actually i kind of like them but don't tell anyone for christ's sake


A/N: This was written on my phone without editing so I apologize for any typos and or mistakes. Also I have no idea what this is. Based off the post I made earlier…. Enjoy????


The pub was quiet, more than normal, and Finn traced the rim of his pint absently, trying to get his mind off of the pain in his back. There wasn’t much blood, so it wouldn’t show through his shirt but he could still feel the dull ache in the set of scratches. Along his shoulder blades, down the length of his spine. Everywhere, really. A wistful smile crossed his face as he thought about the night before.

They had a running bet going on, one that never seemed to have a loser (there was, however, the occasional scratch or bruise and in Finn’s case, it was both). Last night was one of the more heated ones they’d had yet, slow and almost painful in how bad they both wanted to win. It was hard for Rae not to make any noise, Finn could tell that her urge to cry out with every thrust ate at her, made the build to euphoria that much more sweet for him. He almost thought he won when Rae’s mouth opened as if she was about to say something (his name, maybe) but then her hands clutched at his back, nails digging into his skin. She arched into him when his hands slipped between them, finding the spot he was so sure would send her spiraling into the losers circle. Instead, her nails dragged across his shoulders and the sensation caused a surprised groan to fall from his kiss bitten mouth, followed by Rae shooting him a million dollar smile.

“Alright?” Chopped slapped a hand on one of Finn’s shoulders, causing him to yelp, the burning pain of the raw welts under Chop’s rough hands shocking him out of his thoughts.

Finn shot Chop a glare as he tried to compose himself, ignoring the confused downturn of his mouth.

“Fuckin’ hell,” he quipped, setting his glass down carefully. “

"Oi, what’s got your pants in a bunch?” Chop rubbed a sympathetic circle on his back and he tried so hard not to let the hiss threatening to leave his lips. “You look a bit sheepish, mate.”

“No, yeah I’m alright. Just-” Finn slid out of Chop’s embrace and gave him a tight lipped smile as Archie showed up to the table with his own drink.

“What’s going on?” Archie sipped his snakebite and looked between the two seated across from him, Finn still with a grimace on his face, and Chop with a curious eyebrow raise.


“Our Finn’s not feeling well.”

“For fuck’s sake, Chop.” Finn rolled his eyes and set his elbows on the table, one hand placed on his bicep. He supposed they would’ve noticed sooner or later. At least it was before the girls showed up, otherwise Rae would have that smug grin the entire time he tried to come up with an explanation to the reason why his face looked like he ate bad sushi.

“Well,” Chop shrugged, “Either that, or you’re in one of your sodding moods which hasn’t made an appearance for quite a bit. So which is it?”

“It’s just-” he sighed, looked up at their expectant expressions and felt a blush creep up his neck. Seriously, does he really have to explain?

Archie flicked a brow at his mate and, okay. Yeah.

“I hurt my back.” Finn shook his head, trying for indifference which obviously didn’t work because Archie and Chop scoffed, disbelieving. “What? It’s the truth!”

“Okay, let’s pretend we believe you,” Chop swallowed his beer, pointed a finger. “How’d it happen? Throw your back out like an old man, did ya?”

“No, don’t be fucking daft.”

“Well?” Archie questioned, a hint of annoyance in his voice. “What is it then?”

With slight hesitation, Finn told them the vague version of what happened. Just that he and Rae had a bet to see who could stay the quietest during sex and that in order for Rae to win, she’d sunk her nails into his back. He left out the bit about the blood and what happened afterwards, though. How Rae spent nearly a half hour kissing around the welts that had swelled up, all soft and tender like so it didn’t hurt anymore than it already did.

At the end, Finn clocked Chop’s and Archie’s shocked faces, mouths agape.

“Girls actually do that?” Chop asked, pint sitting warm in his hands now. “Like, scratch when it’s too much to handle and that?”

“Yeah, mate.” Finn raised an eyebrow, nodding his head seriously. “It’s kind of the best thing ever aside from- you know. The pain.”

“Wow.” Archie gulped, chuckling into his hand after a moment’s pause. “Maybe I shouldn’t have heard that. Won’t be able to look at either of you the same.”

“Yeah, well.” Finn held his glass up to his lips. “Curiosity killed the cat.”

“Curiosity killed my innocence.”

“I still can’t believe they actually scratch, though?” Chop’s voice was soft, as if in thought. “You know? Like, I always thought it was just some myth lads told to their friends to make themselves feel good.”

“Nah,” Finn turned and lifted up his shirt so they could see the marks. He mused at the “holy shit” and the “jesus fucking christ” that came from his mates and turned back to face them. “That is no lie, my friend.”

“No fucking shit, man.” Chop shook his head, a grin tugged up at the corner of his mouth. “Seriously though. That shit looks proper painful.”

“S’not bad. But listen,” Finn said, “Don’t mention it to anyone yeah? Not even to the girls or Rae.”

“Come on, Finn my boy!” Chop poked his cheek as Finn chuckled, moved just a tad out of reach. “I would never.”

“Don’t look at me,” Archie laughed, “Your secret is safe with good ole Uncle Archie.”

Finn reached across the table to ruffle his hair and the conversation melted into a discussion about music : “Morissey or Ian Brown?” “Both, man. No question.”

When the girls showed up (half an hour later than they were supposed to) Rae leaned in to kiss Archie on the cheek, Finn’s hand reaching up rest on her lower back, before Chop held out his arms, a gap-toothed grin spread wide over his features.

“If it isn’t our Raemundo,” he said, “The champion!”

Her eyes widened and Finn flew his beermat at Chop’s head, silently planning the excruciating demise of the boy sitting across from him.

anonymous asked:

My mom just called me fat, she told me to at least try to hide it. Idk why but this actually hit me hard. I'm thinking about meeting ana but I don't know... is there any bible verses that talk about this? Please help

1 Corinthians 6:19-20

Or do you not know that your body is a temple of the Holy Spirit within you, whom you have from God? You are not your own, for you were bought with a price. So glorify God in your body.

Matthew 6:25

“Therefore I tell you, do not be anxious about your life, what you will eat or what you will drink, nor about your body, what you will put on. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothing?

1 Corinthians 10:13

No temptation has overtaken you that is not common to man. God is faithful, and he will not let you be tempted beyond your ability, but with the temptation he will also provide the way of escape, that you may be able to endure it.

Song of Solomon 4:7

You are altogether beautiful, my love; there is no flaw in you.

1 Samuel 16:7

But the Lord said to Samuel, “Do not look on his appearance or on the height of his stature, because I have rejected him. For the Lord sees not as man sees: man looks on the outward appearance, but the Lord looks on the heart.”

Psalm 107:17-21

Some were fools through their sinful ways, and because of their iniquities suffered affliction; they loathed any kind of food, and they drew near to the gates of death. Then they cried to the Lord in their trouble, and he delivered them from their distress. He sent out his word and healed them, and delivered them from their destruction. Let them thank the Lord for his steadfast love, for his wondrous works to the children of man!

1 Corinthians 10:31

So, whether you eat or drink, or whatever you do, do all to the glory of God.

James 4:7

Submit yourselves therefore to God. Resist the devil, and he will flee from you.

Luke 12:22

And he said to his disciples, “Therefore I tell you, do not be anxious about your life, what you will eat, nor about your body, what you will put on.

Romans 12:1
I appeal to you therefore, brothers, by the mercies of God, to present your bodies as a living sacrifice, holy and acceptable to God, which is your spiritual worship.

Psalm 139:14

I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Wonderful are your works; my soul knows it very well.

Romans 14:1-23
As for the one who is weak in faith, welcome him, but not to quarrel over opinions. One person believes he may eat anything, while the weak person eats only vegetables. Let not the one who eats despise the one who abstains, and let not the one who abstains pass judgment on the one who eats, for God has welcomed him. Who are you to pass judgment on the servant of another? It is before his own master that he stands or falls. And he will be upheld, for the Lord is able to make him stand. One person esteems one day as better than another, while another esteems all days alike. Each one should be fully convinced in his own mind.

Romans 14:7-8

For none of us lives to himself, and none of us dies to himself. For if we live, we live to the Lord, and if we die, we die to the Lord. So then, whether we live or whether we die, we are the Lord’s.

Zephaniah 3:17

The Lord your God is in your midst, a mighty one who will save; he will rejoice over you with gladness; he will quiet you by his love; he will exult over you with loud singing.

2 Corinthians 12:9-10

But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly of my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ may rest upon me. For the sake of Christ, then, I am content with weaknesses, insults, hardships, persecutions, and calamities. For when I am weak, then I am strong.

Psalm 107:17-20
Some were fools through their sinful ways, and because of their iniquities suffered affliction; they loathed any kind of food, and they drew near to the gates of death. Then they cried to the Lord in their trouble, and he delivered them from their distress. He sent out his word and healed them, and delivered them from their destruction.

Jeremiah 29:11

For I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord, plans for welfare and not for evil, to give you a future and a hope.

1 Peter 3:4-5

But let your adorning be the hidden person of the heart with the imperishable beauty of a gentle and quiet spirit, which in God’s sight is very precious. For this is how the holy women who hoped in God used to adorn themselves, by submitting to their own husbands,

Genesis 1:26-27

Then God said, “Let us make man in our image, after our likeness. And let them have dominion over the fish of the sea and over the birds of the heavens and over the livestock and over all the earth and over every creeping thing that creeps on the earth.” So God created man in his own image, in the image of God he created him; male and female he created them.

Nehemiah 8:10

Then he said to them, “Go your way. Eat the fat and drink sweet wine and send portions to anyone who has nothing ready, for this day is holy to our Lord. And do not be grieved, for the joy of the Lord is your strength.”

John 10:10

The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy. I came that they may have life and have it abundantly.

Psalm 139:1-24

To the choirmaster. A Psalm of David. O Lord, you have searched me and known me! You know when I sit down and when I rise up; you discern my thoughts from afar. You search out my path and my lying down and are acquainted with all my ways. Even before a word is on my tongue, behold, O Lord, you know it altogether. You hem me in, behind and before, and lay your hand upon me.

Colossians 2:20-23

If with Christ you died to the elemental spirits of the world, why, as if you were still alive in the world, do you submit to regulations— “Do not handle, Do not taste, Do not touch” (referring to things that all perish as they are used)—according to human precepts and teachings? These have indeed an appearance of wisdom in promoting self-made religion and asceticism and severity to the body, but they are of no value in stopping the indulgence of the flesh.

Psalm 139:15

My frame was not hidden from you, when I was being made in secret, intricately woven in the depths of the earth.

Don’t give up! You are loved the way you are.