pretty normal stuff


“And when you fail to solve them, and lay blubbering like an ignorant child on the floor, you will know…that The Riddler... is better than you.”

Broken Hearted: The Resolution

Broken Hearted: The Resolution
Pairing: Leonard McCoy x Reader
Word Count: 1527
Warnings: Bones Soul mate AU, fluff, angst, cursing, pretty much the normal stuff, smut

A/N: I have read so many soul mate AU’s that I’m intrigued and want to try my hand at it. Just in case this idea that I have isn’t new, I’m not trying to copy anyone! This is Part 12, the final part, of the series. 

Thank you all for taking this ride with me! It has been a joy to write and you all are so encouraging and supportive!

Originally posted by blackdogs-world

Third person POV:

Bones would forevermore mark this day in history as the day when one of Jim Kirk’s plans actually went well. Y/N beamed over the station, sent the old data over to the Romulans as if it were new data, and beamed back to the Enterprise. The security officers set the charges and beamed back aboard as well. The Romulan officer was returned to his ship with minimal fuss. He couldn’t have just gone quietly, that would have been too easy. But one bloody nose and black eye later, he was back aboard his own ship.

During the final negotiations with the Romulan captain Ujan, Kirk made it a point to mention consequences should the Romulans ever cross into Federation space without permission again which may or may not have included threats to send over ALL of Enterprise’s engineers to beat up their command staff. Ujan did not appear amused. To punctuate his point, Kirk advised the Romulan ships to move back, the station was about to be demolished. Just as Ujan opened his mouth to protest, the first explosion rocked the station followed quickly by the rest and soon there was nothing left but space dust. The angry Romulans left quickly but there was no more talk of retribution or war between the Federation and the Romulans.

Bones met Y/N back in her quarters when all was said and done. On his way there, he marveled at the recent events. Not only had he found his soul mate, he was falling in love with her! He was naturally a cynical man but he had secretly always wanted his soul mate but wasn’t sure if he could fall in love with someone just because they happen to have the same tattoo. But Y/N was everything he could have asked for and then some! She was beautiful, smart, funny, and she challenged him to be a better man. She didn’t let him get away with being overly grumpy, which he knew he could be. His thoughts were so consumed by her that he didn’t realize he was at her door until he looked up and saw her standing in her open doorway in her uniform dress.

“Hey darlin’, can I come in?” He asked, feeling his face stretch into a big grin.

“Sure,” Y/N replied. “What are you smiling about?”

“Oh nothing,” he replied as he moved to her couch and made himself comfortable. He patted the cushion next to him and Y/N sat down, drawing her legs up under her. He put his arm around the back of the couch and she leaned into him. Just the feel of her near him was enough to make his heart smile. “I was thinking about you and me while I was walking here and I had an idea.”

“What kind of an idea?” She smiled up at him and the room brightened.

“A good one I think,” he began evasively. “But I’ve been known to be wrong a time or two in my life.”

“Oh really?”

“Yes, truly. I was wrong once at the Academy and my ex-wife loved to tell me the things I was wrong about, although I didn’t always believe her.”

“I’m sure that led to some arguments.” Y/N said conversationally.

“Yes, quite a few actually but I learned something from her, something important.”

“What’s that?”

“I learned that I, Leonard H. McCoy, legendary doctor, can be a pig-headed man sometimes and that I need someone to help me not be quite so…”

“Pig-headed? Ornery? Stubborn? Grumpy?” Y/N quickly supplied.

“Hey,” Bones held a hand up. “Let’s settle on grumpy, it seems the least offensive.”

“So, what is your great idea, Mr. Grumpy-pants?”

“Well,” Bones couldn’t help but chuckle at the nickname. “I was thinking that maybe you could help me be… better.”

“I probably could.”

“But I might need constant care.”

“How constant?”

“Maybe 24/7 constant.”

“Huh. And so what would that entail? You calling me whenever you needed something or what?”

“I was thinking of something a little more…” Leonard let his gaze rest on her face, “intimate.”

“Oh,” Y/N blushed.

“Tell me what you’re thinking.” He turned on the couch so he was facing her, taking her hands in his. He heart was beating out of his chest watching her think about his words.

“I’m thinking,” she looked down at their hands and then back up to meet his eyes and smiled. “I’m thinking that I might enjoy that.”

Leonard’s smile widened as he leaned forward and pressed a gentle chaste kiss on her lips. A sigh escaped her lips as she tilted her head to deepen his kiss, pulling herself into his lap. Just as he was about to suggest they move into the bedroom, Y/N pulled back and took his face in her hands.

“Okay, so we’re going to do this but I still think that if either of us ever wants out, we let the other go. Do you still agree?”

“Sweetheart, you’re killing the mood.” Leonard eyed Y/N skeptically, not really believing that they would want to leave each other. “I agree with one stipulation. If either of us leaves and then realizes that it’s the worst mistake they have ever made, they get a second chance. Agreed?”

“Agreed,” Y/N smiled and kissed his nose to seal the pact.  “Now, if you don’t mind, Dr. McCoy, I think I might need one final exam, just to make sure I’m healing properly.”

“Oh of course! We wouldn’t want anything to go undiagnosed.” Leonard stood and let Y/N lead him. He expected to be led into the bedroom but was surprised when she pushed him down into one of the armless chairs at the table and straddled him.  He opened his mouth to say someone when she grinded down against him and all he could do was moan, his hands moving to her hips.

She brought her lips down on his in a hot, fervent kiss, still grinding down on his crotch. A soft groan came from her throat as she rubbed her pussy on his clothed cock that made Leonard harden instantly. He reached down in between their bodies and was startled and incredibly turned on to find she wasn’t wearing panties.  He easily parted her folds and let one fingertip lazily circle her clit, wrenching a sigh and a moan from her.

“Leonard,” Y/N panted. “I need you, all of you.”

“Are you sure this is how you want me, darlin’?”

“Yes, god yes!” Y/N reached down and undid his pants and pulled his cock out and stroked it, feeling its length and girth between her fingers. She jerked as Leonard slipped two of his fingers into her, his thumb still circling her clit.

“Leonard, now, I need you now!” Y/N lifted up as Leonard removed his fingers from inside her. She lined herself up over him and slow sank down on his hard cock until she was fully sitting in his lap. Foreheads resting together, they both breathed for second while relishing the feeling of being together. And then, slowly, Y/N began moving. She rolled her hips forward and then back, feeling him deep inside her, stretch her walls. His hands rested on her hips as he watched her face. Everything she felt was written there for him to read.  

He gently lifted her only to push her back down on his cock. Her head fell back in ecstasy and his lips attached to her neck, kissing, biting, and sucking her sensitive skin. She began to ride him in earnest, their moans filling the room. He pulled her dress over her head, yanked her bra down, and sucked a nipple into his mouth. One hand still on her hip, guiding her, his other hand pitched and pulled her other nipple. A hiss left her lips and he grinned into her breast, lifting his eyes to see the pleasure on her face. She leaned back to rest her hands on his knees and rode him faster. His hand made its way back to her clit and rubbed the bud of nerves in time with her riding him.

“Len… I think I’m…” Y/N huffed, her eyes never leaving his.

“Come on baby, come for me, let me feel you.” He encouraged, holding her gaze, putting a little more pressure on her clit. He felt her walls begin to quiver until she finally let out a whimper and squeezed his cock as she came around him, driving him to throw his head back and come hard in her. She rode them down from their highs, each trying to catch their breath.

Leonard wrapped his arms around her waist and lifted her off her his cock and settled her in his lap, her head resting on his shoulder. For the rest of the day they stayed together, snuggling, eating, laughing, and making love. They watched one of Leonard’s favorite old movies, Casablanca, and at the end of the film with the last line, Y/N turned to Leonard and smiled. This was the beginning of a beautiful relationship, one that she hadn’t seen coming but now couldn’t even think of living without.



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if you’re into anime and drama/romance can i highly recommend a show currently airing called Kuzu no Honkai (Scum’s Wish) because omfg i love it

some fuckin quality realistic teenage drama with great LGBT characters (sorry for the bad cap it’s a poor representation but i don’t want to spoil much)

some really beautiful art

and some all-around awful awful emotions and very human characters that, if you went to a pretty normal high school, the stuff that they get up will hit disconcertingly close to home (though i dont want to spoil quite what)

pls pls watch it

My ironically Slytherclaw coloured paint pallette from yesterday got me thinking about art at Hogwarts.

First of I would bloody love to sit perched in the Slytherin common room on a big squashy arm chair with my knees drawn up and a canvas board resting in them and just sit and paint.

So I’m officially headcanon-ing a Hogwarts art organisiation. BECAUSE IMAGINE THE MAGICAL PAINT.

• There’s glow in the dark and iridescent and colour changing and all that jazz in the muggle world already, but I need paintings of water that actually ripples and shimmers.

• Etchings and pencil sketches that flicker through images like animation.

• Shrinking art supplies to fit in a tiny bag and apparating anywhere in the world to get arting.

• HISTORICAL PAINTINGS. Someone must have painted to represent the final duel between Harry and Voldemort or Grindlewald and Dumbledore. Muggles do pretty amazing stuff with normal paint, but imagine the colours and the glow as if it’s really happening in front of you when magic is weaved into it.

Dammit. I just get really excited about magic and art…


5 Thiings Meme

@azureandtheatricalroses tagged me :D :D Thank you so much :)

1. 5 things you will find in my bag/backpack

- gums
- my keys
- pain killers
- headphones
- tissues (pretty normal boring stuff tbh)

2. 5 things you will find in my bedroom
- my make up table (is it called like that?)
- a computer 
- my closet
- my bed ;)
- me at night ;D

3. 5 things I’ve always wanted to do in life
- Travel (to Japan and South Korea are my newest goals)
- losing weight ;D
- becoming a mom (check… check ;D)
- travel somewhere all alone.
- uhm… now I can’t find a 5th one. I will find a lot when I’ve already posted this
   I bet… ;)

4. 5 things on my to-do list
- travel to Japan
- travel to South Korea
- Getting better in understanding and speaking Japanese
- Going to at least one Gazette live in Japan (20th anniversary is the goal)
- Going to a BTS live with my daughter if they will ever come to Germany ;)

5. 5 things people may not know about me
- I love Korean Drama Series (Kill Me Heal Me, Hwarang, Strong Woman,
  She Was Pretty…)
- I started to listen to BTS (K-Pop) because of my daughter. I really like them.
  And I love to watch their dance practices. (GazettE still Nr. 1 ;) they will
  always be!)
- When I love series or movies, I watch them over and over and over and
  over again.
- Me and my husband switched our wedding rings from right to the left hand a 
  few months ago (in Germany you usually wear it on the right hand).

And I will tag: @deme-lu and @nica-sun @venomous-spider-lily @uruhas-thigh-gap @wack-moral and anyone else who wants to do it!

Commission Scams and How to Protect Yourself

As some of you know, I was recently scammed out of not only my commission money but also charged an extra fee on top of that. Basically a person commissioned me to make a piece of art for them. Pretty normal stuff. Once I had finished their art and they had paid me, I mailed the piece to them, which I thought would be the end of it. But months later, I got a notification from Paypal saying that the person said that they didn’t authorize my commission payment. As a result, Paypal removed the money from my bank account, opened a “chargeback” case against me, and charged me an extra fee for that case. I lost the all the money from the commission, had to pay the extra $20 fee, and the person got to keep the original art that I’d made for them.

Luckily Paypal took mercy on me since this was the first time it’d happened and gave me some of my money back. But I learned that there are many steps you can take to protect yourself as an artist from these scammers. So here are some things you can do to protect yourself.

1. Make a contract template that you can fill out for every commission and have your commissioner sign it BEFORE you start working. Be sure that everything is detailed and laid out; your price, exactly what you are doing, your copyright, and any other terms of agreement you think are necessary. There are plenty of contract examples online if you’d like to get a better idea of what to include!

2. Always use invoices! It will help you keep track of all your facts, like finances, shipping addresses, dates, project numbers, etc. The more documentation you have, the better off you’ll be if something goes wrong.

3. Keep your shipping receipts (aka Proof of Shipment or Proof of Delivery)! Once you mail off that final artwork to the commissioner, make sure you hang onto that receipt. Even after they’ve received the art, HANG ONTO THAT RECEIPT! That’s what really killed my case. I threw away my receipt once I saw that the person had received the art. So when it came time to prove my case months later, I had no evidence outside of emails saying that I had sent the art, which somehow matters when a person says that they didn’t authorize a payment, but that’s a whole other story. Paypal told me the only evidence that would prove my case was that proof of shipment or delivery receipt, and I had nothing. I suggest stapling it to your invoice/contract and keeping it all together nicely, so if you need proof, it’s all there.  

4. If you’re using Paypal, be sure to use “Seller Protection”! You only qualify if you’re sending a physical item to someone, but it will give you an extra level of protection if something does happen. They will assist you with any sort of complaints or anything that happens between you and your buyer.

5. Make sure you get a tracking number. It’ll help you and your commissioner know where the art is and if it gets lost along the way. Or if someone claims that it was never delivered, you will have proof of where it was last. And insuring your art is always another extra step you can take towards protecting yourself (if you can afford it).

TLDR: Give yourself as much legal documentation as possible!

I hope that these tips will help you fellow artists out there to avoid dealing with all this junk that I’ve had to deal with. I know it sounds like a lot, and can be a pain, but it’ll save you from months of frustration and money loss! People are always ready and willing to scam artists and we need to do our best to protect ourselves.

Let me know if you have any questions/concerns/etc about your own commissions or what I went through. I’m happy to help you guys out!

Hope you have a lovely day! Best of luck with your own commissions!

In My Place// Josh Dun

A breath hitched itself in your throat, though it had been a month and a half since your best friend passed away; you never quite accepted it. You always had the undying support from your boyfriend, Josh or his best friend Tyler. They stayed around you as much as humanly possible (allowing you space for things such as changing and washroom breaks), fearing that at any moment you may just crumble. They feared you finally breaking down, after finally realizing that your partner in crime was no longer with you. They finally decided (with a lot of convincing from you) that returning to the tour they postponed would be a good idea, that you would be fine on your own. They were only a phone or skype call away, right?

              Wrong, or so you felt. A week of being alone and reality finally settled in your brain. She is never coming back, nope, never. She isn’t here to call you, or come over to eat ice cream and watch horror movies with. She’s gone, forever. She had always been the one to come over and keep you company while Josh was out touring. It took the edge off feeling alone for however long he would be gone. Now though, you sat with your back pressed firmly against the wall, staring off out the window. Wondering if she made it to her version of heaven, or was sitting beside you as a ghost plotting some pretty cruel jokes (as the two of you had joked about in the past).

              You were tempted to message Josh or Tyler, or anyone for that matter just for some reassuring words; but how do you simply do that? You swore up and down that you were fine, and messaging them would prove to be the opposite. So with a deep breath, and heavy heart you forced yourself up from the ground, wiping away the tears that had been falling for the past hour. You were going to have a long relaxing shower, and find peace within this whole situation. Though it hurt more than anything you could imagine to feel so alone right now, you swore to yourself, and your best friend that you wouldn’t mourn and cry for the rest of your life after her death.

              Stripping down out of your jogging pants and one of Josh’s baggy sweaters, you stepped into the warm shower you had prepared yourself—only to be shocked by ice cold water hitting your skin. Jumping back, you groaned. The hot water tank was probably acting up again, and you would have to call the guy to fix it in the morning. With an audible sigh you stepped out of the icy downpour and wrapped yourself into a towel. You made your way into your bedroom and flopped down on the bed, letting the frustration and sadness take over your emotions; leaving you to be a sobbing emotional mess.

              Pulling out your phone, just hoping for any sort of comfort you texted Josh.

I know you’re busy on tour, but is there any way you could come home. Even for a day or two? The stupid hot water tank stopped working again, and my stupid emotions are acting up and I don’t want to be alone anymore…

Within minutes you got a response:

I wish I could take the next flight back, but I think Mark might rip my throat out if I suddenly didn’t show up for our next few shows. I’m really sorry : ( I’ll call you after the show (We’re about to go on), and I’ll make all of this up to you when I get back.

I love you

With a sigh, you rolled onto your side and held onto your pillow, sobs wracking your body as you felt yourself slowly drift to sleep.

              The next three days blended into one another, you binge watched your favorite shows, ate more tacos and junk food than you ever imagined you would and called Josh every time he had time. Pretty normal stuff, except for every day someone would knock on your door and give you a hug. Not really saying anything, and not explaining why they were doing so.

On the first day it was Tyler’s wife Jenna, she gave you a sad smile and a tight hug. The next day it was Josh’s younger sister Ashley, after that Brendon from Panic! At the Disco made an appearance. You began to question what was going on with everyone wanting to hug you all of a sudden. They had heard about your best friend’s passing and gave you hugs and comfort back then, but why a month after?

On the fourth day, when you heard a knock at your door, you guessed it was someone coming to hug you for whatever reason. You pondered if it was national hug week, then began contemplating creating a national hug week—all before answering the door to reveal 2 familiar faces; Josh and Tyler.

              “Let me guess, you’re joining in on national hug week?” You joked, mustering up a small grin. You couldn’t lie, the hugs you’ve been receiving for the past few days have been comforting you and brightening your overall mood.

              “That’s a thing? Sweet.” Tyler laughed, pulling you into a quick hug. “Josh you created a new holiday!” This caused you to raise an eyebrow at your boyfriend who gave you a suspicious grin.

              “The night when you were having a rough night coping, and I couldn’t come back right there and then” he started, rubbing the back of his neck as he continued “I actually made a few calls to get people over here to hug you in my place. Give you some comfort until I had a chance to do it myself.” His words made your heart swell, knowing he would go through the trouble to both find people to hug you for 3 days, then come back to see you. You felt tears well up in your eyes, except these weren’t pained tears. You may not be the crying type, but after all that you’ve been through you couldn’t resist.

              “Come here you dork.” You croaked through the tears that were streaming down your face, as you pulled Josh into a tight hug. The feeling of his arms around your back, the softness of his shirt against your cheek, everything felt right again.

              “Since being alone is still a bit hard for you right now, will you join us for tour every once in a while? Come out for a week or two, then come back home. Your boss understands, I’ve already got that part figured out for you.” Josh whispered against your hair, pressing soft kisses in-between his sentences.

              Not trusting your voice, you merely nodded; coping takes time, and you were glad you had such a wonderful group of people in your life to understand.

anonymous asked:

I spent the better part of the day just hanging out with him, pretty normal stuff. Come like 9pm I put the master plan into action, practically draped myself over him, flirted as best I could and called him daddy, smack dab in public. Because I have no self control and a bit of a slut. I'm practically dragged to his hotel room, he kicks out his roommates. As soon as the door closed he kisses the life out of me and wow tongue piercings make it so good.


Me: my high school experience wasn’t that bad
Also me: I mean yeah I was constantly sexually harassed and there was a teacher who had a borderline inappropriate infatuation with me/my “intelligence” and yeah I didn’t have any friends or anyone to turn to as I was working through my closeted gay feelings as a 4th generation SDA kid and I was perpetually lonely and dealing with some severe body issues and depression but in retrospect things are much worse now so really I can’t complain! Pretty normal stuff haha

minor characters = mirrors

So I’ve read several meta linking Sherlock to Henry Knight and John to Jennifer Wilson and started wondering if all (or at least good part of) minor characters in BBC Sherlock mirrors to them? We have these two confirmations already so i’d like to propose some more and organize them (as follows). I noticed how each of them mirror some of their behaviour, and am still wondering what can we predict from that?

jennifer wilson (ASiP)- as marcel @marcelock pointed all victims in ASiP mirror john somehow, irene adler’s gf, the bloody guardsman (TSoT), emilia ricoletti, molly hooper (TEH),
cabbie jefferson hope (ASiP), irene adler, jim moriarty (TRF), tom (the empty hearse, molly’s bf), tessa (TSoT)
“the married ones”, the gay couple at THoB, sherlock’s parents

Okay I’m still trying to understand the connection between them all? Why are those characters mirroring John and Sherlock? How this relates to the series’ plot? I’m a mess and cannot get it, urgh.
I don’t wanna make this big yet, mainly because I’m still wrapping my mind around it. I do wanted to post this soon because it’s really exciting to me and !!!!! Please feel free correct me or add more, I’m new to this so I probably made so many mistakes >~<
Tagging some actual meta specialists to help me out, if you want to (sorry if i’m bothering you by doing this!): @welovethebeekeeper @jenna221b @captain-liddy @inevitably-johnlocked @vanetti

pppjosephine  asked:

That last picture where the nipples should be showing. I think, it might have been censored. If you look closely, where the nipples should be, is kinda oddly colored, a smidgen lighter. Pretty normal for Japanese stuff, I am surprised they even let that pass

Yeah, I just, censorship is so weird. Cause if nipple TOO MUCH, but if no Nipple. Just right.

Okay Listen Up...

As equestrians, most of us should be aware that our warm-up rides and schooling sessions won’t be as pretty or as presentable as our competition classes and tests.  Our hands may wider if we’re still teaching our horse to accept contact, our horse may be fresh and pent up with extra energy from a night in the stable, or we may be struggling through a plateau in our training.  This is all pretty normal stuff that I’m sure we’ve all experienced at some point.  


Just because its not the “end result” yet, doesn’t make it okay to use un-ethical training techniques. 

The western pleasure horse who won first place in his class may have had his head tied up in his stall all morning before the show.

The Tennessee Walking Horse who steps the highest could have been trained to step higher with chains, resistance bands, pressure shoeing, and skin irritating chemicals at home.

The jumper who won the round may have had his front legs poled repeatedly so he is careful not to knock a rail.

The horse in the seemingly beautiful liberty demonstration could have been punished severely every time he walked away from his owner.  The horse is afraid to leave his trainers side.

The high scoring dressage horse is ridden in hyperflextion at home and in the warm up ring.  The horse is so used to carrying his head in such an unnatural position that no force is needed anymore. 

The horse that looks so beautifully light in the smooth snaffle could have had his mouth ripped off yesterday by a twisted wire bit.

The race horse that won the Kentucky Derby could have been initially trained to run from the starting gate by electric shock. 

Just because these trainers score high or win first prize doesn’t make whatever happens behind closed doors okay.