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*Bad Date* Newt x reader

◘ Anonymous asked:

I’d like to make a request if that’s okay! So Newt is very in love with Y/N, however Y/N only sees him as a very close friend. One night Y/N goes out with a guy, but the date goes horribly and he’s just extremely rude and creepy. Y/N runs to Tina & Queenie’s house in the rain, cold and wet, and Newt insists she comes in. It’s just really fluffy & sweet, like he gets blankets, fetches her her favorite treats & warm drinks, runs a hot bath for her, plays her favorite music, & maybe they kiss? And he’s just absolutely furious with that guy, and just genuinely tries to comfort her a ton and it’s really sweet. :D thank you!!

❤ Enjoy, lovelies ^_^ (protective/comforting Newt is my favorite)

Trying to focus on his work, Newt couldn’t help but think about you. Knowing you were on a date with someone at this very moment made his heart ache. For what seemed like ages, Newt had wanted to tell you his true feelings for you, but he was afraid he’d ruin what the two of you had; a beautiful and important friendship. 

Unable to focus, Newt placed his pen down and made his way out of the case. He was currently at the Goldstein’s apartment and was alone since Tina and Queenie were working late that night. It was rainy and cold and the the sound of the rain hitting the windows was somewhat comforting. 

Making himself a cup of hot tea, Newt made his way to the sofa near the fireplace where he picked up a random magazine and began flipping through. It wasn’t until an abrupt knock at the door tore him from his thoughts and he turned around, wondering who on earth it could be. The person knocked again and Newt hurried to the door. Afraid it may be the landlord, he cracked it the slightest only to reveal you, soaking wet, crying and shivering.

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Silence Pt. 5

Warnings: mentions of blood, being homeless? ANGST and FLUFF.

Request/Summary: The reader must unveil her secret in order to save herself.

Characters: Sam and Dean Winchester, Sister!Reader.

Word Count: 1,672

Y/N: your name

Y/N/N: your nickname

Age: 12-16

Silence Pt.1 Silence Pt.2 Silence Pt.3 Silence Pt.4


“I-I what?” You asked as your heart sank, anxiety already bubbling up inside of you.

“You have to tell us what happened that night Y/N/N.” Dean said shortly raising an eyebrow at you.

“Oh I heard you.. I just - “You sighed thinking of what to say next, “I just need a minute okay?” You said as you stood up and walked out of the small motel room. You promised yourself to never speak about that night again. It had started to rain, the sound of the  small droplets of water falling to the ground made you zone out and begin to remember the terrible hunt you wanted to forget so bad.

*Flash Back*

“Okay, you know the plan?” Your older brother Dean asked for the tenth time that day, you rolled your eyes. He was always so worried whenever you went hunting with them, you appreciated it but it could get really annoying.

“Yes Dean.” You sighed as you began packing your weapons, “We wait ‘till their asleep, you and Sam go in from the front and kill the son’s of bitches while  I go from the back to get the hostages.” You recited the plan using the exact words he used in the beginning with a monotone voice as if you were a robot.

“Great, you ready?” He asked you with his big brother voice activated.

“Always.” You answered turning around to look at him to see him biting his nails something he only did when he was very anxious, he had been worried recently much more than he usually was. You slowly walked towards him “Dean, what’s wrong?”

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THE SIGNS AS NORSE MYTHOLOGY FIGURES
  • Aries: Thor, God of thunder and the sky, kinda stupid quick to anger
  • Taurus: Loki, God of Tricks and mischief, is Jotun, tricky and sly
  • Gemini: Hel the one who sees over the dead, One side is a hag and the other is a beautiful lady, quirky and contrasting (child of loki)
  • Cancer: Frey, God of summer and sunshine, emotional and sometimes distant
  • Leo: Freya, Goddess of love and sex, flamboyant and fiery
  • Virgo: Frigg, Wife of Odin and the only goddess that can compare to her in a matter of nobility is Freya. Noble and pure nature
  • Libra: Jörmungandr, The world serpent who wraps itself around the world. Fights with Thor sometimes. Reserved but powerful (child of loki)
  • Scorpio: Fenir The Fenris Wolf. The one who will escape his bonds and eat Odin when Ragnarok comes. Cannot be contained and has immense power (child of loki)
  • Sagittarius: Slepnir, Odins eight legged horse. Resilient and prideful. (child of loki)
  • Capricorn: Odin the all father. Chieftain of the gods. Strong independent and stubborn.
  • Aquarius: Ægir the sea God/Jotun. Ruler of the sea with his wife Ran he watches over the warriors who die at sea. Unpredictable and tricky
  • Pisces: Sif, Goddess of earth, fertility and harvest and is the wife of Thor. Day dreamy and kind.

I have a very small happy thing to share.

So I was talking to my mom on the phone the other day when she mentioned, yet again, how overwhelmed and stressed she is because she has so many things to keep track of and her medicines and headaches make it very difficult.  it’s not so much scheduling things - she has a calendar and is very good at keeping appointments and remembering important dates.  She just gets stressed and overwhelmed trying to manage things around the house, or break tasks down into steps, or keep track of lists after she makes them, and it really upsets her to feel so disorganized and scatterbrained.

Hello, I thought.  That sounds a lot like me, and it sounds like the perfect candidate for the bullet journal system.  I’ve been using it for close to three years now, and it has helped my sanity and organization immensely.  I know she uses lists, and having them all contained together would be immensely helpful; plus, she’s shown interest in mine on the handful of occasions she’s seen me use it.

But I don’t want to just turn my mom loose on researching bullet journals, for a number of reasons:

  1. A lot of the ones that turn up in top search results are more artsy than functional - which is not a bad thing, just not what she really needs when she’s just starting out;
  2. I could very easily see her getting overwhelmed by the different options, and also giving a person who already feels overwhelmed a research project seems like a dick move;
  3. This is my mom we’re talking about, she is not technologically savvy in the least and the last thing anybody needs is her winding up on “pin-interest” and having a repeat of The Puzzle Picture Debacle of last Christmas.

(Did I ever tell you guys that story?  If not, remind me to do that at some point.)

So instead, I’m giving her a bullet starter kit for Mother’s Day.  I ordered an A6 dot grid Leuchtturm, a matching pen loop, and a Pilot Frixion multi-pen (plus spare refills).  It’s small enough she can take it with her in her purse or just separate, but more substantial than your average pocket notebook.  And the pen will let her color code AND erase if she needs to move things around.

I thought about setting up the future log and first monthly spread so it would be one less step (again, the last thing an overwhelmed person needs is another assignment), but I also want her to make it hers and have some part in getting it off the ground.  For that reason, I’m taking a page out of tinyrayofsunshine’s book and making her a little starter guide, complete with examples of the monthly/daily/future logs, that she can tuck in the back pocket and refer to as needed.  I figure next time I’m home and give it to her, I can walk her through setting it up and maybe show her some of mine so she can get a feel for how it works.

I don’t know if it’ll be the perfect system for her, but the great thing about the bullet journal system is that it’s completely customizable.  So I’m really hoping that she finds at least some part of it useful, even just as a “keeping track of lists” thing, and I’m super excited to be able to give her such a unique gift.  :)

It contained an immense library. She liked reading, and since her sojourn in the country she had been deprived of this pleasure. Her father, by the confusion of his affairs, had found himself obliged to sell his books. Her great taste for study could easily be satisfied in this place, and would guarantee her against the dullness consequent on solitude.
—  Beauty and the Beast by Madame de Villeneuve, 1740
EXO Reaction when they propose at Disneyland

Time to post something, love you all! This will be long, hope you all like it. I’m sorry if they kinda look the same. It was hard bringing 12 different ideas for proposals xD
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Don’t be afraid of the dark, disjointed thoughts in your head…
I promise you there’s nothing wrong with you.
It is the human condition to be messy and broken. I fear we are too complicated to be put together right. We are highly intelligent creatures that evolved too fast for our primitive side to catch up. We grapple with a myriad of emotions so complex we often cannot even comprehend WHAT we are feeling, much less HOW to deal with it. We are obsessed with order and perfection when by our very nature we are chaotic and flawed and it causes us to confine our darker selves… to lock them away where nobody else can see them.
We are a cyclone in a bottle… a storm of immense power contained within a vessel we present as ‘ordinary’ or ‘normal’ and we all have difficulty containing it sometimes.
So embrace yourself – accept yourself.
You are exactly like everyone else in your own unique way. We all struggle to make sense of our own minds… we all battle with demons that nobody else can see. And those times when we are at our worst we all secretly fear there is something deeply wrong within us that cannot be fixed… Something dark and terrible that makes us different from everyone else…
But I’m here to tell you that you are not alone – we are all inherently flawed and we all go through this. There’s nothing wrong with you, you’re just overwhelmed and that too is normal.
It’s okay… everything is going to be okay…
—  Ranata Suzuki | You Are Not Alone

anonymous asked:

This tumblr is lovely and wow don't even get me started on how beautiful the writing is - do you know of any other blogs like this one? I NEED MORE.

Hey, I’m glad you’re enjoying the blog and thank you very much for your kind words!

If you’re asking about HP worldbuilding blogs I can refer you to quite a few:

  • thelethifoldwitch which focuses on canon based expansions of the wizarding world and themonsterblogofmonsters which focuses on writing about the various magical creatures of the wizarding world. Both are run by the same mod and I can safely say that about half this AU has been shaped by them and their wonderful ideas.
  • wizardhistory which goes into the various histories of the wizarding world (and is always a very interesting place to go).
  • flourishandblottsstories - occasionally posts, with generally canon based expansions of the wizarding world. Also responsible for this very incredible post on the nature of magic which has p much become my headcanon for how magic works in the wizarding world.
  • departmentsofmysteries which is currently on hiatus, but a lovely whimsical look at the wizarding world in all its skeevy gloriousness, so do read what is there - it’s all very very clever, good stuff.
  • amortentiafashion - mostly robes, but occasional headcanons that work on expanding the wizarding world and always very well written.
  • shafiq28 - currently inactive, but still one of my favouritest HP fic projects. Focused on expanding the wizarding world in Bangladesh in so many interesting and incredible ways from the perspective of various members of the Shafiq family thru the ages (tho mostly late ninteenth to twenty first century, iirc.) The mod of this blog has been incredibly helpful in setting up this blog and  in shaping discussion of certain themes in this universe.
  • saintsandseekers - this is still a relatively new project, still in the early ‘birthing’ stages, but I am very very excited about it. It’s an expansion of HPverse, set exclusively in Ireland and will follow the story of a young banshee and will tackle all sorts of very, very interesting themes concerning the British rule and its effects on magic practice, as well as issues concerning the being/beast dichotomy and the central character’s place in wizarding society as a result. 
  • livesandliesofwizards - it’s last on this list but do. not. be. deceived. The blog is an archive now, but it contains immensely interesting and always very well written fic both by the blog-runner and various other people (some of whom are now mods of the various blogs listed here).

These are my personal favourites but there are others you might want to look at like americanwizarding, 36viewsofhogwarts, headcanonish (which tumblr won’t let me tag for some reason & is also on temporary hiatus), theoneswefoughtfor (headcanons exclusively about HP next gen), amusliminhogwarts and others as well?

(Followers, please do add to this list if I’ve left anyone out.)

There are a lot of HP worldbuilding/ficlet blogs out there and I have a feeling that these only scratch the surface so yeah.

Everything and Nothing, Chapter Two

You’re in a HYDRA facility. You don’t know who you are, how you got here, or why you’re being trained as a lethal weapon and assassin. But hey, at least The Winter Soldier is training you… Right?

Part One - Part Two
Chapter One - Chapter Two - Chapter Three - Chapter Four - Chapter Five -Chapter Six - Chapter Seven- Chapter Eight - Chapter Nine - Chapter Ten

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Trigger Warnings: Graphics descriptions of violence and torture

Chapter Two

You’re lying down. Your muscles and joints feel ever so cold and unusually stiff. You give a breathy exhale as you gradually awaken. You open your eyes and everything is so blurry. Your lungs feel heavy when you breathe and you’re ever so fatigued, but you pull yourself into a sitting position. Your memory is hazy, and you can barely think straight. You feel unusual, but you can’t really place what’s wrong.

You go to groan, but it comes out like a huff, which surprises you slightly. You rub your eyes. They feel cold and strangely dry. In fact, you notice as you rub your arms to warm yourself up more, that most of your skin feels dry, cold and rough, like it’s cracked. You shudder involuntarily. Taking time to look around, you see that you’re in a different cell now. There are three grey stone walls, but the fourth wall is a series of bars. A holding cell, you think. You don’t understand, but you decide not to think about it for now, as your head is still fuzzy.

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Star Wars Rant-Along: TFA EDITION! (Chapter XII)

Continuing on with the no-so-drunk theme of more recent posts, it’s time for another Star Wars Rant Along: TFA EDITION! We’re getting closer to the end of the novel by now (about two-thirds of the way in) and I am very, very excited that we are. Not only because I no longer have time to write these things (I’m currently traveling across Canada) but also because I’m tired. I’m tired of this book and I’m tired of being disappointed, and my liver is screaming at me to stop, so I will. Sober from here on out.

For those of you who are wondering what these posts are, basically I’m reading through the TFA novelization chapter-by-chapter, and I’m making a running/ranting commentary on it. You can find my full explanation on this thing here. For prior TFA rants, click on the links below. My state of inebriation is in brackets next to each one, to give you an idea of what to expect.

This week is TFA CHAPTER XII (in which we finally get a glimpse of the future)

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^The future, with long, flowing, luscious locks.

Alright, let’s get to the goods.

Summary

  • Last week: the crew arrived on Takodana. Maz had A Thing™ for the Walking Carpet, Finn decided to get the fuck outta dodge, and Rey became upset when he did.
  • This week: Rey waxes poetic about loneliness and suffers through her first Force vision. The Hosnian System is destroyed by Starkiller. Hux gets a hernia. Takodana is attacked by the First Order and Kylo begins his all important “search for the girl.”

Livebloggin’ (happy we’re finally getting to the interesting parts)

Pg 169:

All the discussion and debate was making Rey weary. Coupled with Finn’s confession and his walking out on the rest of them, it made her wonder, not for the first time, what she was doing here. She felt lost and alone.

No different, she told herself, than she had felt on Jakku.

Alone… alone… It echoed in her mind as she sat there. Under the weight of her loneliness Han’s voice seemed to fade, and Maz Kanata’s as well, until there was nothing surrounding her but a silence as deep and profound as the distant reaches of space itself.

Then something came, stealthy and unidentifiable, to fill it.

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You know those times when your heart feels so full of joy because you realise and remember how blessed you are to have Islaam…
You take a deep breath and it feels like your body is too small to contain the immense relief and peace you feel? SubhaanAllaah.😓

Wallaahi we are truly blessed, so incredibly blessed.
Whatever hardship you are going through, take a moment and put things into perspective.. You are a Muslim - regardless of how difficult your situation is - you have your Lord, your Qur-aan and the sunnah of the prophet.. Without these, there is no such thing as happiness and peace…. The most amazing thing? It doesn’t matter how far you’ve walked away! As long as you’re blood is running, so can you run back to Him. Don’t you ever think your situation will be the same regardless if you put in effort or not. He sees, records and rewards even an atoms worth of deeds. Do you not know that there is a void in the heart that can only be filled by becoming close to Him. The most High. The one who created you and knows you better than you know yourself! Allaahu akbar.

Don’t be deceived by those who have been given the dunya… Those who look like they’re “living the good life”
Wallaahi there is no good life without Islaam.

Alhamdulillaah.
He chose you for a reason.
Get up. Be someone great.

Olicity Drabble: 7 Smiles

Originally posted by feilcityqueen

“Hey.” 

Oliver smiled to himself with his neck bent and said, “Hey.” 

He heard her lightly padding straight towards his fairly large desk. He kept his face hidden but kept the soft curve of her ankle within his sight. The pale cream of her shoes accented the bright coloring of her vivid red skit as she slowly pushed herself forward. The pen between his thumb and forefinger dropped when she pushed a small handwritten note across the surface of the glass lined table. 

He fought the urge to glance upwards and asked carelessly, “Felicity what’s with the second grade antics?” 

The tips of her shoes began to tap wildly until he felt the floor beneath them slightly shake. The lines of his face burned as he fought to contain the immense joy he felt in her slight torment. He coughed lightly then picked up the fallen pen. “Felicity the floor beneath us is going to think I’ve taken up tap dancing…” he warned as her shoes went still. 

She nervously tapped at his desk before placing another small note next the the first one. Now Oliver was completely baffled. She still had yet to even utter a single word yet he was completely consumed by her. He often was if he was being honest. Everytime he stepped down the lair’s stairs and heard her mindless chatter, or even catching the slight wave of her blonde ponytail made his soul lighten. 

Felicity made everything better…even him. 

She was still standing before him with tapping fingers and twitching toes so before she fell through the floor he finally glanced up. Their eyes locked and in seconds his heart sank. Her usually beautiful, bright, blue eyes were red rimmed and swollen from unshed tears. Her usually perfect ponytail was gone so her blonde hair fell in waves over her slender shoulders. Her makeup was messed and her lips unpainted as she kept lightly chewing on her bottom lip. What struck him was how in that moment she’d never looked more perfect and, that made his heart race. 

“Felicity?” he asked with concern lacing his voice. “What’s wrong?” 

She shook her head and sniffed softly, “Notes, just read the notes…” she implored as he took a que from her and shook his own head. 

“No. Felicity just talk to me,” he stated softly as he stood. She began to back away so he quickly and swiftly moved around the desk’s corner and quickly reached for her elbow. 

What he did next completely shocked them both. 

She fought his touch but relented when he easily pulled her into his embrace. Her forehead fell perfectly against his lips as her small hands latched onto the lapels of his jacket. He pecked her smooth, cool skin as she sniffled, “Oliver please the notes, you need to read the notes…” Her pleas fell on deaf ears as he proceeded to rub his hands swiftly up the fabric of her black blouse until he’d reached her cheeks. Then with a tenderness that sometimes still took even him by surprise he cupped the sides of her face and tilted her face upwards. 

One single tear fell over her cheekbone which he quickly caught with the ridge of his thumb. She smiled sadly and parted her lips to speak…he however had another plan entirely. 

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When they say, ‘I love you,’ you won’t quite know how to explain how it makes you feel. But when they say it, it won’t be rushed at the end of a phone call. It won’t be routine. It won’t be a habit. They will say it to you many times, but no matter how many times they say it, it will never lose its meaning. Every time those words come from their lips, you will feel something you cannot explain. You will feel everything they feel for you, trying to be contained into 3 little words, and it will overwhelm you because it will remind you how vast your love is for each other, and how as much as you wish 3 words could convey how you feel for each other, it never will. Those finite words will remind you that what you two have together is something that cannot be contained, something so immense and infinite, that those words are only a tiny spark to the explosive fire you each ignite in the other.
—  And I hope you don’t settle for anything less.
When they say, ‘I love you,’ you won’t quite know how to explain how it makes you feel. But when they say it, it won’t be rushed at the end of a phone call. It won’t be routine. It won’t be a habit. They will say it to you many times, but no matter how many times they say it, it will never lose its meaning. Every time those words come from their lips, you will feel something you cannot explain. You will feel everything they feel for you, trying to be contained into 3 little words, and it will overwhelm you because it will remind you how vast your love is for each other, and how as much as you wish 3 words could convey how you feel for each other, it never will. Those finite words will remind you that what you two have together is something that cannot be contained, something so immense and infinite, that those words are only a tiny spark to the explosive fire you each ignite in the other.
—  and i hope you don’t settle for anything less /// love-inspire-universally
how to draw

females

  • rippling muscles
  • frame tending to square, barely containing immense strength, as if coiled in on itself
  • wide range of body fat & build ranges, such as “pear”, “apple”, “starfruit”, “durian”, etc
  • generous body hair. basically anywhere. go nuts
  • head like a brick. neck like a tree
  • genitals can be basically w/e as long as they look fierce

males

  • don’t
5 things we learned about 'Carol' at NYFF

Patrick Ryan, USA TODAY12:45 a.m. EDT October 10, 2015

NEW YORK — Festival audiences can’t stop swooning over Carol.

Based on Patricia Highsmith’s 1952 novel, The Price of Salt, Carol stars Cate Blanchett as the married, poised title character and Rooney Mara as her young, diffident lesbian lover, Therese. Set in ‘50s New York and directed by Todd Haynes (Far From Heaven), the understated, lushly-shot drama debuted at the Cannes film festival in May, where Mara picked up a best actress award. Carol has since been rapturously received at the Telluride film fest last month and at the New York Film Festival on Friday night.

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