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princess and the pauper | pt.5

You are the best thing that has ever happened to me. And if the universe tells me otherwise, I will defy all laws of gravity that tries to pull me away from you, because without you, I don’t know what the taste of life is anymore.


pairing: jimin | reader ; royalty!au pauper!jimin
words: 4.9k
genre: angst with potential fluff (okay this is just gonna make you relieved) 
summary: royalty was no adventure to you. but when you find yourself in depths of the kingdom for the first time, you didn’t expect to find your favourite adventure in the heart of a pauper florist.
a/n: i’m so fucking sorry for this oNE MONTH LATE UPDATE i drafted this 81273021847 too many times but thank you @yoongsigh for actually being an actual angel and support my late nights to commit to this. so here it is, the…..nOT FINAL CHAPTER.

pt.1 pt.2 pt.3 pt.4


The house felt quieter, a little more grueling with the silent self-abhorrence reeking the atmosphere and a little less hopeful with shattering dreams scattering at the foot of the door of the bedroom down the hall of the cottage.

It used to hold sonorous symphonies of endless laughter and melodies with mellifluous singing that bounced off the walls, the sweet giggles and contagious laughter that spread life to this flower cottage. It was the very voice that Jimin fell in love with, the one that he learns in hushed whispers as they spoke arbitrary declarations and confessions together under the night blue sky. The very one that he listens to lovingly as you ramble on and on about your hopes and dreams. It’s the very one he heard in all sorts of pitches and timbres, echoing in the back of his head like an unforgettable memory he couldn’t ignore.

It’s the very thing he heard broke in utter devastation as he watches you whisper goodbye, faint and weak, your figure disappearing in the nefarious mischief of the night.

Jimin doesn’t remember what heartbreak feels like. He recalls the first flowers he plants in the garden, as he sobs quietly at the dying roses in his hands because he didn’t take care of it enough. It was difficult to forget - the numbing feeling, the regret and unbearable thought of loss. Jimin particularly doesn’t remember what the side effect was but now he does feel it, right to the bones, piercing and spreading in him like a toxic poison, injecting his heart and soul in all the right and wrong places. Its like something in him withered because he just didn’t take care of it enough.


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Eldorado Headcanon

SO. I have a theory. [insert dramatic music here]

Okay, so, Miguel and Tulio. Backstory headcanon. Here we go.

Originally posted by harleyqquinn

So my roommate was watching The Road to El Dorado for the first time ever and I had the honor to accompany her on this great adventure. We get about half way through the movie and we pause for god knows why and I start explaining this thing that I thought out about the 4-500th time I watched this movie.

Q: Miguel and Tulio are friends and have been so for a long time, but where did they come from?

Headcanon: Okay, lets start with Miguel. 

Originally posted by kaladork

He’s kinda clueless. He even states that its Tulio that makes all of the plans. Why? Well, Miguel never went to school. He had time to adventure as a kid. He learned to play an instrument and performed for money, which isn’t uncommon. Also supporting this is when he just randomly jury rigs a guitar thing from stuff in the El Dorado market after a man runs into a market stall. 

His blonde hair isn’t normal for Spain, so it’s very likely that one of his parents are not from the country. In Spain, that usually means sailor. Assuming his father is a sailor, probably from Britain or some other commonly blonde European country that often sailed, Miguel was probably a bastard son, especially considering that he has a Spanish name and was raised to speak Spanish (as all the characters are spaniards from Spain who speak Spanish). Which reinforces that he was poor and did not go to school. This doesn’t make him stupid, just generally less educated and less confident in his ability to plan. 

So, if he grew up hearing about his father the sailor, he would probably idolize the idea of adventure, as he says in their near-death experience in the long boat. This also gives him time to meet and befriend Tulio. This lack of a father figure in his life is what makes him take up with the benevolent chief so quickly and fall in love with the stable and loving environment that El Dorado becomes for him, as he has never had this type of caring environment before. This is why he doesn’t want to leave.

This leaves Tulio.

Originally posted by teachingfeelslike

Tulio was schooled. He shows all the signs of someone who, compared to others, had some form of education. He is constantly reminding Miguel that you can’t do certain things in public and advising him to listen to the little voice in your head that “tells you to stop”. He dreams of gold. He said he “never had enough gold” during their admission of regrets in life. His schooling, likely limited, would have caused him to be around the more wealthy and powerful. He wants to get rich quick without working. 

He is also likely a Spaniard from two Spanish parents, as he looks more traditionally Spanish. He is more aware of what to do and not to do in situations as well, implying that he was exposed to important social situations as well. 

This could also mean that he/his family once had money, but then it was lost. This also supports his knowledge of social situations and eagerness to regain wealth and spend it quickly (as the scam they were pulling at the beginning of the movie was not their first, based on the wanted poster). This could mean a gambling/spending problem that perpetuates itself, but he also gambles smartly, so this could also lean towards “smart people lazy”. This would mean he doesn’t have attachment issues as much, because it’s not as smart for gaining wealth. This makes it easier for him to leave El Dorado in the end.

THE END


My roommate: How far into the fandom did you have to go to find this?

Me: I descended into Xibalba.

windmaedchen replied to your photo: Some more doodles. I’m spending more time drawing…

if I was able to DRAW him in the first place, without making him prettier (fucking up the back, I mean) I’d probably do the same. more drawing than playing.

HONESTLY I’m completely unable to capture his charming uglyness as well (I too fuck up the back / his posture most of the time, among other things) but that’s okay. We draw out favorites to our best ability, in our unique style. That’s what makes Fanart so awesome!

and if anyone ever tries to give you shit about your depiction of a character, send them to me and I’ll fight them.

chaosforeturnity  asked:

26, 33, 46, 66

What’s one thing that never fails to make me horny? Getting to rim him 😍oh lord.
Is it ever okay to not use a condom? Um well we never do but I have contraception, I think most people should use them if it’s a first time with that person, drunk or if you don’t have any contraception (unless you’re trying for a baby in which case I suggest you don’t use one 😅)
Random object you’ve masturbated with? Umm, I tried jumping a chair once in public I was so horny…whether or not it was discreet is up to those who were there
Strangest thing I’ve inserted into my anus/vagina?
I tried fitting an apple in my ass- still a work in progress! A knife, I sucked a tampon once and gave myself a wine enema by sticking the bottle inside my ass and emptied it!

Content warning: addiction

We were together for 9 months when I was 19. He had been in recovery for 5 years and was completely sober when we got together. The first time I stayed the night at his place (which was also the first time I had ever slept over a boyfriend’s house), I woke up to what I thought was him snoring super loud, so I turned over, only he wasn’t snoring, he was choking on his own vomit. Long story short, he relapsed that night and was overdosing. It was one of the most terrifying things I have ever had to deal with. No one tells you how to perform CPR on someone who is vomiting. I thought he was dead. I prepared myself to hear that he was dead. I tried to make it okay in my head, so when I found out he was okay, I lost it. I was thankful he survived but I went into his hospital room and broke up with him. I haven’t been able to sleep at a boyfriend’s house since. Sleeping is already a vulnerable thing, so is night time and being in someone else’s domain. The overdose made it even harder. He and I reconnected a couple years later, rebuilding our friendship. He was sober again but I had my guard up. I don’t think I’ve ever been in love but I think I could have been in love with him, had that situation not happened. Sometimes I look back and think I was right at the line of being in love. It’s always been hard for me to trust, but I slightly let my guard down for him and the worst happened. I’m struggling to let another person in the way I had started to let him in. It’s affected several aspects of my life. We had reconnected for 6 months when he started using again. I thought that if he ever used again, he’d die and I didn’t know if I could prepare myself for that again. I knew I had to let him go but for some reason, I felt like I physically couldn’t. I distanced myself. Then one day he called me and apologized for everything. I’ve been around addicts my entire life, so I didn’t believe him. I didn’t talk, I just listened. He said that as much as he loves me and wants to have me in his life, he knows it’s time we let go. He said that he knows I won’t be the one to cut it off because I care for him too much, so he cut it off. He said “This is the hardest thing I’ve ever done, but I love you more than myself. I know you don’t need permission but I’m letting you go.” His “permission” gave me so much relief. Him letting me go, cut the cord that had bounded us. It allowed me to let him go.

This is the last text I’ve received from him. It’s from a song called Burgh Island. It’s the song that played when we had our first kiss. We haven’t crossed paths since that last phone call. I don’t know if he’s dead or alive, and that seems easier than knowing if he’s dead.

In the end, maybe all I can say is I tried to.
I tried to breathe, saved up bandages like skin petals
and hanged them on windows to dry. I tried to kiss,
strangers who mean nothing until the first
tiptoe dance to that one song that may have been played
on the moon countless times before it is sent back to the earth.
I tried to want, good things, the ones that make me feel
lighter than a split-end of hair, like that first line of light
seeping through the eyelashes of dawn. I tried to love,
myself, more than anyone ever did, more
than anyone ever apologize for after leaving. And I am trying
to be okay with that. And sometimes that’s the hardest part.
—  Kharla M. Brillo, I’m Getting There

Wow okay holy shit so few months ago I learned about this pasta called orzo and bought it just because it looks like funny pasta rice and today I tried it for the first time and it’s literally the most delicious thing ever??????
I cooked it in chicken stock with chicken breast and tomatoes and DAMN

ok but can you guys imagine:

Furihata and Akashi are sitting on the couch together all snuggled up while watching a show, when Furihata hears a faint noise. He was pretty sure it was a fart sound but he couldn’t believe it. He looks at Akashi who starts to break out of his relaxed demeanor and just blushes like mad.

“I’m so sorry! I-I I tried to keep it as silent as I could okay!!” He panics and hides his face in mortification because that was the first time someone actually noticed him fart, and it was Furihata who heard it of all people! He expects his boyfriend to tease him but he just questions him like it was the most impossible thing to have happened. Ever.

“Oh my god, Sei, you actually fart???”

“Of course!! Like any other human being does! You don’t have to rub it in, Kouki!” He pouts and crosses his arms, acting like a complete child.

Furihata doesn’t laugh or make fun of him, he just grins like an idiot. “I just thought that someone like Akashi Seijuurou doesn’t fart. This is an amazing discovery!!” He says it like it was something he should be proud of Akashi for.

“One more question.” Furihata bounces on his seat.

“What?”

“Does that mean you poop as well!?” He asks excitedly.

“Shut up and just continue watching the show.” Akashi smacks Furihata in the head and holds him closer.

cannesandparis  asked:

Just dropped by to let you know that you are responsible for my heart stopping a million times over. I've been following your blog all day just to see all the joshifer goodness. So I guess it's also my fault. Tell me what it was like. How did you survive? And I need to talk to someone about all of this!

you’re welcome!  lol and cute name.

i was freaking out so damn much.  between the kiss and the handholding, i was practically incoherent for the rest of the night.

though, for me, the handholding was probably the thing i freaked out the most about.  it was just the cutest thing EVER.

this extremely emotional scene comes on, and her first thought is to reach for his hand, and she tries several times, and finally, he looks down and sees her hand and knows exactly what she wants, and grabs her hand, and UGH.  IT WAS THE MOST PRECIOUS THING.

even the way he was holding it.  i was just not okay.  and i have no idea how i’m possibly going to make it through this promo, and the premiere, and this movie.

I AM DONE FOR.

HAPPY SNOWFLAKEFACESDAY <333

Hello everyone, I’m Eva or @chapter-61, and this is my face. (I spent like half an hour trying to get a good picture, I tried okay?)

This is my first ever snowflakefaces, cus all the other times I missed/forgot it, woops. And yay! I found a flower crown thing!! And you’re lucky, cus my hair really tried their best to stay down today.

Also this is the first picture of myself on this blog, specially for snowflakefaces, but also because…. *drum ruffle*

I hit 2400 followers!!! Ayyyy!! How amazing is that?? (my dad said, when I started this blog, if I ever hit 10k, he’ll give me 3 million euro, so let’s try to reach that in like 2 years or sth ;) )

Is there something else I need to say? Oh yeah.

Thank you all soooo much. It’s unbelievable that I reached so many followers in such a short time, and I love you guys. I love this fandom. I love Carry On. <3

I think that’s it? Don’t forget to post your own snowflakeface today, we do it every last monday each month (or we try to).

Bye for now, I love you, and happy snowflakefacesday!

xxx Eva

story time

OKAY WHAT THE FUCK. i heard a fluttering sound on the ground, beside my bed, i go to look and my cat is like 2 cm away from this fucking THING just staring at it and hoLY FUCK I HAVE NEVER SEEN THESE THINGS EVER ??? first of all, i like insects, bugs all that shit, but what the fuck was this thing??? it was SO fucking huge and i mean REALLY REALLY BIG. i tried to get a look at it and pick it up and take it outside but hOLY FUCK IT WAS BASICALLY A FLY THE SIZE OF A GOD DAMN CENTIPEDE AND LIKE A HUGE ONE. ANYWAYS I WAS LIKE W T F AND I THOUGHT IT WAS DEAD BC IT WASNT MOVING SO I TOOK A TISSUE AND JUST AS I WAS ABOUT TO TOUCH IT MOTHERFUCKER WENT CRAZY AND STARTED HAVING A SEIZURE OR SOMETHING LIKE TF IM TRYING TO HELP U AND AT THAT POINT MY CAT WAS SCARED SHITLESS HIS ASS BOLTED TO THE LIVING ROOM AND IM TRYING TO THINK OF SOMETHING TO DO WITH THIS HUGE ASS E.T LOOKING SHIT SO I WAIT FOR FUCKING ASSHOLE TO CALM DOWN. I.HAD.TO.WAIT.FOR.A.BUG.TO.CALM.DOWN. WHAT THE FUCK. ANYWAYS HES JUST CHILLIN AND I JUST GRAB THE FUCKER AND let me just say.
HOLY SHIT I WAS HOLDING IT IN A TISSUE RIGHT SO AS IM WALKING TO THE BALCONY I TAKE A LOOK AT IT AND ITS THE BIGGEST MOTHERFUCKING FLY I HAVE EVER SEEN SON LIKE IT WAS THE LITERAL SIZE OF A KIT KAT BAR AND THIS BITCH TRYING TO HARD TO FREE ITSELF FROM MY GRASP AND I COULD FEEL ITS LITTLE STEROID INFUSED LEGS WIGGLING AND BOY O H BOY THIS LITTLE SHIT WAS STRONG FOR A BUG TF. SO I LET IT GO OFF THE BALCONY AND I WATCHED THE LITTLE SHIT HAVE A SEIZURE AND JUST FALL. HE MIGHT BE DEAD BUT PROBABLY NOT THE THING HAD HARD ROCK BUG MUSCLE . RIP