look at all these lost potential

VIRGO: So, you’re finally figuring out where the pieces of your life are supposed to fit together and ‘relief’ is a bit of an understatement. There was a time in which your existence felt a lot like trying to finish a puzzle while blindfolded: all of the parts within reach yet, still so far away. But you kept going and you found yourself again and I hope that you’re proud. I hope that when you go to sleep at night you feel comfortable with your decisions and all of the things you’ve been strong enough to overcome. I can’t promise that you won’t find yourself faced with broken things in need of fixing again, but I can promise that you’ll be able to put it back together. You always do.

LIBRA: It seems like every time you leave the house nowadays you brace yourself for impact, which is another way of saying that you’ve had to abandon being soft in order to survive. You’ve had to use your voice to ask for things that your earlier self would’ve shoved under the carpet. And while that’s definitely something to be proud of, the strength you’ve found within yourself, don’t let that close you off to all of the joy that accompanies being kind and open. It’s possible to stand your ground with open palms; asking for what you deserve and embracing the gentler aspects of life aren’t mutually exclusive. They never will be unless you let them.

SCORPIO: I know that it’s hard to refrain from comparing yourself to every person you meet, but you have to remember that not everybody has had the same background as you. Not everybody understands the feeling that comes with being told you’re not good enough, or the feeling of realizing that the people you thought were friends had been bringing you so far down that your back was flat against the floor. You haven’t fallen behind or lost your way just because you’ve had to take a few detours in order to find yourself. You’re trying your best, and your best is more than good enough. Someday you’ll be grateful that you kept on fighting.

SAGITTARIUS: Recently you felt the spark that can only ever mean something is beginning; it’s unfortunate that sometimes this also indicates that another thing is ending. And while that’s typically sad, an event you’re bound to mourn, every closed door is an opportunity to turn yourself around and have an experience that you wouldn’t normally. Eras will end as you continue to grow into yourself, and that doesn’t mean that they’re THE end. Be self-aware and work some more on loving yourself as you embrace these fresh starts and their accompanying lifestyle changes; there’s nothing shameful about being a fan of yourself.

CAPRICORN: One of the hardest things you’ll ever have to learn is that sometimes people leave and there isn’t a reason or a motive behind it, they just go. And that doesn’t mean that you did anything to instigate this, or that you push where others pull; it just means that because of whatever external reason, something wasn’t quite right. There’s no reason to make lists of all the people that you feel you’ve driven away when there are others beside you that are supportive, wanting only to shower you in the affection that you dole out so generously. The way that your peers choose to exit your life is always going to be a choice that they make themselves. You are not a burden.

AQUARIUS: You don’t have to treat every beautiful thing that waltzes into your path as if it’s temporary, bound to disappear as soon as you look away. I know that it’s hard to take good fortune with anything other than a grain of salt after everything you’ve lost, but perpetually being in a state of worry when you have no reason to be so is ridiculous. Your potential for happiness is so much greater than you’re allowing yourself to have. There aren’t limits or rules when it comes to the progress you make and the people you invite into your life. If you spend all of your time walking on eggshells, you’ll never able to leave your mark. Be bold. Be genuine.

PISCES: You’ve been taking happy vibes to the next level lately and that’s nothing to be ashamed of. I know occasionally you start thinking that maybe you don’t deserve to be feeling this light, or that there are more pressing aspects of your life that you should be devoting your attention to, but what you’re doing right now is more than okay. It’s encouraged, in fact. Try not to hold yourself to a higher standard than you would hold the people that you love to. The perfectionist that shows up within you very once in awhile to make unnecessary comments about your progress isn’t the boss of you, you’re the boss of it. Allow yourself to be happy without any strings attached.

ARIES: It always takes time to adjust to a situation that you’ve never been in before, especially when you’re doing it all by yourself. Don’t forget that you’ve seen and conquered cities much bigger than this one. I know that everything in you wants to make a snap judgement regarding whether or not you like the direction you’re walking in, but try to refrain from doing so too soon as it could change your perception of an otherwise lovely experience. Give this road a chance before re-routing and switching courses altogether. Listen to your gut, you know more than anybody else what will benefit you most in the long run.

TAURUS: Are your days really blurring together, or are you so afraid of feeling something new that you’re hiding behind the safety of monotony? Sure, you’re stuck in more than a couple of ways, nobody’s denying that you’ve faced more than your share of quicksand. But something you should consider is how your actions play into that. I think there’s a sort of comfort in being stationary, as you know exactly what to expect, but I also think that you deserve a better quality of life than you’re currently getting and some of the responsibility for changing that rests on your shoulders. Try something new this month and see what happens next.

GEMINI: The heat of summer has peaked and descended and you’re finally able to leave the house without getting burned. This means that it’s time to refamiliarize yourself with your surroundings, because in the midst of life and all its trials I think you’ve forgotten about what’s in front of you. Examining the ground that your feet touch day after day, with eyes that are wise and observant and actually looking, can lead to revelations about yourself. I know that you’ve felt the holes in your life as of late and you’ve been looking for something to fill them, and the materials to do this are closer than you think. You might already be holding them.

CANCER: It’s really easy to overthink your choices when you’ve become accustomed to exposing the soft parts of yourself only to be handled roughly and without the right amount of care. And yet despite your history of hurt you’re still choosing to try again, which says a lot more about you than other people’s actions ever could. Nobody is going to hate you for laying bare your heart and soul, and if they do then that means they don’t deserve to see it anyways. You are allowed to feel proud of your accomplishments and you’re allowed to be vocal about it. Don’t be hesitant with self praise and accepting it from others. Everyone’s rooting for you.

LEO: Your environment lately has been hectic, to say the least, and that’s starting to take a toll on you more than you can probably see. I know that it feels as though you don’t have time to take a break, and that in order to cross-off every task on your never-ending to-do list you need to constantly be on the run, but that’s just your anxiety talking. While time is a constant wave that we’re all riding, that doesn’t mean you can’t lay back and enjoy the view as you float. Caring for yourself will never be detrimental to your progress, as the health of your mind and body are crucial when it comes to success. Give yourself a break for not being a superhero.

anonymous asked:

BODY 👏 SWAP 👏 TROPE 👏 Hcs for members switching bodies with another member for a day what would they do 👻 You can pick who switches with who ~ love you 💕

i am loving this freaky friday shit

Yoosung in Jumin’s body

  • suddenly sleep deprived gamer boy has to play head of a massive corporation for the day?
  • he hates it
  • FIRST OF ALL, he cant understand anything anyone is saying
  • he cant even enjoy all the luxury of being Jumin, he’s too busy answering confusing phone calls that he has to clumsily stutter his way through
  • “Mr. Han, did you look over the marketing teams newest proposal for re-branding products to better appeal to a wider range of potential clients?”
  • “um…yea it was good. sounds like a good idea”
  •  “excellent. when you have time today please email me with-”
  • “yea sure tell Jaehee and i’ll do it”
  • “Mr. Han, i think-”
  • he hangs up, and that happens a few times before he even gets to work
  • gets lost like three times looking for his own office
  • as soon as he sees Jaehee he runs up to her and hugs her
  • “Jaehee oh my god this has been the worst morning ever everyone talks like their 50 years old and i-”
  • “Mr. Han? i dont think this behavior is-”
  • he lets go and brushes himself off, clearing his throat
  • “ah..um..yes, of course. i’ll be in my office…..assistant Kang…”
  • tries to pull his office door open, discovering that its a push door
  • all day:

Zen in Jaehee’s body

  • first of all
  • he knew Jaehee was a fan but like….
  • not this big of a fan
  • he is both overwhelmed by how thankful he is to have so much support and…a little freaked out?
  • also, he thinks Jaehee is attractive but who are we kidding, when he looked in the mirror and saw not himself, he was pretty upset
  • also pretty disappointed in Jaehee’s fashion sense but thats another subject for another day
  • there is no way in hell Zen was gonna go play Jumin assistant all day, he would rather die probably
  • and Zen knows better than anyone just how desperately this poor girl needs a break
  • so he decides to have a little treat yo self day!
  • he goes shopping and drinks fancy starbucks coffee and even gets a massage
  • he even snags a few cute boys numbers
  • (which yknow….Jaehee doesnt really need….but anyway)
  • he isnt really giving Jaehee a day off by doing this
  • but at least the massage will leave her feeling good in the morning!!

Jaehee in Seven’s body

  • cleaning
  • just, so much cleaning
  • also leaving the house to buy groceries
  • then getting a violent reminder that Seven is a very busy person when his boss calls
  • he sounds so scary and keeps talking about a “hard deadline” and someone named “agent vanderwood”
  • isnt that Sevens maid or something….?
  • well, no one can work on an empty stomach. not even the defender of justice
  • when she returns, agent vanderwood is there but she doesnt know its him
  • probably goes all martial arts on him, thinking its an intruder
  • vanderwood is a trained agent so he fights back a bit before being like SEVEN WHatTHE FUCK WHY ARE YOU ATTACKING ME ILL LITERALLY TAZE YOU
  • “taze me? arent you here to clean?”
  • “just do your work, alright?”
  • “um…yea…of course….”
  • Jaehee has no idea whats going on but she knows how to make it sound like she’s doing shit
  • starts working on C&R projects at one point

Jumin in Zen’s body

  • first thing he does is wake up and chop his hair off
  • all that hair just gets in the way?? he hates it??
  • that will be a nice surprise for Zen the next day :)
  • he knows that Zen probably has rehearsal and stuff but he’s not an actor
  • and he has a more important job to do anyway at C&R 
  • uuuggHHHH why doesnt Zen own any NICE suits??!
  • spends Zen’s money on a 3 piece suit
  • much better :)
  • then he tried to go into work just, as Zen
  • so many people tried to stop and ask who he was but he just walked past them
  • theres no time to try and prove his identity, he has to start the work day
  • finally he gets to his floor, where Jaehee is working at her desk
  • “assisstant Kang, i will be working in Zen’s body today. please forward my massages”
  • but?? is that zen???
  • so upset because he has to reschedule all his meetings for that day
  • “i cant meet with the board looking like this”

707 in Yoosungs body

  • he has so much fun being Yoosung
  • hates Yoosung’s laptop so much
  • he misses his high performance laptop
  • finds a planner with Yoosungs class schedule in it
  • Yoosung doodles all over his planner, thats so cute
  • alright, he has to do everything he can with his one day back in college
  • upon entering his first class, he finds they’re taking an exam
  • its calc 2 so he aces it, of course
  • you’re so welcome, Yoosung
  • acts like a total smart ass all day
  • after classes he plays LOLOL for like 6 hours straight
  • Yoosung is literally so lucky to have me inside his body today
  • (lolololololololol)
  • also does all of Yoosungs homework for him
  • thinks to himself all day wow Seven, you’re such a saint


edit: i love you too
Who is Xiumin?

♡ Kim Minseok

♡ “Baozi”

♡ “Umin”

♡ Mom-friend who has better grades than a scientist

♡ He is really smart 

♡ Lots of knowledge

♡ He was going for his PhD when i can’t even pass my class

♡ He can do anything by working hard

♡ Coffee maniac

♡ The fact that his coffee tastes like heaven is the proof

I’m pretty sure he had coffee dates with chen

♡ Is the cutest

♡ Can kill you with his aegyo

♡ “Wolf aegyo version” by kim baozi

♡ seriously he’s so cute

Originally posted by oh-prankster

♡ He’s also the oldest

♡ *chokes*

♡ A 4-year-old trapped inside a 27-year-old’s body

♡ Went to a shinee concert with suho-also the oldest- and screamed while he was fanboying

♡ Needs to be protected 

♡ At all costs

♡ Wants to see little mermaid

♡ But is more beautiful than little mermaid

♡ He’s magnificent

♡ His eyes are important

♡ Only group member who doesn’t have double eyelid surgery

Originally posted by smol-bf

♡ He is truly handsome

♡ His photo shoots are art

♡ He was in top 15 when they listed most handsome korean idols

They all deserve to be n1

♡ Looks more like gd than gd

♡ jk jk

♡ He has his own unique colour

♡ Unfortunately,isn’t appreciated enough

♡ The “lost maknae”

♡ The “old maknae”

♡ He has the potential and the talent to be the maknae

All of them do tho

♡ But age matters only in korea

♡ He looks like a korean god

♡ Is a korean god indeed

Originally posted by xiu-love-min

♡ He’s smol in the group

♡ The “170cm line”

♡ Chen+xiumin+kyungsoo

♡ When they made fun of kyungsoo’s height he laughed his ass off

♡ Is married to chen after his first love luhan left him

♡ Luhan gets turned on and would buy anything if xiumin calls him “Lu-ge”

♡ Xiuhan was precious however

♡ Xiuchen is adorable

♡ Chen is like”his wife”

But we all know who’s the wife here

♡ Happy married couple

Originally posted by dayafterdae

♡ I seriously love their relationship

♡ They had a car date where Xiumin was driving

It was the biggest proof

♡ They also take part together in mvs most of the time

♡ —–>love me right

♡ Pls protect this couple at all costs

♡ “Kim bros”

♡ Suho+chen+xiumin+kai+lost brother sehun

♡ Is in a sub-unit along with chen and baekhyun

♡ Xiu pretends like he hates the beagle line

♡ but actually is a secret member of the beagle line

Originally posted by fychanxiu

♡ Has a love-hate relationship with baekhyun

♡ Will actually beat his ass

♡ also loves him a lot

their relationship is complicated

♡ The secret couple who fights all the time

♡ but actually love each other

Originally posted by jonginssoo

♡ A wise man once said “ do re mi fa sol la xiu min”

♡ Xiumin can dance really well  but

Originally posted by minseoxual

♡ U know what I mean

Don’t take drugs or hang out too much with baek

♡ He has the best voice ever

♡ calming and soothing

♡ Amazing smile

♡ Makes my heart flutter

♡ He looks good in any hair colour

♡ Dyed his hair blonde,green,pink,black,brunette and many more colours

♡ And was rocking each colour

♡ Was a cute baby

he is still our baby

♡ As well as being cute as fuck

♡ there’s a person called xiudaddy

♡ He is h0t

Everyone is a xiudaddy enthusiast indeed 

♡ His wink can kill anybody

He’s literally on fire

Originally posted by frezzepop


♡ He is either cute giggly aegyo king umin or fucking xiudaddy 

♡ There’s no in between

♡ He has abs of steel

♡ and face of a baby

♡ was criticised about his weight a lot when they debuted

I hate fucking haters

♡ So he lost weight

♡ We all miss our chubby xiumin

♡ Thank god Lay said

♡ “Weight isn’t a matter if you love someone”

♡ Is great with kids’

♡ Went to see his wife’s Chen’s look-a-like Da Eul and had fun with Eul’s sister

♡ Has a collab with AoA’s Jimin called “call me bae”

♡ Needs more collabs

♡ Was actually a quiet member but now he expresses himself more

Originally posted by dazzlingkai

♡ He is the perfect cute daddy husband material who needs more appreciation and recognition P R O T E C T  A N D  L O V E  H I M  P LS

at a bi-monthly “Robins ‘R Us” meeting

Dick: Imagine if someone handed you a box full of all the items you lost in your life.

Damian: Oh look, my childhood innocence. Thank you for finding it!

Jason: My will to live! I haven’t seen this in years!

Steph: Damn, knew I lost that potential somewhere!

Tim: Mental stability, my old friend!

Dick: Guys, could you lighten up a little?

asian kaz

Because I can, and because Kim Woo Bin’s still my #1 Kaz. 

  • The reason Kaz doesn’t directly go up in the ranks of the Dregs? He doesn’t look like the rest of the recruits. But Kaz uses this to his advantage; he pretends not to understand Kerch for a whole year before Per Haskell and his cronies find out. They’ve been speaking in Kerch so Kaz won’t understand them, but once he starts speaking fluently as any other Ketterdam boy, they feel a jolt of unease at the discovery of how Kaz overheard and understood every one of their conversations. 
  • The first time another boy tells him to go back to Shu Han, Kaz gets his gloves stained with blood for the first time. Since then, no one in the Dregs questions his genealogy. 
  • Word about the Shu Kerch boy with the devil’s blood spreads across Ketterdam. One day, Heleen Van Houden pays a visit to Per Haskell, offering Kaz a position at the Menagerie and promising a much more lavish and comfortable life than the streets, since he has an “exotic factor”. Kaz looks at her coldly, and then says, “I’d rather die on the streets than suffocate in the sheets with everyone pretending not to notice, like your Zemeni girl did the other day.”  
  • This memory pops up in his head when he sees Inej run her thumb over her Menagerie tattoo. 
  • Speaking of Inej, she’s the only one who doesn’t ask about his ambiguous ethnicity, like it isn’t important to her. He respects her greatly for that. 
  • Kaz sticks out as the only biracial gang leader in Ketterdam. Every new gang member wonders about this, but they all keep silent because they value their lives. Unbeknownst to them, Kaz doesn’t even know why he looks so much like the Shu, but he suspects he inherited from his mother, who’s been absent from his life since his birth. 
  • When the gang springs Matthias from Hellgate, Matthias has even more misgivings about Kaz, since he presumes that Kaz plans to give Bo Yul-Bayur back to the Shu. Kaz shuts down these thoughts with a simple brawl that leaves Matthias sprawled out on the floor.
  • Unlike Inej, Jesper asks about his Shu origins. Before he can stop himself, Kaz answers shortly: “My mother.” 
  • He can’t find himself to lie to Jesper about this, for some reason. But when Kaz sees an understanding gleam in Jesper’s eyes, he’s glad he didn’t lie. 
  • Kaz runs into a Shu servant girl when he attempts to break into a Council member’s house for the first time. She takes one look at him and just glides on by. To Kaz’s surprise, he soon realizes that the Shu servants and help that serve corrupt individuals will willingly pretend he’s not in their masters’/mistresses houses. Some even become his inside spies. 
  • After the chaos of Crooked Kingdom, the Shu in Ketterdam get accused of working with the Shu attackers that flew in and bombed the city in search for Grisha. Kaz steps in and acts as the voice of the Shu Kerch, confirming that none of the Shu knew about the attack and never planned something so drastic. 
  • Whenever the Shu come to Ketterdam for a crucial business venture post CK, Kaz acts as a mediator between the Kerch and Shu delegations. Everything goes four times faster because Kaz is a better businessman than any self-respecting merch on the two delegations.  
  • He doesn’t speak Shu at all. Kuwei tries to get him to speak it once, but fails miserably. Despite this, Kuwei and Kaz get along better than people think. When Kuwei comes back and joins in on a heist, he and Kaz pretend to be lost Shu boys who don’t speak Kerch. It works every time. 

anonymous asked:

please, I need analysis and meta about the lates official hide card

Hell yeah, I am here for this. I’ve been excited to talk about this since I saw it but I was in school so I haven’t had the opportunity until now.

So, the first thing I noticed is the change in clothing. He appears to be wearing CCG uniform. It seems to be the same design from the anime rather than what he wore in the manga, but I don’t think this makes much of a difference, it’s more of an interesting observation.

Just in case you’re not convinced:

So, obviously the scene in the anime where Hide wears this was meant to replace the scene in the sewers in chapter 136. And, of course, the only scene (or at least the most significant one) in the manga where Hide is shown wearing CCG uniform is in 136 (and the flashback to the sewers in :re 68.)

So, we can make the assumption that the card alludes to this scene.

And now, onto what everyone really wants to talk about; the pattern on his face.

If the obvious is correct and those patterns are there in place of the scars Hide retained from his encounter with Kaneki, then that means two things.

Firstly, just to pat myself on the back, my interpretation of what his scars look like seems to have been mostly accurate ( ▀ ͜͞ʖ▀)

Secondly, this is unfortunate news for our poor boy, but very good news for @glittery-meme-rabbit‘s 2nd OEK theory. Hide’s left eye seems to be much paler than the right, which could mean that he either lost the vision in his left eye, or he lost his entire left eye all together.

If you’ve read the theory, then you’ll remember that I mentioned the significance of a potentially missing or damaged left eye. Just to refresh your memory, out of the potential OEK duo, Kaneki would serve as the left eye since that is his ghoul eye and the one that is most emphasised. If Hide is missing his left eye, then that would mean he would only have his right eye remaining; a perfect match for Kaneki’s left. One right human eye and one left ghoul eye: the joining together of two species, as is the general aim of a One Eyed King, and this seems especially plausible if you consider that Hide is leading the resistance on the human side of things, while Kaneki was leading the ghoul side of the resistance already.

Regardless, I feel almost certain that these patterns foreshadow his scars; Ishida’s done this too many times before.

I don’t buy it - Jon isn’t “a northern fool”


I just don’t buy it. I still believe that Jon is playing Danielle (btw we are using this name so it won’t show up in the search, not as an insult), going “undercover” as he did with the wildlings, to ensure she helps against the white walkers. Want to know why? Keep reading, but I warn you this got … very, very, very long. 

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Sweet Tears Pt.3

Jungkook x Reader { Cat Hybrid/Dystopain Au! } (a)(f)(eventual smut) 

Warnings: Mature themes, Language, Abuse, Violence

Who could have known that taking home a hybrid would change ones whole life? How could y/n have guessed he would affect her so much? All she wants to do is help, but she doesn’t even know if he’ll let her.

Wordcount: 10k+

**Ah~ It’s finally here! Honestly, the next part will probably be up faster than this one was, so that’s good. Anyway, I hope you like this chapter, and you know i love feedback and hearing from you guys, so tell me how it was.



Previously: “It does involve me because he’s my hybrid. He may not have a collar yet, but he’s definitely not filth or unwanted. And he doesn’t want, or need, your help. Don’t come near him or I again, or so help me, you won’t be having “fun” anytime soon.” You spat the words out, turning around hand in hand with the hybrid who silently followed behind you.

After taking a few steps, you spun around and spoke one last time, making your presence and voice as dominant and intimidating as you could.

“And that whole talk of bitches and who could get the most, I don’t even wanna hear about it. I mean honestly, you’ve never had anybody come to you except when they’ve been in heat, and even then I bet they still aren’t begging you.” Smirking as you spoke your last comment, you turned around for the last time, making your way back to your apartment, leaving Jaebum and Jackson frozen in the middle of the hall, confused on what just happened.

You went down the hall to your apartment, mumbling in anger to yourself on the way.

“How could they do that to anyone?” Your voice would come out hushed and fast, the thoughts of your mind slipping through your lips with every passing second.

The way that they acted was horrible, and you knew that what you saw was just the surface. If they could say all of that in the hallway, a place where people could publicly see and hear them, you could only imagine what they were like behind closed doors. The tone of their voices and the position they put the hybrid in replayed over and over in your head. Each time the memory passed through your mind, you would feel sick. A wave of anger and disgust washing over you, building and building, with no end in sight.

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BTS reacting to you saying ‘I hate you’ during an argument.

Kim Namjoon:
He stared blankly at you for a while and just nodded at your words, smiling to cover up the pain your words have caused. He couldn’t believe how easily those words slipped from your lips and how easy it was for you to move on like nothing happened. 
His gaze met yours and he searched your eyes for a hint of grief and when he couldn’t find one, he said, 

“Of course you had to say it. Because it’s easier than admitting that, for once, you’ve been at fault.” 

Kim Seokjin:
His words were cut off by you yelling those words out in frustration and he looked at you in confusion, his chest tightening as your words repeated in his mind continuously. The reason for your argument seemed long forgotten as he worried about the meaning behind your words and apologized to you immediately. 

“I don’t know what I’ve said to cause you to react the way you did but, please never say such things ever again without knowing the consequences of it.” 

Min Yoongi:
As much as your tried to hold it in, the pain to be understood came out like an uproar from your throat in the form of a scream and Yoongi halted in his seat, staring blankly at the plate in front of him. You immediately wanted to apologize for not having your emotions under control and not thinking straight when his gaze met yours. His eyes were glistening with fire. 

“Say that again.” he commanded in a raspy voice, his eyes never leaving yours. You gulped, slowly taking your eyes off Yoongi, not being able to stand his intense stare any longer. “I didn’t mean to-” You started, your voice cracking in an attempt to find the right words but Yoongi cut you off by throwing his fork across the table and jumping up from his seat, the chair dropping to the floor behind him. He slammed his hand down on the table and looked at you with intensity, 

“Say it like you fucking mean it and I’ll be out this door but quit yelling empty words at me that have absolutely no meaning to you.”

Jung Hoseok: 
He couldn’t believe what just slipped out of your mouth so easily and felt quilty for being the reason for you to act the way you did.
He paused and looked at you in silence, looking for a hint of uncomfortableness in your saddened expression before pulling you into his arms and wrapping his arms around your waist. He gently caressed your back as he buried his face into the crook of your neck, a single tear rolling down his reddened cheek. 

“Let’s not fight anymore. No matter what has caused us to act like immature children and throw our love away so easily…I’m sure it’s not worth it.”

Park Jimin:
Your words cut deeper than a knive and Jimin needed a minute to sort his thoughts before releasing a silent giggle at your hurtful words, smiling at you to not make you aware of the pain your words have truly caused. He took a step closer, his mouth only a hairs-breadth away from your lips and his gaze met yours. 

“When did we manage to get so lost in the things that define us as the demons we are that we lost sight of the things that guide us?” 

Kim Taehyung:
He sat down on the bed next to you and let out a frustrated sigh, not daring to look at you to give you a chance to sort out your emotions. He didn’t believe that you actually meant the things you’ve said and he didn’t take them for granted. When he noticed a stray tear making its way down your face, he turned his face towards you and wiped it off with the sleeve of his sweater before smiling at you ever so gently.

“Let’s stop playing games. Let’s not say things that could potentially ruin the story we’ve written for ourselves.”

Jeon Jungkook:
His heartbeat quickened and his pupils widened by the ache your words caused inside his stomach. He looked at you with lost eyes, trying to understand the meaning behind your words. His chest tightened and he wanted to release all his emotions at once when the realization slowly hit him. When you noticed the anxiety on his face, guilt rushed through your body and you slowly pulled his shaking body into your arms.

“I’m sorry Jungkook. I wasn’t in control of my sences. I didn’t think straight. I shouldn’t have said the things I have.”

Hey I’m back! I’ve finally got a few days off college and will be more active on this blog whenever I have some spare time. Please bare with me, summer is almost here! 



Sliding across the kitchen tiles in her fluffy socks (and narrowly avoiding injury), she wiped down the black countertop with a damp cloth leaving a fresh citrus scent in its wake. Humming along to whatever 80s track that was playing over the sound system in Shawn’s dining area, she cleared the remnants of the cooking equipment from their dinner. Although he had pretty much just moved in, she had already made herself at home and despite his protests she always insisted on cleaning up. Besides, she practically lived there anyway.

And she didn’t mind cleaning up. Being an only child, she had never lived with a teenage guy before and was initially worried that when she visited, the once pristine apartment would look like a bomb had hit it - only going on what she had heard about teenage boys and cleanliness, of course. But she had to admit she was pleasantly surprised at how tidy Shawn kept his place. She supposed it had more to do with pride in having his own place rather than the interest to clean but either way, the condo was kept immaculate. There was rarely a moment she arrived and he wasn’t sweeping the hardwood floors. Something about it getting dusty, he insisted, though she just laughed and told him to put the damn brush away.

The final pot clanged as she placed it back in its respective drawer and she switched the stereo off with a satisfied sigh. Spotless. She furrowed her brow at the sound of the pounding bass continuing down the hall. Shawn had told her he was going to blow off some steam or something along the lines of that. She thought she really ought to start listening to him more rather than ushering him out of the kitchen so she could shamelessly sing without the presence of an actual vocalist. Truth be told, she was as tone deaf as they came.

Padding silently down along the hall that she knew Shawn would probably be feverishly sweeping later, she made out the song to be a Drake track accompanied by the rhythmic sound of punches hitting leather. As she grew closer, the door to his makeshift studio room was slightly ajar and she held onto the doorframe for dear life. Standing there in all his shirtless glory, she silently thanked whatever god that he had his back to her. Stance fixed and posture poised, he threw punch after punch at bag whose chains shook with each hit. He was slick with sweat and all her attention was fixated on the way his back muscles flexed and contracted with each jab. A limp curl hung down on his forehead while the rest at the back of his head were plastered to his neck with perspiration. His grey sweatpants hung low on his waist and she found it hard to concentrate when he let out the occasional low grunt as he threw a punch.

She knew he had taken up boxing as a way to keep fit while he was on tour and couldn’t make it to the gym. The thought of that alone was enough to let her mind run rampant. But experiencing the sight in person? Well, that was a whole other level of explicit thoughts and right now, her mind needed a big ‘Parental Advisory: Explicit Content’ sticker stuck to it.

Biting her lip with too much vigour, she inwardly prayed that her knees wouldn’t give out. The sound of someone collapsing in the doorway was sure to put a pause to his boxing session and she’d be damned if she was the one to stop him. It almost felt wrong watching him. Although he is her boyfriend, she still felt like she was trespassing - watching something that she shouldn’t. Her phone suddenly felt very heavy in her back pocket as the urge to record the unlawful sight in front of her welled up inside her. She wanted to capture the moment, project it on cinema screens, tattoo it on her body. Woah girl, reel it in she thought to herself, chastising her imagination for taking the scenario and running away with it.

“I told you not to box without gloves, didn’t I?” she said as the song ended. Her voice was a surprise to her own ears - it sounded controlled and not at all flustered as she had expected.

Whatever ounce of rationality she had mustered up before was completely and utterly demolished when her Greek God of a boyfriend turned around to face her - all glistening abs and taut pectoral muscles. The way his lips parted slightly as he panted and the innocent look in his eyes was enough to make her crumble into a heap of ashes. The early signs of stubble were visible above his lip and on his chin and although she wasn’t usually a fan of facial hair, she stifled a groan in her throat. What the hell was this kid doing to her? A smug smile spread across his face as he moved across the room to turn off the speaker and she dared her legs to hold her weight as she walked - or rather wobbled - towards him.

“Guess I should’ve listened, huh?” he replied with a sheepish grin as he looked from his knuckles back up to her face. She noticed the cuts dotted along his knuckles and the purplish hue of the bruised already forming underneath. He could only chuckle as she sighed and quirked a brow at him, his own way of saying ‘I’m fine, really’.

“The blood trickling down your hand says otherwise” she countered, taking one of his large hands in her own. Brushing a finger across his lower knuckles that escaped relatively unscathed, she shot him another look. But it was hard to even pretend to be mad at him when he was gazing down at her, his warm brown eyes alight with mischief.

“Sorry, mom” he said apologetically with a boyish grin, earning himself a swat to the chest.

“C'mon, Rocky Balboa” she said sarcastically and took him by the hand carefully. Leading him to the en suite in the master bedroom, she bent down to reach the first aid kit she had taken the liberty of buying. Admittedly, she was hopelessly accident prone and Shawn was clumsy so it was considered an essential as far as she was concerned. One of them was bound to do something potentially self-destructive. Which was laughably ironic considering the fact that she was fit to combust any second.

“Honestly, I’m fine. It’s not that bad” Shawn argued examining his hands. Looking up from her position on the floor and ready to shoot another unamused look at him, he towered above her and she lost all ability to speak. His damp curls hung around his face as he looked down and her and she couldn’t help but let her eyes wander to where the defined V muscle at his waist disappeared beneath the waistline of his sweatpants. His cheeks were as hot and rosy as hers felt. Whatever smart-ass comment that was on the tip of her tongue died. Combustion in 3…2… Clearing her throat and standing up quickly, she placed the first aid kit on the counter before putting a hand on her hip.

“Just- shut up and let me be a good girlfriend, alright?” she said playfully. As she opened the kit, he held up his hands in surrender. Getting to work disinfecting the cuts on his hands, she tried desperately to ignore his proximity to her and the heat radiating off his body. Needless to say she failed miserably. After she had finished wrapping the bandages around his knuckles (like he should have done before he started boxing), he pressed a kiss against her hair and mumbled his thanks against her skin. The height difference meant she was staring at the hollow in his throat that was gleaming with sweat and she couldn’t hold herself back from planting a kiss there. A surprised low groan escaped him and as she wound her arms around his waist, she could feel him pull back slightly.

“I’m all gross and sweaty, baby girl” he said in a low voice, the tenor in it reverberating through her bones.

“Good, that’s the way I like you” she said with a smirk, gazing up at him through her lashes before placing another slow, languid kiss at the base of his neck. He gripped her hips as he sucked in a breath when her teeth grazed his skin.

“Well in that case…” he said and in one swift motion, he had her hoisted up onto the counter and stood between her legs, earning a surprised gasp from her lips. “You won’t mind getting a bit sweaty yourself.”

Her mind raced and she crashed her lips against his. God, he had been gone for so long. Far too long. She had forgotten how much she had missed this. Missed the way his tongue brushing hers caused that feeling to erupt in her stomach every single time. The way he pulled her towards him by her hips, getting her as close to him as humanely possible. The way he groaned against her lips when she wound a hand into his wild hair. Usually he was gentle, slow. Nothing about him was gentle in that moment letting her know that he had missed her just as much as she had missed him. Kissing her way along his jawline to his ear, she kissed his earlobe before speaking with a challenging tone to her voice

“Go on then, baby. Make me sweat.”

 Rupaul : Now girls, imagine if someone handed you a box of all the items you have lost throughout your life.

 Trinity : Wow, my Childhood innocence.

 Nina : and my will to live! I haven’t seen this in years.

 Valentina : I knew I lost that potential somewhere!

 Aja : Mental stability, my old friend!

 Rupaul : Kids, could you lighten up a little?

You know, given that prince Adam was 11 when he was turned into the Beast, it is a damn shame we don’t have more artwork of a younger Beast.

Just imagine how cute he’d be with these short, stubby horns and soft, downy fur. His mane would still be small and fuzzy and sticking up all over the place. Imagine his lil toe beans.

We know that he was quite a lil brat (which is why he was turned into a beast in the first place), but after having such a traumatizing experience as being turned into a beast, I’d imagine he’d be in a rather vulnerable headspace, leaving him to rely more heavily on his servants.

So while he’s all lost and confused, his servants would step up to the plate and look after him. Not out of any sense of love or anything, he is an annoying brat after all, but because they’re decent human beings and they’re not just gonna leave a little kid to fend for himself, even if he was the reason they’re all under the curse.

So imagine Cogsworth taking up tutoring him - just because they’re all under some potentially eternal curse is no reason for him to fall behind on his studies.

Imagine Ms Potts nagging at him to wash his fur properly and having steaming cups of tea ready for him after his bath.

Imagine Lumiere telling him bedtime stories and watching over him while he sleeps, keeping at least one of his lights on all night because he knows Adam is still afraid of the dark even though he insists he isn’t anymore.

Imagine Fifi knowing all the places he’s especially ticklish so that she can make him laugh whenever he’s feeling especially depressed about missing his parents or not being able to leave his castle.

Imagine that over time, this bratty little prince comes to respect his servants, whom he used to look down on. He treats them nicely and listens to what they say and looks forward to his company.

And the servants, they come to adore their little prince who is now so bubbly and bright and in some ways, so much happier than he was as a human.

Imagine Adam is 15, and he’s sitting in the library one day, not really paying attention to whatever Cogsworth is trying to teach him. And when Cogsworth notices that his pupil’s attention has wandered, he smacks the child upside the head to get his attention, and begins lecturing him about how important it is to put effort into his studies.

For a moment, Adam is stunned, because once upon a time, Cogsworth wouldn’t have dared lay a hand on him, or speak to him so disrespectfully. Once upon a time, Adam would have had him banished from his kingdom for so much as disagreeing with him.

But now?

Now he only feels a kind of fond exasperation.

He’s come to see his servants as more than just tools for his using - he’s come to see them as humans with lives and thoughts and opinions of their own. And he loves them all deeply, and they love him in return.

And it’s just as he makes this realization that everything explodes in a warm rush of glittering gold magic.

metaphoricalpluto  asked:

I have a question. If you could choose to have either the moon or the stars at night, which would you choose and why?

Have, as in own? Moon. Easier to keep track of, I’d never know if I lost a star, and keeping the constellations in check? Too much responsibility.

Have, as in see? Stars, I see the moon often, I very rarely see stars, and I so wanna go to a remote location at some point and just look up at night.

Have, as in exist? Well, that’s tricky because the Moon is extremely vital to the Earths climate, tides, orbit and all that. But, the sun being a star, so are they. So either way we’re screwed, but for the sake of any surviving life on earth, and other potential life out there, I’d go Moon, that way they can still have their stars and suns!


anonymous asked:

What if lotar and Keith are siblings... Like their mom was half altean and galra. And they're half siblings. I feel like a lot of angst could be /milked/ from that. (Am I punning right? Idk)

I feel like a lot more angst could be milked from allura and lotor being possible cousins/half siblings?? 

like imagine, allura, someone who’s lost her entire family finding out one of her biological family members is not only part of the enemy, but a LEADER at that

it’ll further challenge her “all galra are bad all alteans are good” mindset, and really cause a lot of internal conflicts and probably make her look more into the history of alteans and galrans, and maybe that’ll lead her to find out something she never wanted to know

there’s just so much interesting potential here, i just hope it’s what they go for (or maybe even something better)

Let’s talk about that love song playing in the bar

It’s called “Annie’s Song,” another John Denver song we can cry to post-movie. John Denver, before he died, wrote this for his wife at the time (Annie) on a ski lift in Colorado (as all artists get their inspiration). This is a very sweet, somber melody, which makes it perfect for reminiscing—and according to the Internet, it’s also a very appropriate post-breakup song.

In this particular instance, this song plays as over a downcast Eggsy, sitting in a bar alone and waiting for his martini.

When does this scene take place?

Right after Eggsy pleads with Harry, desperate for Harry to remember him, to come back not to only help save the world, but also be the man who remembers giving Eggsy that second chance, the love and care and confidence: “Kingsman needs you. The world needs you. I need you.”

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Try to Understand (pt. 6)

Characters: Alpha!Dean Smith, Omega!Reader, Beta!Benny Lafitte, Omega!Charlie

Word Count: 2900, plus a few more

Warnings: A/B/O Dynamics, language, smidge of angst I suppose

A/N: And another installment of my AU Alpha!Dean Smith series has arrived! Things get interesting after Benny arrives and the reader has to figure out how to handle it all. My eternal gratitude goes to @roxy-davenport for her beta work, and to @dr-dean for hosting the initial challenge that starting this series - inspired by ‘Magic Man’ by Heart.

I’m always thankful for comments and constructive criticism, so let me know what you think!

Reader’s thoughts are in italics.

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Spending the evening on the phone arguing with your parents got you nothing but a headache and a heavy dose of guilt. Everything was done “out of concern” and because “someone needs to make sure you keep your head on straight” but you knew it was really to keep an eye on you and make sure you weren’t doing anything to sour the deal with Benny’s family. Benny kept fairly quiet during the whole evening, sometimes offering you sympathetic looks, other times expressing his agreement with your parent’s concerns. At the end of it all, when your battle was lost, he softly bid you goodnight, unable to hide the hurt written all over his face as he retreated to the guest room.

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Felicity’s Havenrock Resolution

So…something about Season 5 has really been burrowing under my skin. I am a diehard Olicity fan and always will be, no matter what.  I honestly believe they are endgame in the minds of the writers and EPs, and would also like to think Marc G knows Felicity Smoak inside and out.  But a Twitter/Tumblr reply he gave a few months back really confused me.  Someone asked him something along the lines of, “Will we ever see Felicity’s resolution for Havenrock?” and MG basically replied, “What more do you need?”

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So, loving Felicity to depths of my soul, I scratched my head quite a lot at that.  Because I didn’t feel like Havenrock had been dealt with nearly at all.  But now that season 5 is complete, I honestly believe that her resolution of that horrifying event was the entire reason for Rory’s character.  Of course he was a reminder of Havenrock from the very beginning, but even though he became a member of the team, I truly believe he existed for Felicity and Felicity alone.

During the time he was with the team, Rory called her out for her involvement in Havenrock.  He made her feel guilty.  He made her fight past that guilt.  He made her figure out how to move forward.  He forgave her.  And on top of that, he reached out to her and tried to prevent her from spiraling.

Oliver and Digg both spoke to Felicity about her problems, but Rory was the first one to blatantly confront her.  He became a friend, a confidante, someone Felicity could trust.  And when the team was confronted with another potentially devastating bomb in Russia, Rory was beside her.  Felicity did all she could to prevent that disaster, and Rory was right there.  He threw himself on the bomb and in stopping it he lost his own powers.  Looking back on it now, I really love that symbolism.  Much like blowing up Lian Yu was the symbolic end of Oliver’s years in Purgatory, Rory’s loss of power in Russia was the symbolic end of Havenrock holding power over Felicity.  

And at that very moment, this happened:

I loved this hug then and I love it now.  I love that Felicity’s one desire in this powerful and symbolic moment is to be with Oliver.  Because right here, when Havenrock is essentially resolved in the minds of the writers, they put Felicity in Oliver’s arms.  When MG felt done with Havenrock, he made sure Olicity was together.  And I honestly don’t know any stronger message he could have sent to ensure us that they are endgame.  

Honestly, I don’t always agree with the writers’ choices on the show, but I do believe they have our backs.  And that makes me breathe a lot easier during hiatus.  I can’t wait for Season 6 :)

Toddler kid with training wheels falls onto a literal prize-winning lawn. "Nature" takes revenge...

tl;dr: man threats a mother and her toddler for an accidental fall, bird seed takes over.

This happened a long while back one summer. I had friends in a very nice closed neighborhood gated community. One day as I was riding my bike to my friend’s house, I saw the owner of an award winning lawn in a prestigious neighborhood yelled (and almost kicked) at this toddler who accidentally fell off his new training bike while out walking with his young mother. The kid had barely fell a few inches onto the lawn. Poor kid was shaking and to make matters worse, the dog of lawn-owner-prick was trained to snap at anyone approaching the lawn. So toddler begins to cry, still sitting on the lawn as the mother picks him up. Lawn-owner-man-baby screams profanities - filthy, whore names-type stuff - at her almost inches from her face, and I swear you could hear some spit hit the mom and child the way they terrified and leaning away from lawn-owners face.

So the guy’s lawn was would make a golf-course for millionares impressed. It was nice. The one with the best lawn would get to park in the first spot at the country club/swimming pool lot. Yeah it was that kind of neighborhood. And yeah we could see him boast about it at community events.

A week later when I was out still playing with my friends Tyler and Logan around 10:30 at night. As we passed the lawn-man’s house, I told them about the entitled-lawn-man and what he did to that poor mom and child. My best-buddy Tyler gets this look of “oh hell no”. (His mom had recently divorced an abusive guy.) Tyler tells us to follow him, and proceeds to get bird-seed from their pet parakeet’s cage.

The next day we were were playing at Tyler’s house when we heard the lawn-man yelling profanities. We ran out front, and saw this guy was pissssssed. The neighborhood birds were causing the lawn-guy’s dog to go into a frenzy - as the birds had discovered these amazingly tasty fresh seeds. Lawn-man had come outside with an extension-cord and WAS TRYING TO VACUUM THE SEEDS UP. Back at Tyler’s house, we re-enacted scenes “Honey-I-Shrunk-The-Kids” (ah, the VHS days), with lawn-man as the guy trying to save his precious grass.

The judging of the lawns was a week or so later, but the damage had been done, there was random little shoots of life causing all sorts of new colors of nature that would make Trump’s nightmares come true had they grown to their full potential. Little “Groots” I like to think of them now. And Lawn-lazy-pot-belly-man lost the little award sign he had displayed at the edge of his lawn for almost 3 years.

A week later, we saw that his lawn had been removed, and new black weed control covering was being laid out for the new grass sod that was coming in. You should have seen the look on Tyler’s face. His eyes had that look of unfinished mischief. “Hey mom! Can we go to the pet store?”

What’s in a Name? (Ethan Dolan x Reader)

Summary: Requested. It seems to be love at first sight when you meet a stranger at a masquerade ball, but soon you find out that it’s in your blood to hate him.

Warnings: None.

Word Count: 2,084.

A/N: So this is super dramatic, pretty AU, a little rushed, but that’s okay. I absolutely loved this request when I first got it, so not only will there probably be a part two to this, I’m also going to make it a fanfic on Wattpad, so follow me @dolcns to know when it’s posted!

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