need it for my tag

yall my heart is rly gonna break, monsta x always work so hard and improve each comeback because not only do they want to better themselves and their music, they also feel like they can’t disappoint fans (which is impossible really, they’ve never disappointed us) and to hear that all they want now is a nomination instead of a win is so terribly sad because it’s really on us as fans to give them those things and it’s definitely not too much to ask of us considering all of the hard work they’ve put into their careers and the love and trust they’ve given us. really, all i can think of is that one vlive during rush promotions where they were telling us it’s their fault they didn’t get a win and how sorry they were and how they’ll work even harder and it makes me want to cry now just thinking about it because it’s never their fault. it also just makes me worry because how hard do they have to be on themselves to feel like not getting a fan-voted award is their fault??

i know they have plenty more years to come but they deserve this long-awaited win NOW!!! this comeback is evidence of the amount of effort and care they’ve all put into the album as a whole and i really think it’s the best comeback they’ve had so far. can we just applaud the fact that their first full album is absolutely amazing?? they’ve never released one bad song but this album really hits it out of the park! ‘beautiful’ is an amazing song and has stunning choreo, it deserves all the hype it gets. plus, i feel like this first win will give them the recognition and validation they deserve. they put so much pressure on themselves, this win could ease some of their worries about how they’re doing as a group and show how much we care.

can you just imagine they finally get their first win??? on a song from their first album??? JUST BEFORE THEY HIT THEIR 2-YEAR MARK???? i know we have a few odds stacked against us so please, monbebes, i hope we can pull it off this time and give them a win. fans of other groups, i hope you can give our boys a chance to at least check out their music and see why we love them so much, or just help us out with streaming and voting because we are a kinda small fandom and only have about 4 weeks before they stop promoting ‘beautiful’. please, let’s do this for them.

raimykeller  asked:

Domestic & arguing over the remote #prompt :D

Also available on ao3.

Thank you so much for your patience!

Monday Nights are for The Bachelor

Stiles knew from experience that Derek could be stubborn. He knew that mostly because Stiles held himself to a pretty high standard of stubbornness that was, on occasion, met with an even higher amount of stubbornness in the six feet that built up Derek Hale. In every instance, Stiles always found himself surprised and, if he was being honest with himself, impressed.

This was not one of those occasions.

Monday nights were dedicated to The Bachelor. Derek thought it was a fair request since it was only two hours, one night, each week, for six weeks out of the year, that he required the television in his own loft. The pack had other thoughts on the matter – the use of Derek’s television, not on The Bachelor – the pack had no clue about Derek’s secret love affair with the reality show. Derek did decide to turn four teenagers into his betas, but he was not an idiot. Okay, ignore that last example.

The point still stood that Derek had every right to lock himself in his apartment on Monday nights with a box of red wine and bowl of movie theater butter popcorn to watch a reality show that may or may not contain the use of tears, wildly concocted fights, and artfully chiseled men. The pack was settled and there hadn’t been any supernatural issues in months. Well, unless you counted the time Scott contracted a were-flu and all the werewolves in the pack were reduced to sniffling blanket piles. Stiles had shouldered the brunt of mothering everyone as they regained their strength and while he complained profusely, Derek had suspected the whole ordeal had been an ego boost for the kid.

A ding sounded from the kitchen and Derek took the popcorn out of the microwave, taking care not to burn his fingertips as he grasped it by the corners and tried in vain not to rip the bag in half. The effort was futile, as it always was, and Derek inevitably had a steaming cloud of popcorn explode in his face before falling to the floor. You would think that growing up with werewolf strength would give Derek the time and opportunity to figure out how to do something as mundane as opening a bag of popcorn without it staging a coup, but this was one skill he could not grasp. He stood there, dumbfounded, when he heard a key turn the tumblers in the apartment’s lock and Stiles walked in. He looked at Derek and blinked.

“I have so many questions,” started Stiles.

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i guess i'll know when i get there - Eisoj5 - Rogue One: A Star Wars Story (2016) [Archive of Our Own]
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
By Organization for Transformative Works

35 (uh, what) is up, and 36 is underway! 


I was tagged by the ridiculously beautiful @thenightmarebeforebucky to post my 4 favourite selfies. I don’t usually take pictures of myself because I have a lot of insecurities, so these are the 4 most recent ones. (As a bonus, the bottom two don’t have filters! lmao) 

Again, I’m not going to tag anybody, but please share your beautiful faces!! xo

anonymous asked:

15 sanvers?

15.) meeting in the E.R/A&E au

send me a ship and a number!

It was 9 pm, Alex was tired, she’d been run rampant all day. She’d seen more x-rays and IV needles than she’d like to admit for just one days work. It was two hours past her check out time but the lobby was overcrowded with kids who needed stitches and adults with chronic nosebleeds. She had to take care of most of them until she was paged to room 211.

“Room 211? What hallway is that on?” she mumbles, Lucy picks up on it and laughs. Alex spins around wondering how the Intern heard what she said and why she was pointing her in the right direction, that wasn’t like Lucy at all.

“It’s on James’ hallway, he’s probably the one who paged you,” she smirks. Now she knows why Lucy was helping her, James is on that hallway, she’s hoping that Alex would take her down from observing from the front desk to go see her boyfriend.

Biting the inside of her cheek and biting out an insincere thank you, she heads down the right hallway to go meet up with James. Leaning against 211′s door frame as the patient and James converse Alex takes note of the woman in the bed.

She’s in NCPD uniform, she’s sitting up and engaged in conversation, she’s only using one hand for her movements though, she’s struggling not to use both it seems. Alex knocks on the door, not waiting for either of them to say to come in.

“Dr. Danvers, nice of you to join us,” James nods at her, then returning his attention to the officer.

“Us? Who’s this?” She asks, tilting her head at the patient.

“Maggie Sawyer, NCPD Detective, Science division,” she extends her hand in greeting, keeping the other close to her. Alex arches an eyebrow at the act but it’s mostly at the hand she isn’t shaking rather than the handshake itself.

“Alex Danvers, or Dr. Danvers, doesn’t matter. Want me to check out that hand of yours?” She asks with a grin. James is there to fetch supplies and to document what Alex does as a part of his course study. She reminds him to get his notes ready as Maggie outstretches her hand. Her hand is swollen and bruised, the index finger is crooked at an angle that seems to be out of an abstract painting. The middle and ring finger are taped together in a messy effort to try and keep them out of the way of her pinkie finger, which is too far over to the right for Alex’s liking. “It seems we’ve found one of the minnows from the lobby,” she says to James over her shoulder, he laughs and nods in agreement.

“How long were you waiting out there?” he asks Maggie.

“Not too long, I asked for Alex and didn’t have to cradle my hand for much longer after that,” she beams up at Alex, causing her to become confused. She didn’t know Maggie or doesn’t remember knowing her before a few moments ago. Maggie tilts her head, understanding the look on Alex’s face.

“You don’t remember stitching up my eyebrow?”

Oh. That Maggie Sawyer.

Alex was in for a long night.

Harrie Tag!

I was tagged by @fairylightsstyles and @aqua-harry and @harrysparadox to do the Harrie questions tag! (THANK YOU FOR TAGGING ME!!)  

I tag……. @netflix-nouis13 @trulymadlysydney @idekstyles @cupcakeharry17 @never-enough-harry  @kaleking @stylessemantics @savage-styles @harryz  @yeshaddy   hope you enjoy this as much as I did! :-) (ps if you were already tagged cause this took me a while to do, sorrrryyy)

rules: you must answer the questions till the end and then tag another 10 harrie blogs to do the same! you can use videos/links/gifs/photos to answer the questions.

1. Favourite Look: ughhhhh omg I cannot pick…. there are toooo many good ones. ughhh I really like ugly Hawaiian dad shirt Harry, but these two looks just really do something for me:

2: Favourite tweet: 


3: Favourite interview and why:wow how can I pick there are so many good ones!! But I think I’m going to go with the one that was with tattoo roulette and James Cordan.

Cause like damn. So many reasons. But he was in his element and it showed how much of a good person was because he was not going to let Niall Get that tattoo even if his box said safe. He was like “ don’t worry Ni I got you” and He was all smug and like “Eh no big deal” while getting it done and he honestly looked so hot. But he also was so care free. And I’m rambling now so I’m gonna stop.

4: Favourite stage moment: AHH I have so many, but definitely most of them are from my OTRA concert, (Indianapolis) so the time he thought a guy was standing on a chair and called him out for it, but it was a Colts player who was tall af! or When they sang Drag Me Down for the first time ! (during and after the song was over)

5: Favourite hair style: ughhhh omg okay so I LOVE LOVE LOVE HIS hair currently, but Like Man bun Harry gave me the air to breath everyday he wore it like that.

Originally posted by kkjenna

But also this hair era killlled me:

Originally posted by confusedharrie

Which is what we are getting now sooooo Harry please bring back the wraps!

6: Favourite Family member: Ummmm idk how to pick….. Ummmmm Probs Anne because with out the way she raised him he wouldn’t be the type of person he is today. But also Gemma is Goals so like… BOTH lol.

7: Favourite 1D Bromance: Um is this even a question…. NARRY!

Originally posted by nialllookbook

8: Favorites Celebrity + Harry: UMMMMMMMMMMMMM


9: Favourite tattoo: I have a few, Shocking I know…. 

his Theatre Masks:

or his cross:

or his tiger…. cause you all know what I’d like to do to it ;)

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Oh wow hello

- lemme ramble for a minute, skip further down if you’re not interested in what happened and why I went awol -

A little while ago (I’m actually not sure when it was now), I logged off tumblr and most of my social media linked to this, deleting friends left and right just because.

Well, the reason was my deteriorating mental health, but I didn’t realise that until I went to see a doctor.

It wasn’t even exam season and I was so overwhelmed with people and attention and expectations that I felt that friends I had made here hated me, didn’t need me despite anything they said and I lied to make them feel that I was the bitch who was going to leave for no reason. Well, I mean I was and I guess I still am, but the no reason was a lie.

I didn’t want pity or people offering help. I’m independent and I like taking care of myself in the way that I don’t need others to help me. I decided that was what would be best for me.

I’m sure you’re familiar with my pack.

I am the heartless piece of shit who just up and left without a goodbye, who decided that I needed a break and didn’t consult with anyone.

On top of that, my phone also broke so even if I wanted to I couldn’t come back on here or anything.

I love every single person I just left, I just couldn’t understand what was going on with me and fight or flight kicked in and flight it was. I’m so sorry to everyone. Especially the pack.

- real talk, stuff you need to read -

I disappeared because of mental health issues but I am back on a part time basis.

I am going to be answering questions and stuff, all asks in my inbox, and I will try to reconnect with you all as possible.

I apologise for disappearing without a word. However, I will not be as active as I once was, I am going to finish my last year of school and then gonna start all over again. I will finish the Halsey series finally, BUT


I will post a full list of all requests I will e abandoning this week sometime.

I am going to university in September, and I am going to start another blog, which will be multi-fandom. I will leave this blog up with a link to my master list and to my new blog.

I just need to start this cluttered mess again tbh.

Once again, I apologise for leaving, I don’t care what I get in my inbox tbh, but I will be restarting things to clear my plate. I’ll keep you updated.

Halsey series will hopefully be finished by May, but I cannot say for sure. I have so many deadlines I’m quite dead rn tbh, I just missed having you all here tbh.

I love you all, thank you for sticking with me, there are things coming soon I promise.

These legs aren't mine.

It’s been a brutal winter/cold season. I haven’t shaved my legs since November. Ain’t no body got time to wear cute dresses and shorts when it’s that cold out. No one’s gonna see my legs.

It’s nearly the end of March and I finally let myself shave my legs.

What began to bother me was the fact that as I walked around in shorts within the warming comfort of my own home, I could feel the air weave in and out and between the hairs on my legs.

But what really pushed me to shave was that my bare hairy leg brushed against a rogue spider web I didn’t see as I moved through the basement to grab something.
It clung to my leg hair for dear life and had I not been wearing slippers because my basement is cold, I would not have been able to fend off the spider that was coming right for my ass because I had disturbed it’s web.

That was it.

That was the last straw.

I finally shaved.

And now I’m laying in bed where it’s safe and warm™ beneath my blankets and I’m rubbing my legs together.

I don’t think my legs have ever been this smooth. Like, if someone could have a dissociation with their legs, this is it. Because they’re so smooth they don’t even feel like they’re even my legs.

based off of this vine

the content literally no one asked for