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Late Night Thoughts

Do you ever have a great day?
Like nothing goes wrong and you’re happy.
But then as soon as you are left alone with your thoughts at night, everything changes?

I was having such a great day. Finally being able to listen to my own music, without anyone complaining about it. I did my hair and makeup as well. Then later on in the night I was skyping with two of m my friends and actually laughing.

So it seemed like today was going to end up ending nicely.

But now I’ve been with my own thoughts for a few hours..

These nights come a lot. But I just feel alone. Like no one is there.

I’ve started to cry for unknown reasons. And I can’t seem to get to sleep. It feels like I have a huge weight on my shoulders, and I’m not sure why.

It’s nights like these that I just want out. I want away from everything. Just to have to all end.
I know that’s not the best thing to think about, but it’s all that’s going through my brain.

Things I'm happy they changed for the Harry Potter movies/added

I always see posts about what we wish was in the movies/they didn’t change, and there are SO MANY THINGS THAT FIT THAT LIST. But honestly the movies did a great job and stayed pretty true to the books. SO, here’s a post to point out the great things the movies did! Please add on and let’s celebrate the movies that brought these amazing books to life!

  • Adding the word Potter to… “Scared Potter?” “You wish.”
  • Showing us what Neville forgot was to wear his robes
  • Bellatrix torturing Hermione by carving the word mudblood into her arm
  • Barty Crouch Jr. licking his lips (good job David)
  • Amos Diggory’s reaction to his son dying
  • “Look at it this way: every great wizard in history has started out as nothing more than we are now – students. If they can do it, why not us?” 
  • In the OotP when they’re in the Hog’s Head a goat walks by… Aberforth owns the Hog’s Head/is the barman
  • Slughorn’s story about Lily and the fish
  • Voldemort hugging Draco
  • Showing Lupin and Tonks reaching for each other and just not touching. It killed me, but I loved it.
  • Continually having Seamus blow up things through out the movies
  • “I’ve always wanted to use that spell!”
  • Showing them just being kids and having fun! PoA scene where the boys eat the candy and make the animal noises
Harry Styles Vocal Health on SNL

Hello!  So first and foremost I wan to put out there how much I love Harry and his voice.  Dear god it’s SO COOL and unique.  I love how when he’s in good vocal health he has all these different textures to it- the gruffness of his chest voice, the purity of his falsetto, the power of his belt.  When the studio version of SOTT came out I couldn’t sing his praises enough.  His voice sounded SO HEALTHY.  He was making such good choices!!!  Everything was relaxed and well supported.  He let the song build naturally.  He MUST have gotten some solid vocal training over his break because that isn’t something that can just happen over night.  I was very impressed and very proud.  I was also a bit nervous to see if these changes would hold when he started performing live….and…..it looks like I had good reason to be nervous.  

Here’s the thing. There are a few reasons I’m so hard on Harry in particular when it comes to poor technique. First, compared to the other guys, his technique is the only one that’s actually physically DAMAGING.  Could the other guys benefit from proper training?  Sure.  Of course.  Every singer can.  Even those who have been singing for years still should train on a regular basis.  But the other boys’ bad habits are just that- bad habits.  They aren’t going to do long term damage, not the way Harry’s are.    The second reason is BECAUSE I know he can do (AND HAS DONE!!!!!) so much better!!   I know he’s CAPABLE of so much more and so yeah, I’m hard on him because of that. And finally, I know exactly what he’s doing physically and exactly what’s going through his mind because I have the same exact bad habits and I can see him using the same exact thought process as to why he slips into these again.

Harry is the Ultimate Performer. He wants nothing more than to put on a good show for everyone, even if that means sacrificing his own vocal health.  Now, that’s isn’t a HUGE problem…until it KEEPS happening.  Which is what happened with OTRA.  And possibly might be happening now, although that remains to be seen.  One performance of one song slips into an entire show of this slips into two shows of this slips into the entire tour and wham, you’ve got nodes.  I think the biggest problem with Harry’s performance last night is he doesn’t trust the material or HIMSELF to sell it the way it is.  He feels he needs to overcompensate and big Big and Bold right from the start and that song is not built to be sung that way.  He started at a level that he couldn’t sustain throughout the entire thing and had nowhere to go.  That’s when he ran into trouble.  

As soon as he opened his mouth, I knew it wasn’t going to go well.  Don’t get me wrong, he sounds fantastic in the beginning…but like I said, there was nothing for him to build upon because he already started it at too high a height. His voice sounded raspy to me too, raspier than usual.  That can be caused by a few things- he could have been dehydrated (you can’t sing right if you don’t pee white!), he could have been tired (we know he’s a morning person and that show is pretty late for him), he could have strained his voice at the concert the night before, he could have over rehearsed, he could have smoked a bit.  I don’t know what the cause was, but he didn’t start off the evening in the best vocal health, especially for a song that’s very difficult to sing.  I also think he KNEW that so again, he tried to overcompensate for that by pushing.  

There is so much tension throughout his whole body, particular his shoulders on up.  I’m sure a lot of that is due to nerves.  I’ve said it many times before and I’ll say it again: the SNL stage is one of the hardest venues for artists to play.  There’s something particularly rough about it.  He’s also always had problems tensing up his face when he sings, but it what was particularly striking to me was that he did it during the falsetto parts.  That should have been EASY for him to sing.  That’s something light and relaxed.  Almost a break from the tension of the rest of the song…and yet he looks like he was in pain.  Which makes me wonder if he WAS in pain.  it’s hard to tell, but it almost seems like the second time he does it he pushes it more to a mix than a pure falsetto. 

It’s notable to me how relaxed the second syllable of  “bullets” around 2:44-2:48 is compared to the rest.  THAT is what the whole thing should have sounded like.  it’s relaxed and he’s got a great vibratto on it that comes straight from the diaphragm there- compare that to how tight “bullets” are the second time he sings it in that phrase at 2:58ish-3:04.  Why did you change what you were doing, sir??? In fact, to me it seemed like he KNEW it sounded good the first time and did his cute li’l dance and then came back to it feeling like “yeah I got this…” and then tightened right back up again.  because he didn’t trust himself.  

Thennnnnn the bridge happens.  And this is what i mean by he had nowhere to go.  THIS should have been his first belt it out moment.  but he pushed too hard too quickly and his voice just…wasn’t there.  It was tired.  The first scoop up to the first “we” was off key because of it and I think he knew it which made it even worse and MORE tense to the point where he just didn’t have the vocal agility to flip into his fasletto again for “learn”.  And then we’ve got the “it’s just what we know” which was just a poor choice.  I have a feeling he nailed that MULTIPLE times in rehearsals and mannnnn if he was in good vocal health how killer would that have sounded!??!!?  But instead, we got what’s called harmonic distortion which is SUPER VERY YIKESY AND A BIG SIGN OF HOLYSHITYOU’REDOINGDAMAGE (i sincerely hope he has an appointment with an ENT this week and gets scoped to check that out).   This was another instance of him trying to put on a great show and overcompensate for what he probably felt was lackluster vocals (which for the record WERE NOT THAT BAD.  I’m picking it apart because…well, it’s what I do.  and i don’t think I would have had too much of a problem if it weren’t for the super damaging choices he ended up making).  

From there he’s thinking “Oh shit that was bad…I REALLY fucked up…better step up my game and make the end better!” and once again tries to overcompensate and push a voice that’s already been pushed to the brink.  there just wasn’t more in there for it to give.  He couldn’t sustain it.  He had already given everything that there was go to give.  

When it comes to ESNY, it was a much better performance.  I think it’s partially due to the fact that it’s an easier song to sing and partially due to the fact that he was playing guitar so he wasn’t as much in his head (Side note: CAN YOU BELIEVE HE FINALLY BLESSED US WITH HIS GUITAR SKILLS?????).  His belty part towards the end wasn’t as good as it could have been, but I think that’s just due to the fact that his voice was kinda shot and that’s the best it was going to be.  It wasn’t TERRIBLE and obviously it could have been better, but I am curious to hear the studio version to see if there’s more belting that he just wasn’t comfortable with last night.  I could have done without the facial affectations because it just adds more tension and tension is bad, kiddos  But I think it’s a stylistic choice and I’m trying to pick my battles here.  Additionally, as we’ve seen in gif form his li’l neck vein was popping out so yeah he was tensing up pretty good there…but again, it wasn’t as terrible as it could have been since the song itself isn’t as taxing vocally.  

All in all, the performances were great, especially if you’re not as picky as I am. I know this was his first time singing live in well over a year and SNL is high stress and it’s his first time out there ALONE.  I’m curious to see what happens on Graham Norton and if he improves his technique. I’m also really curious to see how he’ll be on tour as well. I do wonder if he’ll lower the key of SOTT so it’s not as taxing.  No one would really notice and it would make things a little easier on him. It’s just frustrating because I know he has it in him to do it well.  We’ve HEARD him do it well.  But he just doesn’t trust himself enough to do that and that kind of breaks my heart a little.  Thankfully, he’s young and has time to learn.  He can still break these habits and make new, healthier ones and learn to trust himself more.



B <3 


Oh no I made a new OC. 🙈  
Have yourself an apprentice, Badgerclaw!

Name: Honeypaw
Clan: Shadowclan
Status: Apprentice
Appearance: A petit, pretty flame-point she-cat with large ears, blue eyes, and a small pink nose.
-An enthusiastic goody-two-shoes

-Has a good mind for facts/trivia. Would totally be a bookworm. Total know-it-all

-Can be annoyingly optimistic

-A decent hunter, but has a tendency to freeze when faced with combat

-Every cat wonders why she didn’t choose to become a medicine cat apprentice instead. If asked she dodges the question

-Secretly very insecure about her ability to be a warrior, but very desperate to prove herself. Her worry occasionally sends her into a panic. Tries to compensate for her lack of physical ability with knowledge and trivia.

Relationship with Badgerclaw:

-She doesn’t seem at all affected by his grumpiness 

-Badgerclaw is such a shitty hunter that she secretly asks fellow apprentices for hunting tips. Is already a better hunter than Badgerclaw. 

-Best buddies. Badgerclaw will quietly sit and listen to her rattle off about clan history, prey behavior, etc for hours on end. (He may or may not just be spacing out though)

-Relationship is entirely platonic, but no cat seems to believe it

-Badgerclaw has a very difficult time finding a balance between irrationally over-protective, and dangerously hands-off during training 

(Please don’t use this design. It’s mine)

First Kiss | Jungkook

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Pairing: Jungkook x reader

Genre: Fluff

Words: ~4,5k

Synopsis: “I love oreos, but you know that thing after you eat them and your teeth are black and it looks like you’re on some crazy drugs and your teeth are rotting or something?” You snickered at your own explanation and the way Jungkook’s mouth was open agape, eyes squinted as he tried to picture the image you were so unskillfully painting. “It’s annoying, but you still like them. It’s the same for you.

A/N: I’m a bit rusty. I hope it’s not terrible. For @maroukimarouki

Originally posted by vernonymous

It was Saturday night, just one of many you had spent with them. The setting of your friendly reunion was nothing special, just the chaotic living room of their dorm. The feast you were enjoying was not expensive wine or exotic cheeses, but coke, chips and gummy worms; and you could have not been happier, stuffing doritos in your mouth until you were about to choke, to perfectly recite the lines of Cypher Killer without stuttering —at least if you did not want to carry a penalty out.

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Imagine - Justin thinks you're cheating on him with Zach

@flower—–crowns request: “hi!! i was wondering you could write a Justin Foley imagine where y/n and him are dating and they get into a huge fight about y/n and zach being to close of friends? you can chose the ending!! Thank you!!”

 “You’re always with him (y/n)!” Justin yells at you. You two are standing in your bedroom having a pretty heated argument. Justin came over this weekend and it was suppose to be a nice relaxing day of cuddling and kisses with him, but things started escalating pretty quickly after he brought up the subject of you and Zach. Apparently the two of you spend too much time together, according to Justin. “Yeah Justin we do spend a lot of time together, but he’s my friend and he’s your friend too! Why can’t you trust me?!” You yell back. You’re sick of this stupid argument. You and Zach are nothing more then good friends. Justin should know that and he should accept the fact that it’s not going to change. “Well how can I trust you when you’re practically all over him every single goddamn day!?!” Justin hollers at you. You’re mouth falls open in astonishment. Had Justin really just said that? To his own girlfriend none of the less? Have you not proven yourself faithful to him? You’ve never once done anything to make him think otherwise. What an asshole. You won’t put up with him if he keeps treating you like some slut that would cheat on him with his best friend. “You know what Justin, screw you! You’re a real ass when you went to be” you say seething with anger. “Fuck you” he grumbles back at you. You look at him in shock and tears start forming in your eyes, “well if that’s really what you think of me, that I’m all over Zach, then I guess you can just leave” you say softly. Justin looks up at you, your change in demeanour peaking his interest. His eyes soften when he sees a tear fall down your cheek, “(y/n)…” He sighs, “Baby… I’m sorry… Please don’t cry. I was being stupid. I’m just jealous and I can’t loose you… I love you too much…” He mumbles the last part looking at his feet. “Justin…” You say shocked. You walk up to him, grab his face and give him a passionate and meaningful kiss. He immediately kisses you back and raps his arms around you waist. After a minute you break the kiss, “I love you too Justin, you never have to worry about loosing me.” You say with a smile, “Now why don’t we lie down and cuddle for the rest of the day?” You suggest. “Yeah I’d like that” Justin says with a grin".

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“Flat out” - h.s. Part 3

Part 1 / Part 2 



Before Harry came back to London, you had always enjoyed that your flat was kind of a drama free zone. You never invited anyone over, except for Felicity who came over on weekends to study, and you always had a sense of clear calm and peace to have your work zone and just enjoy yourself.

But when Harry came back for longer than just a couple weeks, things did become different. You didn’t mind though considering it was technically his apartment, and it was just his space as much as it was yours. But you knew that the only reason the flat had been so quiet was because you had been the only one in it. And now that Harry was back, you both found a way to express yourselves through some louder words every once in a while.

With the arrest of diTorino and his buddies, you really didn’t feel unsafe in any way. But that didn’t seem to matter to Harry as he drove you in silence back to the flat you shared. He was quiet, a brooding angry quiet that you didn’t want to mess with, and you decided not to allow it to bother you in any way as you dropped your keys and shoes at the front door and made your way inside.

You’d seen Harry angry on multiple accounts. There had been the whole cupcake fiasco at Liam’s birthday two years ago, and then that paparazzi that had almost knocked you over during your time in Canada. And though it was scary at times, you never took it that seriously because you knew he was nothing more than a softy on the inside.

So you didn’t take it into thought as Harry slammed the door behind you while you walked over to the kitchen.

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anonymous asked:

Hey! Your blog is so great! I love to read it very much. Can I request: MC's new boss is sexualy harassing her. She can't leave her job, because it's very important to her, but don't know what to do and is afraid to ask help of RFA + V + Saeran?

Hope you like it! ^^


RFA + V and Saeran react to MC being sexualy harassed by her boss


  • You came back from work feeling like shit, even if he was tired himself, he always knew when something was off with you.
  • “How was work, babe?” “Meh, just normal… I’m going to sleep now, ok?” hmmm, not even a smile? Yes, something was definitely wrong
  • He would let you take your time,  so he went to shower, ate something and only then he went to the bedroom
  • Only to find you sobbing from crying, he ran to you. “Babe, what’s wrong?” “Zen, you’re so right… all men are wolves, all men… are…” “Hey, hey… why are you saying that now, MC?”
  • You told him about the new boss, the way he trapped you at your desk when nobody was looking… the way he looked at you, you never felt so ashamed of your own body like you were then… “You’re right, Zen, you’re right! I’m too nice to men, right? I’m the problem, they think I’m sending theses… signs and…”
  • “MC, what are you saying? This isn’t your fault at all! Don’t this to yourself… I… I don’t really think you’re too nice to everybody, you’re just… you, and if people take it on the wrong way, they’re the problem. Your boss is a fucking problem! So where do I find him to fix this problem?”
  • “Oh… oh no, Zen, please. Let’s calm down, I… he’s my superior and I don’t want to lose my job, I like my job, Zen!” “MC, I’m sorry, but I won’t let this happen. What if he does again? With you or with some of your colleagues?” he was right, today was you, who could it be tomorrow? “Okay… what do you suggest?” “I have something in mind, but you’ll have to be brave for this!”
  • Your boyfriend, having women like the biggest part of his fanbase, announced a campain on his Tripter account, asking his fans to write on a paper all the abusive and objectifying things they heard from bosses or male co-workers and post a photo, the hashtag made a huge success and he posted on his own account a photo  of you holding your own paper with what you heard.
  • His fans, being the stalkers they are, soon find out where you worked, they gave bad reviews to the company all over social media and threat boycotting the company, they would take the bad reviews once the guy was fired. And that was exactly what happened.
  • You had no idea his fans could be so supportive to you, and you made sure to thank all of them through a video he also posted. “Zen is an awesome person who wants to make all the women in his life acknowledge their own strength.  Thank you all so much!”


  • He was aware of this new boss being a douch, you would always trash talk the guy when you’d come home.
  • But it was mainly things related to work. But then he heard this: “And you should hear what he talked about my skirt, Yoosung! Really…” “What did he say about your skirt, MC?”
  • “Hum? Oh, something like ‘you keep coming dressed like that and I won’t take responsibility on what I’m going to do with you, foxy’ ugh… such a douch, right?”
  • Douch wasn’t really the word he was thinking, and your bluntness about that was… pretty concerning. “MC, we had a seminar at college about sexual harassment last month, you do realize that what he did to you is a crime, right?”
  • You sighed deeply. “Yes, I’m aware of it. But what can I do? He’s my boss! You know what happens with girls that make a report? They lose their job, some bosses are bad enough to make sure they never find a job on similar companies… it’s fucked up as it is, there’s nothing I can do except trying to be away, and I swear I’m trying, okay? Don’t worry!”
  • But he did worry. How could he not? You wouldn’t be able to keep the guy away forever and… oh, he didn’t even dare to imagine that, just thinking about it made his blood boil.
  • Hell hath no fury like a Yoosung protecting MC! He had to make sure you wouldn’t suffer any retaliation, so he send anonymous reports to the HR’s company telling he knew there was a potential rapist working there, and if they didn’t something about it, he would go to the press.
  • When they apparently didn’t take it seriously, he sent what he knew to some shitty tabloid, who actually accused the guy directly of being a rapist. It didn’t have any credibility, but having the company’s name associated to such a low publication like that… there is such a thing like bad publicity, indeed!
  • The guy was fired after all, Yoosung never told you that he was the responsible for it, and you never told him you knew he did that. It wasn’t really necessary keep talking about this when you’re too busy being happy.


  • She’s a woman too, she knows how to recognize the signs of a girl uncomfortable over something like this
  • The shame after being cat called on the street, the concerning about wearing some clothes thinking how they can be used as an excuse if something happens to you, the embarrassment, the guilty… even if it’s not your fault?
  • Jumin Han had a lot of problems about boundaries when she used to work for him, but he was always respectful and intimidating enough not to let anybody even try something with her, who knew one day she would feel bad that you hadn’t the same luck as her?
  • But you have someone even better! An amazing girlfriend who happens to be a black belt in judo and can teach you some personal defense techniques!
  • And if it wasn’t enough, maybe you should consider changing jobs? “But, Jaehee… what if I’m not good at anything else? At least I’m kinda successful there, I don’t know if I’m good enough to… start all over again…”
  • “And do you think I was 100% sure about leaving C & R and starting my own business? Of course I wasn’t, MC! But I had to take the risk…”
  • “I don’t know if I’m brave as you are, Jaehee…” “Well, a very wise woman told me once that it’s not about money, you have to pursue happiness.” “She sounds kinda naïve…” she giggled “You said that, MC!” “Oh, right… yeah, I’m pretty naïve, maybe that’s why this guy keeps coming to me…”
  • “Stop right there! It’s nothing about you, MC! This man is a jerk! And the way I see it, you are unhappy there, so get out! You’re smart, you’re talented, you will find something that suits you pretty soon.”
  • And a few weeks later, you were starting as a barista at her cafe. And you didn’t have a boss, you had a partner, how cool is that?
  • But you couldn’t stop worrying about other girls that worked there, so you made a formal complaint, endorsed by other women who worked there, most of them secretaries Jaehee kept contact with, she knew this could be useful eventually.


  • You didn’t tell him, you were scared because you knew what kind of things he could do.
  • He would, idk, buy the company and make you president of it and the guy your secretary. Yes, this was exactly what he would do! And it would be so weird and senseless…
  • But you couldn’t control the gossip on his own company, he overheard some employees talking about that guy who used to work at C & R and got promoted at the company you were working.
  • He remembered the guy, he had to come to press telling C &R wouldn’t condone with women being disrespected and the guy was withdrawn for undetermined time, Jumin didn’t even know he quit during this time and was  already working somewhere.
  • He didn’t think nothing like this would ever happen to you, but he was curious and casually asked about it. “W-why do you ask?” your voice broke as soon as you opened your mouth.
  • “Nothing in particular… I was just curious, do you know him?” “Yeah, we’re at the same department.” “He is your co-worker, then?” “More like my boss…” Hmmm…
  • “MC, is there something I should know?” “N-no?” “MC…” how did he do that? He was collected and calm, his voice was monotone, he wasn’t doing anything rather than saying your name, yet you felt like he could see right through you…
  • “Jumin, I… I don’t want to talk about it…” you didn’t need to “As you wish, MC.”
  • The next day, you went to work and just saw the guy’s room empty. “Have you heard? He got fired and left the country. They say they found some things about him on his previous job at C & R…” one of your colleagues said, you definitely didn’t want to know what those things were.
  • Jumin made the HR department strict their criteria on hiring, he could never let a guy like this enter at his company again and treat the female employees like that. Oh, he did the same with the new company he bought, the one you worked (but no, he didn’t made you the president, much to your relief)


  • You’ve been acting weird ever since you came back from work, you were quiet and he could swear he heard you crying in the shower, this was bad…
  • What could it be that bad that you wouldn’t even talk to him? He needed to know, he needed to help you!
  • He knew violating your privacy once more was wrong, but seeing you like this was breaking his heart, so he hacked your phone.
  • And what he found made him almost punch one of his precious computers, those gross texts from that guy along with a dick pic… that was awful!
  • And when he remembered this guy was the one you’ve been talking about, that weird dude who just got promoted. Saeyoung lost it!
  • “Don’t be mad at me, please, but I hacked into your phone and I saw the texts. Why didn’t you tell me?” “I… was afraid and ashamed, how would you react if I told you my boss sent me a photo of his dick?” “I would be pissed at him, not at you!” he hugged you and comforted you “I’ll make him pay!”
  • “No, Saeyoung, NO! I don’t want to lose my job!” “Hey, he won’t know it was you, don’t worry… we have to do something, MC, today it’s just a dick pic, tomorrow he can be much more direct, you know what I mean?” both of you were sick just to think about this…
  • So Saeyoung just sent the conversation to a person in a higher position than the guy, along with a threat: “If you don’t do something about this, I swear I’ll let everybody know about those contracts” and he sent a copy of what else he found.
  • Next day, the guy was fired, and you got his job. Saeyoung swore he had nothing to do with that and he had proof! He showed you the emails your superiors exchanged talking about how you should have been the one promoted at the first place.


  • He knew something was off. You were acting as gloomy and distant a… well, himself.
  • He couldn’t ask you, he was afraid he might be invading your personal space or something like this.
  • But this was torturing him, you were coming from work sadder and sadder everyday.
  • So ironically, he invaded your personal space and followed you to work.
  • Only to find your boss touching your hair, his eyes rovering through your body, and what’s more agonizing: your uncomfortable expression.
  • He didn’t even think, he just caught himself over the guy punching him. “Saeran, stop it! Please!” you cried.
  • “Don’t you see she does not like it? Or you actually enjoy she’s not liking it, you fucking creep!?”
  • “Saeran…” your voice took him aback, he promised he would never let you see this side of him again, but just remembering your uncomfortable face made him see red… he tried to calm down.
  • “I’ll tell you what, asshole. If you don’t quit right now, I’ll make sure to erase this company from internet. I want to see what kind of business survives these days if they can’t be found on Google. Don’t think I won’t wreck this just like I did o your gross face!”
  • “Saeran, don’t do that…” “You are smart and competent enough to find another job wherever you please, MC. But I won’t let this guy stay in the same place with you, so It’s his choice…”
  • “Fuck this! You’re not even that hot, and your boyfriend is a freak! I’m out of this!” “Wise choice, and you’re half right on there, buddy. She is that hot, she is the hottest, actually, and yes, I’m a freak! A freak who will fucking whoop your ass if you don’t get the fuck out of here right now!” the dude went away, letting a trail of blood from his face.
  • “I’m sorry if I scared you now, it’s just… I can’t stay still letting someone treat you like this. I hope you don’t lose your job because of me…” “I’ll be fine as long as I have you” and you hugged him, he was so relieved you could not see him blushing right now.


  • He overheard a conversation between you and probably one of your co-workers.
  • “Yes, he tried to make a move on me again! Yeah, I keep telling him I have a boyfriend, but he doesn’t care, he said he’s the boss and I got to do what he says! I… I don’t know, but I’m pretty scared right now…”
  • He’s so mad, but in front of you he just smiles bluntly. So you two keep at that, both of you know something is really wrong, and just keep smiling trying not to worry each other.
  • But he won’t stay still knowing something bad can happen to you anytime. However, he’s really smooth.
  • So when he stopped by your work to bring you lunch, everybody liked him, even your boss, who invited him to a drink at his office.
  • “You’re the only man in your department, I suppose…” “Yeah, but it’s not as great as it looks, most of these girls are ugly, and the only decent one is pretty dumb, but hey, these are the best type, right?”
  • “I wouldn’t know, I can’t really see.” “Oh, sorry, dude. But yeah, there’s a girl here who’s very hot, but she plays hard to get, you know? It’s only a matter of time, wait and see.”
  • “I already told you I can’t really see.” His voice was low. “But there’s something here you don’t really need eyes to see. That very hot girl is not into you and she has a boyfriend, and you are a sexist jerk who’ll step away from her and from any other girl who works here if you know what’s best for you.”
  • “Or what?” V moved fast, placing his cane against the guy’s balls “Or else I’ll destroy these, since they are the only thing that you can count on to feel superior. Don’t test me.” And he got out of the office, letting the guy squirm in pain.
  • You never knew what made the guy finally back away, but deep inside you knew it had something to do with that day. He never denied or confirmed either.

@magnass asked: Bernie Wolfe + Who Do You Love (+ Escort!AU)

Everything goes quiet, it’s like I just can’t move
You say I might as well try it, there’s nothing left to lose
Nothing will change if you never choose

Concerning Yuu in the latest chapter...

Am I the only one who’s thinking that Yuu’s enthusiasm to destroy the world to bring back the Hyakuya kids is a little bit…out of character?

I mean, until now I saw Yuu as a caring, kind, people loving boy who’s the type to protect but not to sacrifice.

And now he’s talking about using an experiment that once caused the apocalypse and killed so many people, willing to destroy the world for his own selfish reason: To bring back his dead family.

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Perfect the way you are

Can you do a request where you are sensitive to being taller and fatter than the boys

[I decided to do this as a reaction sort of thing I hope you don’t mind, and I tried my best to fulfil the request that you wanted and I hope you liked it]


Originally posted by gukiee

He would see the way you seem to falter every time you’d looked in the mirror or just looked down at your body and this would actually upset him. Although he understands because of how beauty is portrayed in society he knows that you should’t view yourself negatively. Your body is your body and it’s perfectly fine the way it is and he would let you know that in a heart beat. “Y/n stop,” “stop what?” he’d raise his brow and tilt his head to the side. “You know what I mean,” you sigh. “I know you’re insecure about it but you shouldn’t be.” Namjoon smiles kindly at you “Everyone’s body type is different and all those things that people say that are supposed to make up a perfect body are all nonsense.” You fiddle with your fingers and bite at your lip, “but-” “but nothing y/n you’re beautiful and that’s that.”


Originally posted by jiminboi

Jin is one to be known for his confidence and a lot of the time you wish you had the amount of confidence that he had whenever you thought about yourself. “Jin how the hell are you so perfect?” you pouted. He grins and laughs at your words, “I was born this way,” he’d joked and a small smile formed on your lips. “What about you missy, you’re quite amazing yourself.” “Me? Please in what world?” You huffed a bit and slid down the sofa you sat on. Jin would be contempt “What do you mean?” Your lips were pressed together and small sigh escaped your lips. “I mean look at at me,” your hands made a gesture toward yourself. “I’m a girl that’s way too tall and doesn’t have the body that every guy strives for.” “Well I think you look fine,” he’s say sitting across from you. “You’re just saying that,you know how I feel about myself,” “Y/n look at me,” he held your chin and kept his eyes locked with yours. “You’re height is a unique thing that makes you beautiful and the same goes for your weight. And you should know that in the end it’s something that doesn’t really matter,” “You think so?” he nods and smiles sweetly. “I do, I want you to see yourself the way I see you and that is perfect.”


Originally posted by jeonsshi

When it comes to yoongi he would already know how you were sensitive towards your body and understood you. And he did his best to show everyday that your perfectly beautiful.But it never seemed to get through to you. It’s almost past eleven and yoongi was getting home late. He was tired but wanted to see you since you stayed up for him a lot. He calls your name waiting to hear your response but when he doesn’t hear you he assumes your asleep and makes his way to the room. He was expecting you to be all cuddled up in bed only to find you standing in front of the mirror with an unpleasant look on your face as you looked down at your body. “What are you doing?” his quiet voice would ask as he enters the room. “I hate this, I hate having to see this everyday when i wake up,” your voice cracks. Yoongi looks at you through the mirror with sad eyes and opens his mouth to speak but nothing comes out. “Why do I have to be like this?” you asked yourself. “Be like what, there’s nothing wrong with you.” Yoongi stands by you still  looking at you through the mirror. “But look at me my body is just too different then yours and everybody else’s.” Your eyes begin to sting with tears. “And what’s wrong with that?” he turns you to face him. “Y/n being different is a good thing you have your own beauty. You don’t need to be like or look like anyone else.” “You’re height and weight don’t define you y/n, you should know that.”


Originally posted by hobipd

Hobi is all about positivity so whenever he saw that you were down because of your insecurity he would instantly do all he can to let you know that’s it ok. “Y/n smile for me, please,” he says cutely. You gave a quick crooked smile making him pout. “C’mon y/n I’m trying to make you feel better here,” “and you are it’s just kinda hard when I know I’m not the things you tell me,” you admit to. He stood up suddenly and brings you up with him looking up at you with his serious eyes. “Don’t think that way you know I’d never lie to you.” You shrug a bit. “Well I know you don’t but it’s always hard to believe because I see myself as something other than beautiful,” “and that’s just it!” he says. “I know how you feel when it comes to your body but you need to stop thinking that it’s not great because it is! You just need to let yourself see that.”


Originally posted by kthmyg

As you know jimin was someone who was insecure about how he looked and always thought he needed to look a certain way to just to please everyone else so when he finds out how you’re sensitive towards your height and weight he wants to assure you that it’s ok. You’re perfect the way you are and he doesn’t want to see you feel ashamed and do anything drastic to change yourself. “Honestly y/n you need to stop being so negative about your body,” his arms crossed his chest. “But look at me jimin!,” “And I am and what I see is a perfectly normal and beautiful body!” He walks toward you and grabs your hands. “You are fine just like this. All those things you hear and see about the perfect body is all stupid there’s no such thing as a perfect body because everyone is different and that’s ok.”


Originally posted by mvssmedia

Taehyung wouldn’t like the fact that you’re constantly talking or thinking badly about yourself when it comes to your main insecurity. He understands where you’re coming from, everyone is insecure about something but he doesn’t want you to be always dragging yourself because of it. He’d always want to show you that you are pretty in anyway possible and want you to accept you for you. Flaws and all. “Y/n  can you come here!” you’d follow the sound of his voice calling for you until you found him standing in the bathroom. “Taehyung what are you doing,” “get in here,” he grabs your hand leading you in. “Ok now look  in the mirror.” You turn and meet with your own gaze and you feel like your stomach turns just by seeing the difference between you and him. “what do you see,” he asks. Your eyes fall on his “What is this?” you asked a little annoyed. “You didn’t answer my question,” he says still facing the mirror. You sigh “I see me, nothing special.” “WRONG,” Your brows furrow at him “how you asked me what I saw and I told you, just a very tall and-” “NO you’re not getting it!” he groans. “I wanted you look at yourself and see that you’re pretty the way you are.” He pouts a little making you smile just a bit. “You really think so?” “It’s a fact y/n.”


Originally posted by yoohngs

Jungkook can be insecure or sensitive about himself as well but can over come them little by little. And knowing how you are sensitive at the mention of you height and weight he’d would want to help you get over that and do his best to let you know that the way you are is completely normal and that there’s no need for you to worry so much about it. As you stood by him in the the kitchen reaching for a cup you couldn’t help but glance over and sigh. You felt little weird whenever you stood by him. Jungkook would take notice in your sudden change of mood and look at you. “You know I don’t mind that your’re taller,” he simply says and your eyes widened a bit. “I think it’s cute.” He winks at you. “Really, but what about..my you know,” you were too reluctant to say it. “I think it’s cute to, it’s all normal y/n nothing that you should be ashamed about.” he says with a reassuring smile

I know that this is probably a little different than what you requested but I hope you still liked it☺
Much love~💖

Just a quick thought on Takenaka. 

My first thoughts with this kid were “oh no he’s probably a romantic rival who’s using his powers to pursue the girl he likes” because that’s how the trope goes.

Once again, I’ve been played by ONE.

Takenaka seems a lot more like Mob than he does a stereotypical rival. The times that we see him using his powers to vent and yell at people are actually times when it was kind of appropriate? Like, the classmate who was shoplifting. He doesn’t actually seem to have abused his powers, so much as realized that hearing people’s true thoughts causes more relationship problems than anything.

Like, he seems to be legitimately trying to win over Tsubomi in the same way that Mob is trying? I don’t see how you can cheat at tennis with telepathy because so much of sports is muscle memory and happening too fast. (Which is a good reminder to us the audience that Tsubomi is her own character, and does not exclusively belong to Mob in any sense.)

So he’s trying to do like Mob–live a normal life without his powers.

He’s definitely a grouchy little brat, but like. I can kind of understand that too? Living a life where nothing is ever quiet, where you always hear the true thoughts of others, and know just how cruel people can be? I would be grumpy and jaded by middle school too.

Even to the Telepathy Club, I can kind of see why he’d not hold them in high esteem. I mean, he joined because he was hoping for companionship in his plight, only to find a bunch of lazy layabouts bumming away their time. (And while there was some indication that he was a lazy layabout too by the comment “you’re still the same” when he comes to the club room, arguably he really isn’t because like. He wasn’t actually coming in there to bum around.)

tl;dr: Takenaka is incredibly powerful, seems to have some kind of intact moral core, is apparently working to better himself to appeal to the girl he’s got a crush on, and mostly seems jaded, lonely, and grumpy. He’s not a flat Rival stereotype, and I think (hope) that he and Mob find friendship.

Take A Stand: Star of Ceartais Chapter 1: Dreams and Reality

(An/ Whoa that was quick! Thanks for clicking to continue the story, so without further ado let’s get cracking with this chapter. Thanks to @ziegelzeig and @nick-and-judy-daily for the art in this chapter)

Here’s the fanfiction.net link…https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12439999/2/Take-A-Stand-Star-Of-Ceartais

Chapter 1- Dreams and Reality.

Robyn needed to relieve some stress after pouring her heart out to Luna, the teen had retreated into her bedroom and began jabbing at the punching bag that hung from the ceiling. Luna was sitting on her sister’s bed playing a beat em’ up game on Robyn’s games console, the doctor wanted to stick around until Nick and Judy got home just so she could calm her parents down when they inevitably started telling Robyn off. “Man I miss videogames.” Luna sighed as she defeated her virtual opponent and waited for the next round to loud.

“Then when why don’t you buy a console? You’re rich enough.” Robyn replied, delivering a high kick to the punch bag.

“It’s having the time that’s the issue, between work, hanging out with my friends and making time for…” Luna began to answer absentmindedly before silencing herself, she was such a blabbermouth that she’d even snitch on herself sometimes.

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anonymous asked:

I want to ask why do you think that zuko is better for katara then aang? I think there both good for her but aang would be destroyed if she would go to zuko.

I’m not the most eloquent person out there so bear with me here. Also, please don’t take anything I say personally. For me these things are all just a matter of perspective on relationships, love, and your own lived experiences.    

First of all, I have absolutely nothing against Aang. The wonderful thing about Avatar was that all characters were perfectly flawed and yet still grew as the show progressed.

The thing is, Aang’s relationship with Katara romantically speaking did not; it was forced.

(very long post ahead. Read at your own peril. Can’t account for credibility or coherence) 

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A Change of Heart || Hoseok || Oneshot

Originally posted by chimneytaels

Word Count: 3153

Genre: fluff, oneshot

Summary: Hoseok wasn’t sure what love is until he realize that love was you.

(A/N): original was accidentally deleted.

To him, love was sporadic, useless, and extremely fickle. It was a game he liked to play when he got bored and it was easy. All he had to do was go to the dimly lit bar, have a drink or two, eye a couple girls and within the hour they’d willingly walk over, hair twirled around her finger and lip between her teeth as she giggled and replied to his lame attempts at conversation. Another hour would pass before they’d be on the dance floor and soon in a hotel room. The morning would come and he would leave with no trace that he was real and leaving his partners believing he was a beautiful dream that they could only crave to have again.

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anonymous asked:

MSR and 21 and/or 68 please!! 💕💕

21. “Don’t laugh. Do. Not. Laugh. This is not funny.”

It was something Mulder had always dreamed of - teaching his son how to play baseball.  He bought a mitt for Will when the boy was only six months old and kept it oiled and waiting.  Waiting for the day it would fit his little hand and they could play catch.

He started the kid off small, with lightweight plastic wiffle balls and giant bats that would develop his hand-eye coordination.  Will took after Scully in the size department though, and he stayed small through his toddler years, into kindergarten and first grade.  When he was six, he had a growth spurt, finally able to fit in the glove and finally able to hold a real bat without dropping it to the floor.

Mulder started him off with the tee-ball, standing behind his son and showing him how to swing and follow through and keep his eye on the ball.  It took awhile for Will to be able to follow-through without falling over, but he got the hang of it eventually.  It also took him awhile to open his mitt to catch a ball and not close his hand and his eyes when it was thrown at him, or just run away, but he got that too.  And then it was time to learn how to hit a pitch.

“All right, Will,” Mulder said, backing up from where he’d situated the boy at home plate.  “Just like we practiced.  Keep your eye on the ball, keep your weight on your back leg, bend that elbow.”

“Hips before hands!” Scully called, from behind the fence.

“Stop your distracting!” Mulder called back.

“You ready, son?” Mulder asked.


Mulder stepped back until he was a good eight feet away from the batter’s box and got ready to lob a soft pitch at Will.  “Eyes on the ball,” he said again, as he released an underhand throw straight down the center.

Will swung his bat, connected with the ball, and drove it directly into Mulder’s crotch.  Mulder dropped to the ground with a groan.  He grabbed his throbbing groin, in too much pain to even breathe.  When he looked up, Scully was above him, biting her lip.  She put her hands on his face and smoothed her thumbs across his brows.

“Breathe, Mulder,” she said, chuckling.  “Just breathe.”

““Don’t laugh.”  He groaned through gritted teeth.  “Do. Not. Laugh. This is not funny.”

“Dad, I hit it!” Will exclaimed, dropping to his knees beside Mulder.

Mulder cringed and rolled to one side, still holding his crotch for its own protection.  Scully rubbed his shoulder sympathetically, but kept chuckling.

“What’s wrong with Dad’s penis?” Will asked.

“Nothing!” Mulder protested.

“Your aim was a little too good, Sweetie.  Why don’t you go pick up your bat and get your glove.  We’re going to need to get Dad home and get him some ice.”

“Stop laughing,” Mulder said, as soon as Will was out of earshot.  “You have no idea.”

“I had a natural childbirth in the middle of a ghost town surrounded by super soldiers, Mulder.  We can talk about comparable pain when you’ve pushed an orange out of your urethra.”

“Give me your arm, let me help you up.”

“I can’t walk.  You’ll have to carry me.”  Mulder extended his arms up and Scully leaned down to let him embrace her and she kissed his ear.

“Get up, you big baby,” she whispered in his ear.  “Maybe later I’ll kiss it better.”

Mulder was on his feet faster than you could say ‘batter up!’

The End

anonymous asked:

sidon x short shy reader comfort scenario where reader feels inferior and sad please and also thank you sm ...

No problem sweetie! And if you ever need to talk about emotions that feel like they’re hard to get through, I’m glad to listen!

As for this ask, I’m going to stick to gender neutral pronouns until you correct me.

-Mod Pinks

Comforting tiny shy s/o who has thoughts of inferiority and sadness (Sidon) (Slight trigger warning at the beginning for negative thoughts of self worth)


This… this had not been a particularly cheery day. Being His Highness’s partner meant bringing a lot of attention from the citizens of Zora and beyond, something they were still trying to get used to. Usually walking around the city’s beautiful sites and taking in the atmosphere calmed them down but today…

Why them?
What was His Highness thinking?
They don’t belong.

…The elderly had a lot to say. To each other, obviously, as if they would ever give them the time of day. 

Ink met the paper as they continued writing, completing the task at hand. Sidon was a prince who would someday be King, which meant that they needed to be just as responsible as him. Completing reports and performing duties was something they usually didn’t mind doing, since it help their lover so much, but today…

His Majesty won’t appreciate if the papers are marked with water drops, let’s put it that way. 

(Name) leaned back against the chair, putting the pen down and staring at their hands in frustration, unable to wipe the tears falling on them. They’d always been shy, it was something they struggled with since they were young. And now, it brought them great sadness as they couldn’t find it in themselves to be angry at those words they had said.

Knock, knock

“(Name), may I speak to you? There’s a dignitary my father is sending me to meet and he- (Name)!” No, no, no! Quickly they turned away, wiping their eyes as quickly as they could. They couldn’t let him see them like this, they couldn’t!

“Please, (Name), what has happened? Are you hurt?” In less than 2 bounds he was before them, kneeling down and cupping their face in his hand. Concern grew as Sidon saw that his beloved tried to swallow down whatever had happened, trying to keep it to themselves. “Darling, I can only help you if you tell me what happened. Please. Let me help.”

His eyes never left theirs, searching for whatever truth there was within them. Damn it. They didn’t deserve his concern, his soft touch, his smile- any part of him at all. Those elders had more truth that they themselves knew. 

“Sidon, it’s… please, it’s… it’s nothing, just-”
“If it is nothing than why are there tears here? Beloved, please, do not hide from me. I want to help.”

“I….” Damn him and his gentle voice, barely even a whisper as he spoke to them. Damn their own cowardice, having to look away from that warm gaze to be able to speak. “I… I don’t deserve you… There’s nothing I’ve done or I could ever do to be good enough for you.”

What? Who- Have the elders said something? Beloved, you are above them, their words are little more than lies-”

“Are they though?!” Their gaze whipped back to him, his mouth agape as their fury overruled their shyness for the first time in a long time. “There’s not an ounce of a fighter within me, I have no experience being a leader, much less a ruler, not once have I done some great deed nor achieved some grand goal- the only thing I’ve ever done is somehow make you think that I’m good enough and I still don’t know why you think that!” Ragged breathes filled the room, the anger leaving them breathless. “They’re… they’re right. All of it, it’s… it’s true.”

Their head dropped, unable- no, unworthy- of continuing to hold his gaze, before the guilt hit them straight in the gut. No. No. They weren’t supposed to have told him, they were just supposed to keep it to themselves, not let him know how they were effected by it, just like a leader should. Goddess, the rumors were true, every ounce of them.

“(Name), look at me.”

Slowly, that warm hand tilted their head upwards before a pair of warm lips kissed them on the forehead softly. Sidon’s other arm wrapped around them and brought them close to him, hiding them away into the rest of him. For a moment, just a moment, the room was silent save for a couple of broken sobs and nightly noises from outside the window. (Name) gave a small squeal of surprise when they found that their legs no longer where on the ground. Instead, their entire body was inside of his grasp, held within his lap as they sat on the bed, warm in their Prince’s arms. Silence eclipsed them once more.

“Did I ever tell you of my sister and Link?” They looked up at him, unable to see over his chin as he continued. “The elders- everyone loved her. There wasn’t a single Zora who hated her. So when she died, everyone blamed the one who got her into the mess- Link. For a century, they spoke of how it was his fault, that he was the worst, that he was a monster who deserved to suffer. And when he came back, they turned their backs on him, refused to give him the time of day and spoke slander of him.”

“…What happened then?” Finally, Sidon looked down at them, with enough love in his eyes that they could feel themselves melt looking at him.

“He proved them wrong. Beloved, I can promise you that their words are just that. Words. Not based in fact but based in a hatred they nurtured over the years. But while they speak of hatred, I see that everyday you are proving them wrong. And that if anyone doesn’t deserve anyone, it is I who doesn’t deserve you.”
“What, have you lost-”
“How many other people do you think would willingly gain a hundred new duties and still love me? How many others hear such words and still continue caring for another’s well being?”

“(Name). People do not deserve people. They love them for their all. My heart is yours til the day it beats no longer. And while I cannot force you to see all that you are, I can stay with you and help you prove them all wrong your way- ah, what did I say, I’m sorry, are you well?” New tears were falling down their face, though this time there was no frown to be seen on them. Slowly they pulled away and reach up to kiss him on the chin.

“Thank you.”  A smile grew on his face, leaning down to kiss them on the forehead.

“For you, the world.” 

Highlights from All the Bright Places
  • Finch: .. it's only when I'm awake that I think about dying.
  • Finch: Worthless. Stupid. These are the words I grew up hearing. They're the words I try to outrun, because if I let them in, they might stay there and grow and fill me up and in, until the only thing left of me is worthless stupid worthless stupid worthless stupid freak.
  • Finch: This time will be different. This time, I will stay awake.
  • Finch: "My own brain is to me the most unaccountable of machinery-- always buzzing, humming, soaring roaring diving,, and then buried in the mud. And why? What's this passion for?"
  • Violet: "If all else perished, and he remained, I should still continue to be; and if all else remained, and he were annihilated, the universe would turn to a mighty stranger."
  • Violet: Like everything else that doesn't last, today is gone now, but it was a pretty good day.
  • Finch: You have to live your life like you'll never be sorry. It's easier to do the right thing from the start so there's nothing to apologize for.
  • Finch: I know life well enough to know you can't count on things staying around or standing still, no matter how much you want them to.
  • Finch: The problem with people is they forget that most of the time it's the small things that count. Everyone's so busy waiting in the Waiting Place. If we stopped to remember that there's such a thing as a Purina Tower and a view like this, we'd all be happier.
  • Finch: What if life could be this way? Only the happy parts, none of the terrible, not even the mildly unpleasant. What if we could just cut out the bad and keep the good?
  • Finch: (referring to "impending, weightless doom") I like the idea of something that can give you those feelings all the time. I want something like that, and then I look at Violet and think: There she is.
  • Finch: I walk through the black Indiana night, under a ceiling of stars, and think about the phrase "elegance and euphoria," and how it describes exactly what i feel with Violet.
  • Finch: I pull her in and kiss her the way I've always wanted to kiss her, a lot more R-rated than PG-13.
  • Finch: Ultraviolet Remarkey-able, I think I love you.
  • Finch: The future is uncertain, but that can be a good thing.
  • Finch (while strangling Roamer): You put me here. You did this. It's your fault, your fault, your fault.
  • Finch: If a song's meant to stay around, you carry it with you in your bones.
  • Finch (quoting Cesare Pavese): "We do not remember days, we remember moments."
  • Finch: Decca, sometimes there's beauty in the tough words-- it's all in how you read them.
  • Violet: People like Theodore Finch don't die. He's just wandering.
  • Violet: May your eye go to the Sun, To the wind your soul .... You are all the colors in one, at full brightness.
  • Violet: What a terrible feeling to love someone and not be able to help them.
  • Violet: I didn't know that my life forever changing would be because you loved me and then left, and in such a final way.
  • Violet: Just because they're dead, they don't have to be. And neither do we.
  • Finch: You make me love you, And that could be the greatest thing my heart was ever fit to do ....
  • : Theodore Finch-- I was alive. I burned brightly. And then I died, but not really. Because someone like me cannot, will not, die like everyone else. I linger like the legends of the Blue Hole. I will always be here, in the offerings and people I left behind.
  • Jennifer Niven: ... it is important to talk about what happened.
  • Theodore Finch: You are all the colors in one, at full brightness.
X-Files Fic: D’un Nouvel Oeil, Chapter Eight

Previous chapters: one | two | three | four | five | six | seven


Shortly after sunrise, Scully gives up on sleeping any longer and pulls herself out of bed, Mulder following behind her.  She hangs a sign on the cafe’s front door, informing her patrons that the restaurant will be closed for the day, and with Mulder by her side, she begins the long walk out of town to her mother’s farm.  Apprehensive about what she’ll find when they get there, she’s silent for the entire journey, and Mulder, wisely, does not push her to talk.

She’s relieved to see, as they approach the farm, that the animals are all still in their proper places: Philippe the draft horse is in his paddock along with the goats, the chickens are pecking about the yard, and when Scully peers into the barn, she sees that the farm hands have already gotten a start on the morning milking, even without her mother there to supervise.  She and Mulder take stools and settle in to help at once, and for a brief time, Scully simply concentrates on the task at hand, trying not to think about the fact that yesterday, Maggie had been sitting on the stool Mulder now occupies.  Her mother’s absence is a constant knife in her side, a loss felt so keenly that it makes her physically ill.

With the milking done, Scully arranges with the farm hands to make sure that all of the tasks once done by Maggie will be taken over, that the animals will get fed and watered, the cows will be milked, the eggs will be collected, and Philippe will be brought into the stable on cold nights.  And finally, when she can put it off no longer, Scully ventures cautiously into the farmhouse.

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Last Hope of Dead Hearts (aka Unsanctioned Fraternization)

This fic revolves around Evfra and Maria Ryder. This chapter is SFW. This fic contains spoilers. This fic clocks in at 9,452 words. Enjoy.

Thank you to my beta readers:

@gdi-bucky @kiibster @knjyasu @malvinnia

And extra thanks to @knjyasu. She’s the one I’ve been bouncing ideas off of. If it wasn’t for her I wouldn’t have even thought about writing this. I probably wouldn’t have jumped on the Evfra train at all.

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    Aya. Sovereign land of the angara. This place is beautiful,Ryder thought to herself as she leaned her arms against the railing of one of the balconies and looked outward. The view was stunning, and the setting sun was casting shadows that seemed to give everything a stunningly ethereal depth.

    This is what home should’ve looked like, she thought, the idea threatening to cast a melancholy blanket over her enjoyment of the view and turn it bitter. She dipped her head down and rubbed her hands over her face. She’d been at this Pathfinder thing for months now. She’d managed to do some amazing things. Some things that some might think were impossible. Starting a terraforming engine on a planet so that it could again become livable? That was about as impossible as it got.

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