i wonder if it leavs a mark

memento-moree  asked:

HEY ! It's Rin, the one who couldn't pick between Mark, JB and Jinyoung. Remember how you welcomed me in the Jinyoung CLAN ? Well I was wondering if you could remind me how underrated his goddlike body was ? My thirst is rising since I got an exam tomorrow. Also, I love you.

HELLO, of course I remember! You follow me on both blogs? BLESS YOU, Rin! And ABSOLUTELY. One Jinyoung body celebration post coming right up. 

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Season Finale Spoilers

So I’ve read a huge synopsis of the season finale and it is both epic and heartbreaking. These spoilers are not marked as official by TSDF but the spoilers have been accurate so far. DO NOT CLICK “KEEP READING” IF YOU DON’T WANT TO SEE SPOILERS! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!”

I am going to tag multiple characters to throw people off so don’t worry just because you see a certain character in the tags.

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I hate to see how *upset* loo is about this. Shes getting hate for a character she didnt write. She literally portrayed her in the most wonderful way possible in the “i love you” scene, and people are hating on her for what the writers have done with her character. Seriously just leave her alone, shes a wonderful woman and shes handled the situation in the best way possible.

Also what moffat said about her “ just probably going and shagged another man to get over it” is really rude in my eyes, molly isnt like that, not to me anyway, how can he be so vile. 😭
Analysis on the ending of Kimi no na wa (Your name)


Makoto Shinkai did it again. Kimi no na wa is a very heartwarming, tear-jerker, cheesy, and romantic movie. Unlike the other Makoto Films, Kimi no na wa has a “happy ending.” Yes, you will not feel any regret or pain after watching this movie. But still, it is a roller-coaster ride. The movie will make you laugh hard, cry like a bitch, and scream like a kid. It is one of those movies that will leave a mark to your heart.

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Barry: It’s okay to be afraid of the future, but I won’t let you die.
Iris: I’m not afraid to die, Barry I’m not!
Barry: Then what?
Iris: I’m afraid - what if I end up just like my mom? Just gone, without making a mark, without leaving anything behind…
Barry: Iris, your mom? She left something behind. She left a brave, wonderful son, and the woman that I love. Alright? I don’t know what the future holds, none of us do. I know we’ll face it together!

Would you like to know what goes through ones mind when they’re all tied up like this under a sky full of stars in the middle of no where ?

“What if he leaves me here and I have to wait for a long time to serve him?”

“I wonder if this will leave marks? I hope it does!”

“How’s he going to use me tonight?”

I didn’t get left. They did leave marks, but not lasting ones. He used me however he pleased and I was happy to oblige.

The ground was uncomfortable so I found comfort in his pleasure. The night was scary so I found safety in his touch. I submitted to him and let myself go and became “slave”. I lost myself in the focus of his pleasure and needs.

No I don’t remember every detail but I do remember the feeling of absoluteness when his loud grunts and moans of pleasure were shared with me and I was left a wet slutty mess, still wanting more and needing to serve but waiting until I was instructed to do so.

Like a good girl.

Leaving a lipstick mark, featuring… well, whoever I come up with something for.

Sans doesn’t mind. Heck, he doesn’t even bother wiping it off for a while… which is kind of gross, to be honest. Wash your face, silly bone man. He’ll go about his day, working his sentry jobs and hanging out at Grillby’s and whatever else he feels like, with the lipstick right there. Right there!! If someone tries to make fun of him about it he tells them they’re just jealous their cute datemate didn’t leave one for them like his did. 

Toriel and Asgore would both love it- but they’re more worried that you got fur in your makeup, oh dear, it’s in your mouth… Pardon them, they have to make sure this doesn’t escalate. (Toriel steals a moment to giggle about it though.) 

Papyrus loves it!! But he always tries to wipe it off before he goes off for important things like sentry duty or training with Undyne. The one time he didn’t, Undyne teased him to hell and back, it was awful. Still, he really does appreciate it! He just has to be a professional about this sort of thing.

If you managed to leave a kissmark on Grillby, you must be a wizard. Congratulations on your magic. Otherwise, it probably doesn’t last long, even if Grillby wanted it to. A pity.

With Undyne, you’ve just instigated a smooch war, nerd. And she’s gonna win. Needless to say, she’s absolutely the person who comes into a bar covered in kiss marks, grins and says “Yeah, well, you should’a seen the other guy!”

Gaster doesn’t notice. He flat out does not notice. He goes to work like this and someone only tells him near the end of the day, when he’s about to go home. How embarrassing! But he does return the affection (though not the kissmark- he’s not too big on makeup on himself) when he gets home.

Things you can do while laying by the toilet during migraine:
  • -Wonder where that mark on the side of the tub came from
  • -count tiles until you can't take the light anymore
  • -groan aggressively at the cat who is confused
  • -design projects that you will literally never do
  • -vow never to leave the house again
  • -cry
  • -realize the wallpaper in here is disgusting
  • -turn lights off again
  • -decide you're probably mediocre-looking at best
  • -roll around
  • -think of all the shit you could be doing
  • -turn the lights back on and panic because you almost barf
  • -can't barf, curse the gods
  • -turn the light back off
  • -become suddenly religious and try praying
  • -ask the cat to kill you
  • -realize there is no God and space is huge and you're already almost one-third dead.
  • -be very still
  • -hate the guy mowing outside i mean who the hell mows this late that motherf
Reading Movie Scripts To Get Better At D&D...

Hi Guys and Girls,

After watching a lot of movies and getting back into reading, I’ve realized how movie scripts can help you get better at writing your stories…

Movie Scripts are great at describing the scene, with audio and visual descriptions that can create some amazing imagery.

And by writing my stories like movies, I’m able to create great stories that can stay well within the 2 hour mark of a D&D Session.

So, sometimes on this page, you may see a random script or two pop up, whether the original script for some of the greatest movies, to the weird and wonderful scripts from the more “unusual” writers…

So if you like reading and movies, and D&D of course, then take part in suggesting scripts…

And this is personally something I do regularly and enjoy doing, so if you want to see more and read some weird, wonderful and really amazingly written scripts…

…then leave a Like, Reblog for fun, or leave a Comment or Suggestion!

So, this has been short, but thanks for reading!

And remember… HAVE FUN!!!


“Good morning (Y/N). You look incredible.” Lucifer smiles and you narrow your eyes, looking down to your old shirt and the boxer.
“I haven’t even brushed my hair.” You answer confused.
“A true beauty disfigured nothing.”
Chuck on the table snorts in disbelief, making Lucifer chuckle and you wonder what’s going on here.
In general the situation is more than confusing. Lucifer has his old vessel Nick back and Chuck is god and neither of them wants to leave the bunker.
“Jealous daddy?” Lucifer asks with a teasing smile while you take a coffee.
“Milk, my love?” Without waiting for an answer Lucifer pours in a sip of milk.
“Thank you.” In the corner of your eyes you see that Chuck is watching Lucifer and you, sending him deathglares.
Slightly you feel uncomfortable as you sit down on the table while Lucifer winks at you like he has a lint in his eyes and Chuck says nothing.
“(Y/N),-” Lucifer gets interrupt as Chuck hits on the table and for a second you’ve the feeling the whole bunker vibrates.
“Enough!” Chuck shouts and you wince.
Suddenly they start fighting in enochian and you wish that Sam and Dean would be here.
“Ok boys, stop that.”
Of course, they don’t listen to you, even after you start shouting at them.
“I’m so tired of that shit.” You mumble to yourself, drinking the last sip from your coffee before you leave the kitchen.
“(Y/N).” Chuck says and you turn around to him.
“I’m sorry. It’s just that I like you.” He says shyly and you smile, going slowly to him.
“I like you, too.” You wrap your arms around his neck and he pulls you closer.
“You’re my most perfect creation.”
“Oh please, that sounds so creepy.” You giggle and he laughs quietly before he kisses you softly, both of you hearing the relieved sigh of Lucifer behind you.

I do not have a résumé that is worth being read by any potential employer. The neighbor girls ask to know where my dead dog is buried in the backyard. They want to dig her up and see her again. My brother’s girlfriend makes a Facebook post about how sweet he was to clean her house for her. I stare at the pubic hair littering the toilet that we share and think about telling her how he fucked our 50 year old neighbor in the back of a car three weeks ago. I refrain. Probably best to keep that one in my pocket for another day. I think about abuse. I think about abuse that doesn’t leave any marks. I think about raising a child that isn’t mine. I think about the day I left college and sometimes I still cry. It’s been 3 years. I wonder what my thesis project would have been. I am a mother but I’ve never given birth. I do not relate to any of my friends. I hope that they leave me alone. I am tired of trying. I built a kickass Lego house for my nephew today but I do not have a résumé that is worth being read by any potential employer.

A Celebration of the First Blush

I want to celebrate this moment
I want to celebrate the not knowing
The first date blush and the awkward words and his little smiles at me
He looked at me like I was beautiful
He looked at me like the words I was saying were magic arrows
Dotting into his chest and leaving their mark of wonder-
Of the desire to know me

I want to celebrate his tallness
And feeling small beneath six foot almost four
I want to celebrate his work boots splattered with a little bit of paint
His off white smile and the little marks on his front teeth
I want to celebrate how he rolls his eyes and also how blue they are and
More than anything
I want to celebrate how he looked at me
When I curled up cross legged on the couch and we talked for hours
When I played him my new songs in the car and he sat beside me
I saw him out of the corner of my eye stealing glances

His voice is so low
I melted
And something about him draws me in as if we were embracing all the minutes we were together

For I saw something good there
I saw strength and courage
I saw hope and light

I’m not gonna fall into the pit of despair just yet
I won’t give up hope that
This could be something magic
And I want to celebrate that.

anonymous asked:

I remebered Firestar promised Brightheart to be a mentor for Icekit or Foxkit. But it never happened and I can just picture Bright being all depressed or doubting herself wtf Erins.

yea, it almost makes me wonder if thats why cloud/bright had another litter of kits so late. not to say that she was trying to fill a void by not having been a mentor, but i think it’s nice to imagine her trying to guide them as much as possible and leave her mark by passing on her knowledge & wisdom to the newer generations 

So if Moftiss is making everything inconsistent on purpose because that’s the way the canon was…does that mean we’ll never actually get the truth? They’re just going to leave it as an infuriating puzzle? Like…if that’s the case then I simultaneously respect it and dislike it a great deal. I mean, as long as we get Johnlock I’m good. But I’ll still be a little peeved at the inconsistency. Which I guess is the point??

  • Iris: "Why do you think that you're the only one allowed to risk your life to do good."
  • Barry: "I don't. It's okay to be afraid of the future but I won't let you die."
  • Iris: "I'm not afraid to die, Barry!"
  • Barry: "Then what?"
  • Iris: "I'm afraid of being just like my mom. Of going out without a mark or leaving anything behind."
  • Barry: "Iris, your mom left something behind. She left a brave, wonderful son and the woman that I love...whatever the future holds we'll face it together."
Abusive Boyfriend (Joe Sugg Imagine)

Request: Hi darling! I was just wondering if you could write in imagine were y/n gets badly abused by her boyfriend and she doesn’t want any of her friends to know, but somehow joe finds out and he’s all protective and worried about her (he’s in love with y/n), and I’d like for you to come up with the ending! If you want to write this I’d love to read it! Btw love your blog!!❤️


You tried to cover the blue mark by your eye with concealer but it was still pretty obvious. You sighed before deciding to leave the bathroom you were hiding in. Just as you left the bathroom, your best friend Joe appeared from his room. You were hanging out with your best friend Joe for the night as it had been a while since you last saw each other.  

“You okay?” Joe asked and you gave him a false smile and a nod. It was obvious that Joe didn’t believe you but you ignored him and walked into his room and placed yourself on his bed. You had known Joe for 3 years now and he was your absolute best friend. You could tell each other anything… or… that was until you got a boyfriend. At first he was the kindest guy ever but slowly he turned more aggressive. He had started to beat you 2 months into your relationship. You had tried to break up with him several times but he threaten you and your family so you had to stay with him. You had never told Joe about it but you knew he was beginning to pick up on it. Especially with all the red and blue marks you “accidentally” got from walking into trees and your cat scratching you.

“Y/N, something is wrong,” Joe said whilst looking at you with a worried look. You tried to look away to hide the blue mark on your face.

“Everything is fine, Joe,” you answered. If your boyfriend found out Joe knew… you weren’t sure what he would be able to do to you or Joe. Joe placed himself in front of you on the bed and tried looking at your face.

“Stop Joe,” you said but Joe gently turned your head so he could see the blue mark properly. He started to rub the concealer off and he looked at you with sadness in his eyes.

“Is this that boyfriend of yours? Y/N, why haven’t you told me?” Joe asked and tears instantly appeared in your eyes. You felt so vulnerable and scared.

“I…It’s nothing,” you stammered before rushing out of Joe’s room.

“Y/N!” Joe yelled before running after you. You could feel your legs give in under you and you fell to the floor in tears. Joe wrapped his arms around you as you sobbed into his shoulder.

“Shh, it’s okay. I’m not gonna let him hurt you anymore,” Joe whispered in your ear and his words made you feel more calm, but you still felt powerless. You knew your boyfriend would do something horrible if he found out that Joe knew.

“I’m scared Joe,” you admitted in between your sobs. Joe continued comforting you and his arms around your shaking body helped a bit. It felt weird that Joe now knew and you were beyond scared what would happen know. You could suddenly feel Joe tense up and you looked at him still with tears in your eyes. His eyes were like fire and his fists were tightened.

“I swear to God if he ever lays another hand on you I’m gonna kill him,” Joe said and is was obvious that his angry stage was emerging.

“I don’t know what to do,” you said and looked at Joe for some kind of guidance.

“You’re going to stay at mine and I’m gonna figure it out, okay? Don’t worry about it,” Joe assured you but you looked at him with a worried look.

“I don’t want you to get hurt, Joe,” you said as another tear rolled down your cheek. Joe smiled at you before gently touching your cheek.

“Don’t worry about me. I’m a big guy, you know,” Joe said jokingly and even though you felt so depressed you couldn’t help but laugh, and right there you realized how much you really loved Joe. You should have told him from the beginning what was going on and maybe you wouldn’t have been so vulnerable and sad.

“Come on gorgeous. You need to lay down in my bed and I’ll make you some tea,” Joe said with a cute sideways smile and you smiled back at him. Something came over you and you suddenly moved your head closer to Joe’s and placed a deep kiss on his lips. You had no idea why you did it but it felt so right in that moment. You looked each other in the eyes and you both smiled before Joe left a kiss on your forehead.

“Come on,” Joe said in a calm voice and he helped you up from the floor and into his bed. You snuggled up under his duvet and Joe placed himself on the edge of the bed. He intertwined his fingers with yours and you haven’t felt this safe in a really long time.

“I’ll make you some tea,” Joe whispered but you shook your head.

“Please stay,” you said and looked directly into Joe’s eyes. He smiled at you before he joined you under the duvet. He pulled you as close as he could to him and you kissed his jawline before snuggling your head into his neck. Joe placed a kiss on your forehead and it felt amazing just being with him. For a short moment you forgot all problems and you just enjoyed finally feeling loved and safe.


Fandom: Glee

Pairing: Ryder x Reader

Warning: Slight NSFW

Writer: looneylovegoodx

Requested By: 5-seconds-of-gladers

Request: Okay so I was wondering (Once oneshots are open) if you could write a Ryder/OC fic (for glee obvi lol) where y/n is dating Ryder but kitty keeps trying to break you guys up because kitty hates you and wants to ruin your life. Ryder reaslises this and decides to leave his mark on you smut pls if you do smut, if not just have him make out with you in the hallway in front of kitty or something lol

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Waiting For You

Anonymous Asked:  Hi I was wondering if I could a scenario of JB leaving for the military and you(reader) being his gf and it’s really emotional watching leave and not knowing when you’re going to see him again.

Member: JB

His arms were wrapped around you. Your fingers clutched at the fabric of his shirt, as if your grip alone were enough to keep him there. You knew it wasn’t enough and while you were proud of him you knew that it was going to be a long time before you could see him again. 

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