♡ I THINK THAT POSSIBLE, MAYBE... I’M FALLING FOR YOU, an ivan & glenda mix ♡
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01. THE CAVE de mumford & sons ( it’s empty in the valley of your heart. the sun, it rises slowly as you walk away from all the fears and all the faults you’ve left behind […] and i’ll find strength in pain and i will change my ways. i’ll know my name as it’s called again. )
02. TAKE ME SOMEWHERE NICE de mogwai ( ghosts in the photograph never lie’d to me. i’d be all of that. )
03. ISN’T SHE LOVELY? de anthem lights ( isn’t she lovely? isn’t she wonderful? isn’t she precious? less than one minute old i never thought through love we’d be makin’ one as lovely as she. )
04. GOODBYE ENGLAND de laura marling ( you were so smart then in your jacket and coat. my softest red scarf was warming your throat, winter was on us […] i wrote my name in your book, only god knows why, and i bet you that he cracked a smile & i’m clearing all the stuff out of my room, trying desperately to figure out what it is that makes me blue and i wrote an epic letter to you. )
05. WHEN YOU’RE SMILING de louis armstrong ( when you’re smiling, when you’re smiling, the whole world smiles with you. when you’re laughing, when you’re laughing, the sun comes shining through […] i used to worry, i used to hurry. each time it started to rain, now i see light. learned wrong from right. )
06. FALLING IN LOVE IN A COFFEE SHOP de landon pigg ( i think that possibly, maybe i’m falling for you. yes, there’s a chance that i’ve fallen quite hard over you. i’ve seen the paths that your eyes wander down, i want to come too. i think that possibly, maybe i’m falling for you. no one understands me quite like you do. through all of the shadowy corners of me. )
07. MELTING de kali uchis ( melting like an ice cream when you smile. melting, you’re a daydream. stay a while. )
08. MAKE YOU MINE de public ( put your hand in mine. you know that i want to be with you all the time. you know that i won’t stop until i make you mine. you know that i won’t stop until i make you mine. until i make you mine. )
09. I DARE YOU de the regrettes ( i never wanted to get too close to you but now it looks like i’m getting too close to you. my mom tries to catch me but i know all the backstreets […] there’re stains on your sweater. you think you know better but you’re a child, and it’s kinda wild. that you’re the one that brings the sun. i can’t seem to sleep and i feel my pulse beating. don’t wanna keep all my control. but you’re the one that brings the sun. )
10. YOU REALLY GOT A HOLD ON ME de she & him ( i don’t like you but i love you, seems that i’m always thinking of you. oh, oh, oh you treat me badly, i love you madly. you’ve really got a hold on me. )
11. LET ME TOUCH YOUR FIRE de a r i z o n a ( i’ve got a cold, heart, cold hands. make you want to be where i am, if you only knew my plans. oh, if you only knew who i am. normally, i’d break your heart. i’d love every minute, tear you apart. late at night i lie awake just thinking about your pretty face. )
12. STARING de tripling rock ( alright now, are you on my side. how i’ve got a secret to tell you, ‘cause i know that you haven’t heard. but what if i told you just how much i need you. i’ve got some news to tell you. do you need me too? you got me staring like a fool, yeah. )
13. SOMETHING CHANGED de pulp ( why did you touch my hand and softly say “stop asking questions that don’t matter anyway. just give us a kiss to celebrate here today” something changed […] that in a matter of hours we’d change the way we were going. where would i be now, where would i be now if we’d never met? )
14. FIRST LOVE / LATE SPRING de mitski ( so please hurry leave me. i can’t breathe. please don’t say you love me […] tell me “don’t”, so i can crawl back in […] yet now i find i’ve grown into a tall child. )
15. I’VE BEEN ALONE TOO LONG de soko ( thought i saw your face at the end of the alley. it was dark but somewhat pretty just like everything i see, except you were there glowing, your body was floating off the ground. thought i’d come running, try to catch you while i can but i never seen such beauty and i stood there paralyzed. i swear i saw an angel but i was too weak to come closer, blinded by its glow and before i knew it faded […] so come to me angel and i swear i’ll make a move. it’s way too dark out here and i need your glow to glow. i need your glow to glow. )
16. I HATE YOU I LOVE YOU de russian red ( i hate you but i love you. i just can’t take how beautiful you are, i hate to say this but my eyes go blind. i hate you but i love you. my favourite song becomes a healing sign, i hate to say this ‘cause my heart goes blind. )
17. I LIKE YOU de dandelion hands ( i am scared to say i miss you. last time i had you i should have kissed you. these feelings fester up inside but how could i deny these butterflies […] i like you, i like you, i like you and i hope you like me too. you’ve been there through all i’ve been through. kept me sane and held my hand too. the way you make me feel alright, so how could i deny your lips on mine. )
18. I THINK I’M IN LOVE de kat dahlia ( you ask me how i feel i say nothing but lately colors seems so bright. and the stars light up the night, my feet they feel so light. i’m ignoring all the signs i keep on frontin’. they ask they bluffin’. i keep you wondering, keep you hunting for my lovin’. but i crave us hugging, yeah, stay stubborn 'cause i can’t admit that you got all the strings and know just how tug 'em […] my heart’s pacing. i’m confused i’m dazing. i saw something i never seen in you it’s got me shaking. i must be hallucinating. i hear it happens, i’m just saying. )
19. COLD NIGHTS de camo columbo ( out there in these cold nights, i’m not the kid i used to be like. don’t wanna sleep, let me be your guide. make memories, holding you tight. )
20. IS THIS LOVE de corinne bailey rae ( i wanna love you, i wanna love. love and treat, love and treat you right. i wanna love you every day and every night. we’ll be together with a roof over our heads. we’ll share the shelter of my single bed. we’ll share the same room. is this love, is this love, is this love. is this love that i’m feelin’? that i’m feelin’. )
╰ ❄ feliz navidad y año nuevo, andy.
—; de: joa ( @finnstaar )
—; para: andy ( @thegoldenflowerr )
Tuve muchísima suerte que me tocaras y de verdad tardé en decidirme que hacer porque me encanta Glenda así que las posibilidades eran infinitas. Pero, obviamente, decidí hacer un mix de Glivan porque es una ship que tengo en mi corazón, que siempre me va a gustar & decidí hacerlo en honor a ellos. En la portada Ivan esta en b&n porque obviamente Glenda representa el solecito en su vida. En la parte trasera quise poner esa fotito recordando la vez que ella lo llevó a la playa. Decidí enfocar la playlist cuando Ivan comienza a darse cuenta de sus sentimientos y va evolucionando, aka un revoltijo pero en fin, deseo que al fin sean felices & tengan hijitos.
Gracias por ser mi amiga un año más, mi vida es preciosa porque estás en ella.
Chinga tu madre,
— joanna. 🎅
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20 Questions Tag
I got tagged by @rainyau!! Like,, a long while ago tho,, sorry i’m only just now getting to it lol, it seems i’m slow at doing a lot of things unfortunately qwq
Thank you for tagging me though!!!!!!! u v u <3
Okiedoo, let’s get started lmao;
Name: Nichelle (m’ real name lol)
Nicknames: Shelly!!!
Zodiac: Libra
Height: Last I checked it was either 5′6 or 5′7
Orientation: Demisexual
Favorite fruit: Pretty much everything but raspberries (But,, I like watermelon, strawberries and pears mainly!)
Favorite season: Spring or Autumn! Though I’m leaning more towards Autumn because Spring time is also HAY-FEVER TIME!!! q w q ;;
Favorite book: Sad to say, but I haven’t read a proper book in years lol, so I don’t have a strong opinion :’> last book i touched was a huge ass official zelda artbook that my friend got for my birthday haha
Favorite Flower: I wanna say Australian wattle, but I think that counts more as a plant than a flower (but it smells so nice!!) but i guess bluebells and poppies are cute too!
Favorite scent: I like the scent of wattle plants and blossoms lol,, also i randomly like the smell of lynx body spray?? its nice lmao
Favorite color: Bright pastel blues and greens :>
Favorite animal: Honestly if more than half of you all don’t know by now, I’ll be very disappointed lol (The answer is penguins)
Then again, my irl doggo lovin’ friend is making me love doggos more and more; not as much as penguins tho but they’re a close second i’d imagine :’>
Coffee | tea | hot cocoa: I like tea!!! Hot cocoa (chocolate???) is nice to have from time to time too, but I can’t stand coffee very well qwq;;
Average sleep hours: On days where I have class I sleep at like 10-11 so I can wake up at 6-7,, so like,,, 7 hours roughly??
however, when i dont have class my schedule is all over the place lol
Cat or dog person: Dogs definitely lol, as stated above ^^
Favorite fictional character: You cannot make me pick one, u just can’t
Fire Emblem; Hinoka, Felicia, M!Robin (And Female too lol), Palla, Forsyth
BNHA; Iida, Kirishima, Mina
One Piece; Trafalgar Law, Penguin, Nami, Vivi, Perona, Jewellery Bonney
There’s billions more from other anime/games but I won’t keep yall here forever
Number of blankets you sleep with: Like three lol, that becomes a trial during summer because even though it gets hot as hell i refuse to sleep without them because i don’t want ghosts to grab my leggy
Dream trip: No where to be specific, but I’d love to travel and meet all my kind and lovely online friends in person; that’s always been a wild and fun dream that i’ve had in my mind qwq
Blog created: No idea about the exact date; but I think I created this blog at least two years ago lol
Number of followers: 234, half of them are probably pornbots :’^)
Random fact: I have a birthmark on the side of my neck! Nearly everyone I’ve ever known has asked if I got ‘sunburned’ or something lmao
Now,, I’ll attempt to tag 20 people
(but if yall have been tagged already; feel free to just ignore me lol)
@summonersequelsideblog @dryde @anderwelt @jemtoka @pastatoast @partridgeduelist @some-ylissean-tactician @luna-reverie @pormhub @compulsivelyal @antonero2016 @noirneko @the-creative-vault @orangidays @oreowarrior @arikentsia @tonaku @the-kat-of-fates @melodysonota @houmatsunokioku
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Private Lives Chapter Twelve
Title: Private Lives Chapter Twelve
Author: Kat
Reader Gender: Female (Y/N Hastings)
Word Count: ~2300
Series Summary: Jensen Ackles is an incredible actor. You’re taking a break from being a doctor to figure out what to do with your life. When your worlds crash together, what secrets will be revealed?
Warnings: This fic will have feels, okay? It’s going to be a drama.
Chapter Warnings: Talk of spousal abuse
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A/N: This chapter took a long time to get out and I am sorry for that, but I hope you like this surprise chapter! I’ve been extremely busy between work, wedding planning, and doctors visits trying to figure out what is wrong, but I have been thinking of you ALL! Much love and please enjoy!
ADDITIONAL NOTE: Thank you to all who submitted names to me. The two names chosen were Oliver and Laurel!
Character: Jensen Ackles
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“Thanks, Mom!” I yelled, darting forward and wrapping my arms around Y/N. Suddenly I realized what I had said and my heart started pounding in my chest.
I pulled away and looked between Dad and Y/N nervously. At that moment, Gen, Jared, Tom and Shep came in.
“It smells wonderful!” Gen said happily.
Y/N turned toward them and managed a weak, “Thanks, Gen!”
I rushed behind her and ran out of the kitchen quickly, my heart still beating rapidly. Tears filled my eyes as I reached the stairs. I ran up the stairs, tripped on the landing of the second floor and stayed on my knees, trying to sort out my feelings.
Voices from the first floor drifted up. It was Y/N and Dad. I moved so I was sitting against the wall and listened, even though I knew the conversation was supposed to be private.
“A dog?!” Dad snapped in a half whisper. “Don't you think it would have been a good idea to talk about it first?”
“Talk about what, Jensen? He just wants a dog,” Y/N said, sounding annoyed.
“A dog that will eat, and need walked, and will tear up the house, and bark, and needs its shit cleaned up. That's a big fucking decision, Y/N!” The whisper had risen a few notes at the end. My eyes grew wide as I realized this was turning into a full-blown argument. I hadn't meant to cause a fight.
“Jensen. It's a dog. Thatcher needs a companion when you're gone and I'm working twelve hour days. The rest falls into place! Why is this such a big deal?” Y/N snapped back.
“Because it's MY son and it's a big decision! I think I should have some say!”
“Jensen, I think you’re overreacting just a little!”
I readied myself in case I needed to step in. Jensen was my dad, but I also wasn't going to let him hurt Y/N.
“I’m not the one making huge decisions all by myself!” His voice had risen even more. Y/N’s response was so soft I had to strain to hear her.
“I didn’t think it would matter too much since you’re gone most of the year and I’d be the one taking care of it. In case you hadn’t noticed, YOUR son could use a friend!”
I could hear Y/N stalk back down the hallway and then the slamming of the door that led to the garage. Slowly, I walked down the stairs. Jensen- Dad- was still standing near the bottom of the stairs. I didn't know what to say.
“Dad?” The word still felt strange on my tongue. The only other man I'd ever called Dad was Dominick, my mother’s boyfriend when I was about seven. Mom and Dominick had forced me to call him Dad. He was a terrible man.
Dad jumped, startled, and turned towards me.
“I'm sorry,” I pleaded, not sure what else to say.
“No, don't-don't be sorry. You just startled me,” he said, wiping a hand across his face. He looked stressed.
“No. No, I mean- I didn't mean to cause you to fight,” I whispered, finding an interesting spot on the ground to look at.
“Hey, now,” he said, I felt his hand on my shoulder. He waited a moment, “look at me, Kiddo.” I looked up. Dad looked so concerned and it made me feel even worse.
“I'm sorry,” I said lamely, feeling tears pricking my eyes again. I felt so ridiculous and I willed the tears away. That just seemed to make them worse.
“Come here, Thatch,” Dad said, wrapping his arms around me and pulling me into a strong hug. “Us fighting is not your fault, okay? It's mine.”
“I just-” My throat closed and cut off my words.
“Love you very much, Thatch. Don't worry about me and Y/N, we’ll be okay.”
I broke from the hug and ran upstairs to my room. I felt overwhelmed and confused. Things here with Jensen- Dad- all love and hugs and everything is okay. I sat down on the floor, back against the side of my bed. I wrapped my arms around my middle for comfort like I used to when I was younger. The door opened a crack and Dad stuck his head in.
“You okay? You seem rattled.”
I started to nod, but then shook my head, not wanting to lie.
“I'm just not used to it,” I mumbled. He walked the rest of the way into the room and sat down on the floor next to me.
“You wanna talk about it?” He asked, somewhat uncomfortably. I remained silent for a couple minutes, gathering my thoughts in my head.
“When I turned like seven, my mom was dating this guy, his name was Dominick. He was her drug dealer and they decided to get together like a few months before. They fought constantly. Everyone here is so happy and they work together.
Anyway, so I'm supposed to be having a small party, Mom’s making a cake and Dominick comes in, high as a kite, screaming that Mom’s been screwing the next door neighbor, Colin. So mom starts screaming back, they're yelling back and forth. Finally, he grabs her and just wraps his hand around her throat, choking her. Right in front of me. That's how conflict was handled back home.”
“Jesus Christ,” Dad sighed.
“They made me call him Dad.”
“Did he ever hurt you? Like-like that?”
“Not really,” I muttered, looking away. “I didn't mean to call her ‘Mom,’ it just kind of slipped out.”
“I know. I'm pretty sure Y/N knows, too. It's okay Thatcher-”
“How can you keep saying that?” I asked, anger building up suddenly. “It's not okay!”
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I sat in the cafeteria, at the table nearer to the teachers, by myself. Usually, a few of the other misfits would join me, but I was pretty sure they were outside passing a joint around.
“Hey,” a girl’s voice broke my concentration on the plate of sloppy joes and nachos that was in front of me. I looked up and saw Brie- at least I thought that was her name- standing near me.
Brie was fairly nice, but never seemed to have a clique or group she hung out with. She just seemed to float in the background as far as I could tell. She had short brown hair, that was shaved shorter on one side and brown eyes that matched her hair.
“Can I sit?” She asked, indicating the seat across from mine.
“Uh, yeah, sure,” I nodded, a little uncertain. She set down her folder and tray, then slid into the folding chair. We are in silence for a few minutes before she spoke again.
“I know your secret,” she whispered, grinning slyly at me.
“Wha-” I looked up at her in shock, taken by surprise.
She flipped open her folder to reveal a photo taken of Dad, Y/N and I getting off the plane from Alabama. There was no mistaking who Dad was. Or me for that matter. I looked absolutely miserable in the photo. I guess it would have been normal; I had just found out my real mom was dead. I swallowed hard.
“Please don't tell,” I whispered. “Put it away!”
I reached over and flipped her folder closed, looking around to see if there was anyone nearby.
“So it IS you,” she giggled. “Why isn't your last name Ackles then?”
“Because my last name is hyphenated,” I snapped, angry at this girl for asking stupid questions. “My dad dropped off his last name so no one would find out!”
“Yo!” It was Miles and his group of friends. I groaned inwardly. He spoke again when he reached the end of our table. “Better be careful around Thatch, I heard he killed a kid at his last school and they expelled him.”
I rolled my eyes, but people had turned around to pay attention. Whispers had started.
“Oh, shut your mouth Miles, you don't even know what school he came from!” Brie huffed.
I stared at her.
“Whateva. Anyway, Thatch, is it true that your mom dumped you here with your dad?”
I looked away from him and clenched my fists.
“Come on, Thatch, it's okay,” he said sarcastically. “You can share with us that your mommy didn't love you enough to stick around.”
“You gonna cry, Thatch?” One of the other kids said snidely.
“Why don't you guys shut up?!” Brie snapped.
“Something wrong here?” It was Mr. Lexington.
“No, sir,” Miles said. “We were just asking Thatch how he came to be with us.”
Suddenly, my anger and sadness boiled over and I turned and said loudly enough for everyone to hear, “My mom killed herself, okay?! Please fucking excuse me if I'm not quite over that yet!”
Then I shoved away from the table, ignoring everyone's shocked looks, and walked out. I didn't really know where I was headed, but I stormed down the hallway, fuming.
I saw the library and veered in. A young looking woman sat behind the large desk, reading a book and eating some yogurt out of a bowl. She looked up at me when I walked in.
“Can I help you?” She asked.
“Nonfiction?” My voice wavered slightly.
She pointed to my right.
“All the way at the end, take a right and go to the end.”
“Thanks,” I whispered and walked in that direction.
Once I got to the nonfiction corner, I grabbed the first book that caught my eye and threw myself into a chair. I stared down at the book unhappily, “How They Croaked: The Awful Ends of the Awfully Famous” by Georgia Bragg. I flipped open the book randomly and began to read.
The bell rang, but I didn't move. I had no desire to go to pre algebra. I heard movement, and looked up to see the librarian come around the corner with Mr. Lexington.
“I assume this is the kid you're looking for?” The librarian asked.
“Hey, Thatch,” Mr. Lexington said with a friendly tone.
“Did you know George Washington would have lived if he had antibiotics available to him?” I asked innocently. He wasn't buying it.
“Why don't you come with me?” He asked.
“I'd prefer not to, but I don't think I have much choice.”
For the second time in a week, I found myself in the office outside of Principal Fremont’s door. I waited in a blue plastic chair, head in my hands.
“Hey, dude,” a voice said. I looked up to see Miles standing a short ways away, looking slightly uncomfortable. I felt the sneer go across my face. He plopped himself down in the chair next to me.
“What do you want?!” I asked, exasperated.
“Look, man, I was just angry about being bumped back to mid-field. I didn't know about your mom, okay? I wouldn't have said anything if I'd known.”
“Well, thanks for the apology. For the second time in a week I'm sitting outside the principal’s office thanks to you. This week can't get any worse.”
“Well, if you're interested, after the game Saturday, the team and some others are coming over to my place. Probably going to be a fun party. My mom will probably be out at the casino, so we’ll all have the house to ourselves,” he got up and held his hand out.
“What about your dad?” I asked, grabbing his hand in truce. I registered Principal Fremont’s door opening in the back of my mind.
“Military. He's over in Quebec or something like that,” he shrugged.
“You mean Kuwait? Quebec is in Canada,” I corrected.
“Yeah, that's the one!” He dropped my hand and smirked at me.
“Boys, nice to see you shaking hands rather than throwing fists at each other,” Fremont said. “I'm sure Coach Kayle will be pleased to hear this.”
“I'm sure he will, too Mr. Fremont,” Miles said. “Speaking of, this situation is just a misunderstanding. I said some mean things to Thatch. He just walked away instead of getting into a fight.”
“Thanks for telling me, Mr. Miles,” he said. “Mr. Mooreland, if everything is okay, I'll just have you go back to class. Please try to stay away from my office for a couple weeks, okay?”
“Sounds good, Sir,” I said, nodding. Miles and I walked out of the office and headed down the empty hall.
“So word in the hall is that your dad’s famous, Brooke won't tell anyone who, but that's what's said. So, who's your Dad, Thatch?”
“Your last name is Miles?” I asked, changing the subject. “Then what's your first name?”
“‘S not important. So it's true, then. Daddy’s famous.”
“No, it's not. Who's Brooke, anyway?”
“Dude. Jesus. The girl you were sitting with lunch?”
“Oh,” I nodded. “Thought her name was Brie. Wait, is that why you're being nice to me?”
“What? Dude, no,” he scoffed. “What's it like, then?”
“What's what like?” I asked, confused.
“Do you guys like, live in a mansion?” I shook my head disbelievingly.
“No I don't live in a mansion. And my dad’s not THAT famous.” I cringed once the words left my mouth.
“So he is a little famous. Niiiiiice!” The bell rang. “See you at practice later!”
I shook my head as Miles ran off down the hall.
Once practice came to a close that night, some of us went back to the locker rooms to shower.
“We are gonna kick ASS at the game Saturday!” Aaron Hadley yelled.
“Fuck yeah we are!” Joel Hadley yelled.
Everyone yelled their agreement, including me. I felt great after the practice. Confident. I walked out, looking for Dad’s car. Instead, I saw Y/N’s car waiting in line with a few other parents.
I jogged over with my duffel bag and as I approached I saw both Y/N and Dad in the car. They looked stressed. I opened the back door, tossed in my bag and climbed in.
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