my three favorite things in the world

I was tagged by @nyxwordsmith to say three facts about myself (I don’t like reblogging big long posts like that, sorry o.o) Thanks friend! :D

I was born with a deformed left foot that is now completely functional thanks to physical therapy.

I’m allergic to exercise. (No, really. It’s a real thing. Look it up. It’s not dangerous though I just sneeze when I run lol)

My favorite type of dancing is contra dancing.

And uhm people seemed to be tagging 3 people so uhm @my-wandering-world @mr-flibble-says @icouldbemoreclever show no signs of disowning me anytime soon let’s go with them

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legacy-of-hypocrites  asked:

To you, what are the three to five most important things in Life? Rank your answer from most important to fifth-most important, and please avoid extremely broad terms like "Love" or "Strength" - be a bit more specific. I'm curious to hear what you value in this broken, yet progressing, world. 👍🏻 And yes, I'm an optimistic pessimist. This world is both beautiful and horrifying.

  1. True Love - Loving is my favorite thing to do in life. I like to make others happy and I like to look at someone who looks back at me, seeing who I am. Ya know, like really looking into you. This is being truly connected. 
  2. Passion - This hits on love to some degree, but you can find passion in all facets of life, like your work, your friends, etc. It’s the passion-filled pieces in life that make it worth living. 
  3. Meaningful Conversations - These help you feel understood. You need to be understood in life. You need to be around those that see you for who you are and care about what’s going on inside your head. Being misunderstood is very lonely.
  4. Honesty - This is how you tap into everything on this list. Be honest with what makes you happy and what makes you sad, who you like and who drains you. We often let friends and family tell us who we are and though they want what is best for us and know who we are pretty well, at the end of the day, no one knows you better than you know you.
  5. Self Care - The best way to add good into this world is to be the best version of yourself. Making sure you are taking care of yourself is the best thing you can do for this world, because it adds happy. 

For work reasons, I regularly have to stand up in front of a bunch of people I have never met before, and talk to them. Usually it’s about fifteen people, but at conference time my seminars have upwards of seventy-five people or more in the audience.

For years, public speaking was not my favorite thing; I dreaded it more than anything else in the world. But I love it now, and I’ve been told I’m good at it, so I’m gonna share some tips. 

  1. Freak out. Go ahead. Give yourself permission to panic about having to stand up in front of a bunch of people and give a speech. Go. Panic, scream, cry, complain to the world. Just get it out of your system - really get it all out in one go. You can have anywhere from ten minutes to three hours, depending on how close this due date is. But however long you take, know that when you’re done freaking out, that’s it - it’s work time now.
  2. Make an outline. Write down the main points you want to cover. Dates, theories, equations, all of the Big Stuff. Write them all down in the beginning, so you won’t forget them later.
  3. Once the Big Stuff is written down, start filling in details: what’s important about this date, explain this theory, what’s the application for this equation. If it seems relevant, give examples (but limit it to one or two easy examples per item; overfilling with examples can lead to your audience forgetting what you were talking about)
  4. If you are making a PowerPoint - start transferring that outline into your slides. Don’t worry about design, format, animations, none of that right now. It shouldn’t be pretty at the beginning, all you need is your information on the slides. Make sure your slides are simple and not stuffed with information. Font size should be at least 28 for every bit of text - if you need to shrink it down to fit your information on, move it to the next slide or user fewer words.
  5. Write your speech in bullet points. Resist the urge to write it out word-for-word. If you write it out word-for-word and practice from that and nothing else, one of two things is probably going to happen: you will recite the speech as you have written and it will come across as a recitation rather than a presentation, or you will forget a word somewhere in the middle and stumble over yourself. Writing your speech in bullet points lets you fill in the transitions as you’re practicing; your flow will be more even and natural when you’re speaking, and you won’t get caught up in what the next word is supposed to be.
  6. Practice. Practice, practice, practice. Do not, under any circumstances, wing it. If you wing it, you will feel unprepared, so you will come across as unprepared, and you will probably forget important details or be surprised when a particular slide shows up. Practice until you are tired of your topic, practice until you want to murder your topic and bury it out in the back.
  7. There’s nothing worse than being in the middle of a sentence and realizing you have no more air left. When you’re practicing, make note of where you should breathe.
  8. Practice with an audience that can interact with you (your dog is a loving and supportive friend, but your dog can’t tell that you’re talking too fast). You need to give your speech to someone who will give you honest feedback - it can be an audience of one. Make it clear to them how you want their help: do you want them to critique your content, your presentation skills, or both.
  9. Preparation is equally as important as practicing. Check your PowerPoint - are all your animations working correctly? Is everything spelled right? Do you have legible notecards written in a way that will help you? Do you have an outfit planned (you want to look nice, but you also want to be comfortable)?
  10. Three days before, stop tweaking it. Stop making major changes. Go ahead and change the wording, but do not add any new content (and do not remove content unless it really is garbage). Up until now you’ve been practicing with a certain set of content, and throwing new content in at the last minute can unsettle your pacing and structure - it’s information you haven’t had nearly as much time as practice.
  11. One day before, leave it alone completely. It’s locked. Done. It’ll be what it’ll be. 24 hours before your speech is not the time to making any kind of adjustments to it. You’ve practiced what you have, you know you can rock what you have, so you’re going to give what you have.
  12. If steps 9 and 10 have both failed for any number of reasons (which is fine! happens to me all the time), then this is the rule you need to pay attention to. For the love of everything you find holy, do not make changes to your speech right before you give it. This has the same effect as winging it, and all the practice you’ve done will be for nothing.
  13. Get a good night’s sleep. Be hydrated. Eat breakfast (but not a super big special breakfast that might upset your stomach; eat your normal breakfast, even if that’s toaster pastries and a can of soda). Dress in layers, so you can remove or add a layer as necessary and not be freezing or sweating up there.
  14. Go first, if you have the option. Seriously. Volunteer to go first. You’ll get it out of the way, and you’ll be done. More importantly, you won’t be watching everyone else’s presentations/speeches while worrying about your own - that’s a super easy way to psych yourself out. So go first, or at least go early.

Other tips!

  1. Watch stand-up comedy. What stand-up comedy teaches you is timing, pacing, and audience interaction. Stand-up comics stand in front of people and talk to them for a living - they just happen to be funny when they do it. Study them for timing and pacing: where do they pause, for how long, how do they transition two wildly different topics together, etc. Stand-up comics are great at handling unpredictable audiences.
  2. PowerPoint animations: never use slide transitions, and the only animation you should ever use is “appear.” The “appear” animation controls what’s on the slide at any given time and is helpful for both you and the audience (though don’t make stuff disappear once it’s already on the slide). You won’t rush over yourself trying to move on to the next topic, because the next topic isn’t visible yet.
  3. Also on PowerPoint: know where your slides end. Create a little circle or square in the bottom corner that’s just a shade or two darker than the background color, and have it be the last thing to appear on the slide. Your audience won’t notice it, but it’ll be an indicator for you that the slide’s over and you’re moving on.
  4. If it’s speech with a time limit, have a buddy keep time by holding up a piece of paper with how much time you have remaining. Since you’ve practiced, you should know about how long your speech is, but you may speed up or slow down in front of people and you need to know about that. Be clear with them up front about what they need to tell you: you don’t want to be suddenly blindsided with 2:00 LEFT, but neither do you want to be warned every five minutes.
  5. Have a buddy give you signals. I talk super fast in front of people, so I always have someone in the back of the room to give me the “slow down” hand signal. You may also get really quiet, and you need someone to tell you to speak up. If at all possible, you want to adjust your speed or volume before someone in the audience points it out to you, which can interrupt your rhythm and train of thought.
  6. If you talk with your hands, talk with your hands. If you want to stand still, stand still. If you like jokes, tell jokes. If you need Star Trek references, make them. Let yourself be yourself. You’re already in an uncomfortable situation, and trying to silence something fundamental about who you are is going to make it so much worse. Be yourself in front of a crowd - you will be a lot more interesting, and a lot more fun (and have a lot more fun), than everyone else who’s trying to be as flat as possible.

If you have any questions or want some extra advice or anything, I’m happy to help!

anonymous asked:

Oh man I didn't know there were multiple occasions// ahh I've been a casual Shinee Stan of like three year and I want to get to know them! And then I saw all these posts about Minho hugging my little guy :'( and honestly any video of that would be just fine

minho hugging the little guy is actually my favorite thing so i’m just going to tell u about every time it’s happened (that i know of) so i can remember there is a good thing in this world and that good thing is minho

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jonghyun is a precious sobbing mess. while minho doesn’t swoop in to save him until about 1:10, jonghyun spends that first minute sobbing loudly into the shoulders of some sj members before minho comes in to wipe his tears away and  hold him really close and pictures from this day also make me really emotional

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honestly every second of this video makes me emotional more than words can express. key starts crying first and jjong goes into hug him while the other members stand to the side and smile at them. at about 6:00, key points out that jjong has started to cry and Precious Sunshine Boy minho comes in to pat his back. jonghyun then makes the most pathetic and emotional waddle over to hug taemin, then jinki–all while minho babe is standing off to the side, waiting for jjong–spitty, teary, boogery jjong–to hug him too at about 7:03. minho is extra precious here because he sways while they’re hugging and pats him a lot and i just ;;;; minho ;;;;

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jjong bb just ;;; so ;;; teary and emotional. honestly he’s such an ugly and gross crier i wouldn’t come near him yet minho is just “my bro :’)”. he even wipes jjong’s tears away with his thumb and holds him from the side and then gets him a towel to cry into. minho is such a good boy.

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throughout this whole broadcast i just wanted someone to swoop in and hug jonghyun since he was crying so hard but no one did… and then minho came in to save the day. to save the Tiny Man. as soon as minho appears jjong does this weird thing with his neck, almost like he didn’t want minho to come, but then he gets up from his chair and minho is walking toward him with his arms outstretched and jjong just //melts//. he goes all limp in minho’s arms and lets minho sway him around. then at the end they hug again and pat each other’s butts and it’s so important to me.

in conclusion minho is the sweetest human being ever and there’s no one i’d rather have wipe away jjong bb’s tears ;;;

One of my favorite things from Night Vale is this part from Episode 21, A Memory of Europe

“Simone Rigadeau – the transient living in a recycling closet in the Earth Sciences building at Night Vale Community College – released a statement today, saying that the world has ended.
“The world ended three or four decades ago,” she scrawled on a Subway sandwich wrapper. “I don’t know what this thing is that we’re living in, but it’s not the world.”“

Just that concept and phrasing is amazing

The world ended.
Whatever this is, it is not the world

And as time goes on you slowly find out that the world really did end and she is the only person who kept her memory from that timeline

30 Day Know Yourself Challenge

This challenge is one that will help you think creatively about yourself. It’s important to understand yourself as a person and as a being in this world. Really think about your answers and how you want to answer these questions.

Here’s my set up. I kept it pretty simple for this challenge.

1. Write your highs and lows of the past year. 

2. Three things you are terrified of. 

3. Write one sentence describing yourself.

4. Your favorite quote. 

5. Three ways to win your heart. 

6. Write what you want to say to someone who hurt you.

7. Describe your perfect spouse in five words.

8. List two weird things you do when you’re alone.

9. Write about something you miss. 

10. List six things that make you smile. 

11. Five pet peeves. 

12. Name a fictional character that is most like you and why.

13. Write one sentence describing your favorite place. 

14. List your top five favorite songs. 

15. Write about the importance of education. 

16. Describe your favorite color without saying it within two sentences.

17. Write about your best friend. 

18. Write your views on religion.

19. List your favorite places to eat. 

20. Write about what makes you nervous. 

21. List your top five favorite fictional characters.

22. Describe your dream job. 

23. Write your views on a topic that you are passionate about. 

24. Write about your earliest memory. 

25. List six interesting facts about yourself. 

26. Describe your favorite vacation memory. 

27. Name your favorite movie and describe it in one sentence. 

28. List your top five favorite non-fictional characters. 

29. Doodle a flower to relax. 

30. Describe a place you’d love to live. 

You know what I think would be a good netflix series, Scott Pilgrim. There’s plenty of things they left out or changed from the comics, they could have in a show. For example

Envy having a bigger role along with Lynette.

Roxie, The twins, and Gideon’s fights being more like the comics, I feel like these three had their be so different in the movies. Like Roxie and Ramona are still friends in the comics, and she only fights Scott because she thinks he’s cheating on Ramona with Lisa. Lisa also wasn’t in the movie so add her into the show.

Gideon has like a few forms, like a literal boss battle from a video game.

I’ve seen the movie enough to notice that Ken and Kyle had zero lines, and their part felt so rush. They didn’t get to talk to Scott before hand or anything, it was just like here she dated twins, now fight.

Make Stephen be gay and add his boyfriend Joseph in

Just make Ramona bisexual, none of this oh it was just a phase stuff.

I’m probably forgetting some things since it’s been awhile since I’ve read the comics.

I feel like using the same humor would be good too, just don’t take every single joke from the movie and put it in, that would be lazy.

25 Surprising Things That Turn Men On
  • Travis: Now the terrible, stupid thing that Cosmo has done here is they asked guys to submit them on twitter. So these are straight up submissions.
  • Griffin: Before we start, can I say that the thing that turns me on most in this world is exploring the secrets of the vagina? The seventeen dark secrets.
  • ...
  • Travis: Some of my favorites on this list - Number two is, "That early in the morning or tired at night phone voice." Which translates to me of like, 'Can we please just go to bed? Why are you up so early?' Number three, "Girls who swim."
  • Justin: Like, mermaids?
  • Travis: I guess!
  • Griffin: 'She's moist all the time, she smells like chlorine. I love it.'
  • Travis: Number eight, all caps, "PAYING FOR YOUR OWN DINNER."
  • Griffin: 'Mm, got a major boner. She pulls out that visa and this boner just jumps right off.'
  • Justin: 'You should see when the guy at Chili's is like, is this together or separate? And she's like, together, but he's with me.'
  • ...
  • Travis: "If you can spin around while you're riding it." Wheeee!
  • Griffin: 'It' being your office chair, right? And not your penis because that's not possible.
  • ...
  • Travis: Number twelve, "A chick that will play PS3 with me."
  • Griffin: 'While sitting on it and spinning.'
  • ...
  • Travis: Number seventeen, "Good credit."
  • Justin: Fuck you.
  • Griffin: Fuckin' stop it.
  • ...
  • Griffin: 'Listen baby, uh, we had a special night and you know I'm tryna crush some, gotta see if you can sit and spin, but first I gotta get on and just like find out what you're workin' with. Is it in the 500s?'
  • Justin: 'Do you have a PDF you could forward to me?'
I would give the shirt off my back just to know how you’d look in it.

Anonymous requested : “Is that my shirt?” for a Jily prompt but I mistakenly deleted the ask when I was cleaning out my inbox of some years-old THG-fandom asks, sorry.
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She is seated at the Gryffindor table eating a hearty serving of fried eggs and toast and talking to her friend Marlene when they come traipsing into the Great Hall like a scene from a Muggle film. Judging by the dark circles under all of their eyes, none of them got any sleep last night. It doesn’t make them any less picturesque.

Sirius, with his long, sleek, shimmery black hair and a careless smirk set on his handsome face, has always been one of the most beautiful people she has ever seen; even when they were eleven and weren’t exactly on the best terms there was no denying his ethereal beauty. Remus, all rugged and scarred and managing to look somehow both seventeen and eighty at the same time – it’s that haunted look in his eyes, she thinks – comes alive with the grin that his friends bring to his face. Peter, who has always been nothing but eager smiles and quick, witty one-liners and blue eyes in a boyishly charming face, is shorter and far less impressive to look at than his friends, but manages to fit in seamlessly all the same. Finally, there’s James Potter, the tallest of the bunch, arguably less handsome than Sirius but still with his fair share of admirers thanks to the easy grin, the effortless humor, the contagious laughter, the eager, open, friendliness that he exudes, the perpetually messy hair and deep, soft, charming hazel eyes that draw focus to a pleasant face.

Her heart skitters when she looks at him, finds him already watching her, heading straight for her. The playful grin turns boyish and eager when their eyes meet and she has to look away before she bites her lip and gives it all away. He is wedged between Sirius and Peter, an arm draped over each of them, but he wrenches himself away from them and drops into the empty seat on her left, tossing an arm over her shoulders.

“Morning, Lily. Marlene,” he says with a nod for the blonde to her right.

“Morning, James.” Marlene smirks at him as Sirius, Remus, and Peter take up three spots across the table from them. “Boys.”

“McKinnon, may I say, you’re looking quite fit today,” Sirius says, eyeing her over the table even as he loads up his plate with bacon and eggs.

“Yes, you may,” Marlene says loftily.

With her silky, wavy blonde hair, vibrant blue eyes, and curvy build, she is no stranger to boys like Sirius Black hitting on her. Still, Sirius is one of the few boys who manages to makes those comments and walk away unscathed. She claims it’s because their respective best friends are dating and it would be awkward to face him day after day knowing that she had all but hexed his balls off, but Lily suspects it’s more than that.

Carelessly flicking her hair over her shoulder, Marlene turns her attention away from Sirius, fixes a charming smile on her face, and leans toward Remus across the table. When she speaks, her voice is high-pitched and just slightly breathy. “Hey, did you finish that Defense essay yet?”

Lily wants to laugh, knowing that Marlene’s efforts are lost on Remus, who is not just oblivious to female interest, but actively tries to avoid it and therefore will not be seduced into helping Marlene with anything.

“Just about,” Remus says, watching suspiciously as she takes his plate from him and fixes him a heaping serving of the sausages sitting in front of her. “You want my notes, don’t you?”

“Please, I’m in completely over my head here,” Marlene drops the seductive tone and hands his loaded plate back.

“Sorry, I don’t actually take notes in Defense.” He cracks a rueful smile when she groans.

“Defense Against the Dark Arts genius over here,” Sirius says, nudging Remus with his shoulder.

“You don’t take notes in anything,” Lily points out, doing her best to ignore James’s wandering fingers on her leg.

“My genius is not limited to any one subject,” Sirius insists.

“Funny your grades don’t reflect your genius, then,” Marlene says.

Next to her, James laughs. Lily bites her lip to keep from joining in. She can’t help but to crack a smile when Sirius tosses a chunk of bacon at James, who catches it and throws it back at him.

“You can use my notes if you let me copy your History of Magic notes,” Peter offers hopefully.

“No offense, Peter, but you’re not exactly the top Defense student,” Marlene points out with a sigh.

“Maybe not,” Peter says. “But I stole Remus’s essay yesterday and took notes on it.”

“I knew I didn’t leave it unrolled!” Remus exclaims.

“You’ve got a deal, Peter.” Marlene grins and shakes Peter’s hand across the table, both of them happily ignoring Remus’s scowl.

“Catch this, Potter.” Sirius lifts a spoonful of jam and makes to fling it at James.

“If you hit me, Black, you’re a dead man,” Lily says darkly. He eyes her for a moment, takes note of her wand sitting next to her hand on the table, and wisely drops the jam.

“My hero,” James places a hand dramatically over his heart and leans over to kiss her.

He catches her chin instead of her lips when she turns her head at the last second. He sighs and lets his arm fall from around her shoulders. “You’re not still cross with me, are you?”

“Why ever should I be cross with you?” Lily says.

“Exactly, you shouldn’t!” James insists.

“Good thing I’m not, then!” she snaps, and turns her back on him to speak to Marlene, who is now watching them with wide eyes. He may be her boyfriend, and she may be the only person in the world who finds him more attractive than Sirius Black, and her heart may skip several beats whenever their eyes meet, but she’ll be damned if she doesn’t make him pay for his indiscretions.

“I’ve had a cross girlfriend or two in my day,” Sirius stage-whispers to the rest of them, “and she’s definitely cross.”  

Lily just barely resists the urge to stick out her tongue at him or maybe glue his tongue to the roof of his mouth.

He doesn’t make a sound or touch her or anything of the sort, but Lily is as aware as ever that James is staring at her. It’s a bit difficult to ignore someone staring at you when said person is sitting barely two inches away, but she gives it her best effort, chatting with Marlene, Remus, and Peter in between bites of her breakfast. Next to Remus, Sirius is clearly taking advantage of James’s inattention, doing something with his wand under the table. She has a brief moment of pity for her boyfriend before she remembers that he definitely probably deserves whatever Sirius has in mind.

“Is that my shirt?” James asks suddenly.

Lily freezes, a forkful of egg halfway to her mouth, and looks at him. “No.”

It’s a silly thing to lie about. It’s his favorite shirt in the world. He’s worn it just about daily since his parents gave it to him for Christmas three years ago and he would know it anywhere. There’s a telltale stain just below her left breast where Sirius spilled Doxy venom on him back in fifth year – he still has the scar on his chest to prove it – and a hole the size of a knut where the too-long sleeve bunches up at her right wrist.

“Yes, it is. That’s my Puddlemere United shirt.” He reaches towards her as if he wants to rip it off of her but seems to think better of it and merely brushes the back of his bruised hand along the navy blue material covering her arm. If it were one of the boys caught wearing his shirt, she is sure he wouldn’t hesitate to rip it off them regardless of the number of onlookers.

Her breath hitches in her chest when he leans in close, his chest against her shoulder and his mouth at her ear. “It looks really fucking good on you.”

She turns her face towards him, undeniably affected by his hot breath on her and his gravelly tone in her ear. Still, when he leans in to kiss her, she places a hand on his chest to still him less than an inch from her lips. “I missed you last night.”

“I’m sorry,” he says, and tries to kiss her again.

“We had plans. You ditched me,” she reminds him.

“I… It was Sirius’s fault!”

“Beg pardon?” Sirius says around a mouthful of bacon.

“If you hadn’t got tickets to see the Chudley Cannons play Lancashire!” James exclaims. “They’re both shit teams anyway!”

“If they’re such shit teams, why did you ditch your girlfriend to watch them?” Remus asks slyly.

“And why did you cheer harder than anyone else there when Rookwell made that goal?” Peter adds with a soft, amused snort. 

“Traitors.” James brandishes his empty fork across the table at his friends.

“Don’t blame Sirius,” Lily says sternly as she scoops another bite of egg onto her fork. “He didn’t force you to do anything.”

James watches with a pathetic pout on his face as she pretends to concentrate all of her attention on her breakfast.

“Yeah, don’t blame me,” Sirius says.

Without looking away from Lily, James throws a greasy sausage at Sirius, hitting him on the nose and ignoring his protests.

“It’s Quidditch! I have poor impulse control when presented with Quidditch! You knew that and decided to love me anyway!”

“So you admit it’s your fault,” Lily prompts.

“It’s all my fault. I’m stupid and I chose Quidditch over you and it wasn’t even worth it, even if Rookwell did make that spectacular goal. Anyway, not important. Still not better than spending an evening with you.” He leans in close again, presses a quick kiss to her neck before she can stop him. One hand tangles in her hair and the other creeps slowly up her thigh beneath the table. “Or a morning, an hour, a few minutes.”

“A few minutes? You need to work on that, mate,” Sirius laughs.

“Or perhaps he has, and a few minutes is all they need,” Marlene counters, sparing Sirius an unimpressed glance as she reaches across the table for a strip of bacon. “Something you should work on, maybe.”

Sirius gapes at her. Before he has a chance to get his thoughts in order enough to retort, Lily’s wand is in her hand and pointing at him. He chokes, grabs his mouth, and glares at her with his tongue firmly plastered to the roof of his mouth. She smiles at him and turns her attention back to her boyfriend, who only looks ever more turned on now that she has hexed his best friend.

His heated gaze is her undoing, but she tries to hide it with a lofty sigh as she studies him thoughtfully. “You do look rather pitiful.”

It’s not entirely true. What he looks is desperate with his wet, pink lips and dark, round, wide eyes. It makes her feel desperate.

She leans in close to him, feels him take a deep breath, either steadying himself or breathing her in, she’s never too certain. His fingers drum a tattoo high on her thigh under the fabric of her skirt. She hums in delight.

“Perhaps you can make it up to me.” She is sure to keep her tone husky, a bit raspy, the way she knows he can’t resist.

Across from her, Sirius watches with one arched brow, a knowing smirk playing on his lips, all insult and injury forgotten. Remus rolls his eyes and looks away pointedly, the corners of his moth upturned just slightly while Peter laughs openly at the wide-eyed stare James is giving her. Marlene just grins at them, not that either of them notice what any of their friends are up to.  

Lily rises from the bench and drapes herself over James, her chest against his back, arms hanging over his shoulders, hands trailing down his firm chest to his abs, her mouth hovering just next to his ear. “I think I’ll keep the shirt on this time.”  

His jaw is slack when he turns his head and tries to kiss her, but she backs away quickly, and turns to walk from the Great Hall without looking back. He trips over shoelaces suddenly tied together – Sirius’s sneaky doing earlier, no doubt – and she hears him hit the ground cursing unreservedly, followed by the laughter of several nearby students.

It never does take much teasing to get him going. When he catches up to her seconds later, a blazing look in his eye, and takes her hand to pull her along at a faster pace, she knows she’s in for a real treat.

The Recruit (Chapter 13) - Mitch Rapp

Author: @were-cheetah-stiles

Title: “Day 75, Part I”

Characters: Mitch Rapp, Stan Hurley, Rob Russells, Julian Casablancas, Peter Collins  & Reader/OFC

Warnings: Slow burn, some touchin’, some dirty talking, fluff, kissing, cursing, i assumeeeee..

A.N.: I’ve written three chapters of Mitch and Y/N on their first day in New York, while on break, so far and they are literally my favorite things in the world. I hope you enjoy them too.

Summary: The recruits get released for a weeklong Spring break. Mitch and Y/n go to New York.

Chapter Twelve - Chapter Thirteen - Chapter Fourteen

Originally posted by onlyanotherbloog

“Alright, Y/n, what do you have?” Stan asked, standing in the front of their classroom. You had done this three years in a row now and already knew that your cover story worked. “I am going to go up to Manhattan to see my friends from Columbia and just like the past two years, my cover is that I work for the State Department and work overseas a lot and that’s why I am never all that accessible and cannot talk about my work in detail.”

“And as always, that works for me.. Enjoy your break.” Stan said, as you sat down and folded your arms, waiting for the next person to share their cover story. “Remember, the cover story needs to be good enough that it could be real but won’t elicit too many unanswerable questions from even your nosiest family member. It’s for your protection, their protection and the protection of the Agency… Who’s next? Julian?”

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You Can’t Have Kids~BTS Scenario {Vocal Line}

Like I said angst is my favorite thing in the world, expecially when fluff mixes with it. Oh a some concepts will be repeated as to why you cannot have children just twist differently for each member. {Rap Line}


Originally posted by arkysal

It wasn’t like you didn’t know you couldn’t have kids, you’ve known since you were seventeen you had .09% chance of having a child, a miracle to 1 chance. You just didn’t know how to break it to Jin, the topic of kids being randomly brought up with marrying you as well, three years after you two met.You couldn’t find the words to say it, that you could never carry his child, that you could never give him the experience of watching your stomach grow, to feel your baby kick and move. You couldn’t do the one thing you were built for, to make a life all you could do was try and live the life your own mother gave you.

So when he had gotten down on one knee at a band meeting, with the six boys standing around you, managers and producers. People that love and care for you and him, you cried not from love or excitement but of your body becoming riddled with sadness and confusion. You wanted to marry him, you want to be Mrs.Kim, you want to have the ring he probably took months to find just for you, thinking of you while he bought it. You just didn’t know if he’d want to marry you when you told him, but you said yes anyway. Because in the moment he wanted to marry you.

The feeling of the ring slipping onto your skin made you blush as tears fell, his own gathering at his cheeks. He stood up and wrapped you in a hug his lips pressing against yours as everyone cheered. Your hands cupping his face as he picked you up and spun you around. “I love you, I love you!” He laughed making you giggle the thoughts of never having his child leaving you.

“I love you too.” You whisper, your forehead leaning against his as you smile at him.

Later that night he had dragged you into your home, lip against yours as he let out a soft groan when your hand began to undo the buttons of his shirt. You hand spreading across his chest as he picked you up. “Let’s get start practicing.” He mumbles with a smile making you pull back, you tilt your head as he laughs tossing you onto your shared bed “For making kids…” he trailed as his lips trail down your neck, the words made you freeze making him stop and look at you. “Too soon?” He questions chewing on his lip.

“It’s not that.” You whisper, moving your body away from his. You twirl the ring on your finger, the smooth metal spun perfectly on your skin. His hand touches your shoulders, the large hand that made you feel alive and loved run down your arms as his lips push against your neck making you sigh as you push him back making him sigh. “I have to tell you something.. I should’ve told you this before…’s just I don’t know how to…say it.” You whisper, tears gathering in your eyes, he hand laces with yours. His other reaching your chin to turn to face him.

“Baby, what is it?”

“Take this back..” you mumbled pulling the ring form your hand, his eyes widen and start to water. His body yanking from yours as he stood up.

“You don’t want to marry me?”

“Of course I do!”

“The why?!” He cried out falling to his knees in front of you. His hands and head resting on your lap making your sigh.

“I can’t have kids.” You spit out, the words leaving a vile taste in your mouth. His eyes widen as he lets out an airy laugh.

“Oh god, I thought you just..I don’t even want to say what I thought.” He mumbles his hand grabbing your hands as he stood up, your body following his. “I don’t care if you can’t…I mean I would love to have a miny me or you but there us a child out there who needs us.” He mumbles his lips touching his neck. “Does this mean I didn’t have to use cond-”




Originally posted by kpopidolaegyooo

You two had been trying for what seems like years when in reality it’s only been a handful of months. Still, not even a possible sign of pregnancy, it was taking a toll on you. You blamed yourself, maybe if you’d taken better care of yourself as a younger adult it wouldn’t take as long, you even went as far and blaming Jimin trying to blam his party liking as a teenager destroy his fertility. But when you got the news that you had several cysts on your fallopian tubes it destroyed you even more.

You’d gone alone to get a checkup a week in advance, your wedding bands shinning in the office light as you wait for the diagnosis. Jimin was next to you, pacing the room, his raven hair going through his fingers over and over again. “It has to be bad news if you were told to bring me.” He breathes out, horrible ideas running through his head, cancer being the biggest leading factor. What if’s running through his mind as he paces. “It has to horrible, oh my god.” He whispers, his eyes tearing up at the unknown and over thinking.

What if you had ovarian cancer? What if he had to watch you wither away? What if you didn’t make it? What if he had to bury you? His Y/n, what if she died and he had to grow old alone? What if the one person who was made for him, just died?

A knock on the door made your voice break through his mind, his body moving to stand next to you. Your body in a chair, legs crossed and chin in hand. You other hand gripping his as it dropped over your shoulder. “Mr. and Mrs. Park?” The women asked, her hair in a back bun, eyes covered by glasses and a white coat over her shoulders. “Hello my name is Dr. Kim, I have some…bad news.” She says making Jimins grip on your shoulder tighten. She pulled another chair and sat in front of you. Her hand reached over and touched your knee the simple gesture made it click, the conversation you had with her a week ago, speaking of try for your first born. The look in her eye and the placement of her hand told you all you needed to know.

You could not bear a child in this life.

You let out a small sob making your husband’s mouth fall open, Dr.Kim let out a sigh as she let her hand moved around your knee. You yanked yourself from Jimin and fall into her. “You have several cysts on your fallopian tubes, it’s under 5% chance of conception, I am so sorry.” She mumbled as you cry into her lap.

Jimin stood there. The breath leaving him, a mix of sadness and joy. He can still grow old with you, sure he would never have the Minnie him he’s dreamed of. But he reached have you, then a baby. His hand reached out to touch your back, the feeling making you let out a breath as you pull away from Dr.Kim. “Thank god.” He let slip as he moved to bend next to you, “I thought I was going to lose you or something.” You let him hug you as you cried. When Dr.Kim came back in front of you two with multiple brochures and pamphlets.

“Now..I know I just gave you the news…but here. I’ve known you for a while now Y/n, and I know you’ll make a great mother one day….even if it’s not your own.” Her hand placed them on your lap as she smiled. “Leave whenever you’re ready.” And left.

Looking down you couldn’t even smile still feeling sick after finding out, but Jimins eyes shined. He took one, Adopt a child in need, on the front cover. “Wow.” He mumbled like a whole new light was shined in his eyes. The sound of his voice made you float out of your funk and look at the one he was holding. “Look at them, they’re so beautiful..” It was one for and African tribe who had had many successful adoptions. You smile as you watch him read over the process, you own eyes following with his, “Boy or girl?”

“You chose.” You mumble whipping your eyes, he looks up at you and smiles.

“A little girl…she’ll be so beautiful.”


Originally posted by jeonyween

You were two months along when you miscarried. You didn’t even know you were pregnant, waking up to a shooting pain that made you scream waking your Husband of three years snap up with you. You were sweating, clutching your stomach, his eyes widen as you throw the covers off you, there he saw blood, making him jump into action. Taking you to the car sheets still wrapped with you screaming in pain, he drove off.

Once at the hospital they whisk you away, “Miscarriage! We have a miscarriage in the process get OB down here…Mrs.Kim it’s going to be alright, how far along are you?” You panic, the oxygen mask making it harder to breathe, miscarriage? You’re pregnant?

“What? I did-where my husband I need him please.” You cry as another shot of pain went through you, a nurse left as another Doctor came in.

“OB.” She says, moving to takes a look, hearings after a few minutes, she sighs. “There’s no way to dave this pregnancy….get me an ultrasound though…there’s something else wrong she bleeding too much and is into muc-”

“Y/n! Baby, oh my…” Taehyungs voice made your heart rate drop, as he rushed to your side, his hand wrapping around yours. Cold jell was placed your stomach as you felt dizzy.

“Just what I fear…you have a fallopian tube pregnancy, I have to in surgically to repair the damage, now. Or we lose them both.” The voice shouted making Tae stop breathing.

“Pregnancy?! Lose then both?” He cried as the push him away whisking you off.

“We’ll do everything we can to save you wife Mr.Kim.”

Hours later, you woke up pain in a lower abdomen. A hand-laced in yours, balloons all around. Looking to the side you see a sleeping Tae, you froze when you moved your hand to your belly. No. “I’m sorry.” You breathe as you felt someone looking at you.

“For what?”

“Lossing our baby….I didn’t know I wa-”

“It wasn’t your fault…it was no ones. Okay, it was not your fault Y/n.” He says as your turn your face to look at him, his hand cupping your cheek as he kissed your lips. When someone walked in.

“Hello Mr. and Mrs. Kim, I have some news. So first of the surgery went beautifully, but secondly, we had to remove the damaged tube, and ovary as we were in there I noticed something else. Your other tube was quite as I call it. Meaning it has not produced an egg in quite some time. In doing the further test I found that your other ovary has 6% fertility…I’m sorry.” After asking basic question the doctor left leaving your and him alone.

“We’ll get through this I promise.”


Originally posted by eatupbangtan

You and Jungkook had been planning to have children for almost a year. The mutual idea of being able to hold them, thinking it would be soon. So when it was brought up to your Doctor, they wanted to make sure it went off without a hitch.

As you and Jungkook wait for the Doctor to come back with preferable medications and vitamins. He was having you sit on his lap, his lips pressed your neck the simple motion made you shiver. As your Doctor came in, the vibe of the room changed in a snap. The feeling made you sick, the words that follow made you storm out of the room leaving you husband confused.

When he walked to the car to see you standing there, red eyes and messy hair. He lets out a sigh as he walked up to you, his arms wrapping around you as you let out a sob. “Are you okay?” His question made you shake your head as you fell into him. “That’s okay we’ll be okay.”

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anonymous asked:

Not sure if it's been asked before but what is your most to least favourite ranking of venus signs and moon signs? and why?

i haven’t done this before! so lets do it

**disclaimer: i still love all of the venus/moon signs, and they all have their different strengths and ways they are beautiful. this is purely based on opinion/experience, but objectively, i do love them all!

moon signs:

virgo: they are so considerate and genuine, they live to help others. they are so sincere in their advice and words, you can tell that they truly mean what they say. they do little things for you to show their love, and they handle their emotions pretty well, although they can push it all down before dealing with it properly. i think they are lovely people

gemini: i love their energy!! they are super friendly and kind, and they always have a lot to say. they like to give advice (even if you don’t ask for it), and have great insight to things.

scorpio: they are very genuine people, and they have really sweet hearts underneath their mysterious, reserved exterior. they seem tough but are actual sweethearts. their intuition is so spot on, its scary

capricorn: they give really wise and helpful advice, they want to see people succeed. they have a good head on their shoulders and are practical people, which i admire

aquarius: they are independent, and have such an interesting mind and point of view. they are such fascinating people, and they are super sweet and caring to their loved ones. i love how logical and helpful they are

sagittarius: they are really chill, but speak their mind. they let themselves go with their emotions, they go with the flow. they say what they want and tend to have an optimistic, enthusiastic outlook on life that i really admire

leo: they have such big, loving hearts. they have such an entertaining personality, they are super sweet and fun to be around. there’s never a dull moment with them

pisces: i love their outlook and insight to things, they are really insightful and peaceful. but they also can be hard to read at times and they don’t ever truly tell you what they are thinking or wanting

taurus: very good at thinking things through, have a practical approach to life. but they let things build up and up and then they blow up. they can also be very stubborn about advice and think they know whats best for others

(honestly, these last three i don’t have much experience with so they aren’t my least favorite for any reason besides that i don’t have much experience with them, or as much experience as i do with the rest of the moon signs)



scorpio: full of passion, intensity, and love. they make you feel so loved, like you’re the only person in the world. i love how they make me feel

capricorn: hard to read at first, but once they warm up to you and are comfortable, they are so caring and kind. they will do anything for you, they have such a soft love for you.

aquarius: i love how their mind works and different ideas they come up with to show you their love. they want to impress and never fall short of making a good impression, they are so so cute

virgo: they do small things to show their love and appreciation, and make you feel very important. they put you before themselves and are so kind and gentle. they take their time and are slow to realize their feelings, and can be really shy, but are really adorable

leo: want to show you off and talk about you to everyone. they want to give you all of their love and attention, they make you feel like royalty. they’ll do anything for you if they love you

taurus: they are loving and gentle, they are different around you than everyone else. they are softer towards you, they are less stubborn with you. but it’s hard for them to admit their feelings or to actually make a move

gemini: their witty banter has no parallel, they have such fun conversations and are so fun to flirt with. there are so many cute moments to have with a gemini venus! but they are hard to tell if they like you, and when you think they do, they throw a curveball at you. they can be hard to pinpoint

pisces: they just have so much love inside their hearts and want to give it to everyone. but they idealize and idolize their crushes and lovers, to the point where they think they can’t do anything wrong. they’ll fight for their love to the death

sagittarius: i always love sagittarius venus, and they are super fun and flirty and good at keeping you on your toes, but we just never seem to seal the deal? like nothing ever becomes official, it’s more of just fun and then it’s done. but they are super great and i do love and admire them

aries: they move too fast for my liking, but i love how enthusiastic they are about love and who they love. they will appreciate everything about you and who you are and are so positive about it, they are really sweet

libra: another case of we just flirt or mess around but never really get any further. they are charming and love to love, but sometimes it seems like they love the idea of love more than they love to actually be in love or an actual relationship, or to go through anything in a relationship

cancer: tbh this is only based on bad experience i’ve had with this sign, so i don’t hate it but i really haven’t had a good experience with people who have this placement. but they are clingy, but in a way that doesn’t allow you any room to breathe. they want everything from you and can be over emotional when they don’t get it. but they are very sweet and caring, i have to admit

I’m only 11 chapters into the book but reactions so far:

  • Loving that Calypso is having a complex reaction about being off her island
  • Leo can fit into a seven year olds clothes????
  • 4 entire people have been decapitated
  • I feel like I shouldn’t be as emotionally attached to Apollo as I decidedly am but there’s no escape in sight
  • Can’t believe this loser has to fight his super hot ex-boyfriend
  • “You know that feeling when you think you might have fathered someone”
  • So first of all: Goddess of nets? second of all: I love her
  • Leo finds decent vegetarian recipes and immediately gets them for Piper my heart
  • Those face monster things??? Give me a very clear image in my head of something from when I was a kid or something??? But I can’t place it???
  • Meg gave her captors the slip and I’m proud of her but I hope she never finds out that lead directly to the death of three people because I really don’t think she’d handle that well omg
  • When Apollo was giving his ‘last words’ and Calypso was his chorus and Leo was doing an interpretive dance in his underwear while trying to discreetly get to the bulldozer: A+ this is what I’m here for
  • Three Mile Island was caused by Hephaestus and Ares duking it out with chainsaws: I require details
  • As a general psa I still love Leo Valdez you can’t stop me
  • This oracle thing was so fucking? bizarre? Confront your nightmares and then if you don’t go insane we might be able to make a prophecy? Like what the fuck @ the ancient world I can see why Delphi was the more popular option omfg
  • Apollo’s constant inner monologue is just my favorite tbh
  • Apollo constantly threatening Leo who just waves him off like ‘sure buddy’ or holds the valdezinator™ above him lmao
  • Are we ever gonna see Festus again or
  • You know those really nice combat lesbians???? The ones that are sweet and hospitable to everyone and try to live happy and healthy lives and are trained fighters and are the only ones who can keep each other calm??? You know them???? GIVE THEM THEIR FUCKING DAUGHTER BACK
115. Diana Prince x fem!reader

Originally posted by wonders-woman

Request: Can u do a diana prince one where reader(female) is having a bad day so diana just does everything she can to cheer her up?

When you woke up that morning you just knew it was going to be a bad day. You dismissed the thought to be nothing more than your anxiety messing with you and where determined to have a good day. That was until you realized your phone hadn’t been charging so your alarm didn’t go off making you late to work.

You had rushed to get your clothes on and bolted out the door heading straight to your car. Which unfortunately was blocked of by your neighbor’s, rather large, white pick-up truck. You only had a couple minutes to get to work so instead of asking your neighbor Tom to move his truck you decided to take the bus. Which was probably the worst mistake you could’ve made.

You managed to get to the bus stop just before the bus took off which was the only good stoke of luck you had managed to have that morning when a woman spilt her coffee all over you. Luck was slightly on your side as it wasn’t extremely over heated but the coffee still stung a little.

She had apologized profusely which you ignored hurrying to get onto the bus. The rest of the ride to were you worked was alright except for the fact that the bus driver somehow crammed your entire city into the very small vehicle. You were shoved, pushed, and pulled more then you had ever been you finally arrived at work. To top it off when you did walk into the building your boss chastised you for being late and was basically a total jerk to you the rest of the day.

After all that you had to walk home as the bus had gotten a flat tire. When you arrived at your house you were pleasantly surprised at the sight at your door. A very frazzled Diana Prince stood with her phone in hand attempting to call someone.

Diana was worried, you hadn’t answered any of her phone calls and that was very unlike you. She hadn’t wanted to seem overbearing so she waited until you where out of work to call her back. You didn’t and suddenly she was reminded of all the times a villain had threatened you when she had captured them. So she called one more time and when you didn’t answer she flew to your house and saw that your car was their but you weren’t home.

She was just about to call out a search party when she heard footsteps approaching her. Diana looked upwards and was met with a very tired looking coffee covered you, but you none the less. She sighed in relief and walked towards you when she noticed the look on your face, you didn’t look tired you looked exhausted and her worry meter filled up again.

You looked at Diana who was looking at you with an anxious expression, and smiled. For some odd reason the sight of the amazon warrior made your very bad day turn just the slightest bit brighter.

“Hey Diana,” you said cheerfully, “how was your day?” She raised one perfect eyebrow. Diana looked you up and down making sure that you weren’t hurt in any way and then brought you into much needed hug. You sighed contently as you wrapped your arms around her breathing her in.

“Well,” she paused leaning back to face you giving you a sympathetic look, “better than yours apparently.” You grinned and giggled a bit before moving to open the door.

“Pft you have no idea how right you are.” You said easily making light of the situation. Diana frowned, she knew you were holding back when it came to how your day had gone and she knew that nothing good would come out if it if you bottled it up. She swore then and there that she would always cheer you up if your were down and followed you into your house.

You took a breath in when you walked into the living room and smiled by the looks of things Diana had been worried about you and that cheered you up immensely. You hummed to yourself as you set your bag down and turned to face the woman behind you. “You want anything to drink?” you asked politely.

Diana smiled fondly and declined while you shrugged and hummed into the kitchen. When you had served yourself some water you quickly headed to the living room so you wouldn’t leave Diana alone. You where very surprised when you found her holding your favorite movies in one hand and your favorite dessert in the other.

“Aw what’s this?” And how did she get that stuff so fast? You asked. She beamed at you and set your favorite things on the coffee table.

“Well I know that you had a bad day at work, and you don’t have to tell me about it, but I read that when someone is having a bad day there favorite things make people feel better,” she explained as you beamed. The truth was Diana didn’t have to do all this stuff she was making you feel better by just staying and talking to you. But the fact that she did made you feel even better than before.

You plopped down on the couch and smiled softly up at Diana as she started the movie. The both of you watched the movie making small talk occasionally before you opened up about your day. You started off explaining about how your phone was dead preventing your alarm from going off before apologizing to her if she made any calls.

“Don’t worry about it (Y/n),” Diana said dismissing it easily feeling oddly relieved. You gave her a guilty smile before continuing your story.

“She spilt coffee on you?” she asked eyed wide as you told her about the run in with the woman at the bus stop.

You nodded continuing your story, “Yeah I know she apologized though which didn’t really help, but I appreciated the thought.” Diana smiled as you explained the ways your boss was, “being a total dick.” and laughed quietly. She loved how you were opening up to her.

“Hey Diana?” you asked as she looked up to meet your eyes.

“Yes (Y/n)?” She questioned softly as you grinned.

“Thanks for all this,” you paused looking for the right words, “I mean you didn’t have to do this and it really made me feel better to spend time with my three favorite things in the world.” You scratched the back of your neck shyly hoping you said the right thing.

Diana blushed slightly realizing that the third thing besides movies and snacks was her. She let out a dopey grin and gave you a big hug. You smiled and realized that you could get used to this indeed.