no regrets what can i say

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Voltron Head Canon: Alteans aren't ticklish, they don't even know what tickling is. The word comes out during a conversation and Keith "volunteers" Lance for a demonstration. Lance can't say no because it's obviously a challenge, but immediately regrets it because he has to keep it together while Coran is staring at him very closely asking questions about how it feels while Keith (that lil shit) is keeping a straight face and Lance wants to die because Keith knows what this is doing to him rip.


but omg literally. i am so abt this. lance having to pretend its Not That Bad bcuz the whole team is watching + allura and coran and CORAN BEING ALL SCIENTIFIC AND NOSY LIKE ‘his face is getting quite red, is that normal? lance, describe to me how it feels, this is very fascinating, humans have such intense physical reactions!’

and meanwhile keith lifts one of lance’s arms up and scratches at his ribs and lance is shAKINg and making these huffy noises cause he doesnt wanna laugh but then keith tickles under his arm and lance screeches and falls to the ground and keith just smirks and reaches down to Really tickle him and lance is just laughing so hard he cant breathe and coran is fuckin. taking notes lMAO

“i dont regret being with you at all”

“maybe not now but if-”

“if?! what are you saying?”

“im saying i want whats best for you. youre approaching a very exciting time in your life; youre gonna be meeting new people, youre going to be discovering yourself-”

“right! i can do all that and still be with you”

“if we stay together, you might grow to resent me. but if you will take this time for yourself, there will be no regrets. promise me at least youll think about it”

“yeah, i will”

  • <p> <b><p></b> <b><p></b> <b><p></b> <b>Christophe:</b> [in a room and can't find Victor] this calls for drastic measures<p/><b>Christophe:</b> [using his hands as a microphone] YUURI KATSUKI IS AN AWFUL SKATER AND SHOULD RETIRE ALREADY<p/><b>Victor:</b> [from across the room] what the FUCK DID YOU-<p/><b>Yurio:</b> [leaping out of nowhere] WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU JUST SAY ABOUT KATSUDON, HUH? HOW FUCKING DARE YOU, HE'S A GREAT SKATER AND IF HE FUCKING RETIRES I'LL MAKE HIM FUCKING REGRET IT FOR THE REST OF HIS FUCKING LIFE<p/><b>Christophe:</b> <p/><b>Victor:</b> <p/><b>Yurio:</b> <p/><b>Yurio:</b> I mean I hate him<p/></p><p/></p><p/></p><p/></p>

Honestly, the instrumental for the 7th sense still gives me a lil chill down my spine and here’s why;

1) it starts off with some really deep bass.
2) @0:25 you can hear the soft sounds of a clock ticking (remember jaehyun’s line that say “the clock laughs at me, it does not give a single error”)
3) @0:34 the creepy deep voice that says ‘take it slow’
4) @0:38 the sounds of metal hitting something? a ticking sound? idk what it is
6) @1:10 the gunshot…. (after they opened the door they shot the person??)
7) @1:13 idk what it is but it’s very soft and it sounds like a very silent scream
8) @1:17 more ticking then a ping.
9) @1:51 there’s a whistle
10) @2:11 there’s the scream again… there’s a scream yall its a scream then the knocking at the door then the door opening and im in tears
11) @2:30 the gunshot again but there’s a weird whistle with it? like those whistles you hear in Disney movies 
12) @2:37 theres a fucking whisper
13) @2:46 a yawn??
14) @3:01 the rattling of metal?

the overall feeling the deep bass and the constant ticking give you is just creepy wow

  • Victor: the check please.
  • Yuuri [takes out wallet]:
  • Victor [credit card ready]: let me do it, honey.
  • Yuuri: you always pay for our dates, let me take care of it this time.
  • Victor: just let me pay for the meal.
  • Yuuri: why is it always like that with you. Always telling me what to do and then-
  • Victor: I wouldnt have to tell you what to do if you only knew what you're doing.
  • Phichit [knocks down a door]: shut the fuck up before one of you says some shit you'll both regret.
  • Phichit [swipes his card and pay]:
  • Phichit [leaves]:
  • Yuuri: I'm sorry, i didn't mean to call you bossy.
  • Victor: the fault is mine, I'm always doing stuff for you.
  • Yuuri [turns around]: you do know we can see you.
  • Phichit [disguising as wallpaper while recording]: don't mind me, I'm a wall.
You know, it’s true what they say. That you don’t appreciate what you have until it’s gone. And now you’re gone and I’m lost and everything is just shades of black and white and grey. And I know it’s too late and you can’t hear me but I want to say it anyway. I need you to know that I loved you. Wholly, truly loved. I need you to know that I regret every time I prioritized something over you because nothing is more important than the time we had together. My regret is like a blanket smothering me every day and I’m too panicked to get out. I can’t escape this feeling and without you here I never will. I know all this now, I just wish I had known it then.
No Regrets (Part 2)

After what I can only describe as ridiculous amount of likes and comments I present you with Part 2. There’s more angst (you’re welcome) and a cheeky appearance from the Cap.

Summary: When the reader finally coughs up the courage to ask Bucky out it turns out he’s no that interested. Or is he?

Word count: 1.9k

Warnings: Angst.

Part 1

Originally posted by fandemoniumnet

You loved your job. It paid well, it was the right kind of challenging, you made an actual difference to the world and your co-workers were pretty cool. After all, how many people can say they work for the Avengers?

Granted, you were more of a ‘behind the scenes’ kind of person, you spend your days mostly in front of the computer screen, retrieving, decoding, and sifting through the intel gathered in the missions. You also provide maps, background checks on suspects, and encode all this data so it doesn’t fall into any wrong hands. So yup, you can say you’re one clever cookie.

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You Posting a Hot Picture on Social Media while They’re on Tour: BTS


*lips dry up as he gets a better look at your cleavage* he thirsty*


“What can I say? She is so going to regret it when I come back…”


“Yep. That’s my girl. You can watch but not touch.”

Rap Monster:

Will face-time you to announce the punishment he came up with, so that you could get ready.


Will tease you with exposing his body through a video-call.


“Did she just… Yes she did.”


“Why is she like this? How am I going to perform now?!”

Thank you, whoever requested for this. Thank you.


I love you in the most painful way possible. Forgetting my own existence is a common symptom, whatever it is I can do for you, I think I can live through it. I carve a piece of my hip out, decide that appendices are placeholders for partners and say, here, my body is yours. Purge memories we have tarnished, look at you like you’ve never done anything wrong, empty the part of the brain that holds my better judgment and say, here, my mind consumes you.

Don’t you know I know what I do is wrong? But I love against all reason, I love even when I’m bleeding and pretend I can patch myself up when you’re gone. They talk about me, the girl who lights herself on fire to breathe, inhales smoke like it’s good for her, runs on passion like it’ll last, loving as if she doesn’t know this kind of infatuation is unsustainable.

But I do. My only regret is that I can’t find anyone else who would do the same.
—  Dido Reincarnated 
Dark End of the Street Part 3

{Part 1} {Part 2} {Part 4}


~Cheating fic. Angst.

Word Count: 736

TBC ;)

     You woke to Saeran sitting at the edge of the bed staring at you. How long had he been there? You rubbed your eyes but didn’t bother looking at him. What could you say? You were worried if you opened your mouth you would say something you’d regret.

     “Why did you say that this morning,” he spoke flatly.

     You gripped your pillow but your eyes stayed towards the wall. Ignoring him was useless now, but you did it nonetheless. Had he inched closer? You inched back in response.

     “You can’t ignore me, ya know,” his voice was irritated.

     “Saeran, go away,” you sighed.

     “No. I won’t. Not until you tell me you love me,” he pressed on.

     He was so stubborn. Always so damn stubborn. Rarely would he let you win in anything. It was an argument for what movie you’d watch, what you would have for dinner. Very seldom would he give in or leave you be. Sometimes you felt as if you were trailing behind him picking up the breadcrumbs he dropped for you. And maybe he felt that way as well? Come to think of it, your relationship was nothing but tiny breadcrumbs dropped here and there. Small moments he grabbed when they were tossed his way.

     “You shouldn’t be in here,” you said coldly, turning away from him.
He laughed. It wasn’t the response you were expecting and you felt him closing in on you on the bed.

     “You’re an idiot if you think I’ll let you treat me this way. I won’t. I won’t let you pretend that we never happened. That I haven’t fucked you all over this apartment. That you haven’t cried on my shoulder, or stuck your stupid freezing cold feet under me when we’re on the couch, or fallen asleep on my chest. No. You don’t get to dismiss me like this. You’re mine. And now I want you to fucking admit what you already know.”

     He pulled your face up to look at him. His grip was firm but you were surprised to see him on the verge of tears. You placed your hand over his own and the pressure from his finger tips softened. You got that tight feeling in your chest and your eyes were beginning to water.

     “I can’t do this to Saeyoung…” you whispered.

     “Say it,” his face had hardened.

     “Please don’t do this…you both deserve better.”

     “Say it,” he urged through a shaking voice.

     You sighed. He was unrelenting as always. 

     “I love you, okay. Happy?” you admitted.

     It was true. You did love him. You wished you didn’t, but you did. It was Saeran you thought about before bed and Saeran you thought about when you woke up. You got excited when you saw him. Those small intimate moments between the two of you were all you looked forward to.

     Saeran leaned in and kissed you. It was deep but soft, which was rare for him. He took his time tasting you and massaging your tongue with his own. When he pulled away you saw a tear. You’d never really seen him cry before. But he was smiling. Happy tears?

     “You’re really annoying, you know that?” he wiped his face and groaned in annoyance, “but I wanna spend every stupidly annoying minute with you fighting over dumb shit,” he stood up.

     Where would you go from here? You sat up in the bed with a blank face, waiting for him to say something. Anything.

     “One day, I’ll forgive you for putting his feelings above my own like you did this morning. I’ll think of a way you can make it up to me.”

     “I’m so sorry, I-“

     “I’m going to tell him.”


     He placed his hands in his pockets and headed for the door.

     “No, it’s…it’s better coming from me. Trust me…” he doubled back to glance around the room, “get what you can of your things and move ‘em to my room. I…I’ll get us a place of our own as soon as I can. Just you and me. Okay? Don’t worry and let me take care of it.”

     You nodded and he couldn’t help but smile. As he left you thought his steps seemed a little lighter. Yet, you still felt this thick cloud of guilt looming over you as you sat on the bed.

     “Well, I guess this is happening,” you spoke out loud to no one.

Light Bulb - Part 2

Pairing: Jensen x Reader

Word Count: 1,586

Summary: Jensen realizes his crush on the reader is not going away.

-Jensen and Danneel are married in this fic but they don’t have any kids.

Part 1

“Wait!” Jared shouts catching up to Jensen and moving in front of him.

“You’re drunk, man. This isn’t a good idea.”

Jensen rolls his eyes and pushes past him.

Jared sighs and walks close behind, hoping he’ll be able to keep his friend out of trouble.

Jensen is speed walking towards you but suddenly turns and heads toward the  bar.

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Words cannot describe this moment. We knew what we were capable of and we brought it all together at the right moment. At this point, we had no idea we won the NCAA title. Yet tears of joy were streaming down teammates’ and coach’s face because we knew everyone put it all out there and had no regrets. To be honest, most of us never believed we could win the NCAA title, but we also never set a limit on ourselves. All I can say is this team is full of the most resilient beasts I’ve ever met. Watching our three All-Americans put the pieces together, and watching two seniors surprise themselves by having the race of their lives to cap off our final points was absolutely incredible. There is absolutely no better end to the season than the one we just experienced. I am so proud of this team.

More starter sentences.

This time with a more formal language style.

  • “You do not own me. I am not your property.”
  • “How do I know you have not lied to me?”
  • “You will always regret your inactions the most.”
  • “The choice to do nothing is still a choice.”
  • “I cannot take your pain away, but I can help ease it.”
  • “Tell me what you need from me. I’ll give you anything.”
  • “War is Hell, and it never ends.”
  • “Soldiers don’t want to kill anyone, but they have to.”
  • “You love someone else, don’t you?”
  • “I never thought we’d ever have to say goodbye to one another.”
  • “Of all the people in my life, I loved you most.”
  • “Is it really acceptable to torture, maim or kill in the name of the greater good? Or does that make us like our enemies?”
  • “I do not fear death. I made my peace with mortality a long time ago.”
  • “You do not fear death. You would welcome it. I see it in your eyes, when you think no-one is looking. You’re waiting for it to catch up with you.”
  • “There are no (men/women/people) like me.”
  • “Tell me something interesting.”

                    Jacksepticeye Sentence Starters!
                                           (Some NSFW)

Typical conversation starters:

  •  "Don’t trust anyone, because everybody is a douchebag.“
  • “That shit is so deep, Adele could roll in it.”
  • “That’s not even a word, I’m making up words now, just to describe
  • how terrible my life is!”
  • “I have no idea what I’m doing…”
  • “Mama’s pissed right now…”
  • "I wish I could crush my neighbors with a wall…”  
  • “I don’t know why, but why the fuck not?”
  • “Look at the shadow…that is terrifying.”
  • “Don’t say things you’ll regret…don’t say things people can make fun of you over.”
  • “Oh, that is kinda clever…also kinda annoying.” 
  • "I demand wine. Wine!”
  • “Shh, no tears, only dreams now.”
  • “Something’s up, I can tell.”
  • “I’m complementing you, not trying to get into your pants…”
  • “ I’ve been eating pretzels, they’re so good. Have you ever just opened a bag of salty pretzels and you can’t stop eating them? They’re sooooo good. I want to make love to them…you heard nothing!”



  • “I actually don’t like seeing you that happy, could you be a little sadder, please?”
  • “I can barley hear you over the sound of how dead you are!”
  • “Could you just stop for five fucking minutes?” 
  • “All I did was kiss your wife…”
  • “You son of a dick!’
  • "Go fuck yourself!”
  • “Go stick your head in a dick!”
  • “Die, you mother fucker!”
  • “That’s bull to the shit!“
  • "I don’t like five, five can go to hell.”
  • “Shut up, I’m talking!”
  • “Hey! Wake up so I can kill you!”
  • “Oh yeah, that’s great….I’m so happy you’re talking to me…”
  • “Here take the phone, it’s your physiatrist, he says you’re an annoying asshole.”



  •  "Rome wasn’t built in a day…and neither were babies.“ 
  • “Do you mind if I fab?”
  • “They’re doing the hover hug.”
    “___, you lookin’ good!”
  • “You guys need a sex swing.”
  • “I’ll finger you, see what happens…”
  • “Did you get that sweet goat ass?”
  • “That’s a boy…stop humping the ground.”
  • “Is this an erotic statue of two men mud wrestling?”
  • “Should I slap the girl on the ass when she comes out?”
  • “Why don’t you take me out to dinner first, before you decide to fuck me?!”



  • “I’m getting smacked with my own snake!”
  • “Look at these plus one biceps!”
  • “I’m a pretty little flower!”   
    “Oh, Jesus Christ, I do have the force!”
  • “That shouldn’t have worked, but it did.”
  • "I like it, how you can see through all the windows." 
  • "I came here for the same reason people go to the zoo.”
  • “That is a nice cauldron, a very fucking nice cauldron…”
  • “So…how you creepy bastards doin’?”
  • “This is not gonna be my first time in the bathroom with a goat in my lifetime, and last time was just as fucking magical." 
  • "You guys are yelling and I want ice cream!”
  • “Um…hello? Yeah, I’m here with two crazy people. Please get me out of here!”
let’s compare the jungkook back then vs jungkook now

back then…

boy you’ll regret those kisses later on

jimin was the only one trying…poor bb

and now…

that’s quite an intense stare jungkook


getting a taste of his own medicine 

what can I say?

I don’t see the necessity to hold onto jimin here

looks like he won’t let anyone take jimin away from him now

so what happened?? this boy be rejecting jimin all those years and now he’s all over him. finally stop playing hard to get?


All I care about is being understood. All I want to do is convey myself. When I feel like I haven’t, it drives me crazy. If I feel like I haven’t done a good job – or if I’ve projected a weird, tainted version of myself because I feel insecure – I walk away from those situations being really regretful. So as I’ve gotten older I think, “You’re not going to be happy unless you breathe through this and stay completely yourself.” At the end of the day, you can own that; but what you don’t want to own is saying things you don’t mean and trying to be something you’re not.

The Dangers of Toxic Masculinity

I agree with the posts that are disturbed about the physical violence in the morgue scene. I was too. I found it profoundly disturbing, and so difficult to watch.

The more I think about it the more I think that it is an embodiment of toxic masculinity. John thinks that the only way to deal with his overwhelming emotions is to resort to violence. Afterwards he regrets this, we can see the way he tells Lestrade about it. He says he hit Sherlock hard, and there is guilt in his voice. But Lestrade insists that what John did saved Culverton’s life, and in a sense he is painted as a hero for his violence.

John’s violence is the opposite of open, clear and healthy communication. John has tried to repress these emotional impulses several times throughout the series, and they have often transformed into physical violence (i.e. when Sherlock returns in TEH and John tackles him in the restaurant, and then later punches him in the nose).

This seems significant to me because John is actively trying to repress an emotional and vulnerable part of himself. A more traditionally feminine part of himself, and the morgue scene is him repressing this the most. Hence it is the most physically violent. It is interesting that John struggles between a hyper masculine self, and a feminine self. This reading is emphasized further by the choice to have Mary embody the part of him that wants to communicate with Sherlock, to be open, to accept and give love. This is the self that John wants to be. He is tired of the world being explained to him by a man. He searches for a female therapist, and for solace in his feminine self.

John’s emotional release at the end of the episode shows us that he has begun to reconcile with his destructive masculinity. In this sense, the extreme violence towards Sherlock earlier in the episode is almost necesary for John to experience. It helps him realize that this anger, this hyper masculinity is not fulfilling. That hiding his emotions will not make him happier, or his life easier. This violence was a mask that he got used to wearing. By leaving behind these principles of hegemonic masculinity, John is queered for us. Him crying and being caressed by sherlock shows us that John’s greatest strength (and Sherlock’s) lies in his capacity to love. Love completes you as a human being, and until this moment of vulnerability John had no sort of completeness. Or even a chance to find completeness. This is the beginning of a journey towards completeness that he us only beginning to take.

Does this erase that the violence was horrific? No. I sincerely wish Sherlock wasnt hurt at the hands of John. I hope this scene was tampered with by memory altering drugs. I really do. But in terms of narrative and John’s arc, i do think it was poweful to see how extremely destructive, horrifying, and unfulfilling it was for him to give into hypermasculinity. Sherlock also does this in his own right, as he has given in to being purely intellectual. But seeing them go to these dark places only makes the emotional and physical intimacy at the end of the episode that much more impactful.

It is so necessary for Sherlock and John to be soft with eachother, and with themselves.

My roommates are out right now

Genre: smut, college au
Pairing: Jimin x reader
Word count: 1895

Originally posted by aestheticvbts

“You should try the Tteokbokki” you heard from your right as you were looking at the menu that was hung on the wall behind the counter. “What?” you said in a surprised tone as you looked besides you to find an orange haired, slightly muscular guy staring at you. He pointed at the menu before repeating “The Tteokbokki. It’s really good. Do you like spicy food?” he reached behind him to pull the zipper of his black backpack and take his wallet out.

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I’m sorry, I adore Victor, but to me he was being cruel to Yuri. No wonder Yuri says he wants to end things (coaching) after the event. To him, he feels as if he’s holding Victor back, that he is not good enough. I can’t help thinking that Victor looks like he regrets not helping Yurio instead, at least that’s what it looks like in this episode and Yuri saw it too. Broke my heart.