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Hey

Ok I’m really too tired and so the story I’m writing is extremely shitty, so I’m gonna go to bed, and finish writing it tomorrow ok ? Cause there’s no point in me forcing myself to finish it tonight, I’m gonna be over-unhappy and frustrated with it if I do…Sorry for the no story today, I’ll make it up to you guys somehow.

Anyway, tomorrow sometime in the morning (Central european time), there will be a new fic based off of this sentence “You can’t fight me, you’re miniature” with Broosh. Voilà. Thanks for your understanding. 

Caught  |part 2|

Originally posted by cutae-hyungie

Genre: Fluff, Mermaid!AU

Word Count: 2,541

Summary: When you decided to help your dad on his fishing boat for the day you never thought you’d end up catching something other than a fish in your net, but when you found yourself looking into the deep brown eyes of a mermaid you don’t know what to think anymore.

A/N: I decided to make it into a mini series of sorts because I really wanted to continue it. Who knows how long it will be though so it might not even be a mini series. Also I’m glad some of you guys actually like this au like it increases my motivation tenfold every time someone reblogs or comments on it I just alkjhdsgkjanksajh. You guys are great thank you so much! 

Part 1


You had told your father that you didn’t know how he ended up getting caught in your net, you just knew that he lost his memory and for some reason was naked. This led him to assume that Taehyung had been in some sort of shipwreck and now, after giving him some clothes to change into, he was driving the ship back to the dock where you said you would take him to the hospital. Which was another lie because how were you going to take him to the hospital when he’s a mermaid? Obviously there have to be some differences in anatomy there. Or did the kiss change all that? 

It was all very confusing and messy and as you stood outside the door of the cabin waiting for the mermaid to change into clothes your father had given him you couldn’t stop thinking about how exactly you would deal with this. As soon as you got to your house you were going to have a long talk with him about what exactly was going on and why a kiss from you gave him legs. 

Thud

The sound came from inside the room and truthfully you didn’t want to know what had happened, but you didn’t have a choice. “Are you okay in there?” 

“N-no…How do you wear these, they’re so constricting!” The mermaid complained, and you heard him still struggling with whatever article of clothing he was attempting to wear. Legs were still new to him so he needed help getting to the room and you had hoped he wouldn’t need help getting dressed. 

You sighed, already regretting what you were about to do, and turned around to open the door and attempt to help him. When you opened the door you were prepared to have to see his naked form again but this time you were greeted by the sight of Taehyung laying on the floor partially wearing your father’s large shirt while trying to pull a pair of obviously too big sweatpants up his legs. Fortunately he had managed to already get underwear on so you weren’t as surprised as you had been earlier. 

“If you managed to get the underwear on I don’t see how the rest of this is a problem.” You commented as you walked over to help him get back on the bed and in sitting position. 

Taehyung pouted at you as he sat up and the pants fell to the floor. “I’ve never worn clothes before so everything is a problem.”

“Maybe you should’ve thought about these problems before kissing me then.” You retorted, making him frown.

“I don’t need your help then, I’ll get it on by myself.” You wanted to laugh at how  pouty he sounded but you decided that it wouldn’t help your case with him. 

Grabbing onto the shirt, you straightened it out and helped him put it on right before buttoning it up. Your dad’s shirt was obviously too big on the skinnier man and you thought it looked cute the way it hung on him and swallowed him up. You rolled up the sleeves for him so his hands were visible and when you were finished with that you looked down to the sweatpants that had fallen to his ankles and you realized he had accidentally put both legs in the same hole. “How did you manage to do that when you put on the underwear perfectly fine?” 

“I don’t know, this one was bigger than the underwear it was confusing.” 

You didn’t want to ask how it was confusing for him, instead you reached down and fixed his pants then helped him pull them up before finally settling and looking at him, ready to talk about serious things. “Now that thats finished, whats the deal with the whole kiss thing?” 

His eyes went wide and he started to nibble on his bottom lip as he looked away from you. “Ah, the kiss? Well I needed someone human to kiss me so I could get these.” He patted his thighs for emphasis. 

“Why did you need someone to kiss you? Was I the first human you came across and you decided that I would be the perfect person to trick?” Your question was a bit passive aggressive now that you heard it out loud but you didn’t care. 

“You weren’t the first human I came across, but you are the first person to actually kiss me. A lot of humans don’t seem to take kindly to someone rising from the ocean and asking for a kiss and I learned that the hard way.” 

You laughed at his story, imagining how confused the poor people he came across must’ve been when they encountered a random man in the ocean requesting a kiss. Did they know he was a mermaid or did they just see his top half and figure he was a creep? Either way the visual was funny in your head. 

“The kiss must’ve been something really important to you if you were willing to just approach random humans to get it.” 

He whipped his head to look at you and his brown eyes held yours as he smiled  brightly. “It is very important to me! The most important thing! I’m very thankful for you [Y/N], because you helped me get it!” 

For a moment you wanted to be happy for him because the joy on his face was infectious and made you want to smile. But then you remembered that he had stolen the kiss from you and overall you were still suspicious about the kiss and what exactly he would gain from getting legs. It made you feel a bit bitter and brought backache memory of the salty taste of the ocean from his lips. You cringed just thinking about it. 

“Just don’t do it again. Its really rude to just kiss somebody without their consent.”

His smile faded and he nodded as he looked back down to his feet. “I know, I’m sorry about that. I just really needed it and I was sure you were my only chance. I really feel like you’re the one.” 

The one? The one for what? Before you could answer the door to the room swung open and you looked over to see your dad standing there, looking at the two of you warily. “We’re docked now so you should get going if you’re gonna take him to the hospital.” 

“Alright, we’ll go.” You stood and looked over to Taehyung to offer a hand because you knew he was still unsteady on his new legs and would need help getting off the boat and all the way to your car. He grabbed your hand with his much larger one and you helped him hoist himself up onto his feet. From there you went up to the top deck and helped him down to the dock. He did most of the work but you could see how much effort he had to put into it with the way his face contorted in pain when he put a little bit too much pressure on his legs.

Eventually you got him all the way to your car which, thankfully, wasn’t too far away. You put him in the car and then made sure to tell your dad you would take him to the hospital and call him when you got home. When your dad walked away you started your car and drove toward your home. 

As soon as you started driving you noticed the excitement on Taehyung’s face and you realized this would have been the first time he got to ride in a car. He was absolutely delighted with the wide boxy smile on his face giving away his joy, he pressed his face against the window, like it would give him a closer look at the buildings and people he passed. 

“I’ve always seen these but I never thought I would actually ride in one.” He said and looks back over at you and for a second before biting his lip and turning back to the window. 

You lowered the window all the way down to give him a look behind the glass and even if you didn’t think he could get happier he did. He put his head partially out so he could feel the wind against his face and let it blow his blond hair gently. Although you had wanted to stay neutral towards him right now you couldn’t help but  look at him and find him cute. 

As you drove past stores fronts and restaurants Taehyung took it upon himself to lean out the window at every stop sign or red light and yell a friendly“Hello!” to passersby. To you it was a bit embarrassing but for him it was like his first ever interactions with the human world and humans that weren’t you or your father and he couldn’t be more excited. It was kind of cute to see him so excited but your embarrassment out weighed the cute and as soon as you could you sped up, hoping to get to your home faster. 

Once you actually did get there you sighed in relief before proceeding to help Taehyung into your apartment building. 

“You live here?” He asked and stared in amazement at the building that towered over him. 

You shrugged as well as you could from your position under his arm. “I live in one of the units here. Its an apartment building, lots of people can live in one huge building like this.”

Taehyung continued to look up at the building for a bit until you ushered him into the lobby of the building. Once inside you were glad to see the elevator was available because you were not going to use the stairs to drag this tall man up to the fifth floor of the building to the apartment when half the time you didn’t have the stamina to drag yourself up the stairs either.

The two of you got in the elevator and were accompanied by a little old lady that you recognized because she lived a couple doors down from you. You gave her a friendly smile that she returned before you pressed the button for the fifth floor and the elevator doors began to close. You and Taehyung stood on one side while the older lady stood on the other and for a second it was a peaceful ride until you recognized the smell. 

You really couldn’t tell anything was wrong until you noticed the woman scrunching up her nose and trying her hardest to stealthily block her nose with her finger. Thats when you decided to take a whiff and you were hit with the intense smell of fish. You wanted to gag, but held it in out of politeness and instead you pinched your nose with your fingers so you wouldn’t smell it. 

Looking over at Taehyung, you found that he wasn’t disturbed by the smell at all and was instead in awe at the elevator, looking at the buttons and the mirrors surrounding the walls. Maybe he was used to the smell of fish because he lived among them? 

Finally the elevator beeped and the doors opened on your floor, letting fresh air into the tight space and freeing the poor old lady from the smell. She hustled down the hall to her door as you pulled Taehyung from pushing any buttons on the elevator and helped him walk the few feet to your familiar door, the gold 507 was slightly rusted but always a sight that relaxed you because you recognized it as home. 

You fished in your pants pocket for your keys and when you reached them you quickly unlocked your door because Taehyung was leaning on your shoulder and it was beginning to become uncomfortable and the smell of fish was more potent than ever. Finally, when you were in the house you sat him down on your old couch and plopped down beside him, to rest for a minute before deciding to do something about that smell. 

“This smell is killing me we need to bathe.” You sighed as you struggled to convince yourself to stand again as your laziness set in. 

“What smell?” Taehyung quirked his eyebrow and leaned over to sniff you. 

“We smell of fish, but you probably can’t tell because you don’t know what fish smell like.” Now that you think about it you don’t know how you didn’t notice earlier considering he was literally rolling in fishing earlier. Maybe this whole thing about him being a mermaid was enough to distract you from such a pungent smell. Either way you’d like to get rid of it before your roommate gets home. 

“I know what fish smell like!” 

“Really? Well what do they smell like?” 

“Well……fish?” 

“I mean……You got me there.” You shrugged before pushing yourself off the couch and helping Taehyung to the bathroom where you sat him on the toilet. With him sitting there you turned to the tub to start running water and then turned back to him. 

“Alright well to bathe you just….like wash your body with this soap thoroughly and you won’t smell anymore hopefully. You might have to wash a few more times though considering you lived with fish and then rolled around in them on the boat.” You explained 

Taehyung nodded. “Do I do this without the clothes?” 

“Yes, I can wash the clothes separately in my washing machine you just have to wash your body.” 

“Why can’t I just wash my clothes and my body at the same time.” 

You stopped for a moment about to question: why can’t you wash your clothes and your body at the same time? Before shaking the question from your thoughts. You might be going crazy. “It just doesn’t work that way, anyway, you can just get in the tub, take your clothes off, and wash until the smell of fish is completely gone. I have other things to do so call if you need anything.” 

Before he could say anything else you turned the bath water off and left the bathroom to go get some more clothes for him from your roommate’s room. While you were there you decided to send a quick text to let him know you were just borrowing some of his clothes for a bit. 

To: Sweet Stuff 

I’m borrowing some clothes! I won’t take anything expensive, love you! :)

You decided that was good enough and started going through his drawers for something not expensive and something that would fit Taehyung’s long body, when suddenly you heard a loud splash come from the bathroom. In your mind you were hoping he just slipped and caused some water to spill but didn’t accidentally knock himself out somehow. 

“[Y/N]!” Taehyung called and you sighed heavily before going back to the bathroom. You didn’t even hesitate this time before swinging the door open and looking straight at Taehyung and his…tail that was hanging out the other end of the bathtub. 

“Uh….I think I’m going to need another kiss.” He smiled sheepishly.

You could practically feel your soul leave your body. 

If Voltron Were a Romance Movie || VLD Recut Trailer Preview 

@oquiznakitznary @spacedorksandlions this is the thing I was talking about HAHAHAHA 

this is still a rough WIP btw 

half and half soriel junk aka when ur pal is super goofy and showy when u dance and u realize hes damn cute

@dancetale

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They say that people come into our lives for a reason, to help us live and grow, and we help them in return. I’m not sure if it’s true, but whatever way our stories end, even if we never meet again, I’ll cherish the memories we had and keep them close to my heart. My story wouldn’t be the same without you.

Happy for you, happy with you

At your brother’s wedding, you wonder if you’re ever going to be as happy as he is with your own boyfriend.

this has been a draft in my drafts for months, and today I found it again and was like “oh shit yeah i’ll write that.” so. uh. enjoy???

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I drew a friend!

Tomodachi belongs to @scotchtapeofficial / @banhus 

I was talking to @elemental-kiss about bleaching things for aquarium use and realized that the rest of fishblr might appreciate and use this information too.

So when you bleach something to use with your aquarium, or the aquarium itself, the standard is to use a 1:20 ratio of bleach to water.
Keep in mind that bleach is only a means of sterilizing things, and doesn’t actually clean any dirt or grime off. Its best to do any cleaning before hand, or as much so as possible.

Make sure you only use plain, unscented bleach.
Household bleach is just chlorine, so any dechlorinator will counteract the bleach in the water and make it safe to use again. I don’t have a measurement for this, though. Just overdose, and if it smells like chlorine, dose some more.
If you can safely drain the bleach solution and replace it with over dosed dechlorinated water, you can use less dechlorinator, but either way works fine.

Whatever you’re bleaching should stay in the bleach solution for about 2 hours to make sure that it is completely sterilized. Dechlorinator is instant, so supposedly you don’t have to wait and soak it longer to neutralize the bleach. Personally, I like to wait a little anyways, just in case the dechlorinator doesn’t mix well at first or something. I don’t know, better safe than sorry you know?

If you don’t want to waste dechlorinator and aren’t in a rush, bleach does also naturally off-gas. You can drain the bleach water then leave the things outside in the sunshine for about 24hrs and they should be safe to use.

I do this at home all the time, and daily at work.

Pro revenge from a revenge pro.

(long story. TL;DR at the end)

If you think about it cynically, one of the functions of the police is to provide a sort of society-wide revenge service. Unfortunately for this sub, it’s usually kind of boring. When cops do take exceptional revenge, it’s usually unfortunate and icky, like a dirty beating in the no-camera areas of the copshop, or giving someone the silent-patrolman treatment during transport. Fortunately, most cop revenge isn’t dramatic - it’s procedural. You misbehave, we do the paperwork, and eventually some consequences happen, or not.

Sometimes, however, you get a chance to take a bit of vengeance that is (i hope) the very definition of professional.

For a time, I was a small-town Canadian cop, working in $hicksville, $province. Several years before I came to work in the town, there was an event which entered town legend (and made national news - the funny little throwaway story they go to just before the end of the broadcast). Some kids committed an act of spectacular and iconic vandalism, and cost the town quite a bit of money. They were all caught, tried and sentenced to probation terms with restitution. I would love to provide details, but anything more would be immediately identifying.

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Dazai and Atsushi (Bungou Stray Dogs) cheebs I drew a week or two back because I haven’t drawn a lot lately :‘3c

anonymous asked:

or you know, you can like abusive/manipulative characters because characters have flaws that cause progression, becky.

yes, for sure!!!!! absolutely :0c

ppl can like very different characters for very different reasons! i hope it didnt come off as me saying i didnt like the squips character bc i was more trying to convey that i enjoyed its character without condoning the things its done but apparently given this message i didnt do a good job on that @__@

the central point of the squip was to cause conflict within the story. its character was made in a way to do lots of things that would spiral into a head later on in the story. the squip did terrible things bc it was supposed to be terrible in order to cause conflict

in coups’ jacket

(it looks better when you click on it; idk why it’s so blurry :p)

“What happened?” So long as I was careful not to move, the pain in my leg was bearable. Automatically, I placed my fingers under the angle of my jaw to check my pulse; reassuringly strong. I wasn’t in shock; my leg couldn’t be badly fractured, much as it hurt. 

Jamie rubbed a hand over his face. He looked very tired, and I noticed that his hand trembled with fatigue. There was a large bruise on his cheek, and a line of dried blood where something had scratched the side of his neck. 

“The topmast snapped, I think. One of the spars fell and knocked ye overboard. When ye hit the water, ye sank like a stone, and I dived in after you. I got hold of you— and the spar, too, thank God. Ye had a bit of rigging tangled round your leg, dragging ye down, but I managed to get that off.” He heaved a deep sigh, and rubbed his head. 

“I just held to ye; and after a time, I felt sand under my feet. I carried ye ashore, and a bit later, some men found us and brought us here. That’s all.” He shrugged. 

I felt cold, despite the warm breeze coming in through the windows. 

“What happened to the ship? And the men? Ian? Lawrence?” 

“Safe, I think. They couldna reach us, with the mast broken— by the time they’d rigged a makeshift sail, we were long gone.” He coughed roughly, and rubbed the back of his hand across his mouth. “But they’re safe; the men who found us said they’d seen a small ketch go aground on a mud flat a quarter-mile south of here; they’ve gone down to salvage and bring back the men.” 

He took a swallow of water, swished it about his mouth, and going to the window, spat it out. 

“I’ve sand in my teeth,” he said, grimacing, as he returned. “And my ears. And my nose, and the crack of my arse, too, I shouldna wonder.” 

I reached out and took his hand again. His palm was heavily calloused, but still showed the tender swelling of rising blisters, with shreds of ragged skin and raw flesh, where earlier blisters had burst and bled. 

“How long were we in the water?” I asked, gently tracing the lines of his swollen palm. The tiny “C” at the base of his thumb was faded almost to invisibility, but I could still feel it under my finger. “Just how long did you hold on?” 

“Long enough,” he said simply. 

He smiled a little, and held my hand more tightly, despite the soreness of his own. It dawned on me suddenly that I wasn’t wearing anything; the linen sheets were smooth and cool on my bare skin, and I could see the swell of my nipples, rising under the thin fabric. 

“What happened to my clothes?” 

“I couldna hold ye up against the drag of your skirts, so I ripped them off,” he explained. “What was left didna seem worth saving.” 

“I don’t suppose so,” I said slowly, “but Jamie— what about you? Where’s your coat?” 

He shrugged, then let his shoulders drop, and smiled ruefully. 

“At the bottom of the sea with my shoon, I expect,” he said. And the pictures of Willie and Brianna there, too. 

“Oh, Jamie. I’m so sorry.” I reached for his hand and held it tightly. He looked away, and blinked once or twice.

-Voyager

From the Wreckage

summary: You and Bucky have been dating for a couple of years now. Lately, he has become extremely distant. You worry that the end of your relationship is in sight. - requested by anon. (want to make a request?)

words: 2,912

contains: angst? but it turns fluffy!  


MASTER LIST


Originally posted by rohgers

I was losing him, and I didn’t know why, or how to stop it.

 I met Bucky about six months after he was accused of the bombings in Vienna. He had been all over the news – people debating whether or not the Winter Soldier was a criminal. People demanded he and Captain America be charged with treason, terrorism, basically anything they could think of that had even the slimmest chance of sticking. It was a debate that took over news channels for months and months. People wanted so-called justice, but no one could find Captain Rogers or his team.

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@kpopfanfictrash, @the-porcelain-doll-xo, anyone else who’s into BTS…. pls….I need fic recs… especially for the Softest bun Taehyung ;~; but all of them rlly

Voltron is getting a live action movie and this could either go really well or it could be atla. For the love of God.. Please.. Let the characters be diverse. Like the only white people are Pidge, her fam, and Coran. So please let for example, Lance who is canonically Cuban, BE CUBAN. I just ask that you keep the characters as they are. There are so many rising young actors who would be perfect for the roles and trust me, they’re out there so please, don’t be lazy and go look for them. They deserve the chance to play these fantastic characters.

Every story ever told really happened. Stories are where memories go when they’re forgotten.

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