are prepared for the mission you will embark on is part of the training. I made sure I was well-informed  and therefore know precisely what to do. Our only concern is potential complications.” Sole’s stomach turned at the idea of that being a possibility and regretted not listening when he had urged her to just lay low and stop travelling around sooner.  He took some clean cloth, water, a stim pack, a pipet… out of his backpack and took his top off. Sole’s tried to smile but the pain made it difficult.  “Danse… I appreciate the distraction but …”
“ We need to keep this child warm, body heat is ideal. I presumed you are in enough discomfort already however you can certainly opt to use your own body heat.” Sole grimaced. Yeah, she was in enough discomfort already indeed.
“ No thanks. “ He got a blanked out and put it over her after helping her out of her pants, presumeably to keep her warm. 
“  You might have to breastfeed the child as it will lessen the bleeding due to the hormones.” She smiled at Danse. “Thanks for having my back.” 
Danse gave her a reassuring smile and brushed some hair out of her face as gently as possible. “ Thank you for being the love of my life and giving me a family. Hang in there Sole, you’re going to be allright. Both of you. I will protect you, no matter what. Both you and our child. “

MacCready:
 MacCready seemed to be lost in thought. “ Don’t just stand there, now what do we do?”  He sat down beside her.
“ We don’t have time to get you to a doctor so we’re gonna have to make do with whatever we’ve got here. But hey, how hard can it be right?”
“ You have no idea.”
“ Right, sorry. Lucy made it very clear to me that it wasn’t easy when she had Duncan. The things she yelled at me, I thought I’d pull back a bloody stump considering how hard she squeezed my hand. I’ve only seen it and even I felt traumatised. I mean, damn what you women do is way more badass than anything that I…“
“ Yeah, real comforting there, MacCready.”
“ *ahum* Anyway I think I’ve got this.” He grabbed a somewhat clean shirt from his duffel bag and started ripping it up after putting his coat underneath Sole. The house may have come with a bed but clean sheets were something else entirely.“ You’ve still got some purified water, right?” He looked through her stuff and lifted the bottle. ‘Found it!’
“ I appreciate you trying to stay calm but I doubt having watched it once makes you any more of a midwife than me.” 
“ Someone once told me the second kid is easier though?”
Sole groaned and shot him a vicious look. “Sure as hell doesn’t feel like it.”
“ Okay, you’ve got this. I’ve got you. This baby is gonna be come out you’ll forget about all the bad stuff. Start with those puffy breathy things.”
“ Puffy breathy things?”
“ ‘C mon you know what I mean. ”  
MacCready focussed on her, showing to be much calmer than she was. However she noticed some tears welling up in his eyes. 
“ You’re gonna be fine. “ He grabbed her hand while she was still puffing. 
“ It’s always nice to see you this emotional, MacCready. “ She was expecting an excuse, from the dusty place to a full-blown twig in his eye. Perhaps onion-cutting ninja’s for the occasion.
“  I’m about to see my second child. This …  This is a big deal all right? You’ve done so much for me. You’ve given my son his life back, you’ve given me my life back and now you’re bringing another one into this world. And I get to raise them with you. Damnit Sole, I love you.”
“ No cursing.” She squeezed his hand at another contraction. 
“ Yeah you’re gonna have to let go cause I gotta get there now though.”

Deacon:

“ Ohkay… well I used to be a nurse once upon a time, all the doctor’s fancied me… probably because of the blonde wig and my long legs. “
“ Deacon, this is really not the time.”
“ I could be telling you the same thing.” She shot him the kind of look that made him count his lucky stars for her currently not being capable of fighting him because she would’ve handed him his ass. She hissed at him; “Look I know humor is your way of dealing with stressful situations and usually I am all for it. But not. Now.”
Deacon couldn’t supress a wide grin. “Well I helped get it in there I suppose I can help gettin’ it out.”
“ I swear if you’re gonna keep blurting out ‘funny’ shit you’re gonna make me a single mother.” Deacon was still smiling.
“ That would be a crying shame, especially because you would be dealing with the crying. Actually, maybe that’s preferable, then I get some peace and quiet.’
“ Really, Deacon? That’s your reaction? Don’t you think it’s a bit early for bad dad jokes?” 
“ No. Panic. I would say panic is my reaction. This is the scariest thing I’ve ever had to deal with. Feel better knowing that? What do you suggest we do?” 
“ Get some things ready and please, please don’t do the fake being hurt thing when I yell insults at you because my sense of self-control is at an all-time low.”
“ Gotcha, By the way, you’re doing great, keep up the pushing.” 
Sole groaned. “Less peptalk more getting your kid out because just like their dad it loves to get me stressed out.” 
“ Aww, they take after me already.”
“ Deacon, shut the hell up and get my pants off.” He opened his mouth again when Sole yelled ‘NO innuendoes.”

Gage:
Gage’s eyes widened… “ Come again? This is some sort of bad joke right? Here?” 
Sole shook their head. “ Not the kind of thing I joke about.” Sole doubled over, hand on her belly, at another contraction. “Some help’d be nice”
He sighed and picked her up. “ Well shit boss, I’m not prepared for this.”
“ Should’ve thought about that before you got me knocked up Gage.”
He smiled a little.“ That’s what you get for always taking what you want I guess.” 
“ Oh please, if you had taken anything without my say-so you wouldn’t be breathin’ anymore. For now you’re gonna have to take off that armour and make sure you get this kid out safely.” Gage sighed. “I didn’t sign up for the getting it out part.” 
“ And I didn’t sign up for defeating your Overseer with a squirt gun, shit happens. We need to get this child out safely.”
The look on Gage’s face shifted as he got out some clean water. Shit, what else did he need for this. Sole noticed.
“ Wait… is that concern Gage?”
“ I… No.”
“ It actually easy, that I’d live the day to see this.”
“ This is my kid too ya know. I don’t want it to have the kind of fucked up life I’ve had, but it’d be a good start if it comes out kicking and screaming. But cause someone refused to stay put I’ve gotta help you get my kid out.”
“  Say whatever you want, I’ve found a soft spot in that cold cold heart anyway.“ Sole winked before another contraction plastered a look of pain on her face again.
“ I’ll guide ya through it Gage. But I can’t hold your hand through this cause  you’re gonna need them. So get something to put this baby on.” She decided that the last thing she had to do now is get insecure, wouldn’t help either of ‘em.
“Damn boss, you’re somethin’ else. Fuck it, let’s do this.”

Hancock:

“ Looks like this kid takes after their dad, life’s to the fast and the rebellious. “
“ Yeah, high five it when it gets out but help me first.” Hancock looked rather happy until he noticed just how much pain Sole was in.
“ You alright?” Sole looked at them. If looks could kill…
“ And people say there are no stupid questions.” She folded double, grabbing at her abdomen. “ This hurts like hell.” He guided her to the bed and let her lay down on it. 
“ I’d give ya some chems but that’d be bad for the baby.”
“ No kidding, I’m not having any of that filth now regardless Hancock.”
“ Guess we can’t make it to Diamond City anymore? I was looking forward to finding out whether they’d really let me in with you by my side, me being the father and all that.”
“ Hancock, focus. No small talk. I could use some help getting my pants off.” 
“ Ah, just what you said when we conceived the little one. Good times.” Hancock winked. Sole would laugh if the contractions weren’t hurting quite as much as they were. “
“ Alright… let’s fuck this shit up.” Sole slit her eyes. “Let’s fuck this shit up? Seriously? Look I know you’re a man and all but I speak from experience when I say this is not that easy.”
“ You’ve been dating a me for a while now darling, in comparison this is gonna be a freakin’ breeze. You’re a fucking superhero and I love you. Now, lay back, push and let’s hope this baby gets their looks from mommy.” 

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Maxson:
Maxson didn’t waste any time and picked her up. He put her down on the bed gently and seemed extremely calm. 
“ Maxson, are you even processing what I just said?” 
“ I know precisely what I am doing and  yes I have. We have this under control.”
Sole groaned in pain. “ Speak for yourself … the pain is getting worse.”
Maxson got out a wide array of things he needed to deliver the baby .
“ You do what I tell you what I tell you and there ought to be no issues.”
Sole scoffed. “Sure, cause you know all about babies. Maxson, with all do respect, this is not exactly the same as commanding an army.”  
 Sole clenched her teeth and dug her nails into what was left of the matress on the bed before screaming out. Maxson rushed over and for a moment his facade cracked, he was worried about her, brushing some hair out of her face.
 “ Are you alright?” 
Sole grimaced. “ Hardly. What happened to having everything under control?” 
“ Our child will be safe, it’s you I am concerned about.”
“ What makes you so sure Maxson?” 
“ I asked Cade what I would need to help you deliver this child if he wasn’t nearby. I have prepared for this potentially happening and have all the required equipment at the ready.” Sole screamed again, he grabbed her hand. 
“ I swear I will protect you and this child. I will send a message to the Brotherhood after this and they will come pick us up in a ventibird. And then you will rest.” Sole grinned. “Never listened before.”
“ I’ll lock you up if I have to, I care more about your safety than about some missions.”
“ You mean you love me more than the Brotherhood? That’s the most romantic thing you’ve ever said to me.” She screamed again and grabbed his hand, he didn’t even flinch as she squeezed as hard as she could.
“ I love you and this child more than anything. Now focus on doing this. You are my goddamn Sentinel for a damn good reason, you can do anything. That includes this. Just… whatever you do stay with me.” 


Kent:
 “I really don’t think this is the time. I mean…”
Sole grimaced. “ I don’t think this kid cares about whether it’s the time for it.”
Kent supported Sole and put her on the bed.  “ Are you sure we can’t make it to Diamond City?”
“ On the list of things not even the Silver Shroud can do: delaying childbirth.”  Kent looked around nervously. “Okay… okay. What should I do.”
“ Stop looking so panicked for starters? Just do as I say and this will be fine.”

Preston:
“ We’re having this baby now? Really?” Preston could hardly hide the happiness and excitement on his face when it dawned on him that the circumstances were hardly ideal for someone to give birth. He looked around. They were in a small shack in the middle of nowhere… panic crept up on him. He looked at Sole who seemed very busy with putting on a brave face but he knew when someone was scared. He picked her up, knowing he had to be the strong one. She had enough on her mind now. “ I got you. This baby is going to be fine.” He gently put her down on the bed in the hut. 
“ I was hoping for better circumstances but at least it isn’t raining, right?”  He held her hand. 
“ This is not the first time I’ve helped someone getting a baby out in the world by the way.” Sole laughed a little, very faintly because of the pain. 
“ You mean you’ve got a bunch of kids running around?”  He laughed and brushed some hair out of her face and helped her take off her pants and get a little more comfortable. “ No, but we do a lot in the Commonwealth. There was once a pregnant lady among the people we saved. The stress made her go into labour sooner than expected. But the baby pulled through.” Knowing that he had done this kind of thing before soothed her  a little.
“ I’m going to look for things we can use. Some clean cloth, water,… You’re going to have to take your top off too I’m afraid. Saved the mother. The child’s grandmother was with us and she told us it could stop the bleeding faster. I’ll get you a blanked though.” Sole nodded. 
“ You’re going to be okay. I promise.”


Nick:
Nick immediately focused on getting Sole calm and comfortable on the cot in the hut. “ Listen to me, kid. You can do this. We’re going to get this baby out safely do you hear me?” Sole nodded, still biting down on her lower teeth.
“ I guess it’s gonna have to come out somehow.” She smiled a little but still looked panicked. What if something went wrong? They first thought there were complications with Shaun’s birth as well but it quickly turned out to be a false alarm, she might not be as lucky this time.
“ The first thing you need to do is slow your breathing, relax.”
“ Easy for you to say.” The pain of the contractions wasn’t getting much better. He took off his coat and put it underneath Sole.
“ That’s gonna be messed up if this kid when the baby comes out Nick. Blood doesn’t wash out easily.”
“ Do you honestly think I give a damn? This is our child. I’m going to try to get you comfortable.” He did as much as he could to make Sole lay down in a comfortable position.
“ It’s not my comfort I’m worried about.” Nick sat down next to her and grabbed her by the back of her neck until his forehead touched hers. “ First of all; I love you. Second; when I say push you’ll have to push. I will support the baby’s head and make sure they’re breathing, okay?” Sole nodded. Nick planted a kiss on her lips. “ Everything is going to be alright. You’re the best thing that ever happened to me, I will not lose you or this baby”

Sturges;
Sturges’ eyes widened. “Oh… okay, no need to panic we can do this.” Sole grimaced. “ I’m not so sure about that.” 
“ Hey this is nature, you’ll be fine. I’m right here, I won’t let anything happen to you or to our baby.” He smiled at her in such a proud way that her heart melted a little. 
“ This is not exactly how I wanted things to go down sturges.”
“ Hey, look at me alright? You’ve got this. You’re a badass, I’ve seen you save so many people and survive against all odds, even if you can’t properly install a tap. This baby is going to conquer the world with a mom like you. Everything’s gonna be okay. I’m gonna get something to wrap the baby into, okay? Lay down and try that breathing thing.” He walked to his backpack but immediately walked back over to her and brushed some hair out of her face. “ I forgot to say one more thing… I love you.”


X6-88:
“ The nearest point we can transport to the Institute is 5 minutes away. I suggest we start moving.”
“ I’m not gonna make it there.”
“ You are.” He lifted Sole up and carried her to the place they were supposed to be. X6 seemed to be convinced he had it all under control although he looked more stressed than Sole had ever seen him. He barely managed to get Sole to a point where she could be transported to the Institute and once there started yelling orders at each and every doctor. As they frowned at him for presuming he, as a synth, had the audacity to doing so Sole yelled that he was officially her second and would be obeyed. Especially in these circumstances.
He continued his orders and Sole noticed a hint of a smile. Someone stood beside her and urged her to calm her breathing to delay the birth a little. X6 soon sat beside her, holding her hand.
“ I’d hardly considered you the sentimental type.” 
“ I am aware of the fact that squeezing someone’s hand aids them in getting the focus off the pain to some extent.” With her next contraction she squeezed again, hard. Part of her didn’t give a damn but she looked at X6 regardless, trying to figure out if she hadn’t hurt him.
“ I can take it. Do whatever you need to do.”

Originally posted by lightwood-shadowworld

  • Next year, when Noora is re-enrolled in school and has finally her past with William to rest (read: realized that he was kind of a dick who didn’t treat her very well), she walks into like a politics class or something and lo and behold, who does she see sitting in the back of the classroom?
  • Jonas. And when Noora realizes that none of the other girls happen to share this one class with her and she doesn’t really know anyone else, she makes her way over and sits down with a haughty smile.
  • And Jonas is like- reading a comic book or writing out dumb song lyrics or doodling skateboard figures or whatever it is that that boy does and when Noora sits down, he raises his eyebrows.
  • And she’s all don’t look so surprised. It was you or the kid up front who smells like sausage. And Jonas kind of chuckles and concedes to her point. 
  • It’s not weird exactly, especially because most of the class is lecture oriented on the first day and they don’t really have time to chat just the two of them.
  • But then, when the bell rings, they are both going the same way and they end up walking together. Chit chatting about class and what not and that’s when it gets a little weird and awkward because they never really talked when there wasn’t Eva to buffer between them.
  • But it couldn’t have been too bad because it becomes a habit. They walk into class around the same time every morning but if Jonas gets there first, sometimes he will bring Noora a bran muffin and occasionally Noora will get there first and set a cup of coffee (with one pump mocha and skim because Jonas is a complicated bitch who puts Noora to shame) on his desk space.
  • And then they get assigned an out of class project.
  • And Noora is like- chill? Easy? And Jonas shrugs and is like- how about the park? Nice day outside right?
  • So they go to the park and kind of spread out on the grass and do they’re work, stopping every 20 or so minutes to laugh about kids playing tag or couples making out against a tree and Jonas brings up his guitar skills and Noora scoffs and challenges him to a song off.
  • So of course that night, they have to complete their contest! But then they both realize that they are really good at playing together.
  • So sometimes on the weekends, Noora will tell the girls she’s busy and Jonas will beg off getting drinks with the guys and they’ll just go to the park and hang out, playing guitar and goofing off and what not.
  • And maybe interspersed with this are some movies that they hear about and decide the other has to go see. So they go.
  • And it’s not until Noora is sitting at lunch one day and Eva turns her bright eyes on her and is like, “so you and Jonas? That a thing?”
  • And Noora can only blink and stutter for a few seconds because she didn’t think it was a thing but…
  • But. Yeah. All of her best stories right now seem to have to deal with Jonas. 
  • So Noora looks down to her water bottle and is like, “Not if you don’t want it to be. I didn’t even-”
  • And Eva is chill about it. “Please, Noora, we were like 12 when we went out.”
  • “It was last year.” “Practically fetuses.”
  • So when Noora goes to sit down at her and Jonas’s usual desk in the mornings she just takes a breath and when he sits down sort of- like- asks him out? 
  • And Jonas just kind of rolls his eyes and passes her a bran muffin. But after a few seconds, there is a smile at the corners of his mouth and he nods to her, once quickly, before class starts again.

So I am very much into Joora (along with the many other skam ships right now) and I know that @kardemomme-kisses @short-tops-and-bass-drops @evakshalla and @westiris are big into it as well…. so… hi guys.

GOT7 when their GF’s best friend is a member of BTS {REQUEST}

Jaebum: 

He wouldn’t really mind that her best friend was J-Hope, he’d find their antics amusing. But would get lowkey jealous at how much Hobi makes her laugh

Originally posted by jehbum

Mark:

Mark would feel so competition after finding out her best friend was Jin. He wouldn’t express it, but…it’s there. But he does feel comfortable when she’s with Jin because he’s actually the mom friend

Originally posted by mayfifolle

Jackson:

He’d be happy with it. After all, they met through Namjoon anyways. And 10/10 expect Jackson to crash all best friend movie nights. Cause this boy wants in on the sqaud.

Originally posted by kookihyunnie

Jinyoung:

Jinyoung wouldn’t really care. He was thankful that Yoongi was protective of her, and would make sure she didn’t do anything stupid while she was with him.But would lowkey worry when the two of them became hyper

Originally posted by jypnior

Youngjae:

Youngjae would feel slightly jealous at the amount of time she spent with Jimin. The two of them constantly laughing and whatever else kids do these days. Though, Jimin and Youngjae would get along fairly well afterwards

*transition of Jimin+Youngjae’s relationship*

Originally posted by dailygot7archive

BamBam:

He’d find her and Taehyung hilarious together. He would often join in on their antics. But just as he thought he joined the squad, they’d pull a prank on him. But make up for it with something…then do it again….It’s a cycle…

Originally posted by younggjaebum

Yugyeom:

Would be a battle of the bunny, Jungkook was his best friend…not hers.

*she’s Bambam*

Originally posted by peachbumbaek

-Bom

I am trying to get back into the writing thing and today I was watching baseball and moved to write. So, yay! 

I mean, it’s nothing much, but it is something. So, have some quick, fluffy Darcy/Bucky, sort of baseball related fic. 

Thanks for being patient with me during this dreadful writing dry spell. I really appreciate it. 


Autumn was starting to creep into the city. The weather was still mostly warm and green, but there’d been a couple of blustery, rainy days, and a new little chill in the air in the mornings. Darcy wasn’t sure she’d ever quite get used to Fall starting in September, but, it wasn’t the worst thing in the world. Because, for real, east coast summers were the worst.

Bucky’s apartment was not the best place to spend a summer. There was no cross breeze, it got stuffy as hell, and had no central air or anything. A couple fans by the windows, and mostly they just pushed around the sticky, grimy air from the outside.

Today was one of those slightly blustery days, though, and there was a hint of cool and damp and a definite breeze that rattled his blinds. And the apartment was quiet, nobody constantly demanding her attention for this thing or that. She could maybe get some things done. Maybe. Truthfully, it was just nice to hang out quietly with him.

“I think the bar oughta be a Dodgers bar,” Bucky said decisively from his spot on the couch.

On the other side of the couch, curled up, her back to the arm rest, feet braced on his thigh, Darcy was spending her Saturday afternoon reluctantly reading reports from Phil. She didn’t even bother glare. “Over my dead body.”

“It’s my bar.”

“That I’m paying for.” Darcy glanced up from her work and considered the screen. “How about the Mets? I have no strong feelings, they’re local, and they’re not the Yankees.”

“I don’t know,” he grumbled. “What the hell’s a Met?”

“Metropolitans.” She rolled her eyes and nudged his knee with her foot. “Oh my God, don’t be like that.”

His lips lifted into a little smile and he shrugged. “I’ll consider it.”

Darcy braced her elbow on the back of the couch and set her chin in her hand, watching the game for a minute. “I know a guy on the Mets.”

“Yeah?”

“Well, know.” She shrugged. “His mom’s my lawyer, and his grandpa was my lawyer before that. We sort of knew each other as kids. Kind of. Like, Memorial Day cookouts at his grandpa’s house kind of thing.”

Bucky jerked his chin at the tv. “He playing?”

She squinted at the field and counted the numbers. “I don’t see him. I think he’s mostly a bench guy this year. Second base, some shortstop. Good defense, quick on his feet. So-so hitter. Though, he had a good year in triple-A last year. Rick Carmine.”

“I’ll look out for him,” Bucky said and turned his attention back to the game. “Miami Marlins. Sounds like a double-A team,” he grumbled and fell silent for a long moment. “That guy needs a haircut. His hair’s longer than yours.”

“Says you, Mr. Lucious Locks down to your manly shoulders,” Darcy laughed, with a roll of her eyes, turning her own attention back to her tablet. So, okay, it wasn’t entirely quiet at Bucky’s, especially when he was in a ‘kids these days’ mood. Hilarious as that usually was. “Besides, baseball — it’s a long season, what else are they going to do other than grow weirdass beards and bad mullets? Not that there’s a good mullet.”

He let out a long breath through his nose. “I don’t like the long pants, either.”

Darcy stared at him for a second, looked at the screen, then back at him. “Are they playing baseball?”

“More or less.”

Exasperated, she waved a hand at him, the tv, the universe. “Then, just, whatever, okay?”

He snorted and slumped down on the couch, kicking up his feet onto his coffee table. “Okay, so if some guys have their pants long, and other guys have their socks high, I’ll pretend I don’t mind. But, if the socks are high, shouldn’t they all be the same? It’s a uniform. How come that guy’s got stripes on his socks, and that guy’s are just black? They’re on the same team, it oughta look the same.”

Darcy rubbed at her forehead and tried to pretend she was focusing on blackmarket weapon sales in Ukraine, and not her partner’s old man griping. “Let me get you the commissioner’s email. You can send him a letter.”

“Yeah, I’ll send him a letter,” he said, his tone dark with menace.

Darcy nudged his leg again. “Why are you all grumpy cat? You’ve been watching games all season.”

“Yeah, but by myself mostly.” He gave her a sad little look, like she’d abandoned him through the baseball season. “A couple times with Barton.”

“But you don’t bitch to Barton.” Aww, he wanted to save his bitching for when she could hear it. That was both annoying and sweet.

“I don’t know. I guess not.” Bucky watched the game and then slapped his hand on his thigh. “Where the hell was that pitch, ump? Geez. That was right across the letters. Ball, what a crock.”

Darcy laughed at his outrage. It was so normal, and those moments where he was just a regular guy were always such delight. “I’m pretty sure the proper nickname for every baseball umpire is 'bum’. So, like, that was a lousy call, you bum.”

“I agree. And he is a bum. Look at that strike zone. Or don’t, because I can’t tell where the hell it is.” He pointed at the TV. “I like the strike zone box they put up on the screen. Bet the umps don’t.”

“Some people want robo-umps,” she informed him. “I’m on the fence. I don’t entirely hate that, you know, each ump can have his own sort of unique strike zone, but that’s only okay so long as they’re consistent, you know.”

“Robo-ump?”

“Basically that strike zone box. A computer would call balls and strikes. I don’t know. I still like the human element. And you get to yell at the bums, which is part of the fun. Some people, though…”

He kept his face pointed at the TV, but his eyes slid over to her. “Yeah, well some people like the DH.”

Darcy scowled at him. “I am not arguing about the DH with you. Again.”

“Ruining the game,” he said, his voice rising.

“Oh my God, shut up about the DH.”

Bucky slapped his metal fist in his palm and glowered at the world. “Glad I was on the ice when it was instituted or I woulda burned the league down.”

“For real, stop.”

“What a waste of the bench,” he barked, his voice heating and he was waving his hands at the TV. “So, you carry an extra guy who’s only job is to—” Darcy lurched up and lunged at him, clapping her hand across his mouth.

“No,” she said, begging, demanding, insisting, pleading. “You’re a National League guy, it’s fine, I accept it. I like you for who you are, this critical personality flaw included. But, please, no more.”

They stared each other down for a long moment before he finally nodded and she let him go. She sat back cautiously, watching him warily like he might start in again.

There’d been a very, very long flight from Argentina where he talked about the designated hitter rule the whole time. She’d been tempted to jump out of the quinjet, except her suit’s arc reactor was offline and she was having a hard time getting it back. Even then, though, she was still tempted to jump. She worked great under pressure, and nothing beat the pressure of gravity and a quickly approaching planet.

He turned his attention back to the game. “Mets are okay, I guess. For the bar, I mean.”

“Good, great,” she told him, relieved to have escaped that dangerous, dangerous DH moment.

“But, I don’t want a bunch of tvs in the bar,” he said, pointing a finger at her. “Most places, they’ve always got 'em up too loud. I’m not going to the bar to have some sports jock shout at me while I’m trying to drink a beer.”

“A couple, just for games, turn them off the rest of the time.”

“'Kay.”

They were silent for a moment and then she laughed. “You’re like a million years old.”

“I like what I like,” he grumped. “I don’t like the DH, though, because it takes away from strategy—”

“NO!” She dropped her tablet listlessly onto her lap, threw her head back, and let her body go limp in utter and complete defeat. “Call Steve. You guys can go do your old fogey thing about it. Rarr, kids these days and their designated hitter. God. Leave me in peace,” she groaned, so much pain, so much anguish. Minor anguish, but still, shut up Bucky.

The room fell quiet after her cri de coeur, except for the quiet rumble of traffic, the voice of the play by play man, and Bucky’s laughter. The big asshole.

“Jerk,” she muttered and petulantly shoved at his leg with her foot.

“I love riling you up.”

“Biggest jerk.”

He let out an amused sigh and grabbed her foot before she could kick him again. “Okay, so the Dodgers are in LA. The Athletics are in Oakland. The Giants are in San Francisco. Weird.”

“The east coast needs to stop hoarding all the teams,” she shot back, her tone sour, still annoyed.

“I guess, or California will steal them all.” He gave her a look and then returned his attention to the game. “Oh, and the Braves are in Atlanta. And I don’t know what happened to the Senators except now they’re the Nationals?”

“I think they’re the Twins now, and the Nationals moved from Montreal.”

His brows drew down in a confused frown. “Montreal. Canada?”

Darcy shrugged and picked up her tablet again. Work was not really getting done, but she could try to pretend. “Toronto Blue Jays.”

“I can’t keep up with all this.”

“Don’t try to see the then, live with the now,” she advised.

“What?”

“Half the league are teams after your day. Just, you know, embrace the league as it is now.”

“Except the DH.”

“Mother fu—” Darcy thumped her forehead with the palm of her hand. “I walked into that one.”

“Yeah, you did,” he told her, sounding almost gleeful.

“See if I let you use the company seats at the ballpark of your choice. Ever,” she told him, glaring darkly.

“You’ve got seats at all the parks?”

“Ok, well, no, not really. The places we have major offices. For, you know, schmoozing clients, or rewarding employees, and like that. I’d have to check where all. But I’m pretty sure I  could get really awesome tickets anywhere. Not that I will for you. So, know what you’re missing and suffer. Nosebleed seats for you, buddy.”

Bucky snickered and rubbed a hand down her shin, squeezing her ankle lightly. “Yeah, 'cause I can’t buy my own tickets.”

“Boo to you,” she whined and huddled over her tablet. “Ruin every scrap of fun I have.”

He drew a meep of surprise from her when he pulled on her leg, drawing her down the couch. Flailing a little at the sudden move, she found herself flat on her back under a looming and impressive assassin. He had one hand braced on the back of the couch, and the other on the arm above her head. It was … a breathtaking view.

“Yep,” he said, smirking. “Ruining your fun, that’s me.”

Letting out a long breath, she poked at his chest; not hard, only just enough to appreciate the closeness and solidness of his pecs. He wasn’t the biggest guy she knew, but wow, he really knew how to work the upper body. And, she was free to grope at will. In a not creepy way. Hooray dating.

“You are in an interesting mood today,” she murmured, still examining his chest. The gray henley was really well fitting. And probably brought out the blue in his eyes, but she was focused elsewhere.

“Nobody’s shooting at us,” he said, leaning down to press a kiss to the corner of her mouth. “Nobody is torturing us.” Another kiss on the other side of her mouth. “Nobody is trying to blow us up.” His lips landed solidly on hers, but before she could make it a real kiss he drew back with a smile. “Nobody is—”

Her phone rang and he turned his head towards the device with a growl. A real, deep, animal growl. Darcy couldn’t help it, she laughed.

“Of course.” Grabbing his chin, she turned his face back to her and captured his lips with hers. She was getting her kiss, interruptions be damned. But, the phone kept ringing and it was Phil’s ringtone and there was only so long they could ignore the Director.

“I hate Coulson,” Bucky grumbled against her cheek. “I hate him a lot.”

“But, he’s such a big fan of yours.” She shoved at his chest, but regretfully this time it was less about feeling him up and more about moving him out of the way.

He didn’t move far, just slid to the side, squeezing between her and the back of the couch. Shoving his bristly chin against the side of her neck, he grumbled darkly, swearing in Russian, while she fumbled for the phone.

“This better be a planet-wide emergency, Phil,” Darcy greeted with a groan.

“I need you to go to Japan,” he greeted. “I’m sending you the file.”

“Bucky wants you to know that he hates you.”

“That’s too bad,” Phil said, his voice bland and unbothered by the fact that one of his childhood heroes hated him. “I’d like to do a video brief in half an hour.”

“You’re interrupting his baseball day,” Darcy pressed.

“Baseball lasts for a half the year. Did you know I played second in little league?”

“No.”

“Read the file, briefing in thirty.” Phil hung up and Darcy dropped her phone on the floor and patted the side of Bucky’s head.

“I hate him,” Bucky muttered.

“Me, too. Briefing in thirty.” She squirmed away from her partner and rubbed a hand over her eyes, trying to shake off the haze of 'attractive man and his kissing and attractiveness and such’. “I think we need to sweep your apartment for cameras.”

“Why?” Bucky shoved himself up and flopped back over to his side of the couch.

“His timing is too … suspicious.” She glared up at a likely corner of the room. “I bet he’s colluding with my dad.”

“I think you’re paranoid.”

“Is it paranoid when we work for a spy agency? And my dad is a big nosy, nudnik?”

“Probably,” he said with a dry chuckle. “So, briefing? Where are we going?”

Darcy glared sourly and pulled her tablet out from where it got stuck between the couch cushions. “Japan.”

“Sounds fun. I like Japan.”

Darcy closed her eyes and shook her head slowly. “And now you’ve cursed it.”

So much for a quiet Saturday. Boo.

Honestly like you can write the human zoo as a place with no pain so the Diamonds think the humans would be happy or whatever the fuck but how about this

Stories of Earth being past down through the generations, if course not being perfect due to do many years and retellings, and inspiring the youth to try and explore outside of the zoo. Some of them have given up hope and just accept this is the only world they’ll ever know, nothing outside of the walls and sky. They get used to that idea and the lives they love. They’re not happy but, they’re fine.

Some of them still believe the old tales of Earth and often dream of going beyond the walls and sky they’ve known all their lives. Some of thrm depressed and bored of the same old cycle of actions every day, no choice to do anything else. They start making their own stories inspired by Earth and inspire their kids to do so.

They still have their JX91 whatever names but they have their own names given by their parents. Names are a bit different to Earth due to them having their own sort of culture. So the gems all refer to them with numbers and letters but they call each other “Grat” or “Soonven” (I imagine it’s been so many years that they have really different names)

Then Greg arrives (and they can actually pronouce his name) and they ask him where he came from and they ask him endless questions about Earth. All the humans are so excited, some of them don’t believe him at first though. Then Steven arrives and they start to believe it! And after Greg and Steven find a way out, they know they have a way out. They can leave. They can find Earth.

They try and revolt out of the zoo using every method they can, and then… Who knows.

Maybe the famethyst want to go to Earth and see their little sister, so they help them and everyone joins the CG on Earth. Maybe that starts a new war. Maybe they inspire gems on homeworld to fight their dictators.


OR MAYBE WE GET SOME MORE FILLER EPISODES WHO FUKIN KNOWS

“A good horror story will frighten us, yes. It will keep us awake at night, it will make our flesh crawl, it will creep into our dreams and give new meaning to the darkness. […] Good horror stories make us look at our reflections in dark distorting mirrors, where we glimpse things that disturb us, things that we did not really want to look at. Horror looks into the shadows of the human soul, at the fears and rages that live within us all.” –GRRM

I reached the horror section of Dreamsongs a couple days ago and let me tell you, I am NOT looking forward to whatever dark trip GRRM is taking us on in TWOW. Just kidding, I need it more than ever!! GRRM knows how to tap into something primal and beam it directly into my nightmares. (I feel very uneasy about crabs right now.) 

Horrifying imagery aside, GRRM’s real strength is emotional horror. Beautiful things like love, and courage, and friendship, and hope die faster than Ned Stark when GRRM writes horror. Jealousy and hatred and rage win when GRRM writes horror. (Anyone else thinking “valonqar” right now because I am…. I keep saying it, the Lannisters are horrifying, and I love them.)

For example, I read GRRM’s “Meathouse Man” and the stories are very different, but I felt a resonance with Tyrion’s storyline:  

“Of all the bright cruel lies they tell you, the cruelest is the one called love.”

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veryniceandgood  asked:

17. things you said that i wish you hadnt ---- Lirry?? pleaseeeee??

Harry’s maybe abusing his privileges as a teacher to take Jules out of school without express permission from her dad, but she looks awful. She’s crying in the real way, not whining but proper tears, and the longer she sits around in the nurse’s office, the closer she slips to a proper fever.

He doesn’t know what Liam was thinking when he dropped her off this morning. She’s clearly miserable, and in no state to be around the other kids. If Harry had been there, if he’d just let Harry stay the night, he would have insisted Jules stay home.

But Liam doesn’t ever let him stay. It’s been nine months. Harry’s got a bloody key to his flat, and for some reason he can’t understand, he’s never allowed to stay.

“How are you feeling, love?” Harry asks as he draws her up into his arms and straddles her on his hip.

She sniffles, looks generally pitiful, and it’s real because she never fakes it. Not like Harry does, who’s known to give a pout or two when he’s not getting his way. Jules is only ever earnest, just like her dad, and it’s one of the better Payne Family Traits.

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Noise

Character: Jungkook - BTS
Genre: Fluff, Comedy??
AU:  CollegeBoy!Jungkook
Authors Note: Idk what this is. Just something I wrote out real quick before going to bed! I just imagined that face Jungkook makes when he gets caught or when he’s you know, how Admin A likes to say, Jungshook. LOL.

Enjoy and let me know what you think!

- Admin T

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neonlightwood  asked:

PROMPT (obviously jimon): “I was going to ask what you’re doing, but at this point, I don’t think I want to know.”

“…. Uhm.”

Jace cracks one eye open to peer at his intruder. It doesn’t help much, as he’s lying on his stomach and whoever’s dumb enough to barge into his room is standing up.

“Whatdoyouwant…” he asks, eloquently. When no answer comes, Jace makes what seems like a herculean effort to roll over and onto his back. Simon is standing by the door, biting one of his nails and shifting his weight from foot to foot. “What?”

Simon looks over his shoulder and out the door. He turns his head back to the room. “You know what? It’s cool. I think I’ll just take the couch tonight.”

Jace blinks lazily a few times. Simon coming in and out of his eyesight. The fourth time he does it, everything blacks out.

The first thing Jace registers when he wakes up is this searing pain, like someone was trying to squeeze his brain out of his skull. He groans and immediately regrets it when the vibration accentuates the throbbing.  

The second thing he noticed was that the pillow smelled like Simon’s cologne.

“What the fuck,” he breathes out. Opening his eyes, slowly, he realizes that the scent wasn’t the only thing out of place in that scenario. Last time he checked, his room didn’t have a guitar case. Or a Star Wars poster.

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lottiesfilms  asked:

do you have any tips for starting/keeping a good studygram?

Hi, sorry for the late answer!

Well, I kind of do, or at least that’s what worked for me:

- be active - and when I say active, I mean active – from the beginning, post every day, maybe even several times a day, like other people’s posts regarding studying, write nice comments if you really like a post. After that, it’s okay to post every two or three days, sometimes even less, but you should sort of give people the reason to follow you from the start if you know what I mean? :D One warning though, don’t go down the “follow for follow” path and don’t beg people to promote you in their stories. That’s not nice, people don’t like it when you ask them for it. Also don’t like people’s posts just because you hope they’ll like yours back - be genuine!

- try to keep your feed coherent - use similar background color, the same filter or whatever – I personally adore it when people have nice looking feeds, and I believe others do too :’) try to be creative with yours so that people recognize your posts!

- stick to a theme - since you’re planning to make a studygram, your posts should be mainly about studying, planning, whatever. It’s okay if you throw a photo of something else here and there, but decide what your overall theme will be and stick to it (mine is for example journals, mainly my bullet journal, but I sometimes post my notes, movie journal, and desk space :))

- use hashtags - so that new people are able to find your posts! Try to tag your posts appropriately, if you post a pic of your notes, don’t tag it as #makeup, even though it’s a popular tag (it is, right? what do kids even do on instagram these days?! I feel old omg :’D)

- be nice to others, find friends - don’t be afraid to DM people :) answer their stories, compliment them, get involved in the community!

Well, that’s about all I have :) good luck with your studygram, hope this helped you at least a bit!

What They Do That Is Cute

Chibs

As you would expect Chibs doesn’t act cute very often so when he does you try and savour the moment as best you can. Their is one thing however which is cute and that he does quite regularly and that something is tickling you when ever he gets the chance. You could be talking to all of the guys or pouring a drink, he would come up behind you and squeeze your sides which would result in the boys laughing at you or you spilling the drink that you where poring. Despite the annoyance it causes you you can never help the smile which comes to your face straight after he does this especially when Chibs runs away with a happy little smirk on his face.

Originally posted by stilinski-ortiz

Tig

Tiggy acts cute on a day to day basis. One minute he could be fiddling with your fingers absentmindedly or trailing his finger tips up and down your back and the next minute he could be making a stupid face at you to make you laugh. Every time he sees your happy ( and slightly giddy ) reactions to whatever it is that he does it only encourages him to do it more often.

Originally posted by sonsofanarchyfans

Juice

Their haven’t every been a time when Juan Ortiz was not being cute. Everything he does it cute and when you say everything you mean everything. He could be brushing his teeth or simply talking to you and you would think that he was being cute. Although the thing which you think is the cutest thin about him is his smile and the dimples he gets when he smiles.

Originally posted by lonely-my-middle-name

Happy

The only time when Hap acts cute is when he’s around kids. They seem to bring out the best in him and you can’t help but love it. He’s naturally great with them and doesn’t pass up the opportunity to spend time with them, especially Jax’s son Abel. He doesn’t realise but when he plays with the kids he is a completely different person to what he is anywhere else he’s love, considerate and best of all plays whatever the kids want him too play. No one will ever be able to forget the day Happy wore a tiara and make-up for one of the little girls the club was looking after for a few hours.

Originally posted by imagine-ortiz

While I’m 99.9% sure the thing about YOI being on Disney XD is fake, it’s pretty entertaining to imagine how hard they’d have to censor it.
- everyone is wearing very reasonable swimsuits in the onsen at all times
- Chris is removed entirely, there’s no way to make Chris Disney-friendly
- ‘boy, can you believe Victor hugged Yuuri on international TV? Of course it was just a hug, what else could that possibly have been????’
- the sixteen flutes of champagne were replaced with sixteen cups of coffee. Yuuri just got really, really wired on caffeine, and then crashed so hard that he forgot everything.
- pole dancing was replaced with whatever Cool Trendy Dance Kids Are Into These Days.
- BFF rings!

If I had to write a fix-it fic for the Hamilton-Reynolds affair:

  • Alexander still would’ve brought Maria home, and she still would’ve tried to seduce him, but Alexander would actually know how to say “no”.
  • Maria admits that her husband was forcing her to seduce him so he could blackmail him.
  • Alexander brings back his offer to help her in any way he can (while secretly plotting ways to destroy her husband).
  • Alexander immediately writes to Eliza and let’s her know what’s going on, and Eliza is right away on board with helping this girl get out of a horrible situation.
  • Alexander at first just checks up on Maria every now and then to make sure she’s doing okay, but after a while he invites her back to his home, just so they could both have some company.
    • They act as quiet company around each other for a bit, with Alexander alternating between coming up with a compromise for his debt plan and writing/responding to letters from Eliza, and Maria reading books, making tea for Alexander and herself, and whatever else she can think of to pass the time.
    • The more time they spend together, the more comfortable they get, accumulating to Alexander going over to Maria’s after a frustrating day at work, and him coming in like “HOLY SHIT MARIA, LET ME JUST TELL YOU THE WAYS THAT JEFFERSON SUCKS”. And he continues ranting until they reach his house, and Alex is just like “Oh my God it feels so good to have someone to talk to”, cuz with Eliza, Angelica and the kids away, he doesn’t really have many people he can just talk to.
  • Eventually, Maria and Alexander become best friends, and they spend enough time together that the next time Alexander gets a letter from Eliza, there’s also one addressed to Maria. Maria is definitely surprised, but then has to suppress a laugh when she reads the content of the letter, which is essentially, “Maria, I’m assuming you’re at our house, so please do me a favor and make sure that Alexander leaves his office to eat and sleep. Drug him if you must.”
    • Maria and Eliza start writing to each other themselves, which makes Alexander a little nervous (”What are you and Eliza talking about?” “..why are you laughing?” “Maria, whatever my wife said, it isn’t true.”).
  • James Reynolds still sends the blackmail letter, because in his mind, there’s only one reason that Alexander keeps spending time with his wife.
  • Alexander shows Maria the letter, and then shows it again to Eliza when she returns home. Eliza beats Alexander to the punch and writes back to James, saying, “Hi. This is Eliza Hamilton, Alexander’s wife. My husband isn’t doing anything with your wife other than being a supportive friend. Also, Maria is a lovely girl, and deserves much more than a shitstain like you (that would’ve been Alexander’s addition to the letter)”.
    • Eliza insists that Maria stays in their guest room, and Maria is so amazingly thankful that her initial attempt at seduction failed, as she would’ve never found such wonderful friends in the Hamiltons.
  • Alexander introduces Maria to Aaron Burr, and convinces him to help her get a divorce from her husband (which is actually true; Burr served as Maria’s attorney when she filed for divorce, and they won!)
  • In the end, Maria is divorced from James, becomes best friends with the Hamiltons, and the pseudo-aunt to their kids. And Alexander remains faithful to the best woman in the world, and doesn’t fuck everything up by writing The Reynolds Pamplet.
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Jared’s POV

“Wow, that was crazy,” Melody said as we were driving away from the restaurant.

“You haven’t seen anything yet. Just wait until I post that pic of us holding hands,” I said and chuckled, “That’s when the real madness will begin.”

“You’re not helping,” she said obviously terrified.

“Relax, you’ll get the hang of it eventually,” I said and continued to drive.

“I’m not so sure. I never wanted to be under the spotlight,” she said and sighed, clearly worried about the way our situation will develop in the future. Somehow I felt like I should maybe comfort her, but I went with my incessant need to pick on her.

“Well, I guess you’re just gonna have to suck it up, won’t you now, wifey,” I said never taking my eyes of the road. 

But the moment I finished the sentence I felt a pit in my stomach. This didn’t feel right, as it would usually do, when I tried to make her feel bad. I could feel the despise coming from her eyes, even though I wasn’t looking at her. This felt even worse, but I just ignored the feeling and kept driving.

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