#plz my sister sent me this and I died

[rileebilee]

set free.

isaacwhy x fem!reader

warnings: angst, suicide, mentions of od, self-harm, eating disorder, ect.

a/n: hi.... so i need more request pretty plz. also im super sorry for this uhhh..

requested?: no

i sobbed to myself silently, for fucks sake my life was going downhill, everyone must hate ne, they must think im ugly also. my mom overdosed yesterday night and i havent leftmy room nor told anyone, ive ignored their calls, texts, face times, knocks. everything is so fucking bad.

i would pay anything if i could leave this world.

ISAACS POV.

im worried.

y/n hasnt left her room at all. she's not eating, sleeping, talking, we all dont know why, but we're scared. really. scared.

the last time she did this she almost killed herself, thats why.

i got up from my bed when i heard my phone ding, my eyes widened to see a message from y/n, it was a long paragraph on why shes sorry for everything she did and why she loves all of us so much, assuming this was sent to everyone. oh fuck.

i ran out to the others quickly.

"did you get thr message too?" nick said, all of them looking worried.

"she did this last time also, we need to go up there but ill be the one talking." i said, trying to stay calm.

we all went up there and i knocked on the door.

"y/n?, its me isaac. can you please unlock the door, we can talk about whatevers going on."

no response.

"y/n?" larry said this time "we all want to make sure your okay, we dont want you to harm yourself or anything.

"we could go through the bathroom? you can get in from there." tanner said

we all walked to her bathroom, figuring out that she was harming herself, the floor being covered in dry blood, pill bottles scattered, blade on the counter, larry froze, nick making him leave with tanner to leave and figure out how to calm themselfs.

3RD PERSON POV.

yumi and isaac slowly opened the door, peaking through it to see y/n almost lifeless on the ground.

"fuck dude." nick said from behind yumi, isaac running over to check if she was still breathing.

"y/n, can you hear me?" isaac questioned, holding her hand, yumi calling 911, nick freaking out trying to figure out what to do.

time skip cuz i dont know what to do..

y/n was breathing slowly in the hospital bed, isaac staring at her.

isaac was the most depressed out of all of them. he couldn't even try to not be emotional, loosing the girl he loved the most made him hurt. alot. he watched her lay there almost lifeless, holding her was the worst.

larry kept blaming himself, he felt like he always annoyed her, he joked too much. but he lost his funny personality and now he cant even peep a word.

tanner was alone, y/n felt like a sister to him, a best friend, a workout buddy, he felt empty inside. he didnt know what to do without her.

nick was a mess, he loved y/n like his sister also, his vlog buddy, his friend. everything was lonely without her.

yumi was the moodiest and quiet. he didnt talk to anyone, no one, not even her or the doctors, he never thought about what would happened if one of them died since her last accident. he was extremely upset.

all of them were silent on social media, grunk found out right after she was admitted to the hospital, he also was silent. the only message he said was "me and the group will be off twitter for a bit, thank you." which the others reposted, except for y/n. all of the fans were suspicious about this, she had spoke out about her mental health on the internet a few times, talked about her past, ect. her father was one of the first to be reached out when she was first in the ambulance, he explained what had might of caused this.

isaac was speaking to her softly, apologizing so many times, holding her hand, sobbing. until he had felt a squeeze on his hand. his head reached up and eyes brightened.

"its okay isaac, it wasnt your fault." she smiled brightly, she looked at larry who was smiling at her, going on the other side of her and hugging her gently. "and im sorry you had to see that larry, im sorry yumi, nick, and tanner." they had all hugged her.

she had stayed in the hospital for a few more days until she was allowed to go home, everyone was better and happy. she had also got help and reached out to a therapist, leading for her mental health to get better and made sure she never had anything to harm herself with again.

but thats only in fairy tales.

y/n had passed on a few days later, her overdose was a large dose. she was barely able to breathe. she had died the night everyone was there.

everyone watcher her coffin lower into her grave, isaac couldnt handle this anymore, he bursted out crying into yumis arms, he thought he did a terrible job as a lover, a partner, a friend.

yumi was standing on the roof of a building he had found, wind hitting his face watching the sunset, he had left all of his stuff at home. maybe suicide was a way to meet her again. he jumped off and landing in the water drowning himself.

larry was next, he found himself in the woods with a rope, tying it onto the tree he found, sunset hitting his face. he had it around his neck. jumping off.

tanner had dissapered one morning, never to be seen again. leaving nothing but a sorry note, his favorite items, clothes, ect.

nick had gotten into a car accident, running his car into a tree while drunk and not able to see.

isaac had posted on twitter about the group ending, he apologized and explained what happened with y/n. not going too deep into her story.

he took the pills on his desk and swallowed them, pulling the cover over his body, leading himself into a deep dark sleep.

maybe sometime in another life.

#the group chat #the group chat podcast #isaacwhy #bigt #marswhyyy #larrycroft #softwilly #yumi #grunk #angst #imsorry #uhmm crying rn

[myopinionsonsuandsuf]

I need you all to understand, first off, that this was all my sister's doing. Apparently she really badly doesn't like Ninjago? I guess? So please, please, PLEASE don't slander me for this bullshit, I was the one who only put it on the pic that she sent me. She's doing more, okay, please, believe me, there's a lot more from her. I cried silently the entire time I made this thing, ok? Thank you. Anywho, now onto Image Descript.

(Image Description: It is a recently updated picture of Sensei Wu from Lego Ninjago, with the Ninjago logo (which fully reads "Lego Ninjago; Masters of Spinjitsu") sitting above his hat and the map of Ninjago sitting as a background as he points at the reader. I have no clue what season or episode, but I know it's from one of the newer ones. There are 19 text blocks total, all 19 being opinions by my sister, because it's been two years since I myself have seen the show.

First block sits up in the top left corner and reads "There's something he hasn't told you"

Second block sits to the right of the Ninjago logo and reads "Old as fuck"

Third block is to his left, beside his hat (which means our right) and reads "Caused most villans"

Fourth block is on his hat, sitting above his left shoulder, and reads "Bald"

Fifth block is to the right of the fourth one, and is also on his hat, and reads "Bald as hell"

Sixth block is to the right of his right leg and reads "Fucked his brother's wife"

Seventh block is underneath the first block and reads "Terrible person in general"

Eight block is on his right foot and reads "Son of god (derogatory)"

Ninth block is on Wu's left bicep and reads "Bitch"

Tenth block is above his left bicep and slightly off to our right, but reads "Would call you a slur"

Eleventh block is sitting in the center of his loincloth and reads "Terrible fashion sense"

Twelfth block is in the bottom right corner and reads "Doesn't know how to technology"

Thirteenth block is next to Wu's right arm and reads "'You're all my prized pupils' like he didn't make a child think he was destined for something and then went 'destiny has spoken' when the kid wasn't"

Fourteenth block is immediatley underneath the thirteenth one and reads "Then the kid died"

Fifteenth block is on the center of Wu's beard and reads "Would die if given a single Dorito"

Sixteenth block is beside the bottom of Ninjago's map, to our right but not fully at the bottom, and reads "Someone plz kill him for good"

Seventeenth block is also beside the map of Ninjago, to it's right as well, but more at the bottom than the last one. It reads "Got eaten by the Great Devourer and still lived"

Eighteenth block is above Wu's left foot, slighter higher up than the Eighth one is to it's respective position, and reads "Homophobic"

Nineteenth block is right above the Ninjago logo and reads, with underline, bolding and Italicizing, "Long before time had a name..."

End image ID please for the love of god and all that is good

#Ninjago #Lego Ninjago #Lego Ninjago; Masters of Spinjitsu #lnmos #ninjago; masters of spinjitsu #mos #Wu #sensei wu

[nihxxy]

#plz my sister sent me this and I died #bnha #bnha 335 #mha #mha 335 #bnha spoilers #hagakure tooru #tooru hagakure #credit to @rodeisoru on twitter!!!!

[messrmoonyy]

Hay, could you do number 44 for Remadora plz...😘

Some happy fluffy post deathly hallows fluff because they deserve it.

Also psa to people who have sent requests, i don’t write them in the order I receive them so if yours is taking it while it’s simply because others have given me more motivation. But it’ll show eventually :)

Prompt: sitting on the other’s lap

Pairing: Remus lupin x Nymphadora Tonks

Warnings: none

You can find all my other writing on my masterlist and remember my ask box is always open, so drop me a request! Check my masterlist for who I write for!

Remus couldn’t sleep, the same as most nights just lately. He rolled around in bed for a few hours but eventually got up, not wanting to wake Dora. She was easily woken still, her motherly instincts still on high alert even if Teddy was past the age of waking up screaming in the night for food. And there were still old habits from the war, never truly letting yourself fall into a deep sleep. Always on edge and ready to jump out of bed and fight at a moments notice. He’d still wake up some mornings to see she had her wand clutched in her hand, still fast asleep.

She still had nights filled with nightmares too, as did he. She often asked him when they’d go away. He dare not tell her that hadn’t even gotten over his from the first war yet, Never mind the second, and that they would never truly leave her. He simply gave her the same answers every time

‘Soon my love’

‘You’re getting better everyday’

‘They won’t be with you forever’

He didn’t like to lie to her, but he couldnt bare the truth.

Thankfully him getting out of bed hadn’t seemed to have woken her from her rarely undisturbed sleep and he’d placed himself in his armchair by the fire. Christmas was coming around and the only light in the room came from the tree and the fire burning in the hearth. It felt wonderfully cosy. And homely. And domestic. And he adored it.

He finally had the family that he’d always wanted and dreamed of. He’d popped his head into Teddy’s room before making his way downstairs, the 3 year old sleeping soundly splayed out in his bed. Much like his mother he liked to take up as much room as possible, far more than a person so small should be capable of. He’d dodged the two creaky steps on the stairs and was now quite peaceful with his mug of tea and the fire.

They’d moved into the small house in hogsmeade not long after the war had ended, Remus has graciously taken back his position of dark arts professor, so it made sense for them be close to the school. Dora had been given her job back at the ministry with a hefty promotion too. Things were…. Good. They were all still in that sweet post war period where every seemed to get on, the darkness seemingly having been permanently shut out by the light. He didn’t know how long it would last. It hadn’t lasted particularly long the first time around. But then again this did feel different, because maybe the first time around the darkness had never really left. But it felt like it had now.

His days were constantly filled with light now, the bright faces of his students, the familiar feel of belonging in the hogwarts halls, then coming home to the smell of Dora attempting another one of Mollys recipes, Teddy charging around the house on his tiny broomstick that Harry had gifted him the Christmas before. Just waking up to his family, going to a job he adored and then returning home to his wife. His child. Some might call it an unbelievably dull existence, but he couldn’t think of anything he’d want more.

Even his monthly transitions weren’t as dreaded as they used to be. Wolfsbane potion was within easy access of every man, woman or child that needed it from the ministry. And no stigma was attached to collecting it either. Of course the overall acceptance of Lycanthropes was still a work in progress. But it was the best it had been in forever. His full moons no longer consisted of having to lock himself securely away, writhing and screaming for hours and hours as his bones broke and re set themselves. No, now he spent them curled up by the fire with Dora at his side simply napping the night away.

Occasionally he’d let himself think of the people he’d lost, all members of both the original and the second order that had lost their lives had gained portraits in hogwarts. Alongside all the other brave individuals that had died. He visited Sirius, James and Lily often. It got easier every time. Though James did like to throw the occasional jibe at his age, the James in the frame forever stuck in his twenties whilst Remus was in his forties now. Not that he minded. He didn’t think he’d ever reach that age so he was happily embracing it.

“ cant sleep? “ he startled slightly as a voice broke him from his daydreaming and he turned his head. Dora was stood at the bottom of the stairs, a sleepy smile on her face and rubbing at her eyes.

“ Sorry Darling did I wake you? “ she shook her head and yawned. He smiled warmly at her and placed his mug onto the coffee table before opening his arms. She returned the smile, grabbing a blanket from the back of the sofa before shuffling sleepily over and climbing into his lap. She wrapped the blanket around them both and his arms looped around her, holding her close “ Teddy alright? “

“ snoring just like his father “ his heart still did little flutters when he was reminded of the fact he was in fact a father. A proud one too “ nothing could wake that kid. You could go in there and hold a private Weird sisters concert and he’d sleep through the lot “ she played idly with a thread on his pyjama shirt and yawned again.

He ran his hand gently though her hair, pressing a kiss to her forehead and looking towards the Christmas tree. This would be the first Christmas Teddy would understand more. He was holding almost coherent conversations with his parents now and was understanding what Christmas meant- his Christmas list had been a hefty one.

“ what’re you smiling at? “ Dora asked quietly, brushing the backs of her fingers against his chin. He hadn’t even realised he had been smiling.

“ Christmas with Teddy “ Dora smiled too and laughed slightly.

“ poor kids gonna be upset when he realises we couldn’t get him a real pet hippogriff “

“ he’ll love the stuffed one just as much “ it had been a nightmare to wrap, it was bigger than Teddy himself “ he’ll understand things a little more this year and not just throw his mashed potatoes at your mother “ Dora snorted a laugh at the memory. She’d been in tears she’d found the situation that hilarious.

“ it’s a good job she loves him. Only grandchild perks? “ Remus smiled and pondered on what thing his son would do this Christmas to cause chaos, morphing into random things or deciding he wanted to climb everything within reach. He quite liked the chaos though, he’d loved boring and ‘normal’ for far too long. And you couldn’t get any less normal than a werewolf with his metamorphmagus wife and their half werewolf morphing son.

They stayed down stairs for a while longer, Dora still sat in his lap and a comfortable silence surrounding them. She dropped off again after a few minutes, her breathing become slower and her full weight leaning on him. He debated attempting to carry her up to bed, but wasn’t sure his aged bones could carry her. He struggled sometimes just lifting Teddy. So he simply stayed in the chair, rested his chin onto his wife’s head and closed his eyes, getting a little more sleep himself in the dying light of the fire.

#messrmoonyy writes #remus lupin #nymphadora tonks #remadora #harry potter #remus x tonks #ronks #the marauders #lupin #tonks x lupin #tonks #remadora one shot #pro remadora #remus x nymphadora #hp #teddy lupin #Remus lupin lives #Nymphadora tonks lives

[angstybleuskies]

Hello friends! So for Blarke Wine Club last night I let a few friends give me a prompt so I could attempt my first Bellarke fanfic drabble.

Here it is 🙈🙈 It’s my first one so plz be kind😅😅

Clarke pulled up to her new dorm, shut off the GPS and looked out her window at the five-story brick building. It was brick, with windows set at regular intervals across the front. She could see people in a few of the windows, putting sheets on beds and hanging clothes in wardrobes. Dad's hauling clear plastic bins, mothers dragging overstuffed suitcases, and little brothers and sisters carrying backpacks with plush dragons or bears poking out the top were scattered around the front lawn.

She turned off her car and climbed out, unable to keep the smile from forming. She was finally at Ground University, the place she’d been dreaming with her dad since she was little. She touched the slightly oversized watch on her wrist, her smile turning wistful as a small wave of grief hit her. She closed her eyes breathing in the smell of teen spir-her eyes flashed open and she bit her cheek to contain her laugh. If her thoughts were getting that cliched that was a sign to stop dawdling and check in.

She walked up to one of the neon-shirt wearing residential assistants, a tall pretty girl with a name tag that said ‘Anya’. Anya nodded as Clarke approached and asked. “Hi, need some help?”

“Hi, where do I go to check in?”

“Check in is over there,” She pointed to the table with a short queue in front of it and three neon shirts seated with letter ranges on signs in front of them. Clarkes nodded, gave a small smile and walked over,. She could feel the excitement bubbling up in her. She was finally here.

💙💙💙💙

Bellamy sighed as he navigated the cars and families dispersed on the street, but couldn’t keep the smile off his face. He could see O bouncing in her seat, beaming as she turned her head around trying to take it all in. Bellamy glanced down at the directions he’d written out, turning in to the drive in front of Octavia’s soon to be dorm.

Bellamy turned off the car, looking to Octavia to see her already getting out, running up to one of the resident assistants scattered about in bright T-shirts. He shook his head, but couldn’t keep the fond smile off his face. Octavia deserved this. She had always chafed under their overly strict mother, and after she’d died and been sent to live with a foster family for a year she’d had a lot of rage. It had taken Bellamy forever to get set up in a job and get custody for his sister. She deserved to have something she was excited about.

“Bell!” Octavia skidded to a halt in front of him, her smile taking up her entire face. She grabbed his hand and began dragging him over to the queue where other students and families were gathered. “ They said I need to check in and grab my key and then I can start taking things in. Bell I’m so excited to start classes and…”

Bellamy listened to his sister absentmindedly, taking in the campus. There were at least four blue-light emergency poles scattered in view of the dorm and from what he could see of the incoming freshman there were more girls than guys living in this dorm. The corner of his mouth lifted, those were two less things to worry about. He turned his attention forward back to his sister as he heard Octavia ask someone where they were from.

“Connecticut. I drove down by myself.” The blonde who had been in front of them in the queue was talking to Octavia. She was beautiful, with long blond curls and bright blue eyes. Those eyes snagged on something in his memory, like a word on the tip of his tongue. It slipped away as Bellamy’s gaze caught on the watch on her wrist, a frown forming as he realized it was the type of watch that would cost him more than he’d make in a month. He tuned in closer to their conversation.

“So how’d you pick Ground?” Octavia was tying back her hair into a quick messy braid.

“My dad. This was his Alma mater. We talked about me going to school here since I was little.”

Bellamy couldn’t hold back the scoff. Here was another legacy brat getting into college because of daddy’s money. He turned as he felt a gaze boring into the side of his face. The blonde was glaring at him, her blue eyes crackling like blue flames. He raised an eyebrow and smirked. “Help you with something Princess?”

💙💙💙💙

Clarke could feel the pissed off feeling growing in her chest. She crossed her arms, gazing up at the asshole behind the dark haired girl Clarke had been speaking with. She had said hello when Clarke glanced back and caught her eye, skipping over their names and asking Clarke where she was from and if her family was here. When Clarke’s eye had snagged on the y’all guy next to her, she’d waved at him vaguely saying he was her older brother. He was hot, with bronze skin, dark curls, and eyes the color of cinnamon. There was something familiar about those eyes but the feeling slipped away before she could catch it. Too bad his attitude ruined it. She could feel the dislike rolling off him in waves.

“Seems to me you’re the one with the problem. After all, you clearly had a comment on something I said?” Clarke raised one of her own eyebrows, not wavering from their stare down.

He smirked. “Not at all Princess.”

Clarke held back the flinch that nickname brought. She opened her mouth to respond when His sistertapped her arm pointing to where the Residential Counselor behind the A-G sign was smiling and waving.

Clarke gave the dark-haired girl a smile and a quick, “I’ll see you around,”before walking up. She filled out the form as the RA chattered at her about rules and what to do if she got lost or locked out. She could hear the two siblings behind her arguing.

“-the hell? You didn’t have to be rude. I was making a new friend,” She heard the girl with the unfortunate brother snap.

“You don’t need a friend like that O. Did you see her watch? Or hear her when she said her dad got her into this school?” He scoffed again. “She’s clearly another privileged brat here on Daddy’s dime.”

Clarke’s back stiffened and she could feel herself turn to ice as rage washed through her body. She gave a mechanical smile to the chipper RA handing her form and ID to the RA. She could still hear the siblings going back and forth but she wasn’t listening anymore. She focused on what the RA was saying, trying to keep her rage contained so she didn’t go off in front of her new classmates and their families. She took back her ID and key, not even turning to wave at, too afraid that seeing the asshole’s face would set her off.

💙💙💙💙

Bell had no idea why the nickname had slipped out. He was so careful not to use it, it had always been reserved for one person, someone he hadn’t seen in years. And back then it had always been used alongside happy laughter and wide smiles. He had no idea why this girl had caused him to slip. Maybe it was the hair or the eyes making him think of her. But it couldn’t be her, wherever she was, she would have already been as junior in college not this freshman brat.

Bell glanced at Octavia and frowned at the disappointment on her face as the blonde girl left without a goodbye. His gaze lingered on her as she walked up to a black BMW. He rolled his eyes and shook his head. He’d called it. O didn’t need friends like that. He’d spent the last three years at this university as a janitor, watching a parade of privileged brats piss away an opportunity he could only dream of. He didn’t want someone like that getting Octavia into trouble.

Octavia didn’t even look at him as she checked in grabbing her key and storming back to their car. He rubbed the back of his neck knowing he’d have to deal with the silent treatment over the next few hours as they moved her in. Octavia had already grabbed her backpack and a duffel and Bellamy jogged to catch up as she started toward the dorm, clearly not waiting for him. He grabbed her duffel and plastic bin stuffed with various odds and ends and ran to catch up with her.

He followed her through the hallways full of overly emotional parents and excited freshman. They went up a flight of stairs to the third floor before walking down the hall a bit, stopping in front of room 102. The RA had tacked two tags to the bulletin board on the door. The door tags were shaped like stars, one said Octavia Blake. Bellamy was staring at the other.

He’d not heard that name since he was nine. Clarke Griffin. His best friend until they had had to move away. It couldn’t be the same one, the chances were so unlikely. He felt a sense of foreboding start to grow in his stomach but he couldn’t place why.

Octavia opened the door, pausing in the threshold. As Bellamy looked over Octavia’s shoulder, his gaze caught on the girl from outside, her eyes opened wide with surprise. “Princess…?”

Any blame can be directed toward @historyofbellarke and @animmortalist for encouraging me to do this 😂

#bellarke #the 100 #bellarke fanfiction #bellarke drabble #the 100 bellarke #the 100 fanfiction #bellarke fanfic #blarke wine club

[generaldisdainn]

Four of a Kind

AO3 Link

Rating: MA (for eventual smut)

Summary:  After accepting a job as the head of marketing for a local animal shelter, Anna finds herself in a new city in need of a place to live. Luckily, 3 guys know just the place.

Previous chapter

Chapter 4

Kristoff was eating a bowl of cereal when his phone buzzed. It was the group chat: Loft Hoes.

“Isn’t that like, demeaning to women or something?” Kristoff had asked the group after Sven brought up the name for their loft group chat. It had been “loft bros” for as long as he could remember, but Sven proposed the change after Anna was added to the chat. “Besides, I’m not even a hoe!”

“I’m a hoe!” Sven proudly announced.

“I love it,” Anna exclaimed. “Let’s do it.” And so the name stuck.

Anna had sent a message to the group. “Hey, I left my laptop at home and I need it for work. :(((( Can someone plz plz plz bring it to me? It should be on the kitchen counter.”

Kristoff sighed and typed out a response.

“I got it.”

“!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! <3 <3 <3 <3 Thank you!!!!!” was Anna’s reply.

“Absolute legend,” Sven sent.

Kristoff ate the rest of his cereal, grabbed her laptop bag, and headed out to her work.

Anna sent him the address. She worked at an animal shelter just a few minutes downtown, so it wasn’t out of the way or anything. He was actually excited to see what her office was like. Maybe he would even catch a glimpse of her at work.

He walked in and was greeted by a gentle smile and a warm welcome from the receptionist.

���Can I help you?” she asked.

“Hi, I just have something to drop off for Anna Arendelle.”

As soon as he said that, he heard his name being called. He looked up, and there was Anna, bounding down the steps that he assumed lead up to offices. She seemed so happy to see him. It made his heart swell.

“Oh my god, thank you! You’re such a lifesaver,” she cried, throwing her arms around his neck and pulling him into a quick hug before grabbing the laptop from the table.

Kristoff was too shocked to do anything except melt into her just a bit. The hug was brief. He didn’t have time to hug her back, but he felt warmth and light for a moment before it quickly dissipated when she pulled away.

“Since you’re here, do you want to look around? We just got a new litter of puppies and they're so cute. You can see them if you want. I mean, only if you want to, I don’t want to force you or anything, especially if you have anything you need to do-”

“Calm down, feistypants,” he teased. “That sounds really nice.”

A week or so ago he probably would have declined her offer. He would have made up some excuse as to why he couldn’t stick around and head back home. But since he stopped trying so hard with her, he’d grown to enjoy her presence. He genuinely wanted her to show him around.

Anna grinned and bounced up on her toes. It was nice to see her in her element. At home she tended to second guess herself; seeing her here for the first time, she seemed more confident and self-assured than ever. He liked this side of her, he decided.

Anna headed into the main room and motioned for Kristoff to follow her. “Come on!”

She brought him out into a large room with little cages and pens where rescued cats sat and meowed at passersbys.

“These are all of our cats and kittens that are ready for adoption, but we have plenty more who still need shots and assessments and all that good stuff before they’re ready to be out here on the floor,” Anna explained. She leaned down and wagged her finger between the bars of one of the enclosures. A tiny kitten swatted at her playfully. “This guy’s my favorite. Don’t tell the others,” she joked.

Kristoff leaned down to take a look at the little kitten and smiled. He was sweet. His eyes were warm and friendly, with a hint of mischievous behind them. “I can see why you like him,” Kristoff agreed.

Anna led him back through a door marked ‘Employees Only’. “It’s okay, you’re with me,” she said with a smile when she noticed his slight hesitation. She brought him into a small room, and he was immediately greeted with small yaps and barks. Nails skidded on the linoleum as the puppies ran to see who was at the door.

“Hi, guys!” Anna cooed, getting down on her knees to pet the little babies. “These guys were found all alone in a box in the middle of a park. The mom never showed up, so we’ve been bottle feeding them and making sure they’re good and socialized, yes we have, yes we have!” she said, ruffling one of the puppies’ ears and speaking to it in a baby tone.

He joined Anna on the floor and laughed as one of the tiny puppies scampered up into his lap. Their knees were touching, and Kristoff tried to convince himself that he didn’t feel something between them.

“That one likes you,” Anna decided as the puppy began to lick his face.

Kristoff smiled at her statement and watched her as she threw a ball for the puppies. Her smile was radiant and her laugh sent a surge of warmth through his body.

At first, he thought she was only nice around him to secure her place in the loft. But he had soon come to realize that it wasn’t any sort of act. She was just a nice person. She brought home cookies from work and stopped by the store on the way home if she knew they were running low on something. She watered Ryder’s plants when he forgot (and he forgot a lot), let Sven sing as loudly as he wanted around the house, and was a better person to Kristoff than he thought he deserved.

Outside of his small circle of friends and family, Kristoff wasn’t used to “nice” for the sake of being nice. He was used to “nice” if someone wanted something from him or “nice” because people were scared of him. He was used to contempt. He was used to betrayal. But Anna was kind and thoughtful and sweet for all of the right reasons. He knew that as he watched the way her eyes lit up when he picked up one of the puppies and held it close to his chest.

“My family used to have a dog that looked like these guys,” Kristoff started suddenly.

Anna looked at him with kind eyes that urged him to continue.

“He was a good dog. I grew up with him. I don’t know why my parents didn’t get another dog after he died.”

Anna nodded thoughtfully. “My childhood pet was a cat. Poor thing- I used to chase her around with my sister. I thought she was mean, but I’d be pissed too if some toddler was always running after me. We both mellowed out when we got older, and soon she was, like, my best friend. I loved that cat so much.”

“Is that why you wanted to go into this kind of work?” Kristoff asked.

“I think so. That, and...” she hesitated, suddenly looking down toward the ground. Her nose scrunched in concentration.

“You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to,” Kristoff offered, suddenly worried he had said something wrong.

“No, it’s okay,” she said, offering him an easy smile. “After we—my sister and I—moved away from our parents, that cat was always there for me. She slept with me and cuddled with me when I cried. I kinda realized how beautiful animals can be and how much they can mean to us.” Anna stroked one of the puppies thoughtfully as she continued. “I really love working with animals because...I feel like I’m giving animals a chance to be loved, and a chance to love people back.” She paused for a moment. “Sorry, that’s probably more than you wanted to know.”

“No, don’t be sorry. That’s a really nice story,” Kristoff said, unsure of what else to say.

“Thanks,” Her smile was soft and almost sad, but the look in her eyes swam with appreciation for his kind words. “What about you? Why did you go into construction?”

Kristoff laughed then. “I didn’t really seek out construction work, it just kinda happened. I needed a job out of high school and the pay was good, so I took it, and I’ve been in it ever since.”

Anna nodded. “That’s totally fair. You knew what you wanted and you went after it.”

Kristoff smiled. “Maybe you’re right.”

“I know I’m right. I’m right about everything,” she teased. She got to her feet.

“Wow, your modesty is inspiring,” he said, rising to stand as well and playfully nudging her.

“As much as I love this, I do have to get back to work,” Anna sighed. She seemed disappointed to be leaving him and he found himself feeling the same. “I’ll walk you out though?” She said it like a question.

“Yeah, that would be nice,” he replied.

He lingered in the lobby, not wanting to leave and wanting to hug her, to tell her how much he enjoyed her company and how he wanted to come back again sometime or maybe watch a movie in the loft tonight or-

“Thanks for my laptop,” she said, placing a hand on his arm and smiling earnestly at him. “And for seeing the puppies with me.”

“Are you kidding me? Thank you - those puppies were the highlight of my week.”

Anna laughed. “You can come back anytime and I’ll let you back there.”

Kristoff smiled. He hoped she meant it.

He felt soft and light as he walked out to his car, full of something that he hadn’t felt in a long time. He had the unmistakable feeling of butterflies in his stomach and the lingering feeling of her hand gently resting on his arm. Kristoff shut the door of his car and placed his head on the steering wheel. He was fucked.

#Kristanna #kristanna fanfic #frozen fanfic #fanfiction #frozen

[multsicorn]

Is Wei Wuxian your fave? Please do the meme with answers about Wei Wuxian. Thank you

[HELLO you sent me this like? weeks ago? I am answering it now!]

haha YES he IS!  (Which is very convenient, that, when one’s favorite character is also the protagonist - it means that my priorities and the show’s tend to be pretty well in alignment.)

(and why are you asking me when you’re not even in this fandom!  but I

[this is really RIDICULOUSLY long, btw.]

How I feel about this character

I love him so much OMG… I was just thinking, yesterday or maybe this morning, that it’s early to tell, y’know, but he might join my ~FAVORITES OF ALL TIME.~

He is just!  Set up so well, (~it’s cheating,~ no, that was gonna be a post), he loses so fucking much (parents, foster family/home, newly created found family/home, beloved sister, #it’s complicated wrt beloved brother, um, magical ability (#it’s complicated), hm, DIES), and he also - gets? does? etc. so fucking much.  He’s good at way too many things tbh, at fighting and playing the flute (it’s also a form of fighting, it’s a magical flute), at charming people and inventing ~NEW MAGICS~ and… pissing people off? that’s a skill lol?  He takes up farming/gardening, cause he rescued a bunch of prisoners of war who need something to eat, (and he misses food from home); he takes up raising a very small boy (he says! miss me with saying he’s not!) as his own, because someone needed to, because he was one of those same prisoners of war.

He NEVER FUCKING STOPS, no matter what anyone thinks, no matter the cost.  He’ll take a curse mark on himself or go into a dangerous trance or (any number of other things that happen in the plot) for someone he doesn’t know, or doesn’t like… just because he thinks he can, is a lot of it, and isn’t that fascinating.  And because he can, he couldn’t not.

What I meant, though, re: ~the man is non-stop!~, is: he does it with a smile, a laugh, a joke.  A bowl of wine and a delighted stroll through the woods, looking around at the leaves, or a stop at a stall selling snacks or cute ornaments.  He’s always working, always thinking, always playing - and! these are the same thing! for him!  Even though his play definitely can get more physical than anything else, there’s always still this alertness looking around for an unexpected trick.  And the work he chooses to do, not the fighting, but invention and the studying to back it up, traveling and helping people with their monster/ghost/spirit problems… that’s play, for him, it’s fun.  There’s always something new and interesting to see or find or learn or make.

All the people I ship romantically with this character

LAN WANGJI aka his canonical soulmate/boyfriend/husband/cultivation partner, the one who knows him!, my heart.  Howwww… can I explain their connection?  They love each other, of course, and probably more importantly, they get each other… they trust each other, they work so well together, they make each other so happy.  That’s one of the things that I love, that although they’re both people who are highly liked and/or admired generally in their society on a superficial level, that they’re both fucking weird people?  Wei Wuxian is charming and Lan Wangji is impeccably virtuous (and they’re both very talented), but when you get to know them, Wei Wuxian never fucking shuts the fuck up and Lan Wangji will barely say one single word… they’re both a lot to handle, in a number of different ways!  But they.  Just like each other, a lot.

And the trust between these two.  Slays me.  Wei Wuxian lets Lan Wangji hold a sword to his throat, cause he knows Lan Wangji will know if he’s ~gone too far.~  Lan Wangji defies his clan, his family, the whole cultivation world, for Wei Wuxian, because he knows, that Wei Wuxian is and was right.  They pursue justice, goodness, together… they find it in each other.

People try to set up an opposition between ‘marry your best friend’ and ‘star crossed lovers’ high-drama types of scenarios?  But these epic losers (she says with love) are both… there’s no reason why not, after all.  And I love ‘em SO MUCH.

JIANG CHENG, who is is his foster brother.  Usually I’m not one for incest?  It only tends to be something I ship when a sibling bond between characters is broken, or twisted, … or fails to really exist in the case of Luke/Leia type scenarios.  (I have never watched a Star War, but I did read Splinter of the Mind’s Eye, okay.)  The relationship between Wei Wuxian and Jiang Cheng (and their sister, Jiang Yanli), very very much does exist, but… Jiang Cheng stabbed his sword into the rock of the cliff that Wei Wuxian was hanging off of, and yelled at him to go to hell.  And Wei Wuxian finished yeeting himself off the cliff, and D I E D.

(it’s totally a romantic setup!  what!?)

Anyway, they both really really love each other, they need to reconcile ASAP PLZ, and pairs of characters who both really really love each other but also have deeply conflicted and fucked up and sometimes even murdery intentions towards each other are extremely my jam.  I want to smush them together!  Mostly involving conversations, and extremely fraught invitations to visit, and small significant gestures.  But also sometimes involving sex, because… why not.

SOMETIMES JIANG YANLI, though only in concert with Jiang Cheng as an OT3, because if Jiang Yanli’s still alive… you can’t have two of the three siblings together ~like that~ without a third.  (So I guess this is the first exception that I’ve found so far to my usual pattern!  Of only shipping incest when it’s already all fucked up.  Jiang Cheng’s got enough fucked-up-ness for the all of them?).  Anyway, I would like to thank the scene where Jiang Yanli shows Wei Wuxian her wedding dress for including the line from Jiang Cheng ‘you don’t think she’d marry you!?’ (to which I always say, it’s okay, Jiang Cheng, no one is leaving you out! how very dare you).

Together the two of them (Jiang Yanli and Wei Wuxian) are sweet and mutually supportive, and simply the delight of fucking even further with societal expectation and rumor is not going to get me shipping that.  But as a threesome!  Jiang Cheng and Wei Wuxian struggle with issues of insecurity, of jealousy, vis-a-vis family, and poor Yanli - she’s always trying to be enough for both of them, for everyone, and it must be very hard, … she reconciles the two of them, it’s a pattern, and they’re more united in thinking she deserves the world than they are in anything else.  It can be fun to play with.

WEN NING!!  Wei Wuxian walked away from his family and set his face against the cultivation world for Wen Ning, and Wen Qing, and their followers.  He says he would’ve done it for anyone, but in fact he does it - the prison break, the dive all the way down into dark magic - for Wen Ning.  He brings Wen Ning back to life.  Which is a huge gift, but not necessarily one that Wen Ning would’ve accepted?  But.  He doesn’t get to be asked, he was dead.

And Wen Ning, in turn, is just ridiculously incredibly loyal to Wei Wuxian.  It’s part of how Wei Wuxian brought him back to life, but - he’s the knife in Wei Wuxian’s hand.  (That’s almost literally what his sister, Wen Qing, says).  That sort of intimacy, being a human weapon, turning over your own volition, (not voluntarily! but Wen Ning’s okay with the fact that it’s a thing that happens!), to someone else, is… man, it’s a lot.

And there’s also the things Wen Ning does control: after Wei Wuxian comes back from the dead, (so they’re undead buddies! ;) in different ways), he follows Wei Wuxian everywhere he goes.  Which causes some problems!  One cannot have a zombie everywhere, with one, at all times.  Even if he does save your life when you don’t expect needing it.  … so, anyway, they both do these huge amounts of things for each other.  They won’t give up on each other.  They keep trying to take care of each other - Wei Wuxian gives Wen Ning his sword to wield.  They never ever meant to depend on each other like this, but that’s what happened when they wouldn’t let go - and now they don’t need to, by the end of the story.  But that story is A LOT, and I want them closer, and also to fuck with the controlling-the-undead angle ;).

XUE YANG!  This is a never-ending list, lol.  Anyway, if Jiang Cheng was the answer of ‘ship my two favorite characters,’ this is very much the answer of ‘ship the two characters that are hottest to me.’  ;).  Anyway, I should point out that I don’t ship-ship them.  Xue Yang’s a mass-murdering sociopath.  And even if you can catch him in the plot before he goes all mass-murdery… Wei Wuxian would never love Xue Yang.  (Never-minding the distinction between ‘love’ and ‘in love with,’ he definitely loves all the above.)  But would Wei Wuxian fuck Xue Yang?  Maybe!  If you can set it up right.

(my current attempt stalled out with Xue Yang threatening to murder a small child in Wei Wuxian’s care, so… there’s no fucking in that case.)

Anyway.  They’re very similar in some ways.  They’re fearless, they really really hate boredom, they love to fuck around… just for fun.  They’re both curious!  When Xue Yang meets Wei Wuxian, for the first time, he asks him about the charm Wei Wuxian had invented that he’s fighting him with.  While they’re fighting.  (Which really strikes me as a very Wei Wuxian move.)  Pity about the being evil thing, lol.  But Xue Yang is a demonic cultivator who’s following on the magical paths that Wei Wuxian laid out… so a sorta teacher/disciple thing could be interesting.  Again!  If you could get around the killing people thing for just a second, before of course bringing it back in to smash everything down.

and that is, finally, all the major answers re: actively shipping, (really my main ships in this show are Wei Wuxian/almost everyone he significantly interacts with, and then I guess some other people who aren’t Wei Wuxian can also have some ships too?), but a few more quick answers I’d Definitely Read:

NIE HUAISANG in a friends-who-have-sex way back during their time in summer school together.  You can’t tell me Lan Wangji thought that he wasn’t walking in on a Wei Wuxian/Jiang Cheng/Nie Huaisang orgy, that one time!  You can’t tell me that Nie Huaisang lent Wei Wuxian gay porn book(s?) and never at least tittered about the idea!  Their friendship at that point isn’t all that deep but… I think they both might very well find it a fun way to ~let off steam,~ or whatever, and I’d be into it.

WEN QING, even though I really like the fact that her friendship with Wei Wuxian is a hundred percent platonic (yes, it is, I’ll fight you).  I love how they run the Burial Mounds together, I love the mutual sympathy and the mix of teasing and deadly seriousness in their dynamic, what I really want is SO MUCH MORE of just their friendship - and working-together partnership! - but, you see, I have a weakness, for friends who are not romantic!  Just friends!  But they fuck once or twice or in a while for fun, in between doing things that are more important.

(Also I particularly like when they’re exes who are better off as friends, in a modern AU?  Idk somehow it just feels like a perfect fit for these two.)

… and I realize belatedly that the question asked ‘romantically’ and not ‘non-romantic fuck-buddies’ and therefore half of my answers don’t even apply, but whatever, I do what I want, and honestly for non-OTP-level ships I’m just as likely to ship them as fuckbuddies as I am romantically.  So there, meme, I cannot be constrained.

My non-romantic OTP for this character

I COMPLETELY REFUSE TO CHOOSE: like, okay, fixing his relationship with his brother is the number-one most important thing to me about how canon ended.  So I guess??  I’d have to say that??  YUNMENG SHUANGJIE (the Pride Twins of Yunmeng) 4EVER, sure, definitely.  They both sacrificed everything for each other!  More importantly, to me, I think both… of them, just really miss each other a lot.  Jiang Cheng’s fucking furious at Wei Wuxian, and Wei Wuxian’s pretty much given up on making any sort of attempt to change that, but I love them both and want them both to have everything that they still can that they want in life, and that means each other.

But I also love Wei Wuxian’s friendship with Wen Ning!  And his friendship with Wen Qing!  So much!!!  They are ALSO family, okay, they made a new home together (and then it died) ;___;.

And then!!!  The way he relates to the kids!  Is just so wonderful.  I love how he tries to be the ‘cool uncle’ to Jin Ling, how he balances the side of ‘I was an obnoxious brat too at your age… and in fact I kinda still am!’ with being a very responsible and caretaking adult.  I love the way that he gets down in the mud and plays with Sizhui as A-Yuan, being silly, and is also so thrilled and proud of Sizhui as an adult.  So uh yeah these are all of my favorite things

My unpopular opinion about this character

Hmmm I’m not so sure what’s unpopular.  (Besides a lot of my non-canon-OTP ship choices, but those aren’t really ‘opinions about the character.’  I don’t think he’s likely in near-canon-verses to be with anyone besides his husband, I just like stories where it can happen!).

I think I’ll say: I think he’s generally a pretty happy person.  He hides suffering with smiles, certainly!  That’s what he does!  But even though he has lost a lot - and even though I think he feels guilt over some things, like his sister’s death, and his nephew’s being an orphan - he doesn’t tend to dwell, on either the sorrow or the guilt in his life.  He is genuinely pretty okay... and finds ways to be okay, even happy, even in the worst parts of his life, day-to-day!  Even in the Burial Mounds, for example, when he’s missing his family and his almost-not-quite-yet boyfriend, ... sometimes he drowns in the missing, yeah, but far more often he’s happy with the things and the people that he’s growing there.

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon

HE AND LAN WANGJI SHOULD HAVE KISSED???  That’s the most obvious and unarguable thing.  They’re together, they’re so fucking together… on the steps of Carp Tower, in ep 42?  Or maybe in the snowy night in the Jingshi, in ep 43, before the scene faded away (to black).  (And presumably multiple times in the eps after that, but, eh, whatever).  The only reason why this didn’t happen is censorship - though I do admit, I love all the post-canon get-together fics.

Also: HE SHOULD”VE STAYED AT CLOUD RECESSES???  With Lan Wangji???  Or Lan Wangji should’ve gone with him, to ~wander the world together,~ though personally I prefer the ‘Lan Wangji is Chief Cultivator’ ending.  Anyway the fact that they separated is bullshit, (although, yes, I know all about that reunion implied in the last scene, but it’s not really satisfactory imo)… but, again, censorship.  And, again, I love!  All the post-canon fics where Wei Wuxian wanders around for some time before he finally ~comes back home~ to Lan Wangji.

Also also: if we’re talking about artistic decisions that weren’t cause of censorship: he and Jiang Cheng should’ve thawed just a little.  Been just a little bit more hopeful.  Towards each other, at the end of the show.  Jiang Cheng wanting to say something, but not..?  It was very ow, to me, it’s not a bad ow, but it needs to be remedied.  Let Jiang Cheng find a way to be able to tell his brother he misses and still loves him, please.

#likearumchocolatesouffle #wei wuxian #the untamed

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theheartofmaria said:

Hey sorry to bother but I’ve checked the tags and can’t find this one: modernbucky who’s a mountain climber and dates steve(possible cap not sure) Bucky falls and wakes up in a train station with other Buckys and Steves and they’re all waiting for their counterpart to meet them there and they leave together. Pretty sure it’s multichaptered and the train station is one chapter only. Bucky is like #48 or something of the Buckys to show up. Please help! Thanks ♥️♥️

Anon sent in The Station by krycekasks, Queerily_kai (complete | 15,972 | T)

Anon 1 said:

hi there! I'm searching for a fic I can't remember the name of. Steve was a musician, Bucky got hired as bodyguard after his Winter Soldier years, they get closer. I think Steve gave him a mix tape where one of the songs triggerd Bucky, also there was a Stalker who left hundreds of roses on Steves tourbus. at the end Bucky got arested and they were trying to rip off his metal arm? I'm not too sure if the end sequence was the same fic to be honest....

Anon 2 said:

Hi! Do you know the fic where Steve gets jealous because Bucky's been hanging out with Peter and he invites same and Nat(?) over because he's lonely and Bucky comes home with Peter, realises Steve's jealous and asks Sam and Nat to take Peter home cause Steve's feeling neglected. Ive tried looking through fics tagged with jealousy and Peter Parker but I can't find it?? It leans more towards crack fic than serious. Please help!

Anon sent in Super Soldier Drug Reactions and Other Engineering Failures by AggressiveWhenStartled (oneshot | 9,419 | T)

cevansebb said:

hi guys i read this short fic where bucky “sold” his soul to a witch just so he can bring steve to live again? like revive him after he’s died?? he done it five times at that point. i forgot to save the link :( if you guys know which fic im talking about it’d be awesome thank you!

Anon sent in crawl home by biblionerd07 (oneshot | 2,307 | T)

whitewolfwintersoldier sent in A War Story* by thewriterofperfectdisasters (complete | 45,562 | M) *graphic violence, major character death

descendio said:

hello! I've looked all over for this fic but cannot find it - basically (modern) Bucky meets the avengers one by one or in pairs but doesn't know who they are? Sounds really vague but I'm pretty sure it's around 36k words and he's either dating Steve or ends up dating Steve. Thank you for your work!

Anon, whitewolfwintersoldier and miraishu sent in Brooklyn Baby* by sprinkle_of_cinnamon (oneshot | 33,725| M) *graphic violence

Anon 3 said: major character death

Hi, I was looking for a fic where the plot was that the super serum stopped working on Steve. It was a heartbreaking long fic detailing his and Bucky’s relationship as he got sicker and eventually died. There was a scene with Bucky visiting his grave that may have had art. I can’t find it anywhere on Ao3. Many thanks!

notasgeekyasidlike said: suicide attempt, character death

i've looked thru all the angst w a happy ending, suicide, depressed steve, steve's ptsd, etc. tags i can think of. i'm looking for a fic where steve "kills" the winter soldier, finds out he's Bucky, and steve's therapist is a bad guy and alive!bucky bursts in at the last second to stop him killing himself? plz xoxo

Anon and whitewolfwintersoldier sent in Brooklyn, Brooklyn Take Me In by Nightwing11 (oneshot | 8,035 | T)

Anon 4 said:

Hey! Thank you so much for your work! I read a fic once but I lost it. I remember that in the end Bucky's mother and his sister go to Steve's and Bucky's apartment and find their beds together and some other things that show that they were a couple. In the last chapter we see that the whole story was being told by a Bucky's relative (who I think was a lesbian) and she tells the boys that Bucky's mother accepted her and she thought that she would support Bucky as well

irishsaints sent in Dreamers With Empty Hands by girlbookwrm (complete | 41,803 | T)

the-stormy-princess said:

So, I know this is a huge longshot, but I've already searched AO3 with various filters. I'm searching for a fic where Steve is majorly depressed and paints all these fucked up paintings of various things that have happened to him. I know it wasn't alternate universe, in terms of Steve still being cap in the fic, but I really can't remember much. Its just been on my mind for weeks now, if yall have any ideas it would be hugely appreciated!

Anon sent in You and a Test of Will* by thepinupchemist (complete | 72,489 | E) *graphic violence

Anon 5 said:

Hi I'm looking for a fic where the theme is Bucky being very possessive and protective of Steve. However, near the end Natasha says, after a mission, something like"you guys really thing Barnes is the overly possessive one?". They turn to Steve who's yelling at Bucky for jumping in his way, then shoving him against a wall. Sorry, that's all I can remember. Thank you!

Anon 6 said:

Hey there! I really love your blog and I was wondering if you could help me find a fix? I've looked everywhere, tried every search I could think of, and still can't find it. Basically Bucky wants Steve quiet during sex so he can hear for asthmatic issues. He seems pretty serious about I and doesn't want Steve to say word. I think it's preserum Steve and I thought it was written this year though going back to try and find it didn't bring up any results. Any help is appreciated! Thank you!!

mashishi-shi said:

Ever heard of a story where Steve and Bucky adopt and they have like a pool party, and then like bucky and Steve go have sex while the pool party is happening, top!bucky BTW

doctorenterprise said:

I sent in an ask probably 2 months ago but didn’t see any answer. Trying again! I’m looking for a specific fic I read where Steve and Bucky were cops who raided the house of an old married couple who were drug dealers and apparently also weirdly into kink. Steve was all shy and didn’t get it, but then Bucky used a paddle on him right there in the basement. Steve was nervous out because they were on a job. If anyone has an idea of what fic this is, please help! I’ve been looking for ages. :)

Anon sent in Lawful Discovery by SoftObsidian74 (oneshot | 3,654 | M)

possibleplatypus said: major character death

Can anyone help me find this fic? I'm afraid it's been deleted. I remember there was a major character death tag and I think it happened after Civil War. Steve and Bucky are reunited and happy for a short time before the government catches up to them; there's a fight and Bucky is permanently paralyzed. He's brought to the US and sentenced to death and he doesn't want to appeal. Steve stays with him in prison and takes care of him. There was an illustration of tombstones at the end.

Anon sent in Twice* by DarkCaustic, Elendrien (complete | 52,006 | M) *major character death

Anon 7 said:

Hi! There’s this fic I read a long time ago and can’t find anymore :,) Basically Bucky works at a café and ends up moving across the street from Steve. Then Bucky ends up with amnesia and Steve lies about being his boyfriend to the hospital but Bucky ends up overhearing and thinking that Steve actually is his boyfriend.

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[julia-highstorms]

If Jane Was Here (Noah’s POV) - Ch. 14

Summary: ILITW by Noah’s point of view. Previous chapters here

Disclaimer: all characters belong to Pixelberry Studios and some dialogues are from the game. Gender neutral MC.

Author’s Note: I’ll be posting the final chapters + AU ending throughout the ILITW Appreciation Week!

Rating: M (you know… violence, death, betrayal, etc)

Pairing: Noah x MC

Word count: 1984

Tagging @kurbqa-deactivated20180730 @miragemeister @yertletheturtle04 @mysteriouslady4 @klaudiana-beaumontkkreal @katiehawkeyebishop @melchann @hippiekiyay @lovethemarshalltwins @american-duchess @jadedpixiescribbles @gameofstrangerwars @american-duchess @blackheartdreams @indiacater @nuttatulipa @lcnelywclf @sazanes @mmmmmmyyyah @ietss @choicesaholic

Chapter 14 - In The Dark

They all gasped in shock as they found themselves face to face with Dan, as he stepped out of the woods.

“Dan…” - MC mumbled in shock.

“In the flesh.”

“What do we do, MC? Th-these aren’t dirt monsters… they’re real people!”

“Lily’s right. If we hurt them…” - Stacy agreed by the other girl’s side.

“Yesss, don’t hurt poor Tom… make Andy sad…”

“Poor Andy…” - grinning, Ben nudged Tom, and they both slinked away into the trees, Me. Cooper following them a moment later.

Alone, Dan looked at the gang of terrified teenagers, his eyes glitching wickedly:

“Friends….”

“Don’t do this… Dan, I don’t wanna fight you…” - MC was almost pleading.

“Yes… don’t fight… CoMe PLaY…” - he stepped backward, deeper into the trees, vanishing into the dark.

“Ugh. I don’t like this.”

“Yeah, pretty sure nobody’s stoked right now.” - Noah told the cheerleader. Lucas looked agitated by his side:

“We can do this, I know we can. We just need to stick together.”

Ava looked skeptically at him:

“Sure, that’ll work right up to the point where Mr. Red’s undead minions drag us into his lair like they did to Andy.”

“Ava’s right… what happens if Mr. Red manages to separate us?”

“He has gotten pretty good at that…” - Noah said, completing Lily’s thought, putting on a scared face. He knew that was exactly what Jane would probably do.

“It doesn’t matter if we break apart… as long as we find each other again.” - MC gripped on Noah’s shoulder. - “No matter what he throws at us, no matter how long it takes, we’ll find each other. We will always find each other.”

MC looked around at their friends, and one by one, they nodded, feeling ready to enter the woods. Even their pets seemed ready.

And, sterling themselves, they strode forward into the trees…

‍Fog swirled around their ankles as they wade deep into the forest. Ghostly laughter echoed softly between the trees.

“Everyone keep your eyes peeled…” - MC muttered, with that stubbornly brave scowl in their face.

Lily shuddered, hanging herself against the cold:

“If we get out of this, I’m n-never stepping foot in the woods again.”

“I mean… even after we save Andy and Dan… we’re still gonna have to figure out a way to seal Mr. Red, right?”

“Don’t think about that right now. We can’t afford to get distracted.” - Noah answered to Ava’s question blankly. There was only one way to seal Mr. Red and he knew exactly how.

Everyone plays together…

“DissSsSsStrAcTEd?”

They all stopped in their tracks as wicked laughter rang in the air, seeming to come from every direction at once.

“Hey! Why don’t you come here and face us instead of sneaking around?” - Stacy barked to the trees.

“Sneaking… more…”

“...fun.” - Ben creeped out of the shadows, his teeth glinting in the dim moonlight. - “GoiNG to HuRt… brEAk yoUR bOnEs…”

“So… how committed are we to the whole ‘not murdering this guy’ thing?”

“Ava, we can’t just kill people…” - Lucas crouched down and picked up a sturdy branch. - “However, given that this is self-defense… I’m sure the authorities will understand if he loses a few teeth.”

“My man.” - the witch girl grinned as she cracked her knuckles, leering at Ben… who began to chuckle.

“What's so funny?” - MC snapped at him.

“So brave… Not for long.”

They heard more laughter behind them, and turned to see Dan leaning against a tree, flanked by four snarling creatures.

“Brought some friends… play nice.” - he said, pointing to the monsters, who bounded forward, their fangs bared.

One of them heading straight for Noah and Lily.

“DIE, SKELETON!” - he yelled as they threw rock at it.

“Um, aren’t they sorta dead already?”

“Less talking, more throwing!”

She scored a direct hit, knocking the creature down so that he could finish it off, burying it beneath rocks.

After they all defeated the vine creatures, they scanned the clearing, no sign of Ben, Dan or any more monsters.

“Guess they snuck off while we—”

“Guys, wait!” - Stacy interrupted MC, her eyes wide. - “Someone’s missing!”

Noah felt a cold shiver down his spine.

Jane was here.

And she was following according to the plan.

“Oh crap… Lucas!”

“Exactly! Did anyone see where he went?!”

“He was here just a second ago… wasn’t he?”

“I… I’m not sure! I thought he was right behind me, but…”

“He’s gotta be close by! Lucas? Lucas!” - he started shouting, though he knew where the missing boy probably was…

They all heard a low chuckle, and turned just in time to see Mr. Cooper vanish behind a tree.

“One down…”

“Son of a—” - Ava started forward, but Stacy grabbed her by the arm.

“Don’t! They’re trying to separate us!”

“Stacy’s right. We need to—”

“AAAAHHHH!!!!” - Lily screamed as Ben exploded from the bushes, putting her in a headlock.

“Got you…”

Ava started forward, brandishing her knife threateningly:

“Hold on! I’ll— OW!” - a vine snapped around her wrist, its thorns biting into her skin. MC promptly rushed over to her, snatching her knife, and slicing through the vine in one quick motion. - “Damn, MC. Nice move.”

“No problem.” - they said, tossing Ava’s knife back to her.

“Help me!” - Lily cried as a sneering Ben started to drag her toward the trees. MC dove forward, managing to grab hold of her hands.

All around them, the woods came to life with tangling vines and brambles.

“Get off me!” - Noah cursed as the vines wrapped around his legs.

“MC!” - as he freed himself from those vines, the boy heard Lily’s scream and a second later, she was gone, swallowed up by the dark undergrowth.

“No no no…” - Stacy screamed, and they all staggered as the woods suddenly shifted around them.

“The hell was that?!”

“I don’t—” - but before MC could answer Ava, the earth heaved beneath their feet, sending the remaining teenagers to the ground as the woods continued to spin…

...And then‍, they fell into darkness.

Noah jerked into wakefulness. Everything was cold and dark around him.

“Noah…” - he felt a shiver when he heard that ghostly voice calling for him.

“Jane?” - the boy looked around, spotting his twin shadowy figure floating nearby. He was in the familiar cavern beneath the ruins. Where Jane died ten years ago. - “Huh… what happened?”

“JanE… diSTraCtEd!”

“Okay… cool.” - he glanced nervously around him. Old and familiar chairs were set in a circle. - “Are you sure… this is going to work…?”

“YeS!”

“Okay… cool.” - he suddenly reminded of Andy’s phone in his pocket. He took it out and sent a text. Just to make sure that his friends would be there soon, together.

Andy: “where are you guys?”

MC texted back a couple of minutes after:

MC: “we’re coming! Where r u?!”

Andy: “by the ruins”

Andy: “hiding”

Andy: “my leg’s messed up i can’t run if they find me”

Andy: “plz hurry, something really weird’s going on here”

MC: “on our way”

MC: “just hold on!!!”

He put the phone back to his jacket pocket. His sister floating patiently near him, watching him expectantly.

“They’re coming.”

“CoMInG to PLaY!” - she beamed and he nodded.

“...And you remember, right? Our deal.” - Jane looked in confusion at him. - “I… I’ll take your place. No one else has to die. Okay?” - she just smiled at him, nodding slowly. - “Okay… cool.” - he said again, feeling the guilty a little less unbearable.

That was the only way.

Suddenly, he heard his friends' voices from outside the ruins. He ran upstairs and saw his friends being forced step by step toward the ruins by Jane’s monsters.

“Guys! This way!” - he called from the stone door, catching the gang’s attention.

“Noah?! Thank goodness you’re okay! We were worried the monsters got to you!” - MC exclaimed in relief.

“I… I’m glad you’re okay too.” - that took him by surprise. He didn’t know they cared that much about him. He quickly composed himself. - “But these monsters are gonna get everyone if you guys don’t get inside quick!”

“You want us to go in there?!” - Lily pointed to where he was.

“You got a better idea?”

His friends looked at each other uncertainty… until MC spoke up:

“I don’t think we have a choice. You guys help Andy inside, I’ll cover our retreat.”

As MC turned to bravely face the slowly advancing handle, Noah rushed everyone inside.

“Good to see you, Noah.” - Dan clasped in his shoulder.

“Yeah… yeah, same. Now hurry!”

“It’s so dark in here…” - Stacy murmured.

“And cold…” - Lily completed.

“Follow me, guys.” - he said, helping Lucas carry Andy.

“This place is way bigger than it looks.” - Ava observed, trying to not stumble.

“Uh… Noah, where are you taking us?” - the Class President asked as they started descending the stairs toward the cave beneath the ruins.

“tAKiNg YoU to PlaY!” - Jane suddenly appeared by their side, startling everyone.

“What the f—” - but before Ava could finish her sentence, all of his friends were tied to the chairs by invisible bonds.

“What’s going on?!” - Andy tried to free himself but it was useless, especially with his leg in that state.

“Please, calm down, everyone…” - Noah said, taking Ava’s knife from the floor beside him. - “Everything will make sense in a minute…”

“Noah?!” - Lily looked in terror to him.

“Did you know about all this?!” - Stacy yelled, her eyes glaring at him. - “DID YOU?!”

“Noah, why are you doing this?” - Dan looked at him with sad and desperate eyes.

“You guys don’t understand… that’s the only way…”

That was the only way.

“Noah, free us now!” - Lucas ordered, but the beanie boy turned toward the staircase. There still was missing just one person.

MC.

He heard his friends calling for him as he walked upstairs.

Noah found MC in the clearing, facing the monsters.

“MC, come on! Everyone else is inside!”

He saw his friend making a break for the ruins, turning back to take one last look at their pursuers, when they reached the door.

“TiMe to PLaY…” - Ben said with a wicked grin.

“Come on!”

Nodding, MC stepped through the door and into the dark space inside, stopping in the middle of the room, squinting in the darkness.

“Wait, where’s everybody?” - they asked as Noah turned away from the door, both hands in the pocket of his jacket. In one pocket, there was Andy’s phone. In the other, he held Ava’s knife tightly.

“They’re all waiting for us downstairs.”

“Downstairs?! You mean in the cavern? What the hell, Noah?! We can’t go down there!”

“Why not?”

“Because it’s exactly what Redfield wants! We need to get everyone out of there!”

The boy walked toward them, smiling reassuringly.

“Hey, it’s okay. I’ve figured it all out.”

“Huh? Figured what—” - But before they could finish their question, Noah suddenly lunged forward, grabbing hold of their arm. - “Hey!” - MC struggled, trying to break free of his grip… and a cell phone fell from his pocket. - “Wha… that’s Andy’s phone! Why do you have Andy’s phone?!”

“I… I needed everyone to come here. It’s the only way.”

That was the only way.

“Noah… Why are you doing this? We’re your friends! How could you lure us right into Redfield’s hands?!” - he could see hurt and betrayal in MC’s eyes.

“You don’t understand…” - Noah murmured, feeling a lump forming in his throat. He pulled his other hand from his pocket, holding Ava’s knife. - “Redfield’s not here anymore. He hasn’t been here for ten years.”

Blade held against MC’s throat, Noah nodded down at the floor… at the name ‘Redfield’ carved into the stone. All around, the darkness thrummed with energy. A cold presence liked the room, one that is both completely alien… and terribly familiar.

“No…” - MC murmured, momentarily stopping to struggle in his arms, as they watched in horror an unseen hand reaching out, drawing a thin line through the word that was written so many years ago…

Redfield

Jane

Jane is here.

#ilitw appreciation week #if jane was here #noah marshall #it lives in the woods #ilitw #playchoices #ilitw fanfic #choices fanfic #playchoices fanfic

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Rakha Bandhan Wishes

Raksha Bandhan Messages

Connect with your siblings and sisters by sending Rakhi Messages through this site! We guarantee to distribute your genuine Rakhi Greetings on this page alongside your name and the name of your kin. Meanwhile appreciate the sweetness of sibling sister relationship through these adorable Raksha bandhan messages sent by cherishing bhaiyas and behnas.

Rakhi Messages for Sister ..|.. Rakhi Messages for Brother

Dear Sister...

To My Most Loving Sis... 

My Sister, My Friend,

We have experienced a great deal,

Some unpleasant occasions,

Some tragic occasions,

Some fun occasions,

Some great occasions,

A few times I'll always remember,

What's more, some time I wish I could,

You are not just my sister,

In any case, my closest companion I would ever have,

We have experienced much together,

What's more, I trust there are all the more great ones to come.

Phoolon Ka Taaron Ka Sabka Kehna Hai

Ek Hazaron Mein Meri Behna Hai

Sari Umar Tuje Kush Dekna Hai

I say thanks to God for giving me you as a little sister. Blessed messengers of God Protect you from all challenges. Continue Smiling dependably.

Goodness! God a debt of gratitude is in order for giving me a sweet Sister. Secure her as an apple of your eyes. Offer solidarity to my sister when she faces any issues. Lets all her ailment, troubles, tears comes unto me. Give joy and bliss in her life. Till an amazing finish I need to be her adoring sibling, who manage and Love her. Favor her Family and her Future.

Much thanks to You God

My Dearest sister

Inside this little interim of time you become some portion of my life. As my dearest companion, as my cherishing sister to share everything. My heart full rakhi wishes to you...

With heaps of affection

Rakhi Messages

Dear Didi,

On the off chance that one day you have a craving for CRYING...

Call me!

I guarantee that I will make you LAUGH.

On the off chance that one day you need to RUN AWAY because of issues...

Try not to be reluctant to call me!

I guarantee that I will spur you to FIGHT against stresses.

What's more, If one day you would prefer not to LISTEN to anybody...

Call me!

I guarantee to be there for you, and to hear you out VERY QUIET.

Furthermore, at whatever point you need me, however can't speak, Simply murmur in your heart,

I will be there as soon as humanly possible - Just before you...

My heartiest wishes to the most Lovely sister on earth "The Earth".

Hello,

Upbeat Raksha Bandhan to every one of you. Sorry I can't be here this week. Subsequently just to tell every one of you that you are the best individuals I have had in my life. I will dependably be there for you.

I miss you particularly now as you are far away in USA. My endowments and love are dependably with you!!

Hello didi,

Kaise kahoon ki I miss u definitely

aap ki zindagi me - khushiyon ki bahaar ho,

kaamiyabi aapke kadam choome,

This year my hands are unfilled however you in every case live in my heart.

Cherish you didi

To my most Loving Sis,

Hello da, Wish you an exceptionally glad Raksha Bandhan. This day is approach to reinforce the bond between us. On this exceptional day, I think about the days that we have spent together and shared our emotions. I'm so fortunate to have a sister like you da. I appeal to God for you, everything you could ever want and points work out as expected in this year. Uncommon Rakhi wishes for my most cherishing Sis. Take care da.

Your Lovable Anna

Hello Ishwar(God) mai tujhase bahut pyar karta hu,

Tujh standard mai apna sab kuchh nyochhavar karta hu,

Standard mai apni bahan standard tujhase jayada visvas karta hu.

Ho agar khata kabhi tu maf karna mujhe aur meri bahan ko,

Dena pade yadi saja, to dena mujhe, bacha lena meri bahan ko.

Meri bahan lakho, karoro me nahi, balki is duniya me sirf ek hai,

Slack jaaye usako meri saari umar, yadi is vasundhara standard koi bhi nek hai.

Dhanyavaad deta hu tujhako, hai us standard mujhko naaj,

Hello Gudiya garv karega tujh standard aane wala poora samaj.

Rakhi ki dehr sari badhyi sabhi bahano ko....

Hey Chhoti,

I don't have my very own sister, however "CHHOTI" whom I consider more than my genuine sister is more commendable than my life. One thing that I have learnt in nowadays is that you can get anything in your life, yet without a cherishing sister, you life is deficient. The reason is that at whatever point you need to share your torment, misery, distress, inconvenience and so forth, you can get your sister standing other than of you. Warmth from sisters is an incredible matter of arrangement for any sibling. In this way, Guys who do have sister, love and regard her and guarantee to remain by her in each snapshot of her life.Happy Raksha Bandhan to each sibling and sister. I thank my sister "CHHOTI" for being there with me in my life.

My Sister, I wish u a Happy Raksha Bandhan. I miss u particularly now as u r far away in USA. My favors and love are dependably with U!!

To My Most Loving Sister ,

Suji, this day is a blessing from God to express the profound love between us. Much obliged for being with me to hold my hand, to be a shoulder to cry and a spirit to motivate. My dear Sister, I generally need your satisfaction as it were. So be upbeat dependably. On this great day I'm missing you to such an extent. I know Suji, you will consider me and our exceptional days. Love da.

Upbeat Raksha Bandhan

Dear Sister,

Today is Raksha Bandhan...And I truly wish you were here to tie the rakhi for me...We would have praised this event together...But wishing you Happy Raksha Bandhan...

Love...

Hello there Di,

I preferred your rakhi without question and the message composed inside was contacting. May this relationship live for eternity.

Love u until the end of time..

Your Bro.

Hello there Dear Sis Lekha 'N' Piya,

I Just Want To Say That I Luv U So Much........ Upbeat Rakhi Day.....

With Lots of Luv

Ur Sweet Bro

Dear Behan,

I truly delighted in the snapshots of Rakhi, and I swear that the guarantees I made to you will be satisfied for my entire life, till my final gasp, and my regard to Jiju will stay unaltered for eternity.

Much obliged and Regards

Hello Sis,

At the point when the world goes dull,

Stars are there...

At the point when the adventure separates,

Expectation is there...

At the point when the whole world is disappeared,

What's more, you feel took off alone...

Tilt your head and look alongside you,

Will bring you comfort feeling of

Care and fondness forms on you,

As your Brother is dependably next to you

To pour the extraordinary love and love until the end of time...

I trust this is my last rakhi with you, kyonki tum apne sasural me hogi one year from now.

A debt of gratitude is in order for your adoration and care.

Hello Guys,

I don't have my very own sister, yet whom I consider as my sister is more commendable than my life. One thing that I have learnt in these years is that you can get anything in your life, however without an adoring sister, you life is deficient. The reason is that at whatever point you need to share your torment, sadness, distress, uneasiness and so on, you can get your sister remaining adjacent to of you. Fondness and comfort from sisters is an extraordinary matter of arrangement for any sibling. In this way, Guys who do have sister, love and regard her and guarantee to remain by her in each snapshot of her life.

Upbeat Raksha bandhan to each sibling and sister.

I thank my sister for being there with me in my life.

Hello there,

Sorry for continually making you cry. Be that as it may, I adore you without question. Tragically, at whatever point I endeavor not to make u feel miserable, I do as such and end up exasperating you and disappointed. You are my spirit and everything in my life relies upon your glad life. May you have a commendable existence.

Love u for eternity

Dear,

You are the best sister that I could ever get in my life. I need you to be cheerful wherever and anyway you are. I realize you adore me as well yet I cherish you more than any other person in this world.

Missing you

Adore you until the end of time

I will be ur sibling until the end of time. Try not to stress. I saw ur msg and got passionate to peruse that u don't have a sibling and u r feeling unfortunate along these lines. Don't u ever think like that later on. B'coz u have me as ur sibling for the remainder of ur life. Prior I had only one little, adorable sister, however at this point I have 2 charming sisters.

Didi-dada, Vai-bon Kete Galo Sara Jibon Eri Majhe Ektukhkhon Anondo Dilo Raksha Bandhan Toder sokol-er proti roilo anek valobasa and srodhdha ami chirokal toder vair dada cultivator thakte chai.

It implies a great deal to have a brilliant sister like you. Much obliged for the fortune of all the sweet recollections that you have given me. Neither would i be able to tell nor would you be able to envision what you are really going after. In any case, I can disclose to you when I need a mainstay of solidarity, It's you… It's you… It's you…

Miss U each of the a lot..especially BABESA..Luv u all.

Hello Didi

Much obliged for the lovely Rakhi. Aap hamesha kush raho yehi murmur sabki dua hai apne rubb se. Wish u a glad Rakhi.

I appeal to God that every one of my sisters accomplish their objectives in life.May God give them quality and bravery to battle unfavorable entities.Of-course,I am there to help them. Me a call whenever.

This msg is for the most awesome sisters of this world - badi and chhoti. Thank u didi for continually being there on my side and for helping me in those endless ways which I can't significantly recall...

Far from you today, I take a gander at my unfilled wrist and wish you were here with me this Rakhi. Missing you Sister.

Tum kaha chali gai ho muje chhod kar.. Plz muje muaf kar do, Main abdominal muscle tumhare sath kabhi nahi jagdunga. Plz muje Rakhi wish karo. Maine tumhari multi year pehle bandhi hui Rakhi abhi tak spare kar ke rakhi hai. R u alright??

Hello there sister

I am sorry I can't gone ahead Rakhi day. Apne bhaiya ke liye hamesha dua karna. I am missing u or batao test ki tayari kese chal rahi hai?

Hello there,

I am Veer from Karachi Pakistan. Meri sab s

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Ok AU fanfic time where after killing Bane Gregor had to face Ripred

Bit of backstory:

Gregor didn’t suffer the chest wound in the battle, but both Ares and Bane died. Still swamped with grief, Gregor’s currently lying down clutching Ares’ claw. Also I couldn’t think of any good political reasons for Ripred’s betrayal so I just threw in 1 statement and left it at that.

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Part 1

He didn’t know how long he lay there. Holding on to the last lifeline he had left, trying to pull Ares back from wherever he was. His sword had pierced the Banes stomach, but the foul stench that surrounded the three bodies seemed insignificant. Everything seemed insignificant. There was nothing left for Gregor... no reason for him to still be alive. It just didn’t make any fucking sense. The phropech was fulfilled, the bane’s blood had been spilled. What was left?

He stayed there for what felt like an eon, but couldn’t have been more than an hour. Slowly, he became aware of his name being shouted. But what were they expecting him to do? Get up? Go back to Regalia? Still full of shock and pain and grief, he began to rise. The voice came nearer, until he could hear the raspy, deep voice of one animal he didn’t want to talk to. “Gregor”, said Ripred, keeping his distance but sounding more understanding than he ever had before. “Gregor, we need to go back”.

“Back where?” He demanded, with his back still facing the Gnawer, surprising himself with the forcefulness of his tone. “Back to Regalia? Back to the overland? No, Ripred, what we need to do is go back in fucking time, so that none of this shit ever happened. So that everyone we love is sti-“ Gregor’s voice finally cracked with pain, and shock. “still alive.”

The rat said nothing, merely inched slightly closer to Gregor.

“My sisters?”, he asked, unable to muster anything more

“Both still have light, they flew back with Nike. Oh, and that crawler.”

For some reason, Gregor felt immense relief learning of Temp’s survival. He sank back to his knees, clutched Ares’ claw tighter, then finally

Let

Him

Go

He turned towards Ripred. “I’m ready.”

He started to walk towards the rat, intending to climb onto his back, but as soon as he got in reach the rat’s tail caught him and sent him crashing towards the side of the cave.

Part 2

Gregor hit the rocks with a sickening crunch, and immediately felt a couple of ribs break. His first thought was that another rat had creeped in, but Ripred stalking towards him quickly remedied that.

“What the hell, dude? What are you doing?”, Gregor yelled at the Gnawer. Not bothering to reply, Ripred lashed his tail or once again, but as Gregor launched himself out of the way, he felt the rager sensation kicking in. It probably wouldn’t save him from whatever Ripred was doing, but at least it gave him a sense of power.

Gregor just had time to crawl out of the way when the tail spun again, catching his back and pushing him into Ares’ corpse. Blood and fur filled his mouth. Ashamed at the revulsion that filled him, his panting showed him the image of his sword, still buried deep in the Bane’s heart. He grabbed it, spun around and narrowly avoided a strike from Ripreds left arm, claws poised to tear his chests. They both retreated from one another, then began circling. Ripred looked relaxed, amused almost, whilst Gregor was on high alert for an attack.

“Why?”, Gregor managed to get out through the pain in his chest.

“What did you think would happen after this war, overlander? That we’d all go back to peace, no conflict between the species?” Ripred hissed back at him.

“Pretty much, yeah” Gregor replied, and sprung forward, swinging his sword over his head towards Ripreds skull. The rat, however, anticipated this move and slunk lazily to the right, leaving Gregor to impale his sword in the dirt. He barely had time to wrench it out before Ripred came at him, teeth and claws and all. He parried strike after strike, but the Gnawer started pushing him back. Eventually something brushed against his back, and he knew he was backed up against the Bane’s body. Gregor planned to jump up over the corpse the next chance he got, but the floor was slippy with Ares’ and the white rat’s blood, and when he stepped on a piece of flesh, his feet went out from under him and he found himself on the floor, Ripred’s tail holding him in place as he opened his jaws for Gregors throat...

Part 3

Gregor knew at that point that it was finally time for him to go, for the prophecy to be finished, but his ragged breaths felt movement above him, and Twirltongue’s headless body slipped off her boulder pile and onto Ripred’s back, stunning him. Gregor used the split second of confusion to escape from underneath the tail, and took advantage of the disorientated rat to aim his sword at the Ripred’s neck joint. Once again, however, the gnawer easily sidestepped Gregor’s attack, clutched the weapon in his fangs, and snapped Sandwhich’s legendary sword in too. Without anything else to do, Gregor ran.

He could hear Ripred’s laugh behind him, the mocking tone that seemed to convey all of Gregor’s current fears. He knew the rat was faster, stronger and smarter than he was. But he wasn’t trying to outrun him. When he reached the end of the plateau, his idea was confirmed. The rock fell down into an huge abyss, and at the bottom were the bodies of countless gnawers, fliers and humans. Except, they weren’t exactly bodies... which is where Gregors plan kicked in. He knew the fall wouldn’t kill Ripred, but he hoped what lay at the bottom would. First, though, he had get the rat off the cliff. Plastering a layer of fear on his face (Which wasn’t very hard, considering the circumstances) he turned around, just to find himself face to face with Ripred’s crimson eyes. Eye, actually. It seemed someone - or something - had clawed it out during the battle. It wouldn’t affect the gnawer’s ability to see, he mainly used echolocation for that, but Gregor hoped that it was at least hurting him. Ripred’s was panting heavily, his disgusting breath being blown into Gregor’s face. They stood pile that, facing each other down, for a few seconds, until Gregor did something neither of them expected. He grabbed hold of the rats ears and pulled himself up onto Ripred’s back, kicking his remaining eye in the process. Half blinded, the gnawer couldn’t reach up to pull Gregor off, so he started to spin. As Gregor soon found out, that technique also works in attacking anyone within the circle. He was soon finding it hard to hold on, especially since the only option was to grab chunks of fur, but after spotting a jutting out rock, he knew exactly what to do. On the next circle, he shot his leg out and let it trail behind him until it hit the rock at full speed, and broke with a deafening crack.

Just before it hit, Gregor wrapped his arms around Ripred’s throat, and held on as hard as possible. The force of the leg hitting the rock did exactly what he expected; it stopped the rat in his tracks. Unfortunately, it also snapped his tibia, the bone just above his ankle. Just before he went flying off the rat’s back, Gregor caught a glimpse of shiny red bone coming out through his skin, and a torn muscle providing a clear look into the inside of his leg. He hit the ground with a thud, breaking a few more ribs. His whole body burned with agony, but this was the only chance he would get to kill Ripred. The rat was still recovering from his spin, but teetering dangerously close to the edge of the cliff. With as much strength as he could muster, Gregor launched himself forward with his right leg and slammed into the big rat’s body, pushing him off the plateau. The rat fell without a sound, but the force of him hitting the floor created a thunderous crunch. Gregor slowly pulled himself over to the edge, and looked down. As expected, Ripred was still alive. As he peered down, the rat looked up at him. Even from this distance, Gregor understood exactly what the rat was conveying. It reminded him of the first time he’d looked into Ripred’s eyes, and of the knowledge and danger lay within there. This look was similar, except for the insanity that also lived there this time. Soon, the rat got to his feet, but as he started to crawl over to a cliff in order to climb back up, Gregor noticed a swarm of blackness that rose up from a few hundred metres away. He wanted to look away, but he owed it to the rat to look upon Ripred as he finally met his death. The swarm of mites completely encased the rat, and eventually he met the same fate as Pandora. He didn’t even have time to scream. Gregor took one final look at his skeleton, one carcass among many, then began to crawl his way back towards Ares.

It took him an hour to reach the bodies of the Bane, Ares and Twirltongue. He collapsed right next to his bond, the black bat’s beautiful wings torn and ripped. Without looking at Ares’ throat, Twirltongue’s head or his own leg, Gregor clasped Ares’ claw in his hand, and finally lay down to rest...

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Ok from here same thing kinda happens, shiners find him and take him back, Lizzie is devastated that Ripred is dead, so he never tells her about his betrayal etc. The treaty happens, but Lapblood stands in for the rats instead, and her level-headedness leads the other species to continue to delegate her after Lizzie’s idea. Gregor doesn’t tell many people about the truth, only a couple of Underlanders really know what happened (Vikus, Luxa, Howard, Aurora, Nike, Euripides, Lapblood and Temp) Everything after that is the same.

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Phew what did you think? I quite enjoyed writing that.

(Now plz give me notes)

#tuc #the underland chronicles #gregor #luxa #underland chronicles #fanfic

[royalprinceroman]

Top 5 saddest anime deaths

...so in order to distract myself and stop crying i put way too much thought into this and I'm on mobile so no read more so if you like anime and such and don't want to be spoiled to certain series' don't read this plz thanks ANIME SPOILERS BELOW THANKSSo in order from 5 to 1 for me personally it goes 5) Kaori Miyazono from Your Lie in April (all she wanted was to play music from her soul and all she got was crippling death and it's so unfair) 4) Kamina from Gurren Lagann (literally stopped watching the series when he died only to finish it like 5 years later wtf) 3) Nina Tucker and Maes Hughes from Fullmetal Alchemist (yes it's a tie bc goddamn it I cried so much when I first watched this series at like 13 years old both of these tore my heart in two 2) yuzuru otonashi from angel beats (like fuck man I just... he was so close to living like shit I was so so mad) 1) lelouch lamperouge from code geass (okay so quick rant lelouch is my favorite character from anything and so his planned death at the end of the series sent me into like a super depression as a 17 year old shit i'll never forget watching that finale and crying my eyes out. all he wanted was a peaceful world for his little sister and his friends and the only way to do that was to make everyone hate him including the ones he loved and shit fam i just can't handle it self sacrifice just cuts me to the bone you know???)

[janiedean]

So I'm in high distress right now because my a**hole of a father thinks that Jaime and Brienne have friend/army type relationship (I know, a stupid thing to be distressed about). He says that the writing doesn't support a romantic dynamic between them, that since Tormund is actually attracted to her it makes for a better relationship (???) and that briemund is going to happen instead for sure. So is there any braime evidence? Or evidence against Briemund? Plz I need to know if GRRM wrote braime

.................. lmao okay listen man first let me direct you towards

http://janiedean.tumblr.com/post/94430710808/but-why-do-you-think-brienne-and-jaime-will-be-the (this one is the actual long-ass srs meta)

http://janiedean.tumblr.com/post/113585356753/please-tell-me-all-about-the-importance-of-jaime

http://janiedean.tumblr.com/post/98680318163/i-dreamed-of-you-he-said

http://janiedean.tumblr.com/post/164416281263/janie-can-you-talk-to-me-about-brienne-you-dont

http://janiedean.tumblr.com/post/113625010338/so-basically-briennexjaime-is-ok-because-she-is

http://janiedean.tumblr.com/post/108282823233/so-id-like-to-ask-you-something-ive-just

http://janiedean.tumblr.com/post/88655654478/well-tbh-i-dont-dare-hope-about-any-of-this

about brienne/tormund: I don’t have any evidence against it because it’s not book canon like THEY HAVEN’T EVEN MET and tbh I don’t mind it half as much as a lot of people do because I don’t think it’s in any way shape or form a threat, but very quickly (it’s not even evidence but):

as stated, it’s a show crackship. like, brienne and tormund don’t even know each other, nvm that in the book tormund is a lot older than she is and like... I mean, they’re nowhere even near each other geographically so grrm is definitely not writing it, d&d are writing it at most

jaime actually got a boner looking at her in the pool in harrenhaal (book canon) so I think we can safely say he’s attracted to her;

in theory you don’t need to be attracted physically to someone first to love them especially because with those two it was an emotional connection first but nvm we were saying tormund;

okay so, like the entire point of tormund having a crush on brienne is reminding the audience that while she might not be attractive to a lot of people, she still is, which in theory one wouldn’t need in a better written show but hey, they had to go there, whatever, point is: tormund is there crushing on brienne because since no one’s died over her in that sense for a while we need a reminder and brienne most likely doesn’t get many people genuinely hitting on her;

now, I personally don’t mind it because like, they made it clear that she’s not interested nor reciprocates him and at the same time... okay again personal experience, if you’re usually not seen as attractive, someone hitting on you and meaning it does a lot for the ego. like. a lot. I’m entirely okay with tormund having a thing for her because it’s also giving her a reminder that some people do find her attractive - and then she can accept it or not, and she doesn’t, but still, it’s an option;

(ps: I know tormund’s advances kinda sound crude/rude but like he’s a wildling, saying that he wants someone to be the mother of their children is probably a romantic thing to him and tbh ten thousand times tormund over book!hyle or ronnet ugh)

but again, the person brienne cares about, the one she is worried about, the one she has a connection, the one she has the long-ass soulful stares, has gone through a life or death situation, knows better than anyone, the one who gave her her priceless sword, the one she went out of her way to convince to listen to reason in the finale and the one she’d have died before killing in the books? (book only: the one who’s actually seen her for the knight she wants to be for the first time in her life and sent her on a quest and trusts her implicitly and came back for her at harrenhaal? the one she has dreams about, including wedding imagery?)

guys that person is jaime. period. tormund’s crush is fun crack and I’m fine with it existing if it means someone else tells brienne nice things (for their standard anyway) but jaime is her person and viceversa and like the depth of the two is so not even close that tbh I can’t even take the comparison seriously;

also, again, tormund’s into brienne but brienne’s not into him. meanwhile, is she into jaime? in the book it’s basically canon and while the show fucked jaime up a lot I’m fairly sure that if he DUMPED HIS SISTER ALSO BECAUSE SHE TOLD HIM TO FUCK LOYALTY is fairly obvious that’s where it’s headed;

therefore sorry for your dad but jaime and brienne are going to bang after a glorious makeout session and no one’s convincing me otherwise, and I’m getting the good wine ready for when it finally happens ;)

#jaime x brienne #tagging bc that's a lot of linked meta xD #otp: i dreamed of you #anti-briemund #I GUESS? guys honest I don't even mind it that much #but I guess I'll tag it anti just for sure #guys this is a hate free blog as far as tormund's concerned #hyle and ronnet can go choke #ch: jaime lannister #ch: brienne of tarth #Anonymous #ask post

[thebachelordiaries]

Making Out With Rats: The Bachelor Hometown Date Recap

I have been so overloaded with The Bachelor this week. I’ve spent nine hours watching this franchise in total as opposed to the normal two. My thumbs are NOT. HAPPY. about all the live tweeting they’ve been doing, and will be doing later tonight.

So many things happened since last week’s episode: Ashley I won Winter Games alongside her new Canadian boyfriend Kevin Wendt, Luke Pell has been exposed as a douchelord for like the third time and Caroline Lunny totally aced her Bachelor In Paradise audition at the Women Tell All.

On top of all of this, I watched (illegally streamed) about seven episodes of the Bachelorette Canada. Needless to say last week’s hometown dates were the furthest from my mind.

Hometown dates are always one of my favorite episodes. If you think this entire process of The Bachelor is weird for a contestant, imagine how the contestants’ families feel.

Kendall

Would it have been Kendall’s hometown date if taxidermy wasn’t involved? Nope. Her and Arie played with dead rats at a taxidermy warehouse and and he was surprisingly into it.

We also learned that KENDALL has an identical twin named KYLIE. Someone alert the witness protection program because Kris Jenner is about to make their asses dissapear and make it look like an accident.

Totally unrelated to the show, but this is me whenever I wake up before 10 a.m.

Kendall’s sister (Kylie) looks like she owns a crystal ball and makes a living on predicting futures through palm reading. She didn’t read Arie’s palm, but she did sense a “space” between Kendall and Arie. Kendall’s dad agreed that she’s not “the girl” from him either. But I mean, there has to be a reason why Kendall’s still here, right? RIGHT?

Tia

Welcome to Weiner, Arkansas, a place that is basically just like Hoxie. Abc could’ve used the same b-roll from Raven’s hometown date last year and I wouldn’t have even noticed. 

Nevertheless, I’m not really complaining because I live for thick southern accents and dramatic confrontation.

Both Tia’s brother and father spoke to Arie about him being the “kissing bandit” and possibly a huge player, aka they were probably reading all about him on Reality St*ve. 

At the end of the day, Tia’s family was just happy that she found a guy who hasn’t been to prison. And since she has never been in a relationship where she’s gotten the bare minimum before, she confidently told Arie she was in love with him. And in typical Arie fashion, he just made out with her and said “I love that” in response. Actually, he didn’t do that, but my version was funnier.

Becca

In comparison to southern drawl, midwest accents just make me feel confused. You’re telling me someone didn’t sneakily put on the movie “Fargo” when I wasn’t looking. People talk like this in real life? 

Anyway, Becca took Arie to an apple orchard and they did cute fall shit while Arie’s warm-blooded Scotsdale body shriveled up from the cold.

Arie always finds a way to eat on camera.

We then meet Becca’s family, who is so Midwest it hurts. 

Becca has been through a lot. We all knew her dad died of a brain tumor, but apparently her mom also has cancer. Her Uncle Gary, a pastor, is the main father figure in her life now. I thought Uncle Gary was going to be hard on Arie, but the salt-and-pepper haired man got off easy. I think it’s because Becca is so clearly in love with Arie and blindly thinks she’s the frontrunner.

Lauren B.

Arie expressed that he “misses’ Lauren B. and “wants to see her,” which is the most expressive he’s been all season. They meet up at her hometown of Virginia Beach and rode horses in the sand, which is a pretty dope date. 

This is the face of a man who is ready to destroy his life for a woman.

Based on overtly-dramatic previews, it seems that Lauren B’s dad would possibly kill Arie he let anything happen to his daughter. 

Arie said he was more nervous meeting her family than racing in the Indy 500, but Mr. Lauren B, a conservative in the military, was immediately won over by Arie, who spoke about visiting Iraq along with other racecar drivers a few years back. Well played, Arie, well played.

Finally, we kind of figure out the mystery behind Arie and Lauren B’s connection. We learn they are a lot like each other. “He can be in a room with 15 other people and I know exactly what he’s thinking,” Lauren told her mom.

After schmoozing Lauren’s parents, trying harder than he did with the other three families, they gave their approval for a possible engagement.

At the end of the day, what’s another engagement for Lauren B? (someone told me on twitter she was engaged twice before? idk. NO SPOILERS PLZ) 

Rose Ceremony

I’ve been thinking Kendall would be going home for like six episodes now, so I’ve decided to never count her out again.

Once Arie pulled Kendall to the side to see if she’s serious about this relationship, Tia got antsy. She said Arie choosing her, Becca and Lauren “makes the most sense.” Bitch, what are you, a Bachelor producer?

In that moment I realized Tia was always just saying and doing the right things to get ahead. She’s probably still going to be The Bachelorette though.

So Arie, who honestly doesn’t make much sense anyway, kept Kendall and sent home Tia, who cried a lot.

Kendall, Becca and Lauren will now have the chance to spend “intimate, overnight dates” with Arie and possibly learn why Courtney Robertson called him the best lay she’s ever had....or possibly learn why Krystal called him a needle dick. It entirely depends on whether you’re an optimist or a pessimist.

#the bachelor #Arie Luyendyk #abc the bachelor #thebachdiaries #thebachelordiaries #photo credit: ABC

[joylessholland]

A Journey To Somewhere (Part 1/?

(1,294 words)

Warnings: Swearing, Alcohol, Bad Writing (JK lol)

A/N: IM SO NEW TO WRITING AND POSTING IT! I hope anyone who does reads this likes it! I dont even know where to go with this i could make it into anything really a fan fiction, a fantasy story, a romance. The main character in my mind looks the the actress Emmy Rossum, and the love interest is gonna look like Tom Holland so i guess it could be a fan fic i’ll shut up now

Plz let me know what you think

Cold. You were cold. Your father jut died and all you could think was how cold you were. You were snapped into reality when your mother grabbed you into a warm embrace. You were in a room all too familiar to you, White walls, ceiling, and floor. There he lay on his back, eyes closed. The world around you froze and you exhaled sharply. Cry damn it, fucking cry your father just died and you weren’t crying. The sound of your heart beat was all you could hear and then the world moved. Your mother sat next to you, her arms wrapped around you and your brother. Her sobs filled the air. She whispered your name making you look “Sasha, Sasha baby” you stood putting your hand to your forehead you exhaled sharply “Sasha, are you ok honey” your aunt breathed through tears. “I-I need a min-minute” you said your voice breaking as you walked to the door “Sasha, please stay” your mom said her sobs getting stronger and louder your brother grabbed her and pulled her to his chest as she wailed “Its ok” he looked at you and nodded softly as you left.

             The hallway was bright. You could hear a long ringing in your ear, nurses and doctors walked the halls. Bathroom, you needed to get to the bathroom you had to be alone. You ran through the halls till you found the ladies room you locked yourself inside. Back to the wall you took a deep breath closed your eyes and screamed. The tears fell fast and hot all you could do was cry and try to remember to breath, your body shook as you sobbed, your body fell to the floor and the wailed. When the crying stopped you stood and assessed the damage in the mirror. Your black hair was frizzy from running your wet hands through it, your eye were blood shot and your lips had swelled. You took deep breathes and you splashed water on you face. You tried your best to calm your hair and when you finally gave up you went to open the door, but you couldn’t your hand was on the knob and you just couldn’t turn it. In the bathroom you were safe you were alone, out there you would have to deal with the world and you didn’t know if you could and then you turned the knob. You took a deep breath as a quiet voice said you name “Sash” it was Liam your older brother he stood against the wall. “I Jus-just need to...” you couldn’t even finish the sentence before more tear started to fall not as violently as the time before, Liam pulled you into a hug as he started to quietly cry into your hair. He was tall and muscular, he was the star football player and acted real tough around everyone but you, he was just a big softy. “Is mom mad at me” you said into his chest. “No, she gets it. You needed a minute, We all have our ways” he said smoothing your hair. “We should get back” you said pulling him along “Yup” he said with a sigh.

             Liam led you to small room where your family was meeting with some hospital personnel, your fathers doctor and a woman in a blue skirt suit. You took the empty seat next to you mother and Liam stood at her side a hand on her shoulder. You grabbed you mother hand as the doctor got up and expressed his sorrow for your loss, he whispered in the woman’s ear and exited the room. I’m Wendy Shang, I’ll be handlining the funeral and everything else like grief counseling.” You looked at the woman across from you, this was her job to put on a happy face and say everything was going to be ok. She did her job well a smile was plastered on her Asian features as she handed pamphlets to your aunt and mother when she offered you one you waved it off. The meeting was two and a half hours of pure boredom, when it ended you gathered your father’s thing from his room and went home. The apartment was quiet for a long time as your family gathered in the living room. You look around at the sad faces of your family, Your mother sat in your father recliner wearing one of his sweaters, your Aunt Maxine, your fathers sister sat next to her young son on the couch, Your grandma sat on the couch next to them holding her rosery whispering prayers, Liam sat on the couch close to your mother biting his thumb and tapping his leg, you sat on the floor legs crossed staring up into space. When you mother finally broke the silence you jumped, “I need a fucking drink” she said getting up and heading to the kitchen. A breathy laugh escaped you aunt lips “Come on Cookie, let’s get you to bed!” she said standing and taking your baby cousin Jack to bed, he was only three he didn’t need to see your mom sad, and drunk. She came back as you mom walked back into the room with full bottle of Jim Beam bourbon no glasses just bourbon. A laugh sounded as your aunt saw the bottle “Eddy’s favorite” she said you mother moved Liam you the recliner as she sat with the adults, she opened the bottle held it to the sky and toasted “To you my love” then she tipped her head back and took a swig handing it off to Maxine she toaster and offered it to your Gram “What the heck” her German accent thick as she grabbed the bottle and took a long swig “Get it Grams” you said with a chuckle she smiled through the burn of the alcohol cursing in German before handing the bottle to your mother. She looked down at the bottle and then to you and your brother “I think you two deserve a drink after what you’ve gone through” She said handing the bottle to Liam “Hell… sorry Grams, Heck yeah” he said taking a swig riding through the burn like a pro because he was that wasn’t his first drink and everyone knew it. He passed you the bottle, you excepted it with sad smile. “You don’t have to if you don’t want to Honey” your mother said with a smile “Don’t be weak.” Your Grandmother said “Grams!” you gasped taking a swig of the bourbon, the liquid was cool at first but it burned as it went down your throat, your lips went numb for a moment as your eyes teared “Shit” you said as cheers erupted Liam’s hand grabbed the bottle from your grasp as he congratulated you. “I love you guys” you said and you stood “are you going to bed Liebe” Grams said “Yes Grams.” You said as you went around the room you kissed you mother, aunt, and grandmother on the cheeks and ruffling your brother hair.

             You stood in your room back to the door letting out a sigh. You went and sat on your bed unlocking you phone you sent a text to your best friend telling her what happened.  Getting ready for bed your phone pinged looking at the text from you friend Katy ‘I’m so srry Sash we should hang tomorrow love you babe ttyl’ ‘thx we should hang see u tomorrow’. You clicked your phone off and plugged it onto the charger, turning off your lamp you lay in the dark eyes wide open heart beating fast you felt tears brim in your eyes, you closed them and swallowed the lump in your throat and fell into a dreamless sleep.

Hope you enjoyed! Let me know if i should post more! Special thx to @midtownvaledictorian for all your help and inspiration

Part 2

#tom holland #short story #writing #romance writing #part one #bookworm #tom holland fanfiction #writers

[sherlockxreader]

Requests Update!!!

A/N: This is the order in which we received these requests. I’m going to try writing them in the order we’ve gotten them so expect this to also be the rough order in which they’re posted. 

Also of yours isn’t here and it was sent in before the requests closed, I’ve probably lost it somewhere. Feel free to resend it (make sure to specify that it was before the close off please!!) and I’ll work out roughly where it’s meant to be in the list. Thanks guys!

- Maddy

REQUESTS IN PROGRESS

1.  Could you do a fic where the reader gets her hair cut short like a boy and Mycroft and Sherlock make fun of her and she starts crying but John thinks she looks beautiful and confesses his feelings for her to cheer her up? And then they kiss or something? Thx! - anonymous

2.  Can u please do a reader x Sherlock where the reader is a Muslim, wears a headscarf and is British Bengali. Sorry that’s super specific but I never see anything like that. Also your writing skills are awesome. Thanks soooo muxh if u can do it and I absolutely understand if u cant. Thnx xx - anonymous

3.  Hey it’s me again Haha so I was hoping if I could request that reader is Tony Stark’s Daughter (or maybe sister would work better for you?) and she manages to drag her boyfriend coughSherlockcough to America during a holiday to meet him(?) that was my idea and I know it’s a really weird and specific niche of fic but if you guys are comfortable with it ik you’re the best ones to pull it off - anonymous

4.  could i get a sherlock x reader with prompts 92, 95, 97? Its a bit of an odd request sorry - anonymous

5.  Can I make a Sherlock x male!reader request and they’re married (that is why Sherlock is so unfazed by other people) anyway, he just shows up one day and people are clueless as to how Sherlock snatched up such a gentlemen and why they’ve never met him before (except mycroft and mrs Hudson ofc) Thanks~🎉 - anonymous

6.  Hey I was wondering if you could please write a mycroftxdaughter!reader where he wakes up in the cell in Sherrinford to find her next to him and how he would help through all the different stages of it. Thanks :) - anonymous

7. Hellooo What do you think about a Sherlockxreader in which the reader is a hacker working for the government and one day Mycroft brings her to Baker Street to help Sherlock and John with a case? And could you make her personality very smart and sassy? Thanks ❤️ - M (asked as anonymous)

8. could you please write a fluff where Sherlock and reader are getting married(small ceremony) and Sherlock is really really nervous, ending with beautiful vows? thank you :) - @narcissistvirgolady

9. a Sherlock x reader where the reader gets really angry at Sherlock for being distant lately with his cases, so he decides to surprise her ( the reader ) with a carefully planned date. Hope it is possible! - @justoneystrdy 

10.  Could u write a oneshot where the reader is Sherlocks daughter and the reader is pregnant and she is pretty far along in her pregnancy so she struggles to do super simple things and Sherlock and john keep offering to help and they try to help her but she is determined to do it herself, but after a long frustrating day she gives in to the help? - anonymous

11.  Hey! I was wondering if I could request a Sherlock x reader where they are married and expecting a baby and Sherlock is all frantic, but the moment he holds his child he knows is the moment that he waited all along. By the way, I love your blog! I wish I had those writing skills😂 - anonymous

12.  Hey! I was wondering if you could do a request (series or oneshot whatever) that takes place after Mary died, but instead of Sherlock receiving the CD Y/N receives it, and Mary tells her she has to save John and Sherlock otherwise they’ll pretty much self-destruct?? And Y/N gets herself kidnapped or something to bring those two back together?? Whatever you want! Also, could Nyla do this one?? If not, I understand. - @anonymous-requests

13.  Sup! Could you guys make a one Shot about Sherlock meeting Mycroft and his new Assistant (Y/N) (cuz Anthea was snitching with Irene i think) and Y/N is late at first. She’s very Young, around 20 and he makes a joke about Mycroft picking high schoolers or so idk haha, and clumsy and sentiment and all lol And when he deducts her he knows she’s having a depression and all and he have to nice and idk sorry ig ITS Long , was a Dream of last Night tbh hahah Btw Love your side 🙏🏻 - anonymous

14.  Hiii this is for Maddy Could u do a request where John, Sherlock and the reader are working on a case and u (reader) ends up getting shot and rushed to the hospital and John and Sherlock go into a rage trying to find shooter to the point where Mycroft is unsure of what either might do once they find the man and he goes to u who is recovering and u (can reader be girl?) have to hunt them down to stop them from doing something theyll both regret but then something shocking happens to u? Angsty plz - anonymous

15.  So there’s these two songs I absolutely love, and I was wondering if someone could do a songfic for one of them (“Oh My Love” by Silver Trees or “Dear Doubt” by Michael Schulte) where Sherlock thinks the reader is dead but receives a note that could only be from her except no one believes him, thinking its a prank, but then she shows asking for his forgiveness and he refuses to forgive her, avoiding her at all cost. Maybe sad, or bittersweet, ending??? Also, I love you all you’re all AMAZING ❤️❤ - anonymous

16. Can you do a request where Sherlock and Y/N are best friends, where she gets to see a side of him where he laughs until he cries and he shows his emotions to her sometimes, but they’re only best friends. She loves to pull pranks on people constantly, especially cruel pranks on Sally and Anderson for everything they say to Sherlock, but she does and it’s all really hilarious to both of them, and Molly of course gets super jealous and a bunch of girls do which makes it funnier to them?? And can you add in prompts “THERE’S SO MUCH BLOOD” and “Huh. And I thought /I/ was dramatic.” (Srry can’t remember the prompt numbers!) thanks!!!! Also, could Maddy write this?? If not that’s okay - @anonymous-requests

17.  Could you do a Mycroft x Reader were the Reader sees him every day but dont know who he is and is absolutly fascinated by the way he is and looks like? And someday he ask her how she could know he is the british government and she is all alike ‘what? No ich dont know anything about you’ - anonymous

18. Hey are the requests still open? :3 Could you do 6 and 25 with sherlock x fem! Reader? If not its alright aswell, i like your writingstyle :3 - @konankami

19.  Are you guys still accepting the numbered requests? I’d so, could you please do 16,20,and 26? I love all of your​ guys’ writing skills!!!! ❤❤❤❤❤ - anonymous

20.  Hey! Could i get a sherlock x reader, where she is an old friend of John’s and she comes to 221b to catch up with him and Sherlock falls in love with her but he thinks she’s dating John and they (her and John) decide to prank Sherlock by pretending to 'get jiggy with it’ and it ends with her dating sherlock? Sorry if it seems weird xx - anonymous

21.  Could you do one with Moriarty? 6,8,19,36,64,117 Sorry if its too much - anonymous

22.  Hey! Could you do a Sherlock x reader where the reader doesn’t have any hair and she’s low key insecure about it and one day Sherlock just kind of deduces it and tries to tell her that she’s ridiculous in his own way ( so like not :“what do you mean, you look great!” Because I, myself have experienced that and it doesn’t actually make you feel any better) Sorry if this was really long…. Thank You❤️❤️❤️(love the acc) - anonymous

23.  Hello love! I have a request for a Sherlock imagine. After ten long years of no meeting with Sherlcok because reader suddenly disappears, she is now a client of Sherlock and brings her daughter with her. Little did he know she was as intelligent as him because he’s the father. Thanks a bunch!!! - anonymous

24.  hello, can i request a sherlockxreader imagine?when he’s “engaged” with janine, the reader didn’t like her and when john wants to tell her about s&j’s relationship, she makes comments abt her (like “she seemed quite arrogant, an opportunist"etc) but then she discovers the thing and is sad bc she likes sherlock, what are the others reactions? sorry i love your blog - anonymous

25.  Hi um I was wondering if you could write me a Sherlock x reader where reader is shy and insecure because of there disability a limp when they walk as she thinks it makes her ugly so she tries to hide it when she meets people by concentrating on her walking but Sherlock analyses her and sees she is insecure and tells her she shouldn’t be because she’s beautiful I know this sounds fluffy and is specific but if you could do it or something similar I would really appreciate it either way thank you x -anonymous

26.  i wanted to request a sherlock x reader where he notices her having trouble breathing etc and he finds out about her binding and he helps her buy a binder and she says her pronouns are they/them? thank you for everything xxx - anonymous

27.  Hi i have an imagine request, a jealous sherlock x reader, where she’s an artist (illustrator or painter or something) and she’s having a lot of activities with her artist peers and he gets jealous and insecure bc they have way more things in common w her than he has (as they are complete opposites in their lifestyles lol). Just fluff and fun, thanksss ily all💙 - anonymous

28.  Could you do a 1,24,31 Mycroft imagine,where the reader gets shot by Moriarty. - anonymous

#requests info #request list #maddy