“A Winning Treat.”

pairing : mark x reader
word count : 545
a/n : in which you celebrate mark’s win with a treat.

ou shifted precariously in your torn sneakers, soles creating muffled friction with the hard floors of the waiting room. The loose knit of your cardigan draped over your palms, the size large, as you fiddled absentmindedly with the frayed threads in anticipation. The love of your life, the reason for all your smiles, stood nervously atop the grand stage, awaiting the call of the winner. You couldn’t help but notice how Mark was doing the same anxious gesture as you – his large blazer blanketing his own palms as he fiddled with the rough fibres. As the atmosphere tensed, you held in all your oxygen, a breath you weren’t aware you were holding. As the confetti dropped, like rain from the sky, the name you all wanted to be called the most was elegantly delivered into the audience. Releasing the constrictive hold you had against your lungs, you watched in admiration as Mark held the golden treasure in all its glory – he deserved it so much. They all did. Droplets fell from the beds of your orbs, delicately making trails down the curve of your cheek, gracing your face with nothing but prideful tears. As the encore stage came to an end, you wiped away the ocean and made yourself appear more presentable. The familiar yellow curls came into view, revealing a smiling Mark as you jumped over to him with a squeal. Hopping excitedly into his embrace, Mark stumbled at the sudden contact, gripping harshly to your cardigan.

“I’m so proud of you Mark!”

You chirped, clutching his shoulders are you stared at him with sparkling eyes. Mark chuckled at your enthusiasm, grateful that you were by his side during this moment. Rising to the tips of your toes, you planted a soft kiss atop his nose, retracting with a bright smile decorating your beautiful face. Mark’s eyebrows furrowed, a playful pout forming as he childishly sulked.

“I just won a fancy trophy and that’s all I get?”

Giggles poured from your lips, filling the air with harmonious happiness, before you gave Mark what he wanted – your lips gently displaying your love for him as they met with his own. A blush spread like wildfire on Mark’s cheeks as Haechan made vomiting noises beside you. Pulling away, you glared at Haechan, eyes shooting bullets through his head – all in good banter of course.

“I was going to treat you all to an ice cream, but I’m not so sure now.”

The rest of the boys erupted in exaggerated groans, hitting and shoving Haechan around the tiny waiting room. Feigning innocence as he approached, the frozen delight was fresh in his mind as he spoke:

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, you’re the cutest couple I know.”

Haechan spluttered over the sentence, evident in his struggle to deliver the compliment. Reaching out to ruffle his perfectly styled hair, you stuck your tongue out as he glanced at you in shock. The tiny room was filled with laughter of all sorts, some loud and some high-pitched as you delved in the bliss of your friends. Gesturing all the boys to follow, you began your journey to the ice cream shop, hand in hand with your boyfriend – for you were the cutest couple out, Haechan said so.

A Glimpse into the Past VI

“You’re still breathing..good. Seems your tenacity is proving stubborn to break child. No matter, I’m more than certain your will shall shatter,” the Bishop loomed over me as I remained curled on the floor of the dungeon. Dirt and blood covering my form as I stare up at him helplessly. “You say I’m insane, over zealous in my teachings. Well I’ve returned to prove that insanity only molds the truth within this world.” His orbs soon taking a lavender hue as a hand reached out with the same glow to it. “Let’s start to break and reform that sinful mind of yours.”

‘Shadow magic?! He’s..he’s no holy man!’ my eyes wide in fear for the sheer sight of it was something of blasphemy. Tendrils would snake from his palm growing in length until constricting me in place, my only reaction being to try to escape them.

My grunt of struggle and defiance bringing an eerie smile to the corner of his lips. “Keep struggling,child. They will only get tighter the more you do.” His words held truth as the tendrils continued their constricting the more I struggled. Turning his palm toward me, a blast that seared my mind cause an ear piercing scream to come from my lips and mind. The reaction seemed to bring him pleasure in knowing my suffering. “Charles..a name for a poor man. A thief. Let’s try to make sure that name brings nothing but misery shall we?” Another funnel of shadow magic struck my mind causing every sensory to become overloaded. My breathing panicked as I scream again in agony. “You are weak-minded child. Give in. Let me show you salvation and purity.” His actions ceased, but tendril still in place. My mind reeling with pain as I could barely manage to breathe. The Bishop’s hand extending to the side, a rift opening to usher some abomination into this dungeon. So tentacles clung and curled around the edge of the rift, one looming eye peering around for its victim until setting its focus on me. “Go on my pet, feast on her mind, her being. I want nothing more than her obedient shell.”

My legs kick out, it being the only thing he hadn’t bound as I scream, my eyes taking a lavender hue for a split second as I call out to him. If anyone, please be him. *Charles!*


In which Bakugou is me


Okay so, about a month ago I posted about running for the first time in a while and how I was able to make it a full half mile before stopping and making a 12 minute mile.

So, tonight, I ran again. And seriously–I’m still not totally sure what happened. But I ran over THREE MILES IN THIRTY MINUTES WITHOUT STOPPING ONCE. I think it was a combination of being 5 lbs lighter, upping my kickboxing classes, some serious mental shit, and the perfect combo of sports bras. TBH, I hate running because I wear a 34H and it’s not easy to keep these bad boys strapped down without seriously constricting my breathing. But after tonight, I LOVE IT. I feel like I beat running. I feel so fucking proud, I can’t even begin to describe how proud I am right now. Look out for many more running posts. I’m going tomorrow night again, and aiming for five miles. :)

Magnetic [Part 2/2]

Based on “Shape of You” by Ed Sheeran

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Warnings: Explicit Language, Unprotected Sex (wrap it up before you fuck it up), Use of Alcohol, Strong Sexual Reference and Suggestive Themes. 

Word Count: 4.6k+

A/N: The grand conclusion to this little smutty fic, we’re quite frankly jumping into the fray right off the bat so enjoy! x. T

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Brooklyn, New York  |  7:19 AM

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You were hot, every inch of your skin doused in what felt like lava, but you couldn’t bother to pay heed to anything except the otherworldly pleasure coursing through your entirety in that moment. 

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I want to address something I’ve been hearing a lot of lately. Several of the people who have entered the binder giveaway have said they currently are using ace bandages and other harmful things to bind in the meantime. 

I will say this again, as many times as I have to:


1) You WILL (no maybes, you WILL) cause SEVERE damage to your breast tissue which 1)is very painful and 2) will DISQUALIFY YOU FROM ANY FUTURE TOP SURGERY. Check with a doctor if you don’t believe me.

2) It WILL damage your lungs over time if they are continuously constricted like this. A binder spreads the compression over a large area, bandages have it concentrated just across your chest where important things like BREATHING happen.

3) It puts a dangerous amount of pressure on your rib cage. It is entirely possible to crack a rib doing this. Y’all I promise that shit HURTS and then you can forget ANY kind of binding for months, likely.

If you don’t believe me or think I’m being over dramatic or think it won’t happen to you, I promise you it can.

I know it’s hard being stuck in a body that does not fit, but it’s still the only one you get so take care of it. Please. You’ll be ok one day, you’ll see. You are strong and valid and beautiful and loved (by me at least)

be happy, stay excellent <3


so uh, i’m having an emotional crisis since voltron ended and i just?? want more??? i haven’t pined for a series like this in so long ahahaha

so now have that blade-of-marmora!galra!keith + altean!lance au that nobody probably wants feat. eventual mutual pining

Inspired by this art of rachelhuey (thank u for letting me running away with your ideas!!!)

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a tip for test takers and mistake makers everywhere

(later on i’ll put together a comprehensive list of test taking techniques that i personally use. think of this as a preview :3)

1. when it comes to complicated cycles and processes with many steps, i find that drawing a simplified chart of that process over and over again (thus memorizing it) can really help, because then the moment you get that test, you can go on the back of it and brain dump that chart (and any other important info like formulas or key concepts) for later use during the test.
this helps to free up your mind to focus on problem solving and eliminates the risk of you forgetting anything important.

2. the time constraints of the testing can really be a constricting, but do not let that limit you. personally, i don’t skim every question, at least not at the very beginning. i read the directions for the problems and then try to complete them as quickly and as accurately as possible. if i find myself becoming stuck on one problem, i circle it and then just keep moving on.
i don’t know why, but after completing the first page, that’s when i just look over the other problems for the rest of the test. by doing that, i can see which ones are going to be really really challenging, and if i see one, i can start working on it immediately (because i know it will take up the most time and brain power.) i do this after the first page as opposed the very beginning of the test because then i don’t waste too much time on any one problem–i already have a page’s worth of completed problems.

after i complete all the problems, i go back to the circled ones and complete them/ask the prof.

3. i use ALL (all) of the time given to me. i NEVER hand in tests early with time to spare. i check and re-check and check again. i really scan for mistakes and any errors. i re-read/re-formulate open response questions and re-do complicated math. even if you don’t think you need the extra time, use it for something that has to do with the test. you can also use this time to clarify with the teacher any question that has you stumped. it’ll never hurt, guaranteed.

anyways, i hope you’ve found these tips helpful.

GOOD LUCK WITH MIDTERMS!! (but you don’t need luck–you got this)

Things that One Direction insists on that are patently false:

-Louis stayed in the bus when there was no bus.

-Harry lived with Ben Winston ‘and nobody knew’ when 1. we were told about it constantly. 2. Harry got an injunction for a house, which means his name was on the deed.

-Zayn felt constricted in the band because they wouldn’t even let him have a beard when he had a beard for almost the entire last two years of being in 1D.

-The boys are the only ones with access to their twitter accounts when we see them tweeting from TweetDeck and Twitter Ads.

-Harry lived with Ed Sheeran for a few months when this was supposed to be in late 2012, early 2013 and Harry verifiably spent 90% of that time touring or with his family up north.

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PokeVariant Contest #4

Since its the Year of the Rooster, this week’s contest is Torchic!

Rule 1: Once these babies reach 20 notes, they evolve

Rule 2: The first person to guess the parents can PM me with the variants for the next contest

Evolutions and new contests are posted every Wednesday/Thursday

and here are the hints:

1) Constricting Saber; 2) Adaptable ; 3) Royalty ; 4) Aromatic

Edit: changed some of the hints since people where having trouble

liebesleid (m) · one

ongoing miniseries |  request: reincarnation au with yoongi.
(—or a story of perpetual unrequited love.)

pairing: yoongi | reader
genre: a lot of angst and drama with a sprinkle of smut.
word count: 7.313
warnings: alcohol mention.
author’s note: a thousand thanks to @lthyl for helping me with the outline, you have the patience of a saint :’D ILY 

⇢ chapters: one | two

Chapter one: dolente.

The same melody repeats itself every dawn.

It is one of those casualties of life you want to deem insignificant, even if it has been going on for years now. Every time you find yourself in that narrow space between dormant and conscious, you can hear the sound of a piano with a clearness that’s almost eerie — as if someone’s caressing the black and white keys right next to your ear, producing a song that resonates in your chest and makes your throat constrict in ways you cannot understand.

It’s a melody you’ve loved ever since day one. It stays deep in your heart even if it keeps repeating itself to the point of annoyance, echoes against the corners of your mind and makes the hairs on the back of your neck stand. It is as familiar as the voice of your mother, as the cool sheets of your bed and the warmth of the shower that prickles at your skin.

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