easily the best picture


Originally posted by markjin

Characters: Jackson Wang (GOT7) x You (OC/Reader)

Genre: Angst, Fluff

Length:   2,847 words

Warning/s: Mentions of depression, mild anxiety, mild physical violence and minor cursing…

A/N: Abrupt writing, something that I came up with while I am contemplating with my life ;)  Also, this is First person POV.  Zero proofreading was made here as well because I was too lazy lmao I hope you enjoy this!  Choosing Jackson as a character was not planned also, I just began typing his name when I am writing this hahahaha

There will always be a reason to smile… No matter how tough life gets… Or no matter how hard your battles are…

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ok I’m just gonna say. The latest episode gives me the heebie jeebies for some reason.. 

uniarycode  asked:

Best dork for the chosen ranking thing.

This was actually tricky, since we have to parse out who occasionally acts dorky with who is a true dork at heart. Dictionary definition of dork is “a silly, out-of-touch person who tends to look odd or behave ridiculously around others” and that’s important.

  1. Joe (when I looked it up, I saw his picture)
  2. Koushiro (he’d win best nerd easily, but isn’t as socially inept as we often believe)
  3. Yamato (surprisingly high, but read that definition and tell me it doesn’t fit him)
  4. Takeru (once you get past his unfortunate hat fetish, he’s got plenty of charm… when talking to anyone but Yamato or Meiko)
  5. Taichi (here’s a case of acting dorky being mistaken for actually being a dork)
  6. Mimi (win’s the girls’ race on the second tri. movie alone)
  7. Hikari (associating with Daisuke and Miyako keeps her out of last place)
  8. Sora (whatever word is the opposite of dork- that’s Sora)

Still taking “Rank the Adventure Kids” questions! I may sprinkle in a few more non-ranking answers over the weekend since I’ve gotten a few and don’t want to hold them up. Anything Digimon is fair game, so ask away!


This is the second part to “Hidden Truth”, I’m posting it now because I am leaving tonight to celebrate Christmas with my family until tomorrow night, so I won’t be able to post. I decided I wouldn’t make you wait on this one and give you the second part immediatly since there will be no imagines tomorrow! I wish you all an early merry Christmas! You have probably been the best thing that happened to me this year, including Joe and the buttercream squad. Thank you for all your love xx

Part 2 of Hidden Truth


It had been now over a week since I’ve been staying at Joe’s house. He had been an absolute sweetheart to me, I mean, he always have but ever since I showed up at his house in tears,he was treating me like a princess and it meant the world to me. I had to admit that for the past few months, where things were completely out of control with Tyler and I only developed hate towards him, I’ve felt something I’ve never felt before. Maybe something called love towards my best friend and it was scaring me to death because whenever our hands would accidentally touch, I would feel shivers all over my body. And this never happened with Tyler or anyone else before. 

As I was sitting on a chair next to the pool watching my friends having their own fun and hearing their beautiful laughs, I was writing in what teenagers would have called a diary but it was not exactly that. After he broke my heart,I began writing a lot. I wrote and wrote and I’ve described him as a hurricane, a drug. Now that I’ve started to move on,I don’t see him that way anymore. He wasn’t anything above ordinary,he was just a boy. A boy who abused my kindness and love and that was that. 

My upper body was covered with one of Joe’s sweatshirt that I bought him a long while ago and I wore a short since the bruises on my legs were all gone unlike the ones on my stomach,arms and back. That was the secret I haven’t told anyone. I haven’t seen my brothers in a while and I missed them a lot but if they knew that I’ve been hit and abused by Tyler since the last 4 months, they would lose their minds.


Oli and I were fighting in the pool and laughing like crazy as Caspar was vlogging us. I looked over to see Y/N  standing next to the pool, writing something. I noticed her outfit and I couldn’t understand why the hell she was wearing a sweatshirt when it was 40°© outside. I took a minute to admire her beauty. She was so focused on her writing. She had her hair in a messy bun and it was my favourite haircut of hers. I had to admit that having her around for the past week was amazing. Having the company of your best friend felt great, plus I could easily picture the two of us living in the house for the rest of my life. 

I felt Caspar hit me in the arm and I break out from my stare. “When are you going to make a move on her? Look at you,staring at her like a creepy stalker.” Caspar exclaimed and they both laughed. “Shut up.” I rolled my eyes and made my way towards her,swimming. I threw a bit of water towards her and she stopped writing. “Hey!” She whined with a smile. Oh my god, her smile made me bubble up on the inside. “Come on and join us. It’s like boiling hot, right now.” I laughed and her expression completely changed, she just looked down, not glancing at me or even giving me a small smile. She got up. “I’m fine,I’m just,um, going to get something to drink.” She said and walked off quickly into the house. I frowned at her reaction. Something was wrong. “Well done,buddy.” Oli said and they laughed. 

I just ignored them and got out of the pool. I noticed that there wasn’t any towel. I made my way towards the glass door and Y/N stood there. “Would you mind giving me a towel?” I gently asked and she smiled and bend down to the couch to take the towel. As she bend down,my eyes got wide as I noticed something that looked like a bruise on the small of her back. I felt myself filled with worry and anger. I truly hoped it wasn’t what I thought it was. “What’s that on your back?” I asked,frowning and her face turned pale. “There’s nothing on my back.” She answered but her voice cracked and I knew her all too well, she was nervous. She handed me the towel and I put it around my shoulders. She was about to leave but I grabbed her wrist. “Please, don’t lie to me.” I said dryly, still holding her arm. “Joe,it’s nothing.” She said, her eyes not meeting mine and I knew she was lying when she avoided my glance. I let her go and she walked towards the couch. “Y/N, please.” I said, still staring at her upper body. “I’m not lying to you.” She almost yelled at me and I couldn’t stand her lying like that. 

I quickly walked towards her and pulled up the jumper she was wearing. She tried to stop me but she knew I was a lot stronger and I felt my heart shrink as my eyes felt on the marks on her stomach. “What the bloody hell is this?” I snapped at her and I was sure that the boys heard but I didn’t even care. She took a step back by surprise and I could see that she was panicking but I was so pissed. I took a deep breath trying to calm myself down and got closer to her slowly. “Take it off.” I ordered and she wasn’t saying anything. She just looked down. I knew she was wearing her swimsuit,I could see the lace of it on the back of her neck. “Joe-” She tried to speak but I cut her off. “Just take it off.” I snapped again and she just sighed and pulled the jumper off. My jaw dropped as I saw more and more bruises on her arms and her back. I could feel the blood getting hot through my veins from anger and shock. As my eyes examined her body, she made a step back. “Who did that to you?” I asked in a softer voice even though I wanted to scream at her for not telling me. She kept looking down and it was getting on my last nerve. “Y/N, look at me and tell me who the hell did that to you?” I snapped and she suddenly looked up to me and when our glances met, I swear I could read her mind. “It’s him,isn’t it? It’s this fucking prick?” I snapped again and she nodded. I just let my hands go above my head and I was so fucking pissed. Not at her but at him. “How long has he been hitting you?” I asked, not yelling this time. “4 months.” She answered and her voice cracked. “Why didn’t you tell me? I would have kicked his ass!” I snapped again and it seemed like it was all I could do. “Why? Am I not supposed to be your best friend? We’ve known each other for years! How could you not tell me about this?” I yelled and it was clear that my words were hurting her but that’s not what I wanted. She didn’t answer, she just kept looking at me. I could see some tears coming out of her eyes and I felt bad for reacting this way.

I sighed and got closer. “I’m sorry. It’s just..pissing me off.” I said, accentuating the word ‘pissing’. “Because I love you.” She whispered and I frowned. “What?” I whispered back and our glances met again. “I didn’t tell you because I love you.” She said with tears streaming down on her face just as fast as they were the day she showed up at my door. “That’s also why you’re the first person I went to when I ran away from his flat.” And this time I was the one being quiet. My anger suddenly took off and my heart started to race. “And that’s also why I lied to you about what happened. I didn’t want you to freak out like you just did.” She managed to say between her tears. Even when she cries she’s beautiful. I felt like my heart was going to explode. “It’s because I’m in love with you.” She said and my heart skipped a beat. She loved me too. I’ve never felt such an amazing and overwhelming feeling. I was still so pissed and shocked and freaked out about what I just found out but her words were soothing. She suddenly wrapped her arms around my chest and I was afraid to touch her just like she was made of glass but I slowly wrapped my arms around her as well. I sighed and kissed her forehead. “I love you too.” I whispered and her head looked up to me with a small smile. I smiled as well and I was just about to lean in when I heard the guys coming in and we both pulled away from our embrace.


{Later that day ; 10:30pm}

After Joe ‘invited’ my brothers over and I explained everything to them and our friends, I sat outside on the couch that Joe had put here. Conor was absolutely freaking out about Tyler, he wanted to beat the crap out of him when Jack was more concerned about how I was feeling and about the bruises. They all wanted me to go to the hospital but I didn’t. All I wanted was to forget about everything and just spend time with the people I love. I held a blanket over my shoulders because it was a bit cold at night. 

I suddenly heard someone joining me. I looked up and saw Joe smiling. He was wearing the jumper I borrowed to hide the bruises this afternoon. He sat down next to me. “Are you okay?” He nicely asked and I nodded. “Yeah. I’m just thinking.” I answered and flashed him a smile. “I’m sorry about earlier.” He said and looked down. I frowned,looking at him. “For what?” I asked and he sighed. “Yelling at you.” He answered, looking up to meet my eyes. “It’s fine. You don’t have to be sorry, Joe.” I admitted and he just shook his head. “Of course, I have to.” He said and smiled. 

He stared at me for a minute and I frowned with a smirk. “What are you looking at?” I asked and his eyes met mine again. “Just you.” He said and couldn’t keep his eyes off my face. His answer made me blush. “You’re so beautiful, Y/N.” He said and leaned in slowly,looking between my lips and eyes. “And I am so in love with you.” He added and I felt my chest tightened from his words. 

I closed my eyes and felt our lips collide. One of his hand made its way to my cheek and pulled me deeper in the kiss, which was slow, steady and magical. I felt this butterflies in my stomach and it was one of the best thing I’ve ever felt. Probably the best thing actually. After a long minute, we both pulled away to catch some breath. “Wow.” Joe breathed out and smiled. Our foreheads were touching. “I never thought our first kiss would be that intense.” He whispered and it made me laugh. “Me neither.” I whispered back and we both chuckled before we kissed again and all of the previous actions were forgotten for the best.

anonymous asked:

The other day my kid sis (17) was talking about her stretchmarks and complaining "celebrities didn't have them". I did my best to tell her about how 'yeah they do! photoshop!' & even when you lose weight you can get them etc, but I got the feeling she was still down. Do you know of any posts off the top of your head you'd point at for the kind of "bullshit the media feeds you & how to push right thru it" thing? I've become more aware myself, but wanna give her better-worded stuff than I can say.

Yes! First of all, I have a body image tag that has a lot of posts in it that you can show your sister, but the one that I think of first is this one, a collection of unphoshopped Victoria’s Secret models who have stretch marks and cellulite despite being incredibly thin. Here are a couple of them:

This and this are also great posts about stretch marks. Here’s an article called 14 Hot Celebrities Who Have Stretch Marks Just Like You Do.

This is Halle Berry:

Chrissy Teigen


Lady Gaga

Kate Beckinsale

Scarlett Johansson

Bonus: Even Misha Collins has stretch marks

And so many more! These are just the best pictures I could easily find. EVERYBODY HAS STRETCH MARKS!!! Everyone with breasts, hips, butt, thighs, or a stomach has stretch marks, even if they’ve never been pregnant or overweight. You can get them just from growing. You don’t need to worry about getting rid of them, they are perfectly normal and natural and not ugly at all. Call them tiger stripes and lightning tattoos and try to love them. :)


I just met the people who mean the world to me on Saturday at The MEET & GREET! Submit your meet-and-greet stories to bryanstarsfanpictures@gmail.com. They are posted throughout the week.

Webster in Gartford , CT. They have been my heroes since forever and I owe everything I am to them. They’ve saved me more times that I can count. Honestly, I love them more than I love myself. I still can’t believe it finally happened. They told me they loved me. I can die happily knowing they love me. They were so sweet and nice and I was about to sob while hugging them. Vic honestly have the best hug I will ever have in my life, without a doubt. He also said I was cute and my jeans reminded him of the 80’s which then provoked Jaime to start chanting/singing “80’s, 80’s, 80’s..” which he danced to. Tony was adorable and mike was super nice, too. When I was going to take my picture with them, I just walked straight into Vic’s arms and told him how much I love him, how much he means to me, and how much he’s helped me. He hugged me back even tighter. Kellin was super sweet and gave me the biggest hug I’ve ever received. One of the best. He told me he loved me a lot and his voice made me want to melt. Justin looked so happy when I got the picture with him and I was amazing. Easily best night of my life and I know for a fact that nothing will ever top it.

After the Winter Soldier, Bucky lost all his physical skill related to art, but not the desire to make it. He draws pictures the could easily have been bested by a below average eight-year-old, but Steve frames all of them anyway, and no one dares mention it whenever they visit after Steve chewed Tony out the first time for telling him he should’ve thought twice before buying it at the art auction since he was clearly tasteless.