i need help before it's too late



countries and chairs 

my friend shared a post about chairs on facebook and i had no choice but to edit it

@thebbros Whenever I try to submit my drawings it never works so hopefully just tagging you might be enough? ;w;

I think you might have seen her before but idk, but this is Sweetums, a Batim (or in this case a Babtqftim) version of one of my OC’s, Sweetie :3

She works as a paint dancer, which is kind of like those people you see in cartoon bars who dance and sing for audiences I suppose? Onlyyy she uses a magical paintbrush to create really cool and pretty shapes and designs out of ink as she sings and dances ^^

She’s really nice, and she’s always happy to put on a show. She’s very energetic in her performances and tries to be as inclusive as she can, even if it’s just by dancing or singing around audience members.

She’s overall very kind and friendly, and will try her best to help out anyone in need. Making a living solely based on her short performances is kinda tricky, but she makes the most out of it. ^^ 

(Sorry for the long info thingy and hopefully this isn’t too late to show for the whole background character thing ;w;)

I know this is probably a long shot but my life and the lives of my pets are at stake.
I’m living in an extremely mentally abusive home, I question myself on why I am still alive daily. I’m currently physically unable to work, as I was in a car accident several years ago and have developed chronic neck and back pain as well as migraines that have led me to not be able to sleep much, if at all. I am constantly depressed and in a very ill state of mind.

I’m currently in the care of my mentally abusive mother, who on very often occasions tells me to kill myself, to start self harming again and threatens to leave myself, my dog and cat homeless with no money of means of making any money. She makes money off of me living here(around $150 a month), yet claims she can’t afford to buy me or my pets food(I eat once or twice a day and its usually ramen and my pets food adds up to MAYBE $80 a month).
She’s recently moved onto locking both my pets in my bedroom and not feeding them when I am not at home

I do have the opportunity to get onto welfare and get out of this place, but the only catch is that I cannot be living in my mother’s home(because she’s meant to take care of me). If I was able to set up getting an apartment I could start welfare immediately, meaning I could get out of this situation and work on bettering myself and give my pets the life they deserve instead of constantly living in fear. I need to raise enough money to pay first and last for an apartment before my mother decides I have to leave. She told me she will not give me any notice and I’m afraid that she would become physical with me to get me to leave.

This is probably all over the place and I’m not asking for much, but if anyone can help me out, even just by reblogging this, please do so.. Even if it’s only $1 or even just less it would be extremely appreciated by myself and my pets. Thank you so much to anyone and everyone who read this.


The Reid Effect

Requested by @21lanes: Reid and the Reader have been best friends for years, and she harbors a secret crush on him. When he starts seeing someone else, she’s jealous, but when he asks for her help in surprising his new girlfriend, all hell breaks loose.

It’s not fair, the effect Spencer Reid as on her. Her heart rate speeds up, her palms sweat, the air feels too warm, and she immediately forgets whatever else she was supposed to be thinking about the moment he walks into view. Similar symptoms occur at the sound of his voice, or when she receives a text from him, and of course when he appears unbidden in her mind. No, it’s not fair. And yet, she can never bring herself to mind much when he makes her feel so good.

They met at a criminology conference in DC. As a mystery writer, she wanted to do some in-depth research, and while she left with new material for her book, she also left with a new friend. Spencer sparked her interest almost immediately, and they became fast friends. Even from the start, he had a way of making her feel comfortable and putting her at ease. For three years he was her best friend – and still is – but last year something shifted, and one day she looked at him and realized what she felt for him went so much deeper than friendship. That’s when it began, that nervous fluttering and anxious happiness. It took weeks for her to realize what she felt for him was love, and she’s never been able to admit it out loud.

What if he doesn’t reciprocate her feelings? What if it ruins their friendship? She can’t imagine not having him in her life, even if it means never acting on her feelings. And yet, when he smiles at her, the rest of the world slips away. Does he even realize it, the effect he has on her?

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Books I Want To Write

I have so many story ideas swimming in my head so I thought I’d better write them all down (and hey maybe some of you guys would be interested in them who knows). Some of these I’ve done bits of work on already, some I haven’t done much of.

1). The Fairytale Of Sawyer Blue - this is my current WIP which you can follow and support on my sideblog @sawyerblue . It’s a YA Fantasy about a coven of queer witches. 

2). The Unlikely Adventures Of Clarence Graves - a YA Horror book following a young bisexual man and aspiring private eye who ends up running into more than he bargained for when he uncovers magic and monsters (possibly within the same world as Sawyer Blue i.e. modern world with magic). m/m romance for Clarence (or Clare as he prefers to be known).

3). Some Of Us - YA sci-fi / teen dystopia. Yeah, yeah I know we’re probably tired of these but this one features men loving men, and also a world where resources are so scarce we’ve resorted to institutionalised cannibalism (I swear, the world building is more complex than that, I promise it makes sense). Main character is Richard Fawkes, a sarcastic little shit, who talks directly to the reader and falls in love with a prince.

4). The Artist’s Stolen Ideas - Heading back to fantasy, this one is about Vincent Noir, a private eye who sees demons, helping an artist who claims a witch took the creativity right out of his head. Noir is aided by his half-human, half-demon warlock Fox who is the best character I have ever created. He’s also gay, because that’s just how I roll (and yes you can ship Noir and Fox, everyone who’s read the first draft does).

5). A Three Ring Circus - YA Fantasy following circus performer Eli Thorne as he tries to solve a murder that occurred within his circus. Not just any circus though - a refuge for those with magic to hide from the real world in plain sight. Oh yeah, and there a couple of possible ships for Eli most of which involve other men.

6). Your Mess Is Mine - A YA Contemporary, following a young girl who’s father has just committed suicide. I wanted to write this one because of some real-life experiences in my family and also because things like 13 Reasons Why need to handle this shit better. She starts recieving texts, emails and notes from someone calling themselves only the Poet - if she follows the clues she can find people who need help and aid them before its too late for them too. f/f romance sub-plot.

7). The Watchful Remnants - A planned YA fantasy trilogy, following a large Irish immigrant family living in the UK, the Caseys. The Caseys are shapeshifters and tasked with protecting us mere humans from demons and monsters. When Quinn thinks she might know where her missing twin sister is, she’s willing to go down the rabbit hole to find her. Major Alice in Wonderland inspirations.  Also hella queer including bi, lesbian, gay and genderfluid characters. f/f romance sub-plot for the mains.

There are more but those are the coherent ones. Anything you like the sound of?

Jumin Wedding Dance: One Shot

Since Jumin won second place, here is his wedding dance one shot. Also, here is Saeran’s one shot in cased any of you guys missed it :D! This is the concept I came up with for his wedding dance, you guys couldn’t agree on a single song so you guys decided to do something different. First half of the wedding dance would be your song and the second half would be his song. He didn’t care that It was cliché the song he picked, he always listened to the song, but now, he finally understood the lyricsAll of Me by John Legend 

I always believed love never existed because everything I loved either left or broke me. It was better to be alone to never ever love. Why give someone the power to destroy you, the power to rip your heart out and take it with them forever. I will never love.

I looked slowly at the clock watching the minute hand move rapidly. Probably it’s my imagination, I need to relax and breathe. If I can do a 4 hour business meeting then sure as hell I can do my own wedding. Who am I kidding, I need wine.  I walked quickly to the mini bar that’s in my hotel room and grabbed the wine and set it on the table. I was making my way towards the glass cabinet until I heard faint knocking. I opened the door and I saw my best man, Jihyun Kim, crying. I helped him inside and sat him down and got him tissues. “Why are you crying Jihyun? Is something the matter?” I asked a bit startled. He looked up at me laughing and I noticed he was fake crying. Him and his stupid jokes, he may appear serious and respectful to everyone else, but Jihyun does have his dorky moments. “The death of a bachelor just sounds so good on you my brother. Now,” he slowly got up and picked up the wine and placed it back inside the mini fridge “ I know you’re scared Jumin, you always been scared of love but you and I both know she wont hurt you.” I walked towards my bed and just sat there. I looked at him and his eyes soften because he knew my real concerned “I’m afraid, no I’m petrified, that I will be the one that hurts her, because what if my love isn’t enough? What if she realizes I’m too broken to love. What if this is just a dream and I would soon wake up to my hell of a reality.” Jihyun walked closer to me and placed a reassuring grip on my shoulder “If this is a dream my brother, take it and live it because not everyone is blessed with a happy ending” he smiled at me and I knew what he really meant. I hugged him and we made our way down so I can marry my soul mate.

I was fixing my sleeve impatiently waiting for my soul mate to enter the through the double doors. The concept of time does not apply to when you are waiting for you love to walk in at any moment. I need wine. I was growing a bit nervous till I felt people hug me. Saeyoung was hugging my shoulder, Yoosung was crying hugging my leg, Zen gave me a smile, while Jihyun was hugging my other shoulder. Why now, I guess they can tell I’m nervous. I looked up and saw Saeran trying to get the other grooms men in line and I thanked him for it. He got in line as well and I heard the double doors open and I was hit with her scent. Im marrying a goddess. 

Time Skip: Jumin Song Choice for Wedding Dance 

I grabbed her hand and kissed it gently “Thank you (y/n) for showing your heart to me, thank you for handing me the key to your heart and soul. I vow to always make sure you are safe and protected. I vow to you that you are your own person and I love you for who you are. Thank you for accepting me for who I am while helping me become a better man.” She looked at me with those beautiful (e/c) orbs and she saw past my wall. She slowly put a hand near my cheek and caressed it ever so gently as if my face was made of porcelain glass “Im not going to hurt you Jumin, I love you so much to even think about doing that. Please give me every single inch of you just like I gave you all of mine.” I put my wall down and finally showed her the fragile Jumin Han “ Im scared (y/n” I felt a tear escape me and all she did was wipe it off with her thumb “ I know and I’m here for you Jumin.” John Legend finally showed up on the stage and its time to give her all of me. 

What would I do without your smart mouth?Drawing me in, and you kicking me out. You’ve got my head spinning, no kidding, I can’t pin you down. What’s going on in that beautiful mind. I’m on your magical mystery ride. And I’m so dizzy, don’t know what hit me, but I’ll be alright.

I pulled her closer to me enough for her to hear my pleading heart. I placed by hand gently behind the small of her back and I wanted to pull her closer to me but I didn’t. I need to tell her now before its to late “From the very first moment I met you, your eyes captured my soul but my mind and heart refused. You helped me the light (y/n) and I thank you for that. I thank you for starting a war in my body because if it wasn’t for you, I would be miserable and I would of never given love a chance”. We weren’t dancing fancy, we been moving side to side gently enjoying our hearts speaking truthfully to one another. 

How many times do I have to tell you, Even when you’re crying you’re beautiful too, The world is beating you down, I’m around through every mood, You’re my downfall, you’re my muse, My worst distraction, my rhythm and blues I can’t stop singing, it’s ringing, in my head for you

“You’re beautiful soul light a fire inside my cold heart and you forced me to open up and love. I need you to know something (y/n), you are a goddess. I know you may not believe me when I say it but I’ve been all over the world but no one, and I mean no one, can compare to your beauty. You are a goddess and I am grateful that I’m going to live the rest of my life as your servant and king. I will worship you till my last breath, when my heart stops beating just know its last beat was made for you.” 

Give me all of you cards on the table, we’re both showing hearts risking it all, though it’s hard

I finally managed to twirl her around and I brought her closer to me so I can feel that our hearts our mending together. I need her to feel that my heart belongs to her, that she is the reason for why I look forward to waking up in the morning. Why I look forward to life in general. I started to break down and hug her while crying. She looked up at me and she had tears in her eyes as well. 

‘Cause all of me, Loves all of you, Love your curves and all your edges, All your perfect imperfections, Give your all to me, I’ll give my all to you, You’re my end and my beginning, Even when I lose I’m winning, 'Cause I give you all of me And you give me all of you

“ (y/n) thank you for everything. I will never be tired of showing my gratitude towards you because if it wasn’t for you, my life would be black and white. You added the color into my life and you made me feel like a person. I always believed no one would ever understand me because I was believing Zen’s words for a long time, I’m just a robot. I was believing that I had no right in this world that I’m just someone who is wasting precious energy. But you (y/n) you saved me. Thank you for killing me. Thank you for killing the old me and for helping me rebuild myself into a real man. I am in love with you forever and always and you’re my end and my beginning. I cannot wait to spend the rest of our lives together and I pray to god that I will die in your arms. I love you (y/n).”

Cramming at Hogwarts

Having trouble studying or working on something?
Pretend you’re in your house common room or dorm room or library studying or cramming for a test.

You’re craning for O.W.L.s or N.E.W.T.s

Or that stupid potions test.
Or the transfiguration test you totally should have studied for before now but ITS TOO LATE TO LOOK BACK.
Or I KKNNOOWW Arithmancy isn’t until Wednesday but I need to study now because I need to the extra help.
Or This project needs to get done!i don’t care how awesome the party at Gryffindor is.

Just pretend you’re studying at Hogwarts. You got a big test coming up and it’s an exam at Hogwarts.

Having trouble imagining you’re class being taught at Hogwarts?
It’s for muggle studies.

Particularly helpful for Ravenclaw which attention problems.

anonymous asked:

How would UT AND UF Sans and US Paps react to walking on their crush fucking themselves but the crush doesn't notice. Do the skelly's run away or stay in fear or? Also, I love your blog so far!! It's amazing

Undertale Sans

Decides to be respectful and walks away to let you do your thing, but the stretch in his shorts indicates that it’s too late to unsee what he saw. He makes a B-line for the bathroom and considers admitting his feelings for you at a later time.

Underfell Sans

What he meant to say was, “mind if I help out, Sugar?” but what came out was, “S-shit,” before teleporting to the safety of his room. He’s gonna need some time to himself to, uh, reflect on this.

Underswap Papyrus

He’s the only one that maintains external calmness. He slowly backs out.  In the moment he was thinking about how hot it was and how he would give anything to give you the pleasure you were giving yourself, if not more, but he doesn’t want to risk driving you away as a friend by acting on it. He’ll ask you out when he’s ready.


Every once in a while we stop and think about the routines we have fallen into, the lives we have become comfortable with, and the surrounding we are accustomed to. Sometimes we feel a little lost in the direction we are headed. Sometimes we feel a little stuck. Sometimes we feel like we are not being honest with ourselves and are not living the life we actually want to live if money was not an object. 

There are so many things we wish we could do but we haven’t come around to doing it. We feel like there is more to life. We feel like we might be wasting our time if we don’t do it, yet, we feel stuck. There are so many reasons that we seem to be telling ourselves why we haven’t come around to doing it. We may feel like we don’t have enough time, but if we don’t make time for it, when will we ever make it happen? We may say that we don’t have enough money, but do we really need so much capital to begin with or can we take a leap of faith in ourselves and let life lead the way? We may feel like the time is not right, but if we keep waiting around, when will it ever be right? We may feel like we’re not ready, but we will never feel ready until we have already done it once.  

When these doubts or feelings occur, ask yourself these questions to help you determine what you really want out of life, where you are headed, and what you should do. 

1. If not now, then when?

2. What would you do if nobody would judge you? 

3. Have you done something worth remembering lately?

4. Time or money?

5. What is the one thing you are proud of but would never put on your resume?

6. In 20 years from now, what do you want to remember?

7. What is something that you have always wanted to do since you were a kid?

8. When did you first realize life is short?

9. What memory from the past makes you smile the most?

10. Are you proud of what you are doing or what have you done?

11. In one year from today, how do you want to be different?

12. Are you doing what you believe in or settling for what you are doing?

13. What do you need to do to make it happen?

14. What do you absolutely love in life?

15. Has your greatest fear come true?

16. What is success for you?

17. What makes you feel great about yourself?

18. What do you admire most in the world?

19. If life is so short, why do we do so many things we don’t like doing?

20. When was the last time you started something new?

21. In order of importance, how would you rank happiness, money, love, health, fame?

22. What was the thing that didn’t last forever, but was still worth a while?

23. What has fear or failure stopped you from doing?

24. In one word, how would you spend the last month of your life?

25. What do you want to be known for?

26. What are you thankful for?

27. What do you need to let go of?

28. If you haven’t achieved it yet, what do you have to lose?

    To actually sit down and answer all of these questions might be harder than you think. But I hope that after doing this self-discovery exercise, you now have a clear direction of what you want out of life and what you should do. 

    I think we have been thinking too far. Jack confirmed a long time ago that zalgo text was anti talking
    And with his quote of today saying “damaged, like my dark persona ” and we go back to the tags he left in bio inc etc…
    One of them was damaged in zalgo

    The rest must be about anti too then.
    The sos in morsecode..

    We need to protect our glitchy boy before its too late. He might be in danger more than anyone else.
    Misunderstood bean just wants us to help him.


    “Have you ever noticed Warlocks never blink. Or… maybe they do, but I’ve never seen one.”

    “Heh. Did you actually ask that Guardian what mud tastes like?”

    “I’ve never given it a lot of thought. An alien intelligence. A god? Who has time for that?”

    “So I said to him: You’ve already got my heart, Hunter. He didn’t laugh.”

    “No one should have to live like that. That’s all I’m saying.”

    “I swear I saw a guy walk past me with tentacles on his face.” 

    “The Queen must have a plan to get the Guardians out of the Reef eventually.”

    “A Hunter I think. No she said something about Phobos.”

    “Oh, just getting off shift. My eyes are so dry. Damn those screens.”

    “Variks said what?”

    “I turned around and walked face first into a Titan’s chest. She apologized, but damn if that didn’t hurt.”

    “I don’t think they actually eat the dirt no.”

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    This is connected with No hero academia anime and i wonder if u can guess who is in Midoriya’s outfit?

    Btw i need u'r help!Should i fix somethin’ before its too late? Pleeease be free to tel me in comments!I got inspirated by one person…hehe

    Tomorow i will color it and then reveal who is in Midoriyas outfit!(nahh its easy u will guess it…why am i even trying TuT)

    Oh btw Crystal!Tale page 3 is gonna come out tommorow or on monday!

    anonymous asked:

    I wont let anything hurt you ever again. Logince, preferably Logic saying it.

    I tried to make this angst but in the end it just became an epic quest through dreamland, I am sorry.

    Also, I live for bard!Logic i mean  ugh

    Warnings: blood mention, burning


    “I won’t let anything hurt you ever again”


    The funny thing about being a trait was that all of them were connected in some way.

    Whenever one of them felt something really deeply – as in a heartbreak, a panic attack, joy or pain – the others would feel it too. And while Logic was the one least sensitive to emotions, he still felt them sometimes, like when Morality’s wife left him to take care of their children alone, or when Prince kissed his first princess, or when Anxiety had his first panic attack after one of Thomas’ worst presentations ever. Logic himself had never made any of the others feel anything, but he didn’t mind. He wasn’t a very sensitive trait, only having that connection four or five times all his life, while the other three were in a constant link of emotions.

    That day, however, everything was different.

    Logic had been bothered all day, not being able to focus on anything like he usually did. He was also alone in the house, with Anxiety having left with Thomas and Morality for a little family meeting, and Prince off to one of his many quests. Aside from that, Logic and Prince had just recently admitted their feelings for each other, and while nothing had come from it yet, they were slowly developing what could end in a very good relationship that Logic was more than eager to try out. And with all that had happened the last couple of days, obviously that he and Prince were more connected than ever, so it would be just understandable if he could feel something coming from the royal.

    And since he was the only other trait in the mindspace, he would be the only one to actually feel if something went wrong, because once outside with their host, they couldn’t have that link to someone that was inside the dreamspace.

    In the end, all of lead to a few facts: their link was strong because of their recent confessions, Logic would be the only one to actually feel the link if something was ever to happen, and he had been bothered during the entire day for some weird reason.

    So when he fell on the ground, his breathing stopping as he felt a deep, sharp pain on his stomach that felt very much like a sword going through his organs, he knew something was very, very wrong, and he needed to run.

    He stood up as he could with the deep pain in his stomach slowly going away, and ran to Prince’s room, knocking on the door.

    “Roman?! Roman!”


    Logic opened the door quickly and rushed inside, finding a white door on the other side of the room. Usually when they were in their dreamspaces, they would leave something behind so the others could access it as well. He ran to the door, and opened it to see himself in the middle of a dark forest.

    He hated, hated imagination land.

    After a few seconds of deep thoughts, a black horse appeared next to him, and he climbed it, ignoring the fear he had and riding it far away from the house.

    Why not cars? Why medieval times? Why?

    Luckily, there was a path for him to follow, so he wouldn’t have to guess the way like many other times. While he approached wherever he was going, he felt his shoulder burning and groaned, almost falling from the horse, which did not stop running. He held his shoulder firmly, blinking away the tears of pain that rose in his eyes. There was only one thing he was worried about at the moment, and that was to find Prince.

    “Roman!” he yelled, again, as he and the horse approached a big gate. “Open up!”

    Logic hated magic. He really did. But in this case, it was useful.

    The gate opened and he made the horse run again, looking around desperately. Several miles away, he could see a castle with a gigantic monster on top of it. He wasn’t sure if it was a dragon or what not, but it was spitting green fire and it was destroying everything around it.

    And Prince was in the middle of that destruction.

    Logic narrowed his eyes and held tighter on the horse’s rein, hitting its side so it would run faster, and the horse did, neighing loudly as they made their way through the destroyed castle town.


    Where are you, prince Roman? Are you too weak to fight me? HAHAHAHAH” Prince heard the monster laugh, and he just groaned, hiding behind a broken wall, holding the big wound on his stomach, doing his best to stop the bleeding while trying to ignore the deep pain in his shoulder.

    After a moment of deep thoughts, he sighed, letting his head fall back on the rock, body slowly becoming numb to the pain because of the blood loss.

    “I guess this is it then…” he mumbled, shakily, looking up at the dark skies over him. Prince smiled weakly, closing his eyes right after. “Defeated… at last… You thought you were better than this… You were so wrong” he mumbled, a soft chuckle leaving his mouth, followed by a chuckle thick with blood. “So soon… And I didn’t… I didn’t have the chance… Logan…”

    I’m sorry.


    I’m sorry.

    Logic frowned, finally arriving to the castle. The thought was weak, which meant one thing only: Prince was weak and he needed help.

    He looked forward, frowning at the wreckage. He left his horse, petting its head.

    “You are of no help now. Return to the castle, Night” he said, and the horse neighed again before it ran away. Logic looked towards the castle and ran inside, getting past the rocks and making his way to the tower.

    He had to get there before it was too late.



    Prince opened his eyes slowly, frowning as he saw a black figure approaching. When the shadow kneeled next to him, pulling him closer, he frowned. That touch was so familiar, so gentle.

    “Who…” he mumbled, but suddenly there was a finger over his mouth.

    “Don’t speak. Just stay awake. I will heal you in a minute”

    Prince knew that voice.

    “Logan…” he breathed out, before he was shushed again. Logan pulled him to his lap before the ground shook and the monster’s head appeared next to them.

    There you are. You and your knight” the monster growled, smirking, and Logic pulled Prince closer, while the royal stared at the creature that had defeated him at last. “Too weak to fight on your own, you called aid, prince Roman. Unfair, but worry not. I will make both of you ashes” the creature said, before it charged a fire blast.

    Before it could release it, however, the ground shook again and the monster lost its footing, having to fly to steady itself again. Prince looked up, adrenaline filling him up as he saw the walls around them trembling.

    “Logan… Logan the castle…” he gasped out, trying to move. “It is crumbling… save yourself… Logan! Logan…” he said, but then as he stared at Logic’s eyes, he realized that it wasn’t a simple earthquake that was destroying the castle.

    The thing was, while in dreamspace, especially in Prince’s dreamland, each one of them had different abilities and different tittles. And while in the others it was something silly and unimportant, in Roman’s, they had their elemental powers, and also an RPG king of ability set.

    And when Prince looked in Logic’s eyes, he realized that he was the one making the ground shake.

    What is happening?!” the monster growled, but Logic simply continued staring at it. Slowly, all the pieces of the fallen castle started to float in the air, surrounding the monster and together, at the same time, they came together, squeezing the monster between them, digging into its skin and destroying every part of its being until it fell all the way down, lifeless.

    Then, the shaking of the ground stopped and Logic looked back down at Prince, who was staring at nothing while the adrenaline went away again and he was left with the dizziness of the loss of blood.

    “Relax. I shall heal you” Logic mumbled, pulling Prince closer and closing his eyes, a soft humming leaving his mouth.

    Prince closed his eyes, leaning against his warm body, breathing slowly as he felt his body going back to normal, as if nothing had ever happened. He let himself rest against the older trait, knowing he would be safe.

    “Thank you…”

    “I will never let anything hurt you again” Logic mumbled, holding Prince closer as he watched the wound on his stomach heal and the burning on his shoulder disappear.

    He hated his powers, he hated magic, he hated things that weren’t real. But at that moment, he was glad he had them.

    Maybe being a bard wasn’t so bad after all.

    I Need A Drink

    Joe places the empty glass back down on the bar counter, signalling the bar tender for another, running a hand through his hair as he glances around the crowded room.

    He knows he shouldn’t have another, the alcohol having already created quite the buzz in his system, but he also doesn’t think he’ll be able to gather the courage he needs without it.

    “Thanks.” Joe mumbles as the bartender walks away, a full drink replacing his previously empty one. He runs a finger around the rim of it, different sentences running through his mind, practicing which one would work best.

    “Cheer up, mate!” Jack yells over the music into Joe’s ear, clapping a hand on his shoulder. “You look like a wounded puppy.”

    “M’fine.” Joe shakes his head, offering a small smile towards Jack. “Just thinking.”

    “We’re at a bar, surrounded by quite a few lovely looking ladies, so why are you thinking?”

    “I don’t care about the other girls here, you know that.”

    “Oh right, because they aren’t her.”

    “Piss off.”

    “No, no. Let’s just go through this again. You love Y/N, but you refuse to do anything about it. So instead of easily going home with someone from here tonight, you’ll just mope around, because you aren’t going home with her.” Jack rolled his eyes as he spoke, tired of the same old story.

    Joe glares at him, taking a long sip of his drink before replying.

    “Tonight will be different.”


    “I’m telling her.”

    “Really?” Jack looks at Joe in disbelief, but notices the determined look in his friend’s eyes. “Well alright! About freaking time!” He grins, clapping Joe on the shoulder once again.

    “Whatever.” Joe shrugs off Jack’s hand, looking around the crowded room once again. “Have you seen her though? I lost track of her a while ago.”

    Joe, Jack, Y/N, and the rest of their small group were out at a club for the night, deciding that the week was too long and they all needed to blow off some steam and just have fun for the night. While they had arrived together, it didn’t take long for them to split up. Joe was sure if he made a loop around the dance floor, he’d see a few of the boys getting up close and personal with a girl they were hoping to go home with. He was surprised Jack was standing beside him, because last he had seen, there had been a few girls dancing closely with him. Joe had been with Y/N, dancing and having a great time, and it was during that dancing that he had decided tonight would be the night. So he had excused himself to grab a drink, and since then, had lost track of her in the crowd.

    “Sorry mate, no sign of her. Was slightly preoccupied.” The blonde grinned.

    “And yet you’re standing here with me.”

    “Needed a break. And glad I did. Let’s find your lady.” Joe can’t help but laugh at his friends determination to help him, thinking that Jack may have had a few too many drinks. “Oh! Look, there she is now!” Joe follows where Jack is pointing seeing Y/N making her way over to them, smiling as she sees them. “I’ll leave you two be.” Jack winks before moving down the bar just as Y/N appears at Joe’s side.

    “Finally! I’ve been searching for you for a while.” She smiles at him, stealing his drink to take a sip.

    “Sorry, bar was busy.”

    “It’s fine, I ended up getting busy too.” She winks at him, handing his drink over. Joe feels his heart drop, all his confidence slipping out of his grasp.


    “Mhm, apparently the boys aren’t the only ones pulling tonight.” Y/N smirks. “I actually came to find you to tell you that I was heading out. He and I are going to go grab some food and see where the night goes.”

    “You’re leaving with him?” Joe’s mouth feels dry.

    “Don’t worry, Joe. He’s not some dangerous guy.” She rolls her eyes, mistaking his question for protectiveness. “I’ll be fine. But I’ll text you tomorrow, okay?”

    “Yeah, sure. Be safe.” Is all he can respond with. He can’t tell her what he planned now, it was too late.

    “Will do.” She winks one last time, heading over to a guy Joe now see’s standing nearby. The stranger wraps an arm around Y/N’s shoulder and they head for the door as Jack appears once again.

    “Shit, Joe…” Jack starts but Joe shakes his head, stopping him.

    “I need a drink.”

    The blonde studies his friend for a moment before nodding and signalling the bar tender, ordering a round of shots.

    Joe slams one back, deciding that he was wrong earlier, he does need more. But this time its to help him forget.

    Part 2

    BTS - Dropping/Breaking Something in Public
    • J-Hope: Ah, it's so nice to be out shopping
    • Rapmon: yeah
    • Jungkook: Hey Rapmon could you hold V's and I stuff while we go check out that playgroun- I mean hardcore mAn shop
    • Rapmon: yeah sure, don't get too wild kids *grabs their stuff*
    • Jin: Here, hold my purse while I go look in Victoria's Secre- I mean um
    • Rapmon: sure sure *grabs purse*
    • Jimin: ah that gym looks hella fine, hey Rapmon could you hold my glasses for a sec?
    • Rapmon: Of course bro *grabs glasses*
    • Suga: Mattress Firm seems like a fun place, imma go check it out, here grab my headphones off of me
    • Rapmon: Alright *grabs headphones*
    • J-Hope: Do you need any help carrying all of that stuff
    • Rapmon: nah I'm fine
    • J-Hope: ...
    • Rapmon: ...
    • Rapmon: oh lord I have to sneeze
    • J-Hope: quickly! Hand me the stuff!
    • Rapmon: Wait! Before I do I have to make a dramatic monologue, and then a soliloquy to address the audience!
    • J-Hope: Just hand me the stuff
    • Rapmon: I had a dream, and that dre-
    • Rapmon: *whispers* oh god
    • Rapmon: *whispers* it's too late
    • Rapmon: *sneezes*
    • Rapmon: *drops everything*
    • J-Hope: the fourth time this week
    • Rapmon: *single tear falls from the broken man*

    anonymous asked:

    Dipper, I know you think you are protecting them, protecting everybody by not telling them about Bill. Hell, I know you might even be a little embarrassed - but they need to know. This is only going to put them in harms way, and you need to be honest with your significant others. They can help you. You don't need to do this alone. Please, tell them before it's too late.

    (click here to start from the beginning of Dipper’s backstory)

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    I don’t need Fat Acceptance.


    Because I realize that my weight is to be taken seriously, I am about 230 right now and this is the heaviest I have ever been. I used to be a very tiny woman but things happened in my life and it caused bad patterns to form within my life. But the thing is, I am now strong enough to stop this, and so are you.

    I used to sit here scrolling through this tag figuring out “Wow why can’t I have this much confidence?” or “Wow these girls are so beautiful and I’m not?” Well, I finally realized that the reason I don’t have much confidence is because I AM NOT MY SELF ANYMORE. I HAD BECAME A SLAVE TO FOOD. It has been a week now and I am now eating like I used to when I was a smaller woman and I feel fantastic. No sodas, no high fat and sugary foods, no going out and getting take out every week. None of that. Let me tell you something, It has only been ONE week and I feel so fucking amazing and alive because I have also been moving a ton more as well,

    You DON’T NEED FAT ACCEPTANCE EITHER. You need to be HEALTHY. Being obese is disgusting and its not beautiful what so ever. Please do something about it before it’s too late, because you sit here thinking you wont get that big and before you know it, you are on “My 600 Pound Life” on TLC. From one Fat person to another. Please do something and if you need help please seek it. Life is too short and you’re just making it shorter by accepting your disorder.

    Now, I must go for my 5 mile jog. What will you be doing? Hopefully you’ll be changing yourself for the better or, just sit on your ass and mope why people don’t think you’re pretty and the only person that thinks you’re attractive is your mother and the Fat Acceptance group. It’s time to do something. and a great time to start is Now.

    Misc. {Sentence Starters}
    • "Okay, I don't think you should be eating that."
    • "Hold on for a second! Didn't you hear that?"
    • "I’d rather not be seen with you, if I can avoid it."
    • "I can't believe I choose to hang out with you!"
    • "Would it be weird if I kissed you right now?"
    • "I'm thinking we should go out and grab a bite to eat, sometime."
    • "Have you ever cried because you were so happy?"
    • "That might have been illegal. We should leave."
    • "You might be just a little obsessed with this, don't you think?"
    • "Do you sleep with a stuffed animal?"
    • "All my best memories involve you!"
    • "Why don't we head out and grab a drink together?"
    • "Please, come back. I'm sorry for everything."
    • "You look like you've had a tough day. What's up?"
    • "I'm really craving ice cream. Are you craving ice cream?"
    • "You know, I meant that as a compliment."
    • "You won’t catch me complaining about an offer like that!"
    • "Okay, I admit it. Maybe I wasn't as nice as I should have been."
    • "I need you to be strong. I can't do this alone."
    • "How do I know you won’t use this against me?"
    • "Where'd you get that black eye? Were you fighting somebody?"
    • "We should run! Or at least hide!"
    • "I don't know why I'm scared. I've been here before."
    • "Okay. Maybe a little help would be nice."
    • "You're telling me you haven't haven't watched _____, yet? We need to fix this!"
    • "Okay, I love you, is that so wrong?"
    • "Why the hell are you dressed like a chicken?"
    • "I am literally going though hell. Do you even care?"
    • "You just startled me is all. What were you doing?"
    • "People seem to trust me really easily. Probably not a good idea."
    • "I want to apologize. I've really been acting like a jerk."
    • "Well, if I'm angry, it's your fault!"
    • "Lately, you've been working too hard."