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Platonic Soulmates AU pt3

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Two months after the New Year, the Moby Deck was moored on one of the captain’s favourite spots for relaxing in an effort to keep Ace with them for more than two days.

Who could have known that the whitebeards were so soft?

Deuce thought gratefully while trying to find Ace, he knows that this time he wouldn’t be in the crowd.

He’s truly grateful that Oyaji saw how special Ace is and that the crew was able to convince him to join.

The previous months were the happiest he has seen Ace look. And it helps that with Whitebeard it’s the safest Ace could be.

And with Ace’s eighteenth birthday, he thought it will only be better for his friend, however, he immediately isolated himself and started going on missions far from the Moby with no rhyme or reason.

He thought maybe he didn’t get Luffy as a soulmate or maybe life decided that Ace didn’t suffer enough and gave him no soulmate.

He wanted to give him some time to process it, If Ace went to this degree to get privacy to process it so be it, but he wasn’t getting better and he couldn’t corner him for a while but now is finally his chance to get through to him.

Finally, he found him on nearly the other side of the island in a secluded place.

“It has been hard to get a hold of you lately captain we’ve been worried.”

"...Sorry for worrying you."

“Alright, talk to me.” He started, sitting down next to him. “You know the deal, I listen, you talk and if it can be solved I'll help.”

“My Brother hates me” Ace stated as if it was a fact and not the most absurd thing he could say.

“What? Ace- No” Deuce chuckled uneasily, the fuck happened!? “Luffy could never hate you!”

“It’s not Luffy”

What? Does he mean from the crew, what happene-

“It’s Sabo.”

“...Ace- Sabo is-” He faltered, “You said he’s dead.”

“Yeah, I said-” He chuckled sorrowfully, a sound that should never ever be from Ace.

“I thought so,” His hand shook slightly as he pushed his sleeve up to show his tattoo. “But his mark turned blue.”

“His S turned blue, and I can’t think of anything else that’d make him fake his death and not tell me- tell us for Eight years that he was alive except that he hates me.”

His hands were shaking when Deuce took it in his, worrying that he would hurt himself from how hard he was gripping his tatto.

“Ace, don’t you think you’re jumping to conclusions? There could be another reason it doesn’t have to be hating you!”

“What other reason could be?” He whispered. “It has been Eight years Deuce, It can’t be protecting us because no one on Dawn knows he's alive! He has been declared dead by his family and other than them no one would hide it from us!”

“...Maybe he needed to make everyone else think he’s dead? And- and when it’d be safe he’d tell you?” It was a weak idea and he knows it but Deuce can’t believe that someone who grew up with Ace could do that to him!

“They already declared him dead.” Ace’s voice was monotone as if trying to distance himself from what he was saying, “His family, the town, the kingdom everyone knew he was the one on the boat and his family tried to bury it. So there’s no one to protect us from.”

Deuce wants to cut in, but he knows the best he can do now is to give him a listening ear and support first and help second.

“It was my fault from the start.” Tears started falling and Ace didn’t bother wiping away.

“I thought I knew better, I thought if he was with his family he would be safe, he would be cared for, they could give him what I can’t, that sooner or later he would hate what became of his life and wish for his old one.”

“I let that trash influence me, I let my doubt and insecurities turn me against my brother, I decided not to go and save him, I was the reason he was alone.”

“So Why wouldn’t he hate me?”

“Ace-”

“And I know!” He heaved, “I know I deserve his hate!”

“But why!?, Why couldn’t he tell Luffy?!”

“Why couldn’t he just tell us he was alive and then leave? It was my fault! Not Luffy’s, Not Dadan’s or Makino or Gramp!”

“I could have lived with his hate I just wanted him to live.”

“Thinking that he was dead, living without him, I have felt less, like there’s this part of me- of my soul that died with him”

“And I-” He gulped, looking as if he was pained to admit what he’ll say next, “and I want know did he never, once in those years feel like that? That no matter what he does, that gap in his life could never be filled.”

“Did he ever turn around expecting me to be there? Did he ever feel that his back is unprotected because I wasn’t there?”

“Do I even have the right to wish that my absence from his life affected him as much as it did me?”

“I get why he wouldn’t tell me” He whispered, lowering his hat to cover his face, “but why, why would he not tell Luffy?”

Deuce squeezed Ace’s hand wanting- no, needing him to focus on what he’ll say and not on whatever is going on in his brain.

“Ace you didn’t deserve this,” He started slowly. “You were a kid who life loved to screw with, who did the best he can for those who loved, and if somehow your brother really blames you for anything then know he’s wrong”

Ace’s eyes widened and he opened his mouth no doubt to object and defend his brother.

“No hear me out, whatever happened you were ten, you had no control over any of it, you’re a good person, a great captain, who’s loyal to his family and a great brother and I doubt anyone who knew you for more than a week could hate you, there must be another reason, alright?”

A skeptical hum is all he got and he knows it’s the most he can get now.

Right now the best they could do is finding Sabo. The easiest way would be waiting for his birthday, surely seeing the mark will make him come to Ace or at least make himself easy to find.

“Alright, you know when his eighteenth birthday is? If it’s soon we shoul-”

“NO!” Ace yelled, grabbing his shoulders “No, I have to find him before he gets his marks!”

“What! why?”

“Because I need the truth from him before he discovers that he’s stuck with me and decides to sacrifice his freedom for me!”

“Ace-”

“Deuce, he knows me, I know him, even if he hates me Sabo is the kindest person to live, if he discovers that he’s soulbonded to me, he’d force himself to forgive me or reconnect or something!”

“This is why I have to find him before the next month, I need the truth and not whatever crap he would pull because he’s being kind!”

This is why he took missions non-stop? To find Sabo? Not because he was guilty?

Who’s he kidding it’s Ace it’s definitely both.

“Alright alright we will do it your way, we will find him before your birthday, BUT we need help you spent two months already randomly searching now we need an expert.”

“...Who is it Haruta?”

“No, Your Grandfather, hear me out, He’s a high-ranking marine He must have more connections to the civilian side than us, If your brother was a pirate we would have seen his bounty so he must be a civilian and I doubt that Whitebeard’s network would be focused on the civilian side let alone outside of the Grand Line, your Grandfather is our best shot at this”

“...You’re right.” Thankfully he looked convinced hopefully Garp would be able to help.

“and his connection with the revs could be useful too.”

Having found something to focus on other than his self-deprecating thoughts Ace looks better already, hopefully, Deuce’s faith in his brother is rewarded or he will make sure that Sabo won’t have a peaceful life ever again.

Seas what would his captain do without me? Can't believe he forgot such an important-

“DID YOU SAY THE REVS!?”

#platonic soulmates au #one piece #op #portgas d ace #masked deuce #self indulgent #my writing #portgas d. ace

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nejibaby · 3 years

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The Only Thing I Got Right

Pairings: Ace x Y/N

A/N: I just finished watching the Marineford Arc and I cried so much so I wrote this on a whim. Sorry in advance if there are grammatical errors and spelling mistakes. It's the tears' fault, I swear! 😭 ((I just desperately wanted Ace to survive, you know? 😭))

This song reminds me of Ace, idk why.

You’re shaking. It would’ve been nice if it was because of the cold or if it was from excitement, but this isn’t the case. You’re shaking from fear, from anxiety. Today, Ace, the love of your life, is going to be executed and you didn’t know if you’d make it on time. You barely got out of Impel Down alive with the help of Ace’s little brother, Luffy.

You hate the fact that you got thrown there with Ace courtesy of Teach, or should you say, Blackbeard. You hate the fact that you couldn’t save Ace from Blackbeard no matter how hard you tried fighting him. It was frustrating, but if a Devil Fruit user like Ace had no match for him, what more of you? You have no powers like that, the only thing that you have is your knowledge on Rokushiki and daggers.

You got imprisoned at Level 3 of Impel Down while Ace was rumored to be on Level 5. Being thrown on a relatively lower level was understandable, even if you are part of Whitebeard’s crew, you are no commander like Ace. Still, even if you are weaker than Ace, you desperately wanted to go get him out of there but it was impossible. Or so you thought.

When you saw a Straw Hat on a male running around with two others on Level 3, you instantly knew it was Luffy. It seemed like god was in your favor because apparently one of your cellmates, who you came to learn was Mr. 2 from Baroque Works, was Luffy’s friend. When he got Mr. 2 out of the shackles, you begged to come with them, telling him your relationship with Ace. Luckily for you, Luffy needed all the help he could get so he easily got you out with the help of the other prisoner he was with. It was all chaos after that.

You’re currently hiding in the crow’s nest of the Marine ship you helped steal alongside Crocodile, Mr. 1, and Jinbei. Your body is already aching from all the running and fighting you did just to escape Impel Down. But even before that, your body had already been tired from the lack of nutrition and of sleep. How could you even dare to sleep knowing Ace was somewhere else, probably beaten to a pulp? And if that wasn’t enough, the sudden knowledge of him being executed in a few hours added more strain and tension to your body. You didn’t want anyone to see you in such a state. You didn’t want anyone to pity you.

But if you’re hurting this much, then it must’ve been so much harder for Luffy. You make a mental note to talk to him before crashing to Marineford. For now though, you need to rest — not only for your body, but for your mind as well. You have to be ready, the worst is yet to come. When you closed your eyes, you welcomed sleep like an old forgotten friend.

Your sleep didn’t last long, however, because of both the nightmare of Ace reaching out for you with bloodied hands and of the waters that suddenly rocked the whole ship. Before you could even get down the crow’s nest, the ship abruptly stilled and the air chilled. When you looked down, you clenched your teeth at the sight of the sea that turned into ice.

A mental clock was ticking like a time bomb in your mind. How were you supposed to save Ace now?

As if hearing your question, Luffy started gathering the people in the ship about his plan. At this point, you would do anything just to get to Ace so you didn’t hesitate to help him in his plan on freeing the ship from the ice. But the next thing you know, you were falling after kicking the thick layer of ice as hard as you can.

Just as you looked down to where you’re supposed to land, you realized that it was Marineford and the war had already started. With a little tilt of your head, you see Ace in the scaffold, shackled up. Worry was etched on his face, his focus on Luffy. You could almost hear him saying how stupid his little brother is.

Was it wrong to smile at the sight of him at a time like this? But how could you not? He’s still alive! You have a chance at saving him. You release a sigh of relief.

You try not to draw his attention to you. He already has a lot to worry about — namely, the Whitebeard pirates, the allied pirates, and Luffy. It was a good decision that you didn’t change out of your prison clothes, it was easier not to get noticed by him this way. For all he knows, you’re just one of the many escapees Luffy helped. You want to keep it that way. At least for now.

There’s no time to waste, so when you landed, you immediately head off to the direction of the scaffold. After seeing that Ace was still alive, you feel yourself get pumped up again. You fight each and every Marine who tries to stop you.

No matter how hard each blow you receive, no matter how painful each swipe of the swords you get, no matter how many times you get knocked down, you keep on fighting. You keep on standing up. There’s only so much your Tekkai could do when you’re severely outnumbered. Nevertheless, you keep on going. Nevermind the multiple cuts and bruises you have. There is only one thing in your mind and that is saving Ace. Even at the expense of your own life.

From the way Luffy fought at Impel Down, you know he’s incredibly strong and tenacious so you find yourself backing him up. You don’t go near him, knowing Ace’s attention was on him, but you guard him from your side. Not a single Marine was able to pass through you from your side of the battlefield. But you can’t cover every area for him. Despite that, he managed to take down anyone who was in his way.

Your ears are ringing from all the overlapping noises of guns being fired, screams of agony from pirates and Marines, swords clanging, and hurried footsteps. At one point, you block all of the sounds while you focus on your own breathing as you run.

Even when everyone stopped moving to watch as Pops descended the Moby Dick and made his move, you continued running. You have to keep up with Luffy. There’s no way you’d let Ace die.

The only moment you actually stopped running was when Luffy unconsciously used the Conqueror’s Haki. So he can do that too, you thought.

That was also the moment you actually got to look at the surroundings properly and realized that Pops had been stabbed. Your knees buck from the sight and you fall down. Regret immediately flooding your body. You’re so focused on trying to save Ace that you didn’t notice Pops needed help too.

The Marines took this opportunity to attack you. Just as a sword was about to hit you, McGuy blocked it.

“What are you doing, Y/N? Snap out of it. This is war. There’s no way we’d be able to rescue Ace if you don’t get your bearings straight!”

The harshness in his tone brought you back to reality. He’s right. Pops ordered everyone to lend their strength to Luffy, and that’s exactly what you’re going to do.

You, along with everyone else, push yourselves to your limits to help Luffy. He did not disappoint. He even punched his own grandfather, Garp, just to be able to reach Ace and free him.

The moment the scaffold collapsed, you almost collapsed with it. Tears start falling from your eyes as you see Ace finally free from his shackles. A smile has finally graced his face as he fought side by side with his brother. At that moment, you think that he’s at his brightest when he’s with his sworn brother. You couldn’t be any more happier.

Now that he is free, it’s time to figure out how to escape. Everyone’s running towards the ships but you stop after noticing Pops wasn’t making the same movement.

“The order I’m about to give will be my final captain’s order!” Pops announces. “You and I will be parting here.”

Your breath hitched at the declaration.

“All of you, make sure you survive, and reunite with each other in the New World!”

You don’t listen to whatever he says next. You refuse to. You stand your ground. You’re not going to abandon the man who warmly accepted you into his family without hesitation despite knowing all of the crimes you committed.

As if sensing your refusal, he turns slightly to your direction, “Are you disobeying your captain’s orders?!”

Stupid old man, he should know by now that you’re no good at following orders.

Ace is one of the last persons to follow his order. You turn away from the conversation they are having, knowing it was a private matter.

When they’re done talking and Ace finally starts running towards the ship, Pops turns to you. He doesn’t talk, he just looks at you.

Shame suddenly overcomes you. You didn’t get to stop Ace from coming for Teach. When he left, you begged Pops everyday to allow you to set sail, promising that you’d bring Ace back. When he finally allowed you, you didn’t waste any time. But even when you found him, you couldn’t bring him back, it was too late and you were just too weak. It was your fault this happened. “Pops, I’m sorry I—”

“I did this. This is all my fault.”

“But—”

He shut you up with his stare.

“Let’s leave here together,” you plead.

But he doesn’t reply. With his stare, you can tell that he isn’t backing down on his order, no matter how much you persuade him to. You release a shaky breath. With tears streaming down your face, you gave one last bow and one last thank you.

And then you ran.

The others are already further away from you but you notice a group of them stopping in their tracks. There in the center of the commotion is Akainu and Ace, seemingly discussing something.

There’s no time for this, you thought.

“—In other words, Whitebeard is an eternal loser, who will never surpass Roger. That’s all he is. Everything I’ve said is the truth,” the admiral says. “He reigned the seas for decades, yet he never became a king or gained anything.”

You clench your jaw at the bullshit he’s spouting, after everything Pops had done to save you, you’re livid to hear him be deduced as a loser. But regardless of the anger rising in front of you, you know this wasn’t the time to get riled up.

The thing is, Ace gets easily riled up. It’s one of his flaws as a person. So when he starts walking to Akainu’s direction, Izo is first to shout, “Don’t fall for it, Ace! Turn back!”

But it’s no use.

That’s when you let your presence known, you shout at the top of your lungs, “Just turn back, Ace!”

Everyone whips their head at the sound of your voice, except Ace and Akainu.

Even you, who are usually able to keep Ace in check, couldn’t snap him out of his anger.

It’s too late.

They exchange blows. Ace falls down, magma is far greater than fire, after all.

“The Pirate King, Gold Roger. Dragon, the Revolutionary. These two men’s sons being stepbrothers is quite a frightening thought.” Akainu says.

When he looks over at Luffy’s direction, you immediately know what he plans to do. You don’t even think twice. There is no second to waste.

“Soru.”

The sound of your voice finally reaches Ace. His eyes widen in realization of what’s going to happen.

“Wait!” He pleads.

But before he could even stand up, you already placed yourself in front of Luffy. “Tekkai.”

But the admiral’s strength and power is far greater than your ability. His fist goes through your chest.

“Y/N!” Ace shouts.

The rest of Division Commanders are in shock.

Akainu clicks his tongue at the sight of you and detaches his fist from your body.

You slump, Luffy catching you in the process. “Oi, Y/N-chan... What did you…? Why did y-you d-do that?” He asks.

In no time, Ace comes to Luffy’s side. “Y/N…”

You smile sweetly at the two men and then you turn to Luffy. “You’re Ace’s brother, silly. Of course I’d do this for you.” You cough out blood and then hiss at the pain.

“Stop talking!” Ace demands.

While Luffy and Ace are distracted, Akainu makes his move once again. But the slight motion didn’t go unnoticed by Jimbei and the Division Commanders. Even if you aren’t a Commander, you acted like Ace’s right hand. To the crew, you’re as important as Ace is. There’s no way they wouldn’t fight for you. So altogether they start covering for the three of you.

You feel your body shutting down on you. You could barely hear Ace calling for a doctor and Luffy desperately asking Ivankov to help you. But you know it’s no use. “I… can tell my body is at its limit,” you whisper.

Ace doesn’t agree, then he gently takes your body from Luffy. “No, I’m going to find someone else who can help—”

“Ace…”

“—you. There’s got to be someone who—“

“Ace… My organs have been burnt. I know this’ll be the end of me.”

“No, don’t talk like you’re dying, Y/N!”

“But I am…” You say. “Look Ace, don’t worry, okay? I was prepared to die when I came here. I was ready to die just to get you out of here.”

“Why would you…”

“Because I love you,” you whisper. “You know… when I take a look at my life and all of my crimes, you’re the only thing that I think I got right.”

Ace hides his face on your neck as he hugs you. With the little strength you have left, you give a comforting squeeze on his shoulder. “Don’t go around disobeying the captain’s order and don’t go around breaking your promise to Luffy. You said you won’t die, right?”

You feel Ace nod at your words.

“Go to the ships and take everyone else. Please don’t follow me too soon.”

Ace hugs you tighter, panting as he continues to cry.

A small smile reaches your lips once again. At least this time he’ll listen, you think. “I can’t raise my voice anymore but please tell Pops and everyone else, even Luffy, they made my life worthwhile. I’m sorry if our journey ends he—”

You didn’t even get to finish your sentence because darkness had consumed you.

#one piece imagine #one piece scenario #one piece x reader #ace x reader #portgas d. ace x reader #portgas d ace x reader #one piece x you #one piece x y/n #portgas d ace x you #portgas d ace x y/n #portgas d. ace x you #portgas d. ace x y/n #portgas d. ace #portgas d ace #one piece imagines #marineford arc #ace lives #portgas d ace lives #portgas d. ace lives

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lavendersblued1llyd1lly · 4 years

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Cozy Nights and Curious Questions

Dean Winchester x F!Reader

Word Count:1428

My longest fic yet! Not very long I know, but a personal achievement! Please enjoy my late night, caffeine induced, attempt at some sort of romantic comedy. And please, have a wonderful, wonderful week!

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You were sitting behind the counter, going over the inventory for the day, your bookstore had closed hours before, and you didn’t want to leave yet. You loved your job, it was your life. You ran a very special kind of bookstore. You ran a hunter’s bookstore. Which meant that you had a regular bookshop out front, lot’s of regular books. Beautiful, vintage books. But in the back behind a hidden door made out of one of the bookshelves, was a secret room. Full of lore books, scrolls, and unique weapons. A regular museum. Hunters from all over came to pick your brain, wanting information and supplies, and you were happy to oblige.

You had once been a hunter, you had fought with the best. All it took was one injury, one mistake, and you were done hunting for good. A bad knee was a weakness you could not afford. So you ran a library of hunting knowledge, letting them take whatever they needed. It was fun, once in a while you missed life on the road. But you wouldn’t trade your store for anything.

Your confidant was Ellen Harvelle, she told hunters that she trusted about you, and gave them the code word. She was the reason for most of your hunter clients, and she was a dear friend.

Startled out of your thoughts by a knock on the back door, you stood up and slowly limped to answer the door. You grabbed your shotgun from the rack on the wall, you looked through the peephole and called out, “Who is it?”

“My name’s Dean Winchester, I’m the handsome one, and this is my brother Sam, Ellen sent us.” You could see two, admittedly handsome, young men. And though you had heard of the Winchesters, you had to be sure.

“Welcome! Let me grab a coat first, it sure is a chilly night out.” You said loudly. You waited a moment and faintly heard Dean mumbling, “Really Sam? Do I have to say it?”

After a couple seconds of bickering he sighed dramatically, “Fine.”

He grumbled under his breath one more time for good measure before yelling back, “Chilly? Why it’s hotter than Chris Evans! And why use a jacket when you could use his hug?”

You laughed to yourself, it never got old hearing serious hunters say the silly sentence.

You set down your shotgun, but kept your pistol in the holster on your hip, hidden by the large sweater you wore. You proceeded to unlock the door and opened it with a big grin. “Hello gentleman, do come in, it actually is a bit frosty tonight.”

They both hurried in and stomped snow off their boots, Sam looked up at you and smiled. “Thank you, Ellen said you had some information we could use?” Dean nodded his head in agreement, still shivering. Then he looked up at you and grinned, “Yeah, we can use all the info you got.” His tone was flirtatious.

You smiled in return, “She’s probably right, depending on the information you need. Are you in any kind of hurry?”

Dean shook his head, “Not really, Ellen said it would be ‘useful for the future’ whatever that means.”

You gestured for them to follow you as you headed up front, “Well in that case, you two warm up in front of the fire and I’ll grab some hot chocolate. I have an apartment above the shop, where I make it.”

Dean grinned, “Alright!” He dropped into one of the armchairs you had in front of your fireplace. He looked around the place with a wide smile, “This is awesome!”

You came in a moment later with a tray and three mugs of hot chocolate. “Here you guys go, as Ellen probably told you, my name is Y/n, and you are welcome to everything you need.” You handed them both a cup.

Dean grabbed his and winked at you, “Sweetheart, so far you are all I need.”

Sam frowned at his brother, “Dean man, come on, she’s being really nice, don’t ruin it.”

You laughed, “That’s alright, it’s good for my ego.” You winked back at Dean and headed back upstairs to put up your tray.

While you were gone, they both tentatively took a sip before their eyes grew wide and they looked at each other.

“This is really good!” Sam said, looking into his cup of chocolaty goodness.

“Shut up Sammy, I’m trying to drink.” Dean tilted his head back, trying to drink as much as possible.

You came back down, “You guys need anything else right now?”

Dean sat up with a cheesy grin,

“Well actually-”

“No,” Sam cut in, “We don’t, not right now.” He gave Dean a pointed look.

Dean grumbled and sat back in his chair.

You hid your smile, very amused with the two of them and sat down across from them, “What kind of information are you looking for?”

They looked at each other and then back again, “Any kind.” Dean said.

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After two and a half hours of telling them everything you knew that they didn’t, you were exhausted with the sound of your own voice.

“Well, I’m tired of talking, it’s y’alls turn.” You leaned back, waiting for them to talk.

Sam quirked a brow, “What do you want us to say?”

“Anything you want. What music do you listen to? Do you believe October is too early to listen to Christmas music? What was your most recent hunt?” You kept going, “Favorite season of the year? Have you ever been snowboarding, if you have, did you enjoy it?” You smiled, “And so on.”

Dean sat forward in his chair, “Rock, it’s never too early, a Wendigo, haven’t really thought about it, no and I probably wouldn’t enjoy it.” He leaned back, “What else you got for me sweetheart?”

You took it as a challenge, “Where were you born? Pie or cake? Do you like flying or driving more? Giraffe or Elephant? Sweaters or flannels?”

He licked his lips in a wide grin, “Lawrence, Kansas, pie all the way, flying sucks, elephant, and it was flannels, but now seeing you in that sweater has converted me.” He ended with a smirk. Liking the way his last sentence flustered you. He nodded his head at you, “Your turn. Favorite movie? How was your first time? Tea or coffee? Blue or green? Best concert you’ve been to? Most recent book you’ve read? And last, but not least, sweaters or flannels?”

You answered in the same banter manner and ended with, “Well it was sweaters, but now seeing you in that flannel has converted me.” He laughed at the echoing of his own words and winked, “Glad to hear it.”

Sam waved a hand in the air, “Um I’m still here, you guys realize that right?”

You turned to him, realizing that you had actually forgotten poor Sam, “Oh I'm sorry Sam, would you like some more to drink?”

He sighed, “No, it’s fine, you two keep going. I’m going to look around your store, I’m actually interested in your 2nd edition copy of Moby Dick.”

You were pleased he enjoyed books as well, “Let me know if you have any questions.”

He nodded and wandered off.

“Now,” Dean moved to the chair closer to you that Sam had just vacated, “Back to what we were doing.” You waited, wondering what he had for you next. He started, “Elvis or Michael? Have you ever been surfing? If so, did you enjoy it? Best pizza ever? And, adding on to that, is pineapple acceptable on pizza? Cats or dogs? Favorite nut? And, again, last but not least, will you go on a date with me?”

You were listening intently up until the last question, “Wait, what?”

“You heard me.” His eyes were intent, waiting for your answer.

You felt shy all of the sudden, “I kinda forgot most of the other questions, but yes, I will go out with you.” You smiled.

He grinned, “Tomorrow, 6:30? I’ll pick you up.”

“Sounds great, Dean, I can’t wait.” You said honestly, very excited about what a date would be like with Dean Winchester.

He looked into your eyes, with a sweet softness, and held your hands in his own. “Neither can I sweetheart.”

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Bonus:

“Hey Dean? I remember one of the other questions, you asked my favorite nut.”

“Oh right, what’s your favorite nut?”

“Well it was cashews, but now that I’ve met you, you’ve converted me.” You winked “ You’re my favorite nut.”

“You-you’re a favorite nut.”

“Nice comeback Dean.”

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werezmastarbucks · 4 years

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Whitmore Guy claims his last victim (it’s not Damon)

(moodboards made yet again by @stfudipz who gets me and Mal like no one else)

Whitmore Guy masterlist

word count: 2537

warnings: clinical insanity

music: good things fall apart by illenium, jon bellion and travis barker, afraid to forget by hammock, hope is gone by moby, a part of me by neck deep

this is the last chapter

She woke up to him singing. Her eyes were burning as if she’s been crying and then stopped, and Mr Sandman brought his dry salt and sprinkled some into her eyelids. Her head leaned against the door, vibrating with the friction of the wheels with the road. Sunrise was on. From the east, long coral pattern of light fog was stretching, lighting the sky. The air must smell like dew and tears, but there’s the sun behind the low roofs in the straight streets of Lavonia. She wondered how Kai (the name was strange; she had to remind herself it’s Kai, not Mal) hasn’t woken her up earlier, with the music blasting so loud, and with his unapologetic singing. He did have the sense of rhythm, but didn’t use it too often. He mainly preferred to squeal like tires.

“I know I can be dramatic, but everybody said we had it”, his head snapped to her, as he saw her move, “hmmm, hmmm. You’re up? What did you see?”

“Them two killing Atticus Shane”, she whispered. Kai’s vampire ears caught the sound. She could now explain a lot of things. Now that she knew. She looked at him. Her head was heavy, as if she’d banged it several times. Although she’s apparently been out for no less than three hours, she didn’t feel rested. It was like a fever that’s just stepped back, and the heavy afterglow was still lingering. Even blinking was hard.

“How did you give me that vision? And what was she doing, giving you magic? How?”

Kai frowned.

“Don’t say ‘she’. It’s you. It was you”.

“I’m sorry, she just felt like another person. I don’t remember her, either. Together with you, it’s like I’m robbed of the memories of myself”.

She looked at the long, thick scar on her hand, crooked like a hook. The cat’s sharp teeth. It was white and bulgy now, several years later.

“That’s what Malivore does. It robs of memories” he shrugged. Then he granted her with a long glance. Rows of houses were flying by outside, as they strode through a housing estate. There were fields ahead. Y/N didn’t want to think about where they were going. At the same time, she wanted to be there.

“But it can’t take away the feelings. I mean, you should record me say it, hehe”, he grinned, “me talking about feelings. Anyway, you kinda feel empty, right? All those times you told Mal… your best friend in the world and your lowkey crush… about you missing something, and that thing about the reverse doorframe syndrome. You were missing me, poor thing. But now it’s over. There’s no spell to reverse the Malivore effect, but thankfully, you and I, we were meant to be together, by nature. So, I will fix that. You know, I can just show you whatever you want”.

“And by nature, you mean that weird thing she… I was doing? The zip?”

“You’re feeling it?”

Kai smiled and took her hand. The light sensation was there again.

“It’s me taking magic from you. You’re a vessel. Ever heard of that?”

“That’s the first time I ever hear this. I think Bonnie would’ve told me if it was a thing?”

The witch vampire shrugged dismissively.

“Vessels are rare. They’re hidden. They’re only meant to feed siphoners. A vampire can’t spot it, especially if the vessel doesn’t know what it is. A witch can only detect it if she knows what she’s looking for. Bonnie could touch you all she wanted, you’re just a human on the outside”.

He bit his lip hard, and looked like he was deeply, fundamentally proud.

“You only work when I’m near you”.

She sat up, stretching her back.

“Is that why you are so obsessed with me?”

Kai shot her a warning gaze.

“And what’s with all the psychotic behavior? You think you can control me? Bae?”

He laughed out.

“Of course not. It’s just… now, unfortunately, I’m the only adult in this relationship. And you know I’m not very good at being an adult. I need to steer you in the right direction, but it takes patience and finesse, and honestly, I feel like I’ve used up all my patience while being that… Mal Osbourne. That’s us”.

He stopped the car where the housing estate ended, and the road took deeper into the countryside. The long line of fields stretched forward on, but on the left, below the whitening sky, there was a mass of trees so dark it mesmerized the sight. The motel Y/N stayed at last year was further on, about two miles down the road. Here, it was quiet and absolutely empty. No birds even.

She couldn’t wait anymore. She left the car, her feet trembling at the sensation of hard, cold asphalt cooled up during the night. The grass was already dry and pricky, ready to die for the winter. Kai slapped the door closed and went around the car.

She was looking at the forest.

“Is that where Malivore is?”

“Uh-huh”.

He was standing at the trunk of the car, looking at her. In the complete silence, she asked herself what he had there. Without another word, he opened the trunk, but she couldn’t see from here. Her heart sunk. It was pounding so hard her eyes went blind for a second. Kai bowed and started pulling something out.

God please let it be my things. Let it be a suitcase with my things.

It was Damon Salvatore.

She realized Mystic Falls was left behind, five hours exactly. And that her phone was still in the pocket of his jacket. It wasn’t a choice of one or two, it was now a complete mess. Her head was still numb with the night vision. She watched herself in the rearview mirror of the car, excited eyes, the mouth that keeps crooking in an entertained smile, the tilt of her head leaning towards Kai. She was completely smitten by him, he had possessed her. She was trapped.

“Up”, Kai threw Damon’s body on the ground and crouched above him, slapping him on the side of his face gently. “I want you to be awake for that. Come on, it wasn’t that much vervain”.

He looked up at her and smiled as if saying, what a weakling! and expecting her to share his scornfulness . She was mute, walking up to them. She knew that was exactly what Kai’s been talking about earlier. The choice.

Damon moved, his face distorted with pain, and opened his eyes slowly. He was weak. Like a wounded animal, he looked at them both, trying to focus, to make his limbs move, but the poison in his blood was too strong.

“Interesting how it took all of you, and a spell, to take me out”, Kai said, venom in his voice, “but it took only one of me to knock down both you and your little brother. I can’t help thinking you’re a bitch ass baby compared to me”.

He looked at Damon with indifference, his eyes opaque, like the vampire was an insect. Before she could say anything, he put his hand into Damon’s pocket and pulled out a piece of paper. He then handed it to her without raising his head. Damon’s eyes shifted on her, and he did what he always did. First of all, he checked up on her.

She took the paper with hard hand, unsure if she even wants to see it.

Listen here, Damon, it’s me. I mean, you. You’re sitting in your car outside the cave in Georgia right now, confused about what you’re doing here. The first thing you do now is, you leave and read this completely and utterly alone. Bon Bon wanted to know, too, because she’s a brave soul, but honestly, he’s not worth it. Don’t tell her.

The lines were jumping in front of her eyes. To take a breath, she looked at Damon whom Kai was trying to get to stand, pulling on his shoulders. Damon was forced to take his hand for support, and was furious about it.

“What is this? Is it a letter to yourself?” she cried.

Damon sniffed like a wolf, his eyes hard silver. He wasn’t sorry.

“I’m not sorry”, he said. Kai clicked his tongue.

Her heart was breaking again, and again, as she looked at Damon. Always, he has been there to cover her, and he’s always had that way about it, the way that expressed that he knew better. That he had it all under control, regardless of what others think. His decisions were always authoritative. He didn’t really care for her, he cared for his version of her wellbeing. She had to comply with what he thought was best.

How was Damon different from a psychopath kidnapping her barefooted then?

“Read it, read it”, Kai waved his hand, “I need to say something to Damon”.

“I’ll be damned”, the vampire growled. Damon was strong. He was a strong, skilled fighter. But apparently, there was something that broke in Kai, like a string that let out this hurricane of power. He seemed untouchable, like the earth itself was giving him strength. As her eyes were sliding down the lines, she realized he’s been to hell, she realized all the things Damon was describing must have made him the ultimate killer, inescapable.

Damon charged at him, his strong hands wrapping around the witch’s throat, but Kai motioned his hand like witches do.

“No touchy, please”, he said shortly. With a sweet whistle, Damon flew through the air and crashed on the field meters away. Kai followed him.

“You know what?” he said, a bit louder.

She walked after them both.

“Kai, please, don’t kill him!”

Damon was getting up. He got up again and again, as Kai put him on the ground effortlessly time after time. One was resilient and refusing to back down. The other had all the power in the world, fueled by anger.

“I almost had it all together, you know”, Kai snapped. He sure didn’t realize who he was yelling at.

“And then this”, he pointed at Damon, “took it all away from me. And I almost felt for you, bastards. You liked Mal so much, what a bunch of losers. I almost forgave you, can you believe it? I was about to call the whole thing off. Then I remembered how we were so happy and normal – a luxury that my girlfriend here”, in the heat of the moment, Kai grabbed her by the neck, and she yelped again, with surprise. He shook her like she was a ferret. “Doesn’t have. What am I supposed to do about her? You know, Damon, you’re the villain here. I was just trying to get it all together”.

“You’re a fucking psycho”, Damon grumbled. There was dry grass in his hair. Y/N fought out of his clutch. “I would chain you up to a mountain in Malivore myself if I had a chance, anything just to keep you away from here”.

“Joke’s on you, idiot”, Kai chanted, “there are no mountains in Malivore. No lakes, no cities, no nothing. There’s just… nothingness. And you. Alone”.

Damon panted, showing his teeth.

“All your family is dead”, Kai said, and the hammering silence fell again. Damon and Y/N froze.

“What?” Salvatore uttered. Kai snickered.

“They’re all dead. Your brother, Elena, the witch, the bossy blonde, the teacher. They’re gone. But you don’t get to join them”.

“Dead?” Damon repeated, like wind flew off his mouth.

“The hunters I brought into Mystic Falls. The FBI guys. They were mine”.

He turned to Y/N and looked at her. He reckoned, at that moment he had the same look that he usually gave Sandy when he didn’t want her to scream. He tried to imagine tearing Y/N’s jaws apart and was upset. She’ll be sore now for a long time. This whole relationship thing is such work.

She was clutching Damon’s letter in her fist so hard her nails were hurting her hand. She didn’t ask why. She knew why. She understood him perfectly, but at that moment, the last pieces of her were stomped away. She realized he took away everything from her, everybody, punishing her, somehow, for forgetting him. There was nothing now: only him and this eternal pink sky stretching in all direction of the cosmos. And nothing else.

She saw in a slow motion as Damon jumped forward, his face a mask of pain. Y/N was rooting then for Damon, knowing perfectly well the bad guy shall have the upper hand. Like in the movie, she felt distant, unpresent. She knew these were the last moment she would see him. She looked at his silhouette in the air, black ink spot on the light morning background. She thought of that time he ripped a heart out of a vampire to save her, and stood with it, scarlet blood dripping from his fist. She was falling into the abyss, slowly, her mind leaving her. As Damon reached Kai, they both disappeared, and she was left alone in the field, and only then she let out a shriek.

She decided she would kill Kai Parker. One day, when he’s lost caution. When he thinks it’s finally over, and she’s over it. When they live somewhere else, in Ohio, because Ohio is for lovers. When he thinks life is finally good, and everything he’s done is justified, that it’s all for love, she will kill him somehow. Of course, it will take a lot of thinking, because he seems like he has no weak points. But she’ll come up with something.

The sun was now blazing on her cheek with the first rays, rolling up above the field and spreading golden newborn light, brilliant and clear, over everything. She was shredded; like a vegetable, she was now peeled of her layers, and only the animalistic red core was left, all instincts and no reason. She undid her fists and pushed away some garbage laying at her hand.

She watched Kai return from the forest, picking and pulling at the flowers as he went. He rubbed his face like a sleepy child. She stood up, rubbing her knees, and took full lungs of air. She will kill him one day, that is how it will end. She has no choice. But now, she’s incapable of that. All she can do is love him, for now.

Kai approached her, taking her in his arms, and they kissed, morning sunlight sneaking between their lips. The car was waiting for them on the side of the road, warming up slowly.

“Where now?” he asked. His hand was slowly caressing her shoulder, and she shivered with pleasure, snuggling close to him. The air was still a little chilly.

“How about a shoe store? You fucking brute. My feet are cold”.

Kai chuckled. As they reached the car, he turned back as if admiring the sight.

“Babe, what was I doing there?”

She got into a car and tried to close the door but Kai was in the way.

“I don’t know. Taking a leak?”

Kai shrugged. He looked at his left palm, puzzled. Turned it and showed it to her, a smudged word in a black marker.

“Who’s Damon?”

She blinked.

“No idea. Get in! Come on, Kai”.

“You’re driving”, he winked. She puffed and crawled over to the driver’s seat. Kai Parker got into the car with a wide smile on his face and closed the door.

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cara-terra-pace · 4 years

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Rich Neighbors Au Part 3: Bye Bye Miss Parisian Pie

Part 1 Part 2 The Gabrieling Procrastination Art Rich Neighbors Vine Animatic

-Oh my watermelon kids

-they are finally in America!!!

-First stop: Trash City!

-oops sorry NYC, sorry, they just sound the same when I say them out loud so I get them confused sometimes :)

-(I’m kidding New Yorkers don’t kill me please)

-okay, okay, getting off topic.

-so they’re in New York

-they’re just kind of wandering and they end up running into the Elmos.

-Mari was almost pulled into a hug with one and Felix had to drag her out of the way, saving her from the creep

-they then immediately booked it to a restaurant, hoping that would give them a bit of a reprieve.

-Hard Rock Cafe was the one they picked, Nino’s choice, obviously.

-Marinette gushed over the mini milkshakes for like ten minutes.

-someone ended up recognizing them. They took a picture, posted it on twitter and now BOOM

-every single one of their fans and customers know exactly where they are.

-but ANYWAY

-they’re in nyc, why not go to a broadway show?

-Six. They go to see Six. Don’t @ me, I like six and I thought Marinette and Nino would both enjoy it

-Mari is LIVING for their outfits.

-Nino is also loving every minute.

-They’re in the front and Nino is basically grinning the whole show but during Heart of Stone you can see him tear up a bit.

-Felix actually enjoys it. He shoves all the thoughts of historical inaccuracies out of his head and mostly just listens to Mari ramble about the outfits.

-Adrien vibes with Seymour honestly. And Parr. And basically all the queens.

-Nathalie likes the show too, mostly because it’s a nice break for her and the songs are pretty catchy too

-for Mega Six, Mari is filming and all the queens look directly into her camera

-they also take it and dance on stage with her phone, filming everything

-Mari is about to faint. Doesn’t matter that she’s technically famous, she is DEAD

-they don’t see her face when they take and give back the phone so when she comes backstage afterwards with the gang, at first they just recognize her hair and see her as the girl who was filming the Mega Six

-then they see her face and the costume designer is trying so hard not to squeal, oblivious to the fact that she’s doing the exact same thing.

-Mari is absolutely gushing to them about how great the show was

-She tells Parr that her song was what kept her going in school, since she’s listened to the Broadway and West End soundtracks about a billion times. (Pretend like the broadway one is already out time is a construct with rich people)

-side note, they post the pictures and video and suddenly A BUNCH of Six fans are now following Mari and now Mari is designing outfits inspired by the queens because AH THE COSTUMES ARE GORGEOUS I COULD TALK ABOUT THEM FOR DAYS I LOVE THEM SO MUCH

-fun fact, they are all wearing a “If Found, Please Return to Nathalie” shirt

-Felix is adorable and bought Mari some hair pins with watermelons because Watermelon Kids

-yes Nathalie has a shirt that says “I’m Nathalie”

-they actually did lose Adrien and these two girls were able to return him to Nathalie and they all took a pic with them and followed the two on Twitter

-they don’t know what else to do in New York, so they just make their way down to...

-New Jersey!

-Seaside Boardwalk!!

-they mostly stick to the arcades, Mari sticking to casino pier, and them getting fries and lemonade as a snack.

-they spend the night at the boardwalk, going on a few rides like Moby Dick, and Pirate’s Cove.

-they spend the night at a house of a friend of Tom Dupain’s and the next day, they go to the Ocean County mall because it was close to the house.

-Adrien complained a bit about going to “the least cool mall in the state” but stopped when he found a five below at the plaza.

-five below is his weakness.

-mall, fun, yada yada yada

-bath and body works is inside? Mari’s in heaven.

-Friendly’s for lunch! Ice cream all around my friends!

-that afternoon they go to laser tag and completely dominated.

-Twins on one team, Watermelon Kids on the other.

-for some reason (the reason is called because I said so) they decide to go down to another boardwalk further south.

-on the way they go to lobster house for lunch (lobster house is amazing I don’t even really like it for the food it’s just the VIBES. they are. immaculate.)

-they go to Wildwood and ohhh

-Nino and Adrien are living it up on the rides

-rollercoaster, log flume, submarine ride slash game thingy!

-they’re doing it all

-and Felix and Mari are being so cute and domestic winning each other things at the games

-and then the arcade, where Felix is hopeless at Skeeball and ends up slipping and Mari helps him up while trying not to laugh

-can I just say that I think Mari is probably really good at claw machines?

-she has some weird sort of luck when she’s playing and she’ll always end up winning a prize

-they spend the night at a cute little hotel and the next day they go mini golfing

-now this is where Felix for some reason shines

-Mari keeps losing her golf ball and having to go search for it

-Adrien and Nino are both mediocre at it.

-Adrien got a hole in one and he and Nino screamed and Nino picked him up and spun him around

-they also got ice cream at said mini golf place

-Khor’s is just...*chefs kiss*. They all got the orange and vanilla swirl because I said so and it’s a Khor’s classic

-Felix picks an Italian place for dinner that night. It’s called Little Italy and it’s pretty good.

-and, that’s a wrap for New Jersey! Next...

-alllll the way down to.... North Carolina!

-they spend only a day in North Carolina, but they do go to these caves.

-and also, this place with food that’s mainly made of... alligator?

-basically, it’s a rest day.

-Mari gets SUPER inspired and buys fabric to make a jacket inspired by the caves and honestly it’s gorgeous because she used not only the tan of the rocks, but the beautiful blues of the water.

-NATHALIE BREAK

-she’s so tired but she’s having so much fun with her boys!!!

-she actually feels pretty well rested a few days into the trip.

-Nathalie can’t help but fuss over the kids

-and coo at their cuteness when they do cute things

-She and Mari always share a room

-and the three boys share a room

-Nathalie helps Mari do complicated braids because she’s super good at those and Mari can only do a basic braid.

-next!

-South Carolina!

-specifically Charleston.

-ghost tout ghost tour ghost tour

-“and this is the building where a dude saw the ship that held all his crops sink. He then proceeded to-“

-it gets graphic in that moment and Marinette is having fun but also isn’t a fan of thinking of... uh, head not being on body???

-pirates!!! They go into this cave thingy and see piratey stuff, which is entertaining for everyone because it’s creepy in the cave, which Mari enjoys, PIRATES, which Adrino enjoys, and history for the grumpy Felix

-it’s quiet and everyone’s happy, which Nathalie is living for.

-they mostly just walk around looking at pretty things the next day

-rainbow row rainbow row

-Mari is so inspired that she buys a cheap sketchbook from target just so she can get all these ideas down

-she desperately wants to sew but she has to wait since they don’t have access to a sewing machine.

-so, they eat at a sandwich shop before hitting the road.

-they make a quick stop in Georgia, laugh at a sign that lists the marvel movies made in Georgia, then leave.

-(sorry Georgia. I’m sure you’re a very nice state but I’ve had limited interaction with the state besides passing through and sometimes stopping to eat lunch.)

-this is the thing they’re very excited for!!!

-Florida!

-specifically, Orlando

-that’s right, DISNEY WORLD.

-they are spending a whole week here.

-that’s right, 7 days of fun.

-day 1, animal kingdom because they get there in the afternoon and there isn’t as much they want to see in animal kingdom. They have loads of fun though and are planning on dropping by another day for the first half of the day.

-next day is Magic Kingdom

-they go on so many rides.

-small world is Adrien’s favorite ride, don’t @ me.

-Casey’s Corner is where they get lunch because Mari loves the aesthetic.

-MINNIE EARS ALL AROUND

-Marinette has a different one for every outfit

-Aristocats ears!!!

-she can’t explain why she loves it, she just DOES.

-for their last day (yeah this is out of order but who cares) they park hop, ending in magic kingdom and staying for the fireworks. Our favorite designer wears these lovely light up ears

-when they went to animal kingdom on the first day you KNOW Mari had some cute ears

-shh don’t tell the boys and Nathalie but Felix actually asked Mari to be his girlfriend when they were in Hollywood studios

-they walked off together, and sat on a bench somewhere sharing a snack

-our extra boy asked if she could be his girlfriend with matching beauty and the beast rings

-Mari said yes and she smiled soooo much.

-it’s kind of hard to explain everything so let’s just talk about the interesting stuff!!

-Marinette VIBES with the princesses oh my god

-TIANA INSPIRED OUTFIT PLEASE

-Disney is V fun but... sorry boys, it’s time for Marinette to get some sewing done! (Also I’m kind of bored of writing Disney this took several weeks bc I would write like a sentence a day lol)

-CALIFORNIA TIME

-they do go for one day in Disneyland but most of it’s spent going to get some inspiration for Mari.

-fabric stores fabric stores.

-that girl is sketching and coming up with ideas like her life DEPENDS ON IT

-inspiration explosion

-also some normal Knick knack shopping, so Mari gets some time away from staring down at her tablet and sketchbook.

-resting and just going to try all different sorts of normal, causal restaurants

-living the life

-also, Felix and Mari go on their first date. I say first date Very Loosely because it’s actually them sitting in Mari’s hotel room eating pizza and watching a movie and though they both consider it a date, they want to have a cute, cliche first date when they back home.

-Speaking of home...

-They are about to fly back to Paris when they get a message from Jess, one of the girls who found Adrien in NY.

-It was a message from her asking if she could check her latest tweet.

-it was a recording of Jess playing guitar, the song (an instrumental version of Miraculous but slightly modified) being wonderfully sweet. Aeon, the other girl, was also in the video, humming along to Jess. At the end, Jess dedicated the video the them and they both gushed about how nice they were in person and that both of them had waited until they had the arrangement ready before they posted it on social media.

-it thawed even Felix’s icy heart.

-and as they flew back to Paris, Nathalie couldn’t help but think of what a perfectly wonderful trip it had been. Minus... the accidents.

-But there’s no need to talk about that here.

-They reach Paris safe and sound, and Marinette takes a long, long nap right before she goes into creative mode and sews all the outfits she had sketched. Advantages of being rich, you know? You don’t have to worry about fabric price.

-While Mari was sewing, everyone else was also slowing down.

-And gearing up to go back to school

-*dramatic music*

-What will happen next? Even I have no idea!

.......

It’s almost like.... I exist??? Haha, but seriously, sorry for sort of going MIA??? I finally finished this, mostly by getting lazy towards the end. Yes, before you say it, I don’t hate NYC. It’s cool there, I just love making fun of it and the fact the special cam eout a few days ago is just pure irony. All of those links should work, so you can actually buy the Disney things I’m talking about! If they aren’t, please tell me so I can fix them. Next up is the Nathalie mentioned “Accidents”. That should take way less time because I’m going to go with the tried and true method of “Make stuff up and hope it makes sense”. I say should because you never know with me, I’m a mess ❤️❤️❤️

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leviathiane · 4 years

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Fic Rec Friday - One Piece (SFW)

I am going to make this a thing. Even if its just me and like 3 people see it lol

Ao3 Edition!

The Wanderer (MaiKusakabe) - Marco isn’t the firstmate of the Whitebeards. He’s never even met them, actually– he’s not even a pirate. But Whitebeard wants him to be one. Badly. // High Contender for my Favorite OP fic I’ve read out of all of them. Im just weak in the knees for reluctant/In-denial!Marco and the entire crew trying to reach out to their (future) eldest brother. Also has Immortal!Marco implications and im LIVING for it

Being Human (MaiKusakabe) - Slave!Marco gets taken in by Whitebeard // Listen yall know im gay for Marco-centric angst but this one really takes me by the lapels and shakes me to pieces ok i am laid low

To Build a Home (endlessblankpages) - ASL pirates get recruited (read: kidnapped) by the Whitebeards as an apology for a misunderstanding and it All Spirals From There // Very well put together, and Completed! Incredible found-family affection and fondness, som brotherly angst, All Good All Good.

wish by spirit and if by yes (midnightluck) - Sabo has his memories. A series of shenanigans of him and Ace just trying to take care of each other even with all their chaos and distance, with the Whitebeards and Koala as unwitting audience. // The exasperation and family affection got me fucked all the way up. Midnightluck consistently has my favorite characterization of Sabo out of everything I’ve read.

Clipped Wings (Beyond_Kailani) - Sabo gives up everything, as long as it means his brother’s live freely. Away from his parents. // Angsty and INCREDIBLE found family trope usage. The mental struggle to do what Sabo thinks is necessary to survive vs live his life freely is A+

Trapped in Eternity (Skyleaf19) - Ace is stuck in a long term time loop and his mental health is really, really suffering from it. // this is an angst MELTING POT and i love it. It recently updated off of hiatus but im so excited about it i literally cant focus enough to read it adefsgrth LOTS of the whitebeards trying to help Ace and Ace struggling to pretend he hates them. fantastic. *chef’s kiss*

Living Dreams (Maikusakabe) - Canon-timeline!Marco wakes up two years in the past. Before Whitebeard died. Before Ace died. Before Thatch died. He doesnt handle it well. // I dont even know where to start this is a bundle of some of my favorite tropes in one completed fic. The angst, the disbelief, the denial– it’s perfect. I’m in love

Inanition (Taizi) - small fic about how Luffy’s body works differently than his crewmates. // Short, and yet I keep coming back to it. It’s unebelievably sweet, and the tension of things left unsaid and suppressed anger out of worry is incredible.

Beginning the Next Dream (RikoJasmine) - Future!Luffy gets reborn as his own uncle, Garp’s kid and Dragon’s little brother. This changes a lot, esp. the ASL future. // Its still sort of in the beginning and already has 50k and my Heart I s2g every chapter i see updated makes me have to take a moment to calm down before I read it. Really worth the read. Very soft and sweet with the family vibes, and Luffy is a Hysterically overpowered child with haki.

Guardian (Petiteneko) - Zoro’s POV for pre-post Dressrosa, and how Law slowly, quietly works through his frankly suicidal revenge plan. Includes lulaw // Im weak for outsider!POV mental health and trauma fics. That’s really all you need to know tbh

Acclimating (Justira) - Luffy may be the outspokenly crazy one, but he hand-picked his crew and the rest of the Strawhats are just as on his bullshit despite what they say. Law is struggling through a very nosy crew. // Similar to the fic above, Law trying to leave himself to his own self-harming tendencies and the Strawhats collectively having None Of It.

Lionheart (cyan96) - Past!Law and Corazon get dumped into canon-timeline!Law’s submarine after a devil fruit incident. Trauma everywhere. // Manages to be funny and heartbreaking at exactly the same time! Lots of deeply buried trauma manifested suddenly and overwhelmingly. Incredible.

The Games (Stormy1x2) - Humorous little fic about the Whitebeard’s participating in a sort of public-sport game, in which Ace volunteers and has a great time throwing shenanigans everywhere. // very cute!! another outsider!POV type as its in Marco’s POV while Ace runs around and is just excited and adorable.

Older Brother’s Insight (Abyssal_one) - short fic about Older-brother!Luffy and Younger-brother!Ace w/ the Whitebeards // short and sweet! Im a sucker for role switch AUs and this one really highlights Luffy’s own eccentric sort of capabilities.

Portgas D. Anne and the War of Shirts (glowingjellyfishtreelights) - Anne just doesnt like shirts. this has nothing to do with anyone else. // it’s Really funny. also incredibly accurate.

Into Flame (Kurgaya) - Phoenix!Zoro, and the art of Not Actually Being Human But Never Saying That. // includes Zolu! Which usually isnt my jam, but im All Over non-human!AUs and this one is incredible. Zoro has three pairs of wings. Three. That’s wicked.

Pardus (ImperialMint) - A devil fruit materializes Ace’s worst fear. Which means he’s returning to the Moby Dick with Gold Roger himself at his heels. // funny, sad, and cute all at once. Cute family affection moments, lots of Ace being emotionally hurt and confused.

Legacy (Anjelle) - Ace died and was sent back, all the way back to when his dad still was a pirate on the Oro Jackson. // Lots of emotional turmoil and childhood trauma neatly tied up with some cathartic mental revaluation ;)

Paperwork of a Phoenix (ventusleone) - Marine!Marco and Marine!Izo happen to meet the Whitebeards during their downtime, every now and then, and, well, its not like theyre on duty. // Recently was completed! Slowburn platonic found-family vibes, a lot of Marco biting off more than he can chew and essentially being adopted in the process.

Tension Headache and Migraine (JuHuaTai) Marco overworks himself and accidentally snaps at his crewmates, including Ace. // Very tense in the beginning and smooths out to something apologetic and softer. Has some nsfw in the end, overall Fanastic lmao

Tomorrow Never Happens (Midnightluck) - Sabo pickpockets the wrong marine and gets caught. Which sucks on a normal day, except this one is huge, and burly, and an admiral, and apparently his grandfather. // humorous and slightly angsty all at once! Another Sabo-Gets-His-Memories-Back-Canon-Divergence type story, because I am simple and predictable and it’s still fantastic.

Blue Moon (MyLadyDay) - Werewolf!Marco protects the forest. It just so happens that (Witch?)Ace does so too. // Has some very quiet vibes I really dig, very calm and makes me think of a deep grey-blue color for some reason. Like Full moonlight through the trees. Very cute

#these arent even... half my favorites #but if i kept going id never stop :/ i have a lot #im gonna just start doing this every so often on a friday bc its Fun and i like mentioning people who make good content #please check them out!#fic rec #op fic rec #one piece #fanfiction #fanfic rec #Portgas D. Ace #revolutionary sabo #monkey d. luffy #marco the phoenix #uhh i think ill die if i tag everyone. lets stop there #anyway its 2am so not really friday anymore but u get it lmao goodnight #mine #lmk if yall want more recs ajhfgyehu ill give them ANYWAY but #if any o fu have a specific fandom in mind i probably have a couple to point out for u to check out #im only doing OP on my own bc thats my current fix #and i havent been in KNY long enough to find all the gold #but send me a fandom in ask and i can probably whip something up provided ive been in said fandom #also im active on both Ao3 and FF so specify which site if u want a list pls

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gingerlibrum · 4 years

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Saw a post on one of the pages I follow on Facebook that I thought seemed kind of fun. If you're bored, post a picture of your bookshelf and talk about each of the books that are on there. If you are in self quarantine and find yourself incredibly bored with nothing else to do feel free to comment. It will give you something to do for a little bit. If your bookshelf is to big, take a photo of one shelf or grab a few books that you love and comment about those! I'll put a 📚 to indicate that the book is on my tbr pile.

*Note it doesn't have to be books. If you have a shelf of movies or CD's/Records, feel free to comment about those!

1. Tuesdays with Morrie by Mitch Albom

A memoir between Albom featuring lessons on life from his dying professor. Highly reccomend. It's one of those books that I can reread and learn something new every time.

2. The Five People you Meet in Heaven by Mitch Albom

A new look on what it means to die and how our vision of heaven isn't what one would expect. I try to reread this one every year because it's a good reminder that even the little things we do could effect not only the people we know, but complete strangers.

3. The Next Person you Meet in Heaven by Mitch Albom

A sequel to The Five People you Meet in Heaven and a great follow up!

4. Scythe by Neal Shusterman

A great young adult novel! It's about a futuristic society where due to medical advancements, people can live forever and even do things like make themselves look younger. However, there's a catch. The Scyths people who act as a kind of population control. The story follows two teens as they train to be scythes.

5. Thunderhead by Neal Shusterman 📚

6. The Story of King Arthur and His Knights 📚

7. The Book of Joy by The Dalai Lama, Archbishop Desmond Tutu, and Douglas Adams

Haven't finished it yet, but it's a conversation between two people of different religions and backgrounds. An interesting read.

8. Code Name: Lise by Larry Loftis 📚

9. Outlander by Diana Gabaldon

Almost halfway through it. Story premise is interesting though.

10. Lord of the Rings boxed set by J.R.R Tolkien 📚

11. Dear Evan Hansen the Novel

I am Musical theater trash. I love this musical. The book gave me more of an insight to it beyond listening to the album on repeat.

12. The Hate U Give by Angie Thomas

A teen novel about the black lives matter movement. Honestly, this book was so good. 100% reccomend even if you aren't a teen.

13. Harry Potter and the Philospher's Stone

I got this copy while I was in Scotland at Blackwells bookshop in Edinburgh (oh how I am longing to go back there) - please notice in front if the book the tiny Proffessor Quirell-

14. Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets

I want to get the entire series in these covers. I didn't get this one in Scotland it was a Christmas gift.

15. The Little Book of Lykee by Miek Wiking

A book about the Danish art of Happiness

16. The Little Book of Hygee by Miek Wiking

A book about how to make your life and home more comfortable to life in the Danish way.

17. The Last Lecture by Randy Pausch

Another book about life told by a dying man. This is a good read. Follows Randy Pausch, a Proffessor, as he has been diagnosed with a brain tumor and continues to teach and prepares for his last lecture.

18. Of Mice and Men by John Steinbeck

Had to read it for school in high school but I do like this book when I'm not required to read it too.

19. Let Morte D'Arthur📚

20. Pygmalion 📚

21. Little Women 📚

22. Walden 📚

23. Pride and Predjudice 📚

24. The Time Machine by H.G Wells

Books about time travel are a weakness of mine.

25. Phantom of the Opera by Gaston Leroux

Read it so I would have something to talk about with my coworker who is now my boyfriend. Also I liked the cover and the theater show is fun to cosplay.

26. Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur's Court 📚

27. Peter Pan 📚

28. 20,000 League's Under the Sea 📚

29. Treasure Island 📚

30. Moby Dick 📚

31. The Immortalists by Chloe Benjamin 📚

32. The Island of Sea Women by Lisa See 📚

33. Fatal Throne 📚

34. The Alchemist by Paulo Coelho 📚

35. Coraline by Neil Gaiman 📚

36. Stardust by Neal Gaiman

Loved the book. If you liked the Princess Bride I reccomend this book and its corresponding movie.

37. City of Ghosts by Victoria Schwab

Love the author. This book is a kids book about a girl who can see ghosts. Her parents are ghost hunters who have a tv show where they travel to Edinburgh and she learns a lot about her powers.

38. A Darker Shade of Magic Trilogy by V.E Schwab

Again. LOVE this author. Highly recommend this trilogy. One of my favorite authors of all time.

39. The Sand Warrior 📚

40. To Kill a Mockingbird

Again. One of those I had to read for school but do actually like reading without the pressureeof having to read it.

41. Howl's Moving Castle 📚

42. A bunch of Hardy Boys Books 📚

43. Neverending Story 📚

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stealing-jasons-job · 4 years

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10 Questions Tag Game

Rules: Answer 10 15 questions, ask 10, and tag 10 people however many people your heart desires to answer them.

Tagged by the amazing @burninghoneyatdusk, @nakey-cats-take-bathsss, and @bookwormforalways, so you guys are getting 15 answers from me. 🥰

I apologize in advance for getting deep on main. lol

1. Do you believe in soulmates/true love?

I don’t believe in soulmates, but I do believe in true love.

Is there one person we’re fated to be with forever and ever? No, I don’t think so. As much as I love soulmate AUs and the idea of there being one person you know you’ll click with no matter what... I just don’t think it’s realistic.

Instead, I think that there are lots of people you’re compatible with. And some people get lucky and meet a person they are compatible with at a time when both of them are ready to commit and build a life together. When that happens, you’re building a relationship and partnership that I believe turns into true love over time.

2. What’s your happy place?

This is hard because I have a lot of happy places, but I think my number one happy place is my high school’s softball field. I’ve spent hundreds of hours on that field over my lifetime, and I miss it a lot now that I’m grown and moved away from home. Playing softball, being on the pitcher’s mound, was always where I just felt the most myself. I was 100% in my element, surrounded by some of my closest friends I’d known since I was 8 years old when we all played on the same tournament team. Worries about my body, all the bullshit with my dad, friend drama, boy drama, anxieties about the future... none of it could touch me when I was inside the fence of that field practicing or playing. 🥎

3. If you could befriend one fictional character (book/show/movie) who would it be and why?

Part of me wants to say Bellamy Blake because I would marry that man (sorry, Clarke). lol But I think realistically, I’m going to go with Olivia Pope because powerful friends are helpful and she’s a badass I’d like to have in my corner.

4. Song lyrics that apply to your current mental state/state of your life rn:

The song Lady Like by Ingrid Andress is my anthem rn. I relate to the entire song so much, but here’s the pre-chorus/chorus:

“Controversial, so outspoken

I've been told I'm not ladylike

But I'm a lady, like whoa

I could bring you to your knees and

Get you kicked out the Garden of Eden

Untamable, unframeable, Mona Lisa, oh

Kiss you like a whiskey fire

Turn around, leave your heart in a riot

Lipstick in a cigarette pack on the dash

I'm a lady like that

I'm a lady like that”

5. What’s something that helps you stay positive even when things get hard?

Writing. It’s my passion, and I love crafting stories. It’s a way to escape — create a new world for me to live in or insert myself into a world I wish I could visit. But it’s also a good way to give myself perspective. My stress about work is smaller when I’m writing about characters trying to prevent the apocalypse. The current shit show that is... well, the whole world, is something I feel I can make a positive impact in when I’m writing about characters fighting a government conspiracy.

6. What’s a memory you wish that you could go back in time to and relive?

This is so random, but one time in high school my group of friends did a big scavenger hunt. Each team made their own list of riddles for the other team to solve and then photograph within the city limits of our small town. After we got done, we went to our high school football field and broke into the press box to screw around with the PA system. Afterward, we just walked around for a while, laid down under the traffic light in the middle of the road (it was like 3 AM at this point on a backroad, so no cars). It was such a wholesome night. lol Just 7 teenagers screwing around and having fun — not a single care in the world. I was in that weird, flirty stage with one of my guy friends. I had a softball game against our school rival coming up that I was excited for. Life was simple. I’d go back and relive that night in a heartbeat.

7. If you could talk to your 13 year old self, what would you tell her/advice would you give her?

Being vulnerable isn’t the end of the world, and your worth is not conditional on your strength or usefulness.

**Potenital TW**

My dad was verbally and emotionally abusive my entire childhood (still is, I just am better equipped to handle it as an adult that doesn’t live in the same state). I grew up thinking that love was conditional and all vulnerabilities would be exploited for someone else’s gain. That any weakness shown would be used to hurt me. That makes it really hard for me to open up to people (for example, I would not be telling you guys this story if we were sitting in the same room rather than me typing it out on screen — and it’s still giving me anxiety to share), and it makes it really hard for me to form deep attachments and friendships since those typically hinge on sharing parts of yourself and being vulnerable with someone else.

Maybe it wouldn’t have helped, but maybe if I could go back and tell myself during those formidable years that none of that is true... who knows how things could be different, how I could be different.

Anyway, sorry about that sob story. Moving on.

8. What’s your favorite quote of all time? Why?

“Courage is not the absence of fear, but rather the assessment that something else is more important than fear.” ― Franklin D. Roosevelt.

Because this logic can be applied to almost everything: Confidence isn’t the absence of insecurity, but rather the understanding that you have worth despite them. Goodness isn’t the absence of badness or darkness, but rather the conscious decision to reject those impulses to be better. Love isn’t to see an absence of flaws or irritation, but to respect and appreciate someone in part because of them.

Plus, Princess Diaries I and II remain two of my favorite movies, which is where I first heard this quote. 👑

9. What is the quality you value most in a friend?

Being genuine. As mentioned above, the trust and emotional intimacy issues are real with me. lol But if I know you are a genuine person who’s going to shoot me straight and be upfront about what you’re thinking, feeling, etc. then it’s easier for me to let you in. It may take time, but it’ll happen eventually.

10. If the pandemic magically ended today, how would you spend tomorrow?

On a plane. To somewhere with new people, crowded spaces, restaurants galore. Hong Kong, maybe. Or Tokyo. 🏙️

11. If you could go back in time and live in any era & location, and face no danger, where would you choose?

Vikings. God, I would have thrived in a Nordic society. Women’s rights were paramount, being strong and tough as a woman was celebrated, sword fighting and archery and rowing were important skills, they lived in cold places (I like winter), there’s a possibility I could have trained a dragon. Like, I’d miss some modern technology, but I’d live. lol

12. What heroine of a movie, book, tv show, story, or history do you relate to most?

Honestly? Clarke Griffin. Bossy + has zero chill + occasionally says somethign v sassy + afraid of being vulnerable + refusal to show any weakness + doesn’t talk about her feelings + in love with Bellamy Blake + rocks the black leather aesthetic + wants to save the world but makes questionable decisions to do so? ✅✅✅

13. Without saying who the person is, what is a question you wish you could ask someone but can’t?

What the actual fuck do you think are you doing?

(I’d actually like to ask this to two people, and I bet all of you can guess the two people right away lololol)

14. In one sentence, what are you personally struggling with right now?

Figuring out where I fit into the world.

15. What’s a book/article/story that brought you joy/comfort/healing that you wish others would read?

How to Walk Away by Katherine Center.

It’s a beautiful book that taught me a lot about self-worth, throwing out your life playbook (because it never goes according to plan), and thriving where you’re planted rather than lamenting the fact that you aren’t in a different garden.

12/10 recommend! (Her other books are also amazing.)

My questions for you...

(Stealing some from others because they were good!)

1. What album/playlist do you listen to when you’re in need of some inspiration/motivation?

2. If money wasn’t an object, what would you want to do with your life?

3. What’s your happiest memory?

4. What’s something that helps you stay positive even when things get hard?

5. What’s a book/movie/tv show that you turn to when you’re feeling down and need comfort?

6. Do you believe in soulmates?

7. If you could be anywhere in the world tomorrow (pretending COVID-19 doesn’t exist), where would you be and why?

8. How do you define success?

9. What’s your favorite quote of all time, and why?

10. If there’s anyone in the world you could spend the day with (fictional, historical, someone you know, anyone at all), who would it be and why?

#tag games #it's a long one lol #about me #personal #changingthefairy-tale

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johannesviii · 4 years

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Top 10 Personal Favorite Hit Songs from 2006

17 to 18 years old. First to second university year, studying History. Another slightly chaotic year, to be honest.

It’s yet another great year for hits, even if 2005 and 2007 are both even better.

Disclaimers:

Keep in mind I’m using both the year-end top 100 lists from the US and from France while making these top 10 things. There’s songs in English that charted in my country way higher than they did in their home countries, or even earlier or later, so that might get surprising at times.

Of course there will be stuff in French. We suck. I know. It’s my list. Deal with it.

My musical tastes have always been terrible and I’m not a critic, just a listener and an idiot.

I have sound to color synesthesia which justifies nothing but might explain why I have trouble describing some songs in other terms than visual ones.

At this point it was beginning to be clear that my mother wanted me out of the appartment as quickly as possible so staying at home was becoming more and more unpleasant. I basically spent most of my day outside or at the library when I wasn’t in class, then ate dinner and slept at home. I had a few friends at university but was very unpopular (by the start of the second year, my nickname was “the hobo”, mostly because I was always wearing the same old black coat and bad jeans, but also because I liked to fish for coins under vending machines cause I had next to no money). I also had a brief but extremely bad relationship that year, which ended with me punching the dude back after he punched me between two classes near the end of the year.

While making these lists I found a tape labelled “spring 2006″ and nothing else. I think it’s one of the last tapes I ever made.

After listening to it, it contained:

Mr Brightside (The Killers) (who’s surprised?)

Crazy, by Seal, but sung by a woman. No idea who that is. (Edit: Alanis Morissette! thank you purplecyborgnewt)

Alice & June (Indochine)

You And Me (Lifehouse)

A couple of seconds of Precious, Depeche Mode

Oui (Zazie)

Precious (Depeche Mode) again. A radio host states it’s the n°15 favorite song on Europe 2 that week, whichever week that was.

City of Blinding Lights (U2)

Nolwenn Ohwo (Nolwenn Leroy)

Fragment of Song to Say Goodbye (Placebo), then the entire song.

The ending of Talk (Coldplay), followed by another fragment of Talk

Juste Après (Fredericks, Goldman & Jones)

Talk (Coldplay), this time in its entirety (I can still smell the frustration more than 13 years away)

Broken (Seether)

Enjoy the Silence 2004 (Depeche Mode)

Fragment of Missing (Evanescence), followed by nearly the entire song

Jeune et Con (Saez)

A bit of a radio show I found funny

An obscure remix of Sans Contrefaçon (Mylène Farmer).

So yeah, I stopped making tapes around that time. I also only bought two cd singles that year.

Just like the previous year, some of my favorite albums from that year have exactly zero singles elligible for this list. They are Alice & June by Indochine, and Meds by Placebo. The worst part? One of the best songs on Indochine’s album is a goddamn duet with Brian Molko from Placebo. It’s called Pink Water and it’s great. Please listen to it if you don’t know it yet. What can I say, I’m a weak and simple person, I hear a duet between two singers I adore, and I die instantly.

Anyway. Meds is kind of underrated as far as Placebo’s discography goes and I’m especially fond of Infrared, which was one of the songs of the year for me. Indochine’s Alice & June, meanwhile, is a concept double album about two girls making a suicide pact. It’s a bit of a mess and it’s not as tight as Paradize was but it’s still really, really good for the most part. The first eponymous single should have been elligible. But it isn’t. I’m sad.

On to the honorable mentions!

So Sick (Ne-Yo) - Usually this kind of music just sounds bland to me, but that one was really pleasant.

Miracle (Cascada) - Not as good as Everytime we touch. Still a lot of fun.

Smack That (Akon) - This shouldn’t be this catchy.

Pump It (Black Eyed Peas) - Same here.

Living On Video (Pakito) - I only just now realised this was a cover. What the hell.

SOS (Rihanna) - Not her best song. Still good.

L’Amour N’est Rien (Mylène Farmer) - Really funny lyrics, meh song.

World Hold On (Bob Sinclar) - Stay tuned for more.

Hips Don’t Lie (Shakira) - Song of the summer, whether you liked it or not. Fortunately, I liked it a lot.

Chasing Cars (Snow Patrol) - Very pleasant.

SexyBack (Justin Timberlake) - That beat is just incredible.

Call Me When You’re Sober (Evanescence) - I remember Rock Mag finishing their KarmaCode (Lacuna Coil) review with “We hope Evanescence’s next album will be fantastic, because this is their most serious rival yet.” And nope, Evanescence’s album wasn’t nearly as good as KarmaCode. But this song still made the year-end list, while nothing from Lacuna Coil ever crossed over. Our Truth SHOULD have been a huge hit. It had a ton of crossover appeal. One of the biggest musical tragedies of the year right there. Oh well, the Evanescence single is still good though.

Say It Right (Nelly Furtado & Timbaland) - The last cut from the list, and when you’ll see what replaced it, you are going to hate me.

And now, the top ten.

10 - Everytime We Touch (Cascada)

US: #31 / FR: #5

This kicked Nelly Furtado off the list.

I am not sorry, just so you know.

9 - Ridin’ (Chamillionaire)

US: #8 / FR: Not on the list

This is a song about respecting the law and driving at a reasonable speed and cops being mad because they can’t do anything against you. He’s a gangster, just... not doing anything illegal at the moment. I absolutely adore that concept. This is the best.

8 - Crazy (Gnarls Barkley)

US: #7 / FR: #29

I’ve never met someone who disliked this song, and for that reason I have nothing to say about it. It’s just one of these tunes, like Hey Ya, which are too perfect to argue or say anything constructive about them.

7 - Temperature (Sean Paul)

US: #2 / FR: #48

Half of this top ten 10 is made of absolute bangers with untouchable beats and you know what, I really miss that time, mostly because the current charts are morose and depressed (for good reasons, but still). This is no Get Busy, but come on, who can say we need less Sean Paul in our lives? Not me that’s for sure.

By the way, one of the very first videos I saw on (the very new at the time) youtube was a misheard lyrics version of this song. I think you all know which one it is, the original has been deleted but it was reuploaded several times since then.

6 - Rock This Party (Bob Sinclar & Cutee B)

US: Not on the list / FR: #19

You really can’t go wrong with this “Everybody dance now” sample, and this is one seriously kickass song, and yet another banger on a list already full of them. Also, this was possibly the best music video of the entire year, featuring three kids trying to imitate music videos from just about every popular genre. Check it out if you’ve never seen it, it will make your day.

5 - Marly-Gomont (Kamini)

US: Not on the list / FR: #1

Possibly the most unexpected hit song of the decade in my country. Basically, this guy made a rap song about the tiny rural village he was living in, and a funny music video shot on a 100€ budget to show to his friends and family. And it was well written. And it was hilarious, while still being insightful. And it became a viral sensation. And it charted! And suddenly it became the biggest hit of the year.

If you’ve never heard it, here it is. There was no translation available for it on lyricstranslate, so I made an account just to translate it myself. You’re welcome. Please give it a try. It’s great. It was a hit for a good reason, and I promise you the music video is funny even if you don’t speak the language.

4 - Slipping Away/Crier la Vie (Mylène Farmer & Moby)

US: Not on the list / FR: #15

So, uh, earlier in this post I said “What can I say, I’m a weak and simple person, I hear a duet between two singers I adore, and I die instantly.”

This is a duet between Mylène Farmer and Moby, based on a song from Hotel, which, if you recall, I listened to on a loop the previous year.

My poor heart didn’t need this. What did I do to deserve this. What a blessing.

3 - Over My Head (Cablecar) (The Fray)

US: #13 / FR: Not on the list

This was my #1 at some point. Then I realised the version I kept listening to was a punk rock version by A Day To Remember from Punk Goes Pop, and that I had nearly forgotten what the original sounded like. So I listened to it, and it’s still very, very nice, but it’s not quite the same.

I still bought the album, though.

2 - Nolwenn Ohwo (Nolwenn Leroy)

US: Not on the list / FR: #43

I had completely (and I do mean completely) forgotten about this song until I started to check the French year-end top 100 to make this list. Erased from my mind entirely by some sort of MiB neuralyser. And I was like “hang on, wasn’t this a good song? This rings a bell. I used to love it, didn’t I?” (and sure enough, it’s on that 2006 tape I found). So I wrote it down for the honorable mentions, just in case.

Before making the definitive list, I put the song on, and I felt like the critic in Ratatouille having a flashback.

Holy. Shit.

I remembered ALL the lyrics. While listening to it, in under three minutes I successively put it in the 6th spot, then the 4th, and when it ended, it was #2 on the list. I downloaded it and put it back on my mp3 player and on my playlists. I’ve listened to it about 30 times in the past week. It’s so great. How did I ever forget this song existed. I feel so alive.

I never cared about this singer, but this is written by Laurent Voulzy, who’s music I actually love, and he’s firing on all cylinders here. Just listen to it. Please.

It could have easily topped the list if it wasn’t for the most useful and helpful song in the entire year.

1 - Pas le Temps (Faf Larage)

US: Not on the list / FR: #2

I never watched a single episode of Prison Break. This was the French version of the opening song. I don’t even know what happens in the series. I don’t really care.

I. Adore. This song. It’s yet another #1 that helped me a lot.

The beat is untouchable and this rap is actual poetry. Not even remotely kidding. Here’s a part of one of the verses.

Aussi loin que la lumière semble s'éteindre (As far as the light seems to flicker) Seule une étincelle au fond de moi peut l'atteindre (Only the spark hidden inside of me can reach it) (...) Les dés sont jetés, rien n'est joué (the dice is tossed, the game is set) Même le sort retient son souffle piégé dans ce sablier (even fate holds its breath, trapped in this hourglass) J'ai décidé de ne pas être prisonnier (I decided I wouldn’t be a prisoner) J'n'ai que ma vie à offrir si jamais j'échouais (I only have my life to offer if I ever fail) Pas le choix faut y'aller (No choice, let’s go)

The line “pas le choix, faut y aller” (no choice, let’s go) keeps being repeated in the entire song and it’s so, SO motivational. As I said before, 2006 was not as bad as 2003 but it was still a difficult year - at the end of it, I was an adult with no money, very little hope for the future, no diploma yet apart from the highschool one, still trying to NOT become a ball of anger because of a couple of assholes in class, all of this with dysphoria and a mother who wanted to kick me out as soon as possible. And I wanted to win, and punch the world, and say here I come, I’m alive, I survived, better watch out.

Si je dois exceller, tout donner, prendre c'que j'peux (If I need to be the best, give everything, take whatever I can) Si le monde m'appartient restez pas au milieu (If the world is mine, don’t stay in my way) Et si le sort est contre moi c'est tant pis (And if fate is against me, too bad) On fait des plans pour s'en sortir, écoute (We’re making plans to survive, listen) Pas le choix faut y'aller (No choice, let’s go)

This song defined the entire year for me. This was my fight song. Everytime I wanted to give up, it was there to give me a very simple reminder.

No choice. Let’s go.

Next up: here it is, at last, the absolute best hit song of the decade

#Johannes’ bad not good pretty terrible music lists #music #long post

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thegorydamnreaper · 5 years

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Pierce Brown Dark Age Reddit AMA Highlights! Part 1

Even though this is the highlights, it’s still kind of long, so I’m putting it under the cut. I literally created a Reddit account for this event, so hopefully this was worth it 😅

THIS WAS BEFORE DARK AGE EVEN CAME OUT, SO IT’S SPOILER-FREE I PROMISE!!!

Pierce says he would be a Brown in the RR universe (haaaaa, get it?)

Question he wished people would ask: “Where are the best cookies?” A: JD’s Chippery, Dallas TX

On an Aja vs Darrow fight when both are in their prime and if Darrow would win: “Not back then, no way. At 33, a wargod with a thousand Gold kills under his belt...I think they kill each other.”

Random listing of more Howler rules: “2. Never betray the pack. 7. When possible, bring a knife to a fistfight, a gun to a knifefight, and Reaper to a gunfight. 18. Always bring a toothbrush (Ragnar!!!!!)”

On Greens: “The Greens. Those crazies probably are living in a cyber paradise while everyone else fucks the world up around them. Shit, they probably don't even die. They probably go to the digital cloud and live in elysium forever. They are immortal. It is their greatest secret. I like this idea.”

The House Thorne girl from Golden Son who escaped House Falthe is important somehow, but no more info than that. It’s all about planting the seeds.

He regrets killing Tactus: “Yeah. I agree. Fuck me. I wanted to spare him. My editor told me not to be weak. I killed him to prove I am strong. But I feel so weak. Oh Tactus, just one more innuendo. Please!” Which, tbh is a Big Mood with the Valii-Rath bros...

If Eo (his dog) would get along with Sophocles: “Eo is incredibly submissive. She would be friends with a dragon if it'd kiss her cheek every now and then. Sophocles would be easy. But my house would prolly look like hell”

On writing Sevro: “To me, Sevro isn't a character, he's a state of mind. Swear to Beelzebub, he's the easiest character in the series to write for me.” Total Mood this one.

On favorite sci-fi books: “Hyperion by Dan Simmons is a beast. Dune, obviously. Foundation by Asimov. Attack on Titan. Mote in God's Eye. The Culture series by Ian Banks”

On how Eo’s hair is so silky: “hiiiiiiiiiii. In morningtimes I run through fresh grass dew, if father allow. It works wonders!” (he was answering for her

On music: “60's/70's psychedelic rock is my favorite. So naturally Pink Floyd is akin to god for me. Gustav Holst got me through quite a bit of the writing, as did quite a few other classical composers Rachmaninoff, Beethoven, etc. Modern: Moby AND Eminem, This Will Destroy You, Penny & Sparrow. Right now I'm listening to Zeal and Ardor - Ship on Fire, which feels like it could be Darrow's war march.”

Howlers karaoke songs: “Clown - Margaritaville Pebble - something by missy elliott Rags - Ship on Fire - Zeal and Ardor Darrow - Hurt - NIN Victra - doesn't karaoke Sevro - Big Pimpin Thistle - I'm A Fucking Traitor and I Got What Was Comin”

On his Hogwarts House” “Durmstrang, motherfucker.” Fantastic response imo!

On character names “I go off of the sound I want their name to make. For instance, I think Vs have a sort of cutting sound. So characters like Sevro, Victra, Vixus have a certain vicious emphasis. A has a sort of condescending sigh, while simultaneously feeling important because its the preeminent number: Adrius, Antonia, Atalantia, Atlas, Aja”

On the best (and worst) gift he received at a signing: “Best and worst: I was given a toilet seat signed with Howler graffiti in austin, and then it was taken away from me. Or, perhaps I was never given it. Perhaps they just wanted me to sign it. I'm so presumptuous. Fuck.” I diedddddd when I read thisssss.

#red rising #red rising trilogy #pierce brown #darrow of lykos #darrow au andromedus #iron gold #sons of ares #hic sunt leones #omnis vir lupus #sevro au barca #virginia au augustus #Aja au Grimmus #dark age ama #mypost #ragnar volarus

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everything-jeronica-blog · 6 years

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Late Night

In which Veronica and Jughead become accidental next-door neighbors at a very haunted bed and breakfast. Cue blow-dryer weaponry, some rather unhelpful supernatural investigators, and misquoted Moby Dick.

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Jughead shrugs his backpack more securely on his shoulders, lugging his small green suitcase behind him. If he's being honest, the bed and breakfast doesn't look that nice from the outside. It isn't awful by any means; flowers adorn the windowsill, a cute welcome mat sits in front of the door. But the paint's chipping and there are cracks in the foundation and mostly it just looks old and worn out, which is how Jughead feels after the bus ride there. Frequent stops and a bus change after the tire burst turned the four hour drive to Riverdale into seven.

With a world-weary sigh, he wheels his suitcase to the front door and tugs it open. The bell above the door jingles. He steps into a small lounge; the wooden walls inside are cracking, too, a water stain on the ceiling above the welcome desk. That's what they get for finding a cheap and mildly suspicious deal online. Too bad he has to deal with it alone, now. He passes a few floral armchairs around a rickety coffee table and stops at the front desk. He's only waiting for a moment before an older man emerges from the office, grinning at him.

"Welcome! You're Room 13, right?"

Jughead nods, removing the crinkled piece of paper he'd printed out the reservation details on. "Yeah, that's me."

"You switched from a double to a single?"

"My friend cancelled last minute."

"Right this way."

He follows the man from the lobby past the dining area, a cozy place with numerous wooden tables and sitting areas. Old paintings hang on the walls (probably to cover more water stains, he thinks bitterly).

As they pass the dining area, the man says, "That's where you'll come for breakfast, served from 8 to 11. If you're late, there's no breakfast."

The common area connected to the dining area is completely empty. "Is the hotel low on visitors today?"

The man clears his throat, glancing away. "Bad weekend for trips. It's supposed to rain."

It's not. Jughead checked the weather three times before coming.

He takes Jughead down a long hallway to a dark wooden door with the small golden plaque labelled "Room 13" on it. He's unlocking it and explaining to Jughead that if he loses the key it's an extra charge when the neighboring door opens and a head pops out. The girl's smiling, the kind of smile that makes Jughead's knees a little weak.

"Could I get an extra towel, please?" she asks.

The owner nods, "Be right there."

Jughead expects the girl to close the door and go back to her business, but she stays hovering there, insufferably pretty smile fixed on Jughead. "Hi, neighbor."

"Hey," Jughead shuffles his feet awkwardly, throwing a wave her way.

A rather loud thump comes from somewhere above them. The girl jumps. "What was that?"

"Huh? Uh, I'll go see," the owner says, opening Jughead's door. "There's Wi-Fi and a TV. Towels and toiletries in the bathroom. Tell me if you need anything." He hands Jughead the key and strides quickly away.

Jughead drags his suitcase inside the room with a half-hearted nod to his neighbor. The room's small, a double bed across a TV stand and a little window with frilly curtains. Outdated floral wallpaper covers the walls, and unsurprisingly, there are more water stains on the ceiling.

At least there's a microwave, tucked onto a table in the corner. With a sigh, he tosses his backpack on the bed. He face-plants after it, sandaled foot knocking into the side table. Something clatters to the floor. Squeezing his eyes shut, he counts to three, takes a deep breath, then sits back up because that clattering very well may have been his cellphone.

A flap of wood hangs loose from the bottom of the table. On the floor lies a jeweled brooch. Jughead glances between the secret compartment and the spider brooch with the disbelief of someone running on far too little sleep and no differentiation between reality and imagination. Once he’s convinced himself this isn’t a sleep-deprived hallucination, he examines the brooch with careful fingers. It is made with rubies and shaped like a spider.

A knock on the door interrupts his interest. He places the brooch on his table and gets up to answer. It's the girl from next door, grinning a little sheepishly, rubbing the back of her head.

"Uh, hi again," she says. Now that Jughead can see her from head-to-toe, he's even more enamored. She’s gorgeous, smooth skin and small figure, legs on display in dress. "This is kind of weird, but do you have any plastic bags? I brought way too much ramen, and I don't want to leave it in my suitcase."

Jughead turns to his own suitcase, unzipping it and removing a store of plastic bags he'd brought just in case.

"Thanks. I'm Veronica, by the way. Here for two nights."

"Jughead," he offers hesitantly.

"Nice to meet you, Jughead. Did you come all alone?"

"My friend bailed. He forgot to do an assignment for university." Archie had called him three days ago in a panic because he realized his end-of-the-year thesis was due and he only had three pages written. They'd reserved the rooms only a week ago after finding a particularly cheap deal online; it was supposed to be a stress-free weekend, which they both needed desperately.

"So did mine. He got sick."

"Your boylfriend?" Jughead blurts without thinking. He has to restrain himself from clapping a hand over his mouth in regret.

The corner of Veronica's mouth turns up in an almost knowing smirk. "Just a friend."

"Right," he clears his throat. "Uh, anyway. Nice meeting you. I'm gonna get to bed." He isn't entirely lying; it's late, and he just spent seven hours on the bus.

"See you at breakfast, Jughead." To his irritation, the smirk doesn't fade as Veronica waves and backs away.

"Yeah." Jughead closes the door between them, face aflame.

This time he really does fling himself onto the bed.

He had entirely intended on sleeping but ends up tucked under the covers with his laptop resting on his stomach, scrolling mindlessly through Twitter. Far too late into the night, a thump comes from the wall behind his head, startling him into nearly jerking his headphones off. It's followed by a low moan. Jughead flushes. The absolute last thing he wants to do is sit around listening to Veronica getting off. He turns his laptop volume up.

Ten minutes later, there's another thump, louder this time.

"What the fuck," Jughead mutters, turning around to glare at the wall separating his room from Veronica's, as if the force of his irritation can travel.

His eyes are drifting shut when the third thump comes, too close for comfort. The phonebook on his side table falls off. He doesn’t bother picking it up, glaring at it for a moment before turning his laptop off and putting it away, burrowing further into the covers. Another moan; it’s so close it might as well have been right by his ear. It doesn’t really sound like a pleasured, getting-off kind of moan. If he’s being honest, it sounds kind of fucking creepy. Jughead puts his pillow over his head.

The sound of long fingernails scraping against the wall between their rooms finally breaks him. He flings his covers aside, marching to the door with a purpose. Cute or not, sunshine smile be damned, Veronica’s about to get her ass whooped.

He bumps right into Veronica coming out of her own room. They pause in the middle of the hall, staring at each other.

“Hey, can you keep it down?” Veronica says, rubbing her cheek. Her hair is a mess, eyes swollen like she was already asleep. “I’m trying to sleep.”

Jughead bristles. “Can I keep it down? You’re the one thumping around.”

“You’re the one moaning.”

“I wasn’t moaning! You were thumping and moaning and scratching the walls—”

“Nope, that was definitely you.” Veronica crosses her arms, jaw set stubbornly.

“I’ve literally been lying in bed on Twitter for, like, the past two hours.”

“I’ve been sleeping.”

They glare at each other for another moment before Jughead finally breaks. “Well, if it wasn’t you and it wasn’t me, then who the fuck is making all that noise?”

Veronica’s eyes widen perceptibly. “Holy fuck, this place is haunted.”

Jughead snorts. "As if. It's probably one of the rooms above us."

"There's no one else staying here except us. I asked."

"You're kidding."

"Nope. Not one person."

Jughead wraps his hoodie tighter around himself, throwing a surreptitious glance about the dark hallway. A few dim lamps sit on mahogany tables down the hall, but other than that, it's just them and dancing shadows. This is what he gets for finding cheap, sketchy deals online. He's going to kill Archie for ditching him. "Whatever. I'm going back to sleep."

He turns around and shuffles back toward his room. One step inside, he realizes Veronica's on his heels, close enough he can feel the heat of her body. "What are you doing?" he mutters, glancing behind him. Veronica is even more ridiculously attractive close up.

"You can't leave me alone if there's a ghost around."

"There's no fucking ghost—"

"Being alone is what gets everyone killed in the horror movies. We gotta stick together."

"This is an invasion of privacy," Jughead complains as Veronica follows him all the way into the room, kicking the door shut behind her.

"It's survival."

"Don't be so damn dramatic." He tucks his sweatshirt sleeves around his fingers. The room has grown colder. A cursory check of the thermostat shows a drastically lowered temperature, even though he can't remember touching it.

Veronica sits in the old armchair in the corner of Jughead's room. She looks nervous, glancing around him every few seconds as if he really does believe in ghosts. "So, uh, how long are you here for?"

It's clear she's just trying to take her mind off the potential "ghost" that might be haunting them. She looks so tense it makes Jughead feel bad, so he sits on the bed across from her and says, "Just the weekend. Where are you from?"

"New York."

"I study in New York, too."

"You know, one of my good friends is from—”

The doorknob of Jughead's bathroom turns, like someone's pulling it with an invisible string, and the door creaks open at an agonizingly slow pace. Jughead freezes, gaping at the now-open bathroom, but Veronica shrieks. In one smooth bound, she leaps from the armchair to the bed, clinging to Jughead's arm.

"I told you it was a fucking ghost."

"Calm down. It was just an accident. This place is old, probably has a faulty foundation that leads to doors opening all the time." But even as he says it, he knows he doesn't quite believe himself.

"But the knob spun, Jug." Veronica's warm, and her breath tickles Jughead's cheek. He looks pointedly at the door, knowing that if he turns back to Veronica their faces will be far too close. Thinking about Veronica’s proximity, however, is a little easier than thinking about a would-be ghost. His parents are terribly superstitious, but Jughead has never really believed in ghosts.

"It's probably loose."

"It's not loose. It turned."

"Listen, there's no such thing as—”

The landscape painting hanging on the wall by the window falls, crashing to the ground with a crack. This time Jughead jumps, too, even if he denies it. Veronica yells, curling closer to his side until Jughead can't help but be vaguely grateful for whatever odd situation they have found themselves in.

"That's a ghost, that's definitely a ghost," Veronica babbles, jumping to her feet and dragging Jughead along behind her.

"Where are you going?" Jughead exclaims, exasperated, but he’s looking around just as nervously.

"I don't know, but we can't stay in this room. In the horror movies they always follow the noises and end up dead."

She stops by the bathroom, digging around in the cabinets. "What are you looking for?"

"A weapon."

"Ghosts are dead. What are you gonna do with a weapon?"

"I dunno, but it's better than not trying." Veronica's head emerges from inside a cabinet holding, rather triumphantly, a battery-operated blow-dryer. Then she pulls Jughead out the door and back into the dark hallway, which is monumentally less appealing than his room. If anyone's going to die at the hands of a vengeful ghost tonight, it'll probably be in a hallway. But Veronica's hands on Jughead's arm are shaking, and if he's being honest, Jughead's kind of fucking creeped out, too.

"Come on. Let's find the manager."

"Okay." Veronica calms a little at the suggestion. This time, she’s the one who follows Jughead down the hall obediently.

They're halfway to his office in the lobby when the lights shut off—every dim lamp, every ceiling light piece, even the glowing blue backlighting for the dining hall counter. Veronica shrieks, louder than before, clutching onto Jughead so tight he loses all feeling in his arm.

"We're gonna die, we're gonna die, we're gonna die—"

"Shh," Jughead hisses.

The voice is muffled, distant, almost distorted. First it's high, floating through the hall, then pitched lower. He can't make out the words. It sounds agonized, like it's singing a sad song or crying out in pain. Veronica's fingers tremble, and this time Jughead's do, too.

"Shh," he says, gentler this time. He feels around for Veronica, running soothing hands over her hair and pulling her close.

The lights come back on. Jughead finds himself mere inches from Veronica's face, her terrified eyes locked on his own.

"We gotta get out of here," Veronica says.

"Where the hell are we supposed to go? Buses aren't running anymore."

"We can walk."

"Walk where? I don't know shit about Riverdale."

"Well, we can't just stay here."

"We have to find the manager and figure out what's going on," Jughead says decidedly, pulling Veronica along after him. It's probably not the best time to be thinking about how Veronica's hand feels in his, slender and smooth. "Maybe it's a prank."

Veronica scoffs, but she doesn't pull away. The manager's bedroom connects to his office off to the side of the lobby. They knock on the office door, first. It creaks open, the room dark and empty, neat desk and empty bookshelves.

"He's not here," Veronica says, tugging on Jughead's hand.

"He's probably sleeping." Jughead steps into the office despite Veronica's whispered protests. Nothing out of the ordinary happens. He knocks on the bedroom door—once, twice, three times, to no answer.

"Out," comes the hissed whisper from behind them. They spin around to a flash of white and red, stringy hair, floating well above the ground.

Veronica shrieks and turns on the blow-dryer, waving it in front of her blindly. She trips in her haste to back away, taking Jughead down with her. They fall in a bundle of limbs and knocking elbows, the blow-dryer still puffing hot air on the ground by Veronica's hand. Whatever was there is now gone. Jughead looks at Veronica, sprawled on her back, gaping, and then at the blow-dryer, small with a flowery logo on the side.

Then he bursts into laughter.

He laughs so hard his sides hurt, smacking the ground with his palm, wheezing for breath. "Did you—fucking—see your face?"

"Did you see the ghost?" Veronica shoots back, but the longer Jughead laughs, the less scared Veronica looks. Jughead can’t tell if it’s one of those hysterical moments where he’s so frightened he can’t do anything but laugh, or if the situation really is as funny as it seems.

"You were really about to use a goddamn blow-dryer to fight off a ghost—”

"At least I wasn't just standing there like your useless ass—”

There's a chuckle from the distance. They both freeze—until Jughead starts laughing again. "Even the ghost’s laughing at you."

Veronica's looking scared again, sitting up and scooting closer to Jughead. "Try the door again."

Jughead knocks one more time, then fiddles with the doorknob. It's not locked. When he opens the door, he finds that the manager's bedroom is empty. The bed is made, the dresser is clean, like no one lives there at all. "He's not here."

"That's fucking weird."

"Maybe he's just taking a round of the place to make sure nothing's wrong."

They stand there, staring at each other. For the millionth time that day, Jughead wonders what kind of mess he's gotten himself into.

"A medium," Veronica says suddenly. "We can call a medium."

"A what?"

"You know. Those ghost experts."

Jughead's still trying to mentally catch up by the time Veronica heads out the door and through the lobby. He hurries to reach her. They’re almost to their rooms when something cold touches Jughead’s back, sending shivers up his spine and his heartbeat racing. He reacts without thinking, grabbing Veronica and pushing her against the wall, pressing close as the brush of cold passes by. When he chances a glance behind him, he sees a flutter of white turn the corner. If possible his heartbeat races even faster, goosebumps erupting on his skin. He’s never believed in ghosts, but there’s nothing he can do to explain this away.

“Holy fuck,” Veronica says.

Jughead turns to her and realizes that he’s got Veronica against the wall with his hands on either side of her, faces inches from each other. He flushes and jumps back. “So, uh, the medium.”

“Right.” Veronica marches back to her room, where she heads straight for her cellphone, tossed carelessly on the bed.

"Aren't those people all fakes, though?” Jughead says rather skeptically, sitting next to her on the bed with a sigh.

Veronica looks scandalized. "Of course not." She's searching something on her phone. “Okay, here’s someone kind of close. SP and Fangs Supernatural Investigators.”

Jughead shrugs. Veronica dials, glancing nervously around her as the phone rings on speaker. The call connects, and what they hear on the other side is not in the slightest bit reassuring. High-pitched shrieking filters through the call, mixed with the sounds of thumping and breaking glass.

“SP and Fangs Supernatural Investigators at your service,” says the surprisingly calm voice on the other end. “Fangs speaking. What can I do for you?”

“We’re staying in a bed and breakfast and there’s a ghost going around and turning lights off and dropping things and the manager’s disappeared—”

Another voice, muffled by distance, shouts, “It’s coming for my dick, it’s coming for my dick—”

Fangs yells back, “Use the goddamn holy water, Sweet Pea!” His shout morphs into the same calm, collected voice as before as he says, “I’ll have to call you back. We’re kind of the middle of something. Thanks!”

He hangs up. They’re left looking at the cellphone in Veronica’s hand, dial tone ringing ominously.

“Call a medium, huh,” Jughead mutters.

“It’s fine. We can just try someone else. Look, there’s another number here. Toni Topaz, the finest medium in all of Riverdale,” she reads from the website with its black background and drippy green font.

“Sounds so promising.”

“Do you have any better ideas?”

Jughead huffs.

Toni Topaz picks up after one ring. “Toni Topaz, how can I help you?”

“We’re spending the night in a bed and breakfast, and there’s a ghost haunting us.”

“A bed and breakfast? The one owned by the Blossom family? Acquired in 1978? On the corner between the convenience store and the meat restaurant?”

“Yeah, that one.”

Toni Topaz hangs up.

“You’ve gotta be kidding me,” Jughead groans, falling back onto the bed. A thump on the ceiling is so loud it sends dust floating into the air. He sits back up, scooting towards Veronica unintentionally.

“Why’d she hang up?” Veronica sounds even more distressed than before. “I’m calling someone else.” She jams the next number in almost frantically.

“Kevin Keller speaking.” This voice, as it should be, comes groggy and tired like he’s just woken up.

“Are you a medium? Can you deal with ghosts?” Veronica asks, clearly trying to be a little subtler this time.

“That’s my job. What kind of haunting are we talking about?”

“We’ve seen the ghost, white dress and red hair. It’s turned the lights off, thumped on walls, moaned, and told us to get out.”

“Classic haunting.” He sighs, sounding slightly less tired than before. “Can you give me your location?”

“The bed and breakfast between—”

“—between the convenience store and the restaurant? Why the hell are you staying there?”

“We got good deals,” Jughead throws in, rather confused. “What do you mean why the hell are we staying here?”

“That place is notorious. No one around here goes within ten feet of it. Everyone knows it’s haunted.”

“We’re not from around here,” Veronica says.

“So can you help us or not?” Jughead snaps.

“Nope. I don’t fuck with that place. But I know a guy who can. He only takes special cases, the real crazy stuff, and he’s the best around. He sets the gold standard for mediums everywhere, honestly.” He rattles off a phone number that Jughead dials into his own phone. “His name’s Dilton. Call him and tell him Kevin sent you.”

“Got it, thanks.” Jughead’s already ringing Dilton by the time Veronica hangs up.

“How’d you get this number?” The first thing Dilton says isn’t exactly promising. Veronica glances at Jughead with an anxious twist to her mouth.

“Kevin sent us?” Jughead says it like a question. This whole thing still seems like something out of a bullshit movie, and he’s not exactly sure how to handle it.

“Oh, okay.” His voice changes to marginally less threatening. “What do you need?”

For the fourth time that day, they explain the details of their night. Dilton is silent long enough that Jughead resigns himself to another rejection. He’s already playing out the rest of the night in his head—Veronica shrieking, fluttering white turning the corner, lights flickering on and off. The tension of it might just kill him before dawn.

Finally, Dilton speaks, his voice trembling with restrained emotion. “I’ve been trying to get rid of that ghost for years.”

“You what?”

“Are you serious?”

A moan sounds through the wall, low and frightening. Veronica squeaks, fumbling her phone.

“I’ve stayed in that bed and breakfast three times, and I’ve failed every time. It’s the only ghost I’ve never managed to defeat. The manager doesn’t let me back anymore. Says I’m wasting his time.”

“Well, the manager is mysteriously missing.”

“That bastard. He probably dipped so you wouldn’t come at him for not warning you about the ghost.”

“So can you help us?”

“Help you? Help you?” Dilton laughs rather maniacally. “I’ll chase that white dress-wearing ghost on both sides of land, and over all sides of earth, till it spouts black blood and rolls fin out—”

Veronica leans over to Jughead’s ear and mutters, “Is he quoting Moby Dick?”

“—I will have my revenge against that accursed red ghost—”

Another low moan. Jughead shudders. “Dude, are you coming or not?”

“I’ll be there in fifteen minutes,” Dilton says, then promptly hangs up.

They spend the fifteen minutes clutching each other with vague, distant ghost noises keeping them company. “What if this is how we die?” Veronica whispers at some point.

“We’re not going to die, Ronnie,” Jughead murmurs back. He’s not entirely sure it’s true.

Dilton comes in guns blazing—almost literally. They hear him marching down the hall before they see him, and the purpose in his heavy steps is comforting. They run out to meet him. In both hands he clutches odd machines that look a little like leaf-blowers, one blue and one glowing green. He looks far too young to be a renowned medium. In fact, he looks like he’s barely out of high school.

“Where is it?” he growls. “It’s not getting away from me today.”

“What the hell are those things?” Jughead bursts, eyeing the leaf-blowers with trepidation.

“Anti-ghost siphoning machines,” Dilton says like it’s obvious. “I invented them. That’s why I’m the best.”

“Huh.”

“What have you done so far?”

They stare at him blankly.

“To fight it off. What have you done?”

“I tried blowing it away with a blowdryer,” Veronica supplies.

“Always a good tactic.” Dilton nods very seriously. Jughead wants to sink into a hole. There’s no way this kid is the best medium around. “I’ve gotten rid of plenty of ghosts with vacuums before.”

“So what’s the plan? How are we getting this one?”

“I’ve tried tearing its essence free from this house before, but no luck. The house used to belong to a very wealthy family before they died off and the property was turned into a hotel. I suspect the ghost is a daughter of the family who succumbed to disease when she was a teenager.”

“So it’s a she?”

“Well, the spirit of a dead person is essentially genderless even if it takes the form of a woman in a dress, but I suppose technically since it’s the spirit of a dead female it would be—”

“Hey,” Jughead interrupts. “What if the ghost is attached to an object, not the house?”

They both turn to him, eyes wide.

Jughead shrugs, scuffing his toes against the ground. “I mean, isn’t that what always happens in the horror movies?”

Dilton looks flustered. “An object—I can’t believe—that’s genius. I can’t believe I’ve never thought of that before.”

“But what could the object be? There’s, like, a million objects in this damn place,” Veronica says.

“I found a brooch in this secret drawer in my room earlier today. Maybe it’s hers.”

“Jug!” Veronica exclaims. “You found what?”

Jughead shrugs again. “A brooch. Looked pretty old.”

“Why didn’t you say anything?”

“I dunno, didn’t seem that important.”

“Take me to it,” Dilton says immediately, tossing his leaf-blowers aside. “I can use it to summon and talk to the ghost.”

The pretty, jeweled brooch still sits on the side table where he had carelessly left it. Dilton takes it into his hands almost reverently. He holds it for a while, brows furrowed, eyes unfocused. Every now and then, he murmurs something under his breath.

The ghost appears without warning. White dress with transparent, wispy edges, stringy red hair falling down to the waist that looks wet, almost entirely concealing the transparent face. It floats a foot off the ground, hovering in front of them. This time, when Veronica screams, Jughead does, too.

“I face you at last,” Dilton says, waving his arm out dramatically.

“Not you again,” comes a voice, and rather than the frightening out it had hissed before, now the ghost sounds like an irritated teenage girl. Despite the fact that her mouth doesn’t move when she speaks. “Haven’t you given up yet?”

“I will never give up, not until I have rid this world of your evil presence. I will put an end to your tormenting of the innocent living—”

“Tormenting?” If they could see her eyes, Jughead imagines she would probably be rolling them. “I don’t torment anyone.”

“You were tormenting us,” Veronica blurts.

“I was just bored.”

Jughead scoffs. Bored. He could be sleeping right now if a goddamn ghost hadn’t decided to use them as entertainment.

“I have your most prized possession.” Dilton holds up the brooch. That’s a bit of a stretch, considering they don’t even know if she’s attached to it or not, but Dilton looks fairly convinced.

“Give that back. My grandmother gave that to me.” Her edges flutter like she’s going to charge for him, but he shakes the stick in front of him like it’s a shield. She doesn’t move.

“This is what’s keeping you here, right? You’re more attached to this brooch than anything else.”

“It was my last gift from my grandmother before she died.”

“You’re dead, too. Why are you stuck here when you can join her in the afterlife?”

“I died alone. Nobody said my funeral rites.”

“Then you should have become a wandering ghost.”

“I’m stuck here. Because of that.” She raises one arm, concealed entirely within the sleeve of the dress, toward the brooch.

“Then I’ll read your funeral rites over this brooch, and you can finally rest. What do you think?”

“That sounds nice,” she says, full of breathy relief.

He asks for her name, and then he performs the funeral rites, adjusted since they don’t actually have a body. They follow him out the back door of the bed and breakfast to a small garden behind the house. There, he buries the brooch. Veronica and Jughead each toss a handful of dirt. Once the last speck of dirt has fallen, a rush of soft air envelops them, a quiet sigh sounding in their ears. The ghost is gone.

Dilton doesn’t look as relieved as he should, considering how long he has been trying to get rid of the ghost. He looks almost sad, and even though Jughead should be happy that the mess of a night is over, he feels a little sad, too. Something about such close contact with death tends to put a damper on things.

Dilton shakes their hands before leaving.

“Guess you are the best,” Jughead says.

“Guess so,” Dilton grins.

When he’s gone, Veronica drags Jughead straight to her room.

“Time to crash,” she says, bags under her eyes. “I’m exhausted.”

After all they’ve been through, sharing a bed with Veronica should be the least surprising event of the night. Still, when Jughead collapses next to Veronica, the latter’s arm slung around his waist, he feels rather nervous. But Veronica is warm and comforting and the ghost is gone, and just before Jughead falls asleep, he thinks that in the morning he’ll ask Veronica if she wants to find a hotel room with him somewhere else and finish out their vacations together. Somewhere new and crowded and very, very not-haunted.

Three knocks on their door, loud enough that the frame shakes, wake them a few hours later. Jughead sits up, rubbing his eyes, sun filtering in through the curtains. His first thought is that the ghost is back and they’re fucked after all. But then a voice on the other end says, “Open up! We’re here to help.”

“What’s going on?” Veronica mumbles, groggy.

Jughead pats her hair. “Go back to sleep.” He makes it to the door and opens it, yawning. Two guys stand there, one about his height with brown hair, the other one tall and intimidating.

“SP and Fangs Supernatural Investigators,” says the taller one.

“Where’s the ghost?” demands the smaller one.

“You’re late,” Jughead says, and kicks the door shut.

#jeronica #vughead #mine #writing

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peinde · 6 years

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I'll try to give solid answers.

1) Sexuality? Pansexual. ((same 2) If you could meet anyone on this earth, who would it be? Ariana Grande, moby, if only to quell t)(e rumours t)(at we look alike. ((IDK i don’t really have anyone 3) Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 23, give me line 17. ”She arches )(er body like a cat on a stretc)(. She nuzzles )(er cunt into my face like a filly at t)(e gate. S)(e smells of the sea.” ((i don’t have any books near me ;n; 4) What do you think about most? My wife. ((adult cartoon TV wives, or if i’m angry, Bold and the Beautiful 5) What does your latest text message from someone else say? ”H3Y B4B3 W3R3 OUT OF PIZZ4 ROLLS >:[” ((”hey hun call me ASAP pls” 6) Do you sleep with or without clothes on? Wit)(out. ((with. i need to be ready to outrun zombies in the Canadian winter 7) What's your strangest talent? I can do voice impressions! ((i can’t make impressions, but i can make voices 8) Girls.... (finish the sentence); Boys.... (finish the sentence) Girls don’t like boys, girls like cars and money~! Boys will laug)( at girls w)(en t)(ey’re not funny~! ((honestly...same 9) Ever had a poem or song written about you? A couple of times... ((nah 10) When is the last time you played the air guitar? Just now w)(en I answered number 8. ((same 11) Do you have any strange phobias? No? ((a TON 12) Ever stuck a foreign object up your nose? Yes, but only twelve times! ((no??? 13) What's your religion? Dick. (i’m technically Christian 14) If you are outside, what are you most likely doing? Working, doing c)(ores, doing )(obbies, visiting friends or )(itting t)(e town. ((going to school or going to work 15) Do you prefer to be behind the camera or in front of it? In front. ((both 16) Simple but extremely complex. Favorite band? Don’t ever ask me t)(is again. ((i guess Mother Mother, but there are quite a few 17) What was the last lie you told? ... ((i can’t remember 18) Do you believe in karma? No. ((yes 19) What does your URL mean? I keysmas)(ed, because I didn’t know w)(at to type. ((it’s Peixes + Grande but that’s only OOC knowledge 20) What is your greatest weakness; your greatest strength? My greatest weakness is me wit)(out my wife. My greatest strengt)( is my wife. ((my greatest weakness: my lack of motivation. my strength: my ability to dream 21) Who is your celebrity crush? Jason Momoa! ((Kat Dennings 22) Have you ever gone skinny dipping? Yup! ((nope! 23) How do you vent your anger? I tell me wife everyfin. ((hahaha, i don’t

24) Do you have a collection of anything? You could say t)(at... ((not really? 25) Do you prefer talking on the phone or video chatting online? P)(one. ((neither OMG 26) Are you happy with the person you've become? ... ((yeah. i mean i could be a lot worse off 27) What's a sound you hate; sound you love? I don’t like nails on a c)(alkboard, but I do like nails tapping on a table. ((i fucking hate children crying, but i like anything that can basically be “white noise”, like the hum of a vacuum, or the working of a portable heater 28) What's your biggest "what if"? I don’t want to talk about t)(is. ((i don’t really think about those? i mean they didn’t happen. best to just move on 29) Do you believe in ghosts? How about aliens? Believe in? I mean yea)( sure. T)(ey’re everyw)(ere. T)(ey’re real w)(et)(er I believe in t)(em or not... ((yes and yes 30) Stick your right arm out; what do you touch first? Do the same with your left arm. I’m grasping air. Now, I’m touc)(ing my wife’s face. ((i touched my metal storage thingy. then the wall 31) Smell the air. What do you smell? My wife’s farts. ((nothing. just the way i like it 32) What's the worst place you have ever been to? )(ig)(sc)(ool. ((any public washroom ever 33) Choose East Coast or West Coast? West! ((East!!! 34) Most attractive singer of your opposite gender? Does t)(e Rock count as a singer? ((IDK i used to have a crush on Pete Wentz 35) To you, what is the meaning of life? My wife. ((my Christian ass says God

36) Define Art. Out of my league. 38/ ((a necessity to man 37) Do you believe in luck? No. ((yes 38) What's the weather like right now? Sunny! ((rainy 39) What time is it? 8:23 PM ((11:23 PM 40) Do you drive? If so, have you ever crashed? No, and yes. ((no, and no 41) What was the last book you read? I’m currently reading Written on t)(e Body! ((i think it was a Sophie Kinsella book? 42) Do you like the smell of gasoline? Yes! ((yes 43) Do you have any nicknames? Lots of people call me “Fef”. ((i have many IRL nicknames, but everyone knows me by Tori 44) What was the last movie you saw? Fifty S)(ades Freed (illegally, obviously. I’m not paying for t)(at drivel.) ((Devil 45) What's the worst injury you've ever had? I’ve died, does t)(at count? ((i fell off the monkey bars at age 8 and landed right on my back 46) Have you ever caught a butterfly? Yes! ((no :( 47) Do you have any obsessions right now? I )(ave many, t)(e most important being my wife. ((i guess? i’m always obsessed with something 48) What's your sexual orientation? Wasn’t t)(is asked before? ((yeah 49) Ever had a rumor spread about you? Yes... ((yes... 50) Do you believe in magic? Again, it’s real, so yea)(. ((yup! 51) Do you tend to hold grudges against people who have done you wrong? Nope! ((Fef you fucking liar yes you do. and yes i do 52) What is your astrological sign? Cancer! ((Pisces!!! 53) Do you save money or spend it? Spend. ((both 54) What's the last thing you purchased? Pizza rolls for my wife. ((a bracelet off Aliexpress 55) Love or lust? Love! ((love 56) In a relationship? Yes! ((nope! 57) How many relationships have you had? I lost count. ((1 58) Can you touch your nose with your tongue? Yes! ((nope! 59) Where were you yesterday? At work. ((at home 60) Is there anything pink within 10 feet of you? Yes! ((yup! 61) Are you wearing socks right now? No? ((yup! 62) What's your favorite animal? My princesses...plus you know, t)(e entire ocean. ((any sea creature 63) What is your secret weapon to get someone to like you? Kindness! ((oh i don’t give a fuck 64) Where is your best friend? Doing activities you s)(ould NOT be questioning. ((online...talking to me 65) Spit or swallow?(; Swallow, you coward! ((i’ve never had the opportunity to do either 66) What is your heritage? Alternian! ((i’m black Caribbean 67) What were you doing last night at 12 AM? 38;3c ((i was on this hellsite 68) What do you think is Satan's last name? Natas??? ((meanie-bo-beanie 69) Be honest. Ever gotten yourself off? Obviously??? ((obviously??? 70) Are you the kind of friend you would want to have as a friend? Yea)(! ((sure, why not? it’d mean i’ll know someone who shares my musical interests 71) You are walking down the street on your way to work. There is a dog drowning in the canal on the side of the street. Your boss has told you if you are late one more time you get fired. What do you do? I’ve never been late to work? Plus, it’s a legitimate reason??? ((i’ve worked at my job for far too long and have rarely ever been late, especially too rarely for her to keep track. this argument would be completely baseless. also, it’s a legitimate reason??? 72) You are at the doctor’s office and she has just informed you that you have approximately one month to live. a) Do you tell anyone/everyone you are going to die? b) What do you do with your remaining days? c) Would you be afraid? It’d probubbly be fake, so no I wouldn’t say anyfin. I’d just wait until I could revive, and no I wouldn’t be afraid, you fucking coward. ((i’d tell everyone, IDK what i’d do. probably pray, sleep maybe, oh i’d be terrified 73) You can only have one of these things; trust or love. 38( ((trust 74) What's a song that always makes you happy when you hear it? Be Alrig)(t by Ariana Grande ((Arizona Highway by the Darcys 75) What are the last four digits in your cell phone number? 3838 ((i’m not telling you??? 76) In your opinion, what makes a great relationship? Being in one like mine and Zi-Zi’s ((communication 77) How can I win your heart? --Exist. ((LOOOL good luck buddy 78) Can insanity bring on more creativity? It sure can! ((i guess! 79) What is the single best decision you have made in your life so far? Getting married. ((going to therapy 80) What size shoes do you wear? 6 ((10 81) What would you want to be written on your tombstone? “Finally”. ((”i’ll be back” 82) What is your favorite word? Glub! ((intricate 83) Give me the first thing that comes to mind when you hear the word; heart. Zi-Zi. ((organs 84) What is a saying you say a lot? Glub! ((”for fuck’s sake” 85) What's the last song you listened to? Girls and Boys by Good C)(arlotte ((same 86) Basic question; what's your favorite color/colors? Baby pink, lig)(t blue, lilac, mint green. ((rose gold, burgundy, olive, turquoise, black, eggplant, fuchsia 87) What is your current desktop picture? Zi-Zi. ((on my laptop? default mountains. on my PC? Mother Mother 88) If you could press a button and make anyone in the world instantaneously explode, who would it be? ??? I don’t know! ((Donald Trump, probably 89) What would be a question you'd be afraid to tell the truth on? ...t)(ere are a lot. ((”are you straight” 90) One night you wake up because you heard a noise. You turn on the light to find that you are surrounded by MUMMIES. The mummies aren't really doing anything, they're just standing around your bed. What do you do? Go back to sleep. ((flip TF out and run 91) You accidentally eat some radioactive vegetables. They were good, and what's even cooler is that they endow you with the super-power of your choice! What is that power? W)(at would I want t)(at I don’t already )(ave? ((flight 92) You can re-live any point of time in your life. The time-span can only be a half-hour, though. What half-hour of your past would you like to experience again? Being revived. ((??? none of it? leave that shit in the past my dude 93) You can erase any horrible experience from your past. What will it be? --Everyfin from t)(e time I was revived onward. ((what did i just say? 94) You have the opportunity to sleep with the music-celebrity of your choice. Who would it be? T)(ere are so many options... ((??? 95) You just got a free plane ticket to anywhere. You have to depart right now. Where are you gonna go? New Zealand! ((Paris 96) Do you have any relatives in jail? I mig)(t, w)(o knows. ((probably 97) Have you ever thrown up in the car? Yup! ((no, but i almost did! 98) Ever been on a plane? Yup! ((yup! 99) If the whole world were listening to you right now, what would you say? Most of t)(e fins I already say. ((”i can’t wait for the apocalypse”

#long #fis)(canons #((it's a long boy but it's both IC and OOC be prepared

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surveystodestressme · 6 years

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94.

5000 Question Survey Pt. 23

2101. Are you an optimist? i like to think so 2102. If you were in the Breakfast Club, which character would you be? judd nelson 2103. Who do you have no respect for? arrogant or rude people 2104. Is the plural form of cactus cactuses or cactii? cactii Is the plural form of penis penises or penii? penises. 2105. What does your favorite coffee mug look like? it has a chick on it and says biker above it (biker chic)

2106. Have you ever gotten hurt at a concert? some guy elbowed me in the face but it wasn’t that bad

2107. What age do you think it is most difficult to be? early adulthood since youre just figuring everything out and you probably dont have a good job and can hardly pay for bills and all these new responsibilities

2108. Do you like to be considered weird or different? i don’t really care either way 2109. Do you think you could handle a day in jail? nope 2110. Is your body an amusement park? what? 2111. Are dj’s obsolete? not necessarily 2112. What is the best liquid in existence? water. 2113. What is turning out better than expected? life??? lol 2114. Who is the most overbearing person you know? my boyfriend’s mother honestly lol 2115. Who does it surprise you that you are close to? idk 2116. Apparently Eminem got booed at the MTV music video awards because he was making fun of Moby onstage. What do you think of this? doesn’t affect me 2117. Close your eyes. What do you see? nothing? lol 2118. What’s the best Van Halen song? idk any off the top of my head 2119. What do you picture when you hear the word “Puritans?” i honestly don’t picture anything 2120. Have you ever been on a trampoline? yes, but it’s been a while. 2121. What do you use batteries for the most often? camera 2122. What do you find thrilling? when i’m on the motorcycle with jack and he goes really, really fast 2123. Porch swing. Sunrise. What else could you ask for? a drink. 2124. Do you like William Shatner’s cover of Mr Tambourine Man? never heard it. 2125. Where’s the sexiest place to have a piercing? i always thought lip piercings were sexy but now i’m really into nose piercings but only on women tbh 2126. Do you get panic attacks? yes 2127. How long does getting dressed to go to a club take you? the same amount of time it takes me to get dressed in the morning for work lol no more than 10 mins. 2128. What is Adam Ant’s best song? idk 2129. Does your body need improvement or is it just fine? it needs improvement but i’m not unhappy with it 2130. Does watching MTV or reading beauty magazines make you feel bad about yourself? i don’t do those things but nah i don’t think they would 2132. What is the most romantic movie ever? i used to think the notebook, but i don’t know lol 2133. Do you think that woman are treated as second class citizens of this world? yes. 2134. What would you do if you were at a dance club with your significant other and he or she got into a fistfight with someone? first of all, jack wouldn’t do that (i hope) second, i would intervene and not let him make a fool of himself 2135. Has anyplace ever asked you to leave? no. 2136. Have you ever been openly kicked out? no. 2137. Are you permanently banned from anywhere? no. 2138. Who is your favorite movie director? i don’t care about that kind of stuff 2139. What topic do you hate to talk about? politics. 2140. Are you looking forward to the remake of Willie Wonka and the Chocolate factory or do you think it could never be as good as the original? it’s been done & i didn’t like it that much at all 2141. Do you enjoy the band Ministry? idk who that is 2142. What is your coziest article of clothing? this humane society sweater i have, i love it sm 2143. What is your favorite word to say? shit 2144. Does your name and your signifigant other’s name feel like one word to you? nah 2145. Do you like the band the Buzzcocks? idk them. 2146. Can you tell when other people are lying? sometimes 2147. Do you like to wear glitter? i would on my eyelids if i had some but that’s about it. 2148. Would you prefer to wrap your own presents or have them all giftwrapped? i am awful at wrapping presents so i wouldnt mind getting them giftwrapped 2149. Where do you go when you want to meet new people? i don’t meet new people on purpose lol 2150. What is the best first sentence to a book, in your opinion? one of the john green books ad a really good beginning but i cant remember which one it was 2151. Should fun or safety come first? safety. 2152. Does mind over matter work for you? sometimes. 2153. What’s the most weight you ever lost in one year? i don’t even want to think about it 2154. What are your feelings about punk and goth? i think they’re cool 2155. Did you ever write something when you were high and then looked at it sober and realized that it was nonsense? probably 2156. How often do you shave: (guys) your face? (girls) your legs? in the winter, almost never. but in the summer maybe once a week (girls) under your arms? every week. 2157. What word do you often hear people misuse? idk. 2158. Have you ever used somebody? not that i remember 2159. Are you paranoid? sometimes 2160. What is the best music video of all time? i like some shinedown videos and five finger death punch videos 2161. How many Shakespeare plays have you read all the way through? hamlet, romeo and juliet 2162. What was the deepest religious or spiritual experience you’ve ever had? i thought i saw a ghost once at church if that counts 2163. What is it like to be you today? not that exciting 2164. Do you like to play games? i love to 2165. Have you made any good friends on this diary site? no. 2166. Have you met anyone from open diary? no. 2167. What have you done lately that gave everyone something to talk about? getting drunk and crying over a video game 2168. Do you get along with people who annoy you, disagree with you, dislike you, and hate you? no, why would i? 2169. When you ask for something do you make a request or a demand? request, unless it’s of utmost importance 2170. Who are you a bad influence on? i don’t think anyone 2171. Who are you a good influence on? hopefully my friends. 2172. Who is on your Christmas list this year? just my boyfriend, my family and i adopt a family now so we don’t buy each other presents just presents for people who cannot afford a christmas 2173. How many other people do you know of that are doing this survey? no one that i know 2174. Have you ever intentionally had a one night stand? never had one period. 2175. Do you tend to get car sick? nope 2176. What is the legnth of your hair? very short, buzzed on one side 2177. Do you like to listen to techno music? i don’t mind it 2178. Have you ever dyed your hair an unusual color? red, purple, blue 2179. What do you think of these diary names? Oculto: suffer victim: With A Purpose: Almost_Famous: In.The.Name.Of.Lust: The Phallic Stapler: <*>SeXyCandace<*>: dont care. 2180. What do you think of these entry titles? Lesbians … as far as the eye can see: Why Avril Lavigne sucks: Call On Jesus: Buddha-licious: WeLCome To The JungLe!: Geektastic: Should i get an abortion?: 2181. What do you find beautiful in an atypical way? idk. 2182. What would you PHYSICALLY fight someone over? i don’t know 2183. What was the last thing you were invited to? a wedding 2184. What do you like lots of things 2185. Have you ever drank: chartruese? no. absinth? no. but i want to 2186. Do you plan your outfits ahead of time, pick them out the morning of, wear whatever was on the floor, or wear what you slept in? i usually plan them ahead of time but when i get lazy i just put them together when i wake up in the morning 2187. How long have you ever gone without changing your sheets: a really long time honestly lol clothes: no more than a day. underwear: 2 days max toothbrush: usually monthly but it’s been a couple months and i need a new one 2189. What item should not be shared? condoms? lol 2190. How do you keep control of your temper? breathing deeply before i start talking to someone 2191. If you could gain all of your dreams by giving a family member (little brother) to the goblin king who would turn him into a goblin, would you? yes, my brother lol 2192. Do you like to listen to Duran Duran? i don’t mind it 2193. Do you ever feel the need for MORE than life has to offer? ehh sometimes 2194. What is your favorite children’s story? love you forever 2195. Do you think that adult books should have more pictures? nah 2196. What was your all time low? in high school 2197. Do you make up songs and sing them to yourself when you’re alone? when i’m bored or when i’m cleaning 2198. Do you like to listen to the Smashing Pumpkins? they’re good 2199. Do you see the expression of emotion as weakness? not at all. 2200. Are you prepared in case of chemical, biological and nuclear attacks? not even close lol

#bored #survey #questions #quiz

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mirroring-mirrors · 7 years

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Heathers (1989) Sentence Starters!

Dear Diary...

Real life sucks losers dry.

If you want to fuck with the eagles, you have to learn to fly.

You're beautiful!

What is your damage?

Do they even have Thanksgiving in Africa?

This wouldn't be that bizarro thing you were babbling about over the phone last night, would it?

Hey, I'm really sorry I couldn't make it to your birthday party last month.

Think I'd probably miss my own birthday for a date.

I was looking around the other day and I dug up.. these old photographs.

I was talking to somebody.

Check this out. You win five million dollars from the Publisher's Sweepstakes, and the same day that what’s-his-face gives you the check, aliens land on the earth and say they're going to blow up the world in two days. What do you do?

Why can't we talk to different kinds of people?

Fuck me gently with a chainsaw.

Do I look like Mother Theresa?

Does it not bother you that everybody in this school thinks that you're a piranha?

What are you gonna do with the money?

I'd pay Madonna a million bucks to sit on my face and have her ride like the Kentucky derby..

That's gotta be the most spooky-assed question I ever heard.

You wanted to be a member of the most powerful clique in school. If I wasn't already the head of it, I'd want the same thing.

You used to have a sense of humour.

You know, maybe you should see a doctor.

God, _____, drool much?

Greetings and salutations.

There are no stupid questions.

That's the stupidest question I've ever heard.

Let's kick his ass!

We're too old for that kinda crap.

You gonna eat this?

What'd you say, dickhead?

Can you bleach out urine stains?

I thought you had given up on high school guys.

Did you have a brain tumour for breakfast?

So, tonight's the night. Are you excited?

You blow it tonight, and it's "keggers with kids" all next year.

So, what was the first week of spring vacation withdrawal like?

Hey kid, isn't the prom coming up?

I gotta motor if I want to be ready for that party tonight.

Are you gonna pull a super-chug with that?

If you're nice, I'll let you buy me a slushie.

I see you know your convenience-speak pretty well.

That thing you pulled in the caf today was pretty severe.

Yeah well, the extreme always seems to make an impression.

Did you say a cherry or coke slushie?

Is your life perfect?

I don't really like my friends.

Maybe it's time to take a vacation.

I want to kill, and you have to believe it's for more than just selfish reasons

So, when you go to college, what subjects do you think you'll study?

How's my little cheerleader, huh?

Come on, now look, I don't feel so good, okay?

Hey, let's do it on the coats, it'll be excellent, huh?

You know, I have a little prepared speech for my suitor when he wants more than I'm prepared to give him.

Save the speeches for Malcolm X.

You don't deserve my fucking speech.

I sound like a fucking psycho!

You stupid fuck!

You goddamn bitch!

You were nothing before you met me.

Lick it up, baby. Lick.. it.. up..!

Monday morning, you're history.

I'll tell everyone about tonight.

Dreadful etiquette, I apologise.

I saw the croquet set-up in the back. You up for a match?

Thank you, that was my first game of strip croquet.

I use my grand IQ to decide what colour gloss to wear, and how to hit three keggers before curfew.

I say we just grow up, be adults and die.

I'm a no-rust-build-up man, myself.

Don't be a dick.

I think last night we both said a lot of stuff we didn't mean.

How the hell didcha get in here?

What did you do, put a phlegm globber in it or something?

I'm not gonna drink that piss.

Grow up!

You think I'll drink it just because you call me chicken?

Just give me the cup, jerk.

I just killed my best friend.

What're we gonna tell the cops?

I can't believe this is my life.

I'm gonna have to send my SAT scores to San Quentin instead of Stanford.

At least you got whatcha wanted, y'know?

It is one thing to want somebody out of your life, it is another thing to serve them a wake-up cup full of liquid drainer.

We did a murder, and that's a crime

You might think what I've done is shocking -

People think that just because you're beautiful and popular, life is easy and fun.

I die knowing no-one knew the real me.

Have you done this before?

Keep things business as usual.

We must revel in this revealing moment.

You call me when the shuttle lands.

Where's your urge to purge?

Sorry to hear about your friend.

Let's talk emotions.

Are we going to be tested on this?

How many networks did you run to?

What're you talking about? You hated her, she hated you.

Gosh, pop, I almost forgot to introduce my girlfriend.

Goddamn will somebody tell me why I smoke these damn things?

I gotta motor if I want to be ready for that funeral.

Jesus, God in Heaven, why didcha kill such hot snatch?

Jeez, people are so serious.

Hi, I'm sorry.

I just want my high school to be a nice place.

Did that sound bitchy?

So, we on tonight, man, or what?

That pudwacker just stepped on my foot.

When I get that feeling, I need sexual healing.

Sorry, I'm feeling a little superior tonight.

Seven schools in seven states, and the only thing different is my locker combination.

Our love is God.

Let's go get a slushie.

The funeral yesterday must really have been rough, eh?

It's more tasteful than it sounds.

I left them drunk and flailing in cow shit.

No, don't shut up, I'd like to know exactly what I did.

Yeah, I didn't expect to be calling either, I just guess my emotions took over...

I was wondering if you wanted all those things you've been saying to really happen?

It's always been a fantasy of mine to have two guys at once.

Listen, my Bonnie and Clyde days are over.

Do you take German?

Tell me the similarity is not incredible.

The joy we shared in each others arms was greater than any touch down, yet we were forced to live the lives of sexist, beer guzzling jock assholes.

I mean, if you don't have a brewski in your hand you might as well be wearing a dress.

So, should I just whip it out, or...?

I was kind of hoping you could rip my clothes off me, sport?

Did you miss him completely?

Hey, I heard something out there, I'm checking it out.

Does this answer your question?

You believed it, because you wanted to believe it.

Your true feelings were to gross and icky for you to face.

I did not want them dead!

My teen angst bullshit has a body count.

Are we going to prom or to hell?

I've seen a lot of bullshit.

Is this as good for you as it is for me?

I need a copy of all this by Monday for my Princeton application.

It was chaos, fucking chaos.

Chaos is great!

Chaos is what killed the dinosaurs, darling.

We scare people into not being assholes!

God, you can be so immature!

Hey, they're playing our song!

That's it! We're breaking up!

You can't bring them back, you must know that.

I am not trying to bring anybody back, except maybe myself.

And to think there was a time when I actually thought you were cool!

Blow up a couple of toasters or something.

Kind of scary though that everybody has got a little story to tell.

What is this? Blackmail?

I'll ask you to do me a favour, it'll be one you'll enjoy.

Don't you start getting cocky on me now.

Do you know I'm still a virgin?

Nice guys finish last. I should know.

Are you telling me this is not a time for troubled youth?

I don't patronise bunny rabbits!

I guess I picked the wrong time to be a human being.

You were out of control!

Hey babe, I need a name.

God has cursed me, I think.

What are you trying to do? Kill me?

That's about the least private thing I can think of.

If everyone jumped off a bridge, would you?

If you're happy every day of your life, you wouldn't be a human being, you'd be a game show host.

What do you say we knock off early and buy some shoes or something lame like that?

People love me!

People love you, but I know you.

Some people need different kinds of convincing than others.

Don't talk to me like that, OK?

Jealous much?

Why are you such a mega bitch?

Want to go out tonight? Catch a movie, you know, some miniature golf?

I knew you'd be back... I knew it.

You were wrong, and I was right!

You've been depressed lately.

Get off of my bed, you fucking psycho!

Do you think you're a rebel? Do you actually think you're a rebel?

You're not a rebel, you're a fucking psychotic!

What do you think I'm gonna do with it? Take out their tonsils?

I've got a meaningful marked-up Moby Dick, what else does a suicide need?

Is this turning out weak, or what?

My afterlife is so boring.

If I have to sing Kumbaya one more time...

I loved you! Sure, I was coming up here to kill you...

Our burning bodies will be the ultimate protest to a society that degrades us.

Talk about your suicide pacts, eh?

What do they want, a written invitation?

Whether to kill yourself or not is the most important decisions a teenager can make.

Put your hands on your head.

Do you think that just because you started this thing you can end it?

I'll kill you, I'll fucking kill you, I swear to God!

How do I turn off the goddamn bomb, asshole?

You want a clean slate as much as I do.

The only place where different social types genuinely can get along with each other is in heaven.

Do you know what I'd love, babe? Cool guys like you out of my life.

You've got power... Power I didn't think you had.

Now that you're dead, what are you gonna do with your life?

You look like hell!

My date for the prom kind of flaked out on me...

I was wondering, if you aren't doing anything, maybe we could rent some new releases? Pop some popcorn?

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5000 Question Survey Pt. 23

2101. Are you an optimist? i’m more of an optimist than a pessimist i guess. 2102. If you were in the Breakfast Club, which character would you be? i like them all but i don’t relate to one in particular. 2103. Who do you have no respect for? bigots. 2104. Is the plural form of cactus cactuses or cactii? i thought it was cacti. idk lol. Is the plural form of penis penises or penii? penises. 2105. What does your favorite coffee mug look like? it’s a vegas themed starbucks mug.

2106. Have you ever gotten hurt at a concert? nope. 2107. What age do you think it is most difficult to be? tbh idk. probably mid 20s when you’re trying to set your life up for the future. 2108. Do you like to be considered weird or different? i don’t really care. 2109. Do you think you could handle a day in jail? probably not. 2110. Is your body an amusement park? no... 2111. Are dj's obsolete? lol i feel like they’re booming right now. 2112. What is the best liquid in existence? water. 2113. What is turning out better than expected? haha nothing right now. 2114. Who is the most overbearing person you know? my boyfriend’s mother lol. 2115. Who does it surprise you that you are close to? hmm no one. 2116. Apparently Eminem got booed at the MTV music video awards because he was making fun of Moby onstage. What do you think of this? don’t care lol. 2117. Close your eyes. What do you see? nothing. 2118. What's the best Van Halen song? idk. 2119. What do you picture when you hear the word "Puritans?" i honestly have no idea. 2120. Have you ever been on a trampoline? yes. 2121. What do you use batteries for the most often? xbox controllers even though i don’t play anymore. 2122. What do you find thrilling? rollercoasters. 2123. Porch swing. Sunrise. What else could you ask for? a drink. 2124. Do you like William Shatner's cover of Mr Tambourine Man? never heard it. 2125. Where's the sexiest place to have a piercing? i don’t really consider piercings that sexy. 2126. Do you get panic attacks? no. 2127. How long does getting dressed to go to a club take you? if i have to shower maybe 1.5hr. unless i already planned what to wear. 2128. What is Adam Ant's best song? idk them. 2129. Does your body need improvement or is it just fine? it needs improvement. 2130. Does watching MTV or reading beauty magazines make you feel bad about yourself? i don’t do either. 2132. What is the most romantic movie ever? haha idk. 2133. Do you think that woman are treated as second class citizens of this world? yes. 2134. What would you do if you were at a dance club with your signifigant other and he or she got into a fistfight with someone? try and stop it. 2135. Has anyplace ever asked you to leave? no. 2136. Have you ever been openly kicked out? no. 2137. Are you permanently banned from anywhere? no. 2138. Who is your favorite movie director? i don’t have one. 2139. What topic do you hate to talk about? politics. 2140. Are you looking forward to the remake of Willie Wonka and the Chocolate factory or do you think it could never be as good as the original? it’s been done and i still haven’t seen it. 2141. Do you enjoy the band Ministry? idk them. 2142. What is your coziest article of clothing? an oversized sweater. and sweatpants of course. 2143. What is your favorite word to say? fuck. 2144. Does your name and your signifigant other's name feel like one word to you? they have similar letters tbh. 2145. Do you like the band the Buzzcocks? idk them. 2146. Can you tell when other people are lying? only i if know them well. 2147. Do you like to wear glitter? not really. i wore a ton at coachella and that shit stayed on for days. 2148. Would you prefer to wrap your own presents or have them all giftwrapped? i like wrapping them myself. 2149. Where do you go when you want to meet new people? i hate meeting new people lol. 2150. What is the best first sentence to a book, in your opinion? idk. 2151. Should fun or safety come first? safety. 2152. Does mind over matter work for you? sometimes. 2153. What's the most weight you ever lost in one year? idk. 2154. What are your feelings about punk and goth? no feeling tbh. 2155. Did you ever write something when you were high and then looked at it sober and realized that it was nonsense? no. 2156. How often do you shave: (guys) your face? (girls) your legs? every week. (girls) under your arms? every week. 2157. What word do you often hear people misuse? idk. 2158. Have you ever used somebody? no. i’d feel too guilty. 2159. Are you paranoid? yes. 2160. What is the best music video of all time? i love all of michael jackson’s music videos. they’re all pretty memorable. 2161. How many Shakespeare plays have you read all the way through? hamlet and othello. coz of school. 2162. What was the deepedst religious or spiritual experiance you've ever had? idk. 2163. What is it like to be you today? boring. 2164. Do you like to play games? board games, yes. 2165. Have you made any good friends on this diary site? no lol. 2166. Have you met anyone from open diary? no. 2167. What have you done lately that gave everyone something to talk about? nothing haha. 2168. Do you get along with people who annoy you, disagree with you, dislike you, and hate you? hell no. 2169. When you ask for something do you make a request or a demand? request. 2170. Who are you a bad influence on? no one. 2171. Who are you a good influence on? hopefully my friends. 2172. Who is on your christmas list this year? my family, boyfriend and his family. idk if my friends and i are doing gifts this year. 2173. How many other people do you know of that are doing this survey? idk. 2174. Have you ever intentionally had a one night stand? no. 2175. Do you tend to get car sick? i used to as a kid coz i’d always read in the car. 2176. What is the legnth of your hair? past my boobs. 2177. Do you like to listen to techno music? no. 2178. Have you ever dyed your hair an unusual color? yeah fire engine red when i was in high school. 2179. What do you think of these diary names? Oculto: suffer victim: With A Purpose: Almost_Famous: In.The.Name.Of.Lust: The Phallic Stapler: <*>SeXyCandace<*>: dont care. 2180. What do you think of these entry titles? Lesbians ... as far as the eye can see: Why Avril Lavigne sucks: Call On Jesus: Buddha-licious: WeLCome To The JungLe!: Geektastic: Should i get an abortion?: 2181. What do you find beautiful in an atypical way? idk. 2182. What would you PHYSICALLY fight someone over? if they physically hurt anyone i loved. 2183. What was the last thing you were invited to? a birthday. 2184. What do you like huh lol. 2185. Have you ever drank: chartruese? no. absinth? no. 2186. Do you plan your outfits ahead of time, pick them out the morning of, wear whatever was on the floor, or wear what you slept in? i plan them on the day. 2187. How long have you ever gone without changing your sheets: a month maybe. clothes: no more than a day. underwear: same ^ toothbrush: whenever the bristles start sticking out. 2189. What item should not be shared? toothbrush. 2190. How do you keep control of your temper? think before i speak. 2191. If you could gain all of your dreams by giving a family member (little brother) to the goblin king who would turn him into a goblin, would you? no. 2192. Do you like to listen to Duran Duran? no. 2193. Do you ever feel the need for MORE than life has to offer? sure. 2194. What is your favorite children's story? fairy tales i guess. 2195. Do you think that adult books should have more pictures? no. 2196. What was your all time low? idk. 2197. Do you make up songs and sing them to yourself when you're alone? no. 2198. Do you like to listen to the Smashing Pumkins? no. 2199. Do you see the expression of emotion as weakness? not at all. 2200. Are you prepared in case of chemical, biological and nuclear attacks? definitely not prepared for that.

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