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Shopping III

“Mmm, I slept really well - must be all the exercise I have been getting” Greg murmured against Mycroft’s neck. “That and the fact that I have you beside me which makes me feel like the safest and luckiest man who walked the earth.Greg added silently.

“So, what are the plans for the day? have you a preference as to which store for furniture?” Left to his own devices a bed and wardrobe would have been winging its way on next day delivery from Argos, but he doubted that Mycroft even knew what Argos was. 

Greg sighed inwardly, money had always been a means to an end with him, he worked to get enough money for his family, especially when Jake had come along. He felt responsible, never wanted them to go short, but it had never been enough for his Ex-wife who screwed her way through the ranks of anyone young, pretty and rich enough to wine and dine her in a manner she thought she deserved. 

Now he had a man, who came from money, but also earned his own money, and by all accounts an eye goggling amount of money, and yet Greg felt no different. He didn’t care one bit. He was happy to have nice things, Mycroft, being able to afford Harrod’s food hall, was the equivalent of him popping to Sainsbury’s. It was just spending within means. How Cindy would react if she knew that the next sheets he would be buying would probably be silk or the most expensive Egyptian cotton, made him almost laugh. She had wrecked everything with her greed, and still ended up with nothing. He, well he had just plodded on, day after day trying to find the will to get up and face the day, and then when Myc had walked into his life, he felt like he had won the bloody lottery. Someone who would love him, cherish him, make love to him and make him feel like the most valuable human on the planet. Maybe Karma was real after all.

Greg, sat up and swung his legs over the side, wincing slightly as his warm bare toes touched the cool worn carpet. He knew that if he didn’t get up, he would spend the day in bed with Mycroft. Maybe it was the newness of their relationship, but they just couldn’t get enough of each other. He giggled as He felt Mycroft’s fingers grasping for purchase on his hips in an attempt to pull him back to lying. “Come on you.” Greg chuckled, “tell ya what, if you’re quick I might just give you a blow job in the shower.” With that comment left hanging, and the noise of Mycroft scrabbling in the bed to get up, he dashed toward the bathroom turning the shower on and stepping in even before the temperature had equalised.

hobbies! 爱好

sorry I didn’t post recently, school has been really hectic at the moment :(

as always the third tone will be replaced by â because I don’t have it on here x

跳舞 // tiào wû // dance

唱歌 // chàng gē // sing

看书 // kàn shū // read

看电视 // kàn diàn shì // watch tv

看电影 // kàn diàn yîng // watch films

做运动 // zuò yùn dòng // play sports

打球 // da qiu // play ball games

打篮球 // dâ lán qiú // play basketball

打网球 // dâ wang qiú // play tennis

弾钢琴 // tán gāng qín // play piano

弹吉他 // tán jí tā // play guitar

画画 // huà huà // draw

聊天 // liâo tiān // to chat

打曲棍球 // dâ qū qùn qiú // play hockey

打乒乓球 // dâ píng pāng qiú // play table tennis (ping pong)

打板球 // dâ bân qiú // play cricket

遛狗 // liu gôu // to walk a dog

上网 // shàng wâng // surf the Internet

听音乐 // tīng yīn yuè // listen to music

跑步 // pao bu // running

sentence structure & vocab:

我的 // wô de // my

爱好 // aì hâo // hobby

是 // shì // is

我的爱好是听音乐 // wô de aì hâo shì tīng yīn yuè // my hobby is listening to music

will do a part 2 for thus as I have learnt a lot more hobbies in my school mandarin class, and I will add more advanced sentences to it 💗💗

hope this was helpful!

The Final Tape - Alex Standall

Warning: mentions of suicide


Originally posted by strangerwwheeler

You had originally felt guilty about showing up to Alex’s door step at exactly 12:47 am, but he had been your comfort ever since the death of Hannah Baker and now you needed him more than ever.

“It’s almost 1am, why are you here?” he asked, confusion written all over his face as he opened the front door wider. You stepped inside, the warmth was slightly soothing.

By now, Alex was use to occurrences like these. Sometimes you’d show up to his at early hours and others he’d show up to yours.

“I-I didn’t know where else to go, so I came here” you said

Alex sighed “You got up to your tape didn’t you?” He closed the door and you two headed for Alex’s room which recently, seemed to be your sanctuary.

Alex was right. Tape 7, side B. Your tape. You had never truly felt guilt but this, this was something worse than guilt. This was going above and beyond.

“I don’t know what to do. I don’t want to feel like this” You cried “Y-You knew, you knew and you didn’t warn me”

“Y/N, you know I didn’t have a choice” Alex tried to say, but you wouldn’t hear any of it.

Alex was trying to make you feel better about something you deserved to feel immensely for, to be completely honest, you didn’t see the point in him even trying.

“No! No, it’s my fault she’s dead. I could’ve stopped her, if I only picked up the phone Hannah would still be alive” You were beyond distraught

You kept hearing her voice, over and over like a broken record player.

“Now, I’m going to try one more person"Â  Hannah said, her voice shaky and she seemed unsure of what she was about to do. You could hear her pick up a phone and dial 7 numbers. There was suspense as the number dialled, then it happened.

Straight to voicemail.

"One more time… just one more” Hannah repeated. 7 numbers. beeping, voicemail.

“Looks like you couldn’t save me Y/N, just like everybody else”

With that, the final tape ended.

“Y/N stop it! You’re in shock. I know its  a hard thing to accept, but we can’t change the past, no matter how much we’d like too” Alex said

The night Hannah called, (also known as the night of her suicide) was the night you stayed at Jess’s place, you let both her calls go to voicemail due to a petty argument you’d had earlier on in the day.

“I should have just apologized. I had a bad feeling Lex but I ignored it, I shouldn’t have gone out with Jess"Â  Your crying had slowed drastically by now.

You didn’t pick up. You didn’t save her.

"You didn’t know, I know that if you knew what she was calling about you would’ve been by Hannah’s side in an instant”

Alex pulled you into his arms. You knew he wasn’t big on giving out physical affection but it was something much needed right now, for the both of you.

“I miss her too… I know it’s hard right now but I don’t think Hannah would want us sitting around crying for hours over her death” Alex said, making you laugh slightly

“I mean… I think she did want this. Our names are all over those tapes. Maybe some of them deserved this, Bryce, Tyler, Justin. But not us” Alex smiled and pressed a kiss to your forehead

“It’s to late for you to go home, you can stay here, I’ll take the couch” You could swear you felt your heart swell at the mention of staying with Alex for the night.

“Stay with me, please? I-If you don’t mind”

This boy may as well be the death of you. He was every weakness, every light, every emotion you felt and more.

I Want Her P7

I Want Her Masterlist

Author: @riversong-sam
Word Count: 508
Parings: Jensen x Reader
Warnings: character death, memories of kidnapping and assault, angst, comforting!Jensen  
A/N: Feedback is greatly appreciated.

Jensen was shook from his thoughts when you started to whimper and clutch his shirt tighter.

“Shh (Y/N)” he rocks you.

You barely registered Jensen holding you. The memories in your dreams held you too tight.

“No! Please don’t hurt them please.” You cry

“(Y/N)! Wake up!” Jensen was worried now that you started shouting and begging.   

You wake with a start and it takes a moment before you realize where you are. It takes another before you start sobbing and less than that for Jensen to crush you to his chest and let you sob against him.

Jensen looks over to Ryan feeling helpless. Ryan just looks back sadly.

“There’s a bedroom down the hall you can take her to. We’ll be here.”

“Thanks” he picks you up and carries you to the bedroom, lying with you on the bed.

“Please let me help you.” He whispers holding you close.

It takes several minutes before you stop crying, and a while longer after that before you talk to him.

“This man..”

Jensen lightly rubs your back waiting for you. He wasn’t going to push you’d tell him on your own.

“I was just about four weeks after my medical discharge from the marines. I was still recovering from the bullet wound I received my last tour. He was in my home when I got back from physical therapy. My son was..” you start to cry again.

“He was so little Jensen. So little barely two years old.” You cling to his warm embrace and it’s another few minutes before you can speak again.

“My baby was on the floor with my husband. They’d both been shot, execution style once to the back of the head.”

Jensen pulls you closer and you hear him sniff. It’s obvious he’s crying too.  

“I called 911. There was a fight with this man and we were gone before the cops arrived. He held me for a year before Ryan and the rest of my old team were able to find me. He did awful things to me.”

“Why didn’t they just kill him?”

You were surprised by his statement, “I don’t know but I wished they did. He swore he’d escape and come for me.”

“(Y/N) I won’t let him hurt you anymore.”

“Jensen no please you can’t help! I can’t lose you too.”

“(Y/N) I love you. It’s my choice to help.”

You look up at him, “You love me?”

He nods brushing your stray tears away, “I don’t expect you to feel the same, but it doesn’t change my decision.”

“Jensen I care for you deeply. I wouldn’t call it love I’m not quite ready for that yet. But I don’t think I could handle you getting hurt or dead because of me.”

“(Y/N).”

“Jensen please he’s very dangerous. I have the scars to prove it.”

“Scars?”

“Ten whipping scars and a few of my stab scars are from him.” you whisper.

Jensen growls lowly and you bury your face in his chest. He’d protect you no matter what.

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â–“â–“â–“â–“â–“â–“â–“â–“ - John’s Blog

John! Heyy!!! I’m coming after you today! Yay! Soo, I have a question! Why did you stop referring to Lestrade as â–“â–“â–“â–“â–“â–“â–“â–“ and start to call him by name?

Oh yeah… You only call him by name after Sherlock jumped off Bart’s… Well damn, John. Either you stopped protecting his identity, or, the blog isn’t real after the ‘Hello Boys!’ post, and it’s all in Sherlock’s mind from there. (I have more evidence tucked away here)

So we start at the ASiP post:

Nothing unusual here. John is protecting Lestrade’s identity, it’s all fine.

He does it again in TGG post:

And, I can only think in the Aluminium Crutch post, this is Lestrade as well:

See? It’s all fine. Everything is fine, they can hardly reveal the identity of the man who’s helping them at Scotland Yard.

That is until, The Orient Express post… The 6th post after Sherlock’s death:

Oh look… You mentioned Lestrade, by name. Like everyone knows who he is, yet, Lestrade as a name is never mentioned on the blog before this.

So John just stopped using â–“â–“â–“â–“â–“â–“â–“â–“, for some reason? It is never used again and from here, Greg is all that is said. Not even Lestrade: 

So, why John? Why stop using â–“â–“â–“â–“â–“â–“â–“â–“ to protect peoples names, not just Lestrade’s?

Is it because the blog hasn’t actually been written by you since TRF? Because we’re still there? Is the blog really just what Sherlock wrote in his mind before he fully slipped into dreams and stopped writing it? Because Sherlock does know Lestrade’s name, we know that. (Especially if you think S3 is EMP as well as S4). So what’s stopping Sherlock from writing Lestrade’s name down, when the blog isn’t real at all, after a certain point? That’s right, nothing is. It’s easier to just say Lestrade’s name than using â–“â–“â–“â–“â–“â–“â–“â–“.

So, if you didn’t believe me before about John’s blog… Does this sway you? Because it just seems like conclusive proof to me. Or it might not be and there could be a reasonable explanation to this but, I can’t see it. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

@not-a-bit-good @wibblywobblybowtie @shadow3214 @sarahthecoat (just tagging because you guys might be interested?)

get to know me meme


As a very private person I wasn’t sure whether to answer this, but I finally made myself open up, even if a little bit; so thanks to  @jonbonsnowvi  for tagging me.

Rules: answer the questions in a new post and tag 10 blogs you would like to get to know better. 


a - age: 40 (yeah, I’m ancient)
b - birthplace: a town in Galicia, Spain
c - current time: 13:24
d - drink you last had: coffee
e - easiest person to talk to: I’m extremely shy and self-conscious (can’t believe I’m doing this meme) so in the 3 months since I joined Tumblr (still can’t believe I did that either) I have not had any tête-â-tête with anyone..just posted the odd (short) comment every now and then. I’m quite the hermit.
f - favorite song: first one that came to my mind is “Heroes” by David Bowie.
g - grossest memory: I’m not telling the grossest one, but when I was a child I busted my chin open after a fall. Blood everywhere.
h - horror yes or horror no: yes, of course, I quite enjoy a good horror film.
i - in love?: no
j - jealous of people?:  not consciously.
k - kicking ass??? : not really.
l - love at first sight or should i walk by again?: nope and nope
m - middle name: I don’t have one
n - number of siblings: two younger brothers.
o - one wish: Mr Martin, bring me a dream (of, of spring). I know there’s one book before that, but I really want to know the end of the story.
p - person you called last: My mother.
q - question you are always asked: Have you eaten enough?
r - reason to smile: My niece and nephew.
s - song you last sang: “Mr Blue Sky” by the ELO.
t - time you woke up: 08:45
u - underwear colour: black
v - vacation destination: as a wish Scotland.
w - worst habit: I’m a smoker.
x - x-rays: at the dentist
y - your favorite food: a tie between pasta carbonara and tortilla de patatas (spanish omelette).
z - zodiac sign: Pisces

I’m tagging @jandsstark , @jen-snow , @sansastarkjoys , @everythingjonsa , @kitten1618x , @what-would-ww-do , @riahchan , @hiistoria , @myrish-lace-love and @qinaliel


If you already did this, I’m sorry, I didn’t see it.
If you don’t like to do this, I’m sorry, I didn’t know. ;)




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anonymous asked:

Are you French? I see “Boitatá” and I really think you are… and hey, I really like your drawings

Nope, I’m brazilian! All latin languages have accents (á, â, etc).

The word Boitatá is originated from tupi-guarani (one of the native brazilian language groups) as “mboyatata” and it can be transliterated as will o wisp, which is a remark that the boitatá entitiy is a stripe of fire that can transform into a snake as so it wishes.