if i had one of these i don't think i'd be walking on it

50% OFF Starters pt 2
  • "If you continue your attempts at flirting, I will be forced to take DRASTIC measures."
  • "I like watching you from behind."
  • "Stunning deduction sherlock."
  • *demonic voice* "by the darkest sun that casts its menacing rays of the furthest madness, we sense your intentions, (name). the gibbering of mad cultists whisper wicked words to temporal winds, they inform us that you are not to be trusted. Usurper. Usurper."
  • "USURPER!"
  • "I've heard a lot about you and your extensive collection of tank tops, like I'm thinking about getting like 10 more."
  • "Calm down little dude."
  • "the fear of drowning is a primal one. it's a feeling of helplessness, of losing all control. struggling against an inevitable fate as your lungs fill with water..."
  • "I don't need a piece of paper to tell me how to swim or how to fuck Dean Winchester."
  • "You know I had a dream like this once, you surprisingly had more clothes on, though, at least at the start."
  • "ten bucks says he dies."
  • "I'm gonna go run my feelings off."
  • "Yeah it didn't work out... for them."
  • "I have to go scream confusing, end-of-the-world ramblings at people under the freeway."
  • "I feel like I should argue this, but the potential for implied sexual antics is far too appealing."
  • "do not be alarmed! I am about to be hilarious."
  • "Maybe you should stop dragging me to these rap battles then!"
  • "I WANT YOU TO SHARE THE THINGS IN MY LIFE THAT ARE IMPORTANT TO ME!"
  • "I was under the impression there would be implied sexual antics, time to take matters into my own hands!"
  • "This feels a little exploitative."
  • "I need a soda. Or therapy. Probably both."
  • "Yeah it started because K-pop concert security is tougher than it looks but I just got hooked on the feeling of crushing someones face in with a solid right cross."
  • "sHHSHHshhshhhhh shut up shut up! shh I SMELL BOYS BEING GAY."
  • "Excuse me I am trying to scream my feelings into your mouth!"
  • "That wasn't hot... it was just fucking weird..."
  • "It's not what I would have you in, but I do appreciate beauty in all its many forms. mostly that cute booty though."
  • "hey, the heart wants what the heart wants."
  • "It may be hard to believe, but recently I lost the ability to read."
  • "Just because you can't read the words, doesn't mean you can't enjoy the book in a different way."
  • "boom! done. advice over. let's go get shitfaced!"
  • "Alright I brought the bitch-board for (name)."
  • "Alright let's call it what it is, a sissy paddle."
  • "calm down (name) we weren't talking about your internet search history."
  • "MY SWEET BABY SWAM!"
  • "didn't we make a pact to stop her from doing this weeb shit?"
  • "this better not be anymore or (name)'s weird porn!"
  • "Please call the police, because I look so good in this it should be against the law! uh, don't actually call the police though, I WILL incriminate all of you."
  • "Yeah but didn't they train on those islands where all those teenagers were killed? ...and those witch burnings happened? ...and all that toxic waste was spilled?"
  • "if you die, I get fired and I like this job. people don't ask questions here."
  • "fish-men walk among us. conquerers of land, BORN FROM THE OCEAN--"
  • "I don't need him to make weird pornography, I have prawns for that."
  • "Finally moving out, son? I'd like to say it's been fun. I'd like to. But I won't."
  • "hey check me out! I'm on a bout!"
  • "Sit down and stop making 2009 references!"
  • "nah, I scream enough at the unforgiving void of space."
  • "DON'T STEAL MY BONES!"
  • "You know, the ocean goblin? He lives in the ocean and if you don't brush your teeth he steals your bones."
  • "Ok I'm done for the day. If anyone needs me I'm gonna be in the tent looking at weird porn."
  • "Hey, you miss every ball you don't hit."
  • "You say 'you people' like you're not part of the family. I've got some news for you, you're already on the christmas card."
  • "You think these antics would fly at the german club?"
  • "brush your teeth, kid."
  • "Can you hear it? the ocean... it wants blood."
  • "I'm the best damn shot we've got."
  • "You know, when I was a kid, before my dad got hit by that train, he said, '(name) don't let your friends swim out into the ocean and get stranded on the haunted island of camp kill-a-teen.' and here we are... stranded on the... haunted island of camp kill-a-teen..."
  • "that's fair."
  • "hey tweedle-dee and tweedle-dumbass!"
  • "It's fine, baby, if you get scared you can squeeze my hand."
  • "now let's make like scooby-doo and split up to find a clue."
  • "In 1991 a case was discovered where a man had the remains of over fifteen victims hidden in his apartment, over 40% of which were stored within his refrigerator. do you know how unsanitary that is?"
  • "you're so cute when you never shut up. Now shut up."
  • "all hail decision cube!"
  • "that's when you started walking on the wild side, right?"
  • "I AM NOT SOME PETTY CRIMINAL!"
  • "Does anyone want to hear my tragic backstory?"
  • "Bed? But what about possible axe-murderers?"
  • "And we solved the curse of the island, and realized that the real axe murderer was love, all along."
  • "It was a good night for all of us, let's spend more nights in abandoned lighthouses."
  • "That hottie from the track team is here and I wanna ask politely is he wants to get rowdy in the back of my dad's Prius."
  • "YOU CAN'T CATCH ME GAY THOUGHTS"

anonymous asked:

I'd love to hear your thoughts on La La Land's ending! If you don't mind.

SO HERE WE GO. I’ve heard a lot of think pieces/complaining about how the movie is about hollywood, or white men saving jazz, or unrealistically fulfilling your dreams all at once, etc., but I don’t see how you can watch that ending and come away with those things. Sure, the movie dabbles in all of that, and you can make commentary on how unrealistic that is, or in the case of John Legend’s role in the movie, how shitty it is—but then, there’s that ending. That glorious, perfect pitched ending.

The last we see of Mia and Sebastian together, they’re making a choice many of us have or will make in our lives; a turning point in a relationship, where you have to choose what you’re willing to sacrifice, or give to keep the love that you have. They make what I would say, as a person who has made this very choice, the right choice, and seperate for the good of their careers. And realistically, painfully so, that is a lasting break—we jump five years, and things have happened that make their separation permanent (Mia is married, she has a child). That’s startling and, because it happens so quickly instead of the slow and quiet way that it occurs in real life, unbelievable. We think, they’re playing a trick on us, this can’t possibly be where this movie of sparkling lights and love songs is going to end. But the longer the scene goes on, and we see Mia in the car with her husband, so comfortable, it starts to set in, and then, even though we know it’s coming, when she sees the sign at his club—the sign she made for him—we feel the way she does. It’s been five years for her, and she has that space that we, as an audience, were not given from the main storyline, so she’s surprised, and suddenly longing, and that’s an emotion we can feel. 

But the ending isn’t about where Mia finds herself, it’s about Sebastian. He plays his song, and the fantasy begins for him and we get to go along with it. Mia may have moved on, but Sebastian is closer to us, he still feels that sting when he sees her, much worse then she felt. The cinematography here is beautiful, and the music carries us through it, and it’s satisfying, just to retrace the steps of where we have already been with these characters, to hear the same cords they sang together. You can’t tell me it didn’t hit you when, in the bar, the music swelled and he walked right up to kiss her. 

Because this is from Sebastian’s point of view, we see the way he wished it had been, how they could have stayed together, and it is so firmly planted in what he could have done differently. Mia still takes the audition, gets the job, goes to Paris, but he never takes that job with the band, he’s there at her show, he goes to Paris with her. His fantasy includes being there for her, in a way that he never really was during their relationship. He puts her, her dreams and ambitions, first, so that in the end, Mia ends up exactly where she is now, where she’s meant to be, but she’s married to him instead. And even while he’s thinking of it, the unreality of that situation bleeds in—through the film set, the Van Gogh-esque swirls of Paris. It could never have been real, because he was a different man then, he would have always made those choices. He had yet to learn his lesson.

In the end, they are able to smile at each other and part again, because this isn’t a love story. This is a story about growing up. It’s a story about how a person can mean so much to you during one point in your life, how they can change you, can take up all of the space in your world completely, and how much you can love them in that moment—and how beautiful that is. It isn’t lasting, it’s not guaranteed, it’s something you may regret and dwell on over and over later, but it is beautiful. Sebastian’s dream looks so unreal because not only did it not happen, it couldn’t have happened; there were a gulf of reasons why the two of them never would have worked out, even if he had gone with her to Paris. 

But they changed each other. They nudged each other towards their futures. They were each other’s turning point, towards success, their dreams, all the things that felt out of reach when they met. So when they said, before they parted, I will always love you, what they really meant was; I will always love what you have given me. 

wolfer1098  asked:

Hey. I was wondering something. Why are Hufflepuffs always looked down upon? Ever since I was designated a Hufflepuff (five years ago) I have been ridiculed and mocked for being one. I don't understand that. What's wrong with being Loyal, Hard-working, and overall nice people. I'd rather be loyal to my friends than be someone I'm not.

Trust me my dear @wolfer1098, I know what you mean.

When my family went to Universal my sister and went directly to Diagonal Alley to get our robes (my sister is a Slytherin). Personally I think I rock the Hufflepuff robe. However, I was mocked for being Hufflepuff. The worst part was there wasn’t really much blatant shouting or mocking. It was always the whispering behind my back.

“Hufflepuff? Seriously? What a loser.”
“Honestly, why would anyone CHOOSE Hufflepuff?”
“Was he actually sorted into Hufflepuff? Wow. I feel sorry for him.”

That’s worse than just walking right up to me and saying it to my face. You end up walking around always expecting that people are watching you and talking about you behind your back.

It’s at times like these you stand up straight, adjust your black and yellow tie, clasp your robe and walk proudly.

Honestly the staff members in Hufflepuff were glad to see a fellow badger. I even had a little bonding moment with the Hufflepuff singer in the acapella performance.

Like I’ve said before, the traits of Hufflepuff house are really taken for granted in today’s society. People think Hufflepuff is just for the leftovers, the ones who weren’t intelligent enough, or brave enough, or ambitious enough, for the other houses.

If that’s your argument then I could turn it around and say you were not loyal enough, kind enough, or as hard working to be worthy of being a Hufflepuff. But we all know that’s not the case. It’s not a matter of being “enough” of something that warrants where you get sorted.

Those in Hufflepuff are generally there because it is the traits of Hufflepuff that they both value and strive to improve in themselves. Many times there is a natural inclination that helps push people to their houses, but this isn’t required.

Look at Neville. Courage isn’t born, it is made. This is a Gryffindor who was terrified and was made fun of but found ways to better himself. He strove to find that courage and he worked hard to better himself and he ended up doing so.

So to the people who mock Hufflepuff. We’ll still be here for you. Despite criticism and mocking, we’ll still be there to lend a hand or stand by your side. That is what Hufflepuff is all about.

tiny-klancer  asked:

Okay so I don't have the emoji for it (or I can't find it) but I'd love the washing each others hair ask art thing? Thanks! Xx

Haha based on the content I make and your url, I’m gonna assume you’re after some klance. SO HERE YA GO!

“I can’t believe we got in another goo fight.” Lance sighs. His large hands expertly support Keith’s neck as he leans back into the basin. Long fingers gently card through black hair and begin to rinse away traces of green. 

“It was Pidge’s fault.” Keith pouts.

“It absolutely was not.” Lance laughs under his breath. Keith had let his temper get the better of him again, and when Allura had reprimanded him about his lack of decisiveness and leadership, he had snapped. It was true that Pidge had supported him, but Keith was the one to initially talk back to Allura. They should have all learned by now not to get in an argument with Allura at the dinner table. Thankfully Coran had walked in and put a stop to everything before tensions could get higher. Despite the joy and frivolity often associated with food fights, none of that was present in this argument. 

Keith closes his eyes. 

“I miss Shiro.”

Lance’s hands still. His brows crinkle just above the bridge of his nose. 

“I know.” He sighs. His fingers brush and untangle a knot in Keith’s hair. “I know.”

He loads up his palm with shampoo and works Keith’s hair into a lather. Keith sighs at the pressure against his scalp, at the way Lance’s hands seem to massage his worries away. 

“We’ll find him. I promise.” Lance inhales deeply. The bathroom smells strongly of his coconut and jasmine shampoo. “And… I don’t know if this means anything to you… but I think you’re doing pretty well.” A sneaky sideways grin. “All things considered.”

Keith slowly opens his eyes. He looks up at the boy grinning down at him earnestly. There’s some green goo drying in his short hair and against his jaw, but that only serves to make him look more endearing.

“That… That does mean something…” Keith mumbles quietly. “…to me.”

Lance’s smile brightens. Warm water rushes over Keith’s scalp as Lance begins to rinse away the shampoo. 

“Good.” He chuckles. “Nice to know my opinion means something.”

“Well when you have good ones, yeah.” Keith smirks and closes his eyes again. He can hear Lance exhale a laugh, and he lightly nudges his knee in protest.

Keith’s jaw slackens and a light moan escapes his throat when Lance starts to condition his hair. Thumbs rub at his temples and nails lightly scratch against his scalp. It’s fortunate that Keith has his eyes closed so he can’t see the blush that spreads on Lance’s cheeks. 

“En…Enjoying yourself?” Lance stammers.

“Why are you so good at this?” 

Lance laughs. He takes extra care to run his nails against Keith’s scalp again, and watches him melt in his chair. 

“I have a lot of siblings… nieces and nephews. I don’t want to ruin our bonding moment here, but kids get really dirty. I’ve had to clean up my share of vomit dried in a little girl’s hair.” He smirks. Keith keeps his eyes closed, but his mouth pulls into a wide smile. 

“You think this is a bonding moment?” He asks. 

Lance playfully tugs at his hair. “I suppose. Is it a good one?”

“It’s a pretty solid 8 out of 10.”

“Off, bit low for my tastes. Would it be better if I cradled you while I did this?”

Keith laughs loudly. The sound warms Lance’s chest and his hands still as he completely forgets what task he’s supposed to be performing. Keith’s laughter quietens down and he looks up at Lance with fondness. He reaches up and gently clasps Lance’s wrist as it brushes against his neck. 

“Lance…” His voice is soft and low. Lance’s eyes widen. 

Keith swallows. 

“Losing Shiro again has been… incredibly difficult.” He chews his bottom lip. “But you being here… You’ve helped…” Keith struggles with the words. Butterflies bat aggressively against his stomach. His hand holding Lance’s trembles. 

“I couldn’t do this without you.”

Lance feels his pulse in his throat. His knees feel weak and he has to be careful to not completely collapse on top of Keith. An odd little snort escapes him. He takes a small lump of suds out of the sink and places it on Keith’s nose.

“You’re just saying that because I’m the only one who can get all this gunk out of your hair.”

“I’m serious!”

“I know, I know…” Lance grins. He licks his bottom lip. “Thank you.”

Keith hums. He sinks back into Lance’s hands. 

“You know when you finish… I could always wash your hair if you wanted.” He cautiously offers. 

“Awww,” Lance coos. “That’s really sweet.” He waits a beat. 


“But you’re fucking crazy if you think I’ll let you near my hair.”

Gia Quotes for the Signs
  • Aries: "You scare the shit out of people so they can't see how scared you are."
  • Taurus: "And besides, you were the one that always had my heart, you know?"
  • Gemini: "Too beautiful to die. Too wild to live."
  • Cancer: "She was like a puppy. She was like... love me, love me, love me, love me... and I did. I did. I did right away. She was my lover. The only person I really loved."
  • Leo: "I'd tell them that you don't have to be anybody. Because I'd know that being somebody doesn't make you anybody anyway."
  • Virgo: "This is life, not heaven. You don't have to be perfect."
  • Libra: "Dear book, this is another day in my life. A life is like a book. A book is like a box. A box has six sides. Inside and outside, so, how do you get to what's inside? How do you get what's inside, out? Once upon a time, there lived a very pretty girl, who lived in a beautiful box, and everybody loved her."
  • Scorpio: "You were the one, you were the only one, and you were amazing."
  • Sagittarius: "Because, if you let it be about you, then you're screwed, you know? So you have to stay separate from what's happening and you have to be somewhere else. But I don't know where that somewhere else is, you know? Or how to do that."
  • Capricorn: "Life and death, energy and peace. If I stop today it was still worth it. Even the terrible mistakes that I made and would have unmade if I could. The pains that have burned me and scarred my soul, it was worth it, for having been allowed to walk where I've walked, which was to hell on earth, heaven on earth, back again, into, under, far in between, through it, and above."
  • Aquarius: "I know, I know. Life is so disappointing. Here you are. You have arrived. You are here. This is your moment. What do you have? You have pain. You have everything. What do you have? You have nothing. Everything is right, or everything is wrong. It's disappointing, it's confusing. This is life. What can we do?"
  • Pisces: "You know what I think? I think there's a reason for everything. And I think that there's a plan for everyone. And I think that God has a big plan for me. Just not in this life."

anonymous asked:

hc of mc and rfa+v&saeran breaking up because of something terrible that happened, but they still love eachother, and after the breakup they don't talk for like six months and when they meet again in like a coffee shop or something on accident they become friends again and after a few days they're like LETS DO A ROUND TWO SHALL WE!~? i'd be really really grateful i love your writing🌟

This is so cute!

~Omg my heart!

{Requests are Closed}


◉ Yoosung

  • It had been a while since you saw Yoosung
  • Or even talked to him
  • You don’t know how things ended up the way they did
  • Your relationship went from passionate to feeling more like roommates
  • Yoosung was always on his computer instead of spending time with you
  • And one night you couldn’t take it anymore
  • You packed up your things and you both were crying
  • Saying maybe it was for the best
  • You spent a lot of teary nights staring at your phone thinking maybe he’d call or text
  • But he never did
  • And you never did…
  • You were out shopping and decided to grab a coffee
  • After paying and grabbing it from the counter
  • A familiar voice called your name from a table across the cafe
  • You turned to see the blonde boy sipping from a cup alone
    • “Yoosung?” you called out
  • He waved you over with a smile and you sat down
    • “I can’t believe I ran into you here! How are you doing?” he asked excitedly
    • “Oh, I’m doing alright. Hey…”
  • You stopped to point at him
    • “Is that my scarf?” you laughed
    • “Oh…hah, yeah, it is.,” he blushed, “this is embarrassing but, I found it in the closet after you left. And it smells like you…so I wear it.”
  • He blushed
  • You two ended up talking for a long time after that
  • He seemed to have grown a lot
  • He was more into his studies
  • And less on the computer
  • You were leaving separate ways
  • When he called for you
  • You turned around to find him there beside you
    • “MC. I’m not that nervous young boy anymore. I can’t help but think that there’s a reason we ran into each other today. So…will you please let me take you to dinner? On a date?”

◉ Jumin

  • He had gotten into the habit of working extra long hours at C&R
  • When you confronted him about it he seemed like he wouldn’t budge
    • “MC. You keep bringing it up but you know my answer remains the same. I like to work. You have everything you could need in the penthouse, why are you being so difficult?”
    • “Yes. Everything but you. I’m not asking for a lot, Jumin. But I can see you aren’t willing to work with me, here. So I’ll leave. I didn’t sign up to be alone in a big house by myself every day and night.”
  • You packed up your stuff and left
  • It was almost like he was in shock and didn’t believe it was really happening
  • He just let you go
  • A few days after that he was sending gifts to you
  • Flowers and jewelry
  • But you turned them all away
  •  This wasn’t something money and gifts could fix
  • Weeks went by and months went by but you guys still hadn’t talked
  • You were out shopping when you heard a familiar voice from behind you
    • “That color would look really nice on you.”
    • “Jumin?”
  • You turned around to see him standing there smiling
    • “What are you doing here? In the women’s section?”
    • “I followed you over when when I saw you walking around”
    • “Why does that not surprise me?” you laughed
  • Seeing him now made your heart melt
    • “Why didn’t you accept any of my gifts?” he asked, a bit offended
    • “Why didn’t you call?”
    • “Because you didn’t accept any of my gifts”
  • You both were staring at each other
    • “It seems I approached this all wrong…” he remarked apologetically
  • You gave a nod that says ‘yeah, ya messed up buddy’
    • “Allow me to buy this?” he pointed to the dress you had been looking at, “it really would look good on you”
    • “Only if you’ll make time to actually see me in it”
    • “You are my number one priority from now on. I’ll tell you that 100 times over dinner tonight.”

◉ Zen 

  • You had to leave him
  • He was getting so caught up in work that it was like you never existed
  • He read fan mail more than he talked to you some nights
  • It hurt that you had drifted like this
  • You just told him you needed some time apart 
  • And he was seemingly too busy to drop what he was doing and try to convince you otherwise
  • Every time you passed a magazine with his face on it or saw something about him on the internet it made your heart hurt
  • You wondered how he was doing and if he missed you
  • But your life had to go on
  • You were going to a new musical that just opened up
  • One that, thankfully, Zen wasn’t in
  • You were a little chilly waiting outside for the show to start
  • Out of nowhere a jacket was draped over your shoulders
    • “What the-”
  • You turned around to see Zen
    • “You looked a little cold,” he grinned
    • “What are you doing here?” your heart skipped a beat
    • “I came to watch, I have some friends in the cast. What about you?”
    • “I was meeting someone.” you replied
  • You could see his face fall flat
    • “Oh…date?” he looked sad
    • “No, a friend, actually. But she apparently got sick and has bailed on me last minute.”
  • He perked up a little at that
    • “So…is there anyone you’ve been seeing?”
    • “No,” you laughed, “what about you Mr. Big Time Star?” you poked his chest
  • He grabbed your hand and held it in his own, looking at you directly in your eyes
    • “No. Of course not. You’re the only thing I’ve been thinking of since you left.”
  • He kissed your hand
    • “Well, then. Allow me to escort my lady to the show. I can’t have you sitting by yourself. Who knows who might try and approach you…”
  • You went back to his place afterwards

◉ Saeyoung

  • He started to push you away again
  • You wanted so badly to stay and help him work through his emotions but he just wouldn’t open up to you
  • He was barely sleeping and started to avoid you
  • You felt like you had no other choice
  • You could tell he was hurting when you left
  • But what more could you do?
  • It was eerie not talking to him anymore
  • Not seeing his smiling face around
  • Weeks and months went by with no word
  • You were really worried about him
  • One late night you went on a chip run to the convenience store
  • One bag of Honey Buddha left!
  • As you grabbed for the bag a hand reached over your shoulder to grab at the same time
  • A familiar jacket on the arm
  • You snatched the bag and turned around
  • Your heart was racing
    • “Saeyoung?”
    • “You got my chips,” he huffed
  • It made you laugh to see him pout
    • “You mean my chips? Seeing as I got them first.”
  • He put his hands out to signal he wanted to play you for them
  • It was your usual way of settling qualms
  • It was like you had never broken up at all
  • Like the months had just been a bad dream and here you were fighting over chips
    • “Alright then,” you nodded
    • “ROCK-PAPER-SCISSORS” you said in unison
  • Saeyoung slapped his head when you won
    • “Have fun with your Lays!” you snickered from the cash register
  • He followed you out of the store and into the dark
  • He was just
  • Following you
  • You felt a tug at your arm
    • “How about round two?” he was looming over you seriously
    • “Of rock-paper-scissors?” you clutched the chip bag
    • “No. Of us.”
  • He pressed his lips into yours
  • You dropped the bag of chips

◉ V

  • You found a photo of Rika in the closet inside an old box
  • You admit now that you may have gone overboard
  • It started with a small argument
  • And eventually you left
  • You knew he cared for you
  • But you needed time to sort out your feelings
  • You were grabbing some coffee from a cafe you enjoyed
    • “Double-shot mocha!” the barista called out
  • However another person grabbed for the cup at the same time and ended up with your hand
    • “Oh, I’m so sorry! I guess we ordered the same drink,” V smiled
    • “V?” you said rather too excitedly
  • He couldn’t see but recognized your voice
    • “What are the odds?” he chuckled in that melodic way of his
    • “I didn’t know you still came here?”
    • “I can’t stop after you showed me this place. It…reminds me of you,” he smiled
  • You were glad he couldn’t see how much you blushed
  • Seeing him now made you understand how much you missed him and how stupid this whole mess was
    • “V…I-I’ve been meaning to-”
    • “Are you hungry?” he cut you off
    • “Um..yeah. Yes! I am.” you smiled
    • “It’s not much but I can manage my way around the fridge enough to make a sandwich. Shall we take our coffees back to the apartment?”
  • You almost skipped
    • “That sounds lovely, actually.”
  • He reached out to feel your arm, snaking his hand down until he found your own and grabbed it

◉ Saeran

  • Saeran was hard for you to read
  • Sometimes he was so distant that you didn’t even know if he liked you
  • You knew he had trouble sorting out his emotions…
  • But the pain on your heart at giving affection to someone you were beginning to wonder hated your guts, was pretty taxing
    • “If that’s what you want…”
  • It was his cold response to your mention of a break
  • You thought you saw the slightest hint of sadness in his eyes
  • But he didn’t say anything else
  • Just looked away and shrugged it off
  • You tried to continue life as usual
  • And at night you fidgeted with the necklace he gave you
  • It was one of the only keepsake you had from him and although it had been months, you never took it off
  • You wondered if he even gave you a second thought
  • That hurt the most
  • You waved goodbye to your friends after a late movie
  • It was a nice night and you just enjoyed walking alone
  • Three people approached you as you attempted to pass them on your way home
    • “Hey, pretty lady…you’ll be coming with us now.”
  • You clutched your purse, trying to decide whether you could outrun the,
    • “Touch her, and you little shits are dead”
  • You turned around to see Saeran
  • One look from him had them running
  • You stood there in shock staring at him
    • “What kind of idiot walks alone in the dark like this,” he scolded you as he walked up
    • “W-Well…I-”
    • “You’re lucky I was watching you.”
    • “You were…watching me?” you said, puzzled
  • He stood over you now
    • “I’m always watching you,” he admitted, “and I’ll always be there to protect you.”
  • You couldn’t help but cry a little bit
  • “He did care…”
    • “Hey-hey, cut that out.”
  • He wiped your cheeks
  • Kissing your forehead before pulling you into an embrace
random lyrics starter sentences
  • “I wanted to crash your party, but I couldn’t find your house.”
  • “What do you want?”
  • "I should be in bed."
  • "I give in so easily."
  • "I should stay strong."
  • "I'm weak, and what's wrong with that?"
  • "My habits, they hold me like a grudge."
  • "Please don't make any sudden moves."
  • "You don't know the half of the abuse."
  • "How'd I get here sitting next to you?"
  • "We don't deal with outsiders very well."
  • "Yeah, I have trust issues."
  • "Why'd you come?"
  • "I tried to warn you just to stay away."
  • "It looks like you might be one of us."
  • "In a perfect world, it's just me and you."
  • "The night's just getting started."
  • "I feel great, I don't know about you."
  • "It's just me and you."
  • "Let's just wait till this party's through."
  • "I had two shots."
  • "I used to be fearless."
  • "I used to be brave."
  • "We could shake it up."
  • "I'll meet you after work."
  • "We'll drive until the darkness disappears."
  • "I meant it when I said we can't stay here."
  • "We're still young."
  • "My eyes are wide."
  • "So, I heard you found somebody else."
  • "At first I thought it was a lie."
  • "I don't want your body."
  • "I hate to think about you with somebody else."
  • "Our love's gone cold."
  • "This ain't the last time that I'll see your face."
  • "I should be getting over it."
  • "Get someone you love."
  • "Get someone you need."
  • "Get money."
  • "I can't give you my soul."
  • "We're never alone."
  • "I could tell you what you want to hear."
  • "The truth is always in the way."
  • "I never want to live in fear."
  • "I don't want to hold back all the things I've got to say."
  • "I've got you figured out."
  • "You need to have control."
  • "You think that I don't know you."
  • "I've been doing what you want."
  • "Just let me go."
  • "You used to always let me in."
  • "Do you even know you changed?"
  • "You're my favorite sin."
  • "I won't do it anymore."
  • "She's got me going crazy."
  • "Don't be afraid."
  • "You can call me monster."
  • "I'm creeping in your heart."
  • "Use me while you can."
  • "I'm all yours."
  • "All you need is me."
  • "I'm your toy."
  • "I feel tired. I look it, too."
  • "Wear me down."
  • "I can't be where you are."
  • "This distance is all we've got."
  • "Tell me something happy. Don't make me sad."
  • "I feel okay."
  • "I'd play our song if we had one."
  • "I wear your shirt to keep me warm."
  • "I miss you. I always do when we're apart."
  • "I was the knight in shining armor in your movie."
  • "I'm a ghost. I call your name, you look right through me."
  • "You're the reason I'm alone and masturbate."
  • "I've been trying to fix my pride, but that shit's broken."
  • "I'm at an all time low."
  • "All your friends say that you don't want to see me."
  • "You're the reason that I just can't concentrate."
  • "Somehow I lost control."
  • "Stay the night."
  • "Know that I will always follow."
  • "I'll walk until my body's sore."
  • "I'll be still and sit real quiet."
  • "If I lose you, your voice will guide me home."
  • "Something about you feels nice."
  • "Your hands make me feel warm."
  • "In a sense, we're innocent."
  • "This chemical feeling is making me forget about the drugs."
  • "You poison with your love."
  • "When I think I'm out of the dark, you're pulling me away from the light."
  • "Take me where you want me tonight."
  • "Let me swoon over you."
  • "You're just another heartbreaker."
  • "You are my fever dream."

anonymous asked:

I'm going to go to high school next year and I don't want to end up like 7th and 8th grade year right now. And I mean by being extremely last minute and messy. Do you have any tips for High School? Thanks :)

Hi! Well it sounds like you have the perfect premises - a fresh start with new teachers (probably?) and it seems like you’re willing to change something! I’ll try my best to give you some quality advice, but if anyone has tips they want to add, please feel free to do so!

1. Not Being Last-Minute

In other words, beating procrastination. I’m not really the best to ask since I don’t usually procrastinate, but here are some great masterposts on the subject: 

Generally, my number one tip would be to just start. Even if it’s five minutes – at least you did something! And five minutes easily turn into 40 because once you’ve started, things get easier as the task isn’t some huge abstract and intimidating concept, but just one page of words in your textbook. 

If by “last minute” you mean “late to class”: Set your alarm earlier and try to stick to that routine every day. Make sure you have enough time in the mornings for breakfast, getting dressed, and everything you need to do without being in a rush. If possible, take an earlier bus/train or leave ten minutes earlier if you walk. Pretend your lesson doesn’t start at eight (or whenever it does), but a quarter of an hour earlier. If you’re ten minutes late then, you’ll still be five minutes early.  

2. Stop Being Messy

  1. Organisation: 
    1. get a good calendar and bring yourself to actually use it!! Write down assignments, deadlines, to-do’s and everything you need. Bullet-journals are also an option, but they usually cost more time and can lure you into procrastination very easily. Find out what works best for you! 
    2. Get folders/binders for every class, if you want to in different colours, in which you put every single worksheet. Every. Single. One. If you frequently find yourself saying “this worksheet isn’t hole-punched so I can’t put it in my folder, I’ll do it when I get home” (but you never actually do it and it ends up crumpled up somewhere), you might want to look into portable hole punches. 
    3. Pack your bag the night before with all textbooks and folders you need the next day. Always bring pens/pencils, water, and notebooks/paper for notes. Also keep in mind you may need special equipment for P.E., arts, and maths. 
    4. Always do your homework. 
  2. Notes: 
    1. Your notes don’t have to be super Aesthetic™, but they should meet two criteria: One, they should exist, and two, they should be legible so you can actually study with them. 
    2. To make them exist, always have paper and a pen in front of you in class. Don’t listen to the voice in your head telling you “You don’t need to write that down, you’ll remember it!”. Chances are, when you’re in exam stress, you won’t remember it. 
    3. Write down whatever your teacher writes on the blackboard, and always correct mistakes you made in your homework (don’t erase the mistake, just write the correct solution in the margins so you’ll remember where exactly you went wrong). 
    4. Ask. Questions. Studying with two pages full of notes about a topic you don’t understand isn’t easy. 
    5. To make them legible, you should use a good pen that doesn’t smudge or hurt your hand after five minutes. You don’t have to rewrite your notes unless you feel like it helps you with your studying. 
    6. You can do basic colour-coding without rewriting your notes by using highlighters or fineliners to underline keywords in class. 
    7. Put the date on your notes. Having things in chronological order in your folder makes revision easier, usually. 

By the way: I know from personal experience that being a good student in grades 7 to 10 is often looked down upon by classmates who think that being lazy is cool, for some reason. If that’s the case at your school, don’t listen to them. You’ll be the one with amazing grades and a good education in the end! 

I hope this helped! Have a nice Monday, and good luck in high school! :) 

sweetvengeancee  asked:

Hey! I love your blog 😁 Are you still taking requests for the prompts? If you are, I'd like to request 77&81 with Arch? It's okay if you don't do this anymore or don't want to tho! Xx 💕

77. “I can’t… I can’t lose you.”
81. “Can I kiss you?”

A/N: Please only send one number! I’d like to zip through these and more than one number means more plot to sort through :)


Archie was never very observant, and that was okay.

Until it wasn’t.

Your head was pounding from a headache that just wouldn’t quit, and your cracked lips and dry mouth drank the water on your nightstand as if it could save you from the heartbreak.


Archie was standing on the outskirts of the field, back facing the crowd of people that were attempting to flood into the parking lot. He was leaning against the bleachers, and although you couldn’t see his face you could imagine the smile spread across it, still coming down from the high that the win against a rival school had provided him.

You walk up behind him, ready to jump on his back and have him piggy-back you to Pop’s, as is the normal routine after a game.

You hear a female voice just in front of him, and decide the piggy-back could wait, there’s no need to interrupt a conversation.

And that’s when you hear it.

“Can I kiss you?”

You skip Pop’s that night.


Thankfully, Friday night games meant a full weekend to recover, and a full weekend of excuses to avoid Archie. That’s where Monday morning found you, out of excuses and unwilling to miss school simply for unrequited feelings. So on you marched.

The problem is, classes don’t exactly allow you to avoid anyone.

It’s close to the end of third period, which means no one is paying attention and are rather moving around the classroom, counting down the bell. “So, Y/N, we missed you at Pop’s on Friday.”

This boy’s obliviousness will be the death of you, you swear.

“I, uh, just wasn’t feeling too well. Just the thought of onion rings was making me gag, so I decided to take it easy this weekend.”

His eyebrows furrow, clearly not believing you. “Come on, Y/N, feeling sick has never stopped you before. When you got that surgery on your elbow after jumping out of the swingset on Jughead’s dare, you weren’t even in there an hour before you walked through Pop’s doors, high on anesthetic and asking for a ‘mickshick’.” Okay, so maybe Archie was observant, but just in all of the wrong ways.

“I don’t know, Arch, I really don’t feel like talking about it.”

He takes one of your hands in his, concern set into the lines of his mouth. “You know you can tell me anything, right? I want to help.” He sighs. “I feel like you’re avoiding the group for some reason, and after the falling out with Jug and just barely getting his and Betty’s friendship back I-” He pauses, takes a deep breath. “I guess I’m just a little paranoid about being left in the dust again, is all. I can’t… I can’t lose you.”

You look from his face to you entwined hands and slowly pull away, sighing. “Arch, please don’t make me say it.”

“Say what, Y/N? You can trust me, whatever it is.” 

And that’s it. That’s the point you have had enough.

“I like you, alright Arch?”

“Well, I should hope so, friends tend to do that.”

You shift in your seat and huff out an exasperated breath. “No Archie, I like you. As in kiss you in the rain, cuddle when we both catch colds like you. And I-” He is clearly shocked and his eyes almost plead with you to stop, to have another truth waiting for him. There is none. “I heard you with Valerie, at the end of the game.” You feel tears start to form but you push them back. “And as much as I wanted to continue like I was fine, I just didn’t think I could.”

The bell rings, and as the other students file out of the classroom the two of you remain seated, still as only such a conversation could permit.

“But it’s okay, Arch.” You give him a sad smile, standing up and slinging your bag over your shoulder. “As Ronnie is known to say, most of the time the people we like don’t like us back.”

And with that, you walk out the door.


send me a number (and a pairing or character, if you wish) for a quick imagine!

NO MORE PLEASE!

if this isn't love, then what is?
  • stefan salvatore:
  • she's the love of my life, i'd go back to her in a heart beat.
  • if it were my choice, i'd want to be with you forever
  • if it meant i got to be with her, have children, grow old with her.. if it meant we'd die together, be buried together then yes. i would take the cure
  • i would never hurt you, you're safe with me
  • when you and i were together every single atom in my body told me that it was the right thing. that we were the perfect fit.
  • actually i don't pretend to be anything when i'm with her. that's the whole point. i just get to be myself.
  • but you know, the life that we had, it was amazing too. and it wasn't a spell or a prophecy, it was real. we fell in love on our own.
  • you know, this is a future memory. it's where your boyfriend whispered to you that he loved you. i love you.
  • how do i not remember you? i mean you're smart, you're pretty, you're funny. obviously you're the strongest woman in the world.
  • every time that i tell myself that i'm moving on, there's this part of me that just can't seem to shake her.
  • i was a better person when i was with her. i didn't think i'd ever feel that way again. until elena.
  • i love you. i will always love you.
  • i love you so much.
  • i'm simply not able to resist her.
  • elena is warm and she's kind and she's selfless and it's real. when i'm around her i completely forget what i am.
  • elena gilbert:
  • i love him damon. no matter what i feel for you i never unfell for him.
  • no! you don't get to make that decision for me. if you walk away, it's for you because i know what i want. stefan i love you.
  • for once i don't regret the day before it begins. because i know i'll see him again.
  • but i love stefan, it's always going to be stefan.
  • it's you and me stefan, always.
  • i thought i couldn't be with you stefan but i can. you don't have to push me away. i can do this.
  • but i love you stefan. I love you stefan, you.
  • i cant lose the way i feel about you.
  • i dont want us to be apart anymore, ever.
  • stefan, my wrist. here. take my wrist. you need more blood. i trust you.
  • i cant lose the way i feel about you.
  • i love him damon. he came into my life when i needed someone and i fell for him instantly.
  • i kind off felt like i didn't know how to live anymore but then being with stefan... somehow i figured it out
  • i love you so much
  • i picked you because i love you. and no matter what happens that's the best choice i ever made.
  • look, he would never give up on me so i'm not gonna give up on him.
  • i love you stefan. hold on to that. never let that go.
  • other tvd characters:
  • katherine: you'd never look at me the way you look at elena, would you?
  • klaus: now this is fascinating i've never seen this before. the only thing stronger than your craving for blood is your love for this one girl.
  • klaus: and that's why you're her better option. i personally think she's wasting her time with damon.
  • rebekah: i envy that. you and elena. i envy the love you have.
  • klaus: well crazy or not that kind of love never dies.
  • caroline: i'm sorry but stefan is your epic love. and i'm not going down without a fight.
  • rose: stefan is different. his love is pure, he'll always be good for him.
  • klaus: personally i don't see a fairytale ending for you. all i see is stefan and elena.
  • klaus: must be hard trying to live up to stefan. he stopped himself when i compelled him to feed on elena. that's love.
  • lexi: when it's real you cant walk away.
  • caroline: you and her - epic. her and damon? ew
  • gloria: there's this girl with a necklace. you love her. you'd do anything for her.
  • damon: you're still wearing this necklace. isn't that a reminder of your unbreakable bond with stefan?
The Three List | Barry & Iris | Script Fic
  • Barry: Hey, Iris?
  • Iris: Yeah, hun?
  • Barry: Do you remember when you were with Eddie & you told me about your 3's list?
  • Iris: My 3's list?
  • Barry: Yeah, you know, three guys you could cheat on Eddie with.
  • Iris: *snorts* oh, right. My 3 list.
  • Barry: You don't still HAVE that, do you?
  • Iris: *blinks* What?
  • Barry: Your 3 list. Do you still have it?
  • Iris: Uh...probably somewhere. Why?
  • Barry: *clears throat* I was just wondering if Oliver was still on it.
  • Iris: *smirks & crawls over to him* Babe, you know that's not a serious thing, right?
  • Barry: what do you mean?
  • Iris: *laughs* even if Oliver had given my fangirl self the time of day when I was with Eddie, I wouldn't have slept with him.
  • Barry: *blinks* you wouldn't have?
  • Iris: *laughs* Who do you think I am, Bear? You think 'he's on my three list!' would've sufficed if Eddie had caught us in bed together?
  • Barry: *blushes fiercely* No, I guess not.
  • Iris: *cups face* Babe, you've got nothing to worry about. *kisses him* You're the only one I want.
  • Barry: *after many kisses & sweet nothings whispered* But is Oliver still--
  • Iris: *rolls eyes & gets off him* oh, for crying out loud.
  • Barry: Wait, Iris, I didn't mean-
  • Iris: You most certainly did. *starts to walk away*
  • Barry: *panics* Iris-
  • Iris: Calm down. I'll be right back. *dashes up the stairs & comes back 10 minutes later* Found it!
  • Barry: *shifts towards her, eyes wide* What did you... *spots piece of paper she's holding* Oh.
  • Iris: *hands paper over* Take a look for yourself.
  • Barry: *scans list of names & frowns* He's still on it.
  • Iris: Mhmm.
  • Barry: This doesn't make me feel any better, Iris.
  • Iris: *crosses arms* that's the original list. I only updated it once, a couple months after I'd moved in with Eddie.
  • Barry: *still frowning* where's that one?
  • Iris: *makes circling motion with her finger*
  • Barry: *checks the other side* This one looks pretty much the same. I don't see-- *jaw drops*
  • Iris: *starts to grin* See something you like, hun?
  • Barry: Am...Am I...? *squeaks*
  • Iris: *nods* Mhmm.
  • Barry: I'm in the number 2 spot!
  • Iris: That's one above Oliver, I believe.
  • Barry: *still gawking* I don't understand.
  • Iris: *comes & sits next to him on the couch* After you told me how you felt when I was with Eddie, I had a lot of feelings that I didn't know how to deal with. Then when Eddie got all secretive on me I started thinking about you even more, and how my best friend would NEVER keep secrets from me the way my boyfriend was doing.
  • Barry: *winces* sarcasm is warranted.
  • Iris: in the past. *waves it off*
  • Barry: *swallows hard & nods*
  • Iris: That night when I came back to my dad's & you were there reassuring me, I felt like that was a safe place to put them. My feelings for you.
  • Barry: On your 3 list?
  • Iris: *nods* On my 3 list.
  • Barry: Did Eddie ever see it?
  • Iris: *laughs* Are you kidding? If Eddie had seen the updated version, he would've figured out what was up right away, even before I did.
  • Barry: And what was up?
  • Iris: *smiles & gently kisses him* I was in love with my best friend.
  • Barry: *has warm fuzzies* Iris...
  • Iris: So, you can keep that if you like. Oliver's name is still on it - BENEATH yours though. I don't have a need for it anymore. I haven't looked at it until today in over two years.
  • Barry: Yeah?
  • Iris: *nuzzles & kisses* yeah. You're all I want, Bear. If I can't have you, there's no one else I want. Not even a one night stand with a celebrity.
  • Barry: *smiles*
  • Iris: Do YOU have a 3 list? *raises eyebrows*
  • Barry: WHAT? *squeaks*
  • Iris: You heard me.
  • Barry: Iris.
  • Iris: BARRY.
  • Barry: *sighs & then laughs* I have a 1 list.
  • Iris: *eyebrow furrow* What's a 1 list?
  • Barry: *pulls out wallet & digs out tiny scrap of paper inside & hands it to her* Same thing as a 3 list. Except mine only has 1 name on it.
  • Iris: *jaw drops when she reads it* I'M the only name on your 3 list??
  • Barry: *grins & pulls her close* Yep.
  • Iris: But of all he gorgeous celebrities, even SCIENCE NERDS, you only chose--
  • Barry: You're the only one I've wanted since the day that I met you.
  • Iris: *teary-eyed* Barry...
  • Barry: Getting a chance with you? 10 times better than any hook up with ANY celebrity.
  • Iris: *sighs contently & kisses him* I love you, Barry Allen.
  • Barry: I love you, Iris West.
  • Iris: *nuzzles & pulls away after a while* So what are you going to do with my 3 list?
  • Barry: Give it back to you. *hands it over* You decide what to do with it.
  • Iris: *grins* Mmk. *pecks him in the cheek, stands up & heads to the roaring fireplace*
  • Barry: Wait, Iris, what are you doing?! *speeds over*
  • Iris: Getting rid of it. I don't need it anymore.
  • Barry: Well, maybe you should keep it. You know, as a keepsake.
  • Iris: *eyes him suspiciously* Why do you want it?
  • Barry: *I* don't want it. It's yours. I gave it back to you. So you--
  • Iris: BARRY.
  • Barry: *swallows* I mean, you ranked me ABOVE Oliver, so...
  • Iris: OHMYGOD. *rolls eyes & shoves it into his hand* You keep it. It'll be YOUR keepsake. *walks back to the couch & sits down*
  • Barry: It's not really MINE, so--
  • Iris: *gives him THE LOOK* one more word, Barry, and I WILL throw it to the flames. Not even your superspeed will stop me.
  • Barry: *nods & swallows* Right. *tucks paper into pocket & comes to sit next to her* So...
  • Iris: *raises eyebrow*
  • Barry: Now what?
  • Iris: *irritation fades away & she pulls him close, kissing him* Now I get some one-on-one time with #2 on my 3 list.
  • Barry: *pulls back after a few kisses* I thought you just said--
  • Iris: I swear to God, Barry, if you don't just kiss me--
  • Barry: *speeds them up their bedroom, drops her on the bed & takes off t-shirt, then hovers over her & kisses her, lingering*
  • Iris: *moans* Don't tell my boyfriend about this. He'll be extremely jealous.
  • Barry: *restrains groan* On my life. *mutters & kisses her again*
  • ...
  • A/N: Just did (as of 4/2/17) a bit of an edit, b/c I watched the 1.08 scene & realized it's actually called a 'three' list, not a 'threes' list. So I changed all those & added a short line to something Iris said early on.

anonymous asked:

Ok I had a thought. I don't know how this works cause locker rooms and all that but WHAT IF the reason dex is so against sharing the room is because he's trans and he really wanted his own space where he didn't have to hide? (also cause he's into nursey but that's a whole 'nother thing) Just thought I'd share my little trans!dex headcanon!

Ooh a Dex headcanon! (I’m such a Zimbits persons that this is a rarity.)

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theamateursketch  asked:

You probably don't remember me but I met you at fanime and fell in love with your art style and ended up buying most of your ink drawings, even the ones with your school notes on the back haha. Although you had to hold me back and told me to walk around artist alley first before buying more stuff from your booth lol! Anyway I was wondering if you'll be back at fanime or have a booth at AX. I'd love to buy more prints from you! Especially since you're drawing YOI stuff! Love your mafia au btw! c:

OMGGGGG
AHAHAHAHA YOU BET I REMEMBER YOU!!!
Like, I can’t even begin to tell you how many times I told my friends there was some awesome girl that bought up like 10 of my original ink drawings!
I’m still happy you walked around a bit before buying out my booth, I would feel super bad having you waste all your money on me ^^;;;
Sad to say I did not get into Fanime this year
*sobs*
And I didn’t apply for AX, though, thinking I might want to try for next year :O
I’ll hopefully get to Fanime next year ;w;

also I just wanna say???
It’s always heckin cool to me that people who found me at cons actually did look e up on tumblr and are following me???
LIKE OMG, THANKS SO MUCH FOR YOUR SUPPORT!!!
means so much ;A;

okami-chan227  asked:

Hi! In regards to your post about the "goddess of the universe" thing, I'm pretty sure in s1e1, the Arusians mention something about a lion goddess? At the time I think it was taken they meant Allura, but she had been hidden in stasis in the castle until then so I don't think they'd have ever seen her before that convo. It seems like maybe it could be evidence of something like in your post. I just thought I'd point it out since your post reminded me of it and I'd love to hear what you think!

That is true! The Arusians had never seen Allura, but, they did have humanoid figures of a “Lion Goddess” that they believed commanded Voltron, and upon hearing Allura was the ruler of the castle they ascribed that to her- but now, what would’ve created that original belief? Especially if, by the logical timeline…

Allura’s last memory was the fall of Altea. That means that when the Castle arrived on Arus, no Arusian would have seen her walking around. Furthermore, the castle had to be “awakened” by the Blue Lion before the way to that pod room lit up, and Allura’s pod was sealed in the floor, not visible.

Furthermore, since Arus seems separate from the larger galactic community (they haven’t achieved space travel yet) they wouldn’t have ever had an opportunity to see Voltron itself.

But the Arusians…

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title: uncle, uncle, uncle
rating: K
pairings/characters: sarada, shisui
summary: sarada and shisui have an unparalled uncle/neice relationship
author’s note: none of you can convince me that this isn’t exactly how sarada and shisui would have been (that is of course, when they’re not teaming up to piss off sasuke)


Sarada takes a deep breath, and for the umpteenth time today, prepares herself to successfully complete the jutsu at hand. The water below her is steaming (so is she) as she weaves the appropriate hand signs and focuses her chakra through the movements. Her eyes snap open, sharingan whirling to a point where she’s almost seeing red.

“Water Style: Water Dragon Jutsu!”

The same thing that happened the last twenty-three times happens again—despite her immaculate chakra control and intense focus, she yields what looks like two wimpy water snakes instead of two fearful water dragons, that mockingly dance around her head for a maximum of twelve seconds before dismembering out of her control into a shower of rain drops, soaking her yet again.

“Dammit,” she hisses, shaking her head, thinking she must look like a wet dog at this point. “Maybe I’m using up too much chakra using my sharingan,” she considers aloud, and gets ready to focus herself again, before another thought dawns on her. “But if I can’t do this with my sharingan what’s the point?”

She drops her arms, cursing her Papa’s genes. She thought about how much easier combining elemental chakra natures and jutsu would be if she were of a water or earth nature by birth. Water and earth are neutral and adaptable; if harnessed correctly, possess healing qualities, as they’re not destructive by nature. But of course, in the tradition of the Uchiha, Sarada had, for better for worse, chakra of a fire nature; which meant that water jutsu was extremely difficult—creating a jutsu that required both fire and water natures seemed near impossible. But, again, in the tradition of the Uchiha, she’d rather slit her own throat than put her pride at risk by giving up before she’d tried every single trick in the book. Twice. 

“You are aware that water jutsu kind of goes against all the chakra you have inside of you, right?” A sarcastic voice questions, startling her. She whirls around, sharingan ablaze, ready to trap whoever was spying on her in a genjutsu they’d never forget.

Instead of finding an enemy, she comes face to face with an all-too-familiar face.

“Mama says it’s not nice to spy on people, Uncle Shisui,” she sighs.

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anonymous asked:

I've finally finished my video project! It's only taken me three days with 4 hours sleep but it's done so all I have left to finish is my essay then I'm free!! I don't want to be annoying but can I request another bts reaction... I'd love their reaction to you working late at the library so they come and surprise you ❤️❤️ Thank you for writing these for us 🌸

Yay! Finally!I hope that by the time I post this you’re already done with your essay, and I hope that you get good grades on both :) Best of luck! And it’s my pleasure to be writing these for you guys <3

BTS’ reaction to you working late in the library

Jin: Seokjin frowned worriedly. He knew that you were studying hard in the library, and he missed you so much. He smiled and took out the ingredients to prepare your favorite soup. He emptied the pot into a thermos and took it with him to the library. As he pushed open the door he smiled sadly at the sight in front of him. You slept soundly on top of all your papers, pencil still in hand. He set the thermos on the table, and took the pencil out of your hand while gently rubbing your back to wake you up. You looked up at him through your blurry vision and he knew how tired you must have been as you both ate in silence.

“Jagiya, I love you, and I will always support you in anything you do. I will always be behind you, so don’t be afraid to let yourself fall and let me handle things okay?”

Originally posted by ohparkjimin

Suga: Almost everyone you knew thought of Yoongi as a workaholic and a bad boyfriend because he never had any time to spend with you. But you knew the truth. All Yoongi wanted was to become a successful musician, and he was so passionate about his career, it stunned you. That was one of reasons you feel in love with him, his passion. He inspired you to be just like him, hard working and dedicated. You rubbed the bleariness out of our eyes and resumed reading your textbook. You were so concentrated that you didn’t hear Yoongi enter the library until he placed his pale hands on your warm shoulders. You jumped in surprise, “Yoongi? What are you doing here? Aren’t you supposed to be working right now?” He pouted at how ridiculous you were being.

“You really are my girlfriend huh? You would rather be studying than be with me. Don’t worry jagiya, from now on I’ll make sure to have more time to be with you.”

Originally posted by kookie-monstah

J-Hope: Hoseok sighed as he threw himself onto the couch. He hadn’t seen you in three days, and he could already feel his mood deteriorating with every passing second that he wasn’t with you. A clear droplet slipped out of his eye and traced a shiny path down his cheek. He shakily wiped it away with his thumb and his breath caught in his throat. He hadn’t realized how much he loved you until now, and how much of an effect your absence had on him. He pushed himself off of the couch and decided to drive to the library where you had told him you would be studying. He doubted whether you would still be there or not, but his desperation won out in the end. He was willing to do anything just to see you. He haphazardly parked in front of the library and ran to the entrance. His tears returned when he saw your beautiful figure reaching up for a book on a high shelf. A broken sob slipped past his lips and he ran toward you, wrapping you tightly in his arms. “Hoseok? what’s wrong?” you whispered. Hoseok sniffled and buried his head into your shoulder, enjoying the feeling of your warmth.

“Please, don’t leave me. I just want to hold you for a little while longer. Please don’t ever leave me jagiya…”

Originally posted by jiminsjamsjams

Rap Monster: Namjoon felt so lonely lately without you to keep him company. You hadn’t seen each other for a week, and he felt a terrible ache in his heart every time he thought of holding you. He knew that education was important, but right now he loathed it for taking you away from him. He had had enough of waiting for you, he couldn’t wait any longer. He drove quickly to the library and ran up the steps to see you. He shyly peeked in through the large display window and immediately saw that you were the only person left in the library. He pushed the heavy glass door open with his fingertips and walked to the table where you sat. He gently grasped your wrist in his hand and pulled you from your seat. “Namjoon wait! My stuff!”

“Come on jagiya, I haven’t seen you in a whole week, I think we deserve at least one night together.”

Originally posted by jookyunhoe

Jimin: Jimin smiled at the vendor and tipped the young boy five dollars as he grabbed the styrofoam cups. He couldn’t wait to surprise you at the library. He placed them in his car’s cup holders, and drove carefully to the library. He knew that hot cocoa was one of your favorite things to drink on a cold night like this. He walked slowly up the smooth, cold, stone steps, careful not to spill a drop. He pushed the door open with his back and walked to the lone table where you sat. He set down the cups on the table and you smiled tiredly up at him. “Jimin! You have no idea how much I needed this! Thank you.” You sipped the soothing drink and when you pulled the cup away, foam was covering your entire upper lip. He smiled at you and kissed you softly while reaching up to brush a lock of hair behind your ear. 

“You have no idea how much I needed you.”

Originally posted by prkjimi

V: Taehyung and you went directly to the library after classes had ended and he watched as you busied yourself with your school projects. He eventually drifted into unconsciousness, as you ran to and fro busily. Taehyung opened one eye slowly and yawned. Surely you had to be done by now, it was so late, that even the librarian had gone home for the night! He scrunched up his nose in confusion when he saw you heading towards the table with another pile of books in your hand. “Oh good. you’re awake!” You smiled and set the stack of books on the table. He shook his head no as he realized that you were planning on staying longer. 

“No jagiya, you’re coming home and you’re going to sleep with me.”

Originally posted by aestaetically

Jungkook: Kookie pouted sadly as he looked at you from afar, wishing he could talk to you. He gulped nervously just thinking about it. He stayed in the corner of the library, losing track of time as he stared at your perfect self. He glanced at his watch and his eyes widened in shock. His mother was going to kill him! What were you still doing in the library at two in the morning?! He shoved his things into his book bag and pulled his sleeves down over his hands. He stepped in front of your table and you glanced up at him in surprise. “What are you still doing here Kookie?”

“Eh? You know my name? I mean, you should probably go home now, um, I’ll walk you if you want?”

Originally posted by soojoongi

I’m sorry this took so long guys, I didn’t have time to type anything so here I am typing this before I go to bed haha. Thank you guys so much for being patient! I love you all! Also, I was listening to Run’s piano version while I was typing, and that’s why J-Hope’s is so emotional. Hehe, sorry music just brings out my best writing moods.

For Flower Anon~

admiralboo  asked:

I figured I'd message you back here! For a request, what about Izaya being told 'I love you' for the first time? I don't think anyone's ever said it to him, so I wonder what his reaction would be.

I was really excited once I read this prompt and it was so fun to write~! The poor, evil child needs some love tbh~


Love…

He loved humans. He loved humanity. He was infatuated with the push and pull of emotions that humans caused in their inevitable and inescapable turmoil. He never thought he would be a victim of such things.

Izaya was the curator; coordinator of all havoc and misfortune in this city. No matter how many times he walked into other people’s lives and directly polluted their state of being, he never actually set foot in their fragile reality. He had never played a part, had only directed. And this person, with bright eyes and subtle smiles, forced him into the quaint human reality he had avoided for so long.

“Forced” may be too gentle a word for what actually happened. They tied a noose of red ribbon and slung it around his neck as they whispered phrases that were so alien to him. He thought he had transcended not only the petty human reality he toyed with but his own idea of real life. All the while, he was being dragged through the mud and grime by this miraculous creature he has involved himself with.

“Who are you playing with today, Izaya?” they said quietly, resting their arms around his neck and reading the messages presented in the colorful chatroom before the two of them.

Izaya leaned his head back until it was just barely grazing the jut of their chin. He spoke just as quietly, “Why, none other than the infamous leader of the Dollars~.”

They nodded silently, toying with a piece of black hair and smiling at the contented sigh that they got in return. “You’ve corrupted him quite a lot, haven’t you, Iza?” they asked, unphased by his hobby. They’d never really cared about the bad things Izaya did, only focused on living their lives and the triumph of receiving special affection from the chaotic neutral, pseudo-god of this world. 

He laughed. Not an eccentric, worrisome cackle, but something more gentle. It was a sound that sweetened the air around them in subtle increments. Each breath preparing the world for the next bit of harmony he brought into their life, doing the opposite for the rest of the world. His laughter slowly faded into familiar phrases, “Corrupted is such a strong word. I’m simply showing my love for my dear humans. You’re still my favorite, of course.”

They nuzzled the back of Izaya’s ear before leaning forward to place a gentle kiss on his cheek. His fingers, which were typing vigorously, stuttered, resulting in a misspelled word. Quickly, he fixed his error and mumbled, slightly out of focus from his previous task, “What was that for, my dear Y/N-chan?”

“I’m simply showing how I love you, my dear Iza-kun~.” they said, a small giggle escaping past his ear.

He turned swiftly, pulling them into his lap. A slender hand held their chin steady, eyes locked. Izaya’s pupils darted across their countenance, his own face expressionless but his eyes searching violently for any sign of a lie. He seemed desperate to find the joke lying behind their words to save his carefully built world from crumbling to pieces and consequently came up short.

No-one had ever told him such a thing. As far as he could remember, his own parents hadn’t said anything remotely close to those three valuable words even as he left to live on his own at the young age that he did. “Now, don’t tease me, Y/N-chan. That’s very rude of you,” he spoke with forced amusement.

Drowning in your own head never looked so subtle, and unfortunately, Izaya certainly was drowning. They had seen him do things that broke people into pieces, they’ve watched him stab people and carry himself with an unwavering sense of calmness. He has destroyed and rebuilt the very foundations of people’s minds and he has never felt an ounce of regret; Izaya has never hesitated. This very moment pushed him beyond hesitation and into an unfamiliar fear because of this creature, surpassing human qualities, is more than qualified to carry his relentlessly devoted trust. He is so afraid of being destroyed by this monster he has sworn to protect, afraid of what his trust would bring him.

“I could never be rude to you and you know that,” they said, placing their hand over his own and pulling its grasp away from their chin. They placed his palm flat over their heart and smiled faintly, the same adoring grin they gave him every day was revealing something he’d never noticed. It was a genuine kindness only shown to him and it shook him to the core as he looked back on the months he’s spent with this remarkable being. That smile was what woke him every morning and what put him to sleep at night, and the racing heartbeat under his palm reassured him that this monster was here to protect, not to kill.

It was then that Izaya finally lets out his more recognizable laugh, bordering a cackle and almost visibly distressed. “Aren’t you the one who just accused me of corrupting children?” he said, blatantly avoiding the subject that had thrown him through a disastrous onslaught of thoughts.

“I am. Now, are you going to continue to look petrified or are you going to kiss me and tell me you love me too?” They leaned forward, nose clumsily bumping his in childlike eagerness.

Izaya kissed them, short and sweet. He prided himself on the way they leaned in further, chasing his lips, before mumbling quietly, “You’re my favorite human.” He kissed them again, a little longer this time as he hummed against their mouth.

They pulled away and sighed in an amused contentedness before saying, laughter in their voice, “That works too, Izaya.”


- Pasya

markwatnae  asked:

Hello friend I don't know if you're still taking prompts but if you want to, I'd love some sweet romantic quiobi to make my Friday a little better

I think hand-holding is romantic af.

***

They hold hands as often as they can.

When they had first gotten together, Obi-Wan held Qui-Gon’s hand as a way to tell people “We’re dating” without having to repeat it a thousand times. Qui-Gon’s hand was large and callused, with square-fingernails and long, strong fingers. Every once in a while, Qui-Gon would squeeze his palm and smile a small smile, and Obi-Wan would know exactly what he meant without words in the air or the Force.

Qui-Gon held Obi-Wan’s hand for mostly the same reason, and, if he’s honest with himself, because he simply liked it. Obi-Wan’s hand was small and slim, but there was hair on his knuckles and the strength of someone who trained with a lightsaber. Qui-Gon loved the juxtaposition of Obi-Wan’s hands, so much like the man himself. He loved the way Obi-Wan flexed his fingers into place between Qui-Gon’s, and rubbed his thumb on the back of Qui-Gon’s palm as they walked side-by-side.

When the war started, and they were forced to be apart for long periods of time, sometimes they would meet up again and, without any words, crawl into a bunk together and clasp one hand of the other until they fell into a fitful sleep. In the worst of times, and in war that’s all there ever seems to be, Qui-Gon would think of Obi-Wan’s hand in his.

Obi-Wan’s were always a degree too cool; Qui-Gon’s were always warm. Obi-Wan’s were almost always still; Qui-Gon’s constantly questing, feeling every small bone from Obi-Wan’s wrist to the last knuckles. Obi-Wan always traced the lines of Qui-Gon’s palms, memorizing them; Qui-Gon always kissed each of Obi-Wan’s fingers before they made love, sucking each finger between his lips and teasing them with his tongue.

For as long as they were together, neither ever grew tired of the other’s hands.

scaldedcoffee  asked:

How the hell do you get rid of ants in your house. I think theyre carpenter ants bc our old wooden house is old and falling apart, but tbh there are bigger ants I think are carpenter ants and smaller ones everywhere. If you aren't familiar with this already please don't go out of your way to help me but it you happen to know any good ways to deter them I'd be super appreciative. 🐜🚫 tbh if they were bees I would be cooler with that than ants lol

Before the bees I was made queen of an ant colony residing beneath my warehouse. The only thing that worked after literally months was practically costing my residence in cinnamon and orange oil. All the entry points. Whole house still smells like a damn pastry.

I also recommend getting a b vitamin complex. Grind it up and use it like a salt line to vanish demons. Put it at all the entry points so that they must walk through it. It eats them, but not before they take it home to their hive.

I had another experience recently. A friend had ants and made an offering of a bag of cheap dog food. The ants built their hive in it and stayed out of the house. However, my ant cake did me no good. Instead, I ended up with more bloody ants.

Baking soda strewn about their exit points is also effective at blocking them, because they don’t like walking over it.

This is the sum total of my knowledge of repelling ants.

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  • I woke up in the morning and I didn't want anything, didn't do anything, couldn't do it anyway.
  • I say I want you inside me and you hold my head underwater. I say I want you inside me and you split me open with a knife.
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