always have some time for this

So I’ve always wondered something

When Castiel pulled Dean out of Hell he left the hand print on him

But my question is: Why leave the hand print?

I mean we obviously see that he healed most of Dean’s other wounds and scars from his time in Hell, so why leave the hand print when he could have easily healed it?

Did he leave it there to possibly remind him of something or stake his claim on Dean? Like how farmers brand cows

Well I think that he possibly made some sort of connection to Dean (#profoundbond) and showed it by leaving a hand print (to remind Dean what he did for him). That may also be why whenever Cas wants to calm Dean down he grabs the same shoulder as though it has some sort of huge meaning in their relationship.

And then this happened:

LUCIFER WAS GRABBING THE WRONG SHOULDER AND DEAN KNEW IT

Literally how I became happy.

A lot of you guys are always concerned about me because the more that I share, the more you realize I’m a real person with struggles and issues and I’m not 100% okay 100% of the time haha so I just wanna give an update and share some insight on how I’ve been doing and what I’ve been working on.
The hair cut is the visible part. The change is sooooo real. I look like a different person but I seriously FEEL like one. Surface changes: I live in Tennessee. I have short blonde hair. I’ve now dated two guys that I actually loved. I own a house and a car. Before, I lived in California, I had freaking long brown hair, I shared a mini van with four other people, I’d never been on a date and truly questioned whether I’d ever meet anyone that liked me for who I was, I had no idea what I wanted to do with my life past like two years into the future and I felt like I would live with my parents forever. So a lot of big things have changed but honestly the biggest changes happened inside with less visible results. You can only see it in my smile and hear it in my words. But really you’ll see it in my actions over the next 12 months. It’s just the beginning.
I honestly don’t know where it came from. The last six years I have been so passive. My life has been happening to me. There have been some breakthrough moments where I learned a lot about myself and my confidence and self love, yes. I had some good times for sure. But as far as knowing what I want and where I wanna go, I was not good at that. I felt SO powerless and began to withdraw more and more, in my friendships, my career, our band, my family, everything. I shared so little each day, I had so few ideas, I didn’t create much, I only wrote when I was really upset or inspired (which wasn’t that often), I had no social life, no vision for myself, no confidence that anyone would ever love me and I just wasn’t living a rich life at all. I was an observer hoping that one day someone or something would come along and make my life actually enjoyable. I was constantly waiting. I journaled a lot and released a lot of emotion, that part was good. I just felt like I was living in a cave, stuck in the past, not doing much each day to actually experience life.
Then we moved across the country. *shock* *panic* *whoa*. That was the first time I was really shaken up.
Then I had my heart broken. Twice. I fell in love and both times it didn’t work out. I NEEDED that, to meet people who actually got me and appreciated my personality and loved all my quirks and my strange mind and how childlike I am. For the first time I felt understood. I wouldn’t change a thing. I was so closed off for so long and suddenly I was ripped open. Someone was asking for my time and attention and I had to give it to them. I was so scared but I really wanted to experience that side of life so I had to let those people see me and experience who I was. It was so good for me omg. I felt like my heart was shriveled and frozen before that, it had seen the sun maybe three times, but once that happened it absolutely bloomed. Not everyone has to fall in love to open their heart but for me that’s how it happened.
Anyway it was really intense and pushed me to the edge, dealing with that loss. I cut off all my hair. I just had enough. I was so drained. I had felt so vulnerable throughout my dating experiences, such a long period of trusting and hoping after so many years of doing the opposite, I guess I became a little over exposed. I pictured myself feeling tough and strong after a particularly intense weekend of fighting and I saw myself with no hair. It was kind of a crazy idea at first but it turned into a real desire. After a few days of thinking it over, I took the plunge.
What. A. Rush.
Suddenly I just wanted to feel alive. I went a little overboard but I did so many things. Concerts, road trips, bonfires, social plans nonstop, shopping, reinventing my style… I was really hurting during this time and I just wanted to feel better. I don’t regret doing so much but I’m glad I came down after a month and examined myself. I realized how much I was hurting and I faced it. I felt scared, hurt, abandoned, broken and vulnerable but it was comforting to identify that. Once you face it, you can feel it, release it and eventually let it go.
In October I realized I wanted more. I actually had dreams. Cutting my hair showed me I could have an idea, see it through and that it could actually go well! I wanted that on a bigger scale. I started writing again, all the time. I took an interest in my appearance again. Before, I just wanted people to think I’m pretty. Of course I still do but now it’s so much more than that. It actually is for me. When my outfit/makeup/overall look matches my mood, I feel so much more confident, comfortable with myself and ready to take on the day. Even in my work out clothes, I always try to coordinate them now and make them feel good because I know I just do more with my day when I feel confident and ready to put myself out there. You don’t need to look perfect AT ALL, in fact sometimes that can cause more stress because it puts more pressure on you. Just take the time to put yourself together and feel GOOD about what you’re wearing each day. It seriously makes a huge difference. And especially DO NOT wear anything that makes you feel bad. GET RID OF IT!!!! All your clothes should make you feel cute in some way.
Idk how this happened but I kind of just realized nothing is a big deal. The way I used to live, EVERYTHING was a HUGE deal. Texting a guy? Leaving the house? Spending 30 dollars? Calling someone first? All terrifying things I dreaded and avoided at all costs. I had to work through so much INTENSE anxiety when I first started dating, it was really sad how much that freaked me out and how much I had to work through just to get to a point where I felt comfortable going on one date or being the object of a man’s attention. I felt so incredibly unworthy.
Anyway, maybe it was the hair cut but sometime around then I just became really bold. Right now I feel like almost nothing scares me. My biggest fear is probably trusting people that have hurt me. That’s one thing I can think of that I’m struggling with and truly terrifies me, trying to rebuild broken relationships. I’m having help working through that. Other than that, there are so few things I won’t try, won’t pursue, won’t say to someone. I am becoming more bold, confident, comfortable in my own skin and sure of myself with each passing second. I just feel GOOD. Nothing is that big of a deal! Seriously force yourself to take more risks and you’ll quickly understand what I mean. You can spend weeks, months, even years fearing things and trying to predict what will happen but once you finally do them you’ll see just how unnecessary all that stress was. Nothing is that hard, that daunting, that permanent. Heck, even tattoos can be removed these days.
I think that was the biggest change of all so far: the removal of fear. Fear used to be the gas in my tank, it absolutely fueled me. Now it’s faith. I am so ON FIRE for my life!!!!!! I have so many exciting dreams I want to pursue, so much I want to create, so many places I want to go, things I want to experience, learn, master, people I want to meet and be around….. I love it all. I decide what I want and I go after it. I look at myself in the mirror and I smile. I’m starting to look as bold and unique as I feel. The long hair was beautiful and fun and maybe one day I’ll want it back but for now, it just feels too plain for how colorful and out of the box my mind is. I always used my mind a lot but I wasn’t exploring it much before. Now that I’m embracing my unconventional brain, I just want to express that openness and share it with the world.
Also I’ve noticed I’m getting disappointed comments from traditional, conformist men I never wanted to date anyway that used to love my hair 😂 so no offense but I was never interested in you anyway, there are soooooo many long haired women in the world you can comment on that you’ll probably never even meet but i’m just one less you need to worry about hahaha. All of the bold men that liked me before just like me more now. And I think it’s because I also like myself more! Confidence attracts confidence! I’m growing into the baller I was born to be and it’s just helping me attract more ballers 😂😂
BTW THERES NOTHING WRONG WITH HAVING LONG HAIR OR A MORE SIMPLE STYLE I FULLY SUPPORT IT. YOU DONT HAVE TO LOOK LIKE A CRAZY PERSON OR LIVE A WILD UNCONVENTIONAL LIFE TO BALL OUT ON EVERYONE THATS JUST HOW I CHOOSE TO DO IT HAHA. EVERYONE IS A BALLER IN THEIR OWN WAY I EMBRACE AVERAGE LOOKING PEOPLE AND WILD LOOKING PEOPLE, AS LONG AS YOURE LIVING A LIFE YOU LOVE AND CHOOSING WHAT TRULY FULFILLS YOU!!!!!!!!!!! WHATEVER YOU CHOOSE JUST LIVE IT BECAUSE YOU LOVE IT 🙌🏼
Anyway, I feel so much more confident in myself, men or no men. It’s funny cuz I finally stopped worrying about guys and now I actually interact with them the way I always wanted to hahaha.
I no longer rely on the approval of others to get through the day. I no longer feel paralyzed by fear every morning and night. I no longer ponder whether I’m worthy of a date or not. I no longer look in the mirror and sigh. I no longer think of the future as a blurry grey blob filled with hopelessness, uncertainty and fear. I know it will be whatever I make it and I am going to make it freaking phenomenal.
That’s a huge key, putting YOURSELF in the drivers seat. Forget this message of victimization. You are the person holding yourself down but YOU can be the one to lift yourself up!!!! Wow I just got a huge craving for meat loaf and mashed potatoes. HAHAHA. Anyway, put yourself in control. Ask God for guidance. Trust that you are taken care of always because YOU ARE. Embrace yourself. Stop thinking you have to be perfect. Stop thinking you’re unlovable. Realize how cool you are and how much you have going for yourself. Jump in and try things. Stop thinking you have to be “ready”. THE LESSONS OF FAILURE ARE FAR MORE VALUABLE THAN THE PRIZES OF SUCCESS!!!!!!!!!!!
On that note, go kill it. Embrace yourself. Blossom. Live. Come alive. You got this 👊🏼💗

Can you IMAGINE how incredibly, ridiculously, DENSE you’d have to be to “fund” me for any nonzero amount of time without realizing how relentlessly opinionated I am and have always been?  Me?  The Shortpacked! guy?!?!  Why, you’d have to be the goddamn stupidest, least observant person in the fucking world.

So either this person has NEVER “supported” or “funded” me and this is just some piece of shit trying to incompetently get me to care about what they think with half-assed lies, or they did give me money and this is without a doubt the dumbest turdload ever to stalk the Earth.  Either way, it’s not looking good.

anonymous asked:

Hi Cris! Idk if this is relevant, just wanted to point out? Remember that girl who uploaded the pic of the harry's cake? "Chardawes". Well, i've been following her for a while, and she works with Lykke Li(for her brand Yola Mezcal) & she always posts pictures of that house beneath the Hollywood sign where H was celebrating his bday & I googled Lykke with the brand's name (nylon article) & it turns out that's the company's headquarters & also doubles as a recording studio for Jeff Bhasker 🤔

(Chardawes anon part 2) So H could have easily been there all the time recording.. you don’t have to post this.. just wanted to tell someone lol


That’s interesting!  And yes, he definitely could have been recording there at least some of the time :)

Anonymous asked:

I currently started writing the first few chapters of my book which switches between two POVs. My problem is that after switching the POV I always need some time to switch my writing style back to that POV since these people are very different. I tried writing in one POV first because their stories are only occasionally connected but having these holes of time are making it complicated. Do you have any advice how I can write without pausing everytime I have to switch POVs or have some time jump?


One thing you might try is to create a mood board/character aesthetics board for each character. You can do a paper collage, a digital collage, a tumblr gallery, a pinterest board–whatever works. Fill it with images and quotes that remind you of that character. You might even choose a song for each character that you can listen to while you peruse the collage/board. This way, you can spend just a few minutes to get back into the head space of that character.

Alternatively, and what a lot of writers do, is just re-read their last POV chapter, or even the last half of it, before you start writing the next one.

What you’ll find is that as time goes on, the more and more often you make this switch in your story, the easier that transition will be for you. :)

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Can we talk about Mumen for a second

Can we talk about the fact that, C-Class heroes have to keep up a quota of heroic acts in order to stay on the list, and most end up getting discouraged and quitting the hero gig altogether, but Mumen has been on the C list at least long enough to steadily work his way to the very top spot of C-Class and even be offered to move up to the next level.

Can we talk about the fact that, although some C-Class heroes do have powers, Mumen has no powers whatsoever. He’s just a guy with a bicycle who goes out every single day and does his best to make a difference, however small it is.  There are so many heroes who much stronger than Mumen, who don’t put in a fraction of the time and effort that he does, who don’t always bother to show up when they’re needed.

Can we talk about the fact that Mumen probably takes a lot of jobs that nobody else even wants? Little tiny tasks that barely get him any of the heroic ‘glory’ that other heroes want, if any recognition at all? He’s the hero who helps little old ladies cross the street, and gets cats out of trees for little girls. He’s the hero who helps a little kid with their homework, or stop to tie their shoes for them. He’s the hero who helps a woman look for her lost husband, even though she’s asked for the 5th time this month - it’s Mrs. Lee and her husband passed away eight years ago, but Mumen goes inside and makes her a cup of tea and lets her get out the photo album until she’s smiling and forgotten why she called him inside and asks if she made his tea the way he likes it - it’s perfect, thank you.

Can we talk about the fact that Mumen probably does several of these little heroic deeds a day, probably far more than he gets compensated for, but he’s always ready to drop what he’s doing at a moment’s notice when someone needs his help.

Can we talk about the fact that even when the threat is hopelessly out of his league, Mumen doesn’t hesitate to put himself in harm’s way to keep others safe - even if they are only safer for one more second. Even when he’s terrified.

Can we talk about how brave and selfless Mumen Rider is, despite the fact that he has no powers, little reward to match his efforts, and no obligation. He’s the hero we need and don’t deserve and also I am crying.

anonymous asked:

Does Raul have two different colored eyes? I'm watching an SVU episode and I swear his left eye is lighter than his right.

Well, while I can’t know for sure, being that Raul and I haven’t spoken in some time (read: ever), I am willing to do the work.

And by work, I mean…

…and that’s just a small taste of the arduous amounts of research I put into your question.

On the Heterochromia front, I would definitely say he doesn’t have two different colored eyes. What MIGHT be happening is that his eyes pick up shadow/light/reflection more so than someone with darker eyes. I’ve also found with my green eyed family that their eyes don’t always look the same shade.

So, I imagine it was just a trick of light/lack of light and camera angles.

Thank you for your question. I hope this answer and the above references are to your liking.

“I felt you in my heart today.”

Charlie. So she’s been struggling lately - just as Mary seems to have worked through a lot of stuff regarding not going home, Charlie seems to be just starting processing it and she’s grieving and its coming out in al sorts of ways (like telling me I have to be dead soon so she can see her mom, or she’s putting me in jail so she can see her mom). Drop off at daycare has been touch and go, but when she’s having a hard time, its horrendous - not the normal tearful don’t leave then is fine two seconds later that she does occasionally, but blood-curdling screaming mommy mommy don’t leave me. Today was particularly brutal and she was wrapping herself around me legs and none of the diversions that usually work worked. I know some of the teachers  are exasperated (new teachers which is part of the problem) and they always say, she’s fine after you leave, and that may be true, but knowing what I know about what she’s going through right now, I just couldn’t leave her this morning. So I took her with me and we ran errands for an hour and I took her back (very grateful for a flexible work from home schedule today). We talked and talked and we made some deals (that involved stickers, not my fav, but whatever if it works at this point). 

One of the things we talked about was our love strings. I may have mentioned this book before but “The Love String” has turned out to be really good for us. Its bordering on the crossing the lying line for me, but it works. Or so I thought. It talked about how you are connected to every person you love though your love strings and it doesn’t matter how far apart you are, it reaches, or if you are angry, or whatever, you are still connected with your love strings. And this has worked well for us - they have love stings with bio mom and bio sibs, etc. So after we left and she was still upset she talked about how she misses me when I’m gone and she wants to be with me 24/7 (she’s afraid I won’t come back one day like bio mom). So I brought up the love strings, which had always worked well in the past, or so I thought, and we talked about how even when we’re not together we are always connected and if she misses me she just has to think of me and I will be right there in her heart. And she said no, I don’t feel it! I don’t feel it in my heart! And was super upset about it.  And then I realized maybe I had made a mistake - that the metaphor was too far over her head and the lying about the there being actually love stings was well a lie and it didn’t work and made things worse.

Then I picked her up from school this afternoon and the first thing she said to me was, “I felt you in my heart today at nap time.” 

So maybe it worked after all. 

ice machine

i’m in a hotel for a conference and it’s so lonely and so i wrote a drabble about viktor being lonely in hotels. please be gentle with me, drabbles are not my medium. 


Yakov and Lilia were fighting again.

For Viktor, this meant several things, some more tangible than others.

It meant, he assumed, that he was one step closer to the destruction of his family. For the second time. The irony was, if they had divorced two years ago, when the fighting started, Viktor would have had both sets of parents for the same amount of time.

Was this being dramatic? It felt that terrible.

Keep reading

anonymous asked:

Any fics that lily likes James (James still loves her) and tries to spend time with him and the marauders

Take a look at our Marauders tag, particularly this post and this one.  These fics have a lot of the Jily + Marauders time spending you’re looking for (some of them Lily grows into liking James as she spends time):

Title: Turning Tables
Author: scared of clouds
Rating: T
Genre(s): Romance, Drama
Chapters: 37
Word Count: 205,589
Summary: Lily Evans and James Potter has always been a complicated story; its just never been quite this complicated before. But everything happens in its own time, and the eventual outcome of things was always more obvious to anyone who wasn’t Lily Evans or James Potter. They might not know each other well, but they’re about to know each other a lot better.

Title: Hogsmeade
Author: lizardcookie
Rating: G
Genre(s): Romance, Humour
Chapters: 1
Word Count: 3,308
Summary: It’s the last Hogsmeade weekend of Sixth Year, and Lily Evans is totally fine with how things worked out. She’s definitely okay with the fact that her date never showed up (which is definitely unrelated to the amount of drinks she’s downed), and she is totally, totally fine with the fact that James Potter must be having a better time than her (which is also unrelated to the amount of drinks she’s downed).

Title: Thunder and Lightning
Author: ProngsPotter1981
Rating: M
Genre(s): Romance, Hurt, Comfort, Smut
Chapters: 1
Word Count: 5,043
Summary: Lily’s terrified of storms and when Marlene and Alice are away for the Easter holidays and not there to help her deal with it, Lily has little choice but to seek comfort from other sources…

Title: Letters
Author: GhostOfBambi
Rating: T
Genre(s): Romance, Humour
Chapters: 7
Word Count: 23,975
Summary: Abandoned by her best friend and suffering the torment of her hideous older sister - and her sister’s hideous boyfriend, Lily Evans thought she was in for a boring summer. James Potter had other ideas.

Title: Hand in Hand
Author: Procrastinator-starting2moro  
Rating: T
Genre(s): Romance, Humour
Chapters: 20
Word Count: 112,853
Summary: Enemies James Potter and Lily Evans’ hands are stuck together by James’ fellow Marauders…mainly Sirius’s idea. Read the story of how they discover love is the heart of acceptance and hate is the heart of denial. Includes nifflers and Marauder fun.

Title: Gadarene
Author:
gryffindormischief
Rating:
T
Genre(s):
Friendship, Humour, Fluff
Chapters:
1
Word Count:
2,249
Summary:
Lily and the Marauders decide its time for a prank.  Alas, things never go as planned.

Title: Meeting the Marauders
Author: PoppyPotter
Rating: T
Genre(s): Romance
Chapters: 10
Word Count: 49,864
Summary: Or how Mr Evans was forced to spend Christmas with four raving lunatics, had his life turned upside down and was forced to make his precious daughter go on a date.

Title: One of Them
Author: ScarlettSunshine
Rating: T
Genre(s): Romance, Humour
Chapters: 28
Word Count: 90,098
Summary: It’s a challenge. One week. Lily’s hanging out with the Marauders. But trying to keep up with four seventeen year old boys isn’t that easy. “If I win you don’t ask me out. At all. Never again.” “And if I win, you’re my girlfriend.” This’ll be interesting.

Title: Firewhiskey With Boys
Author:
adoorbellrings
Rating:
T
Genre(s):
Romance, Humour
Chapters:
1
Word Count: 3,134
Summary:
The Marauders are up to no good. Specifically, the kind of no good that ends with Lily Evans and James Potter, tied up and drunk, with a time limit and a dare.

Anonymous asked:

Hi I always try to be supportive and encouraging to my writing buddies, but I’m stumped with this one. I have a writing friend who writes fanfic. A few days after writing and posting ther fanfic though they start to hate it. Now some of this has to do with their maturity as a writer. They haven’t found their own voice if you will. I think some of it has to do with their impatience. They are eager for feedback and reassurance. So they don’t spend enough time editing and probably post sooner than they should. So I’ve been encouraging my friend to slow down, which is helping. But we were talking about writing and I was telling her how I thought one of their stories was really well written and this came up again. I asked if there was anything specific that they disliked in the piece and they couldn’t come up with a single thing. I’d like to support my friend, but this has never been a problem for me. My work isn’t perfect, but I’ve never hated it. Even my cringe worthy stuff from when I was a teen just makes me laugh at myself and how ridiculous I was. Any suggestions on how to help my friend? 


It sounds like you’re already doing about as much as you can do. If you haven’t already, you might offer to beta read or even critique their stories before they get posted. However, if your friend is only looking for positive feedback, this might not go over very well. Unfortunately, there are a lot of writers with skewed expectations, and your friend may be one of them. They aren’t really interested in constructive criticism and improving their writing. They just want to post stories that are perfect and applauded, and when they can’t make that happen, they get frustrated and give up.

If you think they would be receptive, you might pass along my post Frustrated with Writing Quality. It has a link to a really great audio quote by Ira Glass, which talks about not giving up when your work isn’t perfect. :)

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Goodnight Subjects

Good evening everyone, I’d like to make an announcement. Something that I’d hope to have made with a little bit more pomp and circumstance than this will give credit. Although it’s most likely not a surprise and of not practically great consequence, it deserves to be said rather than left hanging in the air without explanation.

I am writing this post to officially close Ask Two Royal Sisters. The last few months have seen the updates dry up, I am currently feeling devoid and unable to put pen to paper regarding stories with the princesses. There are a few underlying reasons such as a loss of interest of the show and a busy work schedule, however before I always felt able to dedicate some spare time despite how busy I was. Yet now I cannot find the ability to do so, this has always been a hobby project of two characters of a show I was very much a fan of. So I feel it is best to stop and not ruin a project I enjoyed producing for a fandom which has been great to be involved in, rather than prolong trying to force updates.

I’d like to thank everyone who was a follower, those who read, liked and re-blogged and shared on derpibooru. I’m very grateful that a hobby project was read and at one stage saw over 1700 followers.

As a note this tumblr will remain for anyone who would like to come back, and the inbox will remain open for the time being if anyone wishes to know anymore. Once again thank you all very much and apologies for cutting things short.

Take Care All

-Tiger de Havilland

anonymous asked:

I love that list you made for anon with anxiety. I don't have anxiety but those are dates I could take myself on. Any self date ideas aside from those?

self dates ❤️

one of my favorite things to do when i lived closer to one was go to a farmers market every now and then. it’s almost better when you go alone? like you can take all the time you want walking by all the different stalls. i would always leave with some sort of souvenir. strawberries. flowers. pastries.

i’ve also gone to a couple of concerts by myself before and it’s so freeing? you can dance and scream and sing as much as you want without thinking about what your friends/date is going to think. it’s fun!

also thrift stores are really fun to go to alone for basically the same reasons as farmers markets. find some really cheap treasures. spend an hour trying on all the clothes you like but wouldn’t normally wear.

anonymous asked:

Hi Nat. I have a wacom intuos but every time I use it I end up with some sketches and a pain in my neck. No, I'm not sitting like some kind of snake I just can't find a comfortable position I guess o-o Any tips? thanks :)

Do you want me to help you find the comfortable position?… ( ͠° ͜ʖ ͡°) You can always hire a masseur who would massage your neck while you’re working. Or buy a better chair. Or take breaks and stretch. Or consult your doctor.

its-courtz  asked:

I notice there is a lot of different styles you post on this blog. What is your preferred style of art? What medium do you prefer the look of?

I have a deep appreciation for all art. I grew up with it, music was always playing in our house. I learned to read and love words at an early age (and the only time I ever actually sat still). I also danced for a long while, but I got out of it. But I grew to love first traditional art and then digital art when my Godmother bought me adobe photoshop cs. Then I found DeviantART.

So preferred medium? There really isn’t one.

I certainly have preferred genres at least. I am not so into abstract or surreal art, but I can and do like some pieces. I have a love for ‘fantastical’ or perhaps ‘imaginative’ or ‘dreamscape.’ But I also adore portraits as I love people watching.

I hope that answers your question! If not message me again!

anonymous asked:

I love love love that in all your works Lucien calls Elain 'dove' and 'love' and 'pet' - but was curious as to whether you had any ideas on what Elain would call him? Either in the bedroom (😉) or just as a cute lil pet name! Tysm

I think Elain is a fan of “dear/dearest” as terms of affection (She’s always completely sincere about it, unlike some of the other couples; Nesta called Cassian “dearest” exactly one time and it was so pointedly sarcastic he feared for his life.) But as far as pet names…. hmmm. I really like the idea of her having a cutesy little nickname for him but I’m not thinking of anything?? if anyone has suggestions hit me.

(In the bedroom, though, she spends a lot of time calling him “my lord” ;))))) )

I was tagged by @fit-loki to give a few informations about me. Thank you for tagging me :)

Name: Aurélie

Nickname: Auré, Elly

Gender: Female

starsign: Is it the same as zodic sign? If so then scorpio

Height: 173cm

Sexuality: straight

Hogwarts house:  have no idea

Fav animal: cats and dogs 

Average hrs of sleep: currently about 8-9 

Current time: 20:08 CET

Blankets you sleep with: at least 2 because i’m always freezing

Dream trip: Romaaaa

Dream Job: lawyer I guess

When I made my blog: September 2014

Followers: 2.191 beautiful people following me <3

Account peak: ???

Why i made a tumblr: actually I had another tumblr before this one. It was mostly about the TV show ‘castle’ and all the other shows I used to watch (I had a huge geek side at the time haha). Somehow some studyblr stuff showed up on my dash and I had the idea to start a studyblr/fitblr. But in the end it has become an entirely fitblr :)

Reason for url: I’ve started running on a treadmill in the basement of my dad’s house. So nothing official and I’ve never done some crazy performance… so ts why “ordinary” and “runner” :)

I tag : @runningful @insertcaffeine @flophousedk @big-to-beautiful @tiny-healthy-vegan @t-runs @gymhairdontcare @coffeeandfitblr @rebeccaslosingit @blondesirene