cause there were so many good things

thefierceotaku  asked:

How does adhd affect you? If you don't mind me asking. My friend he adhd and I want to be there for him.

Pretty much in the ways you’d expect tbh–

  • Focusing on anything I’m not at-that-moment interested in is practically impossible.
  • ^Especially if it’s reading large paragraphs of text, even if I am interested in the topic that kinda focus is hard.
  • I have little to no perception of time 9 times outta 10.
  • Talking to authority figures or about myself generally is not a fun time due to RSD.
  • On focus again– on worse days I won’t be able to read/process the words I’m looking at on a page if someone’s talking in the room.
  • More recently, the nonverbal bouts I’ve mentioned due to brain overload for one reason or another.
  • My brain goes a mile a minute in a very roundabout and seemingly disconnected ways, so sometimes in conversation I’ll blurt out apparently totally unrelated things that I actually got to logically, just way too fast;
  • My memory is terrible - like, good lord.
  • It can be hard for me to focus on conversations / for people to get my attention if I see something interesting.
  • Sensory overload– personally I got it whenever I used to go to church, for example, ‘cause there were so many sounds and sights and smells and you have to stay still and quiet throughout it but my brain was just freaking out internally the whole time. But anywhere with a lot of sensory things going on can set it off.
  • Kind of sensory overload related (??)– sometimes my meter for conversation will hit rock bottom by the end of the day but somebody will still wanna talk and I’ll just be there flailing on the spot both physically and mentally ‘cause processing any more interactions just hurts.
  • Stimming: it’s not something I realize much until I think about it, but for example; personally, at work I feel weird without my lanyard cause I’m used to the weight of it and tend to play with the keychains on it or pop my nametag in my mouth while I’m walking around – idk it’s kind of a grounding thing – kinda like those totem things in Inception, haha.

there’s probably stuff I’ve forgotten tbh (like I said; memory problems, lmao) but that list looks long enough – all these things obviously differ in intensity from person to person, but hopefully that gives ya some insight on what might be up for if ever your pal seems a bit off at all

(Y’all feel free to reblog this too btw, might help spread some understanding)

whoa okay so how do you think that conversation went when RJ went back to their boys with newfound gender identity knowledge

because ten to one Stephen and Ollie and Johnny were like “oh my god WHAT IF I’M NOT A BOY WE HAVE TO TEST THIS” and they all spent days trying different pronouns to see if it Felt Right and poring over RJ’s zine and Having Revelations

Stephen DEFINITELY whipped out a dress and threw it on, like, immediately because “gendered clothing is a conspiracy I ALWAYS KNEW IT” and Johnny went around spreading the word that RJ’S PRONOUNS ARE THEY/THEM, IT’S A THING, LOOK IT UP KIDS, I’M BEING DISRUPTIVE FOR A GOOD CAUSE THIS TIME MISS BAXTER, and god help you if you forgot and misgendered RJ, Ollie would LOOM, they all fought so many kids that week

And eventually all three were like “sorry dude I think I’m still a boy” and RJ was like “obviously that is okay” and it took them all a little while to unlearn subconscious things 

BUT 

that’s how Johnny got his heart shirt! because he saw it in a store or something and for ½ a second was like “nope I’m not allowed to wear that it’s a girl shirt” and then he remembered “oh right clothing is arbitrarily constructed symbols and gender stereotypes are fascism and my friends will love me no matter what” and so he took the shirt

and Stephen sometimes still wears dresses

what she says: i’m fine

what she means: jake peralta did not complain when amy said he needed to drink more water he just simply went along with listening to his smort girlfriend because she’s doing it cause she cares about him and he hates water so much but he is POWERING through it like a champ and he even got a snazzy ego cup for it JAKE WHAT DO YOU MEAN THE WATER ON PIZZA, THAT IS GREASE YOU CRAZY MOTHERFUCKER anyways as i was saying I SWEAR TO GOD YOU WERE ACTUALLY RAISED BY CHILDREN CAUSE ON YOUR BIRTHDAY YOUR MOM SAID YOUR FAVOURITE KIND OF CAKE IS “BLUE” LIKE HONESTLY AMY HAS SO MANY THINGS TO WORRY ABOUT hes such a good boyfriend

Niall. has his own studio, golf company, is a singer, song writer, plays different music instruments, is so fucking adorable with children??, loves and cares about his fans so much honestly he sometimes tweets asking how we are, he always (or at least almost always) stops to take pics with fans even when he’s not in the mood for it, he’s a really good/supportive friend, like seriously just know that if you were friend with him he would be so proud of every little things you achieved and would genuinely be happy for you , he does charity events to raise money for great causes, he’s so smart , so caring , plus he’s so beautiful. He doesn’t receive the recognition he deserves , so many people belittle everything he does . He deserves better

Chamber of Secrets - Part 20

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Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Summary: After the Avenger’s falling out, you were put in charge of putting Bucky together. Under King T’Challa’s orders, you were given a month’s time to create a new arm while simultaneously figure out how to get the triggering memories of his past out of his mind. As the time goes by, you found yourself confiding in him, despite his frozen state.

A/N: OooOOOooOOOOOhhhhh~  

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Everything Johnny Cade says in the book.

“Leave her alone, Dally.”

“You sure didn’t show it. Nobody talks to Dally like that.”

“Sixteen.”

“How come y’all ain’t scared of us like you were Dally?”

“Dally’s okay. He’s tough, but he’s a cool old guy.”

“Hey, Two-Bit.”

“Aw, cut it out! Dally was bothering them and when he left they wanted us to sit with them to protect them. Against wisecracking greasers like you, probably.”

“Soda?”

“There was a whole bunch of them. A blue Mustang full…I got so scared..”

“Your boyfriends?”

“Gee, I thought you and Darry and Soda got along real well…”

“It’s the truth. I don’t care.”

“It’s because we’re greasers. We could have hurt her reputation.”

“Man, that was a tuff car. Mustangs are tuff.”

“I can’t take much more. I’ll kill myself or something.”

“Well, I won’t. But I gotta do something. It seems like there’s gotta be someplace without greasers or Socs, with just people. Plain, ordinary people.”

“Ponyboy. Hey, Pony, wake up.”

“I don’t know. I went to sleep, too, listening to you rattle on and on. You’d better get home I think I’ll stay all night out here.

“Okay.”

“Easy, Ponyboy. We’ll be okay.”

“Well, don’t be. You’re scarin’ me. What happened? I never seen you bawl like that.”

“I think I like it better when the old man’s hittin’ me. At least then I know he knows who I am. I walk in that house, and nobody says anything. I walk out, and nobody says anything. I stay away all night, and nobody notices. At least you got Soda. I ain’t got nobody.”

“It ain’t the same as having your own folks care about you. It just ain’t the same.”

“Okay. Okay.”

“Ain’t you about to freeze to death, Pony?”

“I don’t know. But I bet they’re looking for us. We picked up their girls.”

“It’s too late now. Here they come.”

“You’re outa your territory. You’d better watch it.”

“I killed him. I killed that boy.”

“Go ahead. I won’t look at you.”

“Yeah. I had to. They were drowning you, Pony. They might have killed you. And they had a blade…they were gonna be me up…”

“Yeah. Like they did before.”

“They ran when I stabbed him. They all ran.”

“Calm down, Ponyboy. Get ahold of yourself.”

“We gotta get outa here. Get somewhere. Run away. The police’ll be here soon. We’ll need money. And maybe a gun. And a plan.”

“Dally. Dally’ll get us outa here.”

“I think at Buck Merril’s place. There’s a party over there tonight. Dally said somethin’ about it this afternoon.”

“Dally! We gotta see Dally.”

“We figured you could get us out if anyone could. I’m sorry we got you away from the party.”

“Wish I had me a weed.”

“Sure, Dally, thanks.”

“Now.”

“The first stop’ll be Windrixville. I don’t see why he gave me this. I couldn’t shoot anybody.”

“Blast it, Ponyboy. You must have put my legs to sleep. I can’t even stand up. I barely got off that train.”

“That’s okay. I didn’t want to wake you up until I had to.”

“Go ask someone. The story won’t be in the paper yet. Make like a farm boy taking a walk or something.”

“I’ll have to stay here. You go down the road and ask the first person you see where Jay Mountain is. Then come back. And for Pete’s sake, run a comb through your hair and quit slouching down like a thug.”

“You know, you look an awful lot like Sodapop, the way you’ve got your hair and everything. I mean, except your eyes are green.”

“Shoot, you are too.”

“I swear, Ponyboy, you’re gettin’ to act more like Two-Bit every day.”

“Come on inside. Dally told us to stay inside.”

“A week’s supply of baloney, two loaves of bread, a box of matches…”

“I remembered you sayin’ something about it once. And me and you went to see that movie, ‘member? I thought you could maybe read it out loud and help kill time or something.”

“We’re gonna cut our hair, and you’re gonna bleach yours. They’ll have our descriptions in the paper. We can’t fit ‘em.”

“We’d have to anyway if we got caught. You know the first thing a judge does is make you get a haircut.”

“I don’t know either—it’s just a way of trying to break us. They can’t really do anything to guys like Curly Shepard or Tim; they’ve had about everything done to them. And they can’t take anything away from them because they don’t have anything in the first place. So they cut their hair.”

“Oh, come on, Ponyboy. It’ll grow back.”

“No. We gotta bleach it first.”

“Cut the front and thin out the rest. I’ll comb it back after I wash it.”

“Go ahead and cut it.”

“I guess—I guess we’re disguised.”

“Oh, shoot. It’s just hair.”

“Well, we got to get used to it. We’re in big trouble and it’s our looks or us.”

“I’m sorry I cut off your hair, Ponyboy.”

“I know. Things have been happening so fast…”

“Two-Bit shoulda been in that little one-horse store. Man, we’re in the middle of nowhere; the nearest house is two miles away. Things were layin’ out wide open, just waitin’ for somebody slick like Two-Bit to come and pick ‘em up. He coulda walked out with half the store. Good ol’ Two-Bit.”

“Stop it! Shut up about last night! I killed a kid last night. He couldn’t of been over seventeen or eighteen, and I killed him. How’d you like to live with that?”

“I didn’t mean to, but they was drownin’ you, and I was so scared…There sure is a lot of blood in people.”

“This is my fault for bringin’ a thirteen-year-old kid along. You ought to go home. You can’t get into any trouble. You didn’t kill him.”

“I didn’t mean it like that, Ponyboy. Don’t cry, Pony, we’ll be okay. Don’t cry…”

“Yeah.”

“Nope. We’re all cried out now. We’re gettin’ used to the idea. We’re gonna be okay now.”

“I bet they were cool ol’ guys. They remind me of Dally.”

“Yeah…in the manners bit, and the charm, too, I guess. But one night I saw Dally gettin’ picked up by the fuzz, and he kept real cool and calm the whole time. They was gettin’ him for breakin’ out the windows in the school building, and it was Two-Bit who did that. And Dally knew it. But he just took the sentence without battin’ an eye or even denyin’ it. That’s gallant.”

“Golly. That sure is pretty.”

“The mist was what was pretty. All gold and silver.”

“Too bad it couldn’t stay like that all the time.”

“What?”

“Where’d you learn that? That was what I meant.”

“You know, I never noticed colors and clouds and stuff until you kept reminding me about them. It seems like they were never there before. Your family sure is funny.”

“I didn’t mean nothing. I meant, well, Soda kinda looks like your mother did, but he acts just exactly like your father. And Darry is the spittin’ image of your father, but he ain’t wild and laughing all the time like he was. He acts like your mother. And you don’t act like either one.”

“Yeah. I guess we’re different.”

“You’re starved?”

“Yeah. Whatever gave you the idea we ain’t?”

“You sure can cuss good, Dally.”

“You’d better believe it.”

“Gee, it sure will be good to get into a car again.”

“A spy? Who?”

“Cherry? The Soc?”

“Yeah.”

“We’re goin’ back and turn ourselves in.”

“I said we’re goin’ back and turn ourselves in.”

“I got a good chance of bein’ let off easy. I ain’t got no record with the fuzz and it was self-defense. Ponyboy and Cherry can testify to that. And I don’t aim to stay in that church all my life.”

“We won’t tell that you helped us, Dally, and we’ll give you back the gun and what’s left of the money and say we hitchhiked back so you won’t get into trouble. Okay?”

“I’m sure. It ain’t fair for Ponyboy to have to stay up in that church with Darry and Soda worryin’ about him all the time. I don’t guess…I don’t guess my parents are worried about me or anything?”

“My parents, did they ask about me?”

“I was scared. I still am. I guess we ruined our hair for nothing, Ponyboy.”

“Would you rather have me living in hide-outs for the rest of my life, always on the run?”

“Hey, Ponyboy.”

“The window stopped him.”

‘Naw…Too fat.”

“Where’s the kids?”

“Shut up! We’re goin’ to get you out!”

“Get out!”

“Hey, y’all.”

“Don’t…don’t let me put enough grease on my hair. “

“He came by.”

“Came to see Dally.”

“Tuff enough.”

“The book—can you get another one?”

“Yeah, it just hurts sometimes. It usually don’t…I can’t feel anything below the middle of my back…”

“I’m pretty bad off, ain’t I, Pony?”

“I won’t be able to walk again. Not even on crutches. Busted my back.”

“You want to know something, Ponyboy? I’m scared stiff. I used to talk about killing myself…I don’t want to die now. It ain’t long enough. Sixteen years ain’t long enough. I wouldn’t mind it so much if there wasn’t so much I ain’t done yet and so many things I ain’t seen. It’s not fair. You know what? That time we were in Windrixville was the only time I’ve been away from our neighborhood.”

“I don’t want to see her.”

“I said I don’t want to see her. She’s probably come to tell me about all the trouble I’m causing her and about how glad her and the old man’ll be when I’m dead. Well, tell her to leave me alone. For once—for once just to leave me alone.”

“Hey.”

“Useless…fighting’s no good…”

“Ponyboy.”

Stay gold, Ponyboy. Stay gold.”

anonymous asked:

Can I request RFA + saeran reacting to a MC self harming like how they would find out and react (sorry if this makes you uncomfortable and you don't want to this) I'm currently almost a year clean!

Well done, anon! That’s a brilliant achievement ^^. I’m over 2 years clean now and currently feel really positive in myself. I really hope I wrote these alright because everyone self-harms for different reasons and feels differently about it. I tried to sort of generalise it and I’ll put a trigger warning here that there are mentions of self harm and blood (Not detailed, though) ~H x

RFA with an MC that self harms

Yoosung:

-He saw it by accident one day at school
-You were both in science, doing an experiment involving water
-The water had splashed on your sleeve and Yoosung had kindly offered to dry it off
-You didn’t expect him to pull your sleeve up, though
-He saw the scars on your arm and gasped in shock, quickly pulling the sleeve back down so that no-one else sees
-You looked down in shame
-Yoosung was never meant to see that
-“I’m… sorry,” you apologised.
-“You’re coming to mine after school, right? I really want to talk to you. Why are you sorry?” Yoosung responded.
-“I thought you’d be upset with me. Or disappointed,” you explained.
-Instead of answering, Yoosung pulls you into a big hug as you try not to cry
-At Yoosung’s after school he asks you when it started and why it started
-You’re reluctant to tell him but he eventually has you in tears, spilling out the full story of when you started with depression
-All throughout, Yoosung hugs you close to him, rocking you and stroking your hair
-“You’ve been through so much, MC,” Yoosung said after you’ve finished, “I’m so proud of how strong you’ve been. But please- it breaks my heart to think that the most wonderful, most beautiful person I know would harm herself because she thinks she isn’t good enough.”
-You nod. You understand how he feels and you wish it was as simple to stop
-But Yoosung went through a rough enough time after hearing that Rika was mentally ill
-So now that he knows what you’ve been suffering with, he’s not letting the same thing happen to his precious girlfriend. He wants to get you professional help.
-And if you think he’ll be too shy and won’t
-Think again
-Because this boy loves you

Zen:

-After a while of dating, he noticed that you always wore long sleeved tops
-One day, it was absolutely boiling outside but you wouldn’t take your jumper off
-Even though you feel like you’re going to be fried alive
-“Babe, just take your jumper off! You look like you’re boiling,” Zen tried to persuade you.
-Your sudden, “NO!” is all it takes for him to confirm the worry he’s had for a while
-“MC, please will you show me your arms,” he asked seriously as he reached across the table to you and held your wrists.
-You squeeze your eyes shut and shake your head
-Not today. You can’t let him see. He’ll think you’re a failure
-“MC,” he said so sternly that you jump in shock
-As you jump, his hands accidentally slide up your arms and scrape a recent cut
-You yelp in surprise
-And he doesn’t allow you to pull your sleeve back down
-When you face him, you’re expecting some sort of emotion but you didn’t know what
-What you certainly didn’t expect was tears
-“How long?” he asked quietly, maintaining eye contact and making you want to shrivel up in yourself
-“A while. Since before I knew you,” you responded, making him know that he had nothing to do with the mental illness you’d be struggling with for ages.
-“Does anyone know?” Zen asked.
-You shook your head.
-“MC, I want you to look into my eyes and tell me that you want to hurt me in the same way you hurt yourself,” he said sternly.
-“But I can’t- I don’t- I love you!” you argued, wondering how he could suggest such a thing.
-“The fact that I now know you did this gives me exactly that pain. Imagine how I feel to know that you would suffer through this alone, without telling anyone, hurting yourself in such a way,” Zen sighed, holding your hands tightly.
-You don’t know what to say. You’re not good enough. Surely he knows this
-“Please- we already lost Rika- we can’t lose you. I can’t lose you. Not after everything we’ve been through,” Zen cried, now fully letting tears stream down his face.
-“I’m sorry,” you whispered, “I’m disappointing you.”
-“No!” Zen immediately interrupts, “I’m just worried about you because I want you to be well. Please let me take you to see someone. They can help you.”
-You didn’t want to see anyone- that’s why you hadn’t
-But if Zen was hurting, you’d at least give it a go
-“Ok,” you agreed as Zen pulled you into his chest.
-At least you had something to live for- your wonderful boyfriend
-Did anyone notice the quote I kind of took from Phil? It’s so beautiful

Jaehee:

-Mama Baehee sees and knows all
-She realised practically immediately
-Because she literally forced you to take your jacket off when you came to her house
-You were really worried how she’d react and if she’d realise you weren’t the support she needed and ditch you
-Instead, she ordered you to sit and talk
-“You can say what you like to try and get out of it, MC, but you aren’t leaving until I have the truth,” she insisted.
-So you cried and told Jaehee everything
-“What I think you need is someone there to promise you that they’ll always be with you and help you to believe in yourself,” Jaehee seemed to analyse.
-But then she shuffled closer to you and hugged you
-“MC, will you let me be that friend? Can I help you?” she asked, to your surprise.
-You were already crying too much so you just nodded
-So Jaehee smiled and started to cry too
-She looked so cute crying but you didn’t deserve her
-In fact, you wondered how many times you’d drawn a line of your own blood because you were ashamed of your sexuality
-But with Jaehee hugging you so tightly and promising to be there for you, you allowed yourself to imagine what a world with good things in for you could be like
-What if Jaehee did like you back?
-Oh if only you knew
-If only you knew how much it broke her heart to see that you’d caused yourself pain
-Jaehee wondered if it was her fault for not being a good enough friend
-It’s not, Baehee, you’re perfect and we love you

Jumin:

-It was whilst you were still ‘trapped’ in his penthouse that he found out
-He thought you were about to leave
-So he grabbed your arm to stop you escaping
-You know the Visual Novel I’m on about, right?
-And you accidentally let out a yelp of pain
-He let go go your arm and saw blood seeping through the fabric
-Forget whatever he was about to tell you- you were injured
-“MC, what happened? I didn’t- I didn’t hurt you did I?” Jumin panicked.
-“No- it’s not you. I’m fine,” you lied.
-He wasn’t about to let you pretend you weren’t hurt
-So he rolled your sleeves up
-And saw the lines on your arms
-And broke down
-“MC- I- Why- Why would you do this to yourself?” he asked, practically in tears.
-You just hung your head, not answering
-“It’s not me, is it?” Jumin asked with his eyes wide, “Am I trapping you? Is that why? Please- I’ll let you go immediately.”
-At this point you’re pretty sure he’d leaked a few tears
-“No,” you said calmly, “It was way before I met you that I started.”
-“How could someone as kind and beautiful and perfect as you do something like that to your body?” he asked.
-“I’m not perfect or beautiful in any way. I’m messed up. Really messed up. I just wanted to try and help you,” you explained.
-“And you are doing. So now I need to help you,” Jumin said sternly.
-You looked up at him
-And started crying
-So he cried too
-Jumin decided to envelope you in a hug
-So you just cried into his chest, feeling safe
-Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad to stay at his penthouse forever
-When Elizabeth was around, Jumin promised himself that he’d force you to see the best counsellor in the world

Seven:

-He found out just after you’d started living in his house
-He’d told you he had something to fix on his computer but you were having a really bad day
-So to you, that just seemed like an excuse to not spend time with you
-He loves you though, please never think that! People love you and sometimes they actually just have to do stuff
-For once, he didn’t put his headphones on
-So he heard crying and decided to come and check it out
-Only to find you with blood coating your arm in a pile of tears
-He panicked
-And just runs towards you and hugs you close to his chest, not caring if he’s getting blood all over him
-You cry into his shoulder for a while whilst he just rocks and shushes you
-He knows the feeling
-Whilst he never self harmed, he was very depressed for so long
-And he knew what it was like to feel like you shouldn’t even exist anymore
-But without you
-He couldn’t exist
-Deciding it was best to tell you this, he starts to
-“MC, I love you. I couldn’t live without you. You mean so much to me. You helped me with my depression and now I want to help you. Please, let me save you like you saved me,” he begged.
-He’s going to do absolutely anything he can to help you

Saeran:

-I feel like he’d know the signs
-Because I’m pretty sure he’d self harmed too
-So he just asks you
-“MC, do you self harm?”
-“What makes you think that?” you answered sceptically.
-“Because I did for a while. You were what made me stop. Please don’t lie to me and show me your arms,” Saeran ordered with clear concern in his eyes.
-You show him your arms- it’s pointless hiding it
-“You’re going to come and see my counsellor with me,” Saeran said immediately.
-“No, Saeran! I don’t want to see a counsellor,” you begged.
-He grabbed you by the shoulder and leant down to look you directly in the eyes
-“I don’t care if you want to go or not. I’m not going to allow the person that saved and healed me to suffer herself. I love you too much to lose you. My life is nothing without you,” he told you.
-You hug him really tight
-And just wonder how you’re both messes
-Saeran was not going to allow you to help him as much as you had without him helping you in return
-He loved you too much to lose you

V:

-You were constantly thinking that you were nothing compared to Rika
-Sure, she’d been crazy, but V had loved her
-Probably more than he loved you
-V found out you self harmed when he accidentally walked into the bathroom whilst you’d just finished showering
-You had a towel wrapped around you but your arms were exposed
-And bleeding
-“I’m sorry- wait, MC, your arms!” V started to apologise before seeing the lines and blood on your forearms.
-You hung your head
-He was going to tell you that you were nothing compared to Rika- that you were weak- that you were weird for harming yourself
-But he didn’t
-Instead, he runs towards you, gently takes your arm and kisses all your scars
-“I made a mistake last time- I didn’t help her. I’m not going to make that mistake again because I love you so much that I will force you to see a therapist,” V told you.
-“But I don’t want to-“ you started to protest
-“I know. Last time I made the mistake of thinking love would be enough. I’m not blind anymore and I can see that despite me loving you, you need proper help. I don’t want to lose you. You mean far more to me, MC,” V said.  
-I’m sorry for the blind joke, really I am
-It suddenly registered in your mind what he was saying
-V loved you
-He loved you more than he’d loved Rika
-And he wanted to help you
-Finally- someone did
-And you loved him

It’s a Buck Girl Thing (4/?)

Based loosely on ‘It’s a Boy Girl Thing’ (2006)


Summary: You (female reader) pine after Steve Rogers whilst Bucky is being a little shit. One night after an argument on the rooftop you wake up in each other’s bodies.


Pairing: Steve x Reader


Word count: 3.3k


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Warnings: Okay… So it starts of with SMUT - I know it’s weird to imagine yourself in Bucky’s body but I can’t see a way round it - there had to be a hand job. There’s also sexual content and swearing.


A/N: Well, riding on a wave of inspiration that hit me like a train yesterday here’s another big chapter from me. I hope this fic is still making you smile and want more?

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After yet another awkward interaction with Steve, a cold shower sounded like a good option. You needed to calm down quickly, otherwise he’s only going to suspect something more serious is going on. And who knows how long you’d be able to keep up the pretences?



Physically - the cold shower seemed to help, but mentally - you still couldn’t shake off the constant dirty thoughts about Steve. Not sure how long this charade would continue, you needed to find a better way of managing your constant arousal. Maybe Bucky was right and you needed some release?

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A Little Push

Characters: Pietro x Reader

Summary: No matter how quick Pietro Maximoff is even he can’t outrun his feelings.

Word Count: 1505 words

Prompt: This gif.

A/N: This is for my 800 followers celebration as requested by the lovely @flirtswithdanger who sent me this lovely gif and reminded me how much I love this Maximoff.

Pietro Maximoff was smitten.  Had been since the moment you had walked into the training room with Nat, laughing at something Tony had said earlier when he had tried being smooth. Pietro had been lifting weights and all of a sudden his grip slipped and the sound of heavy weights hitting the floor had your eyes on him and he was all too aware that this was NOT the first impression he wanted to make.  “Smooth quick shot.” Clint called over from the bench where he was sitting watching the entire scene with a smirk.

“Yeah, well… shut up old man.” Maximoff huffed at him, avoiding looking at you for fear that it would be like looking directly at the sun and the little jolt he had felt in his chest upon seeing you would turn into a full blown heart attack.  

“Nice come back.” Clint grinned causing the boy to storm out of the room.  Great, not only would you think he was clumsy but also simple.  He rushed out so fast he didn’t see your curious look which was probably a good thing.

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anonymous asked:

I can't believe people are still convinced/saying that Sarada is Karin's daughter. Honestly I'm at the point where Sarada could have pink hair or green eyes, heck even have both and still people will be like nope Sakura ain't the mama it's Karin haha. Anyways is it because of the glasses? 🙄 if so, omfg I'm done 😩😂anyways have a good one 😁

Lol, of course it’s because of the glasses, Sarada’s glasses were literally the entire cause of all the ridiculous debate surrounding her parentage, and Kishi decided to take advantage of that with Gaiden’s needless drama.

I mean just look at how many times the glasses were emphasised in Gaiden.

Chapter 1

Where the fact that another woman was next to her father wasn’t the issue, it was the fact that this woman wore glasses - That was the important part:


Chapter 2

Where again, the only thing that mattered to Sarada was the fact that this mystery woman was wearing similar glasses to her:


Chapter 2 Again

Where now, she’s only known as the “glasses woman”, because obviously, that’s her most important and defining trait:


Chapter 5

Where Sarada doesn’t emphasise the fact that there was another woman standing next to her father. No, she emphasised the fact that they were wearing similar glasses. Naruto’s face says it all:


And chapter 7

Where Suigetsu’s only explanation for why they may have obtained those bogus test results, was because Karin and Sarada had similar glasses, that’s it. He didn’t say anything about their character or looks or anything else that actually mattered. Nope, it all hinged on the glasses:


Kishi essentially mocked the idea of comparing Sarada to Karin solely due to the glasses, and the whole silly subplot of Chouchou trying to fins her real father too was just another way for Kishi to give a big proverbial middle finger to every child who bothered him and his assistants. The idea of Chouchou trying to find her real dad was ridiculous, as was the idea of Karin being Sarada’s mother. It’s not a coincidence that both ran side by side.

Devil’s Trap

Summary: You’re getting closer and closer to finding the demon, so you enlist the help of Bobby Singer. Getting John back doesn’t go to plan at all.
Words: 6.4k
Dean x Reader, Sam x Jess
Warnings: episode related angst and violence

Beta: @blacksiren
A/N: this is the final part of my ‘Jess never died’ rewrite of Season One, find the masterpost here

Your name: submit What is this?

“You’re never going to see your father again.”

Dean hung up the phone instantly, shoving it into his pocket and picking up the Colt.

“What are you doing?” you asked as he tucked the gun into the back of his pants.

He picked up your jacket, handing it to you and kissing your cheek.

“We gotta go,” he told you, and you nodded, putting on your jacket before helping Jess to slip on her own.

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Pictures of You (Cole Sprouse)

Originally posted by paranoid-papi

Pairing: Cole Sprouse x Photographer!Reader

Warning: Cursing

Summary: You and Cole have been dating for a while and he’s head over heels just like you. He is constantly posting photos about you and just being all and all cute. During one of his interviews, when asked about you, he confesses that he’s missed you since you’ve been out working on your photography somewhere else.

Author: Dizzy

A/N: This is my first Cole Sprouse fic and it was requested by a cute anon who said, “Can you do a Cole Sprouse one shot where you’re a photographer and you two are dating and he’s always posting about you and you two are really cute and it’s all fluffy and people are always him about you in interviews and he’s all blushy 💛💛😩and your tom holland imagines are awesome lmao💛💛”

Masterlist Request a Prompt


“So, all I’ve seen on your Instagram are pictures of your girlfriend.” The host who was interviewing Cole stated, only to cause a blush to rise to Cole’s cheeks.

You smiled as you watched him on the television, knowing that the host’s statement was true.

“Well, I do post a lot about Y/n and I’ve been doing it even more lately because she’s been working on her photography in China. She actually just got a job with National Geographic.” Cole said proudly as the audience clapped. “Aw, thanks. I’ll tell her you all are proud.”

You laughed softly as your cheeks started to heat up at the fact that Cole was gushing about you on television.

“You two are so charming.” The host smiled. “How long have you two been together?”

“We’ve been together for two years.” Cole replied. “Our two year anniversary is today, actually.” An choir of awe came from the audience as Cole turned even more red. “Yeah, but she’s in China so we were going to do a skype date.”

“That’s so cute. But before we change the subject, everyone here at the studio has a bit of a surprise for you.”

That was your cue to go. You picked up a cardboard cutout of yourself and headed onto the stage, making sure to cover yourself so Cole couldn’t see you.

“Oh my god!” Cole laughed. “You guys must think I’m too lonely!”

“Well, we thought it’d be a great idea to bring Y/n for you so you wouldn’t feel so alone.” The host explained. “Why don’t you go ahead and take her from our intern?”

“Yeah, sure. Okay.” Cole replied, shaking his head as he rose from his seat. “I still can’t believe you got me this.”

His hands brushed yours as he took the cardboard cutout from you, only to drop it when he laid eyes on your smiling face.

“Y/n!” He cried, pulling you into a hug and lifting you into the air as you lost yourself in a fit of giggles.

“Well, hello to you too.” You smiled as he set you down and placed a kiss on your cheek.

“When- when did you get here?” Cole stammered as the crowd and host watched you two in silence.

“A few hours ago. I would’ve called, but that would’ve ruined the surprise.” You stated, taking Cole’s hand in yours before leading him back to the couch he was previously sitting on.

“Thank you so much for coming, Y/N.” The host said.

“Thank you for having me.”

“So, two years. That is a long time to date so young.”

“Well, it doesn’t feel all that long. I mean, we started dating right when I was finishing up college and now here we are, both with amazing jobs and still together.”

“That’s just amazing. Most couples your age don’t stay together very long. I mean, when I was in my twenties I had a new boyfriend every other week.”

You chuckled along with the audience and Cole. “Well, we always joke that we act like an older couple because of how we get along and how things just fall into place at home. But, lately it’s been hard to be so far away.”

“The only thing you didn’t tell her was that every time I start to see you on Skype, no matter how far you are, I know- I know that I’m in love with you.” Cole said, placing a hand on yours with a smile.

“Yes, even though I’m far away, we both know I’ll always stay right alongside you.” You replied, putting your hand on his.

“Now, I’d like to play a little game with you two. If you look in front of you on the table, there’s two whiteboards and markers.” the host explained. “We are going to play the newlywed game.”

“Awesome.” You smiled as you retrieved your marker and board.

“Alright, first question. What is Cole’s favorite food? You guys will show your boards on the count of three.”

You wrote down your answer and looked at Cole with a smile. “This question is easy.”

“Okay. Count of three. One, two, three.”

You and Cole showed your boards and laughed as you got the same answer.

“Okay! Good job! Next question, what is Y/N’s favorite thing to photograph?”

You smiled and wrote down your answer as Cole tried to look over your shoulder, causing you to move and hide your board.

“One, two, three!”

You shook your head with a chuckle as you looked at Cole’s board, an answer very different from your answer of nature.

“What?!” Cole exclaimed between chuckles. “You take so many pictures of me! How can I not say me?”

“You were so off, baby.”

“Okay, so Cole is obviously a little vain.” The host joked. “Let’s move on to the next question. Cole loves to bake, what is his specialty?”

“Cake.” You stated, a little cake drawn in the corner of your board as Cole nudged you.

“Man, you really know Cole, but obviously he needs to work on his facts.”

“It’s not my fault she has so many pictures of me!”

“Okay, okay, new question. Who is Y/N’s favorite artist? Hint; the artist is not a photographer.”

“Frida Kahlo.” You both said in unison, showing your boards on the count.

“Alright, Cole’s catching up. We have time for two more questions.” The host smiled. “First question, what is the one chick flick Cole secretly loves?”

“The Notebook. A classic.” You stated before he could say anything when the count was called. “We watched it together on our fourth date cause I asked him to watch it with me and he cried before confessing he’d seen it before a few times even though he said he never had.”

The host laughed. “That’s phenomenal. Alright, the last and final question; what has Y/N been dying to ask Cole?”

“Oh, god. I have no idea. I’m not even going to write something down.” Cole stated.

“No, write something.” You told him with a smile.

“Okay. Fine.”

“Show the boards on the count of three. One, two, three!”

On Cole’s board was a drawing of you and him with flowers surrounding you and on yours it said, “Will you marry me?” with a ring drawn on it.

“Do you mean that?” Cole asked, his jaw hanging low in shock.

“Yes! Of course! I know it’s not a normal proposal, but when have we ever been normal?”

“Let’s get married! Oh my god, baby, let’s get married.” Cole exclaimed, pulling you towards him before locking lips with you and the audience went wild.

All that waiting and all those pictures he posted of you to get to that point seemed like nothing to Cole in that moment. 

10

Here are just some of my old sonas only going back as far as 2012 since any older files would not exist on this laptop. 

Before that I was a teddy bear, a stuffed bat, a cat, a bunny, a black dragon named black magic, a moth, like goodness sometimes I could change sonas in the span of a week. 

Let me tell you it was frustrating as hell. It was a long and arduous process that took a good span of my life so I feel you on the sona thing. 

Gonna include more under the cut.

This is really long cause its really personal sorry’’’’

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Roommates Don’t Do That  Pt. 1/2 [m]

Summary: You think your roommate Taeyong is far too sweet to have any naughty thoughts and that he only appreciates you as a roommate. So what happens when you come home early to find him getting VERY naughty?

Rating: M

Pairing: Taeyong + U

Parts: ½


“And cut!” cried the Director. “Great job, everybody!”

You breathed a sigh of relief. You could finally put down the stupid pompoms, stop bouncing around and take a break.

You bowed to everyone on the set as you made your way over to mingle with the crew. This MV would be shooting for four more days and you were exhausted but you were glad for the pay. This was the longest gig you’d had yet. Playing a teeny cheerleader fantasy girl in a Teen Top music video wasn’t exactly meaningful acting work per se, but the exposure was damn good and it would look very nice on your still quite meager resume.

You picked up a bottle of water from the catering table and then spotted a seat next to your friend, Ara, so you hopped into it. “Hey,” you said cheerfully.

She nodded in reply, barely looking up from her phone. “How do I find a roommate?” she asked you, her eyes still scanning listings on some roommating app. Her nose wrinkled at some of the options. There was an endless stream of possibilities but all those guys definitely looked like creepy mouthbreathing weirdos. Even you shuddered a little and you weren’t the one who’d have to live with them. She sighed. “I don’t want just any roommate. I want a sex bunny like you’ve got.”

You drew back a bit. “Excuse me?” you asked, letting out a few chuckles. “Taeyong? A ‘sex bunny?’”

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I have something to say.

When I was in elementary school, we had a holocaust survivor come to talk to us about her experiences. Before she left she said something to us that I never forgot. She said “No one person can fight for all causes at once. Putting concentrated effort in a few causes is better than putting the barest of effort while trying to cover them all” And she challenged us to pick 3-5 causes that we will spend our lives fighting for and learning about and commit to them as best we can.

Of course the context was such that it was clear that if there is a Major Event occurring which needs immediate attention, definitely hyperfocus on that. But the point that she made still stuck and I think that in this current environment its wise to think about your activism in this way.

As children of the information age, we pride ourselves on being able to know the most up to date information on everything around us. Its easy to get overwhelmed when you know that there are so many causes to fight for and so many people and things being desecrated or hurt. In most cases, being overwhelmed creates anxiety that leads to inaction. And inaction is something no one needs.

Let us look at ourselves and look at our values and each choose 3-5 things that we want to make sure we become knowledgeable about, and 1 thing we want to fight for, then focus our energy on them at Maximum Intensity. Now….of course all aspects of oppression are irrevocably linked. I talk about that on here all the time. But more potent activism on your few causes lets you have the focus you need to really make waves.

You care a lot about the environment? learn about fixing it. Invent something. You care about healthcare? Put your all into saving it. You care about politics? vaguely consider becoming a politician. Acknowledge that there are other issues at hand, and that they require work, but focus on your causes. Make these next 4 years count in regards to the issues you feel matter the most.

If you see one of your causes has a huge amount of people fighting for it and they seem to be making good headway, find another cause that seems to be flagging and needs a boost. Keep your causes down to 3 - 5. If you don’t have time or energy, lower that number to 1-2 but increase your vigilance on those 1-2 things.

If we work together and focus, we can make sure things get covered without succumbing to intellectual exhaustion or depression.

We are a huge generation. We are smart, we are creative, we are resilient. We come up with ever increasing solutions to many many problems that were once thought to be unsolvable. We are so empathetic and brave and strong.

We can do this.

anonymous asked:

Hello!!! Do you have any more clony headcanons? Im starving

Hi! Of course I have! I feel you, this fandom needs more fics, and headcanons and everything.

1. Tony is the one who plan their dates, and as he know how much Clay like old movies he often takes him to drive-in cinema. So they can watch some good movie and make out in mustang witch is a win-win situation.

2. For first few weeks Clay is a little shy, cause it’s first time he is with guy, or anyone actually. So at first ther is not a lot of hugs or kisses, later they cuddle a lot when they are alone, and it ends with Clay insisting to make out almost everywhere and they were caught so many times that it become common thing finding them somewhere in school snogging.

3. Clay is not a morning person, he can sleep all day, Tony always wake up first but he never get up from bed before Clay. It’s because he look really peacfull and adorable in his sleep, and Tony can stare at him for hours.

4. Tony take Clay for hiking a lot. Clay at first doesn’t like it at all and complain all the time, but after few times he started enjoy this. His favourite moment is when they are on the top and rest, look up to the view. They just sitting holding hands, Clay rest his head on Tonys arm and he feel really happy.

5. Tonys brothers like to tease them all the time, but it’s all in lovely way. They are actually very glad about their little brother being in healthy and happy relationship. They also had a bent when those two will end up together, but they refuse to tell which one win. It was Mr Padilla.

6. Clay always admire Tonys tattoos and thinks they are really sexy. He wonder a lot about getting tatto and what could it be. So one day he and Tony are cuddling in his room, lying on the bed and kissing a lot. Tony takes off Clays shirt and gasps when he see black tattoo on his ribs. He just can’t control himself and this is probably his biggest kink. After all Clay look him in the eye “It’s just henna you know?”

7. Tony made a lot of mix tapes for Clay, cause his music taste is awfull and someone needs to take care of it. Clay is not so sure about this, especially after tapes made by Hannah, but he decided to listen first one and it turns out, that before every song is short record of Tonys voice, saying why he likes certain song, for example, cause they kissed for the first time when it was played.

8. Tony sometimes have nightmares about Clay jumping from cliff. Thats the most terrifying thing he can imagine, and when he wake up he always needs to text Clay, just to make sure if he is ok. He also ride to his house, cause texting is just not enough, so they are sitting in mustang only in their pyjamas and hugging, Tony kisses Clays forhead and they sit like that untill sun rises and Clay ask if Tony wants  to come for breakfast.

anonymous asked:

Hello~~ can you do exo reactions when they see their s/o talks in english with someone or on the phone? She is not korean and her native language is also not english^^ thankyou so much love

(I included former members because they are still in my exo-m(emory))

Xiumin

Xiumin would be super impressed! Before you started talking on the phone he would just be talking about whatever the topic was beforehand, but once you started speaking English he would suddenly quiet down and be super surprised and impressed that his s/o knew so many languages. 

Luhan

Luhan would probably be super happy and proud when he heard you speaking in English and would probably start considering learning it properly just to make sure you weren’t talking shit behind your back (not that you ever would( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡° ))

Kris

Kris would probably be a little shit when he heard you start speaking English cause he can too and he’d probably be like one of those annoying friends who’d start making random sex noises or saying things like “Come back to bed”, “Smoke another blunt with me” or “Wow, you’re so good at downing shots” just to ruin your convo. 

Suho

Suho would probably suddenly go quiet once you started speaking and just concentrate on trying to pick up on what you were saying. Once you were done he’d probably be gushing all over the place about how his wonderful s/o has so many linguistic talents like a proud mother hen. 

Lay

Lay would just be sitting there dumbfounded until you finished your conversation and just go, “so how many languages do you know exactly and why are there so damn many!” before just sitting back and being impressed.

Baekhyun

Since Baekhyun couldn’t really understand what you were saying, he’d eventually start to get bored before putting on his up-to-no-good face and start teasing you by tickling you until it would end up with you screeching for help on the phone because Baekhyun and his damn fingers are too good at tickling and ending up traumatising the other person on the phone.

Chen

Chen is a little shit too, so when you started speaking on the phone he’d pretend to be some sort of translator and start translating random words he could understand before just randomly guessing what you were saying. Once you finally finished your phone call he’d ask you what you said and celebrate when he got something right.  

Chanyeol

You would probably just be on the phone with your brother or male friend and just talking to them casually while Chanyeol sat beside you listening in on your conversation. When you suddenly burst out in laughter because of a joke or something, Chanyeol would probably go into jealous-puppy mode and start wondering if the other person was saying something they probably shouldn’t. 

D.O

To be honest, D.O would probably just sit there patiently and wait for you to finish your convo. He might have occasionally wondered what you were talking about, but wouldn’t really question it as he has faith in that his s/o would never talk shit about him. 

Tao

Tao would probably start acting silly af and making weird faces at you so you couldn’t concentrate on what you were talking about. Once you finished your convo you’d probably start yelling at him to stop doing that but he’d only reply with, “you love that about me.”.

Kai

Kai would totally go into puppy mode and be super impressed to see his s/o so good at so many languages. Later on he’d probably ask you to teach him some stuff in both English and your native tongue and continue to be impressed. 

Sehun

Sehun would just sit there all quiet until you finish your phone call before facing him and asking, “impressed?” when he doesn’t say anything. He’d then scoff and obviously lie, “nah, I know even more languages than that, I was just thinking how I need to give you some English lessons” (when it’s obvious that he needs some from you). 

(I hope you liked it!)

What Did I Say?

Pairing - Lin x reader

Word Count - 2244

Prompt -  2. Leslie or Lin pllllllease/”Hey, hey. Calm down. They can’t hurt you now.” 

Requested by @itsgarbagecannotgarbagecannot

Warnings - Anxiety

A/N - As soon as I got this prompt, I knew what ‘they’ could be. Not a person or an animal, but negative thoughts. Consider this another cathartic work.

Tags - @serkewen12, @futureauthor45, @small-stars, @mysterywriter36, @daveedish, @getupoffathathang, @iluvnialljameshoran, @felix–feliciss, @ruth-hamilton-delrio, @a-random-girl-with-a-random-blog, @darling-danger, @hamilton-gaygod, @crazypurplebananas (ask to be tagged in future fics)

You’d come a long way since you’d first been diagnosed with anxiety. At first, you’d been the victim of your mind, almost every worry causing you to fall into the pits of your mental illness. Your worries were illogical, but you couldn’t control them. You’d tried the positive thinking. You’d tried meditation and affirmations and read every self-help book on the market, but none of it had worked. So, at the urging of your boyfriend Lin, you’d gone into therapy.

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