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[lilcathsmith]

Crime Show Meme - CSI insp [10/10 episodes]

"...as much as this is our universe, surrounded by science every day, I still like to think there's room for a spiritual side." - Ghosts of the Past (Season 13 Episode 21, 8th May 2013)

[urfavlarry]

hi! can u write about a drunk love confession lolll 😭🎀

Why’d you only call me when your high?

Joost Klein x fem!reader

warnings: swearing, bad grammar, mentions of alc0hol

summary: you and Joost have been friends for a few years now but ever since he got more recognized after his song ‘friesenjung’ came out you both became more distant. What will you do after he calls you for the first time in months, drunk?

A/N: this is um.. long .. enjoy!

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You were alone in the house, your parents went off to the neighbours to go grilling. You decided to not go since you were doing things with them the whole day and you just felt exhausted. You went to cook yourself a quick meal, just some toast with whatever on top. You looked at the time, 10:28PM. Joost was performing currently in Amsterdam, not that you knew anything about it. He was probably going to get a few drinks with friends after it like he usually did after his last concert of the season. He has probably long forgot about you, probably replacing you with someone else by now. Ever since he became more famous, you both stopped reaching out as often. There wasn’t any hate behind it, Joost wasn’t the type to cut people off because of fame which you loved about him and you missed him dearly you just.. drifted apart?

You went back up to your room, deciding to go to sleep early tonight, opening the window for some cool air to come into the room. The covers called your name, snuggling into them and getting comfortable. You fall asleep a few minutes later, the room was dark and the wind entered your room like an unwelcome guest, goosebumps appearing on your skin.

A buzzing noise wakes you up, your phone lighting up and blinding your tired eyes. You try and get up, body still a bit weak since you woke up about 5 seconds ago. You grab your phone and your heart skips a beat, the name “duck” appearing on your phone. It was a nickname you gave to Joost years ago. You were teens, trying to make up nicknames for each other and you just took the word dutch and turned it into duck. You watch it ring for a few seconds and then sigh, cursing a bit then pick it up. “Hello?” You say, your voice raspy and very tired sounding. “Hallo?” You hear the dutch accent you oh so loved come through the phone. “Hello, hello.” You turn around and lay on your stomach, waiting for him to speak. The noises in the background were loud and clear, loud music coming through the phone. “Is dat het meisje waar je het over had?” (Is that the girl you were talking about?) “ja ja ga nu..” (yea yea, go now.)

He shifted around before he spoke again. “Sorry, what’s up?” You raise a brow, was this some kind of phone call you get from your dad once a year? “Nothing much, why are you calling me?” He chuckles, voice deep and handsome like always. “Can I not call mijn liefde?” (my love) “What are you on about Joost? Are you drunk?” “No, no.” He slurs, making you scoff. “Yeah, yeah.” He was mumbling things in dutch you couldn’t understand; “Ik wil niemand anders dan jou.. mijn lief meisje.” (I want no one else but you.. my sweet girl.) “Fucking hell Joost.. where the hell are you? Is Apson with you?” He nods, which you barely heard but at least he gave you an answer. Apson would mostly stay sober, only having a few drinks so you decided to call him. He picked up, voice cheerful like always. You told him to take Joost home since he sounded like he had enough for the night and he kindly agreed. You thank him, ending the call with him before trying to go back to sleep.

3:07AM, another phone call wakes you up. “What the fuck is wrong with him..” You ask yourself before picking up. “Joost it’s 3AM can you go to sleep?” You demand and he just smiles. Oh yeah you were on face time now, great. You looked like a zombie compared to him, he looked more energetic than you did, his hair wet and it looked like he was shirtless. Probably just got out of the shower. “I wanted to see your stunning face schatje.” He says, laying down on his side, the side of his face resting against a pillow.

You sigh, watching him like a hawk. The light coming from his side of the phone blinded you, making you groan. “What do you want? I’m exhausted from your bullshit.” You say and he pouts; “Why are you so mean, hm? Do you not miss me?” He asks, smiling, his adorable, genuine smile. “Joost stop it.” He chuckled, moving around in his room when he suddenly turned his lights off, the only light that let you see his face was from his LEDs. He started mumbling things again, his voice lulling you to sleep but you fought back the urge to sleep. “Jij bent zo schitterend..” (you’re so stunning) “Joost I’m hanging up.” “No, no.. Blijf bij me.” (stay with me) “Ik wil je Y/N.” (I want you Y/N.) “Ik krijg je niet uit mijn hoofd.” (I can’t get you out of my head.) All of these things meant nothing to you. You didn’t speak dutch, maybe a few phrases and words but you weren’t fluent. You brushed off all of those phrases, when he said the one thing he taught you during your time as close friends. “Ik hou van jou lieverd.” (I love you sweetheart.)

You face turned bright red, quickly hanging up and flipping onto your back. Your eyes were wide eyed, staring at the dark ceiling above you. You internally scream, maybe he meant it in a friendly way? But the nickname?? It was weird. He was just drunk after all, it probably didn’t even mean anything. You try to fall asleep, tossing and turning before finally succeeding.

Morning came quicker than usual, making your stomach turn and face feel hot. You didn’t even dare open your phone, deciding to pack your things and head home to Amsterdam a little earlier than expected. You booked a flight, canceling the one you were supposed to take 3 days later then this one.

The minute you got home you opened the messages. Some were from last night and some were from a few minutes ago. You tried replying but no words were coming to mind, your fingers just hovering above the cold screen.

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Duck🦆💙

Y/N

Y/N

Hello??

why did u hang up hm?

blijf bij me

please

ik krijg je niet uit mijn hoofd

sent 16 hours ago

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Y/N

Im so sorry I woke u up yesterday

I was drunk haha

hope to see u soon, today Im performing in that club we used to go to as teens

ill look for u after

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You contemplated whether to go or not. You wanted to see him, but another part of you didn’t. Why should you be the one running back to him? It made no sense to you, yet you went. It was like you were in a daze, getting ready, taking the train to the city he was performing in.. it all felt forced in a way. You got stopped by a few fans then made your way to the barrier. You bought a ticket last minute most people already in the club waiting for their idol to come up on stage. 15 minutes until it started, you felt disgusting. Sweaty fan girls who never heard of a shower were all around you, all you wanted to do was curl yourself into a ball and dissapear on the spot. It will be so akward talking after almost a year of barely knowing of each other’s pressence yet you still wanted to see him, hug him.. kiss him.

The concert went by fast, you and Joost making eye contact several times which made you even more anxious than you were before. You walked back stage, most of the security recognising you and letting you pass which surprised you. The halls felt endless, walking in front of his door you gently knocked almost instantly hearing footsteps. And there he was. He changed a lot. His hair was now longer, looking more mature but he was still there. Your Joost. “Weren’t you supposed to be the one looking for me?” He rubbed his neck, chuckling awkwardly before pulling you into the room. It looked like he was trying to find the right words to start which made you count down the dreadful seconds going by.

“Well, what I said yesterday was true. I don’t remember all of it but from the messages I said it was pretty obvious. I really do love you and I hate that you aren’t by my side. I hate that I can’t wake up with you in my arms. I miss you. I miss your smile, your energy, I miss hearing your thoughts, I miss everything about you. Liefje please I need you I can’t live without you.” He looked at you with those beautiful ocean blue eyes, looking desperate but it was obvious he truly meant every single word. You smile softly, cupping his cheeks. “I love you too. You have no idea how much I’ve been missing you. It was like a part of my heart was taken away from me.” He kissed your forehead, smiling down at you. “I promise to never leave you. Never.” “Promise.”

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[yukieyy]

°*{Once Again}*°

{ Sequel to Insecure }

{This is a continuation by popular demand, if you haven't read Insecure please do so to avoid confusion! }

Genre: Angst, Fluff, Hurt-Comfort

Tw: Swearing, meantions of death

Part 4

♡<pt.3

{A/n: a bit short, sorry darlings, BUT HUGEEE THANK YOU FOR 900 FOLLOWERS what did I do to deserve this😭😭❤ i am not satisfied with this so expect a few small edits? Idk it feels off}

⚠️ Remember this is purely fiction. I created this story, none of this is related to any religions.All things mentioned came purely from my own imagination.⚠️

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All eyes stared at the person standing by the door. Clothes burnt, blood stained face, hair messy, sweat dripping down their face, Hands shaking.

Diavolo took a step towards the entrance, grabbed their shoulders. Staring straight into their eyes.

"What in the world happen to you, Barbatos!?" He yelled. Barbatos kept quiet. Looking around, He saw everyone's pale faces staring at him.

He grabbed Diavolo's hands, peeled them away from him,

"Please excuse me while I clean myself up Young Master." He whispered and walked away. Leaving everyone speechless.

How could they not be? That was the Demon King's butler. His strength was greater and the same level as the brothers. He could  stop the brothers physical fights that involved magic as he was strong enough. To hurt him must've been a huge challenge, last time someone tried to hurt him, they ended the fight in 5 minutes.

Seeing his beaten state caused everyone to worry, who was arrogant enough to go to such lengths? How long were they fighting to cause that much damage to him?

"You said he was in the human realm?"Lucifer asked Diavolo.

Diavolo hesitated,"...he should be, I saw him left with my own eyes..."

The second Barbatos got back to the dining hall. He sat himself down on of the chair, exhausted.  Diavolo walked towards him, crouching in front of him.

"What happened? I thought you were gonna stay there for two more days?" He asked.

Barbatos frowned, "two more days? In there? Were you aware of how hard it was climbing back up? "

Diavolo frown deepened, "Coming back here shouldn't be a problem is it? You have my permission and even if you don't you can easily open a portal..."

Barbatos was stunned, he looked at everyone around him. Confused.

"Young master....where did you think I was?"

Diavolo tilted his head," you were at the Human Realm were you not?"

Barbatos paled.

[Human Realm]

"How long are you gonna be pissed." You asked .

Barbatos sighed," how long are you gonna put off going back there? " and put down his book.

"I have a week right? Let me do the things I wanna do first before I die."

Barbatos rolled his eyes, "You'll be dead before you finish them. "

You turned the channel, pressing the buttons way to harshly,gritting your teeth,"well at least it's nice to know when I'll die."

He raised an eyebrow,"well, don't blame me if your soul goes into a rage,"

You groaned,"ugh, Fine! Let me get my things, wait a little bit. "

He smirked."I'll be right here, waiting for you"

[2345]

"What do you mean?" Barbatos asked.

"You went to convince Mc to come back here, I saw you left" Diavolo pressed,

The brothers froze upon hearing that, their faces fell when they heard your name. Your name was like a taboo, something that shouldn't be said, something that should only be kept to themselves.

Barbatos grabbed his head, "I wasn't in the human realm..." and closed his eyes.

"Where were you?" Lucifer asked, his voice stern.

"The Abyss".

Silence filled the air. The Abyss. The one place that every Devildom citizen would hate to go. Just the thought of it made them sick. It was the heaviest punishment in the Devildom. The hellish Hell. The second Hell. The Satan's Abyss.

It was filled to the brim with unsettled souls, criminals, poisons, deadly ashes, pitch black fire, you couldn't even walk straight if you try. No one. No one would ever, go there on their own.

So why was Barbatos there?

"H-how?" Diavolo asked.

"I don't know, I can't remember" He said,staring straight at Diavolo, letting him see the sincerity in his eyes. Diavolo threw Solomon a look, Solomon ran outside immediately.

[2345]

You took a deep breath, walking behind Barbatos as he lead the way, he decided to open the portal back to Devildom somewhere far so suspicions wouldn't rise. You couldn't help but to feel a bit scared.

Your breath were starting to get ragged, anxiety was rising as you took one step after the other. Your intuitions kept telling you to turn back. But you couldn't help but felt scared that you won't see them again if you die.

'This feels wrong'

Barbatos was quiet the entire time. The steps he took were heavy, almost calculated. You could feel goosebumps all over you, your head started to hurt, you could not bear to take another step,

"Wait." You said. Barbatos sighed and turned around."what is it this time?"

"Can we go back? I don't feel well," you said softly, rubbing your right hand over your left elbow.

"We've come too far. So, no." He said,

"Why are you so different now? Did something happened after I left?" You decided to ask.

He walked towards you and grabbed your arm. "Yes. You ruined my life, you ruined everyone's life,"

He pulled you along, you tried to pull back your arm but it was too tight.

"Hey, that hurts!"

"I don't care" he replied. You kept tugging your arm away but he wasn't budging at all.

"Come on, don't waste my time." He said through gritted teeth.

"No! I don't want to!" You shouted but he was way stronger than you, his grip were so tight. You could feel your blood circulation stopping by the seconds

[2358]

His eyes were glowing, your surrounding started to get darker, you looked around and realized you were no longer on the streets, you were in a forest. Deep inside the forest.

However, the trees were dead and dried, there were no signs of life, not even a bug could be seen. It was dark. It was creepy, It was cold. It was terrifying.

You could feel your body shake, "I wanna go back, please," you whispered, genuinely scared, you felt so weak.

You felt exactly how you felt when you met Ayla . You hated it. But as of this moment, you don't have any power to go against Barbatos. Your pacts with the demons were broken long ago.

He grabbed your shoulders and gripped them. "I said no!" His eyes glow red. His tone was dripping in wrath. Your eyes widen. Your breath stopped.

You could feel the ground shaking, your surrounding started to get hotter. The trees started catching fire, smoke rises, causing your eyes to sting.

You looked down when you felt your feet burning, You saw a huge portal on the forest floor, forming right under your feet. You gasped as Tears welled up in your eyes, You couldn't run, even if you did, you won't make it. You didn't know where you were. You wouldn't know where to go.

"You..you're not Barbatos" you cried out,horrified looking into his red eyes

Barbatos eyes are green.

[0000]

"Too late" taking his hands off you,

You fell.

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《Pt.3 Pt.5》

[ilyasorokinn]

the great pumpkin hunt , andrei svechnikov

note, this fic is part of my 5 days of halloween. check out this masterlist if you're interested. none of the fics in that series are connected. they are all standalone. pair, andrei svehnikov x reader summary, y/n forces andrei to find the perfect pumpkin, even if it takes them all day. warnings, none word count, 610 words

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“Come on, come on, come on.” You called over your shoulder to Andrei as you skipped through the aisles of pumpkins.

"Slow down, slow down." He told you.

"No, you gotta move faster, or else all the good pumpkins are gonna get taken." You turned around.

"Y/N, the dogs are running after you and they’re gonna pull off my arm, and I kinda need that, or else we're not gonna be able to keep buying pumpkins.” He joked.

You pouted, but let go of his hand. You wandered around the pumpkin patch, scouting out the perfect pumpkin. Andrei knew this could take all day, so he already bought his apple cider and carried both dog leashes.

Your dogs, Billie and Benny, trotted along beside Andrei. This wasn't Benny's first pumpkin patch, but it was Billie's, so she was sniffing everything in sight.

"Mama's a bit crazy." He whispered to the dogs as you stopped and examined a pumpkin. Billie whined and looked at him sideways, "Don't look at me like that."

Benny barked, catching your attention. You smiled and set the pumpkin down, "Is that the one?" He asked.

"No, but I can feel it. I'm gonna find it soon." You told him.

"Yeah, definitely a weirdo." He looked down at your dogs.

"Hey!" You slapped his shoulder playfully.

"We're hunting for a pumpkin like it's a wild duck."

"Andrei, this makes me happy. I don't judge the things that make you happy. Just do this for me." You told him.

He took in your words and realized he was kinda being mean, so he nodded and followed behind you. The smile you once wore returned, and you leaned forward, pressing a kiss to his cheek.

You turned back around and continued your search for the perfect pumpkin. It took a few hours, but you eventually found it, running back to Andrei, who was sitting on a bale of hay, probably looking like a maniac.

"I found it." You announced, holding up the pumpkin as if it was a trophy.

"You sure? This is the one?" He asked.

"I'm sure." You nodded, beaming at him.

"Okay." He nodded, examining it, "Let's go get checked out." He handed you the dog leashes and walked towards the cashier.

"Wait, what are you doing?"

"I'm paying." He answered as if it were obvious.

"No, it's my pumpkin. I'm paying." You told him.

"Just let me do it. I was being a jerk, so let me do this." You went to protest, but he shook his head and walked away.

"Papa is demanding." You looked down at your dogs. You sighed and followed after Andrei.

You made Andrei hold the pumpkin in his lap as you drove home, "I'm sorry I was such a jerk to you. I didn't mean to be." You looked from Andrei, back to the road.

"It's okay." You smiled.

"No, it's not." He shook his head, "You do all these things for me. The least I can do is go to you to a pumpkin patch to pick a freaking pumpkin."

"Andrei, really, it's fine. I'm always happy to go with you to the games and the practices and the galas and whatever else there is. I love you, and going with you to all those events every day of my life if it meant getting to spend time with you." You smiled, reaching over and grabbing his hand.

He squeezed your hand a little, "I love you."

"I love you, too, Drei." You smiled. He brought your hand up, and pressing a kiss to your knuckles, holding it in his lap.

bennyandbilliesvech

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bennyandbilliesvech mama spent over 2 hours at the pumpkin patch, but papa got these cute photos of us.

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yourusername it wasn’t 2 hours 😒

dougieham i miss my dog-children!!

andrei_svechnikov37 @/yourusername yes it was, bebe.

canesfan oh my god 😭 they’re so cute!!

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[blackandwhitemotley]

Ship of Destiny Question Time:

1. What were your favourite moments?

Malta and Kekki helping each other out on the Rain Wild River and Chalcedean galley

Amber not putting up with the ‘first mates are supposed to be tyrants’ bs

Grag saving the day at the Council meeting

Tintaglia being scandalized that Bingtowners aren’t paying attention to her when they’re fighting off Chalcedeans

Ronica asking shelter from the Kelters

The negociation for what people want the new Bingtown to be, and the Three Ships and Tattooed folks telling the Old Traders to get off their high horse

Tintaglia striking a bargain with the Bingtown Council

Malta standing up to her Chalcedeans captors to save herself and Cosgo

Kennit and Paragon meeting again

Amber begging Paragon not to kill her and the crew (the feels 😭)

Amber carving Fitz’s face for Paragon

The big mistunderstanding between Malta and Reyn during the final battle

2. Favourite quotes?

‘I am not a duck!’

‘Amber did all this? Amber the bead-maker?’ Ronica queried. When Rache nodded, she demanded, ‘Why?’ Rache shrugged. ‘Some said she had been a slave herself once, despite the fact she has no tattoo. She wears a freedom ring in one ear, you know, the earring that Chalcedean freed-slaves must purchase and wear to prove they have been granted their freedom. I asked her once if she had bought her freedom, or if it had belonged to her mother. She was quiet for a time, and then said it was a gift from her one true love.’

‘I hope you die first so I can watch.’

‘A manner of speaking becomes a manner of thinking.’

I am simply saying that you should not lock your dreams onto a child or a man. Who loves you or who you love is not as significant as who you are. Too many folk, women and men, love the person they wish to be, as if by loving that person, or being loved by that person, they could attain the importance they long for.

‘It doesn’t work that way. Silencing memories does not make them stop existing. Events cannot be undone by forgetting them.’

‘Such a storm of emotions as humans can evoke, all on the basis of imagination,’ the dragon observed condescendingly. In a more reflective voice she asked, ‘Do you do this because you live such short lives? Tell yourselves wild tales of what might happen tomorrow, and feel all the feelings of events that will never happen? Perhaps to make up for the pasts you cannot recall, you invent futures that will not exist.’

‘Give me a face you could love.’

Dangerous men were neither romantic nor exotic; they were men who could hurt you.

‘You can’t play in shit and not get some on you.’ 

Personally, she felt it little mattered how a rapist dressed once you knew what he was.

‘You’d have to be a fool to think you could change the course of the whole world.’

3. Did the reread change your opinion of the book trilogy? In what way?

I enjoyed this trilogy much, much more this time around! Last time, I had picked up Ship of Magic grudgingly, because I didn’t want to leave Fitz for nearly 3.000 pages, so I rushed through The Liveship Traders, and it ended up being my least favourite of the 5 series (though I still liked it a lot). But woah, this reread felt different!

I have a lot of feelings about a lot of characters, but the main 3 ideas are that:

I adore Malta and she has probably made it to my top 3 favourite RotE characters after Fitz and the Fool,

I would lay down my life for Amber,

I thought Brashen was just a bit boring, but I found him pretty despicable this time around. Grag on the other hand... is such a sweetheart... I can’t blame Althea for chosing Brashen over him because you can’t help who you fall in love with, but Grag is probably the kindest, less problematic guy in the whole series. And Ophelia and the Teniras are the best. I hope someone (*cough* @elderling-magic *cough*) will make a post about them soon.

And now I’m itching to go back to the Six Duchies ❤︎ On to The Wilful Princess and the Piebald Prince!