anonymous asked:

Hi! Could you write something about soulmates. Like Betty having an abusive boyfriend and all the bruises and cuts show up on Jughead. And there is soulmates in the world so it's not unusual, but Jughead keeps getting injuries from Betty and starts writing on his arm to her and she rights back to him and can you continue this please thank you.

I lovveee these soulmate aus!

“Dude what the hell is that?”

Jughead looked up, confused by the sharp and disgruntled tone of his red headed best friend.

“What’s what?” He raised a confused brow, his eyes scanning his surroundings, searching for something off.

Archie reached for him, pulling Jugheads tanned arm up and into the air, shoving his wrist into his face

“This! Dude if your dad is beating on you again, you can tell me. You know you’re always welcome back at my place, my dad…”

Archie’s voice faded away as Jughead stared at the dark purple and blue bruises littering his arm, fingerprints left nasty circle shapes and some were faded and yellow, they’d clearly been there for a long time. How was that possible? There was no way he wouldn’t have noticed them and he couldn’t remember banging into someone , not to mention he was absolutely positive no one had left those marks on his body, it really wasn’t possible, unless..

“They’re not mine” he whispered, more to himself than anything, his eyes still glued to his arm.

“What are you talking about? Of course they’re yours, bruises don’t just show up, I mean it’s not like.. oh…” Archie trailed off finally understanding

It was Jugheads soulmate.

In life when you’re looking for the one you’re meant to be with, pieces of them become pieces of you. It happens suddenly but there’s no way to know when you’ll meet them. It had happened with Archie last year one day the football player came to school, his lips bright red and clearly made up, Jughead had nearly wet himself, he had laughed so hard as the boy desperately wiped at his mouth, smearing lipstick down his arm.

“It’s my soulmate! Clearly she likes wearing stupid ass lipstick”

Two days later he had met Veronica Lodge at the Riverdale mall, pearls on her neck and deep purple lipstick on her lips plus the addition of two thick black smudges under her eyes, eerily similar to the eye chalk Archie wore to football practice everyday.They had been inseparable ever since.

He watched in amazement as another bruise formed right before his eyes, a deep red welt, similar to the belt lashings he used to get when his father was an alcoholic. It didn’t hurt Jughead physically but the ache in his chest at his “soulmate” having to go through this, made him feel positively violent. Picking his bag up and walking out Archie’s front door, he gripped the bruises on his arm, willing them to stop, wishing he could make them stop for her, she didn’t deserve this, no one did. It was dark by the time he got to the trailer park, his mood volatile and nasty, his father was working on some bike in the front yard and he waved at his son. Jughead stormed past the older man and locked himself in his room, ripping the jeans from his body he stood in the mirror observing his body, sure enough he was covered in the painless bruises.

His eyes filled with tears and he was surprised when he couldn’t hold them back, he hadn’t cried since he was eight years old and his mother left. The door to his bedroom opened slowly and his father stepped in, eyes going wide at his sons bruised body before understanding took over, F.P jones sat on the edge of the bed and held his son as he cried helplessly.

“There’s nothing I can do.” He sniffled
“I can’t help her, I don’t even know her but I can feel her dad” he looked at the bruises once again, his fists clenching “I want to kill whoever did this.” He whispered.

F.P nodded
“I know you do, but right now you can only do so much. So do what you do best.” He rose from the bed, walking over to Jughead desk and handing him a pen


With that he shot his son a knowing smile and slowly closed the door.

Jughead lifted the pen too his arm and took a deep breath.

Betty threw herself on her bed, her body aching from the beating she had just taken. She had tried to break up with Chuck again, she had tried so many times but each time it had ended exactly the same, Betty laying bloody on the floor begging for the angry boys forgiveness.

She rested her face on the soft silk pillowcase and bit her tongue, she had learned not to cry out, never let anyone see the bruises, be quiet Betty Cooper. Be perfect.

She couldn’t do it anymore, she was tired, so damn tired of being perfect. She wanted to go away, to sleep, sleep forever.

She reached into her nightstand and pulled out the tube of concealer, lifting the soft white sweater , fully prepared to cover up the bruises she knew would be visible in cheerleading practice tommorow, what she didn’t expect to see was the messy scrawl scribbled across her bruises

“You’re so much stronger than they are. You’re stronger than all of that white noise. You’re going to be okay, don’t let go. JJ”

Tears pricked her eyes. Her soulmate. She had one. she had gone so long believing she would never have one, destined to be passed around with the other mate less teenagers. She gripped her arm to her chest and let her tears fall freely, he was there and he could feel her, feel her pain. She wasn’t alone anymore.

Grabbing the purple gel pen off of her desk, she began writing back.


Jughead stared tirelessly at his arm, he didn’t even know if she was getting his messages, this could all be pointless, suddenly though, his arms were filled with distinctly feminine cursive in sparkly ink.

“Thank you JJ, it’s nice to meet my soulmate . Im sorry it had to be under such horrible circumstances. I’m Betty Cooper”

Betty Cooper? He knew that name, had heard Archie mention it a few times, but from where? He didn’t have time to think about that, ripping up his sleeve even higher he began writing again.

“It’s good to meet you in any way, although I do wish it wasn’t like this as well. Are you okay?”

He smiled when the reply was almost instant

“I’m okay, much better now that I know you’re here.”

They spent all night writing back and forth, Jugheads heart felt lighter that morning at school, and it was a fairly noticeable difference.
Archie of course made a huge deal out of it and Jughead found himself rolling his eyes at lunch when the football player went on about how awesome double dates would be from now on.

“Speaking of going out, i promised Ronnie, I’d meet her at central point park for that concert tonight, shes bringing her friend who’s going through a shitty breakup, i figured you could come along be like a fourth wheel. I promise you can write to your soulmate alllll night if you want.” Archie teased.

Jughead rolled his eyes, reluctantly agreeing.


Betty was sore that morning but she couldn’t keep the smile off of her face, her soulmate was amazing, he loved writing and reading and they shared similar tastes in movies and he made her laugh like no one else.

“So you’ll come?” Veronica asked, snapping Betty out of her thoughts and pulling her gaze away from the faded words on her arms

“Hmm? Yeah sure, of course.” She answered,dazed.

“Alright love bird, we’re gonna enjoy ourselves tonight at the concert. Maybe you can find some lyrics to write to lover boy” Veronica smiled lovingly at her best friend, excited to see the blonde looking genuinely happy for the first time in ages.

“Maybe” Betty grinned.

That night came by fast and Betty took one last look at the words she had just written JJ

“Gotta go Romeo, talk to you later?”

She smiled when the familiar handwriting appeared

“You got it Juliet.”

Betty and Veronica stepped from the car, Betty’s hand tucked in Veronica’s as they navigated the grassy area

“Ronnie! We don’t have to run, I’m sure we wont miss him, that bright red hair is kind of hard not to spot.” She giggled.

Veronica waved her eyebrows suggestively
“I happen to like redheads.”

Betty laughed
“I know, I was there when you started dating Chery Blossom last year.” Betty rolled her eyes

“I don’t discriminate. Love is love and all that” she grinned.

“Speaking of love.”

Both the girls whipped around at the familiar voice and Veronica instantly ran into her boyfriends arms


Archie laughed squeezing his girlfriend,

“Jughead this is Veronica’s best friend, Betty Cooper meet Jughead Jones.”

Jughead nearly dropped the novel he had gripped in his hands as he looked at the beautiful blonde with the bright green eyes and matching blue bruise on her chin, she was even more beautiful than he could have imagined, the very definition of a masterpiece.

“JJ” she whispered, her eyes scanning his and landing on his arms. She was smiling nervously, her fingers fidgeting as she slowly stood in place.

Jughead couldn’t keep the grin off of his face
“ hey there Juliet” he whispered, pulling his sleeves up as she gently rested her fingers on his inkstained arms.

She let out a breathy giggle and before he knew it she was falling into his arms, his own strong arms coming to wrap around her body, covering her and protecting her, now that he found her he was never letting her go.

She looked into his eyes and let the tears fall from hers

“I’ve been waiting for you Jughead Jones.”

He laughed, dropping a kiss to her lips
“You have no idea Betty Cooper”

Listen closely. What you are hearing is not the sound of a monster. There are no spirits in that sound. No lurking or lurkers, no stalking or stalkers, nothing hunting you. All you were hearing is the sound of the world you live in. And you can put headphones on. You can listen to my voice. But you can never fully escape that world. You are always half there, no matter where the rest of you is.

But in those sounds, in that inescapable world, there is every joy you will ever experience. Every beautiful person you will ever meet. Every wonderful surprise that will ever wonderfully startle you.

It is the good and the bad. It is the sound of the world. A world that will kill you, but also a world that will allow you to live.

And as you exist in this world, half hearing my half voice, remember: you’re all right. You are alllll right.

Dating Carl Gallagher would Include...

request: Can you do a dating Carl Gallagher would include please?

pairing: carl gallagher x reader

a/n: threw this shit together bc i stayed home from school today ayo

word count: 286

- him being really protective of you alllll the time 

- him going down on you ALL. THE. TIME. 

- being really close with all the gallaghers

- debbie being skeptical of you at first bc she wants what’s best for carl, but realizing that you’re good for him

- fiona spotting carl money every now and then so he can take you on dates

- carl talking to lip over the phone about you for hours collectively while lip’s at college

- lip being excited to come home and finally meet you 

- frank saying weird things to you and carl always getting you away from him immediately

- watching liam whenever the family is busy

- being one of the first people who carl actually opens up to

- him being able to tell you things he won’t tell anyone else

- making fun of him lovingly when you see his braided hair

- the weirdest nicknames 

- for example; shitface, dickhead, asswipe

- him being upset when he doesn’t have money to buy you things or take you places

- you occasionally buying him and his family things when they need them

- they’d always feel awful and insist that you don’t spend money on them, but they deserved it for being so welcoming towards you

- ian telling you how he thinks you’re good for carl 

- feeling like you can be yourself around him

- bringing carl to your house when you two need time away from all the stuff that goes on at the gallaghers’ 

- getting in heated arguments bc you’re both opinionated

- ending each of them making out 

- let’s be real… it wouldn’t stop at kissing

Originally posted by whataboutourlifes

smh .. its sad.

So I wanted to test the theory of  being a white sugar baby vs. being a black sugar baby. So I created a fake SA profie I used the EXACT same descriptions I had on profile. & just pulled some pics from google, of a white girl. The page is lit yall I swear her messages and interest are on fire.

So black sugar babies DONT EVER feel like its you. DONT let these white girls paint an easy picture for you, THATS ALLLLL PRIVELEGE. Its these racist as SD’S THAT ARE THE PROBLEM, and I’m thinking about scamming these fuckers

ps - Tinder is very pro-color in my area and I’ve heard great stories from other babies.

Happy belated Birthday Meabh!!!! I know I wasnt so subtle asking details about Gi, but surprise anyway!!

Your monster ocs are really cool, and YOURE really cool, so keep up the good work! But also, do tell us all more about these monster babes some day, I’m sure we’re all in the edges of our seats waiting for even a tidbit of more information (people with really cool ocs got a repsonsibility to share em, or maybe I just loves other peoples ocs too much….). Anyway have a great birthday week! Full of cake and everyone being super nice to you, cause you deserve alllll the good things!!!!! 😁❤❤❤❤

anonymous asked:

one of them doesn't like showing skin and their partner(s) help them become more comfortable with it

“For real?”

Dex looks up at Nursey, staring at him with a cocked eyebrow. Dex huffs and goes back to rifling through his Miscellaneous bin for sunscreen. 

“What do you want, Nurse?”

“You know we’re going to a beach, where it’s warm and sunny.”

Dex rolls his eyes. He knew it was in here somewhere. “Point?”

Nursey tugs at his collar. “You’re wearing flannel!” Dex swats him away when his hand brush something that is definitely…

AHA! Dex pulls out the bottle of sunscreen and shoves it into his backpack. “I like flannel.”

Nursey flops on his bed and twists to lie on his side, propped up on his elbow. “Flannel isn’t beachwear, Poindexter.”

Dex flushes. Yes, I know. But I don’t have a choice, you dick. “Fuck off. I’ll wear what I want.” He flings the backpack over his shoulder and starts grabbing his phone and books. Shitty would kill him for bringing homework to a beach day over the summer, but light reads are allowed and Dex’s been trying to finish this book for months. 

“DEX! NURSEY! COME ON!” Bitty hollers from downstairs.

“COMING!” Dex yells back and shoves Nursey off his bed.

“Alright, alright!” Nursey chuckles and grabs his shit off the floor. “You’re seriously gonna wear full sleeves to a beach?”

Dex sighs. “Yes, Nursey, I am.” He isn’t gonna let this go, is he?

Nursey turns at the door frame and gives him a steady look. “Why?”

“Why does it matter?” Dex shoves at Nursey, but he doesn’t budge. “Jesus, Nursey, come on!”

“Just tell me why.” Nursey grabs one of Dex’s flailing arms and pulls him close. 

Dex blushes and ducks his head. Nursey tugs his hand up and presses a kiss in the middle of his palm. “Can’t you just let it be?” Dex murmurs. 

Nursey curls his fingers around Dex’s neck and soothes the little strands at the back of his head. “This bothers you. I want to know why. I like knowing things about you, Poindexter.”

Dex groans and bangs his head into Nursey’s shoulder. “I get freckles in the sun,” he mumbles. 

“What was that?”

Dex grumbles and straightens to look his boyfriend in the eyes. “I get…a lot of freckles when I’m in the sun and…full sleeves help.”

Nursey raises an eyebrow slowly. 

“Jack is bringing beach umbrellas and it’s not gonna be that hot. It’ll be fine.”

Nursey regards him for a moment before squishing both of Dex’s cheeks together into fishy lips which he then kisses. “I love you, babe, and all of your freckles. You definitely should not be wearing flannel.” Nursey throws his arms around Dex. “I can’t believe you want to hide your constellations from me.” He sniffles into Dex’s shirt. “What a mean boyfriend I have.”

“Constellations,” Dex repeats flatly. 

Nursey pulls back with a grin. “Your freckles! They’re little stars in your milky way. Alllll you gotta do,” he says as he traces his index finger over the bridge of Dex’s nose in randomly. “Is follow the pattern. Constellations.” Nursey dips down to press his lips against Dex’s lips, trailing his fingers down Dex’s suddenly too-hot neck. “Your freckles are beautiful, Will,” Nursey confesses in a whisper, taking no mercy on Dex’s tomato upper-body. “I want to spend hours and hours learning every single one. Please don’t hide them from me.” Nursey lifts on his tippy-toes to kiss the bridge of Dex’s nose, then his forehead, then his cheek.

“Jesus, Derek,” Dex exhales shakily. 

“Does this mean you’ll take off that ridiculous shirt now?” Nursey says, unbuttoning the shirt from the top. 

“Fine. Fine.” Dex tugs the rest of the buttons off hastily while maneuvering his leg between Nursey’s and nudging him to the left until he’s backed up against a wall. “Kiss me.” 

Derek smiles indulgently before capturing Dex’s lip in a smoldering kiss and pushing off the flannel shirt to the floor. 


*throws confetti in the air because it’s @miyakuli ‘s birthday!!!* (/^0^)/*;.’ 

HAPPY BIRTHDAY SWEET SWEEET LOLAAA!!!! Have a little Yurio who made some katsudon piroshki for you together with Potya~ O//w//O. Don’t mind all the mess in the kitchen ehe, he tried his best (/ v \). Aaaaah I hope you have an amazing day full of fluff and nice things, and may all your wishes come true and mooore aaaah you deserve it alllll~~~!! ^///////w//////^. *HUGS YOU REAL TIGHTTT* 

BTS Reaction to finding out you watch their FMV edits on YouTube

Min Yoongi, being the ultimate grandpa that he is, would ask “What in the fuck is an FMV?” You’d be almost too embarrassed to show him, but once you showed Yoongi one, his eyes would get wide, more wide than you had ever seen them before. “How many of these are there?” He’d ask in awe/wonder. Knuckles cracking, you’d have an almost maniacal grin on your face. “We haven’t even touched the surface,” As you typed vigorously into the url bar, looking up what was last watched in your history.

Kim Namjoon knew excatly what FMV’s were, and what exactly was flowing through the inter webs of Youtube. He’d smirk sassily at you, almost taunting you with his gaze, “There’s so many of them out there, Y/N, which ones do you watch exactly?” Your face would turn bright red, as you didn’t want to admit any of the “emotional” ones you had previously watched on a dark night, when you were feeling a little angsty and depressed. “That’s none of your business, Namjoon,” you’d blurt at him, as he chuckled, covering his face amidst his laughter. “You don’t have to lie to kick it, Y/N.”

Jeon Jungkook, you’d think, wouldn’t know what FMV’s were, like Yoongi, but the blush that crept across his face would tell you otherwise. He’d look away, staring at the wall with an open stare, as he asked, “Please don’t tell me you’ve watched the, um, s-sexy ones?” His stutter would make you giggle shyly, as you’d grab his shoulder playfully. “What do you mean by the ‘sexy’ ones, big boy?” Jungkook would sharply turn his head to you in shock, his face twitching in embarrassment. “Y/N, you know what I mean!” As he quickly would stand up, briskly walking out of the room, a flustered look on his face while you giggled hysterically.

Kim Seokjin would clap in excitement that you had seen BTS’ FMV’s as well. “Y/N, I love them so much! Our ARMY’s are so creative and come up with so many amazing scenarios we could be in,” he’d say joyfully, looking at you with a gleaming smile on his face. Taken aback, you’d ask, “Wow, Jin, I didn’t know you would like them so much, which ones are your favorite?” Jin would chuckle, flipping his hair with a stealthy sexiness to it, while admitting, “Of course the fantasy ones with me as the star. Have you seen the Beauty and the Beast ones? You know how much I love Disney Princesses…”

Park Jimin would shyly grin at you, his cheeks raising with a softness, and yet his eyes hid the subtle knowledge of what you were getting at with the FMVs you admitted to watching. “I’ve caught Jungkook watching some of those one night before bed. He was so embarrassed, but I really liked them,” he admitted, scooting a bit closer to you, your jaw dropping at his sudden truth bomb. You would gulp slowly, trying to stay steady against the couch, his sudden closeness making you more aware of your surroundings. Jimin would chuckle lightly, looking at his lap, and then back at you. “Y/N, it’s honestly kind of a turn on that you watch things like that, it makes me know that you think of me in a more adult way.”

Jung Hoseok would be confused at first, but then understand as to why you watched the FMVs on YouTube. “Y/N, am I not cool enough to hang out with in real life, that you have to watch these edits?” He’d ask, almost saddened. You’d suddenly embrace him in your arms, slipping your hands across the backs of his shoulders, rubbing gently. “Of course not, Hoseok! I love you as you are, you know that. It’s just really cool to see all these story line AUs, and see what people come up with, you know?” Hoseok would glance towards your eyes slowly, and then suddenly shine his perfect smile. “Of course I know I’m amazing, I am your favorite pocket of sunshine after all, right?”

Kim Taehyung would flash his boxy, smile filled giggle towards you, as he found your secret liking of FMV’s to be, apparently, hilarious. “What’s so funny, Tae?!” You’d glare at him, flicking his knee with your forefinger, as he’d gasp in faux shock that you “harmed” him. “Y/N, there’s no need for your brutality, especially when I know exactly what kind of those videos are on the internet.” Taehyung would wink at you, as your eyes shifted away from his, rolling to the back of your head in sarcasm. “Oh shut your face, Tae. You know I’m not the only one guilty of watching them. Jimin told me alllll about you and Kookie watching them in his room at 1am last week,” you’d tell him with truth, as you shimmied away, his slack jawed look staring at the back of you as you shifted out of sight.

Requested by @bts-reacts2

silmaril-br  asked:

Your art style is so beautiful, I really admire it! Thanks for sharing your talent with us and for all the great OP art you bless this fandom with :) I originally ship ZoNa because I love the both of them and I imagine Nami with a bad boy kinda guy, but all the SaNami moments have always made me swoon, there's no way someone can't like Sanji! So, your art is giving me feels and I'll blame you if I end up shipping them as badly as ZoNa! (I kinda ship ZoSaNami but that's for another time lol)

Hahaha yes! You’re right! Like why not? They’d totally look cute together! Let’s SHIP THEM ALLLLL(?)

And thank you so much my dear! I’m blessed with a follower like you! ^_^

Here, have a ZoSaNami!😆

Lover AND A Fighter

Originally posted by giggleplier

Request: Omg, could you do a teamiplier request (with bf Ethan) where the reader is a smol bean but like hella strong and is a martial artist and they get into a brawl (obviously informing the victim that they are a fighter) and teamiplier is just like ‘omg smol bean can kick ass’. Maybe like the person they beat up is a creep that tries chatting them up and touches them inappropriately (nothing to bad, like maybe ass touching?? But reader says no???)

Summary: It’s Mark’s birthday (it actually is coming up soon awww) and you guys have the great idea of having his birthday party at a bar where he can’t drink. Fights ensue.

A/N: Hey y’all sorry I didn’t post all week. I have no excuse, I just couldnt really find the inspiration for this fic at first rip. Anyway here I am! With a fic! Hope you guys enjoy :D (ps in case you don’t usually read my A/N 2.0 at the end of the fic, make sure you read it this time. Got a cool thing to tell you guys hehe

Wordcount: 1240, woohoo they’re getting longer!

Requests are closed at the moment, sorry folks!

Keep reading

winvhesters  asked:

gimmie all the recs girl! if i follow them oh well free promo right?

*rubs hands together* let’s dO THIS 

(so i dunno if you’re into multishipping fic other than destiel but i am just giving all the writers i know a shout out, do with it what you will)

@destieldrabblesdaily​ - WELL IF YOU’RE NOT FOLLOWING SHIRLEY AND YOU LOVE DESTIEL THEN I AM SURPRISED AT YOU just check out her drabbles they speak for themselves (by being incredibly amazing)

@caslikescoffeeandfreckles - this girl writes some of the best destiel drabbles your eyeballs will ever see and you need to check her out 

@angvlicmish - charlie writes the b e s t destiel drabbles, and now she’s working on a longfic that will blow your mind 

@deanisthebeesknees - amazing destiel writer, also a great beta that i love, check out everything she writes immediately 

@envydeanwrites - destiel and occassionally dean/benny so !! good !! 

@deansleather - dude, alllll the reader inserts you could ever want, incredible

@justrandomspnstuff - she is working on this fic right now and it’s !! amazing !! you will probably cry 

@samanddeaninpanties - awesome multiship writer, will not disappoint, absolutely amazing writing :’)

@mayalaen - writes EVERYTHING. seriously go check this wonderful writer out.

@purgatoan - crazy awesome multiship writer, her blog is SO active with her writing and other’s, check it out immediately 

@ltleflrt - ummm if you haven’t read any of ltleflrts destiel fics then you are missing out holy shit and also she’s extending her talents to dcj and we are thoroughly blessed 

@museaway - amazing destiel author, i openly cried at a couple of her fics, also she writes k/s if that’s your cup of tea (which, it’s mine, and i have read all her star trek stories twice. three times. maybe more.)

@intotheruins - yo Dale writes the best things, all i’ve read from his stuff is destiel but i know he writes other ships, too - and i’ve seen rumblings on his blog of a sherlock oneshot, too?? check him out, seriously

@rosemoonweaver - my go-to writer for multishipping and for destiel, check out her ao3 and all the stuff she’s written, Rose spins literal gold

@coffeeandcas - she’s working on this fic right now that i’m following, please please check it out, also her other stuff on ao3 is awesome 

@theriverscribe - working on The Grace of God series, SO amazing, go check it out it’s about angels and hurt!sam with hurt/comfort and just. so good

@procasdeanating - writes the most poignant destiel fics i’ve ever read, especially the recent one The Sum of my Regrets. highly recommend.

@braezenkitty - read everything on her ao3 immediately!! go run!!

@jhoomwrites - don’t get me started on how much i love ashley’s fics, this blog is BURSTING with amazing destiel and dcj writing, good lord 

@winchester-reload - kaldjfladsk you need to check out Jackie’s blog and fics immediately. she writes incredible destiel fics 

@hekate1308 - she wrote a wonderful s13 alternate series (destiel) that will charm the pants off you

@all-i-need-is-destiel - wonderful destiel fics and drabbles with a wonderful writer behind them - what more could you want??

@woefulcas - yo !! heidi writes amazing destiel drabbles you need to read them 

@mishkawrites - mishka writes *ahem* the best smut that my delicate sensibilities have ever been exposed to, of all ships, but of destiel as well :)

@cocklesheadboop - some of the first destiel fics i read were from this wonderful author (such as Misha’s Not in Vancouver Anymore) and just read everything on that ao3 account ok it’s SO GOOD 

@shannon-kind - writes lovely, amazing destiel fic and i highly recommend checking all her fics out 

@galaxystiel - i’ve read some lovely destiel drabbles by this lovely person, definitely check them out

@jimminovak - have seen some lovely destiel drabbles from her on my dash, also a lovely blog :)

@destielonfire - chloe has written some absolutely ?? charming ?? destiel drabbles and she reblogs a lot of wonderful writing on her blog, too ! 

ok i think that’s everyone i probably missed someone so i’m really sorry if you’re seeing this and i did feel free to poke my head

anonymous asked:

Character's reactions to MC breaking a bone (or other injury)?

Author’s note: when I was 8 i broke both of my arms at the same time LOL


  • as soon as he sees you he is alllll over you
  • “Are you okay? What happened? Does it hurt? Ohhhh I bet it hurts-”
  • you have to put both hands on his shoulders and kiss him to make him stop
  • he does EVERYTHING for you
  • opens doors
  • makes dinner in his kiss the cook apron
  • he’s a total sweetheart you don’t even have to lift a finger


  • the first thing he asks the doctors is how long you have to live
  • you hit him and remind him that yOU ONLY BROKE AN ARM
  • even though you can walk he insist on carrying you bridal style to the bedroom you aren’t complaining tho
  • offers to give you a sponge bath ;))
  • but seriously he is so dramatic and I love it
  • oh and he gets you your favorite flowers to cheer you up


  • this poor mom is so worried omg she’s pacing
  • when you limp out of the doctor’s office with a cast she runs up and hugs you
  • after explaining that it’s only a broken foot, she calms down
  • she actually TAKES OFF OF WORK FOR YOU
  • OFF
  • OF
  • WORK


  • when you fell on your arm Jumin knew right away it was broken
  • he called his own personal rich person doctor 
  • he would help you into his limo and although you could never tell he was HELLA WORRIED
  • he went into the doctor’s with you to make SURE they took the best care of you
  • any time he saw you were in pain he would glare at the doctor
  • when you cried while the cast was put on you could swear Jumin was about to kill the nurse and you’re pretty sure he got fired after that
  • Jumin would call Jaehee and tell her to watch over Elly
  • that way he can dote on you without any distractions 


  • the awkwardest part of the whole trip was when the doctor asked how it happened
  • “Well you see sir, uh, my girlfriend and I wanted to test the theory of flight among humans and-”
  • “We jumped off chairs with balloons attached to us and I landed wrong.”
  • “I-I’ll just wait outside”
  • when you got home he made sure to make you as comfy as possible
  • when you two are watching a movie later you try to make popcorn
  • unfortunately due to your broken arm you drop the entire bowl
  • when seven comes over to help clean it up he kisses the top of your head 
  • “I guess you just can’t catch a BREAK”
  • he slept on the couch that night

You can talk up and down ALLLLL you want about how Suicide Squad only won an Oscar in a “bullshit” category like Hair and Make up, but just remember that M@rvel couldn’t even get an Oscar in a “bullshit” category. 

Know your place.