#this is serious stuff so please heed the warnings at the top of the post

[teadreamsims]

Putting non sims stuff below the cut. TW for complicated family stuff, brief discussion of abuse, and health scares (not me, dw I've not had a health scare)

So, my dad and I have a complicated relationship. He was really awful to my mum behind closed doors growing up. Not physically abusive, but emotionally abusive I guess you could say. He'd say the most awful stuff to her, treat her badly, he even refused to be around my you ger brother when he was born bc he was born with a cleft lip and palate. My dad also would accuse my mum of cheating with his brother (who passed away 17 years ago) and say that my brother had to be his kid bc she "used the toilet after he did and that must be how she got pregnant". Suffice to say he wasn't a nice person to her. But he was always good to me and I just never knew what he was like until I got older and they separated then divorced years after.

Anyway, all that to say he moved to Germany a few years ago and he rarely ever messages me or talks to me. And whenever he does he never asks about me or my life, only about himself. This year he even forgot my birthday and that really broke me.

Well, he just sent me a text message to let me know he had a stroke BACK IN MARCH and never thought to tell me. Despite everything, I'm devastated. I feel horrible for how hurt and angry he's made me in the past and especially the past few months with how silent he's been. And he's just dismissing all my worries and upset with "calm down I'm fine now I don't burden people" and I just. It's all a mess in my head bc I struggle processing emotions and grief and stuff. Her could've died and I wouldn't have known, you know? He says I'd have known but I feel like I wouldn't and that's what really hurts me. He didn't think I needed to know that my own dad could've died.

Sorry for the long post and vent. I don't want any sympathy or pity or anything yall, that's not what this post is for. I guess I just. Idk. I meed to get it out there bc none of my friends are really responding to me rn and I don't feel comfortable talking about it to my mum or younger brother bc their view of him is more negative than mine and I don't wanna put them in an awkward position. They know he's had a stroke bc I've just told them but they don't know any of what I'm feeling or thinking rn.

But um yeah. Stuff is weird and complicated rn and idk how I'm gonna get through work tomorrow bc this is all I'm gonna be thinking about and I don't wanna call out of work bc I really really need the money so I can save up for driving lessons and a car.

Thank you everyone who read this far and took the time to listen to me vent. I appreciate all of you and thank you in advance for understanding if I'm out of sorts the next few days

[kutemouse]

Hey! Can you do crisis talk with yoongi? Like, their conversation getting less and less and yoongi realized it and change. I hope you can understand, love you! Fluff angsty?

Disclaimers: The above gif was made and edited by me, kutemouse. That is why I’ve posted this under the tag #btsgif. Feel free to use this gif however you want, just please give me credit for the edit. The gif and the title of this drabble are from the mv and song, “I Need U” by BTS.

Hi kutie! I understood perfectly (I hope), thank you for your request! I love the way you put it as a “crisis talk!” 😂 Believe me, any hard conversation with Yoongi would definitely be a crisis in my book. I love writing angst for Yoongi as well, it just comes so naturally with him as I imagine him to be a brooding, hard-working somewhat-introvert who only lets loose around people he really knows and loves. Anyway, hope you like! 💜

Age Recommendation: 16+

Warnings: Angsty angst, swears, Yuqi from (G)I-DLE magically appears, Yoongi being an asshole, crying, some yelling.

Word Count: 1,550

“Because of you, I’m becoming ruined.

I don’t wanna stop, I don’t want you anymore.

I can’t do this, this sucks.

…

I’m sorry (I hate you)

I love you (I hate you)

Forgive me.”

~ “I Need U” by BTS

Translation I used can be found here.

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I Need U Girl (Yoongi Drabble~Angst, Fluff)

Yoongi stood as still as a statue, hands shoved in his pockets. If he even breathed, he was afraid you’d hear him, whip open the door, and scold him for even daring to be there. It wasn’t supposed to be like this, but he understood why it was what it was. He pushed you away, after all. It all started that fateful night when he was trying to work and you were being your usual goofy self.

“Yoongi, oh my god, look at this meme,” you giggled, placing your phone in front of his face.

Yoongi paused what he was doing for a few seconds to read it, then gave out a half-hearted laugh. “Wow, that’s… that’s funny.”

A couple minutes later, you were watching a Youtube video and you laughed out loud, the sound reverberating off the walls into his head. That was when the frustration started to well up. You knew he was working, couldn’t you be quieter?

It was when you started humming as you scrolled through your phone that he completely lost it. “Y/n!” he barked, causing you to jump. “Can you please stop?”

“Sorry,” you muttered.

But that wasn’t enough to quell the destructive flame of Yoongi’s rage. He had a bad day today. BigHit’s producers rejected his latest submission for a new album track, telling him it was too raw, too rough, and he needed to majorly clean it up before submitting it again.

And if that wasn’t enough, practice between the BTS members also went badly. It was like they were totally out of sync. After two full hours of nothing but trying and failing to learn the new choreography, Hobi threw his hands up and said there was no point. They’d just have to come back tomorrow and hope it went better.

On top of all that, Yoongi went to a cafe to pick up a coffee, thinking it would cheer him up, and some asshole bumped into him, causing his drink to spill everywhere. When he came home, you cooed over him and did your best to clean him up and make him feel better, but unfortunately, everything you did had the exact opposite effect. Yoongi felt smothered by your antics, and when he sat down to work, the apartment seemed too small for the both of you.

Long story short, life was shit, everything had gone to shit, everything was shit, and now, Yoongi was sick of your shit. “Y/n, you know I’m trying to work!” he growled.

You held up your hands. “I said I was sorry.”

“That’s not good enough! Look, you need to leave. I need some space, I need to finish this, so please, just… just leave.”

You stared at him, open-mouthed. Was he serious? You and Yoongi had been dating for a year now, and you knew there were going to be some bumps in the road when you moved in together a month ago, but you never expected this.

“Fine,” you said, getting up. “I’ll leave.” You pulled on some pants, grabbed a jacket and purse, and went out the door. Yoongi huffed and tried to get back to work, but his attention was all over the place now. After another unsuccessful hour, he gave up and started to get ready for bed.

You still hadn’t come home when he crawled under the covers, so he shot you a text.

Yoongles ❤️ (11:34pm): Hey, I’m sorry. You can come home now.

You didn’t respond, and Yoongi ended up falling asleep. The next morning, he found you asleep on the couch, still fully clothed, your body curled up around yourself the way you used to curl up against him.

Ever since that night, you slowly began to pull away from Yoongi, but the sad part was, he didn’t even realize it ‘til yesterday. He knew you were more distant than usual, but he shrugged it off as a side-effect of the fight, thinking you’d get over it. He hadn’t noticed how your laughter didn’t come as often, or how your hugs and kisses were getting more and more brief. He didn’t heed the warning signs, like how you didn’t make love anymore, or how you seemed to be spending more time with friends than with him.

Yesterday, though, he looked around and realized he hadn’t seen you in almost a week. You had texted him each night, letting him know you were sleeping over at your best friend’s house, so he knew where you were, but that didn’t comfort him any. In fact, it served to drive home just how much he fucking missed you. Missed your scent, missed your laugh, missed the way you included him in everything you did. He even missed the way your hair stuck up in every direction in the morning and how husky your voice sounded when you just woke up. He missed the way you’d stand there in nothing but one of his t-shirts, cooking breakfast as he tried not to stare. He missed everything about you, and he wanted it back no matter how badly he screwed up.

Which left him here, standing at the front door of your best friend’s house, wondering how in the hell he could make this right. Yoongi gathered his courage, raised his fist, and knocked.

He heard shrieks of laughter, one of which was unmistakable yours, when Yuqi threw open the door. “Food is–”

She stopped short when she saw Yoongi standing there instead of a delivery person. Yuqi put her hands on her hips, tossing him a ferocious glare. Uh-oh. If Yuqi was mad, it meant you had told her your boyfriend was being a jackass. “Is Y/n here?” Yoongi said, trying not to let her death-glare bother him.

“She is.”

“Can I see her?”

“That depends.”

“Yuqi,” your voice said, appearing from behind her. “I’ve got this.”

“Fine. I’ll just be down the street picking up a coffee.”

She grabbed her purse and left, pushing past Yoongi roughly. He gave her back an incredulous look before turning to you. “Hi,” he said timidly.

“Hi.”

“Can I come in?”

You nodded and stepped back to let him in. Yoongi twisted his hands around each other, trying to think of how to begin as you both settled onto Yuqi’s couch. “How have you been?” he asked.

“Fine.”

If Yoongi had asked that question at any other time, you would’ve answered with a full paragraph, gesturing and all. The way you only gave him that single syllable let him know you were hurt, and he hung his head as he realized he was the reason for that hurt.

“Are you gonna come back home today?” he mumbled.

You crossed your arms. “That depends.”

“On what?”

“On if you want me back home.”

“Of course I want you back home.”

“Do you? Did you even notice I was gone?”

“Of course I fucking noticed!”

You winced and Yoongi instantly regretted his sharp tone. “Sweetheart, please. I know I’ve been a total ass, and there’s no excuse in the world I can give for that. Despite what’s going on at work or in other areas of my life, I should always treat you with kindness and respect.”

You let out a choked sob, and Yoongi looked up to see your eyes filled with tears. “I did it for you, you know,” you croaked. “I thought you didn’t want me anymore, so I decided to put some distance in between us. I thought maybe if I did that, the break-up would be less painful.”

Yoongi’s eyes went wide as he realized just how extensive the damage he’d done was. He was afraid you’d push him away, but at this point, he didn’t care. He came and sat next to you, wrapping you in his arms which, of course, only made you cry harder. “Shhhh,” he murmured soothingly, rubbing circles on your back. “Sweetheart, please. Don’t cry. I don’t want to break up with you. I love you.”

“I love you, too,” you sniffled.

You drew apart and Yoongi smiled as he looked into your beautiful, watery eyes. “I’m sorry for being such a jerk.”

You coughed out a laugh. “It’s okay. I’m sorry for jumping to conclusions.”

“Let’s get your stuff and get you home, yeah?”

“Yeah.”

You spent the next few minutes texting Yuqi, letting her know you worked things out and were heading back home, and gathering your things. As you were looking for a shirt you misplaced, Yoongi suddenly grabbed you and spun you around, causing you to shriek.

He pressed his lips to yours, claiming your mouth in a way only he could. “I couldn’t wait another second,” he murmured as he drew back.

You wrapped your arms around his neck. “I never want you to wait to kiss me again.”

“I never will.”

He kissed you again, fervently, passionately, and you groaned as he brushed his tongue along your bottom lip. “Maybe when we get home, I can continue making this up to you,” Yoongi said breathlessly, cocking an eyebrow.

You smirked. “Maybe.”

Shortly after that, you both left, fingers intertwined the same way your souls were intertwined. Every day after that, Yoongi never failed to let you know how much he loved you and wanted you in his life.

[hadesglance]

All hail the new queen... - 19 (Hades Original Story)

You fought your way through the maze of the underworld to make a deal with the King…intrigued the lonely king listens…

Part One  Part Two  Part Three  Part Four  Part Five  Part Six  Part Seven  Part Eight   Part Nine  Part Ten  Part Eleven  Part Twelve  Part Thirteen  Part Fourteen  Part Fifteen  Part Sixteen  Part Seventeen  Part Eighteen

***PLEASE NOTE THAT THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS TRIGGERING EVENTS, I WILL CONTINUE TO ALERT YOU WHEN SUCH CHAPTERS CONTAIN CONTENT THAT I FEEL MAY BE CONSIDER NSFW. PLEASE BE RESPECTFUL AND I WILL ALWAYS ATTEMPT TO WRITE EACH INSTANCE WITH THE CARE IT NEEDS... IF YOU HAVE ANY CONCERNS PLEASE ALERT ME, I WANT EVERYONE TO FEEL THE LOVE AND RESPECT I HAVE FOR YOU ALL. THANK YOU!***

Zeus took a deep breath in through his nose as he stared at the house through the gate, “Charon…”

“Yes, Lord Zeus?” Charon asked from his guard post leaning back in his chair with his feet propped up as he turned the page of the magazine he was reading.

“Could you please try again?” Zeus huffed as he began tapping his foot.

“I could Lord Zeus, but I believe the last four times will give you the answer of the fifth time.” Charon spoke without looking up, “Is the request urgent?”

“…not…particularly…” Zeus pinched the bridge of his nose as he muttered, “Who allowed this stupid rule that Hades had to grant other gods permission to enter the Underworld?”

“I believe that was you, Lord Zeus.” Charon smiled at him as he sat up from finishing his article.

“Thank you, Charon. You do have a good memory…” Zeus groaned as the ferryman disappeared, “What could he be doing that keeps me out here?”

“Lord Hades?” Charon spoke quietly as he appeared in the dining room next to Hades.

Hades held up a finger, “Drinking a cup of coffee is something people do every day, alone or with friends, at home or at work. A researcher following the theory of symbolic interactionism who is observing two people enjoying a coffee together would primarily point out that…”

He watched you take in a deep breath, “Uh…that coffee has become more of a symbolic morning ritual?”

“Close enough in my book.” Hades handed the note card over to you as he looked to Charon, “Hasn’t left yet?”

“No, sir, he seems insistent on seeing you today.” Charon smiled at you both.

You looked up from reading the full answer, “Hades, if you need to go…”

“No…today is important for you. I want you to feel as prepared as you can.” Hades looked back to Charon, “Tell him to return this afternoon, I’m busy helping Y/N.”

“Yes, of course.” Charon smiled as he turned sticking his head out the guard house, “Lord Zeus…My Lord Hades has requested you return this afternoon when he’s finished indulging Y/N in her studies.”

Hades looked up from the card in his hand as he heard a loud wail. Zeus…ever the baby of the family. He found it truly amazing that his little brother had single handedly rescued him then after led a war, “I’m sorry…my brother’s pure distain distracted me, what did you say?”

“It’s fine, I know it’s right.” You took in a deep breath closing your book before standing up from the table, “I have to get going anyway, I need to pick up some scantrons.”

“Are you sure? We can go over it again…” He stood up scooping up your study cards, “Or I could drive you there, squeeze in a few more questions.”

“As much as I appreciate it, I think I just want to take a nice drive on Lana and relax a bit.” You smiled at him before leaning up on your toes kissing his cheek, “Thank you…I’ll be home late.”

He smiled a little reaching up touch his cheek. You were so gentle with him and he never understood why? He was a god; he didn’t need you to be gentle. He asked you the other day and you told him it was because you knew his heart was fragile. Which of course led to him asking how you knew that? You responded with a bright smile telling him you just knew.

Thankfully his brother heeded his request. He had a few hours of peace before he came calling again. He finished signing off on a few things as Zeus walked into his office taking a seat in front of his desk with a huff.

“It wasn’t that long of a wait.” Hades shook his head before looking up to him. He froze a little seeing a scroll in his hand, “You took the record out of the library?”

“I asked permission, they know I have it.” Zeus told him taking a deep breath, “I’m on to something and I wanted to talk to you about it. I could use your council right now.”

It had been close to five hundred years since Zeus had asked him for his help on a serious matter. Hades bowed his head taking off his glasses, “Of course, Lord Zeus…”

“Oh stop that…” Zeus stood up setting the scroll on the desk before putting his hands on his hips, “We’re still brothers, Hades…”

“Just wanted to make it somewhat official.” Hades reached over untying the scroll, “What has you so bothered?”

“Y/N…” Hades looked to him seeing his eyes serious, but raising his hands to let him finish, “Not her, really…Just her family’s access to this.”

He laid your grandmother’s book on the table next to the scroll, “I don’t understand.”

“That scroll is a blessing record from Hecate.” Zeus planted a finger on your book, “And this is the blessing. Ways to create doors to our realms.”

“There can’t be a door to everyone…” Hades scoffed pulling from his brother’s index finger staring at him, “Zeus, that would have been…”

“Completely irresponsible? I don’t remember being exactly an example of following rules and being responsible.” Zeus sighed taking a step back falling into his seat, “I asked Hecate again and she really doesn’t remember doing it. It was back when Dionysus was roving the world. Magnificent parties…but the stuff was hard stuff and even I had my hazy moments.”

Hades began flipping through it seeing several he instantly recognized, “Shit…”

“That’s definitely one word.” Zeus began rubbing his temples with his thumb and middle finger, “As far as I know, this is the only one. At least there’s solace in that.”

“What are you going to do?” Hades shut the leather book, keeping his hand on top of it. This was a serious matter, mortals weren’t supposed to exist in our realms and those that came were privileged and only allowed brief stays at the protection of a god.

“I’m not sure. I’m unsettled that they were able to just…walk in…but as far as I can tell they only did it a handful of times and for acceptable requests.” Zeus let his hand fall to the arm rest, “And I suppose since Y/N is in possession of it and she is residing with you…we don’t have much to worry about.”

Hades leaned back relaxing a little, “You seemed as if there was a problem, but it worked itself out, didn’t it?”

Zeus looked away trying to find the right way to speak the next few sentences, “Do you remember the Prophecy of the Rise?”

Hades tensed as his eyes widened. This was the second mention of it in the course of a couple weeks, “What of it? It’s a fairy tale.”

Hades watched his brother shift uncomfortably, “Not exactly…”

“Zeus, stop dancing around the problem and spit it out!” Hades glared at him, “You’re freaking me out.”

“You should be…” Zeus swallowed finally looking at him, “The Fates…They called on me when they were young…very young…I first thought they wanted to play a game as children do…but then Atropos took my hand and her sisters fell in line with her and they spoke the immovable words.”

“The doors will open; the brother shall mark a strengthening of bonds by the spilling of mortal blood. It shall be then, the exiled one shall awaken from his cage causing an age of pain and the dawn of evil, and a rise of a new god by greater sacrifice.” Hades shook his head slowly, “I’ve heard it, we all have…It’s nonsense…”

“It’s what I fed everyone.” Zeus looked away ashamed, “Everyone was healing…mortals were worshipping…everyone was happy…I didn’t want fear to rule everyone again.”

Hades felt a cold chill run up his spine, “W-what did it actually say…Zeus?”

“The doors will open, when the moment comes that summer ends, the young one shall cause a rise of faith and an age of justice. Mortal blood will spill in the halls of Olympus, upon that night the exiled one will awaken in his cage.” Hades felt his throat tighten as fear crept over his features, “The monster will break his chains bringing pain as he steps back into this world, seeking vengeance. The old one will walk away, as the newcomer’s sacrifice marks the rise of hope, upon that day what was shrouded will be revealed…”

“I’m sorry…Hades…” Zeus hung his head when he finished, “I think we all know who it speaks of…”

“You should have told us…” Hades whispered as he clenched his fist.

“I know…I just…” Zeus cleared his throat, “You were just beginning to move on…I didn’t want this to hang over you…all of you…”

“I would have never allowed her here!” Hades snapped at him, “What the Fates say is law! I would have never let her near this place! Dammit Zeus!”

Zeus watched Hades stand to his feet looking out the back window at his kingdom, “Hades…”

“She’s been to Olympus twice…the first time she was dragged across the floor and threatened…The second time…” Hades felt everything inside of him crumbling, “Media…”

Zeus stood up setting his jaw, “What about Media?”

“Gy…” He turned to his brother worry in his eyes, “He came to us and warned us…I thought it was story, so I dismissed it as a youngster overthinking…but Media, she believes in this prophecy…enough to try and make it come true.”

Zeus nodded slowly, “Hades I am truly sorry, but I don’t regret keeping it from you. Prophecies become forced if you dwell on them…and that girl…that woman…Y/N, she’s good for you, and you would have never known her if you knew everything.”

Hades looked away for a moment before looking back seeing Zeus heading for the door, “Where are you going?”

“I’m going to fix this…unlike you,” Zeus glanced back at him when he opened the door, “I don’t let prophecies tell me what to do, and even as they come true…I gotta believe that if we’re lucky they left something out…They usually do.”

Hades stood alone in his office staring at the book on his desk…the doors… He took it throwing it into his desk drawer locking it away. The Fates were always cruel to him.

He shut his eyes tightly thinking of you. He felt more faith then he’d felt in a long time when you entered his temple the first time. Then living with you daily, your passion fueled him. Maybe because he was drinking it up from the source, but he knew that already two points of the prophecy was true. He just had to keep you from Olympus for as long as he could.

He played Zeus’ words over and over trying to decipher any other clues. Time slipped away from him as evening came. Still he sat there, eyes shut repeating the words slowly. He was only brought out of his trance when he heard your voice.

“Hades…” His eyes flashed open as he pushed away everything. He had to make sure everything well for you. Today had been a big day for you.

“Y/N, how did…” He stopped as he saw you standing in the middle of his office. His heart jumped to his throat as he saw the blood trickling down your neck. Everything shook inside of him as he saw your soul standing before him. You were dying somewhere…

Your eyes looked through him as you spoke again. It was this time he noticed the distance, “Hades…help…”

The apparition of you faded leaving his heart pounding in his ears. You were still with the living, but he didn’t know for how long. He snapped his fingers as he appeared outside on the tallest building of the city his bident in his hand. He shut his eyes tightly clenching his empty fist trying to draw your connection to him. It was faint…you were still at the school.

 Another snap and he was outside the barrier he’d put up months ago. His pushed against it closing his eyes tightly. He could feel you on the other side as he whispered, “I’m sorry…I have to break my promise…”

He raised his other arm up thrusting the bident into the barrier shattering it shattering it across the entire campus. Instantly his connection to you strengthened. He hadn’t realized how dampened it was while you were at school, even now as it grew weaker with every drawn breath.

He raced to the top of another building looking over the campus. He was breaking all the rules tonight as he shut his eyes locating you by connecting to your brand. He felt inwardly sick breaking his promises to you, one right after another…but he couldn’t apologize to the dead, could he? He would bear it this time…

His eyes connected to the source in the distance, seeing a dull purple glow. He wasted no more time as he phased over to the source. He stood in a parking lot hearing a struggle. He turned his head sharply seeing young mortal struggling to get someone into the back seat of the car. That someone lit up like light to him.

Hades could not contain the rage inside of him as he strode forward throwing bident into the car pushing it away from them. The young man turned frightened right into his clutches. Hades relished the small noise of fear that escaped him.

His eyes flicked over to the car where he saw you, unconscious in the backseat, clothes disheveled, blood down you neck. His eyes darkened as a cold wind began to circle around his feet. He spoke as he lifted this pathetic mortal off the ground, “You dare…”

“What the fuck!?” The panic that overtook the clawing man only angered Hades further.

“Silence!” The lights in the parking lot shattered at Hades’ demand. The mortal fell quiet, only whimpers escaping him, “You dare lay a hand on her?”

“I…I didn’t…” He shook his head stammering only seeing the deep purple glowing eyes, “Please…please who are you?”

Hades pulled him close the wind picking up as his voice lowered, “I am thing your world has turned into a twisted mad villain, full of rage and ready for vengeance…so I will play the part and I will play it well…I am Hades, King of the Underworld and I am having a very bad day…”

[thelittlestspider]

💜👻

@mvcreates

💜- top 3 favorite lines

hmmmm. okay forewarning: this is gonna be long. also spoilery. 

1. sage “kills” owen.

[warning(s): car accident, violence, torture, blood, guns, gunshots, and crying.]   

sageis driving when the tires are shot out, causing them to spin out andflip over a bridge. Sage is hella pissed. Like burn the world downpissed. She drags violet and carter out of the vehicle, laying themdown safely out of sight, and then goes to hunt down the fucker thatdared to try and kill them.

Shegoes up to the bridge to see a boy and a girl who she thinks might besiblings, holding guns in their hands. Sage holds up her hands tomake them feel safe.

“whoare you” asks sage, slowly edging closer to them.

Theboy smirks. There’s a look in his eyes sage dislikes immediately,something evil. “hm, nobody you need to worry about.”

sage’smouth quirks. “i doubt that.” she glances at the girl, then atthe gun aimed at her. They are fools, the both of them. She wouldhave thought they were trained better than this.

Sagegrabs the gun out of the girl’s hand, punching her hard enough todaze her. She spins lightning fast to hit the boy with the butt ofthe gun, then slams her hand against his chest with enough force tobreak ribs, dropping him to the ground. When he holds the gun up,wheezing for breath, sage wrenches it from his grasp. He glares ather with a hatred that would be frightening if he wasn’t so pathetic.

“thiswas your idea, wasn’t it?” she asks, voice low, soft. “i hopeyou’re satisfied with what happens to you now.” his sister screamsat the first gunshot, tears streaking her face, her handoutstretched. Sage glances at her. “get out of here while you stillcan. I might not feel so charitable once i’m done with your brother.”

theboy gurgles as blood fills his lungs. His sister cries. Sage watchesthe scene, unmoved by their pain.

“what’syour name?” the girl looks up at her with frightened eyes, lipsquivering against her sobs.

“w-what?”

“yourname.”

thegirl opens her mouth and closes it again, struggling to draw breathinto her lungs. “bella. My name is bella.”

“thankyou. I just wanted to know who i’m dealing with.” sage walks aroundthe boy’s legs to stand next to his side. He gives her that glareagain. She narrows her eyes at him, places her foot on his gunshotwound, and presses down. “Now i’m going to offer you a way out ofthis. You leave him here, I spare your life, you live the life you’vealways wanted free of this cancer.” he screams as she presses downharder, grinding her heel into his wound. “he made you do this,didn’t he? He’s always making you do things you hate.”

“yes,”whispers bella. More tears fall down her face. Bella’s guilt ispalpable.

“go.”

bellastands on shaky legs and walks away. She doesn’t look back.

i mean. it’s gonna have to be rewritten but like sage is so fucking raw in this scene i had to put it here. 

2. nina tells carter about her abusive ex kyle. i really like bc it was one of the scenes i wrote that solidified the bromance between them. 

[warning(s): talk of emotional abuse and gaslighting.]

the party has been going approximately an hour, when they realize nina is nowhere to be found. Violet sends carter to make sure nina hasn’t been kidnapped or eaten, or boarded herself up in the bedroom to avoid an awkward conversation.

Eventually carter finds her sitting in one of the lawn chairs in the backyard, gazing up at the night sky. She looks so serious sitting there, knees pulled up to her chest. Carter wonders if the void would give him the answers to life’s mysteries if he asked, or if it would stare back at him with its vast coldness, as unknowable and everchanging as time itself.

He plops himself into the chair next to nina, deciding nina’s troubles are more important than the void.

“are you alright?” asks carter, copying nina’s sitting position.

“yeah, i’m fine. I get overwhelmed when it’s a big crowd of people. So sometimes I have to go hide away somewhere when it gets too much.”

“um, ever since I was a kid, i’ve always liked going out at night and talking to the moon. I’d tell her about my day, or about the books I was reading.” nina smiles jewel bright in the faint moonlight. “kyle always told me I was weird for doing that.”

“was kyle nice to you?”

“most of the time. I guess.” nina looks down at her hands, fiddling with a thread on the sleeve of her cardigan.

Carter waits for her to speak.

“kyle could be really mean sometimes. He would tell me I was weird and that’s why I had to have the moon as my friend, because I couldn’t get anyone to be friends with me.” nina’s eyes become shiny as she talks, reliving an open wound. “and when i’d cry because it hurt so bad, he told me he was sorry. Then he would um,” nina sniffles, wiping tears away with her sleeve. “he would buy me gifts, take me out to dinner; that kind of thing. He was so sweet that I forgave him, and I’d start to wonder if I had overreacted, like maybe I just blew it out of proportion.”

“but I wasn’t carter, I wasn’t.” nina’s face scrunches up. “he didn’t care about me at all. When the ghosts hurt me, he didn’t believe me. He said I was just making it up for attention.” carter wraps his arms around nina, rubbing her back as she cries. “tiffany was the only person who believed me.”

“i’m going to set him on fire,” says carter, deadly calm. “and then i’m going to use him to light my cigarette.”

“please don’t do that,” nina hugs carter tight, resting her cheek against his shoulder. “but thank you.”

some of this is gonna be rewritten bc of plot related stuff, but i still really like the lines in this.

3. carter confides in nina about a one night stand gone wrong and about his past. nina is heartbroken. 

warning(s): mentioned slutshaming, implied domestic violence and sexual assault. it’s not graphic or anything like that, but still heed the warnings just in case.

nina hears carter take gasping breaths behind the door as he cries, and holds her clasped hands to her chest, a terrible ache in her gut. She recognizes that kind of crying; the kind of sound you make when you try so hard to stop, but you can’t because it’s pouring out of you. All of the hurt comes out in these kinds of moments. Nina closes her eyes, bracing herself for the fallout.

She raps her knuckles on the door. “carter, can I come in?”

“come in.”

carter’s sitting on the toilet seat, lips pressed together against another sob. His face and eyes are red and his nose is dripping. He grabs a handful of toilet paper and wipes his face, trying to look brave for Nina and utterly failing in the attempt. Nina looks back at him, thinking Who did this. Nina sits on the floor next to him, back resting against the cabinet, arms draped around her knees. She waits there looking down at her nails to stop herself from looking directly at carter’s downturned face. The trick to getting carter to open up is to let him talk first. She tried to force it once and saw that naked look in his eyes, before he flew away like a startled bird. Out of the corner of her eye, carter sniffs wetly, tears clinging to his lashes.

“i’m sorry,” rasps carter. “i didn’t want anyone to see me like this.”

nina chances a look at him. “what happened?” carter opens his mouth, then closes it. More tears fall.

“some guy I went out with, we– we were having fun. And um, he asked if i’d go back to his place. So I said, “okay.” but once we got there…” carter blinks, eyes distant. “he started getting mean. He called me a, a slut, and he sounded so much like him, I just couldn’t–” he puts a hand against his mouth, lips trembling. “i left.”

I’m so sorry, Nina thinks, blinking back the warm pinpricks behind her eyes. She clenches her hands into fists, feeling her palms itch with the urge to hurt whoever gave carter these wounds.

“if I ever find him, he’s a goner,” says nina, jaw set.

“bella beat you to it,” replies carter with a watery smile.

i can’t spoil what’s gonna happen, but nina sort of plays a part in owen’s eventual downfall. 

👻- 2 or 3 sentences from something you haven’t posted yet

tiffanysees carter grinning down at his phone during break and it takeseverything in her not to lean over his shoulder to find out who he’stexting. The curiousity is killing her.

“so…”she settles onto the stool next to carter, trying to be cool andfailing miserably. “okay you know I can’t be chill about anything.Who are you texting?”

“there’sthis girl. Her name is nina. She likes ballet and horror andantiques. She’s really cool.”

“likebuddy cool or girlfriend cool?” carter looks at her with such blankconfusion – like the thought of nina being anything more than afriend had never occurred to him – tiffany almost laughs out ofreflex. Luckily she doesn’t. She’d hate to put that red tinged,shamed look on his face he wears when he feels he’s done somethingwrong, only he doesn’t know what and he’s being laughed at for it.It’s a look she’s seen him wear too often.

“well,i’m glad you made a friend. I know how hard it is for you.” tiffanyprobably knows better than anyone how hard it is to find a friend.Especially when everyone knows you’re different.

It’sone of the loneliest things in the world.

[thecoroutfitters]

The problem with dealing with hurricanes, tropical storms, or other storm systems that bring a lot of rain in a little time is that you’re not just dealing with the storms. Though that’s certainly bad enough, sometimes it’s what comes after that does more damage than the actual storm.

What am I talking about? Flooding. I live in a hurricane zone, and we have a saying: hide from the winds, but run from the water. That’s because there usually very few lives lost due to damage from the high winds; most lives are lost to flooding.

On top of that, much of the extensive damage is also caused by flooding. How do you deal with the remains?

The actual storm itself rarely lasts more than a few hours but it can take weeks for a river to crest after the storm is past.

For example, the St. Johns River that runs from Vero Beach in Southeast Florida, up the middle of the state, then empties into the Atlantic Ocean in Jacksonville, is a north-flowing, lazy river. That can make for a bad situation for a couple of reasons.

First, it’s common for hurricanes to hit the southern part of the state then pound the rest of it with heavy downfalls. Since the St. Johns both starts and empties into the Atlantic Ocean, it can get a storm surge from both ends if the storm hits just right.

This Device Easily Turns Air Into Water!

Add in a foot or two of heavy rain to a state that’s not very far from sea level and you’re going to see major flooding in the dry areas, too.

So, you have the initial surge, which can push it off the banks, then you have water draining toward it from all directions inland then you have to factor in the slow rate at which it runs – .3 mph. That means that, assuming we’re lucky enough to have dry weather for a couple of weeks after the hurricane, it can take the river up to a week or so to crest; if it rains it can take even longer than that. And, since it’s lazy, it’s not receding for several days to a week.

So it’s not uncommon for a house near the St. Johns to make it through the hurricane just fine, but flood three or four days later, and stay that way for a few days. And this is a problem that happens all over the world; I just used the St. Johns because it’s one that I have first-hand experience with.

The reason that I took the time to go into this is because it’s important to understand that time plays a huge factor in things. Houses, yards, manufacturing plants, and buildings can be flooded for days, or even a week.

This opens up the door to a tremendous amount of potential toxins to flow, mix, and/or grow:

Septic waste: A septic tank may be able to handle a little bit of flooding, especially if it’s localized, but if the land is submerged for several days, it’s a different story. The leech field and even the tank itself are leaking into the floodwaters.

Fertilizers and pesticides: Again, a quick wash of floodwater may contaminate things a little, but when the water has plenty of time to sit and thoroughly saturate the soil deep down, it draws up toxins that have been soaking into the ground for months or years and spreads it far and wide.

Sewage plants: It’s practically a given that at least one sewage plant is going to suffer spillage during a flood.

Landfills: if it’s in a flood zone, it’s going to share the wonders of decomposing food, feminine hygiene products, diapers, and all the other stuff you’d typically want to make tea with. Home garbage containers also spill into floodwaters, so that’s another source of loveliness.

Dead Fish: between the contamination and the change in temperature and pH levels, there’s almost always a huge amount of dead fish that add to the contamination of the water, and also end up scattered on the banks, leaving the lovely smell – and health hazard – of dead fish strung along the shore, baking in the sun.

Mold: now that there’s a lovely, poisonous soup sitting in a building, or even on the ground, stewing in the heat, mold, and mildew start to grow. This creates another hazard that’s hazardous to you, both if you touch it and if you breathe it.

Storm debris: the winds and rushing water bring down trees and tree limbs, roof shingles, siding, fences, signs, and many other hazards that flow in the water and are left scattered behind once the water recedes, leaving physical hazards as well as chemical ones.

Now that you have an idea of just how damaging floods are, you need to know how to deal with the aftermath.

Be Prepared

Just like food is going to be scarce before the storm, cleaning supplies are going to be in demand following it. Stock up on garbage bags, bleach, rubber gloves, paper towels, rags, and whatever else you may need to clean up your area. Of course, if you prepare for a hurricane throughout the year, this may not be an issue for you.

Don’t Swim in It

After learning about all of the disgusting contents in floodwaters, the last thing you would probably think to do is swim in it. But many people don’t.

Kids of all ages like to get out and wade in the floodwaters, and even after the waters start to go down, it’s hot and people want to go swimming in the river.

Don’t. Just because the water has receded doesn’t mean that the toxins aren’t still there.

Pay attention to local EPA and Fish and Wildlife folks who monitor the level of contamination in the water and don’t go back in until they deem it safe.

Boil Water

Often, if you’re on city water, your city will issue a boil-water alert until they’re sure that the water is safe to drink again. Heed these warnings – they’re given for a reason. Usually, this is just for drinking water, but sometimes they’ll issue one for water used for hygiene as well.

It’s best to stockpile some water, both because your power may be out for awhile and because of the danger of contamination after the storm.

Test Your Soil

Though most of the time, the soil will be OK a few weeks or months after the flood, have it tested. The contaminants stay in it for a long time after the waters recede.

As a matter of fact, I once lost an entire litter of 4-week-old puppies to Parvo two weeks after a flood because the ground had been contaminated via rats’ nests that had been flooded.

As we know, rats also caused a couple of plagues, so this isn’t something to take lightly.

Wear Sturdy Shoes

By now, you’ve probably figured out that the ground is gross even after the waters recede. If you have to wade in the water, wear rubber boots that are higher than the water so that your feet don’t come into contact with water.

However, it’s best not to wade in the water at all because there are all kinds of things – boards with nails, broken glass, etc. – that you can’t see and will cut your shoes right along with your feet. Then all of those lovely contaminants are in your bloodstream.

Wear Gloves and Masks

Once you have to go in and start doing cleanup, you don’t want to touch the contaminated debris with your bare hands and you don’t want to breathe the air in enclosed spaces because of the mold and mildew. It can and will cause serious health issues once you suck it into your lungs. Medical masks are fairly cheap, especially compared to funeral expenses.

Dispose of Debris Appropriately

At the time of this writing, it’s three weeks post-Irma and there are still huge piles of yard debris lining the streets and stacked in parking lots. Follow local ordinances and be patient. If you want to dispose of it yourself rather than wait for city or county waste companies to get to you, there are often designated drop-off areas where you can haul it to.

Typically, these drop zones are for yard debris only. Drywall, fencing, shingles, flooded household goods and furniture, or any other non-bushy stuff isn’t accepted. Check for area dumps to haul building debris to, or call your municipality to find out if they’ve made special arrangements to pick up this type of waste.

Watch your Pets

Dogs and cats just love to roll in gross stuff and eat dead things that they shouldn’t.

There’s also the danger of nails, glass, and disease (see afore-mentioned Parvo) that are dangers to your animals. Horses are at particular risk, too, because of the way that their hooves are made. A nail can easily penetrate the sole, so be sure to police the yard and turnout areas where your pets will be roaming before you let them out.

Floods cause millions of dollars of damage and lives are lost both to the rushing waters and the hazards that accompany the water, both during and after the event.

Use common sense and follow precautions set forth by your local authorities. Post-disaster really isn’t a time to ignore safety directions because if warnings are issued, you can guarantee that there’s some level of risk.

That’s why you need to stay prepared and to know how to keep you and your family safe!

Have you been through floods and have suggestions, tips, or a story you’d like to share? If so, please do so in the comments section below.

This article has been written by Theresa Crouse for Survivopedia.

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Avengers rec list pt 2 616

part two of my Avengers rec list,  mostly tony/Steve centric. this one is all 616 centric

Link to the MCU rec list,  Link to the ultimates Rec list

Link to Marvel Adventures + vids Rec list

An ever fixed mark

Universe:616

Pairing:steve/tony

Summary: Loki accidentally turns Tony into a woman. Steve is less than thrilled. Hijinks ensue.

My notes: a very good look at the more serious issues of a genderswap story, its not all humor an haha you have tits now, plus there is a plot going on that is more than just genderswap, and there is a lot of dealing with awkwarness between team members because of comics stuffs

America isn't chicken

Universe:616

Pairing: Steve/Tony

Summary: After a Civil War, death, rebirth, a takeover by Osborn, brain deletion, and the fall of Asgard, Steve and Tony might just be starting to get back on solid ground with one another. Things aren't perfect, not yet, but they can be in the same room as each other without resorting to violence, and they've even managed to share a smile or two.

Seems like the perfect time, then, for Tony to try and fuck it all up with a stupid game of gay chicken.

Meanwhile, as if he didn't have enough to worry about, Tony realizes some kind of supervillainous trouble is brewing when increasingly advanced armors start popping up all over Manhattan, looking strangely reminiscent of his tech. On the other side of the world, Steve gets news that Zola is on the move in Russia, with some sort of nefarious plan at work.

Which will ruin them first? Will it be this unknown armored villain who is after Tony's tech? Or will it be Zola unleashing his mysterious plan on the world? Or will Steve and Tony prove to be their own worst enemies, destroying the tentative truce they managed to forge with their own stubbornness?

My notes: Long and plotty with the boys doing what they do best, being in denial. I think they were in denial a bit too long, but overall a super enjoyable story. Plus, super hot sex scenes!

Buy you a mockingbird

Universe:616

Pairing: Steve/Tony

Summary: Babyfic! When Tony unexpectedly becomes a parent, his world view drastically changes. And changes. Then it changes again. And then again.

Come the winter come the storm Universe: AU Pairing: Steve/tony Summary: Tony Stark, an unremarkable day laborer in the gulag in Izhma, has been deemed too much of a liability to be allowed to remain in Soviet control. Steve Rogers, one of SHIELD's top operatives, is sent undercover into one of the USSR's many internment camps with the specific instructions to retrieve him.

The plan was simple, which, in hindsight was the first indication that everything was about to fall apart

Constructs in progress

Universe: 616 AU

Pairing: Steve/Tony

Summary: n the seven territories built out of the ruins of New York City, no one has managed to match Tony Stark as either a technologist or a unicorn rider. But when Tony's secrets come back to haunt him, even Captain Rogers and his mysterious lover might not be able to save him, or the city.

Dragon choices

Universe:616 AU  pern fusion

Pairing:Steve/tony

Summary:When a childhood accident leaves Tony with a remarkable ability to hear dragons, he finds out that on Pern, the dragon chooses. Whether it comes to being a dragonrider or becoming Weyrwomanleader, he has a bumpy flight ahead.

exactly under the star

Universe: 616 inspired AU

Summary: Summary: Complete AU; takes place in a future in which humans have begun to colonize planets, and borrows heavily from situations in current Marvel canon. New Avengers meets Dark Reign meets Firefly.

Norman Osborn is ruling the (not so free) world, Tony Stark is leading a motley crew of superheroes in an attempt to regain their freedoms, and Steve Rogers may not be as dead as everybody thought.

My notes: an epic space operaish AU that is simply wonderful!

Even the light is an illusion

(with podfic by lianabob )

Universe:616

Pairing: Steve/Tony

Summary:Death threats are an unfortunate side-effect of being Tony Stark, so he's learned to ignore them. The problem is, when someone really wants you dead, hiding your head in the sand just kinda exposes your ass.

But it's not just Tony's behind on the line. Whoever wants him dead wants him to suffer first, and they're willing to do anything to make that happen. Tony knows there's only one way out. To save Steve, the Avengers, and the general public, Tony has to die. Of course, death isn't always the end, and Tony does what any other self-disrespecting scientist would do: he finds a way to fake his death and avenge his own murder.

The trouble is, terrible decisions usually have a terrible price, and this one is no different. Tony has a chance to save the day, but the cost may be more than Tony was ever expecting to pay…

My notes: Long and very plotty. It incorporates a lot from the 616 universe and has a lot of my favorite characters in it (wolverine, Luke cage, Spider-Man, ms marvel).

Full Body Workout

Universe: 616

Pairing: Steve/Tony

Summary: Hank has a lab accident. Steve and Tony bear the consequences.

I have found god and he is a mirror

(with podfic by vassalady)

Universe: 616

Pairing: Steve/Tony

Summary: Depression hurts. Extremis doesn't help. Steve does.

My notes: a really really good look at a tony with depression, absolutely stunning and spot on.

i'll remember best of all, all the things we didn't say

( now with podfic by me!)

Universe:616

Pairing:tony/steve

Summary:Steve comes back and everything's gonna be alright. ...Right?

Or,

Enjoy the silence. It's all that's left.

My notes: this is like the story ghost in the wires, but so, so much better

In a different light

Universe: mcu/616

Pairing: steve/tony

Summary: Summary: After an unexpected attack, Tony has trouble dealing with his injuries and Steve has trouble dealing with Tony.

My notes: disability!fic with blind!tony!

King of infinite space

Universe: 616

Pairing: steve/tony

Summary: Summary:A villain from Tony's past comes back to cause trouble for the Avengers. Maybe it wouldn't have been so easy, if things weren't already so awkward over the events of Execute Program.

My notes: long and plotty, with tony doing what he does best, having problems and hiding it from people.

Relativistic Heat Conduction

Universe: 616

Pairing: steve/Tony

Summary: Age of Ultron-based, but not entirely canon compliant. Written for the 2013 Cap-Iron Man Reverse Big Bang. Ultron has attacked, obliterating most of the world's superheroes and resistance in a matter of hours. The remaining heroes band together and share what strength they have to get through it, to survive, and defeat Ultron once and for all. Steve Rogers grieves in the wake of the disaster and the heroes' defeat, and no one knows if he will be able to provide the leadership they need--but Tony Stark isn't about to let him slip away that easily

My notes: An angsty story with a lot of tony and steve leaning on each other. Has a happy ending though

Rollin' and Tumblin

Universe: 616

Pairing: Steve/Tony

Summary: The giant squid spewing sex pollen wasn't the strangest part of anyone's week. Captain America's behaviour after the fact, however, was making Tony wonder how deeply they were all affected, and what exactly was going on.

My notes: set during the time where cap still doesn't know iron man's secret identity, cute and smoking hot.

Rusted Wheel (or How the Civil War Might Have Ended)

Universe: 616

Pairing: Steve/Tony

summary: Tony was on the steps of the Courthouse and took the bullets for Steve.

The roughest day

Universe:616

Pairing:steve/tony

Summary: Steve is in a motorcycle accident, Tony catches a cold, and someone is after the New Avengers.

My notes: another long and plotty story from Elspethdixon and Featuring some sick!tony

Sea stars

Universe:616

Pairing:steve/tony

summary: Steve comes back to life somewhere entirely unexpected; Tony doesn't remember being a hero; something is rotten in the province of British Columbia, and the 2010 Olympics are doomed.

My notes: an awesome plotty story with a bit of a mystery. This actually made me like the amnesia trope

Sins of omission WIP

Universe: 616

Pairing: Steve/Tony

Summary: A Post-Civil War, Pre-Secret Invasion AU where Steve is dead, Tony's a mess, and everything sucks

In which Tony deals poorly with Steve's death, falls off the wagon, sees ghosts, and misses a lot.

Oh, and the Skrulls are about to invade.

My notes: first of all this is a WIP. Second of all PLEASE PLEASE HEED THE WARNINGS AND TAGS THIS IS NOT A HAPPY STORY! This story is full of angst and woe on every side, but it is done so carefully and beautifully. Your heart just breaks for every character involved..

some assembly required series

Universe:616

Pairing:steve/tony

Summary:In retrospect, it was the answer to all of the questions he'd carefully avoided asking, all of the things he hadn't wanted to look at too closely.

or the series where post civil war, tony takes in a child who was a lab experiement made from steve's DNA, it turns out steve isnt really dead, and nothing is as easy as it should be.

My notes: this story is awesome, the little girl in this story is a fully fleshed out well developed character with realistic problems, tony and steve both have their problems as well

this time tomorrow ( where are we)

Universe:616

Pairing:steve/tony

Summary: Tony goes to see Wanda, and suddenly Steve is alive and there are Skrulls! Or maybe Tony is just going crazy. Nothing happens in this fic, until the very end. Seriously. There's a lot of talking, mostly at inopportune moments, Tony's views on the acceptable gifts to give people are slightly different from everyone else's and he spends more time than would seem necessary being (half-)naked. What else is new?

What if: Project wide awake

Universe:616

Paiting: Steve/Tony

Summary: So what if Steve's side had won, and Big Brother just started shanking everyone?

What tomorrow may bring

Universe:616

Pairing:steve/tony

Summary:Summary: Months after his return back to life, Captain America and Iron Man are kind of estranged, but problems with SHIELD and Tony's life in general get them to work together and fall in love. <333

My notes: an awesome mystery/action story set post civil war. Not only is it plotty, but it deals with the effects on tony and steve's friendship post civil war with a nice slow buildup

when the lights go on again

(With podfic by me and 9 other talented podficcers)

Universe:616

Pairing:steve/Tony

Summary: Aliens have invaded earth, and the Avengers are scattered. While Steve leads the resistance, Tony once again finds himself playing captive scientist. In the midst of a violent alien regime, separated by seemingly insurmountable boundaries, Steve and Tony have nothing to keep themselves going but each other.

my notes: absolutely stunning, one of the best avengers stories I have read. the alien culture is fully flushed out and interesting. all the characters in the story get screen time, and the story takes you on one hell of a ride.

Wilt Thou Exchange

Universe: 616

Pairing: Steve/Tony

Summary: "The first time Steve meets Toni is about a week after he wakes up."

W.I.P.E.

Universe: 616

Pairing: Steve/tony

Summary: An AU of the events covering SIEGE and immediate after. When Tony is rebooted after deleting his brain, he's left with no memory of anything, and lingering programs that keep him from finding out everything he missed. Sometimes you just need to start over, but there's always a place in every plan for a backup.