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anonymous asked:

Now that the anon mentions barbara. I feel like she's the only girl we have seen so kind of intimate interaction and public display. Not only the pictures from the concert but her comforting a crying Niall with Liam and his mom. And he actually taking her to spent New Years with him.

also…..😭 rmr their golf date….and he was helping her swing…..and when she wore his jacket at a restaurant…..and yes when she was comforting him during the very last JLS concert….rip…..

misdial; chanyeol

Originally posted by lullabyun

park chanyeol. reader-insert. 5,6k words. fluff/angst. au

—it all started with one misdial, then a second and a third and…

this one is for Sasha @floofyeol

3.12 a.m: missed call from Park Chanyeol

“You called me?” 

“Oh, did I? I’m sorry, it was a misdial.”

“Oh, I see.”

3.14 a.m.: incoming call from Park Chanyeol

“Hello?”

“Actually, I just wanted to hear your voice.”


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Remorse.

or… harry regrets breaking y/n’s heart

category: angst

I miss you.

His mouth is dry as he stares down at his phone, thumb hovering over the arrow that’ll send the text he’s longing to mail. With another deep breath, he studies the message over again, then begins to question himself. Should I write more? She deserves an apology. Maybe the word crave instead of miss. Yearn for? He deletes the text but retypes it in the same moment.

He’s never felt guilt this deeply before, he’s never so desperately wanted to turn back time and change everything– rephrase all of his words differently. Do things differently. The thought of him not being able to go back and change things hits him like a ton of bricks, sending his short nails into the palm of his hand.

A clap on his shoulder wakes him from his thoughts, and he looks up with attentive eyes. “Ready to go?” Jeff laughs, tucking his heel into the back of his shoe. “Reservations don’t hold themselves.”

“No, yeah.” he rushes, tucking the locked phone into the back pocket of his jeans. “Let’s go.”

“It’s my fucking job, y’know that, we’ve been through this a million times before. Get over it, angel.”

She scoffs in disbelief, untying the silk scarf from around her neck. “Get over it? Get over it. Over my boyfriend of nearly a year not telling anyone about our relationship—?“

“The media would go insane I- fuck I told y’this—”

“I’m not asking you to tell the world, Harry! Maybe your mom, your sister? My family? I’ve been lying to them for way too long, keeping an enormous part of my life away from them how’s that supposed to make me feel? Do you know how distressing it is to be introduced as a friend to you? To not tell anyone, not even my best friend how much you mean to me?”

“Y’do know it’s like that for me as well? A relationship is consists of two people—”

“Not that I’d know.”

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why did louis retweeted and commented that adidas post at the same time the world was crumbling down under harry_styles being active again? and the pictures display very obviously blue and green colours? he usually likes the tweets or the ig posts about fashion stuff, i dont think he has ever retweeted and commented things like that..and like..the pictures are so obvious? once is a coincidence, twice, three times, but this is like what? the 10th coincidence about this? 

anonymous asked:

i tried to blacklist everything that could lead me to see any spoilers....but it's pretty damn impossible, so fuck it! are you up for a recap of the evening? :)

ok ok ok i’ll rise to this challenge *adjust glasses*

It all started yesterday with blurry pics of shooting of the new season at Nissen with the girl gang, followed by rumours that some people saw Iman shooting stuff on her own (and since each season is from the POV of one character and they’re the only one to have screen time alone, that would mean Sana is main).
I don’t have links to the pics since I did not reblog them but they should be easy to find.
Now this news got a lot of people super excited, a lot super bummed, and a few islamophobes to send some anon hate around.
And some cute af headcanons and metas like this one about the Bakkoush siblings!

Cut to today, 3 months exactly after the last clip of sesong 3 dropped, we were all minding our own business when it drops: a new Facebook profile was created for an unknown SKAM character who seems to have connections to Even and Mikael. Mari is friend with the account so it looks super legit. A few pictures are displayed publicly on said profile: we meet Yousef Acar.

Shortly after, a new Facebook profile for Sana is revealed. While we are all distracted by it the Yousef account turn private and we can’t access the pictures again (but we screenshot them sooooo). And just as I am typing this I discover the Sana profile has just been made entirely private. :o But here’s a screenshot of her profile pic.

Then, the most perfect anon ever points out to me that Mikael is in more than one picture with Yousef. I am forever grateful.

A few minutes after contemplating my new children, the gay suddenly hit me: Yousef and Mikael aren’t just guys being dudes!

Now, not sure what happened since you asked me this ‘cause I’ve been busy answering you but my post about Youkael has gotten a lot of attention and everyone is freaking out about Sana, Even, and Youkael.

ALT ER LOVE AND ALT ER GAY!

Things Derek Nurse has done that has caused him to be blocked and/or removed from the SMH group chat
  • gone into Lowes or some fucking where that has deck displays and taken a picture of himself standing on it and then sent it to Dex with the caption “Still wanna deck me?” along with several winking emojis
    • Dex blocked him for a week
  • taken a video of himself turning off the lights somewhere and going “guess you can’t punch my lights out when they’re already off”
    • He was immediately removed from the group chat
  • sent a picture of the night sky filled with stars from fucking Utah or somewhere with the caption “no need to hit me until I see stars, I just had to travel”
    • he was removed from the group chat and Dex blocked him for a week
    • He then sent another similar snap to Dex that said “fuck me until I see these all night long” and Dex deleted himself from existence
  • opened an actual can of gummy worms and sent the picture to the group chat whenever someone brings up something unpleasant with the caption “don’t”
    • He gets removed and then added right back because “no no he’s right”
  • He didn’t get removed or blocked for this but one time he got in a fight with someone (coughoneofhisroommatescough) and he sent a picture of himself to the group chat meaning to send it to just Dex with the caption “Should’ve rolled with the punches” and he has a blackeye in it and the entirety of the Smh was in an uproar
    • It took less than ten minutes for them to track down the person that beat him up
    • He’s sitting in the kitchen at the Haus with Dex bandaging him up and Bitty stress baking and then laughs and says to Dex “when did we get married? I didn’t know you were a Nurse”
    • Dex said, verbally, “I’m blocking you”
    • Bitty nearly choked on the word “Fine”

Ridge - Roadkill to shelf

WARNING !! This post contains photos and descriptions of dead animals, skinned animals, decomposition, maggots, and the general gory details involved with cleaning up bones.

I’ve gotten a couple asks about the methods I use to clean bones, so I thought I’d put together a quick summary of the journey of my female Badger, Ridge, from road to shelf. It’s not really a tutorial, but I have almost kind of written it like one - keep in mind this is just Ridge’s personal cleanup journey, and all the steps she went through while being processed (it’s pretty similar for all my roadkill though) It’s a bit garbled and I haven’t really clarified anything… Hm. Maybe I will put together a proper tutorial in the future. For now, this is Ridge~

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anonymous asked:

26 Sterek

26. “According to US Weekly, we’re married.” Also on ao3!

“According to US Weekly, we’re married.”

Stiles punctuated his statement by slapping down a copy of the offending tabloid magazine on Derek’s coffee table, none too gently. The table wobbled a bit from the amount of force he used, a steaming cup of coffee nearly spilling all over the table.

Beaming up at him from the glossy front page of the magazine was a blown up picture of him and Derek on the set between shoots. It was slightly blurred around the edges thanks to being zoomed in on so very much, proving just how much of an invasion of privacy it was.

He couldn’t know for sure who had taken the photo, the article not disclosing the photographer, but Stiles had a sneaking suspicion of who it was nonetheless. He would have bet anything it was that creepy little snake Matt Daehler, the disgusting paparazzo who had made a name for himself by stalking celebrities and their families.

For the past few weeks, he had caught glimpses of someone slinking around behind the scenes, the hairs on the back of his neck rising whenever he did. Just a few days ago his suspicions that it was Daehler had been confirmed when he witnessed him lurking around one of the sets.

And now a picture of him and Derek was being circulated nationwide, various tabloids and newspapers hosting articles speculating about it. The picture was even being discussed on talk and morning shows that apparently had nothing else to talk to.

He folded his arms over his chest and raised an unamused, expectant brow at Derek who merely blinked up at him. When Derek failed to say anything, Stiles gestured emphatically down at the magazine.

In the picture, Derek was wearing one of his outfits for the movie: a dark navy blue waxed cotton jacket over a black sweater, dark jeans, black boots, black sunglasses…and a wedding ring. It was crucial to the role he was playing, the movie focusing on a single father raising his daughter while struggling with depression and PTSD.

It was sure to be a classic, full of emotional scenes highlighting the everyday challenges of life with mental illness, centering on the main character, Tyler, learning how to juggle his own issues along with his daughter’s. Rather than glorify or romanticize both Tyler’s mental illnesses and his self-care, the film explored the nitty gritty truth of depression and PTSD and suicidal thoughts.

However, while Derek’s wedding ring was necessary for the movie, the matching ring on Stiles’ hand was not.

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04. how many strokes, baby boy?

JiHope (MXM)
Werewolf!AU (Alpha!Hoseok, Omega!Jimin).
This is literally just filthy sex, co-written by my bae caitlyn. <3
Warnings:  BDSM, daddy kink, choking, overstimulation, anal sex, spanking.

AO3 Link 

Hoseok groaned massaging his shoulders and let out a humorless laugh, isn’t it ironic that the physiotherapist would be the one that needed a massage? He was scrolling through his messages when he caught sight of Jimin’s name. The little brat had changed his display picture, he narrowed his eyes and clicked his profile picture. Hoseok eyes widened in shock as he read Jimin’s status, “Daddy, I need you…” Hoseok swallowed his pants feeling his pants immediately tightened as his mind went through the events of last night, specifically the scene of Jimin tied by his own belt against his headboard whimpering ‘Daddy’. Hoseok groaned, he knew that Jimin was teasing him and couldn’t resist teasing him back. He played out his rage well convincing Jimin that he would be facing his alpha’s rage when they met next and instructed to him that if he wanted to be forgiven, he was not allowed to touch himself.

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anonymous asked:

:D Hey Miss Immortal!!! Can I request a fluff?! Chocobros catch their s/o staring at them, then s/o just smiles and tells him that he has a beautiful soul. <3 *heart flutters*

HELLO CUTE ANON! <3 Of course you may request a fluff- this is sooo up my alley omg- this is the kind of fluff I live for! :D Enjoyyy! Tagging @rubyreddemise because this Prompto drabble is my fluffy pride and joy and I feel you will appreciate it Ruby! <3


Noctis: Noctis has been fishing on the pier at Galdin Quay for HOURS. The guys are getting tired, so they quietly excuse themselves, leaving you alone with Noctis. At first, Noctis grumbles at losing his audience, but then calms down when he notices that you are still sitting just behind him, next to his tackle box, counting and sorting the different lures that he has managed to collect during his travels.

When you eventually finish sorting the lures, you glance up at your prince- no… king! You frown slightly at your persistent mistake- you always forget that he’s technically the King of Lucis now… since his father had passed in the Imperials’ attack on Insomnia. Your gaze softens as you fix your eyes onto Noctis’ strong and regal side profile. You still can’t believe that he chose you… that he wanted to be with you. It was just so surreal.

You don’t know how long you just sit there on the wooden slats of the pier, staring at your dear boyfriend, until Noctis yawns and stretches languidly with his arms spread wide. He pops his joints slowly before shrugging a few times to get his blood flowing, and you giggle softly at how adorable your young king is. Noctis’ midnight blue eyes immediately meet yours and he raises his eyebrows in amusement at your spaced-out look.

“Hm?” he hums his unspecified question. You blink and smile adoringly at your favourite person in the world and lean forward to press a chaste kiss to his cheek. You retract from him slowly and absolutely adore the light blush settling upon his pale cheeks.

“Nothing sweet heart. You’ve just got such a pure and beautiful soul and I can’t stop falling in love with you.”

Noctis’ eyes widen comically at your admission before he turns his body to face yours before leaning forwards, his eyes shutting blissfully just before his lips touch yours. You both share a sweet kiss on the pier, and for once, Noctis isn’t upset that his catch got away.


Prompto: You and the guys have just finished dinner and are now idly partaking in your usual nightly wind-down activities. Noctis is playing King’s Knight on his phone, fist-pumping to himself whenever he manages to beat a difficult level. Gladio is performing a light workout consisting of squats, push ups and sit ups. Ignis has just finished washing up all the used cutlery and is now leisurely reading a magazine. You are seated beside your sunshine boyfriend on the ground, and the two of you are leaning your shoulders against each other, viewing the pictures that Promto took during the day.

“Hey, the lighting’s good in this one!” Prompto turns his head towards you and grins, the corners of his bright blue eyes crinkling slightly. You lean closer to take a look at the picture display on his precious camera and find yourself smiling at the shot he took of yourself and Noctis grinning and hi-fiving each other after the conclusion of a battle.

“Yeah, you really have a knack for this Prompto,” your praise your boyfriend. He blushes at your kinds words- he always blushes when you pay him any type of compliment- and turns back to his camera with a little giggle.

Hehe, well… you know… the subjects of the shot are pretty amazing so…” you frown as you notice Prompto’s shoulders slump. You gaze at his side profile as he stares sadly down at the picture of you and Noctis. After a few idle moments, you lean forward and pepper soft kisses across Prompto’s jaw, making him gasp out of surprise. You shut your eyes and focus on the feel of Prompto’s slight stubble against your lips and smile as you feel him tilt his head to give you better access. You continue for a few short moments more before leaning back from your boyfriend and opening your eyes once again.

He’s staring at you, gaze soft, camera still clutched in his hands. You offer him a soft smile and brush some of his floppy blond hair from his face in a tender gesture. You’re both quiet for a bit, just looking at each other- forgetting that the others were milling around you, getting ready for bed.

“Why do you always look at me like that? I’m nothing special,” Prompto smiles sadly at you. You shake your head in slight disbelief, and look deep into those clear blue eyes that you love oh so much.

“I can’t believe someone with such a beautiful soul would think so lowly of themselves,” you say, your voice slightly reprimanding. Prompto laughs awkwardly and you continue speaking, “you’re amazing and I am so lucky to be yours.” You lean forward and press your lips tenderly against Prompto’s, eyes open and staring intensely into Prompto’s.

You watch as Prompto’s eyes tear up, as they clasp shut, and as he pulls you closer- his camera in his lap- kissing you with more fervour then before. You pull away and gasp for breath, and Prompto leans his head against your shoulder. His shoulders are shaking, and you know he’s overwhelmed by your admission. You bring your hands upwards to card through his hair- a comforting gesture.

“I love you, my dearest sunshine.”

“I love you too, my favourite muse.”


Gladio: Gladio grunts as he flops onto your shared hotel bed at the end of a very long day. You take a page from his book and flop down right beside him. Both of you are staring up at the generic off-white ceiling, appreciating each other’s warmth in comfortable silence. After a few peaceful minutes, Gladio lets out a sigh and sits up on the edge of the bed. You remain on your back, but you let your eyes linger on Gladio’s tense back.

“Babe, I’m gonna go grab a shower before bed. Do you wanna go first? Or come with me?” Gladio winks at his last suggestion. You sit up and slap him playfully on his muscly bicep.

“I think I’ll pass, you horn dog. You go do your thing- I’ll wait till you’re done.” Gladio grins at you before pressing a sweet kiss to your lips and making his way to the adjoining bathroom. You sigh happily, watching your boyfriend disappear into the bathroom.

You’re not sure when your eyes shut, nor do you know exactly when you fell into a tiresome sleep- but you awake the moment you feel the bed dip beside you. Cracking your eyes open, you catch sight of Gladiolus Amicitia sitting on the edge of the bed, wearing nothing but sleeping pants. You admire the garuda tattoo splayed across his back and trace the intricate patterns up and down his back with your eyes. Your gaze trails towards his damp, brown hair and traces the sharp lines of his jaw.

You suddenly find yourself gazing intently into Gladio’s curious, yet warm amber eyes. He smiles sweetly at you, and your heart flutters at the intimate gesture- you hardly ever get to see his unguarded smile. He’s got an image to keep up, after all.

“See something you like?” he murmurs, his gravelly voice rumbling low in his chest. You nod slowly, a blissful smile overtaking your lips.

“My Gladio’s beautiful soul.”

Gladio falls back on the bed, turning onto his side and gathering you carefully into his arms. You sigh at the warm contact of your cheek against his bare chest. Letting your hands roam his back freely, you cuddle closer to your much larger boyfriend.

Gladio lets out a short laugh, pulling you closer to himself.

“A little clingy tonight, aren’t we?”

You frown and pull away slightly, “you want me to stop?”

Gladio shakes his head, pressing a kiss to your temple and tucking your head back against his chest.

“Never.”


Ignis: You watch in awe as Ignis works his way around the portable gas stove with grace and poise. He consults his recipe book and adds in just a pinch of salt before stirring the risotto he is currently crafting. His hands are free of his gloves, and you watch his pale, elegant fingers work their magic as your evening meal is being prepared. You finally stand and make your way towards Ignis as he shut off the stove and begins to dish out five servings of food.

“I feel bad that I can never help you out with the cooking…” you admit quietly, taking two plates of food being balanced precariously on Ignis’ free arm. Your boyfriend of four years nods his head in thanks before turning back to the pot and serving up more.

“Darling, it’s absolutely fine. I enjoy cooking for you all,” you glance at him after you’ve handed the plates off to a rather famished Prompto, and don’t doubt the royal advisor’s words for one second. The small smile of contentment on his face as he served out the last of the risotto onto the final plate confirmed his love of cooking for you all. You move to take two plates from him, but he brushes you off gently when you reach for the second plate. You look up and lock eyes with his moss-green gaze. “It’s fine. I’ll do it, you go and eat- I know you’ve had a rough day.”

Your eyes widen at Ignis’ astute observation. You were indeed having a rough day, what with… that TIME of the month cramping your style and all (pun totally intended). But you hadn’t mentioned your issue to Ignis or any of the guys- it was slightly embarrassing, being the only woman in the group and all.

“Iggy… gosh. What did I ever do to receive so much love from such a beautiful soul?” you say, your voice incredibly soft as you regard Ignis with wide, reverent eyes. Ignis simply smiles down at you and quickly presses a chaste kiss to your lips.

“You brought me unending happiness, and a reason to give value to my own life outside of being Noctis’ advisor.”

Ignis pulls away from you and hands Gladio his plate of food before settling down onto his folding chair. He waits until you are seated beside him, and silently urges you to take a bite out of your favourite meal. You tear up at the wonderful flavours that hit your mouth and you smile gratefully at Ignis.

“How is it?” Ignis asks.

You nod slowly, regarding your boyfriend with a tender gaze.

“Amazing- as always.” Ignis positively beams at you before taking a spoonful of his creating into his mouth and chewing. Your heart fills with an unquenchable warmth and you find yourself falling deeper into Ignis’ juxtaposed suave and innocent charms.

I was thinking about more ways to keep Colin without Jen (and not fuck up CS) and another idea I had was Future!Killian. Our Emma and Killian can appear in the season premiere while there’s also a mysterious figure skulking around who doesn’t show his face. At the end of the ep they leave town happily together and we see that the figure was Killian - only there’s something a bit different about him. He’s come back in time for reasons that are slowly revealed over the course of the season and maybe also tie into whoever the new guy and/or the young girl are.

At the end of the show he goes back to his own time, where Future!Emma is waiting for him. He’s succeeded in his mission and we get our epic CS reunion, or if Jen can’t appear, we just see him walking into their house with his wedding ring on clear display, pictures of them on the walls, etc, and turns around to face someone the audience can’t see with a smile and just says, “Swan.”

The Braves - Chapter 1.

Today is a very special day.

It’s @titaniasfics birthday.

Everybody knows what she did for the fandom, how she helped, beta-ed, encouraged so many of us, how she believed in us, every single day.

So today, please, let’s join into celebrating her.

My dear C, here is for you … the WW2 story I told you about.

@akai-echo just surpassed herself with the banner (it’s so perfect !!!) and @dandelion-sunset did the beta-ing part :)


Un très joyeux anniversaire !!!

With love!

THE BRAVES

Chapter 1.

“God not only plays dice, he also sometimes throws the dice where they cannot be seen.” Stephen Hawkings.

April 1942, Panem, France.

Rain was falling heavily on the trees, clicking on the roofs, echoing in the streets of the town, soaking the man’s shirt.

But he couldn’t move.

One single move, and the sentinel standing closeby would undoubtedly see him.

He just couldn’t get caught.

There were barely two hundred meters left to reach Peeta’s house, to get to the safety of his home. Two hundred meters, but they were always the longest and most dangerous.

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King of Hearts

Request: could you do a fic about jefferson and hamilton both trying to impress the reader? c:

Pairing: Thomas Jefferson x Reader

Warning: it’s a Criminal Minds AU so murder and rape are mentioned several times but none of it is graphic, also angst- hellaaaa angst

Kink Tag: none

AU: Modern/Criminal Minds AU

Word Count: 6041 (yes, really)

Song: “Not Afraid Anymore” - Halsey

A/N: Welcome to the first day of the @hamwriters Write-A-Thon in celebration of us gaining 1K followers there! This au ripped my soul to pieces becuase I love Criminal Minds and this had to have an angst ending. Sorry in advance but hope you enjoy and see you tomorrow for femslash day.

unsub = unknown subject (aka the bad guy)


John rapped on your office door twice and held up a file once you looked up. “We got a case. NYC. It’s pretty bad.”

You stood and grabbed your tablet, looking through the files as you walked with him to the conference room. “Ten bodies? Why are we just now being called in?”

“Lead detective on the case was stubborn.” You snorted and he smiled at you. “But the details got leaked to the media and his captain made the call.”

“The media’s already running the story,” you asked as you sat down at the round table, nodding at each member of your team.

“Yeah,” said Maria as she leaned back in her chair. “They’re calling him the ‘King of Hearts.’ Saying he’s the worst thing that’s happened to the city since the Son of Sam.”

Angelica looked up from the files. “Are we sure it’s one unsub?”

George Washington, your team leader, sat down and smoothed his tie as he did so. “You think it’s more than one?”

“Like partners,” asked John.

Angelica shook her head. “No, I don’t think they’re partners. There are two different MO’s. The only thing they have in common is that they both take things from the victims.”

“Does he leave the things he takes with the next victim like the Reaper,” asked Hercules.

“No,” said Maria, looking over the files. “I’m betting they’re both keeping the items as trophies.”

“Or giving them to a significant other as gifts,” you interjected.

“All good ideas. We’ll talk more on the jet. Wheels up in 30,” Gwash commanded.

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anonymous asked:

Hi, I'm not a teen but my daughter today came out to me as a trans boy but I don't see how she can be. She's only 16, I don't think she should be making these decisions now and shes never shown any signs of this even though she's said she's known for 6 years at least. What do I do? I'm scared for her. She wants to change her name and me to call her " he and him". I want to be supportive of anything she, or I guess he, does and I will try but I have no idea how.

Charlie says:

trust me, your son is probably pretty sure of his identity if he’s chosen to come out to you.  This news might be surprising to you, but there aren’t always signs a person is going to end up, or secretly identifies as trans (and they might not show any if they feel they’ll get backlash for it.)  Over the years, there might have been “clues” but they might not have been the ones you were looking for as well.

The best way to react to this is, of course, to be there for your son and show him that you’ll be accommodating to him and his transition, whatever that means in this situation.  If he’s already asked you to use he pronouns, I would really try to learn those quickly, along with his new name if he chooses one.  Be proactive in helping him by asking him questions, like “do you want to go shopping for clothes?” “Are you comfortable with us displaying pictures at home of you before coming out?” Or if he wants a binder or anything gender affirming of the sort.  If he wants a legal name change, do your best to get that legal process going. 

He might not know if he wants to transition medically yet, but even if it’s hard for you I would do your best to respect his wishes.  There are already so many hoops to jump through legally etc that your parental approval doesn’t guarantee anything right away, and he still has to go through gender therapists who will help him work his feelings out so that he isn’t doing anything rash.

Supportive parents of trans kids really, really make a person’s quality of life better, so it’s great you’re trying to be one.  Remember to always listen to his needs, because every trans person is different and this response might not encompass his, and have a positive outlook. If anything, helping him will only make your relationship better.