#i forgot what other tags i use k thx

[thesassytei]

“Also happy holidays or whatever, what day is it again?”

Tei before xmas (1/5)

I’ve abandoned my girl so I’m reviving this god awful blog once more, just in time for uh,,,,,, monday,,,, anyway

Let’s hope I can stay awake consistently enough to keep this joint up and running this time

[thewinsisterchronicles]

What You’ve Done (P2)

Warning: mentions of broken bones, pettiness, tension (not sexual you nasties), pointing out Dean’s insecurities coz he’s being a little shit, bit of a cliffhanger

A/N: so I realized like 20 seconds after posting the first part that I had a huge plot hole, so I had to go back and fix it lol----- also!!!!!! let me know if you wanna be tagged. This is gonna be a long series and I'm SO PSYCHED FOR IT so just let me know k thx

also!!!! shoutout to @random-superwholock-images​ for the monster I used:) she’s awesome and you should totally check out her writing

(Y/H/C= your hair colour : Y/N=your name)

Dean kept his eyes on the road- or, at least, that's what he tried to make her believe. Y/N glued her eyes to the passing trees, but she knew he would glance to her from time to time in the rear view mirror. She could tell when his eyes were on her. It wasn’t exactly a foreign feeling.

Sam, however, was more… openly concerned about her.

The whole car ride consisted of him trying to get her to talk. The first five minutes featured him asking about Clyde. When she answered the questions about her father without giving any information, he switched over what she was doing in the forest.

“Why’d you come here?” he questioned her.

“I think you already know the answer to that question,” Y/N replied without turning from the window. Sam frowned at Dean.

“What do you mean?” he asked, slowly turning back to her.

“We’re both hunters,” she said simply.

“...That doesn’t mean we’d know anything about you,” Dean huffed. This girl was a real piece of work.

“If a bunch of hunters come to the same place,” she countered, “don’t you think there’d be something going on here?”

“How would anyone know to think that?” Dean asked.

“I did.”

Dean glared at the road. Sam quickly sensed the tension.

“So,” he cleared his throat, “what is it we were looking for, then? We came out empty.” Dean glared at his brother for betraying them to this Y/H/C-haired-demon. Sam ignored him.

“Abhartach.”

Sam blinked.

“What?” he asked incredulously. Dean’s eyes were a mix of confusion and surprise.

“Abhartach.” Y/N repeated, turning to look at them. “Well, not technically, since the Abhartach was originally just one monster, but it’s a… like a variation of it- or a descendant. Basically, it’s a combination between a zombie, a dwarf, and a vampire. They really like fresh blood, because of some old sacrifice the original monster demanded  because... well, ’cause he was a mean dude, to put it gently.”

“Huh,” Sam huffed. “Never heard of it.”

“That’s a first,” Dean muttered. Sam rolled his eyes. Y/N smirked in the backseat, catching the eye of Dean. They looked at each other for a brief moment before Y/N put on a straight face and turned back to Sam.

“How’d you kill it?” Sam asked, ignoring Dean’s jibe.

“Well, an Abhartach comes from Irish folklore,” she explained. “The only way to stop him is to kill him with a sword made of yew wood, bury him upside down, surround his grave with thorns, and placing a large stone on top of the grave.”

“All that?” Dean asked. “Where’d you find that out?”

“This magical place I call...” she paused for suspense. “the internet.” Dean rolled his eyes in annoyance.

“And you did all that with the help of…?” Sam trailed off. He tried to put it lightly, in case she was close to him; she didn’t seem that shaken from his death, though.

“Derrick?” Y/N shrugged, “He didn’t do much. Wasn’t a great hunter. Even when he was doing something, he did it poorly. I was the bait, too. He just got in the way.”

“Sentimental, much?” Dean quipped. “Wasn’t he your brother?”

“Not by choice.” Y/N turned back to the window. She squinted out the window.

“But you’re family,” Dean stated, confused. “Family... you gotta look out for each other.”

“I know you Winchesters have this weird thing about family,” she said softly, “but the rest of us are a little different. Some of us... the lucky ones get to escape traumatic experiences, holding to what we have left after it.”

Sam and Dean were quiet, waiting for her to continue. They briefly exchanged a look.

“The rest of us try to save our own skin.”

Her face settled on a hard look, veiling it in a small smile. She turned her body to face the window as best she could, clearly ending the conversation. The boys exchanged a glance. There was something going on with the girl in the backseat.

By the time they made it back to the hotel, it was around 11 o’clock. The sun was high in the sky, blazing down on the pavement below them. The three of them left the car, quickly making their way to the wooden door marked 23. They rushed into the room, hoping to avoid making a scene.

Two full grown men and a muddy girl weren’t exactly unnoticeable.

She limped slightly, too. Dean tried to ask her about it, to offer help or something, but she dismissed his concerns; he was “overreacting.” Dean could immediately tell that it was a broken ankle.

It didn’t exactly make him trust her more.

“Here,” Sam threw Y/N a flannel. “I know it’s a bit big, but you could really use a new shirt. I can go out and grab you some pants or shoes or whatever- if you’d like.”

“That’s alright,” Y/N smiled. “I can clean them up in no time. It’d be nice to shower, though.”

“Of course,” Sam copied her expression. “Take your time.”

Y/N thanked him, smiled kindly at Dean, and left to the bathroom. A minute later, the shower turned on.

“I don’t trust her,” Dean said as soon as his voice was muted by the shower. “Clyde was a real dick, and there’s something about her…”

“Dean, we found her hiding under a tree.” Sam grabbed a beer from the fridge, tossing one to his brother. “I think we can afford to give her a shirt and let her use the shower. Besides, I think she’s fine. She’s just… wary. You’d be too if you lived with Clyde.”

“I can’t argue with that,” Dean muttered as he drank. The two of them listened to the shower silently.

“I’ll take her out tonight for dinner,” Sam offered. “Get to know her. If she seems more trouble than she’s worth, then we’ll find out what to do with her. Maybe she could go live with Jody.”

“I don’t want her anywhere near Claire and Alex,” Dean said abruptly. “If she’s anything like what Clyde tried to shape us into, then she’s dangerous.”

“Fine,” Sam complied. “But I’ll see tonight if she is or not. Then we can decide.”

The two of them finished the rest of their beer quietly, mindlessly exchanging conversation about wrapping up the hunt, since it had already been dealt with. About ten minutes later, Y/N emerged from the bathroom. Dean didn’t know how she did it, but somehow her jeans were clean. Not totally pristine, but no one could’ve guessed she’d been hiding in the bush for a couple days. She smiled softly at him when she met his eyes. They were inviting, friendly. He reflexively smiled back. He quickly wiped it off his face, replacing it with a subtle scowl.

“So, Y/N,” Sam started, gesturing to the chair in front of them. “What is it exactly that...”

“What happened?” she offered. “I told you; we don’t know each other well enough for that.”

“We’d know each other better if you would talk to us,” Dean miffed. “Conversation goes both ways; you’ve got to work on this thing too, you know.”

“I’m aware,” Y/N stated. “But to be fair, you haven’t exactly been sharing, either.”

“You’re little miss Sherlock over here,” Dean said sharply, twitching. “Always poking around in people’s heads, stripping them down into some damn appetizer you plan to devour. You’re always judging people, picking and choosing what you want them to be and shaping them into it. Daddy Clyde probably forgot to teach you about personal space, about boundaries. Why don’t you deduce away?”

Y/N raised an eyebrow, straightening up.. Sam looked at his brother in confused awe. Dean’s eyes were razor sharp, staring coldly at Y/N like she was a monster that killed someone in cold blood. Sam had only ever seen him so angry in such circumstances.

“Well?” he challenged furiously. “I’m waiting.”

“You’re always waiting.” Y/N spoke coolly, like this was all a simple conversation. Her voice flowed smoothly, trickling out her mouth and filling Dean’s ears. “I can tell. Not even from what I’ve heard, but from what you’ve shown me. You’re always waiting for something or someone. Probably Sammy, here; you can’t function on your own. You’ve been living in the shadow of your father- the daddy issues are clear here- and you’re always the grunt; Sam’s the genius. You’d be kidding yourself to think otherwise.”

Sam felt paralyzed. He wanted to step in, to stand up for his brother, but he couldn’t make himself move. Dean twitched. He couldn't hurt her; that wouldn’t end well for him. He couldn’t get mad, either; that’s what she wanted.

“So tell me, Dean,” she drawled, leaning forward in her seat. He clenched his jaw. “Has Sherlock deduced her way into your mind? I could go deeper.” She let out a short laugh, making the boys jump. “Probably a sentence you’ve never said.”

The Winchesters moved from anger to confusion. Y/N seemed to be on three different levels here. What the hell goes on in your mind? Dean thought.

Nobody said anything. Dean was staring straight at Y/N. Y/N was staring straight back, the ghost of a triumphant smirk dancing faintly on her lips. Sam’s eyes were darting between the two of them, waiting for one to break the silence.

Dean didn’t like Y/N.

Of course, he didn’t blame her for being the way he was. He’d been on one hunt with Clyde- not knowing about Y/N at the time- and had subconsciously made a vow to never cross paths again. He was always harsh, critical; putting himself in charge and letting others take the fall. Hunting was a game to him. Clyde was a robot, a cold-blooded killer. He didn’t care if his victims were human or not.

Dean had a feeling that Clyde only hunted because he got to kill something, and it wasn’t (completely) illegal; it wasn’t bad. He could say he did it for the “greater good” or some bullshit like that. Clyde was like Sam when he’d lost his soul.

Any kid raised by him had to be the same. He wouldn’t have given them any other choice.

Y/N was... unique. Strange. Deceptive. Cold and calculating. She’d be talking about one thing and noticing all your exposed weaknesses while doing so. She always seemed to glance around too much for a conversation. Sure, it could be just social anxiety or fear, but Dean recognized that look.

She was planning an escape. Always. Even when they were just talking, or sitting in the car, or staring someone down; she was always thinking, always observing. The gears in her mind never seemed to stop.

Y/N was too brash, too observant, too deceptive; she looked like a grunt but had a wit sharp like broken glass.

She was too much like Dean.

They’d left little less than ten minutes ago, giving Dean time to read up on the “Abber-teck” or whatever it was called. Everything fit together, so he supposed she was telling the truth about the creature. Didn’t mean that she was an honest person, though.

He was halfway through another beer when his phone began to buzz. He didn’t recognize the number on his phone, but it felt familiar. After letting it ring for a moment more, he finally picked it up.

“Hello?”

The other end of the line crackled quietly, making no other sound. He was about to hang up when a voice came through.

“I see you’ve got my daughter, Winchester.”

Tags:

@zeusmyster @mogaruke @melodramavibes @assbutt-still-in-hell @spn67-sister @thegreasiestbear @sammysbeanie @thyotakukimkim @lemonadegazeelle

[garlicyogurtenthusiast]

Tagging game! Was tagged by @charles-xavier-telepath

To be honest I don’t even remember when was the last time I’ve read an X-Men comic. I ship them, but only casually so. Not gonna tag anyone as I don’t know much Cherik blogs. Honestly, I think I am just procrastinating by doing this. (It was fun though I swear I love X-Men!) Here goes:

1: Who do you identify with the most personally, Charles or Erik – and why?

Erik -because I am also driven by spite and rage. And apparently we both like burgundy.

2: What would you choose for yourself and why – telepathy or metallokinesis?

Man, telepathy is too freaking scary imho, I’ll stick to the metalokinesis. Plus, it would make daily life much simpler. Already sat down with a plate of noodles and forgot the fork? Phone too far away? Is a rainpipe leaking? Fret no more.

3: You can only choose 1 theme for the Cherik honeymoon suite - what would it be?

Sterile room that consist no metal. They only play chess with glass pieces. No officer with high levels of iron in their blood is murdered horridly.

4: Your favorite Cherik kink?

Their frenemy relationship... dunno if that makes sense.

5: What do you think about “Dadneto”?

It’s... sweet.

6: Bottom!Charles or Top!Charles?

Switch

7: Who do you prefer physically and why – Charles or Erik?

Patrick Stewart

8: If you could direct a Cherik movie - what would the plot be?

Them going through their daily lives as Deadpool, who ships them, narrates it for us.

9: Who would you rather join – Prof. X or Magneto?

Xavier

10: Alpha!Charles or Omega!Charles?

A/B/O dynamics are invalid and scientifically inaccurate. It doesn’t exist, not even in wolves. So yeah, none of them is neither. They are, biologically speaking, white human males.

11: The saddest Cherik scene you can think of that ISN’T the beach divorce?

I remember one time Prof X was bamboozled to pieces by Phoenix while Magneto watched. That doesn’t really count as Cherik, but it was pretty sad.

12: If Erik and Charles had matching tattoos, what would it be?

Dunno. A small spoon and a big spoon?

13: Describe your feelings regarding Charles and Moira?

It felt forced in the first movie. I love Moira’s character. You know whom she would make a nicer couple with, though? Raven.

14: If you were to meet Cherik in a restaurant – what would you wear (currently in your wardrobe)?

I Only Wear Flannel™️

15: FC, DoFP or XMA Charles?

I love XMA Charles’ lavender shirt. Such anice shade.

16: At which point did you know that you had sold your soul to Cherik?

I didn’t, it still belongs to the lord of the underworld: my friend.

17: If Erik proposed to Charles – how would he choose to do it?

Man, it’s his business tbh.

18: Which Cherik AU is your absolute favorite and why?

I don’t like Cherik AUs that much, sorry!

19: If you had to write/read a crossover, which TV show would you match with Cherik?

I, having a known thirst for for Marvel/DC crossovers, would say Flash. Or maybe Supernatural.

20: Dom!Erik or Sub!Erik?

21: Would you prefer Cherik in a Coffee shop AU or an Office AU?

Coffee shop AUs are overrated. I’d go with office AU.

22: Who do you fantasize about the most – Erik or Charles?

I still fantasize about Rogue from the 90s cartoon

23: Finish the sentence: “Cherik or…?”

Shrek

24: How do you think the beach scene should have ended?

WW3 should have started. Maybe then Vine wouldn’t die.

No, that was a joke. War is bad, children. Raven shouldn’t have joined Erik. Other than that? Pretty much the same should happen.

25: If you could have sex with Charles OR Erik, who would you choose?

Charles, I guess.

26: If you could only ask Charles 1 question, what would it be?

Hey can you hypnotize me into serenity eternally? K thx bye,,,

27: If you could only ask Erik 1 question, what would it be?

So if you can control ALL metal but only like three of them are actively magnetic... why are you named Magneto?

28: Did you ever have a Cherik dream? If so, what was it about?

Nah.

29: There’s a knock on your door and you open it to see Cherik. Your first words?

Wrong house. *shuts the door*

30: Will you go down with the Cherik ship or do you have new bearings, ye scallywag?

I won’t go down with anything unless it’s about star trek. Then I will dive into a mothertrucking black hole inside a pulsar covered by the hot flaming diamonds and ashes of my loved ones with that ship.

[fivepoets]

I was tagged by @byungjoo for this tag game oh man thank you for my life I love tag games ♥♥♥

Nicknames: Raine, America, Ko

Gender: Female

Star Sign: Pisces

Height: 5′3″

Time: it’s 12:41AM in Dallas, TX and I’m chillin

Birthday: March 20th 

Favorite bands:

K-Pop: ToppDogg, Astro, CLC, B.A.P

Other: Amazarashi, My First Story, Mother Mother

Favorite solo artists:

K-Pop: Hyuna, Miso, Grace, Yezi, Cheetah, the list goes on I really, really love girl rappers

Other: Kenshi Yonezu, Flatsound

Song stuck in my head: Shunrai by Kenshi Yonezu. I’m supposed to be studying for my philosophy final but I’m just laying in bed singing internally. Thx Father for the bop

Last movie I watched: Coco, it was really nice but I’m still sad 

Last show I watched: Mr. Robot

When did I create my blog: Like a week ago?

What do I post: I try to stick to TD and Astro but really... just whatever I like

Last thing I Googled: “shrug emoji” Listen.. I needed to find it and copy it so I could show how much I Don’t care 

Do I have other blogs: Yup, I have a personal blog that I yodel on 

Do I get asks: Not really, but I only have 30 followers right now so I don’t  expect any   ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ (I knew he would come in handy)

Why did I choose my URL: Did you know that I had a website keep track of this url for almost 2 years and I completely forgot until it notified me that the url finally became available. So I took it, and then found out he changed his name so yeah Idk if you guys have any new url suggestions but please help me

Following Blogs:  98 

Followers: 31

Favorite Colors: Black, green and blue

Average hours of sleep: Ranges between 3 and 13 depends on the Mood

Lucky number: 8

What am I wearing: A grey tunic top and black jeans 

How many blankets I sleep with: Just one. I have a blanket collection of 9 blankets but I only use one. can science explain This

Dream job: If you let me live in WWF’s (or any other environmental organization) basement I’ll be Honored. I don’t care if I’m just the social media person I want to help the environment and wildlife. But seriously, I’d like to do fieldwork of some kind

Dream trip: anything that’s not america norway or switzerland or austria. I just want to see snowy mountains while simultaneously not being in america at this point in time

Favorite Food: Chicken~

Nationality: American. my mothers family is jewish french tho and family reunions consist primarily of real life holocaust stories so christmas is wild

Favorite song now: Once again Kenshi’s Shunrai is keeping me alive through finals week

I will tag: @minnu @softmarktuan @yusangdo @prettysei @k-linyong @madlight-minsung and @potatogoon if any of you wanna go it a go~ ♥

[corvid-lesbian]

i was tagged by @itsachocolatecake! (thx boo)

Answer the questions in a new post and tag blogs you would like to know better.

A: Age - 17

B: Birthplace - Omaha, Nebraska (but i mostly grew up in Iowa)

C: Current time - 8:33 pm

D: Drink you last had - surprisingly, milk

E: Easiest person to talk to - probably my older sister or my girlfriend

F: Favorite song - uhh, it’s hard to have a favorite anything. one ive liked for a reaaally long time though is “That’s Life” by Frank Sinatra. my mom plays Frank Sinatra while she cooks for the holidays so its nostalgic but also i just love it.

G: Grossest memory: oh boy. in elementary school, there was a kid on my bus who turned his eyelids inside out. he did it more than once and i stopped riding the bus because of it because it made me feel sick.

H: Hogwarts house - proud Hufflepuff!

I: In love? - maybe

J: Jealous of people - not usually, but we all have our moments

K: Killed someone - even if this were true, who would say yes? but yeah, no

L: Love at first sight or should I walk by again - mmm, i don’t believe in love at first sight

M: Middle name - Claire

N: Number of siblings - one older sister! (i love her, she’s great <3)

O: One wish - yikes, this is hard. this is really vague but i guess for my life to not be meaningless

P: Person you called last - my girlfriend

Q: Question you are always asked - what grade did you get/have? (a lot of my classmates think im smart so they use my grade to reassure themselves. like if i got a bad grade on an assignment then they assume that the assignment itself was unfair lol)

R: Reason to smile - my cat! her name is Liberty and she’s such a lazy fat floof i love her

S: Song you sang last - Rainy Day by Topp Dogg (at least i kind of sang it. i don’t actually speak korean so it was probably all wrong haha)

T: Time you woke up - 6 am

U: Underwear color - blue

V: Vacation destination - germany, specifically Neuschwanstein castle and the alps. also a rocky beach in maine or something would be nice

W: Worst habit - not texting or calling people back

X: X-rays - i almost forgot about this but in elementary school i slipped on some ice on the playground and sprained my wrist and i got an x-ray then. i feel like there was one other time before that too, but i don’t remember why, haha

Y: Your favorite food - PASTA

Z: Zodiac sign - cancer

i’ll tag @hansolpsd, @tom-failure, @saltygot7, and @screaming-toppdogg sorry if any of you have already done this, haha ^^

[gawaine]

Code Blue - Chapter 11 - Incoherent Review

I am so excited for this…okay here I go!!!

(Mehak’s CB review, including incoherency, mad theories and other things that made me smile)

Okay wow, even this title has be buzzed.. Nothing..But the Truth? DRAMAAAA OKAY THROWBACK TO THE TAXI SCENE BECAUSE YASSSSSSSSS think about it Mary, think about it…. i’m living for this internal thoughts thing that mary and adam are doing  LMAO shelby with the thwacking  toby and adam 5ever L O L VINNY “DID THEY JUST HI-FIVE OR AM I LOSING MY SHIT” I AM VINNY i am so giggly right now..this mary x adam scene…ADAM WANTS TO CHECK OUT HER BAHOOBIES BUT IS SCARED FOR HIS LIFE HAHA I have been waiting for this Sarah x VInny x Mary time for so long…THE TRIFECTA eye sexing lmao OH SHIT

RICHARD IS THERE WTF BETRAYAL BY SANNY noooo, i thought this Richard apology was going to go way better, I was excited to have him back on Team Yay :( mary running and crying is hurting me in the aorta  i am sad like kajol when she couldn’t go to europe with her friends  we are going to call the chicago incident PPP - Potential Pizza Pappi (pappi means kiss in punjabi for my fellow non-desis) mary’s internal struggle with recognizing adam as a real person is amazing you’re amazing  okay so, are the intern exams before or after the potential wedding in Sydney? and what chapter are we anticipating the wedding because i have to go iron my salwar kameez and get matching bangles  irreversible like liver disease (nods and throws up medical nerd gang sign at you) CALL ADAM, MARY. PICK UP THE DAMN PHONE AND CALL YOUR CUTE AND DORKY FRIEND/FIANCE MARY AND SHELBY OUTBURST DRAMA YASSSS I AM LIVING  NO i did not want her to tell shelby it was arranged!!! She could have just said that she meant “proposal” instead of agreement  nooo plz dont let this add tension between Mary and Adam unless this is potential build up drama for their big outburst fight where Tilly comes up….I am still waiting for that… adam being so excited about chicago gives me the warm and fuzzies LOL I AM DYING SHELBY THINKS ADAM COULDNT GET IT ON L O L DEAD HAHAHAH oh god i love this gap between brown girl romance and white girl romance lmao the culture gap… ANTICLIMACTIC AS FUCK ok nope did not want to know about nadia and adam and the supply closet but im kinda loving shelby here? like she hadnt grown on me yet but this is fantastic  hmm mary and shelby potential friendship could be interesting  speaking of shelby, when are we gonna get more shelby x Toby because I SHIP IT actually, i feel like we haven’t seen toby in a while  ohmygosh please dont kill anyone  plz esp toby ADAM WALKED IN WHAT  omg aw adam being curious jealous mary my poor lil baby ily STAY IN YOUR BUBBLE HAHAHAHAH tsk tsk dirty adam ughhh tilly kinda done with her right now, she really needs to get her shit together  and also…..kinda move out??? i see bits of you in mary’s internal monologue and i love it THE COVER PHOTO LOL “fuck you shelby” faaaave adam and the toaster my lil cutie  oh dr brett is bi? I missed that grown man adam…my little prince ily  BOOOM mary rejected adams cheek kiss (insert sound of my heart crashing and breaking) the ONE CURL omg yess confined spaces ( wiggles eyebrows) i just had a pang of panic….what if they get into a car crash?? Please no  i love this car scene adam using Sarah adn Vinny’s first names mean the world to me Mary was angry at the question earlier but she just likes him??? /tears lmao mary just blurting that  OH MY GOD ADAM “he would live to regret this he knew” OMG  DYING  lol LEAH AND ADAMS REACTIONS WHEN MARY ACCIDENTALLY SAID SHE CANT WAIT THAT LONG FOR THE WEDDING  I AM BOTH OF THEM  DADDY  AHAHA is mary closer to her mum or dad? does adam have siblings, i forgot ugh the fathers…i dont love the idea of two separate daysssss australia should be the main wedding and the reception afterwards in new york…. DO WHAT ADAM AND MARY WANT hmmmm i mean…i guess it makes sense…. but honeymoon after the new york ceremony or the australia one (serious question but still wiggles eyebrows) INTERNET TROLL OF A HUMAN…. sign me up   lol the mother-in-law drama begins  praying 4 mary  leah adn mary tag teaming with these questions, yasssss poor adam tho  NADIA NUH UH BACK TF UPPPPPP THIS DINNER SCENE  NADIA VS MARY  ADAM CHASE AFTER HER YOU FOOL lol they all look to leah  if they make this into a movie, can you ask karan johar to cast me as leah  ( or sarah) kind of smirking that adams mom was embarrassed by the nadia thing LEAH IS MY FAVE I DONT THINK ASSKICKING IS SILLY  LOL <3 ugh Tilly dont distract mary, if something happens to her while driving i will cry  oh than k god it was SHelby i did not want to see the nadia showdown right now i am not prepared oh shelby, with the blunt advice NO MARY DONT CRY BBY I LOVE YOU girl power moment ftw oka yass shelby fix up marys emotions and teach her how to wing her eyeliners so she can be a sexy lifesaverrr THANK YOU FOR THE UPDATE I LOVE YOU YOU ALWAYS MAKE MY BIRTHDAY SO SPECIAL AND I AM SO BLESSED TO HAVE A SISTER LIKE YOU EVERYONE, HANNAH IS AN ANGEL, PLEASE REMEMBER THIS  PS - plz help me with my theories  k thx bye 

Intern exams are after Sydney! And haha, I’ll warn you prior to the wedding ;)

The white girl romance vs brown girl romance omfg that’s so well phrased... Also, why do you always assume I’ll kill my characters?!

Mary’s probably closer to her Dad... And you’ll have to see about the honeymoon ;) nah, I’m kidding, when Adam suggested Australia last chapter, he said they could honeymoon there!

Leah is A Homegirl this chapter

I’M SO GLAD YOU LIKED IT, I’M ALL GOOFY AND HAPPY, YAAAAAY :D