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hismomchoseit:

Paperback: Amazon.com and Amazon.co.uk (and other Amazons also)

US Kindle and UK Kindle version here.

This is a book…

about a fanfiction…

about a television show

…that doesn’t exist.

Keep reading

#[ if only I wasn't a broke uni student... *sighs* ]#promo for ts

bloodbulletsandbytes

Long-Lost Siblings

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mykindashindig:

Jordan spotted the young woman quickly, walking over when she spoke. “I hope you can.” He said honestly, smiling. There was something familiar about her, but he couldn’t put his finger on what. He decided it was probably just that she reminded him of someone. “I kinda pushed my car a little too far, and…well, let’s just say she’s a little blown.” He said vaguely. He couldn’t tell her why he’d pushed it so hard, at least not the real reason, but he figured he could make a convincing enough story if she asked. “I heard you were one of the best mechanics in the area…you are Emilia, right?”

Em listened to the man’s description (if it could even be called that with how vague it was), nodding her head slightly when it was done. “Well I should be able to help, though I’d obviously have to look to be certain.” Well, that was if he wasn’t leaving anything out, but she knew better than to push a customer for details. After all, the customer is always right... even when they’re wrong. She grinned slightly at the explanation, laughing almost nervously. “Yeah, that’s me... Someone really said that?”

#mykindashindig #v; the water's sweet (but blood is thicker)#c; emilia

mykindashindig:

“The same person that had it under control.” Mal shot back. “I think if I don’t go, we may not still have a contract, an’ if YOU don’t go, we may not survive it. Remember last time you didn’t come? If it helps though, I may take you shoppin’ after.”

“I’ve heard that before...” Usually, it seemed to be just before something blew up or otherwise was not under control. “Of course. How could I forget that?” She grinned at the mention of shopping, starting to move a little faster.

#mykindashindig #v; shes intuitive #c; sab

Tag fix.

#fallingtearsofoblivion #tag fix for ts

hismomchoseit:

“I cannot file this as the official report, statement, whatever. Do you want us all committed to Eichen?”

“You want me to lie on a witness statement, Sheriff? You do realise that lying to a police officer is a felony, right? And I’ve already been committed to Echo House... twice.”

#[ feel free to ignore ]#[ also feel free to ignore the first part in her TW verse where she predicted Claudia's death it's more or less just there as an option ]#[ or we could discuss that if you want more info because I am totally up for that ]#hismomchoseit #v; beacon hills intuitionist #c; sab

mykindashindig:

“Who’s the one that stopped me?” Mal pointed out with a smirk, starting to move towards the car again. “What’s new there, Sab?” He teased back. He smiled a little as the game they played began again.

“Who’s the one that couldn’t button his shirt?” Sab retorted, starting to move with him. “You think I get paid enough to listen to their lies? You don’t have to hear it.”

#[ well okay he only hears the lies but you know what she means? ]#mykindashindig #c; sab #v; shes intuitive

mykindashindig:

“I was thinkin’ more like ‘she also then wouldn’t get in the car’.” Mal countered with a smile. “I mean, someone’s gotta keep ‘em honest, might as well be someone who can call them on everything.”

“Who’s the one not walking?” Of course, Sab was walking so slowly that it would take her five minutes to get into the next room. “I think that’s a little above my pay grade...” She teased, grinning.

#[ Sab you don't even have a pay grade you get whatever you want! ]#[ also they really don't have time for her to start this... ]#mykindashindig #c; sab #v; shes intuitive

thewebcrawler:

I do this too omg don’t worry!!!! When I have every cap from the episode I do this but for teen wolf I only have like the top picks from each season bc I couldn’t be bothered saving them all so yeh

[I make too many but I sit here later and delete a heap that are too similar? Because I seem to make a heap of similar ones because ‘oh but she’s smiling more in this one’. Especially with Mel McCall because wow she smiles a lot in season 1... you know, before everything went to hell in a handbasket ]

#[ my computer deleted my icons I want to throw it out a window! ]#thewebcrawler #{ outofthegarage }

mykindashindig:

“If anythin’ that’d give me an excuse for bein’ late that wasn’t ‘my ‘daughter’ stopped me walkin’ out the door so she could fix the buttons on my shirt instead of me doin’ it in the car.’” Mal pointed out playfully. “’Course you did, you’re you.”

“And yet you’re still standing around talking. How do you think you’d explain that?” Sab teased before starting to walk slowly so he could at least walk and talk. “‘My ‘daughter’ stopped me to fix my buttons and I stopped to talk for ten minutes’?”

#[ I'm telling you it's just because it's hiding behind the pretty icons. Wonder if that works in real life ]#mykindashindig #c; sab #v; tba

mykindashindig:

“I’m already late, being later ain’t gonna make things any worse.” Mal pointed out as she fixed them. “Well, I’d been plannin’ on fixin’ ‘em at the lights, but I guess I don’t need to now.” He admitted with a slight laugh.

“It could... You could get stuck in traffic because you’re a minute later!” Sab teased; she knew that wouldn’t be the case or she wouldn’t have told him to stop, of course, and she laughed slightly. “I know...”

#[ to be honest I have no idea what I'm doing ]#[ and apparently I'm using icons to hide that ]#mykindashindig #c; sab #v; tba

mykindashindig:

“I guess not, now you’ve noticed it.” Mal said honestly. He wasn’t particularly fussed about his shirt not being buttoned properly, he was running late for a meeting, and hadn’t even had the time to stop while he buttoned it, so missing a couple of buttons had been inevitable. On the plus side, now he was late pausing for a minute or two couldn’t make things much worse.

“Nope. I can fix it quickly so you aren’t later than you already are.” Her fingers worked to methodically correct the buttons, and she grinned up at him when she was done. “See? Isn’t that better?”

#[ I feel like she's mimicking what Adelle would say in this situation :P ]#mykindashindig #c; sab #v; tba

mykindashindig

“Come here. You’re not going to leave the house with your shirt buttoned up like that are you?”

#[ I've talked myself into this and I figure it's something that doesn't have to last if we don't want it to ]#[ but damn it Mal learn to button up your shirt straight! ]#[ no idea where he's going that kinda depends where we want to go from here ]#mykindashindig #c; sab #v; tba

letsgoinstyle:

*jumps over my problems* parkour

#{ outofthegarage }

trilliumjones:

“Oh yea, that could totally work! I’m going to have to look more into this and experiment with different things,” Trill responded, grinning. Of course she wasn’t completely serious, but the idea of slippered shoes was intriguing enough, especially considering they didn’t exist yet. She nodded, “Mhmm. They are. It’s funny to think we were all like that once, able to adapt to changes and things. Wonder why we’re so different now.” A smile began to grow at the suggestion of planning something to meet up with her and her niece, and she nodded, “Aw, yes! We definitely need to do that, cause I’d love to see her too.” She stuck her tongue out for a moment, giving Em the thumbs down before laughing, “Well that’s a shame. Those stories can be fun to believe in, especially when you’re young.” Eyes widening, she sat forward a little in her chair, “School?! Already? Holy moly, that’s crazy. Soon she’ll be at college and looking for a full time job. And I don’t blame you, she’s growing up so fast.” “Nope, not for a while. The fact that I’ve been with Shaggy for over two years and you haven’t met him yet, is not a good thing, I definitely need friend’s approval. I mean, he’s a great guy, and I like to think my dad would’ve loved him, but you know what I mean.” At least she hoped she did. Laughing, she got up and moved over to rest against the counter, “Just with a bit of milk, nothing too special or fancy, thanks. So… how about you, do you have anyone special in your life right now?”

“Don’t give me ideas for more things to test out. Seriously, I really don’t need more projects to work on, I probably have a list up to here.” She held a hand up to just above her head, as though to demonstrate. “Seriously though, you can make canvas shoes resistant to water and chocolate sauce, so I’m sure that would help.” Not that chocolate sauce was necessarily a common thing to drop on shoes, but the point was more that it would stick all over them ordinarily. “I find it amazing how some people never seem to lose that ability. You know, those adults that can have their lives turned upside down and still somehow manage to get on with it?”

“She’d love it. She doesn’t exactly get visitors very often yet, so it’s a massive thing for her.” She gasped at Trill when she gave her the thumbs down, pretending to be offended for a moment. “Hey that’s not... nice.” She couldn’t keep that act up for even the whole sentence, and just ended up bursting into laughter by the end of it. “She still has a little to go before she’s old enough, but honestly I think she’s ready to start learning now. But I think she does that even sitting around at home.” Looking almost frightened by the idea, Em shook her head with a laugh. “Don’t talk about her starting college, I don’t think I can handle that idea for at least ten years.”

“Honestly I had no idea it’d been this long! Oh yeah, I’m sure your Dad would have loved him but I still totally need to do the whole judgy friend thing where I sit there and ask too many questions... Well, okay, maybe I wouldn’t do that too much but I still wanna meet him!” Em walked over to the fridge and got the milk before walking back to put some in the two cups. “Not right now. Doesn’t help that someone in my family always decides to fight with my boyfriends. I think I remember one getting shot in the leg. He was fine, but if that doesn’t break off a relationship then I don’t know what will.”

#[ I can totally see Em saying she had a girlfriend because 'well Dad you scared off all the guys!' ]#trilliumjones #c; emilia

trilliumjones:

“A second is all we need.” After all, time moved slowly when you played pretend, so they’d manage to get away just fine, and hopefully without the pretend pirate noticing them. Watching as Sab went to collect something, Trill noticed her pause, and moved a little closer to her friend curiously. “Oh. Ummm. Yes, I think so. Maybe we should move over there?” Pointing to another bush that was more towards the actual playground, she glanced at her friend to see if that would be safer.

"Well, now we have two things to throw. That means we have more time.” Sab pointed out, starting to creep around the bush they were hiding behind just slightly in order to get a better look at the ‘pirate’. Glancing at Trill she nodded, holding the ball close to avoid dropping it. “I don’t want it to go in front of a car on the road.” She admitted quietly, getting ready to move to the other bush. “Ready?”

#[ sorry my replies take so long but my internet connection doesn't like me!#but also the Marvel fandom is still going on about AoU and it kinda takes away all inspiration for these blogs ]#[ I could archive this one and make it fandomless though ]#[ like seriously every time I log in there is AoU hate and I feel bad for disagreeing with their interpretation of the movie ]#trilliumjones #c; sab

In 2004, Sheriff Stilinski was working the scene of a crash where a young psychic was trapped inside. Unable to get her free from the car, he held her hand until she died, despite her warnings for him to be with his wife.

Little did anyone know that shortly before her ‘death’ she’d been bitten by a vampire, the bite hidden due to the wreckage and the other blood from the crash. The power kept her alive and she turned, leaving the town to get used to what she’d become. Eight years later she found herself drawn to Beacon Hills in what could only be described as a fugue state one night due to the increased power of the Nemeton, and is now trying to wrap her head around the increased supernatural activity in the area, though that doesn’t mean she won’t try to make trouble of her own.

#teen wolf rp #tw rp #[ I have wanted this since I watched the episode which coincidentally was like a week ago because I'm way behind ]#[ this just reminded me so much of Sab so this became a thing because she totally fits the description ]#[ also yes her eyes are blue I forget my reasoning so just don't question it ]#blood tw #car crash tw #death tw #c; sab

swordmaidensif-blog

Why I don't reblog a lot of memes:

“My muse climbs into bed with y–”

“My muse spanks yo–”

“My muse kisses yours by surpri–”

“My muse walks in on yours undressi–”

“My muse climbs into the shower with y–”

#[ where is the lie? ]#{ outofthegarage }

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