i feel like everything has been made already

The fact that Hanbin picked tablo and psy as his inspirations gives me a really warm feeling. Idk if you guys paid attention to it, but he’s been improving so much mentally. I feel like it’s not just bcs he suddenly realized that charts and success isn’t everything, I think it’s bcs he’s been looking at and working with people like tablo and psy that made him change his way of thinking so much. Both psy and tablo have been through a phase in their lifes when they became greedy and blinded by success and went through a hard phase bcs of that very reason. Hanbin at the age of 21 learned from their mistakes and already has their mindset. It makes me feel save to know that people like psy and tablo watch over him and help him to not make the same bad experiences. I’m so thankful. And I’m happy Hanbin finally looks like he truly and 100% just wants to enjoy music and meet fans.


like honestly,  you guys are incredible ?? i owe you all so much for making me feel so welcomed & loved in such a short span of time ! i’ve only been up for a few months & i’m already loving you guys so much. i have made some really close friends already, who deserve a lil’ special THANK YOU of their own. so without further ado, here is a huge thank you to these cocoNUTS

@facadesmiled / ace

ace, man, where do i even begin ?? we’ve been through it all…the thick, the thin & basically everything in - between. it’s just been the two of us together for literal YEARS now - it’s nuts but in a wonderful way. you never cease to make me smile & feel giddy & happy, you are honestly the brightest & sweetest ray of sunshine & incredibly talented in everything you do. & i will never thank you enough for all you’ve done for me : when i needed a shoulder to cry on, when i needed someone to rant with, when i have bizarre rarepair ships that border on the edge of crack & seriousness, & when i simply want to relax. i’m keeping this short for the sake of things, but honestly i cannot express how much you have meant to me & will always mean to me through words alone, & i’m proud to call you my girlfriend  ♥ ♥ ♥

@moanaialiki / monie !

MONIE MONIE MONIE !! i am so glad that i approached you on anon that one day shyly introducing myself as “a new maui” bc honestly? that started the budding of a beautiful friendship between us & i’m always glad that i did befriend you, because you’ve ended up meaning a hell of a lot to me. your mo.a.na is amazing & you bring your own beautiful take on her to the table, but you are equally amazing as your own memey self. i’m so glad i was able to find you & click with you, because you really DO mean a lot to me & i’ll never take you for granted !!

@seetheirsoul / @servesthegods / blue !

BL U E !! you’re an amazing person to talk to & your portrayals are always so flawless ?? thank you for bringing to life kubo & allowing me to cry about these two demigod brothers with you ! i’m so glad i’ve been able to form a friendship with you & given ma.ui such a meaningful relationship. i hope to continue to get to know you better & breaking our hearts with these lovely boys !!

& now onto the rest of my mutuals & beloved followers, who i am eternally grateful for, below the cut. pardon if i missed anyone ! in no particular order  )

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Married to a Monster - twelve

Originally posted by bwjin

Paring: kaiXreader, minseokXreader

Word Count: 4.5k (whoa)

Summary: You are forced into a marriage with your once love/childhood best friend. Although, you don’t love him anymore and are disgusted with having to marry him. After driving yourself to suicide twice, you know you can’t ever fix things with him but even though, you push forward for the happiness of your parents who are still grieving the loss of your older sister.

Notes: This series will contain talk of suicide, self-harm, abuse, death and possibly more. This series will also have smut, but chapters will be rated [m] accordingly.

One | Two | Three | Four | Five | Six | Seven | Eight | Nine | Ten | Eleven | Twelve  

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ah!!  the guinea pig thing is cute!  I like naming my pets after favorite characters.  My little green budgie is named Choromatsu but I just call him Choro. 

And yes, I too have big square red glasses. I love them so much. Although if they had come in green or blue I would have gotten one of those colors instead. I usually don’t get red stuff. 

stress rant below-

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SQW day 4 - The color red (Soulmate AU)

Hey there! Here’s my contribution to day 4 of the Swan Queen Week, in which Emma & Regina live in some alternate universe where you’re supposed to find your soulmate at a very young age & know it’s true love at first sight. As usual, I own nothing but the next few paragraphs.

I hope you all enjoy it! And thank you for taking the time to read my work, it means a lot to me! :)

They say you know true love at first sight, because suddenly you can see the color red. At least that’s what I’ve been told my whole life. Mother also says everyone has this special someone waiting for them out there – their soulmate. I’m not too sure I believe her. I’m 21 now, and I’ve not yet met my person. I’m starting to think it’s not going to happen for me. When I met Daniel, I thought he was the one. When I realized he wasn’t, I still tried to make it work. We were together for two years before he died. Of course, I was heartbroken. I also started wondering if my own soulmate hadn’t died; it was the only reason I could think of why I still hadn’t met them when all my friends already had. Mother tried to comfort me and told me that when someone dies before meeting their soulmate, their connection to this person is somewhat reallocated.  But seeing Kathryn and Mal so happy with their better halves is slowly starting to drive me insane.

I have yet to see for myself what red looks like. It sounds beautiful, the way everyone speaks about it. Father said it’s so vibrant and warm, it’s like looking at love itself, if love was visible to the eye. I guess in some sense it is visible to the eye, otherwise we wouldn’t have all that red nonsense. Anyway, I’m tired of all of this. I want to meet my special someone. I hate that half of my wardrobe is this revolting shade of grey. I just can’t wait to start living my best life.


Regina closed the journal and slipped it back in her purse. She took a deep breath before emptying what little iced tea was left in her glass. She looked around at her surroundings. Moments like this were her favorite: after being so engrossed in her writing, she always felt so disoriented for a few minutes when she looked up and remembered she was in public. She was about to leave the small café where she loved spending her afternoons; it was a great place to observe people, which was key to Regina’s search for love. She had picked up writing on her various stake outs: she found it very relaxing, and over time she’d started dreaming about someday writing a bestseller.

Regina gathered her things and got up to leave. She’d barely made it out the door when she felt a hand grab her shoulder. She quickly whipped around.

A young woman was standing right behind her, apparently surprised at the hostile look on Regina’s face. She took a step back and slowly lifted her right hand.

“I’m sorry, I tried to call you but you didn’t hear. You forgot this at your table.” The young woman handed Regina her pen. Regina profusely thanked her; the pen had been a gift from her father, and she would have hated herself if she’d lost it.

The young woman – Emma, as it turned out – had a pretty smile and laughed easily. She kept running a hand through her blonde curls and was looking at Regina a little bit too intensely for the thoughts running through her mind to be completely platonic.

Emma’s cell phone suddenly chirped and both girls broke out of their pleasant conversation, still grinning widely. That was when Regina noticed a detail that almost caused her to drop dead from shock.

Emma’s jacket was a color she’d never seen before.

Seeing Regina’s face drain off all color, Emma took a step forward and placed a hand on her arm.

“Regina? Are you okay?”

“Your – your jacket – Emma, look at it!”

The blonde looked down at her sleeve. Her mouth gaped and her eyes went round.

“Is that…”

“Red?” Regina’s voice was no more than a squeak.

Emma looked up, her green eyes filled with shock. Slowly, a new emotion made her way across her features: she looked genuinely happy.

“Red really is a beautiful color, right? I didn’t really believe it before now, but they were right. It’s like-“

“Looking at love itself. It’s what my father always says.” Regina blurted out. She took a breath and shook her head, trying desperately to regain composure. “Emma, would you like to go for a drink? We should get to know each other better, I suppose.”

“You bet I would!” Emma turned around to open the door and let Regina in before her. As they both sat down, they couldn’t stop smiling.

They sat in comfortable silence for a few moments before Emma broke the silence.

“I have to say… Wow!”

Regina raised an eyebrow, suddenly worried that her soulmate would be incapable of speaking grammatically correct sentences.

“It’s probably gonna come out the wrong way, but… Wow, you’re really pretty.”

Regina started laughing, suddenly a little shy, and Emma quickly followed suite.

“Well, you’re really pretty too, Emma.”

They say you know true love at first sight, and they’re right. Seeing the color red is only the first step, though. When it’s true love, everything falls right together, and suddenly you can’t see yourself with anyone else, even if you’ve just met them a few minutes ago. That’s what it feels like with Emma. She’s brave and selfless in ways I could never be, and she makes me laugh. She has such a fresh outlook on life, and such optimism I sometimes envy her. She makes me feel loved and desired at all times, even that one time I was very sick, running a fever and vomiting on the hour every hour. We’ve only been together a few weeks, but she’s already made my life so much better. She’s worth every single year I spent looking for her, and now I can’t wait to see what the future has in store for the two of us.

small-artist  asked:

Miss Bala, is there a cure for a broken heart?

What an… interesting question.

I suppose it depends on whether the person who broke your heart is still alive or not. 

If they are, you are always faced with a dilemma: to leave them be, or to act on your feelings. Some people like forgiveness, others want revenge. Facing this decision every minute of every day can be… tiring.

If they are not alive, well… your decision has already been made for you.

What do people think, @black-lagoon-rokuro, @miss-rebecca-two-hands

My Best Friend’s Wedding Part Three

PART TWO: http://imaginingbucky.tumblr.com/post/154122692134/my-best-friends-wedding-part-two 


“Boyfriend?” Steve repeated. 

He looked back at you and you could see the surprise on his face. You and Steve had always told each other everything and now it seemed like there were more secrets between the two of you. 

You wanted to punch Bucky right in his perfect teeth for that lie. 

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sonniandrecreation  asked:

HOLY SHIT. THE YOU GOT MAIL AU IS JUST EVERYTHING. HONESTLY, EVERYTHING! EVERY STORY YOU WRITE IS LIKE MY FAVORITE ONE AND UGH THIS WAS JUST SOOOO GOOD. I have been having a tough few weeks and without fail, your stories have made me feel better. Please consider writing a sequel, I want to know what these two are fairing in the future. I'm invested in them now.

I am *so glad* that you enjoyed it! 

@lala-kate has already expressed interest in some ficlets and drabbles in this verse, so there is a pretty good chance I’ll write a few one shots this summer, continuing the story and giving a little glimpse into how things turned out for them. 

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Despite the delays I am excited for season 2 + 3. Part of the reason I talk about characters like Chloe or Hawkmoth so much is that I became active in the fandom rather late and feel just about everything has already been said about Marinette and Adrien in regards to season 1. I’ve made a few posts about them but at this point every one has focused in and tackled them. I’m excited for new material and new theories. I’m excited to celebrate and even tear some things apart.

awesome-blossom  asked:

Do the weird monster dicks specifically have to belong to demons? Batman has Killer Croc slinking around somewhere, and could always borrow from Green Lantern or Superman's extraterrestrial menageries. There are options beyond the infernal, is what I'm saying.

at this point i’m just determined to make etrigan hot, and also bang bruce, but i appreciate all of the dcu monster dick related brainstorming that’s happening around my blog right now


  • i would think giant plant-vine tentacle porn would be the obvious thing here but maybe i have different definitions of obvious
  • martians can do whatever the hell they want and i support them
  • in general, aliens
  • probably not kryptonians because i feel like that would have made college awkward for clark
  • how mad do you think those bighead blue guys would get if someone used the green lantern ring to make Weird Stuff
  • merfolk with weird situations. especially nudibranches. i know octopi are the obvious choice here, but no, nudibranch-themed merfolk are where it’s at.
  • killer croc: probably gets mad laid by a really weird crowd
  • man-bat: how much bat can he be before it’s just bestiality
  • depending on how cohesive and, uh, water-resistant? you assume clayface is, you could definitely do something interesting with that. but like. that raises a lot of other issues. does clayface have a consistent part of his body that remains his dick. is everything just completely fluid. did the part of him that was once his dick just sort of combine with the rest of his weird sludge body. is there any meaningful way in which clayface is not made entirely of dicks at all times. basically no one should ever fuck clayface just because it raises too many philosophical issues. i call this problem The Dick Of Theseus.
  • various devils, blue and otherwise
  • swamp thing. thanks to alan moore his legal situation vis a vis bestiality has already been settled, so that’s convenient.
  • honestly i feel like if you wanted to know who in the dcu had the weirdest and yet most fuckable dick you could just write alan moore a letter and he would send you a copy of his notes because he has probably done extensive research in this field.
  • even more honestly i would not want to read those notes because he would take this task very seriously in ways that make me uncomfortable, i know that’s hypocritical of me and i apologize
  • i can’t believe i almost forgot about plastic man

anonymous asked:

i second everything that has already been said about your writing, but you are also the master of the small moments between characters? your action scenes or the sweeping adventure elements are so lovely as well, but you write these interactions with such extraordinary beauty in the way that one character looks at another, or the sound of their laugh? its so vivid and it lets the reader breathe with the characters

this one made me so emo you guys thanks & ok, i feel like this past year ive been really fixated on exploring emotional intimacy & how that feels & how people perceive it outside of the realm of writing sex scenes (or even writing sex but writing it differently), especially like. the different ways people say (or don’t say - particularly don’t say, which is what I love so much about juno) how the feel. im obsessive i love picking it apart & mostly im just glad someone wants to read it HA xxxx

Border - Diablo pt. 2 (Jungkook x Reader Angst)

Here is the sequel to Diablo (link) everyone asked for that I had no intention of writing until yesterday. You can read it independently too I think. It’s rushed but I tried to incorporate some of what was requested. 

Thank Sara Haze’s The Border lyrics for the inspiration behind writing it. 

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“It must have been hard…”

Between the slow breathing, rain drops, passing cars, and dull street lamps, comes silence. A lacey white tablecloth, fingers tapping against a cushioned armrest, and hot tea gone cold fill the space between the two pairs of eyes fixed on each other.

“What’s that?”

This isn’t how this day was supposed to end up. Today was promising. Today was special.

“Holding onto one heart when you already had millions.”

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The Robron Break-Ups : A Definitive Guide (Part 2/Infinity)


Part One / All

In this, the second part of the Robron Rejection Compendium, we look at the next 5 break-ups, even more honourable mentions and I start to cry about feelings, just a little bit. Go get yourself a cup of tea and settle in, because this part is way longer than it has any right to be.

(Also, to throw in a quick serious moment before i start cracking manslaughter jokes again, thank you so much for your kind comments and tags and likes etc for part one. I was kind of completely overwhelmed by the fact that people even took time to read it, because I wrote it half giggling to myself at how no one would be able to make it to the end of the thing. So, yes. I mean this with every bloody ounce of sincerity I have in my entire body - thank you so much for taking the time to read it. You all kind of made my evening.)

Anyway, on to Part Two and an honourable mention to kick things off…

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I’M HOME. I just made a list of the things I still have to do for uni and I feel like a weight has been lifted from my shoulders. It’s not nearly as bad as it could be! I have free time now! What surprise, much wow. Guess who’s gonna be replying to rp more regularly now~

Except for the fact that next thrusday is going to be party-land for final exams. I have literally, exams from 9:30 all the way to 6:30. Nonstop. What is life. Who even has so many exams in one day? is like…5? 6?

More Than A Mission


Pairing: Stiles x Reader

Summary: Can you do an imagine where the reader is Aiden and Ethan’s sister (so they’re triplets) and just like Ethan went for Danny and Aiden went for Lydia, could the reader go for Scott or Stiles (I don’t mind which, you can choose) thanks so much :)

Being a triplet had it’s ups and downs. The upside having two brothers that understood how your felt and stepped in to get super protective whenever the time called for it. The downside finding it hard to paint your own identity. Normally you wouldn’t mind sharing things with your brothers, Ethan and Aiden but this current assignment set by none other than Deucalion had you feeling a certain kind of way.

The mission was simple enough, Ethan would befriend Danny, Aiden had dibs on Lydia and you were assigned to Stiles Stilinski. Being the new kid at school it was hard to even fit in, let alone to fit into a pack that was already so well established and to make things even harder, Stiles had serious trust issues when it came to new faces in town.

“Do you know what you have to do?”, Aiden came up beside you while Ethan followed slightly behind, possible quaking at Danny. “This is like the hundredth time you have asked me that Aiden. I know what I’m doing, just focus on Lydia and I’ll focus on Stiles”. Leaving both your bothers behind, you entered the school hallways and Stiles wasn’t hard to miss. Wearing his signature plaid top, dark jeans and carrying his backpack, for some reason this mission was harder than all the other ones.

“Hey Stiles”, you walked up to him and he simply just nodded. “Are you busy tonight?”, he turned to you and looked stunned. Either because he never had a girl be so direct with him, or maybe it was just the fact that the sister of Ethan and Aiden was talking to him, and everyone by now knew if anything happened to you, those two would waste no time in ripping the person who hurt you to shreds. “Um, I had plans with Scott actually”. He admitted before wiping his hands on the back of his jeans, a move he probably didn’t want you to see.

Smiling sweetly at him, Stiles was attractive you weren’t going to lie. And to top it off he seemed like a good guy, which made you feel somewhat guilty for having to deceive him later on. “That’s too bad, I was hoping you and I could hang out. Being new to town has been quite the adjustment and let’s be honest hanging out with my brothers 24/7 isn’t a whole lot of fun. But if you have plans already I won’t stand in the way of them, have fun with Scott tonight”. It wasn’t meant to be a guilt trip speech, in fact everything you said was quite true. You ushered a quick goodbye and turned to leave when Stiles grabbed your arm. “I’m not meeting Scott until later anyway, want to go see a movie or something?”. You could tell Stiles was out of his comfort zone, mainly by the way he was shifting from side to side or seeing his cheeks blush a little. “I would love too, meet you after school?”. He once again nodded and rushed off to his next class, seeing as the bell rang. From the corner of your eye Aiden stood on the other side of the hallway and smiled. And you should of smiled back, but for some reason you just couldn’t bring yourself too.

After the school day ended, Stiles stood at his Jeep waiting for you to arrive. He being the gentlemen he was, opened the door and carefully shut it before entering the drivers side. “So what movie are we going to watch?”. All Stiles did was beam and told you that it was a surprise. Coming up to his house the nerves started to kick in.

Half of the afternoon was spent with watching Stiles mimic and word every line from Star Wars. He was so invested in the movie that he didn’t even notice you staring at him, until he reached for more popcorn and brushed his hand along yours, instantly repeating sorry over and over. You informed him that it was okay and another blush crept onto his pale cheeks. His phone buzzed, “It’s Scott I’m suppose to meet him at his place in like 20 minutes”. He told you. Standing up to collect your coat, “You should go. You and Scott did have plans after all. Thank you Stiles for this movie night, it’s exactly the night out I needed away from my brothers”.

Walking to the front door, Stiles unconsciously placed one hand on your back leading you outside. Stopping just before his Jeep, you were starting to get a weird feeling. “I had a great time. Thanks again Stiles”. Leaning in you gave me a light kiss on the cheek before walking down his driveway, trying to figure out if perhaps real feelings on your part were starting to get involved, after all tonight didn’t feel like an “assignment”. And if Ethan or Aiden found out it would cause trouble. The mission wasn’t to fall for your targets per say, but as you continued to walk down the pathway, falling for Stiles Stilinski was exactly the direction you were heading into.

when your friend says something really offensive/sexist/transphobic and you can’t call them out because what if they get mad at you and stop liking you and you must avoid conflict at all costs so you pretend everything is fine even though their comment upset you and made you feel unsafe

Thoughts on The Boyfriend Experience Chapter 11

So you know I like to write my random thoughts about the Boyfriend Experience.  I’m going to do it now because today I am super organised and my kids have had tea already and there were vegetables and everything. The broccoli and blueberries have all been eaten and most of the pizza has been left so I feel like I have the whole parenting thing nailed right now and can sit for a few minutes and drink coffee. So without further ado here’s what I thought about chapter 11.

It was really tense.

That’s the gist of it really.  There’s just this tension thrumming through the chapter, which made me really uncomfortable (in a good way!  I mean, it’s not a good feeling but, well, if you’re reading this fic you can probably work out what I mean).  And I know it’s been building from the start but it had sort of abated during the last couple of chapters.  Then this one was super tense.  I can see why Cryingoverspilledvodka / @victorsporosya christened it a hell-chapter, because if it’s hard to read then how hard must it have been to write?

Well- this is the chapter when Yuuri goes to Moscow.  Which, of course, we were all looking forward to because last chapter they didn’t meet at all, and the chapter before was when Victor came to Detroit and they had a nice fluffy sort of weekend of sightseeing and going out to dinner and holding hands (and maybe they even had a little bit of sex, I don’t know I mean it’s possible, obviously I wouldn’t remember a thing like that).  So I kind of hoped Yuuri would go to Moscow and they could have another nice fluffy weekend of sightseeing and going out to dinner and holding hands but hell no!  ‘Twas not to be.

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Continuing forward

I feel like I already have the answer and yet I’m searching for a different one. I’ve been more than fine these past few months, so here is to continuing on with that. Here is to smiles, hangouts, drinks, more hikes, more therapy, more of the people that I love, more travel, more of everything that has made these two months one of the best I’ve had in a while. Cheers to that.