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Rebuttal: Pearl Did Not Shatter Pink Diamond

So some friends and I were discussing the SU ‘Wanted’/Memoral Day episodes, particularly theories related to The Trial.  This is my opinion on the relevant theories regarding Pearl.  I’ll post my own theory shortly.

It’s fairly long (enough so that it seemed like the post window was starting to break), and spoilers abound.  So details are below the line if you’re up for it.

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Spencer Hastings is Uber A

Hi everyone! I’ve been working on this theory for months and I promised everyone I would post it. I think this is the best theory I’ve written. So here it is. Spencer is Uber -A and Charlotte’s killer. There is A LOT of stuff that points to her and I will explain everything in this post. She was wearing the black hoodie way BEFORE CeCe was revealed as “A”. She was working solo. She was always one step ahead of A and I’m going to prove it here. First we have to look at “A” It’s a rule for “A” either if you’re ORIGINAL, BIG, or UBER, whatever… you have to be a incredibly smart

“A” can’t be just played by anyone from the show. The person who is behind the stalking and the threats HAS to have everything under control. There are only 4 people that can play this role and it’s: Spencer, Mona, Wren, and Lucas. A lot of people say that none of the liars can’t be A because they are the ones that get the threats. This is a lie because if you go back to season 2, Mona was sending herself texts and she was ‘A’. In season 4, supposedly CeCe dressed herself as Red Coat to help Alison save Emily from “A” and she was the one behind it. Never ever trust ANYONE on the show. The show is about LYING.

Marlene King described Uber ‘A’ as the smartest and most motivated A of all. Spencer is one of the smartest characters on the show along with Mona. We are talking about a genius here. There are currently three villains on the show:

A.D / Uber A = Charlotte’s killer

Amoji = Elliott Rollins & Mary Drake

Uber A is indeed the smartest A of all because she’s the killer and is pretending to find Charlotte’s killer when she’s the one behind it

Uber A is Charlotte’s killer and here’s why: Mary and Elliott are working with Uber A (I think they don’t even know who this person is and their motives, they are just pawns because they think this person is also looking for Charlotte’s killer) Uber A is incredibly smart to just expose their identity. Every “A” is an anonymous character. Back when CeCe was A no one from the team knew it was her just Sara but of course she had to expose herself so she could force her to help and lock her in the dollhouse

In other words, “A” is the killer and is trying to find someone to blame for the murder. She’s hiding in plain sight while she’s enjoying the show. Literally.

Spencer has everything to be A. She has the brain, she has the resources, money, the liars’ trust, she has her family that will protect her at all costs. Literally, Peter believed that Spencer had killed Alison and that’s why she was protecting her. She has EVERYTHING to play such sinister game.

In 3x01 “It Happened that Night”, 5 months have passed after Mona is revealed as A and Maya’s death. 3x01 has been known as “The Return of Uber A”. These are the people that are in this episode.

Alison, Spencer, Hanna, Emily, Aria, Mona, Ezra, Caleb, Toby, Wren, Lucas, Ella, Ashley, Veronica, and Garrett. 

The liars are having a sleepover at Spencer’s house and this is when Emily is drugged with Milizopam and is taken to the cemetery. If you re-watch the scene which is here you can see that it was impossible for anyone else to drug her. She was drugged by one of the liars and it was SPENCER! Spencer took the flask from her. No one else was in the house. Spencer is the first one to find out that Emily is gone without telling the other two; it wasn’t until Aria finds out that Emily is missing. Spencer only says “She’s gone, I looked everywhere” When they find Emily at the cemetery. Spencer tells them that someone called Emily from her phone. If someone else called Emily from her phone, she would’ve known who it was. She’s not a dumb bitch. She called her. By the way, 3x01 parallels to the pilot episode if any of you haven’t noticed.

Something that caught my attention was the reference she brought up in 3x12. She makes a reference to the film Basic Instinct. I’ve watched this episode several times and I ignored this reference…but it’s really interesting because it connects to someone’s death.

Spencer: Uh, drugging yourself is the best alibi ever. Classic Sharon stone move. Remember that movie, basic instinct? No. No. She wrote a murder mystery novel to cover up a crime that she was about to commit. It was actually kind of genius.

If you’re not familiar with Basic Instinct. It’s an erotic film in which a crime novelist and psychologist woman named Catherine Tramell played by Sharon Stone murders people and uses her novels as alibis. One of the famous quotes from the film is “ Writing a book about it gives you an alibi for not killing him” Catherine is a serial murderer and a master manipulator (very similar to Alison from the books by the way) If you haven’t noticed, 3x12 parallels to 6x12. “The Lady Killer” foreshadowed a female’s death 3 seasons later and it was Charlotte’s aka CeCe Drake and in that episode everyone is looking for an alibi

Spencer confesses to Caleb that Charlotte was murdered very similar to what she had written in her college essay. The essay = alibi. Reference to Basic Instinct. The perfect murder, the perfect alibi. Spencer and Caleb’s relationship is somewhat similar to the film. Spencer would be Catherine Tramell and Caleb would Detective Nick Curran who is investigating the homicide. In the movie, Curran cannot seem to let go of Tramell and is drawn in by her wit, charm, beauty, and fearsome seduction.

Going back to the scene in the pilot episode where she thinks she heard Alison scream. Spencer always acted shady about that night Alison disappeared and it’s because  she was in fact going to kill Alison but it was too late for her to do that. Charlotte bashed Alison’s head and Alison was buried alive. That’s why she left the barn and was looking for her but never found her. Alison was probably on her way to the Lost Woods Resort with Mona. Spencer was the one that hated Alison the most even after their reunion in 4x24 there was still tension between them. Indeed, Girls fight a lot dirtier than boys. She was going to murder Alison but someone else did it for her. She was going to kill Alison that night and was going to use the “I was drugged” as an alibi if anyone would suspect her. 

Spencer is that character that everyone trusts and plans ahead. MARY QUEEN OF SCOTS! This has been talked in the fandom for years of her dressing up as Mary Queen of Scots on the first Halloween episode. Mary Queen of Scots was found guilty of plotting to assassinate Elizabeth I who was the queen at that time. Mary wanted to become Queen and the only way she could was to assassinate Elizabeth. This perfectly fits with Alison/Spencer and Spencer/Charlotte. She plot to kill Alison to become the “leader” of the group. Mary Queen of Scots wanted power. She plot to kill Charlotte to takeover the “A” game. 

AND IT ALL LEADS BACK TO RADLEY! Every person that has turned out to be bad or A somehow has been in Radley. It’s a PATTERN. Radley holds all the answers

Mona = Original A
CeCe = Big A
Mary Drake = Twin
Spencer = A-team member

Something that connects both families (Hastings and DiLaurentis) is Radley Sanitarium and Jessica’s affair with Peter.

The Hastings have a secret from Radley. This is why Peter had an agreement with Jessica DiLaurentis and wanted for Toby to sign the papers so they could close Radley. Here’s the story: 

Spencer was adopted from Radley by Peter and Veronica Hastings. Veronica wanted another child but developed an illness that led to her cancer later on. She couldn’t risk getting pregnant again. So she decided to adopt a child. Spencer was in Radley as a child and this is what we are going to find out about her in season 7. Troian confirmed that Spencer is hiding something and that we will find out next season. It explains why she felt a connection with “Charles” in the vault room. She felt like Charles was someone who she met a long time ago when she was very little. Yes, because they were both patients at Radley. 

A lot of people say that she felt a connection because they went apple picking together. Which is true, but it was never mentioned that both families went together. Plus, Charles went there when he was 5 before he was sent to Radley. Spencer at that time was a baby. Too young to feel a connection. Her dream about Radley where we see the girl played by Maddie Ziegler proves this. That scene is NOT irrelevant as we are led to believe. Yes, Maddie is a big fan of the show and wanted to be in it. But c’mon if you are putting her on the show just because she’s a fan why not a scene at the Brew or somewhere else? Spencer is unstable that’s why she was in a mental institution and this is why Peter thought that she was capable of murdering Alison because they know she has mental issues. Jessica also mentioned one time that Spencer had something against the family and wanted Alison to stay away from her

Another thing that proves that’s she’s adopted is that she said that Hide & Seek was her favorite childhood game with Melissa because she always won but Melissa doesn’t remember. She must’ve been playing with someone at Radley. 

Another film reference that points to Spencer as being “A” one of the A messages Uber A sends was “I don’t lurk in the shadows, I hide in plain sight” if you google “Hide in Plain Sight” you will notice that this is a 1980 film and is written by a screenwriter named Spencer. A clue?

There is a lot of confusion as to who sent the messages. Mary & Elliot were sending the texts with the emojis. Uber A is signing as A.D and the last message you can see that there were no emojis

SHAKESPEARE! SHAKESPEARE! There is only one character on the show that’s obsessed with Shakespeare and that’s Spencer Hastings.

Colin: It’s just that Melissa mentioned you liked Shakespeare, so…

Spencer: I don’t like Shakespeare. I love Shakespeare.

Colin: They’re doing Hamlet at the RSC.

Spencer: Seriously? Oh, my gosh, seeing a play at the Royal Shakespeare Company is on my bucket list.

Colin: I didn’t know 18-year-olds had bucket lists. Is that an American thing? Spencer: No, it’s a Hastings thing. I’ve had mine since I was six. And Hamlet is my favorite.

That’sWhatAsaid is one of the writers (I think it’s Joseph Dougherty) tweets riddles and most of them are clues about the “A” mystery

There is one scene from season 4 that still bothers me and I want an explanation but since it hasn’t been explained, I will use it in this theory and it works out with Spencer. The ending of 4x09 “Into the Deep” ends with two “A” endings one person is in the black hoodie playing the piano and the other one was red coat sneaking into the DiLaurentis house This Red Coat was confirmed by @ThatsWhatASaid and by Marlene herself that it was CeCe who was surveilling in her family’s house. So who is in the black hoodie playing the piano?

This could be a plot hole but I doubt it. There are only 4 people on the show that play the piano and that’s Alison, Spencer, Mona, Aria, and Melissa. We know that Melissa had piano lessons with Spencer. We knew a lot of things about CeCe and the things she enjoyed but it was NEVER mentioned on the show that she played the piano. The person playing the piano is definitely Spencer and I will prove it. This “A” sent Toby musical notes and it was because Marion enjoyed playing the piano. The proof that this is Spencer are the musical notes. The musical notes must’ve been in Radley because that’s where Marion spent her last days. Spencer was in Radley and she got them from there. Coincidentally, in the episode “Will The Circle be Unbroken” (3x22) is when Spencer learns from Eddie Lamb that Marion Cavanaugh used to be a patient there and after this season, “A” starts helping Toby find out about his mom’s death giving him personal stuff like photos, cds, etc. 

How did she find out about her personal stuff? If you don’t remember, there was a board game called “Voyage” and according to Eddie Lamb, Mona used to play it when she was at Radley. The board game is a map of Radley with secret rooms and exits. Thanks to this board game she knew every door in Radley and that’s how she had access to Marion’s personal stuff. Plus, it looks like This proves that there was was someone else working solo, Uber A. CeCe wasn’t in all the A endings wearing the black hoodie that’s for sure.

In 5x08, Spencer and Emily go to the stables where Jessica was taking Bethany. In that episode, there is a horse that goes wild and kicks the gate and something goes into Spencer’s eye making her go to see the eye doctor the next episode. This is where Spencer sees two “Jennas” but it was Jenna and Sydney, who was going with Jenna to the appointments. In the end of that episode, we see “A” at the eye doctor. This can NOT be CeCe because as far as we know “A” didn’t have a reason to go to see an eye doctor. There are only two people that needed to see an eye doctor and that was Spencer and Jenna. This can NOT be Jenna because she’s blind and Sydney used to go with her to the appointments. There is only one person left. SPENCER!

Please give me credit. I’ve worked so hard on this and it’s just unfair if you say it’s yours. If you want to talk about it follow me on twitter @boyfataie

Never trust a pretty girl with an ugly secret

Decoded (Stiles Romance Sequel) ~Chapter 2~

Originally posted by teenwolfieedits


           “Stiles could you make the drive a little bit faster,” I muttered from the very back of his Jeep, the trunk area more specifically. “This space is not meant for people with heels on!”

           “No one asked you to wear heels,” he said from the front. I huffed and sat myself down further, squeezing myself so that I could at least fit while the three girls held onto an unconscious Derek.

           “We’re almost there,” Scott added for Stiles. “We’ll drop off Kira first and then Malia. Do you want us to drop you off too?”

           “I just want you to let me out,” I sighed. “But I’ll stay, just in case.”

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Angel

“Oh, you’ll get attention now. Lay across my thighs angel.” I state and Y/N eyes immediately shining with worry and disbelief. “No, daddy I’m sorry I didn’t mean to do it. Daddy please don’t.”

Originally posted by lipringsandsnapbacks

Words: 4000+

Request: No

Rating: R

[ I don’t know why but I was inspired by this post ]


Luke’s POV

The sun peaked through my black-out blinds in my room, as the dirt particles twinkled in the sun light like little fairies dancing. I rise my hands up to my face and rub my face in my hands, trying to wake myself up, but obviously rubbing my face in my hands doesn’t work because I hear a sound that nearly makes my ears bleed from next door.

I rise up and grab the string that pulls up my blinds, and look and seeing a moving truck settling down the ramp and workers unloading the heavy boxes and some carrying Tim Hortons in their hands.

“Mom!” I shout and jump up and out of my bed, quickly making my way out of my bedroom and downstairs into the kitchen where I smell bacon and eggs. “Yes Luke.”

“When did we get new neighbors?” I ask while leaning against the island counter in the middle of our kitchen.

“When are you gonna put a shirt on?” My mom says, completely avoiding the question that I’ve asked.

“I’ll put a shirt on when you answer my question.” I state while walking over to my mom and reaching over and grabbing a piece of bacon beside my mom. “They bought that house like a month ago Luke, and they’re moving in today. I don’t know what else to tell you about them? I don’t know anything other then that.”

“Thanks,” I say and kiss my mom on my cheek before grabbing a plate from the cracker coloured cabinet.

“No problem-Oh! I almost forgot, I’m gonna invite them over for dinner, you know, lets be nice and welcome them kindly to the neighborhood. So please, clean your room just in case their daughter goes upstairs with you, since you love to stay in that room of yours.”

“They have a daughter?” I ask and quickly make my way over to the small window that we have in the kitchen that my mom always leaves open when she cooks. “Mhm, now go clean your room please.” 

I only nod my hand in response while looking out the window, trying to find the new neighbors daughter, which only gets me a slap in the back of the head and a shout to hurry up and eat my breakfast and clean my room.


“Luke, please go get the door.” My mom says while rushing around and grapping forks and knives from the drawer and hurrying to place them in the dining room.

I let my feet carry me to the door and gently place my hand on the doorknob and twist it while pulling the door open, revealing two people.

I always thought that I would have to be remarkably handsome or even move to a different country to even see a supermodel in front of my eyes, but yet here I am, and I am standing in front of this beautiful girl with the most perfect eyes and cutest nose, and her lips are so pink that I think they’re pinker then cotton candy and strawberry milk combined. And her body, literally sculptured by God and all the arc angels. And her hair, it reaches to her hips. I am just completely memorized by this beautiful girl in front of me.

“Hello! Hello! Hello!” I hear my mother say from behind me, making me snap out of my daze. I gently shake my head and smile up at the man in his mid-30’s and his daughter that is right next to him. “Come on in! I bet it’s cold outside.”

“Uh-yeah-sorry, come in,” I say and peel the door open wider and letting the beautiful girl walk past me with her father right next to her.

“You guys came right on time, I just finished making dinner.” My mom says while leading the way into the dining room, where food is set out, waiting for us to dig in and fill our stomachs.

Once everyone is done sharing out their food, I see my mother and the man that came to the door with his remarkably beautiful daughter, making their way into the living room to watch whatever show that will catch their attention.

“Hey, do you want to eat upstairs in my room. I mean, I don’t want to sit down and eat food while listening to some home renovation guy talk about dry wall for a good five minutes, but if you want to go ahead,” I laugh and she does the same and I feel my heart pound against my chest and butterflies swimming in my stomach.

“Yeah, sure.” She says and then we grab our plates and begin to make our way up into my bedroom. “My name is Luke, by the way.”

“Y/N,” She says and her voice is so soft and gentle, and if her voice were to ever become an object, I think a cloud would perfectly represent it.

“So what is your favourite subject in school?”


“How do you even understand this stuff?” I ask while rubbing the back of my head. And Y/N laughs and I smile and it’s been like this forever, Y/N coming over and trying to make me understand what I’m doing in all my subjects because I don’t understand half of this stuff that my teachers teach me and surprisingly I am passing.

“I don’t know. I just do.” Y/N smiles before bending over and looking at the Math question and explaining it to me, which only makes me let out a sigh and thanking Y/N for moving right next to me, which only makes her let out a laugh, making my heart pound against my chest.

“Please teach me your ways,” I sigh while writing down my last question and trying to figure out the answer before resorting to the back of the book. “I was just born with it.”

“Mm, maybe it’s the continuous episodes of Sailor Moon that you watch. Oh! Maybe because you drink strawberry milk. You put steroids in your strawberry milk, that’s it!” I nearly shout and Y/N lets out a hearty laugh before slapping me in my chest gently.

“I don’t put steroids in my strawberry milk, Luke. That doesn’t even make any sense. And I’m pretty sure Sailor Moon didn’t make me smart.” Y/N says and I shake my head.

“You’re telling me that Sailor Mercury didn’t teach you anything?” I ask and Y/N rises her left eyebrow while crossing her arms in front of her chest.

"I thought you didn’t pay attention when we watch Sailor Moon?” Y/N ask and I feel my cheeks begin to heat up and I let out a low grunt before peeling my eyes away from Y/N’s and looking everywhere but at her.

“I don’t. I just remember some characters, you know.” I state and Y/N nods her head.

“Yeah. I know.”


"Luke! Luke!” I hear someone shout from behind me, I quickly turn around and I am met with Y/N’s face completely red face from running to catch up with me. “Yes.”

“Come over tonight?” Y/N ask and I begin to shake my head while continuing to walk, Y/N following behind me.

“Why not? We can watch Sailor Moon and drink strawberry milk together! How about I dress you up again! It’ll be fun!” Y/N exclaims with a happy tone and if Y/N was in an anime I could only imagine this scene to look like a happy and preppy girl bothering the boy that doesn’t want to do anything with her.

“Unlike you Y/N, I actually have to study for my test,” I laugh and Y/N pouts.

“I study for my test.” Y/N says with a sad tone and I let out a laugh before swinging my arm around Y/N’s naked shoulder and smile down at her when I see a blush begin to heat up her cheeks. “I’m sure you do.”

“Okay, maybe I don’t, but at least come over for strawberry milk and one episode of Sailor Moon?” Y/N pleads and her bottom lip juts out, and her eyes begin to shine with water. I let out a sigh before smiling down at Y/N.

“It wouldn’t hurt to watch one? Now would it.”


And I was totally wrong, because after watching one episode of Sailor Moon only lead Y/N to put in another one, and another one. I finally look up at the clock on Y/N’s desk and see that’s 12:53. I let out a yawn before rising up and off the bed.

"Y/N I should be heading home now.” I state and I feel Y/N grasp my wrist in her hand and gently tug me back onto the bed. “No, sleepover. Please.”

I let out a little sigh and Y/N lets out a smile before tugging me onto the bed and excusing herself to go get ready for bed and grabbing me a toothbrush.

“Here.” Y/N says once she is back and wow. She looks so beautiful and she is in a big white shirt and she looks so beautiful with clothes that don’t fit tightly against her body because, right now she just looks like an actual angel.

“Here’s your toothbrush,” Y/N says once again, knocking me out of my state and I grab the toothbrush out of her hand before thanking her and making my way into Y/N’s conjoined bathroom.

I let out a sigh once I walk into the bathroom, it would actually be a miracle if I don’t get a hard while I sleep over with Y/N. See there has been many incidents where I have gotten hard while just being with Y/N, many times was from just the way she talks, sometimes even her laughter gets me so hard. I don’t know why, but it just does.

Once I’m finish brushing my teeth I make my way back into the bedroom and see Y/N laying on the bed with her phone in her face. I let out a shaky breath before walking over to the bed and laying down right next to Y/N and see what she is looking at, which ends up being a picture of a cute white cat.

“Luke?” Y/N ask me once she is finish done liking a post on Instagram and setting her phone down beside her bed and looking at me with curious eyes. I hum in acknowledgment and Y/N turns around, laying on her side and staring me up and down while biting on her bottom lip, and I’m pretty sure I’m hard and maybe sleeping over Y/N’s house is a bad idea.

“What are your kinks?” Y/N ask and I feel my eyebrows nearly leave my head and my eyes nearly pop out of its sockets. “I-Um-I”

“I mean you don’t have to tell me if you’re uncomfortable with it,” Y/N says nonchalant, like what she just asked was normal. Like it is normal for someone to ask about your sexual desires.

“I just-I um-What’s yours?” I ask, trying to get the attention off of me and I see Y/N’s eyes twinkle bright with excitement before sitting up on the bed while staring down at me.

“I have a daddy kink.”


 And just with those words my life spun out of control. Every time she touched me or even spoke to me I would just think of her doing something remarkably attractive that I would immediately get hard about. And it got worse, and when I mean worse, I meant it got to the point were whenever I would look down at Y/N I would just imagine her down on her knees and taking me into her mouth and her pretty pink lips wrapped around my cock just doing the most delicious swirls with her tongue that she does around her strawberry coloured lollipops that she has in her room.

"Luke!” I hear Y/N shout from beside me and I quickly move my gaze away from the blank white wall that I am looking at in Y/N’s room and to Y/N bright Y/C/E eyes. “Yes.”

“Why are you always dozing off all of a sudden. I mean, ever since I told you about my kink you’ve gotten quieter and you always doze off now? Are you okay?” Y/N ask and I look at Y/N and then I look at the TV that is playing a Sailor Moon episode.

“I want to be your daddy.” I say and I didn’t mean for it to come out like that- I’m totally lying, I really did mean for it to come out like that and I can’t imagine Y/N having someone pour her strawberry milk or watch Sailor Moon with her, I can only see myself doing it and I don’t even know what I’m getting myself into but I think it’s gonna be okay if I have Y/N by my side.

“Really? I didn’t think of you having a daddy kink,” Y/N says and I shrug my shoulders. “I mean every since I you told me about your kink I-I-I just started dozing off and day dreaming about like-you know,”

"No Luke, I don’t know. Do tell,” Y/N says with a slight smirk on her lips and I watch as Y/N begins to climb up my body and I feel my face begin to turn red and my cock begin to get hard.

“Like-I-I-I would imagine your lips wrapped around my cock,” I say and Y/N smirk widens before dragging her hand up my leg and then running it over my growing member.

“Mm, sounds great.” Y/N says while licking her bottom lip and applying pressure to my cock, making a moan slip past my lips.

“Can I suck your cock, daddy?” Y/N says in the most innocent voice and I let out a moan before grabbing Y/N’s face and crashing my lips against hers, and God does it feel so good. So fucking good. And she tastes like strawberry milk and cotton candy, so sweet and addicting that I don’t even want to pull away from Y/N’s lips, I just want to swirl my tongue against Y/N’s for the rest of my life if I could, but suddenly Y/N peels away from the kiss and begins pressing kisses down my neck and rubbing her palm against my member.

“Mm, lift your shirt up,” Y/N says and I do what she says, lifting my shirt up and over my head and tossing it across the room. Just as Y/N continues to press kisses down my body. I let a moan slip past my lips as I feel Y/N press small pecks against my hip bones before undoing my belt and gently tugging my pants off.

“Daddy, you’re so hard,” Y/N breathes against my member while licking me over my black boxers, making my hips buck up and letting a moan slip past my lips.

"Stop playing around angel,” I say and I see Y/N’s eyes twinkle with excitement before pressing one last kiss on my boxer covered cock and then peeling my boxers off, making my cock slap up and against my stomach.

“Daddy you’re so big.” Y/N states while licking her lips and then looking up at me as she presses small pecks along my cock before sucking my head into her mouth, making my head fall back while Y/N runs her tongue along my slit gently before running her tongue up and down my cock.

“God,” I moan once Y/N takes me in her mouth. Her tongue swirling around the tip of my cock while her mouth continues to suck me into her mouth. I let my hands gently wrap my hands around hair, making a makeshift ponytail as she begins to bob her head around my cock.

“You look so pretty, baby. My little angel,” I moan as Y/N eyes look up at me before taking me all the way into her mouth, her nose pressing against my pelvic bone as she swallows around me and swear words are slipping out of my mouth from left to right because, fuck does this feel amazing.

“Ahh fuck baby, I’m gonna come,” I moan as Y/N keeps on deep throating me. I tightly grip Y/N’s hair in my hand and begin to make Y/N bob her head more frequently then before but at slower paste making me nearly come when I feel Y/N’s tongue running up and down my slit once again.

“Y/N- Holy shit- Fuck,” I moan when I see Y/N stare up at me, her eyes twinkling as I feel my self spilling into her mouth. “Mm, you taste so good daddy.”

“God, you’re gonna be the death of me, come here angel,” I say breathless and Y/N does just that, moving her body up from between my legs to rest in my lap, her thighs pressing against my hips while her lips meet mine.

“God you’re so wet, I can feel you dripping through your panties angel.” I state, making Y/N moan when she feels my finger run against her clothed slit. “Daddy.”

“Mm, don’t worry, daddy is gonna make you feel good angel, don’t worry.” I state while pushing Y/N’s panties aside and running my fingers along Y/N’s slit, making Y/N suck in a breath while dropping her head onto my shoulders.

“Fuck baby, I didn’t even touch you and you’re fucking soaking,” I say while slipping a finger into Y/N’s warm tight heat, making Y/N grip my shoulders tightly in her hands. “Fuck daddy.”

I continue to thrust my index finger into Y/N’s soaking core while making my thumb run fast figure eights on her clit. Once I feel Y/N begin to clench around my finger I decide to add a second one, making Y/N nearly scream, and I gently grip Y/N’s hip in my hand, making her ride my fingers while her white tennis skirt bounces with her hips.

“Fuck, daddy, I’m gonna come,” Y/N moans while picking up her paste, I let a moan slip past my lips as I let go of Y/N’s hip, I grab Y/N’s pink tank top in my hand pulling it down, making her perking nipples spill out of her tank, and I quickly use my other hand and grasp a nipple in my finger and gently pinch and tug on it while my mouth pays attention to the other one.

“Ahh, fuck!” Y/N shouts, her legs shaking against my hips and her hips stuttering against mine while Y/N continues to let moans slip past her lips.

“God that was amazing. I’m glad you’re my daddy.”


“No, no, everything is good down here, don’t worry mom, just enjoy yourself.” I say into the phone while I feel Y/N tugging on the sleeve of my black and red flannel. “Y/N stop, I’m talking to my mom right now.”

“No it’s nobody mom, continue.” I say into the phone while I see Y/N whine and pout her bottom lip. I let a sigh slip through my lips before I slump into the couch more with my eyes shut and continue to listen to what my mom is saying about heating the casserole in the fridge properly.

“No I’m not hungry right now. Listen mom-Shit,” I moan out when I feel Y/N rub her hand over my cock. I let my eyes pop open and I stare at Y/N with a dangerous glare. “No, I dropped something by accident, continue.”

“Daddy I want your cock,” Y/N whispers in my ear before shoving her hands down my jogging pants and into my boxers. I let a moan slip past my lips when I feel Y/N’s cold palm against my now growing cock.

“Y/N you better stop or you’ll get punished.” I state, moving my phone away from my ear as I watch Y/N just shrug her shoulders before peeling my jogging pants and boxers down to my ankles and running her tongue alongside my cock.

“Uh yeah, yeah, I’m listening. You said to not put it in the microwave,” I breathe out with a shaky breath.

“Mm, I love how hard you get daddy.” Y/N states before taking me all the way into her mouth, her nose brushing against my pelvic bone as she deep throats me. My mouth letting a moan slip past my lips.

“I-I just stubbed my toe mom. Listen I need to go now. Yeah I’m getting pretty tired, okay, love you too, bye.” I say with a shaky breath before hanging up the phone and gripping Y/N from her hair and pulling her off of my cock.

“Do you think that was a good idea angel?” I ask Y/N and she lets out shrug before starring at me with her doe eyes.

“I’m horny daddy. I wanted your cock and you weren’t paying me any attention,” Y/N says with an innocent tone while playing with the ends of her white tennis skirt.

“Oh, you’ll get attention now. Lay across my thighs angel.” I state and Y/N eyes immediately shining with worry and disbelief. “No, daddy I’m sorry I didn’t mean to do it. Daddy please don’t.”

“Oh no angel, do you think you can back out now?”

“No.”

“So lay across my thighs.” I state and Y/N lets out a whimper before bending over and laying across my thighs. I peel Y/N’s skirt up to see her not wearing any panties, her naked backside in my face.

“You’re so wet and I didn’t even do anything to you.” I state while running my finger along Y/N’s wet soaking slit. I hear Y/N suck in a breath before grasping onto my calf tightly.

“I want you to count for me, okay?” I ask and all I see Y/N do is bob her head.

"I’m sorry I didn’t hear you, what was that?”

“Yes, daddy.” Y/N says and from there I begin to lay my hands upon her perky backside, her ass cheeks jiggling around as I continuously lay my hands upon her now crimson ass cheeks. After every smack on Y/N’s cheeks, I feel her grip tighten around my calf.

“Twenty.” Y/N whimpers out before she gently turns around in my lap and rises up and presses a kiss on my lips.

“You still want daddy’s cock?” I mumble against Y/N’s lips while she continues to place light and gentle pecks against my lips. “Mhm, please.”

“So ride me angel,” I say while watching Y/N tug her white halter top over her head and pulling her skirt off also. After she peels her skirt down her legs, she sets her self on my hips once again, and I see a smirk written on her strawberry coloured lips before she reaches behind herself and grips my aching cock in her soft tiny hands and slips my cock in her tight wet heat.

“Fuck,” Y/N and I moan in unison as soon as she begins to move her hips against mine, her hips moving in a delicious way that it makes my eyes roll to the back of my head and my mouth fall open, leaving me speechless. 

“Fuck, daddy, your cock is so huge,” Y/N moans as she increases her pace, making my eyes roll to the back of my head as I feel Y/N’s tight walls wrap around my cock in the most sinful way.

“Fuck Luke,” Y/N moans as I begin to thrust up into Y/N her hips continuing to move sinfully against mine. I let my eyes fall on Y/N’s face as she continues to ride me.

“Spank me Luke, please,” Y/N whimpers while placing her hands against my chest as she begins to ride me.

“I thought you didn’t like to get spanked?” I ask in a questioning tone while smacking my hand against her ass, Y/N’s body jolting up and a moan slipping past her lips as her eyes fly open.

“God I love getting spanked, spank me more, please!” Y/N moans and I let a chuckle slip past my lips before placing five more slaps against Y/N’s ass and thrusting my hips up into hers. “Fuck I’m gonna come.”

“Me too,” I moan as I feel Y/N’s walls begin to clench and unclench against my cock. I release my hand from Y/N’s ass and place my thumb on her clit as I begin to rub slobby figure eights on her clit, and after that Y/N and I are totally gone. Her body withering against mine as I feel her come, and I let my arms wrap around Y/N’s waist as I come with her.

“God that was amazing,” Y/N sighs while running her hands down my arms and pressing a kiss against my forehead.

“It’s always amazing with you, angel.”

[ I’m sorry for any spelling mistakes!!! ]

Apartment 5108 // 15

Apartment 5108 — ft. Oh Sehun
// Contemporary Romance
// Adult Fiction
// Sexual & Explicit Language — in later chapters

A/N: This chapter is extremely long. I apologize for its lengthiness—17,205 words

Chapters
// 1 // 2 // 3 // 4 // 5 // 6 // 7 // 8 // 9 // 10 // 11 // 12 // 13 // 14

15

My parents were unforgiving.

Not once while growing up in their home did I see or hear them spare anyone for mistakes. Not me. Not the staff. Not even at work. It wasn’t within their capabilities to grant second chances let alone a second glance. They didn’t understand that the notion of being human was to be flawed. Faults and errors were a part of life but they aspired for perfection—to appear perfect in all its entirety and nothing short would’ve sufficed. In their strides for these impossible standards, they expected the same of others. They held everyone at the caliber they set for themselves which meant character defects, weak behavior and confused emotions weren’t permitted.

My mom and dad were stubborn and never deviated from their habitual conduct.

They acted in this manner because they feared disappointment (not that they would ever admit it). The idea of placing their trust in a person after a failure was unthinkable. They couldn’t fathom being let down; to feel defeat more than once. And they were this way because they lost faith in each other. They didn’t believe in one another and if they couldn’t count on the person they were with, then who could they rely on? It’s why no one was able to rectify their missteps.

In their eyes, a trust once lost was lost forever.

I lived similarly but the only difference was I never gave anyone the opportunity to disappoint me from the start. I didn’t allow anyone to get close; to understand me for the exact reason my parents never gave anyone another chance. I was afraid of the disappointment. I was afraid they would fail me as my parents failed me.

But the person I am now doesn’t reflect my past upbringing. I form relationships with others when I know it might not work out in the end. I’m unlike my parents and think everyone’s personality can cycle to not only the lows but also the highs. They can learn from their experiences and if they make a mistake, it doesn’t mean it’ll inevitably happen again.

Because—

I believe people can change just as I have.

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Okay, y'all so fucking hype about hating on Scanlan when all y'all fuckers were beggin to have him back well damn. Seems like we have a lot of percys here, and by that I mean unnecessary anger directed solely at a character who is only half the blame.

Yes, Scanlan tried to tell them about the Ziggurat in exchange for bullets. Oh no what a shame. Would you trust a letter filled with that kind of information getting out? No? Then you send a messenger. And the last time Scanlan sent Lionel to do something, all of Lionel’s friends died. So he goes with him. Why not Scanlan just go by himself? How better to get the information than from the source (Lionel)? But also it’s possible he knew they wouldn’t trust either Lionel or the Meatman on their own, not to mention it’s unlikely that Lionel would fucking get to Whitestone on his own. Regardless, it makes fucking sense to show up in person.

Edit: This sounds like gibberish, and I don’t agree with how Scanlan went about it, but I understand why.

Why show up disguised? He’s fucking scared of them, and he’s reluctant to rejoin them. Why build a fucking empire under that guise? Best fucking way to keep a secret crime organization, honestly. And he and Kaylie can not only share the mantel, but also give it away to someone they trust when they don’t want it anymore. Also? Their fucking ruler knows what Scanlan looks like. A member of Vox Machina starting shit would bring them all down. Why not don’t start crime? It’s all the both of them know, fam. And even bad groups can do good things for people in poor places (i.e. lionel).

Why try to get bullets put of it? Could be simply a “while we’re here” type of deal, but he also basically gave them all of the information they needed to find the Ziggurat. They’ve found more with less information. It’s in a mountain near Ank'harel.

Why modify Vex’s memory? Y'all take this spell way more to heart than you need to. Why have her realize Scanlan’s back just to leave again. Regardless of Sam’s irl plans, I don’t think Scanlan ever planned on staying with them after.

So big on mother’s names? It’s not the fact that Juniper was his mother. It’s that her dying directly in fucking front of him when he is a CHILD, something that literally plagues his dreams every night- That’s what he cared about. Them knowing what meant everything to him.

They know Grog’s story, Percy had well more than two episodes about his fucking background (which is more than any other player got), the Twins mention a giant red Dragon that killed their mother several time in the past, but here’s the thing.

Grog and Pike had each other.

Percy, Keyleth, Vex, and Vax all had this fucking pillar of support between the four of them.

Who ever went to Scanlan to actually spend time with him? They all seek each other out in times of hardship. They bonded over it. The one time Vax went to Scanlan, it was purely one-sided. Vax wanted assurance that life gets better, and he not only went to the best liar, but the one who lies to himself the most.

They all knew he was more than just a funny man, and yet they never bothered to look what was underneath. The closest to finding out was Pike, but admittedly Ashley’s schedule made things hard, and I understand that.

Really, I just wanna say, I know Scanlan’s a piece of shit. His brand of fucked up is painfully similar to mine, and I don’t agree with how he goes about things sometimes, but I understand why he does them.

I agree that Pike deserves to be angry, but I never agree that someone needs to be slapped. I hate it every time any character fucking lays a hand on another as a fucking coping mechanism, so no I don’t think Pike was okay to slap him. Read him his rights, sure, but no slapping.

The fact that Grog has handled his anger the most civilly fucking says something.

Edit: Forgot about the bar fight (because I zoned it out). I was wrong, and corrected.

And I do not agree with ANYTHING Percy does in regards to Scanlan. He and Keyleth have treated Scanlan like dirt since day one, all whilst saying they love him. How about call him out when he’s wrong, and not in the way Percy does not - to insult and belittle like he always fucking does. Call Scanlan out and discuss why it happened, and how to fix it. It’s like the biggest gaslighting I’ve seen in this show. Don’t act like Percy is in the right. He’s not. He called Kaylee shit without even knowing her. He resorts to violence and drinking with anger, meanwhile thinking Kaylee was shit for that very same behaviour. And suddenly has decided to put the task of managing his actions on Vex? One thing I’ve learned is that you have to learn to manage your fucking anger on your own. Depending on someone else to do it just brings you both down.

Like, all I ask is that people IRL realize that slapping, for any fucking reason other than self-defense in a physical situation is not o-fucking-kay like how many times do I have to say that. I feel like a broken record.

And lastly, realize that both sides of a mistake can be wrong. In multiple and complicated ways. Just take responsibility for what you alone have done. Don’t take responsibility for what they have done, no, just you and your own actions.

Only Human - Stiles Stilinski Imagine

Author: dylanowhy (me)

Summary: Stiles Stilinski. Surrounded by a world of supernatural and strange, it’s hard to keep a hold of things, especially ones mind and with something new terrorizing the streets of Beacon Hills the unexpected happens, causing Stiles to react in the only way possible. He is only human after all.

Warnings: Language. Dark. Talk of death. Death of main characters. AU!Stiles

Word Count: 5,004

A/N: Okay, this is deep and dark. I needed a little break form the fluff and got inspired to write this. It’s a little different than what I am use to posting and I hope you enjoy it! Feedback is always welcomed. 

Originally posted by trickthekick


They had made fun of him before. Knuckles turning white as he gripped the metal bat with such anger. How could Stiles carry around a bat as all his friends around him were filled with supernatural energy? What could a strong swing do compare to fangs and sharp nails of a werewolf, or the screeching scream of a banshee? Enough. It could do enough. Beads of sweat collected on his forehead, confused eyes were staring at him as if she didn’t know. “Stiles.” Her voice was breathless, shallow and he could hear the hope. Lydia Martin. The girl he had been so in love with since before the two understood what love was. He never thought he would be stalking towards her, only one idea in mind. He use to have happy thoughts, images on them kissing dancing in his head, ideas of holding her hand and telling her how much she really meant to him, how amazing she was and how she had such a beautiful mind even if she didn’t like to show it that often. But now, now he just wanted to see that beautiful mind painting one of the school walls. One by one, they were going to pay, and he was going to be okay with it.


“Scotty! Scott-o! Movie night, just us bros!” Stiles was excited. Although he enjoyed the idea of being needed around Beacon Hills, there hadn’t been any supernatural sightings for a while and he was liking the idea of having his normal life back. Him and Scott were spending a lot more time together like they did before, stuffing their faces with countless junk foods and lounging in their pajamas, just being comfortable with each other. However, when he looked at his best friend, his smile on his face immediately dropped. Scott was all uneven jaw and apologetic eyes, his lips pursed together. Stiles was starting to think he was gaining some weird wolf powers by association, like he could hear Scott’s heart beat through his chest. “Oh damn.” He sighed. “I’ll go put some real pants on.” Stiles hiked his way up his stairs so he could get ready for whatever was to come. He knew it was a little too good to be true. There was never a true break in this town. He was starting to wonder why he wasn’t being paid for this yet. Grabbing the keys to Roscoe before heading out, Scott patted him on the back as they exited the house and made their way to the clinic.

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anonymous asked:

So a lot of the premise of S2E19 was the idea that Kara did a lot with her fists- and didn't consider talking. I was just wondering what you thought of that- Kara literally talked a robber down with just her words, and all of the sudden she doesn't know how to do it at all. Seriously, what is up with this backwards character development?

I’ve been thinking about your question for quite some time- which is why I’ve taken so long to respond, sorry, and it’s a very good one.

Yes, we did see Kara learn that fists aren’t always the answer to every solution in season one, and it was a beautiful episode.

So it does leave the question- why take that away from her character now?

The writers probably needed to further the problem of the episode, to show a direct source of conflict between the pair, so they took Kara’s reasoning skills down a couple notches to reduce her to being the ‘brawn’ so that Maggie could be the ‘brains’.

Let me explain the logic behind this. (Brace yourself, it’s a doozy.)

Maggie’s place in Team Supergirl is still undefined. Everyone else has already carved out a place for themselves within the group dynamics- for example, Winn with his technical skills, Alex with her general badassery. Given that the occupations of Alex and Maggie are so similar, it served as a catalyst for their meeting and subsequent encounters that led to their relationship. However, the similarities between them have made it so that Maggie cannot simply take the role of ‘badass with a gun’ within the group, because Alex already has it. This means that she must prove her worth to the team by providing a skill or talent that isn’t already there.

Kara, we know, is a very empathetic, kind character. While it makes sense for her to rush into danger heedlessly, due to her invulnerability to most forms of harm, it does not make sense for her to have broken a man’s arm or given another a concussion without feeling guilty about it. She’s lived on Earth for nearly half of her life, and we know for a fact that she’s learned how to regulate her strength very well. Besides that, she has always been reluctant to physically harm her opponents in debilitating ways. She normally incapacitates them as best as she can without injury. Whether this is due to her high level of empathy or her heroic sense of self- like Batman and his NO killing rule- is irrelevant. What matters is the fact that time and time again, we have seen her go to great lengths to resolve situations peacefully- attempting to sway Astra, for example- before resorting to violence.

So to have Kara so casually dismiss their injuries at the dinner table was completely out of character for her. While she uses the ‘greater good’ reasoning to justify her actions- by claiming that she saved the lives of the hostages- Kara has never been the type to risk others in the name of the ‘greater good.’ She would risk herself, as we saw at the end of season one, but she would never willingly compromise the safety of another individual- and if she did, she would feel extremely guilty about it. After she dropped Cat off of the balcony under the effects of Red K, despite the fact that Cat was not physically harmed, the guilt that wracked her was extreme. For Kara to break one man’s arm and leave another with a concussion is one thing, having her care so little about it is another, and a very out-of-character move for Kara. But then again, a lot of her actions were out of sync with the hero she has spent the past season developing into. However, it was done to have Maggie assert herself as someone capable of contributing ‘new’ skills to the team.

And having Maggie bring up the ‘Supergirl defense’ is another thing. Had Supergirl really used excessive force repeatedly, we would have seen mentions of this in the media when they criticized her previously. A superhero hurting people doesn’t make for much good publicity, does it? The vigilante defense is one thing, and they did have a point about debris-contaminated evidence, but Kara would never injure so many people and feel nothing about it.

Yet this is what they had her do.

Why?

Simple.

It all comes back to cementing Maggie’s role in the team.

She needed a place, a position, as I said earlier, and in order to get that, she had to play a critical role in helping and mentoring Supergirl herself. So by making Kara take a few steps back in terms of character development, they allowed Maggie to be seen in a new light by the members of Team Supergirl. Through this, she was also able to finally gain the respect of our favorite hero, and forge a working, if not friendly, relationship with Kara.

This, however, cost Kara’s character something, but it was remedied at the end of the episode, where Kara is shown to have learned her lesson and talks the villain’s father into cooperating. A nice touch, but not as nice as having Maggie succumb to the demands of Alex’s classmate. It was a brilliant role reversal in which Maggie was forced to do exactly what she had accused Kara of doing earlier- taking the fast, brutal solution rather than negotiating and reasoning. Both characters learned a lesson in this episode, and it was very well-written.

Obviously, it wasn’t perfect- making Kara’s character backtrack wasn’t the smartest move, but it was efficient, and it got the job done at the end of the day.

However, we also can’t ignore the way that a lot of the character development from last season has been shunted off to the side or disappeared altogether- and not just for Kara. This, I DON’T blame on Maggie.

No, for this, I blame Mon-El.

To push him forward as one of the major players in what is shaping up to be the central conflict of the season- Rhea’s evil plans- the Supergirl writers had to quickly make him a ‘hero’ of sorts, in the audience’s eyes. Unfortunately, they did this by reducing the storylines of pretty much every other character, regularly giving him the spotlight of many episodes, and turning Kara into a rash, lovesick puppy too blinded by the shoddy writing and supposed charms of an alien frat boy to remember that her character- the character we came to love in season one- would never, ever be with a slave owner, or a man who can’t do the simple task of remaining faithful, or a man who tries to guilt her into a relationship by making her feel bad for not returning his feelings.

Mon-El is the ultimate representation of the self-proclaimed 'nice guy’ that we all love to hate.

Y'know, the guy who feels like he deserves everything, even if he does little or nothing to earn it, up to AND including a girl’s affections. The sleazy guy who offers to buy you a drink and gets mad when you turn it down. The guy with a chip on his shoulder who feels like the world owes him something simply because he’s a man. The guy who will sit down and talk with you like a rational human being, and say he’s not like other guys- until you turn him down for a date, and that’s exactly what he becomes. Entitled. Arrogant. Spoiled.

And Kara’s own behavior towards his guilt trip is another prime example of how poorly written her character has been the past season. Look at how gracefully she handled Winn’s unrequited affection for her- the pair came out stronger and better for it, and Winn grew into his own because of it. But now she immediately decides to jump into a relationship because his feelings for her- which were initially unreturned- caused her to have a magical change of heart?

Sorry, no.

There were so many other ways to develop Karamel as a legitimate, healthy relationship that I would respectfully acknowledge in spite of my support for SuperCorp.

Unfortunately, the writers made him too important, too quickly, which dashed any hope of a slow, realistic evolution into a redeemable, lovable character. Thanks, guys. He had serious potential, and if his story hadn’t been rushed so quickly that it became one the wildest face-heel turns to ever grace a television screen, he could’ve been a great character.

Could’ve been, but now he isn’t.

Sorry, Karamel shippers- if any of you are reading this. I hate hating a ship, but one as badly executed as this one doesn’t deserve even the dignity of my respect. I respect you, and your right to support it, but don’t ask me to do the same for your toxic ship.

Sorry if this response went on a bit of a tangent, anon, but I hope it all makes sense! :)

Remember, my ask is always open- for prompts, questions, advice, anything at all. :D

How to fix RWBY: Volume 1

Imagine a hypothetical world in which I was a part of RoosterTeeth. Imagine that I’d been able to work on Monty Oum’s RWBY and have the chance to correct a lot of the mistakes that his team made: still keeping the same characters and themes but changing a few things to make the narrative more coherent and dynamic. So, without further ado, here’s how I would have directed RWBY:

From the start of the series, we need to see the world on the edge of collapse. The Grimm are supposed to be a huge threat, yet the actual series does nothing with them until Volume 2: and that’s a huge disappointment. We can’t just put them in cages or seal them in forests and caves the outskirts of town: we actually have to see them push this world to the brink. Let us see humanity get completely screwed left, right, and centre. -Then- cut to the remaining cities, including Beacon, as the last bastions of humanity… only to then reveal that they’re completely corrupt and all but ruled by mob-like factions like Roman Torchwick’s gang. James Ironwood can be a positive force for good in the world but it’s clear that the military’s red tape is tying him down and draining him day-by-day.

-Then- you can introduce Ruby (and her dog Zwei too, if you really want; since it always bugs me that that little guy gets no mention at all until 1 ½ seasons into the show and then we’re suddenly supposed to accept that he’s totally a thing). She can have her little run-in with the mob and get recruited to Beacon Academy because of it but don’t make her fight Roman. Make her fight some lackey – maybe Mercury or Emerald – and then she gets brought into the academy, etc.

One of RWBY’s biggest problems is that, for monsters that have pushed humanity to the brink of extinction, the Grimm don’t feel like much of a threat.


From that point on, we should be doing in Volume 1 what the girls have been doing in Volume 2. I know that Monty has this massive itch for high school cliches that he’s just got to scratch but the thing is that you are objectively wrong if you think ANYTHING in Volume 1 contributed even the slightest hint of a plot to the overarching narrative. Not to mention, you can weave most of Volume 1’s themes into Volume 2 and they’ll come out even better. Have some kind of university-like “Fresher’s Week”. You can still have Blake be cold and aloof because she’s just come from the White Fang and feels distant from everyone else. You can use this time to set Jaune up as a wannabe ladies man, don’t make it a running gag that isn’t funny throughout the whole volume. Also have the infiltration of the party occur here – and, just to add continuity, have it be done not by Cinder but by Ruby’s rival (let’s just say it’s Emerald). Now we have a hook. We’ve had a dark, action-packed opening to the series but we’ve had an episode or two to calm down and enjoy meeting all of these weird and wonderful characters. -Then- we suddenly get an episode where someone is sneaking into Beacon and it’s clear that something is going down behind closed doors. More than that, we start to give Ruby a rival: a personal enemy that motivates her.

Emerald gets sloppy because she underestimates Ruby, however, so some evidence that implicates the White Fang gets left behind. Now you can have Weiss and Blake’s little tussle. Weiss’ hatred of the Faunus starts bubbling up because they just attacked the academy and she’s got a long history with the White Fang. This provokes Blake and creates friction between the two of them. Boom! Instant character drama that emerges naturally from the setting rather than being crowbarred-in two episodes before the first volume’s conclusion. We can also use this time to develop Yang as the emotional mediator between the two colder girls: someone who takes the “big sister” role by trying to calm their arguments and bring the team together. This also allows us to see -why- Ruby looks up to her so much. And, also? Let’s -not- have Ruby be the team leader right away. In fact, let’s not even have the exams yet. Let’s keep hinting that that’s something that happens at the end of the season. I know that the team forms Ruby’s name and all but it makes no sense as to why you would put a random fifteen year-old in charge of this team. Now, if the team -isn’t- fully formed yet, then that gives us a chance to see our characters develop into the future roles in the team: not to mention that it also allows us to see things like Yang hanging out with her friends (which, for sake of ease, we can make Nora and Ren) or going out with the boys that she’s supposedly interested in (which we can make someone from Cardin’s future team), Weiss can be trying to set herself and Pyrrha up as teammates some more (because they almost never interact outside of that first episode and they totally should), and Blake still hanging out with her old street rat friends (like Sun) because she still doesn’t feel comfortable in the academy. This creates a more believable reason why Ruby and Jaune would end up as friends: they both feel alone and isolated and they both need someone to talk to.

It’s also during this time that we should be getting some more run-ins with the Faunus and the White Fang. Let’s hold off the Grimm for the moment: we need time to really build them up, so let’s not have characters actually see any of them. Oh, we can -hear- about them just fine because that’s going to be a good reveal for the monsters but, for now, let’s try and build suspense by talking about how dangerous they are and how close they’re getting to the last cities. Back to the topic at hand: the Faunus are meant to be an oppressed race, so let’s see some of that oppression. Let’s see Weiss acting like a jackass to some Faunus begging in the street, or refusing to put in a good word for some of them trying to get work at her family’s company… Let’s really make something out of this racism subplot and -really- shorten Blake’s fuse. When she drops the dramabomb of “I’m a Faunus too – so SCREW YOU!” we need to see just how much crap she’s gone through. Now, Weiss is conflicted. Sure, she and Blake have butted heads from time to time but they’re more alike than they might admit and Yang -has- been trying to keep them together. All of a sudden, Weiss starts feeling guilty: she starts feeling that maybe she’s had the wrong idea about the Faunus as a whole but still she can’t let go of her hatred of the White Fang. So, after a pep-talk from Yang, they’re ready go out and find her.

In the original series, Weiss and Blake bury the hatchet a little too quickly for it to be meaningful. If a story is going to examine a theme like racism, it needs to actually examine it.


As all of this unfolds in Beacon, we can have some smaller encounters between the heroes and the White Fang to whet the audience’s action appetite. They don’t have to be anything major, just maybe Weiss gets into a fight that Yang has to bail her out of, or Blake gets recognised as a traitor at one point, or maybe Pyrrha, Ren, and Nora just wind up in the wrong place at the wrong time. The point is, the White Fang aren’t being completely crushed – like it feels like they are in the actual series – but they are encountering these minor setbacks and those are all building up to be a major annoyance for Roman Torchwick; who’s clearly pulling their strings.

We should also start hearing more about other towns being devoured by the Grimm. Maybe we could even hear that one of the cities just got completely wiped out. This forces Ironwood to showcase his military might to reassure the public that everything will be fine, which gets him in trouble with Glynda and allows us to bring in the conversations between them and Ozpin from Volume 2. Now we can have foreshadowing that the children might be called up to fight in a war – and, just to fix another of Monty’s problems, let’s TALK about that war. One of the many things that doesn’t make sense in RWBY is this whole military thing. What would this war be against? There are no countries, humanity is supposed to be getting wiped out, so who’s the enemy? It has to be the Grimm. Let’s be frank and up-front and say that there’s political pressure on Ozpin and James to turn the Hunters into just another branch of the military, which they both want to avoid as the Hunters are supposed to be politically neutral defenders of everyone and they don’t want to turn them into some kind of special forces; especially not when they’re children. Furthermore, this provides an explanation for the mechs: James doesn’t want the Hunters to become pawns of the military, so his compromise is to unveil these new robot suits that they’re hoping to use as anti-Grimm weapons instead of resorting to the Hunter kids. We can still have Ruby stumble some military secrets at some point and have things go south but let’s not have Penny, okay? I don’t even know what she’s supposed to accomplish. She’s not funny and I especially don’t appreciate how some fans think she’s representative of Asperger’s Syndrome (yes, really, this is a thing that people think).

Instead of running into some generic annoying robot girl, let’s have Ruby run into Mercury (not Emerald, because we’re trying to slowly reveal the world and don’t want to keep recycling the same baddie ala Team Rocket): spying on these preparations and stealing intel on the weapons, possibly with the intent to hack them until Ruby shows up. She doesn’t get a good look at his face (since he’s wearing a mask) but he does manage to leave a lasting impression on her with his voice and mannerisms. However, Ruby just gets completely outclassed and taken prisoner by Mercury – and, just to milk the drama a bit more, let’s have this happen just as Yang and Weiss finally find Blake and it looks like we might have our first real unity of Team RWBY.

Seeing her little sister get taken just pisses Yang the hell off because nobody lays a finger on Ruby – and, after some pacing around feeling helpless and getting disgruntled at how the military can’t do a thing to help, she just decides to storm in and win her back – and it’s here that we see the flip-side of her helping to mediate Blake and Weiss’ relationship: these two are coming with her to help out. Why? It could be dangerous. “That’s why we’re coming.” The two reply. “You were there for us, saving our asses when we had run-ins with the White Fang, and you’ve helped us to get over our issues with each other: so now we’re returning the favour.” This shows that the three have become very close friends without actually dropping any friendship speeches.

Monty had a good thing going when he tried to show the team coming together rather than starting off as a group. The problem is that there’s not enough of it. We should be seeing these characters develop naturally into true companions, rather than having the Plot put them all on the same team and try to force them to be friends.


It’s here that we can give a nod back to the character trailers. Yang’s first stop can be Junior and, once he squeals about one of his boss’ partners knowing a guy who knows a guy, we get treated to a fun infiltration scene as Yang and co. find the base where Ruby is being held and opt to sneak in. Blake, as the stealthiest member of the team, breaks in first and opens a way for Weiss and Yang to snatch Ruby away. After a run-in with Roman Torchwick himself on the way out, the arch-villain who’s been set up throughout this whole volume, that ends with all four girls struggling to fight him but really only managing to get to a stalemate at best (one that they all recognise he’d probably win if things continued), the girls all manage to get out of the secret base and arrive back at Beacon. They’re immediately met by Jaune, Pyrrha, Nora and Ren, and Cardin’s gang: who all started to get worried because their respective friends all vanished. From that point on, we have a brief period to cool down. Everyone deals with the aftermath of the events. Ruby learns that she can’t do everything on her own anymore and tries to hang out more with Jaune and the three girlfriends who’ve been establishing themselves as true companions over the course of the series, Weiss starts acting like less of a jerk, Yang gets to chillax with her boyfriend a bit more, and the ice queen Blake starts to defrost: particularly around Yang, who’s always been there for her – and, just to be ballsy (ovaries-y?), we can drop an implication that Blake has the hots for her.

One thing that really pisses me off about RWBY (and anime in general) is how it dances around the topic of of homosexuality. The only reason why this show has a fanbase to begin with is all the ship teasing but no pairing except the utterly unbelievable heterosexual romances (Jaune and Pyrrha are so remarkably unsexy that the only way they could be more boring is if they started talking about sand) ever happen, so I say, “Let’s just stop pussyfooting around this subtext bullshit and do it. Let’s have Blake start getting a little crushy around Yang.” You don’t have to make a big song and dance about it but it would be nice if there could be at least one anime out there that just came out (pun not intended) and admitted that one of its characters swung the other way rather than just umming and ahhing about the whole thing like a shirking violet fretting over whether or not she tells her crush she likes them. If you don’t have the courage to actually write a gay character, don’t play into all this “suspiciously close friendship” subtext bullshit that anime always retreats into. Either do it or don’t. Hell, there are way more fans shipping Blake with Weiss and Yang than there are people rooting for her and Sun, so it’s not like there’d be a huge fan backlash or anything.

We can also use this little post-victory cool down to start developing Ruby and Weiss’ relationship. Ruby is kind of a late-comer to the team and has always been rather socially awkward, so she doesn’t really get Weiss and finds her kind of intimidating, while Weiss thinks of Ruby as Yang’s annoying kid sister. However, Weiss is able to quickly reflect on how her attitude began pushing Blake away earlier on and manages to salvage things before they get too far. Again, this shows character development on the part of Weiss and it helps to reinforce the idea that this is really a team that you can trust on and count on; not some random bunch of teenagers that Ozpin put together because their names abbreviate to a colour.

Finally, we cut back to Roman Torchwick: who is not having a good day. His agent Emerald has been repeatedly foiled by Ruby and now Mercury, who works for Roman’s own boss, is butting his nose into everything and making comments about how their operation was nearly sabotaged by a bunch of kids, and – to top it all off – the White Fang are really just a disorganised bunch of frustrated youths fighting against racism instead of the hardened badasses he wanted. So, what does Roman do? He steals his plot from Volume 2 and opts to just blow Ironwood’s scheduled reveal of his new military weapons sky high. Why? Mostly petty revenge because he’s not thinking rationally anymore (which foreshadows how he’s clearly not fit to be the ultimate villain, thereby giving more justification for Cinder to take over the running of the show) but partly because the Hunters are all but certain to become agents of the military and what better way to spread panic among the people than to show that the army can’t protect anyone? So, he sends an explosive-laden train straight to Beacon with the intent of just taking out every Goddamn thing in sight as an act of revenge. The train hits the city with a boom and the ceremony is scrambled but that’s not the real problem: the real problem are the legions of Grimm that are pouring into the city. We’ve had these things built up since Episode 1 and, now, we’re seeing them for the first time in ages. And it is horrifying. The military attacks with all of its might but their weapons just aren’t working. They try the mech suits but, no, those aren’t all that either. In fact, the pilots don’t seem to be able to control them.

The Hunters see the carnage unfolding outside the city and all start panicking as to what they’re going to do. Ruby, who’s always been a bit… out-of-touch and really gung-ho about being a Huntress, instantly sees this and replies, “What we were born to do!” And she just leads the charge. Yang is the first to follow, then Blake and Weiss, then Jaune and Pyrrha, Cardin, Nora, everyone… It’s just the Hunters going out all over the place and it’s here that we get our final battle of the series: three teams of Hunters against a huge pack of Grimm. And then that Volume 2 food fight medley of all the main characters’ themes starts blaring and IT IS GO TIME!!!


Our heroes manage to hold their own against the small fry fairly easily, with Jaune and Ruby – who aren’t quite as strong as the others and get knocked about a fair bit – recognising the attack patterns of their enemies and helping to co-ordinate the attacks. Meanwhile, we get two shots of back-to-back badasses: Weiss and Blake are fighting under Ruby’s guidance, hitting absolutely everything and working in perfect sync with each other. We get to see them combining their powers to make those Volume 2 elemental clones… it’s just this beautiful tempest of black and white and it’s amazing. Meanwhile, Pyrrha – despite being a total badass – gets overrun until Ren and Nora come to heir aid. They save Jaune from being killed and he starts helping to direct them and they, too, manage to start holding their own. Meanwhile, Yang is fighting with her boyfriend and his Cardin-led team and they seem to be co-ordinating with the two strategists fairly well. There’s flirty banter, there’s even a few flickers of respect from Cardin as this lanky dork he’s alway seen from afar suddenly starts showing some smarts. But then something happens. Jaune miscalculates, he didn’t see something fast enough… Whatever it was, it’s hit hard and fast. Yang’s boyfriend just got wasted. It came out of nowhere, it was a giant Grimm, there’s just these screams of agony and then… silence.

If this is a world on the edge of extinction, why does nobody ever seem to get seriously injured or die? Don’t be afraid to hurt your characters when you’ve already established that their world wants to kill them.

Suddenly, there’s another giant monster and it looks like the Hunters are going to be pushed back. Cardin is hurling abuse at Jaune and fighting like a berserker and nearly gets wasted himself until his two surviving teammates pull him back. Pyrrha manages to snap some sense back into Jaune and get him back in the game despite this massive shock to his system and, while it’s becoming rapidly clear that the heroes are just not going to get out of this alive, they decide that the best thing they can do is buy some more time for the military to evacuate the citizens: so they prepare to go out in a blaze of glory as Red Like Roses Part II starts playing: the song of loss and the desire to become strong reflecting not only Ruby’s own character but also partially mirroring the inner turmoil that Yang is currently going through.

From then on, events play out fairly similarly to the battle with the giant Grimm in the actual Volume 1: complete with the final shot being of Ruby and Weiss being the ones who land the combination attack that slays the final giant Grimm. Just at that crucial moment, however, things start turning around. The mechs that were previously inoperable by the soldiers suddenly flare into life and start fighting once more. They can’t destroy the Grimm entirely but they can push them back enough that they have to leave the city while the remaining Hunters mop-up the few younger monsters that remain. In the wake of the battle, a huge part of Beacon has been trashed and the combined Grimm attack and display of military might has left the public more shaken than ever. We learn in passing that a few other Hunters were killed by the attack and Glynda has half a mind to kick Ruby out of the school for how she irresponsibly led a charge without asking the grown-ups for help. However, with the support of her new friends and Ozipin’s favour (which drops some more hints at a connection with Qrow), she’s able to remain.

The final scene before the credits roll is that of the team-selection exams about to begin. We don’t actually need to see the outcome of these – although we can certainly show images in the credits that shows us what we already know will be the outcome, shots of the teams united together looking strong and united, etc. However, it’s a bittersweet celebration at best, especially for those teams that lost people (Cardin’s included). As one minor change from the story, having the first initial in the team lineup should not be an indication of leadership. It should be made pretty clear that Pyrrha is the Alpha Female of Team JNPR (since she’s clearly the most qualified member of it). Team RWBY, on the other hand, seems to have accepted the young lass as their leader (despite Weiss’ bewilderment). As an audience, we recognise that this is because Ozpin clearly sees something special in her but the characters should probably seem a bit more surprised. And on that note, the last thing we see before the credits stop rolling should be Ruby looking towards the future: a look on her face that makes it clear that she’s swearing to become stronger to make sure that she does a better job protecting people in the future and fulfil her dream of becoming a true Huntress.

After the credits, we see Roman talking via a communications link to Cinder Fall: who is most displeased with how he and his people have been kicked around by a bunch of teenagers. She tells him that he is no longer in charge of her operations in Beacon and introduces him to his replacement – Adam. As Roman struggles to accept this new arrangement, Mercury keeps the conversation going and we learn that the sudden re-activation of the mechs was thanks to the virus he uploaded before he clashed with Ruby and that his mission earlier in the show was a complete success, for the villains now have access to the military’s latest hardware whenever they want.

And that is how I would conclude the first Volume of RWBY.

SUMMER/BEACH/VACATION [Sterek Support Package]

What better theme for the Sterek Support Network’s July rec package than summer? Here are some of our members’ favorite fics and fanart that deal with the beach, vacation, and other summer themes. Enjoy!

FANFIC

The Newlywed Game [M] [19,569] Captain_Loki

Stiles is (still) single when the pack’s getaway to the Caribbean comes by (oh misplaced optimism); lucky for him Derek is committed to being uncommitted and even after all these years is still powerless against Stiles’ unique forms of persuasion.

Cue a romantic getaway for two: sun, sand, and sarcasm abound…and the two roped into competing in the Resort’s version of the Newlywed game. Only it’s completely obvious it’s going to end in disaster. Probably homicide.

Most probably homicide.

Plot twist: It doesn’t.

I love this fic so much, it’s kind of my headcanon that Stiles and Derek know the ins and outs of each other. Also it has some pack feels and silliness all around. :) - rooming-with-a-narwhal

So this fic is one of my absolute favorites!! I mean derek and stiles are competing against married couples while in a fake relationship to play the game and they just work so well together no matter what and I love it… what I am saying is it is its cute and funny and if you havent you should read it - rocketshipposey

Derek Hale’s Very Bad, No Good (Nice) Summer [T] [37622] stilinskisparkles

“I’m going to kill you,” Derek says to his brother sourly.

“Darling, please, no death threats when you’re off to camp.”

“At camp?”

Talia smirks, “Keep them quiet, at least.”

I love stilinskisparkles fics a ton and I seem to rec them all the time, but seriously they are all amazing!! This one casts the entire hale family (+scott) as addams family esque characters and derek is forced to go to summer camp with stiles made-of-sunshine stilinski and so its all super funny!! my favorite part of this fic is how ALL of the characters interact with each other! - rocketshipposey

Past The Breakers [E] [40729] by thepsychicclam

fanart by Takkun

Stiles and Scott get summer jobs at the exclusive Seawolf Beach Resort, and the last thing Stiles expects is to start taking surf lessons from the hot lifeguard. 

A gorgeous summer fic. The setting and characters are beautiful, the angst and fluff is wonderful and the smut delicious. Plus, naked surfing Derek? Yes please! - stilinskiandthewolf

First of all it is hand-drawn?! Which is so awesome, it is so pretty and the style is amazing. It starts with a gorgeous drawing of the ocean and ends with cute sterek all cuddled up. I love it! - rooming-with-a-narwhal

Move a Mountain [E] [69006] ZainClaw

Stiles goes camping with his friends in New Mexico after graduation where they befriend a biker gang led by Derek: a guy whom Stiles can’t decide if he will be either relieved or devastated to never see again once their week is up.

This fic is actual perfection I absolutely adore everything about it. It’s got everything you need in a fic; fluff, smut, angst and a wonderful ending. - stilinskiandthewolf

God, I love this fic so much. It’s always on my read list whenever I go on vacation. - @kilaem

I adore everything about this fic! It has biker!Derek, post-graduation camping, and a dog named Yoda. There’s also a soundtrack and associated art to make this a well-rounded experience. - prettygirlbpd

To Navigate Your Seas [E] [26010] alisvolatpropiis

Derek is a beach bum/surfer; Stiles is his new neighbor. Feels ensue.

Beautifully written AU. I love the characterisation of Stiles and Derek and the setting is amazing. I can’t get enough of beach bum/surfer Derek! - stilinskiandthewolf

Mermaider [M] [15517] nothing_left_sacred

“So what you’re saying is; you’re a mermaid princess.” Erica concluded.

“Yes, clearly. That is what I am saying. Thank you for putting it so concisely.” Stiles sassed, frowning at her. He wasn’t fucking Ariel; this was so far from being a Disney movie it wasn’t even funny.

Or the one where a perfectly normal Beach Vacation escalates way too quickly, because this is Stiles’ life.

Hysterically funny with a perfect touch of angst and feels! - stilesbansheequeen

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i feel like ur the only person who wants to relive freshmen year, anon, but ok !!

day 1:

 

“We just love making friends here at Magnolia South.” The overly-hyper welcome-to-our-school bleach blonde teacher exclaimed into a scratchy microphone. Several people on the bleachers cringed from the static, but she seemed to be unaffected.

“Now, we’re going to play a few games in order to get y’all to meet some new folks!” She added, with an almost unbearably fake country twang. It was a little bit offensive, actually.

“This is fucking stupid.” Jellal mumbled next to him. “I’d rather be doing geometry than this.”

“Yeah,” Natsu agreed, standing up to stretch his limbs. “This chick is weird.”

The teacher on the gym floor began herding kids in an animalistic fashion, persuading them out of their specified clusters and spreading them thin like not enough butter on bread.

“Now, everybody has to meet at least one new person! Tell them your name, and your favorite…ice cream flavor!” The teacher announced, clapping her hands together enthusiastically.

Gray made a sour face. “I should’ve just slept in for orientation.”

“Same.” Natsu agreed. You could tell at that point it must’ve been bad because the only times Natsu would voluntarily agree with Gray was when either of their lives were at stake.

“Well, let’s go re-meet some losers from middle school. Hey look, there’s the kid who’s weed bag Jellal found on the ground.” Elfman randomly decided to point out. Sure enough, weed-bag kid, looking skeevy as ever, was shimmying past tight-knit groups of girls with a smarmy look on his face.

“Hey look, Erza got boobs.” Natsu pointed out curiously, like the concept was foreign to him.

“Oh yeah.” Jellal said, giving her a once-over real quickly before glancing back to the group.

“Well, let’s go meet some assholes, then regroup.” Gray suggested gruffly. He just wanted to get this day over with.

“See ya. I’mma go find Lucy and tell her she gained weight.” Natsu rubbed his hands together evilly and raced off to find his sweetheart or whatever he considered her to be.

Gray followed Jellal aimlessly through the throngs of people, uninterested in whatever was going on around him. Jellal had found some bimbo to introduce himself too, while Gray just stood, silently waiting for someone to approach him.

In no time, some chick walked up to him, eagerness dripping out of her ears, and introduced herself.

“Hi! I’m Jenny, my favorite ice cream flavor is strawberry.” She gushed. Gray was pretty sure there were about sixteen other girls just like her, but nodded fluidly.

“Gray.” He said, before moving on. She made a confused face, probably thinking something along the lines of ‘Gray isn’t a flavor of ice cream’ but at this point he couldn’t care less what sort of things ran through her head. All he could tell was that she probably filled out around fourth grade and made sure everybody knew that.

He spotted Lyon, that’s right, it was gonna be weird now that they went to the same school. They had spent elementary and middle school apart and now they’d be forced to share everything, besides a last name.

Lyon firmly believed in surrounding himself with bimbos, meanwhile Gray preferred the company of a sole girl who had enough brains to do simple arithmetic. He didn’t need a gaggle of females, just one would do fine. Unfortunately, it hadn’t exactly been smooth sailing trying to find that one girl. But it wasn’t like he was running out of time, he had all the time in the world, it seemed.

“Hey, Gray!” From across the gym, Mirajane flagged down Gray, wearing her traditional M-South Welcome t-shirt, being an upperclassman and all. Her younger sister Lisanna was in his own grade, so he knew her, sort of. Mira seemed to have this wicked idea that he wanted to date Lisanna, so she’d attached herself to him since day one.

“Did you meet anybody new?” She asked, grabbing his shoulders and kissing him on the cheek. She was a bit too friendly for his tastes, not to say that Mirajane wasn’t gorgeous or anything. She was more like a mother to him than anything.

“Yeah. I met…” he trailed off, strawberry bimbette’s name completely slipping his mind. Mira frowned distastefully.

“Gray! I ask for so little, go meet somebody new! How about…that girl!” Mira waywardly pointed across the gym to some mousy looking girl with wild blue hair. She sure knows how to pick winners. Not saying that the girl was unattractive, but attractiveness wasn’t usually the first thing Gray looked for in a girl. That being said, Mira always did have cupid’s bow attached to her back, so he had to watch it when it came to introductions.

“I guess.” He spoke, wandering over to the girl just to get Mira to hop off his ass. She mumbled something along the lines of ‘go git ‘er’ and he promptly ignored her.

The girl looked kind of twitchy, as he drew closer to her. She had her phone tightly grasped in her left hand and her foot was tapping anxiously like she was waiting for her next fix of crack to keep her from tipping ff the edge. Gray began having second thoughts about introducing himself, but Mira’s beady eyes on the back of his neck urged him to keep moving.

She made eye contact with him then she had dark, watery blue eyes and a heart-shaped face. She was really pretty. But still twitchy, and weird.

Her mouth twisted into a puzzled frown, almost accusing hi of being someone she didn’t want to meet. Miffed by her reaction, he puffed up his chest and shoved down his pride.

“I’m Gray.” He stuck out his hand to shake. Was hat weird? It had been forever since he formally introduced himself to someone, he usually just met people through mutual friends. The way the girl was staring at him he began doubting himself.

She narrowed her eyes at him, like she was half expecting Ashton Kutcher to jump out from behind him and yell that she’d been punked. Gray dropped his hand, sick of waiting, and stared at her rudely.

“Oh. I’m….Juvia, I guess.” She spoke, then made a weird face like her words tasted bitter.

“You ‘guess’?” He said, a moment after the words left his mouth he wanted to smack himself. Nice first impression, idiot.

Her face died down to one of a calculating bitch.

“Yeah. I guess you’re one of those fuckboys everybody’s warned me so much about, right?” She asked condescendingly. Gray didn’t think of himself as a fuckboy, per se. He associated himself with some of them, sure, but he didn’t do anything fuckboy-ish. At least he didn’t think so…

“Oh, and what are you? Some wannabe blogger who gets offended by every little thing I say?” And…he blew it.

She took a step back, shocked by his slightly higher-level response.

“Look, you’re really cute and all, but if you ever want a girlfriend, you’re gonna need to dial it down, Ice Man.” She bit back.

Forgetting that she had called him cute, he subtly gritted his teeth and sighed. “Look, I was just trying to say ‘hi’. Are you gonna tell me what fucking ice cream you like, or not?”

“I like mint you uncultured twat!”

“Well I like mint too!”

They stood there, frozen in unnecessary anger.

“Uh…sorry for…yelling.” Juvia apologized awkwardly, sticking her hand out like he had done earlier.

He looked at her like she was crazy.
”Could you just shake my damn hand! I look like a goddamn idiot if I just stand here with my hand out!” She said impatiently, an embarrassed blush rising to her cheeks.

He shook her hand. It was slightly sweaty. He didn’t blame her though, there were at least five hundred kids squashed into the gym, and having an argument with one of them for no reason at all can spike your stress levels.

“Ooh. Strong grip.” She commented dorkily, her blush returning to the apples of her cheeks once more. That’s a weird thing to blush about.

“I guess.” He mentioned blandly. He scratched the back of his head, unsure of what to do next. He turned around and saw Mira moving her hands in circles, signaling him to start a conversation. Ugh. Why was he even listening to her.

“So.” He spoke. “What do you…like.”

“The Walking Dead.” She said quickly, before making a horrified face. “I mean…not that-“

“The zombie show?” He asked, one eybrow cocked upwards.

“Y-well, it’s more than that.” She looked a tiny bit uncomfortable with the topic. He wondered if she was one of those superfans that made crazy edits and wrote fanfiction and went crazy over fictional characters. He’d never really known someone personally like that.

“And a…and you?” She added, bouncing on her heels lightly.

“I like hockey. He said, nice and straightforward.

“Oh god.” She wrinkled her nose. “You aren’t one of those dumbasses who treats gym class like the Olympics, are you?”

He paused for a second, because he totally was one of those dumbasses. He realized that it was stupid, yes, but he tended to get particularly…heated…especially when he and Natsu got put in the same classes.

“Oh my god.” Juvia repeated, in a disappointed manner.

“Yeah…sorry.” He said with an apologetic smile. Her face flushed for some reason.

She laughed to cover it up, and he noticed that he had actually succeeded in making small talk with a new person, without having to resort to Natsu saving him from the painful sort of small talk, ie. the weather.

“Alright!” The crazy megaphone teacher from before blasted. “Your schedules are being handed out into groups, sort into your last names accordingly please!!”

“Well…I should probably go.” She spoke so quickly he hardly caught what she was saying.

“Hm. Yeah, bye I guess.” He played it off like he wasn’t proud of maintaining conversation for that long.

U-um, and you’re Gray, right?” She asked nervously.

“Yup.” He nodded. “Fullbuster.”

She nodded, recognizing that it was his last name. “Uh…great. I’m Lockser. Juvia Lockser, I mean…stupid…” she mumbled the last part and wandered away.

“Weird chick.” He mumbled under his breath, but secretly, he was proud that he had met someone on his own that didn’t annoy him to pieces. He could tolerate her, and for Gray, that was huge. Well, save Mira’s help.

Speaking of Mira, she was giving him a weird stare and looked like she kind of wanted to throw him a surprise party. He’d definitely have to keep an eye on her.

“Jesus Christ Gray, quit standing around like a dumbass and get your schedule!” Natsu yelled, whapping him in the head with his rolled-up schedule.

“Fuck off, Barbie!”

Natsu stuck his tongue out at him and raced away, probably to hide behind Lucy. Gray turned to the table with the letter ‘F’ on top and made his way towards it.

He spotted the girl, Juvia, that he had spoken to before. She was awkwardly wringing her hands In front of the ‘L’ table and picking at the edges of her hair. He held up his hand as a sort of greeting, almost to acknowledge that he knew her while still acting casual. Suck it Natsu, he could meet hot chicks on his own.

She looked at him strangely, her navy eyes darting back and forth to see who he was half-waving at. He bobbed his head forward, as if to say ‘yeah, you’.

She made the goofiest face in the world, he wished he had a camera because she looked like she could barely swallow that he was indeed waving to her.

Then, begrudgingly, she waved back, slowly and painfully. She was such a weirdo. But he’d rather she be a weirdo than some vanilla blonde girl who’s interests included nothing but the latest pop sensation.

He’d definitely make sure this wasn’t the last time they communicated.

Disney entertainers - Luke Hemmings AU [FLUFF]

Requested - no

Summary~ On the first day of working as a disney princess in Disney world Florida you were too nervous to eat, little did you know that disney entertainers could be so wonderful

Word Count - 1426

Working in a disney resort has been your dream since you understood that the characters that wander around in the parks are actual people. You researched it for weeks trying to figure out all the ins and outs of auditioning as well as the best places to audition. You never expected to actually get a position but the audition was one of the best experiences of your life and when, only a week later, you got a phone call offering you the job of Ariel, working 7 days a week from 8 til 7, you just had to take it.

So, at 7.45am, you show up, early, just in case, causing you to miss breakfast, though you were to anxious to eat in the first place. The Magic Kingdom doesn’t officially open until 9 but everyone is expected in to help out with the hair make up and costumes, you, specifically, have a very ornate costume considering you are a mermaid for half the day and for the other half you get to actually use your legs.

As you walk into the back entrance you are hit by a sudden wave dizziness that you try to walk off but you end up loosing your footing and collapsing, but before you hit the ground you feel yourself being caught by someone.

When you regain consciousness you find yourself in a room with a heavy smile of hairspray and on some level paint. You sit up and look around seeing a bunch of make up benches and people in ridiculous costumes. The Disney entertainers dressing room.

“Hey, look who’s awake, hey there Sleeping Beauty,” a boy with an Australian accent, a blue shirt and holding a brown wig.

“Shut it, Lucas,” a girl dressed as Princess Aurora hisses with a smile eating a banana.

“Jesus, what time is it?” you ask.

“8.15,” the Lucas boy says.

“Aren’t you busy getting ready?” you question him.

“Boys don’t take as long as girls I just need to put on a wig and get my makeup done a little,” he grins. “Plus my new Ariel hasn’t shown up”

“So you’re my Eric,” you sit up properly.

“Ah, you were on time, I go by Luke when I don’t have the wig on, were you too nervous and you fainted?” he says.

“I din’t have breakfast this morning,” you admit.

“Here,” you turn only to have Cinderella throw a muffin at you, so surreal. “Eat up and head through to wardrobe and they’ll get you kitted out”

“I guess I’ll see you in the Grotto,” Luke smiles as you exit to get ready.

That morning you are guided out to ‘the Grotto’ where you are sat on a huge padded rock ready to meet any children that come by. You fall deeply in love with your costume; a shell bra that was at first odd to wear but is now fine, a beautiful red wig and most noticeably the shimmering tail that makes it insanely difficult to walk You think that Luke will be there already but he saunters in with only a few minutes before the grotto is open.

“You look different,” he grins. “Wait let me guess… you got your nails done”

“Ha ha, you’re so funny,” you roll your eyes.

“I know, that’s how I got the job as Eric,” he tells you. “It helped them look past my blonde hair, did you know that there are very few blonde disney princes”

“I’ve never really thought about it,” you chuckle.

“You know what else I think is funny, the fact that every Ariel I’ve worked with has had to be up on that rock a solid ten minutes before opening,” he leans against the fake rock wall.

“How many Ariels have you worked with?” you giggle.

“You’re the 3rd,” he tells me.

“Grotto is opening guys,” one of the employees says leaning into the room.

“Places Princess Ariel,” he winks.

The whole morning you have to try not to laugh or break character hearing Luke, who for the entirety of the time you’ve known him has had an Australian accent, speak in the most perfect disney prince American accent. He, however, has to do the same when you start talking in your squeaky princess Ariel voice.

“Last kid,” the employee says sending in a girl with a badge that says ‘7 today’.

She runs up to you, up the tiny stais up the side of the rock to hug you tightly.

“Hello there,” you announce, “And what’s your name?”

“Izzy,” she smiles.

“Well nice to meet you,” you say. “I’m Ariel”

“I know, you’re my favourite princess,” your heart swells.

“I see it’s your birthday, what did you ask for?” you ask.

“My mom brought me here, but I also asked for my own Prince Eric,” she exclaims.

“That’s a difficult present to get because there’s only one of him and I’m afraid I have him,” you say.

The two of you glance at him and he blushes scuffing his polished shoes along the floor.

“Ariel?” she says.

“Yes, Izzy?” you respond.

“Are you in love?”

That’s when Luke, or Eric, interjects, “I’m sorry, Izzy but Ariel needs her lunch”

“What does Ariel eat for lunch?” Izzy asks Lu- Eric.

“Sushi, I bet,” the little girls mother says taking her daughter’s hand.

You make an exaggerated gasp, “Of course not, I’m strictly non-pescetarian”

Luke chuckles as they leave, “You coming for lunch then,” his accent is thick again.

You cough trying to get rid of the cheesy voice, “Uh, can you help me down, it’s damn hard to walk in this frickin’ tail”

“Of course,” you expect him to give you a hand down but he full on lifts you bridal style and carries you into the dressing room again. “Don’t worry, you get changed after our 90 minute lunch break and you get to wear on of those flouncy dresses that all the girls seem to love wearing”

He puts you down near the costume department where there’s a dressing gown hung up with ‘Ariel’ embroidered on the front.

“I’ll let you change, the costume department don’t care as long as you hang the costume,” he says.

Before he leaves you stop him, “Uh, Luke,” he pops his head around the door. “Could you maybe unzip the tail for me?”

“Erm.. sure,” he crouches and swiftly unzips the tail as if he’s suddenly in a rush.

Lunch in the dressing room is strange, eating lunch with 7 or 8 grown adults who are dressed up as disney characters, this is going to be your usual day. You learn a lot that day, like how Peter pan is the most popular character with an older demographic, and how there’s a whole other dressing room for the disney villains and miscellaneous characters.

That afternoon you get changed into a fancy blue dress fit with a corset that is strangely comfortable, your hair is tied back with a blue bow ad you are given a pair of heels to walk in.

“You ready for the walk about?” Luke asks, waiting for you outside the costume rooms.

“The what?” you open the door and show him you dressed in your second costume.

“Wow,” he glances you up and down, “You do look a lot better in these puffy dresses than most of the prncessses”

“I don’t hink I’m going to get used to beng called a princess,” you giggle before repeating, “What’s the walk about?”

“Walking around the resort, getting to meet the kids outside of the grotto,” he explains.

“Ah, if I’m honest I’m just excited to hear your disney prince voice again”

The day goes well and by the end of your shift at 7 you are insanely tired.

You catch Luke waiting on you after you get changed out of the costume, you’d forgotten he’s blonde. You catch him fiddling with his lip in the mirror.

“What are you doing” you ask.

“Well I was waiting for you but I needed to put in my lip ring,” he turns to you to show the black ring in his lip.

Damn it’s attractive on him.

“Did you enjoy your first day, or are you going to bail on us already?” he grins.

“No, despite my fainting spell this morning, I’ve had a magical day,” you tell him.

“Well, to make sure you don’t faint again, I’ll make you a deal, I’ll meet you here, every day at 7.30 so we can have breakfast together,” he says.

“Deal”

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We Won’t Need 60 Minutes

Disclaimer: Batman and associated characters are the creative property of DC Comics.
Warnings: N/A
Rating: T
Prompt: ( @the-owlknight ) Honestly I would love to see something like Lois Lane interviewing Cass. Lois being of course considered by asking only Yes or No questions.

A/N: I wanted to make this challenging, so I set it in the New52-ish/DC-Youish universe rather than the preboot. I love these characters, I will love them no matter what, so I’m going to do my best to support them no matter the iteration. And man is that a tough mentality to get behind because I’m way unfamiliar with these versions of Cass and Lois when compared to how well I feel I know them in the preboot. 

Hopefully I did well by them!

The fact that Lois came as fast as she did with as little fuss as she did was something of a testament to how much she respected Clark. Not so much what she had left in reserve for Bruce after the last several brush offs he had given her request to get an exclusive.

Bruce was in debt to her, but he was very much in debt to whatever sweet talking Clark had to do to get Lois to agree.

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Titles Of Heroes

Author: Zoe

Word count: 4,000 or so

Warnings: blood, theft, blackmail???, kidnapping??, it’s a mess, dead people, slight murder, slight mass suicide, but not really so eh, it’s kinda dark, but at the same time, kinda witty

Request:  Can I request something? Thomas J. x Reader where he’s a damsel in distress and the reader is saving him EVERY time and he just swoons like the inner Disney princess he really is. Idk, I guess it would be in fantasy, but do whatever you like. Thanks and have a nice day!

Author’s note: I got REALLY carried away, honestly, I didn’t mean for it to happen. Things just got…yeah anyway, read to find out!!! Things also kinda happen quickly but you know how when you’re like EMOTIONS it’s easier to get closer to someone! Also! I’m planning to make a complete crack!fic for this request at a later date just in case you wanted some actual humor!


Thomas had a love hate relationship with you.

Partially for the fact he was bitter that he didn’t know anything about you other than your name. Your eyes were always covered in tinted goggles, hair always hidden behind a wrap, and skin covered by clothes that he could only describe as ghostly.

Partially for the fact you were a snarky ass.

“I don’t recall ever asking for you help.”

“Oh sweetie, I don’t believe you’ve ever recalled asking to be kidnapped either, and yet…”

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Harry Potter and  the Cursed Child - Script Review

The following is my Goodreads review, where I gave Harry Potter and the Cursed Child 2 stars.

This honestly gets a 2 ½. I love Harry Potter and my heart somehow doesn’t allow it to give it 2, but it most definitely does not deserve 3 stars. This review will be full of SPOILERS, so beware - you have been warned.

It is almost unnecessary to point out that I am, as are millions of other readers around the world, a massive Harry Potter fan, who grew up with the books and read them countless times. I also thoroughly enjoyed J.K. Rowling’s first adult novel The Casual Vacancy and have continued to support her in her post-Potter writing career and am thrilled about the Fantastic Beasts film(s). But after having read the Cursed Child, I fear she has started to lose her mojo… if she even really developed the story. I somehow decided to believe she didn’t to preserve my favourable opinion of her and that this is all Jack Thorne’s hodgepodge. Even this, however, is hard to believe since Thorne is supposed to be an esteemed playwright. Perhaps he is, but not for this literary universe.
Harry Potter and the Cursed Child feels and reads as fanfiction written by a 12-year old after s/he watched all the eight films (not read the books) and scrolled through a couple of HP fanpages. I find the utter lack of understanding the characters or even how the world works unfathomable. I realise this is a play and not a novel (and it shows, as I will discuss later in the review), but this should not be an excuse for a poorly-written, horribly-characterised mess. As a production this surely works better with undoubtedly great performances by world-class actors and what I imagine must be a breathtaking scenography, probably so flashy in fact that it has blinded critics and theatregoers to such an extent that they are giving it praise after praise. But since I am reviewing the script book and not the play, where all the visuals are supposed to be painted inside one’s head and not served on a silver platter, I can tell you that the Cursed Child falls flat with a splat of a stale pudding.

I’ll start with the positives since the paragraph will be much shorter. I generally enjoyed Albus Severus Potter. He is by far the most developed character (as he should be, since he is the titular character) and his troubled relationship with Harry was by a mile the most interesting part of the story. It is easy to see how being the child of the famous Boy Who Lived would be a terrible burden, especially if you do not live up to the expectations. The script cleverly opens and closes with an intimate Harry-Albus relationship and this is probably the only arc that is somehow opened and closed in a satisfying way.

Is this the plot of the Cursed Child, you ask? Oh, no, no, no. Why would you make an interesting troubled relationship of a boy with a first, middle and last name weighing him down and his saviour-of-humanity father the main and only focus? In fact, why would you even set the story 19 years later if you don’t have anything interesting to say about that period, really? No, we need to fill the script with deus ex machina after deus ex machina, generic characters and time travel. Yes, you read that right. Time travel.

When I first heard that the play will be about Harry’s son and will take place after the epilogue from Deathly Hallows, I was sceptical. I always felt that there wasn’t much story to be told and if JKR were ever to write another HP book, a much better idea would be to set it during the First Wizarding War or even sooner, exploring the details from the early lives of Dumbledore, Voldemort, the Marauders or literally any other character with an interesting backstory. It’s not that the sequel starring Harry’s children would have nothing to say, I just didn’t imagine there was enough to merit a novel. I guess I was right. The Cursed Child either doesn’t want to or doesn’t produce enough material to explore issues that may arise in the time years after the defeat of Voldemort, so it resorts to the cheapest way imaginable to produce some excitement - time travel. That’s no big deal, you might say, do they travel back an hour or so? You would be wrong. The time travel takes our characters back into the time of the original Harry Potter series, revisiting (albeit with alterations) many of the original characters, places, and events. This, as you can imagine, can go two ways: either it is a positive little nudge to the beloved original series, or it starts to unnecessarily meddle with what is a perfectly ok original story. You can guess which one it is.

The Cursed Child (henceforth CC, because I can’t even bring myself to spell out the entire title) for me fails in several different ways, which are most easily enumerated using good old points:
1) It is too ‘all over the place’ for a play: if you’ve read any plays, you will know that most feature a relatively small number of characters and take place in one or a handful of locations. This makes sense, since plays rely heavily on the dialogue and the characters and less so on the movement through space and time. Most of the best plays require nothing more than an empty nondescript room and well-developed characters. It is of course naive to expect the CC to be such a play and I did not expect that when I delved into it. However, the very short acts that constantly shift settings and skip 'irrelevant’ events bothered me. One second Albus and Scorpius jump off the Hogwarts Express, in 2 pages they are visiting Amos Diggory in a nursing home and 3 pages later they are already at the edge of the Forbidden Forest, where Harry (because dreams, I guess?) suddenly knows where to look for them. To me this is lazy writing and feels like reading the very concise version of sparknotes and not a complete story. Characters just seem to know where to go or what to do off-page (or off-stage) just so the very bare skeleton of the story can progress. And attributing this to the medium of a play is no excuse - if this is the case, then the writers are unaware of how plays are supposed to be structured to work on a page or even on stage. If you cannot properly tell a story with so many settings, then downsize it.
2) Awful characterisation: let’s address the elephant in the room and get it out - we are somehow to believe that before the Battle of Hogwarts, Voldemort and Bellatrix conceived a daughter, Delphi, who is posing as Amos Diggory’s niece. Although I do not personally approve of this plot point, failing to see how Voldemort would have a relationship/daughter in the first place let alone when he was completely obsessed with the quest to procure the Elder Wand and destroy his foe, this is not even close to what my problem with Delphi is. She is a non-character. She keeps appearing and disappearing seemingly at random throughout the play, yet apart from the description of her hair, there’s nothing to her. Towards the end her already non-existent personality is reduced by another lazy trope - a prophecy. If the Harry/Voldemort prophecy from the original series was at least well-explained and logically inserted into the story for a greater purpose, the one in the CC comes out of thin air to clumsily explain the villain’s motivation and the entire convoluted Cedric plot. It is sad how the writers could not come up with a new original antagonist, perhaps an underground network of (ex) Death Eaters if nothing else, but instead opted for what is essentially an attempt to reincarnate Voldemort using an empty shell we are to believe is his daughter. Delphi, just as she randomly appears in the CC, is gone at the end, apparently transported to Azkaban to stare at a wall or something.
Now, let’s talk about the second butchered character - Ronald Weasley. “You know what we need?” probably said one of the writers, whoever it was, “we need humour. Comic relief. Stupid one-liners. People love those.” And so Cursed Ginger Ron was born, a character so empty, he feels like a bland impersonator of PC Jimmy Carr. That’s all I have to say.
Other characters are not much better and most serve little purpose but to be there because they are beloved or notorious characters from the HP universe (such as Snape, Umbridge, and Dumbledore, or rather his portrait). None extend beyond one dimension or act according to their personality from the original novels. Any other new characters, most notably a random Hogwarts student named Craig Bowker Jr. whose sole purpose is to be killed off by Delphi so the killing curse can be put into the play, but not to be used on a character that actually matters, are equally bland.
3) The generic, derivative plot full of conveniences: the original Harry Potter series have their fair share of deus ex machinas, for sure. However, the ones used in the CC are something else entirely. Not only, as I already mentioned, do the jumps in setting from act to act conveniently sweep under the rug important backstory and much-needed scenes that would bind the tale together, but also abruptly disturb the pacing to such an extent that at multiple times I had to turn back a few pages because I was sure I skipped an act or two (btw, I didn’t).
Deus ex machinas, the most notorious one surely Draco’s pretty gold time-turner he just happened to have for decades, are forced and poorly explained. The same goes for the 'rules’ regarding time travel, (bad) fanfiction-like alternate timelines, disregarding certain rules of the HP universe (underage Albus and Scorpius perform magic outside Hogwarts like it’s a walk in the park), and oh right, the lady who sells sweets on the Hogwarts Express is apparently over 200 years old, her pasties can be used as hand grenades, she walks on top of the train and develops spikes on her hands if anyone tries to leave the train. So there’s that.

There is so much more to say about this disgrace that is the Cursed Child, but perhaps the most appropriate summary is found in the book itself, when one of the stage directions reads: “Ginny is not sure what she’s supposed to be.” Indeed, this story doesn’t know what it is supposed to or what it wants to be. It feels as if a hired writer composed it after having skimmed through a few fanfiction stories convinced s/he now knows what the fans want. But Harry Potter and the Cursed Child will never be (despite it being marketed as such) the eight Harry Potter story, it does not even deserve to be mentioned in the same breath as the original series. I still cling to the hope that JKR did not produce this, but of she did and this is indeed the last Harry Potter story we will ever get, then it is sad to see the series (if I may borrow T. S. Eliot’s words) end not with a bang but with a whimper.

What’s the Deal with Neal? Or, Why NealFire Gets No Love

Oh, Neal– you’ve suffered a truly craptastic childhood and spent most of your time on-screen racing through THREE realms to help the son you’ve known for a week … only to be met by widespread indifference at best by the OUAT fandom, as far as I can tell. I know there’s a small but vocal minority who ship Neal with Emma, but even they spent a lot of time defending Neal from various and sundry charges leveled at our favorite portal-jumper from other parts of the OUAT fandom.

It’s lit by the magical properties of Characterius No-Carius!

In which Regina is the fandom

But why is this? Is Neal really that bad a person, or is there something else going on here? Please note this essay isn’t a defense of Neal, in shipping terms or otherwise (the Neal essay is here!)– it’s merely a rundown of reasons I think he’s not more popular. Namely:

  1. Poisoning the Well
  2. Neal’s Flashback Problem
  3. Baelfire is Neal?!
  4. Guilt by Association
  5. There’s No Time!

Ready to fall down a psychological portal to a realm of rampant speculation? Then let’s go!

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Burn It Up | Chapter No. 1
  • Type: Alternate Universe, Gang, Drugs, Anarchy 
  • Characters: BTS, Block B, Original Characters 
  • Rating: M+

News Alert

21:00

October 22, 0273

In Recent months, citizen membership to the illegal underground clubs located in the Bastions has spiked. It is said to be caused by a relatively new group who have created a hybrid of a toxic drug, being sold under the name Syst. Since the government crack down on Spear One of the Bastions last year, crime, substances, and club participation have plummeted. We can only hope that this sudden scare will be taken care of by our loyal government. Citizens are reminded that all non-regulated drugs are harmful, can cause unimaginable damage and should be avoided at all costs. Citizens are also reminded that these underground activities are forbidden and anyone caught will be immediately re-corrected on site. Any civilian with information on the whereabouts of these gangs are asked to act upon their civil duty and report them to authorities straight away. Safety, and stability sustained. Noblesse Oblige.

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on the way home (wonwoo)

+ summary: wherein she notices that quiet boy who falls asleep on the bus everyday +

{a/n: unedited bc I feel sick and shitty, but wonwoo’s still cute af and I was bored so idk ight here u go?? I apologize in advance}

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Long, tedious bus rides felt ordinary to her. 

Every morning was the same routine– which meant her begrudgingly waking up an hour earlier than she needed to, simply because she was sadly the first (and furthest) stop from school. Being the first stop consequently meant the shitty feeling of morning dew at its peak– when the sun hadn’t even risen and nothing moved outside except for the empty yellow school bus approaching her usual stop at the intersection. Morning bus rides were boring, and she often found herself too sleepy to stay awake even before she reached the next stop. She’d only wake up last-minute, with a panicked jump, when the bus finally came to a halting stop in front of school.

Bus rides in the afternoon, however, were a completely different story. The trips on the way home bustled with noise; friends chattered about, teenagers played rap on blast speakers, and people would obnoxiously laugh at some joke that a goofy guy sitting in the back row (his name was Soonyoung, she believed?) would crack every now and then.

Yet, arguably the most noticeable difference during these afternoon bus rides was the presence of a quiet, black-haired boy seated directly across from her.

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Fic: Burning Bright (Chapter 1 - Dark Swan)

Title: Burning Bright (Episode 1 - ‘Dark Swan’)
Rating: G
Summary: What if Neal had survived to the start of Season 5, and Hook was the one to die? An attempted rewrite of the fifth season, with Neal in the place of Hook as Emma’s main love interest. Swanfire + all the canon relationships.

A/N: To clear up a few things, Neal basically survived Quiet Minds and has been part of the story from then on. I’m trying to keep this as close to canon as possible so I can follow the episodes closely. The only other major canon divergence is that Ariel didn’t show up in Poor Unfortunate Souls, so Hook drowned. So warning for pre-fic major character death. 

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Emma vanishes; for a moment, Neal forgets how to breathe.

Then a voice comes, then several, all muffled as though shouted through water, and he realises that one of them is his own. “No! No, no no no no no no!” He’s running, his feet a blur on the concrete, but he stops short when he comes to that twisted, evil piece of metal, lying untouched on the road. The last time Neal had a family, it ended when his father’s name showed on that cold metal. Now, history repeats itself, and his mind screams and freezes and refuses to understand even while his eyes read the words emblazoned there: Emma Swan.

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You’re Sure It’s Not Spelt Hucks?

So for the @verymerrykylux shindig that I’m totally late for, I got to write for @gingerbitch-hux. I’m so sorry it’s late. I have no excuses. I’m a lame dude. Anyways! I hope you like it. Thanks to @sithofren and @kyloren-sithlord for reading through this and giving it the polishing it needed!


There is something to this newfangled Facebook thing that Han is simply unable to wrap his mind around. Leia insists – in that endlessly annoying Leia way of hers – that he needs to get it in order to stay current with ‘this generation.’ Whatever that’s supposed to mean. Han’s never met a computer he couldn’t work his way around, but this god damned, imbecilic blue-and-white website of death is testing him in new and inspired ways.

He hates it.

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