why had i never seen that before

Kai Parker Imagine: Emotions Are Hard

In honour of Kai’s return here is a little imagine I wrote :)

Kai paced at the Salvatore Boarding House. He was in the kitchen, walking back and fourth whilst Elena and Damon looked on in confusion. They gave eachother a look. Damon was unsure if he should say anything. Usually Damon would come up with some cocky remark but he had never seen Kai like this.

“So why-” Damon was cut off by Kai before he could finish his question.

“If you haven’t already noticed I’m a sociopath.” Kai said calmly, his elbows on his knees. “I like being a sociopath. I’m not burdened by things like guilt….”

He stopped, but it still felt like he was going to say something. Damon stared him down, pushing him to continue.

“Lately…… I haven’t been able to get sleep. I’ve tried google for answers and it told me to write my feelings in a letter and burn it. So I started writing and this water started leaking out of my eyes like some weird alien leaking fluids.” He stressed, laughing a little as he finished his sentence. Elena opened her mouth to say something but closed it again.

“You cried?” Elena finally said, super confused and had no idea to talk to clearly distressed and also confused sociopath.

“Yes!” He exclaimed, smiling widely now. “You see, I kept thinking about Jo and Liv and how they’re doing and what I did to Luke. I need to apologise…. And…..”

He trailed off but stopped himself, bowing his head down. This caught Damon’s attention.

“Spit it out.” Damon edged on. Damon could already feel what he was about to mention. So did Elena. He was going to mention you and they knew it. The moment Kai had saw you he shamelessly flirted with you and tried to win your affections. He had a crush on you.

“I need to see Y/N.” He stated clearly. This mad Damon laugh really loud. You had Kai besotted without even realising it and with his new emotions all feelings were heightened for you.

You were Elena’s Bestfriend. He remembers the first time you guys met. He had destroyed the ascendant. You had instantly gained a hatred for him as you missed Bonnie dearly and Damon had told you about all the bad things Kai had done.

“Are you the devil?” You had asked, filled with anger and sadness. You had lost your only hope of getting Bonnie back.

“No, love. I’m worst.” He nonchalantly said, smirking at you. You had enjoyed the unwanted attention from the siphoner though, mostly because Elena was always first choice so you never were actually noticed. It felt nice for a change.

Now he was sat here, confessing his feelings to Damon and Elena, hoping that they would help him.

“Awwww, is a certain siphoner in love?” Damon mocked, clearly enjoying Kai showing some sort of weakness. Kai pouted at this, yet he couldn’t deny this.

“You don’t choose who you love.” Elena went with the kinder approach, making sure not to anger the psychotic witch. “We will help you with Y/N if you help us get Bonnie back.”

“I can’t I destroyed the ascendant.”

“Well, you’ll have to find another way. I mean it is her birthday and she is Y/N’s best friend.” Damon emphasised the BEST. Kai perked up at this guiltily and nodded.

Suddenly, you walked in happily but you stopped in your tracks seeing Kai there. He quickly stood up and put his hands in the front pocket of his jeans.

“You look nice.” He said awkwardly earning a confused glare from you and a murmured thanks. You wore a red lace up blouse with light blue ripped jeans and a pair of red converse. It was a casual outfit but Kai seemed to be awkwardly admiring you and smiling. You smirked at this, feeling you had some sort of power.

“He’s going to help us get Bonnie back.” Damon piped up. A happy grin spread across your face as you instantly perked up.

“Really?” You happily, questioned whilst your emotions perked up.

“Yep, love. We’re bring Bon Bon home.” Kai flirted, instantly feeling better that he had made you happy. This could be his chance to win you over.


                                            ~Part 9~

~2 Years Ago~  

And so the fight continued. The blond that had missed her attack earlier would try again, they were usually persistent when it came to getting a fresh source of blood. It was then easy enough for Carnage to anticipate the attack, jab the end of her knife into the throat of her attacker and fire off a few more shots towards the other vampires. She really didn’t expect it to be this easy.

  Meanwhile just outside the sponsors of the orgy had already slipped out back.

  Edda: Why are you freaking out? You are my maker and I’ve never seen you this panicked before Grace! What is a single hunter to one such as you? Didn’t you tell me that the powers of a vampire are only limited to how old one becomes-

  Gracie: Oh dear, you are more naive than I’ve always feared. Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear. You don’t realize what you are even doing.

  The older vampire shook her head in that disappointed fashion that a parent does when they’ve come to pity their child. She had taught Edda everything there was to know about being a vampire, she thought she had taught her well but found out that night that she had failed her.  

  Gracie: Oh dear, my sister was right about you. You believe in the old ways-

  Edda: Noelle? Ever since when do you listen to her? I don’t believe in the old ways or new! I believe in you! Are you so afraid of one hunter? I thought more of you. I suppose cowardice runs in the family…

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An important note on Slav:

I’ve made no secret over my love of Slav, but I’d like to make a distinction on why/how.  Because yes, it’s funny to see Mr Calm In Control Black Paladin lose his goddamn shit with him, but that’s not the core of why I like that dynamic.  Because Slav gets under Shiro’s skin in a way we’ve literally never seen at all before.  Like, we’ve seen him with people he despises, like Labos, but doesn’t snarl at like that.

And I think it comes down to this: Shiro and Slav both have anxiety disorders, with Shiro’s PTSD and Slav’s OCD.  But they way they deal with it/how it manifests is very different.  

Shiro puts a LOT of effort into minimizing his problems.  He works had to make sure no one around him sees it as much as possible, and he fears the way it might affect a mission or the people around him.  Shiro is very reserved with his anxieties, and feels like when they get out of control that it’s a personal failure, that he’s broken and a monster.

Slav, on the other hand, has no choice on the matter: He can’t function until his anxieties are dealt with, so he just deals.  He’s aware that it can and does annoy the people around him but that doesn’t matter, because it doesn’t matter to his OCD.  He’s gotta do what he’s gotta do.

In short, Slav is everything Shiro fears/hates about his own issues.  And I think that’s where a lot of Shiro’s irritation comes from.  Because yes, he’s in the way during a mission and they need to go, because they’re trying to defeat Zarkon and they have kind of a time limit, here.  But we never see Shiro lose it like that with other roadblocks.  Ever.

Because this is personal.

When I say I love Slav, it comes from a very genuine place.  I love that he does what he does, I love that he’s so smart and does so much weird stuff.  I love that he’s still so competent and effective, even when he’s doing something RIDICULOUS like smacking a massive taludiv (taluduv?) with a rock.

But at this point in his characterization, I don’t think Shiro can do anything but be annoyed with Slav.  Because how they deal - how their circumstances force them to deal - is so completely different and it literally goes against what Shiro has internalized as morally right (ie suppressing himself for the greater good).

And man, I want that addressed?  Like, it probably won’t be, but I’m looking forward to the chance to do so.  Because Shiro really needs a smack over the head for his actions, even if him losing his temper is funny.  And I think there’s a point where Shiro can really understand and emphasize with Slav, because they do come from a similar place.  

Plus, when Shiro can acknowledge that he’s in the wrong and he’s taking something that’s not Slav’s fault out on him, maybe he can get to the point where he can accept taking care of himself and letting himself react and deal openly is okay.

This has been your daily Notice on Slav.

no offense but i wish taylor nation prioritized picking fans for special events that have never met taylor or been picked for events before. with all the complaining the past few days its evident that people who’ve been selected for things in the past are being picked yet again while people who have never had any such opportunity just sit back and wonder why are the same people being picked for these things? of course there’s new people in the mix being selected, but when making the selection it should really consider how recently you’ve met her or seen her live, and taylor nation should be asking that. i’m not saying you only get to meet taylor once or you only get to go to these events once and that’s it. i just want those people who haven’t had these amazing opportunities to be considered and picked before you even think about picking people who’ve met her before or whatever. that’s it.

So I was rewatching episode 1 after the GIANT PLOT TWIST on episode 10 and a weird (and cute) thought came into my mind.

I know that Maccachin is a lovely dog and would probably be friends to any stranger around, but after episode 10 I was imagining Victor staring at all those pics from the banquet every night and showing them to Maccachin, and sighing: “Oh, this guy, Maccachin… this guy saved my boring night. I’ve never had so much fun in a banquet like that. He is just so funny and beautiful and sexy and amazing… why doesn’t he contact me again? Where is he? I thought he really wanted me to be his coach and to see me again…”

(Poor lonely Victor has Maccachin as his best, if not only, real friend)

And then Maccachin finally meets that guy opening the front door: “Oh, gosh, you’re my owner’s boy! IT’S YOU! PLEASE BE MY OWNER TOO AND MARRY HIM, I’VE NEVER SEEN HIM SO HAPPY BEFORE, PLEASE DANCE WITH HIM AGAIN AND MAKE HIM THAT HAPPY EVERY DAY!”

Maccachin might have been the very first Victuri shipper.

Right so I’ve made posts about this before but I just wanted to say something, speaking as someone who has never had credit stolen and has really only seen a couple friends experience that as well. My point being, I’m not just coming from some emotional self righteous place. I’m coming from a place of being a human being who believes in the common sense that if somebody created something, they should get credit for it. A fact which is apparently lost on or ignored by many people.

Let’s get some things straight:

  • Tagging or captioning something “not mine” does not make it okay to post without credit.
  • Saying “thanks but that’s not mine” when people compliment your post does not mean you’re giving credit.
  • People who create original content deserve to be credited. Some posters may have spent hours creating something, only to watch it be posted by someone who didn’t put in any of that effort, and gain recognition and likes and what have you without crediting the person who made it exist in the first place.
  • It doesn’t matter if it’s a photograph or a drawing (those seem to be the most common). Give credit to the creator.
  • It takes. So. Little. Time. To credit. Ideas in descending order according to length and effort:
    • Reposted from ____
    • Originally from ____
    • Posted by ____
    • Credit to ____
    • From _____ (that’s literally four letters, plus a link or username. I think you can handle that)
  • If you can’t find the original post via reverse Google search, at least link back to the source URL. It’s simply the decent thing to do.
  • Who really enjoys stupid, stressful arguments over credit? The offenders get defensive and mad, the posters get hurt and even angrier, and it all could be prevented by the simple act of crediting.
  • Like seriously. If for no other reason, just credit the damn person to avoid clogging people’s dashes with angry posts, wasting everyone’s time in blocking you, and getting into fights with internet people you’ll never see in real life.
  • Isn’t plagiarism bad? I mean the school system, internet, and life failed you drastically if you’ve never heard of plagiarism. People get suspended, failed, and expelled for it. So clearly that’s not cool.
  • As a final note, it would be very nice of you to even consider ASKING permission *gasp* before reposting. What a NOVEL idea! Let’s look at some options, shall we?
    • I wish I could *insert skill here* like you. Maybe you could give me some pointers? In the meantime would it be okay if I reposted this for inspiration/reference?
    • Hi! I really love this post and I was wondering if I could repost it to my *insert social media here*
    • Hey! Do you mind if I repost this? (oh DAMN look at that, that one took me less than 30 seconds to type. Holy shit the miracles of giving credit)

Long story short, JUST GIVE CREDIT. I cannot wrap my mind around why people find this such an insurmountable burden. Usually you got the photo directly from the source anyway, so you know where it came from. And it takes less than 5 minutes to do a reverse Google image search; if you can’t find ANY information, either consider not posting it and asking permission to repost something else, or at least put down the URL to indicate that this is not original content.


P.S. Give credit. Please.


I’ll admit, the end of this episode in regards to Makkachin was seriously upsetting. I was truly torn between whether Viktor should stay or go. That aside, I found another part of this episode particularly moving- the relationship portrayed between Yuri and his grandpa.

Earlier in the series, we were introduced to their relationaship through a flashback Yuri had while he was under a waterfall, trying to discover what Agape meant to him. In this instance, Yuri showed love and respect for a person on screen like we had never seen before.

When Yuri reintroduced his grandpa in this episode, we saw that Yuri’s respect for his grandpa hadn’t wavered. We could see his excitement in seeing his grandpa again in the way he jumped on him, then apologized when Yuri realized he hurt his back. I can’t recall another time in the series when Yurio apologized to anyone.

Now, why was Yurio so upset when his grandpa left before he performed? Because he’s Yurio’s inspiration for Agape. But why is his grandpa alone his inspiration for Agape?

I suspect that for some reason, Yuri’s grandfather has been the only family member supporting him.

Yuri probably doesn’t have anyone else, be it due to his family just not caring or them being dead. That is the real reason why Yuri is so upset, and rightfully so. Because the physical manifestation of his agape left him before he could perform, and he doesn’t even know why.

Why I sleep with my bedroom door shut.

My parents divorced when I was eight years old. They had just purchased a house together in the woods in Walker, Louisiana, which is twenty or so miles from Baton Rouge. After seeing his subsequent relationships, I realize that this is something my father does when his marriage is rocky- he sells his house and then buys or builds a new one for the sake of distraction. I’ve actually seen it work for him. Once engaged in a new project and excited by the possibilities, his wife might forget to ask why he was out so late, who he was with, and why he smells like another woman’s perfume. But this time, his trick didn’t work. My mother had had enough. I don’t even think we lived in that house in the woods for a full year before my mother suggested he go stay with his whore instead.

I wasn’t terribly upset by this. My father and I had never been close. He was a no-nonsense high school coach, and I was bookish and skinny and weird. Far from the athlete he’d wanted. Though, to be fair, he didn’t try to push me into sports or pressure me to follow football. Instead, he ignored me entirely in favor of my little brother, Trent, who seemed like he was born with a ball in his hand. Trent didn’t play one sport, he played all of them, starting when he was merely a toddler. I never resented either of them for this, I merely mention it to help paint a picture of my brother. If Trent and I had been one person, we’d be a very well-rounded individual. Me, precocious and dreamy and even-tempered. Trent, sporty and rough and emotional, living up very well to the reputation that came with his bright red hair even when he was still in diapers. You couldn’t have two more opposite children. But we loved each other fiercely, particularly in the early years of our parents’ divorce. Though there were three bedrooms in this house in the woods, Trent and I shared one, not wanting to be separated.

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“Suga, I’m not understanding why you are like this. Are you jealous?” you screamed at him.

Yoongi was a very jealous guy. And after he had seen you speaking and flirting with Namjoon, he became upset. Very upset. But he wasn’t even your boyfriend…that was ridiculous!  Why was he acting like that?

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Negan comes to Alexandria with his men to take half your stuff, just like he promised Rick he would do. While there, he meets you, someone who wasn’t in the line-up. He takes an immediate interest in you when he hears you swearing just as much as he does. You know you should hate him, so why can’t you?

Negan x Fem!Reader

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OK I HAVE A REALLY GOOD THEORY THAT CAME TO ME IN THE MIDDLE OF CLASS (I literally saw the word Homer and this just appeared)

So we know that Scott went missing along a different time span than the OA, and Homer did too. The reason the boys were questioning the story was because they didn’t add up… but what if they didn’t need to?
There is a theory circling around about how the original 5 and the second 5 are on different timelines, represented by French looking in the mirror and seeing Homer while he was in Cuba. French had never seen Homer before, so how could he know what he looks like? Also why would he see him while he was in Cuba? I believe that while French is looking around the OA’s house is (in a different dimension) Homer in Cuba.
My theory is that Hap’s basement is in a different timeline.
Scott /DID/ get kidnapped (I believe they said in 2004)
But once he entered Hap’s basement the time changed.
This is probably out there, but if it were true that would mean Scott got home safely.

Last night after Ghostbusters, I stopped to talk to one of the young men about my age. (We had previously established that we both had an interest in film, and he was a relatively well-mannered individual who gave me some recommendations for research websites.) We were both enthusiastic about the film and its quality, but suddenly he stopped and frowned.

“I’m just not sure about Kevin,” he said in confusion. “He’s kind of pointless, isn’t he? Why did they need a character like that? I’ve never seen anything like it before…”

I gaped at him briefly. “Haven’t you ever heard about the Dumb Blonde Trope?”

He wrinkled his nose. “Yeah, but isn’t that typically for…” His eyes got wide, and he looked at me in absolute terror. “Oh.”

“Oh” is right, buddy.

Zen x MC: Learn to Trust

This is a request from a cutie anon:
“ Hello, sweetie. Can’t you write a fanfic about Jumin/Zen have a big fight with MC?? I need more angst in my life omg ;;A;; because I live angst so so much and I love your fiction too omg they are so great that I wanna cry.. “

I chose Zen because I haven’t written anything for him yet~

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‘There she goes…again’. I mumbled in my mind when I saw MC picked up her phone again as if she was desperately waiting for someone’s call. She had been like this for a couple days now, which made me feel kind of worried. I loved her with all my heart and she had always been so supportive to me. However, that was also the reason why I was so scared. Scared of losing her. Scared of her falling out of love with me. I had never seen her on the phone as much before until a few days ago. I couldn’t help but let the seed of doubt inside me grow slowly. I couldn’t confront her… I didn’t know why but I just didn’t. The next day, and the next of next day, she still acted strangely. Always on the phone messaging someone, taking calls while I wasn’t presented, going out secretly. This couldn’t be it right? I mean…she would never cheat on me right?

That was…until one morning. I couldn’t take it anymore and my last straw broke. At first, we were only talking face to face, both were calm but at some point, MC’s stubbornness got the better of me and I raised my voice at her. I couldn’t even remember what was going on my mind. Words just kept spilling out of my mouth.

“If you’re not seeing someone behind my back, then why are you acting so strange and distant lately!? Huh? Because I was right!! And you know it!”
“Stop it Zen! I told you it was nothing like that! And I told you that you will understand everything tonight!”
“Are you gonna leave? Are you gonna introduce whoever it is to me?”
“Zen! You’re not even calm to listen to me. How am I gonna make you understand!!? More than that…how could you even doubt me?”

There was sadness in her eyes, but I was too blinded by anger to realize. Before I knew it, I was already at the peak of anger and I snapped.

“You don’t need to say anything more, MC.”

Then I took my jacket and went to work, leaving MC behind with tears on the verge of falling. The door shut close with a loud bang. That whole day, my mind was else where and I couldn’t focus on acting at all. I was scolded by the director so many times and there was scenes that had to be retaken not just once. I felt so mad and helpless. However, as time pass, night came and stars appeared in the sky, I suddenly remember the sky I saw with MC for the first time ever when she came to visit me after I got injured. Then, one by one, memories started flooding back. It made me feel love swelling up in my chest all over again, just like when I started falling for MC and wanted to protect her like a hero in shining armors. Though the anger was still lingering, I went back home to smooth things out with MC. The moment I turned on the light in the living room, the first thing I saw was the colorful decorations everywhere. Then I saw food and drinks on the table, there was also a cake in the middle with chocolate writing: “Happy Birthday my Zen the Knight <3″. Instantly, a smile found its way on my lips. However, there was something missing. I looked around and saw all the RFA members around with a super concerned look on their faces.

“H-hey guys. What’s happened?”
“U-um… We planned this surprise birthday party for you with MC and we came early as promise, but it’s been a couple hours and she was nowhere. We tried calling and message her…”

MC planned this party with everyone as a surprise…for me? Was it why she had been acting strange and secretly? No. No no no! I shouldn’t have doubted her and snapped at her this morning. My face turned pale and I felt numb for a long moment. She was telling me the truth this whole time but I just chose to doubt her instead of listening patiently. What had I done!? I ran out of the house just as fast as how I left this morning why calling MC. I called so many times that I lost count and I started losing hope. But I decided to call one last time anyway. I stopped at an alley to catch my breath and calm myself down. I didn’t expect MC to pick up because she was rejecting every single phonecall from me. But…my heart almost stopped when I heard a beep, and her voice followed after.

“Z-Zen? *sobs*”

She was crying…because of my stupid jealousy.

“M-MC! Where are you right now? E-Everyone told me and I understand what you meant now. So please tell me where you are. I’m so sorry for getting mad at you. And I’m sorry for doubting you, even just one second…But I don’t want to lose you! Never! So ple-”
“I’m at the cafe where you took me to on our first date.”
“A-alright! Wait for me there, my love.”

I was already running when she told me the location. Now, I just hoped I could make this up to her. She was obviously crying and probably calmer than she was this morning. This whole mess happened because of me so I had to fix this. The cafe came into sight as I took a turn, that was also when MC exited the cafe and stood in front to wait for me. God, I really do love her so much. Just seeing her from afar was enough to get me crazy.


I yelled her name and pulled her into my strong embrace. I apologized again and again. I kissed her hair and her forehead again and again, not minding the people who were around.

“Z-Zen. That’s enough.”
“Are you getting shy? So adorable! I’ll keep doing it until you forgive me, my baby lamb.”

This time, I gave her a sudden kiss on the lips. Oh no, the beast…

“Geez~ Zen! Alright, I forgive you. But you still have to make it up to me. I’m still mad that you doubted me!”

Ohmygod that pout and puppy face! So cute!!

“I know I know. I will definitely make it up to you, okay? Now, let’s go home. Everyone is worried and probably starving by now.”

I took her small cute hand in mine and entwined our fingers. I gave it a tight squeeze as if I was scared if I let it go, she’d disappear. Today, I learned a lesson the hard way of how to trust your loved one. I should be straightforward and tell her whatever was bothering me so we could work things out instead of bottling it up and letting it spilled at one point. It would destroy our relationship if either of us wasn’t be honest. If one person loved another person, they would accept everything about them, no matter it’s theirs flaws or weakness. And I knew, that my only love was MC. I made a promise to myself that this big mistake would be the last one because I was going to trust her and love her even more strongly from now on. I gave her a gentle smile when I turned to look at her and she smiled cutely back at me and it was all it took to (almost) unleash the beast inside me.


“I can’t help it! You’re too cute!”

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And there ya go~ I hope you enjoyed it. Though I think there wasn’t enough angst in this right?

anonymous asked:

Doesn't it bother you that westallen are a bit incest

oh my god i’m tired. y’all are gross. for fucks sake why is this such a hard concept for people? joe giving his daughter’s best friend a home when he lost his parents do not make them incest/siblings. i know you racists wish that was the case. but it’s not. barry has never seen iris has his sister. only his best friend.

and the girl

he has always

been in love with

even before he had to live with them. 

Not So Simple (Part Three)

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Pairing: Lin-Manuel x Reader

Summary: Who the fuck is Paul?

Note: ANOTHER PART HERE WE GO, KIDS. As always, thanks to Cass aka @letsgiggletogether​ aka my favorite human being aka a LEGEND for being such a huge help and for always being willing to proofread my word garbage. 

Word Count: 2,001

Ps there is a specific scene in this where if you’ve seen that picture of Lin floating around wearing a white tank top (you know the one) you will understand why I threw that detail in there OKAY BYYYYE

Somehow, the sex started getting better after that. You didn’t know whether it was the fact that you had come onto him so strong that night or the kitchen sex the next morning (you’d never done it on a countertop before, what a thrill), but whatever had been holding you back was now gone.

You stopped being able to predict where his hands were going to be at any given time and you kept trying new things (some of which failed and left you both in heaps of laughter and some of which definitely worked). It was the best and most sex you had ever had with someone before. By a long shot.

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I can’t believe that I had never seen this before. I fucking choked on my tea and had to try not to cough it all over my laptop