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anonymous asked:

Hello, I'm the anon who's freaking out about being thrown into adulthood, and thank you for your previous help. 1.) How do I mamage/budget a minimum wage salary? 2.) I've never been great with any sort of organization, but would you mind teaching me about home organization and important paper organization?

Okay, so this post will be about budgeting on minimum wage, and later in the day I will also post about paper organization. Enjoy!

Budgeting on Minimum Wage


The average minimum wage in the US is $7.25/hr. Even working full time at 40 hours a week, that’s only a profit of $290 before taxes. This is not a fair living wage! You are worth way more than this amount! I strongly encourage you to start looking for another job that pays better, look for something around the $10-$15 range. 

While $7.25 is atrocious, thousands of people around the world support families on much less. If they can do it while supporting children, so can you! To live off a minimum wage budget you need to declare yourself independent. If your parents are still claiming you as a dependent YOU WILL NOT BE ABLE TO DO THIS. I also recommend that you have the highest amount possible taken out of your taxes so that you get money back from your state at the end of the year, instead of being in debt to them.

What I’ve done is come up with a budgeting plan based off some made up factors and my own personal experience.


1. City life. Forget about the city! Apartments located in cities can be three times as expensive as apartments in small towns or villages. On top of the extra expense, they’re much smaller and have less amenities included. I’d much rather live in a one bedroom apartment with a dishwasher and a conveniently located Laundromat, than a literal closet with no windows on a fifth floor walkup. Look for apartments twenty minutes to a half hour outside of your closest city. Now you have the close conveniences of a city, with none of those pesky city prices that your budget can’t handle.

2. College towns. Shop around and look at apartments by local colleges. Large colleges with have apartment complexes within walking distance of the school grounds. Landlords know that college students have less money (you might even be a college student yourself) and adjust their prices accordingly. Even apartments next to ivy league schools are priced this way, so don’t be discouraged by the institution’s “prestige”.

3. Locale. Your safety is more important than your bank account. It doesn’t matter if you live in Section 8 housing or in an affluent suburb. Some apartment complexes and neighborhoods are just safer than others. I live in a heavily populated and upper middle class suburb, and the first year I moved in, a drunk woman tried to throw a beer bottle at my car. Thankfully this is the only time this happened to me, but it made me feel unsafe in my environment. Before signing a lease, walk or drive around your prospective home’s neighborhood at night. Take in the atmosphere, and make sure it’s one where you could comfortably run to the local supermarket at 10:30pm and pick up toilet paper.

4. Roommates. Living on minimum wage requires that you find one or two roommates to help split the rent. The more the better! Get together with your more responsible friends, so at least you’re living with people whose company you enjoy. There are lots of “roommate wanted” forums and message boards for you to browse on the internet, but always bring a responsible adult with you before meeting a stranger. Please. Bring your mom if you have too.


1. Low-spoon food. I created this post a few months ago which offers lots of suggestions about cooking and shopping on a budget.

2. Online recipes. Here are some of my favorite online Tumblr cookbook resources. 

3. I also regularly update my cooking on a budget tag. 

Misc Expenses

1. Gas. Shop around and find the cheapest gas in your area. Avoid gas stations next to colleges, highways, and in touristy areas. Look into getting as gas rewards card from your favorite supermarket. I get 10 cents off a gallon with Stop & Shop every time I do a big shop. 

2. Dollar store. Get to know your local dollar and bargain stores. You can buy everything from pots and pans to bed sheets there. These stores often sell bulk ramen for $1 and large cans of crushed tomatoes for 75 cents. That’s enough food for you to live off of for several days. When shopping, I make three grocery store stops to ensure that I spend the least amount possible on my pantry needs. I go Dollar Store, Stop and Shop, and then to my local organic grocery store. I’m going to make a list of things that I buy at Dollar Stores and things that I don’t buy at Dollar Stores soon!

3. Cable. We are living in the digital age- you don’t need cable television. Use Netflix or Hulu or whatever. It will save you tons of $$. 

4. Internet. As far as internet speed goes, if you’re living with roommates you will probably need a higher speed. Living by yourself, choose a lower one. Most internet companies offer large discounts to new subscribers. These typically only last a year, but will save you serious money. Make sure to take note of when this discount expires, and contact the company before it does. If you don’t, they’ll begin charging you the full amount without notice.

5. Verizon. I just want to take a moment to talk about how much I love Verizon because they have literally saved me so much money in the three years I’ve been with them. After you sign a contract with a new internet company, they charge you a bunch of ridiculous fees like “activation fees” and “installation fees”. I called Verizon and was like “I’m a poor college student, I can’t afford this” and they were like “don’t worry, we’ll waive the fee”. I signed a two year contract with them that saved me $80 on a high-speed internet bill per month (my price being only 50.99 a month). After the contract expired I call them and they put me on a month to month, keeping the price absolutely the same. TLDR- get Verizon if you can.

6. Utility. Get on a monthly budget with whatever utility company services your new apartment. Although it may seem like the cheaper option, paying the actual amount of electricity you spend per month is the more expensive. It’s also unpredictable, and a minimum wage budget won’t allow for it. See this for more info.

7. Amazon. I buy a lot of my beauty, cleaning, and cat products online. Amazon offers Prime shipping free for a year with a student email address, and then offers it at a greatly reduced price after the year. If you are a student, snap up that free deal ASAP. If it’s in your budget, I’d greatly recommend investing in Amazon Prime.

8. Saving money. It’s so important to attempt to break way from the “paycheck to paycheck” vicious cycle. Living this way does not allow for emergency expense money, and trust me, sometime soon you will need emergency expense money. Your cat might get sick or your car may die, whatever it is, it’s always smart to have at least $500 squirreled away. I’m gonna level with you, things have been tight for my budget and I haven’t been able to save anything for the past three months. But this month I will!

Example Budgets

Full Time

Working with the $7.25/hr and 40hr/week model, here’s an example budget for living on minimum wage. That’s $1,160 a month without taxes.

Housing: Let’s say you’re sharing an apartment with two close friends, the rent being $1,500 without any amenities. That rent split three ways is $500 each.

Gas I commute twenty minutes every day, and I drop about $20-$25 a week on gas. That’s $100 on gas a month.

Food: I do one big shopping a month with my boyfriend. We drop around $180 and that’s including toiletries and soap and stuff. So maybe you’ll spend about $100 a month on all your shopping needs.

Cable/internet:  Hopefully you took my advice and skipped cable. Let’s say you’re paying around $50 per month for internet. Split three ways that’s $17 each.

Laundry: Hopefully you’re not like me and are only spending around $20 on laundry per month.

Random expenses: Because there always are some. Let’s just tack on another $100.

With everything added up, you still have around $290 left before taxes! That money can go into a savings account, and after several months, you’ll have that $500 worth of emergency money saved.

Part Time

Working with the $7.25/hr and 25hr/week model, here’s an example budget for living on minimum wage. That’s $725 without taxes.

Housing: In this case, you need to look for apartments in the $800-900 range. In my area, one bedroom apartments go for around $1000, so you may need to get creative with your roommate (I don’t think you could have more than one roommate in this situation). Buy dividers to split the bedroom or studio in half! Let’s say your rent is $850 with nothing included, that’s $425 each.

Gas You’re still looking at a large gas bill per month, so it may be more inexpensive to ride a bike or use public transportation. Let’s say you use public transportation, and spend around $50 a month on that. Or maybe you and your roommate can split gas expenses and share a car?

Food: Pinch those pennies! Use some of those budget cookbooks I linked above to help you cook healthy and delicious meals for under $4 each. See if you can only spend $80 a month on groceries.

Cable/internet:  Hopefully you took my advice and skipped cable. Let’s say you’re paying around $50 per month for internet. Split two ways is $25 each.

Laundry: Hopefully you’re not like me and are only spending around $20 on laundry per month.

Random expenses: Because there always are some. Let’s just tack on another $100.

That leaves you $25 to put in your bank account, if that. This is a paycheck to paycheck situation, and you will probably need to get another source of income to feel secure. But you can still do it!

Good Night, Boys?

“Jack?” Conor calls out as he enters his brothers flat, the keys jingling in his hand, “Yo, you awake yet?”

Getting no response, the older Maynard simply shrugs and lets the door close behind him, tossing his keys and phone onto the counter as he slips out of his jacket, humming a random song to himself.

After grabbing a drink from the fridge, Conor decides it’s time to wake up his probably still sleeping brother, considering they actually have stuff to do today.

Taking a sip of the drink, he heads towards where the bedroom is, briefly wondering why the door is shut, since Jack lives alone, and there’s no point in closing it. Shaking off the thought, he knocks once before swinging it open, his mouth open to wake up his brother rudely. But the sight that greets him makes him snap his mouth shut quickly, a smirk growing on his lips instead.

The two bodies in the bed are still asleep and unaware to the fact that they are no longer alone, and Conor contemplates going back to grab his phone, so he has photographic proof of what he had known would happen all along.

Instead, he decides embarrassing them will be reward enough.

“Morning!” He calls out cheerily, laughing as Joe sits up abruptly, glancing around wildly, his mind confused as it tries to wake up. Jack lets out a groan from the other side of the bed, pulling the blanket further up and over him, mumbling something incoherent under his breath.

“Shit,” Joe mutters when he realizes that Conor’s standing there, while he’s naked in bed with the younger Maynard brother.

“Good night, boys?”

“Piss off!” Jack calls from under the blanket.

“Awe, come on. This is too good to pass up!” Conor laughs again as Joe blushes, looking down at his lap.

“Jack, wake up.” Joe says, poking the covered body in the side.



“You can piss off too.”

“I can’t actually, because I don’t know where my bloody clothes are!” Joe hisses, and that seems to snap Jack out of the sleepy haze he’s in, because he props himself up in bed, looking over at Joe, then Conor, and then back to Joe, his cheeks darkening.


“Like I said,” Conor smirks, “Good night?”

“Can you please just get out for like a minute?” Jack asks his brother, his eyes not quite meeting the smug gaze.

“I’ll be waiting out there,” Conor points towards the living room, “I think we all have a lot to talk about.”

“I hate you!” Jack’s voice follows him as he heads out of the room, still laughing lightly.

When Joe and Jack emerge from the room a few minutes later, their cheeks still red, Conor is lounging on the couch, phone in hand, but he lets it fall to his lap as he smirks up at his brother and mate.

“How’re we feeling this morning?”

“God, why are you so bloody cheery?” Jack grumbles, sitting heavily in one of the bar stools.

“I thought you’d be a little happier, considering last nights activities.” The older Maynard glances slyly between the two, and Joe’s blush darkens further as he takes a seat on the couch, the opposite side of the room as Jack.

“You don’t even know what happened!” He tries to protests, running a hand through his hair nervously.

“You were in bed with my brother. Naked.” Conor deadpans, “I think I know.”

“But…I mean….we….”

“Relax, Joe,” Conor waves a hand, the smirk returning to his lips, “I was wondering when it would happen.”

“Wait,” Jack shakes his head, “What?”

“I’ve been waiting for the two of you to get together for ages,” Conor snorts, “Although I thought you’d announce it before getting caught sleeping together.”

“We aren’t together,” Joe explains, glancing over at Jack quickly, “We just…hooked up last night.”

“That was the first time?” Conor points towards the bedroom, and the other two offer a small nod. “Oh, well. Are you going to get together then?”

“Conor!” Jack snaps, “We just freaking woke up! Give us a chance to talk!”


“Huh?” Joe shoots Conor a confused look, “What do you mean, why?”

“I mean,” Conor says as he stands, “That you two clearly like each other, and obviously are both attracted to each other since you hooked up last night,” He grabs his keys and jacket from the counter, “So go ahead and talk, but it’s clear you both want to be together.”

“It’s that obvious?” Jack mumbles, smiling shyly at Joe.

“Disgustingly so,” Conor sighs, “Anyways. I’ll shuffle our meetings for today, you two can figure out whatever this is,” He gestures between the two, “But happy for you!”

“Thanks…I think.” Jack chuckles, pushing himself off of the stool to go sit on the couch beside Joe, “I’ll call you later?”

“If you aren’t busy,” Conor winks at the two before heading for the door, humming the same song as earlier. “Be safe you two!”

“Shut up!” Jack groans as the door closes behind Conor, his laughter echoing off of the hallway walls.

A Green Jacket (Snowbaz Blind Date AU)

“Hey Simon,” Penny says. And I glance up at her, my head in her lap as she reads some boring  book with a big title. Her fingers fiddle with my hair and she glances down at me, her glasses sliding down her nose.

“I have someone I want you to meet.”

“What? Pen…” I say.

“No no no! Hear me out Simon! They’re super sweet and nice and I think you guys would get along! I told them you would be willing to meet up.”

“Penny, I’m not sure this is a good idea. Remember the last date you set me up with?”

She cringes at that. And I shudder at the memory. Not a good time.

“Please? Just one more time? For me?”

I sigh.

“Fine. When am I meeting them?”

“Tonight? I have a date with Micah so…”

“So you wanted to get me out of the house.” I joke.

“C’mon, Si. It’ll be fun.” She shoves my shoulder playfully and I smile at her.

Maybe I could have some fun, I think.

I’m totally regretting my decision to go along with this when I look at my wardrobe.

“Penny, where am I meeting this mysterious person again?” I call.

“Just a pub downtown! You can dress casual.”

I pull on jeans and a maroon button up and walk out to the living room.

Penny smiles at me. “Gorgeous. Now remember, dark green jacket.”

“Right.” I say.

“Have fun!”

I walk into the pub and glance around. Dark green jacket. Dark green jacket. And then I see him. Long black hair combed back neatly. A widow’s peak sharp on his forehead. High cheekbones and dark eyes. I have no idea what Penny was thinking, setting me up with a bloke but she probably knows better than me, so I shrug and head over.

“Dark green jacket?” I ask, sliding into the seat across from him.

He looks down at his outfit and then back up at me. “…yep.”

I grin and hold out my hand. “I’m Simon, nice to meet you.”

He slips his hand into mine. “Baz.”

We slip into easy conversation and before long our food arrives.

“So how do you know Penny?” I finally ask as we’re finishing our meal and beginning to look at desserts. This date has gone really well, so much better than I was expecting considering it’s me.

“Sorry, who?”

At that moment a tall girl with long blonde hair runs up to me.

“I am so sorry I’m late Simon!” she says.

I stare at her a moment, confused. Then I see her jacket. Her dark green jacket.

“I’m Agatha, your date?”

“Oh. Of course.” I say, startled. “Agatha.”

I turn to Baz. “You mean? You’re not my date?”

He leans back, arms folded and chuckles.

“Oh.” Agatha says, looking like she’d just run into brick wall. “Wow, um. I’m sure Penny wouldn’t have set us up if she had known…” she gestures between me and Baz.

“No!” I say, “I’m not- I mean. I’m both! I just-“ I bury my head in my hands and take a deep breath before turning back to Agatha.

“It was nice to meet you, but I’m kinda in the middle of something right now. I’m sorry.”

Agatha folds her arms. “No! no problem. I mean, it was my fault for being so late and practically standing you up.” she turns and leaves with a graceful smile.

I grin sheepishly at Baz.

“So… you weren’t here for a blind date?”

He smiles back. “No, but it was quite a nice surprise when a cute boy sat down and bought me dinner.”

“Would you like to maybe, see each other again?”

He leans forward and grabs my hand.

“I would love to.”

starfreckledlaurens  asked:

"I'll make sure you will never get away from me" Jamilton (a bit like that Fake!Laf AU if younknow qhat that is)

I– Have no idea what the fake laf au is and I’m kinda scared to ask. Please don’t tell me, I can live without it.

To say Alex’s possessiveness scared Thomas sometimes was too little. Thomas knew Alex was possessive of him because Thomas often disappeared a lot but this- this was freaking him out.

Thomas had left his boyfriend in bed, going to sneak out to meet up with James. It had been weeks since he had seen his friend, Alex had forbid him from seeing anyone.

“Where do you think you’re going?” Alex’s eyes narrowed at his boyfriend.

“I was-was um…” He gulped out nervously, avoiding his gaze.

“You were going to see him, weren’t you? And after I said not to.” Alex walked towards him with a dark gaze.

Thomas backed until his back hit the door, he went to open the door but Alex’s hand made contact the the door.

“A-Alex, I-I-” He stuttered out, trying to calm him down.

“He doesn’t deserve you. No one deserve to be in your presence. I’m the only one who could love you.” Alex gripped his face. “I’ll make sure you never get away from me.” Alex’s hand gripped his wrist and pulled him towards their bedroom.

He threw him onto the bed and grabbed handcuffs, handcuffing him to the headboard. “I’ll make sure you’re mine and only mine. I’m the only one who could ever love you.”

03. hues of crimson

Genre: Smut.

Content: Dinner time teasing with Jungkook.

Author’s Note: I am oh so so SO sorry for how late I am on this. Life sucks sometimes. Anyway, 1.7k words of… I don’t even know anymore. Enjoy.

You had never seen him look so stressed out. Not with performing, writing music, anything. Then again, you also had never met his parents before. You thought it would go just fine, but Jungkook, on the other hand…

“Y/N, where the hell is my tie? Oh my god, we’re gonna be late–”

You flinched as you silently watched him trip over a chair, and almost fall on his face. You had been ready an hour ago, but Jungkook just couldn’t seem to get his life together. First, he realized that he hadn’t ironed his suit, and then he was missing one shoe, and now he can’t find his tie. You looked to your right and saw the article of clothing draped over a chair. Wordlessly, you handed it to him. He took it without really looking at you, disappearing into the bathroom for the umpteenth time.

At this point you really were going to be late. Running a hand through your hair, you released an exasperated sigh as you followed him into the bathroom. Even after 10 minutes, Jungkook didn’t seem to remember that he has never been able to tie his own tie. You walked into the bathroom to see him still fussing with it, and took it into your own hands so that you could just leave already.

“Jungkook, you look fine, so can we please just leave? It’s already 7.”

“How are you taking this so lightly? We’re meeting my parents.”

“So? It’s not like you live with them, and I think they’ll like me, so what’s the big deal?” You shooed him out of the bathroom and into the entryway, grabbing your purse.

“I-It’s just that–”

“Look, I already promised I wouldn’t get drunk. We need to leave, or else you’ll really have something to worry about.” You grabbed his arm and started out the door, but he suddenly stopped.

“K-Keys, where are the goddamn keys?” He asked patting around his pockets.

You held up your fingers with the keys dangling off of them. “Do I need to hold onto your phone and wallet, too, or are you going to be a big boy?”

He scoffed at that, and then checked his watch. With wide eyes, he breathed “Oh my god! Car. Now.” He rushed past you while muttering to himself about how dead he was going to be.

It’s going to be a long night.

The car ride to the restaurant was silent except for the tapping of Jungkook’s anxious fingers on the steering wheel. You were pretty annoyed at this point, especially since he hadn’t even commented on– let alone looked at– what you were wearing.

Your sighing had him annoyed, but that dissipated when you started walking in front of him. His breath hitched as he finally took a good look at what you were wearing, and his dick jumped in his pants. Swearing under his breath, he silently cursed you for wearing that dress while going to meet his parents. He was beginning to wonder if you existed to simply make his life harder.

Finding his parents was the easy part; staying sane enough to keep up the conversation turned out to be harder than either of you thought it would be. Rather than really listening, you were wondering how much that chandelier actually costs. Before you could continue speculating if you could afford it or not (your consensus was definitely not), you felt a tap on your leg.

“Huh?” You jerked, looking at Jungkook, and then at his parents. They were staring at you expectantly, most likely having just finished asking you a question. Shit. “I’m sorry, I think the Sherry is getting to me, being a light weight and all,” You giggled, hoping to god that they didn’t notice how much you’ve actually been drinking. Who could blame you? Talking to them was like talking to couple of bran muffins, and you were only on the salad. “Screw these rich people 7 course meals,” you thought.

“We asked what you did for a living, darling.”

Bleh. Darling. Plastering the fakest smile on that you could manage, you replied, “Oh, I’m a writer.” Immediately their eyebrows shot up. They reminded you of caterpillars dancing, and you would’ve laughed if not for the circumstances. You also felt like puking, but that wouldn’t save you from this situation either.

“A writer… interesting. Anyway, Jungkook, how’s school been?” You couldn’t believe they had just brushed off your profession, and then brought up what your boyfriend was studying for like he was better than you in any way.

Jungkook continued to talk about his schooling, flaunting slightly, all the while shooting you warning glances. Your anger was bubbling, but you downed some water to calm yourself. A smirk bloomed across your face as you realized your escape route.

Your hand started to creep towards Jungkook’s knee, and then trailed upwards. You could feel him jump slightly, and then his hand was on your knee, squeezing in warning. You ignored him, and palmed him through his trousers. He was already hard, and you fought the smile trying to spread across your face. Instead, you palmed harder, and he drank water to cover the growl that barely bubbled from his throat.

“Are you alright? You look feverish,” His mom asked, worried.

“You really do, I should probably take you home,” You said, trying not to laugh. You knew exactly what you were going to get for this, but you couldn’t bring yourself to care at the moment. You could almost taste the freedom, and you were sure as hell going to make sure it was worth it.

“It really was a pleasure meeting you!” was blurted over your shoulder as you grabbed Jungkook’s hand and led him out the door.

As you approached the car, Jungkook tore his hand away from yours and pressed you against the hood. “Did you really think you’d get away with that? Should I even give you the privilege of a bed?” he growled into your ear. He was grinding into your ass, and all you could do was whimper. “You’re lucky my parents could be coming out anytime. Get in the car.”

You did as told, and the entire way home was spent with his grip feeling like iron on your thigh. You were thinking about how bad you were going to get it when you got home, and the insides of your thighs were becoming sticky.

He pulled you out of the car and pushed you inside, slamming you against the wall and pinning your arms above your head. His mouth was hot on yours, with a lot of teeth clashing. There was a hard edge to his eyes when he pulled back. “You couldn’t have been good for this one night, could you?” He hiked your dress up your thighs and wedged his knee in between. “And no panties? With this damn dress? You’re unbelievable. You wanted this, didn’t you?”

He released your hands to gain a grip on your ass, and his mouth went for your collarbones. He sucked bright bruises, and didn’t stop until he was satisfied. Your gaze had glazed over, and you fought every nerve in your body that was screaming for you to touch him.

Finally, he told you to jump, and dumped you onto the bed. You were a whimpering mess, wanting him to touch you.

“Needy aren’t we? Well, since you weren’t patient at dinner, you don’t get anything yet. Don’t touch yourself.” He started unbuckling his belt, and you got on your knees in front of him.

“If you’re good then maybe I’ll touch you- Shit.” He growled in pleasure as you took as much as you could into your mouth, fisting what you couldn’t. His hands found home in your hair, and started carding through it before he gripped it into a knot. Bobbing in time with his grunts, you suddenly went all the way down and swallowed around him, hard. His hips bucked up, and then he was pulling you off with a vulgar pop. “Stop, I want to cum in you. Hands and knees, and don’t make me ask twice.”

You scrambled up, pausing to take your dress completely off, and then did as was asked. You were almost embarrassed at how much you were dripping. You knew that he was looking. You heard him take off the remainder of his clothes. The bed dipped with his weight behind you, and you thought your heart was going to burst out of your chest.

His fingers were suddenly stroking your core, and he groaned at how wet you were. He dipped two fingers in. You were a moaning mess beneath him, and he hadn’t even properly touched you yet. “Just fuck me,” You panted.

Jungkook grabbed your hair and growled, “Ask nicely and maybe I will.”

“Please.” You started wiggling your ass in hopes of catching some friction.

“Please what?” He said as he grabbed your hips to keep you from moving.

“Please, please fuck me.” You were a keening mess at this point, so turned on by only the slightest of touches from him.

“That’s my girl,” He said as he entered you, setting a rough pace from the start.

You screamed as you fell forward, face down into the mattress. Once you recovered, you started to keep up with the pace, the sound of skin slapping filling the room. His hand connected with your ass, and more muffled moans spilled from your mouth.

“Let me hear your pretty little moans,” He said as he grabbed your hair to pull your head up. His other hand that was holding your hip traveled between your legs to rub tight circles around your clit.

You were both hurtling toward the edge, and you could feel the white hot light starting to travel throughout your body. Hips were starting to stutter, and with a groan, Jungkook finished. The feeling of him cumming inside of you was enough to throw you off the edge, and you came around him. He growled from the oversensitivity, but rode out your high. Pulling out from you, he collapsed to the side, and you followed.

You were too busy panting to realize that Jungkook looking at you. When you did look, you were surprised by the hungry look in his eyes.

“You’re in for one hell of a ride if you think I’m done with you.”


TROPICAL  PARADISE / 03-22-2017 

Abundant sunshine, pleasing sound of the waves, swaying palm trees, and easy-going vibe. One of the great ways to loosen up from the stress of the city life is to relax, recuperate in the beach and take dips in the therapeutic waters of the Philippines. It was nice being in a place where you feel welcomed, safe and unfettered by official intrusions. You also get to meet friendly people who are genuinely happier and who prioritize time with family and living life.

I encourage you to go somewhere rural. Drink the wild air, appreciate the warm weather and have fun under the sun. Transport yourself to the tropics. May all your blues be the ocean and the sky.  

First Kiss

~A/N- I’m so sorry I haven’t posted! This preference probably sucks, but if you have anymore preference ideas or imagines or if you just want to chat please message me on my ask. Sorry Michael’s is so short~

Calum:(Y/N POV) A few days after my first date with Calum he text me asking if I wanted to meet up with him at a coffee shop 5 minutes from where I live in an hour. I happily agreed and went to my bedroom to start getting ready. I already had my hair done in my natural style as I was planning on staying at home so I left that and I applied a light layer of make-up before I slipped on some blue jeans and a cream jumper, with my black ankle boots. About 45 minutes later I was completely ready so I decided to start walking to the coffee shop.

When I arrived I was 3 minutes early, I decided to walk slow, yet I saw Calum looking handsome as ever sat in the small booth in the corner. I felt butterflies in my stomach as my face lit up when we made eye contact. I walked over to the booth and slid in opposite him.

“Hi.” I breathed out.

“Hi. You look great.” Calum smiled.

“Thank you. So do you.” I smiled back.

We both ordered our favourite drinks and chatted comfortably. We spent god knows how long talking about anything and everything. Eventually we decided to go for a little walk around and then Calum walked me back to my building. I invited him in and we watched a couple films cuddled up together, I was pretty sure I had a permanent blush on my face.


“I best get going.” Calum mumbled as he stretched.

“Are you sure?” I questioned feeling slightly disappointed.

“Yeah, but I’m sure I’ll see you soon.” Calum smiled slightly stroking my cheek. I smiled at the thought and walked him to the door.

A comfortable silence fell over us as we looked into the other’s eyes. Before I knew it we were both leaning in and that’s when I experienced the best first kiss I’ve ever had. I reluctantly pulled away whilst grinning like an idiot. Our lips stayed close as Calum whispered, “I’ll see you soon. Thanks.”

“Yeah and thanks to you too.” I quietly replied back.

Ashton:(Y/N POV) (CONTINUATION OF FIRST DATE) When Ashton and I reached my smallish two floor flat I invited him inside for a bit, which he happily agreed to. We sat closely in my living room on the sofa and I didn’t realise that I had been playing with his hand until I looked down. To which I immediately dropped his hand muttering out an apology.

“It’s okay,” Ashton smiled picking up my hand gesturing for me to continue, “I was enjoying it.” I giggled quietly a blush creeping on my cheeks as I continued playing with his hand.


Ashton and I had spoken and laughed for hours. This has been one of the best nights ever and I don’t think it could get any better.

“I’ve gotta go. I’ve got the studio tomorrow. Thanks for a great day.” Ashton said smiling at me as we walked to my front door.

“No no thank you. This has been one of the best days.” I smiled back.

Ashton slowly leaned into me and I felt myself leaning in as well. Before I knew it our lips were fitting extremely well together, but people need oxygen so we had to pull away.

“Have fun at the studio.” I breathed out against his lips.

“I will. See you later.” Ashton whispered before smiling at me and leaving allowing me to close the door, which I leaned up against letting out a content sigh. This day could get better.

Luke:(Y/N POV) A couple days after my date with Luke I woke up to a text from him asking if I wanted to go to the beach with him. I replied back saying I would love to and that I would meet him there in an hour, however Luke text me back saying that he would pick me up, which I thanked him for. After our text conversation I hopped out of bed and went to get ready.


About an hour later, as promised, Luke was ringing the doorbell to my flat. I hopped up off the sofa and wondered over to the door.

“Hi.” I smiled.

“Hey, you look great!” Luke replied smiling. I looked down to my blue denim shorts, white crochet top, with a black bikini top underneath and my tan gladiator sandals.

“Thank you. So do you.” I replied looking back up at Luke and gesturing to his navy shorts and muscle band tee.

“Hah, thanks. Lets get going.” Luke said gesturing for my hand, which I happily placed into his as he lead us to the beach. It’s about a 20 minute walk from my flat.


We spent the whole day learning more about each other, laughing and splashing each other in the sea. I was having so much fun and almost felt a little disappointed when we arrived back at the door for my flat.

“I had a great time today.” Luke said breaking the silence as he turned towards me.

“Me too.” I replied blushing as Luke grasped my hand. When I looked up at him he was looking t my lips and slowly leaning in. I met him half way and when our lips touched I felt like a thousand fireworks were going off. It was amazing.

Michael:(Y/N POV) Michael and I were on our second date at the shopping centre. We both decided it would be fun to walk around the shops talking and getting to know one another. We were going in and out if music shops, game shops and clothing shops that held band merch.


We had finally found a little pizza place within the shopping centre and decided to go eat. Whilst waiting for our order I noticed Michael kept looking at my lips and blushing slightly.

“You okay?” I asked quietly.

“Yeah, sorry. I’m just a bit distracted.”

“By what?”

“You.” Michael blushed.

“Oh, sorry.” I giggled, whilst feeling my face heat up.

“Hah, it’s okay. Hey, um, how would you feel if I kissed you?” He quietly asked.

“I guess you’ll have to find out.” I smiled, to which Michael smiled back and got up to kneel beside me.

We both leant in and when our lips connected I felt butterflies erupt within me. We both pulled away despite not really wanting to.

“I feel perfect.” I smiled and Michael smiled back.

anonymous asked:

Do you have any headcanons for fleurmione or James/Sirius? Pretty please with a snitch on top?

Not exactly headcanons but I was thinking about this Fleurmione AU and I will tell you some things about it okay. Bullet list ficcery ahah

  • Hermione goes to France for the summer with her parents and it just so happens that it’s really close to where Fleur lives only she has no idea
  • They meet in a bakery when Hermione goes to pick up some bread for her parents, and while she’s thinking about whether or not she wants croissants there is a very familiar gasp of “Herm-ionee!” and before she knows she’s being embraced.
  • “Are you here with friends?” Fleur would ask when she pulls back - Hermione feels a blush rise on her cheeks because Fleur looks so gorgeous with her flowery sundress and sun hat and Hermione is wearing a jeans jumpsuit and hasn’t even bothered brushing her hair
  • “No, with family.” And Hermione expects her to be disappointed, to have been wanting to see Harry again, or even Ron, but instead Fleur gives her the brightest smile. “‘Ow wonderful. We need to go out together, non? You tell me your hotel.”
  • Maybe it’s the hot weather, or maybe Fleur’s Veela powers have somehow gained effect on her because she does write out her address and returns home, completely forgotten about the bread. Her dad jokingly asks if she’s met a cute French boy that has her head all dazy and Hermione smiles, “not exactly”
  • The next morning Hermione wakes up early, and she goes outside intending to read before breakfast but when she walks into the garden Fleur is already there, sitting on a swing and reading herself. When Hermione comes closer she can see it’s a very battered copy of the Three Musketeers (in French of course) and Hermione finds herself gaping because she loves that book.
  • “I didn’t think you’d be up this early!” Fleur beams at her and Hermione smiles back involuntarily.
    “I like getting up before it gets too hot outside.” She says, and settles down on the swing next to Fleur. “It’s better for reading.”
    “Many things are better before it gets too hot.” Fleur replies with a small grin and it’s just a casual remark but Hermione blushes nonetheless.
  • They kind of fall in the routine of meeting up early in the morning and reading for a while, then Fleur drags her into town and shows her everything, and all the men are staring at her but Fleur only has eyes for Hermione or the far-too-cheery hat she is trying to get over Hermione’s hair while muttering; “We should find you some oil to get the frizz out of eet, will be much more managéable.”
  • (Fleur ends up taking Hermione to her favourite hairdresser who all but cries when he sees her hair but doesn’t take more than 30 minutes to have it much softer and a lot more bouncy) 
  • Hermione can’t help sticking out her tongue at some of the men when Fleur grabs her hand and pulls her along.
  • Hermione barely remembers to send Ron and Harry owls saying that yes, her holiday is nice but she still misses them, and sends them Harry’s birthday gift. (she and Fleur had picked it out together)
  • They take the train to Paris once, and spend the day lazily walking around, drinking far too expensive espresso in a café close to the Eiffel Tower, before climbing it. The view is breathtaking, of course, but somehow Hermione can’t stop watching Fleur watch the view, the way her eyes crinkle when she laughs, or how the sky-blue onepiece she’s wearing should be awful but instead makes Fleur look even more beautiful and isn’t that confusing?
  • They kiss on top of the Pont des Arts, while some violinist plays an awful rendition of Claire de Lune on the background. It’s kitsch and should feel ridiculous, but Fleur makes these lovely pleased noises when Hermione nips on her bottom lip so she decides she doesn’t really care.
  • They kiss again in front of the Louvre.
  • They kiss on the train back home.
  • They kiss goodbye in front of Hermione’s hotel, and Fleur pulls back with a giggle and a “your parents are watcheeng.” before waving at said parents and disappearing in the night.
  • “So,” Mr. Granger says, when Hermione is back in their hotel room, lips still tingling from the kisses she’d had throughout the day. “It’s not a cute French boy.”
  • This time Hermione gives him such a wide smile she’s sure he’s taken aback. “No. Not quite.”
I’m a Survivor (Part 2)

Bucky x Reader

Summary – The reader is more of a scholar/lab rat (highly intelligent, knows something about everything and maybe a bit of a know-it-all). She prefers the shelter Stark Tower offers her rather than joining in on the action whenever there’s a new mission. Fury knows she once got beaten up pretty bad, even ended up in the hospital, and gives her a pass each and every time (the others don’t mind but are a bit disappointed). She has been on guard ever since, ashamed of her scarred body and counting her blessings ‘cause she’s still alive. But when she finds herself all alone in the tower yet again, she decides that something needs to be done and asks Bucky for some lessons in self-defense.

Warnings – References to anxiety

Word Count – 1,382

NotesI Hate My Job is finally finished (still kinda sad), but now I can focus on I’m a Survivor, which I’m thrilled to be working on with the lovely Annelies @hellomissmabel.  This part is setting things up for a slow burn with our favorite ex-assassin.  I hope you enjoy!  Please feel free to leave comments or reblog, it’s always appreciated!

Part 1  Part 2  Part 3  Part 4  Part 5  Part 6  Part 7  Part 8  Part 9  Part 10


Originally posted by thesebbystan


“I should have sent in Stark,” he lamented.  “He would have been able to eliminate the threat with ease.”

“I know I failed,” you whispered. “I’m sorry that I wasn’t strong enough to fight them off.”

“Don’t you dare blame yourself for what happened!” Fury exclaimed.  “Without his suit, Tony would have been in the same position as you!”

“You’re right,” you conceded. “What happens now?”

“Now?” he thought aloud.  “Right now, you’re going to stay right here and let your wounds heal.  Once you’re ready, I’m moving you to Stark Tower where I know you’ll be safe from Hydra.”

10 Months Ago

Director Fury had come to get you from S.H.I.E.L.D.’s private hospital wing himself.  You had given him a list of the clothes and personal items you wanted to leave the hospital with.  The rest of your belongings had been moved from your apartment to Stark Tower.

You were nervous as the two of you exited the armored car at the entrance of the intimidating structure in the middle of New York City.

“Are you sure this is the best idea, Nick?” you asked your boss for the tenth time that day.

“(Y/N),” Nick assured you once again.  “The Avengers are more than capable of protecting you from Hydra. This building is more secure than any facility S.H.I.E.L.D. has right now.  I wouldn’t feel comfortable leaving you anywhere but here.”

“I guess you’re right,” you conceded, following him into the marble-floored lobby.  

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nurseydex (pt. 1):

  • Derek Jr. by Literally_No_One_Cares ("Bitty made Nursey and Dex take care of a flour baby when they just wouldn’t get along”)
  • In the Past by @loveandallthat (”Dex and Nursey hooked up when they first met and now they don’t talk about it, but it’s fine…”)
  • Howl by @dexsnursey (”Over his first few weeks at Samwell, Dex becomes sure of three things. 1) Eric Bittle is not entirely human, 2) Larissa Duan is most certainly a Druid, and 3) Derek Fucking Nurse is the most annoying person he’s ever met in his life.”)


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BTS: Suga - As A Boyfriend

A/N How did you not see this coming? yoongi is the perfect mix of rude and tough past AND soft and must be protected - it’s my ultimate weakness. I just hope you enjoy this long ass drabble hahahah

Originally posted by minpuffs

  • Where do I start. I must do this right.
  • Getting into a relationship with Yoongi before he reaches 30 will be tough luck I swear. Good job, if you managed to do it because I genuinely think of him as someone who wants to focus on his work just to prove to others (And to himself) that he can succeed in this field.
  • But you sure as hell can be best friends and idk how you guys might meet but let me tell you, Suga is the kind of person you can meet after 5 years and you can pick up from where you left off.
  • Very awkward meetings in the beginning until he finds common ground with your shared hobbies. Say you like to read or you enjoy music too much, he’ll cheer up and start getting into the conversation more.
  • This harabeoji is tired 24x7 please let him live. You’ll have to make sure he remembers you exist in the first few months by constantly checking up on him.
  • “Have you eaten? I mean 3 meals. That’s proper eating. And no, snacks don’t count.” “Yes. I did.”
  • “Have you been sleeping well? Jin said you’ve been working a lot I’m worried.” “yeah I got some shut eye no big deal im good.”
  • “You feel like taking a break? I could come over sometime… i don’t know do you want to?” “No it’s fine.”

Originally posted by jinful

  • The entire relationship seems like you’re doing too much, but its only because it’s the beginning and because you try to make up for the lack of communication he provides, he’s gonna close up more.
  • when you go out of the country for a business trip or something or visit home and he realizes he actually misses you checking up on him all the time. The first time you’re not around (physically or virtually) he realizes just how much he needs your reminders. He forgets his vitamin supplements, he forgets to eat or sleep or take a break and jin jokingly says, “idk how y/n kept you alive.” and yoongi will mutter to himself “I never realized she was doing so much.”
  • When you come back, he’s already outside your apartment and you’re a bit shocked because suga doesn’t just show up like that. You let him in, growing utterly quiet because something is definitely wrong. You sit him down, getting two cups of tea because by now taking care of him is just second nature, and he starts the entire conversation awkwardly.
  • He has a whole lecture prepared for why he is so sorry that he didn’t realize how much you did for him before, he’ll work hard at the relationship, he’ll be the best boyfriend ever, he’ll make more time for you. He kind of just rambles on and on and on and you’ve got to stop him sometime in between.
  • “Do you think so little of our friendship?” You were careful with your words. He needs to be reminded that before you’re his gf or you’re an ARMY, you’re his best friend. That’s not going to change. You don’t expect him to change or up his boyfriend game because that’s not what friends do. Friends compromise and accept you for who you are.

Originally posted by bwiyowo

  • After this though, he does make more time for you and stops by your house more often and suddenly with all this change in the “caregiver” position he realizes little things about you.
  • Like how nervous you get before a meeting, how your family might stress you out or which friends expect too much from you. If you’re the kind of person who can’t say no to those asking for favors - he’ll notice. little things you know? How you NEED atleast 3 cups of tea in a day and you have a certain routine in the morning and if one thing goes wrong, you’re a bit pissed the entire day.
  • He’s going to love this phase and trust me, it’ll show in his songs too. When you’re just being you in the house, he’ll just watch quietly from the couch and you get concerned because “why are you so quiet? something wrong?”
  • “I like watching you be you. It’s relaxing”
  • If that’s not the sweetest way to say i love you, i dont know what will met your cold cold heart.

Originally posted by suga-of-daegu

  • YOUR DATES ARE SO VARYING ITS ANNOYING. One day it’s just a casual cuddle day but instead you guys head home (him coming from work and you coming from uni/work) and just crashing into bed and taking a nap. That’s what adult relationships are about. But some days you get dressed up and he shaves and puts on a dress shirt and  pants and you guys pick a nice place in a small town to visit because sometimes you both need to feel special and sophisticated.
  • but some dates are about going to an orphanage in daegu or an animal shelter and the both of you make a huge donation and just sit there and have lunch with the kids or play with the dogs/cats all day. you can’t help but feel so nice about the entire thing and suga feels like this has been a good day off
  • Basically he looks to you to refresh him and you look up to him to motivate you when you’re in a creative slump. Both of you come from different places and opinions (and ofcourse have things in common) but you guys provide each other with diff perspectives and it changes you. It’s amazing. the entire relationship is just so encouraging and productive, its amazing.
  • There will be days when neither of you want to see each other. The best part about you guys is that you’ve become really good friends through the relationship and because he’s so honest he’ll just tell it like it is. “Y/N i need a break for a while ok?” and no hard feeling, you get that. He needs to have his own time. He loves and encourages you to take some time off too.
  • He’s really into eating alone sometimes and just people watching and you admire him even more for it because how many adults can handle having lunch or dinner alone?

Originally posted by bangtannoonas

  • He’s a stubborn and mean asshole when he’s on a working trope so you’ll have to end up at his studio and make him eat. Some days you only eat like 5hrs after you get there because he keeps saying “i’ll finish this and we’ll eat” but he doesn’t make it out soon enough and you refuse to eat without him not because that’s the sweet thing to do or anything but because this idiot won’t take care of himself unless he knows he’s hurting someone else in the process too
  • him having the best cheer-me-up speeches ready because he knows what depression and anxiety feels like and he never wants you to experience that without the knowledge that hope is always present and he’ll be your hope.
  • having a marriage like relationship pretty soon. bra is optional and no cute nicknames because you’re “ya” and he’s “oi” and thats enough
  • you helping the kids (i mean the maknae line) out a lot even if some of them might be older to you.
  • he is pretty close with your family and places a lot of importance on maintaining a good rapport with his family because he’d like the same for you and his parents too.
  • being a totally different person around your family or his and you’re like “no stop being nice its creepy i feel like ive been lied to my entire life.” and him being sassy af because “EXCUSE YOU IM NICE DONT SAY SUCH MEAN THINGS GOD Y/N”

Originally posted by sugutie

  • sexual tension galore because both of you workaholics and lone wolfs hate to admit it but you love the idea of needing each other
  • he slips into bed really late at night and pulls you close, his arm winding around your shoulder and bringing you to face him, you unconsciously move your lips to meet his and you guys just keep kissing. soft and slow, in a very dream like state. its kinda blissful and you only realize it the next morning because oh hell bite marks. *blushes a thousand shades of red just thinking about it*
  • Sex is demanded for. “Y/N. YOU ME BED NOW.” and you can try and be sassy to get revenge on him but i don’t think it’ll work. haraboeji has a knack of throwing you over his shoulder and kissing you senseless.
  • doesn’t need lingerie or extensive foreplay just good for some lowkey pleasure centered sex because god life is already too fast paced and you’re home for him.
  • sex just means more to the both of you but that doesn’t mean you’re not KINKY AF ASSHOLES.
  • always making jokes around the boys about what goes down in the bedroom and yoongi faces perpetual second hand embarrassment but namjoon just FRICKING LOVES THE JOKES GOOD LORD BRING IT ON!
  • Jimin tries to kiss yoongi for fan service and you just straight up kiss him on the lips and they’re in the rehearsal space and they’re all staring but you just smirk and say “and that’s how you do it.” and jin finds grudging respect for you but kookie is a blushing mess because THIS IS SOME ADULT SHIT OK

Originally posted by beagletae

  • oh god getting shit drunk with him and coming home disoriented and all you guys can say to each other “is get it off fucking get that shirt off we’re having sex right now”
  • subconscious touching and so much of it. when you come by the studio to meet him (and he is in work-suga mode) you just sort of stay behind and play with his hair and watch the entire process. he plays with your hands when you guys are watching tv. wraps the scarf around you tighter when you’re going out and plays with your ear lobe subconsciously as you tell him about your day
  • loves playing with your hair and reads fanfic over your head
  • probably is reading this right now oh god shit ABORT MISSION
  • but yeah a relationship with yoongi is going to be a lot of work and so hard to settle into but its no joke its not pretty and cutesy and maybe thats why it lasts. you guys end up developing a dependency but youre also aware you guys will be there for each other and that sometimes it means letting the person figure out what they want before telling them what it is.
  • suga is just… he’s my type ok bye

Originally posted by bangtannoonas

I’m sorry if its way too long but you know…. suga.

dear alexis,
i love you more than anything
in the universe, and i want you
to know that that includes little
local coffee shops and stamps
that can’t be found anywhere
but old corner stores where
they should be worth hundreds
but they are sold for dimes and the
tails airplanes leave when they
are chasing bigger things
and i’ve heard that you’re doing
well and i want you to know that
i, too, am doing the best that
i can, especially on days when
i feel as if i have poured rocks
in through my ears and crawled
in with my underwear for a ride
in the washing machine.

dear alexis,
i love you more than anything
in this world and sometimes that’s
a terrifying thing to feel because
my heart’s less than one quarter of
who i am and i feel so small sometimes
and i wonder if maybe love is a
concept created by companies that
sell things made out of lace and
latex and chocolate and i’m scared
that i’m going to wrap myself around
you like a boa constrictor and swallow
you whole and i don’t think you’d like
that much because it would take
a long time to digest you and it would
be very dark in there.

dear alexis,
i love you more than anything in
this whole country and i don’t mean to
be unpatriotic but i don’t understand
politics and i know loving you isn’t
even legal every where that it should
be but it’s getting late and i wish
you would come home now please
come home because if you’re out
of arms reach then you’re too far away
and i am terrible at directions.
i thought i had been taking wrong turns
my whole life but i must have done
something right to have wound up
meeting you.

dear alexis,
i love you more than anything in
this whole town and this town is where
i was born and where i was raised
and where my family lives and the
reason i exist. i owe everything i am
to this town because it’s where my
parents met and decided to have me
and i’m thinking that i should thank
them because that simple act
is the reason i’m around to love you
the way that i do, in ways where
it feels like i’ve been laying down for
sixteen hours and then i stand straight
up and i black out for a good four
or five seconds and i’m floating
through space but things are okay
because although i feel crazy and
dizzy and out of control, my feet are
still firmly planted on the ground and
i am here and i’m not going anywhere.

dear alexis,
i love you more than anything in
my whole house. i love you more than the
crappy art i’ve made that hangs
half-finished on my walls and i love
you more than my favourite food that
sits tauntingly from my freezer and
i love you more than the bathtub that
allows me to have the bubble baths
you and i adore so much and i love you
more than the bed that hugs me
tenderly every night and i love you more
than my watch collection. you are my
favourite piece of art and my favourite
food and my favourite bath and my
favourite bed and my favourite watch
and i don’t care if it doesn’t make
sense because you are my favourite
everything and that’s what matters.
you are my favourite.

dear alexis,
i love you more than anything that
i have in me and everything i have to offer
but i want you to know that i have
so much in me and i know you’re going
to pick through me bit by bit because
you are the one person that believes
there is a speck of gold amongst
the dust and coal that i am and
no longer wish to be.

—  dear alexis, kpk
Sammy - surprise - Magcon Imagine

Your birthday was coming up and you couldn’t wait as your boyfriend for 3 years was coming home to see you.

As you were doing some last minute homework you get a phone call. Sam’s name flashes on the screen. You instantly get a smile on your face.

“Hey babe” you answer
“Hey (Y/N)” you can hear the sadness in his voice.
“What’s wrong sam”
“I’m really sorry but I um I can’t come home for your birthday. I’m caught up with work.”
“Oh” your eyes begin to water
“I’m really sorry baby girl”
“it’s okay sam. I um have to go. homework you know”
“Oh. Okay bye. Love you”
“Love you. bye” you hang up and the tears begin to run down your face. You leave your homework and go to have an early night.


It was your birthday but you just couldn’t feel happy without Sammy being with you.

You were walking back from the shop with some food for the family. All your family were coming round to celebrate your birthday but you still wish Sammy was there.


You get to your apartment and open the door with struggle as you have a lot of food. You push the door open and head towards the kitchen. You begin un-packing the food and putt it away.

“Hello” you hear your mum’s voice through the apartment.
“Kitchen” you screem back.
“hello hunny. How are you” you smile at her but it doesn’t reach your eyes.
“No your not. What’s up”
“It’s just. Sammy can’t make it. He’s caught up with work” you sigh. You smiles but quickly stops.
“Oh hunny. Everything will be fine” she hugs you quickly. Then starts making some food. After a while you join her.


All your family are now here and you have just eaten and are just chilling out in the living room.

You hear the door open and get suspicious. Before you can go check it out your puppy, rocky comes up to you. With a note in his mouth.

“Rocky. why are you here. Your meant to be with sam” you pull the note out of him mouth and read it.


Dear (Y/N)

3 years ago I asked you to be my girlfriend. It was the best decision of my life. Please meet me at the pond where you made me the happiest guy alive.

From Sammy xx

P.S. Be quick :p


You look up at your family members and see them all smilling.
“You know anything”
“Nope. Now GO” your sister tells you.

You run out of the apartment and hop into the car and drive to pebble brooke pond.


You park up in the car park of. Pebble Brooke park and run as fast as you can to the pond.

You see Sammy standing there.
“sam. What are you doing here. You where meant to be in LA? “
“Happy Birthday (Y/N)”
“Wait you done-” he cut you of with his lips crashing down onto you. You could feel all the emotion in it.

“(Y/N) when I was 13 I met a wonderful girl. And you could say it was love at first sight. I got to know her more and more and I fell in love more and more with her. She became my world and still is till this day and will be until the day I die. And that girl is you. (Y/N) I love you so much and what I’m trying to say is will you um you know marry me?” He gets down on one knee and pulls out the most beautiful ring you have ever seen.

You launch your yourself at him and crash you lips on his. The kiss was full of love and he knew exactly what your answer is.

“I would honered to marry you sammy”

Tbh I want a filler vld episode where something stupid happens to the paladins like they get turned into animals or cHILDREN and run around causing havoc in the castle

• allura and coran live up to their space mom and space uncle names for an episode please oh pLEasE

or better yet

somehow– SOMEWAY– they meet their golion counterparts in an AU and have to form duel Voltron to fight (that would be SICK my dude)

• adding on to that 2016 VLD crew sees 84’ Haggar and Zarkon and start sobbing bcus they’re laughing so hard at the Galra emperor being the lagoon monster and HAGgar being an old cat lady


Dear future me,
see you’re a big girl now and come a long long way
how does it feel to know? you survived it all?
does it make your heart content?
I hope you no longer have to live on like there’s a huge burden on your shoulder.
When I was young I was naive foolish and weak; I was scared of what the world would think.
I hope now that you’re all grown up, you’re living life to the fullest, freely; something I could never ever do.
Somewhere far away in a happy place where the sun meets the horizon and fills the sky with beautiful colors, you must be sitting and feeling content.
dear future me, are you really happy or are you pretending to be? please know you won’t ever find happiness that way. don’t be like me, you’re a different now, run away from the things that make you sad, you do not deserve it; but please don’t ever try to run away from the demons shouting inside your head, please don’t give into it; rage and rage.
I’ve done it before you and I can tell you that it’ll only make you want to stop living.
—  submission #338

“I don’t carry that much cash on me,” Theo tells Madeleine in a distant voice. “But I can have my assistant drop off an envelope tomorrow. Where do you live?”

“Have her meet me in the lobby at the Hotel Royale around noon. And thank you,” Maddie whispers as she reaches up to kiss his cheek. “I can’t tell you how much this means to me-”

Theodore cuts her off with a passionate kiss, his lips crashing against her like a tidal wave of desire. Madeleine tries to move, to speak, to breathe, but his blue eyes seem to transfix her to the floor.

“Come with me,” he murmurs in her ear.

“I-I shouldn’t. Theo, please!” she implores, but as he takes her hand and leads her to the bedroom Maddie feels her defenses crumble to the ground.

He loves me, she thinks with a small, triumphant smile. He really must love me.

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part iii of the mutant au

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Grantaire figures it’s time Joly and Bossuet face the consequences of their actions.


Grantaire doesn’t venture outside again until he finds his garret drained completely dry of alcohol. There’s also no food, but he feels the alcohol situation is somewhat more pertinent. It’s too late to simply go to a store and buy a bottle of something, so he resolves to go to the Corinthe. It’s been too long. The owner and bartenders know him on sight; they probably all think he’s dead by now. He’d hardly be the first mutant to vanish without a trace. Well, he’ll surprise them tonight.

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