not when i already like someone else too

Anything, Everything (1/2)

Summary: If she could be anything she ever wanted, it would be the one he loved. [Request] Part 1 of 2.

Word Count: 849

A/N: To the anon, I’m sorry it took me literally 4 weeks (yikes). 


Everyone says that we fall in love with people we can’t have. She knew she’s already lost him and it’s selfish, really. Because watching her best friend fall in love with someone else wasn’t exactly easy and Y/N struggled.

It’s been nearly three months and she’s managed to get used to it. She hates how naive he was. It was frustrating, to say the least considering that Michele and Ned were actually able to figure it out themselves. He couldn’t take a hint but sometimes, his actions would say otherwise.

Y/N had to watch him adore her from afar. She was everything he ever wanted. To Peter, Liz always seemed to light up the room. But he was Y/N’s sun. He was her moon and her stars. God, she was merely anything to him anymore and it was horrible. 

Here she is right now, pouring herself a drink on one corner of the high school gym transformed with fancy lights and a stage at the other end of the venue.

“Why are you all alone on a night like this?”

She turns around wishing it was Peter by her side only to see Flash Thompson. Y/N manages to stop her eyes from rolling, sending him a tight lipped smile instead.

She takes another swig from the plastic cup before shrugging her shoulders. “It’s not really my thing.”

“Well if you don’t mind,” Flash says while inserting his hands in the pockets of his trousers. “I’d really like to dance with you.”

“Yeah.” Y/N couldn’t help but smile for the sake of distracting herself. “That would be nice.”

What she doesn’t notice is Peter staring from a distance. There’s sadness in his eyes, slowly feeling her slip through his fingers. Her hair flows past her shoulders in a loose braid with her dress perfectly hugging her body. She was art in its purest form.

He’d fallen in love with her a long time ago and it angered him because it took Y/N being held in someone else’s arms to realize it.

It’s stupid of her to use him as some sort of rebound, but she hasn’t seen Peter since he arrived with Liz so it must’ve helped at some point.

Of course, she spoke too soon. 

“Excuse me.” Interfering the pair, Peter sends Flash a look. “Can I talk to her for a minute?” He pulls her out of the crowd before giving him the chance to answer.

“Peter?” Dumbfounded, she lets go of his grip. “What’s going on?”

“What the hell, Y/N?” He hissed. “Out of everyone in the whole school, you take him?”

“It was just one dance, come on—”

Peter was fuming, balling his fists on his sides in an attempt to compose himself. ”And you agreed? I thought you were better than that.“

“I’m sorry? Why does it matter to you?” Her voice was rising by the minute, catching the attention of some students nearby.

“You can’t— Not him—”  

“Because it’s none of your business.” She grits her teeth, eyes flashing and muscles tensing as she held her purse in a tight grip.

“I love you, Y/N.”

This was all she ever wanted. This was all she ever wanted to hear but it was making her nauseous.

“Talk to me. Please.” He’s practically begging, hot on her heels. “He doesn’t deserve you.”

Y/N crosses her arms. “I’m going home.“

“Are you dating him now?” He spoke softly in disbelief, voice almost breaking as he throws his arms up in despair. His voice echoes in the dark corridor, she’s not sure if she heard him right, her mind is hazy and she stops walking before she can get through the door, scanning his disheveled figure.

“God, no! It’s you, Peter. It’s always been you!” She’s choking back her tears, hands quivering as she desperately tries to hold herself together. “I’ve loved you for so long. I wanted to move on and when I finally decide to do something about it, you start running after me.“

There’s silence between the two, a blank expression appearing on Peter’s face yet she could see right through him. He was confused. Lost.  

“Was it the attention? Did you love knowing that you could break my heart?” It’s unfair but anger was flowing right through her, unable to control the words coming out of her. His mouth dries up, heart rate suddenly increasing. “I didn’t know, I never wanted to—“

“You already have.”

It felt like the wind was knocked out of his lungs, he wasn’t aware of the pain he’s caused but it was too late. Peter was blinded for so long because everything he was looking for was standing in front of him.

Watching him love someone else.

“I’m sorry, Y/N.”

Footsteps started approaching and Liz’s voice echoes across the hall. “Hey, I’ve been looking everywhere for you.” She says with a smile across her face. Peter nods, muffling a soft apology.

And when he turns back his head, Y/N was already gone leaving nothing but an empty hallway.



i keep forgetting to share my theories about noora:

  • to me, in THE SECRET, she seems more guilty than sad when sana asks about dickhelm
  • the insistence of the girl squad to find noora a boyfriend and this season being about misunderstandings makes me feel that noora does not need a boyfriend
  • because she’s already dating someone and hiding them from the girl squad
  • but if the girls were to outright tell her they think she looks sad and are trying to cheer her up by finding her a bf then noora would confess
  • i think there was a weird emphasis in THE SECRET about her “coming back to norway” but that could just be me
  • i think noora lied about linn messaging her about eskild redecorating when she left the girls in that “getting hot in here” clip
  • she lied just after eva mentioned going back to her place so either it has something to do with avoiding eva’s place for some reason or it’s not related and noora had a rendezvous with whoever she’s dating (but we can see she is indeed holding her phone so she might have received a text…just not from linn)
  • she seems to keep refusing to let the girls in kollektivet
  • i think, in s3, we were meant to interpret noora talking about “taking a break” with dickhelm as her lying to herself and not accepting he dumped her when in fact she was telling the truth all along: she ended the relationship. but no one gives credit to noora. no one thinks she would ever break up with dickhelm, especially after s2
  • it’s still odd that she said “it will always be me and dickhelm” tho, if i’m right. but then that could just be that she wasn’t ready to tell the truth and it seemed easier at the time to pretend like they were still a romantic cliche
  • and i already said so but i don’t think she’s interested in yousef and i think she was trying to see if sana was. as her friend. she was playing matchmaker.
  • and that whole theory of noora already dating someone else, or at least having broken up with dickhelm, would go well with how the girls heard that dickhelm is dating someone in london and are shocked and think that he’s moved on too fast or is cheating on noora. so they see noora as the victim when she isn’t.

please don’t ever laugh at someone at the gym who’s lifting very little amounts of weight, or running only a little bit on the treadmill. don’t make fun of someone for putting a machine at the lowest weight or only bench pressing the bar (it’s already 45 lbs on its own). don’t laugh at the people who are just starting out or who physically can’t do too much weights or running or pull ups or squats or whatever. Everyone has to start somewhere

Popular | Chapter 1

Pairing: Bucky Barnes X Avenger!Reader

Prompt: Tony has made a bet to see who could end up with the most fans, out of the Avengers, by the end of the month. Bucky takes it just to piss Sam off and Reader really wants to prove that she isn’t the least popular. Bucky and Reader team up to be a fake couple in order to beat the other Avengers, agreeing to split the prize at the end. Will it all work out?

A/N: My first planned out series!  I hope you all like it because there are going to be a lot more parts. This will probably be the main plan for most of July and August. Feedback is always appreciated.

Warnings: None

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Originally posted by sexy-stan

Tony’s Game

On simmering hot summer days, people tend to get creative. Much of the most brilliant inventions created were made out of boredom. At least, you assumed that to be true. Searches on Google to prove the validity of that statement drew a blank, but you still stand by it. Today was one of the many many boiling July days that forced you to stay indoors all day long. Going out in hundred degrees weather was hard enough. Going out in Manhattan in hundred degrees weather? You’d rather watch Steve try to take dance lessons again.

“Remind me why I even bothered to come here instead of staying in my room again?” Sam asked. He and a few other fellow Avengers were sprawled out on the couch of the communal rec room. Namely Steve, Wanda, and Bucky.

“Tony said he had a special surprise for us,” you shrugged. You were already sprawled out on another couch, taking up the entirety of it. You had been watching TV while snacking on chips since there was nothing better to do.

Nat walked in right as the commercial break came on. “I see I wasn’t the only one to get Tony’s message.” Clint followed right behind, still in uniform from his latest mission.

“What do you think he’s got planned?” Wanda wonders.

“Hopefully not another deadly world-dominating robot,” Sam snickered. Steve elbowed him, a stern fatherly look on his face. Bucky laughed as Sam recoiled from the hit. “What’s so funny?”

“Clearly not you,” Bucky replied. Sam feigned offense and punched the soldier on the arm, only to hear the sound of metal.


Bucky only laughed harder and smirked. “Wrong arm, birdbrain.”

“I thought that was Clint’s nickname,” Nat observed.

Clint’s voice could be heard as he rummaged through the fridge for food. “Hey, don’t drag me back into another one of their squabbles.”

Steve opened his mouth to interject, but another voice interrupted. “That’s enough!” He blinked twice before closing his mouth and leaning back on the seat. “Couldn’t have said it better myself, Tony.”

The coordinator of the meeting waltzed in like he always did when he had an invention to reveal. Vision trailed after, conveniently taking a seat next to Wanda. You thought it was funny how Wanda could seem to read everyone’s mind except her own.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Wanda said out loud. You must have been thinking aloud again. She looked at you, eyes narrowing. All you could do was shrug and look expectantly towards Tony.

“Are you children done yet?” Tony crossed his arms.

“Just get to the point, Stark.” Nat tapped her foot impatiently.

“And hurry! House Hunters just came back on,” you inform everyone.

Sam rolled his eyes. “I swear only you and Tony would enjoy watching home renovation and real estate television.”

“I have an announcement if you haven’t forgotten!” Tony interjected for the umpteenth time. “And don’t worry, Y/N. You know I have it all taped ahead of time. Anyway, I am here to reveal…this!” He held up a small metallic box about the size of an iPhone. The A single, shiny golden button was the only thing on it. As soon as it was pushed, a robotic voice sounded through the room.

“Calculating statistics of Avengers…Captain America…Iron Man…The Hulk…”

Everyone looked at each other, then at Tony. “What is this?” Steve sounded quite concerned.

“Hush, Cap. You’ll see soon enough,” Tony shushed. The voice continued to rattle off names as the TV was replaced with a white screen, a circular loading icon in the center spinning and spinning.

“Calculations, complete.”

The screen faded into one filled with a ranking list, a few photographs, and a lot of numbers. The room was silent as everyone scanned the list, not leaving out a single detail. It was bizarre, even a little extraordinary. There for all to see was an “Avengers By Popularity” ranking list of you and your fellow teammates.

  1. Captain America (Steve Rogers) 
  2. Iron Man (Tony Stark)
  3. Hawkeye (Clint Barton)
  4. Black Widow (Natasha Romanoff)
  5. Falcon (Sam Wilson)
  6. Thor (Thor Odinson)
  7. Scarlet Witch (Wanda Maximoff)
  8. Vision (Vision)
  9. H/N (Y/N L/N)
  10. James Barnes (Bucky)

“I decided to take some liberties and exclude any of the Avengers who are otherwise too busy for this activity or not available,” Tony shrugged.

Steve looked around, surveying everyone’s faces. “Tony, explain the meaning of this. I don’t see why this invention was necessary and is doing more harm than good at this rate.”

“Aha, that’s part two. I’m announcing a competition!” Tony beamed. “You see, each one of you has come to me within the past month just asking for some. ‘Tony, I want a new computer’, ‘I want this I want that’ well I’m going to give it to you in a sense.”

“That makes no sense whatsoever,” Sam frowned.

“Let me rephrase, I’ll give you all an opportunity! This list is calculated based on all the stuff that makes people popular. I’m talking photo ops, advertising gigs, social media followers, you name it and it is counted. I’m proposing a competition to get rid of all this boredom nonsense and to finally get some of you off my back. Let the timer begin!”

He pushed the button again, and it revealed a countdown clock. Thirty days, twenty-three hours, fifty-nine minutes and counting.

“Whoever ends up being the most popular by the end of the month gets whatever they originally asked me for. If by some rare chance you didn’t ask for anything, I’ll give you anything you want within reason. And if I win, which I probably will, then it’s just less work for me. How does that sound?”

The room immediately burst into questions.

“Why did you do this?”

“Do I finally get a private jet?”

“I bet I could beat Tony.”

“Wait, so we can get anything?”

All the clamor died down as Steve approached Tony. His chest was puffed out like it usually was when he was going to confront someone. “Tony. Explain yourself. Now.”

“Listen, I think it’ll be a great learning experience for everyone and be a lot of fun. You always talk about improving ourselves and motivation. Think about it. We’ll be able to get out there and just be present! Help others and all that nice stuff that you always like. Doesn’t that sound nice?” Tony pointed out.

You could’ve heard a pin drop in that room. All eyes were on Steve. You knew if he was on board, then everyone else would be too. You could already see the excitement in their eyes. Nat and Clint probably already had their own competition going on with the way they were communicating with just facial expressions. You weren’t so sure about the whole thing yourself. You were pretty much tied last, only since Bucky was the actual last. But…the idea of getting what you wanted did sound awfully appealing.

“Only if every single person is one hundred percent okay with this.” Steve looked around the room, eyes stopping on Bucky. He looked conflicted, switching from staring at his score to Steve.

“I’m okay with it,” Bucky answered. Steve’s eyes widened. Clint almost choked on the water he was drinking. “If…”

“We’re adding in 'ifs’ now?” Sam muttered. Bucky narrowed his eyes at him.

“If I beat him, Sam will wear a 'loser’ shirt and not bother me for two weeks,” Bucky finished. Sam burst out into laughter, but Bucky didn’t seem deterred. “Do we have a deal or what?”

Sam wiped a tear from his eye. “Oh, you got a deal alright. Good luck catching up, Barnes.”

“Well if he’s agreed to it I think I am too,” Nat cuts in. Clint nods in agreement. Steve surveys the room, making sure everyone was comfortable with the contest. That only left you.

“Well, Y/N?” Steve looks to you. “You in?”

You look around. Everyone is just waiting for your answer. You glance at the screen again. Big letters shouting out at you. Number nine. Second to last. If you do this, you can’t go down. You need to improve. You need to get out more. You’re going to get that prize. “I’m in.”

Tony clapped his hands. “It’s settled then! You should all probably start booking your schedules instead of waiting for second-rate missions. We just wasted the last ten minutes or so squabbling.”

In an instant, the dead room was alive with scurries and chatter. Nat and Clint raced out as fast as possible, shouting to each other about all the popularity-inducing activities they were going to do. Tony exited like he entered, with grandeur and a knowing smirk. Wanda and Vision were still talking quietly, probably to do some planning and flirting like they always did.

Sam gave Bucky one last look and got up laughing. “Good luck.” He gave him a fake salute. “You’ll need it!”

You could hear Bucky growl. The TV screen flashed back to House Hunters. The couple finally decided on a nice beachfront condo. It looked amazing. You wished your room could look as nice as their master bedroom.

“So,” Bucky spoke first, a surprise to you both. “What do you have planned?”

“Trying to steal my ideas, Barnes?” You tease. Bucky sighed, rubbing neck.

“We’re not getting anywhere, are we?” Bucky frowned. You tilted your head in confusion.

“What do you mean?” Sure you weren’t the first person that comes to mind when people think of the Avengers, but you could improve…somehow.

“Listen, Y/N. We’re both pretty much dead last, and there’s no way we can beat anyone else working alone. I mean, you don’t have a plan. I know because you didn’t run out to hatch schemes like everyone else did. The only way we can win is if we work together,” Bucky proposes.

“Hey, I can be plenty charismatic and attention-grabbing on my own,” you argue. Bucky raised a brow.

“You spent the last week watching HGTV.”

“The houses just look so nice!” You slump into the couch. “Alright fine, we can work together to climb the ranks, but how? I mean, Steve is already America’s favorite golden boy. Tony has infinite riches. Nat and Clint will come up with something to try and beat each other out. Even Wanda and Vision have attracted a huge shipping following online!” You toss your hands up in the air. “How can we compete with shipping?”

Bucky rubbed his chin, thinking hard. He finally snapped his fingers. “That’s it!”

“What is?”

“Date me!” He said it like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

“Listen Bucky, I think you’re really hot but-”

“No, I mean like we should pretend to be a couple. You said shipping was the thing that gets the fans, right? Well, if we just become a better couple than everyone else, I’m sure people will flock to us!” Bucky explains. “Wait, you think I’m attractive?”

“That’s beside the point,” you wave his comment off. “You really think we can pull this off? Vision and Wanda are adorable!”

“But they’re not dating yet. We can beat them to it and become like a power-couple! Like the ones on TV,” Bucky pleads.

You laugh and shake your head. “You and Steve have been watching way too much reality television. Is this what Stark told you to research this time?”

Bucky looked a bit embarrassed. “Well, are you in or what? Come on, I know you’ve been asking Tony for room upgrades.”

You bite your lip and think hard. You do really like the idea of getting a sweet new suite. Plus, this was the first time Bucky has actually tried reaching out to you. You’ve tried making progress, but he’s always been so reserved up until recently. This could be the strange start of a beautiful friendship.

“I’m in, Barnes. Steve did always say you were a ladies man,” you chuckle.

“Great!” He beams. Just seeing him this excited made you a lot more motivated to win. “Because I already have a few ideas for our first date…”

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after you let the boys know that you were coming over, you threw on your windbreaker and a pair of old sneakers and started the short walk to the their dorm.

you thought that recommending a song to bam wouldn’t cause any problems but you were wrong. he was going to blast the catchy song through his speakers everyday until he got tired of it. that would take about a month, sadly.

well, it wasn’t really going to affect you since you didn’t live at the dorm with them but you could just feel the pain that the other’s ears were going to go through in the future.

when you got to the door, you knocked about two times until jackson swung it open, almost getting hit in the face with the third knock that meant to hit the door.

“we’re kinda mad at you..” he said while letting you in.

“why? i didn’t do anything wrong!” you scrunched up your face and walked passed him to find the other members. “where’s everyone?”

“dying upstairs. you don’t hear it?” jackson sighed.

you ran upstairs, straight to bambam’s room. you could now clearly hear the lyrics to the song because it was so loud.

bambam was in his room, dabbing with two bottles of water in his hands..making stink faces.. and jumping around. he fell in love with the song before he even listened to it because you recommended it. you were always the one to find gems and send to him.

you began knocking on the door, with jackson literally breathing on your neck. “bam open the door! it’s y/n!” you paused and pushed your shoulder back so that jackson could move. “move jackson!”

“fine. damn. im just trying to be affectionate.” he pouted.

“you’re like my bestie fuck off weirdo.” you kissed his cheek and flashed him a fake smile before shooing him and his shy smile off.

“y/n!” the big baby came running towards you.

“yugy yummy!” you hugged him and went to knock on the door again. “kunpimook bhuwakul open this damn door before i go off!” you literally screamed making yugyeom jump.

a few seconds later, a tired and sweaty bambam opened the door with one hand on his hip and the other on the knob. “y/n..” he breathed out.

“don’t y/n me.” you brushed pass him and into the room. “yugyeom can you close the door? me and this guy need to talk.”

yugyeom nodded and did as he was asked. but little did you know, he got the other members and they all gathered up at the door to ease drop.

“so, kunpimook bhuwakul..-”

“hey call me bam!” he turned his nose up at you.

“like i was saying before i was rudely interrupted….kunpimook bhuwakul, you can’t play this song that loud. or too much. you’re gonna kill the boys. use earbuds.” you rubbed your hand over his back in a circular motion.

“we’re already dead!” youngjae accidentally yelled, quickly getting scolded by jaebum and jinyoung.

“for one, you’re petty y/n and for two…fine i guess you’re right. i just like getting lit and dabbing. you know this.” he replied.

“you can still do that dumbass!” bambam couldn’t hold his seriousness with you so, he started to laugh…which made you laugh but it came to a stop when someone else laughed.

someone was in the room with you two.

“who the hell is that?!” you jumped and crawled behind bam.

“uhh i-”

“ayy ayy ayy i drip on your bitch like water! i splash on your bitch with the water! i feel like im 21 savage! i pull up a-”

“mark you better fucking not!” you got up after realizing that it was mark hiding in the closet.

he came out and started dabbing which made bambam dab. the members heard the commotion and came in and started dabbing too which only made you dab. bambam sneakily turned on the song and…

the rest was history.

Ashes Pt. 2 [M]

Genre: Angst, Smut, Vampire AU, horror

Pairing: None, yet ;-) 

Length: 5.8k

Warnings: Violence, mentions of drug use

Originally posted by lethargicmin

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Final

Suho came rushing towards you. “Y/N, you’re here. It’s really you!”

You took a step back. “Don’t come near me” you warned.

You watched as the hurt spread across his face, “Why didn’t you contact me? Why did you make me think you were dead? The police even brought me in for questioning! They thought that I had killed you, Y/N!”

You didn’t know what to say. The anger was building up inside of you. You wanted to scream at him. To tell him he’s the reason that you’re dead. That you’re doomed to a life of eternal hell because you were waiting for him. Only to find out that he was with someone else. But you couldn’t. You knew that the moment you opened your mouth you wouldn’t be able to control what would happen next.

“I’m sorry” was all you could say. You stared at the ground in front of you. Counting to 10. Hoping the anger would subside.

He wasn’t happy, “I’m sorry? That’s all you’re going to say? You faked your own death and I almost got charged with murder. And all you’re going to say is I’m sorry?”

You looked up at him, “What else can I say, Suho? I don’t have a time machine. I can’t take any of it back. It happened. And I’m sorry”

You didn’t stop him this time as he moved towards you. He pressed his forehead against yours. The touch was hot. Too hot. “I just can’t believe you’re really here” he murmured, “We need to tell your parents. They’re going to kill you for doing this to them”

Except I’m already dead.

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279 prompts cause I'm waiting and waiting and waiting

1. Someday I’m going to get this right.
2. Maybe I don’t need to understand
3. I’m holding on tightly
4. You’re a mystery.
5. Wait until the lights are low.
6. I did it thanklessly.
7. I got a strange feeling about this.
8. You’re running away?
9. Don’t stop if you’re enjoying yourself.
10. I think about it every day and every night.
11. I can’t say ‘no’.
12. Well I didn’t think you’d take it this far.
13. You won’t be the same.
14. Come closer, I have to tell you something.
15. I hated the nights in the van when we drove through the night.
16. That’s a hundred miles an hour.
17. Even though it’s not always good.
18. You’re more than just a great face.
19. Let your hair down.
20. We can be ourselves now.
21. Go ahead, be foolish.
22. It’s your fault that I screen my phone calls.
23. I’m not home anyway.
24. Tell me when.
25. You’re talking to a lady.
26. You’re not exactly what I had in mind either.
27. How can you ignore it?
28. This conversation is pointless.
29. Trust me, you were heard.
30. I can hear crying through the door.
31. I never took anyone’s side.
32. I’ll keep my mouth shut.
33. She can’t keep you from stumbling.
34. I’m in misery.
35. Your chest is so cold right now.
36. I will cover you until we’re gone.
37. We are the same!
38. You could make it easy on me.
39. The wait is so long.
40. Thanks for the souvenir
41. Of course, he fucked everything up.
42. I did what you couldn’t
43. This is wrong?
44. I have some hope left.
45. Anything you ever did was strictly what you were told to.
46. I know what I need!
47. Tell on me
48. It’s now or never.
49. Leave a trace of yourself, come on.
50. Let me take the lead.
51. You think I’ll apologize for what I did.
52. I’ll admit that I fucked up.
53. There’s some grey here.
54. You better believe I’ll move on.
55. Tell it like it was, come on.
56. You know what to do if you’re lonely
57. I’m suffocating
58. It’s been a long time coming.
59. What are you trying to do to us?
60. What about Sunday? You swore you’d make it work.
61. I wish you would change your mind.
62. It would just take a minute.
63. I’ll be awake anyway.
64. He said you were nice.
65. Unless you’re going to be cool…
66. Find me tonight. I’ll still be in the city.
67. What made you think twice?
68. Secretly, you’re a good one, aren’t you?
69. You broke a couple glasses.
70. You called me about six different awful names.
71. You posted it.
72. I’ve been so worried about you lately.
73. You think you’re good enough, huh?
74. It’s good enough for now.
75. You don’t look like the person I trusted.
76. You can’t find love when you’re this smashed.
77. That’s not what you said yesterday!
78. I’ll feel better when we get to the club.
79. Nothing your hands on my body can’t fix.
80. I know you need a body to keep you warm.
81. We will have a good time
82. You’re acting pathetic.
83. You’re the only reason I came.
84. I thought you were going to help me.
85. I’m not giving you shit.
86. It’s 4 in the morning.
87. Of course, it hurts.
88. You got to give me more than that.
89. Why did I even wait up?
90. I don’t want to lose another fight.
91. Let it sink in.
92. How can you sleep?
93. It’s all over me.
94. I handed over the keys.
95. I can’t stop crying now.
96. If we’re going to do it, I want to do it right.
97. I don’t feel very safe.
98. Remember when you said you would change?
99. You don’t play fair.
100. That hair is not mine.
101. You and I didn’t exist ever.
102. What were you hoping for?
103. Why did you play games?
104. Don’t speak for me ever again.
105. I’m not something to be conquered.
106. You know just what to say.
107. Just couldn’t resist.
108. We have way too much in common.
109. I have a shopping problem.
110. Do you think about me when you get off?
111. This feels hopeless now.
112. I’ve got time for you. Always.
113. Were you crying?
114. You’re confusing me!
115. Don’t waste my time.
116. It’s too late for this tonight.
117. I’m sure you feel very right.
118. I didn’t feel bad when we lied.
119. I heard you scream in the bathroom.
120. Wait around and see for yourself.
121. How high are you?
122. I never put you down.
123. No one needs that!
124. Did you forget to turn your heart on this morning?
125. It feels really tight.
126. Why are you still talking?
127. I can’t escape you!
128. This is the best I can do.
129. If you see me walking down the street, just walk by, okay?
130. I still cry about it.
131. Do you ever think about what we did?
132. You still turn me on.
133. My heart feels heavy.
134. I’ve had too much time these days.
135. Don’t call me baby.
136. Can you not see murder when it’s in front of you?
137. Stop showing up at my favourite places.
138. You don’t just want to talk.
139. Walk away.
140. You know all the reasons why already.
141. You didn’t know me then.
142. What’s the excuse?
143. She lost control.
144. Are you lonely?
145. What’s with the naked guys?
146. Don’t get carried away.
147. Stop screaming. We are in public.
148. I heard through a bunch of people.
149. Oh wow, you’re not kidding.
150. Vanilla, right?
151. You are actually going to go home with them?
152. This is not me being jealous, okay?
153. Oh, I love paying for things I can’t afford.
154. I’m not sitting here and wishing for you.
155. What’s on your phone that is so interesting?
156. I’m imagining what you could possibly find interesting about them.
157. You’re not that much of a mess.
158. I’ve seen you here before.
159. Good luck replacing me.
160. I wish I was smarter.
161. I’m not interested in you like this.
162. Can you handle that?
163. We’re never alone
164. You’re leaving with somebody else
165. You said I could come along.
166. I did not see this coming.
167. You sound like crazy people.
168. Your car reeks of weed.
169. Do you hear yourself right now?
170. I’m tired of putting things on hold.
171. This is the strangest thing you’ve asked for.
172. I don’t want to know why.
173. I’d rather be sad with you.
174. Wake me up next time.
175. It feels like fire.
176. How much more of this can you take?
177. It’s hard being away from you and not knowing.
178. I can’t believe this is happening
179. Don’t rage about this.
180. I hate that I need you.
181. How are you going to make things better?
182. Are we being spied on?
183. You know I’m human, right?
184. Hate is a part of life.
185. Baby, answer the question
186. I know that you’re sorry
187. I need you to pay attention.
188. Now you’re freaking out.
189. I didn’t know about this garbage when I agreed.
190. Give me a chance to remember
191. I defended you
192. I’m in my own world.
193. Write the note already.
194. Load your car up then.
195. I won’t say it.
196. Tequila turns you into someone else.
197. So you lied and cheated?
198. It’s seven am, you can’t be angry yet.
199. You got one shot left.
200. I’ve been thinking about what I used to do to you
201. All I need is a little bit.
202. You are drinking too much
203. Keep it to yourself
204. You think this is what 'okay’ looks like?
205. If you only knew.
206. Just wondered if you were asleep.
207. I don’t care how you feel.
208. It’s less dangerous this way
209. Keep it real.
210. I wish I could read your mind.
211. I’m not looking for a fantasy.
212. I’m so into you.
213. This is heaven.
214. It’s chaos in here.
215. Am I dreaming?
216. You’re my only friend
217. I know why you’re crying, but care to explain anyway?
218. Everyone knows what you think.
219. You can’t miss what wasn’t yours.
220. It was all a lie. I lied and kept lying.
221. You said 'yes’.
222. Wait a minute, bring that back.
223. I’m not worried about a thing.
224. You got this.
225. You’re smarter than you think you are.
226. He is so drunk on power.
227. This belongs to you. I want you to have it.
228. What do you believe in then?
229. This is betrayal. This feels like a slap in the face.
230. He was right there.
231. This is my life, don’t you forget that.
232. I paid him to do that.
233. What good could you do?
234. How much will you lose?
235. Are you committed to this?
236. She won’t listen to you.
237. Use both hands.
238. I didn’t get close on purpose.
239. You’re the worst nice girl I’ve known.
240. I’m not the nervous kind.
241. Shame on me for getting so close.
242. Fuck you and your family dinner.
243. I wish we never kissed.
244. Is it okay that we are so close?
245. You’ve been nothing but trouble since you arrived.
246. Good luck finding someone to be with you now.
247. Doesn’t matter what you tell them, I’m not coming.
248. I would have figured you out.
249. If it was my choice, we would still be together
250. Where have you been?
251. You want to be forgiven?
252. I’m scared I’ll die alone
253. I didn’t want to walk out.
254. Where were you then?
255. When I saw you, I freaked out.
256. Don’t run away from me.
257. I’d go anywhere you wanted to go.
258. I saw you from the corner of my eye.
259. You’re making my heart feel tight.
260. You don’t have to dress up.
261. I’m letting go tonight.
262. That better not end up on the Internet.
263. I’m trying to be patient.
264. This wasn’t what I dreamed for myself.
265. I don’t want to hear the great story you worked out
266. Call in sick.
267. I can wait til you get back.
268. This is about to go from bad to disastrous
269. I didn’t think I’d actually wind up liking you.
270. You knocked him out.
271. You’re not the boss of me.
272. You think you’re so slick, don’t you?
273. She is going to destroy you.
274. Can you walk and talk at the same time?
275. I’ll call you a cab. An uber.
276. You must not respect me at all.
277. The kitchen? Of all places?
278. Call that girl. I bet she would give you a ride.
279. If it makes you feel better, go ahead.

Okay. So I just wanted to throw my words out into the void because it’s really starting to get to me and seeing everyone else’s feelings have helped so I’m hoping I can help someone else too.

About a year and a half ago I was really struggling with identity and who I was as a person. I didn’t really have a direction and kinda just matched the personality of whoever I was with (update: it was terrible and made me feel like I wasn’t a real person and caused many emotional breakdowns and lots of junk). It was the holidays when all this came to a point (a time I already tend to struggle with because of broken family), I just failed out of school because of stress, and I was fired from my job because I was trying to balance school while working 60 hours a week and I finally just couldn’t keep going. All of this broke whatever routine I had and the scraps of charcter I had residing in that routine fell away. I just felt so lost and nebulous and the effect this had on the people I loved and cared about.. it ate me away.

I spent about two month being sad and empty and feeling like nothing and during that month I found comfort in media. I watched a lot of movies and YouTube videos and got into the Tumblr Illustrative community (not participating but just seeing everything and following people and stuff). I got better, reorganized my life and started working a job I’m still at and in love with, enrolled in school again for the summer semester and started the road of recovery from my low point.

Specifically, during that time where I was at my lowest, I got really into Nick Robinson’s content on polygon, which typically I sorta stayed away from. I binged almost all his videos he did, started playing video games specifically because he recommend them. I would stay up late and watch his streams he did. I know it’s stupid, but I felt like I was friends with the guy. Like I knew about him, and his life. Like if I had to tell someone a list of my best friends, he would be on it.

I have all these memories that I hold close to me that involve his content in it. I remember laying on my girlfriends bedroom floor and watching his stream he made with Griffin about hearthstone and loving that she was watching it with me. I remember my best friend josh and I laughing so hard we were crying at cool games inc when we road tripped down to his apartment. I remember staying up late in pajamas and sitting cross legged on my bed watching car boys and getting teary eyed at parts. At the finale, literally sobbing and writing like three different think pieces on it, because of how amazing it was that some goofy anime boy could of made such moving material.

And basically what it came down to, is that it felt like he helped me, personally, get over my feeling of blankness. And I know that’s stupid. I know that’s insane of me to attach these things. But it really did. I look at myself in the mirror and I see myself and I’m happy. I know who I am. I have a personality that’s defined, I have interests, and goals, and hobbies. And a lot of it is because of him. After a year and a half of filling a lot of my time with his stuff, showing people his content, he became a really important part of my life. I watched anime because of him, I felt safe just being able to be pc and nonproblematic and felt valid in doing so because of him and the whole SoftBoy™ image he put out. I listened to an entire genre of music I would of never touched if it wasn’t for him. I based what I wanted my career to be off him because I thought it was amazing he could inspire this kind of feeling in me and I wanted to give that to someone too. Fuck, even my haircut was based off his because I thought he was cool and I wanted to be cool too.

It just sucks so much because I looked up to him. Honestly, truly, I looked up to him so much. I saw him and thought “man I hope I can be like that one day.” And this whole time, he’s been using his influence to get woman to flirt with him and give him nudes, to meet up with him and do stuff, and then manipulate them into silence after doing things. NOT TO FUCKING MENTION all the while dating sailorbee, a sweet innocent flower who is absolutely wonderful. I’m just grossed out that this figure who I really looked up to, that I based so much of my personality on, that literally helped bring me to be the person I am today.. has been a scum bag and a cheat. Apparently, this whole time as well.

I know I’m probably being some OverlySensitiveMillennial™ who cares too much about random internet people but.. I don’t know my dudes. It just really sucks. I know I’m irrelevant in the universe but I just wanted to say to the victims of his harassment and the people tied closely to him that I’m so fucking sorry that he did this. I’m sorry that by being a fan of his I helped to create a fan base he used to scare people into silence. I hope you all are doing as okay as you can and I wish you all the best I can.

This all sucks but. I hope at least this can help make someone feel like they aren’t alone in their feeling of betrayal. If anyone wants to talk and vent, I’m here for ya

Moon aspects: ~Female~ friendships

(Use your own) natal placements:

Moon to Sun
Harmonious aspect: I need friends who positively supports who I am, but I also need friends who can take a joke. I like my friends to be confident, fun and jovial.
Disharmonious aspect: I need friends who reaffirm who I am. I like witty relationships but not at the expense of hurting each other. I don’t like having egotistical, dominating people who can’t take anything seriously as friends.

Moon to Mercury:
Harmonious aspect: I need friends who are witty, funny and can hold a conversation. I need friends where I can talk about any topic under the sun. I even enjoy a little debate now and then. People who aren’t interested in learning or discovering bore me.
Disharmonious aspect: I need friends I can talk to and laugh with, but I despise “intellectuals”. People who talk too much, and gossip or discuss trivial topics can also irritate me too. I’d rather keep the conversation on something relevant to the both of us.

Moon to Venus:
Harmonious aspect: I don’t want drama filled friendships, I just don’t see the point in being friends with someone if you don’t get along? It should be easygoing and relaxed. If I’m friends with someone I want us to both complement each other.
Disharmonious aspect: I prefer harmonious friendships like everyone else, but drama isn’t always bad and it’s better to have an “argument” than to sweep problems under the rug. I like having friends who all express their own beauty differently

Moon to Mars:
Harmonious aspect: I need assertive friends. Friends with strong willpower and courage. I like friends I can be honest and straightforward without accidentally hurting anyone’s feelings. I don’t like having cowards as friends. Confrontation can be a pleasant conversation, not always arguments.
Disharmonious aspect: I don’t like overly moody or temperamental friends. But I still despise those with absolutely no strength or courage, better to have a little than to have none, I’d rather drop them on the spot than to continue associating with them. I want friends who listen to me and my opinions.

Moon to Jupiter:
Harmonious aspects: I need jovial, optimistic friends. Friends who I know can keep the mood light and the humour continuous. I don’t see the point in a friendship if you don’t uplift each other?
Disharmonious aspects: I enjoy humour an fun in friendships but that shouldn’t override the need to discuss actual serious issues. I don’t like people who are too bubbly, or fake or can’t take anything seriously. I don’t want friends who would rather be preachy than actually helpful.

Moon to Saturn:
Harmonious aspect: I admire ambition, I want friends who have so much strength and discipline that it inspires me to become better myself. Discipline in friendships also accounts for smooth sailing and the lack of misunderstandings which is a bonus.
Disharmonious aspects: I admire ambition too but people who are overly ambitious just seem condescending. I don’t want to be in a friendship with people like that, they only put me down and lower my self esteem. They restrict me because they only care about their own goals. Friendships shouldn’t be so serious.

Moon to Uranus:
Harmonious aspects: I enjoy friends I can be open with, where I can be accepted for who I am. I don’t like people who are overly law abiding, they’re judgemental and don’t let anyone have any freedom. I like having friends from all walks of life.
Disharmonious aspects: I like having friends with unique and different personalities too, but in close friendships I’d rather be friends with people who are like me so we can actually form an intimate bond. I don’t like people who are too rebellious. You can have fun and respect rules at the same time.

Moon to Neptune:
Harmonious aspects: I need friends who will unlock my fantasy world. Friends where conversations about dreams and stories predominate. They’re just more fun that way. I enjoy having friends who are dreamy, arty, and open to the spiritual. We deal with the mundane too much already
Disharmonious aspects: I also enjoy storytelling and fantasy but letting things like that predominate a relationships is just impractical. People that are chaotic or have their heads in the clouds end up irritating me. I’m also not a fan of people who get drunk too often. None of that can create a good foundation for a good friendship.

Moon to Pluto:
Harmonious aspects: I want “ride or die” friendships. I need friends who I count on, who will do a lot for me - possibly even go to the end of the world with me. I need friendships with extreme trust, loyalty and privacy. Where discussions involve deeper and darker topics. It goes both ways of course. There’s no point in friendship if you aren’t going to be this close
Disharmonious aspects: I also want privacy and I want trust too, although trust can be hard for me so I usually have more light hearted friendships. I don’t like friendships that are too intense - where I’m being controlled or bossed around. I don’t want a friendships where it feels like I’ve signed a contract and have to do things I don’t want to. If that happens it’s not a real friendship anymore.

Moon to Ascendent:
Harmonious aspects: I need friends who have similar opinions and world views to me. I’m allowed to be discerning and I don’t see the point in forming a friendship with someone that already know I don’t have much in common with.
Disharmonious aspects: I prefer friends with similar opinions to me but it isn’t a must. In fact, it can be more fun when the opinions and views are so diverse

Moon to Midheaven:
Harmonious aspects: I love flaunting my friends because I believe friends should be good for our public image. After all, if they’re your friends they represent you too. I don’t like associating with people who make me look bad, because that’s not who I am so I don’t need anyone else thinking that.
Disharmonious aspects: My friends are usually pretty different from one another and we love spending time (publicly) together. But at the end of the day, friendships are something that are sacred and private. How people view us could be spot on or completely wrong with what we’re actually like, I couldn’t care less to be honest.

*conjunctions can be either disharmonious or harmonious (but are usually harmonious unless a malefic is involved). oppositions technically considered disharmonious but there is a tug of war with oppositions - the individual dislikes but needs friendships like the ones stated above. they can oscillate between craving and despising the type of relationship explained.

The Joker x Reader *Happy Birthday”

Mister J never wants to tell you how old he is but you don’t give up. Nobody is supposed to know nothing personal about the Joker. But damn it, you are not a nobody!!

You’ve been trying to get it out of him since like…forever.

You always try to guess and he would just mislead you:

“Puddin, are you… 37?”

”Close enough, doll,” he grins at you, satisfied to see you so worked up about it.


“Almost got it, Pumpkin.”


“It’s possible.”

“42?!” At this point your voice is high pitch and it amuses him to death. Why does he have to be such a jerk?

“Ahhhh, Kitten, you’re so close,” and he just leaves the bedroom, snickering. Your mouth is open, attempting to breathe in some air; you are so annoyed right now. No matter what number you tell him, J would never admit to it. You feel childish, but you really want to know, what’s the big deal?!

So you came up with a different strategy.

Every day you give him a birthday card, a cute cupcake with a lit up candle (that he refuses to blow) and no matter what he does, you just start singing Happy Birthday.

*Aha, there he is watching TV.*

“Happy Birthday to you…”

He cuts you off (like he usually does):

“NO!!!” he doesn’t look happy but you don’t care.

“If you want this to stop, Puddin, you just have to tell me how old you are,” you fake smile in a way that he would notice.

“Go away, Pumpkin!” he growls at you and you just lift your shoulders, plant the card on his knees, turn around, blow the candle and head towards the kitchen to eat the sweet present.

*Aha, he’s going over paperwork in his office.*

“Happy Birthday to you…”

“Seriously, Y/N ?!!! Shut up and put it to rest. I have 3 boxes full of birthday cards! You need to stop this nonsense,” the Joker points his finger at you, threatening.

You sigh and put the card on his desk but you don’t leave.

“I guess I’m going to eat this cupcake too and get fat,” you complain, taking a bite. You go sit on his lap. You expect him to push you away but he doesn’t.  You turn J’s chin towards you and then use your index finger to trace his cheekbone, staring at his face. His blue eyes avoid looking at yours.

“Hmmm, hardly any wrinkles, you can’t be that old. But you’re not in your 20’s, I know that… Are you pushing 50?” you giggle and immediately get up and run, knowing he’s going to try and slap your butt or something.

“Princess, go away!” You barely avoid the groping and the slapping.

*Aha, he’s taking a bath.*

“Happy birthday to…”

“Shut it down!!”

“OK,” you agree to comply, but you just get in the bathtub with your clothes on, the cupcake with the candle in one hand and the birthday card in the other. ”For you, Mister J,” you sweetly smile, letting go of the card right in front of him. “Here, blow this candle at least!”

“NO!! Stop pestering me, what’s wrong with you?!”

“BLOW…the…flipping…CANDLE!” you scream, splashing him.

“You asked for it!” the Joker is heading towards your side of the bathtub. Oh, shit, time to run.

*Aha, he’s on his laptop.*

“Happy birthday to you…”

“You must be kidding me; I’m seriously getting pissed! I mean it!”

“Well, me too, what the hell?! Tell me how old you are, you know I would die before telling someone else.”

“You don’t get to treat me like this, doll!” Mister J gets off the couch, scoffing. You wish you would have known he’s in a foul mood.

You think he’s joking but the insane look in his eyes lets you know that you probably pushed it too much. You’re instinctively starting to back out, suddenly worried while you watch him stump towards you.

There is so much rage in him when he grabs your wrists that you drop your card and the cupcake and you already know you’ll have bruises.

“What is wrong with you, hmm? Are you really trying to see how much you can push me? You want me to kill you ?”

“Let go, you’re hurting me…” you whimper in pain, feeling your bones will snap soon.

His eyes have darkened.

“Don’t play games with me, OK?” he hisses at you. ”I’m not the playful type, I told you to stop this so many times!”

You start crying, scared and defeated.

“Fine, fine, I’ll stop, just let me go, I can’t feel my hands anymore…please…”

Your sobbing makes him soften his hold and he finally lets you go.


It’s been a week since you’ve been avoiding him at all costs. You get out of the penthouse early and come back late. Sometimes he’s not even there.


It sounds crazy (and he knows crazy), but he misses you bugging him every day with your stupid birthday song, the card and the cupcake.


You’ve been sleeping in the spare bedroom with your door locked, afraid he might hurt you again.

He can’t fall sleep in the big bed all by himself, tossing and turning on pins and needles every single night. You looked so frightened and hurt when he almost broke your wrists. Shit, he can be such a dick sometimes, but he can’t help it. J finally gets up and decides to go to your door, trying to open it. It’s locked, but he has the spare key. You forgot you guys keep it in the office.

He opens the door slowly and snicks in. It’s not too dark in the room because you always have a night light on. The Joker sees you curled up in a ball, eyes closed, holding to your pillow really tight and ohhhh… his chest aches, strangely enough when he sees your wrists all bruised up, marked by his rage.

He takes a deep breath,using his hands to get his green hair out of his face and cuddles in bed by you, watching you sleep until he decides to pull you in his arms. You feel the movement and wake up with your head resting on his tattoos. You’re not sure what to do, is he in one of his moods again?

You lift your eyes to meet his and it surprises you there’s no anger in them. You gulp and hesitantly reach your left hand to caress his face, not knowing what to expect. J starts purring, shoving himself into you even more.

“39,” he mutters, kissing your forehead.

Your face lights up with the brightest smile he saw in a while.

“Happy birthday to you…”

“I wouldn’t push it, Princess,” he grins, but this time there is no animosity in his voice.

“So…January?” you ask as innocently as possible, hoping you’re on steady ground.

“Almost got it,” J softly laughs, kind of surprised you still have the balls.


“So close, Kitten.”


“It’s possible, Pumpkin.”

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Sun and Moon

Thanks to @bahare-uzuchiha for hosting SNS week and placing @dez-da-narusasu-addict and me together as writing partners. We had a lot of fun writing this! This is probably late for all the days, but SNS is always relevant. ;)

Summary: When Sasuke finds a mark on his chest, identical to the one Naruto has carried for years, he isn’t overjoyed by the fact that they are soulmates, he is terrified. Terrified that the marks are wrong and Naruto doesn’t want him, not like that.

Rating: T

Sun and Moon

Sasuke had always noticed it. It had been so innocent looking. Naruto’s soul mate mark took the shape of a sun whose rays were similar to flames, but at the center there was a  half-crescent shape, reminding Sasuke of a moon. The mark that was almost unnoticeable on his blond friend’s tan arm stood out starkly against Sasuke’s pale skin. The mark suddenly lost all its innocence in Sasuke’s mind.

Naruto’s mark had always existed, at least for as long as Sasuke had known the boy. Now, at nearly twenty, Sasuke’s own mark had decided to make an appearance on his chest, a little below his collarbone. In his bathroom mirror Sasuke continued to stare at the mark in amazement, reaching his hands up to touch it before quickly retreating as if the flames from the sun had burned him.

The irony was surreal. Sasuke had come to admire his best friend years ago and that had, no matter how reluctantly, slowly but surely developed into romantic feelings for his friend. Sixteen year old Sasuke had longed for something like this to happen. But those were childish fantasies that the years had driven out of his mind. The Sasuke of today was… well it was complicated. While a small amount of happiness had started to bubble at the sight of his mark and what it ultimately meant, it was quickly crushed and replaced with dread.

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anonymous asked:

We have a lot of headcnons about the boys taking care of Candy, in her period, when she is sick, and everything else, BUT, what if it was the other way around? Like, how would the boys feel/react to Candy taking care of them, when their sick, or having a really bad time? ~LOVE YOUR BLOG! you know you are amazing~

Thanks anon, I haven’t been feeling overly well lately because I’m just so slow ?? heckm I tried - enjoy.


  • Likes being babied by Candy in general, but not taken care of.
  • Too independent. Doesn’t want for someone else to watch over him *again* too much.
  • Very easy to make him sick being so vulnerable to his allergies.
  • Doesn’t ask Candy for much, usually water or a blanket.
  • Best to give him tissue boxes, never just ‘tissues’.
  • It’s been a few hours but it’s felt like days already…I’m -sneeze- tired of this.” Complains sometimes.
  • Sneezes a lot. Beware, he’s such a sick guy.
  • (Obviously) takes a week or more for him to get better.
  • Takes a while to get used to Candy taking care of him. Not very into seeing her work and him doing nothing.
  • Will make it up to her, whether she likes it or not.
  • Feels useless? Although he’s just sick he doesn’t like being put down. Especially by some sickness.
  • Probably tries to do things himself while Candy isn’t looking.
  • Tries his best not to kiss her on the lips, would hate to see her sick.
  • Likes binge watching T.V with Candy, it’s some way to have entertainment.
  • Not intimate when he’s sick, he’s not risking it.


  • It’s not hard to make him sick nor is it easy, he avoids some things to keep himself from being sick.
  • Usually irritated when he’s sick. Like damn some bacteria took him doWN
  • Feels so relieved that Candy is there. Someone is there to care for him.
  • Doesn’t mind if she works. If she feels like it, he’s alright with it, though he’d rather her not overwork herself.
  • Usually contracts fevers. Asks for a lot of baggy clothing.
  • Kisses her sometimes, usually on the forehead or dangerously close by her lips.
  • Asks for Demon to be elsewhere so he doesn’t get sick.
  • Gets better in a few days. This boy isn’t having this mess.
  • “Hmm…I would kiss you but I guess I shouldn’t, now should I?” Rowls her up by teasing her.
  • Wears a ponytail most of the time not to get too hot.
  • Hopes inside that Candy doesn’t burn the soup since he can’t be the one getting up to make it (this time).
  • Spends the majority of his day on the couch in front of a fan.
  • Hates that he can’t be intimate with Candy without paying a price.
  • Would take advantage of his ‘sick people privileges’ but then again…what privileges? He’s so ufking sick.


  • Isn’t easy to make sick, he’s grown up at a farm he’s learned how to avoid somethings.
  • Happy that Candy helps him but he never asks for too much.
  • Tries to do things himself, usually getting a cup of water or something small.
  • Disappointed that he can’t pet Cuddles. Worried he’ll make her sick.
  • Asks if Candy needs anything, he actually tries to help her back.
  • “I’m glad you’re here for me…I don’t want to ask for too much.” is still *very* honest about his opinions.
  • Very good at hiding his pain, but he usually makes little noises about it.
  • Wishes he could kiss Candy ?? Best he can do is give her a forehead kiss.
  • Gets cold easily. He’s worn so much thick clothing it’s like his body just freezes up.
  • Always looks for signs about how Candy is with taking care of him.
  • Probably overthinks too much about Candy than the sickness itself.
  • Usually gets better in about a week or less. Luckily, it doesn’t take long.
  • Sleeps a lot, which probably relieves Candy that she doesn’t have to do as much.


  • Actually likes being sick. For once he has a real excuse to be playing a lot of games.
  • Doesn’t really care if Candy takes care of him ?? He’s fine just laying in bed all day.
  • Only time he hates being sick is when he cramps, then he can’t focus.
  • One thing he doesn’t like would have to not be kissing Candy.
  • Always forgets (or just never cares) that he can’t kiss Candy.
  • “I don’t understand why almost everyone always hates being sick. You’ve just gotta learn the advantages…” likes being sick more than he doesn’t.
  • Easy to make him sick, seeing that he has SUCH a sucky sleep schedule.
  • Sweats a lot, there’s almost never a time he doesn’t. Usually contracts fevers.
  • Likes to play games/watch movies with Candy, small - but fun activities.
  • Will never take medicine. He hates the taste of it.
  • Doesn’t like swallowing pills, so, that won’t work either.
  • Usually gets better in about a week or more.
  • Will refuse to nap until Candy naps with him.
  • Never asks for much since he doesn’t feel like he needs much.


  • Rarely ever gets sick. He’s always active/healthy to avoid it and because he just wants to be.
  • Not used to being sick like, he hurts a lot, he didn’t ask for this.
  • Tries not to ask Candy for a lot but ends up doing that anyways.
  • Contracts colds the most. He’s used to being hot after his workouts but like ?? Colds are a different story.
  • Feels so happy that Candy is there. Like anyone would.
  • Gets better in about a few days. Thank goodness he’s healthy already.
  • Scared of pills. He’ll take them if he has to but at the same time he hates the thought of choking on them.
  • Knows he shouldn’t feel bad asking Candy for help but he tries his best to avoid asking her for too much.
  • Can’t sleep alone. He usually asks for Candy to sleep with him.
  • Always remembers that he can’t kiss her, as sucky as it is.
  • “If I could change it I would but, then again -sneeze- I can’t.” Accepts his fate the fact he just can’t.
  • Usually wants/likes to cuddle with Candy, just her laying on him makes him feel better.

haleybendt  asked:

Hi again, about the Paladins reacting to their female Elemental s/o going into a avatar state rampage (like Aang from A:TLA with glowing white eyes that's triggered when angered, Grieving, or in danger) and the lions eyes glow white too and rampage with her and become noticeably stronger?

i got too carried away and this is too long so it’s under the cut!!

The paladins are all busy fighting, their lions far away from the battlefield. The numbers of their enemies keeps multiplying and everything is nebulous with the rising smoke from the guns that fired.

“We can’t hold it on any longer!” Lance shouts. His hand hovers over his shoulder after being shot by his opponent.

“Stick together!” Keith orders, but before he can continue there is a piercing scream.

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anonymous asked:

Hi, i'm sorry to bother you about this, but as I like your writing very much and didn't find any rec lists with fics i liked, i was wondering if you knew other HP authors who write like you ? (ie : Dramione/Tomione pairings, nice narratives and no bashing ? It's getting increasingly hard to find new fanfics who don't shamelessly bash a canon ship/relationship...) I've already read most of ibuzoo work too and i was browsing your fav page on ff, but there's just to many! Much love to you ! :3

Why are you apologizing when you say such lovely things to me?  So… I’m  not sure anyone writes quite like anyone else, and because bashing doesn’t really bother me (unless someone bashes my dear sweet Draco because back off) I can’t be sure I’d notice it, but I’ll send you to a couple of people whose work you probably know but who I enjoy reccing anyway.

Delancey654 Very dark.  So dark I had to stop reading her work, but an exquisite dramione writer with complex narratives.  ( @delancey654 )

Galfoy  Queen of dramione.  Holy shit, is she amazing.  It’s all incredible.

BonaFake She’s so good.  SO good.  Just gems of stories.  Dramione and tomione. ( @bonafake)

Savva Dramione, theomione, Sevimione. She does it all, and does it all brilliantly. ( @savvyshka)

damnedscribblingwoman So good.  Through the Looking Glass made me cry.  
disillusionist9 I can only read her in spurts because she makes me wallow in inadequacy.  The queen of rare pairs. She’ll shred your heart and make you ask for more. ( @disillusionist9) If you want dark, complex tomione stories, she’s your writer.  Persephone is so complicated she has a multi-colored chart.  ( @dulce-de-leche-go)

Riptey  beautiful dramione.  Everyone recs Friend Number Three, and with reason, but Queen of Heaven is my favorite.

shayalonnie It seems ridiculous to rec her, since you surely know her, but if you want long dramione with rich narrative and cathartic delights, you can’t go wrong with Presque Toujours Pur. ( @shayalonnie)

Rizzle Just read her. You’ll be glad you have.  ( @andgladly)

FIC: Flying, falling

Rating: T
Pairing: f!Ryder/Vetra Nyx, pre-relationship
Word Count: 2,333
Summary: The adrenaline from driving around H-047C gives Ryder an idea. Vetra could use a break for something fun.
Notes: Post-‘Means and Ends’ (Vetra’s loyalty mission), pre-‘Hunting the Archon.’ No major main plot spoilers.
Also on: AO3


Suit up? Got something I could use your help with.


Vetra didn’t exactly relish the idea of stepping out onto Elaaden’s surface—even with the vault running, the place was hot—but better here than Voeld. She set down her datapad and made for the door of the armory.

Ryder hadn’t arrived in the cargo bay yet. Probably in the process of persuading someone else to come with them. She went over her assault rifle, just to be safe, made sure the newest mod was set in there securely. By the time she’d double-checked the seals on her armor, someone gave a soft huff and dropped down to the cargo bay floor from above.

“You’re going to break a leg doing that,” she said, though she couldn’t keep the smile out of her voice.

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anonymous asked:

Maybe headcanons for Cor with a young S/O?

I know you asked for headcanons, but I thought up this scenario when I was wondering how my mother would react to finding my blog and seeing my thirst for Cor Leonis- a man who is the SAME AGE AS HER OMFG LMAO *Moosh ded*

Tagging some pals: @blindbae, @cupnoodle-queen, @the-lucian-archives, @itshaejinju, @nifwrites, @cupnoodle-queen, @lady-asuka, @alicemoonwonderland, @xalexanderxkozachenkox, @stunninglyignis, @chocohoess, @ridingchocobros, @neko-otaku13 and @joioliviapolaroid <3


Meeting ‘Ma’

Dating Cor Leonis, the Marshal of the Crownsguard, was quite the experience. He was a very calm and collected man, with an amazing deadpan sense of humour that had you laughing until your sides were sore and tears were flowing out of the corners of your eyes. Cor was an absolute delight of a boyfriend, and you were eternally grateful that he was willing to date someone so much younger than he was.

Your mother, however, wasn’t as grateful as you were for that fact.

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anonymous asked:

The RFA seeing the MC in glasses for the first time? Maybe the MC usually wears contacts, but they have to wear their glasses for some reason

Same, I prefer my contacts since my glasses make me look hideous lol


  • It was fairly late into the night and your contacts were beginning to feel funny
  • It was time to take them off and throw that set away
  • There’s quest in LOLOL that you really want to finish tonight though
  • On with your glasses it is then
  • Yoosung walked in not too long later and I stg there were stars in his eyes
  • “MC! You have glasses?!”
  • He constantly dotes on how cute you look in them
  • Convinces you to wear them more often
  • This boy likes to take them off and try them on for himself
  • Lots of cute selfies
  • Did I mention you were cute?


  • Jaehee left before you woke up, but she only has a half-day today
  • It was a lazy day for you, so why waste a set of contacts if you’re going to do nothing?
  • You spent the alone time just browsing around on your laptop until she came home
  • When she came home and saw you, she was intrigued (having glasses herself even though she doesn’t actually need them)
  • Compliments galore
  • “I like your frames!”
  • “What’s your prescription?”
  • “How long have you had them?”
  • “You look nice!”
  • Oh my god she’s just so cute


  • You were waiting for a new order of contacts to ship in so you were stuck with your glasses for awhile
  • Inevitably Zen saw you and he had a mini heart attack
  • He adores you in them
  • Then again, you’re beautiful in anything to him
  • If you ever buy a new frame, ofc he’s gonna help you pick them out
  • and makes you try on almost all of them
  • He already shows you off but it’s totally different!! 
  • This time you have glasses!!!
  • Totally different!!


  • I can see him having a thing for glasses
  • So when he came home late one night and you were wearing your glasses
  • He’s obsessed
  • Loves it when you wear them 
  • Insists on buying you multiple pairs of glasses but with different frames and designs
  • “Jumin no. I only need like 2 pairs maximum.”
  • “What about diamond embezzeled frames–”
  • “nO.”
  • Only likes it when you wear them in the house bc nobody else should deserve to see this
  • Glasses kink??


  • Probably was aware of your bad eyesight already
  • and doesn’t freak out too much about it since he already knew you had a pair laying around somewhere
  • He finally sees you in them and wants to squeeze you bECAUSE YOU’RE TOO ADORABLE
  • He likes to swap glasses and compare eyesight (his eyesight is drop dead awful, let’s be honest)
  • and likes to see who looks better in whatever frames
  • Did someone mention matching couple frames??
  • Because you dorks have them
  • He probably buys you a few silly ones like he has
  • Cat ear glasses omg 
No Rain

Written for prompt #14: “I’d love to read a story where either K or P has done something stupid and has to grovel (but not infidelity)…” [submitted by Anonymous]

Written by: @ally147writes

I kinda put my own skew on this, but I hope the prompter (and everyone else!) enjoys it regardless.

As with everything I post, I have grand plans to add onto this and give it more oomph. So you’ll have to pardon the abrupt ending - I could think of literally nothing to add that wouldn’t have meant another 10k words…

Unbeta’d and written over a month, late at night in between uni assessments. I can’t vouch for the quality of this fic, but I had a ton of fun writing it :)

Rated T, mostly just for swears.

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If Johnny lived head cannons

-dally would live
-the gang would save up for a nice wheelchair
-everyone hugged him when he got home from the hospital
-dally was so happy
-dally wouldn’t let him leave for weeks he had to stay insider
-the cops dropped Johnnys charges because of his injuries
-he was a hero for saving kids
-he got free ice cream at the dingo
-they named a Sunday after him
-it was vanilla with Carmel and chocolate drizzle named “Johnny the hero”
-everyone is so happy he made it
-dally is Johnnys personal care giver he helps him get up to go to the bathroom and stuff

-Dally was happy when Johnny got out
-Johnny wanted to go to the lot as soon as he was out
-dally took him to the lot
-they had already been dating for 10 months
-dally hugged Johnny and cried
-Johnny cried too he had news for dally
-“dally…I want you to find someone else
-"w-what? No…”
-“dally I can’t walk I can’t have sex I can’t do anything…I can’t even stand to take showers like we used to”
-“ah kid none of that matters”
-“I want you to be happy”
-“I am happy”
-they always sleep at bucks
-dally made buck give them a down stairs room
-turns out Johnny can have sex but he’s a permanent bottom
-oddly enough he can feel it
-that gives him hope he can walk
-he tells the gang
-they are confused and Johnny explained
-“well…ya see…uh dal and I uh…we where doing it…and I could feel it so like…”
-“wait y'all are gay?” -pony
-“well yeah if we where having sex yes”-dally
-“dude same”- pony steve and soda all at the same time
-it’s a weird coming out day for the gang
-it takes 3 years but he can walk again
-dally and him get married…not like legally tho