because tomorrow will be a long day

It’s been a long day and I still haven’t caught up on sleep. Just need to vent.

It was good to see my dad, especially without the ventilator. It just brought back bad memories of my grandmother in the ICU before she passed, and I think that’s what made me all the more emotional to see him like that. But he is doing better, it’s just a long road to recovery. We won’t know how everything is healing for a couple days, hopefully tomorrow. 

He is really sore from the surgery, but even more so because one of the nurses dropped the weighed pad (for his stomach when he coughs) onto his incision, but he is okay. 

I’m not used to seeing him like this, so it’s taken some adjusting. He is the one who is constantly on the go, always up and doing something or working 7 days a week. I’ve never seen him this weak, and I can see how frustrated he already is to have a bunch of tubes and wires, and need assistance with everything. 

It’s stressful with everything going on at once, so I made sure to get a therapy appointment next week because it is desperately needed. He is already worried about financials. It’s just overwhelming with medical bills that are going to come in, on top of covering for food, household bills, gas, essentials. I’m looking for a second job, and trying to see whatever else I can do to lessen his/our worry. My classes don’t start until the end of the month, but I figured to start early so I don’t fall behind while working and taking care of him/the house. I want him to focus on healing, because this is the second time we almost lost him, and a lot of it was due to him putting it off for so long due to finances. 

It’s time like this that I’m really proud and glad that I lost how much I did so far because I don’t think I would be able to handle what I’m doing now if I didn’t lose that 64 pounds. Carrying 25-pound bags of dog food up a flight of stairs would have been impossible if I were completely honest. It would just be way too much on me–and now I can see some of the progress I made with that weight loss so far.

It’s just one day at a time, and right now I’m just grateful he is stable and they were able to do it before it got any worse. 

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April 25th, 2017

Spring has sprung! What a time to be alive! Magnolias and cherry blossoms everywhere flowers everywhere warm weather I love Toronto so much. Today was a pecan-tart-look-at-flowers-long-walks kind of day because I have my last exam tomorrow and I got out of the lab early!

I’m *officially* starting my lab project once I get back to Toronto mid-May and I’m basically living at the lab to get ready for it and learn everything I can. My supervisor left for vacation this week and left me ten cell lines to maintain, so my mornings have been kind of crazy. Also, Toronto friends, let’s meet up and look at flowers together because I’ll be here all summer!

Edit: On a side-note, my glass panel is so empty now that exams are basically over and I don’t need ten sheets of organic chem mechanisms reminding me to study anymore ;; 

Ok followers who don’t have an interest in Star Wars: I know you have been sticking it out for me for a long time…but you also know that I am a certified Star Wars Hoe™. And I truly mean this when I say that Star Wars: Episode VIII-The Last Jedi (2017) is my reason to inhale and exhale every damn day. It’s going to be a wild ride tomorrow, so I’m going to need y'all to buckle up! Because when that trailer drops it’s going to kill me instantly while raising me from the dead at the same time.

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Perhaps One Day... Someday.

Little first moments between the Inquisitor and their love interest that it makes my heart happy to think about:

- The first time Cassandra finds he’s left something for her, a rose lying across her favourite book or a little message scrawled on a piece of parchment cut into the shape of a heart, and realises that the flowers and the candles and the moonlit glade weren’t a one-time thing, this is going to be forever. The first time she picks up the gift and holds it close, knowing it’s not just a gift but a promise that he’s always going to make her feel like one of those women from her books, always going to see the woman inside the armour.

- The first time Blackwall wakes up beside her after she learns the truth, and remembers that he’s not hiding anything from her anymore, she knows exactly who he is and what he’s done and she’s still right here in his arms. The first time he looks at her lying there, and feels tears of a kind he’s not familiar with sting his eyes, tears charged by joy, and at last there’s no burning pang of guilt and grief clawing at his insides - because she knows, and she still chose him, and he can just look at her and be happy.

- The first time Bull slips off his eyepatch, feeling… not awkward, exactly, just very aware that this is the first time his kadan has seen him without it, that so, so few people have ever seen his face just as it is. The first time his lover smiles at him and reaches up and takes his face into their hands, traces the jagged lines of his scars with gentle fingers and presses their lips against them, and murmurs to him that he’s beautiful (and hot, of course).

- The first time Dorian kisses the Inquisitor in a street or in the throne room or in the courtyard, where everyone can see, and his smug grin has a touch of wonder behind it because yes, they can do this, they can show what they feel in front of the entire world and no one is going to come up to them and wrench them apart. The first time he glances at the people who’ve seen them and realises that some of them are even smiling to see them together, that the people around them want them to be happy.

- The first time Solas looks at her and realises with a jolt that he’s stopped seeing the vallaslin, that the silent voice inside him has stopped screaming about the wrongness of it every time he sees her, that while he still wishes it were gone, her face has become the most important thing. The first time that the way she smiles and the warmth in her eyes seem to outshine the marks of her slavery and ignorance, and he aches to think of all she doesn’t know, but she is so beautiful, so beautiful.

- The first time Sera hears the Inquisitor call something shite or frigging and stands frozen for a moment, her grin too wide for her face, because her girlfriend’s speaking like her, those are her words coming from the mouth of the woman she loves. The first time she realises that she’s become a part of the Inquisitor, part of the way she speaks and thinks and lives, and feels joy sweep through her because the Inquisitor is part of her, too, always will be.

- The first time Cullen goes through a whole day with no feverish longing, no shaking, no sick feeling in his stomach, and he knows the battle isn’t over and that all the pain could come back tomorrow, but right now he can look at the Inquisitor and think, this is what the rest of our life could be like. The first time he can really picture long nights and longer mornings beside her with no nightmares and restless sleep, years ahead of listening to her laugh, and he almost cries from the terrifying beauty of it.

- The first time Josephine pens a letter to her family and then stops and stares at what she’s written, because she’s told them all about the Inquisitor and how she hopes to introduce them some day, and just like that it seems so official, it’s set down in ink on parchment that she wants the Inquisitor to be part of her future. The first time she gazes at the letter in awe, because it suddenly seems to be the most precious thing in the world.

cute couple things — p.p.

summary : extended dating peter would include… ft. a bunch of random thoughts i had about peter being a cute soft boyfriend !!!

  • reads your favorite books and memorizes lines from them that he can sneak into conversations to make you smile :)
  • it’s v hard for him to not look at you when he’s with you he just always wants to be looking at your face
    • “it’s, like, really hard to stop staring at you”
    • “huh?”
    • “you’re so pretty i can’t stop looking wow”
  • lights up !!!! when you walk into a room even if he’s just seen you two minutes ago and you were only in the bathroom for like a second
  • kisses you all of your face whenever he can just infinite amounts of kisses pressed across your cheeks and your nose and your eyelids 
  • he doesn’t really do nicknames like he’s not a darling sort of person
  • if he’s gonna call you anything it’ll probably be babe/baby/pretty girl or something of that sort
  •  (i started the pretty girl trend on the low don’t @ me)
  • sometimes you call him bro and he gets so offended 
    • “listen,,, peter,,, bro,,,,”
    • y/NNNN i’m not bro!!!!!!”
    • “k bro”
    • “you’re the worst” 
  • his face resembles that of a disgruntled pouty kitten whenever you call him bro
  • in school he taps his cheek lightly while facing away from you until you give him a kiss there and does that periodically throughout the day until MJ throws a pencil at him
    • “peter enough she’s kissed you like fifty times in the past twenty minutes haven’t you had enough”
    • “it’s never enough”
  • hands down gives the best hugs ever!!!! sweetest, softest, warmest hugs that you never wanna leave and they leave you a blushy mess for hours
  • nerd who tells you that you’re prettier than any star in the sky
  • will fight for your honor even if it means getting punched in the nose by one of flash’s bigger friends because flash won’t take on peter himself
    • “fuck peter why would you even call flash a giant dick??? like i know he is one but why would you ever you know his friend is like some sort of mutant tree”
    • “he said your butt was nice i can’t just let that sort of comment slide babe it’s unacceptable”
  • always knows he can rant to you about science bc you actually listen!!! and you care!! and you ask questions and you make him SO HAPPy!!
  • asks for permission to do everything
    • “hey would it be cool if i held your hand right now”
    • “yes of course”
    • “oh awesome!”
  • you send him selfies and his replies vary but they’re usually along the lines of
    • “oh my gosh you’re so cute i’m coming over”
    • “i love you you angel let me kiss you tomorrow”
    • “wow i have a real liFE ethereal as the love of my life i love the world”
  • sends a goodnight/goodmorning text every day with each heart emoji he can find 
  • his entire recently used section is just different colored hearts and rainbows and sparkles because he uses emojis obnoxiously
  • he’s convinced that the worst thing in the world is having to leave you after a long day of hanging out on a saturday or something
  • will 10/10 complain for hours to may about going home because he’s not with you anymore and he’s clingy
  • you’re his best friend and he’s not afraid to scream about it
    • “my best friend is dating me!!!!!!! i’m so lucky i love them so much” 
    • “peter we know”
    • “well now you know just a little extra all right?”
  • wishes you were able to fall asleep in his arms more often but you’re still young and he’s like oh well we have forever to do that
  • you insult each other all the time basically but??? you both love it banter is everything
      • “penis parKER flash is clever tbh”
      • “you’re such a little shit i’m actually going to fight you”
      • “seriously i dare you put your fists up now”
  • if you post a selfie and he doesn’t like it right away you’ll text him seven times in a row hinting that he should go like and comment 
  • texts at four am about random conspiracy theories or weird facts that only you two would find interesting 
  • shoulders = pillows on the train/bus most of the time
  • he is such a slut for having his hair played with ngl
  • it makes him so happy n calm he could lie like that, with your fingers just raking through his hair, for hours on end
  • he’s never felt more at home than when you’re sitting with him at his kitchen table eating mushy mac and cheese that he tried to make himself because may wasn’t home to help him out as you playfully make fun of him for ruining pasta
  • listens to ed sheeran songs with you because he’s an ed lover honestly and every song makes him think of you
  • hand massages when you’re cramping up after long tests or in class essays that leave you super stressed n anxious (fuck u ruby thx for the idea that murdered me n my soft spirit)
  • knows how to settle you nerves better than anyone else and vice versa
  • puts his hands on your cheeks before he kisses you 
  • you always joke about spidey in class and no one gets what you’re saying but he does and freaks out
    • “that’s a sticky situation”
    • “y/n” 
    • “don’t worry i found that on the web
    • y/n
    • “do you think spiders are men
    • “oh my gOD”
  • he doesn’t care at all if you take one of his sweaters or all of his sweaters he just gives zero fucks you could take them all and he’d love you for it 
    • “here take this one too”
    • “peter i have too many and it’s almost april”
    • “but you’d look so cute in this one” then he pouts and you’re a goner
  • peter writes you tiny notes in class that are his weird thoughts and ramblings and feelings but you save them all and put them in a memory box
    • there was one and it said here’s a concept : you have a bright future ahead of you, and i’m there. i like that concept.
      • you did, too
  • watches every cheesy romantic movie on netflix with you not just because you want to, but because he does too and he can’t help it that’s just how it is 
  • matching ugly christmas sweaters at christmastime because peter parker is an annoying headass and refuseS to go anywhere without one during the holiday season and if he’s wearing one he’s making you match
  • super spidey strength allows him to give you piggy back rides all throughout manhattan when you guys head to the city 
  • makes you kiss him in the rain even though there’s water up your nose and your hair is matted to your forehead 
  • one text makes your heart go !!!!!!!!! because that’s your boy!!!!! and you love him so much because he’s a lovely beautiful person that deserves the world !!!!!
  • making out is rarely super fast n intense like it’s still intense but you go slowly and you can make out for hours without a c are in the world
  • makes sure his hair looks nice before he goes out on a date with you
  • tells you that he loves you and that he’s happy you’re a part of his life as often as he can manage 
  • just wants to love you unconditionally forever
  • texts you at 11:11 every night and says something cheesy as fuck like “you’re my wish tonight babe” or “11:11 is always for you” and sometimes he’ll @ you on snap and you’re like wow we’re That couple 
  • but honestly???? you don’t care that much he’s so cute
  • knows your order at every restaurant/fast food chain/coffee shop imaginable and if he happens to pass by a mcdonalds or dunkin donuts while he’s swinging around queens he tries to pick something up for you 
  • you love his eyes you could probably get lost in them they’re gorgeous
    • “peter your eyes are so lovely i hate you”
    • “aw i love you more babe you say the sweetest things to me”
  • you think his smile is the prettiest thing ever
  • and when his face scrunches up when he’s super happY???? amazing you kiss him immediately everywhere and he gets so flustered and he giggles and tries to squirm away but not really
  • cause he loves it
  • and he loveS YOU
  • i love my boyfriend goodnight to all

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Zack totally teased the two of them (individually) to get together when he found out the feelings were mutual meanwhile Jason is just tired of all the gushing he gets from Kim about the yellow ranger

Jason: “Kimberly Ann Hart, I swear to god if you don’t ask her out, I’ll-”
Kimberly: “What? Ask her out yourself? She’s not into you. Not even into guys in general. What are you going to threaten me with now, Scott? And how dare you full name me.”

Trini reverted back to using earphones so they could listen to music together, but someone always moved their head too much where the other’s bud always came out so she decided to get a splitter so they could still listen together, but have their individual earphones.

Zack and Jason (reluctantly) bet on who’s going to get their ass wiped during sparring between the girls during training each day because (one of them gets a little too sidetracked)

Their study dates are 20% flashcards and 80% ”if i fail this test tomorrow, you can tell the teacher why, Tri!” “that i couldn’t keep my hands to myself after i finally found your ticklish spot which took so long to find but it was so worth it though it may have resulted in a hole in your wall because you tried blindly kicking at me?”

Trini secretly loves when Kim plays with her hair, especially when she’s had a stressful day
she’ll collapse into her lap and let her do her thing, letting her caress her hair and gently scratch at her scalp

Kim watches her girlfriend go from grumpy cat to lazy sleepy content cat (she totally awes at the accidental purr that comes out)
Kim is the only one that’s allowed to unbraid/braid Trini’s hair

Here’s Kim’s words of advice and reassuring comments to Trini introducing herself as her girlfriend for the first time “Breathe. You’re going to do fine. You’ll be great. Just think about something calming, soothing, relaxing.
“Like what?”
“Think about me. Naked.”

Kim willing to fight anyone who insults or harms Trini in anyway and becoming furiously protective

Trini trying to bite back her words of anger and hatred when Amanda and her minions make a harsh snide comment to Kimberly knowing she won’t be able to stop any sort of aggression once it starts

Comforting each other about their
past and current home life

Instead of passing generic notes, they’re either playing tic tac toe, telling one another jokes or Kim drawing mini comics and Trini attempting to continue the story with her stick figures

Kim getting jealous when this new girl starts flirting with Trini and because this oblivious gay can’t tell the difference between a friendly compliment and I’m-trying-to-ask-you-out-on-a-date compliment, she unknowingly flirts back

Trini getting jealous when Jason asks if he can talk to Kimberly in private, when Kimberly cancels their plans because she promised to hang out with him and when Jason let’s it slip that Kim visits him in his room at night to talk about things that are troubling instead of talking to her

Kim volunteering to babysit Trini’s brothers with her
Discussing/”Making Up” stories about the Power Rangers with them
Trading embarrassing stories about Trini
Shyly but trying to act intimidating as they interrogate Kim to see if she’s good enough for their sister
Innocently asking if Kim and Trini are dating
Teasingly throwing the girlfriend word around the girls
Board Games
Movie Nights
Them and Kim getting competitive with one another during video games
Talking about their favorite superheroes as they show her their action figures
Questioning her if she believes in aliens

Kim sitting next to Trini or in front of her during Biology so they can reach under the desk and hold hands, y’know whisper in one another’s ears like losers, doodle in each other’s margin on their notebooks

Sneaking into each other’s rooms through the window

Both calming the other down after a nightmare
Kim stealing all of Trini’s flannels, jackets, hoodies. (Beanies are harder to get though she managed to steal her yellow one and replaced it before she was caught.)

Trini occasionally borrowing one of Kim’s shirts/tops

neck kisses
shoulder kisses
forehead kisses
nose kisses
cheek kisses
stomach kisses

Trini staring at Kim’s lips when she talks
Kim glancing at Trini’ lips when they’re sitting or standing too close

lip bites

Playfully bickering on who gets to be the big spoon always even though they switch it up all the time

Being able to keep up with each other’s snark, wit, sass, and sarcasm
Sly smiles
Knowing smug smirks
Suggestive glances
Amused arched eyebrows
Challenging one another

Trini resting her head on Kim’s shoulder

Kim resting her head atop of Trini’s

Trying out different cafés, bakeries, patisseries, coffee shops and learning and eventually knowing each other’s orders at all of them

jokes, innuendos, pick up lines, teasing, banter
eye rolls all the time
exaggerated eyelash batting
Kim flirtatiously winking
pleading pouting lips
Fake offended gasp
hugs from behind

Kim leaning her chin on top of Trini’s head or her shoulder

both being easily whipped and persuaded/convinced by the other

whispering sweet nothings before saying something dumb and stupid and playfully insultful to get rid of the cheesy, sappy, sentiment

Trini judging Kim’s music tastes and both of them trying to find a common genre

Finding places with the best views of the town/taking each other on random adventures

Late night car rides with the windows down

They frequent the cliff edge that overlooks the lake (swimming hole?) for a good view of the lights

If Trini can convince Kim to go hike up the mountain together in the morning, they watch the sunrise, but usually they watch the sunset after school/training

Drive In Movie Theater which either results in Kim being totally invested and Trini taking a nap or having a popcorn catching contest

Sharing Milkshakes

They always share the last donut and have a showdown on who gets the last piece

Taking selfies in those In N Out hats when they go out for burgers

Trini finds Kim singing into a hairbrush and dancing around her room one day as she blasts Top 40 Pop Songs
It takes roughly about 15 seconds to get her to begrudgingly join in
But she’s just in awe at the girl’s voice and so is Kim when Trini starts singing
They’re both panicking

Racing one another just for fun (of course where no one will see)

Snowball fights

Behind the bleachers, rooftop, girl’s bathroom on the second floor or in a quiet vacant hidden corner in the library is where you’ll find them alone ditching class and being unusually couple-ish (The janitor’s closet was just downright disgusting and smelled of cheap chlorine bleach and sanitizer even with their superhuman powers, chemicals still had some effect on their body)

Squeezing each other’s hand for comfort or reassurance along with rubbing their thumb over one another’s knuckles

Trusting one another more than anyone

taking turns resting their head on the other’s chest

Trini resting her head in Kimberly’s lap as she’s sprawled out on the couch

Zack giving Kimberly the shovel talk and Jason giving Trini the shovel talk even though they care for both girls
It’s a ridiculously lovable somewhat annoying act

Trini calling Kim “Princess”

kissing one another’s palms and wrists

both being in utter awe that someone as amazing and beautiful wants to date them

rubbing soothing circles on one another’s hands when the other gets nervous/anxious

Kim tracing abstract patterns on Trini’s back when she’s sleeping

long walks or hiking up those mountain trails
talking to each other all night and even when one falls asleep the other doesn’t hang up the phone, lovesick idiots

When Kim asks Trini what she did to get into detention this time, if she isn’t sending a death glare towards Zack and groaning like she’s suffering through hell and back, she just gives a sheepish smile and a nonchalant shrug because she’s not going to admit that she volunteers to go to this and the teacher could care less

Taking photographs

Kim’s mirror is covered in polaroids and Trini has a secret album

Trini finding out that Kim can do an absolutely believable flawless British accent (you figure out the details)

Kim mouthing the lines to movies and tv shows and Trini’s not even paying attention to the screen anymore like always

God forbid, they have hidden poetry/song books about one another that neither of have told them about.

Tickle Fights

Kim complimenting Trini all the time just to see her blush

The only time they will ever carry each other without being a stumbling blushing mess or arguing over the position in carrying is when one of them is injured or asleep

Star Gazing on top of Kim’s roof

They totally had the same idea of kissing in the rain even though they both know it’s a fricking cliche because a) they can’t get sick and b) they’re saps and hopeless romantics even if they won’t admit it

Having a snowman contest

Kim pushing Trini into the pool and Trini pulling her in with her

Kim booping Trini on the nose and Trini is just bewildered

They take turns bringing each other drinks and donuts for breakfast during the school week (Jason scolds them about needing to eat a healthier breakfast)

They meet up before first period then always text each other before their next classes/during passing periods/hallway traffic jam to complain or give them a heads up about things instead of walking one another to class

Stealing from another’s food during lunch
though it turns more into a game of sorts

Whoever gets out earlier from class waits by the other’s locker after school

Let’s just say the Rangers can’t get drunk so they inevitably try to drink themselves to death, but a body shot and a lap dance ensues

“Do you trust me?”
“Not with my water bottle and definitely not over a cliff.”

“If she goes, I go.”

“You’re an idiot.”

“That’s just your way of telling me, you love me. I’ve cracked that code a long time ago, Hart.”

“Will you please just shut up for a second and stop doubting yourself and listen to me! You’re beautiful.”

“Why did we agree to play Seven Minutes in Heaven?”
“Did they just tell us to go fuck in a closet?”
“The irony hasn’t escaped me.”

“I hate this town. I hate these faces. I’m just so tired of everything, except you. Never you.”

“You’re not short,you’re just tiny.”

“I don’t remember falling in love with you. I just remember you grabbing onto my hand and squeezing way too hard when we were about to be pummeled to our deaths by a train and in that terrifying second I couldn’t process anything except a single thought which was, “You’re dying just admit you’re gay and pretty girls make you weak.”

“You’ve been shutting everyone out that genuinely cares about you”
“Not everyone, not you.”

“Do you think the world could suddenly end on a night as quiet as this?”

“Let me ask you something. Do you think there’s such a thing as a perfect day?”
“What?”
“A perfect day. Start to finish. When nothing terrible or sad or ordinary happens. Do you think it’s possible?”

“We spend our whole lives stuck in the labyrinth, thinking about how we’ll escape one day, and how awesome it will be, and imagining that future keeps us going, but we’ll never do it. We just use the future to escape the present. Truth is, we’ll never actually be rid of Angel Grove, we’re still Power Rangers and just like any other superhero we’ll end up staying exactly where we are. Unfortunately our home isn’t a city.” “Well, at least it has you.”

“You were not meant to simply be pretty. You were meant to fight back, so get up and face it.”

“What’s inside is what matters. You are so much smarter than they give you credit for.”

“I am aware that I am less than some people prefer me to be, but most people are unaware that I am so much more than what they see.”

“I feel lost inside myself.”

“I’m not perfect, but I’m original.”

“Tell me every terrible thing you ever did and let me love you anyway.”

“The happiest people, don’t have the best of everything, they just make the best of everything.”

“Perhaps, I want nothing more than to fall asleep next to you.”

“My life will end someday and so will yours, hopefully we die roughly around the same age, not that I want you to die ever but I don’t want you suffering of heartbreak like some depressing Hallmark movie so just kiss me anytime.”

“Thank you, for making me feel less alone.”

“I stopped explaining myself when I realized people only understand from their level of perception.”

“You are alive. You are not a sad story.”

“I love you, but don’t know what to do.”

“You can’t love someone unless you love yourself first.” Bullshit.
I have never loved myself.
But you
Oh god, I loved you so much I forgot what hating myself felt like.”

“Why did you do that?”
“Because I love you.”

“I would never let anybody or anything hurt you.”

“I don’t know for sure what I’m feeling. I don’t think you know exactly what you’re feeling either. This is all new or maybe we’ve felt this way for quite sometime, but refused to acknowledge them. What I do know is that, whatever mutual feelings we have for one another is not going to jeopardize our friendship.We’re not going to let that happen.”

“Just talk to me.”

“What is wrong with you?”
“I’m crazy, remember?”

Kim noticing that Trini has bad social anxiety especially when she’s seated or standing in a public closed in crowd so she always makes it a priority to get seats near the windows in the corner or a seat where Trini’s back is covered
Kim trying to learn Spanish on her own not just to impress Trini (that’s just an added bonus) but to make it easier for Trini’s brothers and dad to communicate with her. She manages to even impress Trini’s mom and manages to have forge somewhat of an acquaintanceship, but she’s still wary.

They’re in love, that’s all I’ve got to say.

Love can be a miracle, darling

Pairings: Harry x reader in the beginning, Draco x reader in the end

Word count: 2281

Requested: Hey, can you write a Harry Potter x Reader where they have been dating for a while but the reader caught Harry cheating on her with Cho and they have a huge fight. After that, she keeps crying and Draco tries to cheer her up and they kiss. Pleaseeeee <3 by @partyiinthedungeons

A/N: I hope you like it and sorry for posting it so late. I did my best to finish it today because of my full schedule. Sorry for the mistakes because i am sure there are and let me now what you think ♥ 

Originally posted by crystelgreene

Being Harry Potter’s girlfriend had it advantages and disadvantages. The good part was the loyal friends you got by your side and the bad…well the bad are the slytherins always trying to offend you somehow. Well, they were mostly hostage toward Harry not me but the fact I was ready to kill everybody who had said something bad about him was enough for a way the others to mockery him.

But besides the bad attitude we got in fifth year, I was more than happy to be with him. Half of the school thought he was a liar, a boy wanting an attention and I were just a chick using him to become famous and so on. However, Harry never paid so much attention to those words but I did. I tried not to but it was hurting to hear such lies. Harry was so nice to stay hours after curfew to calm me down, to say he loved me and that’s all that mattered. He even said that if I wanted we would break up so he could see my smile again. I, of course, punched him slightly always exclaiming that he was much more important than some stupid students.  

We were going to Hogsmeade on dates, drinking butterbeers, shopping at Zonko’s, we basically tried everything there for such a short period. I did my best to stay focused when helping him with his homework but usually ended making out on the sofa in the common room. That led to an angry Hermione who didn’t skip an opportunity to remind us we were falling behind with it. But let’s come to the present where the interesting part is.

Today was just an ordinary Saturday. We had finally finished another rough week. Early in the morning I woke up and after dressing up, I headed towards the library. There was an hour till breakfast so I decided to spend it while searching information for Snape’s essay.

“Hey (Y/N)! Why are you awake so early?”, Hermione’s voice ranged through the empty library.

“I just want to get something done. I don’t want to fall and spending time with Harry isn’t helping me.”, smiling I sat down next to her.

“You managed to find the truth! Only for that I will lend you my notes, but don’t tell the boys.”, we both laughed and after promising I would not each one of us continued her work.

“If we don’t hurry we will miss the breakfast. Come on.”, I packed my things and with my friend we exited the room going straight to the Great Hall.

There weren’t a lot of people but our boys were already on the Gryffindor table. Harry was reading something while Ron was eating…a lot, as usual. A smirked appeared on my face as I went to my boyfriend as quiet as I could. He was facing me with his back so I used this opportunity to cover his eyes, well specifically his glasses. The boy jumped due to being surprised. His hands left the newspaper and touched mine trying to identify the person messing with him.

“(Y/n)!”, my boyfriend exclaimed seconds later and turned around to face me. There was a smile on his face which caused me to smile, too. I sat down next to him placing a kiss on his cheek.

“Don’t tell me you are still reading those lies.”, I took the newspaper from his hands but Hermione did the same to me, making the research instead of us.

“Well, you were late, so we had to take it.”

“You two are disgusting.”, Ron noted as he continued to eat.

“You will be too when you find a girl, oh my pardon, if you find a girl.”, Hermione retorted as she closed the paper and put it in her back.

We all laughed while Ron gave Granger a dead look.

“What are we doing tonight?”, although it seemed as an ordinary question, it wasn’t. Since some weeks, we were training spells in out secret group, or so called D.A.

“We have a studying session at 8 pm. as always (Y/n), how can you forget about it?”

“Oh, sorry Harry but when I see you I forget everything.”, we usually played this game of being so in love only to make no suspicions but we did enjoyed it, it always amused us.

After we finished our lunch we went to the lake. The weather was fantastic and neither one of us wanted to spend the whole day locked in the castle. We sat down next to a tree trying to stay in its shadow and began doing our homework. I can’t say we desired to do it but there was a trip to Hogsmeade tomorrow and I didn’t want to miss it because of stupid two meters long essays. Harry and Ron were complaining instead of working, Hermione used her energy to quarrel with Ron while I and Harry laughed at their ‘family problems’. The time was passing by and soon dinner came. After we were done, we agreed to go to the Required room separated so Umbridge won’t be able to catch us.

“What are you going to teach me today, Mr. Potter?”, I teased my boyfriend as we were heading towards our wanted direction.

“Someone is eager for knowledge? You should spend less time with Hermione.”

“Oh, shut up!”, I punched him slightly and laughed, “You are just jealous that I’m coping with school, while you might be failing.”

“That huts. That’s it! You made me cry, what kind of a girlfriend are you?”

“Come here and let me kiss you, you’ll feel better.”, leaning closer we shared a kiss that would had definitely turned out in a heated one if it wasn’t somebody’s cough to make us separate.

“Hey there lovebirds! You can continue that later, we have a work now.”, Fred Weasley smirked and entered the Required room. We followed his actions.

This time Harry showed us some others spells. I was with Neville who surprisingly was doing much better than me. I was doing well to be honest, practicing with Ginny, Ron, Harry, but maybe like 30 minutes later I didn’t fail to notice something. Cho Chang, a ravenclaw girl Harry used to like in his fourth year, was now watching my boyfriend carefully, trying to get his attention. That made me mad and that’s why I got hit my Neville’s spell that paralyzed me for a moment.

“I hit her, I did it!”, Neville screamed at top of his lungs happily, “Sorry (Y/n).” He then came closer and helped me stand.

“No problems. I am happy you did it, Neville.”, he was so happy that I couldn’t tell him I wasn’t paying enough attention to block the spell.

No matter what I did afterwards was, to put it mildly, horrible. I tried to practice but my eyes were glancing and Cho and Harry. I knew he was helping her but I didn’t like she was doing poor just for his attention. Harry was observing everybody and when he saw my actions he came closer and gave Neville time for a rest.

“What’s going on? Are you okay?”, I could read the care in his eyes and it made me feel a little better. Besides everything Harry was with me, not with her.

“I’m fine now.”

“If you wanted to train with me you could have just asked.”

Till the end of the lesson I was actually getting more and more capable of using the new spells. Deep inside me I felt pleasure to show Cho I was better that her. When the ‘class’ was over we were heading out by three. I wanted to stay and help Harry to clean but he refused, telling I’d better go and rest. I listened to him and left the room with Hermione and a tall Hufflepuff boy. We were already on the stairs when I realized I had forgotten my barrette.

“Wait for me, I’ll be back in a minute.”, after notifying Hermione I ran upstairs.

The door was slightly open. Cursing the stupid people who left it that way I entered the room but stopped where I was. My eyes widen when I saw Harry and Cho kissing in front of me. She had put one of her hands on his face, while Harry had placed his hands on her both sides. My eyes were filled with tears by now.

“How could you?”, was the only thing my mouth let out. I felt a strange feeling in my throat, not letting me to breathe or talk anymore. Harry and Cho jumped away from each other, both looking at me as a deer looking at the headlights coming towards her.

“(Y/n), I-”

“Don’t!”

I exited the room and ran in some direction not caring where I was going. Suddenly I felt somebody grabbing my hand and spinning me around. It was Harry with his messy hair and sad face.

“Stop.”, he said softly.

“Let me go, please. Let me go!”, I managed to find my voice again and screamed at him.

“It’s not what it seems.”

“Oh, really? Because it seems you still love Cho and was messing with me the whole time!”, he didn’t know what to say, he did try but nothing came out, “Have you ever loved me, Harry? Have you?”

“Of course I have, I still do.”

“Do not lie to me! Do not!”, licking his lips, the boy was about to talk but I interrupted him, “I cannot believe you used me like this.”

“I-I didn’t, I-”

“Are you sure because stuttering like this now shows me I am right.”, I bit my lips trying to prevent the others tears to roll down my face, “Look at me, look at my eyes and say you did not use me to forget Cho or to fucking make her jealous! Look at me for god’s sake and say it!”

But the boy was still looking at his feet ashamed.

“I loved you, Harry. Everything I have ever said was true. I showed you my feelings, I gave you my heart…and for what? To be your little toy!? To be the girl you would go to if Cho didn’t like you back?! To be the second option?! Fuck you Harry!”, I screamed at his face, spun around on my heels and attempted to get away from him.

“No, (Y/n), wait!”

“Don’t you dare touch me again or call me, Potter. Don’t you dare!”, this time my voice was low, almost calmly but I felt how he trembled from it. I didn’t mean to threaten him but his presence was no longer wanted around me.  

After minutes of walking I ended in the Astronomy tower. I sat down and let myself cry out all the pain inside me. How could he do this to me? I believed him when everybody thought he was a liar, I was beside him every time he was bullied…and what did I get? A knife in the back! As I was sobbing a voice spoke beside me.

“I see there are troubles in heaven, huh?”

“What do you want Draco? I am not in the mood for your stupid jokes”, but as soon as I turned to face him, his expression changed. With some steps he came next to me and kneeled down.

“Hey, hey. I’m sorry, I didn’t think it was that serious.”, he spoke with a soft and caring voice, something I’d never thought I would hear from him.

“Don’t act as you care.”

“I do care if you haven’t noticed, darling.”

Looking at him, especially at his eyes, some moments ran through my mind. He had always been good to me, never saying bad about me, helping me in Potions, not gloating when I fail… For the first time I felt I could tell him what happened, what I was feeling and he would care about it. All those small details were showing something deeper and complicated to be explained.

“I-Ha-Harry cheated on m-me.”, saying those words out made me sob again. Draco wrapped his hand around me, getting me closer for a hug.

“Hey, look at me.”, with his forefinger he lifted my chin up so now I was facing him, “He doesn’t deserve your tears.” He remover some of them, “He doesn’t deserve your love. You have to stand up, smile and show him what he has missed. Show him you are happier without him. You are the one who deserves better – somebody who would do anything for you, and by anything I really mean anything. You are so kind, funny, just amazing. I cannot explain it but each time I see you, my mood changes. I become more gleeful just because of hearing your voice, laugh or seeing the spark of joy in your eyes. You deserve somebody that can make you feel the same way you make me feel… ”

Without thinking I leaned closer and connected our lips. The kiss was salty due to my tears but was enough to make me feel butterflies in my stomach. I didn’t feel it only with my body; I felt it with my soul. It warmed me up, made me feel loved. That kiss wasn’t like the kisses I’d shared with Harry. It was kind of passionate but showing things that could hardly be explained even from the hand of a skillful poet. It was something not to read about but to feel it.

“I’ve never thought you could be showing such emotions.”

“Love makes miracles with everybody, darling.”, he smiled and leaned for another kiss.  

Dean’s Plaid

Summary: You and Dean do NOT get along. Until the night that you do.

Warning: smut, anger sex

Word Count: 3200

A/N: Hope y’all enjoy some Dean smut! XOXO

There are two things in the world you really hate: plaid and Dean Winchester.

There are plenty of things that you don’t like, that irritate and annoy you, that you’d rather not deal with. But those are the only two things you actively hate. A store with a window display of plaid clothing is enough to get your blood boiling these days. And Dean? Well, you make sure you never think of Dean. That just tailspins your world into a mess of violent anger for days before it wears off.

So the fact that you are currently wearing one of Dean Winchester’s plaid shirts, listening to him hum along with the radio as he drives you to his motel?

Yeah. You’re gonna need something to kill.

Or you could just kill Dean.

Keep reading

  1. Even perfect effort is impossible. You’re going to read a lot that it is better to aim for perfect efforts over perfect results. But thing is, even the former is impossible. When working on a project or preparing for an exam, you will reach a saturation level where any improvement beyond that point will be minimal. You need to figure out a point of balance between your school work and the other parts of your life by learning when enough is enough, otherwise you will lose yourself in endless frustration because you will keep pursuing an unattainable goal.
  2. Grades are meaningless. This is something that took me 1.5 years of weekly therapy sessions to realize. Your self-worth is not in your grades. Your self-worth is in who you are as a person, which rests in your passions, your relationships and the things that you do to make the world a better place. You are your own person and you will keep being just as awesome as you are right now even if you don’t get that A, even if you don’t get a passing grade and even if you drop out. School is hard, but there are other things which are hard and just as rewarding as school, such as kindness, friendship, volunteering, sports, honesty, and so many other things. You don’t need a grade to prove that you are a valuable human being, because, guess what, you are valuable no matter what a report card says about your academic performance.
  3. Perfect discipline will strangle you. Do plan your assignments and study sessions, use a planner if you feel like it or whatever you like. But don’t get hung up on yourself for skipping, postponing or just not doing something. Being perfectly disciplined 100% of the time is impossible, and trying to be so will only cause you stress and anxiety which will hinder your productivity. It’s okay to change your plans and it’s okay to take time for yourself and to take time with your friends. Give yourself an empty day every once in a while, you not only deserve it but you also need it for your mental balance.
  4. Set yourself reasonable goals. Your to-do list doesn’t have to be 10 feet long even if you are late in every course. The day doesn’t get longer just because you add more stuff to do on your list. Even if you don’t finish everything by bedtime, going to bed later won’t allow you to be more productive tomorrow. It is way better to underestimate your capacity on a given day and end up doing a few extra things than to get mad at yourself for not doing everything you wanted to do that day.
  5. It’s okay to botch things. Sometimes you just don’t have time to do everything perfectly and you need to prioritize. It’s okay to do so. Everyone does it to some extent and everyone gets through just fine, and so will you.
  6. Nobody notices those minor mistakes you hate yourself for. I swear. Nobody. Fucking. Notices. For your teacher, your copy is likely to be just another copy in the pile of hundreds they have to go through every time they correct an assignment. If they do take notice, they will not think less highly of you for it because everyone makes mistakes. All the time. Even your idols have made mistakes in the past and still make them frequently. So really, none of those matters.
  7. Living with perfectionism is living a life dominated by fear. You don’t deserve to be constantly scared of fucking up, to hate yourself for every minor mistake you make or to be terrified that someone will uncover your (perceived) lack of worth. You deserve to be happy, to be fulfilled and to have fun. If you feel like your aspirations to perfection are taking over your life, please seek help.

(pls click tumblr is an asshole and makes my images blurry)

It’s not a man bun but it is acceptable.

WHO AM I KIDDING I LOVE HIM HAVE A MESSY QUICK SKETCH/WIP OF NEW KALLUS that took way too long to make and is still kinda weird with proportions but I’m too tired I just wanted to draw Kallus because the Boi is a rebel CAPTAIN now apparently and I’m also dead.

How to deal with your borderline's feelings of abandonment: a guide for outsiders

1. If they confront you about their fears, usually all they want to hear are those four glorious words. “I’m not abandoning you”
2. Since we borderlines are class-A overanalysers, then go into detail. You have reassured that they are wrong and you are not abandoning them. Now is the time to explain. “I was just hanging out with friends” “I needed to get coffee with [this person] because I needed to talk to them about something.” “I haven’t seen this person in a long time. It was nice to catch up”
3. Since jealousy is a main characteristic of someone with borderline, proceed to reaffirm the person. “Besides, we hung out two days ago” “we have plans tomorrow remember?” “I was hoping to make plans with you over the break remember?”

These are positive ways to reaffirm and reassure a borderline with abandonment issues.

Bless me - Sirius Black x Reader (smutty)


Requests
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1. Hi, could I request a young Sirius black imagine where it’s like legit just not the reader and Sirius week? Basically, the two are just horny all week but every time they get intimate someone walks in and ruins it throughout the week. I loveeeee your blog sooo much. Much love ❤️
2.  a fic with Sirius and pet names bc I 100% feel like Sirius would call his s/o baby girl and love.. so could you do something where he’s always calling her everything other than her name and reader is like why do you call me that… idk shitty plot I just randomly came up but feel free to do something completely different but Sirius black would definitely call his girlfriend babe, baby, baby girl,   love. thanks dude
Warnings: My English, swearing and smutty(yes, yes I’m a sinner, let’s sin together). Also… listen to this
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Monday.

The week had started rather great. You had woken up in your boyfriend’s arms. Even though you wanted something better than breakfast, you knew that you had to get of bed and go back to your room in order to change. You gave a silent promise to yourself that you would resume those thoughts later. However, reality had a different plan.
It had begun really subtly that you couldn’t have guessed where it would’ve ended. 
“Hello, bonbon”. You wanted to laugh at the ridiculous nickname Sirius had given you, but you suppressed the urge and smiled instead, pecking his lips. 
“Please, guys. It’s breakfast” James teased you pretending to throw up. You just rolled your eyes and sat down next to Sirius.
The guys got engaged in a Quidditch-related conversation. You, however, couldn’t keep your hands to yourself. Biting your lip, you reached for your coffee with your left hand while you slipped your right hand to Sirius’s thighs. Simply resting near his knee. It was something that you did most of the time, so it wasn’t really provocative. Seemingly unconsciously, your hand was slowly making its way up while you started talking with Lily and Mary about Alice’s date with Frank. You felt him stiffening a bit. With the corner of your eye, you saw him raising a questioning eyebrow. You pretended that you had no idea he was looking at you waiting for an answer. When your hand was close to where you wanted it to be, you removed it abruptly, brushing your fingers over his forming bulge. 
He grabbed your wrist, making you turn to face him. You looked at him all too innocent and batted your eyelashes couple of times, while your eyes were wide and confused. Yeah, right. 
“What are you doing, doll?” he whispered into your ear quite raspy, letting go of your hand.  You furrowed your eyebrows bewildered. What could he possibly mean? It’s not like you wanted to turn him on…
“What am I doing, honey?” you asked feigning ignorance. You purposely pressed your palm against his- oh, he was hard already you thought, mentally smirking. You sent him a wink and got up quickly.
“Guys, I forgot my textbook in your room yesterday. I’ll go get it; catch up with you later” you said abashed and walked out of the Great Hall, almost running. 

Five minutes later, you were pinned down to his bed with him, hovering above you, his lips leaving bruises on your neck and his hands trying to remove your shirt. You had wrapped your legs around his body and you were already roaming his -now- naked torso with your hands. You were going to miss your first class but you really, really didn’t care. Again, reality had a different plan.
“OH MY MERLIN, GUYS!”. An outraged Remus had walked in on you. You instantly broke apart. You tried to pull yourself together while Sirius was buttoning up his shirt.
“Just… get yourselves to class” Remus said scoffing. Great.





Tuesday

You hadn’t been given the chance to finish what you had started last night. That was why you had woken up with an unpleasant feeling building up between your legs. You had dragged yourself- okay, Lily had dragged your arse- all the way to the Great Hall for breakfast but you couldn’t focus on anything else.
“Kitten” someone whispered to you. If you hadn’t dreamt about his voice so many times, maybe you wouldn’t have known who it was.
“Why do you call me that? All the… pet names?” you asked him, voice lowering when you said a certain word. He just smirked and leaned down to your lips. But that little shit never kissed you. He just stayed there, smirking like Casanova, ghosting your mouth and then… gone. He knew exactly what to do to make you want more. But so did you.
All the way to Potions, you were swaying your hips a bit more, just a tad really. You were playing with a strand, swirling it around your index finger and batting your eyelashes couple of times more than it was necessary. Little things that you knew would drive him crazy. 
When you reached Slughorn’s classroom- the dungeon, really- you quickly sat down next to James and not Sirius. You just winked at your boyfriend, leaving them both puzzled. Sirius took a seat across the classroom, next to Lily. If he thought that he would win the jealousy game, he thought wrong. 
“To what do I owe the pleasure of your company?” James teased you, wiggling his eyebrows. You leaned closer, your lips almost touching his, right before you moved your mouth near his ear, whispering your newly concocted plan. You were sure he would anything to gain Lily’s attention-and jealousy if possible.You knew that Lily liked him but she would never make a move on her own. So, she needed a gentle push. And you were about to kill two birds with one stone. 
You two were sitting way too close to each other and touching as much as possible. He had his arm wrapped around your waist and you were resting your head on his shoulder. You could see how jealous Lily was when James called you candy. You could also see Sirius fuming and you loved it because you knew how that rage would be interpreted once you two were alone. 

It was safe to say that your predictions turned out to be extremely precise.
You were trapped between his hands in just your lingerie, your arms pinned above you, tied together with his tie.
“Flirting with my best mate, sugar?” he husked. You wanted to touch him, so you made an attempt to lower your hands but he just pinned them above your head and against the wall again. 
“Not so fast baby girl. Not so fast” he reprimanded you, his lips ghosting over yours. He kissed you feverishly as he grabbed your thighs, wrapping your legs around him as he pressed you harder against the wall. He slowly guided your legs all the way up to his shoulders. Your breath was shallow. He was about to go down on you when-
“I GOT A DATE-OH SWEET LORD”. You blushed madly and left frustrated. 
“James Fleamont Potter, you are a dead man” you hissed at him once Sirius had placed you down to the ground and undone his tie. He just smirked at the sight of you in just lacy underwears.
“Prongs!”.


Wednesday

 It was so damn frustrating. Three days now you were horny and needy and so turned on all the time. Also, three days now you got interrupted every time you two were intimate. Remus, James and today was Peter’s turn. You should have known.  
You had confessed that the pet names he was giving you had done exactly what he wanted. While you were eating lunch. So, naturally, he was done being discrete because he was living the same hell as you. He just grabbed you and dragged you all the way to his room, without giving a flying fuck about the weird glances people were giving you.
This time he was the one in need. You closed the door behind you and placed your hands on his torso, pushing him backwards, forcing him to sit down on the edge of his bed. You smiled at him sultrily and straddled him, capturing his lips at the same time as your hands made their way to the zipper of his pants. He groaned as you palmed him through his underwear. His mouth was on your neck, biting your sensitive skin. You stood up. You knew how much he got turned on by what was about to follow. 
You pushed his underwear down along with his pants. He had already removed his shirt. You decided to prolong his satisfaction a bit. You slowly undid your shirt, slightly pushing it off of your body. You stepped out of your skirt in an extremely teasing way.  
”Merlin, baby” he said breathlessly. You smirked.
”Wrong name… daddy” you husked, knowing exactly what you were doing.
You fell on your knees in front of him. You saw his cock twitching at the mere sight of you. You lowered your head, caressing his thighs and took him in your mouth. Well, almost. 
A faint cough was heard and you simply froze. You looked at your boyfriend who was in a very hard place. Literally. 
“I was-I just. I’m gonna go” Peter stuttered, blushing uncontrollably before he left. Another ruined day.



Thursday

You would explode. You could really explode. You were constantly horny and soaking wet. Something he knew because he was constantly horny and hard. You knew that he would never hear the end of it. His friends made sure of that. They were teasing you all day long. A dirty joke, a suggestive comment, a desperate sound. It didn’t matter. You were on the edge. All week long. Every single of his touches left you panting. Even his hand on yours. Hell, even his voice, his eyes, his lips. God, you needed him. 
Unfortunately, you had to study. You had an essay due tomorrow and you weren’t about to start failing classes because you wanted sex. Craved, more accurately. But still. You had your priorities straightened. Or so you thought. 
You were in your room, sitting on your bed, writing that damn essay while reading more information as you went on. 
Lily walked in, a happy smile plastered on her face. Oh, right. The date.
“How did it go?” you asked her, not being able to concentrate anymore. 
“It was… nice” she said but her grin was saying much more. She sat down, next to you. Before she could continue the door opened, revealing two annoyed boys, one lovestrucked and one… in the same state with you. 
“Hiii” James greeted like in a haze. He was grinning like a mad man. Lily blushed. You rolled your eyes at them. 
“Dinner anyone?” you suggested. You were getting wild thought again and gave a very pointed look at Sirius, signaling him to wait. 
Everyone nodded in agreement and made their way outside.
“Aren’t you coming?” Lily questioned you puzzled. You were. In more ways than one.
“I need to finish off with the essay. It’s just a line more. I’ll be right there” you said confidently. 
“I’ll wait here, Lily. You know… to make sure she will come” Sirius said. You felt your heat dripping. Lily, not knowing what was the true meaning behind his words, smiled and nodded before she left you alone. 
You just waited for a while. He didn’t make a move. Great. 
You started working on your essay again but before you could realize what was happening, your essay was nowhere to be found, you were laying on the bed and he was gripping your ass. This time it was rougher. He kissed you hungrily and moved his hands to the hem of your panties. Not caring about the rest of your clothes, you slightly lifted your ass giving him permission to remove them. And he did.
“You are dripping, angel” he stuttered. You had to breathe slowly and carefully, otherwise, you would cum only by his remarks. 
He dived in. His tongue was like this heaven-sent blessing. You head fell back and your hands flew to his hair. He loved it when you were gently (or not) pulling his hair. 
“You said one lin- OH MY EYES!”. Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck. Really? For the love of God! Now Lily had walked in on you. You felt the urge to scream.
“GET OUT” you hissed at her and she did. But your mood wasn’t the same. You needed the release but you were pissed and that was never a good combination.
Without a word, you simply got cleaned up and dressed, sending Sirus an apologizing glance, and got out. 


Friday

You had had enough! You couldn’t keep it to yourself anymore. You walked into his room. More like, staggered in. No one. Fuck.
And then you heard it. Water. Someone was taking a shower. You prayed to Merlin, to cosmos, to karma, to be Sirius. You slowly opened the door and crept inside. 
“Baby?” you questioned, hoping that he would answer and not one of the other guys.
“Ninja? Is that you?”. He was in the shower, behind the curtain. You really, really wanted to rip that thing open. 
“No more Wonder Woman?” you teased. It was just your thing. Pet naming. They turned you on. Both of you. Not that you needed them right now. 
He let out a laugh but something seemed off.
“Is everything alright, love?”. You were genuinely worried. You could see his silhouette. Oh, Lord. That ass. You bit down your lip to stop yourself from groaning.
“Um.. to be honest, I wanted to take care of something” he said truthfully yet uneased. You had to contain yourself in order not to lose it. You closed your eyes momentarily and opened them again. You stripped off of your clothes and simply opened up the curtain, revealing a sinful sight.. You were hosting a party in Hell and you were gonna love it. You stepped inside, getting wet-and not just by the water. You cupped his face and kissed him. 
As if on cue, three figures walked in on you. AGAIN. Their eyes went wide. But you didn’t stop devouring him. You wouldn’t.
“It’s called voyeurism” you said between your kisses, extremely nonchalant. 
“We are not stopping. So either get out or enjoy the show” Sirius added and he placed his mouth on your neck, his hands roaming your naked body. At this point, you coudln’t care less if they saw you. They had seen you in many compromising positions all week long. You threw back your head and a loud moan escaped your mouth. He groaned, stiffening slightly at how hard he got. His body pressed against your felt like heaven-or hell. Can you bless me? you thought. Like you would kneel in front of him. You weren’t about to stop. And they got it. 

They left. FINALLY. 





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The Stereotype

 Requested by anon: Drabble #7 with eric from divergent plsss 

 Pairing: Eric Coulter X Reader

 Word count: 955

 Drabble: Everyone keeps telling me you’re the bad guy.


 Things are different now. That was the first thing they told you when you jumped off the net. A brand new initiation with new possibilities. Thanks to those “possibilities” you’re standing here, in the leader’s office, waiting for Max.

 You’re a very good fighter. The best among the transfers, and better than half of the Dauntless-born. Someone saw something good on you. You hope this person is right.

 “Among all those kids, Four had to choose a little girl.”

 You look at the door behind you to see him. Eric. It makes sense. He’s your instructor and a leader. Max wouldn’t lose his time with the initiates.

 “It’s you, then.” The smile that comes to his lips seems honest and that surprises you. “I’ve seen you fight. You’re good. (Y/N), am I right?”

 “Yes.”

 “Very good. That’s how it’ll work.” He sits down in his huge chair, making eye contact all the time. You can’t help but feel uncomfortable. “You’ll train with the other initiates until lunch. Then with me until dinner. That means…”

 “I’ll have to train even harder.” You cut him off, shyly avoiding his gaze. Those blue eyes can make you melt, somehow you know that. “Four already told me that.”

 “Great. Meet me here tomorrow after lunch. Don’t be late.” 


 “Maybe this opportunity isn’t a good thing for you.” Clary, your friend who came with you from Erudite is trying to change your mind. For two hours now. “Do you know Keenan? The Dauntless-born with green hair? He told me Eric punched his brother right in the face just because the man didn’t move out his way.”

 “I’ll just move then.” A laugh escapes your lips. “The thing is: I never thought about leadership. Now that I actually have a chance, I’ll fight for it.”

 “Eric is the bad guy, (Y/N). You need to understand that.” Clary makes you stop, right by the dormitory’s door. “He hanged five initiates over the chasm for something like disobeying his orders.”

 “Clar, I’ll be fine. Let’s get some sleep because tomorrow will be a long day.”

 Ignoring her response, you run the bathroom to take a shower before going to sleep.


 “(Y/N), can I talk to you?” Four calls you when you successfully hit your target. You gladly run to meet him, standing away from everyone.

 “What’s up?”

 “Eric.” It’s cute to see that he cares. Four has been a great friend since you came here. “You don’t like following rules, but you have to do what he says.” He takes a look around, probably just checking if the initiates aren’t trying to kill each other. “He’s dangerous. I thought he wouldn’t agree training you so I’d do myself. But for some reason, he wants to keep his eyes on you.”

 “Four, I’m thankful for your friendship and for your help. Clary wants me to give up because you know… It’s Eric. But I can handle it. I can handle him.” You give him a smile, kindly touching his arm. “I promise that I’ll tell you if anything happens.”

 “I’ll be here for you, but I won’t be physically there to help you. You have to keep in mind that Eric is the bad…”

 “(Y/N)!” You turn around quickly to face Eric, staring at you from the other side of the training room. “You’re fighting now.”

 “See you around, Four.”


 You take your time during lunch, enjoying the small talk with the other initiates. Clary keeps giving you tips on “how to deal with Eric Dauntless Leader Coulter”. When Four calls, you say goodbye to your friends, running to the leader’s office.

 Guess what you see when you get there? The worst person of this cruel faction drinking coffee peacefully. You clean your throat after opening the door quietly, not wanting to bother him or something.

 “You’re late.”

 “No, I’m not. Four can prove it.” It comes out before you can think, and the image of your body hanging over the chasm fills your mind.

 “Four. You like him.” It isn’t a question, but you don’t know why Eric is saying this. What Four has to do with this situation?

 “Of course I do. We’re kinda friends.” You sit before him, playing with a black pen, pretending to draw on his desk. “He helps me. He actually helps everyone who needs him.”

 “What about me?”

 It does make you freeze. Eric’s icy eyes are locked on yours. You search on your memories for a reason. Since the first day, you’ve been trying your best and being successful. You know Eric pays a lot of attention to you, but that’s just because you’re good at what you do.

 But that’s weird. What the hell he wants you to say?

 “About you what?” You struggle, trying not to stutter.

 “Four is your friend. What am I?”

 “My leader. My instructor.” You take a deep breath, letting the pen fall from your fingers. “And everyone keeps telling me you’re the bad guy.

 “Do you believe them?” Eric stands up, moving to sit on the chair beside you.

 “I don’t know yet.”

 “If you don’t give up I can show you that I’m more than a stereotype.”

 “Why?” You can’t help but smile. Eric’s very handsome and it makes you blush. Trying to keep your heartbeat steady, you avoid his gaze.

 “Because I kinda like you.” He imitates your tone when you were speaking about Four.

 “Well, I can’t promise you anything.”

 “Good thing I have time.” After giving you a smile that almost makes your heart melt, he goes back to his seat, grabbing a pile of papers. “Today we have paperwork.”

 You’d complain, but somehow you want to spend all the time you can with him.

hello darlings! sooo, skam ending, eh? well, the skam website being updated is indeed something we’ll no longer see, but to me skam isn’t just completely over yet. because they’ll still be there, these four seasons we had, with all the moments we cherish and all these characters we’ve grown to love. you’ll always be able to watch your favorite scenes, you’ll always be able to re-immerse yourself in that universe, when you have a day off and you feel like watching complete seasons, or when you’re thinking about that particular clip and you have 15 minutes to spare so you rewatch it 

and you see, the wonderful thing about skam being in real time is that it really does feel like these characters will continue to live their life after today. they’re all still going to be there tomorrow, in the skam world. and i know some of these characters have provided good representation and were people you could see yourself in and people you just cared about, and the beautiful thing is that you’ll always get to keep them with you. you always get to picture what they’re doing at a particular moment, and picture their future. as odd as that might sound, they’re sort of like different colored playdough, that is shaped a certain way now, but that are still malleable and that you get to shape however you want from now on

now i’m not going to tell you the typical “don’t cry because it’s over, smile because it happened” because it’s okay if you’re feeling sad about not getting skam updates anymore. it’s understandable, and you’re not overreacting, and you’re allowed to feel the way you feel. but i truly hope that, if not today, then tomorrow or the day after, you’ll still smile because it happened, and as it keeps happening. because as long as your love for these people and their story is there, as long as your imagination is there, skam lives on, in a truly special way 

anonymous asked:

could you maybe tell me more about the predebut yoonmin flirting? always read that they were flirting so much in that phase but i don't really know anything about it. ^^'

so yoongi and jimin used to tease / mention each other a lot on twitter, e.g: 

[SUGA] While seeing Ppark Jjiminie’s washboard abs I think that I must do today’s laundry with Ppark Jjiminie’s abs 

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Some Enjolras headcanons:

-He cannot stand coffee. He drinks way, way too much of it but thinks it’s disgusting. Usually puts like half a cup of sugar in it.

-Clothing disaster. Owns four copies of the same outfit. Buys t-shirts in packs whenever he needs new ones. The only variation is when he gets gifts from his friends, which he then wears constantly no matter how aweful. No concept of an ironic gift.

-Never sleeps. He has not slept a full 8 hours in so long. Ends up falling asleep in weird places (floors, tables, Jehan).

-Literally attracts dirt? He cannot go anywhere without getting his clothes/general person dirty. All of the jokes have been made. Protests are even worse, he somehow ends up with blood on his clothes at even the most peaceful ones.

-Cold all the time.

-Has a lot? Of feelings? That he is not very good at expressing like a normal human? He gets very intense about things like apologies and gratitude and pep talks. Stares directly into your eyes without blinking, while reciting a passionate speech that sounds like he practiced it. He did.

-When he gives his friends cards for their birthdays he writes extremely heart felt messages all over them that have been known to make people cry. Combeferre has one framed.

-Hugs that are uncomfortably long and tight.

-Usually acts like such a statue that everyone but Courfeyrac and Combeferre are always blindsided when he does something disgustingly sweet and sappy.

-Attends every poetry reading, sports game, and recital that his friends have.

-Constantly gets into fights? Even though he’s a twig that literally anyone could snap in half? Another reason for the bloody clothes.

-Actually one of the youngest of Les Amis! He’s a grade ahead in school, so he went to university not long after his seventeenth birthday.

-Doesn’t make friends very easily. When each new person joined Les Amis he wouldn’t talk directly to them for weeks. Then one day he just sits down and does the uncomfortable eye contact thing and delivers a speech about social change and a better tomorrow and how much their help means to the group. It is the official Enjolras initiation.

-This is because he has no social skills.

-Has never given Grantaire the official welcoming rant. Probably never will.

What I’m getting at here is that the Chief is a living disaster hiding behind a thin vineer of perfect hair and rage.

-Grantaire is the only one who has never noticed what a complete mess Enj is.

170914 Power fansign: Kyungsoo fanaccounts

@bestluck921: Ah, I asked Kyungsoo for an idea of what to eat tomorrow before work, and he recommended an omelette because food like omelettes are good in the morning..!

@qorgusgofl: Kyungsoo gazed at me when I told him I had something to say and laughed really brightly when I said “I’m so sad, I’m so sad you keep losing weight”.. He also nodded for me when I told him to have six delicious meals a day TT

@lightkyung56, @Melodious_DO: [Ending comments]
Kyungsoo: Thank you so much for making us first place [on MCountdown]. It’s turned into fall weather so please wear long sleeves, and don’t stress too much about things that make you worry.
Fan: I drink!
KS: And please don’t drink too much. Take care of yourselves, please.

@myuniverseisdyo: When Kyungsoo said that he’s sick but it’s not that bad, an EXO-L yelled “I’ll buy you a hospital!!!” which made him laugh and look around ㅋㅋㅋ Baekhyun said “give me one too!” It was a cute party TTTTT

@Melodious_DO: The fans were listening quietly to him so Kyungsoo paused and asked why everyone was so solemn ㅋㅋㅋ Dead with cute ㅋㅋㅋ We’re giving you our complete attention, Kyungsoo!

@nightskai88: Chanyeol said that Kyungsoo was good at speaking North Korean and made him say something. Kyungsoo said, “I’m not swearing, (whispering) gannasaekki [bastard]”

@bfbxiuuu: Minseok bragged about getting a bankbook [from the fans].. he said there must be many kind EXO-L because it was a log of their charitable acts TTTT Kyungsoo read the message in the bankbook and mentioned that 40 million won was given in charity, that this was deeply meaningful TT

sources as linked | translation: fydk

Day One

Summary: You have a crush on Peter, but Peter has eyes for someone else. Will you ever get the boy of your dreams or will you have to remain friends and move on?

Characters: Peter Parker (Tom Holland) x Reader

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1,116

A/N: Well, I was inspired. Get ready for a new series. I don’t know how long it will be, but this should be fun. I love feedback, and as always, enjoy.


It was finally Homecoming Week at school and you were actually excited for it. You had already talked to your friends, Ned, Michelle and Peter, about dressing up for the different days. You had become close friends with those three throughout your freshman year, and you were thankful for that. You were especially thankful for Peter because he was probably your closest friend out of the three because you both lived in the same apartment complex. You always planned movie nights at each other’s places every Friday evening when there wasn’t a big exam the following Monday. You both probably had way too many inside jokes that annoyed Ned and Michelle when you both would laugh at what it would be to seem nothing. Everyone thought that you and him would be a great couple, but you always denied it because Peter was infatuated with Liz Allan, who was a senior, the smartest girl in school and the prettiest, even if you did have a slight crush on your best friend.

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No Memories

Pairing: Dean x Winchester Sister!Reader, Sam x Winchester Sister!Reader, John x daughter!reader

Warnings: Abandonment, drugging, kidnapping, abuse, car crash, hospitalization

Word Count: 4721

A/N: This was written for Kas’ 2.5k Dialogue Prompt Challenge @kas-not-cas My prompt was “You have no idea who I am, do you?”. This takes place about mid season 5, not that it really matters. That is the time frame that fits the ages I’m working with and it was before the bunker. This isn’t the whole story I promise. I meant for this to be a one-shot but it got really long, like this is the longest one-shot I’ve written, and I’m tired from cleaning all day so I thought this was a good place to stop. The second part will probably be really short but it will wrap things up and will be out tomorrow. That being said, I am really proud of this one so tell me what you think feedback is always welcomed and appreciated.Also un-beta-ed and unedited because I’m tired af so all mistakes are mine and I apologize in advance. 

Summary: You are John’s youngest and Sam and Dean’s little sister. You were basically left in their laps by your mother as an infant. One day, when your five years old, you are kidnapped on Dean’s watch. Ten years later you run into Dean in a coincidental accident. What happens when he recognizes you?

^ pretend thats young Dean 

^ I know that’s JJ but lets pretend this is the relationship that Dean and his little sister have.

^When the part comes and you will know it. Imagine this but obviously not as romantic because that would be weird, especially considering the events taking place at that moment.

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