lord have mercy on my feels

Some thoughts on the Spencer episode

1. Spencer straight up just looks like MGG if he had gotten wasted and went on a drunk road trip with friends and ended up in Mexico.
2. Spencer in jeans??? Lord have mercy.
3. The music when Luke and Reid see each other makes me ship them a hundred times more.
4. Reid speaking Spanish = YASS BBY
5. Emily speaking Spanish = YES I LOVE YOU SO MUCH
6. I would die before letting Spencer go to jail.

Umm Muhammad, a mature woman over the age of 40, tells her story.

I lived a life of modest means with my husband. There was never any closeness and harmony, and my husband did not have the kind of strong personality that a woman would hope for, but his good nature made me overlook the fact that I was the one who was responsible for most of the decision making in the family.

My husband often used to mention the name of his friend and business partner, and he would talk about him in my presence, and I often used to meet with him in his office which was originally part of our apartment. This went on for many years, until circumstances led to us exchanging visits with this person and his family. These family visits were repeated and because of his close friendship with my husband, we did not notice how the number of visits increased and how many hours a single visit would last. He often used to come on his own to sit with us, me and my husband, for long visits. My husband’s trust in him knew no bounds, and as days passed I got to know this person very well, and saw how wonderful and decent he was. I began to feel a strong attraction towards this man, and at the same time I began to sense that the feeling was mutual.

Things took a strange turn after that, when I realized that this man was the kind of person I had always dreamed about. Why had he come along now, after all these years? The more this man’s status increased in my eyes, the more my husband’s status diminished. It was as if I had needed to see the beauty of his character in order to discover how ugly my husband’s character was.

The matter between this person and myself did not go beyond these persistent thoughts which were occupying my mind night and day. Neither he nor I ever voiced what we felt in our hearts… until today. Yet despite that my life is over and my husband is little more than a weak man with no self-esteem. I hate him and I do not know how all this hatred towards him started to boil over. I wonder how I put up with him all these years, bearing all these burdens by myself, facing life’s problems on my own.

Things got so bad that I asked him for a divorce, and he divorced me at my request. After that he became a broken man. Even worse than that is that after my marriage was wrecked and my children and husband were devastated, problems arose in this man’s family. His wife, with her feminine intuition, realized what had been going on in his heart of hearts, and his life became hell. She was overwhelmed with jealousy to the extent that one night she left her house at 2 a.m. and came to attack my house, screaming, weeping and hurling accusations. His marriage was also about to collapse.

I admit that the lovely gatherings which we used to enjoy gave us the opportunity to get to know one another at a time that was not appropriate at this stage in our lives.

His marriage has been wrecked and so has mine. I have lost everything, and now I know that my circumstances and his will not permit us to take any positive step towards coming together. Now I am more miserable than I have ever been, and I am looking for illusionary happiness and lost hopes.


Umm Ahmad tells us:

My husband had a group of married friends, and because of our close friendship with them, we used to get together with them once a week in one of our houses, to enjoy an evening of chat.

Deep down in my heart I was never really comfortable with the atmosphere in which we would have dinner, sweets, snacks and drinks of juice accompanied by waves of laughter because of the jokes and chit-chats that often went beyond the bounds of good manners.

In the name of friendship, the barriers were lifted and every now and then one would hear suppressed laughter between a woman and the husband of another woman. The jokes were too much, dealing – with no sense of shyness –with sensitive topics such as sex and women’s private matters. This was usual and was even accepted and regarded as desirable.

Although I indulged in these things along with them, my conscience made me feel guilty. Then the day came when it became quite clear just how ugly and filthy this atmosphere was.

The telephone rang, and I heard the voice of one of the friends in this group. I said hello to him and apologized that my husband was not home. He replied that he knew that, and that he was calling to speak to me! After he suggested starting a relationship with me, I got very angry and spoke harshly to him and cursed him. All he could do was laugh and say, “Don’t try and show these good manners to me; go and check on your husband’s good manners and see what he is doing…” I was devastated by what he said, but I pulled myself together and said to myself, this person is only trying to cause the break up of your marriage. But he succeeded in planting the seeds of doubt concerning my husband.

Shortly after that, the major disaster struck. I discovered that my husband was cheating on me with another woman. It was the matter of life or death as far as I was concerned. I found my husband out and I confronted him, saying: “You are not the only one who can have a relationship. I have received a similar proposition.” And I told him all about his friend. He was stunned and absolutely shocked. (I said:) “If you want me to respond in kind to your relationship with that woman, then this is for that, tit-for-tat.” This was a huge slap in the face for him. He knew that I did not intend to do that in reality, but he realized the great disaster that had befallen our lives and the immoral atmosphere in which we were living. I suffered a great deal until my husband finally left that loose woman with whom he was having a relationship, as he admitted to me. Yes, he left her and came back to his family and children, but how can I ever feel the same towards him as I used to? Who will restore respect for him in my heart? This huge wound in my heart is still bleeding out of regret and rage at that filthy atmosphere; it still bears testimony to the fact that what they call innocent get-togethers are in reality anything but innocent. My heart still begs for mercy from the Lord of Glory.

Intelligence can also be a temptation (fitnah)

‘Abd al-Fattaah says:

I work as the head of department in one of the big companies. For a long time I admired one of my female colleagues, not for her beauty, but for her serious attitude towards her work, her intelligence and her excellent achievements – in addition to the fact that she was a decent and modest person who focused only on her work. This admiration turned into attachment, and I am a married man who fears Allaah and never misses any obligatory prayer. I expressed my feelings to her and she rebuffed me. She is married and has children as well. She sees no reason why I should have any kind of relationship with her, whether it be friendship, as work colleagues or based on admiration… etc. Evil thoughts come to me sometimes, and deep down I wish that her husband would divorce her so that I could get her.

I started to put pressure on her at work and put her down in front of my bosses. Perhaps this was a form of revenge on my part, but she accepted it with good manners and did not complain or comment. She works and works; her performance speaks of her quality, and she knows this well. The more she resisted me, the stronger my infatuation grew.

I am not a person who is easily tempted by women, because I fear Allaah and I do not overstep the mark with them and go beyond what is required by my work. But this woman attracted me. What is the solution?… I do not know.

Baby ducks know how to swim

N.A.A., a nineteen-year-old girl, tells us:

At that time I was a little girl. My innocent eyes watched those evening get-togethers when family friends would meet in the house. What I remember is that I could only see one man, who was my father. I watched him as he moved about the room, how his glances would devour the women present, looking at their thighs and chests, admiring this one’s eyes, that one’s hair, the other’s hips. My poor mother had no choice but to take care of these get-togethers. She was a very simple lady.

Among the women present there was one woman who would deliberately try to attract my father’s attention, sometimes by coming close to him, and sometimes by making enticing movements. I would watch this with concern, whilst my mother was busy in the kitchen for the sake of her guests.

These gatherings stopped suddenly and I tried, young as I was, to understand and make sense of what had happened, but I could not.

What I remember was that my mother collapsed completely at that time, and she could not stand to hear my father’s name mentioned in the house. I used to hear mysterious words whispered by the adults around me: “Betrayal… bedroom… she saw them with her own eyes… despicable woman… in a very shameful position…” etc. These were the key words which only the adults could understand.

I grew up and came to understand, and I bore a grudge against all men. All of them were treacherous. My mother was a broken woman and accused every woman who came to us of being a man-snatcher who wanted to make my father fall into her trap. My father hasn’t changed. He is still practising his favourite hobby of chasing women, but now he does it outside the home. Now I am nineteen years old and I know lots of young men. I feel great pleasure in taking revenge on them, because every one of them is an exact copy of my father. I tempt them and entice them, without letting them get anywhere near me. They follow me in gatherings and in the marketplaces because of my movements and deliberate gestures. Sometimes my phone never stops ringing and I feel proud of what I do to avenge the sex of Hawwa’ and my mother. But sometimes I feel so miserable and such a failure that it almost chokes me. My life is shadowed by a huge dark cloud, and its name is my father.

Before it is too late

S.N.A. tells of her experience:

I never imagined that my work circumstances would force me to be in contact with the opposite sex (men), but this in fact is what happened…

In the beginning, I used to cover and screen myself from men by wearing niqaab (face-veil), but some of the sisters advised me that this dress was attracting more attention to my presence, and it would be better for me to take off the niqaab, especially since my eyes were somewhat attractive. So I removed the cover from my face, thinking that this was better. But by continuing to mix with my colleagues, I discovered that I was the odd one out because of my antisocial attitude and my insistence on not joining in the conversation and chatting with others. Everyone was wary of this “lone-wolf” woman (as they saw me), and this is what was stated clearly by one person who affirmed that he would not want to deal with such a snooty and stand-offish character. But I knew that I was the opposite, in fact, and I decided that I would not oppress myself and put myself in a difficult position with my colleagues. So I started to join in their chats and exchanges of anecdotes, and they all discovered that I could speak eloquently and persuasively, and that I could influence others. I could also speak in a manner that was determined yet at the same time was attractive to some of my colleagues. It was not long before I noticed some changes in the expression of my direct supervisor; with some embarrassment, he was enjoying the way I spoke and moved, and he would deliberately bring up topics in the conversation where I would see that hateful look in his eyes. I do not deny the fact that I started to entertain some thoughts about this man. I found it astonishing that a man could fall so easily into the trap of a woman who was religiously committed, so how must it be in the case of women who adorn themselves and invite men to commit immoral actions? In fact, I did not think of him in any way which went beyond the bounds of sharee’ah, but he did occupy a space in my thoughts for quite some time. But soon my self-respect made me reject the idea of being a source of enjoyment for this man in any way, shape or form, even if it was only psychological in nature, and I stopped getting involved in any kind of work that would force me to sit alone with him. In the end, I reached the following conclusions:

1- 1) Attraction between the sexes can occur in any circumstances, no matter how much men and women may deny that. The attraction may start within the bounds of sharee’ah and end up going beyond those bounds.

2) Even if a person protects himself (by marriage), he is not safe from the snares of the Shaytaan.

3) Even though a person may be able to guarantee himself and he works with the opposite sex within reasonable limits, he cannot guarantee the feelings of the other party.

4) Finally, there is nothing good in mixing and it does not bear fruit as they claim. On the contrary, it corrupts sound thinking.

  • "You'll be fine."
  • "I'm afraid it's very fatal."
  • "These test results..don't make any sense."
  • "How far can your arm go before it breaks?"
  • "I'll carve your eyes out with a spoon."
  • "What does he have that I don't"
  • "Why did he choose her instead of me?"
  • "..Why?"
  • "Make as many stab wounds as you want."
  • "I am destined as your tool."
  • "The girl must die."
  • "The boy must die."
  • "I want to taste your blood on my lips."
  • "Where do we go from here?"
  • "These voices..cease to let me be."
  • "I..can't stop crying."
  • "Use me as you will."
  • "None of it matters now."
  • "Shadows fallow my every step."
  • "You've gone..completely mad."
  • "I'm barking mad."
  • "Winter is coming."
  • "I could kill you right now."
  • "You..You're dead!"
  • "May the lord have mercy on your soul."
  • "The mental ward let me out early this year."
  • "Oh how i miss the voices."
  • "Everyone is equal when they're dead."
  • "Cancel Christmas."
  • "Bring me more war."
  • "I love war."
  • "I piss on your traditions."
  • "I hate your heart."
  • "I hate your soul."
  • "I promise, you won't feel a thing."
  • "Bring her to me."
  • "Bring him to me."
  • "A few holes in the head give the madness more space."
  • "I hate everything about you."
  • "I will abandon you."
  • "What is that girl up to?"
  • "I am stretched on your grave."
  • "Kill me now.."
  • "If I fall from the grace of God where no murdered ghost can haunt me.."
  • "You are one in from the plank, don't make me push you."
  • "I don't care."
  • "Leave me behind."
  • "Everything you've told me was a lie!"
  • "Everything I've told yo was a lie!"
  • "How could you ever think to leave them behind?"
  • "Someone should nail your feet to the floor."
  • "My last breath will be your curse."
  • "He will KILL you."
  • "She will KILL you."
  • "I did noting."
  • "It was an accident!"
  • "You've killed your own brother!"
  • "I want nothing to do with him!"
  • "How can I possibly trust you?"
  • "Pathetic."

anonymous asked:

Baron from The Cat Returns

Not My Type | Alright | Cute | Adorable | Pretty | Gorgeous | LORD HAVE MERCY | i’m scared because i’ve always had a big crush on this guy since the time i saw the movie for the first time and i feel like no human version of him could even compare to how handsome he is in cat form and it scares me because i wonder if it’s how furries feel bc if they feel like me when i see baron then i have no other choice than accept the fact that i’m a furry

TG :Re Chapter 123 Thoughts

This chapter has me all kinds of fucked up.
I honestly am having a hard time reacting to it.

•**Kaneki and Mutsuki**
Kaneki’s actions (or lack of) are understandable in my eyes. The Quinx were his children for years.
He nurtured and protected them through so much. From chapter 1 it was pretty obvious Mutsuki was his favorite (though he did dote on Saiko quite a bit too)
Of course he wouldn’t lift a hand against his child right off the bat.
Sadly, by the end of this all, he’s going to have to choose: his Touka or his Mutsuki.
Lord have mercy on us all.

•**Urie’s Denial**
His discovery in Mutsuki’s room must have set the bells off in his head (and not the wedding kind)
I feel like he could take a number of actions at this points.
1. Find Takeomi, search for Yoriko, and find her dead or alive.
2. Same set up, but instead they end up at :Re Cafe.
The pair will pick a side then, depending on how the situation looks.
3. Urie turns a complete blind eye and shuts his nonexistent mouth, as per usual.

I am hoping Urie intervenes and is able to pacify Mutsuki, even if it means a mercy kill at this point.
More and more, I feel as though that will be how Mutsuki’s story ends. And that depressing action could only go to Urie or Kaneki
(the two men who love Mutsuki the most)

•**Rekt Him**
I can say with 100% confirmation that I hate Aura.
His motivation and character are detestable.
I’m sorry, but I have no sympathy or connection towards him.
Lowkey on board with the theory that he has a aunty fetish. Get the 103 bone treatment, bitch.

•**Touka and Mutsuki showdown**
Touka is a tiny, speeding powerhouse!
It’s been awhile since we’ve seen our little rabbit bouncing around.
Her clash with Mutsuki was intense and thrilling as hell.
Ishida did a great job illustrating the movements.
Did I see some lightning from her kagune? Nice.
I know she’s going to be in a mixture of heartbreak/rage next chapter, and I don’t know if I can handle that. I love her too much.
She better be careful. We know from history that the best thing to use against a Kirishima in a fight is their rage.

•**Yoriko’s Fate**
I’m very torn on whether Yoriko is alive or not.
The translations I’ve read have Mutsuki stating that Yoriko *is* getting married, not *was*
Maybe it’s just an error or Mutsuki being cruel, but this is a big flag for me that Yoriko may not be dead.
I truly hope she’s not in a torture-like situation, missing limbs and tied down in the dark.
Also, I believe the person calling out to her at the dress shop was a red herring.

•**Theory time**
I think next chapter will hit all the obvious beats.
Touka gets angry, loses her cool against Mutsuki, gets wounded. Kaneki notices but is helpless as he holds off Aura. And the chapter will end with someone intervening. Top picks include: Ayato\Yomo, Urie (possibly with the Quinx)\ Takeomi, Suzuya/Kuremoto

Next Friday could not come sooner.

Nunchi’s Trip to Exo’rdium

Buckle yourselves in guys this is a chaotic mess of emotions. 

The entire thing seemed to pass in a blur because it was just so surreal. 

It was definitely a journey.

Suho: “New York… Thank you for waiting for us.”

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B.A.P: making out style

Bigbang ver.

Bang Yongguk:  

-bites his lower lip when he looks at you

-would run his finger through his hair and slowly walk up to you

-he’d slid his arm around your waist and pull you close to his chest 

-happy gummy smile 

-he’d brush with his lips over yours

-tease you a little bit

-but then he’d press his lips on yours 

-not too hard but not too soft 

-every now and then he would leave a trail of kisses from the corner of your mouth to your ear or your neck 

-his tongue would gently trace the outline of you lower lip 

-his hands would caress your sides and your back 

-you’d probably often make out in the studio 

-when it’s late and he is working on his songs 

-but then he turns around in his chair and just wants to hold you for a moment 

-when he has to return to his work he would place his hands on your cheeks 

-and give you a kiss on the forehead

-his lips would feel smooth and maybe he’d wear lipbalm 

-his kisses probably taste like peppermint


Kim Himchan: 

-he’d start with random kisses on your cheek

-at the most random time 

-probably when you’re watching a movie or something like that

-he has his arm around your shoulder and look at you 

-but you wouldn’t notice it, so he’d start to place playful kisses all over your cheek 

-you’d laugh and turn your face to look at him 

-he would smile so bright and bend forward to reach your mouth

-his kisses would be gentle and soft 

-slow movements, lots of smiles 

-his soft tongue would slowly caress your lips 

-he would play with a streak of your hair 

-occasionally brushing your cheek with his thumb 

-sometimes making out with him would end up in the bedroom 

-and he’d moan every now and then into the kiss, his breathing would get a little bit heavier 

-but sometimes he would just softly break the kiss, lean his forehead against yours 

-and ,with his eyes closed, he would smile at you 

-his breath would hit your lips when he whispers that he loves you 

-he would give you a last kiss on the tip of your noise 

-and then continue with whatever he was doing before 

-his lips would feel so soft, so unbelievable soft 

-his kisses probably taste like coffee                                                                                                  

(oh lord have mercy on my soul)

Jung Daehyun: 

 -he would innocently just ask for a kiss

 -maybe when he takes a break from dance practice 

 -you’d walk with him around the ts building 

 -and then he would ask you, grinning from ear to ear

 -so you would give him a short peck on the lips 

 -but he’d catch your hands and hold you close

 -he would stare into your eyes

 -slowly move closer until you can feel his plump lips on yours 

 -they would be a little bit cold from the wind outside

 -slightly moist, his lips would softly touch yours 

 -I think he would grab your butt during the kiss 

 -but you’d place his hand back on your waist 

 -he’d giggle and deepen the kiss a little bit more

 -and he would pull you into his arms, wrapping his coat around your body

 -as fast as the kiss would have started

 -as fast would it end 

-hed gently break it, smile at you and ruffle your hair

 -he’d take your hand and walk back to the building 

 -his lips would feel a little bit chapped, but so familiar 

-his kisses probably taste like vanilla                                                                  

Yoo Youngjae:

-you would have regular make out sessions

-every day when you come home from work he would pull you into a warm embrace 

-his sweet laugh would be music to your ears 

-before you can even take of your jacket he would leave a trail of kisses from you forehead 

-over your nose

-and down to your lips 

-where he would whisper “I love you” and then 

-Before you’re able to answer

-he would press his lips onto yours 

-and deepen the kiss with gentle movements 

-placing his hands on your cheek and brushing with his thumbs over your cheekbones 

-he would sometimes stop the kiss, smile and start to kiss you again 

-the taste of his mouth would invade your senses 

-he’d nearly smile all the time 

-but slowly he’d let go off you, knowing that you’re probably hungry or exhausted from work 

-he’d break the kiss once again, gifting you with his loving smile  

-and then he would prepare some food for you 

-his lips would feel silky and soft 

-his kisses probably taste like chocolate cake 

(everyone has so sexy gifs and then there’s youngjae)

Moon Jongup:

 -when it comes to kisses he would be really surprising

-he’d grab your hand when you’re on your way to the bedroom 

-show you his sweet and shy smile 

-pull you into his arms and wrap your hands around his middle 

-and then he would place his lips on yours, being a little dominant, but not in a bad way 

-he’d be the protective kisser 

-not letting you go for a second 

-moving his lips demanding but tenderly on yours 

-but anyway his tongue would shyly search for yours 

-and tease you a little bit 

-letting his tongue run over your lips again and again 

-he would giggle quietly and deepen the kiss one last time before he slowly let’s you go 

-his cheeks would be tinted in a pale red 

-both of you would have to catch your breath 

-but then you would smile at each other 

-he’d kiss you on the top of your head and then continue with his daily routine 

-his lips would feel a bit rough, but loving. 

-his kisses probably taste like cinnamon 

Choi Junhong:

-you would catch him staring at you, when you are both laying in the bed 

-you would work on something on your laptop 

-he would work on something, but get distracted by your natural beauty 

-you’d return his look 

-he’d smile, blush and raise his hand to stroke your cheek 

-he would carefully lean towards you, look into your eyes and gently place his lips on yours 

-soft and diffident 

-but the kiss would grow 

-he would move his lips more daringly 

-he’d pull you into his lap, play with a streak of your hair and bite softly into your lower lip 

-his tongue would cheekily search for yours 

-small, nearly inaudible moans would escape his mouth 

-he would press his lips a bit more demanding on yours

-his kiss would be wet, deep and it’ll leave you breathless 

-his lips would feel warm and smooth 

-and his kisses probably taste like a mix of cherry and chocolate


~Admin Tatsmato~

(Is this still fluff? Who would have known that this is so hard to write (because the temptation to make it sexual is high) goddamnit, my soul has left my body)

anonymous asked:

Awhile back you explained what SpaceDogs was, could you explain Basic Chickens or any other Hannigram AU ship that you know about to me?

Hello dear anon!

I´m only really into Spacedogs and Tristhad tbh so I´ll redirect you to

this helpful site that has all the rarepairs listed : )

Tristhad was one of the first pairings that I noticed when I joined Tumblr because of the annual Tristhad Week - it´s about Tristan and Galahad from King Arthur (2004)

I recommend you simply watch the movie to get a feel for the characters - it´s worth it for Hughs and Mads performance. I thought they were more endearing than the main cast :D They sometimes behaved like an old married couple!

Also Hugh is wearing a skirt and you can see his legs a lot unffff lord have mercy

Originally posted by seabasschino

“Hey!” Sebastian waves his large hand in the air. 

Oh, god. I felt invisible hands move and pull on my intestines, tying them in knots. My legs felt weak as I walk toward his direction. He doesn’t even know the effect he has on me.

Now he stands in front of me. His smile is small but, effective. Definitely effective. Time to put on my act.

“Hey, Seb!” I exclaim with my hands, closing the little gap between us.

“Alright! the cool circular glasses!” He reaches out to grab my glasses off my face. For some reason, this man-child is obsessed with these circle framed shades.

I dodge away from his reach. “Maybe I’ll give them to you later. When I have makeup on and look decent? Like usual?” I place my palms on the edges of the glasses. 

Seb and I are close friends on set. Every time I wear these glasses, I at least have some sort of coverage on my face. But today, I used my glasses to cover up the dark bags under my eyes. I hadn’t gotten ready for today’s shoot, yet.

“Aw! Come on don’t be that way…” Sebastian’s voice faded to a whisper. He places his hands on top of mine, moving them away.

‘Oh, lord. Never let go of my hands. Your hands are so warm and gentle.’ Many thoughts run through my mind at insane speeds. I felt my heart beat through my throat.

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anonymous asked:

You said before acowar that you didn't think elriel would be a thing and that you liked mor and azriel together. How do you feel now? Are you shipping elucien or elriel?


But more coherently? At this point I ship neither. This fandom is so aggressive it just makes me run the other direction sometimes (does it seem like I need another Chaolena/Rowaelin-situation in my life? Because I don’t) and as long as I get Nessian I’m gooood.

But yes, I did want, and get, an Azriel/Elain brotp/friendship and it was beautiful *wipes tear*. Also, I think I want it to remain just that, a beautiful friendship.

Healing Spell

Drink a glass of water, because that’s just good practice. Brew a cup of peppermint tea in the meantime. 

Read, or say, Psalms 6:2 –

Have mercy upon me, O Lord;
for I am weak: O Lord, heal me; for
my bones are vexed. 

Pour salt into a bowl or sachet. Add a bay leaf or two - depending on how bad you feel. Place it close to where you sleep at night. Breathe in the steam from your tea. While you drink your tea, envision yourself healing. Picture your aches disappearing. Imagine yourself healthy and happy. Imagine your stress and weariness melting away. 

Read, or say, Psalms 6:9 –

The Lord hath heard my 
supplication; the Lord will receive
my prayer.

Keep the bowl or sachet near you until you feel well again. 

DAY6 On The First Date

Anon requested: headcanon about what they’d do on their first date.

A/N: Omggggg this is gonna be fun!!!! First official post and I hope you guys love it!


Originally posted by kyungso

  • jae’s going on a date!!!! ayyyyeeee!
  • bro first thing the boy’s gonna do is eat up all your food or smth
  • or the majority idk
  • anyways he’s bout to make you laugh your freaking ass off
  • since he always saying something dumb every five seconds lmao
  • but he’s a sweet guy for reals
  • he’ll take you wherever you want, as long as the food doesn’t cost over $20
  • he wants to make it as romantic as possible
  • jae is very very very romantic in most situations
  • okay so you’re on your date and the waiter comes
  • all jae wants to do is try to order anything under $20
  • you see a burger for $15
  • he can’t believe what he’s seeing
  • “are you crazy? a burger for 15 bucks?!?!?! no you better get some fries or something!”
  • “just kidding. order what you want. i’ll pay for everything”
  • there he goes, giving you that cute smile of his
  • omg his smile is so cute like wtf?
  • you’re getting off topic stick with the plan
  • anyways you guys are done with your food and the bill comes
  • “$65?!?!?! hold on where’s the manager?”
  • he talks to the manager and starts to cry
  • “bro that’s too much. i thought it was gonna be like $30 or something. this sucks”
  • but then he gets over it and pays anyway
  • when he takes you home he’ll walk you to your porch like a gentleman
  • awkward silence
  • then he sneaks a kiss
  • ON THE LIPS!!!!!!
  • he stops himself
  • he thinks that he fucked up by kissing you but you end up smiling instead
  • he starts to blush which is like the CUTEST THING EVER!
  • you guys say bye and he walks awkwardly back to his car
  • later that night he sends a text
  • “so second date or not? ;)”


Originally posted by daphanecasstro

  • uh-oh! brian’s first date!!
  • he’s a major dork so it’s gonna be fun
  • this guy is the type to do something really fun or casual
  • like a concert or a coffee shop
  • speaking of a coffee shop, that’s where he’s taking you
  • so you’re in the coffee shop and you’re ordering your coffee
  • you decide to order a decaf mocha with no foam
  • brian starts to look all weird at you in a sorta judgy way
  • “decaf? ewwww. you need the caffeine to get you through the rest of our date. get caffeine!”
  • “no brian! if i want decaf then i’m gonna get decaf! brian!”
  • and of course he doesn’t like it when people call him brian
  • he’ll start to get offended and feel weird
  • “it’s not brian. it’s young k!”
  • “i am so sorry. you know i just wanna be called young k cause it sounds cool”
  • he blows you a kiss for forgiveness
  • you forgive him because he’s just so cute
  • now you’re drinking your coffee and the both of you decide to go out for a walk
  • it’s a nice sunny day outside and it’s perfect for the rest of your date
  • brian sneaks and holds your hand and you blush, which makes him blush and do his signature dorky smile which always kills me lord have mercy on my soul!!!!!
  • you’re walking down the sidewalk and you two notice a record store on the corner
  • looking at each other, you run in and instantly start to pick up some random vinyl records to listen to
  • brian brings you a record with some classic rock on it
  • so you’re listening to the music and you start to smile
  • boy is this making him happy
  • “you know you look really cute when you smile”
  • “oohhh smooth talker aren’t you”
  • that little smirk from you makes him go a bit crazy
  • so now you guys decide it’s time to leave and end the date
  • you guys are walking back home when brian wraps an arm around you
  • you lean your head on his shoulder close your eyes
  • “best first date ever don’t you say”
  • “yeah at least i got to go on it with you”
  • so he kisses you on the forehead and it causes you to giggle a little bit
  • “so i did a good job today. want me to do another one on our next date?”


Originally posted by dowoonie

  • okay so it’s bob’s sungjin’s first date
  • and he’s gonna go all out for you
  • like limo ride, tuxedo and an reservation at a SUPER fancy restaurant like it’s a freaking prom date or something
  • he’s gonna make sure everything is just right for you
  • so you get the whole theme for the date and you wear a beautiful lavender evening gown
  • he sees you in it and he can’t help but lose his balance 
  • he gets easily distracted by beauty so he gets distracted by himself appartently i mean he is a beautiful bob i mean sungjin
  • so yeah and then a limo he rented pulls up to take you to the restaurant crazy huh not really
  • you’re enjoying the limo ride and then he just pulls out a ring
  • he puts it on your finger and you just can’t stop staring at it i mean it’s so shiny and it’s got to be like at least 17 carats or something
  • “woah! sungjin! it’s beautiful!”
  • “i know. but not as beautiful as you are y/n.”
  • there he goes with the corny pickup lines LIKE A BOSS
  • sorry got a little carried away there lmao
  • but anyways, you arrive at the fancy location
  • he gets out first and opens to door for you, holding out his hand like the gentleman he is
  • you walk into the restaurant arms linked and looking at each other with lovey dovey eyes
  • you guys are like really into each other at this point
  • “table for two please.”
  • the waiter guy directs to to your table
  • it’s in a private area away from other people so you won’t get distracted from the date
  • so you ordered your food, it’s there now and you start eating
  • since it’s a fancy setting you’re supposed to have ettiquette right?
  • you go all in on your steaks but still make it possible for you to not get any stains in your clothes
  • your food gets done in like ten minutes and sungjin calls the waiter for your desert for the evening
  • they come with some chocolate cake al a mode and you two immediately dig in
  • so now you’re done and there’s chocolate and ice cream all over your faces
  • you wipe your faces off right quick and ask for the check
  • you pull out your wallet but sungjin decides to pay for the food tonight
  • “don’t worry babe. i got this all taken care of.”
  • but then he sees that the bill totaled up to $100+ and he’s flustered
  • “oh god. i’m gonna have to call the bank when we get through.”
  • so he goes on and pays and you guys leave
  • so blah blah blah you get in the limo, drive home, and say goodbye for the night
  • “sungjin i really enjoyed the date”
  • “oh really? i did too. maybe we can do it again sometime?”
  • “oh yeah. anytime, any place, i don’t care. just as long as i get to see your cute little squishy face again…….bob”
  • you put a lot of emphasis on bob as you get out and walk to your doorstep
  • you look back at him and he’s waving at you and giving you a dorky grin as he leaves and you go into your house for the night


Originally posted by softmochis

  • wonpil’s first date will be really subtle like super subtle
  • like just a really cute picnic in the park
  • maybe like some time to get to know you better
  • okay so you walk to the park to see wonpil already sitting on the grass on a blanket
  • there’s a giant picnic basket sitting right next to him and you don’t know how a little guy like him managed to carry that big thing around
  • you see him and run over to him and sit there
  • he smiles so huge that he could light up the entire world omfg like his smile is just so perfect i love this guy
  • but there you are sitting there and you guys are greeting each other
  • “hey y/n! i’m so glad you could make it!”
  • “me too wonpil. hey that’s a really big picnic basket you got there”
  • “yeah i’ve packed all the food that we could possibly eat in here”
  • he opens the basket and grabs some finger sandwiches
  • so you’re eating now and you decide to say something
  • “so wonpil. that little band of yours. day6? you guys are really good.”
  • “really? thanks. you know i hope we get big someday. then everyone will know our names.”
  • you smile and eat another sandwich
  • you both drink some lemonade and look at the clouds
  • wonpil glares at you and asks you a question
  • “y/n? what do you like to do?”
  • “well, i just really like to write stories. like short fiction and whatnot.”
  • “oh. that’s really cool. have you written anything lately?”
  • “no. i just had a serious case of writer’s block and i don’t really feel inspired to write anything these days unfortunately.”
  • “aww well maybe i can help you sometime.”
  • “thanks wonpil. that’s really sweet.”
  • so you’re done eating for now and decide to go for a stroll
  • he holds out his hand and grabs your hand
  • you lay your head on his shoulder and he starts blushing
  • you do too and it’s just too cute
  • you see something going on in the center of the park and decide to go check it out
  • it’s a guy playing the guitar and covering some day6 songs coincidentially
  • “hey that’s wonpil! from day6!”
  • he points him out and calls you two up there
  • so the little performance goes on and he asks the both of you to help him sing
  • so for the next three to four minutes you guys sing “congratulations” together
  • after it’s over the whole crowd erupts into applause
  • so you leave and the sun is setting
  • you sit on the park bench and wait for it to fully set
  • “today was really fun y/n.”
  • “yeah it was. you know you’re a really cool guy and maybe. just maybe we can do something like this again?”
  • he’s blushing again and little beads of sweat drop from his head
  • you wipe them off with a napkin and smile at him
  • “haha yeah. sure. a second date sounds great!”
  • you unexpectedly plant a wet one right on his cheek to show him how much you really like him
  • his cheeks are a fiery red as your hands are intertwined and you stare off into the sunset


Originally posted by yokoisacoolname

  • haha it’s the maknae’s first date ;)
  • it’s gonna be really awkward at first
  • you know cause he’s like kinda shy i see it in his eyes, which makes him even more adorable
  • so i’m sure he’s a pretty mellow dude
  • and he’ll take you to like barnes & noble or smth
  • so you’re sitting in the bookstore at the table with him
  • he can’t stop staring at you
  • maybe it’s because he’s either nervous, he thinks you’re really cute or both
  • but then he gets over it eventually :)
  • so there you are just sitting there
  • awkward silence
  • then dowoon finally says something
  • “so you wanna go look around at some books?”
  • he is blushing so hard rn and it’s like SO ADORABLE!
  • alright so you guys are walking around and you spot the same book
  • the both of you grab it and now your hands touch
  • you two blush and look at each other, this time all lovey dovey and stuff like that
  • your eyes are glued to each other’s faces as there’s still some awkward silence between you two
  • “ummmm, uh wow. oh my gosh. haha this was totally unexpected.”
  • he can’t control his smile as he keeps grinning the whole time
  • but then pretends like nothing happens and you guys read the book together in that same spot
  • then he’ll do something totally cute and awkward like try to sing along to whatever cheesy song might be playing at the moment
  • there you are just having a good time when dowoon just goes in for a kiss
  • it’s just on the cheek though
  • he’ll probably kiss you on the lips on like the third date or smth
  • you both blush and it makes you want to smile in each other’s faces for the rest of the date
  • you leave and you’re in the car
  • as soon as you open the car door and step out, there he goes to say something again
  • “um…you wanna go on another date sometime”
  • then he smiles as you nod your head, making him the happiest guy in the world

anonymous asked:

Hello :) I'm a Christian but absolutely respectful of and intrigued by Islam :) what is the significance of ramadan? Like why do people celebrate it? This isn't meant to be offence I'm just intrigued!

Hi :D

How Did Ramadan Begin?

Ramadan is the holy month of the Islamic lunar calendar. In this month the prophet of Islam, Muhammad (peace and blessing be upon him), received his first revelation from God - which is apart of the holy book of Islam, the Quran.

“In the month of Ramadan the Qur'an was revealed.” (Chapter Baqarah, 2:185)

This revelation was - “Read”. This is a remarkable command from God to prophet Muhammad (peace and blessings be upon him) because the prophet could not read.

The story involves the Angel Gabriel. If you would like to read it, here is a good summary of the events - The Message

Why is Ramadan so Special?

During Ramadan, Muslims fast from sunrise to sunset. Muslims refrain from food, drink, bad deeds and other actions to purify themselves for their Lord as well as relate to people without food.Fasting provides humility for the Muslims. The idea is that, if we can refrain from food and drink for God, we can certainly refrain from sinful actions as well.

So, the first and main reason Ramadan is so special is because

1. It is an excellent means of developing the spiritual connection with our Lord

During this month we believe the gates of heaven are open, and the devils are chained in hell so that we cannot be tempted by their misguidance. We believe that while fasting, we have numerous opportunities to gain good deeds as well as to get rid of the bad ones. Our good deeds are multiples in this month as a mercy from our Lord. There are special prayers that are utilized during the night so we may exalt our Lord. For a whole month, we are given huge opportunities to easily cleanse ourselves and renew our connection with our Lord. It is difficult for me to convey this feeling, but in my heart I feel Ramadan. As do many Muslims. It makes us feel connected, motivated, energized, and excited.

So the most important benefit of ramadan that gives Muslims so much excitement is that we hope to become more pious.

O you who believe! fasting is prescribed for you, as it was prescribed for those before you, so that you may guard (against evil). (Chapter Baqarah, 2:183)

During this month we believe we have the opportunity to rid ourselves of our past sins -

Allah’s Messenger (ﷺ) said, “Whoever observes fasts during the month of     Ramadan out of sincere faith, and hoping to attain Allah’s rewards, then all his past sins will be forgiven.“ 

(Authentic Narration by Bukhari)

2. In this month, we can develop humility

Understanding the struggles of people around the world who do not go to bed with a full tummy is a bit easier when you’re fasting all day. During this month we are encouraged to give charity to those in need and remind ourselves of the blessing we have. It reminds us that those who regularly do not have much to eat should be in our prayers and we should strive to give charity to them constantly.

3. We are reminded of our community

Ramadan is really a time for family, friends, and all of our Muslim family. We see each other more than usual during this month. We eat with family friends often and usually cook the best meals during this time. Sweets are usual for every night, and laughter is common. It’s so much fun to be around those who are God conscious during this month. On the first night before Ramadan we wish everyone a happy Ramadan. It is truly a moment that reminds us how blessed we are to have another Ramadan, another huge opportunity to better ourselves for the sake of our Lord.

4. We PARTYYYY after Ramadan

During Ramadan, we focus on reading the Quran, doing good deeds, praying more, watching our tongues - we try to give up TV, and movies - we spend more time with family and try to sleep less so we can worship more.

Then, the day after Ramadan, for 3 days, we PARTTYYYYYY. With lots of sweets! We celebrate our fasting and the good deeds we received and we aim to carry on our new found habits!

The holiday after Ramadan is called Eid al-Fitr. We wear our best clothing, go to the Eid prayer, give gifts, decorate our homes, and eat. Eat eat eat :D

5. Fasting is amazing for your physical health, not just spiritual

I will not go into much details with this because it’s not the main point of Ramadan, but one of the benefits to us is the cleansing of our body. If done right (not just eating a bunch of soda and fried foods during this month) you can really aid your body.

Fasting has been shown to:

  • Promotes anti aging hormones (promoting longevity)
  • Strengthens the immune system
  • Improves insulin sensitivity
  • Speed up the metabolism
  • Boosts brain function (by promoting the production of a protein (BDNF) that promotes neural health)
  • Improve heart health
  • Prevent cancer


I hope this helps you understand a bit more about Ramadan. The feeling it brings is unlike no other. If you ever have any more questions about Ramadan, or anything about Islam, you’re always welcome to ask me.

It’s really important that we can understand each other’s religions better so we can facilitate each other’s worship of God.

Have a great day!

EXO react to Xiumin’s lil’ strip show

Sehun: “Well great, that’s got Luhan distracted from me”

Kai: *is wtf*

Tao: “Whatever my abs are better”


Chanyeol: “Lord have mercy please” 

literally the fandom



*when he realises he’s gotta strip next*

Lay: *pretends to be excited but is actually jelly*

Suho: “Why must my children do this?”

Kris: *feels threatened*

Luhan: *feels blessed, is speechless, much internal screaming*

my reaction ngl

Xiumin: “You’re all welcome”

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Writer’s Advice Friday Week 15: Question 1

Anonymous said:

Okay I am the type of person that writes what they know, which was easy when I wrote for other fandoms but spn has violence. How do I write a fight scene when I never been in a fight?

Erin: Research. Research. Research. Research. Watch an action scene and watch how the character’s move. Read a fight scene in a novel and pay attention to how the author approaches it. Take a self defense class at a local community center. Talk to people who have been in a physical confrontation about their experiences and use what they tell you to help you make the scene more real.

I realize this may be a bit more work than most want to put into a story. That’s okay. As a writer and martial artist who has had to defend themselves before, I can tell you that in a real fight, your mind goes blank. Your body just reacts. Muscle memories take over. You may not even be aware of what you are doing until the fighting is done. So focus more on feelings than actions. Use enough action to place them in a setting and move the scene forward. Just don’t worry about doing a complete blow by blow.

Kari I am gonna steal a quote from a Chris Evans movie for a hot second. “Love is not a thinking thing. It’s a feeling thing.” Same goes for writing. I don’t write what I know, not even by a long shot. I have never been tortured, I have never been shot, I have never been beaten by an ex. I write a lot of stuff that I never lived. I do it because I shape a character. I understand them. I feel them. Same for the SPN characters. I write from empathy and not from knowledge, which in my mind is pretty much the only way. That and as Erin said research. I mean you don’t go out and rob a bank cause you want your character to do so. You research how to and then you use your empathy to give him a reason too. Make people feel for him because you did. Make people root for him because you understand his reasons.

Rach Lord have mercy if I wrote only what I’ve done it’d be the most boring blog in the history of everything. Like really. We keep going back to research but I’ll take a different approach. Read and watch fights. Repeat over and over. In my case, I see what works for others, see what doesn’t. Take what does and make it my own, put my own twist on it. And then just use your head. If you were a complete novice at fighting, and you were going against a freakin ninja, that fight is going to be over fairly quickly. Boom, down, over. Even though you might not have actual experience fighting, make sure your fights follow the almighty rules of logic. Same goes for anything else. Like me with smut. Never done it, but I know most people only have 2 arms so if someone’s holding someone with like 3 hands, fall back to the logic.

anonymous asked:

MSR 31 and 37 please

31. blame me       37. I meant no harm.

Dear Scully,

I catch you tracing his name on the dust piling up on the window of the car that we bought six towns ago, the particles measuring his absence in layers of grey distance, of years he will grow without knowing us at all.

You wipe your finger on your jeans, already dirty but not well enough, so that when you try to dry your eyes, you mark your face the way the priests used to on a Wednesday when you sacrificed something. You never thought it’d be a son. You never thought Lent would last a lifetime and would make you question your faith in God, but mostly your faith in me. Blame me Scully. I already do. It should be easy. It should feel true, but I hope you know that I meant no harm. I would rather put a gun in my mouth, and when I hear you cry out for him I can almost feel the cold, oily barrel on my lips. Almost.

I see his name on your fingertips when you clench and unclench the countless motel pillows. I read it on our palms, like a broken branch in the family tree that is etched on our life lines. I hear it in the howling of the stray dogs that wail into the night, baying a Kyrie for a son’s name that I cannot say out loud.

Kyrie, Scully. Lord have mercy. I love you. I’m sorry. Say his name to me so that I am brave enough to repeat it.

Push yourself. Struggle. Fight your soul. Ask Allāh for guidance and firmness. If you are misguided, ask Him again. If you feel that the whole world is only getting worse, ask Him to make it better. If you feel lost, seek guidance in His words. Recite the Qur‘ān. Ponder. Pray. Pray. Seek forgiveness. Cry over your sins and repent. Repent again. And again. And again, and never get tired of it. Only little remains. Soon I will be gone to my Lord, and you’re next. Sooner than we think. So make whatever you can to meet Him with goodness. How shameful to have had a whole life and then standing in front of Allāh with lots of sins? Have faith and never give up on His mercy. We are all in this struggle; the pious and sinful, so pray. Pray. Pray. And Don’t give up.