keep yourself as is it

Remember who you were before society tried to change you. Always stay true, and never ever be ashamed of who you are.
Blue Blooded (M)

Originally posted by saintminyoongi

: You’ve been happily married to Crown Prince Seokjin for months now. Or so it would appear to the public. What only you and the palace staff know your shameful secret: you never consummated your marriage.

Member: Jin

Word Count: 8.6k+

Genre: Smut, Angst, Fluff

A/N: Requested by @forever-young-got7! Because Jin really is royalty, isn’t he?

Ever since that night you’ve keep asking yourself. What did you do wrong? Was it the way you looked? Something you said, something you didn’t say? Did he just… hate you?

If anyone had asked you prior to your marriage to Prince Seokjin, you would have never even entertained the notion of him hating anyone. The man just seemed too perfect, not only in looks, but in disposition as well, never one to lack poise, always composed. The few times you and your family had visited him prior to the wedding, he had been nothing but a gentleman.

And certainly it didn’t seem like he disliked you, in fact it seemed to be the opposite, even if there seemed to be some distance between the two of you but you attributed this to the fact that you had not known each other for very long, and had expected things to gradually change once you two had actually wed.

The warm expression on his face as you walked down the aisle gave you a hopeful outlook on what the rest of your marriage would be like. However, it all came crashing down later that night.

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anonymous asked:

you are ugly though?

Hi, hi.

“Ugly”, by many people’s definition, is the physical appearance of something not being aesthetically pleasing or beautiful.

Some people will blantly say that they find someone “ugly” without any motive. What does it get you? Do you get off by being impolite to people? Does it give you a thrill? Do you think that because you’re being “truthful” you’re being a nice person?

If y’all think I’m pretty, that’s chill. If you think I’m ugly, that’s chill too. Just, keep yo shitty opinion to yourself? All that matters is that I think I’m pretty tbh.

Telling someone that they’re ugly is something not tolerable.

Telling someone that they’re ugly is even more ugly.

Everyone is fucking beautiful in their own way, don’t be such a walnut and base all of this off of their physical appearance.



Telling someone that they’re ugly is the biggest load of bullshit and it really makes you look like a fool because it appears like you’re just trying to bring down someone to make yourself feel better.

I’ll leave you with a few questions to ask yourself:
A): Does telling people this make me feel better about myself?
B): Does it empower me?
C): Why am I such an asshole?

vltra  asked:

empath to empath, are you ever easily overwhelmed by the presence of others? I've been trying to figure out how to protect myself but nothing seems to work for long (I meditate, carry different crystals with me, and I've improvised some spells) 😞

Yes! I used to really struggle w taking on other peoples’ stresses and negative energies, I’d highly recommend reading Personal Power Through Awareness 💓 it’s truly helped me a lot and I’m now able to control which energies I’m absorbing or reflecting from others. Keep meditating and taking care of yourself, sending you lots of love and light and wishing you only the best!! 🙊✨


Gif source:  John

Imagine while recovering from a bad injury during a hunt, John helps you out with anything you now struggle with due to your injury and only lets you do research on other hunts during your recovery.

——— Request for anon ———

“I got it,” he states, beating you to the punch of picking up your bag to head into the motel with. Under any other circumstance, you would protest, but in all honesty your side still hurt so much that you weren’t sure if you even could handle the weight of the clothes, weapons, and books that you had shoved in that bag of yours.

So, instead, you nod gratefully, following John into the motel and already knowing he was going to keep you there this whole hunt, resigning yourself to research in the light of the injuries you were still healing from, “Thanks.”

“Don’t mention it.”

FFXV Scenarios - Ignis/Retainer!Reader (pt. ii) 

i / ii /

Bumpy road trip is finally a go, folks! Seeing how big of an idea this is to me, there is definitely going to be a couple more parts to this and maybe even a drabble or two in the future?? We’ll see how it goes  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

These points cover Chapters 1-6 of the game so if you don’t want to spoil yourself too much just remember to keep that in mind while you read this.

For now, please enjoy!

  • All is well for the first few hours, you’re smushed between Gladio and Noctis in the back while Ignis and Prompto are in the front. 

    “Nice driving, Prompto! Keep up the good work!” 
    “Awww thanks (Y/N) you’re too ki- what’s that sound??”
  • You don’t want to say that Ignis is giving you a look but he’s giving you the look for your impeccable timing and you’re pushing the car along with the others. Gladio asks why you aren’t in the driver’s seat, keeping the car in line and you reply that it’s better if Ignis does it. Who knows what else could happen with both you and Prompto in this magical trip. 
  • You’re trying your best not to get distracted by the sights around because this is probably the first or third time you’ve been out of Insomnia, and there’s just so many great landscapes that you want to take in and maybe take pictures of with your phone. You’re very tempted to let the others do the heavy pushing, but you know that Prompto and Noctis are probably thinking of letting Gladio do it himself so you push through it. 
  • “Why does your family have black as its official color. I’m dying in my fatigues here.” 
    “Don’t ask me, ask my ancestors.”
    “Fuck your ancestors for wanting to be edgy, but thank the Six that they have you and your dad.”

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anonymous asked:

Last time I checked the NHL rule book goals scored against the third string goalie still count (also we won a Stanley Cup with the third string goalie so...)

;ksdmnfkl;sdfj; did you just try to compare Zane Mcintyre to matt murray!!!! LMAO like bruh my team is the one getting slaughtered why do you feel so insecure you need to come to me about it. like just leave bruins fans alone and keep to yourself.

Dancing Might not be Such a Good Idea Here

You hum a simple tune as you wait out in the street.  Boss and Red are out and you figure it would probably be better for you to just wait outside then invite yourself in.  The air is so cold and standing still is not helping you stay warm at all.  The only thing you are grateful for is that for once the streets are clear of snow.  You continue humming, pulling your jacket tighter around you, the simple tune morphing into one of your favorite songs.  Without thinking you start swaying to the beat.  You look up and down the street searching for Red or Boss, but all you can see is the usual creeps loitering on the sidewalks.  You continue humming as you think of what seems like an amazing way to both keep yourself warm and busy while you wait for your friends.

    You shed your jacket leaving it on the front steps as you walk closer to the center of the street.  You stop humming, opting instead to simply replay the music in your head.  You close your eyes, after checking that you wouldn’t trip on anything first, and let the memory of the music move your body.  The movements start out small and controlled, getting grander and more confident as you progress through the song.  Although, they never lost their control.  You twirl and sway, your feet crossing and sliding, moving to the beat in your mind, at one point you find yourself in the splits.  Luckily, the next second you are on your feet again.

It feels amazing to just do what to want, with no restrictions or boundaries, until the song ends and your movements still.  You open your eyes and look around you, you had been opening your eyes during your dance but that was simply to keep yourself orientated.  This was the first time you could notice the small crowd that had formed around you.  One look at them and you knew their intentions were not to praise you, but they do want something.  Another thing that one look told you is how to deal with them.
“Howdy fellas,”  you smile wide and clasp your hands behind your back, “Whach ya doin out here?”  The leader of the group leers at you and you immediately regret the choice of your  cutesy act.  But your pride wouldn’t let you back out now.  Besides you can still make this work.

“We could ask you the same thing, Sweetcheeks,” you resist the urge to gag at the nickname.  “But I think we could skip the small talk and get right to the good stuff.  What’d ya say?”  With that he grabs your arm and you have to force your smile to stay in place and your eyes to keep contact with his.  You are a little confused about why they want you off the main street.  This is not the kind of place where people help others in trouble.

“The good stuff?  What would that be?”  You might be going a little overboard with the act but you were starting to have a little fun with it.

“Come with us and we can show you.” The leader yanks on your arm and you force yourself to move before he notices you resisting.  You might have moved too fast because you stumble, the leader’s grip on your arm is the only thing keeping you up.  You follow them until they move to turn into an alley.  Your heels dig into the ground for one reason and one reason only.  If you keep going you won’t be able to see when Boss and Red get home.  “Hurry up you little bitch.”

“No,” it’s simple and gives them a chance to leave.

“What the fuck did you just say to me bitch?” The leader bent down slightly to get right in your face.  He really doesn’t understand the position he’s putting himself in.

“I said no, now let go of me.”  You strip your voice of every emotion leaving, nothing, it’s monotone now.  It is a complete contrast to the cutesy voice you had earlier, your face too has lost all emotion.

You almost wish you could say that the slap surprised you but in all honesty you saw it coming and you could have easily dodged it.  But it was something so that when everything was all over you could say, ‘he started it.’  The strength of it however did surprise you sending you to the ground when he let you go.  Maybe you should have checked them first, too late now.  You pull out his soul from your position on the floor initiating the fight.  Before he can react you send a wave of magic at the leader.  
It hits him dead on.

Sadly it does not take him long to recover and send back his own attack.  You can see him send the attack out but you can’t see the actual attack.  You move simply on reflex, jumping up and stepping to the left.  The only way you even realize his turn is over is because of the frustrated look on his face, apparently he missed.  You don’t think on it for too long before sending a quick succession of attacks.  They all hit their mark, and you began to wonder how this guy is still alive let alone in charge of others.
While your turn is still technically active you check his stats ‘Attack 23, Defense 12, Magic is clear.’  Well that’s interesting, his Hp was also very interesting 3/35.  You brace yourself for his next attack.

But it never came.  

Instead your soul retreats into your chest and you see your opponents do the same.

He spared you.

You look up at him very confused, he doesn’t even have the decency to look at you.  You look at his two henchmen and notice they are looking in the same direction, behind you.  They are ignoring you.  You can take a lot.  You can take: being talked down to, getting in trouble for things you didn’t do, and even losing a fight.  But one thing you can’t take is being ignored.  

You lunge at the leader and grab the back of his neck pulling him down to meet your knee.  Your knee quickly rises up to meet him.  When it makes contact with the center of his chest you hear a loud, satisfying crack.  He coughs, and doubles over landing on his knees.  

You see the crony on the right make a move, without skipping a beat you step out in front of him with your left foot and bring your right up and around to connect with his head.  Once you follow through you notice he is still on his feet, you plant your right foot in the cement and spin yourself moving your left foot up in order to connect your foot with his face once again.  This time he goes down and goes down hard.  Falling like a tree, you have to resist calling out timber as he crashes to the ground.

Once the first two are down you remember there’s another lacky, they haven’t made a move the whole time.  You turn your head towards them vaguely realizing it must look really creepy.  They are frozen to the spot staring at you, otherwise they looked completely harmless.  You decide to give them a chance to run.

“Boo.”  You don’t say it particularly loud but the noise still manages to make the creep jump and run off.

You stand there for a few seconds afterwards realizing how cold you are and how stupid that was.  When monsters fight and they draw each other’s soul out it helps to ensure a fair fight.  One on one, a turn for a turn, minimal ways to cheat.  But if monsters fight like humans.  Well then it’s a free for all, and they never end well.  You hug yourself as you watch the two remaining thugs pick themselves up and scramble away.

You move to turn back to your friends house when you feel a jacket being placed over your shoulders. You grab the edges of the jacket, pulling it tighter around you before turning around.  Boss and Red were both standing behind you.  You wonder how much of the fight they actually saw or if Boss would be angry because you fought dirty?  

Your questions grind to a halt when it clicks.  Why the thugs had wanted to get you away from the main street earlier.  They had known that Boss and Red had a soft spot for you and were afraid of what would happen if they got home and saw someone messing with their ‘friend’.  If only they had known, you suppose it wouldn’t of helped them much.  
“Come one kid, let’s get inside before you freeze,” Red snapped you out of your daze when he gave you a slight shove towards the house.

Boss was already walking to the house when you started moving but before he turned you thought you had seen him smiling.  You figure this was as good a start as any to your night with your two favorite people.

On the other hand being THIS actively an asshole to your friend’s friend is definitely not cool.

Like… I get it. I’ve been there, jealousy is not something unknown to me, but still.

A bit too pander-y there Disney.

Marco, just tell Star.

Don’t keep this to yourself.

I’m… getting some….

I don’t really know how to explain it, I feel like part of this feels…. a bit too marketed?

Like…. I like it and all but some of the lingo they use and the music and the movements feel like it’s a bit pandering to what kids think is cool.

Which isn’t bad at all, I’m just… used to SU and OTGW where every single interaction and dialogue piece feels real, like… people actually talking to each other and it feels more real I guess?

Again, not shit talking the show, I enjoy it so far. And I’ve been told it gets a lot better,

On the other hand, I can’t believe Marco is fucking dead.

Oh come on Star, you HAVE to know if you’re as good a friend to her as you think.

Oh thank god.

At least we’re not going down THAT plotline.

anonymous asked:

Tips to stop cravings and avoid eating when I'm not hungry?

The most important thing is to distract yourself somehow. Do something you really enjoy. And always keep your goal in mind just remember if you’re binging now you will be further away from your goal weight and that’s not what you want. And if you don’t binge today you’ll be proud of yourself the next day.

anonymous asked:

Also, ugly is an opinion? Maybe they don't like a face. That's fine. I think your face is great. That's fine too. These are opinions and not absolutes and that's great. Other anon is clearly baffled that they are not the be all end all. Maybe they'll learn one day to keep that shit quiet and not be a dickwad.

For real? Like, think I’m pretty? That’s cool, let’s be friends. Think I’m ugly? That’s cool, just keep it to yourself because frankly, I don’t give a flying freak because all that matters is how I see myself ??


Sanada Yukimura
You’re someone whose existence I can’t do without. When we met I didn’t even try to think that we’ll become like this, but… now I can’t imagine a future without you.
……I simply adore you that much. Thank you for being by my side this far. From now on too, I swear to protect you so you can always be smiling by my side.

Kirigakure Saizo
Hmm, so it has lasted for two years. You too, little lady, isn’t it enough? Haven’t you came to being sick of sticking to me already by now?
……I’m joking. I get it, you know, if it’s only about what you’re thinking. Well, it shows in your face though.
……Besides, even if you try to be apart from me, it’s an impossible thing to do, isn’t it? You should just behave yourself and let me keep my hold on you forever, okay?

softspoken-bxy  asked:

[[how would you deal with gender dysphoria,,? i've kept in mind what Zen told me about this all, but.. it still makes me feel invalid when my parents deadname and misgender me on purpose. despite feeling invalid, i still know i'm a boy, i really really am... but they just won't accept it. i kinda want to cut the upper half of my body off myself, but that probably isn't a good idea haha.;;]]

That’s not something I’ve experienced, so I can’t give any specific advice, unfortunately. Just keep reminding yourself of who you really are. Your identity is real, even if your parents refuse to accept that. Don’t hurt yourself, okay Hayden?