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SUUUUUHHH DUUUUDES @therealjacksepticeye fan community fellow trashbags!! It’s yo girlboi fighting against Billy the cancer a.k.a. Dany!

So I haven’t updated in a while, reason to that being laziness and I’ve been on a some sort of semi-hiatus from Tumblr anyway so.

As you can see from the snaps, it’s final boss time! Meaning I’ll get chemo for a few days, starting today and ending on June 2nd. That day the stem cells that were collected a few weeks ago will be transplanted. And hopefully new healthy cells will start to grow in a few months.

But for now, I’ll be in Turku’s hospital until June 2nd and then I’ll be moved to Pori’s hospital for approx. two weeks. Right now I’m really going to work on quitting smoking because I do realize how bad it is for my health. It’s just been kinda hard to quit like that after smoking for almost 8 years (I was 15 when I started. I was young, stupid, stressed and depressed). Anyway now that I can’t leave my room for the next three weeks, I’ll quit smoking once and for all. Bless nicotine patches.

I took my bf’s and my PS4 console with me to the hospital so at least I don’t get bored when I can play Dangan Ronpa and Kingdom Hearts HD Remixes, watch Netflix and of course watch Jack and other youtubers.

I miss my bf and cats a lot 😭💗

Anyway hope y'all havin a nice day/night/etc, I’ll try to update when something happend!

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october 17, 2016 | 1:47 pm | 13/100

aaah i haven’t posted in awhile because of my hectic schedule 😰 finals are this week!!!!! 🌟 wish me luck i def need it! ps: i made a treat yo self purchase aka a dotted moleskine for my bujo next sem i’m v happy 😌💞

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august 23, 2016 | 8:08 pm | 10/100

MIDTERMS ARE FINALLY OVER!!! 🤓  i’ve been studying for philosophy and biology the last two days! here is a mind map for philosophy and flashcards for biology 🌎☄💫  now i’m just hoping and praying i get good results back for all my midterms 😫

good girl » myg » m

» request: nopeee

» genre: mostly smut

» author’s note: i write too many bts scenarios omg,,,,,,, i guess they’ve really just been inspiring me a lot lately so oh well. also i’m v proud of this edit bc i photoshopped yoongi’s tattoos and i think it looks pretty cool if i do say so myself ^-^ anyways, i hope you all enjoy and feel free to request ! 

» word count: 3.4k+

» warnings: au, asphyxiation kink, daddy kink, light bondage, a little bit of degradation, alcohol use, smoking, etc.

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A quick sigh fell from your lips as you pushed through the crowd, searching desperately for any sign of Namjoon. The sweaty bodies of your peers shoved and jostled you, making it difficult for you to navigate the room in search for your friend, but you managed. Pushing your way into the front room, you catch sight of his disheveled hair, and sweat-glistening skin, “Yah, Kim Namjoon!” You call, catching his attention.

He turns on his heels to face you and grins, waving you over to where he stands with Seokjin and some girl you’ve never seen before. You wrestle your way through the last bit of the crowd, and finally you reach where they stand in front of the window. Namjoon drapes an arm over your shoulder, and you lean into the comfort of his sweaty, but strangely comfortable embrace. “I was looking for you,” Namjoon says, a smile playing on his lips as you laugh at his lie. 

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Who lets metal gear characters dress themselves honestly

My skin is no longer the same skin that once felt your touch, but it aches for you all the same. Recollections of your fingertips have formed their own cellular memory, and as old cells die, new ones take their place and learn from them that same painful longing.
I do not know if I would liken you to a tattoo or a scar… I simply know you can never be erased.
Must Be Love On The Brain

Summary: Based on 12x11 where Dean gets hexed with a memory spell. The reader is his wife who leaves everything she’s doing in the bunker help Sam get her husband back. 

Autor: @sleepywinchester | prev. deanwinchester-af

Pairings: Dean x Reader

Words: 2.5k+

Beta: @latinenglishfandomblog

Warnings: Humor. Feelings. Fluff. Bit of Angst. Spoilers. 

A/N: This piece is kind of a episode, re-write honestly. Also this is my entry for @winchester-writes Drinking Writing Challenge! My prompt is:  Black Label Scotch - “Wow, well don’t you look hot as hell.” Also, another Valentine’s themed fic <3 Yep, I’m on a roll. | gifs are not mine | 

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“Call me if you need anything. Dean broke his phone.”

The hunch of worry Sam’s text message gave you drifted away quickly. Dean damaging his phone wasn’t something new. The man changed cell phone continually, and usually after hunts. Dean always ended up dropping over his device. It wouldn’t surprise you if he started to carry spares again.

For this hunt you decided to stay back and for once act like a full housewife. The laundry, cleaning or grocery shopping wasn’t going to do itself. You also have been planning yours and Dean’s Valentine’s evening. Tonight was going to be eventful.  You were a big fan of multitasking. Everything was running perfectly, you had laundry and cleaning checked off your ‘To Do List’ when Sam called saying Dean had amnesia.

In less than twenty minutes you were packed up and already on your way to them.

Knock knock knock.

You could heard steps reaching the door and Sam babbling some words. A part of you already knew it was your husband walking towards the door. In that moment the door got wide open, Dean standing in front of you. But the man standing in front of you didn’t looked back at you like your husband Dean would’ve have. This man glanced at your body up and down, his eyes not recognizing you but liking what they see.  

“Wow!” Dean exclaimed, his grin flirtatious. “Well don’t you look hot as hell.”

That was something your husband would tell you but not with those eyes. Dean looked at you like he saw a hot stranger. In other circumstances you would gave him a chuckle and blow him a kiss. Tonight your heart felt like it was being slowly crushed.  

Your frowned, “Dean?”

He nodded once with wide eyebrows, “Do I know you?”’

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