but seriously no one knows how excited i am

Validation

So you know that feeling where you churn out a self indulgent Marichat trash drabble in like an hour and you get several hundred likes/reblogs in minutes But then you write something a little more outside your comfort zone that you are really proud of and no one says anything???? 

 That’s been my feelings about a lot of my work lately. The things I am proud of seem to be hated, and random crack pieces get insanely popular… 

 It’s taken a toll on my work and hasn’t helped me focus through my depression. It makes me wonder if I actually have talent or if I just am ok at filling a particular niche. 

 As much as we try as artist to do everything for ourselves, its easy to fall victim to the need for validation. To feel like our time and creativity is valued. 

 However, validation doesn’t mean hundred, or even dozens, of comments and likes. Sometimes just having a few is enough to get you motivated. 

 And then if you are really, really lucky, your whole world fills with sparkly rainbows because you wake up and find that someone (Looking at you @hchano) drew you fanart, and it’s perfect, and you remember how much you love your own work and that it doesn’t matter if everyone loves it as long as you do and can share it with your friends!

Originally posted by gifsforthemasses

This is why it is so important to show your support for the artists and writers that you follow. Give them likes, kudos, reblogs, comments… you never know if you will be the one person that makes them feel like its all worth it! 

(Also I am so excited for H to post her art later its sooooooo goooooooddd like omg… I seriously got teary eyed when I saw it this morning) 

Wow! Never in a million years did I ever think that I would reach 500 followers like I have now! I would never have believed you if you told me that my blog would have been as supported as it is now, and I am more than honoured to be the one who is running it!

I am bad at expressing myself, so I may sound repetitive throughout this, but either way I am honestly super happy about this, thank you so much to all of you – new and old followers alike. Without you guys I wouldn’t even be in this wonderful fandom, not meeting some of the most amazing people I have ever met, and not writing this beautiful macho man. I cannot express enough gratitude towards you all and your kindness!


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anonymous asked:

Alright so this is the anon about being in love with the girl and oh my god I told her. I told her and I cried and she hugged me and she said she has had a crush on me since day one. And I don't think I had ever been so relieved and happy in my life. Jesus Christ I cannot thank you enough for the advice you gave me honestly we probably would have just sat in silence forever if I didn't have a courage to say something. Thank you so so much!! <3

HOLY SHIT I AM SO EXCITED FOR YOU AND A LITTLE CHOKED UP OMG OMG YOU DID IT AND IT WORKED AND AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!

Love, I am so, so, so proud of you. You did this big scary emotionally risky thing, and you did it so thoughtfully, and I’m thrilled beyond words that she likes you back and just !!!!!!!!!! And please, please give yourself the credit here - you’re the one who decided to act and worked up the nerve and did this awesome, honest, communicative thing, and anon, she is so lucky to have someone so kind and thoughtful and willing to go out on a limb for her and I am seriously so proud of you and so excited for you. Congratulations, darling!!!! Thank you so much for the update (I was thinking about you this morning and wondering if you were talking this weekend!) and if you feel like coming back to let us know how it’s going some time, please do! Still rooting for you, and wishing you both all the happiness the world can bring!!

I just started to read Vulgar Favors. I don’t know if my heart can handle Darren in this role.

But seriously. Wow. What an amazing career opportunity. Such a departure from what’s he’s done. I’m really excited for him.

And honestly. Can’t see how they are selling the straight narrative after this. Far surpasses Blaine and Hedwig. And it’s clear he’s intentionally choosing to spend the majority of his career taking on LGBT roles. I cannot imagine his team is happy.

It’s going to be interesting to watch how this evolves. I for one am proud of him for choosing this role. I’m sure he too weighed the price of involving himself with Murphy again. But I think the role outweighs the price. This truly is going to change his career.

Guys.

GUYS.

By now most of you will have realised I have a little fondness for podcasts - especially those belonging to the horror genre. And this podcast DOES NOT disappoint.

Seriously I haven’t been this creeped out since that certain episode of Limetown (that I’m sure you all remember)

BUT THIS PODCAST ISTG GUYS

If you’ve ever been a fan of horror - especially the Jason films - you NEED to check it out!

Premise: A bunch of recently graduated teens are spending their last few weeks together before they all go off to college. They decide to set up camp at an abandoned summer camp (you can see where this is going right?) Cue an abandoned mining operation, a secret military bunker, and some suspicious Park Rangers and you’ve got yourself all the ingredients for a good horror story.

AND THATS WITHOUT WHAT THEY FIND IN THE TUNNELS

Look, I know this review is probably just a rambling gushing mess and I’m trying SO HARD not to give out spoilers here because seriously go listen go go GO! But it really is that good! I just binge-listened to it all in one go and went back to RELISTEN to it all over again! Do you know how many times I’ve done that?? I can count how many on one hand!

Ugh guys. UGH.

I need someone to come scream with me about this because I. Am. Dying.

You can find their tumblr here -> @lakeclarity
And definitely watch that space because (and I’m not allowed to say anything just yet) there is going to be some EXCITING NEWS when the season finale drops!

(srsly tho if you’re a fan pls come scream with me)

B.A.P Le Noir AU: Prologue

Wow! These boys have really outdone themselves like seriously! So much feels and emotions from watching their MV! I am so proud of them and excited for their comeback and I hope and pray that the get all the love and support they deserves because damn Noir is one hell of a way to come back! And since this album and concept is so amazing I decided to make an AU out of it because how can I freaking not! So I hope you guys enjoy and pretty please send me some feedback or comments so I know how I can improve my writing :D

Summary:

They were the most dangerous men in the city. Surrounded by greed, blood, violence, and murder. Wanted by the law and the unlawful. They were like a black flame. An dangerous taboo that you shouldn’t go near, but couldn’t help feel pulled in…

Warning: Contains some foul language, implied sexual content

Originally posted by damchucake

The soft sound of jazz, the fresh scent of tobacco, the soft glow of the ambient light, and the small chatter of some of the most dangerous men in the world. This was what you called home. This was your life.

“Hey Bearcat!” An elderly man dressed in a fitted suit sat himself at the bar, a friendly grin gracing his face. His silver mane was slicked back and his hat and coat rested beside him on the bar counter. Based on his appearance, one wouldn’t think that this man once ran one of the most notorious gangs in town.

“Sam, you’re looking as handsome as ever.” Your ruby smeared lips formed a soft grin at the sound of your beloved nickname and the sight of a familiar face. You leaned over the bar counter and greeted the man with a cheek kiss.

“Sweet talker as always. Just like your mother,” He chuckled before he gestured to the bartender to order his drink. A young girl, barely 18, warily came over beside you and slightly hid her appearance behind your form. “And who’s this little dame? I haven’t seen her around before.”

“She’s a new trainee,” You gently put a strand behind her ear and gestured her to come forward. “I found her working 9th and I just had to take her home. A sweet thing like this shouldn’t be on her own,” You placed a gentle kiss on the girl’s temple. “So be nice to her Sam.”

“I’ll be a gentlemen,” He tilted his head and playfully winked at the girl, causing a small smile to break through her fearful expression. Sam called for his usual, a simple whiskey on the rocks, and the young girl flashed him a smile before scurrying away to complete his order. “Business seems to be doing well,” Sam turned around in his seat to view the crowd of men. Young and old. Some with their women some without. All of them dangerous. “No one causing you trouble right?”

“Of course not, they know better than to cause trouble at Le Noir,” You chuckled, pouring yourself a glass of red wine. “Plus, they wouldn’t dare.”

Le Noir. It was the safe haven to some of the most dangerous and notorious men in the criminal world. It was place that no one dared to disturb or cause trouble. To most it was a place where you would steer clear of. But to you, this was home. Your mother had started this business ever since you could remember. Gangsters and mob bosses were your uncles. Guns and knives were your playthings. This was you and your mother’s world. Your kingdom. And your mother was queen. No one dared to stir up trouble in her presence. She was tough, intelligent, beautiful, and conniving as any other criminal you could meet. But most important she was kind. Taking in lost souls. Not judging others based on their past or occupation. She was the original Bearcat, a name you graciously adopted after your mother’s passing. You remember the wise words your mother had told you to survive in this world. Baby, in this world you can’t allow anyone to put you down or intimidate you. This may be a man’s world, but it only takes a strong woman to crush it.

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I just finished reading Whiteout by Elyse Springer and…oh my God?

Romance novels don’t usually have twists. They are predictable and often filled with cliches and I love them but they don’t exactly keep you guessing.

This book is definitely an exception. I honestly feel manipulated, delightfully so. Elyse leads you from one conclusion to the next, expertly making you feel the way she wants you to about the characters. While it feels like a trope-y shallow romance novel at first, it quickly morphs into something surprising and unexpected and for a while I didn’t know if I liked where it was going but had to keep reading because I had to know how it ended.

Go buy this book. Seriously, do it. I am so excited to read more by her.

But seriously.. am I the only one that wanted Louis’ song to be Louis’ voice only & is disappointed if he’s going back to sharing his vocals? Everyone else I see is so excited that he is going to collab with Bebe Rexha & I can’t figure out how that’s positive. This was supposed to be the start of HIS solo career, not just featuring on someone else’s. :(

rocketbcss  asked:

do aistar!

@aistar

my opinion on;

character in general: Fucking Minako is a jewel. Ray has actually inspired me to read more into Minako because she’s such a interesting character. There are so many levels to her personality that I really didn’t notice. I have Ray to thank for that – there is seriously more to her than what I thought before.
how they play them:
RAY IS AMAZING. She puts so much into Minako and you can see her passion through everything she writes. I love asking her questions about Minako and seeing what her thoughts on certain topics are. Seriously go through her headcanons they are out of this world!
the mun: 
SAPPY DOM ALERT. Ray is another sweet person I adore so much. I love talking to her to her because she is so level headed – especially when I want to spazz out she knows how to calm me down. I love how we talk about history stuff and send each other cute dog videos lmao. I am so excited for our One Piece marathon so I can ask her a million questions. She has such a genuine heart and I admire her so much. I promise when she comes to the US, I’m going to buy her all the food junk she wants.

do i;

follow them: OF COURSE
rp with them:
we have
want to rp with them: WE NEED TO
ship their character with mine:
Rei and Mina brotp for lyfe

what is my;

overall opinion: I LOVE YOU RACHEL VERY MUCH

**Note: Mun’s answer are all to be completely honest. Don’t send url if you don’t want brutal honesty.

안녕하세요 STUDYBLR!! 

i personally have never really learnt a language before – unless you count the one time i was trying to learn how to write in japanese and giving up in a week but now being able to call someone cute and count to four. i started to seriously dig in and learn korean about two weeks ago (a post about what i know so far will be posted shortly after this one is!!) and it was only recently – say about a few hours ago – that i realized that i am serious about learning the language this time around and in order to be serious i really need to get my head in the game. so my curious little ass found the korean studyblr community and now i am even more excited and motivated to get learning. please just bare with me when it comes to how i run this blog, but i seriously have never even run anything like this before. here are some things you may be interested to know about me: 

  • GENERAL: my name is jordy, i’m eighteen and i am currently living in australia. i am not studying and the whole ordeal of learning korean is a personal pursuit in which i am delving into with no money and no idea really of where to start. i dropped out of school two years ago due to my mental health and since then have taught myself things like html/css, graphic design and photoshop. i also have taken my time out of school focus on those things and my writing. this is probably completely unrelated, but i want to some day have a career in film and television production!! 
  • WHY I WANT TO LEARN KOREAN: the worst and maybe one of the more common reasons is what i would classify mine as. i recently got into k-pop a few months ago and am not learning korean to try to be korean (*cough* koreaboos *cough*) or anything like that – since diving into k-pop and k-drama i’ve actually found the language, the people and the culture so beautiful and interesting. i’ve found interest in realizing the difference between western and korean culture and not to be cheesy but learning what i have learnt so far has made my heart want to burst. 
  • GOALS: my short term goal is to be fluent in reading and writing in korean. i know it’s one thing to be able to read in another language and another to understand what you are reading, but i just want to be able to read it first. you’ll all come to know that i am struggling with remembering some vowels and consonants so i want to be able to read things without having to go back to my notes. the goal after that would be to ace my pronunciation. my long term goal and the final goal of mine would be to be fluent and comfortable enough so that i will be confident actually going to south korea. also i want to be able to watch k-dramas without subtitles as well as to be able to read books and poetry that are written in the language.
  • FEARS: i don’t have too many fears with learning new things because i know that my brain is very good at picking things up quickly. however my biggest fear when starting this all is my pronunciation. i’m australian and it’s a very thick and distinguishable accent so i am afraid that i will never be able to pronounce things correctly no matter how much i try to. another fear of mine is being able to read, understand and hear korean perfectly but still have troubles speaking it. not because of pronunciation specifically, but because i am learning this all alone and i fear that if i’m not actively speaking the language then i will have trouble when the time comes although i’m okay in all other departments. also my worst fear would have to be sounding and speaking like a robot. i want to sound casual and have my words sound natural. 

this is all i can think of to say right now!! also if you’re expecting a follow back from me but do not see my blog in your followers, it’s more than likely because i have followed you from my main blog @persephonal​ (you will notice that persephone is a common muse for my urls lmao) if you’re also coming in as a native english speaker wanting to learn korean and want to help each other, come to me!! i need all the help i can get.

Alphas And Omegas Part One

A/N: Ok, so this is my first time posting a story on Tumblr, and if you could all go easy on me that’d be great. But anyways I hope you all enjoy the story.

Parings: (Eventual) Alpha Dean X Female Omega Reader

Word count: 1085

Warnings: none or at least I don’t think there are any warnings anyways.

Summary: (Y/N) is forced to move to Lawrence Kansas by her parents thanks to her dad getting a new job.

A long and frustrated sigh escaped a (y/a) year old girl with (h/l) (h/c) hair and bright (e/c) eyes as she continued to stare silently out the car window despite her parents attempt to get her to talk. She watched the Kansas landscape fly by hoping that her parents would give up on trying to make her start talking.

“(Y/N), honey, we know you’re not happy about this move, but please just try to like it, please? Lawrence isn’t really that bad of a town, sweetheart.” (Y/N) simply rolled her eyes, and crossed her arms over her chest before looking away from the window in order to meet her mother’s gaze in the rearview mirror.

"I highly doubt that mom. I don’t know anyone there, and in case you guys forgot I’m an omega werewolf.” She grumbled out the last sentence.

"Don’t take that tone with your mother (Y/N).” Her father reprimanded her, and he met her gaze with a harsh one of his own through the rearview mirror.

"Sorry dad. It’s just that it’s hard enough being a new kid but being an omega at the same time isn’t exactly easy on me, you know?” She looked down at her lap before looking up at the rearview mirror to see her mother’s caring look.

"I know sweetheart, but there are some things about Lawrence that you don’t know about.” (Y/N) could tell that her mother was trying hard to get her to agree with their point of view.

“Like what?” There was a small hopeful part of (Y/N) that hoped that this would all work out and her parents would suddenly say that this move was only going to last a couple of months, and then they could move back home. But if the moving truck and movers following behind them meant anything then that wasn’t really going to happen.

“Like the fact that me and your father grew up in Lawrence and…” Her mother paused and that gave enough time to scoff and open her mouth to speak before her mother spoke up again. “Lawrence is also an all werewolf town, so you don’t have to worry about anyone finding out that you’re a werewolf. You’re free to be yourself there.” This fact in itself seemed to cheer (Y/N) up if not only a little.

“Seriously?” She sat up a little straighter, and looked at her mother through the rearview mirror again. Her mother was nodding her with a small smile on her face as she watched the happy gleam in her daughter’s eyes.

"Yes, seriously.” Her father answered, and the small excited smile on her face suddenly fell as one very important fact came springing up into her head.

“It doesn’t matter though. I’m still an omega, and people will still know that’s what I am.” She grumbled again before returning to look out her window as her parents sighed in slight frustration.

“Just give it a chance, please (Y/N)?” Her mother pleaded again, but she didn’t look away from her window.

“How much longer until we get there?” She avoided the question, and her parents sighed again.

“About an hour or so.” Her father answered and she nodded her head before she settled back down into her seat and leaned her head against the window. It wasn’t long before the soft vibrations of the car, and the dull static of the car engine lulled her into a light sleep.

(Y/N) was awoken an hour later by her mother tapping her on the shoulder. Prying her eyelids open she looked at her mother who had a small smile on her face.

“We’re here honey. Why don’t you grab your bag and go check out the house. Pick a room? How does that sound?” Her mom asked, and she simply nodded her head. She sat up in her seat and rubbed the sleep away from her eyes before she grabbed her bag from the seat next to her. (Y/N) got out of the car, and looked up at the light blue two story house. She paused for a moment before she closed her door and followed the two movers into the house.

She stooped in the entryway, her (e/c) eyes scanning the large space in front of her. Off to her left was the kitchen that had a lonely island, a bar with large french doors that lead out to a back porch. To her right was the living room that had two windows on the north wall, and simply held the plain grey couch. Stepping into the house she moved out of the way of the movers as they walked by, their noses scenting the air as they passed. (Y/N) scowled at the backs of the movers before she crossed the large empty space, and up the stairs to the second floor.

The second floor was equally as bare as the first floor, but the very first thing at the top of the stairs was a medium sized bathroom (she determined after a quick scan). She walked further down the hallway to find that the second door on the second floor was a hall closet. The third door on the right lead to the guest bedroom had two windows that faced the neighbors house, and there was a short hallway that lead to the master bedroom. The last and final door lead to the room that she had claimed as her own. There was a nice large window seat that looked out across the road, and at the people across the streets house. There were windows that faced the neighbors to the left of their house. Nodding her head she dropped her bag down on the window seat, and then headed back down stairs to help with moving.

(Y/N) got as far as the front door when she froze the scent of an unfamiliar alpha assaulting her senses. Muscles tensing and the hair on the back of her neck rising she looked around her eyes darting from one spot to another searching for where the smell was coming from. Her eyes landed on the family that was crossing the street and froze on the easily oldest son out of the four. The boy couldn’t have been more than a year older than her, and he was glaring directly at her his body just as stiff as hers.

anonymous asked:

Fully agree on that wonderful post, but as someone who actually knows how you review I gotta say that not everyone can be on your level of support you know? I don't know how to write a decent comment when the one above me is just as long as the story :/

I really, really wanna talk to you because I just know deep in my heart that you saw me on FF.net. I know I’m the type that authors love, but fellow readers despise. For anyone needing context, these are my reviews on long fics:

Yes, I am that asshole, the one who writes a full page, or a review as long as the story as you hilariously put it. And yes that is a Naruto fanfic from last year, judge away!

In all seriousness tho, don’t let the overly excited types like me discourage you from reviewing too, because authors love both types. What’s important is that you let the authors and artists know that their work touched you, and regardless of how you choose to show it, showing it means the world to them. 

Feel free to come off anon, I swear I don’t write like this in chats!

alyciadckru  asked:

So, just discovered your art, scrolled through a lot of it last night and this morning, pretty much filling up my queue with it lol. I absolutely love all the Korrasami stuff! So cute. I was showing my daughter the baby Sato ones and she got really excited and said she wants to be best friends with baby Sato. Anyway, keep it up! can't wait to see what you do next :)

OMG you are little Korra’s mum!!! hahaha thank you so much! Seriously I was so impressed with your daughter’s outfit and I’m sure much credit goes to you too. I dunno what to say…other than the fact I am overjoyed she wants to be Baby Sato’s best friend. Please let her know how awesome she was being Korra and I hope we see her in action again soon. 

@danachanel: Honesty/Reflection moment… @SelenaGomez is the first young woman I prayed for that I had not known. Through her I learned to pray and have a heart for those who needed me. We read so much in the news about tragedies some serious and some not so serious and as we hear about the pain, anxiety, struggle and hardships us woman go through we listen but don’t do anything about it. We forget as soon as we read, listen, feel sorry or post about it once, even worse have an attitude like “oh that’ll never happen to me”. What good is that? The least we can do is lend a prayer, something that has the power of changing more than anything we are capable of doing physically. She went through something so publicly every young girl, woman does once in there life, I seriously would have “lost” it. Heartbreak? I can’t even deal. Us woman all know what the power of thinking “we’re” In love could do to us. I prayed for her to meet God because I knew He’s the only answer to meet her where she was at and empower and strengthen her and she has, and now with an amazing platform she can let Him use her. Very happy for this young woman. Ladies don’t be afraid to pray for one another, cheer on one another, be happy, excited, feel for one another despite not knowing. We NEED each other. Knowing how the enemy torments me with some of my smallest emotional needs that control my life has seriously transformed the way I love and am there for other women. Ladies you never know who is praying for you! I gotcha back! Great article Elle. #Blessed #SprinkleOfJesus

This Means War. Part Fifteen.

Other MMFD Fanfics by me- HERE

This Means War

Comedy.
Set the summer after their first year of college is over. 
The gang get into a pranking war.

Previously…..

• Part One • Part Two • Part Three • Part Four • Part Five • Part Six• Part Seven • Part Eight • Part Nine • Part Ten • Part Eleven • Part Twelve • Part Thirteen • Part Fourteen

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Let me know if you want to be tagged :)

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This Means War. Part Fifteen.

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“You can come live with me” Chop was the first one to speak after I had finally told the other three members of the gang the news.

Finn was being quiet.

Those were the exact same words he had used when I told him an hour ago.

“You’re going to be moving out at some point soon anyway, right?”

“What about college?” Izzy spoke “You have a year left”

“I dunno” I pouted.

That was not something I had actually thought about to be honest, I was more worried about them.

Look at what happened last time we went our separate ways.

It all went to shit.

“There’s still a chance it ain’t happening though, right?” Archie said “She just said it could happen?”

“I dunno, I think its gunna be, they went to the travel agent down the high street to look at flights and stuff after Finn came ‘round mine”

Bollocks

“Tell me about it”

“Come and live with me!”

“And live off of what Chop? I don’t have any money”

“You don’t need it!”

“Jesus Christ!” I threw my arms in the air. He is insane.

“I’m being serious, my parents own the flat I live in and they have been paying for everything since I stopped working, they’re loaded”

“I can’t live off your parents Chop”

“You could look for a weekend job or something” Izzy suggested with a timid smile.

“Well, I’m not letting you leave Raemundo, 'snot happening”

“Me either ” Finn finally said something.

“What are you gunna do?” I looked at the both of them “Kidnap me?”

“If I have to, yeah” Chop and Finn nodded at each other as he spoke. Bloody hell.

……

The next afternoon, as I finally made it home after spending the night at Finns, I stopped dead in my tracks. What the mother fucking hell?

Where was the table in the hallway? and the rug?

What the fuck? “MUM?”

Have we been robbed?

Why the hell would they want with the tatty stained rug?

There was nothing.

Absolutely nothing in the lounge or kitchen either.

“What the hell”

I heard footsteps on the stairs and braced myself.

What if it is a burglar? Oh god.

Letting about a deep breath I sighed as the door opened and it was my Step-dad.

“Rae” Karim was holding a suitcase in one hand “Linda wants you” he pointed up the stairs.

“I….the…fuc…oh bollocks!” I left him standing there with a cringe on his face.

Even he knows this is not going to go bloody well.

“MUM” I stormed up those faster than I ever had before “What the hell is going on? Where is everything?”

“Rae” she smiled looking up from my sister who was sucking on her fist. Awesome. “Good you’re home, we have to leave soon”

“Leave?” Have I been at Finn’s for a month instead of over night? Jesus.

“For Tunisia”

“WHAT!” No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

“We already talke..”

“No, you said it might happen not that we would be leaving in less then forty eight bloody hours”

“Language Rae” she huffed and continued to strap Jazz into her car seat “We got a good deal and things happened faster than we thought”

“Seriously Mum!” she is moving us to another country this quick because she got a good deal?

What about our friends and family?

This is the stupidest thing she has ever done.

Ever.

“I have packed you a suitcase to take on the plane, with enough clothes to last a week or so, its in your room”

“Where is everything else?” I looked around and noticed for the first time that there was nothing left here either.

No Beds.

No nick knacks cluttering the place.

No dirty clothes on the floor.

Nothing.

The house was bare.

“Its been shipped and the rest a man from that charity shop in town came and got, the big stuff

“What about the gang and Finn, I haven’t said…”

“Calm down Rae, they can come and visit”

“What about my appointments with Kester and my pills?”

“They have doctors over there Rae”

Not the same.

“This is bullshit”

………

The two of them were sat in the front of the car and would not stop smiling at each other as Karim drove.

I wanted to be sick.

I didn’t even get to say goodbye to Finn.

She had already disconnected the phone. Such bullshit.

He is going to hate me for this.

I hate me and it’s not even my fault.

Maybe I could just get lost in the airport when they get on the plane. I could call Finn to come and get me we could go and live in Chops flat.

The fact that I was seriously considering living in a flat with Chop, after every prank, after he broke my nose, said so much about how I felt in this situation.

I wonder how much it would heart if I jumped out of this car on the motorway? Probably would end up with more than a broken nose.

Jazz was screaming her head off.

I know how you feel little one, I would be too If I wasn’t sulking about this all.

Bloody Tunisia.

She is going to have to pull me out of this car. I am not getting on that plane.

“Smile Rae, its exciting”

Oh fuck off.

“Come on” she reached around and patted my knee.

Why is she looking at me like that?

Its almost like Chop was in the bloody car.

“I don’t like this”

“For god sake Rachel”

“Langauge Mum” I snarled “The baby” Two can play at that game.

She rolled her eyes but turned back to face the road. Mother fucker.

I just closed my eyes and dropped my head into my hands.

This is such bloody bullshit.

……

“Here we are” Mum spoke as we pulled to a stop “Get out the car Rae”

I could hear Karim singing before slamming the driver door shut, which caused Jazz to start screaming again. Brilliant.

I stayed exactly where I was.

How the hell had we gotten to the airport so soon?

Had we been driving that long?

God.

“RAE!” The door next to me flew open and if I hadn’t of been strapped in with the seatbelt I might of fallen out. She was tugging on my arm, trying to get me to move.

“I wanna go home” I stubbornly kept my eyes screwed shut.

If I couldn’t see it, it wasn’t happening. Right?

“We are, get out Rae” she was laughing at me now. This is not bloody funny.

Finally, after she pretty much pinched me to get me to move, I opened my eyes and glared at her. I hate you right now.

Wait.

This is not the airport. I knew it.

I bloody knew that we had not been driving long enough to get there.

What is going on now?

I looked around and we definitely weren’t anywhere close to the damn airport.

We were parked in a driveway, in front of a house I had never seen before.

It was almost as big as Chloes.

Who the hell lives here?

If she had time to come and see whoever lived here then why the hell couldn’t I see Finn?

“Mum?”

“Surprise!” she smiled.

“What?” Surprise?

“This is our new house!” she hugged me as I finally climbed out of the car.

New house?

What the fuck?

I know I hadn’t fallen asleep in that bloody car long enough to drive to another bloody country. Had I?

No, don’t be stupid it is not hot enough.

“Again, what?”

“It was a prank, thought I’d join in on what you kids are doing”

Fuck off.

“Are you serious? You told me we were moving to another bloody Country as a prank?”

Maybe I should make her move into Chop’s flat. Bloody hell.

I don’t care what she says, I’m making her an appointment with Kester. ASAP.

“What is wrong with you?” I shouted “Chop threatened to kidnap me!”

……

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Quintis + Cake!!!

“Why are we doing this? It’s not his birthday.” Asks Ralph who’s cheeks and fingers were either covered or smeared with icing.

“Because-” Happy takes out the larger tier of cake out of the oven. “I have a little surprise for him.” Happy grins.

“You mean the cake?” Ralph was confused.

“Nope, and before you ask, you’ll see.”

-

2 hours later

“HAPPY?” Toby yelled as he enters the garage, half annoyed. “You can’t just finish all my cake at 4 in the morning and leave the house WITHOUT washing the dishes.”

“She’s in the kitchen.” Paige smiles sheepishly.

“What the hell are you up to?” The genius shrink asked suspiciously.

“Nothing.” Paige says quickly and walks to her station.

“What the hell was that all about?” Toby asks Walter.

“What the hell was what all about?” Walter counters then quickly turns away. Toby raises his eyebrows.

“What are you hiding?” Toby shakes his head and walks towards the kitchen.

“Hi Uncle Toby.” Ralph says trying to avoid eye contact.

“Ralph? What are you hiding?” Toby’s curiosity was growing wilder each passing minute.

“You should know, you are a shrink.” Sylvester says before Ralph could spill the beans. Ralph and Sylvester quickly scurries away.

“I can’t build a house without the bricks, Sly.” Toby says annoyed, how many times does he have to explain that he can’t read minds? Toby rolled his eyes then entered the kitchen.

“Surprise!” Happy half shouts, showing him the two tiered chocolate cake, decorated in icing and whipped cream.

“Is this your way of making up for eating all my cake?” Toby asks. Happy shrugs.

“You could say that.”

“Well then, that was a lame surprise. So much effort just for hiding a secret from me.” Toby raises his voice intentionally for the rest of the cyclone to hear.

“We have an intercom system for a reason!” Paige exclaimed trying to sound annoyed but the genius shrink heard it in her tone of voice that something was amiss.

“She’s still hiding something.” Toby muttered. He looks Happy in her eye. “What are you hiding, Miss Quinn?” Toby cocks his eyebrow.

“Nothing. Go eat your cake.” Happy deadpans. Toby didn’t believe her but he decided to play along.

Happy hands Toby a knife, then he cuts the upper tier of the cake.

“Is this……cardboard covered in icing?” Toby asked in disbelief. Happy shrugs with half a grin. Toby rolled his eyes.

“Geez, Hap.” Toby muttered as he set the knife asked and removes the upper tier cardboard of the cake. Toby stares at a unknown item the hole right smack in the middle of the larger tier of the cake. He looks up at Happy in confusion.

“Go ahead, doc.” Happy nudges him gently.

Toby stares at Happy for a few more seconds before his hand reaches in to the hole of the chocolate flavoured cake, pulling out the unknown item.

“This is a…..pacifier?” Toby stares at the baby blue and white pacifier.

“Didn’t know a man with an IQ of 170 couldn’t figure it out how a pacifier looks like.” Happy teases. “Yes, doc. It’s a pacifier.”

“I’m not really sure I need one of these-”

“I’m seriously doubting that you are a genius right now.” Happy deadpan. Toby’s eyes widen in realisation.

“Oh god. You’re-”

“Yeap.”

“YOU’RE PREGNANT?” Toby shouts in equal parts of excitement and surprise.

“Yes I am, doc.” Happy grins.

Toby’s eyes were filled with tears of joy as he pulled Happy in for a passionate kiss.

-

Meanwhile at Paige’s workstation.

“YOU’RE PREGNANT?”

“Oh, that’s the surprise aunt Happy was talking about.” Ralph muttered to himself.

“Happy is pregnant?” Paige gasps. “I thought she was just baking a cake for Toby!”

“Hm. That explains why she has been eating all my fermented fish.” Walter says.

A/N- Gosh I hope this is at least a decent story!
♥1k Thank You: My Love Letter to You All♥

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BREAKING NEWS: HARRY STYLES IS GOING TO UNI?

While his bandmates have decided to pursue their own solo projects during One Direction’s hiatus, Harry Styles has finally stepped back into the public eye after several sources claimed to spot him attending lectures at King’s College London. This came only a few weeks before his publicist announced, “Harry has decided to spend the following year studying at King’s College London. He asks that fans respect his privacy while he chooses to focus on his education.” Perhaps university is the right place for Harry for the time being–after a highly publicized breakdown earlier this year, time away from the spotlight could be just what the 22-year-old needs. -Olivia Thornton, The Mirror

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