“Your body stays awake 7 minutes after death to relive it's happiest memories”

I’m fucking sobbing… these were his seven minutes.

BnHA Volume 35 - A Brief Reaction Journey

hello! so as mentioned in my last post, I’ve started catching up with the BnHA manga again FINALLY after almost two years, and have made it through a fair number of chapters so far! and since I’m not sure how long it will take me to actually post the corresponding liveblogs, I figured I’d make a couple of posts in the meantime to sort of preview my reaction journey thus far with some good old-fashioned OUT-OF-CONTEXT BULLET POINTS taken from my ramblings. originally I was going to make a single post for all 25 chapters I’ve read so far (up to 367), but I quickly realized that was waaaaay too ambitious lol. so for now it’s just this one, and I’ll put up the vol. 36 post probably tomorrow afternoon.

spoiler warning: just fyi, this post will obviously feature spoilers for chapters 342-350*, BUT it will also include some stray spoilers from chapters 362 and 403 as well, so just a heads up for that if you aren’t fully caught up!

*chapters 340 and 341 are not included because I've already posted full reaction posts for each one here and here, respectively.

Chapter 342

Endeavor being taller than Jeanist just feels so WRONG to me regardless of whether or not it is factually accurate. does this mean All Might is also taller than Jeanist?? I don’t want to live in a world where Best Jeanist has secretly been a perfectly normal sized person this entire time. someone please lie to me and tell me that he is tall

many thanks to Kacchan for inserting this small bit of levity into this scene which was otherwise well on its way to sending me into a SPIRAL OF FEELINGS, and in fact still is whenever I look at that panel of Deku with Eri and Kouta, and also that GODDAMN HUG WHERE HE AND INKO ARE BOTH CLEARLY AND PAINFULLY AWARE THAT THEY MIGHT NEVER SEE EACH OTHER AGAIN, AND IN THAT MOMENT THEY’RE JUST TRYING TO HOLD THE OTHER AS TIGHTLY AS PHYSICALLY POSSIBLE, AND SHE’S PRAYING TO WHATEVER DEITY IS OUT THERE THAT HE’LL COME BACK SAFE AND WHOLE, AND HE’S PRAYING THAT HIS MOM WILL BE ALL RIGHT EVEN IF HE DOESN’T COME BACK, AND NOT ALLOWING HIMSELF TO THINK ABOUT HOW MUCH HE ALREADY MISSES HER, BECAUSE HE CAN’T THINK LIKE THAT ANY MORE, BECAUSE THIS BOY IS FULLY GROWN NOW BECAUSE HE HAD TO BE, BECAUSE HE HAD NO CHOICE, AND I’M BOTH SO PROUD AND SO FUCKING SAD ABOUT IT AND I JUST NEED A MINUTE HERE ACTUALLY, OKAY!! OR FIVE MINUTES!!

LMAO WHAT AN AUSPICIOUS AND NOT-AT-ALL OMINOUSLY FOREBODING NAME. “hmmm what should we name our new class 1-A fortress?” “hmm well I was thinking maybe Troy, after the legendary city with the famously impenetrable walls, which to the best of my knowledge were never breached, or at least that’s what I assume since I never finished reading The Iliad! :) :) :) ...wait, why are you all looking at me like that. they didn’t actually breach them, right? guys? what happened to Troy? GUYS?”

I’m actually so proud of Deku because he’s come such a long way from the days when the mere CONCEPT of even TALKING to a girl was enough to floor him lol. but also I’m legit cracking up at he way he tried to segue into random small talk in the middle of the goddamn apocalypse. gotta be smooth about it!! casual!! you can tell how casual they are because both of them are suddenly struck by the inexplicable urge to fuss with their hair!!

Horikoshi really said “FUCK YOUR SQUADS!! ...but if we had a Todosquad this is who would be in it I guess”

my god. between this and the OchaDeku conversation the villains truly do not stand a chance do they? and they don’t even know how screwed they are yet. REDEMPTION IS COMING!! IT’S KNOCKING ON THE DOOR, TRICK OR TREAT, Y’ALL READY FOR THIS

Chapter 343

so we’re opening with everyone’s favorite Guy With An Old Wad Of Chewing Gum For A Face, AFO!

did this son of a bitch kill Nao’s dad and steal his sexy lie-detector quirk??

sob AFO is all “can I have your son’s cell phone number please” and they’re all “SURE”

bonsoir little Yuuga

do. ...do you not actually know. was this meeting not prearranged. “why are you here Aoyama?” “why are you here, Deku?” truly, why are any of us here??

I’m sitting here trying to play the “guess which parts of this dialogue are real vs fake” game and coming up completely stumped on every single sentence

so Yuuga’s all “can you believe that even though the city of Musutafu is basically down to just U.A., a Dollar Tree, a couple of crumbling park benches, and one very determined Starbucks, we somehow still have functioning courts and lawyers?” I actually can’t believe that at all tbh. you’re telling me “it’s the fucking apocalypse” is still not a good enough excuse to get out of jury duty

damn, Aoyama out here with the trash talk and the ON YOUR LEFT?!

MONOMA??!?!?!?!

Chapter 344

“Eraser’s” plan, indeed. you dare say that right to Kaminari’s face

SHINSOU!!?!?!?!?!??!?!?!?!?!??!?!?

HEYA YOURSELF YOU HANDSOME KNAVE!! LOOK AT YOU!! fucking loving the costume my dude! pretty please tell us your hero name to go along with it. is it MindCraft. I think your hero name should be MindCraft. don’t look at me like that Shinsou we need more punny hero names in the world

“yes well you see, I couldn’t do it, so I learned how to do it.” great story Shinsou

the way he’s rubbing the back of his neck there. are we gonna get some real Monoma character development at long last. feels like it’s long overdue and I am thrilled. he’s such a great character and I feel like we’ve only barely scratched the surface of who he actually is as a person and as a hero

THE UNEXPECTED VLAD KING MENTORSHIP WITH THE ARM AROUND THE SHOULDERS?? he really needed that support. outwardly he’s always made a big show of wanting his turn in the spotlight and begrudging class A for stealing the scene at every turn. but how much of that is really just an act. some of it? most of it? maybe even close to all of it? because right now he suddenly seems so small and young here and really wishing he wasn’t in this unenviable position of being one of the many World’s Last Hopes who are all way too fucking young

did Mirko’s giant robot hand just grow into an EVEN GIANTER giant robot hand??

long beautiful flowing mermaid hair. sorry what was I saying I kind of spaced out there for a sec

YES, AFO, ALL OF THIS TO SPLIT YOU UP YOU STUPID MUSH HEAD. MAYBE IF YOU EVER ACTUALLY FINISHED A MANGA IN YOUR GODDAMN LIFE YOU’D KNOW HOW A FINAL BATTLE IS SUPPOSED TO BE CONSTRUCTED. YOU MOLDY AVOCADO

Chapter 345

“no you don’t understand, we have so many sixteen-year-olds whose coattails we’re all hanging onto. we have sixteen-year-olds who can take over people’s minds. sixteen-year-olds who can create portals to warp you halfway around the world in an instant. and let’s not forget the sixteen-year-olds who can act their damn asses off. we have the best sixteen-year-olds in the world. our sixteen-year-olds are so much better than yours you fucking losers”

Deku I swear. if I’m about to discover that the reason you weren’t there to stop Kacchan from being literally, actually, canonically murdered is because your distracted ass got yoinked into the void by some no-name villain chucklefuck, I’m gonna...

don’t listen to him Aoyama you were magnificent. you were my favorite in all of the stage plays

BUT IS PHASE TWO SUPPOSED TO INVOLVE DEKU IN ANY WAY THOUGH??? HELLO??? IS ANYONE LISTENING TO ME??? I’M FROM THE FUTURE AND THIS IS URGENT, PLEASE

“I fucked up Ochako, I fucked up so bad” omfg Deku

she doesn’t want to hurt you Deku she just wants to shower you in love. in her own special way. by stabbing you a lot

anyway have fun on this... tropical island??? I guess?? Kacchan will just have to hold down the fort in the meantime. which I’m sure will go absolutely fine

Chapter 346

“th-th-this is really bad, right?” yes Tamaki, yes it is. you’re stuck here on the Super Mega Ultra Radical Gnarly Cracked-Out Wonder Stage with Shigaraki Fucking Tomura and at least two of you are about to die and I’M NOT OKAY

so now we’re also getting this hilarious insight into the inner workings of the Mega Ultra Tremendous Stupendous Incredible Sky Coffin and it is truly, truly phenomenal

Horikoshi stop taking my sarcastic jibes and owning them completely challenge!! all the best sixteen-year-olds. all the finest greatest Hyper Ultra Sparkle Glimmer Wonder Battle Stages

this is genuinely one of the boldest lampshading efforts I have ever seen in fiction you guys

“yes, we acknowledge that this does indeed seem impossible to have pulled off, BUT have you considered that, fucking quirks though???? AND THAT THEY ARE, AS THE KIDS SAY, WILD??”

Chapter 347

lmao they’re shouting at Monoma accusingly and he’s all “I’M HAVEN’T BLINKED AT ALL YOU GUYS I DON’T KNOW WHAT TO TELL YOU”

don’t mind him, he’s just out here growing out his hideously malformed hands and fingers endlessly from every part of his body, normally, as one does. nothing quirk-related about it. anyone could do this if they simply exercise and maintain a balanced diet. this 100% is not a quirk y’all it’s just essential oils

SUDDEN MONOMA FEELS DELIVERED TO MY DOORSTEP???

awwww. the way he’s almost panicked, frantically wondering if he somehow fucked the quirk up and desperate for Aizawa to believe him that he’s trying his best. and Aizawa quick to reassure him. this kid is so desperate for approval. and unapologetically careening his way onto my top ten character list, welcome dear boy

so that’s that. see you in two years Deku. his last words spoken out loud to Kacchan were, and I quote, “wha --”

Aizawa is so hopelessly impossibly hot at all times and I don’t know how the universe can handle his existence. he’s even doing it without activating his quirk now. no ponytails or anything. just an eyepatch and a dream

don’t mind me, I’m just out here doing literal algebra to figure out how long it would take Deku to get back here if he traveled at the same speed as All Might did in chapter 90 (30 seconds per 5km, apparently). about 20 minutes, give or take. well shit. hopefully he’s a little faster than Kamino-era All Might was, especially since he can fly and has that Fa Jin shit too. or maybe Rody can fly him lmao. or S&S’s hot fighter pilot boyfriend

“what’d Sensei say, Deku?” “he said no, looks like I gotta uber. can I borrow your credit card, I promise I will venmo you back”

unfortunately for Deku he does not realize he’s accidentally gotten himself caught up in what will undoubtedly end up being the most erotic and bisexual of the various final battles

can’t believe Deku has like 6 love interests and out of all of them, Toga is the first one who actually asks him out. good for you girl. gotta shoot your shot

Chapter 348

FELLAS IS IT GAY TO BREAK OUT INTO TERRIFIED BEN DAY DOTS BECAUSE A GIRL EXPRESSED HER CARNAL INTEREST IN YOU????

anyway so since Deku apparently doesn’t understand how romance works either, he’s trying his best to give an actual response by recontextualizing all of this in terms of the one big thing he does understand: All Might

you’re telling me you never wanted to stab All Might to death and then turn into him?? wow I just can’t believe it

but also... okay lol. so I was thinking about this sarcastically, but was then struck by the very unironic thought that there sorta kinda is someone whom Deku does, both consciously and subconsciously, try to be like, and who he also kinda does apparently share the same heart and mind as. at least if chapter 403 is anything to go by lol. soooooooo. huh

god damn it Toga. absolutely none of what you’ve said or done here has been even the SLIGHTEST BIT reasonable. you can’t just tell someone you want to stab them and be their girlfriend. and if and when they try to let you down easy by responding with the MOST THOUGHTFUL AND GENTLE REJECTION ANYONE COULD EVER POSSIBLY MAKE UNDER THESE CIRCUMSTANCES, because they’re actually the WORLD’S NICEST MAN, you can’t just respond by doing whatever it is you’re presumably about to do, which I’m guessing is gonna be really violent and unhinged

so Ochako is all “ever since we fought last time I’ve been thinking about you a lot!” and Toga is all “are you serious, YOU broke up with ME bitch” and now she’s standing behind her with a knife

“she’s the least predictable of our opponents” YEAH NO KIDDING LOL

“everyone knows that Toga is actually Ochako’s villain, like ffs Deku you haven’t even interacted with her since the Provisional Exam arc.” Deku they’re 100% right and you’re looking more and more the fool with each passing second

well all right lol. twenty minutes to get back to Musutafu. let’s just hope he doesn’t run into any traffic on the way

Chapter 349

what the fuck is OFA Dos’s quirk exactly and are we ever gonna get to it before I literally die of old age. at this point there’s gotta be a reason why he’s not using it, right?? so what’s the deal there? does he still somehow not know how? is it too dangerous? and I really need to know why II has the Bakugou gauntlets. tell me this isn’t one of the things we’re still waiting on answers for two years down the line because I swear to god I will cry

anyway so Deku’s saying he’s doing his best but he’s still “too slow”. WELL THEN MAYBE IT’S THAT TIME?? DEKU?? WHAT DO YOU SAY

NO FUCKING WAY LOL, CAN IT REALLY BE THAT EASY??!

OH WHAT THE FUCK, FUCK YOU NOT!CCHAN LOL YOU’RE JUST HERE TO COCKBLOCK HIM?

fuck. so has he used it since then?? is he gonna use it finally now that Kacchan’s alive and well again?? oh my god I need to shut up and stop asking questions and just keep reading. fuck

wow so Dabi’s literally just burning the All Might statue while he stalls for time trying to figure out how to beat his OP little brother who was literally engineered to be better than him sob. out of all the villains he’s probably the most screwed right now isn’t he

starting to get an inkling Dabi’s not happy that he doesn’t actually get to fight Endeavor. getting some subtle hints here and there that he might actually be upset about that

apparently wanting to fight Dabi and stop him from helping to destroy the world makes Shouto a pawn. wake up Shouto. stop being such a sheep, Shouto. can’t you see that saving the world is exactly what Endeavor wants you to do???!

this is just going to be seventeen chapters of Dabi talking about nonsense while they both stand around progressively getting hotter both literally and metaphorically isn’t it

Chapter 350

OH SNAP. [SLAMS HAND ON TABLE] HERE WE GO. IT’S FINALLY THAT TIME

well, well, well. to the surprise of absolutely no one. the real one who was responsible for everything this whole time

but I just have to pause real quick before we continue. because it absolutely cannot be a coincidence that AFO just happened to be there once again. just waiting in the shadows to magically swoop in the minute disaster strikes. and so, just like with baby Tenko, this immediately makes me suspect that Touya burning himself alive was not in fact a training accident at all. which is something I did not expect, and which, just. fuck, fuck, FUCK AFO. fuck this guy.

looks like the children's ward of a hospital?? wait, what??

how the fuck is he still so adorable. when exactly did the transition take place between adorable and sexily unhinged. right now Todoroki Touya still looks to be the absolute most adorable child on the planet

I miscalculated. I was not emotionally prepared to handle this chapter right now. I should not have clicked

really love to see that Touya didn’t just cave right away. wouldn’t have felt right, ngl. just doesn’t fit in with what we know about his character

oh shit wait we’re cutting back to Dabi talking to Shouto and he says he did come back home??

fucking why. goddammit what the hell. why is this the saddest fucking thing I’ve ever read. LOVE HIM!! SOMEONE!! ANYONE!! just love him, please. literally all he has ever wanted!!

JESUS. I HATE THIS. I am so upset right now. out of all of the horrific and traumatic and terrible, awful things that have happened to BnHA characters in their flashbacks, the thing that hits me the most out of all of them is this one image of a sixteen-year-old boy standing before an altar, with his family very much alive and standing RIGHT FUCKING THERE IN THE NEXT ROOM, and yet somehow feeling more alone than he’s ever been. so alone he literally gives up all hope in this one moment. my god I feel all of it and it’s so fucking devastating I keep having to stop typing so I don’t completely break down sobbing

well damn. after a rush of 15 and 13-page chapters, which were all admittedly appreciated by me in my race to catch up to Light Fades to Rain before this coming Friday, Horikoshi finishes up the volume with one hell of a 17 page finale. once again the Tododrama delivers. this was fucking phenomenal

Rewriting Season Eight

My coffee from earlier has yet to wear off so I decided to line up all the season eight fics that I’ve written so far in some semblance of chronological order based on when they’re set. My love/hate relationship with this season’s jumping out! You can find all of these fics on my blog under their titles here but I won’t be linking them onto my blog because I change my URL somewhat frequently. Probably best to just use the AO3 links on this post to get to the fics the fastest!

Left Behind (302 words) — “Requiem” If he were here, he’d embrace her from behind and wrap his arm around her, hand splayed on her abdomen.

Presumed Dead (261) — General Early S8 She’s read Doggett’s report three times already, but she can’t remember anything from it in detail. She’s stuck on a particular phrase: presumed dead.

Seven Weeks (455 words) — General Early S8 I don’t even know why I’m writing this. I’d rather tell you in person, but it’s all eating me up alive and I need to get it out.

Nightmares (390 words) — “Deadalive” “How?” Scully asks tearfully. “It’s our baby, Mom. Every little thing will remind me of him.”

Two Miracles (315 words) — “Deadalive” Scully watches him process the words and sees the exact moment that Mulder lights up.

Anybody Miss Me? (864 words) — “Deadalive” And Scully knows he’s expecting her to chuckle through the tears but she can’t hold it in anymore—all the grief and fear and stress clawing their way out. “Yes,” she sobs, burying her face in his chest. She swears she hears him give a breathy, “Oh,” as her tears soak into his hospital gown. “We missed you so much.”

A Piece of You and Me (403 words) — “Three Words” A piece of you is inside me and I’m wearing your coat. A piece of you is inside me and you’re going to be a father. A piece of you is inside me against all the odds, Mulder. A piece of you is inside me and I need you to love me.

Confront (1242 words) — “Vienen” “We need to talk,” she says over the phone, and normally he’d sigh and lie with a strained, I’m listening, but running off to take over Doggett’s investigation on an oil rig wasn’t nearly as thrilling or putting-his-life-back-together-ing as he’d expected.

Reacquaintance (1157 words) - General Late S8 “Mulder...” he heard Scully murmur, her ass against his cock as she wiggled back so she was pressed against him, shoulders to feet.

The Physics of Waddling, Colds, and Pizza (1493 words) — “Empedocles” Scully didn’t walk anymore, she waddled, and it was absolutely adorable.

Blossom (1628 words) — “Empedocles” They haven’t seen each other naked since the night before they left for Bellefleur. He’s seen glimpses here and there, when Scully will lift up her shirt to moisturize or when she accepted his help when she came home from the single autopsy she was tapped to do before her hospital stint.

Liminal Spaces (822 words) — General Late S8 They’re in that liminal space between actually having the baby and the baby still developing.

Decipher (680 words) — General Late S8 “I was settling in nicely, but it all feels a bit fake—a bit surreal.”

Domesticated (284 words) — General Late S8 She giggles (oh, her giggle) and resumes her lint rolling.

The Nuances of Breakfast and Shopping (818 words) — General Late S8 Scully gasps and appears around the corner of the aisle at the same time as Mulder does from the other side. “Look!” She holds up a little onesie depicting an alien spaceship abducting a cow. “It’s so cute!” She lets her arms fall, revealing her dazzling smile.

Home (385 words) — General Late S8 They’re unpacking Mulder’s boxes of knickknacks when the phone rings, disrupting their banter.

To Build a Crib (232 words) — General Late S8 Scully sighs. “Not this again.”

Baby Shower (804 words) — “Essence” At some point, Scully ended up between Mulder’s legs, opening her gifts with his arms wrapped around her abdomen.

“Help Them” (1691 words) — “Existence” “Scully,” he says, arms half wrapped around her and their baby, who’s pink and wailing—healthy in the lungs and very human, he sees. He smiles for a brief moment but it flies off his face when she doesn’t respond.

Hi hi 😁 I come before you humbly with my first ever Sinday request. If you’re feeling up to it, I would love to read about Mob Kylo taking us on a very lavish vacation, sexual shenanigans are an optional yet welcomed addition. He did promise us a trip to Paris in Each Eye, afterall!

(1.4k, PIV sex, dirty talk, attempts for pregnancy/pregnancy talk, multiple orgasms, come as lube, sloppy sex)

You’re curled up together in bed, one bright sunny afternoon. The streets of Paris bustle below you, you can hear the traffic sounds as people drive and bike and walk all over, off to destinations unknown. You don’t envy them, don’t envy their hurry. On vacation like this is the only time Kylo ever allows himself to lounge about in bed like this, and you don’t dare break that spell.

You face one another, the blankets and sheets low on your hips, the majority of your bodies exposed to one another. He’s so handsome, you smile to yourself as you curl your fingers through his sweaty hair, enjoy the way his chest splotches red with the effort of just having fucked you awake. It’s noon, and so far the only thing you’ve done today is have sex -- not that you’re complaining.

“I don’t want to leave.” You sigh as you shuffle yourself closer to him, his palm trailing up and down your side. You lay your head on his pillow, kiss him softly, sweetly.

“I know.” Kylo replies, voice deep deep deep but soft. He can’t keep his eyes off of you, can’t keep his hands off you either.

“Do you think we could extend the reservation? Just for a few more days?” You bat your lashes, and he chews his lips. You can’t stay too long, not too much longer than you already have. It’ll look suspicious, it’ll look like you’re running away from something.

You know by now that there must be an investigation launched for the death of his sister, the brutal murder you orchestrated. The longer you distance yourself from it, the higher up on the suspect list you go, you know this. But still…still you can’t bare to think of leaving Paris, not yet.

“Whatever you want.” Kylo nods, kisses you chastely, sweetly, the little noises of your lips against his making you smile.

“You know what I want?” You whisper, pulling his hand away from your rib cage and guiding it down down down your body. He immediately caresses your stomach, wets his lips as you steal the breath from his lungs with, “I want what you promised. I want you to fuck a baby into me. I’m not leaving Paris without it.”

You hadn’t been lying to the Rabbi when you told him you wanted to get knocked up. It hadn’t been a lie at all, and your efforts to conceive hadn’t been for nothing. You wanted a baby, you wanted Kylo’s baby, and he had never been more excited about any other idea in his life – possibly second only to marrying you.

You and Kylo had been to Paris enough, you’ve seen all the sights, that wasn’t what this trip was about. No, this trip was both an alibi and an excuse to have sex all day, every day for a week straight. More than a week, your mind reminds you, as Kylo rolls over on top of you with a bruising kiss. Ten days of nearly non-stop sex, ten days of sweat and moans and come.

He pushes his hard cock into you easily, so easily, for the third time that day. The sound it makes is obscene, you’re still soaked from earlier, but neither of you give a shit. Kylo could fuck you forever if he gets the chance, and on vacations like this, that chance is practically handed to him on a silver platter. He thrusts up into your pussy and watches as his own come oozes out around him, mouth dropping open at the sight.

“Oh fuck,” Kylo wastes little time building up a rhythm, the slick squelch of your cunt music to his ears, your body relaxing and taking him all the way up to the hilt. Kylo moans, and you moan, the two of you drunk off the feeling of one another as he calls out you rname, “(Y/N).”

“Say my name honey, I want to hear it – whose pussy do you love?” Your arms wrap around his strong shoulders, as he moves faster, as his hips smack against yours. You’re both wet, sticky, but you don’t care, you want it, want all of it, want him and his big hard cock as it fills you.

“Yours! Yours – (Y/N) – precious, baby, oh fuck, (Y/N).” He moans and groans and grunts as the head of his cock knocks right up against your cervix, as he grinds and rolls his pelvis against your pussy. He’s supporting himself so he doesn’t crush you, but you’re clinging so tight to him that your back is lifted clean off the mattress with the way your legs have wrapped around his waist, your arms around his shoulders.

“K-Kylo yes, yes right there! Harder, harder honey you can go harder please go harder.” You babble in his ear, and he listens, always listens to you.

He pauses just long enough to detangle you from his body, flip you onto your stomach and grab so tight onto your hips, his cock ramming into your cunt from behind with so much force that the headboard smacks against the wall. Your shoulders drop forward and your pussy clenches around his cock, ass in the air as you take a pounding that has your body shuddering, trembling underneath him.

“Good?” Kylo grunts out, watching as his come from earlier drips and drools down your thighs. He scoops it up with his fingers and shoves it back inside you as he fucks you, your pussy taking his fingers and his cock together with ease, and the sight makes him almost want to black out.

“So good, so fucking good – ah! Oh, oh, right there, Kylo!” You beg beg beg, your shoulder blades pinching in as you rock back against his cock, meeting his every thrust with movement of your own, chasing your pleasure again and again and again.

He’s so thick, you feel like you can taste it, can feel it creeping up your throat with how much he fills you. You don’t know how long he fucks you like this, with your face shoved into the pillow, your mouth biting and sucking on the corner of it, wishing it were his fingers, his cock, anything. You don’t know how long he pounds into you, but as he does your eyes roll back and you sob out hot salty tears of pleasure, screaming his name, screaming it loud enough that all of Paris must hear.

He comes hard, head right up against your cervix, nudging it and making you whimper and whine from the sting of pleasure pain as you orgasm so hard that your body convulses under him.

“I think that did it.” Kylo pants even as his hips still rock into you, still pushing out come, making you hiccup and shake.

“You think so?” You can barely speak, can barely feel your mouth moving as stars and spots dance across your vision.

“Mhm, I feel it, I know I can.” He rubs your stomach, as if willing it into reality, refusing to pull out as he milks his cock for every drop that he can, wanting this, wanting to give you this. He’s nearly delirious as he bends forward and kisses your face, licks up your tears and whispers, “I love you like this.”

“What, filled to the absolute brim with your come?” You mumble with a big grin, wriggling your ass against him playfully, high up on cloud nine.

“No,” Kylo kisses you, sighs sweetly against your lips as he rolls you over, careful not to pull out. He grabs a pillow and shoves it under your hips, pushes your legs back against your stomach the way the doctor told him, clarifying, “Happy.”

“I’m always happy honey, always when I’m with you.” You beam up at him, put a sweaty hand on his cheek and he turns to kiss your palm.

Then, still with his cock inside you, he leans over to the nightstand and picks up the phone, waiting a few seconds for the front desk to pick up.

“This is Mr. Ren in suite 403, we’d like to extend our time here by another week, if at all possible.” He says, before hanging up.

The second the phone is on the receiver once again, you’re laughing and grinning, filled with joy as he covers your face with eager kisses, determined to give you everything you could ever ask for.

daddy jaehyun

iv.xxxiii (a)

"Daddy not so fast." Sunoh was hanging by the hand of his father, who was dragging him through the hospital corridor. 

"Sorry Sunoh." He tried to slow down a bit and looked over at you in panic. You couldn't say anything because you were in shock. You just hope it has nothing to do with the brain tumor you accidentally knew about and weren't allowed to tell Jaehyun.

"Room 403. Here it is." Jaehyun stopped and took another deep breath. You could see how nervous he was. He hugged Geon, who was lying on his shoulder, close to him. Geon clenched his fingers to his collar as if sensing that his father needs him now. Kiwoo, on the other hand, became restless. There were too many impressions and strong smells in the hospital.

When Jaehyun, you and your three boys walk into the room, Jaehyun's father jumped up and hugged his son.

"I'm glad you're here." With tears in his eyes he looked at Jaehyun, but he felt that someone was pulling on his pants.

"Hello grandpa." Sunoh greeted him with a smile and Jaehyun's Dad looked down to him and picked the boy up.

"Hello Sunoh, nice to have you here." At that moment the older man was getting very sentimental. That Sunoh looked like Jaehyun as a kid made him reminisce.

"What happened?" You ask and move closer to the bed. Jaehyun's mother was lying there, asleep, and she was attached to several devices.

"She passed out suddenly and they tried to operate on her, but she hadn't responded well and so she had to be put into an artificial coma." Jaehyun's father lowered his head and set Sunoh down again.

"But why? What happened? All of a sudden?" Jaehyun didn't understand any of this and you bite your lip because you are ashamed. You should have told him that his mother was sick. Jaehyun's dad looked at you and you got nervous.

"I have to pick Miga up from school. I'll take the boys with me." You don't quite know what to do yet. A flood of guilty conscience overran you.

"Okay," said Jaehyun and looked blankly at you.

"Come on Sunoh, say goodbye to your father and grandpa", you send your son off to say goodbye and meanwhile take the twins with you.

"Is that okay?" Jaehyun asked carefully as he laid Geon on your shoulder.

"Yeah. I'll take care of the kids, okay?" You look at him worriedly as you position yourself with the two babies in your arms.

"Thank you," he said softly, then kissed you and then the little heads of your twins.

"Bye Daddy," Sunoh said and Jaehyun crouched down while his son hugged him.

"Help your mummy, okay?" Jaehyun gave his son a tight hug and then kissed him too. You couldn't look at it any further. There were tears in your eyes and your heart was beating fast because you had such a guilty conscience.

After you picked Miga up from school, you made everyone something to eat, breastfed the twins, done homework with Miga and tried to do some household. Jaehyun also came home later, just as the twins were starting to take their afternoon nap. Miga and Sunoh were watching TV while Jaehyun greeted them gently. He looked tired and exhausted. He was with his mother all day.

"Is everything halfway okay?" You ask him carefully and he nodded.

"I made something to eat. Come on, I'll warm it up for you." You briefly check the babies that slept peacefully and you got up. You go into the kitchen with Jaehyun and prepare something for him to eat. Your husband sat at the armchair and looked into space. It was hard to see him like that because he was so vulnerable.

"Eat something," you say and put a plate in front of him. He just nodded and started with the first bite. You sit next to him and try to be there for him. Jaehyun didn't say anything until he finished eating. He then leaned back and looked at you.

"I just can't believe they didn't tell us ..." He was suddenly so angry and you bite your lip because you knew it.

"She's had cancer for half a year. They've known it for half a year!" That surprised even you too.

"Jaehyun, I ..." You had to tell him, you just had to. Even if it was tough.

"I knew it too ..." You bow your head full of charm.

"What?" His voice was still low but he was very surprised.

"I found it out by accident." You couldn't even look Jaehyun in the eye.

"How long have you known?" He asked you and you could feel the anger.

"Since we came back from Switzerland. When I was changing Geon and Kiwoo in the bedroom if your parents, I found the note from the doctor. Jaehyun, I'm so sorry ...:" You start to cry, you never wanted to hide it from him.

"And you never got the idea to tell me maybe?" He got up from the chair and paced nervously.

"Your Dad wanted to tell you himself. I didn't have the right to interfere."

"We are a family. We have four children together ... of course you have the right to interfere."

"But they wanted to tell you themselves."

"THEY DON'T HAVE THAT!" Jaehyun suddenly became very loud and you could see his vein pulsing in his throat.

"It was a difficult decision, I just didn't know what to do." You keep sobbing and regretting what you did.

"After so many weeks of still not knowing, you should have told me."

"I wanted to, but ..."

"BUT? WHY COULD YOU NOT TELL ME THAT MY MOTHER HAS CANCER?"

"I am so sorry." You knew you made a mistake and you would love to give your all to undo it.

"Do you know what my last words to my mother was?" He looked at you, but it was so hard to look into his eyes.

"I said I didn't have time right now. I didn't have time, meanwhile she had no more time." It looked like Jaehyuns was hating himself right now.

"Please Jaehyun, I'm so sorry ..." You try to meet him, but he immediately turned away.

"I don't know if I can forgive you if those were my last words to her." Jaehyun was so upset and you could understand. But in your argument you forgot that the children were in the next room. Suddenly you hear Sunoh crying and when you turn around you see Miga holding her brother in her arms.

"Mummy, Daddy, don't fight." She also starts sobbing and is so sorry to see her like that. You quickly take a handkerchief and dry your tears.

"Daddy and I are just discussing. It's all good. Shall we go upstairs and play something?" The two nodded and you immediately go up the stairs with them.

Jaehyun didn't sleep with you that night. He had arranged everything to sleep in the study. It hurt you, but you could understand.

You look through the kitchen window into the study. Since your house was relatively glazed, everyone could see inside very well. Jaehyun was sitting on the sofa, his hair messed up. You wanted so badly to help him and be there for him, but you made a big mistake.

"Good morning, Mummy." Miga just came to you in the kitchen, already dressed in her school uniform and smiled.

"Good morning my dear. Can you bring this to Daddy?" You give her a small tablet with breakfast and coffee for Jaehyun. After all, you want him to eat something. Miga was kind and took the tablet and went over to the study. In the meantime you are preparing Miga and Sunoh's breakfast, but at the same time you are watching your daughter. Jaehyun opened the door immediately and took the tablet from her. He took Miga in his arms and kissed her head. It was sweet to see them like that, almost harmonious. However, it did not take long before Miga was with you again.

"Mummy?" She asked when you were giving her breakfast.

"Hmm?" You smile softly and give her a hot chocolate.

"Is Daddy sad?" She looked at you worried and you press your lips together.

"Yes because of his mummy."

"But Grandma only sleeps long, doesn't she?"

"Yes, but it could also be that she doesn't wake up anymore." Explaining death to your children wasn't easy. Seeing Jaehyun like that wasn't easy either. You can see that he took the coffee, but he didn't eat anything. You wanted to help him so badly. You knew what it feels like to lose a loved one.

"Mummyyyyy ..." You see how very sleepy Sunoh came to you. His eyes were still very small and his hair stood up.

"Good morning my big one." You smile and spread your arms. Sunoh sobbed and ran into your lap.

"Oh, what is wrong?" Somehow the mood in the house was strange.

"I had a nightmare." You pick up Sunoh and he buried his face in your shoulder.

"I hate nightmares," Miga then said and patted her brother's leg.

You look at the clock while you are eating and see that it was already late. You had to take Miga to school, but Jaehyun was so unstable that you didn't want to leave the three boys with him.

"Miga? Do you think that you are already that big and that you can prepare everything for school yourself? I have to get Kiwoo and Geon." You smile and Miga nodded very confidently.

"Very good. I'm sooo proud of you." You give her a kiss and go up to the bedroom.

Survey #403

“ashes to ashes, watch me disappear”

If given the opportunity, would you like to star in a musical? Definitely not. I don't like musicals. Name one person you’d take a bullet for: There's honestly a lot, but Mom immediately came to mind. Any posters of a band on your bedroom wall? Yeah: Metallica and Marilyn Manson currently. I want lots more, especially an Ozzy one. Do you think you’ve already met your soulmate? I don't believe in soulmates. Do you share your bedroom with anyone? No, unless you include my cat and snake. Is your favorite color yellow? No, it's actually one of my least favorites. Were you born in a hospital? I was. Do you know the name of the person that delivered you? No, but Mom does. I think he delivered me and my two sisters, and I know Mom has seen him since for other reasons. Was your birth recorded? God no. Good call, Mom. Did you eat a peach this week? Would you believe me if I told you I had a small bit of peach pie for my sister's birthday? For some reason, I just really wanted to try some. It was okay, but the aftertaste sucked. Are you leaving the house tomorrow? Yes, for TMS therapy. Every weekday. Do you enjoy romantic movies, even when they’re cliche? I honestly do. If you could get free vocal lessons would you take them? Probably not. I don't like singing in front of anyone, and it's not like I wanna get anywhere with my singing, so. Is your mother diabetic? She is. Are you? No. Ever sang someone to sleep? No. Who do you stalk the most through Facebook? Nobody. Have you ever deleted your Facebook, then brought it back? No. What is your main responsibility each day? Be sure to take my medications. Do you feel like you fulfill those responsibilities? Yeah. There are rare mornings where I forget, but I almost always remember. I don't fw skipping out on meds that keep my mental health stable. When was the last time you used spray paint? Good question. Do you know the middle name of the last person you kissed? Yep. Who is the friendliest person you know? My mom, probably. Something that annoys you about summer: THE HEAT. THE HUMIDITY. UGH. Something that annoys you about winter: Hm. That's hard to say, given I love winter. I guess the fact it doesn't snow enough here. Are the doors of your fridge side by side or on top of one another? Side-by-side. If you’ve moved out of the house you were born in, do you know the people who live in that house now? Nope. Have you ever cried in a movie theater? Not sobbed or anything, but I've definitely teared up and gotten the sniffles because of multiple movies. Do you read comic books? No. Do you force your way into conversations in which you are not involved? No. Have you ever seriously pretended to be clinically insane? I didn't need to pretend; I'm pretty damn sure I was for a while. Might I add that it's EXTREMELY inconsiderate to pretend you're insane, btw. Insanity is not "cool." It's not "funny." It's not "edgy." It's a serious, confusing, heart-wrenching issue that can ruin lives. Do you know anyone with a stutter? Yes, myself included when I'm even mildly nervous. And sometimes just randomly. With a lisp? I don't believe so. What was the last board game you played? The Disney version of "Pretty Pretty Princess" w/ my niece and even my nephew, even though his sexist-ass dad didn't want him to. Like let your kid have some fun with his sister and aunt, goddamn. They had a blast. It was Aubree's birthday present from me, so I am SO glad she loved it. Did you win? Ha ha, no, I always let Aubree or Ryder win. I came super close once, but I let the kids bend the rules a bit. They don't like losing, and even though they definitely need to understand that just happens and is totally fine for it to, I wasn't about to be the one to make them sad about it. When was the last time you tried to speak with an accent? OH MY LAAAAAWWWWWWD. Also at Aubree's b-day party, at one point, I spoke in a snobbish British accent while I was winning at the aforementioned game. Ryder asked, "Why are you speaking Spanish?", and I fuckin DIED. Have you ever made up a word before? Yeah, I know at least a few instances for fantasy animals in writing. When was the last time you went to a museum? A couple summers ago when my brother and his son visited, we went to a science museum. My nephew was sooooo into it. Do you have a nice yard? If so, do you spend a lot of time outside in it? If not, where do you go when you want to relax outdoors on nice days? Our front and back yards are both small and honestly very boring. The grass is a pretty green, but that's the only nice thing about it. I don't go to sit outside here on any day. Do your parents enjoy any of the things that you enjoy? Do you bond over these things? My parents and I have very similar music tastes, so there's that. I also didn't know for the longest time that Mom likes to write, which I sure as hell do, too! She doesn't really write anymore though, and she's self-conscious of it anyway, like I am. She and I also love a lot of the same shows. What is the movie that you have waited the longest for/which film do you remember anticipating the most/are still anticipating? I think The Incredibles 2. I aaaalways wanted to know what happened after the end of the first film. Do you have any ideas for a story or movie you’re planning to write or you’d write if you had the time/had the talent? Please share a synopsis! I genuinely think some RP I've written is series-worthy, but I don't feel like re-writing the YEARS of RP into a book format, and I sincerely worry that the ridiculously dark parts could inspire people like serial killers and cause A LOT of controversy, crime-blaming, and just general hate. I don't want to be involved in that. What is something that an interested guy/girl could comment about you, that would make you instantly open to them (e.g., “That book you’re reading is from my favorite author”)? Compliment my Markiplier tattoo, obviously knowing it's a tribute to him, and we're essentially besties. Is there a person in your life (maybe barely) that you feel in constant competition with (even just in your imagination)? Maybe you feel they are consistently outshining you? Ugh... there's a local photographer that's much more successful than I am that I admittedly am very envious of. I swear to whatever god you may believe in that I mean it from a modest perspective, I really, really do, but I genuinely think my skills surpasses hers, and she's only more prevalent because photography REALLY is about who you know. She's talented, yes, but like... come on. If you are single, even if you are normally happily single, are there certain specific things you witness that make you wish you were in a relationship (e.g., people getting engaged)? I mean yeah. I miss cuddling, holding hands, kissing, just being cute together, and especially people getting engaged or having kids. It's such a trigger to me. Once upon a time, that's all I wanted with Jason. I wanted to be that beautiful couple that got married and had two or three loved-beyond-words children, but then he left so abruptly, and I feel like it was so brutally robbed from me. I don't want kids anymore like at all, but the point still stands that I felt like my dreams were just ripped away. Out of all your usernames for websites, which one is your favorite? Do you use it for more than one site? I use "Ozzkat" just about everywhere. Have you ever spent the whole day (or multiple days) just looking up one thing on the internet (e.g., videos of your favorite band, how-to videos, quizzes, etc.)? OHHHHHHHHHH YEAH. There have been a couple days or so where I was totally glued to looking up various tattoo designs, bingeing let's plays or conspiracy theory videos, etc. etc. If you ever think about getting married, what are some aspects of the wedding that you would like to see in a non-traditional manner (e.g., a different color dress or “partners” over “husband” and “wife”)? I WILL NOT get married in a church, first of all. I'm also not having the traditional vows, and I probably won't wear a white dress, but instead black. Salt & vinegar, barbecue, sour cream & onion, or cheddar? Ohhhh, I like all those options but barbecue. I think I've gotta go with sour cream & onion, though. Bow ties on guys, dorky or adorable? A D O R A B L E ! ! ! I think they're ordinarily geeky, but I mean, geeky is cute in my world. :^) Do you believe in demonic possession? How about ghosts? Angels? Angels, no. Spirits/ghosts, 100%. I don't exactly believe in demons, per se, but I do question if evil spirits can possess someone. What is one romantic movie that you enjoy enough to watch more than once? I've seen The Notebook numerous times. Name three countries you want to visit; why those three? South Africa to interact with meerkats at the KMP, somewhere up in Canada to see the Northern Lights, and Germany just because, really. I took German for four semesters, and the culture and all just interests me. Do you have a good luck charm? No, considering I don't believe they do jack. Do you use Skype to talk to your friends? Only Sara. Now that I have Discord semi-figured out now though, we'll probably use that for voice chatting. Are you allergic to any animals? I might be allergic to dogs. Do you usually spend your weekends out, or at home? I'm like... always at home. Do you think it’s wrong for people to say "retard/retarded" as an insult? Absofuckinglutely. Don't pull that shit when I'm around. Have you ever had to go to the police department? No. Have you ever lived through a hurricane? Plenty. Have you ever had a home-grown tomato? Yes, from my old friend's garden. We'd have delicious tomato, mayo, and bacon sandwiches. The only instance where I've enjoyed tomatoes. Have you ever held a real gun? The former friend I mentioned just before, her husband always carried a gun, and he just needed me to hold it for a sec for some reason I don't recall. I hated the feeling. Would you rather wear Converse or Vans? I like both, but I think I prefer Converse. Have you ever been called bipolar? Yes, because I clinically am. Have you ever made fun of a handicapped person? FUCK no. And like the "retarded" thing, don't you fucking DARE to do this in front of me. I WILL deck the shit out of you. Do you think it’s okay to have sex before marriage? Sure, as long as you're being safe and are very thorough in communication. Do you like to watch old sitcoms? I don't really watch TV as I say in like every survey it seems, but I do enjoy some old sitcoms I grew up watching with my mom, like The Nanny, The Golden Girls, The Munsters, etc. If asked, could you run a mile nonstop right now? Being completely serious, I don't even know if I CAN physically run right now. My legs are so incredibly weak, and I'm humiliatingly close to what my heaviest weight was back in 2016, so I can almost guarantee my knees would crumple if I tried. Do you wear those rubber wristbands? I used to. I don't really like bracelets nowadays. If a necklace/ring gives you green marks, do you still wear it? Nope. Have you ever driven an electric car? No. When was the last time you saw someone you went to high school with? Uhhhh idk. What breed was the last dog you saw? A fucking GOLIATH of a lab. I shit you not when I say my sister's roommate's dog Hudson is the size of a goddamn bear. How long have your parents been together (or how long were they together, if they no longer are): I wanna say they were together at the very least 20 years. What has been your most epic cooking failure? I once accidentally put something (I don't remember what) in the microwave for around 45 minutes I believe, and I walked away and completely forgot about it. I remembered a long while later, and safe to say, it wasn't edible, whatever it was, lmao. Have you ever been to Mexico? No. Have you ever had a parrot sit on your shoulder? No, but that'd be cool. Has anyone in your life ever treated you abusively? No. How long has it been since your last breakup? Somewhere around two years ago? My memory is so garbage nowadays. Can you concentrate well while listening to music, or do you find it distracting? It's distracting, usually. What’s something you’ve been struggling with lately? I've been pretty bad about drinking too much soda lately. :/

your post re: whether hopper’s actually dead gave me a little hope it was literally so painful for me that i cried for 30 minutes straight

You mean THIS post???

I feel you anon. I feel you. I sobbed for three days over it before my brain kicked in and I started putting it together.

BUT.

Whats this?! Is it hope part two? You're god damn right it is, buckle in. I just posted an update on the numbers sitch so dont worry Im keeping a close eye on that one for us all.

HOWEVER. THERE IS NOW MORE.

Well circle back around to the plot clues in a minute, but lets talk about our lord and savior David K Harbour for a sec.

Way back when shooting season three was over he posted this :

(Of course we now sorta now who Gary is) But at the time this was confusing as hell. Now, he interestingly uses the phrase “while im away” and of course this could just be end of shooting speak. But given what we now know and suspect. WELL.

Now a couple more things I've noticed in the last few days :

A parallel for example, Hopper and Joyce (Americans) take Alexei prisoner (a Russian), Hopper is of course as I mentioned before called ‘The American’ by the Russians and at the end the Russians have a prisoner they call ‘the American’????? SUBTLE.

Jopper has to be endgame? Not a fact I know but. ITS UNFINISHED BUSINESS. Think about the similarities. Both Joyce and Hopper are hot messes when we first meet them, Hopper is just generally a mess anyway because he refuses to deal with his issues and Joyce because she's lost her son. They work together to find Will and enter danger together to SAVE HIM. They continue to work together to protect him and the other kids and along the way they each find a friend and someone to confide in about kids/the nightmares they face. Cute and good story telling right? Of course it comes to a weird head in Season 3 because Hoppers finally accepted he has feelings for this tiny woman who yells at dangerous men twice her size and shes not quite over the fact that her boyfriend died in front of her, and feeling a bit weird over the fact she has feelings for Hopper. Which obviously is also complicated by the fear of him possibly dying on her too. Feels entangle, arguments happen instead of discussions that would clear everything up (like I see what they were trying to do with Jopper/Hopper this season but it was very poorly executed, by the writers, and was a tad uncomfortable at times) and then we get to that moment where she FINALLY accepts it, takes a leap and they make a date and we all go “AWW YAS”. Then the unthinkable happens and she not only has to switch the lever off that ‘kills’ him but have the man she loves die AGAIN? Yikes. Epically bad storytelling and repetitive if he's actually dead am I right? Build it all from Season 1 in an intense dangerous setting where their relationship is so carefully subtle and built???? Nah. This aint Game of Thrones  If we know one thing about Joyce Byers its her non acceptance of things. This is just another hurdle for them to get over, finding him, saving him, pulling him out of yet another dark cave. Because in Hoppers storyline that's her function along with Elevens : TO BE HIS GOD DAMN SAVIOR IN ALL THEIR GLORY (and he knows this about these women, theyre strong, theyre infallible, they get.shit.done. Hence why he loves them.)

Speaking of the ‘dark cave’ reference and Eleven, prisons are dark are they not????? The Upside Down is dark is not??????? Both of which can shut off your emotions and make you feel alone, in the dark and like nothing is worth a damn - rather like Hopper was at the beginning of the show before Eleven and Joyce came into his life and pulled him out of that cave. Theyre gonna have to do it again just literally now. Eleven will play a part in locating him if not saving him from this new cave her god damn self. (when she gets the powers back obv)

And if my original post does nothing to convince you, or the numbers game David seems to be playing, or these examples then maybe this will help :

Someone posted THIS on reddit. Its a still of a BTS video from Stranger Things sets. (The full videos here so you can watch it for yourselves) here you go :

It BTS from Will Byers bedroom (we know he loves to draw already and his drawings have been very helpful and predicty in the past) and he seems to have drawn a prisoner?????? Who looks suspiciously like Hopper??? (The quality of it is better on Reddit so please go look there) But you can see literal markings on the prison uniform that look like 403- X. And someone trying to free him???? This video was posted on 4th July, the day that Season 3 dropped before anyone says that its an old video. MAKE OF THIS WHAT YOU GOD DAMN WILL.

Also Gaten says in this video "It's decorated for Christmas for reasons I don't know why” or something. Mike says Will and El should come back for Christmas. Either meaning depending on how much of a gap they wanna leave this time, Hoppers gonna be in that prison for at least 5/6 months. Hence Davids GIANT beard.

If you dont believe me that our emotional support chief isnt dead now, theres literally nothing more I can do to help you.

I FEEL JIM HOPPER IN THIS RUSSIAN PRISON TONIGHT!!!!!!!!!

A Safe Place To Land

bellarke + modern au/kid fic + 6,831 For @obviesbellarke

They become parents at exactly 3:07pm on a Wednesday in mid-October.

Unexpectedly. Tragically.

Looking back, Bellamy doesn’t remember much about the day. Just two simple events that changed life as he knew it.

The first: Monty and Harper Green both decide to play hooky from school – as a botanist, Monty just can’t justify spending three hours in a classroom teaching student about the benefits of weather to plant life when it’s a damn near perfect day. And Harper, well, her students will appreciate the sudden extension on their Chemistry Lab– So they pack up, leaving campus hand and hand to go pick up their son from daycare. They never make it.

The second: a direct result of the first.

He’s in the middle of his own lecture on Diocletian, the students of History 403 listening intently as he explains how he was, undoubtedly, one of the most important rulers of ancient times. His phone rings from his bag and he has to apologize for being that professor. However, something akin to dread settles in the pit of his stomach when he see’s it’s Clarke’s picture, his favorite – she’s perched by the bay window at their house, nothing but a t-shirt to cover her as she draws in her sketchbook, hair damp from (t)he(i)r recent shower. She should be working, her shift at the hospital doesn’t end until six and in all the years she’s been a nurse, never once has she gotten off early.

“Excuse me, I have to take this,” he tells his students, walking quickly through the side exit. He answers, ducking into the empty classroom across the hall. “Everything okay?”

It’s not.

He has vague memories of returning to the classroom to dismiss the students, packing up so quickly he forgets his jacket, his glasses, and his computer. He’s in no state to drive, but he does anyway, the only other option waiting for Miller to drive the thirty minutes it would take to get to campus from his shop. Time is not on his side.

By the time he parks, the tremble in his hands is so powerful, he rattles the door when he pulls it open. The waiting room of the emergency department is nearly empty, save for one familiar blonde braid. She’s surrounded by people in suits, looking terrified. Clarke spots him as he enters, shooting out of her seat and across the small lobby in record time. When they collide, it’s like the entire world seems to collapse, and she’s sobbing into his chest while he cries into her hair. He’s still shaking when she pulls away, brushing the hair stuck to her sweat-slicked forehead.

“I was in there when they brought them in,” she whispers hoarsely, “They were already gone, Bell. God, they’re just fucking gone.”

She falls into him again and time seems to become stagnant. He tries to conjure his best memories – the one of Monty on New Year’s, drunk and singing Frankie Vallie while Harper watched with the brightest smile. That’s who they were – happy. Beautiful. Alive, in more ways than one. His heart feels like it’s shattered into a million tiny pieces and he knows Clarke’s does too and all he can do is hold her. Words won’t find him, comfort has disappeared.

All that’s left is overwhelming heartbreak.

“We’re so sorry for your loss,” one of the suits interrupts. Bellamy hadn’t seen them approach, but they’re standing an arms-length away, mouths pressed into grim lines like this is their tragedy, too. He wants to shout. Wants to push them away, hold onto Clarke, and protect themselves from the formality of funeral arrangements and obituaries and estates. But then he spots it, out of the corner of his eye, a badge on the hip of the suited woman. Department of Child Services.

Jordan.

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I was tagged by the lovely @pocketsunshineharry​, thank you so much, love!

All answers should be about works published in 2018. (Skip any questions you don’t want to answer, but please leave them on the list so that others can answer them if they want.)

1. Number of stories (including drabbles) posted to AO3:  29. Oops. Lol

2. Word count posted for the year:  

1,725,628. That’s 1.7 million words. I have no excuse.

3. List of works published this year (in order of posting):

A Lot Of Fight Left In Me You Bring Me Home Wonder How I Ever Made It Through Don’t You Remember? I Got Me An Appetite Tell Me That You Want Me Tonight Piece by Piece Hallelujah You’re Home Lucky Ones To Carry Love (I Can Show You How To) Slow Dance I Will Answer All Your Wishes You’ve Got This Spell On Me Look How Far We’ve Come My Baby Baby, Honey It’s Coming Home You’re My Only Hope Right Here Waiting Remedy I Knew You Were Waiting For Me With The Strength To Carry On Baby We Could Be Enough Lost Without You We’ve Already Won Feels Like Christmas  Let Me Be Your Star Made From Love Fairytale of New York You Were Made To Be Mine (wip)

4. Fandoms I wrote for:

One Direction 5. Pairings:

Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson 6. Story with the most

Kudos: You Were Made To Be Mine (wip) - 2,125 / Let Me Be Your Star (complete) -  1,177 Bookmarks:  You Were Made To Be Mine (wip) - 532 / Lucky Ones (complete) - 403 Comments: You Were Made To Be Mine (wip) - 3,111 / Let Me Be Your Star (complete) - 1,212

9. Work I’m most proud of (and why):

There’s two. You Were Made To Be Mine because I love it, and I think I’ve really created a world for these two characters, and Jacob is just one of my favourite characters I’ve ever written. Also Let Me Be Your Star. This was written on a whim after something on Twitter, and it’s just been so well received. I was proud of how accurately I wrote Louis, even before we saw on him on X Factor, and I’m just really proud of how it all went.

Oh and I have to mention my first long fic A Lot of Fight Left In Me. My heart and soul went into that story, and I love it so much. And Piece by Piece, this fic will always be so special to me.

10. Work I’m least proud of (and why):

I don’t want to say. I do have one, and in a way, I am tempted to orphan it. But hey.

11. A favourite excerpt of your writing:

This was hard. I’m going for this from YWMTBM chapter 56. “Lou….” Harry shuffled their bodies until his own legs were out in front of him, Louis’ body against his, silence broken by only Louis’ sobs, and Harry’s breaths. “Louis… you know it’s okay to not be okay, right? It’s not a weakness, sweetheart… you’re just, you’re just human.. Don’t ever be ashamed of hurting because I want to be the one you turn to… not the one you run away from, yeah? I want to share your burdens, wipe away your tears… hold you when you cry. Because I love you, Louis… so much, you have no idea how much.”

“Harry, I-”

“No, it’s my turn. Listen to me, please?” Louis nodded, more tears falling as Harry started to speak. He didn’t know if there was anything Harry could say to change his mind about this. No pretty words to fix it.

“You need to trust that I’m not going to run away when things get a little bit tough. Because I’m not, not now, not ever. You’ve been pushing me away, Louis, so fucking hard, and it hurt so bad because you wouldn’t let me in when all I wanted to do was help. I just want to be there for you-”

“But you nearly weren’t-” Louis whispered, the words falling from his lips. “You nearly left me, Harry… I… you nearly died, and you nearly left me. I had to listen to a doctor tell me that they didn't know if you were ever gonna wake up. I was nearly alone again, like before. I’ve never been so scared, Harry. I can’t bear the thought of you being taken away from me. I don’t want you to leave. It’s been easier to push you away, knowing that you would leave by your own free will, than losing you any other way.”

“I didn't want to leave… you have to know I never would have wanted that, Lou...” Harry was crying again now, reliving those awful memories, things he’d pushed deep down long ago, realising with horror that Louis had never moved on, had never really talked about how he felt when Harry had had his accident… how he’d nearly lost his husband. “But I’m here now, yeah? I don’t want to leave you, Louis. I want to grow old with you, and hold your hand every single day. I want to wake up to your beautiful blue eyes, and I want to share your pain, and your hurt. I want you to trust me, to let me do that for you.”

“You were there for me when I had my accident. You were my rock. You kept me going when I wanted to give up. When the physio was too much, I just wanted to give in, but you made me strong, Louis. You encouraged me… you believed in me. But now it’s my turn. It’s my turn to support you, to believe in you, like I promised when I married you. Please let me be there for you-” Harry’s voice cracked on the last word, meeting Louis’ eyes.

All Louis could see was honesty and love. There was a sincerity in Harry’s words that he just believed, and finally, he reached down, watching as his smaller hand sat on Harry’s, their fingers mingling gently, cautiously, as if they were afraid to touch. Louis bent his fingers, letting Harry clasp his hand in return. What seemed like such a small step seemed enormous to Louis, but he knew Harry was the only person he would ever want to be vulnerable with.

Despite everything… despite how hard Louis had tried to push him away, Harry wasn’t going anywhere. Harry loved him, and he loved Harry, more than he could ever say. He looked back into the eyes of his husband, the one who loved him in spite of his faults, who loved him because of them. Harry didn't see a broken man who he needed to fix. He just saw his Louis. Louis’ bottom lip wobbled as he stared deep into Harry’s eyes, as if he were looking into his soul, seeing the other half of himself.

12. Share or describe a favourite review you received:

Some of the comments I get make me want to cry, honestly. I’m not sure people know how much leaving a comment on AO3 means to authors. I’d be hard pressed to find just one, but anything where people can relate to my writing in their real life is always very touching. Here’s one that moved me deeply recently from my christmas fic Feels Like Christmas:

“Im not gonna lie, I had to take breaks reading this because it was SO SAD in parts, in between being so beautiful.Harry was just like an angel of Christmas in this and your Louis seemed, to me, to be VERY realistic. I can't imagine how losing Jay has affected him in general but especially on his birthday and at Christmas. She was such a beautiful mum and it still breaks my heart to read of her. The cemetery scene was perfection but heart-breakingly sad.I loved Harry delivering treats to the "neighbour" who turned out to be Louis. I wish I had a Harry :)Your writing was so sensory - which is something considering I'm Australian and rarely seen snow lol But the smells, sights etc of Christmas were just amazing.Terrific job, loved it :)“

13. A time when writing was really, really hard:

I went through a period of getting negative comments on YWMTBM and that was very hard to push through and tell the story I wanted to tell. But I did, and I am proud I did, because I write for me and that’s the most important thing. I have a story to finish, and I’m determined to. I also found the scenes in the middle of YWMTBM very hard and emotional, and I got caught up in Louis’ mindset for a while, which was very tough.

14. A scene or character you wrote that surprised you: I wrote a section of YWMTBM where Louis was struggling a lot with his mental health, and I surprised myself by delving into a subject like that. It was quite different for me, but I hope I did it justice, and that people could understand Louis’ actions. Also I wrote an mpreg birth scene which I never expected to do lol.

15. How did you grow as a writer this year:

I feel my writing as a whole got better, I got more confident, and I was more able to craft stories.

16. How do you hope to grow next year:

To not take on so much lol, although I love writing so much.

17. Who was your greatest positive influence this year as a writer (could be another writer or beta or cheerleader or muse etc etc):

I’ve worked so much with @thecompasspointstohome​, one of my closest friends and she’s so much of an inspiration to me, no matter how much she ignores that I tell her that. She’s amazing, and my work would be a mess without her. I am forever grateful to have her.

18. Anything from your real life show up in your writing this year:

Yes, a bit of a sad one. A child in my class in battling leukaemia at the moment, and he was the inspiration behind Mia and her story in A Lot Of Fight Left In Me. He still has his down days, but he’s an amazingly strong child and I hope he has the ending that Mia, Olly, Louis and Harry have in that story. 

19. Any new wisdom you can share with other writers:

Write for you. That’s the most important thing I’ve found.

20. Any projects you’re looking forward to starting (or finishing) in the new year:

My BDSM fic, and my Harry Potter exchange fic. I also have my fic for the Fanworks for Charity to write, as well as updating YWMTBM. I also have a few other stories in the works so wait and see :) Oh, and my tearjerker fic which I’ve been teasing forever on Twitter, oops...

21. Tag three writers whose answers you’d like to read.

Anyone who wants to do it, please do so!

the declassified texts of the inquisition’s elite [125]

403):  Oh the sweet dreamless sleep of drugs (1-403):  You? On what? Why? - (828):  Stop calling me, Mom. I'm in his closet. You're gonna blow my cover and I'm about to catch this lying SOB. -

“Max. Do I even need to say why I’m calling you?”

“Cousin. Evelyn. Lyn. Ev. It’s a joke.”

“You sound like you were run over by a tractor.”

“That’s not a joke.”

“No, Max. It isn’t. You sound terrible. What happened? Also tell me that you’re on something prescribed by a doctor who’s had access to your medical files.”

“Of course it’s from a doctor,” Max sounds irritated. “How reckless do you think I am? I’m on a good streak right now and my lyrium doses are at an all time low to the point where my program director thinks I might be able to completely wean off in the next four to five months if I stay on this track. I’m not going to ruin that by getting addicted to pain medication or sleep aides.” Max pauses. “Though with the frequency in which I’m being given morphine and various other forms of pain medication maybe we should look into that. Just to make sure I’m not accidentally getting addicted. I mean. Look. I’m not craving anything. I don’t think. But maybe we don’t put me on any assignments that would put me in situations what would require me to get shots of morphine for a few months and see how that goes.”

Evelyn opens the door to her office, sticking her head out and looking around. She spots Josephine’s office door open as well and gestures at the woman. Josephine catches her eye, also on the phone, but puts the receiver against her shoulder and shoots a questioning look at Evelyn.

Evelyn does her best to dramatically mouth Max’s name at Josephine. Either it works or Josephine’s going to think she’s gone off the rails extra early on a Wednesday morning, but Josephine nods and returns to her phone call. Evelyn tunes back into Max’s side of the conversation in time to hear Max complaining about how she doesn’t get on anyone else’s case about prescription drug use.

“It’s because not everyone is my cousin, the only family I have that I can say I care about with completely sincerity,” Evelyn replies. “And not everyone I know is currently weaning off of lyrium doses. There’s Cullen but he’s almost never doing active field work so I don’t have to worry there. The worst that can happen is him getting some kind of ulcer from stress, in which case I probably have other things to worry about that aren’t him getting addicted to pain killers. Like what the hell is going on with the chain of command and delegation of duties that my commander is suffering stomach ulcers.”

“Oh, Evelyn, you do care.” Max coughs. And then gags. “I’m going to hang up because if I get vomit on my phone or drop it in the toilet again and need to get it repaired or replaced the requisitions people are going to have me drawn and quartered.”

Evelyn’s email notification alert goes off at the same time Max hangs up. She checks it and sees Josephine has forwarded Max’s current assignments and reports to her.

Evelyn quickly taps out a thank you and heads to her computer to open them. Maybe she should get Max a desk job. She wonders how adverse Cullen would be to having Max off of his roster for a while. He’s got one of the best performance and success rates among their higher ranking staff, but at the same time — Max’s tendency to get hurt is troubling on so many levels.

-

“I have so many questions for you,” Leliana says as she flips through Herah’s report. “I have to tell you, Adaar. I’ve been in this business for years. I’ve had contacts who’ve been in this line of work for as long as I have. Not once have I ever had a mission fail and the excuse be because the agent’s mother blew their cover. Truly, Adaar, you are a special case among special cases.”

She closes the folder and tosses it onto a stack of other similar folders of mission failures that she’s been calling agents in to discuss for the past few days before final performance reviews are due to Josephine.

“Any further details you’d like to provide other than the wonderful brief and enticingly curious sentence, ‘mission ended in failure with agent’s location being revealed due to repeated calls from the agent’s mother’?” Leliana leans back in her chair, hands folded over her stomach. “Because, believe you me, this report caused a lot of people to start talking all the way up the chain. From intake all the way to the command table. We are all just dying to know further details. Such as how your mother had access to your work phone while you were on an extremely important mission. Shall we start there?”

“Yeah, that’s a fair question to ask.”

“Oh, it’s fair is it? How generous of you to label it as such.” Leliana taps something on her keyboard.

“Are you recording me?”

“It’s the Inquisition, Adaar. You have an eighty percent chance of being recorded at all times.” Leliana smirks. “That said? In this instance, I’m video calling several other interested parties and have them all on mute while you tell us all the details of how your mother ruined your perfect game.”

“Ah — fucking come on. I mess up once and you give me this kind of grief? What the fuck guys? I don’t see you guys pulling this kind of shit on Trevelyan or Blackwall. You don’t give Bull this kind of shit.”

Leliana turns her computer monitor to show at least ten other people looking incredibly excited. Herah flips them off.

“You messed up once, but you messed up in such a spectacular way that it can’t go unaddressed,” Leliana says. “Stop stalling and tell us everything. Do I have to pull phone logs, Adaar? Because I already have and because you’re such a good agent I’d prefer to spare you the humiliation of distributing them to all of our colleagues.”

Author’s Note: Sorry the chapter is a little long.There’s a lot of story we have to get through and I don’t want to cut it off in an awkward place. Bare with me though! Onto the chapter! 

The two girls made it to the Olos Dormitory. It was on the opposite side of campus from where Monaedi lived, so she had never really been near it before. But she could tell by the doorman who greeted them as they entered a foyer, that was also draped in chandlers and luxury chairs, couches, and at tables with little crystal bowls with various wild nuts in them...you could say she felt out of place.

Mona’s heart rate started to pick up. She rolled her eyes at her sudden panic and let out a trembling breath. The girl looked up at her through bluish eyelashes.

“You good?” She slurred. Mona shook her head a little to clear it.

“I should be asking you that question,” she grinned as they entered the elevator. The girl pushed the button to her floor and they went up.

“I'm—” the blue haired girl started to slur out, but suddenly she gagged and put her hand over her mouth. Monaedi looked at her with concern.

“We’re almost there,” Monaedi said, “We are almost there right?”

They stopped on floor 6 of the large building and stopped in front of suite 403.

“Yeah we’re here,” the girl said gulping down whatever was in her throat. She pulled out a key card from out of her bra, which amused Monaedi, and swiped it. She opened the door and stumbled into her room, kicking her heels off in the process.

From the doorway, Monaedi looked around the dorm room. Dorm room? More like a penthouse, she thought. And it was: there was a living room with nice furniture like the ones in the lobby, a protect tv half the size of the wall equipped with a sound system and X1 gaming console, and a small bar area with a game table. In the middle of the room was the kitchen area equipped with quick oven/stove combination, sink, and fridge, and an island separating the entertainment section with what looked like the bedroom. In that corner, there was a large bed, way too big for one person, with bedding that looked so comfortable to Monaedi. She suddenly remembered how tired she was.  

“You know you can come in right?” The girl called back behind her to the door. She stumbled over to her bedroom area. Mona walked awkwardly into the room looking about.

“You sure you don't want me to take you to somewhere more comfortable? I'm pretty sure those sheets are only 800 count. You must be suffering,” She said with all the sarcasm she could muster up, but she was pretty sure she sounded more amazed.

Mona tried to look anywhere but at the girl. After a few moments, she heard heavying breathing and a slight snore. She turned around and the girl was knocked out on top of her bed. After a moment Monaedi walked over and covered her with her sheets to keep her modest. Mona yawned. She looked at her mobile to see if there were any shuttles running to take her home. There weren't. She looked at the door and back at the sleeping girl. Another yawn and Monaedi decided to take a seat on the sofa. She rested her head on the arm of the chair. This is more comfortable than my bed, she thought as she drifted off to sleep.

The girl was pulled out of her deep sleep to the sound of a toilet flushing. She opened her eyes slightly. Immediately regretting it she clamped them shut. She put a hand over her face and wished herself back to sleep, but the raging throbbing in her skull wouldn't let her. She heard the faucet run. The door started to open and she sat up, expecting someone she knew...

Monaedi, carrying a cup of water and something small in the other hand, stopped mid stride when she saw the fear and confusion on the girl's face.

“Sorry, I just—I hope it's alright that I used it...And that I stayed—I should've asked, it's just there weren't any shuttles, and it was late, and I'm all the way across town—” the words coming out like a freight train derailing off the tracks.

“No, no..it's uh, that's..fine umm...” the girl replied just as shaken. She started to blank trying desperately to remember what the hell was happening and who this person was—

“Monaedi,” Mona taking a hesitant step toward the nightstand next to the bed. She put down a glass of water and a couple of pills from the other hand, “...For the headache, I assume you have.”

“Oh right, Mona,” the girl said calming down, “Thank you. I'm Theodora. Well Theo really,” she said getting a good look at the girl in front of her, “You look familiar. Did we have a class together or something?”

““Yes, we have Natural Science together—”

“Oh right!”

“Literature, and Galactic History, Arithmetic…”

“Oh, so all of them…”

“...Yeah,” Monaedi’s face flushed and she looked down at her feet to hide it. Though Theo did see. After a few moments, Mona spoke up again, “H-how are you feeling? Alright?” Theo searched for something to cover herself up with, as she was still in her underclothes. She found an old t-shirt with the university’s logo on it and threw it on.

“Yeah, I’ll be fine...um..we didn’t..you know,” she tried to insinuate. At first, Mona wasn’t sure what she was talking about. And then her face went bright red.

“NO! No, I just brought you here— you fell asleep. I—just wanted to make sure you were alright, you know after everything that happened,” she stammered out trying her damnedest to find the right words.

“Everything that happened?...Oh wow, yeah that...,” Theo put a hand to her head, “And you stayed. That’s actually very sweet of you,” she said looking up.

“Glad I could help,” Mona waved it off, and started to play with the ends of her hair. After a moment she heard a sniffle and looked up. Theodora was looking at the wall, trying to hold back tears.

“That really..sucked major balls didn’t it?” Theodora spat out between sobs.

“...Yes, I guess it did. Though, sucked major balls isn’t exactly the words I’d use, but...” Mona said shrugging. Theodora chuckled through tears. And then started to laugh heartily. Mona grinned at her laugh, “Sorry, this isn’t the time for jokes”.

“No it was perfect, thank you,” Theo said with a smile, and Mona returned it brightly. They sat in more comfortable silence, “You know what, I'm kind of glad my boyfriend flirted with another girl and making me leave that party. If anything I got to meet you.”

“He sounds like a prick,” Mona said offhandedly. And Theo, though surprised, snorts at the guy's own expense, “Not sure if I was worth what happened last night though,” Theo's smile fades.  

“It was pretty scary,” Monaedi saw the grim look on Theo’s face and chastised herself for making it happen.

“I could only imagine. I'm sorry I shouldn't have brought it up,” she sat on the bed, “But you’re okay, that’s what matters. It’s good that you stopped them… How did you stop them exactly? It was like...like nothing I’ve ever seen before?”

“Honestly, I’m not sure how I do it. It has only happened a couple times in my life. When I was young mom wanted to get rid of my dog because he peed on her carpet. I made him weightless and he floated right out the window. Luckily he came back home running to us.” Both the girl laughed.

“That’s...different,” Mona says.

“I know that’s why I don’t really like to announce it,” Theo looked down, at her hands.

“Sorry, I meant, good different. I think it’s rather interesting,” Mona said getting excited.

“You think so?” Theodora smirked.

“Yeah, I’d give anything to be remotely interesting.”

“What?! You’re pretty great yourself. Saving drunken maidens in dark alleyways and what not.” She pretended to swoon laying on Mona’s shoulder. They giggled and Theo sat up, “Not a lot of people would’ve done that.” When she realized they were staring at each other, Mona blushed and cleared her throat.  

“You should practice. With your... ability I mean,” she clarified when Theodora looked confused.

“What? No, I don’t think so. Like I said, it’s just something weird that comes every once in awhile.”

“No, don’t you see, it doesn’t have to be.” Mona’s gears were turning, getting excited. Theo thinks for a second, then declines.

“Nah—I don't—”

“It could come in handy, like last night… I could help you!”

“NO!” they sit in silence.

Mona wished that she could say something, anything. But her mind started to flood with faults: Why did you say that? How could you push her? After everything she's been through. Those guys just wanted to use her...You. You wanted to use her. Because you're alone. You're no better than them!

“I should go…”

“Sorry,” they say at the same time. Mona shot up from the bed. Theo was taken back by the other girl's suddenness.

“Right...Well thanks again...” Theo watched as Monaedi quickly gathered her things.

“No problem, really..” she said putting on her jacket, but not taking her eyes off the floor. Neither one of them said anything so Mona moved towards the door. She opened it.

Mona glanced up at her and gave a wisp of a smile. Then walked to the elevator.

To be continued...

Shattered (shalaska) - indie

A/N: So this was originally supposed to be a response to a prompt about Alaska winding up in the hospital with no ID and jealous Sharon (which I do still want to write eventually), but instead turned into something much more depressing that will likely wind up being a chaptered fic about learning how to pick up the pieces when the world knocks you on your ass. As always any and all feedback is appreciated. :)

“Hellooo, Lasky,” Katya says into the phone to the tune of ‘hello nurse,’ a grin spread across her face. “Did you miss me that much already?”

Her face scrunches in confusion when it isn’t Alaska who replies.

“What?”

Katya’s heart sinks.

“Justin. His name is Justin. I don’t- I don’t have any family contact information but I can get some.”

She nods even though the person on the other end can’t see her.

“Okay. Thank you.”

She pushes the end button on her phone and drops it as tears begin to brim her lids. She stands there for a moment, anxious and terrified, until she picks up her phone again. The first person she calls is Trixie.

“Alaska’s in the hospital and I don’t know what to do,” Katya says all in one breath, so the words string together, like if she says them fast enough they’ll somehow be less true, less terrifying. Trixie talks for a moment on the other end of the line and Katya can feel her heartbeat slow within her chest as she takes a few deep breaths and together they form a plan.

Katya paces around her living room as she waits for David to answer. The phone rings four times before a voice on the other end picks up.

“David it’s Katya,” she starts and pauses for long enough that David asks if she’s still there. “Yeah, sorry I just - it’s about Alaska. She’s been in a car accident… She didn’t have her wallet. They think… they think she was drunk.”

She leaves the last part out when she talks to Pam and heads straight to the hospital. She paces as she waits for updates from the doctors and watches the minutes, hours tick by as Alaska is in surgery, smiles as politely as she can as Alaska’s family shows up, terrified. They sit in silence until a doctor walks through the door and tells them things are going slow but steady, but things were looking good.

A wave of slight relief floods the waiting room and Katya smiles for the first time since her phone rang. After a moment of conversation, Cory pipes up.

“Has anyone told Sharon what’s going on?”

“David said he would, but I haven’t heard from either of them.”

“I’ll text her.”

—

The radio static pierces the otherwise silent cab. The cab driver tries to make polite conversation, but stops after the third question Sharon doesn’t bother to answer. She doesn’t have the energy to speak. Not right now. The light from her phone illuminates the back seat every few minutes as she stares at the last text message she received.

Did David tell you about Alaska?

She hands the cab driver enough to cover her fare and then some and steps into the bright lights of the airport. She purchases a one-way ticket with a knot in her stomach and makes her way through security and to her gate. She’s surrounded by business people with suitcases and somewhere more important to be. The latter part is the only thing they have in common. Worry gnaws at her inside as she tries to distract herself with Instagram and Twitter, apologizing for having to cancel her show for the night and silently willing time to simultaneously speed up and slow down so she can get to Pittsburgh sooner while still having time. All she wants is time.

I’m only an airplane ride away, baby.

She doesn’t remember falling asleep on the plane, and by the time she slides into the uber to bring her to the hospital the lump in her throat she’s been trying to ignore aches to the point of pain and she brings her hands up to her mouth, choking out a small sob. She can’t remember the last time she was this afraid of anything.

I’m only a cab ride away, baby.

She inhales a deep breath and regains her composure quickly as the uber pulls up the hospital doors. The driver murmurs out something Sharon doesn’t quite make out before she steps out of the door and stares up at the large brick building. She stands outside for only a minute trying to mentally prepare for what she’s about to see, but it feels like an eternity before she actually manages to put one foot in front of the other to enter.

The woman at the front desk is too cheerful for 7 a.m., but she gives Sharon the directions that she needs without much trouble and Sharon presses the button and exhales a breath she didn’t realize she’d been holding until the double doors closed.

I’m only an elevator ride away, baby.

Her foot taps rhythmically against the elevator floor to a piano mix of a song Sharon recognizes but can’t place the name of. She stops trying as the elevator dings and the double doors open again. Room 403. Her eyes scan the hallway carefully for the room number and she’s so absorbed with searching she doesn’t realize Pam is screaming until she walks into the room. Brooke is holding Alaska’s hand and repeating ‘no’ over and over again. Ryan is sat on the other side of the bed, his head cradled in his hands and his shoulders rising and falling with heavy sobs. Sharon locks eyes with Cory as he frowns and shakes his head, tears rolling down his cheeks.

Her eyes fall to Alaska lying there with a shaved head, tubes coming out of her nose, eyes closed, unmoving.

Dead.

The world goes deafeningly silent as Sharon backs out of the room collapses against a wall trying and failing to remember how to breathe. She was supposed to be okay. She brings her knees up to her chest. She was in surgery. She brings her hands up to cover her face as tears leave her eyes against her will and her entire body shakes with sobs. She was supposed to be okay. She stays stays like that, sobbing and repeating her mantra of foolish, failed optimism until several pairs of arms pull her to her feet. Even blurred with tears she recognizes the faces of Willam and Courtney and their presence only makes her sob harder. Their arms wrap around her and envelop her in a hug. She’s grateful; her legs feel as if they’ll betray her and give out any moment. Provided her heart didn’t do that first.

I wasn’t good enough to you. I should have been around more. I should have been here. I love you. I love you. I love you. I’m sorry. You were supposed to be okay.

“Sharon… you’re here…” Katya’s voice broke through the sounds of cries around them and every ounce of sadness and guilt Sharon feels turns to rage as she opens her eyes to see Katya standing a foot away, puffy-eyed and on the verge of tears.

“Don’t talk to me, Katya,” Sharon snaps. “You were fucking here. Why didn’t you tell me?!”

“Sharon, that’s not fair. I-I didn’t know until I got the call from the hospital. I don’t have your number!”

“Don’t do this right now,” Willam interjects.

“No this is fucking bullshit,” Sharon shouts, her voice echoing through the mostly vacant hospital hall. There’s so much pain and she doesn’t know what to do with it, but far heavier than the pain is the guilt. She doesn’t know how to cope. The only person she wants to see is in the other room no longer breathing, and somehow that doesn’t seem real. That fact can’t be real. “Why didn’t they call me!?”

“Sharon calm down,” Courtney begs and Sharon pulls away from all of them and shakes her head, her face covered in tears.

“The last thing we did was fight!” Sharon yells and the other three fall silent immediately. “I didn’t get to apologize! I didn’t get to say goodbye! I didn’t get- I didn’t-” Her voice trails off as she chokes out another sob and another pair of arms wrap around her. This time it’s Cory who’s voice she heads.

“This isn’t your fault, Aaron. This isn’t anyone’s fault.”

She knows it’s supposed to feel reassuring, but it doesn’t help ease the guilt. None of the words in the world can lift her spirits as she stands in the same room she and Alaska had shared every time they visited Pam for the better part of a decade and pulls the only things she remembered to grab out of her pockets - house keys, her wallet, and a ring.

You were supposed to be okay.

Fairly Screechy THOUGHTS about 406

GUYS WE GOT AN INTERRUPTED LOVE CONFESSION ON A BEACH HOLY SHIT I HAVE A LOT TO SAY ABOUT THAT SO STAY TUNED.

But first: Raven continues to be the best, and I am enjoying her refusal to forgive Murphy.  I didn’t love the insinuation that he hates himself more for what he did to her, simply because we’ve seen no evidence of that and I prefer Murphy to remain my Cockroach Prince with vague wooby tendencies that he tends to dismiss and not my Fully Woobified Prince but everything else about that storyline-- Luna being perfect, Raven being a ball of anger and determination, Murphy being a moderately helpful asshole-- was amazing so I’ll allow it.

Monty continues to be the MVP of my life while Jaha has been downgraded to a Disappointment on Several Fronts.  Monty bringing up Wells was an excellent OH SNAP moment, and I do like that this show uses Wells as their trump card but only sparingly.  (Also we need a new phrase for trump card; it’s giving me anxiety now thanks to the president.)  Using Wells too often would feel exploitive, and for awhile there it seemed like they’d forgotten him entirely.  But once or twice a season his name should be brought back as the Platonic Ideal of a Human, because he WAS.

Beard Dad was similarly amazeballs this episode as he tried to keep Murder Child #2 in line and considered adopting Murderous Elf Prince as Murder Child number #3, but his storyline was caught up in the complete abject mess that is Octavia’s motivations which was less satisfying.

And like...here’s the thing about Octavia and her anger this episode: I like that the show doesn’t give us easy solutions to things like grief, but her character arc feels out of order, especially because of 405.  In 405 we had Octavia risking her life to protect her people and giving Ilian an impassioned speech about how revenge doesn’t help and then...she’s back to revenge again?  It’s also very unclear why she’s so angry with Murderous Elf Prince.  Sure, he sort of condemned them all to die, but it wasn’t personal and she’s acting like it is, which is weird.  I honestly think it would have been better to have someone else warn Arkadia that Azgeda was coming (maybe Ilian could have done it to get people out of the way before he burned it?) and then have Monty take Octavia’s place with Niylah to try and talk Murderous Elf Prince out of it while Octavia was off healing with Indra.  It would have robbed us of that beautiful Bellamy-Clarke-Octavia triad shot at the end of 405 (and Bellamy holding his baby sister like on the day she was born, *sob*) but it would have made more sense in terms of her character. (It sort of felt like “Marie is contracted to be in this episode and we don’t have time for a separate storyline for Octavia with Indra, so fuck it she’ll be fine for 405 and back to Murder Child for 406.”) But that adjustment would have also taken away Bellamy’s angst which I am more interested in, so it’s sort of a wash.

Clarke’s scene with Niylah was lovely and healing and I’m very happy she has someone like Niylah in her life, but honestly I was so distracted by how fine her compartments were that I couldn’t pay too much attention.  Arkadia EXPLODED in the last episode, and Clarke’s room was...not touched by that at all, apparently.  (Yes I know Monty said they lost half of the sleeping quarters which implies the other half were fine, but like...IT EXPLODED.  EXPLODED.)

But REALLY what I want to talk about is the Fury Roadtrip, because Bellarke+ Roan being action heroes was everything I ever wanted.  I loved that they basically took turns dealing with Roan, because he is King of Annoying Them just as they are King and Queen of Annoying Him In Return.  So much mutual annoyance and respect; it was seriously the greatest thing ever.  

Sidenote: I like that despite the fact that Arkadia was responsible for massacring their army, the Trikru guys were like “hey can we get a ride?”  I’m fine with them moving on, but being carpool buddies level friends feels strange.  Also, Roan: CLOSE THE BACK FLAP IF YOU’RE SUPPOSED TO BE UNDERCOVER.  Your men can peek out the gaps in the side to keep an eye on things.  This is not rocket science, as Raven will gladly tell you.

Particular things I liked: Bellamy’s hesitation to uncover the body, where you could see him bracing himself to find Clarke dead, followed by almost instantaneous relief that it wasn’t her and guilt that it was one of Roan’s men.  Bellamy was having a no good very bad day, but at least Clarke was still alive.  Naturally, I also adored every single fucking thing about the car chase, from Bellamy and Roan bickering to Roan JUMPING FROM ONE MOVING CAR TO ANOTHER to Clarke being our favorite crafty slytherin and slowing down/elbowing the guy with a sword to her throat so Bellamy could snipe him.  Bellamy and Clarke’s relieved smiles at each other after that was like pure sunshine on a dreary day, because even while in separate speeding trucks they’re In The Drift.

Hookay, so: Octavia, Clarke, and Bellamy’s feelings.  I have a lot to say about this, but I do like that this episode established two things: 1) Bellamy is not giving up on Octavia and 2) Clarke is not giving up on Bellamy.  His “you gave us a scare” to O was so heartbreakingly gentle and relieved, so to be faced with her anger after that felt like a slap in the face, as I think it was intended.  It bothered him, but he’s still not going to let it slide.  

What we saw on the beach though, was basically how Bellamy and Clarke are seeing the future-- he sees an inescapable end, and she sees hope.  His entire refrain this episode was essentially “we don’t have enough time for Octavia to forgive me,” while Clarke was like “NO WE HAVE ALL THE TIME IN THE WORLD WE WILL SURVIVE THIS.”  He’s got the pressure of a ticking clock behind him, but Clarke isn’t accepting that and so she’s not in “say your last words to the people you love” mode yet.  But very significantly, Bellamy is.  Octavia hates him but he doesn’t want to die with things the way they are, so he’s going back to face her until they make things right.  He tried to tell Clarke that he loved her (and importantly, I don’t think he expected reciprocity there-- that was just a I need you to know this moment) but Bellamy knows Clarke, and he knows that if the nightblood solution isn’t working she will stay on Science Island until they find something that does.  With the radiation looming, he’s not sure she will ever make it back to Arkadia, so he’s not saying this with any hope of a future.  He’s saying it because everything is ending and he doesn’t want to die with things left unsaid.

But Clarke is back in fighting mode (partially thanks to Bellamy in 403) and so she’s not ready to hear his goodbyes.  She’s going to tell him to go home and wait for his sister to come around, because that’s what he needs right now-- Octavia.  She’s telling him him he’s special (which is kiiiind of a weird thing to say about siblings, but Clarke was also clearly speaking for herself there and also she doesn’t have a sibling so I’ll allow it) and then says she’ll see him later.  Clarke still believes they have a future, and that’s really fucking important in terms of understanding where they are in that moment.

Also...guys, he was gonna say that he loved her.  On a beach.  What a romantic, dramatic prince of everything I love him so much.

1000 Palavras Mais Usadas em Inglês

http://tinyurl.com/kb44wkk A tabela completa está disposta da seguinte forma: # é a posição da palavra na ordem da mais usada (1) até a menos usada (1000), palavra, pronúncia (com áudio) e tradução. Confira:

# Palavra Pronúncia Tradução 1 the dhâ o, a, os, as 2 of âv de 3 to tuu para 4 and énd e 5 a â um, uma 6 in ên em, dentro 7 is ês é 8 it êt este 9 you yuu você 10 that dhét que, aquele 11 he rrii ele 12 was uós era, estava 13 for fór por, para 14 on ón em 15 are ar são, estão 16 with uêdh com 17 as és como, enquanto 18 I ai eu 19 his rrês seu 20 they dhei eles 21 be bii ser, estar 22 at ét em 23 one uân um 24 have rrév ter 25 this dhês este 26 from frâm de 27 or ór ou 28 had rréd tinha 29 by bai por, em 30 hot rrat quente 31 word uâd palavra 32 but bât mas 33 what uót o-que 34 some sâm algum 35 we uii nós 36 can kén pode, lata 37 out aut fora 38 other âdhâr outro 39 were uâr eram, esavam 40 all ól todo 41 there thér lá 42 when uen quando 43 up âp para-cima 44 use iuz usar 45 your yór seu 46 how rráu como, quão 47 said séd disse 48 an én um, uma 49 each iich cada 50 she shii ela 51 which uêtch qual 52 do duu fazer, mesmo 53 their thér seus 54 time taim tempo, hora 55 if êf se 56 will uêl vai, vontade 57 way uei caminho, jeito 58 about âbaut sobre, quase 59 many méni muitos 60 then dhên então 61 them dhêm deles 62 write rait escrever 63 would uôd deveria 64 like laik como, gostar 65 so sôu assim, tão 66 these dhiiz estes 67 her rrâr dela 68 long lóng longo 69 make meik fazer 70 thing thêng coisa 71 see sii ver 72 him rrêm dele 73 two tuu dois, duas 74 has rrés tem 75 look lôk olhar 76 more mór mais 77 day dei dia 78 could côd poderia 79 go gôu ir 80 come câm vir 81 did dêd fez, mesmo 82 number nâmbâr número 83 sound saund som 84 no nou não 85 most moust mais, maior 86 people piipâl pessoas, povo 87 my mai meu 88 over ouvâr sobre, acima-de 89 know nou saber 90 water uóttâr água 91 than dhén que 92 call cól chamar 93 first fârst primeiro 94 who rruu que 95 may mei maio, pode 96 down daun baixo 97 side said lado 98 been bên sido, estado 99 now nau agora 100 find faind encontrar 101 any éni qualquer 102 new nuu novo 103 work uârk trabalho 104 part part parte 105 take teik pegar 106 get ghét ficar 107 place pleis lugar 108 made meid feito 109 live lêv, laiv viver, vivo 110 where uér onde 111 after éftâr após 112 back bék atrás, costas 113 little lêttâl pequeno, pouco 114 only ounli somente 115 round raund redondo, rodada 116 man mén homem 117 year yiir ano 118 came keim chegado 119 show shou mostrar 120 every evri cada 121 good gôd bom 122 me mii me, eu 123 give ghêv dar 124 our ar nosso 125 under ândâr sob 126 name neim nome 127 very véri muito, absoluto 128 through thruu através-de 129 just jâst justo, só 130 form fórm forma, formulário 131 sentence sêntâns sentença 132 great greit ótimo, excelente, grande 133 think thênk pensar 134 say sei dizer 135 help rrêlp ajudar 136 low lou baixo 137 line lain linha, fila 138 differ dêfâr diferir 139 turn târn tornar, vez 140 cause cóz causa 141 much mâtch muito 142 mean miin meio, significar 143 before bêfór antes 144 move muuv movimento 145 right rait direito 146 boy bói garoto 147 old ould velho 148 too tuu também 149 same seim mesmo 150 tell têl contar 151 does dâz faz, mesmo 152 set sêt conjunto, fixar 153 three thrii três 154 want uânt querer 155 air ér ar 156 well uel bem, poço 157 also ólsou também 158 play plei peça, tocar 159 small smól pequeno 160 end ênd fim, finalizar 161 put pôt por 162 home rroum casa 163 read riid ler, lido 164 hand rrénd mão 165 port pórt porto 166 large larj grande 167 spell spêl soletrar, encanto 168 add éd adicionar 169 even iivân mesmo 170 land lénd terra 171 here rriir aqui 172 must mâst dever 173 big bêg grande 174 high rrai alto 175 such sâtch tal 176 follow falou seguir 177 act ékt ato, agir 178 why uai por-que 179 ask ésk pedir, perguntar 180 men mên homens 181 change tcheinj mudar 182 went uent foi 183 light lait leve, luz 184 kind kaind bom, tipo 185 off óf por, desligado 186 need niid precisar 187 house rraus casa 188 picture pêktchâr foto, filme 189 try trai tentar 190 us âs nos 191 again âghein de-novo 192 animal énâmâl animal 193 point point ponto 194 mother mâdhâr mãe 195 world uârld mundo 196 near niir perto 197 build bêld construir 198 self self próprio, ego 199 earth ârth terra 200 father fódhâr pai 201 head rred cabeça 202 stand sténd permanecer, de-pé, banca 203 own oun próprio 204 page peij página 205 should shôd deveria 206 country cântri país 207 found faund encontrado, fundar 208 answer énsâr resposta 209 school skool escola 210 grow grou crescer 211 study stâdi estudo 212 still stêl até, calmo 213 learn lârn aprender 214 plant plént planta, fábrica 215 cover câvâr cobrir 216 food fuud comida 217 sun sân sol 218 four fór quatro 219 between bituiin entre 220 state steit estado 221 keep kiip guardar 222 eye ai olho 223 never nevâr nunca 224 last lést último, durar 225 let let deixar 226 thought thót pensamento, pensado 227 city cêtti cidade 228 tree trii árvore 229 cross crós cruz, cruzar 230 farm farm fazenda 231 hard rrard duro 232 start start começar 233 might mait poder, poderia 234 story stóri estória, andar(prédio) 235 saw só viu, serra 236 far far longe 237 sea sii mar 238 draw dró arrastar, empate 239 left left esquerda, deixado 240 late leit tarde 241 run rân correr 242 don't dount não 243 while uail enquanto 244 press pres pressão, imprensa 245 close clous fechar 246 night nait noite 247 real riil real 248 life laif vida 249 few fiu alguns 250 north nórth norte 251 open oupân aberto 252 seem siim parecer 253 together tâghedhâr juntos 254 next next próximo 255 white uait branco 256 children tchêldrân crianças 257 begin bêghên começar 258 got gat ficado 259 walk uók andar 260 example igzémpâl exemplo 261 ease iiz facilitar 262 paper peipâr papel 263 group grup grupo 264 always óluêz sempre 265 music miuzêk música 266 those dhouz aqueles 267 both bouth ambos 268 mark mark marcar 269 often ófân muitas-vezes 270 letter lettâr letra, carta 271 until ântêl até 272 mile mail milha 273 river rêvâr rio 274 car car carro 275 feet fiit pés 276 care kér cuidado 277 second secând segundo 278 book bôk livro 279 carry kéri carregar 280 took tôk pego 281 science sains ciência 282 eat iit comer 283 room ruum cômodo, quarto 284 friend frend amigo 285 sight sait visão 286 began bêgén começado 287 idea aidiia idéia 288 fish fêsh peixe, pescar 289 mountain mauntân montanha 290 stop stap parar 291 once uâns uma-vez 292 base beis base 293 hear rriir ouvir 294 horse rrórs cavalo 295 cut cât cortar 296 sure shôr certo 297 watch uótch assistir, relógio 298 color câlâr cor, colorir 299 face feis rosto 300 wood uôd madeira 301 main mein principal 302 enough inâf bastante 303 plain plein plano, simples 304 girl gârl garota 305 usual iuzhuâl usual, comum 306 young yâng jovem 307 ready riidi pronto 308 above âbâv acima 309 ever evâr sempre, já 310 red red vermelho 311 list lêst lista 312 though thou apesar-de 313 feel fiiól sentir, sentimendo 314 talk tók conversar 315 bird bârd pássaro 316 soon suun logo 317 body baddi corpo 318 dog dóg cachorro 319 family fémâli família 320 direct dârekt direto 321 pose pouz posição 322 leave liiv deixar 323 song sóng canção 324 measure mejâr medida 325 door dór porta 326 product pradâkt produto 327 black blék negro 328 short shórt curto 329 numeral nuumârâl numeral 330 class clés classe 331 wind uênd vento 332 question quéschân questão, pergunta 333 happen rrépân acontecer 334 complete câmpliit completo 335 ship shêp navio, embarcar 336 area ériiâ área 337 half rréf metade 338 rock rak roque, rocha 339 order órdâr ordem, pedido 340 fire fair fogo, incêndio, despedir 341 south sauth sul 342 problem prablâm problema 343 piece piis peça, pedaço 344 told tould contado 345 knew nuu sabido 346 pass pés passar 347 since sêns desde 348 top tap topo, principal 349 whole rroul inteiro 350 king kêng rei 351 space speis espaço 352 heard rrârd ouvido 353 best best melhor 354 hour aur hora 355 better bettâr melhor 356 true truu verdadeiro 357 during duurêng durante 358 hundred rrândrâd cem 359 five faiv cinco 360 remember rimembâr lembrar 361 step step passo 362 early ârli cedo 363 hold rrould guardar 364 west uest oeste 365 ground graund terra, amolado 366 interest êntrâst interesse, juros 367 reach riitch alcançar 368 fast fést rápido 369 verb vârb verbo 370 sing sêng cantar 371 listen lêssân ouvir 372 six sêks seis 373 table teibâl mesa, tabela 374 travel trévâl viajar 375 less les menos 376 morning mórnên manhã 377 ten ten dez 378 simple sêmpâl simples 379 several sevrâl vários 380 vowel vaul vogal 381 toward tuuard para 382 war uar guerra 383 lay lei deitar, amador 384 against âghenst contra 385 pattern péttârn padrão 386 slow slou devagar 387 center centâr centro 388 love lâv amor, amar 389 person pârsân pessoa 390 money mâni dinheiro 391 serve sârv servir 392 appear âpiir aparecer 393 road roud estrada 394 map mép mapa 395 rain rein chuva 396 rule ruul régua, regra 397 govern gâvârn governar 398 pull pôl puxar 399 cold could frio 400 notice nottâs aviso 401 voice vois voz 402 unit iunât unidade 403 power pauâr poder, força 404 town taun municipal 405 fine fain bom, excelente 406 certain sârtân certo 407 fly flai voar, mosca 408 fall fól cair, queda, outono 409 lead liid levar, chumbo 410 cry crai choro, chorar 411 dark dark escuro 412 machine mâshiin máquina 413 note nout anotar 414 wait ueit esperar 415 plan plén plano 416 figure fêghiâr figura, imaginar 417 star star estrela 418 box baks caixa 419 noun naun substantivo 420 field fiild campo 421 rest rest resto, descanso 422 correct cârekt correto 423 able eibâl capaz 424 pound paund libra 425 done dân feito 426 beauty biutti beleza 427 drive draiv direção, dirigir 428 stood stud permanecido 429 contain cântein conter 430 front frânt frente 431 teach tiitch ensinar 432 week uiik semana 433 final fainâl final 434 gave gheiv dado 435 green griin verde 436 oh ou ó 437 quick quêk rápido 438 develop dêvelâp desenvolver 439 ocean oushân oceano 440 warm uórm quente 441 free frii livre, grátis 442 minute mênât minuto 443 strong stróng forte 444 special speshâl especial 445 mind maind mente, importar-se 446 behind bêrraind atrás 447 clear cliir claro 448 tail teil rabo 449 produce prâdus produção 450 fact fékt fato 451 street striit rua 452 inch êntch polegada 453 multiply mâltâplai multiplicar 454 nothing nâthêng nada 455 course córs curso 456 stay stei ficar 457 wheel uiil roda 458 full fôl cheio 459 force fórs força, forçar 460 blue bluu azul 461 object âbjêkt objeto 462 decide dêsaid decidir 463 surface sârfâs superficie 464 deep diip profundo 465 moon muun lua 466 island ailând ilha 467 foot fuut pé 468 system sêstâm sistema 469 busy bêzi ocupado 470 test test teste 471 record recârd recorde, gravar, registro 472 boat bout barco 473 common camân comum 474 gold gould ouro 475 possible pasâbâl possível 476 plane plein avião 477 stead sted local 478 dry drai seco 479 wonder uândâr admirar 480 laugh léf rir 481 thousand thauzând mil 482 ago âgou atrás 483 ran rén corrido 484 check tchek cheque, checagem 485 game gheim jogo 486 shape sheip forma 487 equate iiqueit equacionar 488 miss mês sentir, senhorita 489 brought brót trazido 490 heat rriit calor 491 snow snou neve 492 tire tair pneu, cansar 493 bring brêng trazer 494 yes yes sim 495 distant dêstânt distante 496 fill fêl encher 497 east iist leste 498 paint peint pintar 499 language lénguêj língua 500 among âmâng entre 501 grand grénd grandioso 502 ball ból bola 503 yet yet ainda, já 504 wave ueiv onda 505 drop drap gota 506 heart rrórt coração 507 am ém sou, estou 508 present prezânt presente 509 heavy rrevi pesado 510 dance déns dança 511 engine enjân motor 512 position pâzêshãn posição 513 arm arm braço 514 wide uaid amplo 515 sail seil vela(navio) 516 material mâtiiriâl material 517 size saiz tamanho 518 vary véri variar 519 settle settâl estabelecer 520 speak spiik falar 521 weight ueit peso 522 general jenral general, geral 523 ice ais gelo 524 matter méttâr matéria, importar-se 525 circle sârkâl círculo 526 pair pér par 527 include ênclud incluir 528 divide dêvaid dividir 529 syllable sêlâbâl sílaba 530 felt feólt sentido 531 perhaps pârhépps talvez 532 pick pêk escolher, apanhar 533 sudden sâdân imprevisto 534 count caunt contar, contagem, conde 535 square squér quadrado, praça 536 reason riizân razão 537 length lenth comprimento 538 represent reprêzent representar 539 art art arte 540 subject sâbjêkt sujeito, assunto 541 region riijân região 542 energy enârji energia 543 hunt rrânt caçar 544 probable prabâbâl provável 545 bed bed cama 546 brother brâdhâr irmão 547 egg eg ovo 548 ride raid passeio 549 cell ceól cela, célula 550 believe bêliiv acreditar 551 fraction frécshân fração 552 forest fórâst floresta 553 sit sêt sentar 554 race reis raça, corrida 555 window uêndou janela 556 store stór armazém 557 summer sâmâr verão 558 train trêin trem, treinar 559 sleep sliip dormir 560 prove pruuv provar 561 lone loun só 562 leg leg perna 563 exercise eksârsaiz exercício 564 wall uól parede 565 catch kétch pegar 566 mount maunt monte, montar 567 wish uêsh desejo 568 sky skai céu 569 board bórd quadro 570 joy jói alegria 571 winter uênttâr inverno 572 sat sét sentado 573 written rêtân escrito 574 wild uaild selvagem 575 instrument ênstrâmânt instrumento 576 kept kept guardado 577 glass glés vidro 578 grass grés grama 579 cow cau vaca 580 job jáb trabalho, jó 581 edge ej canto 582 sign sain sinal 583 visit vêzât visita 584 past pést passado 585 soft saft macio 586 fun fân alegria 587 bright brait claro 588 gas ghés gás, gasolina 589 weather uedhâr tempo 590 month mânt mês 591 million mêliân milhão 592 bear bér urso, carregar 593 finish fênish fim, finalizar 594 happy rrépi feliz 595 hope rroup esperança 596 flower flauâr flor 597 clothe cloudh vestir 598 strange streindj estranho 599 gone gón ido 600 jump jâmp pular 601 baby beibi bebê 602 eight eit oito 603 village vêlâj vila 604 meet miit encontrar 605 root ruut raiz 606 buy bai comprar 607 raise reiz levantar 608 solve soulv resolver 609 metal mettâl metal 610 whether uedhâr se 611 push pôsh empurrar, iniciativa 612 seven sevân sete 613 paragraph pérâgréf parágrafo 614 third thârd terceiro 615 shall shél vai 616 held rreld guardado 617 hair rrér cabelo 618 describe dêcraib descrever 619 cook côk cozinhar 620 floor flór chão, derrotar 621 either aidhâr um, ou outro, também 622 result rêzâlt resultado 623 burn bârn queimar 624 hill rrêl colina 625 safe seif seguro, cofre 626 cat két gato 627 century centri século 628 consider cânsêdâr considerar 629 type taip tipo, datilografar 630 law ló lei 631 bit bêt pouco, broca 632 coast coust costa, litoral 633 copy capi copiar 634 phrase freiz frase 635 silent sailânt silencio 636 tall tól alto(pessoa) 637 sand sénd areia 638 soil sóil solo 639 roll rôl giro, lista 640 temperature temprâchâr temperatura 641 finger fêngâr dedo 642 industry êndâstri indústria 643 value véliu valor 644 fight fait luta 645 lie lai deitar, mentir 646 beat biit bater 647 excite iksait instigar 648 natural nétchârâl natural 649 view viu vista 650 sense sens sentido 651 ear iir orelha, espiga 652 else els outro 653 quite quait muito 654 broke brouk quebrado 655 case keis caso, embalagem 656 middle mêdâl meio 657 kill kêl matar 658 son sân filho 659 lake leik lago 660 moment moumânt momento 661 scale skeil escada, escala, escama 662 loud laud alto(som) 663 spring sprêng primavera, mola 664 observe âbzârv observar 665 child tchaild criança 666 straight streit reto 667 consonant cansânânt consoante 668 nation neishân nação 669 dictionary dêkshânâri dicionário 670 milk mêlk leite 671 speed spiid velocidade 672 method méthâd método 673 organ órgân órgão 674 pay pei pagar 675 age eij idade 676 section sekshân seção 677 dress dres vestido 678 cloud claud nuvem 679 surprise sârpraiz surpresa 680 quiet quait quieto 681 stone stoun pedra 682 tiny taini minúsculo 683 climb claim escalar 684 cool cuul frio 685 design dêzain desenho 686 poor pôr pobre 687 lot lót muito, lote 688 experiment eksperâmânt experimento 689 bottom battâm baixo 690 key kii chave 691 iron airn ferro 692 single sêngâl só, solteiro 693 stick stêk vareta, fincar 694 flat flét achatado, plano 695 twenty tuenti vinte 696 skin skên pele 697 smile smail sorriso 698 crease criis ruga 699 hole rroul buraco 700 trade treid comércio 701 melody melâdi melodia 702 trip trêp viajar, passeio 703 office afâs escritório, função 704 receive riciiv receber 705 row rou remar, fila 706 mouth mauth boca 707 exact igzéct exato 708 symbol sêmbâl símbol 709 die dai morrer 710 least liist menos 711 trouble trâbâl preocupação 712 shout shaut gritar 713 except êkscept exceto 714 wrote rout escrito 715 seed siid semente 716 tone toun tom 717 join join juntar 718 suggest sâgjest sugerir 719 clean cliin limpo 720 break breik quebrar 721 lady leidi dama 722 yard yard jarda, quintal 723 rise raiz levantar 724 bad béd mal 725 blow blou assoprar 726 oil oil óleo, petróleo 727 blood blâd sangue 728 touch tâtch tocar 729 grew gruu crescido 730 cent cent centavo 731 mix mêks mistura 732 team tiim grupo 733 wire uair arame 734 cost cóst custo 735 lost lóst perdido 736 brown braun marrom 737 wear uér usar 738 garden gardân jardim 739 equal iiquâl igual 740 sent sent enviado 741 choose tchuuz escolher 742 fell fel caido 743 fit fêt ajustado 744 flow flou correr, corrente 745 fair fér feira, claro 746 bank bénk banco 747 collect câlect recolher, pagar 748 save seiv salvar 749 control cântroul controle 750 decimal dêsêmâl decimal 751 gentle jentâl gentil 752 woman uômân mulher 753 captain képtân capitão 754 practice précttâs prática 755 separate sepârât separado 756 difficult dêfêcâlt difícil 757 doctor dactâr doutor 758 please pliiz por-favor, agradar 759 protect prâtect proteger 760 noon nuun meio-dia 761 whose rruuz cujo 762 locate loukeit localizar 763 ring rêng anel, tocar 764 character kérêktâr caráter, personagem 765 insect ênsect inseto 766 caught cót pego 767 period pêriiâd período 768 indicate êndêkeit indicar 769 radio reidiiou rádio 770 spoke spouk falado, raio 771 atom étâm átomo 772 human rriumân humano 773 history rrêstâri história 774 effect êfect efeito 775 electric êlektrêk elétrico 776 expect ikspekt esperar 777 crop crap colheita 778 modern madârn moderno 779 element elêmânt elemento 780 hit rrêt acertar 781 student stuudânt estudante 782 corner córnâr esquina 783 party party partido, festa 784 supply sâplai suprir 785 bone boun osso 786 rail reil grade, trilho 787 imagine êmédjân imaginar 788 provide prâvaid fornecer 789 agree âgrii concordar 790 thus dhâs assim 791 capital képêtâl capital 792 won't uount não-vai 793 chair tchér cadeira 794 danger deindjâr perigo 795 fruit fruut fruta 796 rich rêtch rico 797 thick thêk grosso 798 soldier souldjãr soldado 799 process prouces processo 800 operate apâreit operar 801 guess ghes adivinhar 802 necessary nesâséri necessário 803 sharp sharp agudo, sustenido 804 wing uêng asa 805 create crieit criar 806 neighbor neibâr vizinho 807 wash uósh lavar 808 bat bét 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estação 967 dad déd papai 968 bread bréd pão 969 charge chardj carga, cobrança 970 proper prapâr próprio 971 bar bar bar, barra 972 offer afêr oferecer 973 segment segmânt segmento 974 slave sleiv escravo 975 duck dâk pato, mergulhar 976 instant ênstânt instante 977 market markât mercado 978 degree dêgrii grau 979 populate papiâleit povoar 980 chick tchêk pintinho 981 dear diir querido 982 enemy enâmi inimigo 983 reply rêplai resposta 984 drink drênk bebida 985 occur âcâr ocorrer 986 support sâpórt apoiar 987 speech spiitch discurso 988 nature neitchâr natureza 989 range reindj alcance, pastagem 990 steam stiim vapor 991 motion moushân movimento 992 path péth caminho 993 liquid lêquâd líquido 994 log lóg lenha, diário 995 meant ment significado 996 quotient quoshânt quociente 997 teeth tiith dentes 998 shell shel concha 999 neck nek pescoço 1000 dessert dêssârt sobremesa