idk i just felt like doing something

anonymous asked:

About Harry's Brasil tattoo, I once heard he got it while he was drunk because he went to a tattoo parlor and the tattoo artist had an appointment who didn't show up so H felt bad fir the guy and decided to get a tattoo? Not dure I remember it well or if it's even true... but what is Truth with these boys anyway?

I heard that and honestly sounds like something Harry would do but idk when he showed the tattoo he looked so proud of it, so happy… boy took down his pants just to show that tatt lol




On the night you were born, the moon smiled with such wonder, that the stars peeked in to see you” happy birthday @amazingphil ! 

ART TIP: Keep a balance between digital and traditional art

because there are things traditional art will teach you that digital art won’t, and the same goes the other way

Sharpie Promises

Originally posted by escaped-ocelot

Raphael x Reader

Sharpie Promises

Note: I don’t know if I’ll publish this or not, but basically, I’m a ho for TMNT and soulmate AUs and I’ve never seen a TMNT Soulmate AU, so here you go. It’s the 2k14/2k16 turtles btw. Idk. I might do more of these if you guys like it.

Raphael wasn’t human. He had struggled with this, but had eventually come to terms with the fact. He didn’t have a soulmate and he wouldn’t ever find love. Not in a world full of humans. He tried to be all right with it. Keyword: tried.

It wasn’t until he was working out one day that he felt something cold and wet travelling across his left forearm. Just as quickly as it had started, it stopped. He removed his three-fingered hands from the weight he had been lifting and sat up to examine it.


Messy black letters written in Sharpie. His green eyes narrowed. What was this? He had never felt or seen anything like this. But there it was, plain as day on his arm. He stared at it, afraid that the words would disappear, but no. They stayed right where they were. And then soon after, more appeared from nowhere, as though a ghost was writing on his arm with an invisible marker.

So, it’s like three in the morning here and I don’t know if I’m doing this right, but um, hi.

A long pause. Raph stared in amazement, too shocked to say anything.

You’re probably asleep, aren’t you? Dammit. Well, um…bye, I guess.

He had never run so fast in his life.

“Woah, woah, watch it!” Donnie raised his arms as Raph pushed his chair away from his station and grabbed a Sharpie, pulling off the cap between his teeth and scrawling in the empty space on his arm.



Your heart raced as a response finally appeared.


Big, messy letters that you could tell had been written in a rush.

I’m here. Who are you? What’s happening?

You stared at the letters, the handwriting. Your stomach dropped, the nerves kicking in. This was it. This was your soulmate. You had no idea how this worked. No one did, but it worked, and that was all that mattered. A magical pen-pal from far away, probably. Why anyone would be up at this ungodly hour besides you was beyond you. But now you had to reply. You turned over your arm to write back.

I’m (Y/N). Your soulmate, I think. I don’t know…this is what everyone else does, but I’ve always been too shy to try.



Raph’s heart skipped a beat when the word was written on his arm. Soulmate. He had a soulmate. He actually had…Oh my God.

“Raph, are you crying?” Mikey asked, looking up at his older brother, whose eyes certainly looked a little misty.

“N-no. I just got dirt in my eye. Go away.” He sniffled and smiled.

“Whatcha doin’?” the youngest turtle looked over Raph’s shoulder and scanned a few words before he raised his arm far above Mikey’s head, but he had already seen it. Soulmate. “You…you have a soulmate?”

“I guess so.” Raph shrugged. By now, Donnie and Leo were paying attention to what was happening.

“You have a what?” Donnie’s head snapped around. He pulled down Raph’s arm to examine it. But there it was, plain as day. What the internet described as a ‘soulmate exchange’. “I didn’t think it was scientifically possible for you…for us to have…”

“Are you serious?” Leo came over to look.

“What do I look like? A freakin’ museum?” Raph snapped. “Now go away. I gotta write ‘er back.” The others gave him some space as he walked over to the couch and sat down, the tip of the Sharpie hovering over his green arm.

Soulmate, huh? Did think I had one of those. Name’s Raphael. Nice to meet ya.


What are you, a renaissance artist? Lol JK

Something like that.

So where are you from, Mr. Renaissance Artist?

New York, New York.

Seattle, Washington. Well, this might be a little complicated, huh?

Something like that…


You wrote to Raphael until the sun came up and then you crashed. You had thought it was a dream until you saw the words written there the next morning. You had a soulmate. His name was Raphael. He was from New York.

But at least he existed. It could be a lot worse.

It wasn’t until about noon, three o’clock there, that you wrote to him again, after having wiped your arm off to give you more room to write.

Good morning.

You wake up at noon?

Only when I’m up until sunrise talking to my soulmate.

Fair enough.

So how’s your day been?


Fair enough.


Leo, Donnie, and Mikey were all bunched behind Raphael to watch.

“Go away!”

“Dude, we just wanna watch.” Mikey whined.

“Go! Away!”

“All right, sheesh,” Donnie walked back to his lab, and Leo and Mikey reluctantly walked away.


He wrote.

What’cha wanna talk about?

I don’t know.

What’s it like in Seattle?

Rainy. What’s it like in New York?

Noisy. He replied, a smirk spreading across his scarred lips. How old are you?



Nice. How tall are you?

Like 6’5”-ish.

Holy shit! You’re gonna have to bend down to kiss me.

Kiss you. He was going to kiss you. Eventually. A new concept. Butterflies spread through his stomach, but he tried to play it off.

You a shorty?

Compared to you, yeah. Always had a thing, for tall guys, though. No worries. ;)

He smiled.

Got any hobbies? You asked.

Ninjitsu, bein’ a giant mutant turtle, etc…

Uh, I knit sometimes. And I work out. A lot.

Mr. Muscles the Knitting Renaissance Artist. You keep getting better and better.

So what do you do for fun, Shorty in Seattle?

Oh you know, read, write, spend ungodly amounts of time on the internet.

Sounds fun.

It is. So, anyways, I’ve been looking into New York travel recently (and by recently I mean right now immediately) for reasons, you know. Anyway, what area of New York should I travel to in…ten months when I go to college (that I’ve just applied to) there?


After a long day of talking to you and patrolling and trying to work out, Raph was exhausted. He laid in his top bunk, reading your ramble with a smile.

After replying, he knew it was time to go to sleep.

I’m wiped. I gotta sleep.

Oh, okay. Goodnight Raph.

Night, (nickname).

I love you.

His heart skipped a beat.

I love you too.

I can’t wait to meet you.

Already countin’ down the days, babe.

Me too.


Weeks later, you got an idea.

So, theoretically, if I were to Skype you, would you pick up?

I don’t have a Skype.

I want to hear your voice.

I can call you, if you want. I just don’t do video chats?


Because I’m a giant freaking mutant turtle and I don’t want my soulmate to hate and/or be afraid of me.

I want to see you for the first time in person.

All right then. Here’s my number.

You waited in bated breath for your phone to ring, and then suddenly it did. Your thumb hovered above the accept button. You felt like your whole body was trembling.

“Hey there.” You could hear the shaking in your voice. He chuckled, and already you loved the sound of his laugh.

“Hey yourself,”

“Oh my God, I love your voice.” You gushed.

“I love yours too, shorty.”

“Aaaaah! Your accent is so hot!”

“Heh, yeah.” He smiled.

“Ooh, are you talking to (Y/N)?” Mikey asked. “Can I say hi?”

“No, you can’t. Shoo.”

“Who’s that?” You asked.

“My little brother.” Mikey tried to reach up and grab Raph’s phone, but he squirmed away from him. “Mikey, go away!”


“Go away!”

“I wanna say hi to your girlfriend!!”

“Mikey, leave Raph alone.” Leo smirked from across the lair. The youngest brother left, deflated.

“Sorry ‘bout that. Where were we?”

“I was gushing over your very attractive voice, Mr. Muscles.”

“Ah. Right.” He tried not to blush and failed miserably. A slow smirk snuck across his lips. “I love you.”

“I love you too!”


“Did you get it yet?” Raph called you a few months before you were supposed to arrive. As the day approached, he got more and more anxious. You would be here in New York and he wouldn’t be able to skirt around the truth anymore. He was a giant turtle and you were a human girl. It wasn’t going to work out.

But nonetheless, he had sent you something. Something to remember him by if it didn’t work out, he supposed.

“It came in today! I haven’t opened it yet, though. I’m going to right now. Give me a sec, I’m gonna put you on speaker.”

“All right.” Raph listened as you set down your phone and put him on speaker. Then came the noise of you cutting the tape and opening the small cardboard box and sifting through the tissue paper.

“Oh my gosh! It’s amazing! I love it! You really made this?”

“I did.” He smirked. You held up the perfect little pendant. A polished wooden turtle that Raphael had carved himself. It hung from a simple twine string. You put it on immediately, tying the necklace around your neck. You let your fingers run over all of the intricate little grooves.

“I’m never taking it off, I hope you know that.”

“I’m flattered.” He chuckled. “I can’t wait to see how it looks on ya.”

“I can’t wait to see you.”

A nervous little laugh.

“Yeah. Pretty soon, now.”

“It couldn’t come soon enough.” You smiled warmly. “It’s late. I’m gonna get some sleep. Exams tomorrow and then I’m out of school for the summer. And then, only two months until I get to see you.”

“Well, you rest up, shorty. Get good grades. I don’t want ya to fail.”

“Good night. I love you.”

“I love ya too. Night.”

When he hung up, he stared at the ceiling. God, what was he gonna do?


You were full of jitters when you landed in New York two short months later. The time had crawled by so slow, but you passed the time. And now you were here, the center of the modern world.

“I’m here! I just landed! When do you want to meet up?”

“Um, how about you get settled? Go to your apartment or whatever. I’ll come over tonight.”

“Okay.” Your heart raced. “Okay. I’ll see you then. I’ll uh, get you the address once I find it.”

“Sounds like a plan. Stay safe. I’ll see ya tonight.”

“See you.” When you hung up, Raph started to pace through the lair.

“I’m going to see her tonight. Oh my God. She’s gonna find out I’m a giant turtle and she’s gonna hate me.”

“Statistically, after ten months of-”

“No more science bulllshit, Don! I’m a freak! She’s gonna run screamin’ and I’ll never see her again!”

“It’ll be fine, Raph. You’re over reacting. As usual.” Leo’s tone was cool, annoyed. “She loves you. We’d have to be blind not to see that.”

“I guess we’ll find out tonight, huh?” He slumped onto the couch, a deep dread setting in. Tonight was not going to be pretty. He knew it.


After you had unpacked and met your roommate, a very nice woman named April who had been searching for a roommate for some time now, you called Raph and gave him an address. He asked about how things were and so you told him about your roommate. He chuckled. Well, that might make things a little easier. He told you he wasn’t far and he would be over in a few.

“Who’s that?” April asked after you hung up.

“My soulmate. He’s the reason I moved here, actually. He’s coming here if that’s okay.”

“More than fine with me.” She smiled. “What’s his name?”

“Raphael.” You told her. Her face lit up in surprise. Now the turtle necklace she had complimented you on when you walked in made a whole lot of sense. She doubted that you knew why though.

So this was the (Y/N) he had talked about. His soulmate. Shorty from Seattle.

“Nice name.”

“I know, right?” Your phone buzzed. “Oh my God, it’s him.”

“Hey babe, come outside.” You stood there in confusion for a second. “Fire escape.”

“Oh, okay. I’ll be down in a sec.” You nodded, tucking the phone away. Your heart raced as you climbed out the window and down the metal fire escape to the alley below. There, in the shadows stood a very tall, very large silhouette.

“Hey there.” It was him. His voice. In person. “I uh, I need ya to promise me something, gorgeous.”


“Just…p-promise you won’t scream.”

“Why would I-?”


“I promise.” You stated certainly.

“I, uh, I ain’t exactly…normal.”

“I love you, Raph.”

“You won’t when you see me.” His voice was quiet as all of his insecurities came to the surface.

“Raphael,” You reached out for him, hand forward for a long few moments until his three-fingered green one met it, pressing against it like Tarzan and Jane. Something familiar and something foreign. You gasped quietly, but when he moved to pull away, you gripped one of his large fingers. “Please.”

He let out a long sigh, considering bolting then and there, but he gave in and took a few slow, heavy steps out of the dark to where you could see him. Your soulmate was a giant mutant turtle. He waited for the sting of rejection, for the tears of disappointment streaming down your cheeks, but they never came. Instead, you pulled his muscular arms around yourself, clinging to him as though this was your last chance. He held you tight against his plastron, his knees giving out in the wave of relief that washed over him. Raph buried his face in the crook of your neck, and you felt hot tears against your skin.

Thank you.” A broken whisper from his scarred lips. “Thank you.”

“I love you.” You kissed his cheek and then his forehead, and you lifted his face to look at the green face under the tattered red bandana.

“All ‘uh this don’t bug you?” He asked, tear-filled green eyes searching yours. “You don’t care that I’m a freak?”

“You’re not a freak, Raphael.” The feeling of your soft skin against his face drove him up the wall in the best possible way. “Not to me.”

“Are ya just sayin’ that because I’m your soulmate?”

“I mean it.” You locked eyes with him and he felt as though you were staring into his soul. His smile was the most gorgeous thing you had ever seen. Curiosity sparked behind your eyes as you examined every inch of him, taking him in. “What are you?”

There wasn’t hatred or fear in your voice, only awe.

“I’m a mutant. A turtle. Hence the uh-” he motioned to the necklace around your neck. “That.”

“I love turtles,” You whispered as you kissed his snout. You were so close. So close he could just about…

You closed the gap between you, pressing a soft kiss to his lips. He didn’t know how to respond, but followed his instincts and tried his hardest to kiss you back. His large hands held your hips and your small hands framed his jaw before moving to his shoulders, fingers gently searching the terrain of his shell.

When you finally pulled away from him, you looked at him for a long time.

“Hey do you wanna come up for pizza?” April called down from the apartment window.

“Yeah, sure April. Are the guys coming?”

“Just got off the phone with Leo. They’re on their way.”

“Wait, you two know eachother?” You asked. Raph smiled and shrugged, finally getting to his feet and taking you with him. God, he was so tall.

“We go way back.” April smiled. “I named him.”


“Long story. Come on, shorty.” He picked you up off of the ground as if you weighed nothing and carried you on his hip, your feet dangling a foot in the air. “’Bout time you met my brothers, huh?”


After you had met his brothers and enjoyed some celebratory pizza, the six of you had settled down to watch a movie. At the moment, Raph was spread out on the couch with you laying on top of him and a cozy red blanket draped over both of you. He nuzzled into your neck as your hands traced gentle circles on his plastron.

“I love you, Raphael.” You kissed his jaw. He hummed contentedly.

“I love you too, soulmate.” The word had never sounded so right.

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guys I am so serious but I have no idea what just happened and I am having real, physical difficulty typing rn because my whole body is shaking? like, okay, so this thing flew over head that woke me up, I guess it just sounded like a regular aircraft but kind of low, and then there was this burning heavy pressure and it made the back of my eyelids go white (even though I was in a dark room with my eyes shut hang on of course I had my eyes shut oh well) but I am not making this up and it felt like I was, idk, being microwaved or fucking something and I was like ‘well this is how I die’ but it went but I felt…. just awful, after, and I still do but the main thing is my hands? are shaking so badly I cannot describe how much I am kinda of not okay

also this is like, 7:17am in the uk it just happened in like the last half hour? anyone else?

EDIT: okay so my friend on skype is an angel and talked to me about normal shit and now I have stopped shaking and feel better, I really hope it was aliens because dude that would be sweet but I’ll talk to my two-doctors-who-are-also-my-parents about it and see if I need to see an actual GP, sorry for wigging you out but I literally kinda felt like I was? dying? for a bit there. oops

Edit edit: sooo I might have had a seizure, going to see the doctor later today, whelp. Really sorry for scaring you but bloody hell I never want that again.

Yoongi Scenario: Naughty Girl.

Request: Hi can i request a yoongi scenario and the daddy kink? It doesnt have to be smut because i know you dont do that but i really like your writing. something like yoongi being really dominant and possessive but not abusive and the mc being kind of innocent kind of mischievous and playful. I imagine her working at a candy shop or something like that and then a guy starts to work there and he likes the mc so yoongi is vey protectiveand jealous. Idk if this is too much i’m just really thirsty Im sorry

Daddy kink.

Genre: Romance.

You felt Yoongi’s strong gaze from the bathroom’s threshold and blushed, you were getting ready for work and since he was always ready first than you he’d usually watch you. You were a bit self conscious about it since you always wanted to be attractive to him, but at the same time you couldn’t help but love the attention, his eyes following your every move, even if it was just doing simple things like retouching your hair. Smiling mischievously you thought what could make it better and started to hum a tune, something that you had heard in the radio but that undoubtedly must be playing at the disco, a sexy tune and thus you swayed your hips to it like you were distracted.

Suddenly you felt the pair of hands grazing your hips softly just before give them a squeeze.


-You are happy today- he observed lowering his head so he could place a kiss on your shoulder. -A special reason?-

You shrugged, putting the straightener aside to turn still in his grasp. -No reason-

Yoongi hummed. -Such a bad time to be doing these things- he squeezed more and you squealed a little, but you were soon silenced by his lips. -Are you going to move like this while at work?- he asked half teasing half meaning it. 

You knew whether you answered yes or no Yoongi would react, it amused you the idea of saying yes just to play with him, Yoongi wouldn’t take it as lightly though, the thought of him rectifying that attitude made you want to answer positively but you were almost late for work. -No- 

-Good girl- he approved giving you another kiss. -I have to go to the office, let’s get going, go fetch your things-

You nodded, doing as he said. Yoongi always took you to work, first because it was conveniently close to his work place, and then because he wouldn’t just let you go alone, he was very protective and you liked him taking care of you this way.

As he drove there you only listened to the radio, today was a good day and both of you felt very calm with no need of speaking, of course you’d be staring at him from time to time because your boyfriend was beyond hot in his suit, a pleasure to the eyes. 

-Wait until that car moves- Yoongi instructed when you were close of the candy shop were you worked but not quite in front of it where he usually dropped you off.
You nodded, gathering your purse and things to be ready as Yoongi stared at the car ahead and looked curiously to the front of the candy shop, it was very cute, decorated with big real size candy like soldiers.

-Who is that?- Yoongi asked and you frowned not seeing anyone but then you did, a guy was arranging the exhibition outside the store.

-I don’t know, although there would be coming someone of proof period this week, it must be him-

Yoongi stared at the guy for a moment not liking what he saw and then his eyes drifted back to you. -Why didn’t you tell me?-

-I didn’t know he was coming today, and I didn’t know it was going to be a guy- you explained already knowing Yoongi and what he was thinking.

-It’s work…It can’t be helped- he muttered after a few seconds and looked down at his watch. -I have to go, but Y/N you need to be careful alright?- you nodded. -If he gets annoying tell me, don’t get distracted around him, I know you- you giggled at that and Yoongi licked his lips with a stern face which made you stop and nod. -If he gets touchy let me know right away, I’ll come-

You exhaled. -Yoongi, you talk like he’s going to be instantly interested in me-

He groaned annoyed -Do as I say- he answered back ignoring your comment. -Give daddy a kiss-

You obliged, getting closer to him to them put your lips over his, you expected a light kiss but Yoongi’s tongue surprised you, gasping you let it him in, humming when you felt his hands on your body, one on your nape and the other massaging your ribs and one of your breasts. 

-Call me when your shift is over- he said after he let you go.

-Yes- you were still out of breath but Yoongi stared hard at you. 

-Yes what?-

-Yes daddy- you felt excited to call him that, usually you’d reserve it for when you were going to play, in sex, or such times. So calling him that and leaving him made you feel frustrated, already craving to be next to him again.

-That’s a good girl-

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Birthday Dinner (Jughead x Reader)

Prompt: I had an idea. Could you do Jughead x Reader where it’s jugs birthday and he wants to invite her over for dinner but he lives with Archie and Fred so he’s embarrassed and goes and asks for Fred’s permission if he can have his girlfriend over for his birthday and fill in the rest idk if I made this clear enough!

A/N: I changed the idea just a bit! SO glad I finally finished this. Hopefully you’ll still like it xx 


Birthday Dinner (Jughead x Reader)

It was Jug’s birthday on Friday.

You wanted to do something with him but he told you that Archie and his dad were going to throw him a dinner party/barbeque.

He felt bad but you assured him that you two could do something before or after his birthday.

You two have been secretly dating for the past three months so obviously you weren’t expecting to go.

Especially since you lived on the other side of town and went to a different school.

What you didn’t plan for was Jug to ask Fred Andrews if you could come.

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Frozen Like Ice // Archie Andrews

Do you remember when we saw previews for riverdale and there was that scene that showed Archie frantically searching in the snow/ice? (Idk if they’ve shown that yet- I’m sadly VERY behind in Riverdale) but anyway, I was just wondering if you could do angsty Archie x reader based off that. Basically anything angsty where Archie is worried about reader/reader is hurt or missing or something is fine idk.Your writing is AMAZING all the love thanks ❤❤❤

I liked how this one turned out. Also thank you again for following my blog of imagines. The only reason I really started this is because I knew how it felt to wait for a request for months on end or it never happening, and I wanted to be a little different. I didn’t expect to love it and connect with people around the globe. Thank you again and enjoy this one!


‘Y/N, you’re not going and that’s final!’

I knew deep down there was something more to Jason’s murder, but Archie being a protective boyfriend, wouldn’t let me go and investigate near the lake where Jason was last seen. It had snowed heavily in the past few weeks, but it wasn’t the worst I’d seen in the past years.

‘What if you come with me? We can look together. It’ll be like…a date, but add in murder mystery to make it spontaneous.’ I suggested, which was followed by a glare from Archie.

‘Neither of us are going, Y/N. It’s too dangerous and I don’t want something to happen to you.’ He grabbed my hand, lacing our fingers together whilst we walked down the school hallway. I sighed, throwing my head back.

‘Archibald, I love you, but, I can do this. I could find something that could crack this case wide open and we can finally get answers.’ I argued, giving him a small smile that usually changes his mind.

‘No,’ he pointed at me and shook his head, ‘no “cute smile” that changes my mind, not this time. You’re not going to Sweet Water and that’s because I love you.’ I groaned, crossing my arms over my chest. ‘Don’t pout about it, alright?’

I glared at him, raising my eyebrow. ‘Whatever. Fine, I won’t go.’ I raised my hands up in surrender. He pecked my forehead, then my cheek.

‘Thank you, just this once Y/N.’ He smiled. The bell echoed throughout the hallway, making me give Archie a quick peck on the lips.

‘I’ll see you later.’ I smiled, walking away from him down the hallway.

I knew he was going to hate me for doing it, but I needed answers.

And I was going to Sweet Water River.


I shivered, the snow being so cold and frozen. I trudged my way through the woods, looking around to see anything that could help us in the case. I knew I was completely going against Archie by doing this, but I needed to know and I wouldn’t stop till I found something.


I was sitting in Pop’s with Jughead, Betty and Ronnie, waiting for Y/N to show up. She promised that she would make it tonight. I checked the time on my phone, sighing in annoyance since she was 20 minutes late.

‘Archie, relax,’ Betty spoke up, ‘she’ll be here. Maybe she got caught up with her parents or school work?’

‘No, she’s done all of her homework and her parents know we come here every Friday night…something not right about this.’ I sat back further in the booth, feeling the frustration building up of where she could be.

‘Did she say anything else to you today that could suggest something else?’ Jughead asked, taking a bite of his burger.

My eyes widened, a light bulb going off in my head. ‘She went against what I said…’ I muttered, putting my letterman back on and standing up.

‘What? Archie, what is it?’ Ronnie asked, standing up with me.

‘She’s gone looking for clues at Sweet Water. Guys – she could be in serious trouble…’ I panicked, walking towards the exit of Pop’s.

‘Wait – we’re coming with you!’ Betty called out, my three friends following me.

Y/N, you just can’t help yourself, can you?

Y/N’s P.O.V

I ducked under another fallen tree, almost finding the place where Jason was last scene by Cheryl near the river. I looked around, seeing it was slowly starting to become dark. Okay, Y/N, 10 minutes then you go to Pop’s and play off that you didn’t completely disregard your boyfriend and went searching on your own accord, even though he told you no.

I squinted my eyes at one of the trees, seeing something carved into it. I moved closer near the tree which was just on the edge of the river, standing on one of the visible roots to see it clearer. I panted a little, looking up at the carving to see the initials on the tree being “J.B ❤ P.C”. I chuckled, nodding my head. I knew he loved her.

I heard a loud bang as I turned my head of where the noise came from as I felt my balance go, falling backwards into the snow behind me, little knowing it was apart of the river behind me. I let out and ear piercing scream, feeling the impact of the cold, icy water. The cold water made me instantly numb, no feeling in the bottom half of my body. 


I recognised that voice, and I knew I was in trouble now, but I needed him. ‘Archie!’ I screamed, feeling body sinking through the snow into the cold water below it. ‘Archie!’ I screamed louder, feeling my voice crack.

I could feel my body sinking further, finding nothing to grab hold of to pull me up. ‘Archie! Help!’

‘I’m coming! Just hold on!’ Archie exclaimed, desperation in his voice. My teeth chattered, feeling my hands beginning to shake. I was going to drown. This was it.

‘Y/N! Where are you?!’ Archie called out, closer then before.

‘I’m here! Arch! I’m sinking, I can’t pull myself up!’ I felt the snow starting to slowly cave in on me, blocking me from any view of Archie being able to find me. ‘The snows caving in, Archie!’

‘Where are you!?’ He repeated again.

‘Near the tree…near the river!’ I called out as loud as I could, feeling my body slowly starting to shut down from the cold water.

I could hear the steps coming closer and stopping, before I could see Archie digging his way through the snow. He looked down frantically at me, grabbing me by the jacket, hooking his arms underneath mine, pulling me up and out of the water. ‘It’s alright babe, I’ve got you…’ He mumbled, pulling me towards his chest, making sure I was completely out.

I was shivering and hyperventilating of the fear I was going to drown. Archie wrapped his letterman jacket around me, trying to keep me warm as he picked me up bridal style, holding me close to his chest.

‘It’s okay, you’re okay…’ Archie muttered more so to himself as he walked past Jug, Ronnie and Betty. Betty’s hand flew to her mouth in shock of my state. Was I that bad?

‘We gotta get her to a hospital, Arch.’ Ronnie stared down at me, not looking anywhere else.

‘We can’t, she’ll get questioned why she was out here in the first place. We’ll take her to my house.’

I felt my eyes drooping shut, feeling darkness consume my sights before I could hear another word.


I opened my eyes to no longer feeling cold or wet, but warm and safe. I looked around my surroundings to see it was Archie’s room and I was laying on his bed. I looked up to see him sitting at the edge of the bed, looking at me with worry.

‘Before you look at me like that, I wanna make you feel better by saying you where right and I was wrong…I’m sorry that I went behind your back. I just – I finally got the answer I wanted though. He loved her, Arch.’ I whispered. He moved closer to me, leaning down and kissing my slightly cold lips. I smiled, resting my hand on his cheek. I pulled away, resting my head against his. ‘Can you yell at me tomorrow? Please?’

‘Okay.’ He answered, laying down next to me as he hugged me into his chest, running his fingers through my hair as I felt my eyes close once more, feeling safe in the arms of my protective boyfriend.

Tags: @sweetvengeancee @sweetwater-cheryl @sunshine51879 @phanofmydreams @mrsjugheadjonesthethird @shootingstarsaretearsofheaven @mistaken-destiny @doctorwhoandrory 

The signs on Halloween
  • Aries: telling scary stories to little children
  • Taurus: trying to watch all the halloween movies in one night
  • Gemini: recreating halloween make-up tutorials which turn out perfectly
  • Cancer: baking halloween themed goods
  • Leo: going trick or treating with friends
  • Virgo: rereading harry potter by the fireplace
  • Libra: going to the best halloween parties in town
  • Scorpio: going on a ghost hunting spree
  • Sagittarius: visiting haunted houses and not getting scared once
  • Capricorn: carving pumpkins like a pro
  • Aquarius: haunting the streets, scaring people with fake blood
  • Pisces: winning every apple bobbing contest


i had a really awesome first-time tabling experience at animenorth this weekend with FLARE  theres like a fuckton i want to say omfg so this is going to be long and under a readmore BUT FIRST 

i want everyone to know I HAD A REALLY GREAT TIME and THANK YOU SO MCUH to everyone who stopped by my table whether it was just to browse or tell me you follow me on twitter or tumblr (:0!) and wanted to say hi or to buy something - I SUPER APPRECIATE IT AND IM LIKE… REALLY FLOORED. i probably kept on saying OH MY GOD a lot and yelling because i was legit like.. IDK I WAS SO SHOCKED THAT ENTIRE WEEKEND

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Punching Bag (Big Brother AU Yugyeom)

Originally posted by yugyeomism

Type: Angst Fluff ~warning! Mentions of abuse~

Request: Hey, could you do a got7 scenario, where yugyeom is your older brother & your father died in a car accident & then you mother starts abusing you (like hitting & beating) & one day when you visit got7 you are wearing a hat & mask & when JB accidentaly bumps into you, you flinch & then yugyeom finds out (like he takes of the hat &mask and sees you black eye & swollen lips). Maybe you could like a court scene to where he tries to get custody over you. If it is too long for 1 split it into parts.

~quick note: okay I think we all can agree this will never happen….yeah. Idk I just felt like I should say something here….also I don’t think I will be doing the court scene sorry, hope you don’t mind!~

You walked off of the train adjusting your sunglasses as you headed over to the stairs to get out of the subway. Your brother Yugyeom had practically begged you to come visit and of course your mother didn’t want to pay for the trip so your brother had to go out of the way and pay for your trip. She gave you a nice parting gift as well. A busted lip and black eye. It often reminded you that you had it easier when your father was around but now that he wasn’t the rage of your mother seemed to make itself comfortable with your body, sadly. 

You headed towards the cafe your brother wanted to meet up at and quickly headed in. You looked around and a feeling of confusion came over you as you couldn’t locate your brother but an arm soon touched your shoulder and your body coward away from the touch instantly. “Y/N?” the male asked, you recognized the person as Jaebum, the leader of GOT7. “Yeah” you said through your mask as he smiled “come on. Sorry your brother couldn’t come get you. He’s running late at the studio” he explained as you nodded. 

You two began walking back after Jaebum took your bag as you two headed back to the dorm. His arm bumped yours by accident as people had forced you two closer together. You flinched away from the touch as he gave a questioning look “you alright?” he asked “just jumpy I guess” you tell him “could I nap when I get there? Do you mind?” you asked him. “Oh yeah it’s fine don’t worry” he says giving you a small smile. 


“She flinched away from me” Jaebum told Yugyeom in private “I couldn’t even see her face the whole time. She even fell asleep with a mask on” Jaebum told him. Yugyeom nodded as he headed off to his room to check on you. 

Opening the door you had sat up seeing him there “take off the mask” he spoke as he got down beside you. You shook your head no. He quickly grabbed ahold of your hat and pulled it off as the bruise around your eye became clear to him as he sighed. His hand sadly pulled down the mask and your busted lip became clear to him as well. “You told me it was a one time thing” he whispered “well it was” you told him. “Did she hurt you anywhere else?” he asked you as you shrugged as he pulled you close to him. 

He sighed as you stared off “you’re going to stay here for while alright. I won’t send you home to her” he spoke as you sighed “she doesn’t stop” you tell him as he nods “it’ll be alright okay? I will talk to her. She’s not alright and she needs help and if she doesn’t stop. We’ll get you the proper help okay?” he told you as you smiled at him “thank you” you tell him “anything for my baby sister” he whispers to you as he kissed your temple.

This is probably really bad but I’m not the best at these types of Angst topics (abuse and self harm) but I try for you guys! Once more sorry if its bad… Also this only a 1 parter!!!

chapter 4.

Mayday || Jinyoung

Originally posted by jackseunie

Reader (you) x Jinyoung

Word Count: 1857

Warnings: violence and suggestive (please read at your own risk)

note: and we’re back!! sorry for the really bad writing hehe~ i really hope you guys like this chapter and yeah… idk what else to say tbh… happy reading and take care! -admin

At this moment, I had three options. Run away like nothing happened, call the police, or do something to save Jinyoung. After all, he did save me last night at the party. But if I called the police, I’m pretty sure they’ll arrest Jinyoung since he was a con artist. And I could just walk away and leave Jinyoung to deal with his own matter. But somehow, I felt a pull coming from him. My heart lurched towards him and I worried about his life. What was this feeling?

“Hey, noona!” I heard a familiar voice call from behind me. I slightly turned my head back to see Yugyeom and Jenny walking towards me. But I focused myself on Jinyoung.

“(Y/N), let’s go before they start creating a scene.” Jenny said as she tugged on my arm, glancing at Jinyoung and the man who held the gun. People stopped and stared at Jinyoung and the man, slightly in shock. It seemed like the man was going to pull the trigger at any moment and I didn’t want to see that.

“Let’s go.” Jenny emphasized her words and she began pulling my body away. But I resisted and fought my way out of Jenny’s grip. I already knew what I was about to do was going to be a bad idea. I know Jinyoung told me to walk away but I refused to let him die in front of me. He was a good man and I saw it in his eyes.

I could see the terror starting to form in Jenny’s eyes as I started to walk towards Jinyoung. My hands already curled up in a fist, ready to fight. I took boxing classes in the past to keep myself fit and in shape while I modelled. And I wasn’t going to let those skills go.

“(Y/N)!” I heard Jenny yell as I ran up to the two men wearing black. But I ignored her calls and walked up to my first target. He wasn’t holding a gun so I thought it’d be best to take him down first. And with that, I kicked the man from behind and strangled him until he was brought to the ground. From my side view, I saw Jinyoung shot up from the ground and fought with the other man holding the gun.

I pinned the man on the ground and straddled him to keep him in place. Raising my fist in the air, I gave the man below me a good punch in the face before I was forcefully dragged off of him by another man. A strong arm strangled my neck, blocking the air paths and causing me to gasp for air. I did everything I can by clawing the arm of this man and kicking my way out. But there was no way I could win since I was locked tightly around the neck.

I felt a cold metal being pressed against my head as the man stopped his movements and held me tightly by the neck, facing Jinyoung’s bruised body on the ground. Jinyoung looked up at me with fear in his eyes. A sound like a click of a gun being loaded filled up my ears as I remained in the arms of the enemy. My heart started to race and I started to panic.

“Beautiful lady you have here, Jinyoung.” The man who held the gun on my head snickered. “She’ll serve great use at our place later on tonight.”

“If you fucking touch her,” Jinyoung yelled, standing up from the ground at full rage, “I will make sure you will not see the daylight tomorrow morning.”

“We’ll let her go if you come with us.” The man said, his grip tighten around my neck. I was breathing heavily with tears starting to form in my eyes. Yes, I was scared for my life but I was also scared for Jinyoung’s life. Would it be selfish that I wanted Jinyoung to turn himself in?

“Let her go and we’ll negotiate.” Jinyoung stated, trying to calm himself down in this situation.

“Then I guess we’ll be taking her home tonight.” The man chuckled. I tried to fight back and wiggled around the man’s arm, trying to escape this madness. But the man’s grip was too strong. I looked around us, watching people take out their phones to record this scene. Why aren’t they calling the police? Wasn’t that what phones were made for?

“Let go of my girl and I’ll turn myself in, I promise.” Jinyoung said, his arms raised high in the air as he surrendered to the men. Soon, the cold metal from my head disappeared and the grip of the arm around my neck started to loosen up. I took a big gasp of air and fell to the ground, my vision starting to blur. At this point, I was starting to lose my conscious from the lack of air. The last thing I remembered was Jinyoung’s loud voice cursing and a sound of a gun going off before I blacked out.


I woke up slowly, every thought in high definition. My eyes took in every aspect of the illuminated modern room and without a doubt I knew I’ve slept too long. I noticed that I was dressed in the soft fabric of a white button up shirt without any pants on. Suddenly, I sat up on the bed and tried to think of whereabouts I am. A house room that was fairly big and up to date with the modern style. Something a person who earned a lot of money could afford.

“Two days.” I heard a voice say. I turned my attention towards the door and came into eye contact with Jinyoung’s handsome face.

“That’s how long I was out for?” I croaked out, my throat suddenly starting to feel dry. Jinyoung nodded his head and came in, holding a glass of water, handing it to me as he sat down on the bed next to me. I took a big gulp of water and handed the glass back to him as I laid back down in bed.

“I told you to walk away. Why didn’t you lis-”

“I wanted to help you.” I interrupted him. “I couldn’t just let you die.”

“I had backup coming and I could’ve handled the situation myself. Helping me isn’t a good enough reason why you came and interfered with my business. So I’m going to ask you again, why didn’t you walk away?” Jinyoung asked as he looked at me straight in the eye. I bit my lips and started to think of an answer. Why did I help him? Was it because I couldn’t bare to see him helpless like that? Or was it because I caught feelings for him? I couldn’t tell him I had the urge to look after him and save him because I was worried for his life. It would sound like I’ve fallen in love with him.

“Because…” I started to say, opening my mouth to answer his question but I couldn’t bring myself to finish my sentence. It was a simple question I couldn’t answer because I was afraid that I would fall for him. And strangely enough, my heart started to race just the thought of being in love with him. What was this feeling?

Jinyoung chuckled under his breath as he watched me struggle to answer his question. He leaned down and brought his hand up to my face, brushing a strand of hair to the side. I looked up at him and examined his features. Sharp jawline, plump lips, and jet black hair swept to the side. He was like a prince but it was obvious that he was more of a bad boy then a gentleman. But somehow I felt attracted towards him.

“Tell me why you didn’t walk away.” Jinyoung demanded for an answer as his hand caressed my face, forcing me to look up at him.

“Because you’re a good man.” I breathed out as my cheeks started to rise in color. “I can see it in you but you’re just not showing it. You do all these things as a con artist. Scam people and trick people into believing you. But I know you can do better than that.”

Jinyoung looked at me in shock. It was like those words were never spoken to him by his mother or his friends. And I wasn’t lying when I told him he was a good man. He protected me from a creepy man at the party, told me to go away since he didn’t want to drag me into his mess, and stood up for himself. And when I think about his actions, it made my heart flutter. It was for all the protection of me and the people who he loved. And what have I done for him? Absolutely nothing but caused him trouble.

I propped myself up on bed and took Jinyoung’s shocked face. I ran my thumb over a faint bruise on his face and leaned in so that our lips were merely touching. I wanted to do something for him since he had saved me two times. Would kissing him be that something? Or at least it would show my appreciation.

But at this moment I didn’t even think that I would kiss him because he saved me. I wanted to kiss him because I had feelings for him, and I would admit to that. Even though I reminded myself to not fall for a bad boy, here I am, falling for one.

However, before I could sort out my feelings, he pulled me to him and covered my mouth with his in a hungry kiss. As our lips crushed together, I felt like I was walking on air. It was magic, the way Jinyoung’s lips connected with mine. His mouth was so warm, the caress of his lips softer than I could have imagined and I opened my mouth with a low moan. Jinyoung took this opportunity to slip his tongue in my mouth while his hands pushed me back down on bed.

Breaking away from the hot kiss, Jinyoung hovered above me with full lust in his eyes and flashed me a smirk, “I’d have to admit you did look hot while fighting those men.”

“Shut up and kiss me.” I growled at him, pulling his face down to meet with my lips again. I could feel a smile forming on his face. He broke away again to take off his shirt, revealing the toned abs and beautiful body of his. I started to feel my cheeks rise in color as Jinyoung smirked at me, completely satisfied with my reaction. Soon, Jinyoung’s hands started to slowly unbutton my shirt, his hands caressing my breasts and massaging it slightly. I let out a soft moan and arched my back from the pleasure Jinyoung’s hands were giving me.

“Relax baby,” Jinyoung whispered in my ear as his hands made their way down my inner thighs, “Let me show you how thankful I am for your help.”

Study/Organization Tips From Ted Cruz

Okay, so, I’ve always had a lot of trouble with organizing and managing my time. When I was 12, I was diagnosed with ADHD, and I was recommended all these strategies to make the workload easier. Not much of it worked then, but over the past year or so, I’ve found strategies that have really helped me, and I wanted to list it out for you guys, in case it may end up helping some of you out, too. Obviously, this list isn’t just for people with ADHD, nor is it only for those in high school. Okay here we go:

1. Get a planner

I don’t know if all schools provide one for you (mine does) so I’m making this point just in case yours doesn’t. Planners make it so much easier to organize your short and long term assignments. Also, it makes it easier to split projects up into smaller parts, because you could write out a part to do each night. Overall, it is just really helpful, and, in my opinion, pretty essential.

2. Color code

Okay so this one is really simple. Assign each class a color, and then only use that color when writing your homework for that class in your planner. That way, you can easily see what your homework for each class is. Plus, it makes your planner look pretty.

3. Clean out your binders/folders every 1-2 weeks

This will make sure that there aren’t loose papers anywhere. It also makes it lighter, because you’ll be taking out unnecessary or old stuff, and that’ll make it easier on your back when you carry your backpack.

4. Use online study resources

Quizlet is super helpful if you need to study vocabulary. I recommend watching crash course on YouTube, however not as your only means of studying. It really is great review (even though sometimes they talk super fast and you have to pause the video and go back).

5. Get a calendar

Similar to the planner, calendars help you organize your long term assignments. I have a whiteboard calendar, and I use colorful dry erase markers to write test dates, assignment due dates, field trips, etc.. I also write my extracurricular activities on there. It just overall really helps you get organized with school, and also your life outside of school.

6. Study hard and then reward yourself

After 45 minutes or so of studying, try rewarding yourself with a 15 minute break. Get a snack, watch some YouTube videos, kill a person, whatever suits your fancy. Just make sure that after those 15 minutes, you get back to work.

7. Have a designated area for doing work

Whether it be a desk, a kitchen table, a sex dungeon, etc., having an area designated for your work is really helpful because you can keep your assignments all in one place. This makes it so you can keep track of everything.

8. Get good pencils

This one is going to sound weird, but it works. I only like using pencils with 0.7 lead. I don’t know why, but I find that it’s so much easier to write neatly with them. Just find the pens/pencils that feel the best, and use those.

9. Don’t be afraid to ask for help

This one is super important. If you have a question or need help, it is critical that you go and ask your teacher. I know it can be scary, but it will help you out so much in the long run. Just remember, teachers are there to help you. A lot of teachers like seeing students come in for extra help, because it shows your engaged in the class or something like that. Idk all I know is that it’s a good thing to do.

I hope some of you guys found this helpful! I know a lot of these points were sort of a repeat of what a lot of people say, but I felt that they were important to include. Feel free to add other points on here if you’d like!

i think i may have some form of synesthesia ? like i’ve always associated certain colors with some words/concepts, and i also personify some things (like numbers mostly) and see them as having personalities and relationships. I always thought it was just something weird I did to stay entertained in math class as a kid but it turns out other people do this too. i always thought that you had to physically see or feel the colors, and since i’ve always felt them i never considered that i could actually have it. idk i’ll be doing more research but just wanted to share ~

Honestly, one of the things that I hate most is having to see things like “ENGLISH PLEASE I DON’T UNDERSTAND :(” or “I don’t know what you’re saying but I agree” or “HAHAHAHAHAHA” or “COME TO____” whenever members of bts (or any kpop group for that matter) posts something in Korean.

I remember when Yoongi fell ill and couldn’t perform at the HYYH concert in Kobe. Shortly afterwards, he tweeted a long sequence of messages about how he couldn’t sleep because he felt so guilty, how he used his vacation time to try to experience what the fans felt on that day, and how sorry he was to armys.   Half of the responses were things like “eng pls idk what you’re saying” and it’s just??? Do you think he has a google translate app installed in his brain or something??? It doesn’t work like that?? How can you expect someone to be able to talk about their emotions, their guilt and most suffocating thoughts in a language that they don’t even know how to speak in? It’s so unbelievably rude of you to be so lazy as to not even take the time to idk search for translations before putting your fingers on the keyboard. Yoongi was talking about something that had burdened him for a long time and was opening up to us and you just ignored it completely. Like okay, how would you feel if, say, you were going on a tangent about your stress and how hard your week was and I just barged in and yelled “KOREAN PLEASE I DON’T KNOW ENGLISH” ????? Would you be able to convey your same exact thoughts, your same exact spectrum of feelings in Korean? No, right? You’re too lazy to even attempt to look for translations, so how can I expect you to know Korean. And me just barging in on you, asking for something as unreasonable as speaking in a language you don’t know how to speak puts you in a bad mood right? It makes you feel dumb and frustrated right? How about if I were to barge in and just say “HAHAHAHAHA WHAT A FUNNY JOKE” It makes you angry, right? How I just completely ignored you talking about how stressed you were?

So stop doing the same thing to idols.

It’s honestly not that hard to wait for translations to come out before you say anything. 

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