you thought you were trying


there’s a good reason these tables are numbered honey, you just haven’t thought of it yet // panic! at the disco

Some of my favorite named things in science:

There We Go - Cassian Andor x Reader

Request:  HI! Can you do Cassianxreader where the reader struggles with insomnia and he helps and comforts them
Requested by anon

Originally posted by casiianandorr

You couldn’t sleep. You’d tossed and turned over and over again but you couldn’t sleep no matter what you did. The thoughts buzzing around your head were driving you insane, and trying to submit them into sleep made you exhausted. So, you decided to go for a walk. For the most part, Yavin 4 didn’t sleep at night. Things were still going on, people were still working, but you weren’t on Yavin 4. You were on a mission with Cassian Andor and a few other rebels. The small hut you were staying in on the outskirts of Jehda was silent, it seemed that everyone but K-2S0 were asleep. It made you so uncomfortable to be the only one awake. 

You went out the back of the hut, sitting down on the ground and running your fingers through the dusty red dirt. God, how you just wished you could sleep. 

“Hey.” A voice whispered. You turned to see Captain Andor, a yawn disappearing from his face. 

“Mind if I sit?” he asks, gesturing to the ground beside you.

You nod, “Sorry, did I wake you?” you ask as he sits.

Cassian shakes his head, “No. I’m a light sleeper. I usually wake up at around this time anyway.”

You nod and a silence settles over the two of you.

Cassian watches your fingers tracing through the dirt, the way your eyes are red from lack of sleep.

“(Y/n), I don’t mean to pry, but did you sleep at all?”

You stare at the dirt patterns drawn by your fingers. “Not yet.”

“(Y/n), it’s nearly dawn.”


Cassian slowly reached out to take your hand, causing you to finally look at him. “(Y/n), you’re at risk if you’re not well rested.”

“I know.” You shake your head, feeling the tears of exhaustion stinging your eyes, “I know but I just can’t. I don’t know why but I can’t fall asleep.”

“Are you frightened?” Cassian asks, leaning forward slightly.

You shake your head, “There’s just so much going on in my head. Everything all at once and I can’t make it shut up.”

Cassian frowned, and unsure what to say, he wrapped a gentle arm around you. You rested your head on his shoulder, partly to hide your tears. He took this as a sign of acceptance, so he he wrapped both arms around you, rocking you back and forth gently. Something about it, something about the way Cassian held you as your tired tears rolled down your cheeks, soothed you. Everything blanked out except his arms around you, his quiet humming and the gentle rocking. And you were able to slip into sleep.

As sleep enveloped you, you felt soft lips pressed to your forehead, the grip tighten around you and Cassian’s voice;

“There we go sweetheart, there we go.”


Scourge: the guy who kicks a Metal Sonic in the nuts and expects it to work

Christmas Baby - One Shot

Originally posted by laurenkmyers

Bucky x Reader - I love DaddyBuck/ProtectiveBuck fics so much. I kinda wanted this to be their first kid, so I apologise that I changed it slightly. 

Summary - Bucky and Reader have been trying for a child for a while. When reader finally gets pregnant, he becomes slightly overprotective. Which is fine until she wants to decorate for Christmas.

Warnings: So much fluff it hurts. .

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You left so long ago and yet I still think of you just as much as I did when you were in my life.
Isn’t that strange? 
Perhaps the only way I can cope with the loss is to pretend…. To make believe you are still with me, even though it’s only in my thoughts. 
When funny things happen in my day, I imagine telling you about them. I picture you laughing and what you would say. 
When problems arise and I need support, I visualize talking them through with you. I try to think what advice you would give me and follow it, even though it’s probably just you being there for me and listening that I miss more than the advice.
You’re still such a big part of my life - every day. 
Everything I do, every decision I make is to try to be the kind of person I think you’d be proud of.
I know I should be doing these things for myself to make myself proud. I know I should forget about you like you forgot about me and I shouldn’t care what you’d think or say if you were here…..
But I’m not strong enough yet, and I don’t want to fall into a negative cycle….
So for now I try to be the best possible version of myself and pretend that you’d still care.


She can’t stop thinking about it, can’t stop fearing herself and what she imagines she did back in that fusion.

It’s horrible, but it’s a realistic view of people who can’t forgive themselves. But the fact that she feels so bad about it is what lets us know that she’s still a good person.

On the other hand Steven is right, she doesn’t HAVE to be Malachite anymore, she can be free. Of course that’s much easily said than done though.


Oh god.

She thinks she liked what happened in that fusion. She’s so attached to this idea that she’s a horrible person that she convinces herself that she MUST like that, she must enjoy hurting other people.

This is tragic, I’m so sorry Lapis.

“We were fused for so long…”

That line is so haunting oh my god.

The difference is, Lapis, that you did all that because you were scared and trying to escape from the people you thought were your enemies.

Jasper is just a huge asshole who willingly wanted to rob the CGs their freedom and individuality


Seven jauntily apocalyptic songs for the seven bells of the Abhorsen. Mostly gospel and blues, with some pop thrown in. Listen here

That Was Scary!

Drabble Request 2: Dean Winchester @quiddy-writes (This was so much fun! Thanks for the submission!)

“Dean! Quit it! I told you I didn’t like scary movies!” You whisper-yelled in his direction as you made your way through the abandoned warehouse, which was supposedly haunted by a ghost.

“Dude, leave Y/n alone.” Sam protested.

“Oh, come on, sweetheart… I’m just messing with you.” Dean practically wined.

“Poking me with a stick in the dark and trying to make me scream is uncalled for.” He had guilted you into watching a horror movie marathon with him in the bunker yesterday, even though you told him how jumpy you got after you watched any type of thriller. “I’m going to have nightmares. Don’t be surprised if I’m crawling into bed with you tonight.”

“I thought you were trying to get me to stop?” He drawled, winking at you in the dim of his flashlight.

You’re only response was to roll your eyes and try to hide the smile tugging at your lips.

He signaled to you and Sam that he was going to check out the upstairs rooms and made his way up the rickety, creaking stairs.

As soon as he was out of earshot, Sam nudged your ribs, “You know he gets just as jumpy as you do after watching horror flicks, right?”

You practically laughed in Sam’s face, “Yeah, sure Sam. I believe that. Dean Winchester, fearless hunter, gets spooked by movies like Poltergeist.”

“I’m serious. I’ve only known him for forever. The man can stare a vamp in the face, but catch him of guard and he’ll scream his pants off. Trust me.” Sam quipped.

You still scoffed. Dean was the protector, especially to you. He was fearless and tough. No way that could happen.

Sam noticed your disbelief and raised an eyebrow, “If you don’t believe me, you want to help me prove it to you?”

Sam hurried to the second floor, calling Dean’s name in a panic.

“Sam! Dude, what?!”

“I can’t find Y/n. We were checking an area downstairs and she just disappeared!” He wasted no time rushing past Sam, missing the smirk that spread on his lips.

Dean plowed through the warehouse like a bull in a China shop. He barreled through every room and looked in every crevasse trying to find a sign of you or whatever had taken you.

“I think I found something!” Sam called.

Dean rounded the corner, flashlight in hand; ready to beat the hell out of whatever came into view. He was met by Sam, who held a finger over his lips to tell Dean to stay quiet before pointing towards the last in a row of doors in front of him. Dean readied the iron chain in his hands and planted his feet into the dirt floor.

Sam mouthed a “1, 2, 3” before violently swinging open the door, revealing an empty closet. Dean checked the area, justifying to himself that it was, in fact, empty.

When his shoulders finally relaxed and he let out a sigh, you jumped out from your hiding place and yelled as loudly as you could, far enough away so that you weren’t within striking distance of his fists. Surprisingly, though, big, bad, Dean Winchester didn’t throw any punches, but rather…

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The loudest shriek of fear you had ever heard pierced your ears. You never thought a sound such as this would come out of a man Dean’s size. You had never seen the man even slightly afraid, and here he was, practically squealing in terror. Sam had already doubled over in amusement as a loud ‘pffft’ left your lips. Dean even began jumping up and down a bit, which sent you over the edge. You held your belly as laughter poured out of you uncontrollably. After a few moments, you stood and tried to wipe the tears from your cheeks as you composed yourself.

Dean stood, inhaling deeply, “That was scary! Phew! Alright, Y/n… you win! You can stop now.”

“Damn straight. Now, no more scary movies, deal?”

“Deal, sweetheart. This ghost doesn’t seem to be here. Let’s head back.”

Sam sniffled, still giggling. “Yeah, that sounds like a good idea. Lets go get some dinner.”

“Sounds good.” Dean nodded. “Wow, my heart’s racing. I might be crawling in bed with you tonight, Y/n.”

You smirked, put a hand on your hip, dawned your best seductive glare, and looked him dean in the eye, “I though you were trying to get me to stop, Winchester?”

A/n: My first drabble requests are coming out today :) I hope you all enjoy them! they’ll all be tagged under “spn drabble requests”

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You know how everyone thinks James was as oblivious as Harry to everything? I’m so into this I love oblivious James that stumbles on wolfstar and is amazed and when did this happen???

But you know what? somewhere in the books i believe it’s said that Harry is a lot like Lily, personality wise. So can you imagine oblivious Lily?

She only notices James is mad about her when at the end of sixth year he shouts he loves her in a rage. 6 years of annoying the fuck out of her and her friends and she just thought he was an idiot but he was actually trying to get her attention (in the wrong way) so for the whole summer she thinks about it and decides to give him a chance and James’ like “Really, Lily you didn’t get the picture when I WROTE YOU BAD SONNETS?!” — “I thought you were trying to annoy me! or embarrass me!”

Doesn’t understand wolfstar is a thing (and tries to set them both up with some friends) until they have a row and Sirius is staying on their couch for the night and Lily’s like “What are they arguing about now?” and James just answers without thinking “Sirius thinks Remus’s sleeping with someone” and she’s “why would Sirius care about who Remus’s sleeping with” and James looks at Lily like he can’t believe she’s so oblivious and to the most obnoxious queer couple of London too. “They’ve been married for years!” he shouts and she would still be like “but why is HE on our couch if he owns the flat?”

Lily not realizing she’s pregnant until she’s like 4 months in because her period’s always been all over the place and she thinks the morning sickness is because she’s not a good cook and James is even worse and then she thinks it’s the flu and then the Potters die and she faints at the funeral because those two were the best in-laws ever and she loved them so much and she hasn’t eaten for the whole day and then she wakes up in Mungo’s with a very angry healer and 3 shell-shocked boys about to become father, godfather and weird uncle.

I love oblivious Lily so much omg


In my head, you are not welcome.

theitalianscribe said: Hank, “no”

You were smart. You were prepared. You thought six steps ahead. You had to be all that, if you were trying to sell coke and fairy dust in Portland.

(The street name for the combination was jank but that was just so… inelegant.)

But you were smart, you knew all the right ears to whisper into, all the right pockets to stuff, the best demons to summon for the really dirty work. Who to shmooze with, who to ignore, and who to bury.

And for the last ten years it had worked. You had worked, you had risen to the top, because you were smart, you were better than others in your business. You played it cool, you didn’t blow all your money on blow and cars.

You had a plan after this, one that involved leaving the rain and grey and setting up on a beach for the rest of your life.

But now? Now it felt like the city itself was after you.

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“I can’t believe you’re actually doing homework,” Hide sighed and stretched out on Kaneki’s bed, dropping his PSP somewhere on the mattress. He had been at his apartment for almost three hours now. It was dark outside and he should technically be heading home soon.

Kaneki didn’t look up from where he was hunched over the desk. “I told you I had a paper to write. What were you expecting?”

“I thought you were just trying to avoid me.” The words were out of his mouth before he could stop them. There was a moment of silence and then Kaneki’s heavy sigh.

“I’m not. I’m just… busy.”

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A Trip to the Library

A scenario where college JackBam go to the library

Jackson: So are you gonna help me find a book?

Bambam: You’re here to get a book? I thought you were going to try to pick up some girls.  

Jackson: Why would I do that a library?

Bambam: I don’t know, maybe you feel like dating a nerdy girl or something.

Jackson: *rolls eyes* I don’t need to go to the library to get nerdy girls, they’re all begging to talk to me. *smirks*

Bambam: Oh yeah? Why don’t you pick one up right now?

Jackson: Fine. *sees girl reading a book, walks up and sits next to her* Watcha reading there?

Girl: I feel like someone should shush you so that the girls you try to talk to don’t hear your plan.  

Jackson: *laughs nervously* you heard that? I thought I was better than that…
Girl: You don’t go the library often do you?

Jackson: What, no I- I go all of the time!

Girl: Sure, well to refresh your memory, this isn’t the place to pick up girls, you aren’t smooth, and finally you should try to be quiet. *motions to Jackson to leave*

*Bambam tries to quiet his laughter as Jackson walks back to him*

Jackson: *now whispering* Shut up and help me find a book. 

Bambam: What class is this for again?

Jackson: Psychology. I don’t really know what I need but I need something psychology-ish.

Bambam: Isn’t this pointless if you don’t know what you need?

Jackson: Shhhhh… just help me get something.

Bambam: *squints* something’s up with you… *starts walking through the isles* Where’s the psychology stuff anyways?

Jackson: *shrugs* I don’t know man I don’t go to libraries!

Bambam: *rolls his eyes*

Jackson: *hits him* There’s no time to waste being mad! Just get the book and we can go.

Bambam: Fine

Jackson: *muttering* Fiction, fiction, fiction, why is this all fiction?!

Bambam: Maybe because you’re in the fiction section?

Jackson: *looks up* oh. *walks to the next isle*

Bambam: *walks off*

Jackson: Biographies? No, I don’t need those… jeez why is this place so big? Bambam did you find anything- Ugh where did you go? *runs to find Bambam*

Bambam: “Tips for men’s fashion” hmmm sounds interesting… *starts flipping through pages*

Jackson: Bambam!

*Bambam shuts book and shoves it back on shelf*

Bambam: *frantic* huh! What?!

Jackson: What were you reading? *runs finger across the books in the area Bambam placed the book*

Jackson: Was it “The Evolution of Women’s Undergarments”? *raises eyebrow suggestively*

Bambam: Yeah, gotta be prepared to know what kind of bra I’ll be taking off of the girl you’re trying to impress.

Jackson: W-what?

Bambam: Don’t lie to me Jackson. You don’t study. Do you even take psychology?

Jackson: I… uh…. so what if I’m trying to impress a girl?

Bambam: Faking to be a genius isn’t going to get you anywhere, idiot.

Jackson: *sighs* I know but I really want to get to know her and I don’t know how else to talk to her.

Bambam: Just say “hey”, it’s not that hard.

Jackson: *shakes hands frantically* it’s not that easyyyyy.


*multiple shushes from people*

Bambam: *yells* Sorry! Oh whoops *whispers again* sorry! Man, I need to text Yugyeom about what just happened, he’s gonna die of laughter.

Jackson: *facepalms* So we must be near the psychology stuff if this is nonfiction. Bambam do you see it? *turns, Bambam is nowhere to be seen*

Jackson: Are you serious?! *looks for Bambam, finds him talking to a girl*

Bambam: Yeah, as you can tell I’m not one to go to libraries often…but it’s actually pretty cool.

Girl: Yeah, you don’t really keep your voice down, but if you enjoy it it’s pretty alright.

Bambam: Oh trust me I am. I saw this book on fashion that I might check out later… not now though, my friend would laugh at me.

*Jackson grabs Bambam’s shoulder*

Jackson: Bambam we have to-

Girl: Jackson?!

Jackson: *eyes widen* A-Amber?!

Bambam: *looks at Jackson with a look of “is this the girl?”*

Jackson: *slightly nods his head*

Amber: What are you doing here?

Jackson: I was looking for a psychology book of some sort..

Bambam: Yeah I was gonna ask you if you knew where they were but I got lost in conversation. *laughs* 

Amber: Oh! I know where those are. Any specific one? *she gets up and starts walking towards the nonfiction section*

Jackson: *Nervously* No, not really. Is there one you recommend?

Amber: Well I don’t read books on psychology for fun, but from all of the ones I had to read for class *grabs a book and hands it to Jackson* I’d say this was the most entertaining.

Jackson: Thank you so much, we’ve been here for ages looking. *laughs nervously*

Amber: Yeah, I’ve been hearing a familiar voice for forty five minutes or so, just couldn’t pinpoint who. Makes sense now, though.

Jackson: *getting even more nervous* Oh, really? *nervously laughs*

Bambam: *nudges Jackson*

Jackson: ow!

Amber: *laughs* Are you alright?

Jackson: *rubs his side* Yep I’m going doing great, um thanks, see you sometime! *starts walking off*

Amber: Um bye? *waves awkwardly*

Bambam: *facepalms* I apologize for him… *whispers even quieter* it’s just that he really likes you.

Amber: I can tell. *smiles*

Bambam: Yeah, well I better get going then. He might run off without me.

Amber: *laughs again* You better go catch him!

Bambam: I’ll try *runs off to find Jackson*

Jackson: You didn’t say anything to her did you?

Bambam: No no calm down.

Jackson: Okay good, I don’t need to be embarrassed even more than I already was.

Bambam: Yeah whatever. So can we go already?

Jackson: Yes please I need to go somewhere where I can scream.

*they both walk out*

Amber: Wait!

*Jackson turns around, eyes widen*

Jackson: um… yes?

Amber: When you finish that book how about we talk about it?

Jackson: *starts smiling* Really?

Amber: Only if you want to, of course.

Jackson: I, I-

Bambam: HE WILL!

Amber: *laughs* See you then!

*Jackson is frozen*

Bambam: He will, don’t worry!

*Amber waves and walks back into the library*

Bambam: *hits Jackson* You’re a mess.

Jackson: *Unfreezes* I’d love to!

Bambam: *shakes his head* Let’s go to a party or something, the quiet did something to your head.

Jackson: *nods* I could party.

*they walk off*

a/n: this was really fun to write! I got the idea after thinking ‘Hmm what if the two loudest members of got7 went to the library?’ and it turned into this lol. Thanks for reading! If you have a good idea for this type of formatted scenario, feel free to send it to me (got7 and bts only)!!! ok I’ll go now byeeeeeeee. -Sofia

Funny things people say when you are pregnant.

“Any day now, eh?”
“Were you trying?”
“I thought your boobs would be bigger.”
“It’s just your hormones.”
“You don’t even look old enough to be pregnant.”
“What if your baby is gay?”
“Are you sure you want to wear that?”
“Your baby is going to be like three pounds.”
“You should be doing _______.”
“You shouldn’t be doing _______.”
“You must be having a girl.”
“Was everything there?”
“How are you going to handle two?”
“You’re huge!”
“You look tired.”
“How do you even have the energy to ________?”
“Rest up, you won’t get any sleep for years after the baby arrives!”
“Your life will never be the same!”
“I admire you.”
“Can I deliver your baby?”
“If you’re nauseated and throwing up you should eat crackers and ginger.”
“You don’t look pregnant from behind.”
“I just love to touch big ol’ pregnant bellies!”
“Do you know what you’re having?”
“You’re planning to have a c-section/vaginal/unmedicated birth? Oh that’s crazy and here’s why you’ll change your mind on that.”
“Oh you plan to breastfeed? Most women can’t keep up with what their baby needs, it will completely drain you so be sure to get some formula and bottles.”
“Are you allowed to eat that? You should eat/shouldn’t eat ________.”
“You can’t be seven months pregnant, your belly is too small!”
“It’s amazing only your butt has gotten bigger.”
“You’ve got that pregnant woman glow!”

Nikita {Sentence Starters}

  • “I made the same mistake you did. The best mistake of my life.”
  • “I want you to know I can get to you, and hit you where it hurts the most.”
  • “You need to stick with what you can prove.”
  • “I can’t believe I ever thought you were cute.”
  • “Look. The more you try to do this, the more you hurt yourself.”
  • “The truth is what we choose to believe.”
  • “I told myself if I could just find you and see if you were OK, that I would’ve done one good thing in my life.”
  • “I’m not gonna let anything happen to you. I’m not gonna lose you, too!”
  • “You said you didn’t want forgiveness, but you deserve it.”
  • “I know you’re in this for revenge.”
  • “Your life is over. I’m here to offer you a new one.”
  • “I warned you not to get emotionally attached.”
  • “What do you think I’m doing? I’m kicking your ass!”
  • “You have no idea how much pain I can take.”
  • “Sometimes vulnerability can be our greatest weapon.”
  • “You couldn’t handle me. Not then, not now.”
  • “I can only promise you one thing. It’s going to get worse before it gets better.”
  • “Making friends isn’t hard. Losing them will be. Trust me.”
  • “The last word they breathe before the end, will be my name.”
  • “Do you think we can ever erase who we were? Come back from it?”
  • “You make it sound like you’re my guardian angel.”
  • “I don’t laugh at your jokes, because I have a sense of humor.”
  • “You had gotten out, you were gone. What the hell are you doing back here?”
  • “Live the lie until the lie becomes your life.”
  • “I was the first recruit to get out, and I’m going to make certain I’m not the last.”
  • “In our world, friends are not assets, they’re liabilities.”
  • “You’re going to make me regret rescuing you.”
  • “Everyone thinks of changing the world, but no one thinks of changing himself.”