no matter what side the person's coming from

I don’t know why people hate writing or have such a hard time doing it. I guess they’re not as inspired as I am when I think of you. Which is weird considering all I have to write about is the past. Past stories, past heartache, how everything we ever had and ever will have is in the past. That is a scary, earth shattering, heart-wrenching thought. That every memory I have of you are the only ones I will ever have. Except, if maybe, I am fortunate enough to ever run into you one day. It will be awkward and uncomfortable, but at least I’ll get to look at those blue eyes one more time. 
I’ve spent the last few months convincing myself that we weren’t a “right person, wrong time” situation. You were exactly what I needed at that point in my life. You helped me through some of my darkest, most dramatic moments. Even though I wish you were still around to help me fight my demons, I wouldn’t have won those battles without you by my side. 
I guess I still struggle with getting over you because it came down to me not being good enough. And that is a hard thing to cope with no matter who it comes from. But it is very hard to hear it from someone you love, someone you’re in love with. And no, you didn’t flat out say it, you didn’t have to, I could just tell

jacksonwang852g7: This is my first single ‘Papillon’. The inspiration came from a movie that I watched when I was really young. I’m trying to bring out a message that we shouldn’t limit ourselves. Don’t be scared to takes risks, follow your dreams and even if you do fall, don’t have regrets. Aslong as we can say we tried our best.
Firstly, I want to thank my crew, Team Wang for having my back since the beginning. Thank you JYP, for always believing in me. And our IGOT7 for always showing so much love and support. 🙏
Thank you #Jacky for loving me who i am, standing by my side no matter what happens. Also the two people i love the most, my mom and dad.
This is all coming from love. I believe we can all differentiate what is real and what isn’t. I’m so blessed to have my fans and supporters. You guys motivate me to work harder and to become a better person/artist. 🙏

{PART 18} Who Are You? // Im Jaebum

Originally posted by sugaglos

Pairing: Jaebum x Reader (ft. Jackson & the rest of GOT7)

Genre: Angst, slight fluff

Summary; As you, Jackson and Jaebum come to terms with what’s happening, you get let out of the hospital and taste freedom for the first time since your accident. However, you take one step closer to come face to face with Jaebum once again - to hopefully, once and for all, figure out how you’re going to spend the rest of your life.

Please note that this series contains mentions of road/car accidents, amnesia and cheating.

I update this series every Sunday between 9pm-10pm (U.K Time)

This scenario contains text message imagines ^_^

{Part 1} // {Part 17} {Part 18} {Part 19: Next Week}

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BTS Fic: The Devil Himself pt. 2 ~smut warning~

Kim Namjoon X Reader

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 (COMING SOON!) |

Genres: smut (fingering/oral), angst, tutor!Namjoon AU

Summary: You’re failing math class and are forced to see a private tutor by your teacher. “It can’t be that bad,” or so you thought before you met the strikingly attractive tutor from hell with seemingly sweet personality. Little did you know that Mr. Kim’s charming smile was simply a facade for the real devil that resided within.

~ In part 2, you discover yet another side of Mr. Kim, one that brings the two of you much closer

Word Count: 3.4k

A/N: I hope you all enjoy part two, I’m sorry it took so long I’ve been having a bit of writer’s block~

The bell rang loudly echoing throughout the classroom, startling you as the other students began to file into the hallway for their next class. You had been too busy daydreaming, if you could even call it a dream, about your next lesson with Mr. Kim to realize that class was over. After your first tutoring lesson, you dreaded going back and had even planned to tell Mr. Park that things weren’t working out so you’d be better off saving your time for other things. Mr. Kim had threatened to tell Mr. Park that he should simply fail you for the semester, but you figured it was worth a shot to try to convince Mr. Park before Mr. Kim could get to him. You snapped out of your thoughts as Mr. Park began to collect his things and you quickly rose out of your seat before he could leave the room.

“Mr. Park, wait!” You called, slinging your backpack over your shoulder as you bound toward him.

“Yes, Y/N? Did you need something?”

“Yeah, I wanted to talk you about my tutoring lessons actually…” You began but were cut short by a grin stretching across Mr. Park’s face as he nodded slightly. You raised an eyebrow in confusion at his amusement before he spoke up.

“Ah, yes. I meant to talk to you about that. Mr. Kim told me that you did very well at your first lesson and that he can’t wait for you to come back. You know, I’ve always known him to be a bit of a grump but it seems you were really able to brighten his day. I’m glad these lessons are working out for you, Y/N, keep up the good work.” Your eyes practically bulged out of their sockets upon hearing Mr. Park. You blinked rapidly to check if you had actually fallen asleep in class and were having a nightmare. You felt confusion and anger bubble up inside of you as you stared at Mr. Park with disbelief, half expecting him to burst into laughter any second.

You couldn’t believe what Mr. Kim had told your teacher, that you managed to “brighten his day”. You shuddered as you recalled the first lesson and the way Mr. Kim’s had towered over you authoritatively, demanding you to obey him. It seemed to you that the last thing you had done was leave a good impression on him, yet Mr. Kim had said that he’d, in fact, enjoyed your lesson. It seemed almost laughable to imagine the words coming out of his mouth, ‘Y/N is an excellent student, I can’t wait to see her again. 

“Uh, yeah…thanks.” You said as Mr. Park smiled, gathering up the last of his things as he left the room. You stood in the empty classroom utterly confused and unable to comprehend what you’d just heard. You were well aware of Mr. Kim’s double sided personality that could flip from sweet to sour in a matter of seconds, so why on earth would he want Mr. Park to think he liked you? With your second lesson being that very day, you dreaded going into that library once again. Nonetheless, you knew you were running behind on time and didn’t want to unleash the devil’s fury if you were late.

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Moonlighting - Petals to the Metal:

The Director is the main characters’ boss and she’s mysterious but cool!

Crystal Kingdom:

The Director really just wants to keep the world safe from the relics but she’s got some secrets and maybe isn’t 100% trustworthy, still cool.

Eleventh Hour - Suffering Game:

Lucretia and the Red Robes represent two sides of the same coin. Both have good intentions, but are misguided and doomed to fail without the intervention of the heroes. Lucretia is most likely a well intentioned extremist who truly wants to save the world but might be unwilling to listen to reason and will almost certainly come into conflict with the protagonists because of that.

Lunar Interlude Reunion Tour:

Lucretia took matters into her own hands to do what she believed was best for everyone and did so at a great personal costs. Doing this meant hurting people she loved, or at the very least taking their ability to choose their fates away from them. She knows this, and regrets it, but did it because she ultimately believed it was the right thing to do.  She went rogue and did difficult, even terrible things, but she truly was trying to do the best thing for everyone the entire time.

The Stolen Century:

She just wanted to free her friends from the agony of knowing what they did. She wanted to free this world from what she and her friends had done to it in an attempt to save it. She took the choice away from her friends but she also took the burden of that choice away from them and maybe it was wrong and certainly it was tragic and done out of desperation but it was most certainly done out of the most pure and abundant love and I love her!!!

Prompt for @themrandmrscaptainswan - “patching up a wound.” Thanks for the prompt! Hope you all enjoy. Angst, but with fluff :) 

“I could heal it with magic, if you’d rather me…” Emma offers, in a sore attempt to get her husband to chill out. It doesn’t work.

“Absolutely not,” Killian snaps, blowing through his nose and shaking his head, “you’ve done enough magic for one day, Saviour.”

Saviour. Ouch. He never calls her that. Not unless he’s mad.

“Okay,” she says quietly, fidgeting a little on the toilet seat. “Is there anything I can do to help, then?”

“Well you should text your parents, let them know you’re still alive,” he says, and her eyes widen in shock because did he really just say that?

“Killian. I scraped my knee, it’s not like I lost a limb,” she snaps, but as soon as the words tumble out of her mouth she instantly regrets them. He freezes and looks up from where he’s kneeling on the bathroom tile, his icy stare one of shock and hurt and anger, all rolled together. His jaw moves like he’s about to fire back at her, but he purses his lips, as if to stop his counter remark in its tracks. Emma’s whole posture turns inward with guilt.  

“…okay, so that was a very shitty thing to say. I’m didn’t mean it Killian,” she says quickly. 

“Aye,” he agrees, but his tone is a little softer. Even when he’s mad at her, he can still read her like a book. He knows she’s being sincere, that she didn’t think before she spoke. He forgives her. (For her quip, at least.)

It’s awkward silence for a moment, Killian working meticulously at the rather large scrape Emma procured on her right knee when she fell. Storybrooke is currently waging war with Yzma and Kronk, (“the emperor’s new fucking groove? What the fuck does that even mean, Henry?” “Language, mom. How have you never seen that one?”) and Emma had gone to help Regina in a head to head battle with Yzma and her ferocious felines. Despite Killian asking her not to.

“Could you keep the pressure up, love? I need to fetch some things,” he says, in a studious manner. She does as he bids, holding the blood-soaked rag tightly against her knee. It’s quite the gash, honestly. She exhales when he and his anger leave the bathroom, and she tries to sort out how to explain why she went in the first place. Before she can make much headway, though, he returns with bandage wrap, polysporin, and his flask.

He goes back to kneeling in front of the toilet, and places the bandages and ointment next to her feet.

He yanks the cork from the flask with his teeth, (of course he does), and motions for her to move the rag. Emma closes her eyes and braces herself.

“Fuck,” she hisses, but she says nothing else. (Nothing, for instance, about the fact that cleaning wounds with rum is completely unnecessary in the modern age.)

“Sorry, darling,” he apologizes, and he means it. He hates seeing her hurt. He blows the wound dry before applying the ointment, and bandages it thoroughly.

“Too tight? Can you bend your knee?”

Emma swings her right leg experimentally. “Feels fine. Thank you.”

He nods, but then gets up, heading out the door of the master bathroom that leads into their room.

Her eyes widen as she watches him go, and she gets up as fast as she can, hobbles behind him. “Where are you going? Aren’t we going to talk?” she asks, slightly panicking. Is he really that mad?

He spins, and when he sees her supporting her weight with just her left leg, he instinctively reaches to help her stand. She grips his arm a little tighter than maybe is necessary, but she can’t help it. Please don’t go.

He helps her to the edge of their bed and makes her sit. He crouches down to her eye level, and gives her the look of a disappointed parent. She suspects her own expression mimics that of a child in trouble, so at least it’s somewhat appropriate.

“We’ll talk. But first, I’m making you a doctor’s appointment.”

She wants to argue. She really does. It’s not necessary, she literally just scraped her knee…but she holds her tongue. She bites her cheek and nods her assent. Besides, this isn’t even about her, not really.

He grabs the landline from the nightside table, and goes to the hallway to make the phone call. While he’s gone, she tries again to assemble her thoughts, and the points she’s going to make to defend herself in this discussion they’re about to have. No matter how much he hates it, she is the Saviour. She has to protect their town, their family. It doesn’t matter that she’s his wife or that she’s…fuck.

Suddenly she’s hit with a bolt of clarity, and suddenly she has 20/20 vision from his side of things. Her hand drops to her abdomen. Of course it fucking matters that she’s his wife.

It fucking matters a lot.

She can hear him murmuring outside to the receptionist at the doctor’s office, his tone concerned as he explains what happened. (Well, minus the magical sparring and all that.)

She’s a terrible person, honestly. She brings her knees as close to her chest as she can, despite the dull ache coming from her injury. Her throat tightens as the tears well up. She bites her lip, hard, but it’s no use. She’s crying.

Another minute and Killian swings the door open. “Alright. We have an appointment tomorrow at-Emma?!” He crosses the room in a second, tossing the phone on the bed before quickly sitting down next to her. “What is it? What hurts? Is the baby

Emma rubs her eyes, shaking her head and taking a breath. “No no, I’m okay. The babywe’re okay. God, Killian. I’m so sorry,” she stammers, letting go of her knees so she can grip his forearms. “I didn’t…I wasn’t…I don’t want you to think that…look, I went to help Regina because I wanted to protect your kid. I wanted to just squash the damn wench so that I could try to enjoy a peaceful pregnancy and not be worried she’d try to slip me a potion or some shit. But I guess I…I did not think it through. I did not consider the fact that me going to fight her would put your child straight in the line of fire. That was dangerous and awful. I’m so sorry, and you tried to tell me not to go and I didn’t listen, and I totally get if you’re mad or if you—“

“Shh, alright, darling, alright.  Shh,” he tries to soothe her, all his anger at her thrown far into the void. “Come here,” he tells her, pulling her easily into his lap. Her belly is still pretty tiny, but it’s definitely round, and once he has her settled in his hold he presses his palm against it. She leans into his chest, and circles her fingers around his wrist, holding his hand there. She’s biting her lip and won’t meet his eyes.

“Emma,” he says gently, nuzzling her cheek with his nose, trying to get her to look at him. “Emma, love. Hey. I’m right here.

She turns then, can’t help it. His eyes are entirely different than they were before.

“First of all,” he begins, thumbing her belly, “I don’t know why you keep calling her “your child.” She’s our child, sweetheart.”

“What if she’s a he?” Emma counters lightly, but Killian knows she’s just deflecting.


“…I don’t know. I just want her to be like you, I guess. I don’t know why I say it like that.”

Killian smiles at her and kisses her forehead, but tucks that bit of insecurity away to bring up later. Right now, he has to focus on the events of the day.  

“I suppose it’s fault of mine, Swan. I should’ve gone further than just asking you not to go. I should’ve explained.”

She shakes her head at him. “No, don’t do that. You should not have to explain the concept of “don’t go fighting in a battle cause I’m scared our kid will get hit.”’ It’s pretty self-explanatory. I’m just an idiot.”

“No, you aren’t. You’re the Saviour. It’s ingrained in you to put others’ safety before yours. You can’t help it, love.” He reaches to link his fingers through hers, and he squeezes. She squeezes back.

“You know, you’re allowed to be mad at me about stuff. You don’t have to give up your anger just because you saw me crying and knew I needed a pep talk, Killian.”

“Emma, you are my wife. You are carrying our child. If I see that you need a pep talk, you are damn well getting a pep talk.”

“But Killian, you were mad. Really mad,” she says quietly.

He blows out a sigh and quirks his mouth, trying to find the right way to explain. “Mad isn’t the right word, love. Although I can see how it came off that way,” he admits.

He’s quiet then, his hand still rubbing idly over her belly button. She waits.

“I was terrified,” he whispers, and it guts her. “When Regina called and said you were bleeding, and that I should come get you, I…I think I drove 140 down main street. I thought my heart was going to implode. I’ve never been so afraid in my entire life. If anything serious had happened, if I hadn’t gotten there in time—”

Emma’s eyes widen, and she reaches with her free hand to card her fingers through his hair. “Hey, hey. It wasn’t like that. Don’t even go there.”

“But it could’ve been, Swan. It could’ve been much, much worse than a scrape on the knee. You can’t deny that.”

And she can’t.

She frowns and strokes his cheek with her thumb, looking up into his worried gaze. She hates that a decision she made is the cause of the anguish she sees on his face.

“I’m sorry Killian. You’re absolutely right. I promise, I won’t do anything stupid like that again. I didn’t mean to make you feel so scared.”

He kisses her forehead again, letting his lips linger at her hairline. He feels her relax a little in his arms, and he lets himself relax as well. 

“It’s alright, Swan. And I don’t think it was stupid, that’s not it. It’s just…you’re always so quick to be Saviour Emma, and sometimes I just need you to be my Emma. Or, err, I suppose

“Just our kid’s mom?” she finishes for him, pressing their linked fingers over the little life nestled beneath her skin.

“Aye, my love. Just our kid’s mom.

alienor-woods  asked:

That slow motion turn-away from Clarke in the bunker after she couldn't shoot him is everything to me. I don't know WHAT it means, or HOW I'm ~supposed to interpret it, but that that they chose THAT to shoot in slo-mo over everything else in the episode/season made me all a;ldkjfa;lsdjfa;lsdjfa;ldskjf


First of all, here’s my (relatively unfounded) theory as to why the bunker stuff was so uneven: Bob said something at a con like “I can’t really speak to that scene very much because what was filmed was different than what they aired” (I’m paraphrasing) and around when Jroth would have been editing that episode (and when he would have been breaking the broad strokes of s5) Isaiah made a salty JAHA OUT post on social media, so I’m thinking the bunker stuff was written to be centered on Clarke reaching a line and crossing it.  If you think about the way scenes were written (as in, the words people said) it was mostly focused on Clarke and how her choice risked damaging her relationships with her mother and Bellamy, but the editing (as in, the way scenes/shots were edited) centered Jaha instead.  So my theory is around the time they edited that episode (411, right?) JRoth decided Jaha wasn’t going to make it very far into s5 and decided to make the bunker decision more about Jaha to give him a bigger role to play in the end of s4, but in order to do that they had to cut some bellarke stuff.  (Not shippy stuff, just emotional fallout).  This pisses me off and I really wanted more on that scene, because it was SUCH a big moment for their relationship.  But on the other hand, with no actual text to guide us, we can headcanon whatever the fuck we want for that scene, so there’s that too.

Okay, so with that out of the way: BELLAMY TURNING HIS BACK ON CLARKE WAS SUCH A GREAT MOMENT.  I’m choosing to read it as Bellamy reaching his Limit with Clarke’s bullshit, but in a very different way from how he hit that same Limit in 305.  In 305, he was fucking furious with Clarke for siding with who he perceived as the enemy, in addition to feeling betrayed by her leaving and not coming back and making him deal with the fallout from Mount Weather, and he just could. not. take. it. anymore.  I think both of them saw that fight in 305 as a possible end of their friendship, and when it wasn’t, that changed things between them– because now they know that literally no matter what, the other person is going to be there for them.  There is a certain freedom in knowing someone will love you no matter what, and while that definitely doesn’t give you the right to do whatever the fuck you want with no consequences, it does allow room for some pretty big mistakes.  So Bellamy turning his back here wasn’t a “I’m done with you forever” moment, it was a “god I am so pissed at you I can’t even deal with you, but give me some time and then we’ll deal with this shit.”  It takes an awful lot of love to reach that point with another human, and while I think that love and trust is what cushioned the fallout from the bunker I do think we needed more than just the teasing conversation in the rover from 412 for them to sort through it.

But think about what the bunker moment meant to both of them emotionally: Bellamy had to face the fact that Clarke might literally kill him, and Clarke had to make a choice between Bellamy’s life and the rest of humanity.  And she chose Bellamy.  Clarke has faced very similar choices before, and she always chose the group over the individual.  I think once she had a chance to process that (after praimfaya) I think the implications of that will hit her like a freight train.  But that also doesn’t make her previous decisions okay in the slightest, and when I think about Clarke at the start of 412 I think about the fact that she kept looking at Bellamy like a puppy with her tail between her legs. That is not a Clarke we see often (or ever, really), and she’s so desperate for his forgiveness it almost hurts to watch.  And I do like how Bellamy gently teases her out of her guilt, even though I really think we were owed another tearful fight while they put on their hazmat suits.  The rover moment felt like the conversation you have after a big fight– it’s the resolution, not the fight itself.

Okay so those are MY rambling thoughts on that scene– now I want to hear YOURS.

ADHD Problems

-People telling you to ‘Calm down, this isn’t you’ when you’re off your medicine(YEAH, THEN WHO AM I? WHO AM I IF I’M NOT ME?!?!)

-Your family mistaking your medicine’s side effects for personality traits(Picky eating, trouble sleeping, anxiety attacks, depression, ext.)

-Trying to read when all the words look like scribbles

-People asking if you have OCD, Dyslexia, or Autism

-Unable to focus at the slightest colorful movement or anything out-of-the-norm.

-People telling you to ‘Shut up’ before you even start speaking simply cause they know you talk alot

-People who think ADHD is fake

-Walking into a room and forgetting what you’re doing

-Side Effects of Medicine

-Identity issues after years on personality-changing medicine

-Unable to organize thoughts

-People who think ADHD is fake

-Useless advice from people who don’t have ADHD(just organize better! Focus harder! Try harder! You grow out of it! Use an agenda!)

-People who don’t understand mental disorders come in different forms for each person

-Lost friends from medicine side effects

-People who think ADHD is fake

-Doing something I don’t want to physically hurts

-Crying in frustration when no matter how hard you try, your brain is jumping from one thought to another too fast to register anything, your eyes are moving to fast to read more than jumbled scribbles, your ears picking up too much noise and too many sounds too fast to actually hear anything. The saying Jack of all trades, master of none? It’s applicable right here. Basically, you’re hypersensitive to everything to the point your brain can’t keep up with itself.

Growing Love -4- Suga

Originally posted by jiminiminii

Growing Love - Suga -

Parts: Masterlist |01| |02| 03 | 04 | 05 | 06 | 07 | 08 |

Pairing: Suga x Reader

Genre: Fluff, Romance, Smut

Word count; 2.776

Synopsis: Marrying someone you didn’t know was something you never thought you’d do but as you didn’t want to defy your parents you decided to do it and when you met Min Yoongi you felt you made the right decision as you both agreed that love needed to grow.

The next morning you were up first, making breakfast. This time you made sure that there wouldn’t be any accidents. You were moving around the kitchen in a dress this time, you didn’t feel like wearing shorts today and you had a feeling Yoongi would appreciate it, seeing you in a dress. You know your relationship hit a new level yesterday and you weren’t feeling awkward around him anymore, not that you felt that awkward around him but now you knew him a bit more, which was really helpful. You wanted to get closer to him but you weren’t sure if he liked the skinship, you had been kissing but nothing more than that and with him looking the way he does, well it was hard to hold back.

“Y/N, where are you? Come back to the bed!” Yoongi whined, it made you smile but you did what he asked and you even had breakfast ready for him. “I’m coming,” you mumbled whilst walking into the room and you couldn’t help but chuckle when you saw him hogging the entire bed, with his sleepy face.

“Yah, is that for me?”

“Of course and this time no accidents.” you put the tray on the bedside table and sat down on the bed but before you could do anything he had pulled you down and he was actually hovering over you, which surprised you. He came closer and smiled before pressing his lips to yours. You responded immediately and put your arms around his neck, he lay down partly on you and as he pulled you against him, his hand went up your legs, he pulled slightly back when he noticed that you were wearing a dress, which made him smirk. He didn’t stop and went higher, making you jerk your hips a bit. His mouth traveled down your neck and stopped when he reached your collarbone, making you absolutely crazy because you wanted him to go further. His hand grazed the outlining of your underwear and that made you stop breathing for a second. “Breathe yagiya,” he mumbled against your throat and when you did that he placed his mouth back on yours before pulling back. You lay there completely out of breath and he just started his breakfast as if nothing just happened.

“Are you okay?” he was definitely feeling good about himself. You propped yourself up until you were sitting. “You must be uncomfortable.”

“Not really, I just enjoyed myself.” he kissed your nose as he got out of bed. It was a sight as he was only wearing his pajama bottoms. You had stolen his shirt halfway through the night, how you weren’t sure but you woke up with his shirt on. “You should wear dresses more often, I like them.”

“I can see that.” you walked towards him and put your hands on his chest. “Maybe we should go for a swim.” you moved your hands towards his stomach but he stopped you when you touched the hem of his pajama bottom. “Pervert,” he mumbled close to your ear and you felt a tingle go through your body. You pushed him away and hurried away from him before you really showed him what kind of “pervert”  you could be. “So no to the swimming part?”

“Shut up Oppa.” you heard him laugh, which was the best sound ever and you couldn’t help but fall completely for him every second of the day, you made a side note to thank your mother for this. You were doing the dishes when he put his arms around your waist and put his head on your shoulder. “Have you ever been snorkeling?”

“No why?”

“How would you feel if we would do that today?”

“Okay, sure.”

“Do you know how to sail?”

“I do, I have my license, why?”

“Let’s rent a boat.” he sounded so happy that you couldn’t say no. “Do I have to rent one?” he nodded cutely, which made you melt and next thing you know you shook the hands of the rental place, it was a small yacht, but big enough for the two of us. You made sure there was enough food and water to stay out for the entire day and Yoongi took care of the snorkeling gear. “Are you ready?”

“Let’s go.” You had asked the rental owner where we could snorkel and he gave you the exact map and coordinates, which proved to be very helpful. “When did you learn this?”

“I think it was in my last year of high school.”
“Really, so that’s like four years back?”

“I guess so yes.”

“Oppa, why do you always stay in the shadow, don’t you like the sun?”

“I can’t get a tan, being an idol, means you can get tanned too much and well because I don’t get a lot of sun as I burn quickly.” That did make sense, you didn’t have that burden because you were walking around in the sun almost every day. “Do you mind if I get tanned?”

“Of course not, it’s just my personal choice, you’re beautiful no matter what.” you smiled and wondered why he didn’t show this side more often to the public but then again, they would love him even more, which meant you would have to share him even more. “Oppa, look dolphins!” you suddenly yelled to him and he immediately jumped up “Where?” you pointed at the large group of dolphins and you slowed down, so you could get a good look. “This is amazing!” Yoongi was almost jumping from joy and you couldn’t help but laugh with him. “It really is.”

“Look they’re coming closer.”

“Don’t lean too much over the railing.” You warned him because if he fell it was his own fault. When the dolphins went away he sat back down and started to talk about them, he showed his passion for things and you were happy that he liked things like this as well. You finally had arrived at the diving spot, which was at a coral reef, you just had to make sure the yacht wasn’t moving, because that would make things difficult. You didn’t put on a wetsuit time and you had to laugh when you saw that Yoongi really wasn’t going to change his clothes. “Are you serious right now?” you gestured at the clothes he was wearing.

“I always swim with my clothes on.”

“Of course you do.” you pulled the dress over your head, exposing your bikini, at first you weren’t sure about this bikini because it showed a lot of skin but then you decided that you weren’t going to hide your body because if you would’ve been in Europe, you would not think twice about it. “Is that all you’re going to wear?” His voice was a bit lower than normal and you felt better because this meant he liked it a little bit too much. “Do you have a problem with what I’m wearing?”

“it shows a lot of skin don’t you think?”

“This is what I’m used to wearing whilst swimming, so yes this is all I’m wearing.” You left him staring as you jumped in the ocean, with your scuba gear. “Hurry up Oppa!” you yelled as you put the gear on and dived, you brought your GoPro, which was a good choice as it could go under water. It was such a beautiful sight, the coral reef, and the colorful fish. When you came back up, Yoongi was still busy with his scuba gear. “Do you need help?”

“Yes please help me.” you swam over and took the gear from him and told him precisely how he had to use everything and from that moment time flew by. Together you discovered the underwater world and you weren’t sure how long you had been scuba diving but at a certain point, you began to feel cold and your legs were getting tired. “I think we need to go back,” you yelled at Yoongi and he stuck up his thumbs. When you were back on the yacht you sailed to a little bay, which looked abandoned, that is until you found out that it was a rest stop for people who didn’t want to return back just yet. “Are you hungry?”

“I am, do you want me to prepare something for you?” Yoongi asked as you quickly pulled the dress back over your body, you definitely was a bit sunburned but mostly you were tanned. “Yah, why would you put the dress back on, I’ve been enjoying the view.”

“Well, I can’t enjoy the view so bad luck for you buddy.” he rolled his eyes and pulled his shirt off and with that, your mouth fell to the ground because you didn’t think he would do that. “Now if you don’t mind?” he gestured to the dress and when you didn’t respond he got up and pulled the dress in one swift move over your head. He pulled you closer until you stood against him, he moved the hair out of your face, whilst looking into your eyes. You couldn’t stand it and you pushed your lips against his and if he was startled he didn’t show it as he wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you closer. At first, he was teasing you a bit but soon he deepened the kiss. He laid you down on the lounge area, which was covered in soft pillows. he gently caressed your side, which made you feel like you were going crazy. He didn’t stop this time as he suddenly kissed the top of your breasts, you were startled at first but his gentle touch made you relax quickly. His hand went to your bikini bottom and as he swiftly caressed your sensitive spot, you knew that you were ready to take the next step and as your hand travelled down his chest you stopped at the hem of his swim shorts, this was pure hesitation from your part but he put his hand over yours and moved it on him. The minute your hand moved he moaned softly in your neck, which was a huge turn on.

“I’ve wanted to do this from the moment I laid eyes on you,” he said through his kisses and that’s when you lost your bikini top. You were panting way too hard for a proper answer. To know that he was the reason for making you feel breathless made him smile as he kissed your breasts. His hand went under your bikini bottom and when he started to move his fingers you were lost in pure pleasure. The only thing that mattered now was Yoongi and his hands, you didn’t even know that the sun was already setting. Your bikini bottom had disappeared at a certain point just like Yoongi’s swim shorts and before you knew it, you lay on his chest completely exhausted but highly pleased with yourself. You lifted your head from his chest and noticed that the sun had gone under and you knew that it couldn’t have been more perfect than this.

“Did you really wanted to do this when you first saw me?” Yoongi smiled lazily at you and as he propped himself up against the back of the lounge, he nodded. “I did.”

“But I was wearing nothing interesting at all.”

“There was just something about you that attracted me and when I found out you were the one I was going to marry, well I couldn’t be happier.” You hid your face in his chest and enjoyed the movement of his chest whilst he was chuckling. “I felt the same way, to be honest.”

“Did you really not know who I was?”

“I really didn’t know, I just returned from Europe and even though Kpop is also big there, it’s not that noticeable as radio station don’t play it and I didn’t really have a lot of time to look at youtube.”

“I see, you were studying right?”

“I was and I went out with friends when I had free time.”

“Just like we do, when we have time.”

“Of course, we’re all the same you know.” he chuckled because you were slurring your words right now as you were falling asleep. He quickly got up and grabbed some water and a towel, just to clean you up and when he was finished he put your bikini back on, together with your dress. He also put his own clothes on and started on dinner. You had brought a few things he could heat up with the electric grill, he could even make ramyun if he wanted. You, on the other hand, were completely out of it and you didn’t wake up until he told you to eat something. After dinner, you did have to go back, as it was getting dark. You got up and started the motor and when you arrived back at the dock you packed up everything and returned the keys.

“Let’s go home.” Yoongi grabbed your hand and pulled you along. You walked back to the cabin, not talking at all. You would think it was highly uncomfortable but it wasn’t, you were just enjoying each other’s company. “Oppa?”


“Can I ask what you did, that they made you marry?”

“Do you really want to know?”

“Only if it doesn’t hurt you.”

“It’s because of a girl.”

“I guessed something like that.”

“Let’s get home first then I will tell you.” It took forever to get home, as you were a curious person, this last part was pure torture. When you got in, you quickly changed your clothes into comfortable clothes and sat down on the couch, whilst Yoongi grabbed you something to drink. He took a deep breath before he started talking, which scared you a bit because it must be something bad right?

“I dated a girl for a few weeks but she got a bit obsessive. It became really bad but I couldn’t resist her and it was damaging everything around me. I didn’t want to see it or listen to the other members. I did everything for her and I even talked about her in public but she was only using me for my money and fame. I wanted to marry her and I even had sex with her, which I don’t do without loving a person and boy did I love her but she didn’t love me back because one day I went to surprise her and I found her in bed with another guy. Now, this wouldn’t be a scandal if it didn’t leak to the press. She made pictures when we had sex, nothing too much but enough to see it was me, so when they were posted online, all hell broke loose. Lucky for me that I’m with the best company ever and they took care of everything but It damaged not only me but also the group.”

“But why would they force you to marry someone?”

“It was actually my suggestion.”


“To make sure something like this wouldn’t happen again.”

“How did you found me though?”

“Your mother is a good friend of our boss and she told him about you and the fact that they were looking for a husband.”

“So you just went along with it?”

“Not before I saw you and if you think that time was the first time I saw you, then you’re mistaken.”

“Wait when did you see me?”

“I saw you at med school actually. I waited one day to see you and when I saw you, you were wearing black skinny jeans and a light blue sweater, you looked tired but also happy as you were walking with friends.”

“I remember that day, I got good grades for a test.” You memorized but you also remembered something from that day and that’s when you realized that it was also the first time you saw him but you just didn’t realize it back then. “Now that you mention that day, I saw you too but I didn’t know you so I didn’t think much of it” he chuckled and pulled you closer and kissed your forehead.

“Your smile that day was the reason I wanted to marry you.”

“That’s really cheesy, you know this right?” He chuckled and nodded “I’m aware of this.”

“Maybe we should go to bed, what do you think?” He didn’t say anything after that as he lifted you up and walked into the bedroom. “I was waiting for that.” with that he threw you on the bed and turned off the lights.

Previous <—————–> Next

it totally depends on which psychotic illness, but here’s what to know when living with/ being close to someone with a psychotic illness:

- keep an eye out for early symptoms (things that can happen before a psychotic episode)

- you can’t love the symptoms away, but please, show a lot of love

- their symptoms are no ones fault

- don’t challenge their delusions, they won’t go away no matter how many facts you give them

- keep a dairy of when the symptoms are more active

- one symptom of psychosis is lack of motivation and hard time starting chores. help to motivate and give them creds for what they do.

- learn about their illness, symptoms and maybe even what side effects they get from their medication. understand who the person is, and who their mental illness is.

- remind them to take medication, if they are bad at taking them themselves

- take care of yourself too, you are lovely

you can come with advice too, i will be updating this post! 

From the Dining Table, Pt. 2 (Ethan)

Summary: Ethan finally comes across your letter after many years and begins his journey to find you.

Word Count: 2,181

Warnings: Vomiting, mentions of vomit

Author’s Note: I finally finished part 2! It ended a little differently than I had intended just because I was accumulating a large word count so quickly and I wanted to cut it short before I lost you guys… But, this means a part 3 will ensue! This is written from Ethan’s point of view, and it involves a couple flashbacks, so I hope you guys are able to follow along. Also, “Y/L/N” means “your last name.” Please let me know what you think and I hope you enjoy! Requests are open.

Part 1

“Breaking news coming out of Hollywood this morning… Ethan Dolan reportedly calls it quits in the middle of filming his latest movie after having what sources are calling a ‘nervous breakdown.’ The former YouTube sensation-turned-A-list-actor was said to have stormed off of set yesterday unprovoked and has not been seen or heard from by family and friends since. There has been no word on how long production on the movie has been stalled for, or if Dolan will be welcomed back to the cast should he choose to return to the film. We’ll continue to report the latest updates on this story as they come in.”

I shove my headphones into my ears and crank the volume up until the shrill voice of the E! News reporter disappears, disgusted that even in LAX, one of the world’s most famous and populated airports, celebrity gossip matters more than world affairs. Pulling the brim of my baseball cap down farther over my eyes, I shift in my seat and pray that no one is paying enough attention to their surroundings to recognize me. I’m sitting in the terminal completely alone and would like to keep it that way— no security guards, no screaming fans mobbing me, no soccer moms hesitantly walking up to me asking for a picture for their ‘daughter.’ Yeah, right. I know for a fact that some of those moms go out on movie dates with their girlfriends on Friday nights just to oodle over me and it’s absolutely disgusting. Don’t they have husbands waiting for them back home?

I sigh and glance down at my jean pocket holding the piece of paper that brought me to the airport in the first place. Is the E! News reporter incorrect in saying that I stormed off of set of the movie I was contracted to film months ago? No, actually, but she is incorrect in saying that it was ‘unprovoked.’ For the last couple of years, my life has been a whirlwind of traveling, transitioning from YouTube to making movies, red carpets, parties, drugs, alcohol, girls, it never seemed to end. The life I have now is everything I could have ever wanted at eighteen years old, but as I learned over time, it didn’t come without sleepless nights and regret over losing the one person that unapologetically stood by my side since we were kids. The more opportunities I was presented with, the more fame I gained, the farther I pushed her away and for what reason, I don’t remember now. But no matter how hard I tried to rid myself of her, she never left me. She haunted my dreams and called out for me when I would least expect it. I could hear her whispering to me in the wind and I would feel her body up against mine in every bed I slept in. Time didn’t make it better; in fact, it was quite the opposite. I most recently have been plagued with images of her choosing to marry someone else, to carry someone else’s children, and in the middle of one of those visions, I decided I had had enough. That’s when I found the letter, and after spending hours reading it, re-reading it, kicking myself for putting her through so much pain, and bawling at the realization of what I had become, I dashed to the airport knowing exactly where I would find her.

A couple other people in the terminal begin to shift in their seats and look at their tickets. I rip one headphone out of my ear just in time to hear the airline employee call for the boarding of first class passengers. Grabbing my backpack and ticket, I fly to the front of the line, head down, hoping to create as little of a scene as possible.

“Welcome aboard, Mr. Dolan,” the employee coos as she scans my ticket and checks my I.D. all too slowly. “What business do you have flying to Newark today?”

What business do I have? What business does she have asking that question?

“I… um… I’m paying an overdue visit to an old friend,” I mumble, trying to keep the irritation in my voice at bay.

“Ah, I see. Well, I hope you have a safe and comfortable trip back home.” She flashes a toothy smile as I take off to find my seat in the aircraft. With so much pep in her voice, I wonder how many glasses of wine she drinks at night before being able to dull the aching emptiness in her chest.

Wait, did she just say, ‘back home?’ How the hell would she have known that I… Oh god, she’s a closeted fan, too. Yep, E! News is going to sink their teeth into that headline: “An AWOL Ethan Dolan was spotted by an LAX employee boarding a plane to New Jersey, seemingly desperate to get back to his home state. What could he possibly be trying to run away from in L.A.? Or, could he be running toward something instead?”

I settle into the cushioned seat, my mind trying struggling to remember the last time I flew on a commercial aircraft. I almost forgot how to even book a ticket in the first place; having done it on a computer last, trying to confirm one on my phone on the way here proved to be even more difficult. My brain continues to search, scanning over memories in reverse chronological order until it lands on the right one, forcing up a wave of nostalgia and nausea, too:

“Y/N!” I shouted, hunched over the Mac in the living room of our dingy apartment. “Come here! I want to show you something!”

“What is it, babe?” Her voice cascaded through the air and settled on my skin, giving me goosebumps. God, how I loved her voice.

“I can’t tell you! You’ll have to come see it.”

Her slippers dragged against the carpet as she approached me from her bedroom. I stood up to block the computer screen, not wanting to give the surprise away before I was ready.

“E, sweetheart, this better be super important,” she scolded, entering the room. “I was in the middle of my history mid-term paper and I had a groove going.”

I took in her beauty as she leaned against the door frame, crossing one leg over the other. Her hair was thrown into a ponytail at the top of her head, her reading glasses were falling down her nose, and the skin on her lips was peeling, most likely resulting from the way she constantly chewed on them when she was anxious or deep in thought. She was wearing an old hand-me-down t-shirt that she acquired from her older brother years ago, and because he was over a head taller than her, she was swimming in the fabric. Her legs were bare, but the shirt was so long on her body that she wasn’t revealing much. Her skin glowed in the light and the amused smirk on her face made my head spin.

Wow, I thought to myself in shock. This girl is all mine.

“E? Ethan? What was it you wanted to show me?” Her voice shook me from my thoughts and I broke out in a child-like grin.

“This paper is the last final you have to submit, right?”


“And then you’re not only done for the semester but done with your college career, right?”

“Yes, Ethan, we’ve talked about this.”

“And your commencement ceremony is tomorrow at noon?”

“Ethan, did you get knocked over the head with something? We’ve been discussing my graduation for months now.”

“I know, I know we have. But, what we haven’t talked about is the fact that the ceremony isn’t the only place you—uh—I mean, we, have to be tomorrow.”

Y/N cocked her head to the side and walked over to me. “Ethan… what is going on?”

I took a couple of steps to the right to reveal the hotel reservations and flight confirmation number displayed on the computer screen, barely able to contain my excitement. “We have a 6:30 flight tomorrow from L.A. to Orlando. Happy graduation-slash-early-birthday-present, babe. I’m taking you to Disney World.”

I smile at the memory of Y/N’s disbelief as it melted into shock, the shock then morphing into elation. Disney World, while being one of the most cliché vacations a couple could take together, had always been a top vacation destination for her since she was a child. She was never able to visit when she was young because her parents struggled financially, but I had the ability to make one of her childhood dreams come true, something she never stopped thanking me for. Had I known the flight to Orlando wasn’t just going to be the last time I would fly on a commercial plane, but with Y/N in general, I would have cherished the moment more. She was always my favorite person to travel with. I would have gone anywhere in the world with her.

I begin to gag from vomit trying to force its way up my throat. For some reason, my regret is always paired with puke, but refusing to let it get the best of me, I fish in the front pocket of my backpack for my bottle of pills I was first prescribed after telling my doctor about my visions of Y/N. Opening the cap, I pour out four Ativan and wash them down with a bottle of water I bought after clearing security. I close my eyes and lean back in my seat, letting the medication run through my system and forcing the thought of Y/N away from my mind.

I just need five hours in the air to think about absolutely nothing. I just need five hours of darkness and silence in order to face what I have done.

“Ethan? Ethan Dolan in the flesh and blood?”

I look down at the concrete porch of Y/N’s childhood home, shamefully unable to meet the gaze of her mother standing on the threshold of her front door.

“Hi, Mrs. Y/L/N. Yes, it’s me.”

“Ethan, what business do you have showing up at my door after eight years of not speaking to my family?”

I pop my head up. Eight years? It’s been eight years since seeing Y/N last? I grab the letter out of my pocket and unfold it to see when it was dated, something that I stupidly didn’t think to pay attention to when I first found it.

Oh, my god… Y/N dated the letter six years ago; she waited on me for two and a half years in L.A. before moving back home, and it still took me another six years to find this thing. How despicable.

Disgusted with myself, I suddenly become dizzy and lean over the porch railing to vomit into the grass below. Mrs. Y/L/N steps out onto the porch and places her hand on my back, rubbing it gently until I stop dry heaving long enough to catch my breath.

“You’re being kind to me, Mrs. Y/L/N, even after everything I’ve done,” I observe.

“Holding anger and hatred for someone never does any good, no matter how much they’ve hurt you, Ethan. I see you found Y/N’s note. I’m assuming that’s why you’re here?”

I nod, gripping the piece of paper tighter. “Would you be able to tell me where to find her?”

“I can, but you might not like the answer.”

I raise an eyebrow, another wave of nausea washing over me.

“She bought the house, Ethan. The brick house on the corner of Oak Street, the one that–“

“The one that we talked about buying together since we were fourteen,” I finish for her.

Mrs. Y/L/N shrugs her shoulders. “Once your channel took off and she moved to L.A. with you, she started college out there and I thought maybe that dream became more of a fleeting thought for her. I don’t think she expected to ever come back to New Jersey; I certainly didn’t expect her to, at least because I knew that she would follow you wherever you went and I knew that you wouldn’t end up back here… You were destined for greater things than this town could offer you. But I suppose Y/N never forgot about it, after all.”

I press my lips into a hard line, working to keep my tears at bay. “You’re right, I don’t like that answer.”

“Well, then you should know one more thing.”

“What’s that?”

“She doesn’t live there alone, Ethan.”

Fishing the keys of my rental car out of my other pocket, I glance sideways at Mrs. Y/L/N. “What do you mean?”

“I think it’s best that you find out for yourself, but be prepared. What you find might hurt you.” Mrs. Y/L/N places a peck on my cheek. “It was nice to finally see you again, Ethan.”

I close my eyes, desperately afraid that my visions of Y/N weren’t just visions after all.

“Thanks. You too. I just hope Y/N feels the same way.”


jacksonwang852g7: 제 인생의 첫 싱글 ‘Papillon’. 정말 인상 깊은 영화 통해서 영감을 받았어요. 이 노래 통해서 전달 해주고 싶은 메세지는 우리 모두 다 한계없이 우리의 꿈 따라갔으면 좋겠다는 내용이에요. 성공 하든 말든 열심히 했으면 후회하지않았으면 된다 라는 의미 전달하고싶었어요. 그리고 정멀 Papillon 하면서 정말 진심으로 감사해야되는 분들 정말 많아요. 일단 저를 정말 아끼는 TEAM WANG 모두의 스탭 형누나들, 저를 항상 믿어주는 JYP 직원 형누나들, 저를 항상 응원하고 믿어주고 예뻐해주는 우리 새들, 저의 진심 친구들의 응원 매세지. 무슨 일 일어나든 잭슨을 진심으로 사랑해주는 Jacky분들. 그리고 제가 제일 사랑하는 우리 엄마 아빠. 솔직히 말하면 이게 딴게 아니라 이게 다 진심 마음이라고 생각해요. 여러분 저를 위해서 노력한 만큼 제 두눈으로 다 보이고 정말 항상 소중하고 감사해요. 여러분 있어서 저의 제일 자랑스러운 일이에요. 앞으로 도 열심히 해서 꼭 좋은 아티스트 로 될게요. 여러분 자랑스럽게 하고싶고 슨부심 보여주고싶다고 항상 하는 저, 꼭 지킬게요. 감사해요. ………………………………………………………………………………………

我的第一首单曲 'Papillon',灵感是来自于我之前看过一部非常难忘的电影,而想表达的意思是希望我们可以勇敢的去追求梦想,而不要被限制住,成功不成功,做了才知道,自己努力了 不后悔就好了。 在这里也想特别的感谢 每一位 把我当成自己作品的 TEAM WANG 哥哥姐姐们,谢谢我的总公司非常支持我,相信我,谢谢支持我的鸟宝们,谢谢我所以真心朋友们的祝福,谢谢不管什么样的风刮过来,每一刻都在我身边真心关心我,真心爱我王嘉尔的Jacky们,还有谢谢我最爱的爸爸妈妈。 也坦白的说一句,这不是什么,这就是真心。 是不是真心,都能看的见。 所有的努力,所有的付出,亲眼都看见了,都知道,非常感恩。 这也是我王嘉尔最值得骄傲的事。 真的很感谢你们,不管哪方面, 我都会努力成为更好的王嘉尔。 做好自己,做好我们。 …………………………………………………………………………………

This is my first single 'Papillon’. The inspiration came from a movie that I watched when I was really young. I’m trying to bring out a message that we shouldn’t limit ourselves. Don’t be scared to takes risks, follow your dreams and even if you do fall, don’t have regrets. Aslong as we can say we tried our best. Firstly, I want to thank my crew, Team Wang for having my back since the beginning. Thank you JYP, for always believing in me. And our IGOT7 for always showing so much love and support. 🙏 Thank you #Jacky for loving me who i am, standing by my side no matter what happens. Also the two people i love the most, my mom and dad. This is all coming from love. I believe we can all differentiate what is real and what isn’t. I’m so blessed to have my fans and supporters. You guys motivate me to work harder and to become a better person/artist. 🙏 #jacksonwang #잭슨 #王嘉爾 #thankyou #blessed #got7 #igot7 #1mviewsin1day #슨부심 #love #QJG

A Timid Lie - Cheryl x Fem!Reader request


@idle-lanes @sgarrett49 @murderyoursoul @moonlight53 @redhairedoddity

Anonymous said: hey, do you think you could do a archie or cheryl (whichever you’re more comfortable with) xreader where archie/cheryl gets really flustered around the reader and kind of rambles on about stuff which always makes the reader laugh, but that makes archie/cheryl kind of put down so they start to avoid the reader until the reader confronts them about it and they admit their feelings while the reader admits that the only reasont they laughed so much was because they were so happy around them?

A/N: I changed the prompt slightly but hope you like it.

“Oh my god….”

Y/N looked up from her book catching her friends eye across the table. “What C?”

“I mean just look at her outfit…I can’t understand how that Muggs girl leaves the house like that…”.


“Yeah yeah, I know. Be nice. But come on, that’s a cry for help over there!”.

The girl sat there and sighed, a bit disappointed in her friend. She knew Cheryl had a dramatic side - it was what partially drew her to the red headed bombshell. But sometimes Cheryl could be harsh for no reason. A reason that Cheryl herself would later admit.

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500 Followers and Thoughts on The Loud House Fandom

Well I finally made it to half a 1000 followers. This is unreal. THANK YOU FOR THE BOTTOM OF MY HEART. <3 I’m sorry I don’t have a picture for you guys this time. I was on vacation for 4 days, but I’m still here with ideas, even an animation I plan on starting soon of the Loud House characters. 



….I like drawing the Loud House, I like being part of the community, I love meeting new people. The problem is….the fandom war itself. You probably figured that….;p

When the Loud House premiered the first time in 2016, I knew for a fact, “OOOOOOOH. There’s going to be a LOT of rule 34 art with these characters.” And I knew it wasn’t going to bother me much because I don’t draw that kind of stuff AND I don’t need to…even though I’m called a cute suggestive artist (it rubbed off on me lol). I won’t draw….inter….*pukes*. I draw for me. I draw romance, comedy comic, regular comic, and whatever comes to mind. I posted something in May last year then stopped posting since, until I decided….I’ll give it a try again since the Loud House changed me as a person to appreciate animation again. I came back following my fav artist such as @jcitricpache​ and safe house blogs. As an anime/manga artist, yes, I WILL FOLLOW HIM NO MATTER WHAT HE DRAWS. HE’S A SEMPAI. <3 

The more I kept posting, the more people came to me from both sides. I didn’t know some of them drew rule 34, but until I did, I was like…”Oh. Ok.” Then I move on. 

Now as time went on…I noticed…some things were a little weird with both sides. Some blogs posted works from several artist who drew rule 34 or Loudcest stuff, but it was in a way that called them out on it, and I was like “Wow….that’s something new.” Lemme be honest….that kind of stuff ONLY STIRS MORE PROBLEMS THAN HELPS and it shows. As it kept happening, both sides began to quarrel with each other by drawing suicide stuff to some of the safe blogs and some safe blogs calling even neutral artist horrible people because they ship Lincoln with one of their siblings and them having sin children. I didn’t even know sin children was a thing. I’m kinda behind on stuff since I’m really an introvert. You know how that makes me feel as a person who adores the Loud House? It makes me feel uncomfortable. Not because of the rule 34 or peoples opinions, because you guys are attacking each other in a way people are afraid to join the fandom. Although MikeInel and Luna Loud probably helped it gain more popularity. THANK YOU MIKE AND LUNA. Now….I don’t really like seeing….certain types of pics from rule 34, but some of them I talk to…I must admit it…. and they understand and they are okay with me being a mainly safe artist. 

Another thing I don’t like is how, new people who come to the fandom have to automatically pick a side. Tumblr use to have a safe search thing on the mobile app which blocked a LOT of NSFW, but they got rid of it….IDK WHY. Now it’s easier for people to see NSFW and yeah…I can understand if you’re uncomfortable. I cringe at little  and say “WHY….?” or “w….ow…..(sarcastically)” at some pictures, NOT ALL OF THEM, but it doesn’t affect my life forever because I move on. You know, when people ship Lincoln with his sisters, I tend to take it in a different way like “maybe this is an alternate universe where they’re not siblings and they fall in love? Or maybe they’re married into the family to become siblings-in-law because there’s no illegal thing to marry a sibling in law. Hence my Ronnie Anne Dream comic. BTW ronniecoln still my otp. Maybe for those who see Loudcest so horrible, think of it as….and alternate universe? IDK I’m trying help both sides as much as I can, but I know I can’t. Maybe take it as a Shock Humor essence such as Family Guy or other shock humor shows…and if that doesn’t work….just….ignore it…skip past it quickly?. IDK I’m just putting some ideas to stop this bickering some how. Though I know it won’t work ;p Is there some way to ship lincoln with his sisters/ vice versa without the incest tone?

ONE MORE THING…with me as an artist who loves the Loud House and a person who draws anime, my art might end up looking suggestive in some ways. I felt afraid when someone asked if one of my pictures was Loudcest when it wasn’t. And….I want to draw how I feel. I want to tell stories through comics. I want to enjoy what I love. Some people even asked me, what do I think about Loudcest? *SIGH* i’m lucy now….that was a question I never wanted to get, but I guess I’ll say something…I take it as….maybe it’s an alternate universe/AU where they’re NOT siblings…and also…I DON’T CARE WHAT YOU DRAW EVEN IF I CRINGE A BIT. I move on with my happy life. I travel, I spend time with friends, I go to the mall, I go to festivals, and I take caution to who follows me, I don’t let it affect my life forever.  DRAW FOR YOU!


 No….I’m not a republican….What does that have to do with drawing?????

 I want to have fun drawing more pictures of the Loud House…even some yaoi that’s tame. one of my most fav artist draw a bit of yaoi. But she’s a fan of certain animes so…. And if you’re a safe person still saying “FUCK THE LEWDCEST/LOUDCEST ARTIST! THEY’RE PEDOS!” I guess Disney has those problems, too.

Aladdin x Jasmine, Ariel x Eric, Snow White(how is she 14???) x Prince Florian, Aurora(Sleeping Beauty) x what was that prince’s name? And Grim Fairytales. The Renaissance times god dang it. Yeah….I know. Times change…and they still are. Just hope they don’t add LGBTQ “P”….eww.

 And if both sides want to keep arguing…do it quietly please…I don’t want to feel like I have to take a side because of what I draw. It’s made people too toxic and that’s not healthy, especially for the young people who love this show, too. Those block list/blacklist, not healthy. Calling out other artists’ creative freedom…even if it’s ronchy (which is why the NSFW tag exist), not healthy. Making suicide pictures of safe blogs, not healthy. Bullying, harassment and whatever fits to that from both sides, NOT HEALTHY! 

REMEMBER THIS ALWAYS BOTH SIDES, YOU BOTH LOVE THE LOUD HOUSE. BOTH SIDES BRING IN NEW FANS, SAFE OR PERVERTIVE, and it only helps the Loud House get more fame. That’s what brings more happiness to the show’s development and they give us some things we want, such as Clyde’s Parents, Luna’s Bisexuality, and others. If you guys keep bickering…it could ruin a great show and a great experience.

In conclusion….BOTH SIDES….enjoy the Loud House in your own way….OTL. *moan* and….FBI? WHAT? THAT’S NEW…THEY’RE TOO BUSY WITH MORE IMPORTANT STUFF. I’m going back to drawing.

 And if you have a reason to disagree or want to discuss more things that bother you, feel free to message me privately. I will gladly talk to you to see your point of view and I’m a nice person….too much of a nice person. You can message me if you feel like you’re in a terrible mood because of this fandom. *open arms*

Thank you again for the followers. even if I lose some from this post….; . ; jk. You have the right to unfollow me if you must….U _ U sob…don’t go lol

See you guys later with another picture.

Why I love Blindsided...(not just because of Hiccstrid...)

The reason why I’m so in love with the episode Blindsided isn’t the same reason as everyone else. I mean sure, it was the episode where Hiccstrid became official, (AND THEY FREAKIN’ KISS!) but for some reason, I just really love the fact that Astrid was blind.

Race to the Edge this season is so much more different than the other three. I feel like each one is darker than the last. And while the movies and Riders and Defenders of Berk focused solely on the dragons, RTTE is more about character development and how everyone got to where they are in the second movie.

Now what does character have to do with Astrid being blind?

Well, I’m honestly in love with how it all went down – the lightning storm and the Triple Stryke and finding Stormfly – to me, you get to see Astrid in a totally different light. I think my favorite part of the episode was when Astrid told Hiccup that she was worried about being permanently blind. When Hiccup told her that if that were to happen, he would be there by her side. He told her “there will always be a Hiccup and Astrid” no matter what. And that was the part that really made my heart flutter, because seeing that was just amazing – especially coming from Hiccup.

I honestly loved how the writers went on with everything too. I feel like Astrid’s interactions while she was blind were painstakingly accurate (although I am kind of disappointed that a lot of the time, Astrid was making “eye contact” even though she couldn’t see the person she was talking to), especially that it emphasized her heightened hearing, which was how she figured out how to properly train Sleuther.

Overall, I think this does contribute to character development, and this is why it’s my favorite episode.

Of course, after I finished thinking all of that through, I instantly started fangirling over the amount of Hiccstrid in that episode.

It went a little something like:


Werewolf!Taehyung (Boyfriend)

And now it is time for the third member of the sunshine line, the second half of the Daegu princes, the second half of Vmon, the love of my life who looks so good in beanies oh my god I need someone to make a post of just beanie!Tae bc it is one of my favorite looks, Kim Taehyung aka V aka tae tae

  • I’ve written three things for werewolf!tae so far, there’s the description of him as a werewolf in general, which is part one (here) part two is him falling in love with a human (here) and of course, werewolf!tae as a father (all of the father related posts are here)
  • Since one of the requests was for human!reader, I’ll be using that to start off with
  • Cutest sweetest silliest boyfriend
  • Will always wanna cuddle, always wants kisses, l o v e s cheek kisses or nose kisses just any kisses
  • If you’re okay with couple items, he’s gonna want some couple items, lil couple rings, couple bracelets, necklaces, maybe a couple shirts or like matching themed outfits so like all black or white or gray or overalls or 60s outfits, just anything like that
  • Lots of pillow talking and lots of sweet nothings sleepily mumbled as he’s falling asleep and always a daily “I love you” at least one a day
  • Similar to Jimin, once he tells you about the fact that he’s a werewolf, he’s not gonna hold anything back
  • He l o v e s being a wolf so you eventually get really used to walking in and seeing a wolf chilling around your apartment, it gets to a point where it’s almost weirder to not come home to it
  • But of course, the first time you come home to see this giant ass wolf rolling around in the dog bed, it takes a minute for everything to click together
  • Your initial thought is more of a holy shit there’s a wolf in my living room what am I supposed to do with this news rather than a oh it’s just Tae
  • It’s pretty easy to realize this wolf isn’t an actual wild wolf, seeing as it’s watching TV on its back, all sprawled out
  • You’re a bit hesitant to approach it just in case you’re wrong but then it sees you and its tail starts wagging and it runs up to you
  • It’s a pretty big wolf, close to being the biggest, it has this dark brown, almost black, fur that’s s o fucking soft (just look at Tae’s hair and tell me that shit doesn’t look super soft)
  • The eyes give it away though bc they’re the same color as Tae’s but they’re also bright and excited, filled with love and adoration
  • You immediately know it’s Tae and you just have to sigh in relief bc you had been nervous for a second 
  • He’s always super warm but as a wolf, he’s even warmer so sometimes on cold nights/days, he’ll go off into his wolfy form so you can cuddle him and keep warm
  • You honestly forget he’s a wolf sometimes bc he’s such a puppy and he’s so cute and sweet, even as a giant wolf with sharp ass teeth that could do a whole lot of damage
  • He could never hurt anything, there’s this one time he’s chasing after a butterfly and he goes to swat at it with his paw and he actually hits it and he turns back into human so quickly so he can check on the lil butterfly (it’s totally okay) bc he didn’t mean to actually hit it
  • He’s one of the most playful wolves of the pack
  • Actually getting to sit with him on the full moon is a rare occurrence bc he’s so busy playing and running around
  • Basically, on full moons, werewolves get this huge boost of energy and Tae is already really energetic on a normal day so the full moon is pretty much the how long can Taehyung run day
  • He and Jimin are tackling each other and Jungkook’s chasing the both of them and they’re getting all of pack to play, they’re the ones that always start the play fights
  • Tae and chim try to sneak up on hobi while he’s sitting with his love but he hears them and the three of them start chasing each other around and everyone’s barking and playfully growling and some of them are howling
  • Okay but I just wanna throw this out there, their howls would be so harmonized and beautiful to listen to bc did you hear Jimin, Jin and kook singing Love Yourself, that harmony was gorgeous and that was just a random sing along
  • Howls are always harmonized and this one time, you record it bc you love it so much and it almost sounds more like a song than a random howl
  • Tae always brings Soonshim to the full moon gatherings and it’s so cute to see them playing together and rolling around in the dirt
  • Tae is v v protective over you but mainly with serious threats
  • He gets protective the first few full moons with you and the pack bc he knows that accidents can happen and sometimes a wolf bites down too hard or kicks too quickly and while another wolf can handle that, a human can’t always handle it
  • It’s a lil weird to see Tae get 100% serious bc normally he’s happy and cheery so seeing him deal with a serious threat reminds you that he is actually really powerful and that he can hold his own and it makes you wonder just how much he holds back in play fights bc his serious growl is much much different from his playful one
  • Just think about that for a second, like if his speaking voice is as deep as it is, just imagine his growl like that shit would be so intimidating
  • He doesn’t leave your side until the threat is gone with no chance of it coming back and he’s ready to defend you no matter what and of course, the entire pack is right behind him
  • Pretty much everyone is ready to attack at Namjoon’s word so if the threat is a smart person/pack, they’ll leave while they can bc you don’t really wanna piss of a pack of BTS’s size, especially when you have seven huge ass wolves ready to lead the attack
  • They’re a very friendly pack so if you get them pissed off enough to fight, you’ve done goofed
  • But you never have to worry about being hurt once you’re with Tae bc not only is he ready to protect you at any hour, he’s got the rest of the pack willing to back him up
  • As I mentioned in the other posts, werewolves don’t get jealous in the same way humans do, they mate for life so they don’t have much to worry about when it comes to losing their partner
  • But they do get jealous in a playful way, in a “I want all of your attention on me rn” and tae is the king of that
  • He’ll get whiny, he’ll stomp his feet (or paws) he’ll stand between you and the other person/wolf/dog/whatever it is that’s keeping you occupied and just pout
  • But you’re human so you do get jealous sometimes
  • He’s a b ea uti ful man so it’s not a strange idea that people would flirt with him or try to slip him their numbers bc he has a really approachable vibe to him like he’s someone you could start a conversation with in an elevator and it wouldn’t be awkward bc he’s just so friendly
  • It’s never a great feeling to see someone being so touchy or blatantly asking if he’s single when he’s holding onto your hand or has his arm over your shoulders but he’s always really quick to point out that he’s got someone he’s v v happy with
  • He doesn’t let you be jealous for too long, even though he thinks you look really cute when you’re jealous, bc he wants you to feel loved and he wants you to know that you never ever have to worry about him with anyone else
  • “I’ll be yours for the rest of my life, you’re my person, you’re the only person I’m gonna love, I hope you know that and never worry about anyone else”
  • While he will try to cheer you up if you’re feeling insecure about being human, he will get serious if that’s what you need, he’s always been really good at knowing what you need him to do when it comes to comforting
  • He knows when you just need a shoulder to cry on, when you need someone to talk it out with and when you need someone to act like a clown and get you to laugh and smile and he’s more than happy to be all of that for you
  • He doesn’t really care that you’re human, he’s never even thought much of it once he’d told you he was a werewolf, he’s always just accepted you as you are and never thought twice about it
  • He’ll make sure you rarely get the chance to feel insecure, he’s always telling you that he loves you and he’s always giving you that lovey dovey look and just being your number one fan in general, he’s always showing you his support and rooting you on in your career and it’s easy to tell that he couldn’t care less whether you were a werewolf or a human
  • Werewolf!Tae as a boyfriend is just a giant puppy with a whole lot of love for you who’s always there for you and makes you feel really special and loved and treats you like royalty

I don’t really understand why people thing centrism is “literally not having an opinion on anything ever” or “trying to compromise with bigots”. While there are some matters that I am neutral on when it comes to politics, I have always seen centrism more as a mixed grab bag of political ideologies from multiple parts of the political spectrum and just evening out. I don’t consider myself to be left or right but I take ideologies from both sides to form what I personally see as a more centered ideology. It doesn’t mean that I don’t have opinions on matters or that I think we should try to compromise civil rights issues with actual Nazis. Nor do I think that I am intellectually and morally superior towards those who tend to lean harder towards the left or the right. Most other centrists I’ve met don’t seem to think like the stereotypes being thrown around recently, and I really don’t understand where they came from.

True Love’s Kiss is a Powerful Thing.

Request from @blackenedlips:Reader was cashier in Gold shop during curse and they became inseparable friends, despite his rep; during this, Gold confides in her, telling her about Belle and son. Thus, when curse broke and Rumple reunites with Belle, reader steps away and ignores her crush; he assumes it’s because he’s the dark one, but she didn’t actually care. When TL kiss didn’t work on Belle to get memory back, he realizes his feelings has changed – reader is his true love. He confronts her, which is where you come in?

Gold x Reader

Words: 2,643 (I am sooo sorry! I got carried away!)

Disclaimer: None of the GIFs used are mine so all credit goes to their creators <3

Gold had gone on his lunch break and given how picky he was with how he had his sandwich prepared at Granny’s diner it gave you the perfect amount of time to conceal yourself inside his shop properly. In all the time you had worked here you rarely went into the back of the shop, that was his domain, you much preferred it in the main area where you could speak to the customers that came in. You had made friends with many of the residents of Storybrooke but the owner of the shop you worked in, the man you were about to scare out of his wits, was the closest one you had made. It hadn’t been an expected friendship, not in the slightest, as you were two very different people but somehow you’d had a connection with the other from day one.

He didn’t have the best reputation but it never crossed your mind. You saw him differently….always had done.

As a mischievous smirk started to tug up on your lips you snuck into the back room, knowing that he wouldn’t expect for you to be in there, and hid yourself behind a rather odd-looking statue. You made a mental note to ask yourself what it was because right now it looked like something that would be the main focus of a horror film or something…..god you hoped he wouldn’t be too picky because the faster you got away from this thing the better. The way it made the hairs on your arms stand on end made you think that said horror movie was about to start playing out and you were the main protagonist in it.

The bell above the shop door sounded out, snapping you out of the rather anxious mindset you had started to head into.

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Just Hold On [L. Snart]

Request: “Oh oh Leonard and reader pleaseee! Reader gets badly injured and he’s scared he’s gonna lose them and refuses to leave the reader out of his sight (it doesn’t have to be a romantic relationship it can be more like a father-kid kind of thing it’s up to you) I honestly feel like I’m getting greedy cause it’s my second request”

Aw, guys don’t feel greedy! There’s no limit to how many times you can request! I wrote it to where it can go for both. Len loves the reader and the reader loves Len, but you get to chose if it’s romance or brother-sister, if that makes sense

Leonard was in a panic. Of course, he tried to keep his cool around Barry and the other frenemies, but in all honesty, he was about to have a stroke. 

Captain Cold makes a lot of enemies. He’s a bit lucky that he’s on the Flash’s good and bad side. 

You, Lisa, and Mick were relaxing at the small club he’d always bring you to when Barry walked in. Barry had come to talk to him about something Flash and Captain Cold related. However, Barry wasn’t the only one who knew Cold’s identity. 

A group of three men came barreling into the bar with guns, looking for Len. Barry, Len, and Mick had been quick to attack them. Lisa hid you before rushing to help. She hadn’t hidden you good enough. One of the men had somehow slipped through the group of…whatever they were…and found you hiding behind a table. 

You didn’t have powers and you didn’t have a weapon. You were normal. All you had was your fists. He’d grabbed you, and before anyone could react – even Barry – the man shot you through the abdomen. Mick set the man on fire as Barry ran and grabbed you before you hit the ground. 

“Don’t touch (her/him)!” Len shouted, by your side in an instant to put pressure on your wound that was gushing blood, staining your grey shirt. Len and Barry worked together to try and stop the bleeding. Len’s words became muffled and your vision went fuzzy, before you lost consciousness. 


“Snart, you should really get some rest.” 


“Go home and come back later. It’ll be better for you.” 


“Len, you should listen to them. Y/N will still be here when you wake up.”  


Team Flash didn’t necessarily like having three bad guys and one neutral staying in the Lab, but they couldn’t just throw out an injured person. You’d been unconscious for two days and Len had absolutely refused to leave your side, no matter what anyone said. 

Until finally, you woke up. You groaned, slowly opening your eyes. You quickly closed them due to the bright lights from the ceiling. “Y/N?” A familiar voice broke through the air. There were multiple footsteps and a pair of warm hands resting on your arms. 

“Y/N? Y/N, baby.” Len’s panicked voice spoke. “Leonard, give her some space,” Caitlin told him, “Y/N, can you open your eyes for me?” You struggled  but opened your eyes, blinking at the bright lights rapidly. “Her eyes are dilating normally.” She spoke. She ran a few more tests, before dubbing you healthy. 

“Stay off your feet for a few days,” she told you sternly, before turning to Len, “I trust you to do as I say for once. Don’t let her eat anything sharp, like chips, or large quantities of things. And don’t let her walk around for at least a day or two.” Len looked at you. “Len, come on,” you groaned, “I’m not immobile.” Len raised an eyebrow and and held your hand, “You are this week.”

You groaned. At least you had him to wait on you hand and foot. Plus, you knew Len would force Mick to help you out, too. You might be able to get use done to that.

How the boys react when Guardienne comes home hurt

A request from the lovely @babyblue-moonkid​! I hope you enjoy these headcanons!


  • Nevra is not a happy bunny.
  • What happened? Who did this? Where are they? Are they dead yet?
  • It doesn’t matter how severe the injury is, Nevra’s ready to crack some skulls.
  • If a person or animal hurt you, Nevra  will exact vengeance on them, no matter what the cost.
  • If not, he’s by your side throughout Eweleïn’s treatment, but he’s a little distant because he’s still angry but doesn’t want to take it out on you.
  • It’s not something he’ll admit but Nevra’s anger is borne from the fear of losing you, so he’ll need a lot of hugs and reassurances to calm down completely.
  • When he’s back to normal, he spoils you to make up for his previous behaviour and doesn’t leave your side for a good while afterwards.


  • Though he may seem irritated, Ezarel is super concerned.
  • He’s pretty calm if your injuries are mild or caused by things you couldn’t control, like the environment. Otherwise…
  • Hoo boy.
  • He’ll want so much to find and obliterate the person to hurt you but he knows you need him more than you need that asshole dead.
  • So he helps Eweleïn with your treatment, handing her medical equipment and keeps you calm while she fixes you up.
  • He never leaves your side while you’re being treated and only leaves the room when Eweleïn kicks him out.
  • He back the next day though, with a large amount of painkillers, books and affection.


  • It doesn’t matter who or what hurt you severely or mildly, Valkyon is super chill.
  • He’ll carry you to Eweleïn ‘s office and leave you there so he won’t get in her way.
  • Don’t get him wrong though.

  • He is concerned, it’s just as captain of the Obsidian guard, he’s been forced to get used to his men suffering from all sorts of injuries. 

  • He suffered a bunch in the beginning of his tenure and has since learnt to detach himself from the situation until he gets a final verdict.
  • If someone hurt you, the thought of going after them occurs to him once or twice (or a gazillion times) but he lets it go, deciding they isn’t worth it,.

  • When he finds out you’ll be fine, he’s ecstatic ad doesn’t leave your side for a long while.

  • He’s not one to be openly affectionate but he’s much bolder over the next few days, and constantly expresses his affection for you,