i physically cannot wait

But like does anyone else think that Newt would have married a muggle had he not met Tina? It got me thinking when he made that comment about Americans not allowed to associate with No-Majs being “backwards” and “wildly absurd”. Because I’d like to think he would.

on a completely different note, i cannot physically wait until john cameron goes thru some serious character development. like. john cameron discovering that julian provides him his acts? john cameron constantly mulling over the fact that julian saved his life? john cameron acknowledging that julian idolizes him in a lot of ways? john cameron realizing that, despite the fact that julian arguably Messes Everything Up Always, the show could not have gone on for this long without him? 

like. once those realizations fall into place for our dear idiot of a host, his perception of julian will be changed forever. and i am so here and so ready to see how those discoveries will change the dynamic of their relationship 

anonymous asked:

What is umfbamha? I keep hearing about it but idek what it is?

i am so glad you asked.

until my feet bleed and my heart aches (short: umfbamha) is an almost 200k words long yoi on ice fanfic, written by the gorgeous (but also evil) mastermind @kazliin. here’s the summary:

‘…Of all the rivalries in the world of sports over the years, perhaps none has become so legendary as that of Russian figure skater Viktor Nikiforov and his rival, Japanese Yuuri Katsuki…’

A single event changes the course of Yuuri’s life, throwing him into a bitter rivalry with Viktor Nikiforov that spans across his entire skating career. But as the years go on, rivalry and hatred begin to develop into something very different and Yuuri doesn’t seem to be able to stay away, no matter how hard he tries.

Hatred and love are two sides of the same coin and even though everything changes, some things are still meant to be.

basically, it’s an agonizing rivals au slowburn with fantastic little social media bits aka outsider povs in the middle. it’s completely from yuuri’s pov, and since he’s a notoriously unreliable narrator, we’ll be getting the whole story from victor’s pov too after this one is finished! which is after next week, since chapter 14 is going to be the last one. it’s going to be extremely painful and i cannot wait. just thinking about it makes me heart physically hurt. wow, amazing.

the fic is updated every other week, and chapter 13 just came out last sunday. it was amazing. it seems like the fic has developed it’s own fandom, which is very interesting but not really surprising, considering how thirsty the fandom is and how good the fic is. it was bound to happen. SO, the fic’s fandom has been sort of dying from The Feels™ ever since and trying to cope with the agony by talking about the fic excessively. this is the part you’ve seen. now it’s time for you to see what the fuss is about and join us in our pain.

(since the fic causes such tremendous suffering to anyone who reads it, we now have a umfbamha support group on discord. please join us if you need to. we are here for you.)

anonymous asked:

Hello may I request an angst fic where MC had an accident/disease where her heart stop functioning but not yet died (still in coma/dying state) and still could be saved if she get a donor. And jumin as her lover want to donor his heart for her? You don't have to do this if you feel uncomfortable about it. Thank you. I love your writing😊😊

I’m so glad to see you like my writing! I hope this request fits your desires. Have a fantastic day dear! <3

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You had started to slow down lately. 

You hadn’t been able to move as you used to, quickly overcome with exhaustion finding yourself having to sit down more and more as time passed.

And Jumin noticed almost immediately. 

The first point had been excited to take him to the local market, finding that it had been something he hadn’t visited.

You had made it, a smile tugging at your lips as you dragged him on, his faint chuckles following along.

But the noise caught up.

And the people began to ram into you accidentally, their apologies shouted into your ear. 

And a pain banged in your chest. 

You clenched onto your chest, dropping your hand from your husband as you began to collapse, the pain only growing by the second, coursing throughout your entire body. 

Jumin raced to catch you almost immediately, his voice soft and worried, a circle of concerned people crowding about. 

“Love are you okay? What’s the matter?” 

You hadn’t even been able to muster the words, weakened gasps and sputters only able to escape you, eyes wide and confused.

A doctor’s visit hadn’t been too far ahead. 

The pains had been persisting you yourself finding it hard to even move out of the penthouse most days, your limbs brittle and exhausted, muscles practically gasping for breath.

And the doctors had been able to soon tell you.

Cardiomyopathy.

Your heart was giving out.

It was weak.

And soon you found yourself ridden to a hospital bed, each breath you took feeling heavier than cinderblocks, unable to do more than speak a few words at a time. 

Yet Jumin had been beside you for all of it.

He spent every night at the hospital, many times passing out at the bedside, his hand always entwined with your own. 

Though on a few occasions, he’d be forced to leave, most of the time from work.

He would always seem to be in almost despair promising he’d return, pressing a small kiss to your forehead.

But one day he didn’t. 

He had been hours late than usual, your gaze constantly traveling out to the door hoping he’d arrive.

Instead, you got your doctor, a mixed expression painting his features.

“MC, how’re you doing today?”

You were silent, frowning, tipping your head from side to side.

“That answers my question,” He continued, managing a grin. “Well, I’ve got very good news. You’ve got a donor.” 

Your eyes lit up, lips parting as you wanted to speak. “What…? Who…?”

“That’s where I have to come in with my bad news,” He sighed, sorrow taking over him. “It’s your husband. There was an accident. He’s been put into a medically induced coma. His brain is in a vegetative state, and without life support…he’s essentially gone.” 

Agony.

That was the only thing you could feel in those following moments.

It was an agony far worse than when your heart began to give out.

Tears began to pour out before you were even aware, your hands trembling as you had attempted to wipe them away, your chin quivering, coughs and wheezing escaping you.

“W-What?”

“He um…he left a letter, addressed to you.” 

He rounded to your bed, slipping in into your lap, setting a soft hand onto your shoulder. “I’m sorry MC. But…this will save your life. I’m sure he’d want you to do this.” 

He left the room shortly after, giving you a faint dip of his head as he disappeared.

And so you began to read the letter.

“My darling MC,

                             By now you’ve surely heard the news. I’m not quite sure how else you would’ve received the letter but I digress. 

                              Do not mourn me, the last thing I want for you is to be in any more pain. I only wish for you to have the greatest happiness my love. That’s all I’ve ever wanted.

                               But as I said, I did for this. I did this to help you. I hadn’t taken a drive for myself in awhile. I decided to change that. At least this time my poor skills will be put to good use.

                               Never forget that even in death you still are utterly my most precious love. Not only will my heart be with you but so will my soul. Even if I cannot be there with you physically.  

                                           I cannot wait for the day we meet again,

                                                                                                            Jumin”

And as you closed the letter, despite a living future, the days would still be eternally dark.

For they would be days he could never spend with you.

honestly? being a daddy/master is so great i mean.. the most rewarding part of my day is the end, knowing i’ve looked after my boy well and he’s all sleepy eyed and clingy, getting a gentle “night night master” before he drifts into sweet dreams and a few long hours of (hopefully comfy!) sleep makes me smile to no end and i cannot wait till i get the chance to physically tuck him in and plant a kiss on his forehead and whisper to him how much i love him and honestly? he makes me the happiest person alive.

Not only do we get a sequel to Al1, like we all predicted, SEVENTEEN went the extra mile and is releasing a fucking prequel. These boys work so fucking hard for us and I really hope they know how much we appreciate it (and they’re not even done their tour yet like what)

I physically cannot deal right now just gonna lie in my bed and wait for Leader Line to absolutely deck me on the 25th

I’m just so happy that I became a Carat, I feel so loved at all times 💎💎

Originally posted by jiminsvwife

So I’ve been on this site since 2009, way longer than 2 years. But 2 years ago, I made my first contribution to the rotbtd fandom, which ended up snowballing into a complete shift of blog type from Doctor Who, Harry Potter, and other live action things to the more or less Disney/Dreamworks/General animation blog that you see before you now.

And these past two years have also been some of the best of my life. I’ve gotten to see so many beautiful movies, learned so much about the world of animation, and (most importantly) I’ve met some amazing people from all around the world! I cannot thank the people I follow and the people who follow me enough for everything you’ve done for me over these past two years, whether you backed me up in an argument, sent me words of encouragement, or were just always there, posting cool stuff that put me in a good mood or inspired me in some way. From the bottom of my heart, thank you everyone. I look forward to spending another 2 years (and beyond) blogging with all of you!

This follow forever is just a portion of the amazing blogs that I follow. For a complete list check out my blog roll! The list below is comprised of artists, gifmakers, writers, and just all around excellent people and bloggers, so please give them your love and a round of applause!

A-C

adrianveiidt | agentnorthcarolina | agrabahprincess | alwaysadisneyday | amazinglyanimated | andythelemon | animated-kingdom | animationforever | annabjorgmans | arcanabreak | arendellesque | baeymax | bente36 | bigheroseven | bigherosixed | bootyhontas | brokensmolders | buymevideogames | cabrymation | capt-johnsmith | chadaewong | clarabellecows | cloudbender | coldneverbotheredme | comickergirl | completelytwitterpated | crucianbread | cutiehunny

D-I

dazzledbydisney | deadlydisney | deaniethebeanie | dearhoneylemon | deeplyindisney | diisneydreaming | disneyaf | disneycollective | disneyineveryway | disneyismyescape | disneylens | disneyrelatedboy | dizylizy | dreamberks | elsaflake | faithfulponds | flynnriders | freshprinceofmaldonia | frosty-viking | frostyarendelle | fuckyeahgravityfalls | ging-ler | gogotomaqos | graphrofberk | hailzuko | hannahberrie | hirohamada | hiroharnada | hiroohamada | hope-for-snow | ice-solation

J-P

juliajm15 | kainxra | kida-tiana | kihori | kingkristoffs | kiome-yasha | kpfun | ky-jane | laikaworld | lemongogo | lilopelekai | literalagentcarolina | lottielabuff | maggins | maidmarians | merida-straighthair | mickeyandcompany | missblackstar1678 | moahna | murphystarr | nakomahs | nostalgiaunicorn | novacorpss | obsessively-disney | painting-the-roses | patoruzita | picture-of-sophisticated-grace | princess-cortcake | princess-marida | punziella

Q-W

queentianas | quicktrick | rapunzelaisaka | seeingthelights | sleepingbellle | snowydisney | snowydragons | stuckindisney | tadashiamada | teriyaki-hamada | the-meta | thebjorgmans | thedisneyrollercoaster | thedizbizz | theodoreshackleford | uponagraydawn | waltdisnerd | waltdisneysdaily | waltdisneywoah

And special shout out to all the members of the Second Star and Woman Up Networks!

Trust: What’s That?!

I have no reason not to trust Daniel (My partner) he tells me he loves me 100 times a day, treats me like a princess, and hell the guy is even working so hard to save up a deposit to buy us both a house. He tells me all the time that he is going to give the life I deserve and yet I CAN’T trust him. I just can’t, I’m waiting for him to say “HA GOT YA! HAHAHA you thought I loved YOU? HAHA!” How do you fellow borderlines cope? I physically cannot trust him, I love him but I’m waiting for him to cheat on me, or hurt me in some way and it’s awful. Anyone else feel like this?

Y'all I need to leave my mom’s. She’s such a bad influence when it comes to food.

I’m tired of breaking my diet and a) it not being worth it and b) feeling shitty physically and mentally afterwards. I leave on Sunday and cannot wait to get back to the right place with my eating habits.

onyangel  asked:

i just finished bittersweet & delicate and it was honestly one of the most beautiful fanfics i've ever read, not to mention a larry fic. it made me cry multiple times but it truly astounds me how imaginative and visual your writing is. thank you so much for writing it and i physically cannot wait for the epilogue

oh god thank u so much! this is so nice, i’m really really glad u liked it :’) im kinda just sat here grinning like a fool bc my writing is very mediocre but thank you so much for this

I just watched 19 kids and counting and I physically cannot comprehend how anyone could wait until the day of their wedding to have their first kiss????? Like what????? How??¿?? It honestly bewilders me

Good Morning everyone! Another Monday begins, another new week begins! Let’s make it an amazing week yeah!? Its motivational monday and Ive been getting quite a few new followers lately and quite a few people asking for some transformation photos so I thought id do a bit of an updated post about me and my journey..so far! So hopefully my journey can give you some motivation :) the middle photo is me today recently and the photos either side are old photos of my when I was very overweight. My story continues into the comment section because the caption is too long :) My journey started when I was super young! First year of high school in grade 8, towards the end of the year I got to 85.6kg, eating tonnes of chocolate everyday, not exercising whatsoever, never going to the beach due to not wanting to show myself, always wore jeans even on super hot days to cover my legs and had no confidence whatsoever. When I saw that number on the scale, I knew 90kg was close and then I was on a run to reach 100 and that was when I knew it was time for a change. Over a year/year and a half or so (don’t know exact dates/time) I turned my life around, I lost 30kg. It didn’t all start in the right way though, due to being so young I had no idea of how to eat and how much, I was eating sooooo little calories (not for long though; i educated myself as you’ll read later) and started on the treadmill, just walking for 30-60minutes daily. My exercise progressed into morning swims at my local pool, then bootcamp aswell, then joining a gym and I was getting fitter and stronger! I started educating myself more about food and realised how much I need to be eating and how important proper nutrition is to fuel your body! When I had lost the 30kg, I was at that ‘skinny fat’ stage. So I was skinny but didn’t have much muscle and my BFP was probably a bit high. After starting my Tumblr blog I was learning even more and more about that dreaded weight section at my gym and how strength training can help in so many ways. So I went in that weights room and learnt a whole new way to work my body and get results. I gained muscle, I gained strength, I lost body fat and became more healthy! I fell in love with working out, started group fitness classes, especially loving the les mills grit program. Since then I have stuck with working out at my gym, in and out of the group fitness room, and also outdoor workouts too! My life has changed completely, I am so much more educated on food and exercise now and I’m so thankful for the support I’ve had throughout my journey. I maintain around 60kg now and am the fittest, healthiest and strongest I’ve ever been. I am currently studying to achieve my cert 3 and 4 in fitness, just completed my grit module training and will soon be studying nutrition and dietetics at university. I cannot wait to change people’s lives physically and mentally. I can’t wait to see what more I can achieve in my journey because this is one that is never ending. I want to be able to help people get through what I went through! I love all the support I get through Tumblr and Instagram and I am just so so excited for what comes next in my life! If I can do it, so can you!!!! Hope you all enjoyed reading a little more depth into my story!!
Instagram: @fit_healthy_you

The Curious Case of the Author Who Didn't Get Better On Time

So last month I wrote this post about how I’d had an operation and then got a post-surgical infection. I write now, over a month later–in sort of a similar state.

I am still sick. I’m not as sick as I was, but I am still sick. This sickness has gone through many phases now–the first month saw me popping in and out of hospitals a lot. Over the holidays, I was being treated by a specialist who gave me some strong meds and called me on Christmas Eve to tell me I might have Lupus. (I don’t have Lupus. But he called and told me that on Christmas Eve and we had to twiddle our thumbs until the new year to find that out.) We still don’t know what I have, but the likely culprit is a small pocket of infection hiding out in my body, or the infection/medication infecting/affecting a heart valve. 

Whatever the case, I am not on death’s door–I’m just still sick. I can walk short distances. Some days I can go a block or two, and some days I get winded just walking around the apartment. I’ve had a low fever since November, so I’m starting to consider it as a pet. I get some pretty bad muscle pain at points.  I have been able to get back to work a bit. I’m extremely behind, and I’m working at a lower capacity, but I do get things done!

I did go to Florida the other week as part of a long-scheduled vacation, which was supposed to be to somewhere else entirely. I wasn’t able to do that trip, but the doctors said it would be good if I went somewhere warm and got out of my house. (I basically haven’t been out of the house much since November 17th. I haven’t been to a movie, or a show, or a party. I have gone FULL HOMEBODY.) It was very exciting to be somewhere else! And not be freezing! I could walk a bit there. Mostly I sat outside and stared lovingly at the ocean.

Okay, but there are reasons I am telling you all of this, because why would you care?

The first reason is: I am not in physical shape to go on the book tour I was supposed to go on upon the release of The Shadow Cabinet. So that tour will be POSTPONED until I am physically able. I cannot WAIT to do this.

BUT! Just because I can’t travel doesn’t mean I won’t be doing things. I will be ONLINE. You may be hearing MUCH from me in the lead-up to the release on February 10th (US)/February 5th (UK).

But I have a few other things to mention. Because I have learned a few lessons in this experience.

MAUREEN’S LESSONS FROM THIS EXPERIENCE, WHICH MAYBE YOU CAN USE IF YOU GET STUCK AT HOME SICK

1. Not all of the things need to get done, probably.

I am a big proponent of doing ALL THE THINGS!!!! I’m not super good at learning that I can’t do things, or maybe I should rest a bit and not overdo it. This is how you end up trying to do five loads of laundry and then you start crying in the laundry room because you have run out of energy and then you sit in a wheely laundry cart because you’re too tired to walk to the drier and then you just give up and decide you don’t need towels, anyway, and you sit on the floor of the elevator riding back upstairs. Sometimes? The laundry does not need doing, especially if you do not leave the house. You can wear anything in the house, including your Jedi bathrobe or the t-shirt you found half-under the bed, or you can fashion a cape out of the dog blanket from the sofa and sweep dramatically around the hallway. I showered every day. GOOD ENOUGH. And frankly, you don’t need to set the bar that high. It’ll be fine.

2. There is such a thing as too much television.

Sometimes you don’t have much choice in this matter. Like, when you can’t get off the sofa and you’re wearing your dog blanket cape and you’re generally wobbling like a lost Jello on a windy plain. This is when I discovered BBC Radio online and it has changed my life. You can listen to radio plays! Dramatized books! Comedy! Discussions! Music! 

3. Make a bundle of the PRECIOUS THINGS so you don’t have to keep getting up.

You’re going to want your phone and a charger and a book and a pen and a the TV remote and your water bottle and your headphones. Just carry everything in a bucket. If you don’t have a bucket, fill a towel or the corner of your Jedi robe or a t-shirt. 

4. Despite appearances, you will be able to return to the world.

After a week or two or three inside in the winter, you will begin to think you are the last remaining member of a lost civilization. You’re not.

5. *** email

Except the ones from your friends or your mom or anything that is really critical. But mostly you can **** email until such a time as you are ready to handle it. At which point, I advise you to just erase 75% of it at random.

6. Other people are awesome.

I have a new appreciation for people who live with long-term illness and pain. What I’ve gone through is a drop in the bucket. I have a job I can do from home, and insurance, and many people who have helped me when I couldn’t quite do the things I normally am able to do. My mom has talked to me every day. Oscar has been a champion–taking on all the tasks I couldn’t.

7. Hoard your miracle substance.

There is probably one, maybe two, substances that are keeping you going. Mine is ginger ale, which helps with some of the GI effects of the drugs. I buy ginger ale like I’m expecting a ginger ale shortage. All of it is mine. I tower it high. I will drink it. Ginger ale.

8. Meditation

I’ve been a regular mediator for five years, and it has a huge impact on my life. You can definitely do this while sick, and it can only help.

9. Spy on your neighbors

Might as well. I have notebooks full of their movements.

10. Say thank you.

Thanks everyone who has helped me. I love you.

If YOU have tips on how to stay at home and be sick, please TWEET them to me. I long to COMPILE this knowledge!