completely belong

Third & Final Giveaway Entry Complete!

( This one belongs to @batim-splotched-comic and their lovely bendy variation thats nicknamed Splotch. )

( Although I’m proud of the results. I somewhat regret doing so many characters. xD But I just couldn’t resist the idea of a pokemon team when it came up. So yeah. This was the ideal team that Splotch would have if they were a pokemon trainer. Based on our little discussion.

Funny fact: Sylveon is 3′03″ ft. tall in the game dex. Meanwhile Splotch is only 3′ ft. I made the sylveon a little smaller. But he/she still big enough that I bet Splotch could ride them like a horse. xD

Now to do Boston response and finally return to asks! So look forward to that guys <3 )

a lot of sapphic positivity focuses on the enigmatic beauty of intimacy between two girls, and while messages like that are crucial to the foundation of this community, I want to take a minute to remind asexual wlw that it’s okay not to want sex. it’s okay to only feel romantic attraction to girls, and it’s okay to not be entirely sure about those romantic feelings. your asexuality is not a hallmark of internalized homophobia; it is its own complete identity that belongs wholly to you, and no one else has the right to define it. you are not “less sapphic” than your non-asexual sisters, and we love you very dearly. 

every type of american cooking show contestant
  • the amateur chef that likes to cook for fun and doesn’t know how they made it that far into the show
  • the struggling chef with a tragic backstory
  • the loud italian that won’t stop making italian food and announcing that they’re italian every chance they get
  • the chef that’s only good at making desserts and panics when it’s an entrée
  • the southern chef that goes on about fried chicken, sweet potatoes, pies, corn, and their family of 40 all the time
  • the care-free charismatic chef that’s just there for the experience and is okay with going home
  • that one chef that always does everything last minute and can’t manage their time even if their life depended on it
  • the chef that’s always safe and never wins anything and then the one time they try and do something different they get eliminated
  • the one stressed-out chef that never knows what the hell they’re doing but manages to succeed and pull-through with their dish every time
  • the overconfident hardcore chef that wants to destroy everybody there and tries to cheat if they get the chance
  • the asian chef that makes delicious dishes and plates them in a gorgeous way every time
  • the edgy chef with tattoos up and down their arms that no one really has a problem with
  • an extremely experienced chef that shouldn’t even be there
  • the chef that won’t stop taking risks and putting twists on all of their dishes
  • the chef that we barely get to know and gets eliminated first and can barely remember that they ever existed by the end of the show
  • the hipster that always talks about their blog/food photography and gives an “urban” and “rustic” look to all of their dishes for aesthetic and sometimes names their dishes too
  • that one chef that’s a klutz, won’t stop messing up almost every single one of their dishes, always forgets ingredients, and completely doesn’t belong there yet somehow made it farther than most people for no reason whatsoever
  • the californian chef that won’t stop making mexican food and seafood
  • the foreign chef that’s just excited to be on the show
  • that one vegan/vegetarian chef that complains a lot
  • the mom that has kids at home and won’t stop mentioning how she’s cooking for them
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“Are you coming to bed?” You sighed as Klaus continued to rant at you.

“Why would I, are you sure you wouldn’t prefer Elijah?” Klaus snapped and you rolled your eyes.

“If he complains less then sure.” You said quietly as you flopped back. “Kidding!” You gasped when Klaus stood completely still.

“You belong to me and you need to accept it.” Klaus grumbled as he stood staring at you like a scolded puppy.

“Nik.” You said as you crawled up the bed and gripped the collar of his shirt. “I am in love with a stupidly paranoid Hybrid not some Armani wearing bloodsucker now, come to bed or you can sleep outside.” You hummed and smiled when he raised his eyebrows, lifting you up as he climbed into the bed.

“And how exactly were you planning to get me outside?” He asked and you smiled up at him.

“I wasn’t, I knew this would work.” You hummed with satisfaction.

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Robron ↠ [seventeen / ]

It’ll always be you 

Damian Wayne’s First (NSFW)

Requested: yes (two requests mixed together) 

* First time with older!Damian headcanons?* * Could you please do anything nsfw with damian?? He’s my fav💕* 

Here you are lovelies! (Sorry my blog’s been dry lately, its been super busy for me) But anyway… Damian’s first time would look something like this… (Headcanons Below)

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Alternative (and very probable) universe where Four kept his hair long and everyone retained their intricate hairdo except Two whose conception of it is “asymmetric with a pin”.

let the moon do what she does

A reunion “fix-it” for @abbadons-little-witch and @hencethebravery because we’re aching. Spoilers for 6x14. ~1k words.

She’s at war with herself.

She watches the Nautilus break above the threshold of the sea, first its scope, then the entire body of the submarine. As the vessel grows nearer and nearer, Emma can feel her walls climbing up to shield against the impending disappointment when Killian does not come off that ship. Part of her thinks it’s stupid to believe that he’d be there. She’s looked everywhere, and so why should Nemo’s ship be any different.

And then there’s that gnawing feeling in her gut, the one that tells her when he’s sad, when he’s hiding something, and most importantly, when he’s in danger. It’s that ache that feels much like the last one, and if something happened to him (again) she isn’t sure how she’ll make it this time. Not after everything they’ve been through, not after they’ve gotten so close to a happy future.

Nemo is the first to come out, eyes scanning over the few people that came to welcome them back. Emma had been under the impression that Nemo would be departing with Liam and his crew indefinitely, which is what caught her eye when she felt the rumble of the submarine surfacing. When the captain’s gaze lands on her, Emma swears she sees him soften.

It appears as though someone might be coming out next, but suddenly they’re shoved out of the way and a familiar head of inky hair pokes out from the hatch. Emma’s heart stops in her chest, and if only for a moment, everything feels like it’s falling back into place.

Killian,” she chokes in a quiet voice that sounds half like a whimper. As if the wind carried his sweet name to his ears, his head snaps up. The moonfall that reflects on the water is enough illuminescence to show Emma the comforting blues of his eyes. One look at him and she realizes there will never be a place where she doesn’t belong completely to him.

She sees him say her name, a recognizable shape on his lips. He must be saying it in his own whispers of disbelief, because she can’t hear it until he comes barreling forward.

A few quick observations meet her acquaintance as he rushes forward. The first being that he is filthy, patches of blood and dirt sticking to his messy hair and skin. Then she realizes that she seems to be walking toward him, a reflex that takes over when he comes near her like a magnet. The last things she notices are the few tears that trace down his cheek, smearing away dirt in their tracks.

“Emma?” he calls, boots stomping on the snowy ground. “Emma.”  

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100 Reasons Why - 08

BTS 방탄소년단 - Soulmate!AU

Warnings -  polyamorous relationships, swearing, smut

Summary - Love is a powerful thing. Let it settle under your skin and in your bones. Let it live, let it breathe. Do not beat it down and know that your love doesn’t reach one person, but everyone around you.

Glossary - 01. 02. 03. 04. 05. 06. 07. 08


Take a deep breath.” The doctor instructs, his cold stethoscope digging into your ribcage. You breathe in, glancing between three nervous faces. You let it out, smiling weakly. No one says anything.

The doctor clears his throat. “You said she couldn’t breathe?” He stares Taehyung down critically. He doesn’t seem to believe anything your partners have said so far, taking everything with a grain of salt. He doesn’t believe that all three of them “belong” to you (as he put it).

“We were just at the library and suddenly I heard someone screaming. When I tried to calm her down, she screamed even louder and then stopped breathing completely.” Taehyung recalls shakily, brows furrowed in deep thought.

“And here we are.” The doctor turns to you. He still thinks all of you are lying, evident in his analytical way of looking over you and the cryptic way he words his sentences. “There’s no problem as far as I can see, most likely just a minor panic attack. Any previous ones?” You shake your head. “Anything that might have set something off?” You shake your head once more. He looks even more skeptical, clapping his hands together in an almost sarcastic manner. “Well, to stay on the safe side, I’m going to prescribe a low dosage of antidepressants and Benzodiazepines. I’m also going to give you the number to the therapist at this hospital who you can talk to bout your problems.”

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Something that’s been on my mind a lot lately is how a lot of people fundamentally don’t understand the reality of anti-Semitism. Here’s the thing: aside from Israel, which is a tiny speck of a country, there’s no country in the world where Jews are more than a small fraction of the population. We’re talking less than 1% most places, and a whopping 1.8% in the US.

It would be one thing if no one bothered us, but Jews have been discriminated against, oppressed, and murdered consistently for millennia all over the world. There’s this idea that Jews control the world, but first of all, that’s an anti-Semitic trope that you should be very wary of believing, and second of all, if there are Jews in powerful positions, it’s probably in large part because we’ve had to grab as much power as we can to protect ourselves. Even then, many times throughout history, it wasn’t enough, and we couldn’t count on the people around us to help. 6 million Jews were murdered while much of the world stood by, and that was far from the first time people hadn’t cared enough to help.

That’s why it makes me feel so sad and isolated when anti-Semitism is left out of the causes by people claiming to fight for marginalized groups, as it was at the march I went to yesterday and very often is. It feels like we’re on our own again, and do you understand how few of us there are? We can’t save ourselves alone, and it’s absolutely getting worse in many parts of the world.

This is an issue in itself, but it also connects to how people see Israel without taking into account what it means to many Jews. Israel as a state literally exists because the world felt bad about letting the Holocaust happen. Many people, including my grandparents, moved there because their neighbors in other countries had turned their backs or even helped in the murder of their families and friends. My mom visited Israel recently and she said she heard so much more French than she used to there. That’s because the increased anti-Semitism in France has caused a lot of Jews to no longer feel safe there, and so they moved to the only place where they could escape that. A lot of Jews would be perfectly content living in other countries if they didn’t face so much anti-Semitism there.

That’s what it comes down to, that Israel is the only place in the world where Jews are not a tiny minority that faces at best unconscious prejudice and at worst outright violence from other citizens. But even then, it’s a place where there is a danger of violence, and much of the Arab world wants to wipe Israel off the map entirely. Think about how that feels, knowing that a lot of people think the only place where you can completely belong shouldn’t even exist.

I think a lot of Americans have strong opinions of Israel without knowing anything about the history or current reality of the region, which is a whole separate rant, but what I think the colonialist view that a lot of people have misses most is that this isn’t a case where a colonizing power can withdraw back to their home country. This is a case of people who have no other home country, or whose home countries have made them feel that they don’t have a place there, or who have been kicked out of so many countries they no longer have a home. This is a very important and very overlooked point to understand.

I also think that a lot of criticism of Israel is rooted in anti-Semitism that people don’t even realize they’re playing into, like the Jews rule the world trope or the downplaying of how the hatred of other Middle Eastern countries for Israel a) influences the situation & b) is based on hatred of Jews, and it’s frustrating that people don’t see that. As you yell about privilege, make sure you realize your own in being able to not see subtle (or sometimes really not subtle) currents of anti-Semitism in the way people talk about the world. That doesn’t mean there’s no valid criticism, but criticism that doesn’t take into account the complicated reality of the situation is counterproductive because it just makes Israel feel more attacked. (I’m looking at you, UN.)

I have a lot more to say, but I’m running out of steam, so in summary:

1. Please remember Jews when you talk about fighting oppression, because we not only don’t rule the world, but we’ve been fucked over by it too many times to count and there aren’t enough of us to fight anti-Semitism on our own.

2. Check your privilege and really think about what it’s like to be a religious/ethnic minority that’s a tiny, tiny fraction of the world’s population and yet disproportionately hated.

3. Acknowledge the role of anti-Semitism in both how the world views Israel and how Israelis and many Jews feel about the country, because they really can’t be separated.

(Written by my sister and posted here with her permission.)

I meant it when I said I didn’t believe in love at first sight. It takes time to really, truly fall for someone. Yet I believe in a moment. A moment when you glimpse the truth within someone, and they glimpse the truth within you. In that moment, you don’t belong to yourself any longer, not completely. Part of you belongs to him; part of him belongs to you. After that, you can’t take it back, no matter how much you want to, no matter how hard you try.
—  Claudia Gray, A Thousand Pieces of You

i want some1 who will lay on our bed n jus watch me with obvious love in their eyes as i dance to frank sinatra n beethoven. i want someone who is open minded 2 my thoughts n opinions on theories nd such AND just in general. i want someone who will mail me love letterz w flowers and will let me be independent nd myself but still love me as if i completely belong to them, even though they knw i belong just as much to myself as well. i jus want a cute old-school love that cant b found anymore u'kno ?

So I’m uploading this part a little earlier than I participated because I figured that there was nothing integral to the plot in it; I can afford to upload it without fear of needing to go back and change things. Thanks to @agentpiku and @thefallenbibliophilequote for the comments last time, and to @imagine-that-marvel and @marveliskindacool for beta-reading. Enjoy my darlings!

‘The Tower’ (Part 2)

Part 1

On the outskirts of the city, a great distance away from the main city and its glittering palace, lay a small greening village of no more than 600 peoples. The town’s inhabitants were hardened and hearty on account of the toil and labour that had allowed their home to prosper. Such success was granted in part by the vast forest that lay adjacent…

Thanks to the resources provided by the neighbouring woods, a thriving economy had been cultivated within the town. The first mile of forest alone held plenteous income for the town. A particularly large river that passed the edge provided ample fishing opportunities. Bushes bristling with berries and root vegetables were easily found. Even veins of metal ores and precious stones were locatable within a day of dedicated searching.

The only way out of the city was via a main road that also navigated the thick trees. Carriages moved through it on a daily basis, bringing goods to and from the village. Despite the traffic on this path, nobody ever dared to venture away from it, for fear of what terrors the shadowy thicket held.

Everyone in the village had a role. If you were strong, you felled wood. If you were fast, you hunted. If you were patient, you herded cattle.

It was probably why you felt so isolated.

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Dunya chhoona chaahe mujkho yun
-The world wants to touch me in such a way

Jaise unki saari ki saari main
-As if I completely belong to them

Dunya dekhe roop mera
-The world just looks at my beauty

Koi na jaane bechaari main
-They don’t know how troubled I am

blindiemac  asked:

Lets go with Natsume Yuujinchou for the fandom ask, please!

Yesss <3 Thank you, honestly I love being able to answer Natsume asks and if not for you I doubt anyone else would ask for them XD Ilysm.

Favorite Male Character: Natsume Takashi

Originally posted by kaworubunga-surfs-up-shinji-kun

He’s precious and beautiful and deserves all the love. He had such a sad childhood, and I’m so glad he has so many people now that adore him <3

Favorite Female Character: Natsume Reiko

Originally posted by gurikajis

Aka my GODDESS. Every flashback we see with her in it makes me so sad for her. I wonder if Natsume would have become like her if he’d never met the Fujiwaras? We still don’t know anything about how she died, and a part of me is hoping that maybe, just maybe, we’ll get a plot twist and find out that she became a youkai or something, and Natsume will finally be able to meet her.

Least Favorite Character: Matoba Seiji

Originally posted by hakumai-tou

I mean yeah, he makes things hella more interesting every time he shows up but like? He’s kinda an asshole??? I would definitely be super interested to learn more about him though. It seems like he does have potential to become something of an ally though, if he just kinda improves his character XD I mean, he hasn’t technically done anything evil…yet.

Favorite Ship: Shigeru and Touko <3

Originally posted by seihanndas

they have this sweet, quiet, calm kind of love. And I adore them, honestly. Their little aquarium date in s5 was adorable. And they’re the best foster parents ever and they love Natsume so much!!

Favorite Friendship: Natsume and Nyanko-sensei

Originally posted by mochi

Nyanko-sensei is literally the only person Natsume can be completely honest and unguarded with, and their friendship is just the sweetest thing on Earth. I love that Nyanko-sensei always pretends to not care about Natsume at all, but as soon as someone threatens him, he gets super super protective XD

Favorite Quote: “We know the flowers’ petals will fall someday, and yet still, we’re entranced by them.”

Originally posted by sarahayasaka

No you don’t understand, I cried actual tears when I heard that line. WHY would you end the season on that note!?!?!?!? I love this quote because it just shows how much the Middle Class youkai adore Natsume and it hurts me to think how they’ll feel when he does die.

To youkai, a human’s lifespan is over in the blink of an eye, and there’s something just something so tragic about Natsume worming his way into the hearts of all these youkai, saving them time and time again, only to destroy them in the most painful way possible as they watch him slowly age and wither away and disappear one day. How is Nyanko-sensei going to deal???

Worst Character Death (if any): Natsume Reiko.

Originally posted by mirayama

There aren’t very many character deaths in this series, but this one in particular hurts me so much. We start off the series knowing she’s dead, and we don’t particularly care much because we don’t know her. But we learn about her, little by little, and she’s selfish and capricious and lonely. And I hope desperately that she was able to find something to make her happy before she died.

We’re told she died young, but how young? Did she ever get to hold her daughter? Did she ever get to know the pure, uncomplicated, irrevocable love of a child? Did she get to tell bedtime stories and give goodnight kisses and dream about seeing her daughter grow up into a beautiful, strong, confident young woman? Because God, I hope so.

This made me so happy you have no idea Moment:

Originally posted by lazyfebruary

BEST!!! FOSTER!!!! PARENTS!!!!! EVER!!!! Look how happy he is!! So precious!! They love him so much!!! And living with them, it’s the first time he’s ever had somewhere to belong so completely, since his father died when he was a young child. He finally gets to act his age, and he has a place that he’s happy to call home, he has people he loves to come home to.

Saddest Moment: When Natsume temporarily loses his “sight” and can’t see Nyanko-sensei, despite him being right there in the room with him.

This series has no shortage of sad moments, but this one completely broke my heart. It’s just heartbreaking and horribly lonely for the both of them. For Natsume, who finally found a friend who he didn’t have to hide anything from, who understood him and didn’t try to change him, and after all these months of having him as a constant companion…he is suddenly alone again. And it’s heartbreaking for Nyanko-sensei, who found this little boy he’s come to care for fiercely and become so protective of, and suddenly his precious boy can’t see him anymore, despite being so close they’re practically touching.

Favorite Location: Just…Natsume’s entire town. It’s so beautiful???

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A Thousand Pieces of You, Claudia Gray

“I meant it when I said I didn’t believe in love at first sight. It takes time to really, truly fall for someone. Yet I believe in a moment. A moment when you glimpse the truth within someone, and they glimpse the truth within you. In that moment, you don’t belong to yourself any longer, not completely. Part of you belongs to him; part of him belongs to you. After that, you can’t take it back, no matter how much you want to, no matter how hard you try.”