with me it's been going to school and going home for the last 3 years ;_;

Good Things that Happened in 2016

·         New chemotherapy breakthroughs have increased the 5-year survival for pancreatic cancer from 16% to 27% (and is getting better)

·         Scientists figured out how to link robotic limbs with the part of the brain that deals with intent to move so people don’t have to think about how they will move the limb, it can just happen.

·         Child mortality is down everywhere and it keeps going down.

·         Thanks to the ice bucket challenge the gene responsible for ALS has been found, meaning we are closer to an effective treatment. Let me rephrase that: we are close to getting a treatment for a very bad disease because a lot of people (including really hot celebrities) got wet.

·         A solar powered plan circumnavigated the world.

·         Michael Jordan donates 2mil to try and help bridge connection between police and the community.

·         Tiger numbers are growing.

·         And manatees.

·         And pandas.

·         Pakistan has made strides toward outlawing honor killings.

·         70,000 Muslim clerics declared a fatwa against ISIS.

·         Pokemon Go players went insane with placing lure modules near hospitals for sick kids.

·         California is now powering over 6 million homes with solar power, a record in the US (and that is the tightest shit)

·         Volunteers in India planted 50 million trees in 24 hours.

·         Apparently world crime as a whole has drastically declined as a whole in the last couple of decades.

·         Coffee consumption has been proved to help curtail cancer and suicide rates.

·         Speaking of coffee Starbucks figured out how to donate perishable food in a food safe way.

·         500 elephants were relocated to a better, safer and bigger home.

·         We made massive strides in Alzheimers’ prevention (my grandmother literally told me that scares her more than getting cancer this is very good news)

·         The ozone layer is repairing itself and all the work we did to get rid of those aerosol chemicals was actually worth it.

·         A new therapy developed in Israel could cure radiation sickness.

·         The Anglican church resolved to solemnize same-sex unions the same as opposite-sex unions which required a super majority of all three orders of the church (lay, clergy, bishop).

·         The Rabbinical Assembly issued a resolution affirming the rights of transgender and non-conforming individuals.

·         Precision treatments for cancer are hitting clinical trials and WORKING (as someone who’s had relatives with cancer this is the best news)

·         Dentists are once again providing free care to veterans who need it.

·         The Orlando Shakespeare Festival showed up with angel wings to block funeral-goers for the Orlando Pulse victims, view from anti-gay protesters

·         Rise Women’s Legal Centre opened

·         Death by heart disease has decreased by 70% in the United States

·         Two brothers saw color for the first time thanks to specially-designed glasses

• Portugal ran its entire nation solely on renewable energy for four days straight

·         A retiree is launching a project to transport 80 endangered rhinos to an Australian reservation to save the animals from poaching

·         An Afghan teacher has been delivering books via bicycle to villages that lack schools

·         Harriet Tubman is going to replace Andrew Jackson on the $20 bill.

·         200 strangers attended the funeral of a homeless WW2 veteran with no family

·         A teen battling cancer married his sweetheart

·         Bank firm pays for college tuition for the children of employees who died in the 9/11 attacks

·         New medicine has been shown to increase melanoma survival rate to 40%

·         Over 800 Boko Harem Hostages were rescued by Nigerian Army

·         Toys R Us is Offering Quiet Shopping Hour for kids with autism this holiday season

·         Volunteers made special tiny Halloween costumes for NICU babies

·         A 4-year old befriends a lonely man and helped him heal after losing his wife

·         Families grew

·         People survived c ancer

·         People overcame depression

·         Any kind of victory, even if it affects only one person,  is a victory

·         Now for the pop culture good news

·         LEONARDO DICAPRIO WON AN OSCAR! EVERYONE READING THIS LIVED LONG ENOUGH TO SEE LEO FINALLY GET WHAT HE DESERVED

·         There’s a new Harry Potter book

·         And a movie

·         Harry Potter has no plans on vanishing with time

·         This sweet father gave candy to passengers on a flight so his little girl could trick or treat on Halloween

·         LET ME TALK ABOUT ALL THE KICK ASS MOVIES WE GOT THIS YEAR OH MY GOD

·         Kung Fu Panda 3, this franchise is still going strong despite that its about a panda played by Jack Black

·         Jungle Book. The amazing remake none of us saw coming

·         Finding Dory. I haven’t seen it yet but I’ve heard good things

·         Kubo and the Two Strings. Haven’t seen that yet as well but its Laika so I know it’s a masterpiece

·         Deadpool. The beautiful and super accurate R-rated marvel film

·         Captain America: Civil War. Seriously is the best marvel movie yet in my opinion I need more.

·         Zootopia. Oh don’t mind me I’m just a movie that tackled the issue of racism and not only game changed animated films but also made a billion dollars

·         The Hamilton Mixtape is coming out. Which is a bunch of artists singing songs from the musical (Sia, Usher, Regina Spketor, etc.) I’m excited.

·         A personal victory for myself, I joined Tumblr and met angels in blog form so…that’s uplifting.

·         And I met my favorite voice actor at a con which was a bucket list accomplishment.

Good Things that have yet to happen this year

·         Birthdays

·        Thanksgiving

·         Black Friday

·         Moana

·         Christmas

Good things that have nothing to do with the year but will hopefully make you feel better

·         Puppies

·         Chocolate

·         Rainbows

·         Rain (I like listening to rain it’s one of the most calming sounds)

·         Cartoons

·         Kissing

·         Music

·         Friends

·         FF: If you are a religious person you are an imperfect masterpiece

·         FF: If you are not then you are a splendid coincidence

·         Any year spent with loved ones be they family or friends is a good year. Trust me.

·         ”A laugh can be a very powerful thing. Why, sometimes in life, it’s the only weapon we have” –Roger Rabbit

#NeverForgetTheGood


*Plz feel free to add other good news (even if it’s something small like you ate cheesecake THAT is good news)

*at the end of the year I plan to remake this list with new things, fixed mistakes and links but will be posting from my side blog @iamrainbow
friendship bracelets // stiles stilinski

Summary: Stiles & Y/N discover that true love isn’t anything like they expected it to be

Requested: no

Pairing: Stiles & Y/N

Warning: yes, mature language, themes, & smut

Masterlist

When he was 3 years old, he watched in amazement as the big truck pulled up to the curb of the suburban neighborhood he called home. With his nose pressed against the glass he watched two men step out of the truck and start unloading boxes onto the driveway. The simple action fascinated him for reasons he couldn’t explain.

The sun caught the exterior of the bright red minivan that pulled into the driveway, causing him to squint. He couldn’t believe his eyes when a girl hopped out of the backseat.

“Woah.” He mumbled against the glass, his hot breath causing it to fog up. Quickly wiping it away, he watched as she danced around the lawn while the rest of her family started moving boxes. Her pigtails bounced behind her as she ran around.

“Stiles? What are you doing?” His dad asked curiously. Before he could answer, his father noticed the moving truck and family moving in across the street. “Wanna go say hi?” His father offered, placing a hand on the small boy’s shoulder. Nodding furiously, he smiled up at his father. 

Keep reading

“You’re a terrible father” - Tony Stark x Daughter!reader

Love the idea. And really, I kinda take any requests :D. Thank you for this one, it’s right here, hope you like it :

_____________________________________________________________________

It was the twentieth fucking time you tried to call your father, Anthony Stark, and you fell, once again, on his stupid voice saying that he was “too busy to answer” and that he’d “call back” but “probably not”. Damn that man. 

In your entire life on this Earth, you were pretty sure he never picked you up on time somewhere. Never, ever. He was just always late, so much that you came up with a trick of actually telling the wrong times for him to be on time. If something was at 6pm, you’d tell him it was at 4. But even with that trick, he still often managed to be fucking late. Which is why most of the time, your stepmother came to get you. But Pepper, wasn’t available today. 

You smiled, thinking about your “stepmother”. You were so glad she was in your life, being pretty sure that if your dad never had the help, he probably would have lost custody of you before you reach the age of 1…You considered Pepper your real mother. You never met your biological mom as she just dumped you in front of your dad’s house, with a note. One paternity test later, and it was confirmed you were his…You were the first step to his transformation, the first to help him become the man he was today. Better. 

So you grew up with Pepper around. She filled in brilliantly the mother role, even before she actually started dating your father (you remember the day you finally convinced him to just tell her his feelings, and smiled).

You were just so glad she was there. Being Tony Stark’s daughter wasn’t the easiest thing ever. He was quite…peculiar. He always took good care of you, even when he was still in his “I’m a drunk, but I’m a genius so it’s ok” days. He was always there for you (even if late to the party), but the pressure of being the daughter of someone that famous was always difficult for you, especially since your biological mother was MIA…Everyone always expected so much of you, to be a genius like him, to change the World like him, and they always asked the same fucking questions about your mother and blahblahblah…While you just wanted to be normal. Which is why you hid the fact that you were a genius too, and helped him a lot on the design and montage of his latest suits. 

Being Tony Stark’s daughter wasn’t easy, and Pepper Potts always got your back. Helping you avoid paparazzis, talking to you about things you just couldn’t ask your father, telling you everything was going to be OK when you were wondering why your dad fell asleep in his own vomit, dead drunk etc etc…She was just always there for you when your dad wasn’t. 

Fortunately, since those times where you were afraid you’d lost your dad to alcohol, he greatly improved. Since he got involved with the Avengers in fact. People like Captain America helped in the transformation that begin the day he discovered he was a father. It made him want to be better, to not make and sell weapon anymore, but to create things that would help the World and its inhabitants. To stop drinking and wasting his precious health. To become a role model for people, and not just because he was that cool rich dude, but because his action inspired people to do better too. 

But one thing he never fucking improved, was his damn habit of being late all the time. After calling him one more time and him not answering, you were about to just hitchhike back home when your phone rung. It was him. At the sound of his voice when you picked up, you knew he knew he screwed up. It was easy to know though, he often screwed up. He was (became) a good dad, but damn he made so many mistakes. You didn’t mind much. Except when he was late, you hated waiting. He shyly said :

-Hello baby girl…Something you needed ? 

-Oh yeah. I just have one question for you. 

He could hear in your voice that you were…sour, and carefully asked : 

-Yes ? 

-Did you like…forgot about me ? I’ve been waiting for you to pick me up from college for almost two hours. It’s 8 dad. You’re a terrible father…

You made sure to make your last sentence sound like it was a joke, not wanting your dad to feel too bad, just a little bit. You knew he was self-conscious about the education he gave you, afraid he didn’t do enough…When really, he did. It wasn’t always the best, but it was his best. 

Silence on the line. You heard him put the phone away from his mouth, swear a little bit, and take it back to his face.

-I’m so sorry honey, I was so caught up in…

-Working on a new suit, I know. Can you just come pick me up please ? Or maybe I should just call Steve ? 

-I’m on my way. 

You smiled as you hung up the phone. Your father didn’t really approve of your new relationship with one of his superhero colleague, Steve Rogers. You met him at the Avengers’ tower one day, and you guys just got really well along. He was a bit older, just a few years (well, technically, decades older…), and Hawkeye and Black Widow convinced him to ask you out, hoping it’d piss your father. They were right. But here’s the thing, you were a Stark, stubbornness was written in your DNA, so you just didn’t care at all and went on a date with Cap’ anyway. It went wonderfully. Six months later, you were officially together. And there’s nothing your dad could do about it (except clumsily trying to make you two break up, and not succeeding at all).

If you wanted to annoy your dad, you just had to pronounce Steve’s name lovingly, and he was gone for hours of rant about how, out of respect, someone should never date  a friend’s daughter…But deep down, he was happy it was a gentleman such as Captain America that caught your heart, at least, he knew he was a good guy. Not like him at all, which was good. 

After a few more minute, you heard the sound of your father’s car, and you stood up from the wall you were sitting on. 

He parked on the side of the road and rolled down his window to show you two nice warm cup of coffee. 

-I got coffee…As an offering of peace ? 

You rolled your eyes and got into the car, snatching both cups from his hands. You fucking loved coffee. He gave you a look meaning : “really ? Watch your caffeine intake girl”, and you gave him a look meaning : “F’ you, you’re late, I love coffee, everything is for me”…You guys communicated a lot with just your eyes. People always were kinda freaked out that you could hold entire conversation by just moving your eyes and eye brows. 

Your dad stayed silent for a minute, thinking about what he could say without pissing you off too much. He knew you really didn’t like small talk. 

-So…how was school ? I still don’t understand why you’re doing an English major, by the way…

-School’s going great. Had lunch with Steve, he wasn’t late. And I chose English by pure contradiction spirit. People expected me to get into engineering and shit, I definitely wanted to disappoint them. And besides, I don’t need to learn thing I already know, do I ? So…English and language in general. 

-…I guess it makes sense. You had lunch with Cap ? I thought he went back to New York. 

-He’s going back tomorrow, for a few days. And yeah, he made me great sandwiches. 

-Sandwiches…Lame. I’d have make you…Osso Bucco or something.

-Osso Bucco ? Really ?

-Yes. Or something else. Come on anything is better than just sandwiches.

-Yeah, maybe, but he was on time.

-Ok I get it. Sorry once more. Won’t happen…

-Don’t you dare say it won’t happen again, because it always happen, no matter. I told you I was getting out at 3, even though my last classes ended at 6…and you still managed to be late. 5 hours late. Most impressive. 

-I’m sorry. 

-Yeah you already said that. 

-I mean it. 

-I know dad, I know…

Silence. You two were so alike, and yet so different. Physically, in one glance it was easy to see you were related. You basically were a female version of him. Mentally, you thought a lot the same way, but you were…Nicer. Less pretentious. He’d say you were too nice, and not confident enough. 

-You know, I’m really trying. 

-Yes dad. I know. Don’t worry, it’s ok. Those two hours waiting outside actually gave me enough quiet time to work on…a little project. 

-Yeah ? 

-Yeah. 

You took out of your bag blueprints you made for an idea you suddenly had for a new suit…And he smiled. 

-Brilliant. 

-I know.

He smiled. You were a lot like each other, and yet different. He’d say you took all of his good sides, none of his bad. 

You quickly forgave him for his tardiness as you both got completely focus on your new project, and also because…Well, he was your dad. No matter what he did, you’d always forgive him. Besides, contrary to some people’s belief, he was mostly a good dad. Sometimes a prick, like a lot of father, but always there. Late, but there. You didn’t had a flawless education, but hey, it was still pretty great…

It wasn’t easy being Tony Stark’s daughter, but you wouldn’t have it any other way. 

Modern Animorphs AU (part 2)

@jollysunflora : The second half of my complete list of modern AU Animorphs headcanons, approximately one per book.  

28. “Ax,” Marco says, “How come you can roll out ‘venti dulce de leche dark-chocolate frappuchino extra whip’ without batting an eye, but you giggle every time you have to say the word ‘soy’?”

  • “It has so many vowel—owl?—sounds, in so little space,” Ax says.  “That long sssssssssss, so pleasant on the tongue, but then that odd oooyyy ooy-yah?  All in the back of the mouth.  Very strange.  Sssoooy.  Ssususs-oooyaaa.”
  • “Also, he’s moved on from the frappuchinos,” Tobias adds.  “Now he keeps spending all our hard-stolen bitcoins on espresso mack… mach…”
  • “Espresso macchiato con panna,” Ax explains.  “Doppio.”

29. Cassie feels herself sweating as she props the laptop across the room from her, tools laid out and Ax unconscious on the table.  She never expected to find a YouTube video on how to perform brain surgery—and to be honest, it’s actually about “how neurosurgeons perform an orbitozygomatic craniotomy,” not intended to be a how-to manual—but it’s the best she can do under the circumstances, and so she’ll follow along for now.  

MM3.  “That’s the kind of strong leadership we need.”  Jake gestures to the full-color television (this year’s latest model) where a program of their current leader plays on a loop.  “Keeping the wrong kind of people out of this country, saving America for the right kind of Americans.”

  • “Yeah, yeah, whatever,” Rachel says.  She and Tobias and Jake are the only three Animorphs, except when Melissa joins them sometimes, and listening to their “Supreme Leader” blather on gets old sometimes.  “All I want to know is whether it’s true that within a few years people will really have phones that plug into their cars.  That’d be cool.”
  • Tobias rubs his eyes against the silk of his wing feathers.  They itch constantly, since he doesn’t have a gas mask to wear every time he goes out into the pollution-opaque air outside the way that his human friends do.  Jake and Rachel take bets sometimes, idly, brutally, about whether he’s the last raptor left on the face of the planet.
  • “Magnificent!”  Drode appears in their midst, and both the Berensons immediately point guns at his head.

30. Marco is lying on his bed the day after watching Eva fall, staring at a patch of wall above his dresser, when he registers that his phone has been buzzing for a while now.  It goes off so many times he assumes he has to be getting a call, but when he checks his notifications he just discovers he’s gotten seventeen text messages in the last hour.  

  • The first is from “Smurfette,” and says “Did you know that there is a type of food that involves baking a cinnamon bun inside of a donut?  We must secure as many of these as it is possible for a human to consume, as soon as possible!”
  • The next one, from “Hawkgirl,” reads: “found out recently that apparently ax still thinks you invented flea powder.  i told him that if youd invented flea powder wed all be a lot richer right now.”
  • “Team Dad” (not to be confused with “Real Dad,” which is how Marco lists Peter) sent along several invitations to team missions on League of Legends this afternoon, along with a threat to have Cassie play Marco’s avatar if Marco doesn’t join in.  “we both know that by the time you get back you’ll have only healing attacks and she’ll have trained it to apologize automatically for stabbing people,” Jake adds.
  • One of the many texts from “Julia Butterfly Hill” suggests that Jake has underestimated Cassie’s diabolical streak, because it’s a screenshot of a clone of his account which has had its name changed to HarambeWasFramed.
  • The real surprise, however, is the single text from “Xena: Warrior Princess.”  It’s a link to an article about a disaster in the local national park and the efforts to clean up the wreckage of an as-yet-unidentified craft which went down in the canyon.  Marco has to read it a few times to understand the point she’s making, because it’s all about what’s not there: the article makes no mention of any human bodies being found among the wreckage.  
  • Marco gets halfway through typing a reply to them all which informs them in no uncertain terms that he sees through their transparent attempts to cheer him up and doesn’t appreciate it, but he deletes without sending.  He can practically hear his mom’s voice saying it: he can focus on the fact that he’s still surrounded by people who love him, or he can focus on the negative side of everything.  And being constantly negative is no way to live.  

31. “Sharing this again, because its been 3 months,” Jake’s cousin Brooke posts on Facebook.  “Anyone who has any news at all about Saddler, no matter what it is, PLEASE contact my family.  Big brother, I dont know if youre still out there, but I miss you.  I miss you like crazy.”

  • Jake turns up his Spotify’s Offspring channel a little louder to drown out the sounds of Tom and his dad shouting at each other downstairs.  His eyes flinch past Brooke’s post, but they can’t move fast enough to prevent the thought that flashes across the surface of his mind: Is this going to be me a year from now?

32. Tobias texts Rachel and Jake an article from Audubon.Org, where several birdwatchers are going into ecstasies of scientific fascination at the bald eagle and peregrine falcon seen flying in close formation in a cell-phone video taken near a highway overpass downtown.  His only comment is, “Told you so.”

33.  In the aftermath, Rachel does a Google search: “PTSD treatment symptoms outcomes.”  She reads through the WebMD site, the NIMH page, the Wikipedia link to a DSM-5 entry.  She thinks of Tobias’s withdrawn silences, his antipathy toward so much they used to enjoy, but she thinks of other things as well.  How exhausted Jake seems any time they’re not on-mission.  How badly Cassie flinches when the school bell rings and doors slam.  How Ax seems to be gradually losing interest in the things—cooking shows, new condiments, human history trivia, These Messages—that once drew his fascination.  How last week Marco flicked an ant off the back of his hand and then went white like he’d just kicked a puppy.  How good it had felt when she’d hurt David, spreading the pain around, giving it back.

  • She catches an Uber to the clinic downtown, filling out forms in the waiting room based on the checklist written on her phone for “how to get tobias an ssri”: Yes, she often feels tense and worried.  Yes, her heart often races for no reason.  No, she hasn’t thought of ending her life.  No, she doesn’t feel out of control when she eats.  
  • She gets as far as developing a cover story—it’s about how she’s never felt the same since her parents’ divorce—but in the hallway to the office she panics and calls Cassie.  “Am I doing the right thing?” she asks, after she’s explained.
  • Cassie is silent for a long time, never a good sign.  “I’m not sure an SSRI would work on a bird,” she says at last, “and that’s even if we could figure out a dose that would work without killing him.  I know you want to help, and I think you should, but…”
  • Rachel hears what she’s not saying: but what if her mom asks too many questions?  But is this risk really worth it?  But what if the psychiatrist (the receptionist, the pharmacist) is a controller?  But isn’t it them, and only them, against the world, and isn’t that just how it has to be?
  • “The war won’t last forever,” Cassie says weakly, and Rachel hates her a little for it.  “When it’s over, when we get to tell everyone what’s happening…”
  • Rachel hangs up.  She goes home, morphs, and flies out to the woods.  
  • «You know I love you, right?» she asks Tobias later that evening.
  • «Of course I do.»  He sounds exhausted.  She’s never felt more helpless in her life.

34. The Yeerk Peace Movement, as it comes out, has a Twitter feed.  It is rather painfully obvious that it has been set up and run entirely by aliens who are doing their very best to communicate with humans, and not quite succeeding. Most of the posts are couplets, for some reason that none of the Animorphs can fathom.  

  • “Want to be On Fleek? When you see someone’s rights threatened, speak!”
  • “Don’t be a Belieber anymore - end slavery and even the score.”
  • “#tbt: Remember when we were symbiotes?  Give taxxon freedom your sympathy votes!”
  • “Nickelback is super lame, and keeping involuntary hosts is just the same.”
  • “Respect your host’s rights today, and make your human into your bae!”

35. It’s Marco who comes up with the idea for how to take down William Roger Tennant.  This is a guy, after all, whose cockatiels have their own Instagram account: he runs his fame on the internet.  

  • “It’s simple,” Marco explains. “We start a hashtag—#notsonicetennant—and we make it go viral.  All we have to do is film this guy everywhere he goes, and eventually the yeerk will slip up.”
  • It proves not to be simple after all.  Their gif of Tennant twitching madly mid-EPA speech gets overshadowed by the news story about One Direction nearly getting poisoned with spiders at the same banquet. Ax does not understand the concept of hashtag, and keeps adding #notsonicetennant to his retweets of what Marco calls “food porn.” They train one of Tobias’s repurposed GoPros to follow poodle-Marco, but that becomes a meme mocking the world’s most obnoxious stray dog rather than Tennant himself.
  • The plan finally, finally comes off when they pull out all the stops and just confront him in morph.  The smartphones that Rachel rigged up in the surrounding buildings don’t pick up the thought speak, but the audio of Tennant screaming at the aliens to leave him alone comes through just fine.
  • When the scandal breaks, the internet (in truly predictable fashion) drops #notsonicetennant and starts using #tennantgate instead.  
  • Ax reposts an old photo of Tennant eating a quinoa salad—zoomed in on the salad—and tags it #tennantgate.  All of his teammates assure him they appreciate the attempt.

36. “All right, that’s just weird,” Marco says, looking at the final entry in the underwater creepshow they’ve been walking through for the past hour.  “All the other ships have been getting more modern as we’ve gone, but this one?  Looks like it was made in the sixties, at the latest.”

  • «The world’s creepiest museum curators are getting sloppy with the placement of bodies as well,» Tobias points out.  «There’s no way that many people could fit on a boat that small.  They’re practically falling over the sides.»
  • Jake and Cassie look at each other, seeing the same realization reflected in each other’s eyes.  Neither one of them wants to say it out loud.
  • Jake becomes the one to bite the bullet.  “Don’t you get it?”  He points to the ragged clothes, the emaciated bodies, the modern smartphone tucked in among the antiquated radio equipment.  “They were refugees.”

37. Rachel shuts the window on the library computer as soon as she hears someone walk into the room, but she can tell she was too late by the look on Jake’s face when she turns around.  

  • “Roy Ludvig, huh?” Jake says.  “Heck of a name.”
  • “He was at the T.V. studio when we attacked.”  Rachel looks down, picking at her nail polish.  “No civilians were supposed to be in danger.”
  • Jake’s expression softens, as much as it ever does.  “And now you’re scrolling through his Facebook, looking for something that’ll let you sleep at night.”  
  • “He’s got a grandson,” Rachel blurts.  “Jordan’s age.  He…”  She shrugs.  He’s dead, and it’s more or less her fault.
  • “Shouldn’t be looking on Facebook.”  Jake sets his phone on the library table next to her, taps the screen to bring up an official-looking report.  “You should be, say, borrowing my dad’s computer.  Sending an email from his account to ask for the guy’s medical records.  If you had, you’d know that Mr. Roy Ludvig had a heart condition.  That he had maybe a year to live, at most, and doctors said he might die at any old time.”
  • Rachel looks down at the report for a long time, and eventually looks up at Jake.  “Doesn’t make it okay, what I did,” she says.  “He’s still dead.”
  • Jake shrugs.  “You don’t have to forget it ever happened, but you do have to live with it.  Live, and fight another day.”

38. In the aftermath of Estrid’s visit, Tobias is flying over the boardwalk when he sees a henna artist who clearly smokes way too much pot to be a Yeerk. He gets Ax, they morph human, and both get henna tattoos of Elfangor’s name. (Ax had previously expressed an admiration for the human tradition of commemorating a lost loved one by making markings on one’s body.) They know the tats will disappear when they demorph, but they’re both glad they did it. The artist asks how long they’ve been together, and Tobias says in a scandalized voice, “he’s my UNCLE!” Thus, Tobias succeeds in both of his goals: making Ax laugh, and reminding him he has family here on Earth. Honestly, the reminder doesn’t hurt Tobias either.

39. “You know, not all squirrels are like that,” Marco is fond of saying after a morph goes wrong.  “Not all termites are horrifying worker drones.”  Sometimes it’s, “You know, some of my best friends are fleas.”

  • It’s Cassie, however, who gets the last laugh out of that one.  «You know, Marco,» she says as they swim away from the wreckage of the helicopter, «Not all ants are like that, right?  I shouldn’t say that all ants are killers, right?»
  • Marco stares at her in silence while the others snicker, watching him war between the two impulses: to keep the joke going forever, and to express his honest hatred of ants.  
  • «Come on.»  And now Rachel has joined in on the teasing.  «You’re just going to let that kind of besmirching of the ant community stand?»  
  • «Okay, okay!»  Marco gives in.  «Ants suck.  Yes, all ants!»

40. “Our experts have examined the video extensively, and near as we can conclude, this footage is genuine and unedited,” the newscaster says.  “Given how viral this video has proven to be, with over two million views since it was posted to YouTube on Wednesday, everyone wants to know: is this footage proof that aliens exist?  Is this a publicity stunt for the upcoming Fantastic Beasts sequel?  Or, as one YouTube commenter asks, did a Smurf just have sex with a centaur?”

  • «Potential new ally?» Tobias suggests.  He’s already tapping out a search for the original video in his modified tablet.
  • Ax laughs.  «Of course not.  He’s crippled.  A vecol.  Useless.  We must respect the privacy of his isolation.»
  • “You know what?  Fuck that,” Marco snaps.  He shoves to his feet, posture tight with anger.  “Just… Fuck that,” he tells Ax.  “I have ADHD.  Attention Deficit whateverthefuck.  I take a pill every morning to help me function because my brain isn’t good enough to filter stimuli all by itself.  I got a fucking 135 on the world’s most boring IQ test and I’m still failing half my classes.  I’m a vecol.  You think I’m useless, huh?  You gonna start refusing to talk to me because of some bullshit about ‘respecting’ my ‘privacy’?  Huh?”
  • «That’s different,» Ax says.  «You’re not…»  He doesn’t seem to know how to finish that sentence.  
  • «If he’s an exception, I hope I am too,» Tobias says more gently.  «I got screened for anxiety disorders as a kid, and I guess we’ll never know if I qualify or not, ‘cause my aunt decided that doctors cost money and if the test said I needed one then she didn’t want to know about it.»
  • Ax doesn’t answer for a long time.  He doesn’t seem to know where to look.  
  • «Let’s go tell the others what we found.»  Tobias taps a button to send the video to himself.  «We can talk more about this later.»

MM4. Tobias flinches when his phone makes the small ping sound that means he has an alert.  The new kid is the easy target in every school on the planet.  He wonders what it’ll be this time: another Facebook post where the semi-anonymous account Toby IsALoser tags him in another meme about how he has to pay people for sex because the sight of his body would make any normal girl run away screaming, another unnamed Instagram ping telling him he should kill himself so that no one has to look at his stupid fat face anymore, another Snapchat image of a puddle of vomit with the caption “me when I think of you,” an email with the most disgusting gif anyone could find after a quick search…

  • It’s not, though.  It’s an invite to join a private Facebook group, called The Sharing, with several hundred local members.  Most of the names Tobias recognizes are cool older kids from the high school.  Intrigued, willing to trust for the moment that this isn’t some ridiculously elaborate prank, Tobias clicks “join.”  

41. Jake looks around at the enormous open field, concrete pitted with openings and low hovels of corrugated steel and rebar.  He can see for nearly half a mile in every direction before the smog makes it impossible, and the tallest things around are the hunched hork-bajir.  “Where are we?” he asks.

  • Cassie frowns.  “This?  Jake, this is downtown Manhattan.”
  • He gapes at her.  “What happened to it?”
  • “Tall buildings are targets for drone strikes,” she says casually, turning away.  “The only way to be safe was to go underground.”

42. Marco doesn’t bother going to the house of the guy who photographed them, nor does he try to catch the kid before he uploads the video anywhere.  Instead he waits for the image to appear on YouTube, then becomes the first commenter.  “Sweet manip!” he says.  “Is that Photoshop, or can you do that in free programs like Gimp?”

43.  “EarthIsOurs-dot-tumblr-dot-com?” Marco says incredulously.  “What does Taylor do there, post pictures of her pet taxxon?  Reblog plans for planetary domination?”

  • «Judging from her archive history, she’s had this blog for many years,» Ax says.  «She recently changed the domain name, but some of the content on here is from as early as 2008.»
  • Jake and Marco get caught up in debating with Cassie about what exactly to send to her, but Tobias just scrolls quietly through Taylor’s old posts.  She didn’t lie about being beautiful, he realizes, or about being popular.  There’s a long blank period in her tumblr account in mid-2014.  And then she posted one selfie—just one—after the fire.  
  • He can’t bring himself to read the names that the trolls call her, or the discussions about how much money they’d have to be paid to have sex with her.  But there’s no overlooking the suggestions that she kill herself.  The posts are too numerous, too vitriolic.  
  • “Every chick ever to wander onto the internet has gotten that crap,” Rachel says; clearly she’s been reading over his shoulder.  “She should’ve developed thick skin, not joined the Sharing.”
  • Tobias thinks of the Facebook page made at his old school just to discuss the fact that he’s a chubby zit-face, of the posts which eventually overwhelmed his Instagram with death threats.  «Yeah, I guess,» he says.

44.  It takes a long time for Cassie to get home from Australia, but at least they’re not too worried for most of that time; she texts them her location and a brief description of the insanity that landed her in the Outback as soon as she gets in contact with Yami’s family.

45.  “None of this makes any sense,” Peter says.  “I’m hallucinating, or you’re delusional, or else—”

  • Marco sets his phone in Peter’s lap. “Check the timestamp, Dad.  I took that six months ago.”
  • Peter stares at the phone for a long minute, and then slowly looks up at Marco.  At a clear loss for words, he tilts his head back toward the screen.
  • “I know.”  Marco laughs, the sound wet with tears.  “That blond wig looks terrible on her.  But it’s really her, Dad.  I swear.”

46. “So they’re going to get the U.S. embroiled in another war,” Marco says.  “And this one with a country that can actually fight back.”

  • «Seems like,» Tobias says.  «Only why bother with all the secrecy and political wrangling?  Why not just send a couple mean tweets to Donald Trump and Kim Jong-Un?  That’d probably do the job just as well.»
  • “No, it wouldn’t.”  Jake runs a hand through his hair, looking around at them all.  “The yeerks need a total war.  Everything the U.S. and its allies can pull out, against everything China and its allies can muster.  Our military has gotten too used to sending drones to fight its wars, to ‘tactical strikes’ against insurgents.  If the yeerks want half the species annihilated, they have to do a lot more than poke a couple of egos.”

47. “News flash,” Marco says.  “Your average suburbanite ain’t gonna accept a seven-foot-tall alien for a neighbor.  You know the number of times my mom’s been asked for proof of citizenship before she was allowed to vote or cash a paycheck or buy a car?  How many times she’s been pulled over by cops while driving the speed limit with her seatbelt on?  And she’s a regular old human being.  Toby’s right—the hork-bajir have a whole other fight coming if we ever win the war.”  

48. Rachel feels the blood drain from her face when she opens the Facebook message and sees the name attached.  David’s Facebook account has been defunct for almost two years now; there’s no one left who would want or even be able to access it from the outside.  Should be no one.

  • Miss me? the message from David’s account says.
  • Who are you? she types with shaking fingers.  What do you want?
  • I know what you did.  I’m coming for you.  I’ve got friends all over the place and they’ll find you.  They’ll kill you.  Amazing the allies you can get, when you know where the bodies are kept.  On the internet, no one knows you’re a—
  • Rachel hits “block.”  She tells herself that the screaming nightmares she has all that night and into the next are the product of having a stressful life, she’s an Animorph for pete’s sake.
  • She doesn’t stop shuddering every time she gets a message for the next two weeks, but she never hears from whoever (It wasn’t David. It couldn’t have been.) it was ever again.

49.  They stagger away from yet another hopeless fight, all of them injured, half of them missing limbs or bleeding to death.  Dragging their damaged bodies behind the first dumpster they find, they demorph, remorph, and force their minds to focus long enough for the long flight home.  It’s only when Rachel is in owl morph, staring around the dimly lit alleyway, that she sees the security camera pointed directly at their location.  

  • «They must not check it that often,» Marco says without much hope.  «Or else they’d be out here already to come looking for us.»
  • «Doesn’t matter,» Tobias says harshly.  «It had a perfectly clear view of all your human faces.  And that building is owned by the yeerks.»
  • They all stare at each other in dull shock as the realization sinks in.  They always knew this moment was coming—they could only be so careful for so long—and yet, on some level each of them hoped it never would.  
  • «Take one more night to be with your families,» Jake says at last.  «We evacuate everyone in the morning.»
  • Jake loses his phone, again, somewhere amidst all the chaos.  This time around he doesn’t bother to replace it.  It’s not like his mom is going to be wondering where he is, not anymore.  

50.  “So,” Jake says, “this is going to sound crazy, but—”

  • “Aliens are invading the planet, and you’re the only kid terrorist who can stop them?” James suggests.  “We do have wifi up here, you know.  You’re Jake Berenson, right?  You’re all over the conspiracy theorists’ forums right now.”
  • “Um.”  Jake runs a hand through his hair, starts again.  “Yeah, pretty much.”
  • James nods.  “In that case, you’ve got thirty seconds to convince me your story’s not a load of crap before I call security.”  

51. Ax secures their wifi in something a billion times better-hidden than Tor.  With that reassurance, they all end up starting blogs.

  • Marco’s is a rambling string of wry comments about everything from the invasion to his parents’ science projects.  Sample post: “Insider source (aka my mom): Visser Three has morphed human and eaten AN ENTIRE BAG OF MARSHMALLOWS in one sitting, ON MORE THAN ONE OCCASION.  Pass it on!”
  • Jake’s is the place that people go to find out how they can help, and to get his reassurance that the help means something.  Sample post: “As Barack Obama says, ‘We the people recognize that we have responsibilities as well as rights; that our destinies are bound together; that a freedom without a commitment to others is unworthy of our founding ideals, and those who died in their defense.’  This fight will never be over just as long as we keep supporting each other.  I can’t tell you how grateful I am to you all for the KickStarter donations.”
  • Rachel’s has beauty tips for the American girl on the run, light and self-deprecating enough that you often don’t notice the undercurrent of desperation.  Sample post: “If you want to be able to look at yourself in the mirror, try fixing your hair using reflective surfaces such as pots, ponds, or pieces of Bug fighter wreckage.  Alternately, just say ‘fuck it’ and never look at yourself again.”
  • Cassie’s tells people how to stay safe, and how to keep their environments safe as well.  Sample post: “Everyone please remember, it’s important to stock enough food and water for family pets as well as humans when retreating to an apocalypse bunker!”
  • Tobias’s has a lot of good-natured grumbling about everyday life in the valley.  Sample post: “In other news, my girlfriend’s mom is currently arguing with the smartest being on the face of the planet about where to put the new latrine facilities.  Sorry Naomi, but my money’s on Toby.”
  • Ax’s has a lot of food reviews, of course, but again there’s that undercurrent of desperation, almost like he’s trying to convince someone else (or maybe even himself) that humans are worth saving.  Sample post: “Marco assures me that there are no less than 23 distinct flavors contained within every sip of Dr. Pepper.  Just think of the years of experimentation and innovation it must have required to produce a drink which can inspire 23 different reactions from human taste buds, all at the same time.  Truly inspired genius.”

52. They run drills upon drills for what to do in case of a drone strike.  Using any morphs they have that can dig or build—mole, taxxon, elephant, beaver—the Animorphs create an extensive network of tunnels and shelters, posting guards at all times to keep their eyes on the sky.  The hork-bajir valley doesn’t show up on satellite imagery, which they only know thanks to Peter’s definitely-illegal fact-gathering missions on the darkweb, but they don’t know for sure whether an overhead camera would be subject to the same strange perceptual distortions they all experience when flying there as birds.  They nearly lose their precious secrecy when Naomi sends several emails from her work account, claiming she’s being held hostage and asking anyone who will listen to come rescue her.  Eva generates a hasty follow-up from the same account asking people to ignore “the prank that I now realize was in poor taste,” but none of them are sure it worked for the next several days.  

53. Rachel makes one last post on her nearly-extinct Instagram account.  This time the scrap of paper she uses appears to be torn from the back of a food label, but the penciled script is as intricate as ever.  It reads “Who wants to live forever? —Freddie Mercury, 1986”  

54. After it’s all over, Tobias retreats, he hides, but he keeps a thread of communication open.  Cassie shoots him an email with the subject line “Hawk patient with intermittent aggression and lethargy—any idea what could be causing it?”  Marco sends him idiotic memes that now feature the Animorphs’ names and faces.  Ax asks for constant updates on the new wing of Taco Bell being built downtown, and repays the favor by leaking confidential information about the search for the Blade ship.

  • And then he gets one of the stranger emails he’s ever received.  It’s an offer of a full legacy scholarship to Harvard University (which has just found the means to explain some inconsistencies in the records of one “Alan Fangor,” who graduated in the ‘80s) in exchange for Tobias teaching one class per semester on any subject of his choice.  He agrees, with the stipulation that all his classes be online.
  • The resultant course (Ornithology 442: An Insider’s Perspective) is like nothing the students who participate have ever seen before.  Tobias will write out rambling treatises on Why Blue Jays Suck or All the Ways Hawks Are Superior to Eagles with a thought-speak-to-text recorder.  He’ll deliver online lectures from a shaky webcam pointed into a nonspecific tree, occasionally wandering off for hours at a time to go hunting.  Students who ask him personal questions about Rachel get regurgitated mouse skeletons Fed-Exed to their campus mailboxes.  Essays that don’t demonstrate much effort get feedback such as “even I can tell this sucks and I have a seventh-grade education” or “my grandmother could make better sentences than this AND SHE’S AN ANDALITE WHO DOESN’T SPEAK ENGLISH.”  Assignments include “find one bird fact in a textbook and explain why it’s a load of crap” or “go film a Boston pigeon until it does something interesting, I dare you.”
  • Nevertheless, enrollment is so popular that Harvard has a three-year waiting list and charges students an extra $500 just to sign up.  When Tobias finds out about the extra fee, he promptly video-calls the Intrepid, gives Ax remote access to his computer, and explains why he needs Ax to convert the course illegally to a MOOC.  Harvard University fires him for breach of contract; Yale hires him on that very same afternoon.  

part 1 here 

He loved cars and girls and getting into fights…Neapolitan ice cream and the color green…and most of all he loved the thrill of being Robin.


Jason Todd falls in love.

It’s easy for him, Bruce observes. Like water, or like breathing. His heart bleeds each and every time, but he can’t help it.

He falls in love each time.

The first that Bruce knew of was a girl in his art class. Her pale hair always tangled in a bun, and she always managed to look like a half-frightened deer. But Jay loved her with the shy love of a twelve year old, with the reckless idea that seventh grade lasts forever.

Then there was Rena. Oh, but did that boy moon over Rena. She was sharp, but in that intriguing sort of way. Like a brambleberry bush and its thorns, all brown and dry but full of promise. She hurt him, in the way young girls always do. Too inexperienced to really care, at least properly. Jason was devastated, but he was still a child. Childhood love becomes lodged in you, a tender memory that loses its pain as time goes on. Eventually your wound goes golden and you look back fondly.

There were others, a rainbow of girls ranging from interests and hobbies and, hell, once he hit high school, philosophies. Jason always had girls around. He liked girls, genuinely liked them. And girls liked Jason, because he treated them like people. His soft words and smiling eyes helped some too, but Jason was never interested in fooling. He was upfront and clear as glass and just…Jay. 

Keep reading

Master List: Drabbles

Please Refresh Before Reading. There may be a few missing links if you clicked on the Master List link from the stories. Master list for my imagines can be found here.

Harry Potter

One, Two or Three-Shots In Alphabetical Order by Character

Blaise Zabini:

          Sly Slytherin: According to Fred and George, you are getting weird looks from a certain Slytherin.

The Hobbit:

Originally posted by penleydesigns

ONE SHOTS IN WHICH YOU ARE RELATED TO THE CHARACTERS AND FAMILY IS THE MAIN FOCUS:    

Durin: (Daughter/sister of Thorin, Dis, and Frerin or Kili and Fili)

          Just There: Growing up with Thorin, Dis and Frerin was not always easy.

          Babysitting: Kili asks you to babysit and you are not cut out for it.

 Halfelven (Daughter/Sister of Lord Elrond, Elladan, Elrohir and Arwen)

          Chicken: Your father has a rather surprising guest.

          Darling Daughter: You reassure your father that you will always be there.

          Doubt: You are starting to doubt your father’s feelings for you

          Reassurance: You return home after the war

          Showers: You lose your brother and find them in the most unexpected place.

 Mirkwood: (Daughter/Sister of Thranduil and Legolas)

          Stolen Heart: Your father, Thranduil, is not too happy with you, but you could careless. As long as you got to see your thief. 

One, Two or Three-Shots In Alphabetical Order by Character

Balin: 

     Distraction: You fight with Dwalin and go to Balin for a distraction.

Bard:

     Happier: You look for Bard after the battle. (part 3)

     No PromisesAfter escaping the elves, you run into the bowman and you do not like him one bit. (part 1)

     Probably WrongYou think that maybe you were being a little too harsh on the bowman. (part 2)

     Staring: You can’t help, but stare at the handsome bowman.

Beorn:

     Doggies: You finally get to play with a dog

Bifur: 

      Understanding: Imagine understanding Bifur without him knowing

Bilbo

      Tiny, Little Hobbit: Thorin doesn’t approve of your current interest.

Bofur:

     Dancing: Imagine dancing with Bofur

     The Right Dwarf: You and Bofur had a knack for being funny at the all the wrong moments.

Bombur: 

      Just Like Her: You offer to help Bombur.

Dori:

     Approval: Imagine trying to ask Dori for permission to court Ori

 Dwalin: 

     Definitely:  The Company thinks you’re a man so when they find out that you’re not, one dwarf isn’t too pleased.

     Leaving: You tell your adad, Dwalin, that you’re leaving.

     Locked In: Fili and Kili, your best friends, try to get you and Dwalin together.

     Loved: You love your two dwarves very much

     Lucky: You meet your upstairs neighbor and his doggo

     Mr. Grumpy Pants: It’s Kili’s birthday and you have to bake pastries causing you to ignore your hubby.

     Silly Dwarf: Dwalin, you find, is a very silly dwarf.

     Teddy Bear: You did not like the way those dwarves talked about your Dwalin.

 Fili:

    Lion Man:  You’re about to get married to Fili, but your nerves are starting to get the best of you.

    Neighbor: The fire alarm goes off and you and your neighbor isn’t too happy.

     Not So Slick: Your son brings home another dog and you are not happy

     Poking Fun: Fili has some rather interesting marks on his back.

     Pretty Braids: You can’t help but play with Fili’s braids.       

Gloin: 

     Apologies: You reunite with Gimli and Gloin apologizes. (part 3)

     Parents or Children?: While on a school field trip, you and Gloin, the parents, get lost.

     Regret: You and Gloin get into a little argument. (part 1)

     Return: You return Gloin’s beads. (cont. of story above; part 2)

Kili: 

     Dresses: Kili tries on a dress.

     For Nothing: It’s time you meet Thorin.

     Ghivashel: Kili lies to surprise you.

     Gift Giving: Kili gives you gifts and you make a decision to give him one in return.

     The One: You’re angry at Kili for flirting with Tauriel and Thorin decides to have a one on one with you.

     Stupid, Ignorant Dwarf: You finally confess to Kili (cont. of story above)

Legolas: 

   For YouYou worry about the fate of Legolas after the battle.

   Going Home: You and Bilbo embark on the journey home with a surprise guest waiting for you. (part 2)

    Got You: Dwalin confronts Legolas about you traveling with him.

    Home: You are finally home after ten years. (last part)

    Interesting: Legolas takes an interest in you once he realizes that you are an elf and definitely not a dwarf. (part 1)

Nori:

    Annoying Dwarf: Nori has stolen a drawing of you and you want to know why.

    Return to Me: You go to find Nori before they go to the mountain.

    Stolen Heart: Your father, Thranduil, is not too happy with you, but you could care less. As long as you got to see your thief.

    Surprise?: You’re getting married to the thief.

    Your Dwarf: The battle has ended and Nori has a few choice words for you.

Oin: 

    Memories: Imagine bringing up Oin’s old memories.

Ori:

    Promise: You see the Ri brothers off and give something to Ori.

    Training: Ori doesn’t want to train.

Thorin:

     Forgive Me: Thorin finds out you’re an elf. 

     Keeping Secrets: You have yet to let your students in on a little secret.

     Lovebug: You faint while on the journey and that causes feelings to surface.

     Loved: You loved your two dwarves very much.

     Mahal Hates Me: You have a miscarriage and Thorin helps you through the pain.

    Practice: You accidentally put Thorin’s hair into a ponytail.

     Punny: You and Thorin have a small pun-off

     Smug: Thorin thinks you’re in love with him and he’s taking the piss out of you

     Unanswered: You have a secret to tell Thorin

     Unbelievable: Thorin takes a blow and you are not happy about it.

     Worthy: You are having second thoughts about your wedding to Thorin

Thranduil:

     First Meeting: You meet Thranduil and he is not as Kingly as you expected.

     Getting Somewhere : You and Sigrid have a very in-depth conversation about your past with Thranduil and the King tries to apologize in his own little way. (part 2)

     Not Fair: Bard is planning to marry Sigrid to one of the heirs of the two other Kingdoms and you’re absolutely livid. (part 1)

Series:            

        Adventure Awaits- Haldir x Reader: A year has passed since Erebor had been reclaimed and everything seemed to be going well until you are forced to go on another adventure not only with dwarves, but elves and men as well.  

        The Aim of Elves- Thorin x Reader: You disobey Thranduil’s orders to ignore the dwarves and instead of helping the dwarves escape their homeland, you destroy the dragon that dare take it away, but not without consequences.

         The Elf and the Dwarf- Thorin x Reader: (COMPLETED) Erebor was reclaimed and the line of Durin had not ended. You were an elf and now that your quest was over, you didn’t know what to do especially since you gained feelings for a certain King Under the Mountain.

          Feisty Little Hobbit- Company x Reader: You’re Bilbo’s little sister, but the exact opposite of him and you did not like these dwarves at the moment.

          Little Brat: (Thorin x Sister!Reader) You are the oldest of the Durins and you live your life happily until the day Smaug attacks. That is when you lost the trust of your little brother, Thorin.

          Perfect Two: (Frerin x Reader) You and Thorin have been best friends for years, but you are more interested in his little brother. Thorn tries his best to get you together, but can he succeed? NO SMAUG or SAURON

Non-specific (Company x Reader):

           Broken: When you invited the dwarves in, you did not know what you got yourself into.

Real Life (Actor Drabbles):

          Go Away Richard: You’re Luke’s date to the premiere of Beauty and the Beast, but Richard keeps on trying to steal you away.

          Tumblr Richard, Aidan and Dean ask you to show them what Tumblr is.

Lord of the Rings:

Originally posted by georgetakei

One, Two or Three-Shots In Alphabetical Order by Character

Aragorn:

         The Elf Queen: Aragorn shares his memories of the elf queen under the mountain.

Glorfindel

          Fairest of Them All: You move to Rivendell and meet a very handsome elf.

The Silmarillion:

ONE SHOTS IN WHICH YOU ARE RELATED TO THE CHARACTERS AND FAMILY IS THE MAIN FOCUS:  

House of Feanor: (Daughter/Sister of Feanor)

          One Big Happy Family: Celegorm tries to train you, but your other brothers won’t let him.

Supernatural:

ONE SHOTS IN WHICH YOU ARE RELATED TO THE CHARACTERS AND FAMILY IS THE MAIN FOCUS:    

Winchester: (Daughter/Sister of Sam and Dean)

          No: You want to go on the hunt, but Sam and Dean don’t let you.

     Drabbles

          Baby Girl: You meet Jared Padalecki and he sees your self harm scars when you ask him to sign something, and starts crying and takes you to the back room and tells you you’re beautiful and kisses your scars.

          Panel Breakdown: You talk about your past and its not too good.

          Stories: You tell the panel about your racing days

          Surprise: You surprise the boys at a panel.

The Party

Sirius Black x Reader

My heart was beating faster and faster as we walked into the family home of the Blacks. I glanced nervously at the crowd .

Purebloods.

I hated these pureblood parties that my parents dragged me to. They were excrutiatingly boring, and so dull. The pureblood families got together every now and then to brag about their riches and accomplishments. Boring stuff. And it was another excuse for parents to find suitable brides and grooms for their children.

My eyes went through the crowd of people, searching for just one face.

Eventhough I shouldnt be doing that.

Its been over a month since I last saw him, and we had had an awful fight  before vacation began. He didnt even write to me. And his silence just drove me mad.

I found myself in the huge dining room. The long table was laid out with lots of food, and people were already sitting around it, talking and eating.

Thats when I saw him.

Sitting at the table, with a bored expression. Leaning back lazily on his chair. He saw me and sat up straight, running his fingers through his silky black hair.

“Y/N ! Come on now !”

My mother’s sudden appearence startled me. I stood staring at her with a hand against my chest.

“What is it, dear ? ” she asked, seeing my expression.

“You scared me, Mum !” I said, as she took my hand and led me towards the table.

Most of the seats were taken, except for one where my mother sat, and two others on either sides of Him.

Sirius Black had that smirk on his face now. He knew I will have to sit next to him.

“Sit !” Mum urged me, as I hesitated.

This is going to be a long night, I thought as I walked up to the empty seat and sat. He looked at me, and I just gave a nod of acknowledgment.

Sirius and I were pretty close. We were very much inseparable. We have been together for 3 years now, and he still gave me butterflies in my stomach.

We had quite a nasty fight about a month before school closed for summer. I happened to see a Ravenclaw girl pushing him against a wall like she owned him, and trying to kiss him. I was way beyond jealous, and we got into a fight. I knew it wasnt him who did anything. But I  didnt see him pushing her away either. I was just too heartbroken to reason with anything. And we havent spoken since. He tried while at school. But I didnt give in.

I tried my best, but I just couldnt resist sneaking glances at him. Both of us played with our food. I took ocassional bites to satisfy my mother, who was eyeing me from across the table.

Just as I was about to put the spoon to my mouth, I felt his hand on my knee. I dropped my spoon and it hit the plate with a loud clang. Several guests looked up at me, and Mum was glowering.

“Alright there, sweetheart ?” she asked in a sickly sweet tone.

I nodded, and I felt his fingers tighten around my knee. I bit my lip, not knowing what to do. I grabbed my goblet and took a big sip of water.

His hand slid up.

Thank god for the elaborate and frilly table cloth !

“Sirius, dont you dare !” I hissed at him, swatting his hand away.

He smirked again.

An old wizard sitting next to Sirius’ father Orion Black, asked him something. Sirius turned to face him, and spoke. His fingers were still stroking my thigh, and it was sending shivers down my spine. I put a hand over his, and squeezed it, to stop his fingers from moving. He continued talking with the man, as his fingers slowly intertwined with mine.

I missed this boy. I missed the way he touched me, and said my name. I missed everything about him.

As I felt a heaviness in my heart, he moved his hand again. My stomach did flips at that. I knew this wont go well here.I held his hand again, and moved it away from my leg.

I got up.

Excusing myself, I almost ran out of the dining room.

It was my first time in his house, so I didnt know where to go. I just went up the stairs, and found a door that opened into a small balcony. I stood, with my hands on the railings, breathing heavily.

I didnt know how I managed without him for this long. I couldnt do it anymore. I needed him. I needed Sirius Black.

Just as tears began to sting my eyes, I felt a pair of arms around my waist, and Sirius’ scent filled my nostrils. He pulled me against his firm chest, kissing the back of my neck. I just held his hands to me tightly, not wanting him to let go.

“You’re bad Sirius Black” I said.
“You’re so bad”

“Im sorry, Princess” he said, and turned me around to face him.

“Forgive me”

He leaned forward to kiss me, and he lifted me off the floor. I pulled away, hearing some footsteps.

“Someone will see us ” I said, looking over his shoulder.

“Come on” Sirius said, taking my hand.

We ran up the stairs. And he opened a door, pulling me in with him. And I immediately knew it was his room.
Before I could actually take a look at it, he pushed me against his door, and kissed me again.

“Owww” I said against his lips, making him laugh. He moved his lips down to my neck.

“Sirius ! Our parents are downstairs !” I said, pushing him away.

“So what ?!” he said, grabbing me again.

“No !!” I said as he came forward again.

He stopped, and pouted.

“Where have you been ? Did you even bother to write to me ?!” I asked.

“Im sorry Y/N!” Sirius said, looking defeated. “I didnt know what to do ! You wouldnt even look at me ! Besides, homes been hell -”

I knew what it was like for him, and I felt bad for being so hard on him.

“Please, Y/N?” Sirius said, takng my hand in his, and kissing it.

“I missed you, idiot” I said, hugging him.

Sirius smiled and pressed his lips to mine again. His hands arms came around my waist, pulling me closer to him.

“I love you, baby” he said, kissing my nose.
“I love you too ” I said, smiling.

                               * * *

I stood in front of his mirror, fixing my hair, as he sat, watching me.

He strolled towards me slowly, with a sad look on his face.

“ I dont want you to leave” he said, standing behind me, with his hands on my waist. “Lets run away”

I turned around and kissed his cheek,laughing.

“We might have to” I said, and put on my shoes.

“Just a month more till school starts” I said, and went to the door. “Love you, Black”

                                * * *

“Where have you been, Y/N !” Mum hissed as she saw me.

“Umm…bathroom” I said, shrugging.

“Come here ! There is something important” said Mum, grabbing my arm and leading me into the dining area.

“Found her, have you ?” Walburga Black was speaking to my Mum.

“This is her” Mum said, giving me a little push.

“Hmm” Walburga said, as she touched my cheek, trying to bring out a smile. “She is perfect !”

I stood staring at Sirius’ mother.

“Ah ! There ! SIRIUS !” she bellowed, making me jump. I turned to see Sirius looking at us with wide eyes.

I was sweating now. Shit, have they found out about us ?!, I thought, my heart racing.

Sirius came to us slowly. He looked at me cautiously.

“Mary, I hope you’ve met my son before, Sirius ” Walburga said, and Mum nodded, smiling at Sirius.

I felt another hand on my shoulder, and turned to find my Dad, smiling down at me. Why were they all so happy ?

“I think its time to tell them, Orion.” He said. Sirius’ father nodded and looked at his wife.

“Well, we have decided to join the Y/L/N and the Black family ” Walburga began. “And as the two of you are so well suited for eachother…”

Sirius and I stood frozen.

Is this for real ?!

“The wedding will be soon after your education at Hogwarts is complete !” Mum added happily, smiling at Walburga.

Sirius and I exchanged glances, still unable to react.

Walburga came forward to hug me.

“Welcome to the family, Y/N” she said, struggling to bring about a smile.

Sirius finally smiled as my parents embraced him.

“I think this is great !” Mum exclaimed. “We have so much to do now !!”

Just as our parents began their own conversations, Sirius looked at me.

“I cant believe it ” I said.

He laughed.

I had to join in. Sirius put his arm aound me, kissing my forhead.

Maybe this wasnt such a bad party, after all.

Day 3: Hunger

Day 3: Hunger
Hello reader! It’s 3:03A.M so…Anyway here is my day 3 one shot.

*A long time after all canon events. Aged up, late high school years. Some “activity”. I wrote the full thing then thought ‘that’ part was shitty so I cut it out…*
———————


He Tian had become infatuated. Completely, utterly infatuated. He had tried nodding it off as fondness in middle school. An admiration. A simple, playful game of cat and mouse you could say. It was never meant to drag him this far away from the sidelines. Never supposed to keep him up this late. Never meant to keep him under cold water for that long.

He couldn’t even figure when he had let himself be carried away. When he had developed difficulties pulling his eyes away from the small by subtle hip sway made when he walked. Or the shallow dips of his collar bone. The thinness of his wrists. His entirety practically screamed at his eyes, just begging for attention. Attention he was willing it give as long as it was silent. He had made the choice years ago to praise the body without touching. Or at least meaningfully touching. He was a flirt after all and Mo was such an easy tease. Somethings had to stay.

First year he had started to ponder the meaning of the heat he was left with after Guan Shan had touched his shoulder. Second year he skimmed over the several names for the same subject. Mulling over the slight differences between all of the names he still couldn’t pinpoint. Now was his third years. He had found the word defining his doubled sided bliss. Infatuation. He was infatuated with him. It was the only explanation.

It had to be that, otherwise He Tian wouldn’t have noticed all the little things in his behavior, his appearance, his speech. Normally, if it would’ve been an admirer he would have shrugged it off. He would’ve paid no mind, leaving the other to, he admitted cruelly, realize the lack of interest on their own. He would have never acknowledged every small quirk. Never study their behavior as intently. He Tian was an observer naturally but he was rarely this involved in a topic.

He’d never even take the time to list all the pleasing aspects of an individual. But, Guan Shan had been the one to change that, unknowingly. He Tian had the list memorized so well it was as if he had it plastered to his wall, pledging to it everyday.

One of those many reason was the fact that he had perfect skin. He Tian couldn’t call it anything other than that. It had no little marks anywhere. It was smooth and had a milky creme color to it. It was curved delicately to its owners bones.

How he craved to touch that skin. To taste it. To bruise it. He desired to feel it burn up underneath his finger tips. To see it flush red. He wished to see it form sweat droplets.

If only he could truly study the skin’s texture. Memorize every dip of the hip bone. Every bump of the spine. Ever corner of the jaw.

If he could he feel that skin against his. Have it rub desperately against him.

If only he could have Mo Guan Shan.


————–


It was Friday. Lunch had been let out and all the students and teachers had left the class to enjoy their meals and socialize. Everyone has flunk the classrooms, opting to enjoy the sunny weather. All except the two of them, of course. He Tian and Mo had made an agreement a year ago to eat together during lunch, alternating between each of their classrooms. Today they were in He Tian’s classroom.

He Tian had stayed seated, packing up his supplies in the meantime. Mo had gotten rather comfortable with him over the years. This had its benefits and downsides. He was more mellowed out around him. He wasn’t as quick to jump down his throat after being teased. He was still mouthy every now and then. Still He Tian’s Sass and Ass department, or soon to be ass…in the future hopefully.

Also, surprisingly, he had also started to join the flirting. Mo’s flirting was always secondary and gentle. More playful. And as cute as it was, it was just another thing ripping up He Tian’s mind.

“Yo.” He Tian glanced up from his book bag. In the doorway was a familiar ginger, two sandwichs in his hands.

“Catch,” He quipped chucking the sandwich towards He Tian. The latter received and glanced back at the other. Mo walked the rest of the distance as He Tian scooted his chair back some. Mo slide in the small space between the desk and He Tian. Backing up a step, sitting atop the desk. He Tian gave a small grin before opening the wrap around the sandwich. “So, how has your day been, Darling?” He purred glancing up at the other.

Mo glared dully down at him before unwrapping his own sandwich, taking a bite. “My fucking legs are killing me.”

“Oh?” He Tian took a bite himself. “Why’s that?”

“First off, I had insomnia last night and then they expected me to do all these laps within 10 minutes.”

“Poor baby,” He Tian drawled sarcastically. Taking another bite.

Rolling his eyes, Mo continued, “I am. I should have just asked to go sleep in the nurses office.”

“Or you should have just stayed home and slept.”

“You know very well of the promise  I made to my mother.” Mo replied sternly nibbling at his sandwich.

“Indeed, but still, if it was so bad you could of acted sick.”

“And do that to her, I don’t think so."  "Plus, I’m exaggerating a little. My legs do hurt though.”

“Would you like a massage my dear?”

“Yeah-no, I’m going to have to pass fucktard.”

Mo nudges He Tian’s leg, so he can slide off the desk. He Tian finished his own sandwich just as Mo was about to sit back up in the desk. “Take mine too?” He Tian asked sweetly.

Rolling his eyes, again, Mo took the plastic wrap. “You lazy fucker.” He says half-heartedly.

“I’m your lazy fucker though.” He Tian teases as he watches Mo throw the trash in the bin.

“Hardly, dickhead.” Mo replies dully. Once in arm range He Tian grips one of Mo’s thighs. Pulling him into his lap and fastening him there with a grip to his hips. “Don’t be that way,” He Tian purrs making a small blush creep onto Mo’s face. “C'mon, stop that.”

“What, you against straddling~”

“No the bell rings in 5. Lemme up,”
He Tian can’t but think, 'smart-ass.’

He Tian loosens his grip, not letting Mo go. “Goodbye kiss?” He asks puckering slightly.

Mo rolls his eyes, for the third time. Blushing a shade darker he places a finger to He Tian’s lips. “Nope, just a goodbye.” Mo mewls back.

Alright. You win this round. He Tian thinks feeling a fond smirk cross his lips. He releases his grip on Mo’s hips. Guan Shan hopping up shortly afterwards. Heading towards the doorway.

Stopping in front of the trim around the door he asked, “I’m coming to you’re place to make dinner, correct?”

He Tian crosses his arm over his chest and nods. Mo nods also before giving a sassy, “Alrighty, bye fucker,”

He Tian can’t help but smile to himself. “Later, Red.” And then he pops out of the classroom. Leaving He Tian smiling fondly towards the doorway. Utterly, helplessly gone. He truly had him wrapped around his pinkie. God forbid he realized it one of these days.


———————–


“He Tian,”

“Yeah?”

“Food.” Aw yes, one of the best thins to hear in life. Or so He Tian had decided. He entered his kitchen seeing the usual. A meal along the stove, plates, silverware, and a ginger. Moving towards the stove He Tian began to make his own plate. Glancing to his side he saw Mo yawn, stretching his arms over his head.

Mo began to leave the kitchen before He Tian caught his attention. “Where you going?” He asked grabbing a cup from one of the over head cabinets.

“I’m going to go lay on your couch. My legs hurt remember.”

He did remember actually. “Just go lay on the bed. The cushion will be better for your muscles.”

“Alright but if you make me wash the sheets when I wake up for some reason like; I drooled, or You got your germs on my sheets, I’m going to be pissed.”

“Go sleep.” He Tian replied giving a shooing motion. In response he received a grunt. Then he was left to eat in silence.

He finished a good minute after, placing his dish in the sink for later. He returned to the main room. Glancing to his left he saw Mo laying along his stomach on the bed. He Tian walks towards the bed, crouching near Mo’s face. He’s out. That was quick.

He Tian shakes his head before standing upright. His eyes trace out the outline of Mo on his bed absent minded. Coming to rest at the sliver of skin showing on his lower back.

He Tian stared at the light colored patch of skin. It looked awfully soft. He was oddly curious. 'Fuck…’

He Tian looked away contemplating whether or not to act. Logically, it was risky and impulsive. He had worked hard to keep this friendship stable. Tip-toeing around boundaries. But lustfully…When would he ever get a chance again. Actually never. He’d never get another chance to touch the pureness of Guan Shan. He admitted it was a pervy move but…

Easing into the bed softly, He Tian placed his knees on each side of Mo’s thighs. Lowering himself slightly He Tian let his hands glide over the exposed skin. It was soft as he had expected. He Tian thumbed around the dip of the hip. Drawing circles around the indention.

Gently, he raises the t-shirt further up Guan Shan’s back. He Tian lowers himself further, kissing the small of Guan Shan’s back. Trailing up along the spine, He Tian placed delicate kisses.

“He Tian,"  Mo croaks quietly.

"Yes,” 'He’s awake?’

Shifting Mo glances behind him. “What you doing…” 'Half awake at least.’

“Guan Shan.” 'Might as well wake the rest of him up’, He Tian declares to himself. He Tian rolls Mo over onto his back gently. Blinking slowly, he awakes. Mo stares up at He Tian realizing the situation. Slowly He Tian can see a blush arising.

“Guan Shan,”

“Y-yes?” Mo flops out quickly, eyes wide.

“Are you opposed to me continuing?” He Tian stared down at Mo seriously. Mo tilts his head away face now showing a clearer blush. “Uh, I mean…”

He Tian leaned in towards Mo’s face. “You mean..”

Mo Guan Shan stared at He Tian. He speaks in a chopped, flustered tone. “I am…not opposed..”

He Tian breaks the stare, giving a small smirk. “I’m glad.” He Tian leans in further. Carefully placing He lips against Mo’s. He presses softly. Seconds later he heard a hum from Mo and feels the other move his lips against He Tian’s. He pulls back smiling, as he looks at Guan Shan’s expression.

“You’re not just going to leave with with that are you?” Mo asks raising a brow.

Alright fucker. He Tian leans in quicker this time. He presses his lips against Mo’s more fiercely. Mo returns with a small fierceness, awkwardly. He Tian slides his hands under Mo’s shirt. Tracing the lines along his stomach.

Mo hums as He Tian runs his hands gently along his sides. Thumbing around his hip bone.

He Tian pulls his lips back a few centimeters allowing Mo to inhale again before clasping over his mouth again. This time He Tian slides his tongue into Guan Shea’s mouth, making the other gasp in surprise. He Tian watched Mo’s face light fire.

He let his tongue search the other’s mouth. Glossing over Mo’s teeth He Tian tastes the other’s tongue. He tastes like peppermint oddly enough. Pulling away fir a gasp of air, He Tian breathes against Mo’s lips. “You have gum?”

Mo panted lowly as he rose a confused brow. “I had…a Peppermint,” He Tian nodded. Moving his hand from under the t-shirt He Tian tugged at the hems. Pulling it off of Mo, He Tian removed his own shirt.

Gliding his fingers across the sensitive skin He Tian lowered himself. Kissing at the end of the ribs he trailed upwards. His eyes flicked up to Guan Shan’s as he headed up his collarbone. “He Tian…”

He Tian stopped at his neck. “Yes?” He breathed. He watched Guan Shan swallow unsurely before being told to continue. He Tian gave a small kiss to Mo Guan Shan’s neck. He then begins to suck on the spot, causing Mo to squirm underneath him. “H..he Tian..” Mo croaks. He Tian detached and views his first mark on the other. It was a simple dark red.

Feeling pleased with himself He Tian goes in for a second time. Mo tilted his head allowing easier access. He Tian sucked the skin with a little more force. Leaving a large blotch than the first. He Tian quicken his pace. He began to leave a minefield of hickeys. All ranged from small and red to large and purple. He Tian could feel Mo trembling underneath him.

“Guan Shan, you going to even make it to the actual round?” He Tian teased. Mo glared at him before closing his eyes.

“You,” Mo huffed. “Better put a condom on you fucker,”

Smirking down He Tian mewled back, “Of course my love.”


————————


“He Tian, I’m going to hurt like a bitch tomorrow, you fuck!” Mo wailed moving slowly onto his side to face the accused.

“Most definitely.” He Tian confirmed making Mo pull an annoyed expression. He Tian chucked to himself.

“But that’s tomorrow.” He Tian slung an arm around the other’s waist. He pulled Mo close to his chest as the other blushes. Not refusing the embrace though. “For now just sleep.” Using his other free hand to switch the lamp off.

Sighing into He Tian’s chest Mo inched closer into He Tian’s chest. His forehead resting against He Tian’s collarbone. He Tian placed his chin atop Mo’s head.

“About time, huh?” Mo spoke quietly.

“Hm?” He Tian grunted.

Mo chuckled quietly before replying. “You think I couldn’t feel your stare digging into my ass 24/7?”

He Tian pulled his chin from Mo’s head. Leaning back slightly He Tian tried to see some of Mo’s dimly light features. “You think you’re cute, you little shit.”

“No,” Mo mused softly. “But you do,”

He Tian smirked, “Oh? When did I say that?”

“Good night, He Tian.” Mo said shuffling into He Tian’s chest again.

'You think you’re slick.’ He Tian thought shaking his head. Sighing contently He Tian quietly replied. “Yeah, good night, carrot-top.”

British Invasion | 2

Overview: In the middle of her freshman year of high school Riley Matthew’s mother gets a once in a lifetime opportunity to run her firms London Office. Much to everyone’s surprise her mother accepts the job, forcing Riley and her younger brother Auggie to leave behind everything they’ve ever known. Almost three years later the Matthew’s family moves back to New York and Riley comes to realize a lot has changed in the time she’s been gone.
Author’s Notes: As always the text in italics are flashbacks. This chapter covers her interactions with Zay, Isadora and Farkle and the last time she spoke to Maya. Next Chapter will focus on her and Lucas’ interactions now that she’s back.
Chapter Two: “Apologies and where to find them.”
Word Count: 3,370

Previous Chapter.

♡♡♡

Riley never thought it would be possible to feel like a stranger in a city she used to call home. But sitting there, front and center, in a classroom full of old friends never felt so lonely. She could feel their eyes piercing into the back of her head.

When Riley woke up that morning she thought maybe she’d have a class with one of her old friends but she never expected to walk into first period and see all of them staring back at her. She could only imagine how surprised they were to see her. For the most part it had been years since they spoke.

She notices Maya moving around in her seat, eyes glued to her old best friend as the brunette takes the only open desk that happens to be right in front of hers.

Even though they hadn’t talked in ages, she could remember clearly the last conversation they had.

Keep reading

myurlisgone  asked:

Hey! I found your blog a few weeks ago and I absolutely love it! Your writing is so amazing, it catches aaaaalll of my attention (and I usually get distracted while reading). You have inspired me to write again (It's been 2-3 years), thank you so much! I'm looking forward to read anything you write next! May I request how the guys would have confessed to Candy? (Let's pretend episode 28 never happened). XOXO

I think it was obvious the boys would have definitely kissed Candy earlier on their picnic outing with her…if only Iris and Thomas hadn’t shown up at the park. Oh well. Let’s think of some other possible scenarios. And just in time for Valentine’s Day!

Nathaniel: We (our Candy) overheard Nathaniel conversing with another character (I can’t remember who) about how he also enjoys reading poetry when he’s not nose deep in a good detective novel. I think, given the opportunity he would have still confessed in the library, but would have perhaps slipped a note in Candy’s locker saying to meet him after school there. Once everyone else had left and it was just the two of them, he would perhaps use the excuse that he was looking for a poem to use for a project and wanted her help. After going through several books, he would finally reach for the one he already planned to grab and flipped it open to the poem he wanted. He would show it to Candy and ask what she thought, watching her eyes light up and a soft smile form on her lips as she read it. She would express how it was just lovely and he should use it for his project for sure. Then he would confess to Candy that it was actually one of his favorites…because it reminded him of her. Candy would take a second to register what he had just said to her, moved by his confession and relieved as she liked him too. And then they would share a passionate kiss.

Castiel: Castiel is not really the romantic type, though he has his better moments around Candy. His favorite thing to do seems to be walking Candy home when he has a chance, even though she lives the opposite direction of where he lives. Castiel has even invited her out with him while he walks Demon. A perfect opportunity for more one on one time together. So one day, after school, he would find Candy and offer to walk her home again. Thankfully she accepted. As they approached the park, he stopped her and offers to buy her a drink while they just hang out for a bit, promising he’ll get her something besides water this time. Candy is skeptical of him so nice, wondering when the sarcasm was going to show up, but accepts this offer nonetheless. They end up having a good time, laughing, joking and poking fun at each other. It starts to get a bit late as they lose track of time and Castiel keeps his promise to walk Candy home, but this time holding hand the rest of the way. As they pass through the park, he stops at the park gate near her home and gives her a genuine smile as he admits he had fun hanging out out with her. It was never boring and he always looked forward to it. She would blush, not sure how to respond. And then he would lean in for a kiss, to which she kissed back.

Lysander: Someone had posted screen caps of Lysander from the earlier episodes and Candy asking if she could ever have the chance to read or see his work/song lyrics, since he wrote such a beautiful poem for Rosa on behalf of Leigh. He mentions how one day maybe he would show her. I agree that this probably would have been the way he would have confessed to Candy. They would be hanging out by the fountain like they did while studying together that one episode and having a nice conversation, or just people watching and enjoying each others company in silent bliss. Lysander would look at Candy while she wasn’t paying attention and would smile as he pulled out his journal (for once he had it on him), and would start writing in it. Candy would notice that he seemed hard at work and would leave him him be for a bit before he spoke up. Lysander would remind her of when he said he would show her some of his work one day, to which she would nod eagerly. He would pass her his journal and let her read a few pages before flipping to the page he had just written on, confessing his feelings for her, and how she has been his biggest inspiration while writing song lyrics lately. Candy would look at him, stunned, as he patiently waited for her response. She would hug his journal to her chest, wanting to keep it close to her heart before they share a tender kiss.

Kentin: Kentin feels like his feelings for Candy are obvious and transparent, but he still needs conformation from her that she likes him to the same extent. He would invite her out on another picnic, hoping no one would bother them this time. So instead of going to the park, they went on a nature trail. The would find a nice open clearing with fresh grass, tress for shade, a few wild flowers here and there and a small creek. They would set up the blanket and enjoy a few sandwiches and some fruit like last time and then lie down to watch the clouds and point out shapes while reminiscing over their childhood. As Candy continued to look at the clouds, Kentin would excuse himself for a minute, promising to come right back. While gone, he would be a little off in the distance, picking a few wild flowers to make a small bouquet. When he returned, he would hold behind his back and make her close her eyes. Candy would sit up and humor him, curious. Then he would tell her to open them to see the flowers. She would be touched by his gesture, thinking it was very much him. She would happily take them while he took one flower and put it in her hair, saying she was prettier than any flower in existence. She would press her forehead against his and they would kiss.

Armin: These feelings are very new to Armin, so he wasn’t quite sure what to do to confess to Candy that he liked her…a lot. What to do, what to do….the only thing he could turn to for references or examples of what to do was the internet and a bunch of chick flicks and romantic comedy movies. He liked the ones from the 80′s so he began some extensive research. He didn’t have a car like Jake in 16 Candles, nor did he know anyone with such a car. He didn’t have a boombox to blare a song outside Candy’s bedroom window. Eventually he would come up with a plan B. He would start up a conversation with Candy about RomComs and eventually ask her what her favorite one was and why. After he got her answer, he would put in a bit of effort to reenact her favorite scene (which turned out to be a fun but genuine confession) from the movie she talked about, to win her over. This would all take place after school when everyone else was gone. Candy was the only audience that mattered for this. She would be slightly embarrassed and on the verge of getting misty eyed by his efforts, but above all she would smile so brightly as Armin took her in his arms and embraced her before giving her a kiss full of determination.

Just do your job

More of a fuck these new co-workers story.

I’ve been working at a crafty retail store for a little over a year now. I know where more than half of the stuff we sell goes by heart and they usually have me working the floor to put away the go-backs and recover the store before close. Its easy for me so I try not to complain much but I’m a little pissed today.
A couple days ago they hired a new girl we’ll call ’T’. T had worked at an overrated coffee shop before and doesn’t seem to realise retail is a bit different. We usually only have 1 cashier at the front most days or 2-3 during rushes. On an expected normal night we will have 1 cashier, 1 manager, 1 sale associate, and 1 framer. So T’s left at the front for most of the day.
Usually the previous sales associates on the floor only recover the store so there is ahuge mountian of go backs when I come in for a closing shift. Im usually the only floor person so I had to work quickly to put everything back and still take care of the customers who stop me. T didn’t seem to care. When she would call me up to help ring up customers she would just up and leave the cash register to do anything else. She would turn her light off and just walk out to the floor. Not for a bathroom break or anything like that. What pissed me off us that she did that shit every time she called me up. About 5-10 times during an average day. I told a manager about it, to ask if they could talk to them but nothing ever happens.
Fast forward 3 days later, I come in for my closing shift at 2.30 just in time to see another new hire having her first training shift. We’re gonna call her ‘T2’. Now, T and T2 are high school buddies, so they stick together the moment T2 starts getting trained. So this sucked because T essentially taught T2 a quarter of the basics they taught her to fucking leave with her when I got to the front. Like shit. Since our go back area is by the register when I’m done with a cart I have to go back up to refill it and they would both leave. And T claimed it was so they can both get floor experience together.
Except!! Except that T was hired as a goddamn cashier. And T2 was hired as a GODDAMN CASHIER. Meaning they both have little reason to have floor experience for go-backs because the manager who hired them said they were specifically hired to stay up front as cashiers. If a customer needs something they T or T2 dont know about all they have to do is radio a manager and 90% of the time they know or they call me or the manager up.
This last night, both T and T2 were stuck at the front due to a line of customers. I was sent out to grab carts from the parking lot. When I had come back in, they whined that they wouldn’t have time to take trash out from under the registers. I’d had gotten so pissed off I took all the trash bins from all 8 registers, brought them to my register, called the next in line and rang them out while I dumped all the trash into one big trash bag. Then, when the last few customers were being rang out while both girls stared at me like I killed a child, I told them to put new bags on the bins and put them back. I left to the managers office after that and complained that they didnt even have a method to throw the goddamn trash out. T had been working a little over a week. T2 has been working 6 days. So why they didnt have a goddamn method for trash is fucking unbelievable. Why it took me under 5 minutes to do when they had 4 hours is fucking bullshit. Mostly angry because they had complained the moment I came back from the hot parking lot dragging carts into the store. They yelled about it front of 15 customers who all looked like I was abusing them. It’s literally a chore at home. My manager had agreed and when closing time came they both were told to leave early and they both looked like it came as a shock.
Look, I have shit to do. I gotta do go-backs, clean up the aisles, and deal with customers and their more than often I-didnt-even-try-researching-before-i-got-here questions. Along with following around suspicious customers, following a big family of children because they ALWAYS leave a trail of messes, and doing exerting projects such as move 150, three pound candles across the store. With only 1 cart and an hour till close and only half an hour after close so I don’t have time for this leaving bullshit. I don’t have time for this 'we dont think we will have time for the trash chore’ bullshit. I have no literal time to get fired for not doing my job because I was doing theirs. Fuck T and T2.

White Lies // Taehyung

Drabble game request: Taehyung + “How could I ever forget about you?” + Best Friends AU | for @bangtan-bangbang

Word count: 2,056 words

Character: Taehyung x reader


Keep reading

Pulsar’s 10 Favorite Anime Of 2016

It’s time for my Top 10 Favorite Anime Of 2016 List!

A few things to keep in mind:

1. Im not including any sequel series (which means Sound Euphonium 2 and Food Wars: The Second Plate arent on my list, although theyre both great shows and definitely worth checking out).

2. This is strictly my opinion. If you dont see a show you liked on here, Im not bashing it or saying its not any good.

3. Im only including shows I watched all the way through to the end. There are some shows I didnt get a chance to finish like Mob Psycho 100, Orange and Shouwa Genroku that I need to revisit.

With that all said, here we go with the Honorable Mentions!  

—-

HONORABLE MENTION #1: PLEASE TELL ME, GALKO-CHAN!

This is a really fun series of comedy shorts revolving around three high school girls: an otaku, a gyaru (think the Japanese equivalent of a valley girl) and a sweet but airheaded rich girl. Most of the humor is sex-related and yet the show never feels mean-spirited. Definitely worth checking out if you want something quick to watch and laugh at.


HONORABLE MENTION #2: MAGICAL GIRL RAISING PROJECT

Dark takes on the “magical girl” genre have become more and more commonplace in the aftermath of Madoka Magica. This show revolves around a mobile app game that allows you to create your own magical girl, and gives 1 in 10,000 players the ability to become a real-life superhero. But soon things take a dark and violent turn.

What separates this show from the pack is the sheer variety of powers and abilities that it features. All the girls (and one guy) have different motivations for wanting to be a superhero, and their powers are diverse and interesting. Dont let the cute art fool you: this is NOT for young kids.


HONORABLE MENTION #3: SHE AND HER CAT - EVERYTHING FLOWS

The only reason I wound up not including this show in my top ten is because its literally 4 five minute episodes. But man does it pack a punch, especially if you love animals.

This is a short series about a young woman and her aging pet cat. The show is entirely from the point of view of the cat, and you see how he views the world and how he views his owner with unconditional love. If youve ever owned a pet, take the time to watch this one.

—–

And now its time for my Top 10 Anime of 2016. Here we go!

#10: MYRIAD COLORS PHANTOM WORLD

KyoAni’s first series of 2016 was this overlooked fun little fantasy gem about a near future in which a virus has caused people to be able to perceive extra-dimensional and paranormal beings around them. The main characters are four students of a special school for students with special abilities who can seal off and fight phantoms, or in some cases help them resolve their unfinished business so they can move on.

This show got a lot of attention early on in 2016 and just as fast seemed to drop off the radar, mostly because people seemed disappointed that it wasnt a darker/more “serious” show. But thats okay. Sometimes I just want to be entertained. And Myriad Colors does that.

#9: KONOSUBA - GOD’S BLESSING ON THIS WONDERFUL WORLD!

Konosuba is the first of two “trapped in a fantasy world” anime series on my Top 10 list. This is a trope that has been done to death, but where this one won me over was in the sheer irreverence it has for its own genre.

The main character, after dying in a rather embarrassing fashion, is magically transported to a fantasy world by a goddess who turns out to be a bit of a screw-up. In order to find work in this new world, he assembles a motley crew including a masochistic knight and a mage who only want to blow things up. Sound ridiculous? It is. And it’s absolutely hilarious.

KONOSUBA returns for a 2nd season starting this month, so you have time to catch up before then!


#8: IZETTA THE LAST WITCH 

In an alternate version of World War II, the archduchess of a small country about to invaded by the Germans is kidnapped… but is then rescued by her childhood friend, who turns out to be the last witch on Earth. The witch volunteers her help in defending her friend’s country from the invaders, and soon the tide has turned in a BIG way.

Do you like watching WWII-era dogfights? Imagine one with a witch flying around using a giant rifle as a broom and blowing Nazi planes out of the sky. If that doesn’t sound cool to you, I don’t know what to say. Check this one out if you like badass female leads and awesome action sequences.


#7: KIZNAIVER

Studio TRIGGER (Kill La Kill) returned in 2016 with this sci-fi series about a group of teenagers who are forced to be part of an experiment linking them emotionally. This show connected (see what I did there) with me on multiple levels. Adolescence can be an insanely painful part of life, and many people never move on past the things that are done and said to them during this time. The characters on this show, even if they aren’t always likeable, are always UNDERSTANDABLE. I genuinely felt for all of them and wanted them to end up OK. If you like sci-fi but want something different, give this one a go.


#6: 91 DAYS

This is another great series that seemed to fly under the radar this year. I never heard many of my friends who are into anime talking about this one, and its a shame, because this show is something special.

91 DAYS is set during Prohibition and is about a young man whose entire family is murdered by the Mafia. Seven years later, while in hiding, he receives a letter giving him the names of the men responsible, and he begins to work his way into the family in order to destroy it from the inside out.

This is a fantastic revenge story, with some twists and turns you won’t expect and a darkness to it that stuck with me a long time after it ended.

#5: PLANETARIAN

“I am just a little broken…”

Prepare to have your heart a LOT broken.

PLANETARIAN takes place in a post-apocalyptic future where hostile machines have taken over the Earth. A “junker” is scavenging for supplies in a department store when he is greeted by the android mascot of the store’s rooftop planetarium… who has been in stasis for years and has no idea what has happened to the world. The junker initially wants nothing to do with her but realizing he has nowhere to go decides to hide out in the planetarium for a while, and soon gets roped into fixing the projector so the android can present the show to any guests who may show up.

If you like your sci-fi with a healthy dose of feels, check this one out. Its only 5 episodes long but it stuck with me long after I watched it, and I’ll likely be coming back to rewatch it many times in the future.

#4: YURI!!! ON ICE

Yes, an anime about gay male figure skaters made my top 10 list? Why? Because its an awesome goddamn show, that’s why.

After suffering a complete meltdown at the previous World Finals, Yuri has given up on skating and has decided to come home to Japan. No sooner has he returned than his idol, a Russian figure skater named Victor, shows up at his doorstep… wanting to become his coach.

This show is consistently fun to watch, with great animation, some incredible skating sequences, and arguably the best romantic couple of the year in anime. And tell me the opening song doesn’t get you pumped, and I’ll call you a lying sack of shit. Yuri On Ice is awesome. Watch it. Like, now. 

—–

My top 3 is where it gets tricky, because any of these next three shows could have been my #1. I’d rank them all at the top in terms of quality, so I’m going with them in the order of which ones had the most emotional impact on me personally.

#3: KABANERI OF THE IRON FORTRESS

If you liked Attack On Titan, this is better. Yes, I said it. I love Attack On Titan, but this is a better show. 


Set in an alternate timeline during the Industrial Revolution in Japan, a virus causes people to transform into walking corpses who soon overrun the entire country. Humans are forced to barricade themselves in walled cities and use armor-plated trains to travel from fortress to fortress. One day, in the middle of his home being overrun by the “kabane,” a young engineer who has been working on a new steam-powered weapon designed to defeat the monsters is bitten by one of them… but instead of transforming all the way, he becomes a kabaneri, a human/kabane hybrid. He joins up with a fellow female kabaneri and the survivors of his fallen city in an attempt to make their way to safety on board one of the armored trains.

This show is essentially a nonstop chase sequence through the first half, and political intrigue comes into play halfway through. If you like nonstop action, gore and terror, this is your ticket to ride.

#2: RE:ZERO
I watched the first episode of this show the day after it aired, got bored, and didn’t come back to it…until about three months later, when I kept hearing people talk about the show and how it was affecting them. While on a road trip I decided to give it another shot, and ended up binge-watching the entire series in one go. It’s that good.

RE:ZERO is about a young man who, after shopping at a convenience store, suddenly finds himself in a fantasy world straight out of the games and shows he loves. While initially thrilled to be there, he finds out rather quickly that he is completely out of his element and ends up dying a rather grisly death… only to find himself back where he started from when he first showed up in the new world. It turns out that he has the ability to come back after dying to a certain “save point” (which changes over time), and while no one around him remembers the previous timeline, he does.

So, all good right? No matter what happens you can come back and fix it? Well, not so fast. Imagine falling in love with someone only for them to not remember who you are or things you’ve talked about. Imagine seeing the people you care about die over and over again because you keep messing up. Imagine making mistakes, thinking you can fix them by dying… and coming back further along in the timeline and NOT being able to undo them.

This show takes all the issues I usually have with the “transported to a fantasy world” genre and not only addresses them but essentially makes them the focus of the show. The main character alternates between being funny and likeable and selfish and arrogant, and while he can be hard to like at times, he’s easy to understand and identify with. The supporting characters are fantastic (including arguably my favorite female character of the year, Rem the demon maid) and the story has many twists and turns, with many more to come as the show has been confirmed for second season.

I’ve never been so glad that I gave an anime a second chance as I am with RE:ZERO. Definitely check this one out.

#1: ERASED

Imagine this: when you’re a child, two of your friends and a third child you don’t know but is in your class are murdered. You were the last person to see the third victim alive, but didn’t do or say anything, and you have felt guilty ever since.

Since then, you have had a curse: every once in a while, you will relive the same three to five minutes over and over again, Groundhog Day style, until you change something. It might mean pushing someone out of the way of a car, it might mean stopping a purse snatcher. But you are stuck until you fix what needs to be fixed.

Now imagine, after coming home to find a loved one murdered, you are blamed for the crime and are about to be arrested when you feel that same “rewind” effect happening… only when you open your eyes, it is 1988, you are 11 years old walking to school (but with your 29 year old mind intact), and the murders from your childhood are about to happen again.

What would you do?

ERASED is the best anime of 2016. No other show excited me, terrified me, made me think, made me cry, or made me remember as much as this show did. Even if you don’t like anime, watch this show. It’s my #1 for a reason.

Thanks for taking the time to check out my list! If you see a favorite of yours from 2016 that’s missing, shoot me a message and I’ll check it out! 

British Invasion | 8

Overview:In the middle of her freshman year of high school Riley Matthew’s mother gets a once in a lifetime opportunity to run her firms London Office. Much to everyone’s surprise her mother accepts the job, forcing Riley and her younger brother Auggie to leave behind everything they’ve ever known. Almost three years later the Matthew’s family moves back to New York and Riley comes to realize a lot has changed in the time she’s been gone.
Author’s Notes: Getting closer to finding out what happened in London that made them come home!!! Riley also finally apologizes to Lucas for how she acted in Texas. 
Chapter Eight: “Don’t You (Forget About Me)”
Previous Chapters: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7
Word Count: 3,823

♡♡♡

Riley stared at her father in horror as he silently walked across the living room to her. He looked disheveled, his hair was more unruly than usual and his normally expressive eyes looked like they had sunken in significantly. She swallowed hard, now very aware that Sam’s hands were still holding her. She nudges him off, terrified that her father would chase him out of the building or kick him out and tell him to get lost but the closer Cory gets the easier it is to see that he was looking right through them.

He walks past the startled teens, not saying one word as he saunters over to the kitchen, pulling out a bottle of water and taking a large gulp before turning to face them again. He pinches the bridge of his nose taking a deep breath before he addresses them.

“How long are you here for, Sam?” He asks, now massaging his temples in attempt to relieve some tension.

Sam stumbles over his words for a minute, trying not to freak out as the father of the girl he was just kissing glared at him from across the room. “Um, just for the weekend sir. I’ll be gone on Monday.”

“Topanga know you’re here?” Cory asks, taking another big gulp of his water bottle.

“Yes sir.” Sam nods, “She made up the guest room for me.” He adds in, hoping that’ll put the man’s mind at ease. He didn’t want him to think that he and Riley were sharing a bed, or even a room.

“Why don’t you go on over to bed.” Cory motions to the door. “I need to speak to my daughter.”

Keep reading

The Fabled Masterlist

 NEWT : 

a girl we cant understand part 1 - cute
a girl we cant understand part 2 - cute
a girl we cant understand part 3 - smutty
a girl we cant understand part 4 - cute
a girl we cant understand part 5 - smut
naughty boy newt - smut
part 1 poker night - fluffy
part 2 total control - commical and cute
part 3 around my little finger - flirty borderline smut
part 4 my lady - smut
your really ill ? - hilariously cute
bed bath - flirty
the real second in command part 1 - fluffly
the real second in command part 2 - cute and flirty
part 1 what just happened - fluffly
part 2 will you keep your hands to yourself - fluffy and flirty
part 3 we are so dead - fluff
part4 oops - smut
part 1 undying sex appeal - smut
part 2 i just cant stay away - smut
who do i want ? - smut [newt x reader x thomas] part 1
what the bloody hell is wrong with you ? - smutpart 2 
she’ll be okay it will just take a while - sad
i have something to say in front of the whole glade - cute
part 1 
throw it up - funny and fluffy
part 2 sweeter then chocolate - sickeningly cute
part 1 the friend zone is unescapeable - cute
part 2 the great escape - cute and flirty
part 3 hallelujah - fluffy
i wont say im in
love - fluffy
for w.i.c.k.e.d’s amusement - funny [musical]
kitten part 1 - fluffy
kitten part 2 - fluffy
kitten part 3 - smut
kitten part 4 - cute
kitten part 5 - smut
kitten part 6 - cute
kitten part 7 - to cute for earth
kitten part 8 - to cute for the universe 
something isn’t right part 1 - flirty
something isn’t right part 2 - smut
part 1 i need to borrow you newt - flirty
part 2 - for science ? for science - flirty and smuttish
well that works - fluffy
the cure - smut 
explanation - flirty 
that was lucky- flirty
part 1 When i get my hands on you - very smutty
part 2 pay back - smutty tourcher
part 1 i wasn’t dreaming - smut
part 2 bath time - sexy
If You Really Love Someone You Want Them To Be Happy p1 - cute - AU
If You Really Love Someone You Want Them To Be Happy p2 - cute - AU
If You Really Love Someone You Want Them To Be Happy p3 - smut - AU
If You Really Love Someone You Want Them To Be Happy p4 - cute - AU
confidence booster- smut
gardeners hands - flirty and romantic
sorry isn’t good enough - smut
3 years is a long time - smut
it seemed like a good idea - smut- newt x teresa x reader
i dare you to…- smut
the family name - smut- AU
not now- smut- AU
your drunk- smut
don’t ask -smutty - AU
what do i do now - smut
scare the nightmares away - smut
lips of my girlfriend tommy -smut
do you know…-smut
fifty shades of glade - smut filled 
fifty shades of glade II - smutty
don’t - smut
“My Bad Girl” “My Good Boy” P1-flirty -AU
“My Bad Girl” “My Good Boy” P2-smut - AU
“My Bad Girl” “My Good Boy” P3- sweet - AU
  Angels - very sad
oh shuck of ive waited six years for this - smut -AU [SORT OFF]
Jamie you twit - smut - AU
no happy endings - sad
get your hands off my daughter - smut - AU
just like the old days- smut- AU
you shouldn’t have asked -smut
you snooze you lose - cute
the biggest mistake i ever made - sad - AU
dream come true - smut [newtmas + next x reader]
swap around - smut- newt x reader x minho
pre destined - smut
p1 - glade morning - fluffy
p2 - running day - smut
p3 - a night in the maze - smut
my secret admirer - flirty
to tell her or not to tell her - fluffy
can’t sleep? - cute
life p1 - flirty
life p2 - sad
your mean :( - smut
the other woman- cute moments
Go Back In Your Shell Little Turtle - sweet
it’s a boy? - flirty
almost lover - sad
part 1 how the bloody hell do they know what ive been doing - smut
part 2 for me ? - smuttish
my mini’s streamed up windows - smut- AU
one of these days - sweet
my dirty little secret -smut
would you? - flirty a bit smutty
TV Snuggles - flirty [minewt]
newt- what happened last night - smut references 
Y/n - what happened last night - smut references
Minho - what happened last night - smut references 
answers - what happened last night - answers
wicked worker - what happened last night - sad
how gentle am i now ? - smut
falling slowly - sad
p1 if you truly love her, go. - sweet
p2 if you truly love me, help me. - abuse and sweet conclusion
happy to steal kisses for all eternity - cute 
virgin dosent always mean innocence - smut
splinter excuse - smut
i wuv you - smut [ involves other gladers as well]
pain killers - smutty
HUGE - smut
bad girl - smut
p1 Tiny babies - cute - other gladers included 
p2 tiny babies - mummy - cute
p3 tiny babies - screams - smut
p4 tiny babies - what happened - answers
leather jackets and poodle skirts - flirty - 1950′s AU
why are you wearing a scarf ? - smut suggestion - [scortch trials]
gotcha - cute 
Draw Me Like One Of Your Glade Girls Newt - smutty - artist AU
bad day - smutty + comedy
are you jealous of my jelly ? - cute - AU
300mph - smut -AU
part 1 strip defence - smuttyish
part 2 control yourself - smut
p1correction now we are gonna die - smut - newt x reader x thomas
p2 well now what? - smut- newt x reader x thomas + newtmas
how many of you are in here ? - smut
mumma -cute 
thanks love - smut
im a penguin - cute 
part 1 OH- smutty references - AU
part 2 UH - smut - AU
MONSTER p1 - scary - deathcure
MONSTER P2 - scary - deathcure
MONSTER P3 - scary - deathcure
GHOST P1 - scary + smut hints -AU
GHOST P2 - funny and scary - AU
GROSS - funny + mild smut
not such a nice glade any more - dark
strawberry cookies p1 - cute 
p2 - cute
p3 - smut suggestion 
Oi not so rough - flirty- scorch trials
skirt -smut - AU
kissing booth- AU
thank you - smut
help - smutty- AU
all mine - cute  - newtmas 
p1 hen night - smut suggestion - AU
i-i-im gonna die - sweet - death cure 
the baby part 1 - cute 
the baby part 2 - smutty 
take it - smut
smitten potion - sweet
not her - SPOLIERS - TST
questions - smutty suggestions
daemons - cute 
make your move - flirty and cheezy 
glamours glade p1 
glamours glade p2 
i dont know - cute 
bubble bath - smutty

knowledge - smutty 

fangirls - bit of everything 

english please - cute

one touch is all it takes - smut

MINHO :

you deserve better then gally - cute
it’ll be okay - fluffy
pull me back - sad
HIM! - funny 

GALLY :

no real explanation - smut

SANGSTER :

you- fluffy
lets destroy it - smut
love is weird - smut
dont tell teresa - smut
i got fucked by thomas sangster - smut
Section 6.5 Test - smutish
alone - smutish
this is not my phone - cute
the watcher - smut
i still love you y’know - cute
p1- a million miles from home - cute
p2 - a mile from home - cute
holidays - fluffy
the girl - smut
run away - smut
the maid - smut
Doctor sangster p1 - fluffy [depression and self harm]
doctor sangster p2 - smut [ suicide attempt] 
night school - smut 
unconventional school romance - smut
single rider p1 - none
p1 master of the house - flirty 
p2 a party in Transylvania - smut
part 1 let her go - sad
part 2 im never letting you go again - sweet
its the end of the world as we know it and im fine with it p1- funny
its the end of the world as we know it and im fine with it p2 - flirty
tents - smut
Waking up in Vegas - funny
lords and princess- smut references
p1“hi, you have a cat right?” - cute
p2 “complaining?” “No” - smut suggestion 
every last inch - adorable 
what the hell’s going on - smutty - tbs x reader x dylan 

baby girl - cute 

the nanny - cute - Victorian 

dancer - flirty 

the great war - smutty suggestion 

last two in existence - smut  p1

p2 begin again - cute 

speakeasy p1 - flirty 

combination plot line :

The fort - cute
my VERY good friend - smut
teddy and the blanket - cute
no babies here - smut
a bit more then just a cuddle and a kiss- flirty
good book- cute
please - fluffy
it was strange-smut
is that as yes ? - cute 
that was spontaneous - smut
sex tape - smut
dominate and submissive - smut overload
mummy and daddy - sweet
where was it ? - funny
4:35 pm -smut
not tonight love- smut
not again - funny
19 months - smut
spooning - cute
we have two already - cute
baby face - cute
present - cute
what cha doing ? - smut references
I HATE YOUR GENETICS - FUNNY
fuck you like a thunder bird - smut
baby’s arnt fish - cute
i just cant do this any more - sad [ saddest ive ever writen]
seriously - funny
profanity - funny
prankster - funny
same on stuff - xmas - cute
cream - sexy
brunette - cute
getting back together - sweet
tommy the  Technophobe - cute 
live in London - smutty suggestion 

aphrodisiac smoothy - smutty suggestion  

ticklish - cute

the chatt - smut explanation

OTHER  :

second love lasts forever p1
second love lasts forever p2 

orbit ever after : what about leela - fluffy + tad flirty at end

the girl with the guitar part 1
part2
part3
part4

i had a good reason p1 - everything 

i had a good reason p2 - everything 

i had a good reason p3 - “      “

my girl p1 - cute 

Brother's Best Friend

Originally posted by rapmonsexpensivegirl

Requested

Your brother is away so his best friend comes out to play

Warning: Smut

Part 2  Part 3  Part 4  Part 5  Part 6  Part 7  Part 8

Keep reading

Song:Planes-Jeremih
Alps-Novo Amor
Faux-Ed Tullet

A/N-for the purpose of this imagine, we’ll just say that Brett is part of the pack.-also I feel like this is gonna be a long one so enjoyyyyy x

Imagine:

You leant over the side of the balcony and sighed.
The sun was setting in New York and the winds were becoming harsh. You peered over the waters the warm colors of the sky reflecting painting the ocean, your ears blocking out the soft chatter of your best friends.

Lydia and Malia were watching you from a distance whilst the others were sharing their funny stories. Both of the girls were worried about you, ever since you had all arrived in New York you had been abnormally quiet.

You had been having sudden flashbacks for a couple of weeks now, something had been bothering you for months.

*flashback-3years Earlier*
At this point you’d wished that you’d listened to Lydia when she was voicing her concerns about the annual pack trip.
Lydia wouldn’t get in the car, she was a banshee, so when she had those feelings of dread you trusted them.

“Y/n, you guys can’t get into that car something terrible is going to happen"Lydia shook your shoulders.

“Lydia, I know your worried but please We need this break. We both know how stressed I’ve been I promise I’ll be okay"you reassured her.

She knew that she couldn’t persuade you.
You smiled at your other best friend Stiles as you lifted your suitcase into the car.

Your ex boyfriend Brett grinned at you as he put his own belongings into the car.

"This is going to be a great trip, right guys?"He bellowed at everyone. Causing everyone to drop what they were doing, they started to cheer. Lydia watched and shook her head, frowning.

You, Stiles, Brett, Malia and Scott were the ones going on the trip. The other half of the pack were staying behind to finish the school year.
You gave Lydia a long hug before leaving, again reassuring her that you’d return home in one piece.

You sat in the front with Stiles, the others bundled in the back.
"I’m the DJ"you announced.

"I wouldn’t have it any other way"Stiles grinned over at you.
Stiles had been your best-friend for years, he was your favorite person and you’d been through hell and back with him.

As you drove along the empty road, your stomach started to twist and turn. The feeling was unrecognizable and it didn’t feel right.

You peered up from your phone and screamed when you caught a glimpse of the animal in the road.
"Stiles watch out!!"you warned.

Stiles swerved to the side trying to avoid running over the creature, in the process he crashed into a big overgrown tree, causing the car to flip over. Static filled your ears as the glass shattered around you. The smell of petrol suffocated you and your eyes were adjusting to your surroundings.

The metallic taste of Blood filled your mouth as you hung upside down.
When your hearing had returned you could hear screaming and shouting.

Outside of the car Malia, Scott and Brett were panicking. They’d made it out of the car with only a few cuts and bruises. They would heal. Thank god they would heal.

You moved your head slowly to the side and glanced at Stiles, he was awake and he was staring at you. Hung upside down just like you.

"Stiles"you breathed out.

"Your alive thank god"he cried out.

"Can you undo your seatbelt?"you asked, your voice becoming shaky.

He reached beneath and clicked his seatbelt, he fell out of his seat.
You smiled.
"Your okay, your going to be okay"you nodded.

"I’m gonna lift you out of your seat okay y/n?"Stiles reached over and undid your seatbelt.

He gently pulled you out of your seat but you wouldn’t budge, instead a pain surged through your legs.

You screamed.
"Stiles my leg is stuck"you sobbed.
Brett was trying to push the car.

"No wait don’t move it Brett!"Stiles shouted out to him.

"I promise I’ll get you out of here"Stiles held your cheeks.

"I can smell gas, you need to leave Stiles"you warned.

"Not without you, I’m not leaving without you"he protested.
Scott and Malia flipped the car back onto its normal side.
They were both banging their fists against the doors, trying to pry them open.

"Stiles if you stay, your going to die with me, get out now"you coughed as the fumes made your head go dizzy.

The car was going to blow any minute.

He sat back in his seat and buckled his seatbelt.
"Well in that case then y/n y/l/n I’m glad I’m going to die by your side. I’m glad it’s you I take my last breath with because it’s always been you"Stiles confessed as he gripped onto your hand.

"I love you"you said slowly, making sure he heard every word.

Black spots started to fill your eyes and moments later you were surrounded by darkness.
*

The night had taken over and you were all still outside on the balcony, no one was ready to go inside.

Liam had lit the fire and everyone had gathered round.
You felt a hand slip into yours. You glanced up to see Brett.

Your yanked your hand out of his and he frowned.
"What’s wrong?"he asked.

"I know Brett"you replied bitterly.

"Know what?"he choked out.

"You’ve been lying to me for 3 years. You have manipulated me because I didn’t have a memory. You thought that you could fill them with your sick fantasy because you didn’t want me to be with someone else. Well it’s all coming back to me now"you hissed.

*flashback*
Your eyes fluttered open.
The sound of beeping replaced the silence, at first your vision was blurred but after a while you recognized where you were.

The hospital.
You tried to call out but your throat was dry.
Your hand reached over for the cup of water on the desk next to you.

Brett stood in front of your bed, a smile on his face.

"Hello sleepyhead"he greeted you.

"I’m-I’m alive?"you asked.

"You are"he nodded.

"Is stiles? Is he okay?"you said quickly.

"He’s okay, he’s great actually. He’s with Lydia now"Brett explained.

"With Lydia? What do you mean, how long have I been out for?"you mumbled,trying to gather your thoughts. Everything was scattered. Your memories, your thoughts.

"They are in love y/n"Brett said, he sounded happy.

"How did I get out of the car?”
You had so many questions.

Brett hesitated for a minute before answering.
“I saved you, Stiles left you in the car. I had to come and get you out”
*

“You didn’t get me out of that burning car, in fact you were nowhere to be seen"you pushed him away.

"Your just confused"Brett shook his head.

"No I’m not, It wasn’t you that got me out of that car, it was Stiles all this time my memory has come back to me in bits and pieces"you exclaimed furiously

*flashback-3 years earlier*
Stiles watched as you passed out.
He was determined,he now could smell the gas aswell.

Stiles had sent Malia and Scott to get help.
He fumbled with his seatbelt and dropped out of his seat. Scrambling over to you and pulling you from your seat. You wouldn’t move.

He wrapped his arms around your waist and pressed his foot against the inside of the car. After a couple more attempts he’d broken you free.

He pulled you from the burning vehicle and rested you in his lap, far away from the flames that now scorched the inside.

Tears fell down his face when he realized that it could have been you engulfed in those flames.
He took off his checkered shirt and wrapped it around your body.
Cradling you close.

"Okay y/n, you can wake up"he spoke to you slowly, brushing the hair out of your face that was now covered in black marks.

Your eyes remained closed.
"Y/n?"he sniffed.

"Please wake up, I need to say it back"he sobbed louder.
*

"You need to go"you cried as you turnt away from Brett.

"We can sort this out"Brett pulled at your arm.

"There is no we, Brett. For 3 years now you’ve made me think that Stiles left me in that car to die”
He grumbled a few profanities and he stomped away. Pushing Stiles violently out of the way.

Stiles’ head immediately turnt your way. His mouth falling open slightly. He knew.
You faced the group, mascara covered your face.

“It’s over"you said.

After comforting you for hours everyone had gone their separate ways, each to their own hotel room.
You and Stiles stood opposite each other. The only ones left.

You lit the fire again, it had burned out hours ago.
Stiles watched you closely as you walked back over to the balcony.

He found himself standing next to you.
"Who ended it, you or him?"he said simply.

"Me"you answered.

"Good because if he dumped you I would seriously hurt him"Stiles folded his arms and looked out over the city.

"I remember"you blurted out.
Stiles dropped his hands to his side and he faced you.

"I’ve wanted to say it for so long now y/n"Stiles spoke quickly.

"I remember everything Stiles"you repeated.

"3 years of watching you with him again, you were always so angry at me and I didn’t know why. I couldn’t cope"Stiles added.

"It was never him, I always knew at the back of my mind it’s just that I could never remember"you said quietly.

"Please just let me say it, I want you to hear me say it I want you to hear it clearly just like I heard you say it 3 years ago"Stiles held your hand tightly just like he did in the burning car 3 years prior.

"I love you"he announced to you. He announced it to the whole of New York City.


-sorry for any mistakes.

So for the past 2 years I have been struggling with a chronic illness along with chronic fatigue syndrome. Somehow I have managed to still do pretty well (not amazing) at school. These are the steps I take to make sure that I stay on top of school, but more importantly, take care of myself. These methods can be applied to anyone, not just people with chronic illnesses. 

 Applies mostly to people with chronic illnesses- 

 1 – Talk to your teachers If your teachers understand, they are more likely to help you out. Ask to see them after class and explain your situation, or if you don’t feel comfortable talking to them, write them a big email and get your parents to do so as well. 

 2 – Accept that some teachers wont give a damn Some teachers are going to be amazing and email you slides and notes every time you miss class. But you have to accept that some teachers wont care, and in this case you need to find someone in the class who can photocopy their notes for you. If the teacher really is a problem, talk to/email your school counsellor and they will chase them up. 

 3 – Look into other options Talk to your family and counsellors about home school/online school/health school. I personally do school through a health school. They manage it all so that I can take 2 of my classes physically at school, and 2 online. This means I only go to school a few days a week and do the rest from home. 

 4 – Be prepared to make sacrifices. You may want to look into a career change if its going to make things easier for you. Your also going to have to accept that your not going to get top marks every time. You need time for yourself so you may have to settle for an average grade. That is OK. I cannot stress this enough. There is nothing wrong with just passing! 

 5 – Choose subjects you can manage. Find out what the minimum amount of subjects allowed is, and only pick subjects that you know you can mange eg ditch chemistry lmao. If you have a subject that is required for your further study then focus all your energy on that one and choose other easier subjects. It sucks but trust me it makes life easier. 

 Applies to everyone- 

 6 – Bundle up. Talk to your parents about investing some money into a decent jacket. Nothing is worse then the dash from the train station to class in the freezing cold winter without a good jacket. Find one that is warm, waterproof and has a hood, to avoid catching a cold.

 7 – Food. Make sure you take plenty of healthy snacks to school and make good food choices. However, don’t skimp on comfort food. If you know that a bowl of fries or a muffin is gonna get you through a hard day, go for it! 

 8 – Pack light. Nothing is going to make your aches and pains worse than a heavy bag. Leave as much as you can in your locker, The uni I’m going to next year also has lockers for hire, so look into it. I only carry my notebook, water bottle, meds and some snacks in my bag. If you have a lightweight laptop take that too. I have a macbook pro which weighs like 10,000 kgs so I prefer to leave it at home. 

 9 – meds Meds MEDS. Always stay on top of ANY medication you take. Set alarms on your phone both morning and evening so you don’t forget. 

 10 – Set aside time for yourself everyday. And I mean completely for yourself. No school work, no chores, no nothing. I usually take an hour and a half to just watch tv, take a hot bath or read. 

 11 – Set yourself a strict routine. This will help your sleeping habits, eating habits, study habits, everything. Make one and stick to it. Type it up and make it pretty. Print it out and pin it on your wall. Heres my evening routine as an example: 

  • 5:00 pm – Homework 
  • 7:00 pm – Downtime + Dinner 
  • 8:30 pm – Check bullet journal and complete anything that is unfinished 
  • 9:30 pm – shower and get pj’s on 
  • 10:00 pm – Lights out, phone/laptop away                                               

12 – Don’t be afraid to skip class. When I first got sick I felt terrible about missing classes, but if you have a chronic illness pushing yourself is only gonna set you back. If your having a hard day physically or mentally stay home and email your teachers asking for work to catch up on. 

 13 – WATER. I have a morning bottle, an at school bottle and 2 evening bottles. DRINK WATER. 

 Some last quick things: 

  • Don’t have energy drinks if you have cfs. You will want to die. 
  • Coffee is ok but I generally avoid. 
  • Talk to your friends or anyone who will listen. 
  • Buy a good backpack with comfortable straps. 
  • If you feel dizzy/nauseous go home. 
  • Sometimes treating yourself like a child is the best thing you can do. 
  • Take hot baths. 
  • BATH BOMBS. 
  • Carry 12 hours worth of ibuprofen and paracetamol at all times. 
  • Carry headphones at all times. 
  •  Don’t be scared to ask for help. 
  • Daily light exercise actually does help with your energy even if you feel like it wont.

 There you have it. I hope these help someone. Remember nothing, not even your education, is more important than your health. 

 Rest well, Rebecca xx

The Anniversary

Chapter 2

————– Adrien’s POV ————-

Adrien had arrived early to school, too eager to get much sleep. Today was the day that he first met his lady, and he got to celebrate the occasion by wearing a ladybug costume, how fitting.

If it were up to him he would be wearing an exact replica of his bug-a-boo’s costume, mask and all. But it wasn’t meant to be. His father told him that “playing dress-up” at Adrien’s age was tasteless, and since he is always in the public eye, his father couldn’t condone such things.

Which meant that he had to find a way to represent his complete and udder admiration for the love of his life while also looking like the perfect model son that his father wants him to be.

Keep reading