damn right its better than yours


Damon Salvatore one shot

Requested: (by @shadyladyperfection) Could you write a one shot where the reader and Damon are best friends and Damon goes to her after a rough day in Mystic Falls? 

Word Count: 459 words (2,432 characters)

Warnings: Swearing.

You hadn’t heard from Damon, your best friend, since last night which is pretty unusual. You expected a text or a call in the middle of the day probably due to something incredibly mysterious that has to be solved but nope. No texts, nothing.

You sat in your apartment bored as ever, scrolling through Netflix which is incredibly rare considering Mystic Falls is a town that never rests and you hardly have any down time to yourself. You slowly placed your hand into an overflowing bowl of popcorn and grabbed a handful as your eyes were fixed on the flashing images on your television. You were completely transfixed in the show you were watching however, when you heard a loud thump come from somewhere in your apartment you immediately froze. Your eyes widened as you stood up from the couch and grabbed the closest item to you that could be used as a weapon. You walked around your apartment holding your breath at times when you heard some subtle sounds.

You finally enter the kitchen and gasp as you see someone going through your cupboard, you slowly sneak up on them and swing your weapon. Unfortunately the person swiftly grips the weapon right before impact. You look closer and realise that its Damon. “Woah, Y/N. You should know better than to sneak up on me.”, He states as he opens up the big bottle of bourbon you two share when drinking. You roll your eyes and let out a sigh of relief “God fucking damn it, Damon! You know my apartment has a door right? Maybe you should use it sometime.”, He chuckled at your response “You know I’m one for surprises.” You put down the weapon and hoist up on to the counter and sit there in front of Damon.

“What brings you here?” you asked as Damon looked up you could see he was stressed. “I’ve just had a pretty hard day with everything that’s going on with Bonnie and Enzo, and Stefan. I had no time in the day to even think. I’m sorry I didn’t text you.”, it wasn’t every day Damon would open up like this so you took it to heart. “Aw, I’m sorry. If you want we could order some food and watch some movies?”, you asked “Ooooh, I’m in the mood for Chinese.”, you smiled at him “It’s like you can read my mind!”, he smiled and winked at you as he took another gulp of bourbon.

You both went to the living room and sat down on the couch, popcorn spilled onto the floor as Damon slumped down tiredly. It meant a lot to you that in times of hardship and stress he would come to you. This is what best friends for.

  • APH Finland: My vodka brings all the boys to the yard ♫
  • APH Finland: And there like,♫♪
  • APH Finland: Its better than yours ♫♪
  • APH Finland: Damn right its better than yours,♫♪
  • APH Finland: I can teach you, ♫♪
  • APH Finland: But I have to charge ♫♪
  • APH Sweden: ...
  • APH Sweden: Who are those boys?
  • APH Finland: It's just a silly song, Sve!
  • APH Sweden: I'm going to fight them.

anonymous asked:

24 with jeff hardy?

Prompt: .“It’s six o’clock in the morning, you’re not having vodka.”

A/N:Putting under read more because I got a little carried away XD

You were so excited Jeff and Matt were making their return to the WWE, not only would they be in the tag team championship match but they would be dong it at Wrestlemania 33. You stood backstage with some old friends watching as The New Day announced that there would be a 4th contender for the tag team title. Every one thought The New Day were inserting themselves into the match up, until the music hit. The crowd went crazy as your husband and his brother performed their iconic entrance.

“It’s great to see the boys back.” You turned to see Nattie standing behind you, arms crossed and a smirk plastered across her face. Out of all the women Nattie was one of your oldest and closest friends and it had been a while since you had seen her. You pull Nattie into a hug.

“I can tell they’re already happy to be here, they haven’t even found out the results of the match and they were already acting like they’d won.” Nattie chuckled turning her attention to the match.

“The crowd looks excited to see the boys back as well.” you nodded wincing when one of the boys landed a bit awkwardly. Although you’d been married to Jeff for 8 years and dating him for 4 years before then you’d still never got used to some of the landings. The match was heading in favor of the Hardy Boys, Matt was currently trying to grab the betls while your husband was setting up one of the taller ladders. Sheamus and Cesaro were currently lay on some ladders suspended between the ring and the barrier, Jeff was now climbing a ladder above them.

“Oh no.” Nattie gripped your arm, both of you knowing what was coming next. Jeff climbed to the top of the ladder as you nervously bit your nails and he performed a perfect swanton bomb off the top of the ladder landing on top of Sheamus and Cesaro, breaking the ladder in the process. As all that was happening Matt managed to defend of Anderson and was now holding the Raw tag team belts. The crowd and everyone backstage errupted into cheers, Nattie pulling you into a hug, you smile was uncontrollable.

“I can’t believe they did it! This is going to be great for them.” Nattie spoke but she coud see you were itching to go and seem them, she gave you a final hug promising to text you later. Walking to the Gorilla you saw the boys heading towards you, running towards them you tackled both of them into a hug.

“You guys did it!”

Matt chuckled at you hoising the belt higher up on his shoulder.“What gave that away?”

You punched his shoulder and he pretended to be hurt by it.

“Jeff are you just gonna stand there and let her beat me up?” He looked towards his brother for assitance but Jeff just nodded.

“Yes I am going to let her beat you up.” You smilled at Jeff and poked your tounge out at Matt as he walked away.

“Whipped!” He shouted back to you two. Jeff just chuckled and shook his head.

“So, how does it feel to be the champ?” You smile up at Jeff, leaning up to give him a kiss.

“I’ve been a champ for 12 years. This is just the icing on the cake.” He gave you a wink before wrapping an arm round your waist, pulling you in the direction Matt just went.

“You’re such a cheeseball.” You both cuckled, stopping every now and then with people congradulating Jeff.

“And yet you’ve been married to me for 8 years.” Rounding the corner you caught up with Matt who was waiting for you two by the promo area. After a couple of backstage interviews and photographs the boys decided to go out and celebrate. Back at the hotel you were putting the finishing touches to your make up when you felt a pair of arms wrap around your waist.

“You look absolutly stunning babe.” Jeff muttered as he pressed some kisses along your shouler and up your neck. You relaxed back into his touch and let out a contented sigh.

“You don’t look to shabby yourself.” Taking in your husbands apperance you notice he’s wearing some black jeans and a white button button up. His hair was tied up in a bun making his jaw look even sharper. Bringing your hand up you rub it genty along his beard, pulling him down for a passionate kiss. Jeff’s hands slid down your waist to grip your butt as your hands gripped the back of his neck causing him to moan a little.

“We better get going or Matt and Reby will think we aren’t going.”

“I’m sure they’d manage if we didn’t turn up.” He smirked, leaning down to capture your lips again, pushing his tongue into your mouth causing you to moan this time. Reluctantly you pulled away making Jeff pout.

“Come on you. Lets go. We can resume this later.” You winked at him moving past him to walk out the door. Jeff slapped your ass has you walked by.

“Damn right we will.”

You finally caught up with Matt and Reby at the bar and a few hours later its safe to say everyone was a little more than drunk. You and Reby decided to be the responsible ones and not drink as much as the boys. Looking across the room Matt and Jeff were currently joking with some of the other superstars who had arrived at the same bar. Reby let out a yawn looking at her watch.

“We better get going. I think the boys have to be up soon.” She yelled over the music. Looking at your phone she was right, it was nearing 3am and the boys had to be up at 6. Walking over to the boys Jeff saw you giving you a goofy drunk smile.

“Baabbbeeee. I missed you.” He pulled you into a sloppy kiss causing you to giggle.

“You saw me like 5 minutes ago.”

“Exactly…those 5 minutes were the lonnnggeessttt 5 minutes of my life.” Shaking your head at his drunken words you grabbed his hand and pulled him towards the waiting taxi. Jeff was having a little trouble walking so helped him but slipping an arm around his waist, which of course he made a dirty joke about.

What fet like the longest journey back to the hotel you and Reby managed to get the boys back into their rooms. Shutting the door behind you and Jeff you turned to be face to face with said man. He placed his hands on your waist and pulled you into another kiss.

“No no mister. You need to head to bed.” Pulling away from the kiss you pulled Jeff to bed and made him sit down, turing away you went to grab him a glass of water but Jeff grabed a hold of you pulling you down to sit in his lap.

“You said we could resume this later….Well it’s later.” His hot breath fanned across your neck making you shiver. Prying yourself from his grip you stood up.

“Yes but you also have to be up in….2 hours” You managed to avoid most of his advances and successfully pulled his shoes off. Pushing him to lie down you could see that he quickly became tired. Placing a kiss to his hair line you grabed a bottle of water and some painkillers out of your bag and placed them on the dresser. Quickly chaging out of your dress you slip on some pj’s and cuddle to Jeff, he was not going to be happy having only got 2 hours sleep.

At 6am your alarm went off and you heard a groan from behind you, reaching out to turn your alarm off you felt Jeff pull you back into him.

“Morning sleepy. How’s your head?” You gently brush some stray strands of hair from out of his face.

“I feel like I’ve been hit by a bus and then a car…..and the bus came back just for good measure.” You giggled at him, placing a kiss to his forehead. Swinging your legs over the side of the bed you streatch and yawn, regretting staying up so late with the boys. Grabbing the bottle of water and painkillers you sit on Jeff’s side of the bed and hand them to him. He took them and looked up at you thanking you.

“I feel like a vodka would work better.” He grinned at you swallowing the tablets and chugging half the bottle of water.

“It’s six o’clock in the morning, you’re not having vodka.” Standing up you head to the shower and turn it on. “Come on Mr Champ. You’ve got a busy day ahead and I still have a promise to keep.” You winked at him but Jeff simply looked confused. Striding across the bedroom you pulled Jeff in for a passionate kiss causing him to gasp a little. You took the opportunity to slide your tounge into his mouth and you both battled for dominance. You both pull away slightly brethless.

“Oh that promise.” Jeff looked at you biting his lip.

“Yeah I heard it’s a great cure for headaches.” With that Jeff picked you up and headed to the shower.

“Well why didn’t you begin with that.”

Prompt from this list.


Magnetic Chapter 31: The Pier

Dean Winchester x Reader

1100 Words

Story Summary:  After your Dad was killed, you were shocked to learn all about his hidden life. Deciding to follow in his footsteps, you turn to a life of hunting, surprised at how well you adapted. Then comes along Sam and Dean Winchester, turning your life upside down. You and Dean don’t get along at first, but then things soon start to change.

Catch Up Here: Masterpost

“So, what brings the FBI down here for a couple of missing person cases?” The balding police officer asked, as he came dangerously close to spilling his coffee all over the case files.

Wincing, you went to reach for them, but he pulled them out of your way. “No you wait a minute little lady. I don’t just hand these over to anyone.”

Feeling your skin crawl at the blatant looks he was sending your way, you reached down and yanked them from his hands. “First of all, don’t call me little lady, or anything else for that matter unless you want to be charged with sexual harassment. Second of all, FBI trumps any jurisdiction you think you might have.”

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hectocotyli-everywhere  asked:

I saw a commercial for some kind of vitamin pill that boasts that it's dissolved right into the bloodstream from the intestines. And I'm like, BITCH, that's literally how digestion works, all the time

For real, like

Congrats you’re right about one of the basic functions of your body!

I mean, it’s better than ‘oxygen in water because you breathe through your guts’ that was a trend that kept baffling me the whole damn time but like it’s no achievement anyways. 

anonymous asked:

hey doll, its red. damn, last night was somethin else right? never enjoyed 'not' getting laid so much. just holdin you, layin out on the sofa, talkin bout life- i never told no one what i told you. i get it, the bad lows, thinkin you're not worth anythin, that people'd be better off without ya? those are all things i think about more than I care t'admit. for once, i don't feel so alone. look, i know you like this Steven Universe show? come over again t'night n'we can watch some. -yours- Red

this message revived my dead crops, paid for my college education, and granted me everlasting protection against disease

anonymous asked:

Yoongi, you sure your insecurities aren't bubbling to the surface right now as we speak? what makes you think YOU aren't good enough for Jungkook? and what makes you think that he's BETTER than YOU? Like son, it's about time you pull your act together and start making a damn move because you only achieve great things if you start reaching out of your comfort zone (great things like scoring jungkook amirite ^>^) so MAN UP AND DESIGN A BUILDIGN FOR JK DAMNIT DON'T MAKE ME COME FOR YOUUUU luv u bai

“my insecurities bubbling to the surface? of course they are! do you ever wonder why i only wear long sleeved and collared clothing? it’s not just because i’m shy or anything-”

“it goes to how jungkook is already an amazing person but he’s still growing to be better. being with me only drags him down, and it’s the last thing i would want to do to anybody. i’m afraid he will feel unloved if i can’t show him the affection he deserves-”

“i’m- i’m scared- i-”

“breath, yoongi, breath- in, out-”


spoilers ahead! this is the audio log of officer doug eiffel, onboard the uss hephaestus station, orbiting the red dwarf wolf 359 in the leo constellation. feel free to change pronouns and modify to your needs.


  • “that’s fine, everyone makes mistakes, but if she could stop talking about my, ‘fragile, carbon-based, uncomfortably liquid body,’ it’d be a real breakthrough.”
  • “i’m still banned from the lab.“
  • “well, yeah, i guess that’s fair.”
  • “eat your heart out, you succulent rat killing tar.”
  • “y’know what, i think i need some coffee.”
  • “calling it coffee helps.”
  • “well, clearly this is an important matter that requires my immediate attention.”
  • “take me away, sweetheart.”
  • “one-thousand and… ugh, it’s the extra one that’s really annoying.”
  • “are we seriously blowing up now?”
  • not explosion. something… less destructive. a hairdryer, perhaps.”
  • “i guess we have to break into his lab and make sure he doesn’t die.”
  • “sweet merciful tap dancing zombie chorus girls.”
  • “i should probably make sure [name] isn’t burning to death.”


  • “we can safely conclude that operation… freaky… deaky… space music is ongoing.”
  • “yep. super calm. totally uneventful day.”
  • “i have little to no idea what you’re talking about.”
  • “actually it seems like pre-meditated caution.”
  • “—basically i took the entire tube.”
  • “hostage is such an ugly word.”
  • “before anyone decides to get clever or heroic, you should know that i’m not above doing something stupid here, alright?”
  • “radio as entertainment seems to be making a comeback around here.”
  • “i still have the right to toothpaste.”
  • “just because i’m crackin’ up doesn’t mean i’m crackin’.”
  • “i’m here to discuss the terms of your surrender.”
  • “it’s more orange than red, really.”
  • “this little revolución is over.”
  • “i guess there’s nothing to gain by saying how sorry i am?”


  • “this is a day of darkness. low tide. —a half melted fudgsicle of despair.”
  • “he’s like a friggen shark sniffin’ for chum.”
  • “i was just trying to be helpful.”
  • “i like to think i tactically misrepresented the data available.”
  • “so you ‘tactically’ lied to me.”
  • “i was wondering what that thing taped to my door was.”
  • “you might, however, be surprised at what you can live through.”
  • “i guess your lies get bigger as you go higher up in the ranks.”
  • “i know we’ve had our ups and downs but i could kiss you right now.”
  • “i never used the flame thrower before, so this might be fun.”
  • “with napalm, you moron!”
  • “this has been a good day.”


  • “today, i am not unlike the gods.”
  • “sorry, i didn’t mean to enjoy the majesty.”
  • “loud and clear.”
  • “okay okay, got it. class dismissed.”
  • “oh god, my eyes.”
  • “everything’s ‘gimme shelter’ out here.”
  • “son of a bitch.”
  • “a hundred feet? jesus christ.”
  • “i’m gonna drown? in outer space? what kinda sense does that even make!”
  • “i’ve had enough dramatic irony for one day, thank you.”
  • “i don’t exactly have breaks on this thing.”
  • “well, you’re still you. so.. eh?”
  • “he did have to resuscitate you so you may now qualify as ‘undead’.”
  • “scouts honor.”
  • “hey, baby. did you miss me?”
  • “i have something for you.”


  • “i feel [coughs] fine.“
  • “i got this stupid skin rash that’s driving me nuts.”
  • “you are a great man.”
  • “you look terrible.”
  • “theoretical science first, practical medicine… more of a past time.”
  • “true science mustn’t be so severely hindered.”
  • “just answer the damn question.”
  • “don’t worry. you’re in extremely capable hands.”
  • “i may be in slightly more dire straits than i previously thought.”
  • “who knows what that maniac’s told them.”
  • “and then we’ll see how he likes it when someone’s messing around with his internal organs.”
  • “the fifth amendment says i don’t have to answer that.”
  • “no, [name], it’s not ‘four-ish’.”
  • “the only experiment here is the one you are conducting on my patience.”
  • “i have every intention of seeing this through to the end.”
  • “i always thought i’d die in a science fair. turns out, i wasn’t that far off.”
  • “just because i’m a scientist doesn’t mean i am mad ingenious super-villain.”
  • “i think there’s a lesson here, but it’s kinda lost in all the hallucinations. i’ll get back to it.”


  • (less than enthusiastic noise maker sound)
  • “and by party, i mean helping me procrastinate my work shift.”
  • “you’re way overthinking this. it’s just a taste thing, there’s no wrong answer.
  • “i don’t know what i want but i know how to get it.”
  • “are you upset? i didn’t know you got upset.”
  • “did i tell you about that time i thought he was trying to kill me? — any of those times?”
  • “things don’t ‘get’ to me.”
  • “score one for old school double-a’s.”
  • “has this place always been so overlook hotel-y?”
  • “— or that time you poisoned that liter of water trying to make whiskey.”
  • “why are you underneath that table?”
  • “i’m guessing it’s not one of those ‘gets better by itself’ situations.”
  • “basically we’re barreling toward certain death. that’s all you gotta say. ‘barreling toward certain death’.”
  • “oh, it’s spooktastic in here, baby.”
  • “okay, i swear to god somebody’s talking to me.”
  • “whooaa, what just happened? did… did everything just kind of blink around for a second there?”


  • “god, they’re still at it.”
  • “in the meantime, that means we gotta make our own fun.”
  • “on friday we’ll have mustard. umm… that’s all it says for friday. im not sure what that means.”
  • “[name] does pigheaded obstinacy like it’s an olympic sport.”
  • “i think we might have a situation on our hands.”
  • “sit your swiss ass down and pick a side.”
  • “you’re both utterly useless.”
  • “oh, stop. do you know how condescending that is?”
  • “you can’t hold that against me. you were practically wire tapping.”
  • “why am i not surprised.”
  • “oh, right, like i actually care enough about what you do to try and sabotage you.”
  • “that’s exactly what i was afraid you would say.”
  • “our rating on the peril-o-meter just went from ‘spidey-sense is tingling’ to ‘bat signal in the sky’.”
  • “and, just in case it wasn’t already obvious, i am absolutely terrified of both of you.”
  • “the fact that i’m trying to get the two of you to do the responsible thing is scary enough.”
  • “she’s just taking out her insecurities on you.”
  • “just say what you really think!”
  • “you stay here. i’ll deal with you later.”

BOX 953

  • “it’s either not smoking OR sylvia plath’s ‘lady lazarus,’ not both of them together.”
  • “already i don’t like where this is going.”
  • “that, however, will be a clever lie.”
  • “you can’t solve all your problems by knocking people out.”
  • “i never really paid attention to this room before.”
  • “only. um. none of them have eyes.”
  • “holy crap! you guys—there’s a canon in here! why is there a canon in here?!”
  • “why would anyone want that many l-shaped blocks? l-blocks are useless.”
  • “this is some raiders of the lost ark level stuff here.”
  • “no. it is not cool. it’s diametrically opposed to cool.”
  • “you don’t understand. there is SINGING.”
  • “so, yknow. ew.”
  • “i’m not sure if it was a warning shot or if she just missed.”
  • “i’m always multitasking.”
  • “i’ll see you on the other side.”
  • “in lieu of super human strength, i went to get a crow bar.”
  • “once again, our quarterly talent shows have taken something away from me.”


  • “uugh. balls.”
  • “can we really be ready for anything?”
  • “riders on the storm, man. riders on the storm.”
  • “whatever happened to those weekly calls from mom and dad?”
  • “we’d be looking at- i dunno- random strings of ampersands and sevens .”
  • “but it makes no sense.”
  • “what the hell are we supposed to do with this?”
  • “un momento por favor.”
  • “what happens when we run out of numbers?”
  • “we should be… pretty safe? based on our limited perception of safety.”
  • “you had to say something you had to open your mouth.”
  • “okay. officially, now. what the hell.”
  • “’mathematically unlikely’? that’s the best we can do right now?”
  • “there are a lot of ‘could’s in that explanation.”
  • “i like the sound of my voice a lot better than the sounds of what’s going on out there.”
  • “oh, god damn it.”
  • “well, following that, this is gonna sound a lot less sexy.”
  • “it’s cruel! and sick! and… other adjectives!”
  • “i think we need a proper nights sleep to really let our anger reach its full potential.”
  • “hint: IT. WAS. AWFUL.”


  • “i’m gonna be a little less npr and a little more national geographic.”
  • “— or, it’s scientific name, ‘stick-iss up the ass-us’.”
  • “you say that like it’s supposed to mean somethin’ to me.”
  • “is that ‘yes, i did it’ or ‘yes, i have no idea what you’re talking about but i don’t want to get in trouble’?”
  • “god damn it, [ name ].”
  • “so. um. yay? i’m s- i’m really not sure what’s happening here.”
  • “i have an alternative theory, but i don’t think you’ll like it.”
  • “where did the spider go?”
  • “it’s just a bug.”
  • ”it’s an EXTREME. DANGER. BUG.”
  • “i can’t do this.”
  • “what if we just shoot it off?:
  • “i’m gonna sneeze.”
  • “how is this gonna work again?”
  • “if i die, [ name ] gets all my toys.”
  • “is it dead?”
  • “i also brought a gun. just in case.”
  • “if the two of you’ll excuse me, i’m gonna faint.”
  • “i’m gonna go— not sleep. no sleep. never again sleep.”


  • “why are we so afraid of being alone?”
  • “we make big bomb. now everybody is afraid of us.”
  • “nothing in the dark that isn’t there in the light, yes? 
  • “there must be monsters underneath someone’s bed. 
  • “open only when you are alone. 
  • “is anyone laughing now?”
  • “can you hear me? hello?”
  • “— whoopsies.”
  • “you’ve used the word ‘basically’ thirteen times in the last five minutes.”
  • “them’s the rules.”
  • “i’ve never been great at proverbs.”
  • “it wouldn’t be hard, either.” 
  • “i doubt it, but you never know. i can be full of surprises.”
  • “is anybody in here?”
  • “do you ever feel like you are ot where you are supposed to be?”
  • “yes. in fact, can we like… underline that yes? and bold it? and put like a bunch of stars and arrows and a drawing of a scary plant monster next to it?”
  • “oooh, brotha.”
  • “spice things up a little. give it that hal 9000 touch.”
  • “god, honestly, it’s like he’s nine years old.”
  • “i’m not sure which possibility i find more disquieting.”
  • “i’m fine. really. don’t worry about me. and don’t make that face.”


  • “i’m using the last of the real turkey for this.”
  • “there’s other things happening aside from sanatized pagan rituals.”
  • “anyway. as i was saying. impenitrable darkness.”
  • “it’s okay. don’t cry for me argentina.”
  • “not now. taking a personal insanity moment, ask again later.”
  • “you’re still not listening to me.”
  • “ready to go nuts?”
  • “consider it my present.”
  • “we have an honest to god situation on our hands.”
  • “turns out i might be really good at my job. hold your applause.”
  • “after that went so well last time? pass.”
  • “this ones got a bit of a kick in it.”
  • “holy crap. they were right. they knew.”
  • “what the hell are you doing?”
  • “enjoy your last half hour of oxygen.”


  • “score one for crazy, dangerous plans.”
  • “you’re smarter and stronger and better than that bastard’s ever given you credit for.”
  • “step six, don’t die in any of the above.”
  • “who is this? who am i talking to?”
  • “you’re so eager to seem smart, you don’t always do smart.”
  • “are you trying to get us all killed?”
  • “why yes, mr. pot, mr. kettle is looking a little black today.”
  • “cutting it a little close. i was starting to think you forgot about me.”
  • “hope you like life as a popsicle!”
  • “just remember. you made me do this.”
  • “don’t bother. it’s not her.”
  • “go to hell.”
  • “do you have anything to say for yourself?”
  • “he wasn’t lying. not about that, at least.”
  • “can we fix her?”
  • “i’m not sure of anything right now.”
  • “there’s something bigger going on here.”
I’m still alive, I promise

Hey everyone,

Sorry I’ve been so incredibly absent from my blog. Life has been pretty insane between prepping for Step 1 and Level 1 and my social life has been nuts. I started dating one of my best friends (also in my med school class) who has secretly had a thing for me all this past year, while I also secretly had a thing for him, but he had a girlfriend so I never made a move. But then he finally had to face the reality of it, broke up with the girlfriend, and as they say the rest is history.

 We’ve been together pretty much constantly since two months ago when this all started, and its the most beautiful evolution of our friendship I could have ever hoped for. I’m not sure what the future holds, but its pretty damn awesome right now and being in a relationship with your best friend is better than I could have hoped for. Maybe I’ll devote some time to a post about this later with the whole story. 

In other news, boards are a thing. I have been doing questions since August really, and am so sick of it now but I think all the hard work is paying off. I should be at more than 11k questions by the time I take USMLE at the end of march, and I am beyond excited to finally be done thinking and talking about boards. It consumes your life, whether you want it to or not, but I can only hope that doing my best now will pay me back in the end when I want to get the residency I am hoping for. COMLEX is shortly after my Step 1, so thankfully I should be done by the begining of June. Wooohoo!

Sorry again for being the worst owner of this blog, and thanks for caring about me. For any of my fellow second years going through boards hell, keep on working hard and hold on! We are so close to the end and we’ll all look back on these days with pride.

On a park bench not too far away, the pair of Gabbrialla and Kirollis could be seen doing what they do best; being absolutely insatiably adorable; Cuddled up in the corner of the seat, the rogue appeared to be serenading her. But as anyone would start to hone in on what exactly they were singing, it would likely sound a little odd;

My milk shake brings all the boys to the yard,
And they’re like,
Its better than yours,
Damn right its better than yours,
I can teach you,
But I have to charge

I know you want it,
The thing that makes me,
What the guys go crazy for.
They lose their minds,
The way I wind,
I think its time

La la-la la la,
Warm it up.
The boys are waiting

My milk shake brings all the boys to the yard,
And they’re like,
Its better than yours,
Damn right its better than yours,
I can teach you,
But I have to chargeI can see you’re on it,
You want me to teach the
Techniques that freaks these boys,
It can’t be bought,
Just know, thieves get caught,
Watch if your smart,La la-la la la,
Warm it up,
La la-la la la,
The boys are waiting-

{ @belillinafireseeker Mentions: @gabbrialla }

You Are More

For the anon who asked for something to cheer her up from her breakup. Hope this helps! <3

Originally posted by madisoneveo

Originally posted by heytvm

You checked your phone for the umpteenth time within an hour, still no response. You sighed and put your phone down again. Loki looked at you with some concern and you gave him a half hearted smile before looking anywhere but at him. Loki wordlessly moved closer to you.

“What is wrong, Y/N,” Loki asked you.

“It’s nothing, Loki,” you said as you tried to put a smile on your face.

“I know something is wrong. You can either tell me now, or I will find my own ways of finding out.”

“It’s really nothing.”

“Alright then,” as Loki said this he pulled you phone over to him. He tapped on the screen and tried some other maneuvers with it. “Why won’t this device grant me access. Open for me. Open. Unlock. Unlock for me, device. I am Loki of Asgard and you shall open for me you blasted device.”

You laughed at the man as he tried with all of him might to get access to your phone.

“At least I got a real smile to grace your face,” Loki told you, momentarily pausing from his efforts.

You blushed and looked down.

“Ah, it has given me access.” You looked at Loki in confusion trying to guess how he gained access to your phone. “Why are you showing me my face? What does this button do? Y/N I do not understand what is going on. Will you please explain to me what this device is doing?”

You leaned over to get a better look at the screen. Loki had somehow opened your camera and was inadvertently taking selfies with it. You laughed and Loki looked at you quizzically.

“You’re taking pictures, Loki, see.”

You smiled at the camera and took the picture. You then pulled up the picture for Loki to see.

“You look happy but at the same time not happy. How can that be, Y/N?”

“It’s truly nothing, Loki.”

Loki gave you a look and you sighed.

“It’s my stupid boyfriend. I’ve trying to reach out to him for awhile now and he hasn’t responded in at least three weeks. I’m just pissed and confused and just a whole bunch of emotions.”

“He hasn’t talked to you in three weeks?”

“Not a word,” you confirmed.

“Then leave him. He is not worthy of you if he does not see you for what you truly are and cherish every part of you.”

“And what am I?”

“Smart, kind, beautiful, graceful, compassionate, shall I keep going?”

“No,” you said with pink coloring your cheeks, “That does quite nicely.”

Loki lifted your chin to have your eyes meet his.

“You should be with someone who sees you as all those things and more, and he should help you to see that you are all of those traits.”

“Oh, yeah. Who would be willing to fill those shoes?”

Loki answered by pressing his lips to yours in a searing kiss. Your lips moved in harmony together before you pulled back to catch your breath.

The next couple of weeks were some of the happiest you could remember. You broke up with your sorry excuse of a boyfriend and started a relationship with a certain god of mischief. You didn’t mention to anyone the bad luck he seemed to have recently, but you made sure you gave Loki extra love those days. The best part, besides getting a better relationship, was the picture Loki took on accident became your new phone background and greeted you every time the screen lit up reminding you that you are loved and you are a god damn amazing person.

windynyctophilia  asked:

oh sorry I did not scroll that far I havent seen you already answered this to somebody, sorry! But yay, im glad, I think the same and I was quite "sad" to see everybody not "ship" pisces x leo (or at least think its not a good match), I mean we all know compatibility does not really count that much but I just like to have people's opinion on it. ^^ Thanks anyway! Good luck with your studies <3 (if you havent yet, you should listen to Halsey's Badlands. its pure gold and drug to us pisces aha)

Yeah right. Sometimes the most unusual and hated combinations can do lot better than the “perfect” ones. Astrology doesn’t really matter that much, it’s up to the people whom we surround ourselves with… Thank you tho!!  ♡ Oh damn I have, although I do not know like all of her songs, I love the ones I know and I know every song from Badlands. It’s totally great!!  ♡

Unspoken Words [ft. J-Hope]

“Some things are destined to be – it just takes us a couple of tries
to get there.”

J.R. Ward, Lover Mine

Whoever told you that getting cheated on doesn’t hurt was freaking lying. It hurts like hell and you know that because, you are experience the shit  first-hand. You have never been that type of girl who likes to show your emotion, what you’re thinking or feeling inside that head of yours.

No, instead, you like to play the pretend-to-be-happy game. But no matter how well of a player you are of that game, you can never fool one person.

Jung Hoseok.

Your best friend since kindergarten.

“Yah! You’ve had enough of that. Stop it, ____.” Hoseok grabbed your hand, preventing you from dumping the bitter liquid down your throat, again.

You hate the taste of it but it doesn’t stop you from drinking it.

Because it numbs the pounding pain inside your chest, stops your brain from thinking about him and prevent you from feeling anything at all.

Drinking isn’t the best way to deal with heart-break. But it’s the only way you know.

It stops the pain, only temporarily, and that’s all you really need.

“Give that back to me, Hoseok.” You mutters drunkenly. “Please.”

You felt his gaze on you but you are too scared to look back. Because you don’t want to see that worried look on his face. It would only make you feel bad.

Everything we do affect people around us, it doesn’t matter if it’s good or bad. It still does. And your actions are affecting Hoseok. By sitting here, at the bar, drinking and crying your heart out. You know that you’re worrying him.

“He isn’t worth it, ____.” Hoseok clenched his jaw. “No one is worth your tears. Especially that fucking bastard.”

You give out a humourless laugh before turning towards him. “Yeah, right, does ‘no one’ includes you too?”

A sober you would never say that. But right now, you are too drunk to be sober, too drunk to care and too drunk to hide.

Just like any other cliché movie you’ve seen, you fell in love with this guy. He was someone who you’ve known all your life. You felt like you could trust him with your heart. It was obviously too hard for you to keep this barrier between you guys and you fell head over heels in love with him. No one can really blame you though, he is everything a girl could ever ask for; perfect.

He is charming, deadly handsome, funny to be around and caring.

At that time, you actually thought you had a chance with him. I mean, who wouldn’t, he takes care of you, protects you and makes you happy. As time passed by the chance that you guys could actually be something more than friends grew. Until last summer.

Park Min-Young was the name of her. The girl he fell in love with.

You still remember the day he introduced her to you. It was a Saturday. You were sitting in your room, watching Netflix like you always did on weekends, until Hoseok had called to tell you to meet up with him at  your favorite cafeteria.

Once you were there, your world felt like it had just been turned upside-down as your heart dropped. You remember how tightly his hand was wrapped around hers, his happy smile and your forced smile.

You didn’t speak to him for days, you felt betrayed and hurt. It was stupid because it wasn’t his fault.

You knew that.

It was your fault.

Trust wasn’t something you should give away easily. Especially when you’re giving it with your heart.

It was also the reason why you decided to go on that blind-date with Jinhwan, your ex. He picked up the broken pieces of your heart, caused by the only person you thought would never hurt you.

What a fool you were for thinking that way.

Jinhwan was nothing but sweet towards you. He gave you the time your heart needed to mend, even though it feels like it never would. The wound was- still is - way too big to heal completely. But it didn’t mean your heart didn’t have space left for him. Little by little, you felt him grow on you.

Little by little, you fell in love once again.

Which is why it hurts so much right now.

It hurts even more to know that you are actually the reason behind what happened. A couple of days ago, you and Jinhwan had a pretty bad argument. The worst you’ve ever had.

About Hoseok.

Despite you telling him how much you loved him. Jinhwan didn’t seem to believe you.

“You still love him. You’re too busing finding your way back to him to care about me, about my feelings.”

The day after that, Hoseok broke up with his girlfriend and you found your boyfriend - then - making love to another woman in his house.

Life will always find a way to fuck your life up. You should have known.

“What are you saying, ____?” Hoseok looks confused, his eyebrows furrow as he stares at you.

“It’s nothing.” You wave away his question with your hand, too tired to explain and reach out to take back your glass from his hand.

“Well, something if you mentioned it right?” He snapped, making your blood boil. “Tell me, _____.”

Alright, he fucking asks for this.

“If you’re so fucking curious then fine!” It is your turn to explode. Standing up from your site, you stood right in front of him. “You have no right to say bad things about Jinhwan when you’re the one who started this, alright?!”

Your bravery must have been caused by the alcohol.

Or maybe. It is just time for you to lift this heavy secret you’ve been hiding inside your chest and free yourself.

Hoseok stands up too. He is now towering over you with his height.

“What are y-”

“You are a fucking bastard. You enjoy playing with my heart, don’t you? Why do you think I stopped talking to you after you and Minyoung got together, huh? Did you think I did that because I was happy? No, I wasn’t okay! You fucking broke my heart, I couldn’t stand being near you any longer.” You look right into his eyes. “But of course you didn’t care, did you? You were too busy sticking your damn tongue down her throat all the time to care about your supposed best friend! Always showing off your relationship with her in front of me… You fucking bastard!

I hate you, Jung Hoseok!”

After the embarrassing speech you break down into tears and run out of the bar. You didn’t even spare him a second glance before leaving, like the coward that you are, you were too scared to see his reaction.


You begin to run as you hear him call after you from behind.

And you regret that deeply. Because of your slow brain and clumsy self, you somehow manage to trip over your own foot and fall onto the ground. Luckily, your hands come just in time to stop your face from getting smashed.

“Shit. Are you alright?” You can hear panic in his voice as he kneels down before you and places both his palms against your cheeks. “____?”

Looking down at your hands, Hoseok immediately takes them in his large ones and starts to study them carefully. “They aren’t bleeding but we should still go to the hospital to check them up. You wouldn’t want getting infe-”

“I’m fine.” You hiccup, pulling your hands back from his hold.

You try to stand up but immediately fail. A pair of hands reach out and grab your waist, stopping you from falling onto the ground again.

“Stop being so fucking stubborn, will you?” Hoseok snapped furiously. “Stop running away from me.”

“Easy for you to say, huh?” You snapped back. “You’re not the one having this stupid one-sided love for your best friend for years, are you?”

He keeps his mouth shut as he stares at you, his lips pressed into a thin line.

“Stay away from me.” You breath. “I need some time. Alone. I’ll call you when-”

You never get to finish saying what you wanted to say as he push you, rather roughly, pull you by your waist against his stone hard chest.

“Wh-What do you think you’re doing?” You try to push him away but of course, you don’t have enough of muscles to do that.

“You’re not going anywhere.” He says firmly. “Not this time.”

It’s hard to breath normally when your heart is racing for its life like it’s doing right now inside your chest. He is so close to you. So damn close that his breath mixes with yours and you can smell his delicious cologne better than ever.

“What I’m going to say is going to sound corny but that’s not gonna stop me from saying it, ______. For so many years, I’ve had this crush on this girl. She was, and hopefully still is, my best friend. I had it a whole lot easier than most guys out there who also has a crush on someone since I got the chance to be with her everyday. I get to make her laugh, protect her and care about her without anyone questioning anything or finding it weird. But it also came with a disadvantage as she only looked at me as her best friend, and nothing more. I tried to drop hints here and there, hoping she would notice them and begin to look at me, in a different light.”

Taking a deep breath, Hoseok continues. “But I was wrong, I should have known though. She is the most oblivious person I know.”

He smiles knowingly at you, making you blush in turning. “One day, this guy came up and told me to stay away from his girlfriend. I was shocked at first, not understanding who he meant. And then he said her name.

“I lost all hope and tried to get rid of my feelings for her. I began to date this girl, who was in many way like her. I thought being with someone else, especially someone like her would make me forget about my feelings for her. But I was wrong, once again.

The more time I spent with my new girlfriend the more I noticed the differences and the more I knew no one could ever replace her.”

“And that girl is you, ______.”

You gulp. “Th-This must be some sick games of yours. Stop t-talking nonsense like that.”

You push him away and he let you. However he seems to be more upset than ever.

You can’t believe it. He can’t be serious.

“I’m serious, _____.” He grits out. “My feelings for you won’t change. Ever. No matter how much you want them to. No matter how much you want to deny how madly in love I am with you.”

Obviously, you don’t know what to say. After his heartfelt confession, you feel a mix of emotions; confusion, anger, but also happiness.

Don’t it, _____. You’re going to regret-

Oh, fuck it.

You throw your arms around his neck and draw his face down until it is at the same level as yours before putting your lips against his. You have obviously caught him off guard because seconds went by without you getting any response from him. 

You suddenly start to panic and pull pack but before  you could do that, Hoseok’s arms circled around your waist before pulling you rather roughly against him. His lips moved against yours with so much intensity that it makes you feel not only butterflies but a whole freaking zoo inside your stomach. The kiss is anything except for sweet, it is aggressive and fast. You are having a hard time trying to match his pace. 

Right now, you wish you aren’t so drunk. Because you want to remember this moment forever.

[Writer’s Note]:

Hello sunshines!

I hope you liked this one as much as I enjoyed writing it. I want to apologize to anon for not keeping it as sweet as you wanted me too but I found it really difficult to write a fluffy version of this so I made it rather angsty… But I hope the sweet ending covered it up and you don’t hate me too much after this. lol XC

P.S Please tell me what you think of the scenario and what you think I could have done to make it better! Or just send me a message if you want to talk! I’d would love to know about you guys more!

These gifs are not mine. Credits to the rightful owners.

Lmao i am legit done

Ok. Listen up you Yuri!!! On Ice whores cuz im only gonna say this once.


Half of the damn fandom has seen this manwha as a “substitute” for Yuri On Ice at the moment, but in all honesty, your bitch asses can’t handle the shit. ITS CALLED “KILLING STALKING” FOR A MOTHER FUCKING REASON. The whole damn tag is just filled with nothing but hate. Ok we get it, you fucking fujoshis just want to fetishize boys love. Lmao sorry honey but you better swerve back to your Ice gays and back the fuck up. Don’t shit on Killing Stalking cause you aren’t mature enough to handle grown up topics. Calling us “gross” when we’re reading it. Well lemme tell you something boo, that Junjou Romantica shit, Sekaiichii Hatsukoi bullcrap, Super Lovers incest shit, and other cliche yaoi, got nothing on this non yaoi ( cuz remeber yaoi= boyz love and there aint no love in this), non bishounen chin havin, well written, exciting, thrilling, work of art.

You can cry all day about it, but I bet your bitchass cant even go up to the damn author. Go to Koogi on twitter like right now and tell her what you think. Do you really think she gives a rats ass about your feelings? Bitch please she has other things to do.

Because I am just so fed up with all you hoes complaining, blocking, abusing people who actually wanna enjoy fiction. That’s right. Fiction. BECAUSE ALL OF THIS IS FAKE AND ITS NOT REAL. If you get triggered, lmao whose fault is that? You got curious and wanted to read the damn thing.

You fucking brats ugh. Piss me the hell off. Gotta ruin everything cuz it aint Yuri on Ice. WHAT DID U EXPECT. It aint Yaoi, Its not for the lighthearted, if you know you hate it stop talking about it .Drop. It. Not that hard.