let's hope i get better

brain: don’t get your hopes up about nominations tuesday
me: if bandstand doesn’t at least get choreo, best actress, lighting design, and orchestration nominations i’ll burn the american theatre wing down


cloti moments i’m excited to see in the remake 2/?

I’m okay with never being fully over you. I like the way your voice sounds in my head. I kind of like when my skin gets hot when you look at me. I love when I look at you and think about all of the memories you gave to me. I like the sparks of hope that burn holes in my heart that one day you’ll dry all of these tears you’ve made me cry. And if you don’t, well then that’s okay too… That’s okay too.
—  I have faith

Sam Heughan & Caitriona Balfe attend the 41st Annual People’s Choice Awards at Nokia Theatre L.A. on January 7, 2015.

anonymous asked:

blood covered aaron was so strong back in them days. i miss him like that. i love crying soft aaron, but i want him strong too. i love robron with my whole heart, but being with robert has chipped away at those aspects of aaron. in some ways im glad because even though he is more vulnerable he is also more open, less guarded. but in others. i miss tough aaron.

Hi anon,

I see what you mean but I kinda disagree here, yes being with Robert changed him a way but isn’t it what being in a relationships is supposed to do?

2014!Aaron was still a cheeky young lad, 2017!Aaron is the same Aaron but more mature, he has a husband, he is Liv’s guardian, he went through some pretty tough times but came out of it stronger even though it took it’s toll emotionally. He makes mistakes but tries to learn and grow from it by taking responsibilities for his actions.

Being in a relationship with Robert helped that, it grounded him, like you said is more open, less guarded. It’s like something shifted in him, because he isn’t alone anymore.

He is still the same strong Aaron (crying doesn’t make him less strong) but more responsible and open about his feelings. And I’m sure that if a member of his family or himself was being bullied or threatened, tough Aaron will be back in 0.5s because he is still there, he is just better at choosing his battles that’s all ;) xx

episode 500

(properly tagged anti-s*kura, anti-ss, anti-NH, anti-h*nata under the cut)

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The I-Thought-You-Were-Asleep Whump Prompts

“You know, even though your hair is plastered to your forehead and you’re a snotty mess, you’ve never looked lovelier.”

“I love you, and even at your worst, I can’t help but still love you.”

“You could never be a burden, [name], when all I’ve wanted to do is care for you.”

“I wonder why you never look so peaceful when you’re awake. Worry lines have never suited you.”

“When you get better, I hope you’ll let me be a part of it.”

“I don’t get it. You’re cute even when you’re sick. Adorable even.”

“Even now, I want to kiss you.”

“Please get better soon. I can’t stand to see you this way.”

skystar720  asked:

Hajimama, I'm falling into depression and I really don't want to but everything is piling up. I just want someone to listen, instead of trying to come up with solutions. It's just getting so tiring, keeping up this act that I'm happy and convincing people I'm okay when I'm not. And I wish I could be okay, but, once again, I am not. Sorry if this is annoying, someone showing up and taking about something so trivial. Hope you have a good day, mama.

No, no, don’t worry. You can always come to my inbox when it’s open and just let it out! I can totally understand that feeling though. I hope you get better soon! I love you! 

If monbebes turn rude and disgrace the fandom I’m leaving like if newer monbebes try to give us a bad name try to tell them to chill monbebe to monebebe

anonymous asked:

can i intrude a little and ask what you're studying (and where if you feel like saying) i'm in year 12 and decisions are a com'n my way

i just recently started a graphic design course!!

Day 3: Let me clean your wounds.

(can be seen as a continuation to this)

Everything was spinning, at least that’s what it felt like when he woke up. Lea just lay there, waiting for his world to calm down again. He made it, didn’t he? He had seen Isa’s heart … Isa.

Ignoring his dizziness, he opened his eyes and looked up. Isa lay barely an arm’s length away from him. Still … … unconscious. At least, that’s what he hoped it was.

In a sudden panic, he got to his knees and grabbed his shoulders. “Isa!”, he called out his name, shaking him at the same time.

It felt like an eternity before Isa opened his eyes. There was no trace of yellow left in them. Only the greenish blue he remembered from so long ago. Lea felt himself breaking into a smile. All the tension and anxiousness that had kept him on edge this whole time simply fell away from him.
He really made it.

His relief didn’t last long once Isa reached out to him and … shoved him away. His voice sounded hoarse and weak and he didn’t look him in the eye. “Don’t touch me,” he said. Lea felt his heart clench.

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Knee Socks|Chapter One Pt. 2

Content: Teacher!Au, swearing, smut | 16+ | Word Count: 2.5k


Originally posted by sweaterpawsjimin

“There’s a charm about the forbidden that makes it unspeakably desirable”

                                                     —Mark Twain

After he said that, all I could do was leave the room with my reddened cheeks. What was he thinking when he said that? I ran into my locker to see how bad my face was looking and just in the moment, Sunny appeared by my side.

“Excuse me but you are as red as a tomato. What happened?”

“Ah! N-Nothing happened I was just with Mr. Park and he commented about my project, just that” I said trying to hide my nervousness behind my words, not working very well.

“Are you sure he just commented about your script?” She shot a teasing glare at me instantly receiving a slap on the arm.

“Of course he did that! What more he c-could do?”

Then she mouthed an “okay” and went out of my way so I could breathe normally. I checked myself one more time on my locker’s mirror and the color of my face was getting normal but nothing changed the heat that hosted my body. This feeling grew bigger when I saw Mr. Park left the classroom, what made me run down the hall to the entrance of the school taking my way home. I know that I shouldn’t be freaking out about the things he said to me but I was, exactly because I never received a comment like that especially from a teacher. I entered home and as always I was alone, my parents always went to work in this time just leaving me with my puppy.

“Hi Mochi, I missed you too” I hugged my only true friend, “You don’t imagine what happened today”

Two Weeks After

Everything still the same at school, except for the… Literature class. Mr. Park has been acting strange around me and for strange all I can say is flirtatious, he always gave me compliments at the school hall and even in the classroom. Asked if I could stay after class to help him with some homework projects and when we did that I could saw him looking at me almost like a paper that he needed to evaluate. In the classroom, when we were doing our tasks, he would always stop right beside my desk and run his hands on my forearm with his usual smile.

After two weeks I was going crazy with that teacher. He didn’t leave me alone and my grades were slowly going down to the point my mother asked what was happening in school. So arranging all the courage I could before the class started, I went to his office. The last thing I wanted was to be reproved in his subject so I go for it. Of course, never letting go my education I knocked on the door before entering.

And he was there, with his wide grin plastered on his face. The angelic Mr. Park that I thought have met was now turning into the devilish one. He greeted me but I didn’t even opened my mouth for this part and closing the door I took a calm breath before walking furiously to his desk and slamming my hands over it, what made he jump in his chair.

“Good morning, sweet professor,” I said ironically, “What are you thinking you are doing with me?”

He let out a loud chuckle and got up from his seat, coming to my side and leaning on the desk, “Me? I’m doing exactly nothing. Or aren’t you used to receiving compliments?”

“Of course I’m used to that, but not from you. Mr. Park, do I need to tell you what are you to me?” I just wanted to finish this talk already because being just me and him in this room could turn things really bad to me and I didn’t even felt ashamed when I thought about that.

“Why are your cheeks so red? But tell me Mrs. (Y/S), What am I to you?” I saw his body leaning closer to mine and an uncontrollable heat takes lead on my body.

“You are my teacher,” I said with a thoughtful voice.

“Say that again babygirl” He leaned closer and I felt his hands wrapping around my waist and pressing me against the desk so now I couldn’t scape his touch. Actually, I couldn’t even manage to look at his face.

“What are you doing?! If someone opens that… Y-YOU ARE MY TEACHER!”

I felt his hands traveling the side of my body until they stopped at my thighs and gripping them he made me sit on his desk guiding himself to the middle of my legs. He didn’t move his hands from the place he was holding and leaning his body onto mine he gave me a peck on the cheek. I was letting he do this not because I didn’t have the strength to push him and run to the door. I was letting him because I liked everything he was making. The compliments, looks and the hard grip on my thighs.

“Don’t you think the forbidden is more desirable?” He was so close that for a moment I thought he was going to kiss me. I felt his plump lips pressing onto my neck wishing he could do more but those soft kisses were the last contact we had before the bell rang, “I think you are late for class Mrs.” He said that as he kissed the corner of my mouth and let go off of my legs.

Before opening the door I looked back and saw him sitting in his chair, reading some papers with his round glasses at the tip of his nose, he lifted his head and sent me a wink. I didn’t smile though, if I let him do what he wants I’ll be in trouble. I almost flew to my first period and for some luck, the teacher wasn’t there yet, but Sunny was. That is, I would be questioned anyway.

“Where were you?! And what happened to your face? It’s red again!” I made a signal to her to shut her mouth because everyone looked at us at that point.

“Nothing happened Sunny!”

In reality, a lot happened. Well, at least I considerate that a lot and couldn’t risk telling my friend about all of this. It wasn’t that I didn’t trust her but if I tell this to Sunny, she will be just one more person to keep secret from the others. I can’t even imagine if my mom finds out something about this, she would ground me to death and make sure that Mr. Park would go to jail because this possibility exists. Although, I know that I’m overreacting and he’ll stop doing these things for sure.

Sunny told me that almost all the girl from my class hated me because of the attention I was getting from the teacher. Funny how they totally forget about the existence of Jeon Jungkook when he started to manage the Literature class. She told me even she found him attractive but not someone who would like to risk her school life by getting near the new teacher.

The last period was his. He entered the class and while my classmates were fighting to take the desks to sit next to him I moved my things to the furthest place in the room.  Even when I tried to hide on the back I saw him walking in my direction with a serious face, just because he couldn’t hit on me at the classroom, after he gave wrote the lesson on the chalkboard. But instead of touching me he just threw a piece of paper on my desk and went back to the front of the class.

Oh, now he will keep things mysterious as maybe he didn’t like what how I acted earlier in that day.

I decided to open the letter and read his beautiful calligraphy.

I think you are in trouble. I noticed the principal about your grades in my subject exactly after you let my office and I hope your situation gets better, Mrs. He called your mother she’s waiting for you in his room to have a talk and take the right choices. In the next period they’ll be waiting you in the principal’s office.

I just want your wellbeing.

~Mr. Park 

I literally felt my blood boil. I just don’t know what did I have in my mind when out of nowhere I threw the paper at his back. In that moment, when he turned to me with a cold expression I knew that I was screwed more than ever. He picked up the paper from the ground and kept with him — not wanting to risk throwing away, someone could read it — and sighed loudly for everyone to hear.

I was hating him and everything he was doing.

“Mrs. (Y/S), how can you explain what you did? Throwing a piece of paper on my back?”

“I’m sorry, sir” I saw him shiver when that word left my mouth.

“You are going to pay your apologies after the class ends, cleaning the bathrooms” What? Was he going out of his head? Of course, he had to be overreacting because no one should clean the bathrooms because of that. He wanted to get his revenge on me for sure but why did he have to do it in front of the whole class.


“Excuse me Mr. Kim, have you called me?” I entered the principal’s office glad to notice that my mom wasn’t there anymore. Sadly she’ll be at home in the night.

“Good Morning (Y/N), please enter” The principal always called the students by their first names so they could feel more comfortable around him, “Your mom had to leave because of a problem on the job”

He guided me to take a sit in front of his desk while picking up some papers and checking my school’s schedule. Why was he looking at that? I didn’t do any extra classes.

“Well, Mr. Park noticed me about your situation on his subject and I’m impressed, young lady. You were one of the first positioned students in Literature and your grades took a really different road now. Your mom didn’t stay satisfied and said that you needed to study more but, I know that’s not the true reason for this failure. If anything is happening at home or even at school you have to tell me alright?”

“Nothing’s happening Mr. Kim” He nodded as I told him that. Obviously, the truth couldn’t be told.

“Right. So I have one mo—” He was interrupted by the sound of the door opening, I couldn’t see who it was since I was sat backward to it, “Oh Mr. Park! Thank you for receiving my call, take a seat please”

“Excuse me, good morning Mrs. (Y/S)” He sat next to me seeming to be really comfortable with all of that.

“As I was saying to our student Mr. Park, she needs to get better at your subject and by that I mean she needs to put extra classes on her schedule”

Oh, my God. Please don’t say what I’m thinking. I could see the satisfaction grin forming on the man by my side. His tongue darting out to lick his upper lip, the same lips that marked my neck with soft kisses. He wanted to play with me and I’m going to join his game. I slowly lowered my body on the chair, making my skirt rise a little and getting him a view of my lace knee socks that were tight around my thighs.

“I suggested to (Y/N)’s some teachers that work exactly with this kind of classes but she insisted that if possible Mr. Park should give this lessons. Are you alright with that teacher?”

Thank you so much, mom. I felt his gaze run down my legs and he shifted on the place clearing his throat. I never did something like this and now, in the principal’s office, I was doing without one bit of a shame. I decided to tease him even more by taking one of my shoes off and starting to move my foot up and down his leg. I did all of that while sitting in that chair and putting my elbows on the desk.

“T-That’s no problem for me, Mr. Kim. I always stay at least one hour after my period on the library, organizing my lessons. Can we manage that Mrs. (Y/S)?” Mr. Park was at his edge when he held my thigh stopping it from moving. He pressed his fingers on it trying to relieve the tension he was feeling.

“Well, if you say so,” I said taking his hand away. I’m not going to give him this pleasure.

“Okay then, this is your new schedule. You can go to accomplish your detention now and just to let you know that I’m really disappointed with your behavior towards Mr. Park”


This is ridiculous.

I did nothing wrong and still, Mr. Park sent me to detention and now I’m here cleaning the boy bathroom’s floor. The place was one hell of a vision, there was no doubt that it was pee in the walls and the smell was terrible. I got down on my knees and started to rub the floor. What kind of girl have I turned into? As a frustration feeling was taking back at my mind I let down some flustered tears strip down your face.

“A princess shouldn’t cry like this. This makes them look so naive although you are far from that right?”

I turned just to see Mr. Park standing at the door frame. He moved in and locked the bathroom.

“What are you doing in here?” I asked while standing on my feet and cleaning my tears probably looking awful with my clothes covered in dirty.

“Just checking on my student, can’t I?” He came closer and grabbed my waist holding me onto his chest, “Don’t cry anymore. I’m sorry about this”

“You did this on purpose, didn’t you?” I said pushing him away but just winning his body pressing against mine on the sink counter. 

“Don’t get at me like that, you are so lucky that I won’t punish you today” He let go off of your waist and kissed your cheek, “Goodbye (Y/N)”

I was really pissed at him but I couldn’t deny the heat forming between your thighs.