#World Trip in 66 days

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A Volta ao Mundo em 66 Dias - Parte 3/Einmal um die Welt in 66 Tagen – Teil 3/Around the World in 66 Days - Part 3

Desde criança, meu sonho era viajar pelo mundo. Aqui está a parte 3 da nossa aventura única de 66 dias. No final desse texto apresentamos, através de um filme de fotos algumas impressões das nossas estações em Londres (Inglaterra), Irlanda e Portugal. Depois de um voo de 8 horas partindo de Dubai, chegamos a Londres, o ponto original oficial de início e fim de nossa circunavegação do mundo, agora…

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#Azenhas do Mar #Cascais #Cliffs of Mother #Dubai #Dublin #Irlanda #Lisboa #Lissabon #London #Londres #Viagem de Volta ao Mundo #World Trip in 66 days

[memphisflash]

𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐍𝐨𝐰

⊱ word count: 3,9K

⊱ warnings: dead dove do not eat!, stepbrother!elvis, stepsister!reader, reader hates elvis but honestly... not really, reader is a virgin but not completely clueless, ages are not mentioned but i figured reader is somewhere around 17/18 and elvis 21/22ish, very dom!elvis, non-con/dubious consent, strong language, pwp, smut; semi-public, unprotected sex, fingering, oral (m. receiving), forced deep throating, first time penetration, reader bleeding on elvis as he breaks her hymen, he pretty much splits her open OKAY, creampie, crying during sex. MDNI!!!

⊱ authors note: it's kinda short bc i wrote it in like an hour- i was too excited, lol. proof read it once bc the more i read it, the more i hate it, ANYWAYSSS. i probably missed a few triggers here or there, so if i did, let me know! my first darker fic, but knowing how much y'all love the feral stuff, i'm sure it's considered tame to some. ha! anyways hope y'all like, and don't forget to interact- i love reading what you guys think!! <333

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If there was one person you hated the most in the world, it had to be Elvis Presley.

You didn’t even have a good reason for it, you just did. Couldn’t stand the sight of him – that stupid crooked grin that tugged at his lips, which looked way too soft by the way, and had all your girlfriends swooning over. Those eyes that were oh so blue and able to turn a shade darker whenever he was moody. The way he knew how to push your buttons.

Every single time.

He was capable of making your blood crawl, getting you so annoyed and angry at some points where all you wanted to do was cry. You never did, though. Couldn’t let him catch you spilling tears over him because he’d never let you live it down.

Long story short: you cursed the day your mother married his father.

Vernon was a nice man and your mother genuinely seemed happy with Mr. Presley, which is what you still called him despite his protests. And you were a good girl, the perfect daughter – you weren’t going to get in between your mother and Elvis’ father just because you despised the Presley boy.

You were just going to bite your tongue and suck it up… even on this damn road trip that your mother and stepfather deemed the perfect opportunity for the family to bond.

You hated Route 66 for existing. Crossing eight states and three time zones on the backseat with Elvis? Your own personal hell.

“Stop hoggin’ the damn blanket.” Elvis hissed at you as he tugs on the fleece blanket you had draped over your body, while flipping through one of the dozen magazines you either brought from home or bought at the last gas station.

The sun had set a little while ago and you lost interest in the barely able to see view. The only thing you knew was that you were in Missouri, the second state. Six more to go.

“It’s my blanket. I told you to get yours out of the trunk.” You snap back at him, though keeping your voice low as you’d noticed your mother drifting off to sleep in the passenger seat in front of you.

Elvis rolls his eyes and tugs on the blanket a little harder, succeeding in stealing most of it and exposing your bare legs. Before you had the chance to protest, he was scooting a little closer and draping the fluffy blanket over the both of you.

“Where’s the fun in usin’ my own?” He smirks as he pulls it up so it was covering the both of you up until your shoulders, causing your magazine to crumble under the fabric. You scoffed in annoyance and glared at him, blue eyes holding a mischievous gleam in them as they looked up at you, your stepbrother having put his chin on your shoulder.

“Ugh, get off of me, Elvis.” You groaned softly, lifting your shoulder which forces him to pull back a little. You wanted to scoot away from, because why does his cologne smell so good?!, but you couldn’t. Trapped between the car door and his larger frame, you had absolutely nowhere to go.

And Elvis only intensified the sense of being trapped by sliding his arm around your waist under the blanket, pulling you in his side. Grin plastered on his face, he didn’t break eye contact once.

“I’m bored, sis.”

“I’m not your sister.”

“Yes, you are,” He whispers lowly as he grips onto your hip, squeezing it firmly as he leans in a little closer. “Our parents are married, remember? That makes me your brother. Older brother, in case ya forget.”

Your heart skipped a beat, breath hitching in your throat. You hated him, you hated him, you hated him… but then why did it feel so good to have him this close to you?

And oh so dangerous. So damn dangerous.

“Your father is r-right there, Elvis,” you whisper as your eyes shift to Vernon, who had his eyes on the dark road ahead, fingertips softly tapping on the steering wheel to the beat of the song that was softly playing on the radio.

Elvis chuckled softly, as if to say he didn’t care. And he didn’t. The blanket was covering the both of you completely and it was too dark inside the car to see what was going on. He knew for sure his father wouldn’t take his eyes off of the road.

“All the more reason to keep quiet.” He simply says and you didn’t expect his next move as he slips his hand in the pyjama shorts you’d put on in the toilet of the last gas stop. He didn’t waste any time, obviously eager to get his hands on you, as his hand had slipped right in your panties at the same time.

Maybe it was intentional, maybe it wasn’t. But it had you gasping softly, the magazine which had been clenching in your hands dropping to the floor.

“Elvis, n-no,” You grab his wrist when you feel his fingertips sliding down your slit, parting your lips for him so he could feel if you were wet or not.

You were, but definitely not enough to get fingered on the backseat of your parents’ car.

He pulls his hand out of your shorts and out from underneath the blanket, holding his fingers in front of your mouth. “Make ‘em wet.”

You look at him, eyes widening as your cheeks flush. Your eyes shift over to Vernon again, who wasn’t suspecting a thing, but your paranoia was growing. Shaking your head at the older male next to you, you keep your lips firmly shut.

“Lick my fingers or I’ll move this blanket away. Now, Y/N.”

It wasn’t a question, nor a suggestion. It sounded a god awful lot like an order.

Scared that he would actually follow up on his threat, you slowly part your lips as you look at him, a warmth spreading throughout your belly as you wrapped your lips around his digits and suck on them. He grins as he presses them against your tongue a little, before the wet muscle swirls around his fingers for a few seconds.

He’s quick to restract his fingers out of your mouth and move his hand under the blanket again, slipping into your shorts and panties once more. He raises an eyebrow as he glides his fingers down your slit, opening you up again and feeling you’d grown a little more wet.

The way his fingers were exploring you so shamelessly yet so sneakily in the enclosed space of the family car had your heart thumping wildly in your chest. Yet, you couldn’t stop yourself from growing wetter and wetter.

You were aware of how wrong this was, yet you did absolutely nothing to stop it. And neither did Elvis – if anything, he seems to be enjoying himself thoroughly.

“You like this?” He whispers as he looks at you, grinning smugly at the way you’re trying to keep your face neutral, lips pressed firmly into a thin line, brows slightly frowned. “Havin’ your brother feel you up in the backseat?”

You huff out a little sigh of air, trying to clamp your thighs together but every time he feels you’re doing it, he pinches your thigh until his other hand finds home on your left thigh, keeping your legs spread enough for his liking. “You’re n-not.. my.. b-brother..”

He laughs softly, making sure his father doesn’t hear it and tilts his head a little as he looks at you. Without warning, he slips his middle finger inside of your cunt, making you let out a quiet gasp. You clench around him instantly, and he smirks. “I think I am. Nah, I know I am and so do you, honey.”

Your eyes nearly roll back at the pet name and you truly hate yourself for being this weak. For liking this, having his finger push into you knuckle deep.

You couldn’t answer him as he started pumping his digit into you, movements still somewhat restricted because of your shorts. But that didn’t bother nor stop him for a second.

As if your body had a mind on its own, you were pulling your legs up a little, feet pressed against the edge of the seat. Clawing at his arm, not knowing if it was to get him to stop or to just have something to hold onto it. You didn’t know, didn’t know anything anymore as your brain was growing fuzzy.

You weren’t all that experienced when it came to sex – only ever having been felt up by a boy you liked during summer vacation last year and he didn’t exactly put it inside you.

Neither his finger, or his cock.

The only thing that’s ever been inside of you had been your own finger and even your own slender digit had been a stretch, not able to fit fully. You were a virgin and here you were, getting fingered by your brother. Stepbrother, you forcefully reminded yourself.

Your virginity was not something you were planning to tell Elvis about – he’d tease the hell out of you for it. At least, that’s what you thought he would do. Either way, you weren’t going to say anything.

His finger stretching you open wider than you’d experienced before was just something you were going to soldier yourself through.

“So goddamn tight,” Elvis grunted lowly next to you, allowing you to hide your face in his chest a little, making it seem as if you were catching up on some sleep. “Think ya can take ‘nother finger?”

No. Definitely not.

“Y-Yes..” You muffle in his chest, biting down on the fabric of his shirt as he shoves his ring finger inside of you as well, making your eyes roll back.

God, you couldn’t believe you were doing this. Allowing this to happen. If Vernon decided to look through the rearview mirror or your mother woke up, the both of you would be disowned.

Surely.

You didn’t have much time to worry about it though, because the slight sting of Elvis’ fingers stretching you out has you softly panting in his chest. You were clenching around him visciously so and it has him cursing under his breath.

Neither of you were paying attention to anything else, but as the car pulled up into a parking lot just as the sting was disappearing and you were relaxing a little more around Elvis’ fingers, the two of you were rudely interrupted by a neon light shining into the car as Vernon parked under it.

Elvis moves quick – pulling his fingers out of you and out of your clothing, he creates more space between the two of you and gives you most of the blanket to cover yourself with. He looks at you as he smirks, bringing his fingers to his mouth to suck your slick off of the digits, shooting you a wink as Vernon announces this is the motel they’d be staying at for the night.

If your cheeks weren’t flushed already, they deepened in shade even further and the image of him licking his fingers clean stayed imprinted on your brain as you got out of the car and your parents booked the rooms.

As if God was playing an awful joke on you, Vernon and your mother decided you and Elvis could share a hotel room together.

“To bond. I’m sick of you two fighting.”

Those had been your mother’s exact words – if only she knew what had happened between the two of you when she was sleeping in the passenger seat.

You should’ve known that being alone in a motel room with your stepbrother wasn’t going grant you the privilege of sleep.

Having never seen a cock in your life, other than from seeing it in pictures and getting a general description of it from your girlfriends, you had nothing to compare it to.

But the one that belonged to Elvis was pretty.

Big too, which scared the hell out of you, but you figured as long as you’d keep playing with it with your hands and mouth, he wouldn’t be in a rush to take things a step further.

Laying completely naked on your stomach in between Elvis’ legs, because he’d pretty much tore your clothes off of you as soon as the door closed behind you, your little jerk off session was interrupted by his own hand wrapping around his girth. He looks down at you with a little smirk on his face, guiding his tip across your lips.

You were nervous and turned on at the same time. Nervous because you were afraid you weren’t going to be good at this, but your lips parted nonetheless. Looking up at him, you liked seeing his reaction when your tongue hesitantly licked at the soft skin of his tip when he pulled his foreskin down – gasping softly, his eyes fluttering shut.

He keeps his hand wrapped around himself until you wrap your lips around his tip, frowning a little at the foreign taste of his precum on your tongue but you forced yourself to continue. You squeezed your eyes shut as you concetrated on the task of taking him in deeper, immediately gagging as he took his hand away and you felt his tip caressing the back of your throat.

As soon as you went to pull back, he placed a hand on the back of your head and looks down at you with a teasing, nearly mean, chuckle when he saw your eyes shooting open and widening. “Keep goin’, sis.”

You whine around his cock as his fingers tangle in your hair, keeping you right where you were, and your throat spasms frantically as he keeps you pushed down, not allowing you to move. Tears blurred your vision as they formed on your lash line, unable to stop yourself from gagging.

You couldn’t breathe.

He was choking you with his cock.

Panic settles in your chest and you place your hands on his thighs, trying to push yourself off and create distance, but his grip was stronger. And he wasn’t letting up.

“Breathe,” he cooes, his voice sounding sickeningly sweet but you didn’t miss the taunting tone in it. “Through y’er little nose. Breathe.”

You try to do as he says and he watches you struggle for a little while, the sight of tears rolling down your cheeks and your flushed cheeks making his cock twitch on your tongue. But he decides to go at least a little easy on you and tugs on your hair, pulling you off of his cock.

You immediately gasp desperately for air, a string of saliva connected from your tongue to his cock. You looked at him through the tears, your head tilted back because he was still tugging on your hair.

“Look at that, droolin’ all over my cock.” He smirks as he watches you lick your glistening, swollen lips.

You were even more wet than you were in the car. So damn wet. Rubbing your thighs together to create some kind of friction, you barely recognized yourself as you realised you were actually liking this.

“A-Again..”

“Again?” Elvis raises an eyebrow, letting out a laugh. You nodded, not caring about how eager you seemed.

He slowly lets go of your hair and with a shit eating grin on his face, he puts his arms under his head and gets comfortable against the pillows. “Be my guest.”

It was truly pathetic how fast you’d taken his cock back in your mouth, slobbering all over it like a bitch in heat. But you were so horny that you couldn’t get yourself to stop, even if you wanted to.

This time, you were deepthroating him on your own. Taking him in so deep that your nose was pressed into his pubes, cockhead assaulting the back of your throat. The whole time you practiced breathing through your nose but you failed at times because the way Elvis was grunting and groaning had you moaning around him, which forced you to have to pull up again to get in a breath of air.

Elvis wasn’t complaining. Far from it.

He had you right where he wanted to have you for the longest time now. The whole annoying brother act was just because he’d wanted to fuck the hell out of you from the second he laid eyes on you. The fact that you were his family now sure as hell wasn’t going to stop him.

Even though you were surprisingly enjoying yourself sucking him off, practicing your skills, Elvis had you pinned down on the bed before he’d cum down your throat. Something he did not want, because he was planning on filling you up in other ways.

Him sliding his cock through your folds, spreading your slick around and rubbing his tip against your clit had you moaning and whimpering – but as soon as you felt him lingering at your entrance, the nerves were flooding back.

Placing a hand on his chest, you tried to close your legs but it was impossible because he was right there in between them, preventing you from doing so. You widened your eyes as you shook your head, writhing underneath him a little, your untouched hole clenching nearly shut as he tries to push himself in.

“N-No, no, Elvis. ’S Not gonna fit..”

“It will.”

“It’s t-too b-big..”

“Jesus,” he huffs out, grabbing your wrist and peeling your hand off of his chest. He put both your hands above your head and trapped your wrists together with his hand, his other hand moving in between your bodies to guide himself back to your entrance. “I will make it fit. Now shut the fuck up and let me in.”

You try to free your hands out of his grip, but it’s useless. He’s too strong.

Tears form in your eyes all over again as you whimper, breathing erratically as he pushes the tip inside of you. Even that was already stretching you further open, and you're clenching so hard that you were pushing him out again.

Elvis groaned in annoyance, moody eyes shooting you a a warning glare. “Goddamnit, Y/N. Relax.”

“I can’t! I c-can’t!”

“Fine,” he growls as he places his hand on your hip, forcing you to keep still as he roughly pushes fully into you. “Then don’t.”

A sharp pain shot through your body, making you cry out in panic. Despite the fact that you were absolutely soaking, the stretch was unbearable.

“I’ve never.. I’m not.. Never have-“

“Never been fucked before? I know.” He growls deeply as he bottoms out, holding still. At least he was granting you that. “But you’ll like it, baby, believe me.”

You were naive. Stupid, even. Because even though you felt like he was painfully splitting you open right now, you truly did believe him.

It was going to feel better. It had to.

Still holding onto your hands because he didn’t quite trust you enough to know you wouldn’t push him off, he pulled back a little only to slam into you again. He growls a little louder as he feels more wetness engulfing him, slipping out of you and onto him.

As he looks down, he notices a little bit of blood on his cock when he pulls back again. He smirks as he sees you looking down too, his eyes meeting yours. “I popped y’er little cherry,” he hums as he leans his face closer to yours, lips ghosting along yours. “You know what that means, sis?”

Cheeks flushed in embarrassement for bleeding on him, you whimper softly as you stare into his eyes with your own teary ones, finding yourself chasing his lips, wanting to kiss him but he wasn’t giving it to you yet.

“You’re mine now.”

The way he whispers those words against your lips has you letting out a soft sob, crying as he kisses you feverishly.

He starts thrusting into you, hard enough for his balls to slap against your skin every time his hips snap forward, but not hard enough for him to cum yet. Because you were tight, so incredibly snug, he had to force himself to not fill you up prematurely.

He wanted to enjoy it for a little longer.

Letting go of your wrists and hip, he places his hand flat on either side of your head and breaks the kiss, looking down at you as he rams you into the mattress. The headboard was slamming against the wall, probably alerting your parents in the next room to what was happening but he was too far gone.

And so were you.

All you could think about was Elvis and how he was railing you into tomorrow, drunk on his cock.

The sting was still there, but the intensity was wearing off, making way for pleasure.

Pure, raw pleasure.

Heat overwhelmed you, an unfamiliar feeling coiling in the pit of your tummy and you knew enough of your friends’ stories that your orgasm was nearing.

“Elvis!” You moaned out loudly, your nails running down his back, clinging onto him. “I’m g-gonna cum!”

It felt strange saying those words, but your brain was too cloudy to think or worry about it.

“Fuck. Me too, baby,” he growls as he presses his forehead against yours, staring into your eyes. “Gonna fuckin’ fill you up until you feel it all the way in your tummy.”

You had no idea if that was even possible, but it sounded hot.

You wanted it.

Wanted all of him.

With your spread legs in the air, your toes curl as your nails dig into his shoulder blades. Your back arched and Elvis’ hips stuttered, both of you exploding at the same time.

You milked him for all he’s worth and he paints your insides white, thick strings of warm cum filling you up to the brim. A weird sensation spread throughout your stomach and you wondered if it was because of what he said.

He collapses on top of you with his face hiding in your neck, panting heavily against your skin. You could feel his cum spilling out of you as he pulls his softening cock out and you whimper, shivering underneath him because of your first orgasm you’ve just experienced.

“N-Need to p-pee.” You whisper in a shaky voice, trying to get your breathing back to normal.

He rolls off of you but instead of letting you get up, he wraps his arm around your waist and spoons you. His hand moves in between your legs, cupping your sensitive pussy. “No,” he simply tells you, grinning as he softly bites your shoulder, moving his other arm underneath your head and wrapping it around your throat without too much pressure, pressing your back against his chest firmly. “Keep it inside ‘f ya for a little longer. Don’t be ungrateful, baby.”

You squirm against him a little and gasp as he shoves two fingers inside of your cunt, pushing his cum deeper inside of you and keeping it there.

He was right. Spilling the load he’d worked so hard to release right away would be ungrateful… and that’s something that you weren’t.

You were a good girl, a good daughter.

And a perfect sister to fuck.

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[twice-inamillion]

MasterList

Twice Interactive Story

Character List Babies character list

Parts 1-76. Part 77-147

Part 1-16: The Beginning

Part 17-20: Sharon’s First Attack

Part 21-46: Mina’s (Sharon’s) Consequences

Part 47-53: Dahyun Sexually Interested

Part 53-58:Jihyo’s Baby

Part 59-61: Dahyun’s Mistake

Part 62-65: Jihyo’s Reaction

Part 66-68: Mina’s Pregnancy

Part 68.5-70: Confirming Your Love

Part 71-72: Morning Sickness

Part 73-74: The Blues

Part 77: Sneaking In For A Good Time

Part 78-79: Time With Family

Part 80-83: Making Up

Part 84-89: A Moment With Family

Part 88.5 Side Story :(Midnight Snack)

Part 90: Time Abroad

Part 91-94: Coming Back To Mina

Part 95-95: Dahyun’s Secret

Part 99-100 Side Story: Questioning

Part 99.5-103: Mina’s Babies Coming Home

Part 104-108: In Trouble Again

Part 109-112: Dahyun’s Secret/Time with the kids

Part 113: Mina A Good Girl?

Part 114: Mystery Woman

Part 115-118: Member’s Sharing Experience

Part 119-121: Threesome with Michaeng

Part 122-124: Chaeyoung’s Aftercare

Part 125-127: Mina’s Breakdown

Part 128-129: Dahyun’s Move

Part 130: Dahyun’s first lactating experience

Part 131: The Mina Blues

Part 132: Family Date

Part 133: OC’s late night drink

Part 134: Morning Breakfast

Part 135: Family Date with Dahyun

Part 135.1 Side Story: Disappearing Act

Part 135.2 Side Story: Lessons Learned

Part 135.3 Side Story: Baby Talk

Part 135.4 Side Story: Day Trip

Part 136: Time Skip

Part 137: Strawberry Princess nude apron

Part 138: Recollection and Future

Part 139: Breakfast with Dahyun

Part 140: Potential Baby Names

Part 141: An upset Dahyun

Part 142: Plan to rescue Mina

Part 143: Attacked by Mystery woman

Part 144: Morning after the attack

Part 145: Arriving to Japan

Part 146: Busy day with Sana

Part 147: Is that Mina?

Part 147.5 Side Story: Confession

Part 148: Heartbreak

Part 149: Late Night Desire

Part 150: Confronting Mina

Part 151: Mina’s Breakfast

Part 152: Sana’s Bathroom Surprise

Part 153: Sana’s Last Try

Part 154: Coming Home

Part 155: Christmas Tree Decoration

Part 155.5 Side Story: Heart Felt

Part 156: Jihyo’s Date

Part 156.5 Side Story: Missing You

Part 157: Dahyun’s Date

Part 157.5 Side Story: Bathhouse

Part 158: Reeducating Chaeyoung

Part 159: Christmas Together

Part 159.5 Side Story: Reunion

Part 160: Jisoo’s 1st Birthday

Part 161: Sana’s Birthday Wish Part 1

Part 162: Sana’s Birthday Wish Part 2

Part 162.5 Side Story: Birthday Gift

Part 163: New Years Eve/New Years Day

Part 164: Time Skip 2019

Part 164.1 Side Story: Further Learning

Part 164.2 Side Story: Tell All

Part 165: Jihyo’s 22nd Birthday

Part 166: Dahyun’s Last Pregnancy Sex

Part 166.5 Side Story: Aftermath

Part 167: Welcome to the family little tofu

Part 167.5 Side Story: Coming Home

Part 168: Momo’s First Time

Part 168.5 Side Story: Getting Handsy

Part 169: Ari and Hina’s First Birthday

Part 169.5 Side Story: Peeping

Part 170: Twice X Pocari Sweat

Part 171: Chaeyoung’s BestFriend

Part 172: Jihyo’s Special Vacation

Part 172.5 Side Story: Surprise Visitor

Chapter 173: Coming Home To A Surprise

Chapter 173.5 Side Story: Early Gift

Master List 2

Twice Dome Arc

Chapters 174-180

Fancy Arc

Chapter 181- 197

Twicelights World Tour Arc

Chapter 198-

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[rookie-lou]

Imagine if Lightning never ended up in Radiator Springs. (Humanized)

He would have won the tie-breaker race but his attitude would have gotten worse and worse. At some point, he was so conceited and arrogant that even the good-natured Mack had enough. On the way from one race to the next Mack finally had enough when Lightning once again proves that fame is more important to him than anything else.

Mack turns off the highway and leaves Lightning in the middle of nowhere, on a forest path. He drives out of sight of Lightning, even though he never really lets him out of his sight. Lightning is angry and desperate and throws a tantrum. There he has no cell service and when he notices that Mack is not coming back he starts walking because he doesn't want to spend the night in the forest.

On the way a car stops - Smokey, who has just returned from a customer visit where he repaired their car. He feels sorry for Lightning even though the kid doesn't make any effort to be nice. Smokey takes Lightning to Thomasville and an hour later they arrive. (Mack follows at a distance)

Smokey takes Lightning to the nearest hotel and without hesitation or thanks, he sleeps there overnight.

He never found out that Mack showed up a short time later and spoke to Smokey to make sure that Lightning was in good hands. Mack has a good understanding of human nature and notices that Smokey is a good guy. Mack then drives to the next town to go on vacation but at the same time not to be too far away.

The next morning Lightning gets into trouble when he can't pay because he has no money with him. The explanation that he is famous doesn't bother the hotel manager in the slightest. The manager calls Smokey because he has brought the brat here. Smokey comes and pays with the deal that Lightning helps him in his workshop until it is paid off. Since Lightning was threatened by the manager with the police, he reluctantly accepts the offer.

Smokey no longer has any pity and makes Lightning work hard. (Sorting screws, chopping wood for him, repainting walls...) Lightning quickly realizes that Smokey doesn't care that Lightning is famous and slowly he starts to be less arrogant.

Lightning reminds Smokey of Doc and the kid grows on him somehow, just like Hud did back then. It's not mentioned how long Lightning has to work but after two days he starts to like it. Smokey shows him an old race car that he still has from back then and he teaches him to drift at Thomasville Speedway - just like he taught Doc. Lightning sees all the signs at the Speedway with Doc’s face and the topic comes up.

After he freaks out that Smokey was the crew chief of the Fabulous Hudson Hornet, they start to talk more about it. Smokey misses him and Lightning would like to meet him.

Later he meets the racing legends of Thomasville.

The last thing Smokey knows is that Doc has studied medicine, so they start looking for Doctor Hudson's. Which of course doesn't get them much further because there are too many.

Mack picks him up after a week and in that short time, Lightning has changed. Smokey has improved his attitude through hard work, strictness, guidance, and care - things Lightning hasn't had for a long time.

Lightning lives in Los Angeles. He and Smokey stay in touch. Months later, Lightning goes on a road trip with Mack in his Corvette along the famous Route 66. Lightning becomes seriously ill with a high fever. A hospital is an hour away when it gets too bad. The nearest doctor is ten minutes away. However, when Mack searches on the Internet, he also mentions a doctor Hudson, but he is half an hour away. Lightning insists on driving the long way anyway because the name reminds him of Smokey and care. From then on, Lightning doesn't notice much. He wakes up in a clinic room and of all the Hudsons in the world, the Fabulous Hudson Hornet is standing in front of him. Lightning recognizes him immediately and is excited. Weak - but excited. Doc pretends he is someone else and Lightning gives up for now, but contacts Smokey, who immediately takes the next flight.

Lightning recovers from his illness in the town and everyone else loves him, not knowing that he is famous. Everything is easier because Lightning is nice and humble.

Since he is not arrogant, it is love at first sight for both - Lightning and Sally.

Lightning discovers the dirt track and when he feels better in the evening he drives there in his Corvette. He drifts like Smokey taught him and Doc sees it and is impressed. They start talking and Lightning mentions Smokey. Doc always felt sorry that he never came back.

The next day Smokey arrives and there is a reunion. Doc apologizes. Smokey scolds him like back then but hugs his boy he so missed.

Doc sees Lightning's potential and starts to want to come back - as Lightning's crew chief. Lightning gladly accepts the offer and they develop the mentor-protégé relationship that we all know too well.

Sally and Lightning get together and Lightning becomes friends with hillbilly Mater from Doc's town.

The end :)

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[lixzey]

the start of everything

note: starts in 2016, where they are both 14.

1: young half bloods 

2: newbie

3: luke castellan learns a valuable lesson (he gets distracted, most of the time)

4: Annabeth attends a fashion show (and realizes it isn’t for her)

5: capture the flag (and her attention, if possible)

6: strawberry fields, wildflowers, and annoying boys

7: prank wars and unsuspecting victims

8: punishments and prayers

9: luke, the big stupid idiot

10: Oh, I don't know why she's just my type

11: Stay away from me. Don’t look at me. Don’t even breathe the same air as me.

12: I can't believe that I have to put up with your annoying face all year.

13: snowball fight, cabin ten versus cabin eleven

14: the more you hate, the more you love

15: capture the flag: luke led us to victory!

16: smores and chores

17: cheeseburgers and barbies

18: to charm the charmer

19: luke tries forging, gardening, and poetry (failing miserably)

20: pleas, bargains, and bets

21: She doesn’t like surprises. Do you really want another black eye?

becoming friends and more

22: a letter from dear old daddy

23: daddy issues ft mommy issues

24: hide and seek with the harpies

25: your house is haunted

26: somehow, he knew

27: nobody’s son, nobody’s daughter

28: christmas getaways, new york city, and secret glances

29: new years, new beginnings

30: back to camp

31:  sparring, smiles, and sweet talks

32: a field trip to olympus and look alikes

33: my girl

34: moonlight rendezvous

35: steal my girl

36: a picnic and eavesdropping siblings

37: grouchy 

38: she is beauty, she is grace, and she will punch you in the face

39: Maya starts junior year

40: you?

41: popcorn, movies, and slushies 

42: I’m a feminist, obviously. But, I wouldn’t really mind him savin’ me and I know that I’m fine without a man but I think I would like his protection.

43: sweet sixteen

44: with you I'd dance in a storm, in my best dress, fearless

45: hot cocoa, longing glances, and mistletoes

46: wanna bet?

47: school is boring, wanna go somewhere?

48: camp

49: rumor has it

50: the best swordsman at camp and a furious maya williams

51: i’ve never heard silence quite this loud

52: capture the flag: a great way to destress - cabin five, probably

53: thin white lies

54: that brainless idiot

55: jealousy, jealousy

56: patience wearing thin

57: oblivious idiots and chris gets twenty drachmas richer 

58: confrontation drama 

59: You are in love!

60: stupid cupid, stop picking on me!

61: everyone wants him, that was my crime

62: I'm so in love with you and I hope you know

63: give me something that’ll haunt me when you’re not around

64: interventions, stubborn idiots, and annoying siblings

65: somebody to you

66: don’t take it personal, but personally you’d be better with somebody like me

67: i think it’s time i lay my heart out on the line

established relationship: 

68: i once believed love would be black and white, but it’s golden

69: in a world of boys, he’s a gentleman

70: you with the dark curls, you with the watercolor eyes

71: take a look at my girlfriend, she’s the only one i got 

72: to be young and in love in new york city

73: fight so dirty, but you love so sweet.

74: Luke, the lovesick idiot

75: your hand fits in mine like it’s made just for me

76: promises sealed with a kiss under the velvet sky

77: golden apples and worries

78: pain of words

79: quest blues

80: iris messages and nightmares

81: stupid quest, stupid apples, stupid dragon

82: birthday blues and special surprises

83: i fell in love with a careless man’s careful daughter

84: darkness inside 

85: christmas traditions

86: i want to wear his initial on a chain ‘round my neck

87: devil in disguise

88: all of the city lights never shine as bright as your eyes

89: i love the way you’re screaming my name

90: valentines day

91: some days, you're the best thing in my life. sometimes when I look at you, i see my wife

92: love languages

93: demigod pick up service

94: across my memory

95: monsters

96: four walls and a roof

97: closets and radios

98: peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, cookies, and kool aid

99: pent up anger

100: dance around the living room, lose me in the sight of you

101: on with the quest

102: Drew

103: all i did is try my best, this the kind of thanks i get? 

104: only an angel, never a god

105: and in the middle of my chaos, there was you

106: touch her and i’ll break your neck

107: if anybody hurts you, i’m going to prison for life

108: legal age, baby!

109: I can't keep my hands to myself. I mean I could, but why would I want to?

110: prom dances and birthday cakes

111: I've loved you three summers now, honey, but I want 'em all

112: big blue house 

113: great to be back

114: peace and quiet

115: orders from the pit

116: makeshift prom

117: Can I have this dance?

118:  handsome, you’re a mansion with a view

119: cockblockers—nope, I mean kids.

120: amorous activities in the armory

121: suspiciously quiet

122: Happy birthday! You can finally get arrested!

123: the winter solstice

124: meddling cocky son of a bitch

125: don’t be suspicious. 

126: nightmares

127: if you’re tired, you can lay your head on my lap

128: lazy day, cuddles, and kisses

129: she looks so perfect

130: until we’re gray and old

131:  just normal days

132: A prophecy

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[knickynoo]

Back to the Future: The Animated Series, s02ep12 "St. Louis Blues"

Previous episodes linked here.

In this episode:

Almost at the end of the series, folks. We don't have much Real Doc content left, so let's treasure our time with him while we can.

We find our friend Doc at the Hill Valley baseball field, where the Hill Valley Dreamers are playing against the Riverburg Big Dudes. According to Doc, the teams aren't very good, and most of the seats remain empty during the games. However, this hasn't stopped Doc from somehow managing to end up in the worst seat possible.

He does occasionally poke his head around the beam to talk to us, but he just. Goes back to sitting behind it. There is NO ONE else around, and he can literally sit in any seat he wants, but he's resigned himself to being unable to see the game.

I love Doc so much. Where else am I going to find a man who's like this?

As he enjoys an iced tea and a hot dog, Doc shares that the food and drink were both introduced at the St. Louis World's Fair in 1904, which he went to with his family. We go into the cartoon then.

Marty and Jennifer are on a date to play mini-golf, but it isn't going well. If you've been keeping up with these posts, you probably know that Marty and Jen don't exactly have a great relationship. Jennifer is angry at Marty like 80% of the time on account of Marty being an immature doofus who likes to tease Jennifer and lie to her. As they play golf, a series of mishaps (due to Marty's clumsiness) causes Jen to be sprayed with water and then covered in green goo from the fake volcano.

Marty thinks this is very funny. Jennifer does not.

After laughing at Jen for a little, a girl in a convertible pulls up to chat with them. Her name is Liz, and she's apparently a rich, snobby girl who goes to Marty's college.

Liz asks Marty if he wants to be her date to a party at the country club or, "play kiddie golf with the witch." And even though Marty has plans with Jennifer (you know, his girlfriend) for later that night, he decides he'd rather go to the country club!! With this mean girl Liz!!!

Jennifer stomps away angrily, to which Marty does not even react. He just laughs and goes, "Well, looks like I'm free."

Jail for Marty.

He goes right to a barbershop to get a haircut in preparation for his country club date, but even the cheapest haircut is $92.50. Marty leaves and figures maybe he can borrow money from Doc.

Doc, Clara, Jules, and Verne are all at an amusement park. After paying $275 just for admission and then being charged $10 each for a drink, Doc and Clara propose they take the time machine to visit an old-fashioned amusement park where the prices are much more reasonable. Jules and Verne aren't interested, though; they want to stay and ride the present day thrill rides. Clara and Doc decide to take the trip themselves and tell the boys they'll be back in two hours.

Meanwhile, after arriving at the Brown home and finding it deserted, Marty comes upon one of Doc's inventions in the garage—the "Hair Cut O Matic." Ah, the perfect solution to Marty's problem!

Except, as is the case with most of Doc's inventions, it malfunctions pretty much right away. Marty barely has five seconds to admire his fresh new cut before his hair starts morphing before his very eyes.

Listen. Marty deserves this, okay?

Also, I don't think I've really mentioned this in past posts, but some episodes have quick segments called "Back to the Facts" which is when Cartoon Doc reads off a fun fact that relates to the episode. I assume these were played at the start or end of the commercial breaks? Anyway, this episode has an interesting one where Doc notes when the first roller coaster opened (1804) and mentions that they probably didn't go as fast as the "roller coasters of today—which can travel up to 66 mph."

I did some research because my initial thought was, "That can't be right. Roller coasters in 1992 could only go up to 66 mph??" But it appears that fact was right, as I looked up a list of coasters from that year and couldn't find any that went above around 60 mph. Which is crazy because that seems so...slow? Roller coasters today can reach much higher speeds, with the fastest coaster in the world ("Formula Rossa" in the United Arab Emirates) going almost 150 mph.

I personally have ridden the fastest coaster in North America, "Kingda Ka," which hits 128 mph. This beast:

Yes, the drop is every bit as wild as it looks. No experience like it. I think I've been on it two or three times? It gets shut down a lot because if there's significant enough wind, it sways and becomes too unsafe to ride, lol.

Must refocus. Marty goes to the amusement park to try to find Doc and ends up having to cough up $100 for the entrance fee anyway. So...Marty had the money. He just didn't want to use it for his haircut.

He has a stunning, beautiful braid at this point, btw.

Marty's hair briefly returns to normal, and he buys himself a hat to hide it as he continues to wander around the park looking for Clara and Doc. He's eventually spotted by Jules and Verne, and this is where I got sidetracked AGAIN because I could not for the life of me figure out what Verne was saying after he sees Marty. It sounded like, "Hey, lookie! Michael came back from The West!" I went back and listened two more times, and it sounded the same. I assumed it was an obscure reference to something, but I couldn't figure out what. Then I went and turned on the subtitles and saw the line is, "Fievel came back from The West!" which still didn't help me at all.

So, I did some searching and found it's a reference to An American Tail: Fieval Goes West, which is the sequel to An American Tail, a movie that's apparently about a Jewish mouse named Fievel Mousekewitz? I guess this is something the kids of 1992 would have known?

Marty, Jules, and Verne travel to the World's Fair in 1904 and set up the Time Train as a fair exhibit: The Train of the Future. A Tannen relative, P.T. Tannen, sees it and is intrigued. He's looking to set up an exhibit of his own that will bring in a lot of money, and for a moment, it looks like he might take the train. However, it turns out that he wants MARTY for his exhibit. A boy with magically changing hairstyles is just the thing he's looking for.

After kidnapping Marty and locking him in a cage, P.T. starts attracting quite the crowd to view such a freak of nature. Doc and Clara even wander in and are horrified to see who it is. The audience screams in terror as Marty's hair continues to change.

Doc and Clara attempt to create a diversion and rescue Marty, and there's a moment where another one of those weird mistakes with the animation happens. As you may remember, there have been instances of character's eyes and skin tones changing color randomly during scenes, as well as objects disappearing from the frame. This show is full of errors, but this one is a first. After being caught by P.T. Tannen, Doc's eyes inexplicably glow for several seconds.

I would love to know what was happening behind the scenes of this show because it's so sloppy a lot of the time.

After successfully escaping with Marty, everyone returns home. Marty dresses in a spiffy suit, gets his hair fixed, and takes the DeLorean over to Liz's house. There has not been one sighting of Marty's truck over the course of this whole show, so I assume he doesn't have one in the cartoon universe. He's always borrowing the DeLorean. Also, not a single mention of parents or siblings.

Marty's whole experience with his hair has taught him a very valuable lesson: it's not nice to make fun of other people. He tells Liz that he never should have teased Jen at the mini golf place and says he can't go to the country club with her. This doesn't bother Liz one bit since she found a "better" date to take her: someone who is rich and popular. Marty goes to Jen's house with flowers, pizza, and some movie rentals and apologizes to her. She forgives him, gives him a kiss, and we go back to Real Doc, who catches a baseball in his ice cream cone. He still attempts to eat it.

This is a fun episode. I like when I get to go and do a few minutes of research and learn about things like roller coaster speeds and animated mouse movies. But I can't believe so many episodes are built on the premise of Marty being a meanie and having to go through something awful to learn his lesson. Cartoon Marty is so wildly different from Movie Marty, and it makes me sad to think about the potential the show could have had. Bob Gale should approve a reboot of the cartoon but make it GOOD this time. He should hire the Tumblr BTTF fandom to work on it.

Join me next time as we head into the final episode of the series. 😭

#back to the future #bttf #bttf: the animated series

[allwaswell16]

One Direction fics that include social media into the fic as requested in this ask. If you enjoy the fics, please leave kudos and comments for the writers! You can find my other fic recs here. Happy reading!

—Harry/Louis—

♡ Your Mess Is Mine by amory

(M, 176k, kid fic) Louis is the father to the most brilliant little boy in the world who is all Louis really needs, or at least that's what he tells himself. Harry is a gorgeous boybander fresh off a two year break and a massive scandal that's left him a little broken and more than ready to move on.

♡ A Love Like War by sincewewereeighteen 

(E, 173k, famous/not famous) the one in which Louis Tomlinson is a cliched rock star, he's got everything except for love. But then he meets Harry Styles; the man that, against all odds, saves him in every way a person can be saved, even when Louis didn't know he needed saving in the first place.

♡ Walk That Mile by purpledaisy / @daisyharry

(E, 149k, road trip au) A Route 66 AU where falling in love was never part of the plan.

♡ You You You by @isthatyoularry

(M, 137k, famous/not famous) the one where Harry and Louis meet at a club and Louis takes Harry home, only for him to realize that the boy who just made him breakfast half naked is Harry Styles from One Direction.

♡ Have Love, Will Travel by @kingsofeverything

(E, 97k, road trip au) Rather than spend the summer working at their desks, Louis and Harry are given the opportunity to crisscross the country together in a tiny camper, filming their adventures for a YouTube series.

♡ say you want me by orphan_account

(M, 37k, famous/not famous) Harry’s a closeted pop star and Louis is the uni student he keeps fighting with on Twitter

♡ From the Start by @allwaswell16

(E, 32k, fake relationship) Louis has no idea that one act of kindness will cause his life to spiral out of control. But that's what happens when his new friend fake proposes to him and a video of it goes viral.

♡ You're the Light by @allwaswell16

(E, 31k, newspaper au) What he finds on his first day of work is a tall, gorgeous editor named Harry who has the most beautiful green eyes he’s ever seen—and who also happens to be his new boss.

♡ The Daddiest Place on Earth by lovelarry10 / @chloehl10

(E, 23k, Disney World au) Louis. Harry. Instagram. A whole lot of confusion and a whole lot of laughs...

♡ Anonymous Said by @alivingfire

(T, 21k, tumblr) two boys, two blogs, two years of anonymous messages, and a bookshop where it all comes together

♡ Then We Talk Slow by @letsjustsee

(E, 20k, famous/not famous) A famous/non-famous AU in which Louis banters back and forth with his new record company on Twitter, only to find out that Harry is the man behind the tweets.

♡ blend into my favourite colour by rainbowninja167 / @rainbowtitania

(T, 19k, coffee shop) Harry is a barista with a secret Werewolf High fan blog, a desperate crush on a customer named Louis, and a best friend on Tumblr who always makes him laugh. Louis can't figure out why the barista at his favorite coffee shop keeps creepily staring at him, and to make matters worse, he may be slightly in love with a friend he met online.

♡ Found My Missing Piece by @styleandsin

(NR, 16k, fashion au) Louis and Harry are both fashion bloggers. Louis' been following Harry for years. Harry and his blog really gave him the confidence and the push to make his own.

♡ you don't have to play the part by fairytalelights / @lookslikefairytale

(M, 16k, famous/not famous) the one where Harry is Britain's new pop sensation, Louis is R&B star Zayn's sassy social media manager and things get confusing

♡ This is a Rainbow War by @lululawrence

(NR, 15k, famous/not famous) the one where Harry's a famous singer, Louis is part of his road crew, and after Harry gives Louis a special assignment regarding rainbow flags, things maybe turn out a little differently than either of them planned.

♡ it do be like that sometimes by wordsnnotes / @quelsentiment

(T, 14k, enemies to lovers) an enemies to lovers AU inspired by my short experience in this crazy fandom and my even shorter experience on stan Twitter

♡ from, your secret admirer by flicker_album / @niall-official

(T, 13k, secret admirer) the one where Louis is Harry's Tumblr crush so he sends him secret admirer messages for Valentine's Day

♡ Nailed By Louis by @haztobegood

(E, 9k, cooking au) It had started as a joke, just two months earlier. Louis had tried to make recipe from HarrySizzles Instagram account.

♡ Hot Chocolate by @kingsofeverything

(E, 6k, chocolatier Harry) Harry wants to make something new for Hot Chocolates, his small batch chocolate shop. Louis offers to help.

♡ Kiwi by dimpled_halo / @comebackassholes

(M, 6k, exes to lovers) The last place Louis expects to see Harry again after ten years is performing at a music festival in Chicago

♡ The Places Where We Met by Chelsea Frew / @chelsea-frew

(G, 5k, famous/not famous) Harry Styles loves his job as 1/3 of a famous boy band. It does, however, get lonely, and he counts on a special online friend to get him through.

♡ Missed Connection by @kingsofeverything

(E, 3k, Craigslist) Harry is absolutely clueless when it comes to figuring out if other guys are into him, so he enlists his friend Niall to assist. That may or may not be a mistake

—Rare Pairs—

♡ One In Ten Million by craigtrash

(M, 36k, Zayn/Liam) University student Zayn Malik is a big fan of One Direction, world famous boy band, especially member Liam Payne. When Liam accidentally tweets his phone number, Zayn takes a chance that changed his life.

♡ walk, walk fashion baby by @disgruntledkittenface

(E, 23k, Louis/Nick Grimshaw) Louis loves his supportive boyfriend, his passionate and interesting band of friends and coworkers, and his pair of quirky and dedicated dogs. What he doesn’t love is his job as co-editor of the Lifestyle section at a popular site aimed at millennials.

♡ Almost Feels Like Nothing's Changed at All (If You Close Your Eyes) by Hllangel / @glitterbootsandyellowshorts

(G, 3k, Louis/Nick Grimshaw) The tweet went out about two minutes ago, but it's basically blown up his notifications, and probably his life.

#1dficvillage #trackinghome #tracksintheam #hltracks #trackinghappily #1dsource #ficrec #social media fics

[ghostofskywalker]

Mini Matchmakers

Anakin Skywalker/Fem!Reader

Words: 2,075

Summary: The world is changing, and you can't help the growing affection you feel for your friend and fellow Jedi. You would never say anything to him on your own, but thankfully a certain set of twins take matters into their own hands.

Request by anonymous: I saw you were taking SW requests, so what about an Anakin fic where Luke and Leia try to get him and a fem!reader together? Maybe in an AU where he doesn't fall to the dark side but Padme still passes? I hope this wasn't too specific and thank you in advance!

Note: hi anon!! thank you for requesting and i hope you like it :) the fic is set in an AU with no order 66 and the jedi have reformed to allow romantic attachments, but padmé died in childbirth. luke and leia are about 9 here.

Anakin Skywalker Masterlist • Main Masterlist

You were waiting in the room for the younglings to arrive when the commotion started, and as you turned to see who had just come through the door, it was not a surprise to find out that Luke and Leia Skywalker were the source of the noise. Although not yet traditional padawans, those two were smarter than all the other younglings you taught, and you knew they were going to be trouble for whoever decided to take them on. They were dragging their father with them, and you fought back a smile as you watched Anakin pretend to be overpowered by his children. “Master L/N!” Leia said brightly. “I found someone to help out when we go visit the Senate!”

You desperately tried not to laugh, raising an eyebrow at the twins. “Has your dad actually agreed to help, or did you make that decision for him?” You were going to be taking their group of younglings on a trip to the Senate in a week, thanks to an invitation from Chancellor Organa, and it would not only be a fun outing for the soon-to-be padawans, but you would get to show them a little bit of how the Republic functioned. You had even arranged a meeting with a few of the Senators that you have gotten to know over the years, and everyone was very exited to go. Last time you had seen them, you had mentioned that you were going to ask a few Jedi to help out that day to make things easier for everyone, but you hadn’t expected Luke and Leia to take matters into their own hands.

“I told them that if you needed help I would be more than happy to come along,” Anakin said, standing up straighter as Luke and Leia let go of him. “But I also told them we needed to ask you first.”

“You’re more than welcome,” you said brightly, finally letting yourself laugh at the situation, and you could see the twins’ smile grow as you spoke.

“Master Obi-Wan can come too!” Leia added.

Anakin looked down at his daughter. “Did you ask Obi-Wan already?”

Luke shook his head. “No, but we should go now!”

“Wait you two,” you called out as they started to leave, an amused expression on your face. “Aren’t you forgetting something?”

“What?” Leia asked, then turned around to see Anakin. “Oh, right.”

But just as they began to pull their father back towards the door, you spoke again. “Not exactly,” you said, really failing to keep the laughter away at this point. “You have a lesson now, don’t you?”

Anakin just shook his head as Luke and Leia stopped dragging him and instead walked further into the room, no doubt going to pick out the training remotes and lightsabers they would be using today before any of the other students arrived. The adoration was clear on his face as he looked at his children, and you were infinitely glad that the Jedi Order had reformed after Palpatine’s plot had been uncovered and taken care of, because it was clear how much he loved them and you couldn’t imagine a world in which he does not see them grow up. “I’m so sorry about those two,” he said softly.

You shook your head. “Don’t be, they make my life much more interesting,” you said. “Even if they are little troublemakers sometimes.”

“They must be on their best behavior around you, because I think they’re little troublemakers all the time,” he said, a smile crossing his face.

“Well, based on the way you were as a padawan, are you really surprised?”

He laughed at your remark, nodding in silent agreement. The two of you were around the same age, and you had spent some time training together when either your master or Obi-Wan had been called away for important meetings or the occasional top secret mission. Once the war broke out you didn’t see too much of him, but now that you were teaching Luke and Leia, you were slowly reconnecting with your favorite childhood friend, as well as fighting back a wicked crush on him.

The smile on his face made you feel warm and fuzzy inside, but you tried to push those thoughts down before they could really fester. Despite the reforms the Jedi Order went through, and the changed attitudes towards romantic attachments (viewing them as tools of the Force rather than dangerous points of no return), it felt wrong to think of Anakin in that way. You didn’t know much about his relationship with Padmé, but you knew that her death was hard for him. And no matter what you felt for him, who were you to tell him whether or not to move on because of your growing affection? Friendship would have to be enough for you, and there was no arguing it.

You continued to speak quietly with Anakin until the other student began to shuffle into the room, and he finally bid you goodbye, promising to come get Luke and Leia when the lesson was over. You tried to hide your dopey smile as you began speaking to the group of younglings, but from the look Leia gave you, you probably weren’t that successful about it.

***

After that day, it seemed that you were running into Anakin every other moment. Meals, lessons, meditations, you name it, he was there. You weren’t complaining in any way, and you sometimes let yourself dream he felt the same way about you that you felt about him. What you soon figured out though, was that those apparent coincidences were in fact not coincidences at all, but rather an elaborate plan by a pair of very intelligent nine year olds.

You didn’t notice anything different about the twins at first, but soon the fact that they had shown a remarkable interest in your personal schedule could no longer be ignored. You could never prove that Luke and Leia had anything to do with the sudden influx of Anakin encounters you had over the past few days, so you never brought it up, pretending to be blind to their charades and attempts to push you and their father together and enjoying the time you got to spend with him because of their meddling.

You wondered what spurred this on, was it the way you laughed together that one day? Did he talk about you when you weren’t there? Did Obi-Wan put them up to this as an elaborate joke? You definitely didn’t know how to react to the situation you were finding yourself in, but you tried to keep your feelings to yourself just in case you were reading the situation wrong.

On the day of your trip to the Senate, Anakin and Obi-Wan were both there to help. They had no qualms about stepping up and guiding some of the children around as you walked behind the group and made sure no one got lost, and you would never admit it out loud, but you were glad that Luke and Leia stepped in and found helpers for you. Because you spent so much time working with younglings, you weren’t too familiar with the labyrinth of hallways that made up the Senate Chambers, and you had a sneaking suspicion that this trip wouldn’t have been nearly as entertaining as it was if someone like Master Luminara was helping you keep all the younglings in line.

Leia was sitting atop Anakin’s shoulders for the entire tour, and Luke was sitting on Obi-Wan’s. It was almost comical to see the two Jedi, often represented to citizens of the Republic as fearless war heroes and powerful warriors, wander around the Senate building with a giggling child on each of their shoulders. All the children were enjoying themselves, practically bouncing with excitement as the tour ended and they got to sit with Chancellor Organa and Senator Mothma and ask them whatever they wanted.

You held back a yawn as you stepped out of the room, this day had been quite exciting already. It was nice to get out, but it definitely was more stressful to be responsible for twenty five younglings outside of the safe walls of the Jedi Temple, even though you had help. Despite the war being over and Palpatine no longer a threat, there were still dangers to watch out for, and you definitely did not want to be the Jedi that lost a youngling in the Senate building.

You didn’t hear the door open after you, so when Anakin gently placed his hand on your shoulder, it was startling for a moment. “Are you alright?” he asked.

“Yeah, just a little tired,” you said. “Sorry if I worried you.”

There was a look on his face you couldn’t quite decipher, and he just shook his head. “Leia told me I should go and check on you,” he said. “I was worried she knew something I didn’t.”

You shook your head as a small smile crossed your face, and you were now sure that the twins had been behind your recent “accidental” meetings with Anakin. “I sometimes think she knows things I don’t,” you responded, looking right into his eyes. They were warm and kind, and you wanted nothing more than to get lost in them. “Because her and Luke have been taking a special interest in my personal schedule lately.”

He laughed. “Mine too. I think they’re trying to tell me something.”

That sentence piqued your interest. You had thought they were trying to tell you something, not the other way around. “Oh yeah?” you asked quietly, wondering what he would say next. “What are they trying to tell you?”

“That I need to hurry up and ask you out, because I can’t keep staring at you like a lovesick tooka.”

You nearly choked on air as you registered his words, that was definitely not what you were expecting him to say. Maybe that was what you would expect Leia to say to you, but not Anakin. “Really?” you said, trying desperately to keep your cool.

“You can’t tell me you haven’t noticed,” he said, reaching down to take your hand. “I know I’m a little out of practice, but I’ve been told I’m anything but subtle.”

“I kept telling myself I was imagining things, that I was crazy for thinking you felt that way,” you said, really hoping this wasn’t a dream. “I didn’t want to get my hopes up.”

“I didn’t think you felt the same way,” he said softly. “I can’t believe my own children picked up on this better than I did.”

You couldn’t help the little giggles that escaped you. “Well, I for one am glad they decided to take matters into their own hands.”

“Don’t ever tell them that,” Anakin said, leaning in a little bit closer.

“Why? You don’t want them to know they succeeded?”

“I love Luke and Leia, but they’re already mischievous enough.”

You couldn’t help the burst of bright laughter that escaped you at his words. “I think you’re right about that.”

It felt like the entire galaxy stopped as the two of you stared at each other, and he finally broke the silence, his voice was barely above a whisper and his gaze flickering down to your lips. “Can I kiss you?”

You couldn’t help the way your body reacted after you breathed a whispered “yes,” and the way you melted into the kiss when his lips finally landed on yours. You barely even registered the way that his hand had left yours in favor of resting on your waist, and he pulled you close as he deepened the kiss.

For a fleeting moment, it seemed like nothing would get in the way of this perfect moment, until the door behind you opened, and you heard the sound of a certain nine year old shouting with glee. “LUKE! GUESS WHAT-” You and Anakin pulled apart almost instantly, turning around to try and catch Leia before she told the whole class what she had caught you and her father doing, but it was no use, and you were just thankful that most of the other people around didn’t care about this new relationship development.

Emphasis on most though, because Obi-Wan’s knowing smile and little remarks on the ride back to the temple were almost unbearable, but the memory of Anakin’s lips on yours made all the teasing worth it.

- the end -​

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[baniigattsuu]

100 REASONS TO STAY ALIVE:

1. to make your friends proud

2. to conquer your fears

3. to see your favourite artist live

4. to listen to music

5. to experience a new culture

6. to meet new people

7. to inspire

8. to have your own children

9. to adopt your own pet

10. to make yourself proud

11. to meet your idols

12. to laugh until you cry

13. to feel tears of happiness

14. to eat your favorite food

15. to see your siblings grow

16. to pass school

17. to get a tattoo

18. to smile until your cheeks hurt

19. to meet your internet friends

20. to find someone who loves you like you deserve

21. to eat ice cream on a hot day

22. to drink hot chocolate on a cold day

23. to see untouched snow in the morning

24. to see a sunset that sets the sky on fire

25. to see stars that light up the sky

26. to read a book that changes your life

27. to see the first flowers in the spring

28. to travel abroad

29. to learn a new language

30. to learn to draw

31. to tell others your story in the hopes of helping and inspiring them

32. puppy kisses

33. kitten kisses

34. swear words, and the release you feel saying them

35. trampolines

36. stargazing

37. cloud watching

38. taking a shower and then sleeping in clean sheets

39. receiving thoughtful gifts

40. "i saw this and i thought of you"

41. the feeling you get when someone says "i love you"

42. the relief you feel after crying

43. sunshine

44. the feeling you get when someone is listening to you / giving you their full attention

45. your future wedding

46. your favorite candy

47. new clothes

48. completing goals / a milestone

49. the kinds of dreams when you wake up and can't stop smiling

50. the sound of rain

51. the feeling you get when you're dancing

52. the people who mean the most to you

53. trying out new recipes

54. the feeling you get when your favourite song comes on the radio

55. the rush you feel when you step into a concert

56. sharing your voice, talents and knowledge with the world because they're so valuable

57. breakfast in bed

58. forgiveness

59. fireflies

60. birthdays

61. realizing that someone loves you

62. spending the day with someone you love

63. eating a whole pint of your favorites ice cream

64. floating on your back in warm water, staring at the sky and thinking

65. first dates (even the bad ones make for funny stories!)

66. bonfires n smores

67. coming home to someone you love

68. singing at the top of your lungs with your friends (or on your own!)

69. cuddling

70. being wrapped up in a warm bed

71. someone's skin against yours

72. holding hands

73. road trips

74. spontaneous adventures

75. the feeling when the ocean wave rolls up and envelops your toes and ankles

76. peaceful thunderstorms

77. trips to disneyworld

78. the child-like feeling you get on christmas morning

79. the day when everything finally goes your way

80. compliments and praise

81. making someone laugh

82. taking care of yourself

83. sleepovers

84. waking up on summer mornings

85. creating

86. therapy

87. feeling like reality is finally better than dreams

88. relationships

89. friendships

90. good hair days

91. feeling confident, like you can openly be yourself

92. creating ambitions and aspirations

93. putting yourself first

94. memes and funny jokes

95. writing

96. aesthetics / visuals

97. learning to love yourself

98. falling back in love with living

99. feeling genuinely at peace with yourself

100. looking back at this moment in the future and thinking "i made it"

#mental health #healing

[ellecdc]

200 Questions

these are the 200 questions from my 2k celebratory picnic! feel free to use these for whatever!

1 - How important are friends to you?

2 - What do you want less of?

3 - Do you step on pavement cracks?

4 - What's your favourite colour?

5 - How many countries have you visited?

6 - In your dream life, how often would you travel?

7 - If you were a flower, what kind would you be?

8 - Are witches all female?

9 - Do you think we are alone in the universe?

10 - What's your happiest memory?

11 - What do you wish you were good at?

12 - What's the nicest thing a neighbour has done for you?

13 - What's the worst injury you've ever had?

14 - Did you keep a diary as a kid?

15 - What are the top five items on your bucket list?

16 - Do you like routine?

17 - What is worse - trying and failing or never trying?

18 - Would you rather have a holiday in the mountains or at the beach?

19 - Would you like to hang-glide?

20 - What's your least favourite colour?

21 - What do you most value about yourself?

22 - Do you prefer to cuddle or be cuddled?

23 - How old do you feel?

24 - Does your family have any famous recipes?

25 - Have you ever self sabotaged?

26 - What single thing must you do before you die?

27 - If you suddenly had a free afternoon, what would you do?

28 - Have you ever fainted?

29 - What's the most beautiful sight you've ever seen?

30 - Do you tell the truth at a restaurant if the food is bad?

31 - Is there a product you love so much you'd volunteer to be a spokesperson?

32 - What is better about today than yesterday?

33 - Is happiness something to strive for?

34 - Do you like to people-watch?

35 - Do you prefer people or animals?

36 - Do you remember your first kiss?

37 - If something is forbidden do you want it more or less?

38 - Have you ever disciplined someone else's child?

39 - If you could have a Marvel-style superpower, which would you choose?

40 - Have you ever had therapy?

41 - Who would you want as your Amazing Race partner?

42 - Are you a good neighbour?

43 - Do you know any jokes by heart?

44 - Do you keep a journal?

45 - Have you ever received an anonymous gift or act of kindness?

46 - Do you arrive early or late?

47 - When did you give up on something bad?

48 - What are some things you do with your pets?

49 - What beverage could you not live without?

50 - What is under your bed?

51 - How tall would you like to be, if you could choose?

52 - If you could visit any planet, where would you go and why?

53 - Do you like your voice?

54 - Are you scared of spiders?

55 - Do you know the Indigenous name of the Country you live in?

56 - What was the last disagreement you had with your siblings about?

57 - Are you usually the person who cares the most or the least in your group?

58 - Do you enjoy dating?

59 - If you were the Prime Minister and needed three people to assist you, who would you pick and why?

60 - If you could design the ultimate treehouse. What would it look like?

61 - Where would your dream school trip be and what would you do there?

62 - Would you rather ace school or be average in school and master skills for the outside world?

63 - Do you like the place where you grew up?

64 - How would you describe yourself in five words or fewer?

65 - Do you think the world would be a better place without the internet?

66 - If you were a bird what kind would you be?

67 - What's been on your mind most lately?

68 - Would you rather be the oldest child or the youngest child?

69 - Would you rather wash your body with shampoo or your hair with soap?

70 - What was the last sweet text you screenshotted and saved?

71 - If you had an envelope with your death date inside, would you open it?

72 - Would you rather eat your favourite meal every day or never eat it again?

73 - What do you consider the most beautiful thing about your personality?

74 - What are some of your best childhood memories with cousins?

75 - How would you explain 'love' to someone without using the word?

76 - When at the movies, what is your favourite snack food?

77 - What's the best teen party you've been to and why?

78 - What is your favourite flavour of chips? 

79 - What is your strangest phobia? 

80 - If you could design a national flag what would it be like? 

81 - What type of animal do you feel most connection with? 

82 - What is your favourite snack to eat? 

83 - What song could you listen to on repeat for the rest of your life? 

84 - What vegetable is your least favourite and why?

85 - If you could be any object which would you be and why? 

86 - What do you like in a sandwich? 

87 - What movie absolutely scarred you?

88 - What's your favourite constellation? 

89 - What is your favourite sport to watch? 

90 - Which TV or movie character would you be friends with in real life? 

91 - Are you scared of the ocean? 

92 - Which emojis do you use the most? 

93 - Would you rather be a surgeon or a pilot? 

94 - If you had to move to another country tomorrow where would you go? 

95 - What old person tendencies do you have? 

96 - Do you prefer sunset or sunrise? 

97 - What is your comfort movie or TV show? 

98 - Would you rather give up peanut butter or Nutella? 

99 - If you had to curate the soundtrack to your life what songs would be on there? 

100 - What do you collect and why? 

101 - What is a quote you really like from a song, movie or book? 

102 - What animal represents you the best? 

103 - What's your favourite flower? 

104 - If you could learn the answer to one of history's greatest mysteries, which would it be? 

105 - What is your favourite fruit? 

106 - If you could have lunch with a Disney character, who would you choose? 

107 - Who is your favourite character from a book? 

108 - Would you rather watch your dreams or control them? 

109 - Do you think you could survive in prison? 

110 - Would you rather be a princess or a mermaid? 

111 - If you could have a celeb as your BFF who would it be? 

112 - Do you own any crystals? 

113 - Would you rather see any one day in the future or read minds for a day? 

114 - Do you prefer to go out for hamburgers or pizza? 

115 - Would you rather work in a bakery or an ice cream shop? 

116 - What three items would you take to a deserted island? 

117 - What is your favourite ice cream flavour? 

118 - Would you rather attend Hogwarts or be a Pokemon trainer? 

119 - What's your favourite line from a movie? 

120 - Who's your ultimate celeb crush? 

121 - When you were younger, what did you want to be when you grew up? 

122 - Are you a warm weather or cold weather person? 

123 - Are you a morning person or a night person?

124 - Which element (earth, water, fire, air) best describes you? 

125 - Would you prefer to live on a boat or a remote island? 

126 - Who is your favourite superhero? 

127 - What colour do you think your aura is? 

128 - Who is your favourite author right now? 

129 - What's the strangest thing you're afraid of? 

130 - Would you rather have a pet dragon or a pet unicorn? 

131 - If you could pick three animals to put together and create a new animal, which animals would you pick? 

132 - What's the weirdest fact you know? 

133 - What period in history would you like to live in? 

134 - Do you believe in the Supernatural? 

135 - Do you play video games? If so, which ones? 

136 - What's your favourite subject to research and explore? 

137 - If money wasn't a concept what would your dream job be? 

138 - Would you rather eat dinner in a castle or breakfast in a hot air balloon? 

139 - What character do you identify with most personality wise? 

140 - What's your favourite dessert? 

141 - Are mermaids real? 

142 - What colour are your eyes? 

143 - If you could turn into any animal which would you choose? 

144 - What's your Chinese zodiac? 

145 - If you could meet anyone dead or alive who would it be? 

146 - What's a superstition that you have?

147 - What’s your favourite way to celebrate something?

148 - What does your perfect day look like?

149 - What is your go-to karaoke song?

150 - If you could design a video game about anything, what topic would you choose?

151 - Would you rather be in a cartoon or have an artist paint your picture?

152 - Would you rather be a musician or a movie star?

153 - What’s your dream car?

154 - Who was your first celebrity crush?

155 - What’s one thing you’ve always wanted to learn?

156 - Do you like haunted houses?

157 - What weird smell do you really enjoy?

158 - What is your attachment style?

159 - Which of the four seasons is your favourite?

160 - What is your favourite piece of advice?

161 - How would you spend $50,000?

162 - What is a taboo you think shouldn’t be taboo?

163 - What’s your favourite meme?

164 - According to you, what is the most monotonous sport to watch?

165 - If you could meet anyone in history, who would it be and why?

166 - What’s your favorite happy hour drink?

167 - Why did your parents give you your name?

168 - Hardcover, paperback, or ebook?

169 - What would you have a personal assistant do if you could have someone follow you around all the time?

170 - The zombie apocalypse is coming. Who are three people you want on your team?

171 - Would you rather live in the ocean or in deep outer space?

172 - If you could be any supernatural being, which would it be?

173 - What was your first email address or screen name?

174 - If you were a potato product, what would you be?

175 - Would you rather be loved by someone special (but hated by everyone else) or liked by everyone (but never loved)?

176 - What is your very first memory?

177 - Teleportation or flying?

178 - Would you go with aliens if they beamed down to Earth?

179 - What was one new experience you tried that was completely unknown or uncomfortable to you at the time you tried it?

180 - What is something your mother or father often does that you find yourself doing?

181 - What are the three scents you like?

182 - What’s your favorite board game?

183 - What is the most absurd thing you've been tricked into doing or believing?

184 - Have you ever thought of what your future baby will be named?

185 - What are those things you're too old to do but you still enjoy?

186 - Which of the two smells better, fresh-cut grass or bread baking in the oven?

187 - What are the songs that make you sing along whenever you hear them?

188 - What is something your brain wants to convince you to do but you have to fight it?

189 - What would you name your yacht if you had one?

190 - Who is your favourite YouTube vlogger?

191 - What are the two things you’d like to ask your pet?

192 - What has been the most flattering compliment you've ever received?

193 - What three things did your past relationship teach you?

194 - What song would make the best theme music for you?

195 - What is the wackiest thing you ever did to help a friend?

196 - What is the most bizarre wrong number text or phone call you ever received?

197 - What is the best commercial you have ever seen?

198 - If people suddenly got paid for bad behavior, what habit would make you a fortune?

199 - If you had an unlimited budget, what epic prank would you pull?

200 - What’s the best piece of workplace drama you’ve ever heard?

#ask elle #elle's celebratory 2k picnic #elle's ice breaker #200 questions #get to know me #get to know the blogger #get to know tag

[armpirate]

The Only One || JJK || Prologue

Pairings: mafia!jk x fem!reader

Genre: smut, angst, mafia, contract relationship

Warnings: Prostitution, torture, blood, use of drugs and weapons

Summary: You've always wished for a better life. Every single day at work, you were hoping something would change. Although you didn't think that change would come in the form of one mysterious man and a contract.

His controlling and selfish behaviour only wanted to keep you away from any other man that wasn't him, and you only had to wait for him.

Too bad you really thought you'd be smarter than Jeon Jungkook.

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MASTERLIST

Y/n, more commonly known as Love, was happy with her life. Well, happy isn't exactly the right word, but it comforted her to think she could be in a worse place right now. She was able to pay the bills, she was closer to dreaming of owning her own car and she made her own money. And maybe that's the part of her life she wasn't totally happy with: her job. Sleeping with different men every night, in exchange of two hundred euros (to be exact) per session wasn't the dream job. She didn't enjoy it, but she didn't hate it either. Money is money, and as long as she was able to pay the bills, it worked for her. All customers were the same for her anyway: no excitement, no warmth, no passion, but the old smell of cash that's just been taken out of a brown leather wallet. At least it used to be like that.

Jeon Jungkook was one of the mafia leaders of the Bangtan clan, probably the most respectable and intimidating one among them, in charge of setting deals with all the partners and controlling the work by their laborers all over the world was well done. He hardly ever left Korea, and tended to delegate any type of work that required attention overseas. But that changes after one trip he feels forced to make to Mallorca due to some problems with the goods.

A quick stop in one bar, full of women ready to please their customers, would end with one deep obsession as soon as he laid his eyes on her. To the point where he'll want to be the only one.

Taglist: @kaiparkerwifes @sheylamc

#fanfic #ff #jungkook #jeon jungkook #jungkookxreader #jk #bts #wattpad #kookie #smut #jungkook smut #tattoistjk #mafia!au #The Only One #armpirate

[lithiumcreepblog]

Steve Harrington & Jonathan Byers’

The Great American Road Trip

Day 1. 07/21/1993. Chicago, IL to St. Louis, MO.

Day 1: Jonathan and I are on the Route 66. Finally. We have been planning this trip for a while, and we’re going from Chicago to Santa Monica the whole way through, then visiting Argyle. I’ve been wanting to go on a cross country road trip for a long time, so it’s great that we get to go now. We stopped by a vendor at the pier first and got some sunglasses for the road. Jonathan said I’m too obsessed with sunglasses. I don’t think so though. It’s not my fault I look incredibly cool in them. He looks really good in them too, not that he’ll ever admit it. He wouldn’t let me take a picture of him with two sunglasses on at the same time, but he looked pretty silly. We drove for a few hours to Springfield where we stopped for a quick lunch at a diner. Actually, Jonathan drove and I provided meaningful commentary the whole way. Jonathan also won’t stop filming everything he sees with his video camera… he’s making a film later of our trip. Robin told me I should keep a journal too, write down stuff I find interesting along the way. Which I saw a lot of. One of which is this big statue called The Gemini Giant in Wilmington. He had an astronaut helmet that looks more like a mask for welding, but it was pretty cool. My favorite stop of the day was the detour to the old brick road which is part of the original stretch of the Route. We’re already out of Illinois and made it to St. Louis even with all our stops. But it was already dark when we arrived so we’ll have to see the Arch tomorrow. I’m absolutely wiped because I took over the driving role after Springfield, but today was more fun than I even imagined.

“Do you really have to record everything?”

“Oh yes, this is very important. We’re capturing the essence of Americana… gorging yourself on a hamburger with bacon. Pure American decadence.”

“Give me that, I’m not being the only one with my mouth open on camera.”

“Alright, alright. Here you go, get a shot of our milkshakes together.”

“So, Jonathan. Tell the camera, how have I been as a road trip companion so far?”

“Hmm, very distracting.”

“What? I’m offended.”

“Don’t look at me like a kicked puppy, I mean it in a good way. I’ve just never seen you this lively or taken with anything, that’s all. This is about fulfilling your dream as much as it is about mine. It is like being a kid all over again, isn’t it? Going places we’ve never been before and seeing new things. It’s just hard to focus on the road when your eyes are lighting up beside me with every weird landmark we pass.”

“Nice save there, Jon. I am glad we get to do this together. It’s already some of the most fun I’ve had, and you are a great partner to go on a road trip with.”

“Likewise, Steve. I can’t believe we’ve never done this before.”

“And why don’t you give us something from that book of yours as parting words for anyone who might be seeing this?”

“I don’t think we’ll be showing this to anyone but sure… let’s see… okay, here. ‘What is that feeling when you’re driving away from people and they recede on the plain till you see their specks dispersing?—It’s the too-huge world vaulting us, and it’s good-bye. But we lean forward to the next crazy venture beneath the skies.’”

“Alright… I think I understood what that means… now, back on the road!”

Steve & Jonathan listen to this on repeat for about 5 times before they both grow tired of it. Steve then wonders if there are any other songs about Route 66 to which Jonathan goes on a 15 minute long lecture about the origin of the song, from Nat King Cole to the other renditions. Steve listens with a fond smile as Jonathan becomes more animated behind the wheel, and plays the tape again just for the fun of it.

Souvenirs obtained: one fridge magnet that says Route 66 Illinois for Joyce, one miniature car to put on Steve’s shelf, one postcard set for the memories.

#stonathan #jonathan byers #steve harrington #moodboard #ficlet #fanwork #no plot just vibes #stranger things #back on my stonathan bullshit #literally nobody asked for this #but i need to see them go on a road trip together #could also be part of my chicago chronicles series…? #if anyone even knows what that is #should i keep going? #i probably will #Spotify #sj tgart #<- for tracking

[equatorjournal]

Barry Kanaiaupuni, 1976. "In Hawaii in the '60s no one had any money. So when Barry would show up at Sunset he'd borrow Herbie Fletcher's Brewer gun, and would just take Sunset apart. We'd see turns that no one else could make, and that's just the way it was. Barry Kanaiaupuni had power and could generate more energy out of a bottom turn than anyone had ever seen-in fact, he reconstructed our thoughts on what a bottom turn really was. He was the man. He was the best surfer in the world in the early '60s. When we first built mini-guns, Barry was on an 8'6" at big Velzyland, and he came into the beach where we were all watching him in amazement and said, “Dick, I could ride one a foot shorter at Sunset." He came to that conclusion right away-that he could ride a 7'6" just like it at Sunset. Barry really triggered my thinking that we needed to go even shorter, because I was primarily interested in building surfboards for big waves-I was a big-wave guy. BK could lay it on a rail as good as anybody to this day. He made Sunset into a performance wave on bigger boards and he was the first guy to get fully laid out in his turns-and that is the bottom line. On a trip to Trestles in '66, he was the first one that did really good rollercoasters-just one after another. He was on the red-fin Hynson model, and it was one of the most beautiful things I've ever seen in surfing. - Dick Brewer Photo by Art Brewer. https://www.instagram.com/p/ClMib9btZT0/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[ek-ranjhaan]

100 reasons to stay alive:

1. to make your parents proud

2. to conquer your fears

3. to see your family again

4. to see your favourite artist live

5. to listen to music again

6. to experience your culture to the fullest

7. to make new friends

8. to inspire

9. to have your own children

10. to adopt your own pet

11. to make yourself proud

12. to visit the seashore and feel the waves kissing your feet

13. to laugh until you cry

14. to feel tears of happiness

15. to eat your favourite food

16. to see your siblings grow

17. to pass school

18. to read millions of deserving, unread books and novels waiting for you

19. to smile until your cheeks hurt

20. To be accepted and welcomed by your loved one(s) as you are.

21. to find someone who loves you like you deserve

22. to eat ice cream on a hot day

23. to drink hot chocolate on a cold day

24. to see untouched snow in the morning

25. to see a sunset that sets the sky on fire

26. to see stars light up the sky

27. to read a book that changes your life

28. to see the flowers in the spring

29. to see the leaves change from green to brown

30. to travel abroad

31. to learn new languages

32. to learn to draw

33. to tell others your story in the hopes of helping them

34. Puppy kisses.

35. Baby kisses (the open mouthed kind when they smack their lips on your cheek).

36. Swear words and the release you feel when you say them.

37. Trampolines.

38. To have the most peaceful comforting sleep at nights.

39. Stargazing.

40. Cloud watching.

41. Taking a shower and then sleeping in clean sheets.

42. Receiving thoughtful gifts.

43. “I saw this and thought of you."

44. The feeling you get when someone you love says, “I love you."

45. The relief you feel after crying.

46. Sunshine.

47. The feeling you get when someone is listening to you/giving you their full attention.

48. Your future wedding.

49. Your favorite candy bar.

50. To feel the chlorophyllic scent of trees in the deep elms

51. Witty puns.

52. Really good bread.

53. Holding your child in your arms for the first time.

54. Completing a milestone (aka going to college, graduating college, getting married, getting your dream job.)

55. The kind of dreams where you wake up and can’t stop smiling.

56. The smell before and after it rains

57. The sound of rain against a rooftop.

58. The feeling you get when you’re dancing.

59. The person (or people) that mean the most to you. Stay alive for them.

60. Trying out new recipes.

61. The feeling you get when your favorite song comes on the radio.

62. The rush you get when you step onto a stage.

63. You have to share your voice and talents and knowledge with the world because they are so valuable.

64. To dance in the rain in a romance with self or with your lover

65. To visit Nordic countries and take in their beauty with mesmerized tears in eyes

66. Breakfast for dinner (because it’s so much better at night than in the morning).

67. Pray

68. Forgiveness.

69. Water balloon fights.

70. To write more and more, better and better, and to publish your own book(s) someday.

71. Fireflies.

72. Birthdays.

73. Realizing that someone loves you.

74. Spending the day with someone you love

85. Being wrapped up in a warm bed.

86. Someone’s skin against yours.

87. Holding hands.

88. The kind of hugs when you can feel a weight being lifted off your shoulders. The kind of hug where your breath syncs with the other person’s, and you feel like the only two people in the world.

89. Singing off key with your best friends.

90. Road trips.

91. Spontaneous adventures.

92. The feeling of sand beneath your toes.

93. The feeling when the first ocean wave rolls up and envelops your toes and ankles and knees.

94. Thunderstorms.

95. Your first (or hundredth) trip to Disneyland.

96. The taste of your favorite food.

97. The child-like feeling you get on Christmas morning.

98. The day when everything finally goes your way.

99. Compliments and praise.

100. To feel the mountains beneath your feet, to see the most beautiful dawn and dusk in the moments of a new day.

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101. to look on this moment in the future, when life is happier and be grateful to yourself for not giving up, for staying alive, for choosing to live.

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[methvapes]

your art is so good but every post you make is a literal mindfuck what is even happening here

i wrote fanfiction about us

it was a dark and stormy night

being a criminal justice mastermind i dont often bring my skillset into the real world

and yet sitting here, in my private investigators office, 73rd floor atop the highest skyscraper in new york city, i can appreciate the intellectual high ground it takes to make it this far, in a world gone mad. its 1972, and yet my minds still stuck in the past, in the could haves and the what once was

a drag on my marlboro brings me back into the present. a knock on the door. another knock. i exhale a foul smelling line of smoke out my mouth and flick the butt of my dart outta the window. let some other poor schmuck deal with it. ive got enough on my plate

adjusting my melancholic overcoat, and sleazing my way over to the door, i can see the silhouette of a greasy, stout man infront of it. a piercing voice carries through my office and out into the streets of the city. his speech wrests its way through my ears in an attempt to make them bleed, surely, even the street dogs would be whining at the shrill pitch of it. and yet… i know who this is. anonymous.

a scowl makes its way to my face, from my 5 foot 11 stature. distaste registers in my mind. i knew this guy as kids, when he used to bathe in grease and shit every day and then roll around in the streets, looking desperately for a thing he called, "asks". accompanied often with a flattened stone, or a piece of paper, with buttons drawn crudely onto it. we all assumed he was an escapee of the nearby mental institution as children, and i was the only one patient enough to be kind to him, enduring his insane prattling about something or other, or his blatant disregard for the female sex, and juvenile objectification of women

"my MINECRAFT mods wont LOAD CORRECTLY! i sense that SOMEONE HAS MEDDLED WITH my STATE OF THE ART gaming PC and LARD SOAKED CHAIR!"

he seems to be writhing on the floor of my waiting office, and throwing a tantrum similar to that of my 3 year old daughter

"anon, anon, my friend, what could be the issue?" i attempt to quell the insane beast to no avail. often he would lull into some breakdown or another, freakouts that wouldnt pertain to our world

"oh mister investigator sir! you gotta help me!" i can hardly understand him through his blubbering tears. "you gotta help me i saw a very scary monster in my room, and he went under my bed! you gotta help me kill him mister investigator sir! he meddled with my future device! i need my fix of asks!"

what a world we live in. do i help a childhood acquaintance, and attempt to quiet his babyish outburst? my illustrious supermodel big breasted booty cheeked up rich successful atheist businesswoman wife and supergenius 3 year old daughter would surely miss me on my adventure, and yet i find myself hungering for the hunt of the game yet again, even as the hunt is little more than a search for a round object in a ball pit, with the mental limitations of my good friend anonymous. i decide to help him with his journey free of charge. i know hes rather broke after spending all his time at the local casino. i told him he didnt know how blackjack worked after he tried to bluff a win, and got beaten senseless by the guards. tsk. whats a man of my caliber to do?

"ill help you anon, if its the last thing i do."

grabbing my '66 colt diamondback, and my silky fedora, i stride over to the door with purpose. my bumbling sidekick tottering his way over to the exit and falling over immediately upon walking through the doorway. i always did forget he had the object permanence of a toddler. we make our way downstairs

the rain pours out upon that damned, dirt filled city. taxis and cars blazing by my office in hurried races

stepping onto the pavement, anon rushes forwards, step after shortened step. in horror, i watch as he trips on one of his homemade "mobile devices" and falls into the street. a taxicar's yellowed paint feels like a slap in the face as the dark street fills with the blood of my childhood friend. heroically flagging down traffic in the tense night of the city, i race to his side. the man who was like a distant cousin to me. an eccentric nephew, or odd sort of relative, gone in the blink of an eye.

but yet! hope! as anons labored breathing grew more stagnant by the second, i knew i only had moments to spare. jumping 15 feet into a nearby vehicle, i hotwire the wheel in mere seconds, racing my way to the hospital. i knew i could save him… if only… if only i had more time…

a race against the clock, i could feel the ticks of milliseconds pound against my skin like the judgemental gavel of a courts closing. like a stampede of hooves amid a horserace. like a thrumming engine, ready to blow at any given moment. i needed to get to that hospital

minutes later, there i am, pulling into the crowded parking lot. carrying his frail and short four foot two body into the intensive care, i knew there would be lasting damage. a man doesnt play modded minecraft all day and be left with the highest condition of physical ability, after all.

"nurse! ready a room for my friend! immediately!" i shout, as i shed my private investigators coat and reveal a second doctors coat underneath. i also pull out a surgical liscence from my back pocket, where it had been digging into my ass all night which hurt really bad. it also explained why i looked so bulky and puffy under 2 coats. from anonymous comes faint mumbling.

"need more… need more fried mushrooms… radishes…. the jade door… collapsing… oh… the sand… help…" it seems he had been having some kind of nightmarish hallucination, spurred on by him getting run over by a fucking car. i rush to the operating room. the rest of it is but a blur, as i endlessly repair damage thought to be deadly, and attempt to restore function to his marred body.

its 7 hours later, when he is finally placed in a visitation recovery room. maybe his 4 moms could come and visit him, it might help with this apparently insane state he had been put in. mutterings about, squids, of all things. squids? who likes squids? those damned creatures from the sea?

anons odd ramblings only seemed to continue from there, to my eternal dismay. "the truth… im unclear of the truth… 2003… cleopatra.. wife boobs…" i was deeply unsettled by this, and forever in grievance of the loss of one of my friends. as a strong male figure, i emotionally was unsure of what to do from here… a loss… devastating to this world.. one soul less among the masses of our earth… lifes but a walking shadow, a power player, that struts and frets his hour upon the stage, and then is heard no more

#thnx

[dramioneasks]

Novel Length Fics (> 200,000 words) (Part 7)

Title:  The Darkwood Wand

Author: ThebeMoon

Rating: M

Genre(s): Romance, Mystery

Chapters: 69

Word Count: 201,107

Summary: Draco Malfoy is harsh and cold and hated at Hogwarts. And Draco is fine with this. He’s even casting the Vanishing Cabinet spell again, although for a much less nefarious purpose. This time he's using Harmonia Nectere Passus to link his bed with the bed of a willing witch. But something goes horribly wrong, and instead of the buzzy flirt Draco's been secretly meeting, his bed keeps delivering an extremely unamused Hermione Granger.So begins Draco’s travesty of an Eighth Year on probation, where nothing ever goes to plan and good deeds NEVER pay. His Divination classes are a disaster, his mother owls him daily prophecies of doom, a rabid she-weasel stalks him through the castle, and his mad roommate from Durmstrang plots to avenge the Dark Lord.Each day sparks an internal battle between Draco’s calculating Malfoy nature and his reckless Black side. Every night brings Granger back again, wreaking havoc with his body and mind. Draco is convinced he's headed straight back to Azkaban and he’s almost looking forward to the trip. COMPLETE!(FYI: This story is not part of “The Gloriana Set” universe. This is a whole new castle full of crazy.)

Title: The Dark Maladies Line 

Author: GinnyFics21

Rating: M

Genre(s): Romance, Drama, Mystery

Chapters: 66

Word Count: 276,768

Summary: The only way for Draco Malfoy to get Ministry funding for the development of his new line of revolutionary potions was for Hermione Granger to oversee the process. It wasn’t best-case scenario, given their history, but maybe they could put all that aside for something that could change their world.

Title: The Memory of You

Author: PotionChemist

Rating: M

Genre(s): Romance, Drama, Angst

Chapters: 75

Word Count: 495,557

Summary: Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger fell in love against all odds, but there was one big problem — he was already married. Pressured, Hermione does something she promised herself she would never do again and erases their affair from his memory. But is their love too strong? Are they inevitable? What will happen if he finds out about their previous relationship?

Title: An Imperfect Situation

Author: PotionChemist

Rating: M

Genre(s): Romance, Drama, Angst

Chapters: 47

Word Count: 306,741

Summary: After indulging Ron’s request to take their newly-founded relationship to the next level, Hermione finds herself pregnant just a month after the Battle of Hogwarts. In a post-war society where Pure and Half-blood babies are highly desired, she finds her best option for resolving her situation lies in the hands of the person she trusts least in the world: Draco Malfoy.

Title:  Haunted, Hollow, Hopeful, Cursed

Author: HoneyOvercast

Rating: M

Genre(s): Romance, Drama, Mystery

Chapters: 56

Word Count: 267,306

Summary: “Pansy, I’m still not seeing what this has to do with me. You all clearly know more about the curse than I do. So what could I…”“Granger...” Pansy interrupted. “We need you because aside from Astoria, who is worsening with time…”Pansy had to take a breath and steel herself at the words before she could continue. Astoria gave Pansy a brief nod and squeeze of the hand.“You’re the only person who has ever survived it.”

Title: Amor Vincit Omnia

Author: Twin_Flame_Blues

Rating: E

Genre(s): Romance, Drama

Chapters: 32

Word Count: 286,547

Summary: After three years of dating, Ron admits he cheated on Hermione for two of those years with Daphne Greengrass--and Harry knew all about it. Reeling from the betrayal by her friends and family, Hermione must rebuild her life and discover new bonds with an unlikely group including Theo Nott, Blaise Zabini, and Pansy Parkinson.What happens when Draco Malfoy, her first and deepest love, suddenly reappears in Hermione's life and she finds that her feelings have only grown deeper with time?OR: Hermione and Draco secretly dated at Hogwarts, he left after his trial, and now he's returned to win her back.

Title: Something Golden

Author: justalazywriterr

Rating: E

Genre(s): Romance, Drama

Chapters: 94

Word Count: 284,298

Summary: "Hermione Granger is undoubtedly the most irritatingly opinionated, patronizing, overbearing, excruciatingly optimistic and self righteous human being I have ever met but there's something about her that draws you in, something golden." -D.M.This fic will begin during fifth year, will follow Draco's initiation and journey of being a death eater and follow through post battle of Hogwarts. It will loosely follow some canon events (timelines/dates may not be identical). Please take time to read the tags, while this story does contain some lighter moments and humor it does sometimes have a darker tone to it. WARNING : mentions of abuse, graphic depictions of violence, self harm and mentions of suicide.

Title: Secrets and Masks

Author: Emerald_Slytherin

Rating: E

Genre(s): Romance, Drama, War

Chapters: 75

Word Count: 465,571

Summary: 9 years after the battle of Hogwarts, the war still rages on and everyone is much changed since their days at Hogwarts. Hermione is the most lethal soldier in The Order, spending her days on rescue missions to free captured Muggleborn slaves and fight on the front line. For years, she's been meeting in secret with a spy within Voldemort's ranks to exchange information. But, when she's captured and made prisoner at Malfoy Manor,  of all the dark and evil ways she'd envisioned Malfoy would torture her, she never quite imagined anything this horrific. I just wanted to make it abundantly clear that I was originally inspired to write this fic after I read the masterpiece that is Manacled, so I would like to thank SenLinYu for her amazing work!The memory searching aspect of  Manacled is what inspired me, and although I have adapted that, (and also made Draco head Death Eater, because... ya know... we all love it when he's Voldemort's right hand man 😅😉), Secrets and Masks will be a very very different fic all together.

Title: Dreams and other Deceptions

Author: cancerravenclaw

Rating: E

Genre(s): Romance, Drama

Chapters: 45

Word Count: 268,520

Summary: “That’s all I have left of him - dreams and other deceptions. All we were is all we’ll ever be.”Hermione Granger can’t remember the last time she dreamt —sleep came as a black abyss, an empty space between waking moments… not unlike her memory. There are so many months missing from the last two years of her life. She had made peace with those blank spaces, told they were the result of the trauma and torture from the war. So, when she wakes up from something that feels more memory than dream, something her mind would have never concocted on its own, she dives headfirst into the mystery of sixth year. Determined to illuminate the black spots in her timeline she can’t recall, Hermione finds herself caught up in nightmares from years past that are more than they appear.The more she remembers, the more she discovers that at the center of all her forgotten memories is Draco Malfoy – war criminal pending trial for his crimes as a Death Eater.Will navigating her past bring her closure or more unrest?

Title: Res Ipsa Loquitur

Author: Halliwell19

Rating: M

Genre(s): Romance, Drama

Chapters: 63

Word Count: 433,069

Summary: What if Draco Malfoy was sorted into Gryffindor? This is a retelling of the Harry Potter series as if Draco had been in Gryffindor and a slow burn Dramione friends to lovers story.

Title: Shattered

Author: ACourtOfSmut

Rating: E

Genre(s): Romance, Drama, Angst

Chapters: 46

Word Count: 283,504

Summary: What will happen if Hermione Granger falls in love with a blond Slytherin?When their secret relationship is uncovered at Christmas, not by one of their friends but by a Death Eater, they find themselves in a difficult spot. What will they do? Will Hermione's Gryffindor courage save them, or is it Draco's cunningness?Will he change her or will he uncover her true potential?Love, war and a lot of secrets.

Title: Perfectly in Pieces

Author: CDLynn

Rating: E

Genre(s): Romance, Drama

Chapters: 65

Word Count: 556,730

Summary: A Golden Girl missing. A Slytherin Prince trapped. An Order holding secrets. And a Dark Lord ruling. Warning: Dark AU (not dark main character) with deep discussions of trauma caused by physical, emotional, and sexual abuse. This fic starts out in the midst of the darkness, and shows the trauma, and healing journeys of each character as they fight to keep as much of themselves as possible, in a world trying to take it all.(The rape is not between Draco and Hermione)

Title: In Very Cold Blood

Author: Axiomea

Rating: M

Genre(s): Romance, Mystery

Chapters: 42

Word Count: 260,042

Summary: Hermione's brother was killed just before the seventh year students returned to Hogwarts to resume their education. A grieving Gryffindor, a proud Slytherin, a murderer on the loose, but above all... two neglected souls who belong together. "Granger, tell me why you tried to kill yourself... just now"? HG/DM. Slowburn (200k plus). Murder, investigation, romance. Trigger themes. HEA

#Length: 200k or more #favourite fics #classic fics #novel length #dramione