A few days ago I reread pride and prejudice … and I said nah, let’s see
It’s not an Au of that story itself, but I found the context interesting
Cliche, they don’t like each other at first and then they end up falling in love.
Resume
Dean falls in love with Cass but her father had already committed her to someone else long before that they will get along, but nothing had ever been confirmed, that’s why she never told him about that and when he finds out they fight, the drama begins.
since he also fell in love with her. And in his anger and sadness he goes on a journey to never come back. Cass decides to start writing him letters, but you’re left alone in a drawer that Dean doesn’t want to open, he also did not want to receive Cass in person when she wanted to talk to him.
After a while the letters stopped arriving and thinking that it was because she had already married, he wanted to burn the letters, but at the last moment he opens them: Cass always was in love with him, and she wanted to stay with him and marry, even putting aside her father’s wishes.
So Dean decides to go back and go for Cass, but when he arrives it’s already too late.
She had not married the other man, on the contrary, she had no longer sent him letters because Cass had died in an epidemic that occurred in her city and instead of finding the love of his life again, ended up visiting a tombstone. End
I was playing around with the ideas of soft Nate smut last night and I decided to go for this rocking against each other clothed before doing anything actually and-
The Full Moon (A White Demon’s Love Song, Part 7.)
Series description: A new job was the reason you found yourself on a lonely road trip on the western coast, ending up in the woods of the Olympian Peninsula. Yet a sudden car malfunction was what cause your unplanned stay in Forks. To your surprise, there was a lot of sinister things going on under the veil of fog.
Part Summary: As the relationship between you and the grumpy shapeshifter finally moved on to the better ground, you knew you were now in the position to ask to see more of the magic that Quilete people could do.
A/N:Okay, okay, okay. I’m back and… Let’s get this bad boy running, shall we?
Jacob sat there in dead silence for a moment, before he looked back at you, just sitting there, chewing the meat and staring at him with a small smile. - “Are you sure that you’re in the right headspace? We can talk about this later if you want.” - At that, you furrowed. You’ve asked him to show you the wolf again. Okay, maybe, you’ve been making a fairground attraction out of his abilities and you weren’t afraid to tell it out loud, but you wanted to see the animal again. You were curious about seeing it. - “What are you after?” - You mumbled, taking another bite from your almost cold meal. Dear Lord, you’ve been sitting at the table for more than half an hour. - “You’ve hit your head, had a panic attack, fainted twice, and even though, you want to see it again. Don’t you have any sort of self-preservation instinct? Or do you just find it exciting to have your life threatened all the time?”
It was played out as a joke and you both grinned, you even let out a small laugh… But it was just reminding Jacob of her. How excited she was to discover the werewolves, that she was fond of learning more about them - more so, there was a short fascination phase. Funny, how things sometimes replayed the exact way it was before. - “Hey, look at it from my perspective. I’ve been living my whole life listening to fairytales and legends, myths, stories… And now, I’ve learned that some of them are real. Of course, I want to see it again.” - “It’s not a magic trick. It’s who I am, Y/N.” - Jacob looked you dead in the eyes to scare you off a bit, but it hadn’t made you even flinch. - “And I do respect that, Jacob.” - It was just a whisper, but the five words meant a whole lot.
You were telling him that you’re respecting this side of him and that you’re not scared anymore. Well, that you’re not scared of him, more so - which was fair, there was something way more malicious to be scared of. The cold ones, knowns also as the fricking vam-pi-res which you still couldn’t say out loud. And now, it was your conflict as well, whether you wanted to take part in it or not. You were there and you should accommodate real fast, or it’s going to cost a lot more than a slight concussion, two faintings, and obviously, making yourself an idiot out of yourself in front of fucking everyone. Which made you furrow. - “How do you even know I fainted twice and that I was acting like an idiot? You weren’t here - Seth was with me the whole time.” - “It’s going to get crazier than it already is… Do you want me to answer this one?” - Jacob furrowed and you nodded. - “Are you sure?” - He asked once more. Again, you nodded
Maybe you thought that you’re going crazy, Jacob couldn’t tell what was going through that head of yours. So far, it seemed that not that much was going on there. And so, he went for it. - “We can see, hear, and feel our thoughts. The members of the pack a 24/7 access to every thought that has ever gone through your head, every feeling that went through… They can see everything. It’s very uncomfortable and scary - but that’s how I know what was happening here.” - “Like all the time?” - “No, only when we shift and the person shifts around the same time.” - Wow. How many boobies did the werewolves have to see? How much of the action… Did they see? Sex was the last appropriate thought in a situation like this one - but it was the most natural one.
Once more, your face was looking like a frozen Windows XP program as you thought about all the dirty secrets they knew about eating others… Well, there weren’t any dirty secrets if they simply saw all of them, huh? That was one of the most fucked up things you’ve heard until that day. - “And can you like… Not share with them?” - You wondered after at least two-minutes-lasting silence. - “When you’re good at playing mind games or you’re a total asshole, constantly thinking about something unpleasant, theoretically, you can hide some of your memories… But trust me, we’ve been in each other’s heads for enough of a long time. Mind games start to bore you to death after some time.” - “But it’s better than seeing someone bending Betty from the gas station over a table, ain’t it? I’m sorry, but I can’t stand the bare thought of seeing my friends… Doing stuff. Yuck.” - At that, Jacob snickered - which fluidly translated to a burst of happy laughter. - “I’m talking years of being in each other’s heads. Not just… Weeks or months. No matter how hard you’d try to conceal everything, there’s always a small moment of vulnerability, which can tell others everything, especially when you imprint. Then you don’t care about how the miserable singles perceive your all-day projection of a happy relationship.” - Jacob mumbled then, his expression coldening at the end of his statement.
Again, there was this hint of sadness and the other Jacob taking over the wheel, steering the ship for now. Yet now, you were to jump straight into the sadness. - “Come again? Imprinting? And what’s that about?” - You asked, reminding him that most of this is all news for you. You’ve never been inside the consciousness of the pack - you never saw Quil constantly gushing over his precious Claire, or before, you couldn’t hear Sam thinking of Emily. At the start, it was sweet, but occasionally, it started to feel like flexing on the members who hadn’t found the one yet. - “That’s another form of slavery we, as the werewolves, participate in.” - Jacob tried to joke around, but the tone of his voice gave him in. - “Okay, I’m ready to hear about that.”
It wasn’t making Jacob easy to talk about the imprinting, trying to explain it to someone - again. But he did. He talked about endless love where the wolf had no choice but to listen to the damn calling of his imprintee. He couldn’t leave, he couldn’t just stop loving them, the wolves had no choice in this matter. It was one of the most unfair and disgusting, weird things you’ve heard about that evening. But it made you think… Maybe this was why Jacob was so sour about Bella all the time. He imprinted - and she just let his trust go, becoming a vampire. She let him suffer, alone and unwanted. - “Did it…” - “No.” - Jacob answered before you’ve even finished your question. So that wasn’t what happened either - but you were positive that something similar to it had happened. The idea simply haunted you - how would it feel to fall for someone without choosing to do so? Without any reasoning?
On the other hand, it must’ve been extremely freeing. Not to think about doing right and wrong, just to do as your head tells you to - to love, admire and care for a person until the point it almost kills you, not to put yourself and your feelings in the first place… Damn. It had pros and cons. - “Okay.” - You said when you’ve settled all the ideas inside your head. - “When we’ll be doing it? I mean, when you’re going to show me?” - Well, you certainly weren’t fucking around. There was no question about IF Jake’s going to show you, the question asked was starting with WHEN. On one hand, you’ve had the right to know more about it. On the other hand, it was none of your fucking business - especially with the vampires lurking around Forks.
And as usual for Jacob, he chooses the less logical solution. - “Tonight. I have a watch over the Ozette lake and I’m supposed to be alone there. Also, it’s not probable for the leeches to track us out there.” - Jacob was never the best with making good decisions, that was the first thing going on there. The second matter was that Jacob was sure you’d follow him into the woods - and if you’d drop dead again, Seth couldn’t be the prince to rescue this time. The third thing about this situation was that it would be most likely the best solution, for a few days, to stick with one of the wolves. The trackers hadn’t come across the few drops you’ve let in the forest when you banged your forehead into a damn root - they’d surely soon do so since it was quite smelly.
Now, when you were on board with everything, it also wasn’t so crazy to ask you about borrowing a t-shirt from you. Sure, other boys and mainly Sam won’t be too happy with how much did Jacob tell you - yet it was better than you walking around without having any clue. He could leave out some parts, for sure, but why would he do so? He was in a fucking shitty situation - no way in hell would he be pretending that everything on the planet is a-ok. - “Okay.” - You chimed happily. Suddenly, you whipped folds with papers on the table, working as you ate the last crumpets on your plate. - “Also, there’s this one problem.” - “The money doesn’t add up? ” - Jacob asked back, his eyes glued to the TV. - “No, I’m just almost done with all the papers I was able to find there. You don’t have the business for too long, do you?
At this, another bit of the conversation was started - Jacob told you how he got the old workshop from a mechanic who was too old to keep up. Of course, he paid something for the business, but it was more of a symbolic amount of money than a huge sum. Jacob also started to keep the record about all the gigs he has taken since he started to work as the new mechanic; yet despite his best tries, he was a messy person - your help was heavily appreciated in this field. This start-up was just what Jacob needed to leave La Push. He was still spending some time at the weekend in there with his dad, Seth, and his other friends, but now, he was trying to get through life on his own.
He dreamt about going on a vacation to somewhere where it’s always sunny and warm, but he was still saving up for the dreamy trip of his life. Which, as you guessed, wasn’t going too well. Jacob, being the good-willed idiot, was trying to help the needy people who couldn’t afford to pay that much for a mechanic and there was a lot of small amounts of money he just… Let go. Just like with you, with Mrs. Peterson, and a ton of other people. So… He was most likely to spend his whole damn life in Forks. - "Yeah, but I mean… I will be done soon. What should I do when all the papers are sorted?” - You asked when the story was ended. - “Well, since you still have a debt, you might as well help me with the gigs, I suppose. Tomorrow, I have one in Sappho and then two cars in La Push, I think. And a routine check-up at the station… And then your car.” - Jacob started to count on his fingers, naming every gig he had written into his calendar. - “I don’t know anything about cars. And you’ve told me that you’re gonna do something to me if I even get close to one of your cars. The cars don’t like me either, just to let you know.” - At that, Jacob laughed into the back of his palm. - “I’ll be there and I’ll show you your way around the cars, I swear. You won’t be letting anyone’s car blow up on my watch.” - And there, it was the start of something so-called a friendship.
As Jacob promised, it could be around 8 p.m. as you both climbed into the tank he called a car. He made sure you’ve made yourself some hot tea and put it into a Thermo cup, some food, he so made you take your jacket and his raincoat just to be sure you won’t feel cold. The whole ride to the unknown was quiet, yet in a nice way. You’ve been shifting on your seat expectedly, watching your surroundings. There were woods as far as you could see, nothing but deep and dark woods. Suddenly, Jacob turned off the engine and looked at you. You’ve been in the middle of literal nowhere, yet Jacob was sure you’re just where you’ve been supposed to be. - “Well, come on, we’re here.” - The man smiled sadly. He was playing out the worst scenarios inside his mind for the last ten minutes and he was just praying you wouldn’t fain when he’d show his wolf form to you. - “We’ll be walking for half an hour,” - “In this pitch-black night? Are you out of your mind?” - At that weak argument, Jacob snickered quite happily.
“I forgot you can’t see that well in the dark.” - The man scratched the nape of his neck as he looked around. - “But you’ll be just fine, trust me. Let’s go.” - With a quite loud clap, he ventured to the forest head first, not waiting for what you wanted to do. Unexpectedly, you stood still at the trunk of his car while the wildest thoughts raced through your mind. That man told you, just mere hours ago, that there are vam-pi-res somewhere in the woods and now he wanted you to wander somewhere behind him, orienting only through the sounds of his heavy footsteps… Jacob was surely half-insane, you were one hundred percent sure of that. Suddenly, said crazy man popped his head on the other side of the trunk, making you squirm in fear. First, you ducked and tried to hide, but then, your mind clicked as your brain realized it’s only Jacob
“Holy mother of shit.” - The curse made Jacob grin, but he didn’t say a single word as he leaned his elbows to the sides of the said trunk. - “I swear to God that I’ll have a heart attack if you keep fucking around with me. You scared me to death.”
“What are you so scared about? I’ve heard everyone looks better in the dark, Y/N, which makes me the best looking man in all of the Forks and La Push.” - At that argument, a wide grin appeared on your face. Sure, you still were a bit tense, but as of now, Jacob’s presence was calming you down… Which was a thing you thought you’d never say out loud. In the end, he was one grumpy and scary package. As of now, he was tall as a mountain and pretty well-built as far as you could judge; said man could also turn into a wolf at will, so it was a win-win situation. You had to be safe with him even if you didn’t want to. - “Debatable.” - It was not much more than a silent mumble when you answered Jacob. - “Come on. Don’t be a sissy, nothing bad can happen to you. I can’t smell anything inhuman in here. You’re safe.”
To be absolutely exact, Jacob couldn’t smell anything other than you. Not that you’d be smelly or smelling funny, your smell was just outrageously strong, even in an opened, windy space. But he was sure that if any leech would be lurking around, he’d either see or smell them. - “Sissy?” - Was the answer you came up with, leaving the safe space behind the trunk. With never-before-seen confidence, you walked up to the edge of the woods, quite literally pulling your sleeves up in the process. - “You called me a sissy? Well, young man, you just outdo yourself. I’m no sissy.” - And just like that, you stumbled to the pitch-black dark forest, walking a few steps forward between mossy, cold trees. At first, you still knew Jake’s right behind to watch each of the steps you made, yet as the time passed by, the silence was growing louder and louder.
You’ve made it a few feet into the woods before you realized that you, in fact, were a total sissy. As you walked out of the edge again, you could now see Jacob resting his back on the side of his car, watching you with a small, daring smile. - “I gave you a minute before you walk back out. You impressed me with your time of a minute and fifteen seconds.” - “Oh, fuck off. A forest is a freaky place when you can’t see even a foot away from you. I almost hit a tree with my forehead.” - With a sigh, you caught the straps of your backpack in your palms and looked at him. - “Well, lucky for you, I have a plan B.”
First, you didn’t know what he was doing - the man kneeled in front of you while showing you his back, waiting for you to do something. What you were supposed to do was in no way clear to you, to be honest. - “Are you climbing on it or not?” - Jacob asked impatiently after almost a minute of getting his knees wet. Were you doing… What? What did the man just ask you to do? To climb on his back? Well, who were you not to deliver?
With all the concentration you had in you and with the best skill you could have while wearing two thick jackets, you climbed on his back, making sure you were holding to his shoulders as firmly as you could. At first, it seemed to be working - with little to no actual force, Jacob walked at least half a mile with you on his back. The only problem was your ass slowly slipping down with each step he took. And suddenly…
“Oh, loca. Did you hurt yourself?” - As soon as Jacob heard a loud wet thud, he knew you’ve fallen directly on your ass. Yeah, it did hurt a little, but it was nothing you wouldn’t walk off pretty easily. - “No, I think I’m good, it’s basically nothing.” - A mutter along with a sharp curse word left your lips as you tried to pick yourself hard. And you needed to say that it wasn’t the easiest task when you couldn’t see more than one and a half feet from you. Jacob watched you trying to find a tree nearby with a smirk on his face before he actually bowed down and made sure to pick you up bridal style.
“I can walk on my own, Jesus Christ, Black! I’m heavy!” - A quiet squirm hit Jacob’s ears as he started running with you in his arms as if you were nothing but air. Even though you started to wiggle a bit to show you’re not consenting to be carried, the man could hear your heart slowly calming down. Just like that, you felt very safe. - “We can talk about that once you start walking properly. You women really need to work on your marches, let me tell you that.” - Jacob answered while making his way forward as if you weren’t even there. - “It’s hard to walk when you can’t see for your dear life.” - Was the last mutter you left out before curling up closer to the warmth he radiated as you tried to find a better position for yourself to relieve both him and you.
Jacob remembered the forest trail to lake Ozette from the back of his head. During the day, the place could be lovely when any leeches were around - it was a huge body of water laying as far as an eye could see, some shores were beachy, some of them were covered in reeds. When the summer was warm enough, it was one of Jake’s favorite spots to take a swim at along with the boys, especially when they decided they are bored of cliff diving for now. As he thought about that, there were many beautiful spots around Washington the guides didn’t talk about and which you definitely had to see for yourself - just like that one meadow high up in the mountains, or the canyon cutting the edge between Quileute and Cullen territory. There was just something simply magical about these spots.
It took him a moment to form the right kind of sentence before he started talking. Which, let’s be honest, kinda freaked you out - the man was running around a pitch-black forest with you in his arms and nothing more than jean shorts and a plain t-shirt on, barefoot, let you add and he still found to breath to talk to you amidst all of that. - “You know, if we survive all of this in good health…” - Jacob started carefully. It was meant as a joke, but seeing your eyes widen in horror made him realize this wasn’t funny to you. - “I mean, when all this is over, because, we will destroy those leeches and that’s a promise, I think I have some secret spots for you that you might want to see.” - “But… What about my car? Won’t it be long repaired by then?” - Ouch. It was a good question, but it hurt the good-hearted Jacob right in the feels; this time, the mean, grumpy guy wasn’t in charge.
Yes, he should focus on repairing your car as quickly as he was capable of just to get you out of Forks for good. As a reward, he wouldn’t feel the heavy responsibility for another human being who was fully dependant on him and his pack in this scenario. On the other hand… - “What if we don’t get the right parts, huh? I think you should start to prepare for prolonging your stay in Forks and by all means, you should find yourself a good part-time job. Newtons always look for a part-time worker.” - Even if you could see just a sheer glimpse of his teeth, you knew he was basically smiling from ear to ear.
“Jacob Black, you’re one of the best mechanics I’ve seen,” - Wow. That was a huge compliment. Yet, then the second part of the sentence came to play and it ruined the nice thing completely. - “Truth is, I have seen like… One mechanic working. But you seem to be great at what you’re doing and with your love for classic cars, there’s no way in hell you wouldn’t get my Beetle working.” - “You meant do say the wreck, didn’t you?” - “Oh, fuck you. No more compliments for you, you get cocky too easily.” - To keep you in the headspace of winning that small quarrel, Jacob didn’t say a word throughout the rest of the way. It wasn’t much longer a mere five minutes later when something very bright hit your eyes.
Oh, it was the moon. It made sense - no clouds were in the sky, it was clear and you’ve also been miles away from the nearest small town. Here, as it reflected in the masses of water, the moon looked as big as never before. When Jacob put you down, you didn’t wait for a signal that the proximity of Ozette if vam-pi-re free and just walked to the meadow surrounding it. As it was to be expected, it was cold as hell - there was a huge mass of water in front of you and the wind was blowing; yet your eyes were basically glued to the big, grey, shiny ball on the sky. - “I told you there are some secret spots you might enjoy.” - Black grinned as he pressed something to your hand. At first, you just nodded with your mouth opened as you were unable to look away, yet as soon as you realized you’re holding a piece of cloth, it hit you - Jacob walk walking back to the edge of the forest’s edge, unzipping his jean shorts. It was happening.
With a soft thud, you took down your backpack and turned head first towards the spot the man disappeared at. Nothing more than a splashing of water and soft howling of the wind could be heard, yet you knew exactly what was happening. And when it happened, the sound reminded you of a quiet, strange explosion, you knew that this time, you’ve been perfectly prepared for what was waiting for you hidden just ten feet away from the nearest tree.
This time, when you saw it, you hadn’t fainted. In fact, you stood perfectly still and watched the majestic animals slowly walking towards you.
Shout out to @elle-chatand@faceworthy for watching naruto with me yesterday! I can proudly say I got roughly half a chapter done, so watching really does help my productivity! (*•̀ᴗ•́*)و ̑̑
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THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU WHY WOULD ANYONE WANT TO DO THIS?????
SUMMON EVERY DEMON
HAVE A PARTY
????
JUST FUCKING DO IT
oh oh oh , I wanna do this. Get in the middle of like a gym. Paint a massive demon trap. Summon them all. be like okay, here’s the deal. Whoever lives. we let go. one, two, three…go.
@gliphyartfan tell me if I’m being annoying but I had an idea smack me across the face and ask me to call it a parental figure.
Somehow the mafia chain find out that (y/n) is needing money for her classes cue them being distressed cause they cant just send her money cause thats werid. I mean yeah its money but where the fuck did it come from and ‘do I have an old rich creeper or some shit. No. Shut down.’ So they cant. Thier goddess should be taken care of an not have to worry about anything. Let then take care of and worship you. Not to mention that their darling baby is a strong independant person who wants to do things on thier own. Respect.
What are our boys to do?
Well Time manipulatesarranges for her to wind up working at one of thier front businesses. The safest, easiest, job for her. Is it a made up position. Maybe. Does it pay way too much for what work she is doing. Probably. But its on the up and up.
Cue the boys making sure she doesnt catch wind of anything going on. Bullying any employee until they know she is to not know anything or its thier head on a platter.
The boys now have ready access to thier Goddess…..
That’s a really good idea!
(Who said you’re annoying me??? I’ll smack them with a fish!!! I’ll always enjoy additions to my aus! That’s the best thing you could give me!)
Maybe she kept it her family because she never wanted to burden them.
Surprise school fees? Maybe she decided to take more courses? Who knows, but she needs work and in a college area? Work is hard to come by.
So it would have to be close enough that she can get there in time from school while also having time for studying.
Plus she would want to save for the future. (Not that she would need to anytime soon with the boys around.)
She lives away from home so she would have to pay rent too. So a sudden debt would make her need to work.
And what a surprise that she gets a job that does everything she needs???
A bit of work cause she would be suspicious if it were TOO good to be true but it’s worth it for the benefits.
Plot twist: since it would still be when they first made contact with her, she wouldn’t be known by the chain’s men. So imagine her 'boss’ (one of Time’s men) deciding to treat her awful.
I won’t continue that line of thought but we all know how it ends for the ex-subordinate~!
Character: Kyubae the bae’st bae of all aka Kyubei
The key of chapter 11.1 was (Romantic/Dramatic):
+4/+2
+2/+4
+4/+4
Recap: Kyubei and I escaped Kichou and Motonari but we aren’t safe yet. Though our feelings are out in the open Kyubei still needs to hide as the forces are after him.
OMW AND THE SNEK APPEARS! also i freaken cant believe i missed this! EVEN SOFTER THAN THE LAST! gaaaaaaah my heart❤️❤️☺️☺️☺️ //melts ☺️☺️☺️☺️☺️ ohhh my i am a sucker for fluff and this lil piece is packed with the best!❤️❤️ blushing and swooning so early in the morning should be illegal
Ninjago: Crystalized first twelve episode descriptions, courtesy of FranceTVPro!
According to the site, the first 6 will be airing between June 6th to 10th, whilst 7-12 will be airing between June 13th to 17th! Also, the season will have thirty episodes as guessed!
I think I’ve been too horny on here, because all of the “based on your likes” posts are like the most hardcore, aggressively sexual shit you have ever seen
Never done one before, but long story short it was a spur of the moment type thing and I wanted to make a cookie run generator that was deeper than just (Name/gender/rarity/eye color) cause like those are super sexy, but I’m lazy and want more info to design a character easier akdnwjfjqjf
So tadaaaaaa
Here’s a cookie run oc generator that’s open ended enough that you can make the design whatever the fuck you want it to be, but get an idea on what the actual character is like instead.
I’m extremely new to this SO PLEASE tell me if you see anything that looks weird, is just a lame prompt, suggestions, criticisms, etc the whole shebang. Yknow the drill hehe
Idk if anyone will ever use this but tada it’s here now
my man colin looked at penelope like finn wolfhard looks at roles about bi/gay coded boys who are tragically in love with their best friends and people dare to say they have no chemistry whatsoever smh
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