i want to print this picture out and carry it in my wallet

Request: please write about what the bts rapline would be like as boyfriends!! Thanks!
Members: Namjoon, Yoongi, Hoseok (BTS)
Genre: Fluff
Vocal line here x

Namjoon:

  • Sweet dimpled man,,, Protect Him 
  • A very thoughtful and observant boyfriend!!!
  • He thinks that one of the ways people can show they care is by noticing all the little facts and details about their s/o so he always tries to keep an eye out for your little quirks 
  • Even in the beginning he gets little facts about you down SO FAST like on your fifth date he’s telling the barista your order because he already knows what kind you like to drink on Tuesdays from when you talked about your favorite drinks on the second date 
  • It’s kind of extra but also really sweet cause he tries sO HARD 
  • The longer you guys date the more he knows about you to the point and vice versa where the other members are like “are you guys just dating or have you been married for the past 37 years???”
  • YOU BET YOUR BUTT THAT THERE’S GONNA BE COUPLE CLOTHES
  • Not like the cheesy kind, but you guys would totally coordinate outfits 
  • Takes lots of pictures of you guys together in those outfits that are super aesthetic and he makes sure you both have one of them as your homescreens 
  • Side note Jungkook might look up to you if he date him??? Cause he looks up to Namjoon so much that anyone who dates his leader must be a super cool and amazing person
  • Which of course you are love u reader <333
  • Not really the jealous type, it would take a lot to make him get irritated in that aspect
  • He only gets jealous if someone is flirting with you and you’re not actively telling them to buzz off 
  • However even if he doesn’t get jealous, if he sees someone flirting with you he will be on that shit in a SECOND 
  • He doesn’t want you to feel uncomfortable and he knows that unwanted flirtations can make that happen
  • So he’s quick to wrap an arm around your waist or hold your hand and introduce himself all pleasant, not wanting any confrontation but wanting to make it clear that no!! You didn’t want to be flirted with thank you very much!!
  • Wants to travel with you and take you all kinds of places
  • Has a whole list of places he wants to take you to, and under the names of those countries are destinations and attractions there that he wants to see with you while you two are there
  • Keeps it hanging on a corkboard above his desk for motivation 
  • Also keeps photos of you in his office for inspiration for new songs and even more motivation 
  • His favorite is the one where you’re in his arms and he’s smiling and you’re kissing his dimple UGH Y'ALL ARE HELLA CUTE I’M GONNA GET A DAMN CAVITY 
  • The best person to go to when you have a problem
  • He’s a very logical person yes but he’s also an emotional one??? He has a perfect balance of both so he can sympathize and offer comfort but also help you work through the rough spots
  • Basically he’s husband material LOL

Hoseok:

  • Listen if you date this boy get ready to have a 24/7 beacon of support and positivity in your life you lucky fr*ck
  • Boyfriend more like your own personal hype man
  • He’ll be supportive of absolutely and everything that you’re interested in or what to do 
  • You: I think I’m gonna bake cooki-
  • Him: Do it you’ll do amazing I love you you’re so wonderful
  • Loves to teach you to do things he knows how to do!!! If you ever want to learn a choreography he’ll either learn it with you or help you every step of the way (probably both)
  • If you wanna learn something that he doesn’t know that’s great too!! So long as you want him to, he’d love to learn it with you!! 
  • Imagine a cooking class with Jhope tho
  • Or a knitting class
  • Literally take him to a knitting class and watch all the middle aged and elderly ladies fawn over what a kind boy he is and how cute you two are together I’m wheezing
  • LEARN GIRL GROUP DANCES WITH HIM HE’D BE SO HAPPY
  • Half his camera roll is you guys dancing to girl group dances together and selcas of y’all wearing matching caps 
  • Loves to kiss you!!
  • Especially just like. All over your face. BUT SOMETIMES HE GETS EMBARRASSED AFTER DHSJDFHJ 
  • He thinks your giggles when you do it are SO FREAKING CUTE tho so he does it a lot anyways 
  • Big fan of squishing your cheeks together to
  • It puckers your lips up and makes them much easier to smooch hehe
  • HE JUST REALLY LIKES SKINSHIP OKAY
  • It makes him feel like he’s loving you as much as he wants to and it makes him hella happy when you initiate it 
  • If he’s tired just pull him into your arms and let him nap on your chest and run your fingers through his hair 
  • It makes him so relaxed and he’ll be out like a light 
  • He won’t hesitate to rest his head on your shoulder no matter how short or tall you may be
  • When he does that though it means he’s probably tired and wants some love :( a baby
  • Hobi is a ray of sunshine but he still has feelings and has his bad days
  • He’d never take them out on you but you gotta learn when to spot them 
  • Just fix him a cup of something warm and maybe some instant ramen and hold his hands while he vents and reassure him that he’s still an important and wonderful person and that you love him a lot 
  • Basically just show him how much you care,, it’ll make all the difference to him
  • Hobi doesn’t hesitate to talk about how you’re his future. He always says that he can’t imagine life without you 
  • Will 200% go on random rants about how much he loves you 
  • Marry him reader I double dog dare you

Yoongi:

  • A savage man who can spit absolute fire but is Soft for you 
  • We all know Yoongi lowkey enjoys couple clothes I mean COME ON the man owns a bright orange Sope tracksuit 
  • Say the word and he’ll buy y’all matching jackets with your birth years and shipname printed on the back 
  • Yoongi sometimes has that grumpy exterior but?? If you know Yoongs you know that he’s a genuinely dedicated and caring person who loves those close to him to the very edge of the universe 
  • Yes he’ll tease you at times,, but in the end you’re endlessly important to him and he’s so glad you see past the stereotype that seems to surround him that he’s this angry dude 
  • Really likes to hold your hand 
  • Like REALLY likes to hold your hand 
  • Will even hold your hand at night when you guys are drifting off to sleep cause sometimes it’s too hot to cuddle but??? Holding hands isn’t as bad it’s just sweaty palms
  • Likes to take pictures of you too, and like Rapmon, wants to travel with you 
  • When you guys DO travel, he really likes taking pictures of you posing in front of the scenery 
  • He doesn’t take a lot of couple selcas cause he doesn’t like taking selcas all that often, but he does have one of you guys that’s his absolute FAVORITE
  • You two are bundled up in matching scarves in front of a snowy mountain in the early wintertime 
  • And you’re both all smiles and red noses and pressed up against each other and are throwing peace signs 
  • Of course that’s his homescreen and sitting on his desk and maybe there’s a copy in his wallet he doesn’t tell anyone about I mean what idk what you’re talking about
  • He just likes looking at it and remembering he has a person who’s so important in his life,,, he’s a softie
  • He doesn’t often go on long tangents about how much he loves you like Hobi might, but it’s still very easy to tell that he cares
  • The way he looks at you and carries that photo around are ways yes, but there’s also the fact that he can read you like a book 
  • He communicates his love through actions a lot of the times, waiting for the perfect moments to say things like “I love you” or “You’re literally the center of my universe”
  • So if you’re upset, he’ll know exactly what you want and need, be it a hot bath with a sweet smelling bath bomb to some takeout food to a leg massage after a long day of being on your feet to just a nap in his arms 
  • Listens to any of your problems quietly, running his hands through your hair, and then kisses the top of your head gently and just softly reminds you that you can get through anything and he’d always be here to listen 
  • Sometimes finds himself laughing or smiling over how cute you are and honestly that’s EVERYTHING have u seen the man’s gummy smile god BLESS
  • Take care of this baby reader he needs lots of love

Requests are open!!

Stiles Stilinski Imagine- Where’s My Love

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Author’s Note- So this is based on this song, you can find it here. I just think it’s so beautiful so I had to make an imagine based on it.

Cold bones, yeah that’s my love
She hides away, like a ghost
Does she know that we bleed the same?

‘I can’t do this anymore. I am sick and tired of losing people to this fucking town. I have loved and lost so many people because of the supernatural backlash and I’m afraid I’ve lost myself. That was the last thought that ran through your mind, the words that repeated as you packed your bags, as you left your house key and as you began to drive. It wasn’t easy. None of this was ever going to be easy.

Stiles and Scott rushed into your house, they hadn’t seen you in over 24 hours and you weren’t answering your phone. Scott was still covered in blood from the last fight he had, trying to protect Beacon Hills from yet another supernatural threat. “Y/n!” they both called, storming through the empty rooms. Scott rushed upstairs, while Stiles checked downstairs. Suddenly, Scott’s footsteps from upstairs came to a halt; catching Stiles’ attention. He followed and walked into your bedroom, Scott glanced behind him with sympathetic eyes. The further your boyfriend walked into you room, the more he realised you were gone. A place that had once felt like a second home to him, felt unfamiliar and cold. “I’m sorry” Scott dropped his head, feeling guilty. You and Stiles had been inseparable since Freshman year, you didn’t find out about the supernatural until the time you saw Jackson turn into a human lizard. Scott wondered if it wasn’t for him getting bitten, that  things would have never ended up like this. Stiles looked around your room, clothes were ripped off of the hangers in your wardrobe, essential items were pulled out of your draws, your suitcase and bags were missing, your room was practically bare. Stiles stood staring at blank walls, he let out a subtle laugh, one of shock and astonishment; as opposed to amusement. “She’s gone-” he breathed. He turned to face Scott, tears in his eyes, as they Scott pulled him into a hug, holding the back of his head firmly with his hand.

Don’t wanna cry but I break that way
Cold sheets, but where’s my love?

Stiles couldn’t sleep that night- or any night since that day. He feared that you could be hurt or scared, while he slept peacefully, he also feared that he would dream of you- and wake up without you lying beside him. The same routine every night, he would scroll through pictures of you together, re-read texts and constantly think about old memories. The heavy feeling you get In your chest when you hear bad news, Stiles had that all of the time. You did what you needed to do for yourself, but that meant breaking people’s hearts along the way. Stiles stared at the most recent picture of you two in his phone, you looked so happy and he searched for signs of the sadness you felt- but couldn’t find any. He felt the indent as someone sat at the bottom of his bed, “Come on son” he sighed gently, locking the phone in his hand. Stiles put it on his bedside table and shook his head, “I just miss her” he barely spoke. “I know” he replied, giving Stiles an endearing pat on the shoulder, before reaching to turn his lamp off. He stood up and walked out of the room, not because he didn’t care, but because he felt the pain Stiles felt. When his wife died he did the same thing, went down the same path of self destruction and grief. Nothing hurts like the first heartbreak, its an inevitable pain- but he thought you two were different. I guess he was wrong.

I am searching high, I’m searching low in the night
Does she know that we bleed the same?
Don’t wanna cry but I break that way

“Hey Stiles”  Lydia said casually, but failed to mask the empathy in her voice. He simply nod his head and gave her a small smile. “You haven’t been at school in a while, I’m surprised you know where the library is” she joked, trying to make him feel better. Stiles just stared at her blankly. “I’m sorry- that was a stupid thing for me to say- sorry” she rambled, feeling terrible. He let out a soft laugh. “You asshole, I though I upset you” she laughed back, punching him playfully in the arm. “I’m fine- honestly” he claimed, his voice crack suggesting otherwise. She looked over his shoulder and at the laptop he had open on the table. She shook her head a took a seat beside him. Stiles hung his head. “You hacked into her phone records, Stiles you are aware of how illegal that is right?” she asked in disbelief. “They’re useless anyway” he huffed, taking the headphones from around his neck off and slamming his laptop shut. “You’re looking for her, aren’t you?” she asked, His lack of answer said it all. She sat for a moment and sighed, thinking before making any type of decision. “Are you sure you want to do this?” she questioned. “What if she doesn’t want to be found?” he asked, barely making a sound. “Sometimes, two people need to fall apart, to realise how much they need to fall back together" she answered, giving him a small but genuine smile. He understood completely what she was saying. “So if we’re going to do this…” she began saying, opening up his laptop. “Then we’ll do it together” she comforted, channelling her knowledge into helping him search for you. Lydia played cupid in Freshman year, which inevitably got you both together. It was only fair that she helped you find your way back to one another, after the years of memories you shared with each other.

Did she run away
Did she run away, I don’t know
If she ran away
If she ran away, Come back home
Just come home

You gripped onto the steering wheel tightly. What the fuck are you doing? you kept repeating in your head as you drove. You had no idea where you were going and quite frankly, you didn’t care anymore. You adjusted you wing view mirror and put on your windshield wipers, as it began to pour down with rain. Great. You wiped the smudged mascara from under your eye, before returning to stare at the empty road in front of you. You glanced at your phone that was resting on the passenger seat, along with your purse. You hadn’t turned it on since you left, because you knew that the missed calls and text messages from everyone will break you, but you kept it close to you because it was the only thing you had left, that kept you connected to Beacon Hills. You drove passed couples on the street, walking hand In hand. You remembered when your life used to be that simple, before you were constantly fighting for it, due to the next supernatural nightmare to plague the town. You lost your best friend to it, people you’d known since you could just about talk, and people that fought to save you all- you couldn’t watch that happen anymore. As much as losing a loved one hurts, you now came to realise that leaving hurts the most. Everyone’s time is limited on earth and it’s better to live every second of it, doing the things you love, with the people you love. Maybe walking away from that was the biggest mistake you’ve made, maybe it was the best. But everything happens for a reason, right. Going back was the easiest thing to do- but you weren’t sure if it was the right thing to do.

I got a fear, oh in my blood
She was carried up into the clouds, high above
If you’re bled I bleed the same
If you’re scared I’m on my way

“It’s been weeks” Scott sighed, slumping onto his best friend’s bed. Stiles mumbled as a response and continued to type, print, highlight and pin up leads onto his investigation board. “You’ve stopped coming to school again- you’re failing history class” Scott continued. “It can wait” he brushed off, standing up and starting to search for his coloured strings. “Stiles, just stop” Scott spoke with authority, tired of watching him mope around in his room desperately searching for someone that was never coming back. “We all miss her, she’s been apart of all of our lives for so long- but you have to let go” he said softly. “I know Y/n and I know that right now she’s feeling scared and alone, because she always does things before thinking rationally, it’s what she is- she’s a doer and that’s why she needs me, because I’m a thinker and together we make the perfect balance and-” he began to ramble at 100mph. “ You love each other, but sometimes things aren’t meant to be and it sucks, but sometimes we cant help these things” he interrupted, for once being the voice of reason regarding relationships. “I cant live without her” Stiles admitted. Scott was familiar with a similar form of heartache and he knew it was the cruellest. He sighed and stood up, before picking up Stiles’ string from the desk behind him and handing it to him. It was a small gesture, with a huge meaning behind it. “We’ll find her” Scott reassured. Stiles nod his head and smiled at his best friend, as they continued to search together.

Did you run away
Did you run away, I don’t need to know
If you ran away
If you ran away, come back home
Just come home

You tucked your hair behind your ear as you walked across the beach. You hadn’t settled down anywhere and you were feeling alone to say the least. “Excuse me, you dropped something” an old women passed you a small polaroid picture that must have fallen out of your wallet. “Thank you” you said gently as she handed it to you. You began to walk away but she held your hand for a little longer. “He’s a handsome young man, is he your boyfriend?” she asked. You glanced down at the picture, it was of you and Stiles at a party. He had his arm around you and you were laughing. “Oh erm, something like that” you gave a weak smile. “Young love” she said understandingly, letting go of you. “Have a good day” you said, which she returned. You turned around and wiped the tear that had been desperate to esape your eye. You took a deep breath and continued to walk. The beach was always your place of clarity, you watched as the sun began to set behind the sea. “Excuse me” a voice spoke. Goosebumps rose on your skin, you had longed to hear it. “Stiles-” you turned around to see him. His eyes wide and his lips parted open. “Take me home” you let out a sob as you ran into his arms without hesitation. He tightened his grip around you and stroked your hair as it blew in the breeze. “I missed you so fucking much” he said in relief, finally feeling you in his arms after months of hurting. “I missed you too” you squeezed your eyes shut at the thought of having to live another second without him. “I felt like I was going out of my mind” he whispered into your ear. You pulled away from him and stared into his watery dark brown eyes, “I’ve realised something” you said, almost inaudibly. “What?” he asked worriedly. “I love you, I love you so much” you shook your head as tears fell from your eyes. He smiled for a second, “I love you” he replied. He put his arm around your waist as you both carried to walk along the beach. You felt so many different emotions, but alone was no longer one of them. You were back with the person you loved and you never intended to be away from him again- ever.

Sorry for being such a terrible writer and not being active in months, I suck I know. Requests are closed sorry, will be for a while and my uploading will also be practically non-existent for a while. Hope you enjoyed this though X

OMG 200+ Pro Ana Tips!

Important Note: This is a repost from my deleted Tumblr, it took me over 12 hours to write and make so please share it, it is my most important piece of work and most tips ever put together about pro ana, if you could like and share it would help me so much!

Everything I post Now has to have a Disclaimer like this to inform that I do not condone any of this tips I only post them to help everyone that asks me to and I advise not doing some of this unhealthy ones (Check out my safe ones instead)! Also, follow my Snapchat at (aothexie) for my daily tips and routine snaps!

Thank you so much, now enjoy!

001. Keep a thinspiration book. Get a really nice journal or something and print pictures of skinny models, tips, quotes, or workouts, and glue it in there. Look through it whenever you want to binge.

002. Keep a stack of magazines weighing the same amount you want to lose. When you lose weight remove some magazines from the stack. It will be thinspirational to see that pile slowly start to get smaller.

003. Eat on a blue or black plate. Dark colors usually make you feel fuller, faster. Better yet, eat on small dark plates.

004. When you want to eat something you shouldn’t, make a list of all the reasons you shouldn’t, and read it 20 times.

005. When you get a craving, count to 100 really slowly, and it might pass.

006. If you live by yourself, put up motivational pictures or numbers on the unsafe foods. Stick your goal weight to the peanut butter jar.

007. Get one of those three ring binders and make a section for each part of the body. Put all the exercises you’ve got in there according to what body part there for.

008. Pick one food for the day, like an apple. Cut it into 4 quarters. Eat one part for breakfast, one for lunch, one for dinner, and you’ve got one left over for a snack.

009. Take a Polaroid picture of yourself wearing nothing but your underwear. When you want to binge, look at it, and see all that fat that you need to get rid of? Carry it in your wallet whenever you go somewhere where there will be food.

010. If you live by yourself and prone to binges, buy only the food you need for the day. That way if you eat it, there isn’t anymore.

011. Eat with the opposite hand you normally do. Left handed people eat with their right hand, and vice versa.

012. Wear a rubber band around your wrist and snap it when you want to eat. You’ll train yourself not to think about eating.

013. Spend a little time every day on pro-anorexic sites or doing something completely and totally thinspirational.

014. Clean something gross like a litter box when you want to eat.

015. Wear tight tight jeans so you remember how much weight you have to lose.

016. Pour tons of something gross on your food like salt or dish soap so you can’t eat it. (if your eating out, use the former, and say you accidentally put too much salt on, and its too salty)

017. If you get really bad headaches it could possibly be from dehydration so drink lots of water.

018. Eat in front of the mirror. Hell, eat in front of the mirror naked and see how much you want to eat then.

019. Drink herbal teas. They have no calories. If you don’t like them unsweetened, buy some splenda. Or if you’re more in to natural stuff, try stevia, its like sugar, but no cals.

020. When you get the urge to eat chew sugar free gum. Just make sure you keep track of how much you have. Most kinds have 5 calories a piece.

021. Freeze your foods. I freeze yogurt and make ice cubes out of Crystal Lite. Frozen yogurts take forever to eat so you feel occupied longer.

022. When you go to a restaurant order something that’s not too unhealthy. Put half of it in a doggy bag and say your going to eat it tomorrow for lunch. Then eat half of what’s on your plate and “forget” the doggy bag in the restaurant.

023. Eat breakfast and lunch or just breakfast, never eat dinner cause if you eat dinner you don’t give your body enough time to burn off the calories.

024. Go shopping and try on clothes that you wish you could fit you and that should stop your craving for food.

025. Pinch all your fat if you want to eat and see how disgusting it is and then you’ll think that if you eat you’ll just add more to it and you don’t want that.

026. If you can go to your kitchen and take all the bad foods that you know you will binge on and just throw them away.

027. Make sure you get enough calcium. Take your vitamin.

028. If you sit a lot every hour get up and go crazy start dancing or jumping stupidly or anything like that it will boost your metabolism for a little.

029. Stay away from food and the kitchen there evil!(unless your parents are around, then pretend like you just finished getting a snack)

030. Have you ever noticed that most people who you see eating are fat? Well remember this if you eat like them you’ll be as fat as them.

031. Try to plan how much your going to eat and what there’s a 30% more chance you wont over eat then.

032. Look at supermodels do they look like they eat?! No! So if you REALLY want to look like them them don’t eat.

033. A calorie is a calorie so it doesn’t matter what kind you eat just eat under 1000 and you’ll lose weight.

034. Make a meal plan with all the days and put the limit of calories you’ll allow yourself to after you eat write down what you ate.

035. To keep a binge from coming go outside, do 20 pushups and then 20 jumping jacks after you won’t feel like eating anymore. Better yet, do them in front of the mirror. naked.

036. To boost your metabolism and keep you feeling full drink several green tea’s each day.

037. Every ana should take at least one multivitamin per day, no calories, but essential for every ana.

038. Two tablespoons of vinegar before the meal helps suck the fat out.

039. Caffeine is great ~ it decreases appetite.

040. Peppermint tea or lollies are a great appetite suppressant.

041. Diet Cola, Pepsi or Pepsi Max are 1 cal per can ~ drink, drink, drink…

042. Don’t stop moving’ ~ every cal counts.

043. Don’t swallow ~ chew and spit.

044. Eat seaweed or kelp pills ~ they say it boosts the metabolism.

045. Don’t slouch, sit straight ~ you burn more cals that way.

046. Dress down, more cals are burnt when you’re cold.

047. Lack of sleep stimulates appetite ~ but burns more cals.

048. Spicy foods boost the metabolism.

049. Eat negative cal foods.

050. Eat lots of celery ~ a negative cal food too.

051. Drink at least 3 liters of water per day ~ it will help you feel full.

052. Munch on ice cubes to create a feeling of fullness.

053. Take it slow ~ it takes 20 minutes for the stomach to realize it is full.

054. Eat lots of fiber ~ expands in your stomach to create a full feeling.

055. Don’t eat in front of the telly ~ concentrate on the food while you eat ~ you get more satisfied.

056. Eat vegetarian sausages instead of real meat.

057. Do 50 sit ups every morning ~ it will raise your metabolism and make you more motivated to do things throughout the day.

058. Cabbage makes you lose weight ~ but watch out for the smell!!!

059. Strawberries are lo cal and boost the metabolism.

060. Drink one glass of water every hour.

061. Eat negative calorie foods at least 2 times a day.

062. Weigh yourself before and AFTER every time you eat.

063. Exercise 2 times the amount of calories you eat.

064. Eat 6 small meals a day spaced about 3 hours apart. at 50 calories 6 times a day that is only 300 calories.

065. Let yourself binge once a week. and ONLY ONCE.

066. Eat standing up, move around while you eat.

067. Watch other people eat..and feel superior!!!

068. Find pictures of overweight people and put them in various places around your house.

069. Find a buddy, compete.

070. Once a week treat yourself. take a bubble bath..listen to relaxing music, get a massage, give yourself a manicure, a facial..etc. anything to pamper yourself…to relax …as a destresser..and to reward yourself for your good work for the week.

071. Spend a little time each day at pro anorexia sites. or reading your e-mails for motivation.

072. Until you reach your goal you want to wear tight jeans. baggy tops are great. but make sure your jeans are tight.

073. Ever noticed how (most anyway) little kids are skinny? They are always running around! Take their example.

074. Stay cold.

075. If you feel like you’re going to eat, but don’t need it, put a few drops of vinegar on your tongue.

076. Cut your food into tiny pieces.

077. Eat with chop sticks if you’re alone.

078. Write in a journal as much as you need to to keep you from eating.

079. Work on a Rexy “Bible” with sayings, pictures, tips, and whatever you want.

080. Make a drawing or collage that reminds you of your goals and keeps you motivated.

081. Stand whenever you can.

082. Move whenever you can.

083. Keep your hands busy.

084. Practice visualizing yourself thin.

085. Eat only half of the recommended serving, then go back for the rest later.

086. When eating with friends, try to talk as much as possible. This way they stuff themselves and you burned cals talking and not eating.

087. If you must eat at the table with the family do not pile food upward on your plate. Try to keep it close to the plate and spread out this way your plate looks full with lots of food, but isn’t.

088. If you must eat at the table, talk a lot and take a drink with EVERY bite or every other bite to fill up and make you look active at the table.

089. The best aerobic exercises are stair stepping, walking up hill, and biking. Be sure to hit the weights first though. Try to stick to low impact exercises…also swimming is good.

090. When you’re at the grocery store, you should look around at people and note their fatness. Look at what is in their cart and realize that those foods are making and keeping them fat. Therefore you don’t need or want them.

091. If you are feeling unstable around food, look at it and say (out loud or to yourself) “I CONTROL THE FOOD! THE FOOD DOES NOT CONTROL ME!”

092. Ditch the all or nothing frame of mind. So you ate to much…STOP RIGHT NOW. Don’t wait to stop after your fifth sixth or seventh doughnut! I mean come on that’s at least another 300 cals and 24 grams of fat you stopped from going into your body.

093. Avoid liquid calories.

094. Take your multivitamin. Take a calcium supplement too.

~Sammie ❤️

Chocobros with their s/o in a photo booth

Ever since I saw this print I’ve wanted to write a little drabble of the bros with their s/o in those purikura/photo booths! ^^ I haven’t been able to write this much cuz of summer classes, but since today was my last day I class I had time to write this! 

To be honest you kinda have to drag Noct into the photo booth yourself. Not that he doesn’t want to though, the occasional photo by Prompto is fine, but especially taking photos with you he gets super nervous and shy (this poor baby). He’s not he most photogenic, and he head is running a mile a minute with thoughts like “where do I put my hands!?” “ugh why is she so cute posing??” and “aaahhh what do I dooo?!” You guys might actually get a lot of pictures of him looking like a dork or just staring at you in awe and adoration, which you love, but he gets so embarrassed over. Part of the reason why he was skeptical on taking photos with you, but you love and cherish them anyway. If the bros ever found or see the photos they would tease him to no end, but seeing you so happy he just might even want to do another one as a re-do.

Prompto, of course is gonna be ecstatic. He especially likes the part where you can decorate the photos with sparkles, and cute stickers! He loves putting chocobo stickers and moogles all over them. He might go a little overboard with them, but he always makes them work out in the end. He’ll do any cute, funny or cool pose with you, and you guys would have a blast! You guys get a lot of photos of you two laughing cuz you were so busy laughing at the poses you were doing to concentrate on the next photo. Once you guys get the photos Prompto is gonna want to make a million copies, so he can have the photos everywhere he goes. He’ll have one in his wallet, on the fridge, in his room, you name it, this boy loves you and wants to see your smiling face everyday.

Ignis doesn’t mind taking photos with you, but he always keeps the decorations to a minimum cuz he says it takes away from your natural beauty. He’ll love to do romantic poses with you like kisses, hugs, and nuzzles. He totally goes in to lovey-dovey mode when he sees how much you love taking photos with him. He gets embarrassed if the bros ever see your photos together, cuz they get so shocked at the loving look in his eyes. Later on he’ll start to like taking pictures with you in the photo booth, and he’ll even start a scrap book of all the photos you guys take. It’s your guys favorite thing to do when your bored; looking at all the photos you’ve taken together and wanting to take more!

Gladio same with Iggy he doesn’t mind taking photos with you if you really want to. He just wants you to be happy and he thinks you’re so cute when you’re excited. In one of the poses he might try to surprise you by carrying you! Most of the poses involve him doing something surprising, like a surprise kiss, tickling, and carrying you like a princess, so all your photos have your genuine reaction and smile to his antics. He’ll leave most of the decorating of the pictures to you, but he’ll watch if you try to make him look cute. He doesn’t want any of the bros seeing him with a pink bow on his head, but if you beg him enough he’ll give in. Even though he’ll let you keep the photo, he always smiles when he sees it in your room, and maybe asks for a copy so he can keep one for himself too!

anonymous asked:

Hi! I love your art and comics, and your blog makes me happy! You're also so friendly and awesome to people, and that's another thing I really appreciate about you and your blog. I hope you have a really great day! :)

thanks so much!! that makes me so happy! and hey, the appreciation for that second part goes to all of you guys. the fact that anon or no, you guys are filling my box up with love every day, is something to be reckoned with.

likewise on that great day! ♥

Anonymous said:

cas’ starry-eyed face in that last comic is killing me. it’s too perfect. i want to print it and carry it in my wallet always. i love it so much. (i also love you very much, thank you for being so wonderful.)

you have my blessing to print said picture out and carry it in your wallet. so long as you show it to someone who’s like, an acquaintance that doesn’t really know you, with an opening statement of “do you want to see a picture of my son?”

thanks!

Anonymous said:

I’m so sorry to bother you, but I have a quick question. It’s just that we’re doing this thing in science- not important. How much do you usually make in commission? As an artist, I’m going on commission soon before I do anything major.

well, commissions can turn into something major if you treat them as such. each commission varies for me, but i generally charge $40/hr. for instance, a piece like this (which was a commission!):

requires a $100 deposit, as i know it’ll take 3+ hours. final price is normally determined after the piece is finished, and people can also tip as much as they feel comfortable with. (i’ve had people tip as much as $200 on a $100 piece, so it’s tough to say!) so i really don’t have a solid number to give you, unfortunately :T

(OH YEAH before i get asked, commissions are closed! just wanted to see if i couldn’t give a little assistance to an anon)

Kurtbastian snippet - “ACITW AU Chapter 29 - The Check”

Okay. I didn’t get the chapter done, and I’m sorry. I really tried, the same way I do every year, but it just didn’t work out. But for those of you who wanted to know what I was going to do with this point in particular, here’s the conversation about the money. (1674 words)

This is the last word on the 10 grand … or is it? ;)

To Kurt:

Call me as soon as you can. We really need to talk.

Along with that ominous message his father sent a picture – a photo of an envelope, the return address, NYADA, specifically the financial aid department. And across the bottom of the envelope, where Kurt has gotten used to seeing the words AMOUNT DUE are stamped the words FINAL NOTICE.

Kurt swallows hard. No, he thinks. Not now. Not when I’m here, in this sanctuary, when nothing bad can touch me, still trying to sort things out. Not when I don’t have a clue how to fix this, where to even start.

But maybe that’s the rub. Maybe he was never meant to figure this problem out. Maybe his acceptance to NYADA was something he was meant to lose, like Blaine. Just another part of his life he arrogantly thought was a sure thing, something he didn’t bother worrying about once he’d gotten it, slipping through his fingers.

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Begin Again - viii || TBS

Summary: Thomas and Y/N go to Ava’s favorite cafe in Venice and talk about their plans for when they get home - not without Thomas planning to spoil them completely.

!!!NOTICE!!!

I’ll be using the hashtags #tmr newt, #newt x reader, #tbs x reader, #tbs imagines if you want to look for me. Ever since Fantastic Beasts came out I can’t see you guys anymore.

Here’s 1/12 of the 12 Days of Imagines I promised you! Thank you for the love.

You woke up because it was too cold.

You were about to roll to your back when you almost fell off, realizing too late that you were on the couch with Thomas beneath you.

He was still asleep, his arms draped effortlessly around your waist. His lips were slightly pouted and it took every ounce of self-control you had to not kiss him at that moment.

It was a nice feeling, being this intimate with him. You were so close you could feel his crotch on your thigh.

Ruining the moment, your stomach rumbled, causing Thomas to stir.

He rubbed his hand on his face, taking a deep breath before looking at you with a small smile.

“Hello.” he said, “this is, so far, the best sight I’ve woken up to in my life.”

“Same here,” you whispered, pecking him around his mouth.

“I do recall this,” he slid his hand between you both on your stomach, “telling me that you’re hungry.”

“A little,” you admitted.

“I’ll take you out for breakfast,” he announced, sitting up and taking you with him, resulting in your legs wrapped around his waist.

“Mmmkay,” you smiled, getting off of him despite his whines.

Thomas smirked at you after a while. “Okay? No objections? No ‘spoil your daughter’?” he formed air quotations with his fingers at his last words.

“No,” you said simply, deciding to wear a light dress and a thick coat for today. “I’m just trying to not be a killjoy like you say I am,”

“Oh, my,” he chuckled, shaking his head as he stood up himself. “We’re going to take a boat to the cafe we’re going to.”

“Really?” you smiled excitedly, your eyes secretly scanning him from head to toe.

“Yeah,” he nodded, throwing a sweater on. You loved it when Thomas wore sweaters. He was so huggable. But then again, you loved Thomas with nothing on best. “It’s Ava’s favorite place. Funnily enough, she told me to bring my girlfriend there on our first visit there as kids. She said it was romantic and any girl would love it.”

You hummed. “We should send her a photo, then.”

“Yeah,”

Snap.

You turned your head back to Thomas. His polaroid was directed towards you. You watched him put it down with a huge grin on his face as the camera printed your photo.

“Thomas!” you shrieked, “I’m barely wearing anything!”

“Mhmm, that’s why I took a picture.” he winked at you before blowing on the photo. “It lasts longer.”

“You freaking…” you stomped towards him. You probably looked terrible.

“Ah, no,” he smiled, his eyes raised as he lifted the photo up, far from your reach.

“Stupid tall people,” you slumped and walked back to your clothes, deciding to change.

“That’s going in my wallet.” he announced proudly.

“And what if your mom or even your dad,” you cringed, “goes through your stuff?”

He chuckled. “I’ll put it under my credit cards, love, I’d kill anyone who’d be lucky enough to see you like that.”

You huffed as you put your boots on then you frowned. “Why am I still cold?”

He walked towards you, putting his wallet in his back pocket. “Because you need this,” he wrapped his arms around you, lifting you from the ground.

“I’m hungry,” you joked.

“Right,” he nodded. “Let’s go.”

Arm in arm, you exited the hotel. 

Thomas’ eyes immediately wandered around the docked boats, then his eyes lit up.

“Here it is,” he smiled, leading you inside a blue kayak. He buckled a life jacket on you and himself.

“Where’s the driver, Tommy?” you asked as he pushed the kayak to the canal.

“Yours truly,” he gestured to himself. You scoffed jokingly.

In a second, he was in the kayak and was paddling around.

“This must be expensive.” you gestured to the kayak.

“It’s a family kayak,” he explained, “my aunt bought it. She lives just outside the city.”

You nodded, watching his biceps tense with every push.

“She’d like to meet you, actually,” he continued, “I told her we’d be around Italy and she wants us to come over before we leave.”

“That’d be great,” you smiled.

“I’m warning you, though, there’s a small possibility we won’t ever leave the place. I swear she’ll fall in love with you.” he rolled his eyes, but the loving expression on his face was obvious.

“Better than her hating me, right?” you teased.

“That’s impossible,” he scoffed. “Ah. Here we are. Wait here.” he got off the boat first. He tied the kayak to the dock and only then did he half-pull, half-carry you to land.

It was your typical cafe, but Thomas said something about having to make reservations.

You were welcomed by an overly cheery waitress at the front desk.

“Mr Sangster!” she cheered, “great to see you again!”

Thomas cleared his throat awkwardly. “You too, Lauren.”

“Table for two?” she prompted, eyes landing on you briefly.

“That’s right,” he replied. “overlooking the water, please.”

She excitedly led you to a window table, overlooking the water as he’d asked.

“She seems happy to see you,” you commented.

Thomas sighed, seemingly frustrated. “When we divorced, I came to stay here for a few months. Ava visited often and we’d go here.”

You nodded, not sure where he was going with that.

“She asked me out several times until Ava not-so-nicely told her that I just got divorced,”

“Oh.”

“It’s nothing, don’t worry.” he smiled charmingly.

“Well, she’s pretty.” you sighed, looking at her. She had wavy, blonde hair that hung to her waist. She was petite and slim - she looked like a model.

“She’s alright,” he shrugged. “What would you like to eat?” he then put on an excited front, gesturing to the menu in your hands.

“I’ll have whatever you usually have,” you replied.

“Alright,” he called another waitress, who obviously had to bravely check him out. Thomas wasn’t oblivious to her ogling, but he paid her no heed.

Thomas’ phone began to buzz, and he sighed once he read the message.

“Who is it?” you asked. Then you lowered your face. “Sorry, I shouldn’t pry,”

Thomas looked at you seriously. “Listen, Y/N, if we’re going to make this work, we shouldn’t be allowed to keep secrets. You’re my business, I’m yours. Got it?”

You nodded.

“Anyway, it’s Ava.” he smiled. “She thinks we’re going too fast into the relationship.”

“Are we?” you bit your lip.

“She’s mad at me, and not you - if that’s what you’re worried about.” he sighed. “And no, we’re actually seven years late. We’re making up for lost time.”

“What are we going to do when we get back to London?” you wondered.

“You’re not living in my place right now, that’s for sure,” he chuckled. “you’re not staying in the place I spent seven years of hell in.”

You shot him a look of confusion.

“I’m going to buy us a new place,” he said as if it could be done by the wave of his hand. Then again, this is Thomas we’re talking about. “a better one, where Hope can have a better room and I a study.”

“Thomas… that’s unnecessary. Your home is beautiful.”

“Oh, it is.” he smiled. “But you two deserve better.” he gave you a look that said it was the end of the discussion.

“Tommy, I think we should take it slow. Let’s see how dating goes for us then we’ll take it from there - while I stay in my apartment.”

Thomas frowned but nodded. “Okay, love. If that’s what you want.”

“It’s what we need, Thomas. Last time we made drastic decisions without thinking, we-”

“Divorced,” Thomas finished.

“Yeah.” you looked at your lap and laughed bitterly. “I’m sorry - I just ruined this.”

“No,” Thomas shook his head. “we need to talk about this, don’t we?”

“Mhmm. What else do you plan on?”

He was interrupted by the waitress placing your food on the table, purposely brushing her chest against Thomas’ forearm, making you bury your face in your hands.

It’s high school all over again.

“Love,” he called for your attention. “look at me.”

“Yeah,”

“I plan on asking you to quit your job.”

You stared at him, mouth hanging open.

“I wouldn’t if you loved it so much. But they’re torturing you there, Y/N. You need to leave.”

“I have a daughter, Tommy.”

We have a daughter,” he corrected. “and you have me. What problem is there? You want to stay home with Hope, don’t you?”

“Yeah, but I want to contribute something,” you half-shouted, half-whispered.

“You’re taking care of our baby - that’s more than I could ever ask for.”

Our baby.

Ours. No one else’s.

“Let me find a part-time job,” you begged, “while Hope’s in school.”

Thomas sighed. “Alright, darling. What do you have in mind?”

“Matt’s best friend is a teacher in the school down the road,” you replied. “They need preschool teachers.”

“Why not?” he smiled. “You’ll be wonderful at that.” he began taking a bite of his pancakes as you blushed furiously.

As if you weren’t red enough, Thomas forked his pancakes and held them to your mouth, a loving gaze lingering on his face as he watched you chew.

“It’s good, right?” he smiled.

“It is,” you nodded. “thank you for this.”

He dismissed your thanks with a wave of his hand. “This is just the beginning, baby.”

“Oh, no.”

“Oh, yes.”  

Cookies or Nah - Stiles Stilinski Imagine

Cookies or Nah – TW Imagine

Prompt: You were planning on baking some cookies and brownies for Isaac’s welcoming home party while Stiles stays over for abit.

A/N: I really liked writing this Imagine! I’m going to start writing more Stiles Imagines since his character is so cute and adorable to work with! I hope you liked this Imagine :) <3

Pairing: Stiles x Reader

Word Count: 1516

Originally posted by cosmicwhiskers


Your POV

You received a call from Isaac this morning on how he was flying in from London and going to meet you and the pack at his place. You were so excited to see your best friend tonight! You decided to head out to the store and grab some double chocolate brownie mix and sugar cookies box. You were planning on baking some food to bring to the welcome home party. You were heading to the self-checkout, trying to hold all your ingredients and food together in your arms. You forgot to take a shopping basket when you came inside the store, so you just held everything in your arms. By the time you had everything you needed, you remembered about the basket. You were at the payment stage on the self-checkout machine, you were grabbing some cash out of your wallet when you realized you didn’t have enough. You just needed five more dollars.

“Oh crap!” You tried going through your purse to find some loose change, you didn’t have any luck.

You started to panic. People that came after you were already finished paying and had left before you. You were thinking on bribing the staff employee to let you go until you were interrupted by a familiar voice, Stiles Stilinski. He was your best friend as well, you were more closer with him than Issac. After all, how could you not love that adorable dork. He cleared his throat.

“Hello there old lady, do you need some help with payment?” He asked with the cutest smile on his face.

You looked up and down at him, looking at what he was wearing.

“Stiles… Why are you wearing your pajamas at 4?” You giggled.

He was wearing the pajama set you got him last year that was a dark blue color with pictures of Star Wars printed on them all around.

“Well, I was on my way to get Issac a surprise present.”

You looked at what he was holding, milk.

“Milk? Seriously Stiles? Milk?” You started to giggle again, slapping stiles arm ever so lightly.

“What? He’s gonna need all the calcium for stronger bones when he fights some evil villain with his were wolf strength.” He shrugged his shoulders.

The staff employee that was watching over the self-checkout area came up to you and tapped you on the shoulder.

“Excuse me Miss, you’re going to have to hurry up with your payment.” She encouraged.

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This Time

Prompt: Kinkos girl who helps them make IDs

Characters: Dean x reader

A/N: Hey guys this one is for GIEPP and I’m happy to report that this one I went a little overboard with (2,882 words) but like I say any and all feedback is appreciated.

I supported my head on my hand and watched the clock constantly thinking to myself “Just 2 more hours”.

I looked around the empty store and sighed to myself, so far all that’s happened today is two aspiring authors came into to print out several hundred copies of their book thereby using up all of the ink in the copy machine and one dad who decided to blow up a picture of his daughter and her favorite band for her bedroom wall.

I’m not going to lie it was cute to see him get so excited to do something for his daughter but after managing to crash two computers and jam the printer 3 times it stopped being cute.

And so I’ve decided this job will be the death of me, I will die of boredom right here at the front counter and soccer moms will still come in and yell at my dead corpse for messing up the pictures of their kids. As if it were my fault that they got their thumb in the shot.

The only thing that made this job somewhat exciting was when some desperate fan tries to come in and print off their own concert tickets. However, even they managed to make me want to bang my head against the wall until I black out when they think they can just make their own version of the concert ticket. Like yes you really do need to know how the actual ticket looks in order to pass off your fake one as a real ticket.

I closed my eyes and let my head drop onto the counter, I’m going to die here I’ve decided it. However, this all changed when the bell above the door signaled a customer, little did I know that it would be this one customer who would change my life forever.

In walked a tall man in his late twenties dressed in old jeans, a dark t-shirt, and an oversized leather jacket. He was slightly bow legged and had the most brilliant green eyes. His hair stuck up stylistically in the front making me think that he styles it that way, but based on how he carries himself I would doubt he even touches it. He looked around the store before his eye’s rested on me. He clearly looked me up and down before sending a wink my way. I felt my breath involuntarily hitch in my throat, oh my god he was hot!

I quickly looked down at my feet and attempted to collect myself. This isn’t me; I don’t fawn over boys I just met, if anything they fawn over me. I returned my gaze to the door only to find the green-eyed man no longer stood there. I glanced around the room disappointed that I had already managed to lose the attractive stranger.

I let out a breath I didn’t know I was holding when I saw him at the computers. I soon realized how this must look, creepy employee watching the innocent customer work, so I pretended to work on my computer.

Out of the corner of my eye I saw the man get up and walk towards the printer. The printer was, as always, taking forever to print out whatever it was he needed and I couldn’t help but notice that he looked nervous. Don’t get me wrong he was very good at hiding it but his eyes gave it away, constantly scanning the room before looking back at the printer silently willing it to go faster.

I felt my eyebrows scrunch up in confusion before slowly making my way towards the computer he used; he didn’t seem like the kind of guy to make his own concert tickets.

I pretended to look at the bulletin board on the wall while he watched me but the moment he looked away I looked at the history on the computer and pulled up what he had been working on.

My eyes widened in shock when a fake FBI badge appeared on the screen. I looked up at him with my mouth slightly agape only to find him already looking at me with his eyes equally as big.

He opened his mouth as if to say something, most likely an explanation as to why he was creating his own FBI badge, but he closed it upon the realization that he had no explanation.

I looked back down at the computer screen still trying to process everything that’s happening before muttering “Your pictures on the wrong side.”

He looked at me obviously surprised “What?” he asked.

“The picture goes on the left side you have it on the right” I said not daring to look up from the screen, I mean I’ve seen my fair share of fake FBI badges but most of the people who made these were weak nerds who didn’t have brute strength on their side. This guy, on the other hand, looked as if he could snap my neck with a flip of his wrist.

He made his way over to me and looked over my shoulder. I felt my breath hitch again as his hand found the small of my back as he looked at where I pointed.

“Also you’re using the wrong font.” I muttered, “Do you mind if I-“

He stopped me with a simple nod and I efficiently fixed the badge so that it looked like the real thing.

“I’m assuming you have a place to get a shield.” I said as we waited for his new badge to print.

“Uh…no” He said rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly.

You smiled to yourself “Don’t worry I can do that here.”

He looked at you in shock causing you to laugh “You think we manage to stay in business due to printing pictures?” He chuckled with me.

The room fell into a comfortable silence until the badge came out of the printer. I picked it up and admired my work.

“So I’m assuming your names not Pete Willis.” He chuckled

“No it’s Dean.” He smiled at me.

“Y/N” You said holding out your hand.

“Well Y/N I believe you just saved my ass so how about I make it up to you and buy you a drink?”

“Well Dean I would love to,” I said in the same tone he used “but I try and make a point of not going out with criminals.”

“But I’m not a criminal” he tried to reason. I simply looked down at the fake badge in my hands before looking back at him with my eyebrows raised.

He chuckled again before nodding his head “point taken, but while I’m here can you make me another one with this picture?” He asked holding up a headshot of a slightly younger looking man with long hair.

“Sure but you know this is going to double your price?”

“Well how much is it?” He asked pulling out his wallet and counting his cash. I chuckled; this was going to be the start of a beautiful friendship.

-

The next time I saw Dean was exactly two weeks later, not that I counted or anything.

He walked through the door looking exactly like he did two weeks earlier. He stalked right up to the counter as I rested my head on my hand painting my best smirk across my face.

“Let me guess you were just so impressed with your badge and wonderful staff that you’ve come back for a CIA badge?” I asked raising one eyebrow.

He chuckled “CDC but close.” I pounded my fist on the counter in feign disappointment but couldn’t suppress my laughter.

I pulled up a blank page and began creating my masterpiece as Dean talked to me about…well….anything and everything.

“So do you have a picture or do you want me to take one?”

“Do you mind?” he asked looking rather hopeful.

I smiled and took a camera out from under the counter waving it in front of his face. “Not at all, over here.” I pointed to a section of the wall that was blank.

He stood up against the wall as I began snapping photos.

“Come on smile!” I teased.

He shot me quite possibly the best bitch face I’ve ever seen.

“Well do something!”

“Ha fine check this one out, I call it blue steel.” He said before squinting his eyes, raising an eyebrow, and kind of pouting. I laughed and took the shoot, showing it to him.

“Oh we’re defiantly using that one.”

“Yeah that will defiantly get me in.”

I laughed and got to work printing out two separate ids, one with blue steel and one with a normal picture.

“Oh and I need one with this picture” he said handing me a photo of the same guy as before.

“Yeah sure, so who is this?” I asked getting to work. What I did not expect was a nearly 2 hour discussion about his brother, not that I minded, his face lit up as he talked about him telling me everything about him. Though I couldn’t help but notice that he seemed to be holding something back but I didn’t bring it up.

“So is this ok?” I twirled the screen around to show him.

His face broke into a huge grin “Yeah but can you add one thing.”

I raised an eyebrow and looked at him skeptically “What?”

“Can you add bikini inspector somewhere on there?” He deadpanned gesturing towards the screen.

I stared at him for a moment trying to decide whether he was serious or not before breaking out into laughter. “Are you trying to get your brother arrested?”

“Nah come on no one looks at the badge that closely.” He said leaning against the counter with a huge smirk on his face.

I just stared at him again before thinking screw it and adding ‘bikini inspector’.

I walked around the counter to the printer to pick up the ID.

“Here you go” I told him before handing him the ID.

Our hands touched for a brief moment and I felt sparks fly and my hand tingle from where our skin touched.

Dean must have felt it to for he looked down at me and at that moment I felt as if he could see right through me. I saw his eyes flash down to my lips and I felt my teeth graze across my bottom lip.

He leaned down and my eyes fluttered shut, our lips connected and I felt sparks fly. Our lips moved in sync and for a moment I was on cloud nine. However, all too soon I came crashing down as the realization of the situation hit me.

I pushed Dean away from me and his face fell but at that moment I didn’t care. What was I doing? Dean was a criminal! He used a fake FBI badge! I can’t get involved with him!

“No, no I’m sorry…I can’t…I can’t do this.” I stuttered out.

“Y/N-“ Dean began reaching out to place a hand on my shoulder but I stepped back before he could touch me.

“I think…I think you need to leave.” I managed to get out running a hand through my hair. Dean looked down at the ground and opened his mouth but shut it and walked out of the store.

I collapsed onto the ground willing tears not to spill over. God how could I be so stupid and fall for him. He was a criminal and I had rules, not to fall for criminals which now that I think about it was a rule most people had but it was more relevant in my line of work. And sure I helped them create the badge, which is illegal, but it’s not like I used one. God he could be a mass murderer for all I knew.

I sat on the ground for several minutes trying to convince myself that I was not in love with Dean, to no avail.

-

I had decided that my best option was to distance myself, let my feelings dissimilate, so that’s what I did.

I cashed in all of my sick and personal days and left the country for about 2 months. I got drunk every night and always left with men whose names I didn’t even know. The mornings were always the same, filled with regret and thoughts of Dean.

God why was I so hung up on this guy? I saw him twice. Hell I didn’t even know his last name. But I did know his past…is that enough? Enough to know you love someone? Is it enough if you know someone’s past to know that you wanted to play a part in their future? At this point in time I didn’t know but I wanted to find out so back to kinkos I went, hoping that Dean didn’t give up on trying to find me.

-

It’s been three weeks. Three weeks and I haven’t heard from Dean. Three weeks I’ve been back and Dean hasn’t returned. Three weeks waiting in this hell hole for a man whose last name was still a mystery to me. Three weeks of soul crushing disappointment at the end of every day when Dean didn’t walk through the door. Three weeks.

-

It’s now been four weeks and I’m ready to give up, he’s not coming and it’s that very thought that makes me want to scream and collapse in a puddle of tears.

The bell above the door signaled that someone had entered the shop; I didn’t even look up for I knew it wasn’t him.

I heard the district sound of keys being hit on a keyboard then the printer running. I groaned and went to go pick up whatever was being printed.

However, laying there in the slot was the one face I never thought I would see again. Dean’s picture looked up at me from the face of a fake Homeland security badge.

I smiled and felt a tear run down my face “Your pictures on the wrong side.”

I looked up only to see a pair of hazel eyes and long brown hair instead of the expected green eyes and short dirty blonde hair.

You felt your face fall and you looked down at the ID’s in disappointment before realizing who was standing before me.

“Sam?” I asked hopefully.

He looked at me like a deer-in-headlights before he narrowed his eyes and realization washed over his face. “Y/N?”

I chuckled “So he talks about me?”

He looked at the floor and rubbed the back of his neck “Honestly he never shuts up.”

“Well it’s nice to finally meet you.” I held out my hand which he shook gladly.

“So is he…uh-“ I began not even knowing how to ask the question without being rude.

“Yeah,” Sam chuckled “he’s out in the car. He’s refused to even come in here ever since you left.”

I smiled and looked down at my hands not knowing what to do next.

Sam smiled at me “go ahead I’ve got a few more things to print.” I smiled back at him thankfully before practically running out of the door.

I looked around the parking lot, not even knowing what I’m looking for, before spotting an old muscle car I immediately knew to be Deans.

I walked up to the driver’s side window and saw him sitting there with his eyes closed. I took a deep breath before knocking on the window.

Dean jumped in shock and his eyes only widened further when he saw me. I stepped back to allow him to get out of the car.

He stepped back and put his hands in his pockets “so you’re back.”

“I’m back.” I nodded.

He looked down at the ground and rocked on the balls of his feet not knowing what to do next.

“Is it crazy to say that I missed you?” He asked causing me to chuckle.

“That depends.” I said looking at the ground.

“on?”

“Is it crazy to say that I…I think I love you.” My gaze never left his face looking to judge his reaction.

He took a step forward before speaking “Yes…yes it is.”

My gaze returned to the ground. God why was I such an idiot?

I felt his fingers on the bottom of my chin lifting my face up so my gaze met his.

“but I guess that means I’m crazy too.” He finished

I felt a tear roll down my check and a grin break across my face as Dean’s eyes also glassed over.

He reached up and cupped my cheek in his hand and used his thumb to wipe away the stray tear before pulling my lips up to meet his so that we were engulfed in another incredible kiss. Only this time there weren’t sparks, there were fireworks. This time there were no regrets. There was no running away. This time I knew what I wanted and this time I was not letting him go. This time I was going to do it right.

anonymous asked:

Hello darling! I'm sorry to bother you, I've followed your blog for a long time and you seem to have a lot of experience in traveling. I'm scared as hell to travel alone, I've no idea of how to prepare myself, or what I should pay attention to, be careful with and so on. I don't feel confident or smart enough to do something like this. Do you have any advice for newbie traveler?

You’re not bothering me at all!

I don’t have that much experience in traveling, as I was able to do my very first trip abroad 6 years ago (at the age of 26), and very first trip alone two months ago. I can’t say I’d have traveling experience alone, but there are some things in traveling that are good to remember, whether you are traveling alone or with someone.

- Take a copy of your passport. If your passport gets lost, you have a copy of it to identify yourself.

- Don’t carry all your cash with you, take only what you need for a day and leave rest at your hotel room/accommodation place. If you get robbed or lost your wallet, you still have money with you.

- Blend in (if possible)! This is actually the best tip. Always look like you know where you are going and that the area is familiar. Don’t carry any items that can pinpoint you to a pickpockets as “hey, I’m a tourist!” (like for example “I love NAME OF THE CITY/COUNTRY”-bags, big bagbacks, maps ect. Nowadays you can download all the maps to your mobile phone and look like you’re just checking your phone casually.

- If you get lost and definitely need help from someone, ask from young women for help (as a woman). Younger people usually speak English. 

- Learn at least “hello”, “goodbye”, “thank you”, “I’m sorry”, “yes”, “no” and “please” with the language of your traveling destination. You immediately get better service when you can say at least these things.

- If you plan to eat out a lot, check if the country has a tipping culture (as some don’t have it and in some countries tipping is rude) and how much you should tip.

- Learn the basic etiquette of every day life used in your traveling destination. If not sure, follow the example of the locals. This is polite for everyone (and helps you to blend in, if possible).

- If emergency happens - you get robbed, lose your passport, anything unseen big happens - contact your country’s embassy or consulate in your traveling destination! Embassies and consulates are thought to be only high profile places for VIP-persons, who act only when a big catastrophe happens, but as an ex-worker of the Ministry for Foreign Affairs I can tell that all the embassies/consulates exists for the help of their country fellowmen. Whatever your problem might be, if you don’t know who could help you, contact the embassy. This works also if you’re studying/living in the country and still have your native country’s nationality. 

- Make sure you have all vaccinations needed to protect you during travel. Note that some vaccinations need to be taken months before the trip (but after that the vaccination lasts for your whole life).

- Always have these following things with you; paper, pen/pencil, tissues, painkillers, bandage for small cuts/blisters. If you worry about losing/waiting for days your luggage, pack some emergency clothes to your hand luggage. 

- Check out if you can wash your clothes easily at the destination, if you’re staying for a long trip. That way you don’t have to pack so much.

- When packing clothes, roll them into small Wissrolls, as that saves the space.

- Use every single empty place in your luggage! Did you buy a mug? Put socks/stockings/panties in it. Do you have some jars with you? Fill them with stuff. Shoes? There’s empty space inside them. 

- If you plan to travel a lot or stay a long at your destination, take travel insurance, just in case. I have taken insurance only for myself, as I never travel with anything expensive. If you carry expensive stuff with you, take insurance also for them. Yearly insurance is usually cheaper and recommended if you plan to travel a lot.

- I like to check beforehand how to get from destination X to destination Y in the city/country I’m traveling to.

- Avoid tourist attraction spots to find cheaper places for shopping, eating and souvenirs. You also get to see the real city/country when you step outside the tourist attractions. Even a few hundred meters can make a huge difference! Don’t be afraid to explore.

- If you love to explore the city where you are staying, check out before hand the areas that should be avoided, and make sure are there some places which are okay at daylight but shouldn’t be walked during evening. 

- Don’t hesitate to use tourist information spots if you need, no matter how stupid your question might feel to you. I have asked a Rilakkuma store’s location at Osaka’s tourist information center, because I reaaaally wanted to go there with a friend, but we couldn’t find it no matter what. 

- If you have permanent health problems or allergies, write them down with the destinations language just in case. If you are in a medication, add a picture of the medication to this note. If something happens and you need to see a doctor, they know what’s wrong with you, how to treat you and what medication are you taking. This is especially important if you might end up being disoriented or passed out. I recommend printing the note out/writing it on a paper and carry it with you. This way also people around you can give you the first aid. (As a person with very limiting diet due severe allergies, my traveling policy with food is “If you’re not 100% sure, don’t eat it”.) 

- Note that many places in the world won’t understand or serve you with English. In these cases facial expressions, gestures, signing, drawing ect. usually help, if there’s no common language between you (says Niu who handled a big order from a Polish truck driver, who spoke only Polish and Russian, and I spoke none of those haha). Learn to say at least “I’m sorry, I don’t speak NAME OF THE LANGUAGE”. 

Double-entendre

I woke up sporting my usual morning glory and rolled over to rub it against her back. Morning glories were our shared favourite flower and this was the way she liked to wake up.

“I’m always so horny in the morning,” she said drowsily. “Can you do something about it?” I leaned over and removed the Viking helmet she was wearing.

“There you go,” I said. “You really do choose some strange sleeping attire.”

“You were incredible last night” she murmured while stretching.

“That’s what she said!” I responded out of reflex.

She rolled her eyes and said “Really. I think I’m going to have trouble walking today, you really pounded me.”

It was true, I had given her quite the working over the previous night but she knew what she was getting into.
“You knew my reputation coming into this,” I said pointing at my wall of Twister championship trophies.

“Anyway,” I said grabbing her ass. “I’m just going to move this donkey out of the bedroom. He’s looking at me oddly.”

“Okay,” she said while rolling over. “Come back in here for a quicky though.”

I don’t know why she insisted on a game of speed chess each morning but I obliged because she always came first. And I liked that. I spent quite a bit of time looking at my pawn before she eventually came all over the board and won.

After breakfast we moved into the lounge room where I turned her around and started having my way with her from behind. This was a fun game we often played where she wore a blindfold and I moved her anywhere I wanted.

I took her shirt, jeans, bra and, finally, panties off. I was then able to sit down on the lounge. “I wish you would put your clothes in the wardrobe.”

“Yes! Yes, I’m getting close!” I cried.

“Not yet! Go down on me. I want you to go down on me,” she breathed.

I was never very good at scratching the itches she frequently had on her back and always became excited when I thought I was getting there. I usually focussed a bit too high though.

She slapped my wrist “You’re always trying to get into my pants!”

I looked up surprised. I didn’t think she had seen me but it was true, I really liked those pants and just wished they fit me. Yet, no amount of trying would get them past my hips.

I stopped trying to get into her pants and started playing with my cock. His name was Rufus and I was teaching him tricks. Sometimes it was annoying when he crowed in the morning but most of the time he was okay.

“Luke, I want you to split me in half!” She cried.

“You know I already have an assistant for that part of my magic routine,” I replied.

“Can you make me feel good with your mouth?” she asked.

“Cunning linguist?” I retorted.

“That one was pretty bad,” she laughed.


____

“I just want it in my mouth so badly,” she crooned.
She was on her knees and struggling with my zip. I had recently discovered that the safest place to keep my lollipops was in a pencil case.

I started playing with myself while I watched her scrabbling away at her arch nemesis, the zip. I really wanted to get better at chess and playing both sides gave me a good insight into the game.

“Let’s get dirty,” I said to her with a wink. We had a lot of gardening to do during the day and I knew she wasn’t looking forward to it.

“How about, instead, I put some cream on my thighs and you can lick it off?” she asked. I hesitated for a moment because I really did love her marinated chicken thighs.

“I’d much prefer to have you bent over while hammer away behind you,” I said. The garden really needed weeding and the patio had a few loose boards I had to nail down.

“God I love your tits,” I said. They were beautiful birds and pretty much had free range of the house.
“Your hooters aren’t bad either,” I said gesturing to her souvenir owl collection.

I sat back and looked at her snatch. She really was fast and the way she snatched the bothersome fly from the air was amazing.

“I think reverse cowgirl is my favourite,” she said. We had been discussing her aversion to rodeos and livestock and trying to think of the best label for her stance.

“I don’t know what I’m going to do with this erection,” I said. She had built a large house of cards on the coffee table and I had no where to place my cup.

“I know where you can put that sausage though,” she said with a sly smile. She held out her hot dog bun which was all prepared with sauce and cheese.

___

“Oh god yes!” I cried. “lick my balls!” I watched as her tongue traced lines around the circumference of my balls. I had never cooked meatballs before and I was really enjoying watching her eat them.

“Oh Luke! This is making me so wet!” she was pointing to the water pistol I was occasionally shooting her with. “Oh sorry,” I said and put the plastic gun down.

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So You're Going to a Convention?

I decided to create this post based on my experience at Supernatural DallasCon, on some Do’s & Don’ts, and what to bring, and what to leave at home. 

I flew from Philadelphia and came in Thursday before the convention, and left Monday after it was over.

Packing

If you’re traveling to the convention (more than an hour), you’re first instinct is to pack everything you can cram into your suitcase. Do Not.

Planes get cold. A light jacket or small blanket is very wise here. Pack this in your carry on. 

Laptops are optional. I did use mine to watch a movie on the plane, but I also brought a magazine and book, and wound up sleeping during one of my flights. I used it for a total of about 3 hours in 5 days; 2 of those hours were on the plane. I could’ve left it home. However, some people used theirs to do school work, post pictures, etc. so this is all up to you.

For my 5 days, I took 4 shirts, a pair of jeans, a pair of jean shorts, a pair of capris, a pair of sleep shorts, 2 bras, 4 pairs of socks, 5 underwear, and one pair of shoes. I should’ve brought different stuff. 

Now if you’re like me, you want to look decent in your pictures. Bring either a nice shirt or comfortable/cute dress for pictures. I didn’t do this and had to go buy one from walmart. 

*rolling vs. folding tends to save space in your bag. I rolled all my shirts and built a “wall” around the inside of my bag and packed everything else in the center. Lay jeans and thicker materials as flat as possible. If you need pictures, ask and I’ll show you what I’m talking about.*

I saw a few people wear the same outfit for 3 days (not very clean…) so I’d advise one or two bottoms (local weather/season appropriate), and a new shirt for each day. Comfortable shoes are a must. Mine were walking shoes. Not the most stylish, but definitely better than flips flops or heels. 

People said it would get cold at the convention, but there are so many bodies, I spent a lot of time sweating. Shorts and a tee, skirts or dresses, etc should be fine. But if you tend to run cold, wear what keeps you comfortable. Just keep in mind it does get hot being squished in with that many people. 

If you’re cosplaying, make sure to pack the things you need, obviously. and make sure you’re actually going to do it. I packed cosplay clothes and props and didnt need them, and this took up valuable bag space. 

Shampoo/Conditioner, body wash, shaving stuff, deodorant, toothbrush and paste. Any make up you may need. 

Pack snacks. Though I still have some left over, bring snacks. Eating at the hotel can be expensive (depending on the hotel), and you do get hungry through out the day. I brought fruit roll ups, beef jerky and graham crackers. Gum is also good for walking around. 

At the Convention

The hotel can be expensive. Find the facebook group for your convention, and find room shares. I did this and my roomates are now some new best friends. 

Our hotel had a free shuttle. Most do. If yours does, this saves money on taxis to go eat. But check the schedule, and check to see what is within walking distance. Delivery places will deliver to hotels by the way. 

I brought a back pack to carry stuff with me, and almost everyone else did as well (a large purse works too).  I’ll tell you what I had in my bag, and you can add or subtract whatever you need.

Phone.
Phone Charger.
Wallet - though I had a “gold lanyard” and it held my ID, cards, cash, hard tickets, and folded schedule.
Medicine Bag (pepto pills, ibprofen, colgate wisps - for breath checks, allergy meds, hand sanitizer, inhaler, lexapro - bring anxiety meds as well. I forgot mine)
Emergency Makeup Bag (powder, mirror, eyeliner, pony tail holder, bobby pins, chap stick, deodorant)
*Folder (PDF tickets, schedule, pictures for autographs, photo ops)
Snacks and Water

*I highly suggest a folder. I used this to keep all my PDFs together, and for keeping my photos from getting bent.

Take a shower daily. Even if it’s the last thing you do, BATHE. All those bodies together is hard on the sweat glands and olfactory senses. I don’t want to smell your BO, you don’t want to smell mine. Deodorant is not a substitute for a shower. Neither is perfume/cologne. 
On that note, go easy on the perfume/cologne. Most people have a sensitivity, and it can cause asthma attacks, allergy issues, or migraines. Rule of thumb: if you can smell you, it’s too much. 

Brush your teeth regularly as well. I feel like I shouldn’t have to mention this, but I do. And keep mints or mouthwash, or wisps with you, especially for photo ops. Do you want to meet [insert your celebrity idol] with garlic onion breath? No. you don’t.

There are lots of things to buy at the convention. Tickets, and merch being the big deals. 
Vendors sell fandom related jewelry, posters, toys, tickets, cups, etc. If you plan on buying these, make sure you can get them in your bag. I got a poster and a couple other little things that fit easily into my bag. And bring lots of money. The vendor stuff can be expensive. 

Creation has a table that sells pictures and posters for autographs. While this is awesome, it adds up quickly ($6 per 8x10 and up). 
There are loads of various Jensen/Dean, Jared/Sam, Misha/Castiel pictures, but not many for the others. I highly suggest hitting up walmart and printing out your own 8x10s before hand. Get 1 for every person. I bought 3 extra autographs, and 3 extra pictures while there, and would’ve saved some money bringing my own pictures. 
Another option is something all stars can sign, IE something that just says Supernatural (like your favorite title card). 

Some people make door posters for other guests to sign, or simply to show a fan is in that room. These are fun to look at, but don’t stress over having one. I spent time and money on making a button wreath and it didn’t work out so I tossed it after it kept falling off my door. 

 Do’s & Don’ts 

Questions: Please, for the love of god, don’t waste time intentionally. It’s normal to get nervous and stutter a bit (I did multiple times), but don’t waste time with long drawn out backstories. Short, sweet, and to the point. And don’t ask for help doing a cartwheel - on stage - and for the love of christ do NOT call your inability to do one a “disability.”

Don’t get personal. If you wouldn’t want someone asking you, don’t ask them. Be respectable. 

Don’t shove people. We’re all excited, hot, and tired. Don’t be an ass. Say excuse me. 

Do talk to people. Even if only for the time you’re in line. You all have something in common at the convention. They could be your new best friend. 

Don’t stalk the stars. If you see them walking around, treat them like a human. If you see them being swarmed, just watch from a far. I was lucky to have a few interactions with some guests at DallasCon because of this. If possible, ask if it’s okay to approach them. 

Do, be hopeful you’ll see someone. I was fortunate enough to see Genevieve, Osric, Jim, and Mark . I spoke with them and they’re very lovely people. Again, be polite, and don’t get to personal. 

Do have fun. It’s crazy and hectic, but fun. Go outside and get some air if you need to. In fact, go outside for at least 5 minutes every day (weather permitting), it’s good for you. 

Sundays are pretty slow for non gold members, so you’ll have a few hours of down time (my day didn’t start until 2pm). This is a good time to pack, read, or just hang out. 

The best advice I was given: Bring half as much stuff, and twice as much money. 

It’s a very intense experience, especially your first time. But it’s so much fun. You will make at least one friend while there, and that’s almost enough in itself.  

*—Editing to add—*

Be careful if you drink. Being sloppy and drunk is not classy, and you don’t want to make an ass of yourself. I got tipsy for the first time at DallasCon, and I missed karaoke night because I lost my phone. You don’t want to miss stuff.

Related, don’t take a drink you didn’t see be made. I was stupid and did this, and although I was lucky and only got a little drunk, it could’ve been way worse - and I knew better. Be smart, be safe.

A deck of cards, or cards against humanity is a good way to kill time. There was a massive CAH game going while I was there.

They aren’t all nice, but be nice to the volunteers. I met a few really sweet ladies, and a couple sour apples. The nice ones made up for it. They aren’t getting paid, and they don’t always have up to the minute information, and that’s not their fault.

Valerie is a bit intimidating, but she’s actually really nice. Just don’t give her attitude and you’ll be on her good side.

Creation says no videos (which I thi k is crap), but you can sometimes sneak it depending on your seats. Pictures are okay, so make sure your phone or camera is charged and ready to go. Again, some volunteers will let you sneak video- another reason to be nice to them.

Don’t (openly) laugh at someone who cries when they meet a celebrity. It’s very overwhelming, and you don’t know how important that person may be to them. I cried the first time I met misha. Hard, gross crying, for like 10 minutes and wound up having an asthma attack. It is silly to cry, but help them calm down, they’d appreciate it.

Autographs and photo ops move crazy quick. Have your stuff out and ready to be signed, have your ticket ready to be handed to the handler (you get the stub back, don’t worry).

During autos you usually don’t have time to chit chat, especially with the big four (J2M2). Kim, Osric and Rob usually have smaller lines and a few extra seconds to talk.

During photo ops, if you want a hug that’s not part of your picture, face away from the camera. This isn’t “supposed” to happen so you didn’t hear it from me. Again, the big four don’t have much time, but the others have a few extra seconds.

I’ll add more as I remember :)