even now and then a bad one

And then all of a sudden you find that all your broken pieces start coming back together. This fits here and that goes there, and little by little you start to build back up. You can breathe again, and remember when that felt like it’ll be the last thing you ever do? Look at you now. And even if it only took one person to be the reason for the storm in your eyes, you finally realize that another could be the reason why you never give up…

I guess it really all does happen for a reason, the good and the bad.

—  c.f. // “I told you better was coming”

pandorabox82  asked:

Berena #10? Please?

10. The breeze is so cold but your hand is so warm and your lips look so kissable.

Bernie Wolfe does not deal well with the cold. Fact. The usually tough as old boots big macho army medic’s big nemesis is the dip in temperature. It’s probably due to an adult lifetime of being in the Afghan desert or other hot locations during the British winter months. Serena finds it adorable how at even the slightest dip in temperature the woman will not go outside without her hoodie wrapped tightly around her and, if it is really the middle of winter, her gloves on and an extra top under her scrubs. Perhaps even her coat if it is really cold out.

They’re having one of those moments now, sat in the peace garden together after a particularly bad trauma case. The breeze is rustling the leaves around them, and a wind chime tinkles somewhere above their heads. It is bizarrely serene despite the chill in the air, and Serena is dwelling in her thoughts, allowing herself to relax momentarily before they return to AAU. She can feel how cold Bernie’s hand is in hers, and wonders when the trauma surgeon will suggest they go back inside.

She turns to look at the woman beside her, and smiles at her profile. Her rosy cheeks, the blonde strands of hair which have escaped fluttering across her face. Bernie turns to look at her and squeezes her hand, before leaning in and kissing Serena softly. They both smile into it and enjoy the moment. A brief bubble of joy in an otherwise chaotic day. Somewhere just outside the peace garden an ambulance siren wails. The two surgeons smile at one another, and walk back towards the hospital hand in hand. Into the warmth, but away from the peace.

guys remember on my valentine saeran post in the tags i said i hardcore ship myself with saeran and even draw like that self-insert fanart

i wasnt kidding you guys like at all

i got those “draw your squad” pics and made some

someone please help me f CUK

(sorry they’re bad btw but fuck it i think theyre funny and im tired and idk just have this because i need to write) ((also featuring 626 bc i love her and idk y cause she sucks)) ~Admin 404


okay sorry guys bye im disappearing now ~Admin 404 

anonymous asked:

Hey! Could you do an Raphael (shadowhunters) x reader with #1 #4 #18 #38 #47 #48 from the january drabbles? Its okay if not all of them are im if they dont fit ❤ Reader is a male Shadow Hunter but kind to the down worlders but also very good with fighting but also loves a book every now and then? Thank you both!

Raphael Santiago - “Boo!“


You closed your eyes and were barely able to contain the scream that was about to escape your lips. Until you realized that maybe letting it out was exactly what you needed to do to make him regret it.

“O, come on! You’re a bad ass shadowhunter!” He shifted his weight from one leg to the other. “Can you please stop screaming?”

“Why don’t you come over here and make me?” Even though you had gotten used to your boyfriend being a creepy vampire lurking in the shadows of New York, you had not grown used to his constant attempts to scare the hell out of you, just because you were a great fighter.

“Did I scare you?” He placed his hands on your shoulders and his bright smile and the twinkle in his eyes made it impossible not to forgive him immediately.

“Yes, you did!” You crossed your arms over your chest and pouted. “And you knew it!”

Raphael’s grin widened and he shrugged his shoulders. “I would say that I was sorry, but I’m afraid I am not. I have never been sorry about any moment we shared together.”

“I could have done with quite a few less heart attacks.” You rolled your eyes and Raphael let out a loud laughter. “I’m still surprised you fell in love with me at all. There are not that many impressions worse than my first one.”

“You fainted…straight into my arms. You know, if you wanted my attention you didn’t have to go to such extremes.” Raphael curled his pale white hands around your neck and pulled you a little closer towards him. “But at least it made you stand out.”

You raised your eyebrows. “It made me stand out? Fainting is what made me stand out? I’m a bad ass shadowhunter with a huge book collection and fainting makes me stand out? Mister Santiago, if you are trying to make up for the terrible start of this date, you are not understanding the process of making up at all.”

“Would you prefer a more human approach?” Raphael pressed his chest to yours. “Do you…” He hesitated for a moment. “Well…I mean…” He almost trembled over his own words as if there was a part of him afraid that you would say yes in the end. “I could give you a massage?”

This time it was your turn to laugh and you shook your head. “Your human approach is not what makes you stand out, Raphael. Don’t even bother, please.”

“Then what did you have in mind?” He pressed his forehead to yours. His skin was, as always, slightly colder than yours, but still you enjoyed his hand caressing your cheek.

“I know that you’re a vampire and have qualities you haven’t shown me yet.” You bit your lip when you realized what you were saying. “And no, I didn’t mean it like that! I’m an innocent, cute boy if you’re not a demon causing havoc, I wouldn’t make such demands!”

Raphael was however smiling and his voice was barely a whisper. “No one needs to know that you’re not as innocent as you look.” He paused for a moment and his nose brushed yours. “I’d love to fulfill wishes like that.”

“Good to know, but I was actually thinking about something else.” You locked your gaze with his while your heart started racing in your chest. “I want to watch the stars on the roof of the empire state building.”

“This is without a doubt the stupidest plan you’ve ever had.” Raphael spoke softly, before he smiled at you again. “Of course I’m in.”

Ok today was one of those very bad days when you can’t even make it out of bed and I spent most of it with a blanket over my face but I had to go out for a social work thing, no idea how I made it, now I’m back home and I’m so exhausted and empty I feel like hibernating forever.
Sorry this was my little goodnight. To you all who made it through the day: you did great

hamiltonyay  asked:


hope this is okay :)

“I’d rather walk into traffic.”

While having a new baby was bliss and Anthony and Jasmine found themselves falling in love with almost everything about it, the one thing they didn’t love was the lack of sleep they were getting, even four months into it and Aria sleeping only slightly longer through the night.

Jasmine cuddles into her husband’s chest at almost the exact minute crying is heard from the baby monitor, Anthony groaning when he hears it. He debates letting his daughter cry it out, but when he realizes that she has no intentions of stopping until one of her parents come, he looks down at his wife, praying that she would make the first move.

“How bad do you want to go get Ari right now?” He whispers when he realizes she’s not moving, Jasmine sighing as she laughs, turning her head into his stomach.

“I’d rather walk into traffic,” She replies, Anthony laughing as Jasmine nudges at his chest. “It’s your turn anyway, just go rock her or sing to her. She’ll fall back asleep in a few minutes, and then you and I can sleep,” She whispers, moving just enough for Anthony to slide out from underneath her.

His feet pad against the cool hardwood, gently pushing the door open to the nursery that he remembers putting together just before Aria entered the world. Now she cries relentlessly in her crib, only slightly calming down when Anthony picks her up, gently settling her up against his shoulder.

“It’s okay, princess. You’re okay, Daddy’s here,” He whispers, walking over to the rocking chair, gently sitting down. He rocks slowly as he sings the lullaby he wrote for her, waiting until he realizes she’s asleep before he makes any moves to put her back in her crib.

He quietly shuts the door behind him, making his way back to their bedroom, Jasmine waiting until he was settled before she rests against his chest, rubbing slowly.

“I heard you singing to her,” She whispers, turning her head to look up at him. “She has you wrapped around her little finger, and I’m loving every second of it,” She laughs, Anthony laughing along with her.

While the lack of sleep and the end of them not being able to sleep through the night didn’t seem in sight, Anthony takes comfort in the fact that he’s working through this with his wife, both of them keeping each other sane through it all.

anonymous asked:

OMG throw back to 'jd and Martha are stepsiblings' au JD taking Veronica out to do crazy shit cause she tells him about how "I want to be rebellious and drink and go to parties but I don't want to corrupt Martha???" So he's like "I'll take you" even though he was a huge herd in HS now that he's in college he can get in literally everywhere. So they drink and party and she turns to him like "theres one last thing on my list." "What?" "Lose my virginity." Haha yeah do with this what you will

Horny Veronica jumps his bones and is surprised to learn that he, despite being a Certified Bad Boy™ is just as untouched she is

honestly can people stop giving kanye a pass for every incredibly disgusting thing he says and does? his support for bill cosby was ignored. his sexual harassment of taylor swift, amber rose, and rihanna in the famous video was absolutely inexcusable, yet venerated as “art”. it even got several vma nominations. his consistent slut-shaming against amber rose and other women is often glanced over. his casting call for “biracial women only” in one of his music videos was excused because apparently casting calls are supposed to be that specific. some blamed his tirade against black empowerment and support of donald trump on the kardashians influencing him (HOW? when they all supported hillary clinton?). and now he’s met with donald trump himself in trump tower. what else does he have to do to let yall know hes a bad person? portray himself in a giant fucking orgy with donald trump, among several other rapists, racists, and women abusers? oh wait. he already did that…..

There are a lot of things that seem like the end of the world. Like when the person you like stops talking to you once you sleep together. Or when you have to watch a person you’re supposed to be over date someone else and you realize that sharp pain in your chest probably means you’re not actually over them.

But what’s even harder is losing someone without getting to say goodbye and not having anyone to talk to about it. Or having to hurt someone you care about because you know what’s best for them and it’s not you.

There are so many times in our lives that our hearts will break. And the bad news is, one of those times will be worse than all the others. But the good news is, it’s probably not what you’re going through right now.

How I want Lotor’s introduction to go this time:

LOTOR: “I am crown prince Lotor, son of Emperor Zarkon, the ruler of the universe. I come to tell you your planet has only one chance to escape destruction.”

LOTOR: *gasp*

LOTOR: “And who are you, my pretty?”

ALLURA: “I am princess Allura, and I order you to- “

LOTOR: “Not you, woman! You, the tall muscular handsome one with the chiseled jaw and a bad haircut.“

SHIRO: “Uhhh..”

KEITH: “Fight me!!! Man to man! Right now!!!

LOTOR: “Wait, I..  I didn’t even suggest the duel yet…”


when is a bed not a bed?

when it’s a prison. when it’s a morgue. when it’s 4 in the
evening and you
can’t get out from under the covers. when you just want to study but
every bad thought
is hitting you and all the bruises are showing. nothing is working. you’re tired
but then again
you’re always tired. you’re always tired.

did he ever love you?

short answer- no
evidence- he’s with her now. he could’ve been with you but instead you’re alone
and you can’t
bring yourself to think of her as anything less than something ruinous,
something with blood on her hands.
you ignore the taste of metal in your own mouth,
like your innocence really is still there after everything.
like hers wasn’t.

are you going to survive this?

survive what? the divorce or
the emptiness? the way your dad fell out of love with your mom or
the way the boy in next semester’s guitar class is
never going to look at you like you
mean something to him.
survive what?
be more specific. the answer is only yes sometimes.

—  please answer truthfully. this is a test– lily rain 
Actual things I thought while reading Killing Stalking
  • Me: Mmm, that stalker is bad news, lmao I don't know man he's kind of creepy. Need to watch out for that guy, hahaha.
  • Me: Sangwoo is a precious cinnamon roll awww
  • Me: Holy shit, I was wrong.
  • Me: Fuck I was wrong.
  • Me: Burn that fucker with fire RIGHT NOW.
  • Me: You know people normally just have skeletons in their closet but you sir, you don't half ass it do you? Nope, you just HAD to one up everybody and have a FUCKING NAKED HOSTAGE IN THE BASEMENT.
  • Me: I can't fucking read this anymore
  • Me: *still fucking reads*
  • Me: No! Don't kiss him!
  • Me: Okay, at least they're not doing anything sexual.
  • Me: Fuck.
  • Me: Yeah he's a stalker you and that's creepy sure but at least he's not a SERIAL KILLER.
  • Me: Well it can't get much worse.
  • Me: A fucking card game are you kidding me?
  • Me: Yoonbum you didn't actually kill him okay? Sangwoo was just beING A HUGE DICK.
  • Me: YES Seungbae!
  • Me: Phew, Seungbae.
  • Me: *suspicious crutches look suspicious*
  • Me: Gee a shopping trip sounds like the perfECT TIME TO ESCAPE.
  • Me: *started binge reading at like 2am* Fuck is that the sun?
  • Me: ...........Fuck I'm hooked.
I lied to myself. The truth is I’m still mad in love with you. I still think about you, your kisses. I miss you so much and it breaks my heart to see how you’ve moved on so easily. You didn’t deserved me, you and I both know that. I ended things with you because I wanted to make you suffer, but I’m the only one in pain. I’m the only one crying while you are smiling like if our love was just a bad memory. You broke my heart and you don’t even know that. Even if I’m the one who can’t breath right now, I’m still wondering if you’re happy wherever your are.
—  detoutetderien 

My favorite headcannon is that Jack has an amazing singing voice and he doesnt even know it.

One day when they’re driving in the car, Bitty has his Sappiest Love Songs Ever playlist going, and Jack’s hitting every note in If I Ain’t Got You. By now Bitty knows Jack can sing, so he posts a video of Jack just going at it on his twitter. The offical Falcs account retweets it. Lin-Manuel Miranda retweets it. Bad Bob retweets it with a “He definitely got that one from his mother”. #WhatThePuckZimmermann is trending #1. The world absolutely loves that this big, quiet, awkward hockey bro also belts it out to sappy love songs on long drives, and Bitty is so proud they finally get to see a part of the real Jack.

Okay so if you followed me for the few days before episode 12 was released, by now you’re probably aware that this is not how I wanted the anime to end.

But allow me to stress one thing that changes practically everything about my post-ep 12 feelings: This is not the end.

If this were the end, if this were the only season and there were no promise of another one then boy, I would have been pissed, to put it lightly.

But it isn’t over. That’s the point.

Yes, I wanted both Victor and Yuuri to retire, get married and live happily ever after in Hasetsu or Saint Petersburg or anywhere as long as they’re happy and married (and pair skating ofc). And yeah, I do feel like the anime was building up to both of them retiring and the development of episode 12 was forced and practically felt untrue to the characters, as though the writers were disregarding the past 11 episodes, but I can all but forgive them for such an inconsistent finale because it wasn’t a finale. It was a transition, and a sloppy one at that imho, but the point is that this is not the end.

I think most of us by now agree that they changed the last episode sometime in the last few weeks after realizing how popular the anime is and that having a decisive conclusion right now would kill the chances of a second season and when something’s popular and does well with the audience then killing the chances of a second season is a terrible idea.

So they basically did the opposite. They bet everything on the promise of a second season, going as far as delivering a final episode that tried to please everyone and ended up sort of annoying a good portion of the fans.

But you know what I say? Fair enough.

Because I also wanted more backstories and more domestic moments and more character interactions and just more. More than 12 episodes could cover. So that’s exactly what we’ll get. We’ll have more.

And I’m sure there are people out there who say that “I’d rather have one wholesome, perfect season than two, especially if the first one ended so poorly.” And yeah, I get those sentiments but I’d rather give Kubo and the team the benefit of the doubt and trust them to make an equally (or more) amazing second season, rather than write it off as trash just because it was somewhat inconsistent with season one. They have months to work on that story and I’m sure they can come up with something good in this period of time.

The finale to season one of YOI has left me unsatisfied.

But am I disappointed? Do I feel betrayed? Did it ruin the anime for me or make me love it any less?


Because if for the price of a lesser finale to episode 12, we can get another season of twelve episodes that could potentially even top this one then that’s a price I am willing to pay.

Victor and Yuuri can retire and get married at any point in time in their career. So long as they’re together, I believe everything will be fine.

And if I can get an extra 12 episodes and my perfect happy ending then not even a weak finale to one season can kill the joy in me.

Voltron fic recs, the sequel


I’m struggling to get any personal art drawn this evening so I thought why not shower you with fic recs instead? 

As with any rec list, please pay attention to the tags and warnings <3

Entangled - 48K (WIP); klance; When Keith found himself mentally linked to Lance of all people he certainly never imagined that it would be a useful asset in team Voltron’s fight against the Galra Empire. Now if he can just keep his feelings in check, they might actually have a chance at defeating Zarkon.

Not That Bad - 68K; klance; Lance, flirty barista extraordinare, accidentally gives Keith a cup with his phone number on it and promptly freaks out. Things escalate from there. Or, a college AU featuring coffee shops, silly rivalries, motorcycles, arcade games, friendships, and lots of warm, fluffy feelings.

thread our way through a string of stars - 23K; klance; Lance, a humble astrophysics student, finds a strange guy sitting in his customary research spot. A strange guy looking for aliens, no less.  Lance isn’t going to stand for this.

‘Shiro and Keith’s Kickass Fighting Techniques’ by Lance Sanchez - 12K; klance; Lance starts with one role model and ends up with two, a myriad of confusing emotions, and a notebook filled with condemning evidence which Hunk must never see.

pepsicola - 10K; klance - It starts like this: Lance looking up at the scoreboard only a few days into his Garrison training and muttering to himself, “What the hell kind of a name is Keith?” Or, Keith and Lance fall in love. Eventually.

tropical drink melting in your hand; we’ll be falling in love - 12K; klance; Keith just wanted a summer job to help pay for college. He didn’t expect to be coworkers with a complete asshole who hated his guts. He didn’t expect to fall for him, either.

Dewey Despicable - 4K; klance; “To the toddler who left coffee stains all over the ancient myth books…” Lance spills coffee over some books in the library and finds an angry note when he returns to the scene of the crime. He can’t resist responding.

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An interview with Viktor Nikiforov - @victuri-doubleb 

World’s most eligible bachelor NOW ENGAGED! 

Follow Victor Nikiforov’s epic journey in finding his one true love, starting from a drunken request to love on ice. For the first time, he shares his life changing moments with the world, his heart revealed. A history maker. 

In the Shadow of a King - @pencil-amateur

Takes place mostly during/ after episode 11 and before episode 12.
“JJ’s younger brother is bad at dealing with his inferiority complex”

Kiss and Tell - @bee-sauce///

Yuri doesn’t have student loans even though he went to college in America.
Yuri knows how to pole dance.

Victor fails to put two and two together until Phichit reveals the reason behind both.

Sacrifices vs decisions - @ victuri-doubleb ///

Victor and Yuri are preparing for the Grand Prix series. As Victor teaches and advices Yuri day by day, he notices, that no matter what, the state Yuri is in right now, he will not be able to win. Yuris performance is perfect yet it is still lacking something…this something…will Victor be able to discover it and how will it influence Yuris performance? Will everything turn out well, or will Victor and Yuri have to face a situation, neither of them did expect to happen. Will it put them both for a choice, whether to go on and risk everything, or to be satisfied with how things are and try their best to make sure things won’t become worse…

Slacking Off - @nooowestayandgetcaught///

In which Yuuri raws Viktor under the mistletoe. (A lot of mistletoe. A whole ceiling’s worth.)

Take Me into Your Loving Arms - @simply-emily24///

It’s all been happening so fast. Yuuri breezed through the Four Continents and the World Championships, staking his claim on gold for both events. It’s the night of the exhibition gala and he and Viktor have quite the surprise planned for the audience. 

Two L-words - @simply-emily24///

It’s happening.  They have the rings.  They have the programmes down.

And right now, they just need to do something to calm Yuuri’s nerves before the big night.

You Wear Your Best Apology - @simply-emily24///

Fame and glory aren’t meant to live forever.  As the winds of springs sweeps through, the former champion and his coach are easily forgotten, replaced by the next young things.

Then why is Yuuri trying so hard to hold onto it?

Don’t forget to tell these amazing authors how amazing their work is!!

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