but we can still celebrate


This sweet little baby bean has touched my life. Born August 29th, 1958 and passed away June 25th, 2009.

Today marks the 8th anniversary of Michael’s passing and like most true fans, we mourn but we can still celebrate how wonderful and inspirational he is and was.

Michael Jackson is and will always be the King of Pop. He literally is a king too, King Sani in a tribal village in Africa! Jackson was always proud of his black heritage.

One of the things I love about him is his personality. He was misunderstood by many people (one thing in particular was his love for childlike things, but he always said that if you want to understand this, listen to his song “Childhood”). His personality people didn’t really understand. Jackson was a kind, gentle soul. His thoughts about music, life, and everything he spoke about or wrote about were expressed in a philosophical way. He was intelligent, humble, soft spoken, and very shy and grateful. He had a rich inner world (like a true introvert) and fans like myself always say: watch interviews to get a sense of who he really was!

Another thing I love about him is that he would show cultural appreciation in the things he did. He was all about embracing culture, individualism, love for each other, and the end of hate and ignorance. The epitome of what he was all about was to change the world for the better.

Michael really was a unique man. His attention to detail and his aesthetic-they contribute to why he’s such a legend. He was a genius and knew what would make people crave for more.
He reached global fame, one reason for his iconic dances. The moonwalk wasn’t invented by him but it definitely became his signature move. The Thriller dance, the “lean”, Billie Jean? He revolutionized dance. Another reason for his globalization is his philanthropy work. He donated $300 million dollars overall to 39 charities and holds the Guinness World Record for donated the most money as an entertainer. Everything he did was about raising global awareness through his music, his concerts, and videos. He created a scholarship, a foundation, and he’s created worldly renowned songs about encouraging people to help and take action to make the world better.

He really was a genuine entertainer. People had never seen anything like him-his outfits, his moves, his dances, and songs: they were all creative and inventive. Jackson’s carried on legacy reached global impact. The statues and memorabilia across the nation, the albums released after his death, and the reoccurring performances by impersonators carry on his spirit.

His albums: iconic. Thriller is known as the greatest album of all time. It went platinum in a week! Each song on it was literally a hit. It was #1 for 39 weeks; in the top 10 for 80 weeks! It was inducted into the Guinness Book of World Records for this. With his music, he received numerous awards and is known for winning 8 Grammys in 1984, which is also put in the Guinness Book of World Records. He’s actually in there 39 times! He’s won 26 American Music Awards, 13 Grammys, one of the few artists to be in the Rock in Roll Hall of Fame TWICE, 16 World Music Awards, has been honored by TWO Presidents of the United States, and many many more that I can’t name but because of all of the awards he’s won, he’s now dubbed the most awarded recording artist in the history of popular music.

All of his albums resonated with people. Jackson revolutionized the music industry, fashion, and dance with his innovative work and even paved the way for black artists. Say what you want about Michael Jackson but he is one of a kind. There will never be another Michael Jackson and nobody can deny his tremendous impact on the world.

Thank you Michael for blessing us with your creativity. You’ve touched this earth. You’re one of the most beautiful people to walk this planet (also literally because just look at him??).
I love you so much, I wish I could have met you or attended a concert but I’d say that seeing one of my favorite impersonators gave me closure.

Continue to Rest In Peace, angel.
And P.S. you may have been lonely sometimes but you were never truly lonely because you had us. You still do, always and forever.

I am a trans queer guy and this year I am not just celebrating pride for myself, but for everyone who can’t.

I’m celebrating for the people that live in countries that kill queer people.

I’m celebrating for the people that live in religious homes that criticize and demean queer individuals.

I’m celebrating for the people who’s lives were taken last year by a homophobic racist.

I’m celebrating for the trans women of color that fear for their life every time they walk outside.

I’m celebrating for the bisexual men who are told they can only be gay or straight.

I’m celebrating for the lesbians that are sexualized for straight men and tossed aside by straight women.

I’m celebrating for the gay men that are treated like objects by straight women because they want a “gay best friend” and ridiculed by straight men.

I’m celebrating for the non-binary people who get left out of trans discussions and are invalidated by transphobes.

I’m celebrating for trans men who don’t have a huge place in the media and are fetishized by cis women.

I’m celebrating for the aromantics and the asexuals who ARE a part of this community, even if you are straight and cis.

I’m celebrating for the pansexual people who are told their sexuality isn’t real.

I’m celebrating for the people in and out of the closet.

I’m celebrating for anyone who can’t and everyone who can.

This pride I am celebrating because the queer community is alive.

I’m celebrating because it is 2017, we have a monster in office, and we are still alive.

We are still fighting.

We are still trying our hardest to make this Earth a place we can feel safe on.

I am celebrating because I still have hope.

<//❤️~Oo°*_( 桜さくや )_*°oO~❤️\<

Tadaaaa !
The other drawing for husbando Sakkuuuun (/❤️u❤️)/~~~~ <3
<*_~ SaKuRaSaKuYa ~_*> ! c:
wuh !
I always wanted to draw him like this since I know about the #桜さくや hype on Twitter :’D NOW - FINALLY.
pink suits him so well, he'sgoddamnhandsomeasalwaysjfc ///^///) I already smell the scent of cherryblossoms…. <3 spring feeeeliiingsss ~❤️~

haaahh..I’m so glad I managed to draw a digi drawing for him too  although I’m still super busy with final exams ._. BUT NO, I’d go through sleepless nights just to finish fanarts for his birthday *^* !!
alright, it's STILL his birthday, so we can still celebrate and talk about what a great person he is…. <3 ALL DAY LOONNGGGG

It’s actually the 4th time celebrating his birthday, which means I almost love him for 4 years, FOUUURRRRRR YEARS ;w;)9 !! <3 ma luv, ma baby <3
Thank you so much StrikeTanaka for making him EXISSSTTTTTT ( 9;////;)9 ! what would be life without Sakuya, seriously :’D! 

Moreover it’s sad I can’t show my love for him like japanese fans can do, like..LOOK AT THAT AMOUNT OF MERCHANDISE THEY HAVE. HOW MUCH MONEY HAS BEEN SPEND ON THIS. IT’S LIKE THEY’RE RICH AF. YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN ;////;? Ok they do have the benefit that they don’t have to order that stuff overseas etc v.v)! ahahahah ~ what a great life :‘D at least that’s all I can do for Sakkun now ;//w//;) <3

anyways, hope u like this one too >w>)/ !! <3 <3 <3


It has been 15 years since Hasbro started making Marvel Legends!

Tiny Bucky recruited as many as he could for some quick snaps.

Miss America

She had been pouting all week, missing her home. She was upset, her friends were all renting out a boat, drinks, food, family and friends, all gathering to sail and watch the fireworks, it was a tradition for her, every forth of July she would dress up and relax with them. 

But this year she promised Harry she would fly out to him, she promised to hang out with him and his family. She hadn’t realized it meant she would miss on of her favorite days of the year. 

“It’s just like a cookout right?” Harry asked, sitting across from her on the bed. 

Y/N sighed, “no, it’s more than that. Anything before July 4th of 1776 is irrelevant,” she stated. 

“Okay Ron Swanson,” Harry rolled his eyes, leaning back, “I’m sorry you’re missing it.”

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A/N: Sad to say there’s little to none of pervy Ben in this chapter but we do get a rather fluffy Ben who’s too cute for his own good along with a third wheel Hux….which sounds funny but whatever, here’s the new CB! Enjoy and thank you for reading! Feed back is welcomed :)

Warning: None

Word Count: 4K+

“Thanks for joining me today.” Taking a sip of your drink from the straw, you gave Ben a smile. “I mean, I don’t mind going alone but since I went a little wild on shopping I at least had you to hold my bags.” Shrugging, Ben’s eyebrows raised as he let out a small gasp.

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anonymous asked:

Um Hello today is my birthday and I promised myself I'd finally get up the courage to ask you if you could please write something with little Shiro and his parents? Please and thank you I really love your work.

[Sorry this is so late, but happy belated birthday!!! :)]

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Asugi sighed, following the trail to finding the prince. Shiro had gone missing once again; in this case,  there was an actual reason for it. Seeing as Saizo was Ryoma’s retainer, Asugi took it upon himself to be the young prince’s.

The ten-year-old didn’t realize just how hard it would be to keep track of the brat, though. His eyes narrowed, following Shiro’s trail down to the storeroom just outside the gardens.

It wasn’t too hard for him to spot the bright flash of hair that matched his mother’s, sticking out behind the crates of supplies.

“You’re going to get in trouble if you hide out, like this.” He said blandly, tapping the boy’s head. Shiro yelped, swiveling around to see his caretaker. “Besides, you don’t want to worry your parents, do you?”

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its the uk election today: may the best cunt win

Happy New Year

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Title: Happy New Year

Pairing: Samandriel x Reader

Word Count: 796

Warnings: Fluff

A/N:  I hope you all enjoy this! Feedback is welcomed and appreciated! I love you all so much! <3 <3

This was requested by an Anon: Samandriel x reader story where he and the reader are together at the bunker for a new years eve party and once it’s the new year he grabs her and kisses her and tells her about his feelings that he loves her? :))

Samandriel wasn’t accustomed to the traditions of humans.  He wasn’t used to these holidays either.  However, he did enjoy your enthusiasm whenever another holiday rolled around.  The way you lit up like a Christmas tree astounded the angel.  He loved the way you never left his side during the party.  It made this whole New Year’s eve thing much easier for him.

Castiel was the one who informed him of the traditions of New Year’s eve and what happened at midnight.  He trusted Castiel’s word.  Samandriel knew that Castiel was more knowledgeable of humans and their traditions and celebrations alike.  He talked to Castiel about his feelings for you, not knowing what to do.  After his discussion with Castiel, he knew just what to do.

Samandriel was broken away from his train of thought when you grabbed his arm.  He looked behind him, seeing a few of his angelic brothers and Sam and Dean.  You were taking him away from the room where everyone else was, but why?

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anonymous asked:

can i request the RFA+V+Saeran's reactions to the MC kissing them for the first time unexpectedly? thank you i love your blog it really cheers me up~ :)

I’m so happy to hear that! I treasure all my followers, you guys make me so happy with these words!
I hope you liked it, this one was so good to write!

Please feel free to send me a feedback, if this is NOT what you wanted, I’ll do it again in no time!
Any mistakes, report to me

My requests are still open! Please feel free to send your request( HERE it’s my do’s and dont’s)


  • He was preparing himself to go to school while MC is eating his omelette, she loves everything he does
  • Yoosung was a little in a hurry, he ate like a flash, maybe that’s why he was always with his shirt turned upside down
  • It was funny, sometimes he even drops coffee in his shirt, he got burned because of that
  • But you always help him, saying what’s wrong, what he forgot, etc.
  • He stopped on the door, ready to go, already on the outside, you stood up and go to him, you usually give him a hug and say “Have a good day” of course, when you don’t need to go too.
  • “Have a good day Yoosung…Take care!” He smiles ready to hug her, but you kiss him
  • He was surprised by that, maybe that was because of that he isn’t kissing you back
  • When their lips parted, he looks at you with his mouth open, and you just…smiled
  • “I think i can skip school for a day…
  • ” He said as he enters the house again, kissing you, closing the door with his feet (he thought he was so badass in that moment)
  • He skipped classes today ~


  • That day he was so excited, he got a new role!
  • Because of that, he was jumping in every part of the house, and MC is just laughing at this.
  • You love to see him so happy and successful with his dreams, he needs more than he’s getting.
  • When MC was sitting on the couch, seeing him jump around yelling about his new role, he stops and start to sing to you, and you smiled
  • Until he sits beside you smiling 
  • “Thank you, my princess, you’re so good to me, you believed in me" 
  • He kissed your cheek and when he was about to get up again and start to yell, you grab his shirt and kissed him
  • For the first time, Zen didn’t move at all
  • But when your lips parted, he puts one hand on your back, and pulled you back, and kissed you, a kiss that seemed he hasn’t kissed you in a long time.
  • While you guys were kissing he made you lay down on the couch, he was on top of you now, when you two stopped kissing he looked at you and give a little smile
  • "Can we celebrate that new role princess? ~”


  • Jaehee still with those ”friend thing”, he keeps kissing on your cheek even when she already says “I love you” to you, like a whisper
  • You’re tired of that, why she don’t just don’t accept her feeling toward you like you did?
  • She was closing the cafe as you were walking toward her when she turn around and see you 
  • “Oh god MC…You scared me, are yo—” You kissed her, making her drop the keys, and widened her eyes
  • You were kissing her passionately, showing to her all that love you’re keeping for you when you stopped, she looked in your eyes and you did the same
  • And then she puts her hands on your cheeks and kissed you, showing all her love that she was keeping to herself
  • After you two parted because you two need desperately air, she smiled at you
  • “Want to have lunch at my house?” But you two already had lunch
  • Oh…OH! You nod and she picks the key and your hand and start to walk


  • Jumin’s really stubborn and bossy with everyone
  • But with you, he’s so sweet, look like a totally different person, you changed him, he looks more human now.
  • This day he didn’t  go to work, he was chilling with you in the bed, talking about so many things, work related things, his feeling, he loves to be able to talk about this with you, and Elizabeth, she was with you guys in the bed
  • “You know love, i have one dream…I want to have one more member in our family, i really want to be a dad you know, i never thought about that, but i love you so much that this feeling is keeping me insane”
  • He’s so sweet and romantic, you can’t restrain yourself, you kiss him, he didn’t do anything at the moment, but after a while he kissed you back, making you get on top of him, while you’re catching your breath he looks to Elizabeth
  • She understands the message and get out of the bed, after that he started to kiss your neck
  • “We can try to realize my dream right now?”


  • You always surprise him, you’re  a box full of surprises, you are the only thing that he doesn’t know what to expect
  • Maybe this is why he always loved you? Maybe.
  • “MC ! MC!” He runs to you “I think about a new way to prank Yoosung!Come with me, will be so fun!I will tell you step by step, please say yes”
  • He said, smiling, a large smile, he’s such a dork, but you love that smile so much.
  • You love him so much.
  • You can’t help yourself and kissed him, he seems surprised, but he kissed you back, hugging you in the process
  • After you two stopped kissing, you smile at him “Let’s go”
  • He looks at you and takes off his glasses and look at you with a marvelous smile, “But now i want to do another thing”


  • He loves when you read things to him, or describing to him about a paint,  or image, he can see a little, but he loves to listen to your voice
  • And you love to help him.
  • One time you’re describing lots of photographs and telling the story behind them when you told him about a photograph of a family, his eyes start to get filled with tears “V…Are you alright?”
  • He nods, wiping away tears, and then he looked at you “…I just got happy, i can think about a photograph of a family, but our family…”
  • You’re surprised to listen to him talk about this “…You can continue now MC…” You kissed him without thinking twice
  • He’s surprised, this is the first time you kissed him, when you looked at him again, more tears was coming out of his eyes as he smiles “Could you do this again?”


  • When he goes to the kitchen he sees you doing something there…You look so beautiful in his eyes, smiling, singing, he can’t take his eyes off you.
  • How could someone be so perfect? How could someone so perfect be his?
  • Sometimes he simply cannot believe it. While he was lost in his own thoughts
  • “Hey, Saeran!I’m doing a dessert!It’s a secret, but i’ll use ice cream!”
  • Saeran doesn’t care, he’s looking at you, standing still, lost in his own thoughts “I love you so much…” you look at him again “Huh?”
  • He finally wakes up, “I said that i’m excited to eat this dessert!” You laugh, he’s a dork, you walk to him and kiss him, he was a little surprised by it, but he doesn’t waste time, he kissed you back almost instantly
  • When you stopped, you’re smiling again “If you’re so excited, i better finish it soon!” You say while you’re going back to your “workstation”, but he grabs your hand, and you look at him
  • I was not talking about that dessert.” He gives you a smirk.
Piece by Piece

Originally posted by iwishicouldfindthewords

Originally posted by toxic---soul

Request: Juice imagine based on ‘Piece by Piece’ by Kelly Clarkson


You sat on the pavement of your street, tears streaming down your face as you watched your father drive away.
He had finally left, after another fight with your mother. You had begged him to stay, begged him to love you, but he had pushed you aside and thrown his suitcase into the backseat and drove off, without a second glance.
Sobs took over your body and you sat, your little white dress getting dirty on the ground but you didn’t care.
Juan Carlos Ortiz looked out his window and saw the girl from his class, crying on the street.
He bit his lip before walking into his garden. He looked amongst his mothers flowers before plucking a pink rose from the bush. His small fingers ran over the delicate petals and he smiled to himself before running around the side of the house.
He approached you slowly, suddenly unsure of himself.
You didn’t notice your neighbour approach, it was only when he cleared his throat that you looked up through blurry eyes.
You wiped the tears away clearly and looked at the boy from school, a perfect pink rose held out in front of him.
You took it gently and smiled warmly at him before holding it in your small hands.
You studied the petals and Juan sat on the pavement next to you.
You both sat in silence, both of you looking at the perfect rose as tears dried on your cheeks.


“Juan!” You called out as you placed the bowl of chips into the centre of the table.
Balloons hung from each corner of the room and you smiled to your self as you looked at your work.
Juan ran into the room, a wide smile on his face.
“Did you do it?” You asked.
Juice nodded eagerly and you both grinned at each other before running to the window and peering out into the street, where Juan had tied a bunch of balloons to your letterbox.
And you both waited.
You waited for hours, and still, he didn’t show.
After three hours you sat on the floor, your hands in your lap and your heart defeated.
“Its okay, (y/n), we can still celebrate your birthday.” Juan said.
You looked up at him as tears filled your eyes.
“He promised.” You said quietly as a tear rolled down your cheek.
Juan nodded slowly and slid down the wall next to you.
And once again, you sat in silence as you sobbed. Juan put his arm over your shoulder lightly as you cried. Once again, let down by your father.


Cheers filled the room and you tossed your cap into the air.
Hundreds of graduation caps rained down on you but you laughed joyfully.
Your eyes scanned the room and you met your mothers eye, and couldn’t help the disappointment that filled your heart when you saw the empty seat next to her.
But Juan nudged you and you grinned at your best friend and threw your arms around his neck, hugging him tightly.
Half an hour later you both walked out of the school hallway for the last time, huge grins on both your faces as you walked down the front steps.
“Are you gonna come to the grad party tonight?” Juan asked you.
You nodded.
“Yeah, i think Deans gonna pick me up at seven, mom wants to have a ‘special dinner’.” You said and rolled your eyes.
Juan laughed and nudged you playfully.
“Do you want a ride? I could ask Dean?” You asked.
Juan scoffed and shook his head.
“No way, I’ll find my own ride.” He said and you nodded sadly.
Juan had never gotten on well with your boyfriend Dean. You weren’t sure why, but Juan tried to be as happy for you as he could. He really was the best friend you could ask for.
“I’ll see you there, kiddo.” Juan said and ruffled your hair.
You punched him softly in the gut and you both laughed.
You smoothed down your hair and waved goodbye to him as you walked towards Dean, who leant against his car waiting for you with a scowl on his face.
Juan glanced around the party, his eyes scanning for you as music pumped through the speakers.
It wasn’t like you to be late for a party and he hadn’t seen you turn up. The party had been in full swing for more than an hour now and he checked his phone. No new messages.
Juan frowned and took a sip from his cup before moving through the crowd of drunken teenagers.
He walked outside to get some fresh air when he spotted Dean leaning against a wall and talking to his friends, plastic red cups in all their hands.
Juan frowned and walked closer.
“Wheres (y/n)?” He asked loudly.
The guys stopped talking and looked at Juan. Dean shrugged his shoulders.
“Fuck knows.” He said and his friends laughed.
“We broke up, Juan. She’s all yours.” Dean said and his friends sniggered.
Juan glared at them and walked away, tossing his cup to the ground as he moved.
“Is she home?” Juan asked your mother as he stood at your front door.
Your mom nodded and stepped aside, letting him into the house and closing the door behind him.
Juan practically ran to your bedroom and threw the door open.
You sat on your bed, hugging your pillow and tears down your cheeks.
You looked up as Juan stormed into the room and you met his eye before breaking down into sobs again.
He walked across the room and sunk onto the bed next to you, his arms wrapping around you and you sobbed into his chest.
His hands stroked your hair and he rocked you gently as you cried.
After a while you sat up and wiped your cheeks, and laughed awkwardly.
“Sorry, Juan.” You said quietly.
“Hey, don’t apologise.” He said and stood.
“Come on, theres a movie on and i have just enough cash for a bucket of popcorn.” He said and reached out is hand.
You looked at your best friend and smiled warmly before taking his hand and standing, tossing your pillow to the bed.


“What the fuck, Juan!” You screamed as you followed him around his room.
He ignored you and continued shoving clothes into his bag.
“You cant just leave!” You yelled and tugged at his arm.
Finally he turned to you and met your eyes.
His big brown eyes were full of sadness and you felt the anger left your body.
“I have to, (y/n). I cant explain but I.. I have to leave. Today.” He said quietly.
You stared at him and swallowed deeply.
He looked so lost and you felt your heart begin to break as you looked at him.
“Okay.” You whispered quietly.
He raised his eyebrows and looked at you questioningly.
“Okay?” He repeated.
You nodded slowly and ran your hand through your hair.
“Okay.” You said again. “But Im coming with you.”
Juan shook his head immediately.
“No way.” He said firmly but you ignored him.
“You cant leave me, Juan. I love you.” You said.
Juan sighed and rubbed his eyes.
“(Y/n), its too dangerous. I cant let you get hurt.” He said quietly.
You stepped closer and wrapped your arms around his neck.
“Ill be hurt if you leave me, Juan.” You whispered.
He met your eyes and his hands held your waist gently.
Finally, he nodded.
“Okay. We’ll go. Together.” He said.
You grinned and reached up on your tip toes before planting a kiss on his lips.
He held you tightly and kissed you back deeply.


Laughter filled your house as Juice tickled your sides and you squealed.
He hovered over you while you lay on the sofa, his hands tickling your waist and both of you laughed loudly.
“Juice, stop!” You yelled and he did, standing straight while both of you laughed.
Juice lifted your legs off the sofa and sank down next to you, letting your legs drop into his lap.
He looked at you, his wide smile reaching across his cheeks, and his eyes filled with love.
You sat up and ruffled his dorky mohawk.
He chuckled lightly.
“What time do we have to be at Gems?” You asked.
“Around six.” Juice said and you nodded before swinging your legs off the couch and standing straight.
Juice pouted and you laughed.
“C’mon, Juicy boy, you can help me make salad.” You said and he leapt up with fake enthusiasm, making you laugh again.
A knock on the door caught your attention and Juice left the kitchen to answer it.
You continued to slice the potatoes in half and hummed along to the radio as you worked.
You heard the door open and thought nothing of it, until you heard Juice speak.
“What are you doing here?”
You frowned and put down the knife, and reached for the tea towel.
You wiped your hands as you walked to the front door, and once you looked up you were frozen in your place.
The towel fell to the ground as you looked at the man that had left you crying on the sidewalk 19 years ago.
“Hey princess.” He said, a small smile on his face.
Juice glared at him and you gulped.
“Wh-what are you doing here?” You asked and you moved forward to stand next to Juice.
He wrapped his arm around your waist protectively.
“I wanted to see my little girl.” Your father said and smiled warmly at you.
“Look at you, you’ve grown up so fast.”
You opened your mouth but no words came, all you could do was stare at your father, the man who had left you so many years ago. He had never made an effort before. He had missed every birthday, every performance, every game, your graduation.
“You know, nows not a good time.” Juice said and pulled you back so he could close the door.
“Please, I..Im sorry.” Your dad called out before the door closed and you looked at Juice.
“Its okay.” You whispered and kissed his cheek softly before opening the door and stepping outside, closing the door behind you.
You sat on the front step next to your father, unsure of what to say.
He asked you questions, what you were doing, how your mother was.
You answered robotically.
“Look, princess, Im sorry. I know I haven’t always been there for you. But Im here now, and Id love to get to know you.” Your father said.
You sat in disbelief as rage began to run through your body.
“You think thats enough?” You said angrily and leapt to your feet.
“You think you can just turn up like nothing happened?!” You yelled now, your hands trembling.
Your father stood and smoothed down his suit.
“Look, princess, I-“
“Dont fucking call me that!” You yelled.
His eyes widened and he backed away slowly.
“Yeah thats right, dad, run away!” You screamed and tears began to fill your eyes.
You watched as your father turned and walked down your driveway and out of your life once more.
You sunk to your knees and sobs took over your body and you didn’t notice that Juice had come outside until his arms wrapped around you and he rocked you gently.


You smiled as you watched Juice chase your daughter around the park and you leant against the park bench.
She was three years old and you had both fallen in love with her. She was as sassy as you and as cheeky as Juice and neither of you could say no to her puppy dog eyes that were so close to her fathers.
Isabella had been a blessing to the both of you and you smiled as you watched your family playing, your hand absentmindedly rubbing across your baby bump.
Soon, you would have another addition to your family, a little boy, and you were both ecstatic.
You couldn’t be prouder of Juice. He was an amazing father, and you wouldn’t have been able to get through both pregnancies with out him,
Juice waved out to you and you waved back and laughed loudly as he chased Isabella across the park and towards the ice cream stand.
You didn’t notice the man move behind you and it was only when he sat down next to you that you looked up.
“Hey, princess.”
Your breath caught in your throat and you stared at your father.
“What are you doing here?” You asked him angrily.
“Please, give me a chance. I just want to get to know my grandkids.”
You scoffed and crossed your arms over your chest.
“Why, so you can walk out on them?” You snapped and he sighed.
“Look, i just want them to have a good life. I can give you money, whatever you need, whatever they need.” He said.
You turned to him, your left eyebrow raised.
“You think i want your money?” You asked angrily.
Your father shrugged and straightened his suit jacket.
“Well I’m sure your biker boy doesn’t earn much.” He said.
You stood angrily and glared at him.
“Dont you dare.” You snarled.
Your father looked at you and shook his head.
“You really think this is the best life for you and these kids? Hanging out with some outlaw? You think these kids deserve a criminal for a father?” Your father scoffed and you suddenly smelt the alcohol on his breath.
You scoffed and shifted your bag onto your shoulder.
“Fuck you. Don’t you dare tell me Juan isn’t a good father.Especially coming out of your mouth.”
Your father stood and faced you angrily.
“He is an outlaw, (y/n).”
You stepped closer to your father, your body shaking with rage.
“Yeah, well atlas he’s not a drunk!” You spat angrily.
“Hes not going to leave me the way you did, and he’s not going to break that little girls heart. Cause he’s not like you! He loves her.” You yelled, your finger pushing into your fathers chest.
“Dont you dare, tell me how to raise my kids, when you walked out on yours.”
You said and turned, walking away form the man that broke your heart, and towards the man that fixed it.


Be proud!

I’ve never made anything for pride month before so here’s my first pride drawing. I’m biromantic asexual so that is why I chose both bi and ace colours. I had trouble with the sign tbh. Why is my handwriting so bad?

I can edit the drawing to make other pride flags if people want me to. I just made this drawing based on me because I’m expressing my own pride :)

Like/reblog but don’t repost or edit caption please :)

Andre Burakovsky *Requested*

Christmas time can be a difficult time of the year for some people, especially if your family lives in a different country. The holiday season is supposed to consist of joy and be a time to kick back and relax but this year has been all but that. Since Andre’s family lives in Sweden he always looks forward to when his parents come at Christmas time. Unfortunately it had been snowing nonstop in D.C. and they have cancelled all flights coming in, therefore Andre’s family won’t be able to make it in by Christmas.

A heavy sigh pulls me from my thoughts. Today the team has a day off so Andre and I decided to spend quality time together. The day didn’t start off well, waking up to a phone call from your parents saying they couldn’t come in for Christmas can put a real wrench in your plans. Andre quietly walks into the room, phone in hand. He effortlessly falls onto the couch next to me. He rolls onto his side and rests his head on my lap.

“Hi,” I giggle leaning down to place my lips on his.

He forces a smile, “I was really looking forward to Christmas this year. It would have been our first Christmas for us all to be together, sorry things didn’t work out.”

I run my fingers through his soft brown hair, “We can still have Christmas together, we just have to celebrate it later than usual. On Christmas day you can come over to my parents house and spend the day with my family, plus you always have the guys you can hang out with.”

He reaches his large hands out to find my small one and takes them into his grasp, “I know, it is just… I had a plan and it has gone completely against me. You are right though, we can still celebrate Christmas as usual. Just because my parents won’t be here right away does not mean we shouldn’t have a good Christmas.”

I ruffle his hair and place a kiss on his warm cheek, “Atta boy, way to stay positive.”

He rolls his eyes and adjusts our bodies so I am now laying on top of him. Our lips find each other and for a few minutes we are pulled into a sweet bliss. “I love you, you know that right?” Andre whispers as he pulls away.

“No, sometimes I truly question it.” I let out a light laugh.

“Well then maybe I should make it so you never have to question it again.” he suggests raising an eyebrow.

I smile and shake my head slightly, “Woah there Burky, calm down a little. As much as I would enjoy that I think I’ll have to take a raincheck. We have things we need to do today.”

He sighs, “ Like what? Last time I checked we were going to stay home all day and cuddle.”

His words have me caught, he knows I can’t resist cuddling. “Okay, I guess we can make time..”

He shakes his head and slides my body off of his then stands up, “Nope, I have a plan for today.”

“You know you’re really annoying, right?” I smirk and reach towards him for assistance getting up.

“Lazy ass,” he mumbles under his breath and takes my hand, pulling me up.

I raise an eyebrow, “Excuse me, what was that?” I playfully shove him which causes him to stumble back onto the couch, “Big hockey player gets taken out by his small girlfriend, what would your teammates think?”
He immediately stands up, “You caught me off guard.”

“Mhm, okay.” I begin to walk out of the room, swaying my hips a bit more than usual.

He rushes after me which causes my pace to pick up, “This is war now.”’ I run up to the bedroom and quickly shut the door but before I can lock it a heavy force pushes it open. I lean my body against the door and try to keep my utterly annoying yet extremely attractive boyfriend out. His laugh booms on the other side of the door.

After struggling for a minute or two, Andre makes his way into the room and tackles me onto the bed. I am completely trapped under his heavy body, “Andre, get your ass up! I can’t breathe, you’ve gotten fat.”

“I’ve gotten what?” He takes a little weight off of me.


“Oh well,” he says rolling off of me, “Go get ready, I have something planned for today.”

The day goes by quickly and before I know it we are getting into bed. I know Andre is almost 22 but man, does he act like a kindergartener sometimes. Today he was acting extremely strange but I assume it’s the fact that Christmas is tomorrow.


Awoken from my slumber by a huge shove and loud scream, Andre sits at the foot of the bed with a wide grin and sparkling eyes, “Good morning sleepy head.”

“What time is it? It feels like we just went to bed.” I groan pulling the pillow over my head.

“The time is not important, all that matters is that it’s Christmas!” he jumps on me and kisses my lips softly.

I shove him off of me, “Time does matter. If it is before 7, good night.”

“Come on! I can’t wait for you to open what I got you.” Andre throws the covers off of me and picks me up by the waist, practically throwing me over his shoulder.

I groan a bit but decide it is best not to fight it, I already know I would not win that battle. He walks into the living room and throws me onto the couch then grabs a small box which he hands to me.

“Open it.” he says excitedly.

I do as told and begin taking the wrapping paper off, small words that read “Tiffany&Co” are on the front. This wakes me up real fast. I look up at him in disbelief and open the box. To my dismay, it is completely empty.

“What?” I ask confused.

“You have always said you wanted to wake up Christmas morning with one of their boxes.” he starts laughing.

“I really hope you know I hate you.” I smile but cannot help feeling disappointed.

“Alright, the fun is over, here you go.” Andre hands over a small box with a pretty red ribbon around it.

I open it to reveal a pair of beautiful elegant earrings that I had been looking at for weeks now but did not get only because of how expensive they were, “Andre, you really didn’t have to do this. Thank you so much, I love them.”

“Nothing but the best for you,” his tall figure moves behind me and wraps me in his arms, “I love you.”

I turn my head to place a kiss on his lips. While his lips connect with mine I feel one of his arms move off of me for a split second then readjust. Andre pulls away slowly and only for a second I can see a scared look in his eyes before it changes back to normal.

“Everything okay?” I kiss his cheek.

“It is perfect.” he gives a forced smile.

“Okay, I can’t wait for you to open what I got you.” my voice squeaks from excitement.

“Before I open that I have a few more things for you.” he moves away from me and goes to find whatever it is under the tree. I give a puzzled look but figuring it’s him, I am soon to dismiss it. “Hey, can you go grab me a water?”

“Uh, sure.” standing, I walk towards the kitchen. I can hear Andre whispering something to himself back in the ling room, I make it out to be “smooth” but can’t understand the rest.

Before I can step foot in the kitchen Andre decides he wants to change his mind, “Oh wait! Nevermind I don’t need water.”

I hear a slight shuffling then silence. I turn around to find my boyfriend of 3 years on his knee.

“Andre…” I am stopped dead in my tracks.

“Y/N, you know I’m not good with these types of things,” he whispers which makes us both laugh, “We have been together for a while now and I feel like the time is right. When we met all those years ago there was something about you that I couldn’t get out of my head. When I finally worked up the courage to ask you out I had almost talked my self out of it because I thought you would say no yet here we are three years later. I love you with all of my heart and I could go on and on about that but you would probably tell me to shut up. I love you and I am so grateful to be with you. Will you continue this crazy journey with me and marry me?”

“No.” I say with a shake of my head but a small smile creeps onto my lips. I really hope he will pick up on my joking.

Andre’s face falls, “I…um… I’m sorry I just thoug-”

I cut him off by attaching my lips to his. He smiles into the kiss, realizing I didn’t actually mean it. “Of course I will, ya dork. I love you so much.” I pull away and shoot him a huge grin.

“You got me,” he laughs.

“Good. Payback is hell, honey.”

Happy birthday @seth-harmonia, although you are not physically here to celebrate it, we can still feel your presence with us today. Today we celebrate a man who has touched the lives of many, through his own actions or the stories of those he’s blessed.

Saru, I have heard quite a bit about you, from people you knew rather well, your dear friends @leader-colress, @galacticboss, and @skullb0ssguzma, who talk about you with as much love stirring in their chest as possible… You are gone, but never forgotten, for now you live in the hearts of those who love you, and those who hear your story… Even if I have not met you, but this day brings tears to my eyes.

I wish to ease your worried soul, Saru, as your friends miss you still and always will, they have as much support as anyone could ever had, and although we cannot fill your shoes, we can make you proud.

So you in our thoughts, and love in our hearts for our dear friend.
I wish you a happy Day of Harmonia, Saru.


be extra careful tonight. surprise spears could be thrown at you at any moment. i know what i’m talking about.
happy halloween from jasper jordan!

thanks for the pretty bruise, murphy. highly appreciated.

The Wolf Queen (Part 3)

Pairing: Jon Snow x Reader 

A/N: Click the links for Part One & Two ! Other stories can be found here!! I really need to just give this reader a name and write a whole book about them because this is the most fun I’ve ever had writing about two people in my life. 

Warnings: Sexual Content. Language. 

Prompt: Jon’s head over heels in love with his new wife and they can’t keep their hands off each other. The Wolf Queen clashes with the Dragon Queen. War has finally come. 

Under the glow of the moon, Jon’s fingers trace the curve of her bare back and draws aimlessly on her skin until he can hear her muffled giggles erupt from the pillow her head is buried in. It won’t be long until the sun is set to rise which means it is way too late for the two of them to still be awake but, Jon doesn’t want to shut his eyes. He’s afraid when he opens them again, Y/N won’t be lying next to him and she’s just been a dream of his this whole time. 

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