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Okay but honestly I have so many feelings about Newsies right now. I’m in love with them all.

For You{4}[Jeff Atkins]

Request: Can i request a Jeff Atkins imagine where hes like a badboy but when Y/N is the new girl at Liberty and Clay takes her under his wing, Jeff feels the need to protect her and be good for her? And then at a party he sees Monty and Y/N flirting so he gets wasted and Y/N ends up taking him to her house and taking care of him and he drunkenly confesses his softy feelings for her?

Pairing:bad boy!Jeff Atkins x fem!reader

A/N:This kinda sucks but here it is anyway!-M

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Originally posted by wkom

“Jeff… "She said once more and sighed deeply. When she saw that he just wouldn’t stop,she started shaking her head and finally, his hands removed from her hair.

"Ah,don’t do this,you’ll get dizzy!”

She ignored his comment and continued walking, faster and faster every time he spoke.She felt really uncomfortable listening to him compliment her.She needed him to shut up so that she could think straight.

“Your hair is soft.I like your hair.”

“Jeff,stop it…” She said in a serious tone.He just rolled his eyes and smiled widely,like he had achieved his goal to irritate her.

Why was he like that?Bipolar disorder?No,just too much liquor.Right?

“We’re almost at my house.Where’s yours though? "She asked and suddenly, he overdramatically put his right hand on his forehead and fell on her.She used all her strength and somehow managed to lift him up.He put his arm around her shoulders and he seemed like he couldn’t walk properly.

"What?” She almost yelled but he put his index finger on her lips,hushing her.

“Oh no,i don’t feel very well…Can i stay at your place tonight?”

“Whoa wait…”She said and tried to push him away but he was too strong and didn’t seem to move an inch.She  sighed loudly and put her hands on his waist,holding him tightly.

She let him come with her without even asking for the location of his own home.He was such a fucking distraction.She was so busy thinking of what she would answer,if he asked her about what happened at the party that she didn’t even mind him basically walking her home.All the anger had strangely faded away and she even laughed a few times at his stupid,intoxicated,loud thoughts.

“Have you noticed that i eventually go along with whatever you want tonight?I’ve lowered my standards and that’s bad.”She confessed and snorted at he thought that he had such an effect on her.It was just so funny.

“So is that an okay or what?“He asked and after hesitating for a moment,she nodded.

“I guess you won’t tell me where you live so i can take you there.And i guess i can’t leave you alone either.“

“You guess right babygirl…”He whispered in her ear and smirked.Y/N felt shivers running down her spine.What was wrong with her?She was supposed to slap him for everything he told and did to her those past couple of days and then walk away.But that wasn’t one of her options and she couldn’t tell why.

After a couple minutes of dead silence,they finally arrived at Y/N’s.

“Can you stand?”She asked and giving her an adorab-stupid smile,he removed his arm from her and indeed stood on his own two feet like there wasn’t anything wrong with him physically.

“Yes, as you can see!”He said and she shook her head.He was playing with her.Of course,she knew that he was pretending but the worst part was that he was having the time of his life.He was enjoying it so much.

She took the keys out of the pocket of her dress and unlocked the door.Thank goodness her parents were gone for the weekend.

“Oh my!This place is so cool!”Jeff exclaimed as he walked in.He literally jumped on the couch then lay there,his hands resting on his forehead.

“Yeah,sure,right…”She seemed to be thinking of something else so she wasn’t paying much attention to him.More than to what was gonna happen from that point and on.

“Y/N i need to tell you something…”He almost shouted when he saw the girl getting upstairs.She stopped moving and turned to him,giving him a questionable look.

“I’m just gonna bring you a blan-”

“It can wait.”He retorted and she frowned.What was so important?Probably on of his stupid comments again,she thought and rolled her eyes.

He sounded serious and honest though.Like something serious had happened.Y/N slowly walked towards him and getting up,he made space for her to sit beside him.

“What is it this time?”She asked,not looking at him.She felt exausted all of a sudden.She didn’t wanna think anymore.It was tiring.

“You’re probably gonna laugh at me but honestly,at this point i don’t care…”He said and put his hands on her thigh.Okay,what was happening?One moment he was all acting strange,the other all serious.Weirdly, sober serious.

The place his hand touched started burning.Damn you Jeff Atkins.Damn you…

“Doubt it,only if it’s some kind of anecdote…”She turned her gaze at him and took a moment to acknowledge his beautiful features;Fuck,he was handsome.

“Hey,listen…”He almost whispered as he removed some hair from her face,putting them behind her ear.

Oh,o-okay…”She breathed.

“You know i like you right?You don’t think i punched Motty because i hate you?I know i said some hurtful things to you and i wish i could take them back.But every time i saw you in the hall with Jensen,i couldn’t help but feel jealous that he was hanging out with you instead of me.And earlier,i felt the need to protect you from that asshole because i know he isn’t the guy you all think he is.”

As he talked,she felt more and more confused.He felt jealous?He wanted to protect her?Where did all these feelings come from?Hell,did he just say he liked her?No,she must have misheard.

“I didn’t mean to say those things to you.I-i just expressed my interest in you in the worst fucking way possible.I don’t hate you Y/N.I like you,so much.I want to get to know you better.I am so attracted to you and believe me, i am hardly holding back so as to not kiss you right now…”

His face was inches away from hers,their foreheads were touching.Y/N could smell his intoxicating breath,a mix of alcohol and ment.Her breath hitched in her throat.That was so wrong.He was just drunk,he didn’t know what he was saying,right?

“Jeff,you need to rest..”Was all that she could say as she gently put her hands on his chest, pushing him back;he was way too close.He bit the inside of his cheek,then ran a hand through his hair.

“So that’s all you have to say after all this?That i need to rest?Y/N,don’t you see it?I am so in love with you,yet you don’t even say anything about it!”

Y/N angrily stood up and started pacing back and forth.

“What do you want me to say?That i like you back?Is that what you wanna hear?Even if i did i would never admit it because boys like you use girls for their own benefit!I am not willing to be one of those girls Jeff,okay?All i want is for this  misunderstanding to end at this very moment.I forgive you for what you did but please,don’t make this more complicated than it already is.Just,leave it.I’m sure that tomorrow,everything you did and what we said tonight will just be a blur to you.So let’s just end this here,please…“

She finished her small speech and with tears in her eyes, she didn’t even notice Jeff getting up and heading towards her.

“I don’t do these things Y/N,you have it all wrong-”

He tried to touch her hand but she took a step back,shaking her head.

“It doesn’t matter, Jeff.You are drunk and you can’t control the words coming out of your mouth.I’m sure you don’t even mean everything you’ve told me tonight.So just lay on the couch,i’ll bring you a pillow and a blanket and then you can sleep.And when you wake up in the morning,please go before i come down.Don’t want you shouting at me for ‘seducing’ you to come to my home.”

She wiped away some tears covering her face and biting her lip,she turned around and hesitantly climbing the stairs,she slowly disappeared from his sight.

He decided to let her go.He thought she needed time to maybe think.Besides,she’d come down anyway.While sitting down in silence,his head spinning, he managed to come to a single conclusion;he wasn’t gonna give up so easily.

I regret not paying more attention to Arika and Mashiro back when I first watched Mai Otome. In retrospect, their relationship progression throughout the season is a joy to see transform, from being unable to stand each other’s presence to practically promising their lives to one another. The OVAs were pretty much them needing marriage counseling.

Speaking of my old friend and biographer, I would take this opportunity to remark that if I burden myself with a companion in my various little inquiries it is not done out of sentiment or caprice, but it is that Watson has some remarkable characteristics of his own to which in his modesty he has given small attention amid his exaggerated estimates of my own performances.
—  Sherlock Holmes, “The Blanched Soldier”
At Your Mercy

The harsh winter in Mirkwood and the absence of a certain Elvenking do not leave you any other choice than hoarding all the blankets you can get.

Rating: G
Fandom: The Hobbit
Prompt: Imagine how Thranduil convicts you of late-night blanket stealing. 
Pairing: Thranduil Oropherion x Reader
Type: Reader insert, one-shot, fluff
Date: 16th February, 2015
Words: 1977
Warnings: Pure unadulterated fluff. A way too cheesy plotline. Overprotective Thranduil. Grammatically questionable Sindarin: “my love” (meleth nîn), “sweet dreams” (elei velui) and “love of my life” (meleth e-guilen).
A/N: This is the first and the only story that made it through my gigantic writer’s block. It is not more than an apprentice piece I wrote two years ago based on an imagine on @sindarinkisses, a now inactive Tolkien writing blog.
Beta’d: @jezvontesse

Originally posted by avengers-of-mirkwood

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a short enochian lullaby

a lviahe bvtmoni butmoni
the music from their mouths

i lucifitias od iadnamad
is brightness and divine knowledge

ol trian blans gi, merifri
i will protect you, my angel

ca gi brgda vlcinin par zamran
as you sleep happily, they will sing

(this is a very rough translation, and my enochian is really bad, but i wanted to post it anyway, so i hope you enjoy!)

“People often ask how to present a young, same-sex romance to a young audience without it having to be the same old ‘coming out’ story that’s been done to death. GrimGrimoire shows us that you’d write it the same way as any other young adult romance–emphasis on their feelings for each other without making it about sex or sexuality.”

I recently watched a playthrough of this game again (it’s a pretty short game; gameplay isn’t interesting so you can just watch the cutscenes for the whole story) and yeah it’s got canon F/F between the witch protagonist Lillet Blan and a homunculus named Amoretta Virgine. It’s pretty blatant and not at all played for fanservice.

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  • me, as someone who definitely watches this show for the plot cause that's what we all totally do: wow i can't wait for the next episode so we can learn about the... murder of... jackie blan
  • also me, the real me, who watches it for not the plot: i want it to be over so that we can possibly see the gag reel because how fucking great would that be
Sidewalks. Somehow forming my lips to let that word escape with ease, suddenly seems really blan. Ordinary words, more specifically- an adjective and a verb- are conjoined to create a plural form of noun. Yet, there’s something more that is found within the daily-used word. Whether it is the underlying melody and harmony when marrying a consonant and vowel side by side; or the fact that one can extract memories from the empty space found between the sounds of the beginning to the end of the word. But of course, I only think about my unusual findings when I ironically-and fearfully- step over the intentional cracks that comfortably lie within the sidewalks. I try not to think about us when thinking about that horrible word. Sidewalks are temporaries, normalities, and cycle repeats and my darling, I would not walk on sidewalks with you. No. I would walk on roads and paths unpaved with you. I would crawl through hell to find a sidewalk if someday that particular word proved to me that it never had a repeat, no end, and only contained a beginning.
—  N.m.d.
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16 Reasons Being Puerto Rican Is the Best

Did you know Puerto Ricans brought you hip-hop and freestyle? You’re welcome!

1. You undoubtedly have family in New York, Florida, and on the island. So reunions are also the best vacation getaways.

2. Speaking of family: Yours is a huge, close one. And it’s very likely that you’re meeting cool new primos annually.

3. And they support you in everything you do. From sporting events and weddings to graduations and baptisms, you know your family, taking up an entire row (or two), will cheer the loudest — with or without those dollar store noisemakers.

4. You know the phrase “life isn’t always a party” wasn’t created by a fellow Boricua. Because we’ll turn any moment, from births to funerals, into a dance-fueled get-together featuring salseros Frankie Ruiz and Lalo Rodriguez.

5. Your mom has a cure for everything. And most times it’s just a mix of Vicks VapoRub y una oración, but it always seems to work. Reason no. 4,356 why moms are simply the best.

6. The diversity just within your family is beautiful. You find joy in looking at astonished faces every time you explain that your black/brown/white siblings are 100 percent related to you even though your skin and hair texture are completely different from theirs.

7. Puerto Rican food is the best food there is. See: Arroz con gandules, arroz con pollo, mofongo, bistec encebollado, bacalao, asopao, cuchifrito, batatas, sancocho, chicharrón, amarillos, pasteles, empanadillas, flan, limber, piragua, and coquito, just to name a few.

8. When it comes to fashion, you’re always ahead of the curve. You’ve been rocking long nails, big-hooped earrings, form-fitting dresses, and side-split buns long before the Kardashians or Miley Cyrus made them “trendy,” and you always look on point.

9. As a child, your abuelita always kept you looking fresh with her homemade (and love-filled) diademas. And you still rock those today and look ~*flawless*~ while doing so.

10. You probably grew up around at least four languages. Spanish, English, Spanglish, and Jeringonza (basically the Spanish equivalent of Pig Latin). Chi-u-chi-sted chi-sa-chi-be chi-lo chi-que chi-e-chi-stoy chi-ha-chi-blan-chi-do.

11. You know somebody who knows somebody who … can fix your AC, can help you raise funds by cooking pastelitos, or is selling a car on the cheap. Doesn’t matter what you need — you know someone who knows someone who can help you.

12. You’re a member of one of the proudest communities ever. The Puerto Rican flags on your car accessories, jewelry, sneakers, cellphones, onesies, and just about anywhere else prove this.

13. And you know that this pride is totally justifiable. After 400 years of colonialism under Spain and remaining a U.S. territory even today, it’s pretty legit that your people have managed to keep the customs, traditions, and culture alive, even scattered off the island.

14. That culture has introduced some of the best music to the world. Like bomba y plena, salsa, hip-hop, and freestyle, which we can bump to all day, errrday. (Yes, it’s true!)

15. Our island, the smallest one in the Antilles, is also a world leader in boxing and beauty pageants. And if you’re Latina, you know to take those very seriously.

16. And you can’t forget: J.Lo, Roberto Clemente, Rosie Perez, Walter Mercado, Joan Smalls, Rita Moreno, Rosario Dawson, Marc Anthony, Big Pun, Gina Rodriguez, Benicio Del Toro, Chita Rivera, Carmelo Anthony, Maxwell, Ricky Martin, Swizz Beatz, Victor Cruz, Meagan Good, Lauren Velez, Carlos Beltran, Bruno Mars, Freddie Prinze (*gasps for air*) are all Puerto Rican. (This list could go for days, but you get the idea.)

Author: Raquel Reichard

Source: cosmopolitan.com

anonymous asked:

Здравствуите😁 Hope you're doing great!! I'd like to ask you some things that I just can't figure it out online... My dream is to go study literature in Russia but I really don't know any good universities so I'll really appreciate your opinion. And could you please recommend me some movies/songs/books?? Спасибо🙌

Hey! If you are a foreigner and you want to study in Russia, I would recommend you study in the biggest cities, Moscow and Saint Petersburg.

In these two cities are more foreigners than in other Russian cities and there are also the best universities (both the State University of Saint Petersburg and from Moscow are very good). But I recommend you more Saint Petersburg

(I love that city)

Originally posted by russian-and-soviet-cinema

If you want to study literature, almost all famous Russian writers lived there and a lot of their best novels are set in that beautiful city. Moscow is great though….

Also going to other cities is a possibility… idk (sorry)

Recommendations… 

Lately I am reading Cancer Ward from Solzenitsyn: it is a bit depressing (I am only in the begining) but intersting (if you feel curious about Stalin’s regime)

But the last book I read was The Triumph of Music, by Tim Blanning and I like it a lot.

From music, I am enjoying a lot the Firebird Suite from Stravinsky. Also I am hearing George Gershwin and some Bossa Nova (lately I am very busy and Bossa Nova kind of calms me down)

Sorry about my English (it’s a bit poor)

I hope I helped you :)

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Saturday Naka-kon photos!
I cosplayed Lillet Blan, and Swag cosplayed Advocat, both from the game Grim Grimoire.
 Swag and I won best Intermediate in Craftsmanship! :3
I can’t say how happy I am with the way things went.
Seriously, the competition was handled better than any other I’ve ever been in.  It was organized, well-done, and they even gave us snacks (I had been craving fruit all day so thank you to whomever decided that omg).
I’d also like to shout out to our friends for being supportive, and Hope and Alana for getting us emergency last-minute-button-fell-off help.  

I can’t wait for next year!