I’ve been wanting a Sheikah symbol (from Zelda) forever. I decided to get it placed on my side, near my hips. I’ve always hated my cellulite and stretchmarks, and I can’t think of a better way to make this an area that I feel confident about. The style is different, and I’m so glad that I went outside of my box. Absolutely in love.
summary: your best friend taehyung promises you a night of adventure, and by this you know that he means there’s a 90% chance you two are going to get arrested tonight. but you go along with it anyway, because he’s taehyung, and you can never resist taehyung. + midnight sheenanigans and sexy times genre: smut, fluff, best friends!au warnings: oral (receiving), public sex, swearing, use of alcohol words: 7.245
Your best friend is known for a lot of things, and having bad ideas is one of them.
You had just gone back from a day with the girls, feeling drained and throat sore from laughing too much, when you walked into your apartment and found Taehyung on your couch. His feet were propped up on the coffee table, a bag of chips (your chips) resting on his lap as he flipped through the channels. You didn’t recall him being here when you had left hours ago, but knowing Taehyung, you wouldn’t be surprised if he had a duplicated key to your apartment. Taehyung jumped from the couch upon your arrival, a grin plastered on his face that you know meant that he was about to make you do something stupid. You weren’t up for his games. All you wanted to do was take a long hot shower and fall asleep in the comfiest pajamas you have.
Aries: make a list of things you dislike about yourself. don’t be hard or cruel to yourself, but keep it simple. write down as many things as you can think of. decorate this list with whatever you wish, using colors and objects that maybe you don’t like so much or that bring negative thoughts to your head. now, in a very safe manner, make a fire and toss in the list. watch it burn away all of the negative thoughts and energies. after it is only ashes, create and decorate a similar list, but of things you love about yourself, and keep this one.
Taurus: make sure you feel comfortable in your space. an important part of self-love is having an environment that makes you feel serene, happy, and healthy. decorate your room (or whatever your safe space is) with colors and objects that make you feel good. get rid of anything that holds bad memories or that you associate with your points of insecurities. don’t be afraid to move things around and try a new feel for your space every once in a while. arrange and rearrange until you feel completely wonderful in your space.
Gemini: write about yourself. try doing so in third person, perhaps with a different name and identity as you. however, give this person similar traits as you. write about them, in any setting, going through a journey of self-discovery. elaborate on their (your) good traits, and make sure they live up to your full potential. take their (your) not-so-great traits (or points of insecurity) and write about how they overcome these, use them to their advantage, or learn to accept and love them. try using what you wrote in your life.
Cancer: don’t be afraid to cry. the idea that crying is a weakness is a social standard in today’s society, and there is actually much benefit that comes from crying. read your favorite book, watch your favorite movie, hug your favorite stuffed animal. gather all of the harmful thoughts you have about yourself and cry. let all of those thoughts channel out through your tears, and visualize them leaving your body with every drop. when you’re done, treat yourself to something you love and write down a few positive things about yourself.
Leo: every morning when you wake up, or every night before you go to sleep, look in the mirror. stare at yourself, at all of your wonderfully human features and beautiful imperfections. say “i am beautiful” (with variations such as handsome, pretty, gorgeous, good-looking, etc) three times, or write it down three times. say it even if you don’t believe it. you deserve to love yourself, and putting this self love into words, as well as associating it with your face/body, will help you come to realize what an amazing person you are!
Virgo: keep a self-love journal. make sure to keep up with it, and once a day write a single thing you love about yourself. make sure to include things about your appearance as well as personality. after you have written your daily entry, say the words you wrote out loud to yourself. say it as many times as you wish, as many times as it takes for the positive words to bring a smile to your face. decorate this journal with colors, drawings, stickers, or other decor that makes you feel happy. go back through the journal when needed.
Libra: do whatever you can to make yourself…you. maybe you don’t feel comfortable wearing the kind of clothes, makeup, or accessories you like in public yet, so do it at home. walk around with those new shoes or dye your hair temporarily. look at yourself in the mirror and appreciate how you truly look like YOU. perhaps try building up to presenting yourself this way in public, if you feel comfortable. if you take a step toward feeling more confident and like yourself, whether in public or not, treat yourself to something you love.
Scorpio: do something nice for yourself. try to think of something that you love doing, or experiencing. think outside of the box, and make an attempt to do that. if you can, try sharing it with someone else. for example, take a friend to that art gallery you’ve been wanting to visit. have fun, and get excited for this outing. when you get back, find a piece of paper and write down all the things you did and how much fun you had. afterwards, take a nap or do something to help you relax, and remember to breathe. have fun.
Sagittarius: create a self-love jar. cut up little pieces of paper, and on each piece, write something that you really love about yourself. take a large mason jar (or whichever size you would like, really) and decorate it with ribbons, paint, stickers, or whatever you like. choose your favorite colors and things that soothe you to decorate the jar. place the pieces of paper in the jar, and put it somewhere that you can see it. every time you’re feeling down or your self-esteem is low, pick out a piece of paper and read it out loud to yourslf.
Capricorn: take a bath. fill up the tub with water, epson salt, bubble bath, a bath bomb, or whatever you like. make sure the temperature is how you like it, and then relax. you may be inclined to think about your worries and insecurities, but instead try to focus on listing off ten or more things that you love about yourself. try to get as many as you can. say them out loud if you wish, so that you can hear them, as well. make sure to wash all of the negative thoughts off of your body during your peaceful bath.
Aquarius: meditate in your free time. attempt to clear your mind of all thoughts, especially negative ones about yourself. let those thoughts go, because they do nothing but weigh you down and make you feel heavy. if you need, focus on your positive traits during your time. use this medium of relaxation to learn to see yourself in a more serene, peaceful way. potentially increase your acceptance of yourself and/or your body. meditation also has many other positive effects, aside from self love, and can work wonders.
Pisces: practice art in place of self-hate, or practice art to celebrate self-love. when you are feeling particularly bad about yourself, create a piece of art (whether it be a song, a poem, a sculpture, a painting, a drawing, etc) to release those negative feelings. destroy it after you have made it, if you wish. when you are feeling good about yourself, celebrate your happiness with a more loving, special piece of art. with this type of art, you should either keep it to remind yourself how amazing you are or gift it to someone you love.
remember that all of these can be applied to anyone! just because i classified a certain exercise under a certain sign does not mean it will only work for that sign. i encourage you to try all of these! remember to love yourself :)
The door to the
bakery seemed heavier than usual as Marinette grimly headed out for school on
a particularly cold morning. Marinette glanced briefly at the paper hearts
decorating the bakery windows. She had cut each valentine by hand, alternating
between dreaming about Adrien, and cursing this lovey dovey season with each
cut of the scissors. She didn’t always hate Valentine’s Day, she didn’t
particularly hate it now, but the season of love could be quite discouraging
when you were hopelessly crushing on your unobtainable classmate.
was so consumed by her nonexistent love life that she didn’t notice the box
sitting just outside the bakery door. Which was rather unfortunate because
Marinette probably would have tripped over it even if she had seen it.
And trip she did. She fell with a huff on the cold sidewalk, cursing whatever
had caused her spill and gently checking that the sleeping kwami in her purse
was okay. Marinette turned as she picked herself up and let out a squeak of
surprise. The culprit of her fall was a large, once beautifully wrapped box.
Thanks to her clumsiness the gold bow was now a sad pile of ribbon and the pink
polka-dot wrapping paper was completely torn on one side.
Can you write how you think bughead will get together?
Betty walked like a zombie, Jughead’s words about needing to see Polly echoing over and over inside her head. She felt like she was being pulled in two different directions. Part of her wanted to keep Polly safe so she could get better. That part of her was afraid that seeing Betty and answering her questions, would send her sister into another downward spiral.
But another part of her thirsted for the truth. She needed to know what exactly had happened with Jason and Polly. She needed to figure out what happened to Jason, especially if her parents were involved. That part of her wanted to do anything necessary to find the truth.
Betty went back and forth, weighing the pros and cons, each side of her battling to be the winner.
“Did I overstep?” Betty was torn out of her thoughts by the soft words of the boy walking next to her. She had completely forgotten that Jughead had offered to walk her home. She stopped and looked at him. He was watching her with an intent and slightly nervous expression. “Because I’ve been going over it in my head and I feel like I overstepped. I pride myself in my ability to stay objective, I think that’s what makes me the perfect person to write this story. But for you it is anything but objective. It’s about your sister, your sister’s fiance, and your parents. So I’m sorry if I overstepped by suggesting your parents had something to do with Jason or by saying we needed to talk to Polly-”
“Juggie” Betty put her hand on his arm to stop him, because he looked like he would’ve kept on talking. He got very talkative and tended to ramble when he was nervous. Jughead looked down at her hand and then back up at her face, he was biting his lip.
“You better not be about to say that you’re sorry.” Betty interrupted him again. “Because you have nothing to be sorry for. Your brutal honesty, objectivity, and desire to find the truth is why I choose you to help me figure everything out.”
“Really? Cause my brutal honesty has lost me a few friends.” Jughead said with a dry laugh.
“Not me. Everyone else in town seems to have an agenda, but you just say what you feel. I like that. Most people would’ve tiptoed around the subject of my parents or Polly. But you didn’t. I appreciate that about you Jughead.” Betty said firmly. Jughead was looking at her like she had two heads. Betty smiled and looped her arm through his. She pulled gently and they continued their walk to her house. He walked her all the way up to her front door. From the darkness inside, Betty could tell that her dad was not home yet, and her mom was still away. Jughead released her arm and stepped away. Betty felt the cold air brush her where his arm had been.
“Goodnight Betts.” Jughead gave her a small smile and turned away
“Night Juggie.” She responded. She opened up her front door and stared into the empty darkness beyond. She was suddenly filled with an overwhelming desire not to be alone. She spun back around and yelled at Jughead’s retreating form, “Jughead!” He froze immediately and turned to look at her, his eyes wide with alarm.
“Betts?” He relaxed slightly when he saw she was okay, but he could tell that something was wrong. Jughead started walking back to her. “What’s wrong?” Betty waited until he had once again joined her on her front steps before she answered.
“I just…Do you wanna come in and stay for a little while? My dad’s not home yet and I um…”
“Of course.” Jughead nodded and Betty knew that he understood why she was asking.
“Thanks” Betty gave a sigh of relief and walked into the house, Jughead following her. They went up to her room and Betty laughed when Jughead threw himself on her bed like he owned the place. He stretched out, looking completely comfortable there. She supposed he was, after all, Jughead had been coming up to her room since they were 8 years old. He had been in here, lying just like that on her bed countless times.
So why did it suddenly make her stomach flutter to see him lying there? Why did he suddenly seem out of place amongst her girly pink room? What had changed?
“What?” Jughead finally noticed her staring at him. He sat up and leaned against her headboard. “What’s wrong?” Betty pushed her current thoughts away and sat down next to Jughead.
“I’m just worried about my sister. I want to see her, I really do. Plus, she is the only one who can fill in some of these blanks, but…”
“But you’re worried about the effect our questions might have on her.” Jughead finished for her.
“Yes” Betty leaned her head against his shoulder. It felt so comforting, so right, sitting there with him. He never failed to make her feel safe. That was something that would never change.
“Betty, I promise you, if we get in to see your sister, we won’t do anything that could hurt her.” Jughead’s breath was warm on the top of her head as he leaned against it. “We will take it slow, and at the first sign of trouble, we will stop. Getting the truth is not nearly as important as your sister.”
“Thanks Juggie.” Betty lifted her head up to smile at him. She brushed back a piece of hair that had fallen over his forehead. “I’m really glad I have you.” She dropped her hand and leaned her head back on his shoulder. “So, how do we get in to see my sister?”
“That sounds like a problem that can be solved tomorrow. I think we’ve done enough today.”
“Works for me” Betty responded, but her mind was already thinking of possible ways she could get in to see her sister. First, she had to figure out the name of the hospital where her sister was. Maybe her parents had a bill or something from it. After that, she could figure out what the security was like and if there was any way of getting past it…
“Betty?” Jughead once again brought her from her thoughts
“How are you and Archie?”
“What?” Betty sat up suddenly at the odd question and looked at Jughead. He wasn’t looking at her, but rather at his hands, which were twisting nervously together.
“I mean, you guys had a rough patch recently, are you 100% better?”
“Yeah, we’re back to being best friends Juggie, you don’t have to worry about that” Betty assured him, thinking that was what was on his mind. But Jughead shook his head and asked another surprising question,
“And what about you? Are you…okay with being friends?” Jughead looked up at her with a surprisingly shy expression.
“Are you asking me if I’m over him?” Betty clarified
“Yes” Jughead responded slowly.
“Well…” Betty thought for a moment, wanting to make sure that she gave Jughead an honest answer, “Yes, I think I am. I was upset and hurt for a while, but once I had a little space I realized that I was more into the idea of dating Archie than the reality of dating him.”
“What do you mean?” Jughead furrowed his brow in the cute way he did when he was trying to understand something.
“I mean I had this idea of me, the perfect student and cheerleader, dating Archie, the perfect boy and football player. You know like in all of the stories. I just thought that we were supposed to be together, that dating was where our story was bound to end. But after he told me that he didn’t like me, and after Ms. Grundy I realized…” Betty cut off, biting her lip and looking away. Jughead put his hands over hers, squeezing them reassuringly.
“You realized what?”
“That Archie wasn’t perfect and neither was I. And the fairy tale romance I had cooked up in my head was exactly that, imaginary.”
“Don’t be too hard on yourself Betts”
“I’m not, this was a good thing. My mother has always convinced me that I needed to be perfect and that there was this box that I needed to fit into, but I’m slowly realizing that I don’t want to be perfect and I don’t want to be put in a box. I want to be myself and date someone whom I can be myself with. Someone who is okay with my mistakes, someone who also doesn’t fit into a box.” As Betty finished talking she realized that without even knowing it, she had been talking about Jughead. He was someone who knew about and accepted her flaws. He never backed down from her crazy and he never made her feel like her emotions were invalid.
“So, you don’t regret telling Archie how you felt, even though it could’ve messed up your friendship?” Jughead’s words were barely a whisper.
“No, I’m glad I took the chance. I would’ve just kept pinning away otherwise.” Betty reached up and lay one of her hands on his cheek. His eye’s widened in surprise, but he leaned into her touch.
“Betty, there’s something I’ve got to say” He said breathlessly, eyes locked on hers. Betty put her other hand so she was cupping his face and moved closer to him, enjoying the way he looked at her in shock and awe.
“And what is that?” She asked, even though she already knew. She could tell by the line of questioning and the way Jughead was acting that he felt the same way about her as she did him. But she wanted him to say the words.
“I hate boxes”
“What?” Betty said with a laugh, that had not been at all what she had been expecting. Jughead leaned over and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her until she was half on his lap.
“I hate boxes,” He said again, “And I like that you don’t fit into one. You are unique and amazing and beautiful and I’ve had a crush on you for a while. So if you’d have me, I’d love to make mistakes, break rules, and be outside of the box with you.” Betty laughed again in pure joy, looking up at the beautiful boy in front of her, his green eyes shining intensely as he looked at her. As a response, Betty pushed their lips together. She heard Jughead’s surprised gasp before he recovered and kissed her back. His mouth was warm and sweet and everything she could’ve dreamed of. She was disappointed when he finally tore his mouth from hers.
“You still haven’t given me an answer.” He said in a rough whisper. Betty rolled her eyes at him, always the jokester.
“That was my answer dummy” She replied, and before he could come out with a single witty word, her mouth was on his again.
Thanks so much for the prompt!!! I hope you liked it. And thank you everyone for being patient for me. It takes me a little while to answer these sometimes, but I promise I will get to them all! I love you guys!!!
I want ADHD Lance to be represented in away that isn’t for the sake of him being annoying and the team goof. Some funny parts are okay but I already feel like my ADHD leans more towards an inconvenience. I want Lance’s ADHD to be represented in a way that is proactive and proves helpful. Things like being able to hyper focus (healthily) and organize and think outside of the box are all things that I love about myself I would love for Lance to use his disability to his advantage rather than being trapped under this stereotype.
Embrace the Apocalypse with Me’s 400 Follower Negan Challenge
Hey there friends! I didn’t see you come in…Who me? I’m just sitting here…definitely not in my underwear listening to this…
Wait…a 400 follower Negan challenge? Who said anything about that that?! Oh, It was me? Just a few days ago, you say? Well then, let’s get this party started!
I finally hit 400 followers and I’m gonna party it up with a Negan Challenge! Without further ado, here are the rules:
1. You can create anything you want using one of the prompts below. I don’t care what format it’s in (poem, short fic, multi-chapter, drawing, sculpture, music, interpretive dance, basket weaving). Go nuts!
2. The deadline is Friday, September 1, 2017 at midnight Eastern Time.
3. Send your prompt choices to me via an ASK! If you send it any other way, I will ask you to ASK me for the prompt. ;) It’s first come, first serve and there are only two slots for the prompts.
4. Write any version of Negan you want! Fancy some TV!Daddy!Negan? Rock on! Prefer goofy, crass Comic!Negan? Fuck yeah, pals, me too! Wanna go with something completely outside both of those boxes? I love you! Make it happen!
5. I will be giving out prizes (haven’t decided on physical or virtual prizes yet) for the following: Most Likes, Most Reblogs, Most Comments (this will include comments on reblogs and replies). Writer comments and my comments/likes/reblogs will not count. Only reader ones will be tallied and only until the deadline.
6. Oh shit! I almost forgot to say tag me in your fics as you post ‘em and also tag the fic with #embracetheapocalypse so I can find it!
On to the prompts! I’ve got 5 categories with 5 prompts, and each prompt has two available slots:
Category 1: Shuffle Playlist (Inspired by songs on my actual playlist)
Used Car Salesman (Ok, so this was never really
substantiated, but maybe he sold cars to put himself through school? Or to pay
for Lucille’s cancer treatments? Let’s see what his life selling quality used
vehicles was like!)
(2 slots open)
If you have questions fire away! Also, please share this to get the word out! :)
***As promised, here is volume 2 of Malec fanfic recommendations since you all seem to enjoy the 1st edition which still can be found here.
Again, if you liked this and want me to continue doing this, let me know, okay? And now, have fun reading. I know you all want to have more Malec love in your life.***
Magnus Bane has made a name for himself in the fashion industry after raising high against all odds and becoming the Editor in Chief of the world’s most celebrated fashion magazine, Pandemonium. He’s powerful, influential, and most of all, he’s a genius.
Just not when it comes to technology. In fact, Magnus hates it with a passion.
So one can imagine his distaste when, after a huge thunderstorm, Pandemonium’s office lost every in a short circuit and he was forced to buy thousands worth of new fancy products from Light Inc., the world’s most renowned technology company.
Good thing all that high-tech crap comes with instructions in the form of Alec Lightwood.
Looking at him feels like looking directly into the sun and Alec wonders inwardly if he might go blind just from the way this man shines so brightly. He is the most beautiful human being Alec has ever seen. Too bad he’s a parking spot thief and now Alec has to hate him.
Alec and Magnus never met each other. They didn’t join forces to fight the Circle when they attacked his lair, they never met to help Clary recover her memories.
When the Clave refused to investigate the rumours about the rise of Valentine, Magnus, Luke, Raphael and the other Downworlders saw the problem coming for them. They banded together and rose up to stop Valentine.
This story is set six months after his defeat.
“Magnus freezes. It’s then that he realises. He should’ve seen it before. He’s fairly certain he’s crushing on his best friend. His neighbour. The one boy who grew alongside him.”
Childhood sweethearts AU where Alec and Magnus grow up next door to each other. Over the years, they transition from playmates to best friends to something more. But as usual, the path to happiness is always complicated.
After Jace disappeared with Valentine, Alec and Isabelle are put under house-arrest by their parents so that they don’t run off and screw things up worse than they already are. On top of that, they took their phones, so Alec hasn’t spoken to Magnus since Jocelyn woke up, and it drives him insane, because what he feels for Magnus feels so big and he knows, deep down, that Magnus feels the same.
How do you handle knowing that Magnus Bane’s heart is in your hands?
Alec Lightwood is the most beautiful and talented classically trained ballet dancer at the New York Arts Institute. He’s pressured by everyone in his life to carry the honor of the Lightwood name in the New York performing arts world, he feels trapped in a box. Magnus Bane is the most liked, respected, gorgeous, and innately talented hip-hop freestyle dancer who was accepted to the Institute on scholarship. He puts on the happy face for everyone around him, but inside he is broken and badly scarred by his past. When Alec finds himself wanting to branch out and add free movement to his final senior piece he seeks the help of the one person he’s been secretly drawn to for years. The one person he knows lives very much outside of the box.
Texts between the original pairing of Raj x Elias from my fic ‘I Won’t Let You Fall’ . Raj and Elias have begun dating a little while ago and are totally in love but they just noticed that their two friends, who live in very different worlds are starting to interact. Of course these adorable gossips would be texting each other behind Magnus’ and Alec’s backs.
When Alec finally decides to propose to Magnus, he’s called to a crimes scene, where a dead junkie lies without a coat or shoes in a filthy alley. He and his partner, Jace, find a witness.
Behind a dumpster, a boy crouches, hiding.
The boy does not speak. He does not trust anyone. Except for Alec.
Alec and Magnus have to take the boy in and give him a safe place to stay. Especially when whoever killed the junkie found in the alley wants to keep the five year old child quiet.
After a party, Isabelle discovers the body of a… well, fellow model. When she finds herself stuck in a bind, she calls the only person she can, her brother. While preparing for his wedding to billionaire Magnus Bane, Alec is forced to work to clear his sister of a crime she didn’t commit, to find a way to protect her as he hadn’t been able to protect his brother, Max.
Magnus blinked at him, surprised.
“You want to see my eyes?” he repeated slowly. Alec nodded, embarrassment flooding his face, flushing his wind-bitten cheeks an even darker pink.
“How they really are, without the glamour,” Alec elaborated. “If - if that’s okay?”
“Sure,” Magnus said, still sounding a little bewildered by the request. “If you want to.”
When a text from Isabelle sends Alec to Magnus’s house as one last ditch attempt to get him to call off his wedding, Alec and Magnus come clean about their feelings and the consequences of them. When dawn breaks after one night together, Alec has to choose between doing what’s right and what his heart wants.
Magnus had always found runes fascinating, and the power each one provided was amazing to watch in action. The way they contrasted against skin, standing out stark and powerful. The warlock also found the placing of some of them to be quite interesting.
Or: Five times Magnus agonized over his fixation with Alec’s neck and his deflect rune and one time he did something about it.
Raphael, in turn, looks at the ginger root Magnus is holding and says, “Díos, this again?”
“What do you mean, again?” Jace asks, looking curious.
“Have we just abandoned all social rules?” Simon asks, going mostly unheard as he follows Raphael into the loft. “Does no one say ‘hi’ anymore?”
“Here, take what you want, what you need.” the warlock whispered, moving his hands to Alec’s to lace them together.
Or five times Magnus and Alec failed at having intimate moments and the one time they didn’t.
After being kidnapped and used as a food source for vampires, Alec finds it hard to go back to the life he once knew. Plagued by nightmares and unable to hunt, he turns to the only person he is actually comfortable being around. Magnus Bane.
Magnus looked up when Alec stopped in front of the rusty gate and quirked an eyebrow upon seeing him.
“Your Highness,” he muttered, deadpan.
“Don’t,” Alec sighed.
“Aren’t you afraid to tarnish your royal blood by coming to visit a pirate?” Magnus continued, his lips twitching with the beginning of a smirk, lacking the humor Alec had witnessed so many times before.
His mesmerizing eyes told a different story, though. They were defeated, tired and it only made Alec feel worse.
“I tried to explain it to them but they wouldn’t listen,” he murmured in a desperate attempt at defending himself.
In which the prince of Idris and an infamous pirate find themselves stuck together on a deserted island and have to face the consequences when they get back on land.
“Look for a new angle.” These words are so inspiring. Not only is this movie creatively motivating for me, but the words and characters and everything just make me feel like I can do anything. Heck, this movie made me almost double major in engineering and psychology (I’m sticking with psychology though). This quote really energizes me and makes me think outside the box and I love it and this movie for that.