Why I Fell in Love With Your Sign

Aries: Your wildness is intoxicating. Your aggressiveness and passion makes me want to spend every second riding on your high. I fell in love with you, because you raised the stakes and made life exciting again. 

Taurus: You are adorable and your charm never fails to woo me. Your love sends me falling for everything that you do; your cute laugh, your delightful hugs, and your darling chivalry. You remind me of an old school love. I fell in love with you, because I need to protect you.

 Gemini: Your flirtatious and competitive nature makes me learn to let go and not take myself so seriously. I’m infatuated with your carefree persona, but allured by your intellectual and darker side. I fell in love with you, because you keep me fascinated by you. 

 Cancer: Your gentleness and warm heart wrapped its arms around me right away. Your feelings were so raw. You felt pain, happiness, and wishfulness making me want to share my every waking thought with you. I fell in love with you, because you made me human. 

 Leo: Your confidence invigorates me and your energy gives me euphoria. Your touch is like magnetism and I can’t help myself when I’m with you. Your everlasting smirk and your thrilling drama complete me. I fell in love with you, because you electrify me.

 Virgo: Your ambition and determination leaves me in constant admiration. You ooze dominance and are incredibly compelling. I’m mesmerized by your will, strength, and intelligence. I fell in love with you, because your power consumes me with desire.

Libra:  Your calmness surrounds me like a rain coating an umbrella. Your intelligence and wit keeps me smiling. Your love is sweet and pure as if I don’t need to be anything but myself. I fell in love with you, because you make me feel like I can be myself.

Scorpio: Your mysteriousness intrigues me. Your intensity keeps me living on the edge and you consume with your love. You make me want to yell and scream, but you make me want to kiss you and hold your hand to wherever we escape to. I fell in love with you, because you defy everything I’ve ever known. 

Sagittarius: Your love for the world is exhilarating. You make me feel every breath I breathe, even when we are on the ends of the earth together. Your laugh fills the room and your warmth envelopes my heart. I fell in love with you, because you won’t ever let me let go.

Capricorn: Your wisdom continues to captivate my soul. You know everything to say, everything to do. You shift the perspective of the world; all my doubts, all my anxieties, all my sadness feels like nothing when you’re there. You shield me from the demons of life and guide me to angels. I fell in love with you, because you protect me.

Aquarius: You are everything I’m not. You always finish my every thought, my every sentence, and my every desire. Our romance is reveting. You’re the one that entices my fire but keeps my flame cool. I teach you how to love yourself, and you teach me how to love others. I fell in love with you, because you complete me.

Pisces: Your deep soul enchants me like a beautiful dream. I’m hypnotized by your mind and the way you think differently from anyone else. Your creativity takes me to a place of child like wonder, but your intelligence takes me to a place of great knowledge. I live to feel the way you feel and long to see what you see. I fell in love with you, because you amaze me. 

So Jesse Tuck has been wandering for several years, waiting for Winnie to turn 17. In the winter of 1897 he settles in New York, planning to stay for a few years. It’s close enough to New Hampshire that he can get to Winnie when she finally is old enough. The people and city are changing constantly, so it takes the edge off his wanderlust.

He’s in the middle of a busy intersection one day when some horses pulling a cart get spooked and charge towards him. They run straight at him and he dives out of the way, but one of his legs gets run over. Obviously he is fine, but there are enough onlookers that he can’t just get up and walk away. One of those people, a boy around the age of 15, comes to help him, picking him up and moving him out of the street. A bundle of newspapers lies abandoned on the street corner where the boy was just a minute ago.

Gently, he sets Jesse down on the curb, careful not to bump his “hurt” leg. Jesse is holding his ankle at an awkward angle, trying to make his perfectly healthy ankle look like a normal person’s foot would after getting run over.. After checking his leg and determining that the ankle got the worst of it, the boy looks up and introduces himself.

“Jack Kelly, newsie for the World. What’s you doing wandering around here? Ya homeless?”

Jesse grimaces at the half true statement. “I’m new here and I was wandering around looking for work.”

At this, Jack brightens up. “Hey, we could use a couple more boys in Manhattan to help distribute papers, if ya want? Pay ain’t too great, but we gotta place to live and mostly enough food to go around.”

Jesse grins back and stands up to get going, barely remembering that he shouldn’t be able to walk. He fakes some pain and dramatically collapses on the ground. “Got anything I could use as a crutch? I ain’t gonna be able to walk too well without one.”

Jack shakes his head but offers his shoulder. “I ain’t got anything with me, but I’ll check with the guys back at the house. Oh, and what’s your name?”

Jesse thinks for a second. His name will most likely be his identity for the next few years, assuming he stays with the newsies that long. He doesn’t want to use his real name- that can be traced too easily and he’s still spooked after the Yellow Man. He glances around, looking for an idea, and the moment is growing awkwardly long. Finally he grins. “You guys can call me Crutchie.”

From Con to Con (Part Five)

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A/N: Guess who got a lot of writing down this week because work was slow! Hopefully I’ll get my stuff together so I can post more chapters soon. :) Thanks for all the comments, likes, and reblogs. Love you guys! 

Pairing: Rob Benedict x Reader

Warnings: drinking, language, self-loathing, physical and verbal abuse

Word Count: 2,517

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“I wish that I lived in Sweden because It seems like such a great place to live and also because Victoria is such a good role model. I hope she is allowed to have her chance to rule because she is someone to aspire to be like and history would be better off with her having a place in it. (Although I understand how Swedes could feel different.) All of the Swedish royal ladies are just fantastic in their own ways.” - Submitted by Anonymous

It’s a good night

Pairing: Chris LaSalle x Reader

Word Count: 1852  (lol this was supposed to be drabble like)

Warning: Fluffy stuffz

You had done it and you were so excited that you were going to burst.  The move from Tampa to New Orleans had been a huge change for you but you did it.  As you danced around the newly unpacked living room, a knock sounded from the front door drawing your attention.  You laughed as you saw your new landlord standing there.

“Afternoon, Loretta! What can I do for you?”  There was a bright smile lightening your face as you leaned on the door.  Loretta held out a gift basket for you.

“I wanted to make sure you were settling in alright and know that I am glad you are here.”  With one hand you took and basket and the other you hugged the woman.

“Loretta you are the best. Thank you so much.  Come on in.  Don’t mind the mess though.  I still have a few boxes that I have to get upstairs.”  She followed you inside looking around the front hall and living room.

“Mess?  This looks wonderful.  You have made a lot of progress in just two days.  I hope you are taking a break too.  Get some time in for yourself before you start work.” Laughing you moved to set the basket on the coffee table.

“You sound like my mother. Yes, ma’am.  I was hoping to go look around down town tonight for a little while.  Any suggestions on where to go?”  

“Oh my dear you are in for a treat then.  My good friend Dwayne owns a bar in that area.  He is playing piano tonight with some of the jazz boys.  It’s a mighty fine show.  You should come on down and join me for a bit.”  The excitement welled up further in your belly.

“Oh Loretta that sounds great.  Should I dress up or anything?”  Loretta shook her head with her signature smile.

“Just wear something comfortable.  It’s not a fancy place.  Though you may see a good looking man or two.”  She winked at you as she headed towards the door.  “I will see you tonight, my dear.  It usually starts getting busy ‘round nine so I will make sure to save you a seat.”

“I will be there! See you tonight.”  Loretta left and you started dancing like a mad woman around the living room again. New Orleans was getting better by the day.

You twirled in front of the mirror making sure your sundress looked good from all angles.  When you felt satisfied, you brushed your [Y/H/C] hair, slipping on a headband.  The basic flat sandals completed your look.  It was comfortable to sit and enjoy the music and cute enough to make you feel good about yourself.  The scenery from the back of the cab made you smile.  All the lights of the city and the happy people on the sidewalks and streets. The bar was not difficult to find. Loretta was right when she said that the place started picking up around nine.  The music had people up and dancing as you made your way to the bar. You saw Loretta before she saw you. She was sipping something with an umbrella as she watched the entertainment.  Laying a hand on her shoulder you took a seat on the empty stool next to her.

“You were right, they sound great!”  Loretta turned, grinning at you.

“So glad you made it, my dear.  Get a drink; their next song will be coming up.”  You motioned to the bartender for a beer.  By the time you had finished half of the bottle a good-looking guy walked by you, stopping to hug Loretta.

“Evening Loretta.  Did I miss anything?”  The man made a similar gesture, as you had to order a beer.

“Only a couple songs, Christopher.  Dwayne is on fire tonight.”  You smiled at the exchange finishing off the bottle and setting it on the counter. Turning your back on the bar, you leaned against it.  Loretta nudged you with her elbow.  “[Y/N], this is Christopher.  One of the finest NCIS agents in NOLA.  Christopher this is my tenant and newest New Orleans resident, [Y/N].”  Smiling wide you extended your hand out towards him to shake.  Chris did the same.  His hand very warm in yours.

“Mighty fine ta meet ya, [Y/N].  Just call me Chris.”  You nodded to him, a bright smile plastered on your face.

“Nice to me you too Chris. You two work together?”  He took his beer from the bar moving to sit on the other side of you.  Loretta took notice immediately with a knowing smile.

“Yeah, we been working together a few years now.  We are like family.  What brought ya ta New Orleans?” The two of you talked for well over an hour before you realized that Loretta was no longer sitting beside you.  She had moved herself to a table across the room with Percy so they could watch not only the entertainment but also the sparks flying between you and Chris.  The pair had a bet going on how long before Chris asked for your phone number.  Percy said he would wait until the end of the night. Loretta disagreed and said it would be before midnight.  You and Chris seemed to be enjoying yourselves very much.  Chris pulled out his phone not long after leaning over to put your number in it.  Percy groaned loud passing a five-dollar bill to Loretta.

“I told you.  Look at them.  There is something special right there.  Just wait and see, we will be at their wedding someday.”  Percy rolled her eyes as she sipped at her beer.

“Yeah we’ll see.  You know how LaSalle is with the ladies.”  Loretta gave her a stern look before refocusing on you and Chris.

Chris was easy to talk with. Your second beer was still full as it sat on the bar.  The two of you had been discussing the sights of the town and all the places you needed to try once you were settled.

“I am going to gain a hundred pounds living in this city I think.  All this stuff sounds so good.  Please tell me there are beautiful places to go walking so I can work off those beignets you were telling me about.  I will probably eat those every day.”  You laughed though it was lost in noise of the bar.  It had only grown worse in the last thirty minutes.

“There are a few good places to walk or run.  Maybe I could show you sometime.”  Chris suggested before he downed another water.  He had decided against more than one beer, in hopes he would be able to drive you home after hearing you had taken a cab downtown.  You grinned at him.

“I would love that.  Mind if we go outside now, though?  The noise is getting to be a bit much in here for me.” Chris nodded setting the water glass on the counter.

“Come on Sugar belle, there is a few tables outside we can try.”  Your cheeks flushed at the name as Chris held his arm out for you.  Glancing over at Loretta across the room, she motioned for you to go with him.  If Loretta was encouraging you to go, Chris must be a good guy.  You looped your arm through his and the two of you walked outside into the cooler evening air.

“Oh that is so much better. I can hear myself think again. Thank you.”  You flashed him another bright smile.  Those smiles appeared so easily around him tonight.  His own face lit up as he pulled out the closest chair for you to sit.  It had been ages since anyone had the manners to do that for you.  Who was this wonderful guy?

“I’m glad ya feelin’ better. It does feel good out here tonight. I’m glad we got outta there.” Leaning back in the chair you looked around the walkway and the street watching all the people pass by.

“This place is so alive. I am so glad I have a chance to live here and enjoy it all.”  Chris hadn’t taken his eyes off you since the pair of you had moved locations.  His enjoyment right now consisted of watching your enjoyment.

“This is a great place ta live.  Ah love it.” When you looked back at him, the expression on his face made you blush.  You were starting to like this guy a lot.  It was exciting and scary all at the same time.  So much changing for you now.  For another two hours, you and Chris continued with the easy conversation. It was almost two in the morning when you looked at your watch.

“Oh my God.  I can’t believe how late it is.  We have been talking for four hours Chris.  I have to get home.  I still have a ton of unpacking to do before work next week.” You stood up gathering your purse and phone.  Chris stood up with you not wanting the night to end.

“Ah know ya took a cab here, but Ah can take ya home if ya want.  That way you aren’t wastin’ the money.”  With a nod and a grin, you agreed.

“The money wasn’t anything to worry about but I like that I can spend a bit more time with you.”  Now it was Chris’s turn to blush.  He looked even cuter as he tried to hide it by looking down at the ground.

“Come on Chris, which way to your vehicle?”  Holding out your hand to him, you waited for him to take it.  You could tell he was surprised for a moment then he took your hand in his and walked off towards his truck.  The ride back to your house went entirely took fast in your opinion. There was not enough time with Chris but you took what you could.  As the truck pulled up to the house, he told you not to get out yet.  He ran around your side and opened the door for you, helping you down out of the cab.  

“When you are out with me expect to have doors opened for ya.  You deserve it.”  Grinning like a crazy person, you leaned against the truck.

“So does that mean I can expect to go out with you again?”  Chris laughed nervously as he stood before you.

“Ahm hoping so.  Will you have dinner with me tomorrow?  Ah want to see ya again, [Y/N].”  Your hand squeezed his forearm.

“Pick me up at six tomorrow. I will be ready and waiting for you.” If he could have jumped up and down with excitement, he would have.  Instead, Chris beamed at you.  

“Ah will be here own time Ah swear it.  Now get in the house before Ah keep you out here all night talkin.”  You laughed leaning up to kiss his cheek lightly.

“Okay fine.  I will see you tomorrow, Christopher.”  He watched you walk in the house and close the door, making sure you had turned on the lights before he got in his truck headed home.

“Damn, it’s a good night.”

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Send "ஐ" and I will generate a number for a fantasy related AU
  1. Shrek: My muse is locked in a tower and your muse must save them for a rude, wicked, little prince/princess.
  2. The Little Mermaid: Mun’s choice of who is the merperson and who is the sailor
  3. Labyrinth: My muse wishes away someone that is important to them and comes face to face with your muse, the Goblin Monarch
  4. Beauty & the Beast: My muse takes the place of someone else in your muse’s prison. Pretty self explanatory. Most people know the story of Beauty & the Beast
  5. Cinderella: My muse is poor and dreams all day of a time when she won’t be stuck with her evil stepparent and stepsiblings. Your muse is the prince/princess that meets my muse.
  6. Snow White: My muse runs away from a bad home situation and finds a great place to live in a shelter in the middle of the forest. Your muse will eventually massage life back into my muse with a soft kiss
  7. Mulan: My muse defies all cultural and social convention to fight in a war. Your muse is the one in charge of the armies.
  8. Legend: My muse is a fairy in love with your muse, a human. Though it cannot be.
  9. Peter Pan: My muse tells stories to children every night and your muse whisks them away to Neverland.
  10. Peter Pan Option 2: My muse tells stories to children and your muse is a captain of a magnificent ship that just so happens to steal my muse away from Peter Pan.
  11. Interview with the Vampire: My muse is an interviewer and yours is a centuries old vampire.
  12. Interview with the Vampire Option 2: Your muse turned my muse against their will into a vampire.
  13. The Wolfman: My muse is your muse’s widowed sister in law. Feelings are high when your muse has been bitten by a werewolf.
  14. The Wolfman Option 2: Your muse has been bitten by a werewolf and my muse is the Gypsy Woman that saves you from death.
  15. Van Helsing: My muse is a monster killer and yours is a vampire hunter and they must work together to defeat a great evil
  16. Van Helsing Option 2: My muse is a vampire and your muse is a vampire hunter.
  17. Dracula: My muse is the first victim of your muse.
  18. Dracula Option 2: My muse is the reincarnation of your muse’s one true love
  19. Dragon’s Heart: One muse is a dragon and the other is a dragon hunter
  20. Pea Pod: Aliens have invaded and our muse’s closest loved ones are acting different. Our muses soon realize they are being taken over by the invaders
  21. Once Upon a Mattress: My muse is a poor princess/prince sent to marry your muse. But they must pass a test to be shown as worthy. The test is laying on a bed of mattresses with one tiny little pea beneath it.
  22. Hey Brother: My muse is an animal (mun’s choice) and your muse shoots their loved one. By some old magic, your muse is turned into that animal and has to depend on my muse to get them back to normal.
  23. Don’t Go In the Water: There’s a shark killing people on the beach. One muse is the town sheriff and the other is a marine biologist and must team up to kill it.
  24. Pirates of the Seas: My muse is a pirate captain searching for treasure. Your muse is a mysterious being leading mine to their destination.
  25. Evil Us: Our muses are twins/siblings/cousins that just so happen to kill people.
  26. Monster Mash: Our muses are classic monsters at some lame boo bash. What type of monster is up to muns.
  27. Children of the Corn: My muse is a creepy child in a town where adults have been murdered. Your muse is an adult who breaks down in this creepy town.
  28. Nightmares: My muse has a nightmare about a horrible man/creature that can kill them in their sleep which just so happens to be your muse
  29. Independence Day: My muse is a government official and your muse is seen as an idiot in lots of social circles for their belief in aliens. This all changes when aliens invade and they have to rely on each other.
  30. End Of Days: Zombie AU of your choice
  31. Mad Love: Our muses are both dangerously in love and completely bad for each other. One muse is completely murderous while the other is the henchmen/woman.
  32. Tangled: My muse is locked in a tower and your muse comes to help them by climbing up their long hair
  33. Shaggin’ Wagon: Your muse was a spy in the 60s and was frozen to be brought back to modern times. My muse is a modern spy that is set to be your partner.
  34. Ghost with the Most: The roles are up to the muses, but one muse is a mischievous ghost and the other has just recently moved into the ghost’s old home
  35. Let Them Eat Cake: My muse is the ruler of another country and is sent to marry your muse.
  36. Happy Days: 1950’s AU. Set within a world that is in black and white, my muse (a black and white inhabitant) falls in love with your muse (a technicolor inhabitant)
  37. Burlesque: My muse is a fairly conservative person while your muse is a burlesque dancer/owner. My muse wants to learn how to dance and your muse teaches them how.
  38. Ah, Real Monsters!: My muse falls through a portal and enters a world where all bedtime monsters live. They soon come to depend on your muse, a monster, to help them get home.
  39. Crypt Keeper: My muse is being held by yours in a crypt where no one can hear them.
  40. Clown Killer: Our muses are kidnapped by a killer clown and must work together to escape him.

Pairing: Seth Rollins/Colby Lopez x Reader

Prompt:  you’re my new neighbor and we’ve never spoken but you saw me shoveling snow all day and i guess it must be pretty obvious how cold i am because you brought me a jacket and made me hot chocolate

A/N: Getting started on Christmas fics :) If you ever want to be tagged in any of my stories for a specific character or just all in general just lmk :)


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Caspar’s New Neighbour

Caspar blinked as he watched the young woman struggle to open the door while also holding the box.

It wasn’t that he didn’t want to help, because he did, but he was also curious to see how she thought she would manage it. Because the door to his building was difficult enough when both hands were empty.

“Do you want a hand?” He asked, wincing as she jumped and the box fell to the floor.

“Holy shit.” She leaned against the door, her hand to her chest, eyes wide.

“Sorry.” Caspar mumbled, dashing up the stairs to lift the box. “I hope there wasn’t anything breakable in this.”

“No, just some books.” She offered him a small smile. “Although my heart may need some restarting.”

“Sorry, again.”

“It’s fine.” She laughed, going to grab the box, but Caspar stepped back, shaking his head.

“I got this. Just lead the way.”

“You sure?”

“Was heading inside anyways.” He shrugged, a smile on his lips. When she turned back to the door, he studied her.

She was cute, not really his type, but there was a flash of someone else’s face through his mind, someone that would look good with this girl at his side, someone that would definitely consider her his type.

“I’m Caspar, by the way.” He told her as he followed her into the building.

“Y/N.” She replied, glancing over her shoulder, that smile still on her face.

Yup. Caspar thought, Joe would love her.

“So you’re new here?”

“Just moving in today.”

“It’s a great place. Ever lived in London before?”

“No. Actually, I’m from the country.” Y/N told him shyly, tucking a piece of hair behind her ear. “But there is a good job opportunity here in the city. So I moved.”

She’s perfect for him.

“You’ll love the city.” Caspar grinned over at her.

He spent the next hour helping her bring boxes up from her car, chatting easily with her.

And once the boxes were in her flat, which happened to only be two down from his they had discovered, he helped her start to unpack.

As he talked with Y/N more, Caspar only realized further how perfect she would be with Joe. But he didn’t want to flat out ask her to go on a date with his mate, because he didn’t want to scare her away.

So he concocted a plan.

“What are you doing tonight?” He blurted out as they sat on her floor, pizza box open in front of them.

“Caspar, I just moved to London literally today.”

“Well, you could have had plans.”

Y/N let out a laugh, “I don’t, but thanks for thinking I have friends.”

“You have me now.” He smiled. “And I was going to invite some of my mates over. So you can become friends with them too!”

“I don’t want to intrude…” She turned shy again, but Caspar shook his head.

“You won’t be. Plus, I kind of know where you live. So I can just come steal you.”

“Fine. I’ll come over. On one condition.”

“What’s that?” He asked, taking a bite of his pizza.

“Let me use your shower? Because I’m all sweaty and refuse to meet your friends looking like shit.”

“Deal.” Caspar nodded.

Hours later, he swung his front door open to reveal Y/N standing there, looking nervous.

“Oh good, thought I’d have to come steal you.”

“Well, you did let me use your shower…”

“Who’s at the door, Casp?” Josh called out from behind him, and the blonde moved to the side, allowing her to step in. His eyes immediately found Joe across the room, watching for the other man’s reaction when he saw Y/N.

And Caspar had been right all along.

Because as soon as Joe’s eyes landed on hers, his face turned to one of awe.

“Everyone, this is my new neighbour. Y/N.” Caspar gestured towards the boys. “Y/N, these are the boys.”

“Hello.” She offered them a small wave, but Caspar noticed that her eyes were locked on Joe, a small smile directed towards him.

“We have Josh, Conor, Jack, Mikey, Oli…” Caspar pointed at each of the boys as he named them, smirking as he finally pointed at the last one: “And this is Joe.”

“Hi.” Joe smiled over at her, taking a half step froward.

“Hi.” Y/N replied.

“Joe, why don’t you show Y/N where the drinks are?” Caspar encouraged, watching as his best friend blinked in surprise before nodding.

“Right. Drinks. Right this way…” Joe put a hand on the small of her back, leading her towards where the drinks were.

Josh raised an eyebrow at Caspar as he moved to join the boys, leaving Joe and Y/N alone.

“You had this planned, didn’t you?” Josh asked, but Caspar just acted surprised.

“Planned? I planned nothing!”

“Right.” Josh chuckled. “Well, looks like you’re plan is working.”

Caspar looked over his shoulder to see Joe and Y/N standing close together, laughing softly.

Yup, He thought to himself. They’re perfect for each other.

16 Things I Would Want, If I Got Dementia

Originally written for Alzheimer’s Reading Room.

When you work in dementia care, people tend to ask you a lot of questions. Probably one of the most common questions that I hear is,

“Are you afraid to get dementia when you’re older?”

Honestly, there are many things that scare me much more than dementia does. Don’t get me wrong: dementia is a terrible group of diseases. I’ve been fortunate, however, to see many of the beautiful moments that people with dementia can experience.

Just in case I do get dementia, I’ve written a list of rules I’d like to live by.

If I get dementia, I’d like my family to hang this wish list up on the wall where I live.

  1. If I get dementia, I want my friends and family to embrace my reality. If I think my spouse is still alive, or if I think we’re visiting my parents for dinner, let me believe those things. I’ll be much happier for it.
  2. If I get dementia, I don’t want to be treated like a child. Talk to me like the adult that I am.
  3. If I get dementia, I still want to enjoy the things that I’ve always enjoyed. Help me find a way to exercise, read, and visit with friends.
  4. If I get dementia, ask me to tell you a story from my past.
  5. If I get dementia, and I become agitated, take the time to figure out what is bothering me.
  6. If I get dementia, treat me the way that you would want to be treated.
  7. If I get dementia, make sure that there are plenty of snacks for me in the house. Even now if I don’t eat I get angry, and if I have dementia, I may have trouble explaining what I need.
  8. If I get dementia, don’t talk about me as if I’m not in the room.
  9. If I get dementia, don’t feel guilty if you cannot care for me 24 hours a day, 7 days a week. It’s not your fault, and you’ve done your best. Find someone who can help you, or choose a great new place for me to live.
  10. If I get dementia, and I live in a dementia care community, please visit me often.
  11. If I get dementia, don’t act frustrated if I mix up names, events, or places. Take a deep breath. It’s not my fault.
  12. If I get dementia, make sure I always have my favorite music playing within earshot.
  13. If I get dementia, and I like to pick up items and carry them around, help me return those items to their original places.
  14. If I get dementia, don’t exclude me from parties and family gatherings.
  15. If I get dementia, know that I still like receiving hugs or handshakes.
  16. If I get dementia, remember that I am still the person you know and love.

i cant believe there are living, breathing, westerners who think north korea doesnt have torture camps, have committed no human rights violations, is a great place to live, and anyone who disagrees is an american imperialist. these people exist.

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My friend and I also went to the Chicago show! We went home crying coz Jhope smiled at us. He was so beautiful! The pictures we took don't even do him justice~

See! You and I both. Jung Hoseok is just so so beautiful, I swear his smile is created to save humanity, I mean, what else is that smile for? To remind people that the world is a great place to live in? Psh yeah, I don’t think so. Yeah his smile’s definitely created for a greater purpose…. LOL


Berlin’s post-war high rises were built with practicality, not beauty, in mind. The hulking buildings were designed to house as many families as possible, and though they were once desirable, today they aren’t generally considered great places to live. But photographer Malte Brandenburg casts them in a new light with his series Stacked.

The photos in Stacked transform these relics into an arresting study of German cold-war architecture. Brandenburg makes sure to shoot on clear days that help give the images a flat, graphic feel.

 Check out more photos and read about Brandenburg’s project.

You Can't Always Protect Me

Anonymous said: Hi! I first want to say that you are a really talented writer and I love your imagines!! Second, could you please do a imagine where the reader is Dean’s girlfriend and she is possessed by a demon (her tattoo got burned off or something) and how you think the Winchesters would deal with that? Thanks!

A/N: Well, school started again and I can just feel this will be a busy year! I feel like the ending is kind of crappy though, so I hope you like it and I’m sorry it took so long!

Word count: 1,339

Pairings: DeanxReader

Warnings: swearing, gore, possession.


The wooden floorboards creaked as you walked slowly on top them, making you curse slightly. The last thing you wanted was for the demon to hear you. It would most definitely ruin the hunt, and that meant no ice cream afterwards. Oh, and it also meant that you or the Winchesters could get hurt.

You were hunting one of Azazel’s minions. The last one, to be exact. It had taken you, your boyfriend Dean, and his brother Sam, about three months to track her down to the small Indiana town. You had split up with you taking the left wing of the house, Dean taking the right one, and Sam going to the attic. And now it was time to kill the thing.

Shaking your head to clear your thoughts, you watched your steps a bit more carefully. The modern house would have been a great place to live in, of course, if the walls hadn’t been splashed by blood. You couldn’t believe that the bitch hadn’t even bothered to clean up. It was like she was not expecting to be caught, or if she was she couldn’t have cared less about hiding the fact that she had murdered several people now.

You entered the kitchen, looking around for something that might have given away her location, as she appeared not to be in the house as you had thought. The bright, yellow walls were decorated with sigils, and the sink was halfway filled with something horribly red.

You scrunched up your nose as you got closer to it, the smell of blood filling your nostrils. Pushing away the urge to gag, you took a deep breath and turned around, almost bumping into a tall, blonde woman with pitch-black eyes.

“Well, aren’t you breaking and entering?” She said, her voice sickly sweet. She blinked and her eyes turned to a chocolate brown filled with coldness.

“Shouldn’t be as bad as committing murder,” you shrugged, gripping your gun tightly, your other hand itching towards the bottle of holy water in your pocket.

There was a brief moment in which you glared at the demon, and then you raised your gun. Before you could shoot, though, you felt yourself being thrown across the room, hitting the fridge with a loud crash. The demon was at your side in an instant, a lighter in her right hand. You tried to stand up, but the demon pressed an arm to your neck, and the lack of oxygen made your efforts to fight back seem pathetic.

Then you felt a hot, searing pain on your lower arm. A scream ripped your throat as you felt your flesh burning, the anti-possession tattoo on the back of your wrist being set on fire and leaving you exposed.

Sam and Dean ran into the kitchen, but with a quick flicker of her hand they were sent flying backwards. Your vision started to darken around the edges, fighting as hard as you could to get a breath in. The demon suddenly released you, and her head turned towards the ceiling as a cloud of smoke left her mouth. And then you felt nothing.


Dean and Sam watched in horror as the demon entered your body, their hearts beating fast as you closed your eyes and went lump. They raised their guns and moved slowly towards you as you started to stir. And then your eyes opened, every part of them filled with black.

“Wow, this one’s body feels better than I thought,” you smirked, blinking and making your eyes turn to their normal (Y/E/C).

“Get out of her, you bitch,” Dean growled, his jaw set hard as he glared at you. He was trying to keep his emotions in check, but seeing the cold smile you gave him made his stomach churn.

“Aw, but I barely just got in,” you whined, pushing yourself off the floor. Dean and Sam tightened the grip on their weapons as you did that, though they were still a few feet from you. “I wouldn’t do that if I were you,” you threatened, “after all, you do want your precious girl back, don’t you?”

Dean’s grasp on his gun was so strong that his knuckles were shinning white. He was breathing hard, his eyes concentrated sorely on yours. He knew the demon would keep taunting him for as long as she could, but the more time passed was the more time she would be inside of you. The very thought of this made his skin crawl.

“Poor little thing she is, really,” the demon continued. “She loves you so much, you know? Right now she’s screaming for you, Dean. She wants you to kill her; says that it’s not your fault and that you should just finish me.”

“Listen, bitch, we’ll make things easy for you,” he spat, his voice filled with venom. “You have two choices—either you get out of her right now or you can go back to where you came from!”

"Oh, but you’ll come back for me,” you said, pouting and giving him your best puppy eyes. But they were cold and empty instead of filled with the usual warmth you had. “So what’s the point of letting me go? I know you will kill me the next time.”

“Damn right!” Dean exclaimed, suddenly tackling you down.

You hit the floor with a gasp of surprise, trying to push Dean off of you as Sam started to exorcise the demon inside of you. Your eyes turned black for a second before you let out a scream, black smoke flying out of your mouth. You exhaled slightly, your eyes rolling back as you passed out.

“(Y/N)? Baby?” Dean whispered, his voice shaking at the end. He pressed his fingers against your neck as he gathered you in his arms, letting out a sigh of relief when he felt your strong pulse.

“How is she?” Sam asked, crunching down next to you with worry. You cut off Dean’s answer as you shifted, squinting at them as you opened your eyes.

“G-guys? What happened?” You had a terrible headache, and almost every part of you hurt, but specially where you’d previously had your anti-possession tattoo. “Wait, did the demon posses me?” You asked, memories flooding back into your head as you stood up.

“Yeah,” Dean said, his voice low. He had tears in his eyes he pressed his forehead against yours, wrapping his arms around your waist. Out of the corner of your eyes, you saw Sam slipping away to give you guys some privacy. “(Y/N), I’m so sorry, baby, this was all my fault.”

“Dean, none of this was your fault,” you mumbled, placing a soft kiss on his lips. “If anything, it was mine.”

“I should’ve protected you better,” Dean shook his head. “I should have been the one possessed, not you.”

"You can’t always protect me.” You stated firmly, “and you have to know that. But I know that you will always do your best, even if you sometimes take it a bit too far.” Your joke lessened the tense mood, and you saw Dean crack a smile. “Dean, the thing is that I’m fine, and that’s all we should be concerned about, okay?”

“I don’t know how you can manage to be so cheerful,” he grinned, lifting you up as you playfully hit his shoulder. You hooked your legs around him as you giggled, staring into his eyes.

“I love you.”

“I love you too,” Dean whispered pressing his lips against yours as you smiled. Sam would definitely have to wait a while.

sugarghosts  asked:

0, 25, 36, 39 (*´▽`*)

0: Height? -

“I’m 5'4 so kinda on the shorter side haha

25: My idea of a perfect Date? -

"I’m such an introvert that honestly I’d just love a home cooked meal and to snuggle up on the couch bing watching Netflix :)

36: Where would I like to live? -

"Well right now I live in Ontario Canada and as much as I love it here I’ve always thought London England would be a great place to live! It just seems so fancy :)

39: Favourite ice cream flavour? -

"Chocolate 100% all the way anything chocolate is my favourite thing in the world!

Sorry for taking so long to answer these questions and thanks for asking love

Student's guide to University of Leicester

Okay. So I’ve spent 4 years here after being 100% new to the city and figured hey that’s enough time to gather enough info to advise fresh young minds right? RIGHT?
Halls were fun. Catered or non catered both have pros and cons, either way if you live in Oadby, Asda is a 10 minute walk away. Oadby is a great place to live, leafy and compact with a wide range of accommodation to fit every budget and taste. It’s cute. Also got a brand new gym and pool. Noice. Don’t worry about making friends, it’s gonna happen, I mean you’re never going to get on with everyone but you’re going to have an amazing year.

Cool, so you had fun in halls but the thin walls and squeaky beds get old so you gotta find somewhere new to live for year 2. There are 2 main student areas really. Evington and Clarendon Park. Starting with Evington… it has a bad reputation and you probably are more likely to get mugged here but that being said I love it. Not all of Evington is bad, it’s a friendly and cheap place to live with a couple of good sized grocery stores, a billion banks and some great food places (Bombay Bites. Just do it. You won’t regret it). All in all, it’s a little rough around the edges, I’ve lived here 2 years and have had very little trouble, it’s not as bad as people say.
Clarendon Park is a bit different. Lots of independent shops, bakers, butchers, green grocers, restaurants…. you get the bijoux image right? Expect rent to be higher but that won’t necessarily get you a nicer place than in Evington. It’s a pretty, safe area with lots of convenient shops near by.
Some folk do live out Aylestone way or in the city but they are few and far between. Wherever you end up just remember, boring stuff like double glazing and boiler safety is really important, don’t rush into an unsafe or gross property. Nothing is cool about seeing your breath in your bedroom.
The university runs Sulets which has a range of university approved properties on it’s book, all with no agency fees.
Leicester is a good size city, everything is pretty much in walking distance or easily accessible by bus. It has all the shops you would expect from a city and a modern shopping centre as well as lots of independent shops and arcades (hit the Lanes). There’s a cinema and plenty of places to eat, all in all it’s a good egg.
The Leicester Tigers are obviously pretty big, as are Leicester City and sometimes you can get £5 tickets for matches.
If you are a fan of the arts, New Walk museum is a great day out (cute for dates and shit), the Curve always shows great things like Chicago as does DMH. Basically there’s tonnes to do to keep you entertained in your free time.
Ahhhh… nightlife. There’s a pretty healthy nightlife here. Republic is the biggest club in town (note biggest… not best) and is open Monday, Thursday, Friday and Saturday. It’s like a big scary loud maze that you will never find your friends in ever again. That being said it’s quite fun but quite strict with it’s dress code.
Mosh is my favourite club. It’s smaller and plays a wide range of music varying on the day (Tuesday, Friday and Saturday). It’s good fun and there is a Subway like 10 m away for when you get kicked out. Cool.
The students union… yeah… open Wednesday (Red Leicester) and Friday (Shabang) (RIP Propaganda Saturdays). The O2 is pretty big and relatively cheap. It’s also close to home, usually a drunken stumble across the park.
I don’t really go out much anymore so I’m sure there’s other clubs out there, but that’s enough for now. I mean there is liquid but I don’t think anyone goes there anymore. Frowny face.
There’s plenty of cute bars too. You have stuff like walkabout and the loaded dog etc for cheap fun, the old horse is a fun, quirky pub with pub food in unhealthy portions, and yoy have bars like hakamou and the lansdowne for fancy cocktails. You got errything.
The uni is a good place to be. I can’t really deny that. It’s been a good 4 years. Campus is compact and pretty easy to navigate with lots of social spaces and you always have the park in summer. The library is huge and pretty new and shiny but if you need a computer try Charles Wilson or George Porter (shhhhh secret).
The union building is pretty new too (4 years) as is the gym on the edge of campus which also has a pool.
The union is home to a lot of sports and societies, you really have no excuse for not joining one. Whether it’s muggle quidditch, theatre, curry or burlesque (represent!), give it a go! Sports have a good reputation too, working and playing hard. Varsity against DMU is always fun. Societies and clubs are a great way to meet people, and there are plenty of international societies to help you feel more at home.
The university health centre is brand new (where are they getting all this cash from?) and offers all services including contraception and sexual health (you’re gonna need it). The university also offers counselling for free if needed, the waiting list can be long but they are good at their job.
The university and staff are there to help so just talk to them! And for the love of god go to some lectures? I can’t talk for all departments but I know that Chemistry here is great, totally supportive and friendly. 10/10 would study there again (except I’m moving uni shhhh).

So yeah. That is my guide to UoL. I hope someone finds it useful. I’m just waiting for my drunk neighbours to go out so I can sleep. But yeah, if you are about to start here, you are going to have a great time, I envy you. Stay safe and be nice and most importantly have fun.