she wants to make out with you that's what

iliad characters as rupaul's drag race quotes
  • agamemnon: i am trying to bring attention to one of my favourite causes which is me
  • achilles: the hardest part of this challenge was not telling everyone else that i was going to win
  • odysseus: the dog is looking at me like “get me the fuck out of here”, i’m looking at the dog like “get ME the fuck out of here”
  • helen: i don’t have a sugar daddy. i’ve never had a sugar daddy. if i wanted a sugar daddy, yes, i probably could go out and get one because i am what? SICKENING
  • patroclus: i feel sexy in anything, even a body bag
  • paris: my mom sent me to military school in the hopes that she'd get a little soldier. needless to say, she got a drag queen.
  • hector: just fyi for all you girls up there, i don't want to hear any goddamn excuses. be prepared! make it work! make it work! fucking make it happen! i don't want to hear any GODDAMN EXCUSES any more!
  • andromache: "i'll win for you." ohhh, that's sweet. he's not going to win.
  • nestor: i'm just under three hundred years old, i know some things
  • (not-technically-iliad bonus round) eris: i just honestly thought y'all were all boring and i was trying to turn the party
Selfcare tips for smart cookies who are sad

If you want to feel a little better mon amour, i gathered some things i like to do in hopes that it’ll help you!

🌸 go ahead and hop into the shower. take a few minutes to really massage that schampoo into your hair. clean and fresh YAS

🌸 use a body lotion and use one that smells good(i recommend “very sexy” by Victorias Secret) (because it’s very sexy hihi)

🌸 put on a nice parfume, if you don’t have one you can borrow from a family member/friend or you can buy one(i recommend “viva la juicy” by juicy couture and “eternity aqua” by calvin clein) (somewhat expensive but sooo good y'all can come here and i’ll give u you get juicy couture and you get juicy couture and you get juicy couture everyone gets juicy couture

🌸 take a few moments and write a list about things that make you happy(for example: coffee, holding hands with your grandma, all the relationships you’re gonna have in the future, re-reading your favourite book, family dinners, when the leaves turn orange in autumn)

🌸 make yourself or buy your comfort food(s), mine being tortellini, vegan pizza and coffee mmmmmmm coffee

🌸 send out a few sincere compliments to people. tell your friend what you love about her/him/hen, tell your mom you’re thankful for everything she does. alot of times giving love means getting love and nothing bad about good karma am i right

🌸 write down everything that bothers you on a piece of paper, start with “dear maya..” or “dear paul..” write it for a person thats never gonna read it (or if you feel like you want too you can always message me and rant about your whole life I’m all yours)

🌸 if you don’t wanna think about something you can always try to learn a new language via duolingo, it really gets you focused on something else(advice from your coach-my self- i think you should learn swedish or french because they’re both equally hard and beautiful) if thats not something you find intresting you can always pick up a feel-good book, my favourite being “Anna and the french kiss” by Stephanie Perkins! light up some candles, make yourself some tea and cuddle down somewhere

🌸 watch a movie or tv-show!! i was really unhappy at one point but then i somehow started watching Jane The Virgin and it was sooooo funny and soooo good(the hype is real, watch) and it made me feel better

🌸 look up some nice quotes, my faves are
• “And then there’s light, It just takes time”
• “Pleure: les larmes sont les pétales du cœur.” (which is French for “Cry: tears are the heart’s petals.”)
• “Choose to be happy, It feels better”

🌸 listen to happy songs
• Classic by MKTO
• Price Tag by Jessie J(old but always get’s me dancing)
• Can’t Stop The Feeling by Justin Timberlake
• Forget You by CeeLo Green(forreal this is sooo good hahah)

🌸 before you go to bed, moisturize your face with a tiny bit of coconut oil - also put on some chapstick because you’ll wake up with a smooth face and soft lips and you’ll feel like a queen mon chérie

🌸 if you ever feel worthless, read this
• i am so happy you’re here
• i think you’re the cutest person that has ever read this
• i believe that you will reach your dream, whatever it may be, and you will be awesome
• relax, drop your shoulders, breath
• dogs everywhere love you and they get so excited when they see you because they wanna say Hello so badly
• with every breath you take, you help plants and flowers live
• you’re making a difference
• you’re stronger than you think
• you have a great sense of humour that people enjoy
• everything is better when you’re around

That’s also Patience, just older. She stayed with Toriel until she found out aged boss monsters ,like Toriel, can’t grow old without having a child. So she went out of Ruins and searched for Asgore. And well, you know what happened next.

Justice’ determination overpowered Integrity’s just like how Frisk’s overpowered Flowey’s from the start of the game.

I’m surprised I’m getting fanarts when there’s no story about them, or even Frisk and Chara- But sure! They never fail to make me smile :’)

larvesta  asked:

ninette+ "you read my diary?!"

Marinette’s gasp was so sharp it cut into Nino’s back like a knife, the boy instantly jumping and starting to fumble the light pink book in his hands. With a loud crash the box he had taken it from fell to the ground and he was stood facing Marinette’s horrified expression.

“I- I-” he tried to start, closing the book and holding it to his chest, every cell of his body on fire. He was so freaking caught out and confused but man this explained a LOT OF STUFF and-

“You read my diary!?”

He hated it, how betrayed she sounded, and now that he knew what was in there he totally knew why. It was his fault, it was his own fault for being so freaking stupid and lame and irrational and scared over nothing

“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry Marinette I’m a- i’m such a jerk, I- seriously I just-,” he faltered again when she charged forward to rip it from him, but when he saw something almost like tears in her eyes the fountain broke, and he just started babbling.

“I’m sorry! I’m so sorry I just- I was talking to Alya and I worry Marinette I worry all the time, and i’m stupid and pathetic but you’re just so- you’re so perfect Mari! And I love you so much and you say it all the time and you always tell me you care about me and I know thats true I know it is, but my brain just FREAKS OUT Marinette. And I was waiting for you in here and the box was open and I knew it was your diary and I just wanted to see what you had said and see what you said when I wasn’t around and what you really thought and- and honestly the superhero thing was just kind of an unexpected other thing that was not what I was looking for but in retrospect it totally makes sense and i’m really proud of-”

Nino-” she stopped him, and he bit his tongue as he felt the full weight of her stare. It was so heavy and her eyes were a steely kind of ice-blue as she glued him to his spot. She didn’t look betrayed, but she did look… well.

If he had to define it he’d probably say ‘incredulous’.

“You looked in my diary to see if I liked you?!”

Nino didn’t say anything, he just grinned weakly at her as her disbelief blew over into a tirade. 


anonymous asked:

am i the only one hoping to see camila with a seriously hot chick with an awesome mind (but adorabale too) soon? im guessing lauren would be all jealously indirecting the fuck outta camila and new chick with 'im better than her' tweets but also emo jelly tumblr posts on the side. haha then bam! camila comes out with the new chick as her gf. ouch! thats what you get for messing with CS and all its glory, lauren sweetie. cmon mila, get you some girl that'll make lauren crazy jealous! haha

Jealous Lauren is the best: She literally gets jealous of anyone who gets close to Camila, it is funny.

Lemme present to you the evidences I have gathered to support my claim: bwahahahaha

Exhibit #1 Lauren got jealous of PR Austin:

Exhibit #2 Look at how Lauren at the background wanting to kill Shawn so bad.

Exhibit #3 Lauren was jealous of Normila too bahaha

Exhibit #4 Lauren was jealous of Caminah as well lmao

Exhibit #5 Lauren was even jealous of Camally too, could you believe that! bwahahahahaahahahaha

  • Director: I'm making ahistorical film about a strong independent woman who doesn't take crap and I need you to design her costumes
  • Costume Designer: Oh, cool, heck yeah, what era?
  • Costume Designer: Wait- wh-
  • Costume DesigneR: but-
  • Director: MAKE IT SEXY.

theorathanatos  asked:

I must've interpreted things horribly wrong but... I just finished Every Heart a Doorway and I saw Nancy's Underworld as a metaphor for actual death/suicide (I'm not implying I thought you meant it that way, it's just how I took it), like, she gets a second chance to make sure that's what she really wanted. And I found it validating. I love it.

First, I’m going to say this: the author’s intent does not matter.  Once I write the book, I don’t get to tell you what it means to you.  I can tell you what it meant to me while I was writing it, but I am no longer the arbiter of the book’s reality, because I put it out in the world where it could be read and interpreted and thought about.  So I cannot tell you that you’re wrong to think what you think, only what I meant to say.

That established, Nancy’s return to her Underworld was absolutely not intended to be a metaphor for death or suicide.  I wasn’t actually aware of the trope connecting asexual characters to death/the dead when I wrote her: I was thinking of the kind of teenager I was, and split myself down the middle into Nancy and Jack and went from there.  I was very goth, very into ghost stories and mythology, and her Underworld would have been a place I could have been happy.

Nancy is alive in her Underworld.  She is thriving.  She’s doing it very slowly, because the living statues don’t age when they stop themselves; she has so much time.  Someday she may come down from the pedestal she’s placed herself on and decide to be something new.  But she can do that, because she’s alive.  She’s just…gone to a quiet place to think and grow and decide.  She’s happy there.  She has friends.  She has people to flirt with, over the course of decades, to love and to hate and to grow close to and to grow apart from.

I don’t know whether she’ll ever choose to return to the world where she was born.  But that choice is open to her, too, if she ever wants it.  If anything, what I was implying was less about choosing to die and more about choosing to live for yourself, rather than for others.  Nancy, in the end, chose her own story, and her own self.

Someone Else (Evan x Reader Drabble)

25. “No strings attached.” with Evan 

Okay, so this wasn’t even a angsty prompt, it was a smut prompt. But your getting no sex and maybe some feels so sorry bout that. And this idea wasnt even requested and no one wanted this but I wrote it anyway??? Also I’ve never written angst so please please p l e a s e give me feedback. And I sort of tried some different things in this so let me know your thoughts?? please???

Warnings: none, more dialogue than needed, and unedited, terrible writing as always when it comes to these drabbles.

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“You know Zoe Murphy?”

“The girl you’ve been talking about everyday for literally 2 years? No I don’t think I know her” you laugh. You were currently staring at his face (well, where you assumed his face was) in the darkness. 

Tonight’s situation, you sleeping at Evan’s house, wasn’t arranged. It was spur of the moment, something you were used to. Like a hundred times before, you’d dragged the spare mattress from the other Hansen bedroom and placed it next to Evan’s bed. As always he’d offered his bed to you, and as always you refused, thinking that allowing you to stay at his house was kindness enough. Heidi hadn’t even questioned it because you were just friends right? Of course you and Evan wouldn’t be having sex because you’re just friends, best friends, but nothing more, so why would she need to be worried? 

He laughs with you, pulling you away from your own thoughts. 

“I’ve been thinking about asking her out?” he says after a silence.


You just didn’t know what to say. He’s had a crush on her for years, his anxiety was getting better, and he was happy. There was no reason for him not to ask her out. They’d make an amazing couple and would make each other so - just so goddamn happy, wouldn’t they? Yeah, they would, and they deserve to be happy - at least thats what you’re trying to convince yourself. 

“So whats stopping you?” 

“i’ve just been - well, I’ve just been over-thinking it I guess. Like even if I ask her out and even if she says yes, which I think its a long shot anyway -”

“Of course she’ll say yes, Ev, why wouldn’t she?” You interrupt him. 

“Oh .. um thanks, I don’t know? But then if she wants to kiss and i’ve never kissed anyone before, and I’m going to be so bad at it and there be no … no fireworks and she’ll break up with me before we’ve even started dating”

You don’t even know why you said your next sentence. It wasn’t planned, it wasn’t thought out, and it certainly wasn’t rational. But maybe it was because you said crazy things at 3am, or maybe because you were in love with your best friend. 

“Kiss me” you blurt out, not realising what you said until the words were already falling from your lips. “You know, for practice” you practically tripped over your own words, second guessing every response he could have as you continued to babble on. 

“it won’t be your first kiss, not your first proper one as I’m just - I’m just a friend, it won’t mean anything, no strings attached, and you can have your proper first kiss with Zoe, fireworks and all” you say, feigning a smile even in the dark. 

“Are you sure? I don’t want to ruin our friendship” Evan practically whispers.

“You’re my best friend, Ev, and you have been for years, and one meaningless little kiss isn’t going to change that.” you laugh, hoping it covers the nervousness you were feeling. 

He doesn’t respond. 

“But if you don’t want that its fine, I get it, I was out of line -”

“I want to - I mean I would really appreciate you doing that … for me” he says, sincerely. 

“Uhh sure thing.” 

Through the darkness, you clamber onto the bed next to him, as Evan reaches over and switches his light.

You couldn’t deny he looked cute. His blue t-shirt was crumpled, and plaid pyjama pants were bobbled and worn at the knees as he sat crossed legged on top of his bed. His hair was already ruffled from laying down, and a sleepy smile graced his lips. 

“Didn’t you want to keep it off? Pretend I’m Zoe?” you joke, trying to diffuse whatever emotions were in the air. 

Evan just looks at his lap, but you see the corners of his mouth still turned up, your comment obviously not offending him. 

However his lack of a verbal response intensifies the doubts already playing around in your mind. 

“Maybe this was a stupid idea, I’m obviously sleep deprived -” you start but then his hand interlinks with yours and you stop in your tracks. 

“Its not a stupid. Not to me” he says, “Thank you for doing this” he says smiling at you. 

“No worries” you say, a small smile forming to match his.

“So … where do I put my hands?” he asks after a pause. 

“Just put them on my waist,” you say, “or keep them in your lap, whatevers comfortable for you Ev” 

His hands move to your waist on top of a tee of his you had borrowed to sleep in. You just stare at each other for a moment, an awkward feeling passing between you. 

“Ok I’m going to … kiss you now” you say, cringing at your words despite trying to diffuse the situation. 

“Ok, yes, please.” he stammers, his hands nervously grasping at your tee, clenching and unclenching it in his hands. 

You cup his cheeks in your hands. You close your eyes as you brush your lips to his. They’re softer than you expected, and warm, and you almost lose yourself already. 

After barely a few seconds, you pull back and smile, taking it slow for him. 

“Ok?” you question, your hands still on his cheeks. It was barely a peck but you still wanted to check everything was ok. 

“Was I … alright?” he questions genuinely. 

“Well you didn’t hyperventilate so…” you laugh, removing your hands from his face. He smiles

“Can we go again?” he says. “I just want to be prepared you know”. 

“I know”. You knew what reassured him and comforted him because knew Evan’s anxiety inside out. You were the one he called when he was having a panic attack, when he was feeling anxious, or when he just needed someone to talk to. 

You were the one who was there. The one who was always there. 

You lean in again. This kiss is deeper but its still sweet, and tender, and innocent. 

You savour every second and every feeling: your nose pressed into his cheek, your foreheads touching softly, his blush radiating onto your skin. He’s soft and warm and gentle. He’s kind and loving and generous. And he’s not in love with you. 

You break away. You’re unsure whether these breaks were more for his benefit or yours. Either way you don’t have too long to ponder the thought until you feel Evan’s hands pull on your waist. 

He leans in this time, and suddenly your lips are connected for a third time. For a third time you’re getting far too invested in a kiss that wasn’t meant to be shared, in feelings that weren’t meant to be felt, and in a boy that could never be yours. 

His hands tighten on your waist, bunching the material of your t-shirt in his hands as he deepens the kiss and begins to take control. He runs his tongue across your lower lip like you had just done to him, and soon your the one who’s blushing, your kiss getting hotter by the second. 

He moans softly, involuntarily, but that doesn’t stop him. He continues to kiss you like his life depended on it. 

And yes, your teeth and noses were bumping together, but that barely registered. There was only one thought on your mind: Evan. You were surrounded by him - his sheets, his clothes you’re wearing, his smell. You were overwhelmed, losing all sense of time and place, not knowing how long you spent kissing him. He was the only thing that mattered to you. 

You didnt want to do this, to get too into the kiss, to fall for him even more than you currently were. But here you were, falling in love with your best friend even though he was in love with someone else.

You needed to stop this. 

But it felt incredible.

But it was wrong, and you knew it. He was your best friend for god’s sake and he was in love with someone else.

You broke away, your breathing noticeably heavy as you tried to steady your thoughts. You were reeling. 

“Why did you stop? Did I - Was it ok?” Evan asked, meeting you eyes despite his nervous manner. 

“Oh yeah, you were … really good” you said, trying to steady your voice. 

You didn’t even notice your hands had weaved through his hair until you moved them down to your lap, breaking the contact completely. 

“So why did -” he stops. He just stares at you, saying nothing and some how saying everything.

“Maybe we should get some rest?” you say awkwardly, breaking the eye contact. You couldn’t do this. You couldn’t talk about what just happened. Not tonight. Not ever. You couldn’t let him know. You couldn’t ruin this friendship with your selfish feelings - this was the thought replaying in your mind so you didn’t relive that kiss. 

Evan bites a fingernail awkwardly before nodding. 

You quickly move back to your borrowed bed before Evan switches the light out, the darkness consuming all your unspoken words.

“Thank you, Y/N. I’m glad my first kiss, real or not, was with you” he says. 

“Me too Ev” you whisper. 

And one fact was undoubtably clear in your mind: you loved him, and it took him loving someone else for you to finally realise that. 

DannyMay Day Twenty Eight: Vortex /Nocturne

…This is insane! He was a super sweet, shy boy obsessed with space. He would never hurt a fly. Now She has to defeat him to save him? The battle for humanities’ freedom from the prince of dreams.

Sam Phantom VS. Void Danny

She didn’t think something like this would happen. It was her fault. She should have listened to Tucker and dealt with it sooner. As she avoids another blast she tries to come up with a plan on how to snap him out of this. She wasn’t fast enough.

He clips her right side and she slams into a wall. Damnit, of all the times for Tucker to be stuck in dream land. Useless. She dodges another swipe. All the while Nocturne is cackling ominously in the background. She tries to talk him out of it. That gets her a foot to the gut. Winded, battered and bruised, she dives behind a crate.

Her brain is working overtime. Everything she throws at him he throws back twice as hard. She can’t keep this up. She has to end this fast. She hears him approaching.

“What’s the matter Sammy? Tired of playing with me?”

She shivers, never in her life did she think his voice could sound like that. All deep and manly. She shakes her head. Focus Sam gotta think of a plan Not how good her best friend looks in purple. She bites her lip.

“You can’t hide forever”

She screams. He snuck up on her left and whispered in her ear. Purely on reflex she punched him in the face. He staggers back, clearly not expecting that. She flies off the ground as fast as she can. He’s not too far behind. Suddenly tendrils of darkness shoot out of the wall and grapple against the ghost girl.

They wrap around her arms and legs, pinning her against the wall. They tighten as he makes his way over. He looks like a vicious, hungry wolf closing in on his helpless pray. She struggles to no avail. He slams his hand right next to her head, indenting the wall. Her heart jumps into her throat. He tilts her head back.

“Sammy, I’m hurt. I thought you wanted me to be more assertive. Why the change of mind? What’s the matter? Cat got your tongue?”

She couldn’t speak. He is way too close for her to string together a coherent thought. All she can do is stare. This is her best friend, the boy that befriended her even when others shunned her. The. Oh she may or may not have a thing for. She notices the hand holding her chin is shaking slightly. He’s still in there. She just needs to find the right way to reach him.

“Danny, I know you’re in there. You have to fight it. Fight him! I know you can do it!”

He chuckles. Then it transforms into a full blown bellowing laugh. The shadows around her body tighten. She flinches. She has to think fast. He brings his face close enough that their noses are almost touching. She can’t help the involuntary blush. Wait, that’s it! Under all of that prince of darkness shtick there’s still a fourteen year old boy!

“I like being like this Sammy, it makes me feel powerful. With Nocturne I can have whatever I want do whatever I want.“

“This isn’t you Danny. You’re a sweet guy who cares about his friends and geeks out about space! Thats my friend Danny. Not this…monster you’ve become!”

He pauses, she can see the shadows flickering. Now’s her chance. She summons what little strength she has left and leans forward. Their lips make contact. She can feel him freeze up. While he’s distracted she breaks out of her bonds and roundhouses him to the other side of the warehouse. Following her momentum she slingshots over to Nocturne’s perch. He never saw it coming.

By the time he gasped, she had already capped the Thermos. Clipping it onto her belt she rushes over to Danny. He’s laying in a pile of broken crates, all trace of Nocturne gone. He stirs.

“ugh…did anyone get the plate of the truck that ran me over?”

She doesn’t even care that he’s cracking jokes. She hugs him with everything she’s got. She was so worried, so scared to lose him. He can probably tell because he hugs her back just as tightly. He awkwardly coughs and they part. She just stares at him for what feel like forever.

“Sam, you ok?”

“Im…glad you’re safe”

andysanime  asked:

I have a prompt, if that's ok. Also I want to mention I absolutely love these stories <3. My prompt for weird Wednesday is Tony gets deaged and the guardians have to take care of him. Maybe they are on earth and Cap along with the x-avengers visit because they heard what happened and Cap thinks their better to take care of kid!Tony?

Of course its okay so send a prompt! And also thank you! :)) ALSO THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE A SHORT STORY. BUT IT HAS OVER 2.7k WORDS. So watch out for the cut.

I really hope you like it…

“So he stays like that?” asks Peter and looks down at Tony. Doctor Cho shrugs.

“I don’t have an answer for that. But mostly magic loses their strength after a few weeks. But i will contact Thor and Doctor Strange.” is her answer and Peter nods.

Tony sits on the floor and looks at some toy blocks, but he doesn’t touch them. He looks incredible sweet like that.

“Okay thank you so much for your time.” says Peter and then lift Tony up. He seems like around three years old and is healthy. To be honest that is the only thing that matters.

“You were so brave.” says Peter to Tony when they leave the building. She had to take some blood from Tony and Peter thought he would cry at all the examinations. But he was quiet and really brave.

“Otay.” says Tony and smiles a bit. Peter wants to cuddle him. What a sweet boy.

“And?” asks Gamora, when Peter enters the Tower and he shrugs.

“Nothing she can do right now. But maybe Tonys other friends can help.” says Peter and he tries to sound happy, so he doesn’t upset Tony.

“Alright. Well i send Drax with Rocket and Groot to buy some things for him. So he doesn’t have to wear that big shirt all the time.” says Gamora and Peter groans.

“Why would you send these idiots?” asks Peter and Gamora laughs.

“Because i have a date!” she answers and is gone. Peter chuckles. There was a time where he would be jealous, but it changed a lot in the last year.

“Yondu?” yells Peter then and a moment later Yondu comes into the kitchen.

“What?” asks Yondu and he sounds annoyed. Tony giggles and holds his little hands out.

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made the mistake of watching this again and GOD. im forever gonna be bitter over this show i think because this is honestly one of the most romantic scenes in anime. 

reina showing up to the date dressed up all fancy and hiking a mountain in friggen heels to impress. ya girl kumiko hauling her heavy as hell euphonium up a mountain for reina when she had previously declined to even carry it to the riverbank for practice. “but i don’t hate pain” “what? thats kind of hot.” frank discussion of the incident that has been plaguing their relationship since episode 1. “it’s a confession of love.” “it makes me want to peel that good girl skin off of you.” bonding over wanting to be special and stand out from the crowd. The fucking intense moment when Reina cuts off her “kousaka-san” and quietly but firmly orders her to use her first name with no honorific. the worshipful way Kumiko whispers “…Reina.” “At that moment, i felt like i wouldn’t mind losing my life.” The Lip Touch. the ending duet.

Like at least we’ll always have this and the other later confession scene, but i can never forgive this show for giving us such a good and intense relationship and then dancing back away from it to say they’re just Gal Pals. 

The Scientist - BuckyxReader- One Shot

Originally posted by captaincentenarian

A/N - Angst isn’t my strong subject but after listening to Corinne Bailey Rae’s version of The Scientist, it’s made me want to write this so bad.

Bucky x Reader - Bucky takes you for granted.

Warnings - Angsty then fluff.

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Size||Why don't we||Preference four♡

Summary: You struggle with your size, even though they think you are the most beautiful girl in the world.



Requested:Not on here

A/n:Every single one of you are beautiful! Taken from my Wattpad:)

Daniel Seavey- You stood in the room you and Daniel shared at the Why Don’t we house, your shirt rolled up to the bottom of your bra, as tears streamed down your face. When you were younger you were a little heavier than most, causing some asshole people to make fun of it and you. Over the last 2 years you had started working out 3 times a week and you had noticed a huge difference from how you once looked and felt, some of that having to do with working out and some of that having to do with Daniel, he had made you feel so incredibly beautiful. Your mental health along with your actual health had been improving so much and not a day went by where Daniel didn’t tell you that he was proud of you and that you were beautiful, he knew how much you struggled with your self image and did anything he could to help you. But all the hard work you had seem to do undid its self a few days ago, the words replaying in your head over and over again.

You and Daniel had gone out to eat lunch, he had been so busy in the studio that he hadn’t had much time to spend with you over the last week so he had taken you out to a nice lunch before you spent the day together.

After you had sat down, he excused himself to the bathroom after telling you want he wanted so you would order for the two of you.

When the waitress from the restaurant came over to the table where the two of you sat by the window you could instantly tell she wasn’t in the best mood, so you tried to be extra nice and smile more, thinking maybe she had just dealt with a really rude person and could use one.

After you had told her what Daniel had wanted you glanced at the menu one more time before shutting it and tell her what you wanted. Instead of writing it down, she looked at you with an eyebrow raised.

“You sure you want to order that?” She asked, you looked at her confused. Was it bad?

“Yeah why?” You asked, your voice a little softer than it had once been.

“Its a lot of calories,Maybe try a salad honey. If you get any fatter he isn’t gonna stick around” She laughed before writing down what you had once ordered and then snatched the menu from your hands and walked away, shaking her head in the process.

You looked down at your hands, tears brimming in your eyes.

You were taken out of your thoughts when Daniel opened the door and walked through, stopping right away when he saw the tears following down your face. You quickly shoved your shirt down and walked over to the bed, sitting down and wiping the tears away that were falling from your eyes.

“Baby, whats wrong?” he asked, shutting the door behind him and getting on the bed, sitting criss cross apple sauce facing you.

“Am I getting fat to you?” you blurted out, shock and sadness plastered his face. Daniel never really understood why you were so self conscious, from the moment he met you he thought you were the most beautiful girl he had ever seen and even though he was proud of you for working out and trying to better yourself he never even thought for a second that you needed to lose weight and he could’ve cared less if you gained. You would always be perfect to him, no matter what.

“What baby? No why would you ask that?” He asked, reaching his arms out and pulling you onto his lap, your head now leaning on his shoulder as your legs hung over his lap and on the bed.

“When we went for lunch the other day.. you went to the bathroom and when I ordered for myself she asked me if I was sure thats what I wanted because it was a lot of calories and she told me if I got any fatter you wouldn’t stick around"You told him, not looking into his eyes anymore as you whispered the ended, not wanting to say it yourself.

"Excuse me?” He asked, anger breaking out all over his face.

“She said what?!” He hissed. He brought his fingers to your chin, making your head tilt up and your eyes connect with his.

“Y/n, you are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen in my whole life. I thought that from the moment you walked into the Bakery that day and Ive thought it everyday since. If you lose fifty pounds or gain fifty pounds you will still be the most beautiful girl I’ve ever laid eyes on. Please don’t listen to a stupid girl like her. I love you so much babygirl and nothing you could ever say or do would make me leave you, even more so over something silly like weight. I love you for you, not what you look like.”

Jack Avery- You sat on the couch in the living room of the Why Don’t we house, looking through the comments of the most recent post Jack had posted of the two of you. Hating yourself more as you continued.

You had always been skinny, skinnier than most. When you were 13 you were diagnosed with an over working thyroid, which meant it burned off an extreme amount of calories causing not a lot of fats to stay in your body. It was something you were extremely self conscious about, you felt like everyone judged you as soon as they saw you and being in a bathing suit was something you had absolutely hated, and of course that was what you were wearing in the photo. Daniel had taken the photo of the two of you when you, the boys and a few of their girlfriends had a pool party. From the moment Jack saw it he fell in love with it, the way the two of you were looking at each other seemed to capture the love you two shared, but what you and everyone seemed to see was how Skinny you were.

Wdwfanforever Does she even eat?

Seaveymydaniel her legs or a stick? 99% Of americans can’t tell the difference

Jackypooavery Someone get this girl a burger

And that was just the start of them, there were hundreds of them,  basically all saying the same thing. On some level you had always hoped people wouldn’t notice, that it was just a you thing but after today you knew it wasn’t

"Hey baby whats up?” Jack asked, smiling at you as he walked in. You quickly shut your phone off and sat up to meet his eyes.

“Nothing really, just trying to figure out what show to watch on netlfix. I was texting Adi for some advice” You lied, giving jack a fake smile. The only other time you had gotten hate was when you two had first went public with your relationship and Jack was absolutely furious.

“Jack have you seen all the comments on your post?” Daniel frowned coming into the living room with his phone in his hand. While Jack looked to Daniel you shook your head fast, hoping he would get the hint and drop it, but Jack looked back at you before you could stop and scrunched his eyebrows together looking back and fourth between the two of you.

He pulled out his phone when you stopped him, taking his hands and phone in yours before making eye contact with him.

“Jack, really its nothing. Please just let it go and don’t get angry” You pleaded, but then Daniel opened his mouth.

“Its not nothing Y/n!” He said, Daniel had been your best friend growing up, him being the one who introduced the two of you and he had always been protective of you.

“Daniel please!” You yelled standing up, looking at him somewhat angrily in his eyes.

“Would someone please tell me what the fuck is going on!” Jack said, now leaving his spot from the couch and standing up as well.

Daniel handed Jack his phone, of course already on the post with the comments on his screen.

Jack sat back down has his face fell, reading comment after comment.

“Could you give us a second?” He asked, talking to Daniel but not lifting his eyes up from the phone, not stopping reading more and more comments. Daniel didn’t say anything, he just nodded and walked out of the room. He shut the phone off and threw it on the couch, sticking his hand up, reaching for yours. Once yours and Jacks hands connected he gently pulled you to him and sat you on his lap.

Jacks hands cupped your cheeks before his eyes locked with yours.

“When I first met you I knew I was falling in love with you when I saw you having that eating competition with Jonah, and the best part was you won” He started causing you to giggle but your eyes never unlocking with his.

“I know we never talk about how self conscious you are, I catch you looking at your body in the mirror after a shower or the way you feel uncomfortable when you aren’t wearing a hoodie. I never bring it up because I never want to upset you, but so many times have I been sitting and watching you while you laugh or when you break out into those terrible dance moves of yours when one of our songs play and overtime all I can think about is how fucking beautiful you are. Y/n, you are the most beautiful girl Ive ever seen, everyday you take my breath away and weather you are 100 pounds or 200 pounds my opinion on you will never change” Once he finished you had tears threatening to fall, god you loved this boy.

You wrapped your arms around his neck, placing with the hair that laid around the base before putting your forehead on his.

“I love you so much Jack Avery”

Jonan Marias- “You aren’t fat per say, you’re just a plus size model” Your friend told you as you took a bite from your chicken wrap as the two of you were at lunch. You instantly stopped eating your food and put it back down on the plate your face dropping completely as you pushed the food away from you, no longer hungry.

“Excuse me?” a guy asked, raged filling his whole voice, looking between you’re friend and you. You had no idea who he was, but he was hands down the most beautiful human you had ever seen in your life. He was tall and had brown hair, with the most beautiful blue eyes you had ever seen.

“What?” Your friend snapped, obviously not liking the tone he was using. The boy looked at her in disgust while you just sat there watching.

“Why would you say something like that?” He asked, you had no idea why a stranger would get so angry over a comment like this, your ‘friend’ said stuff like this to you all the time and even though you tried to get use to it, it still hurt a little.

“Well its the truth” She said, rolling her eyes as she took another bite of her salad.

“The truth? The truth is she is one of the most beautiful girls Ive ever seen. The truth is that when I walked through the door my heart started beating a little faster once I saw her. The truth is that she deserves a hell of a lot better friends than you” He snapped, causing a blush to break out on your face as the two of you locked eyes, he winked at you before turning his attention back to the bitch eating in front of you.

“I think Im gonna go, Call me next week” She snapped, picking up her bag and rolling her eyes.

“Yeah she won’t be doing that. I hope you step in dog shit” He called just before she walked out the door causing you to explode into a fit of giggles.

“Now, Im Jonah and Id like to buy you coffee” He said, taking a seat where your friend had once sat.

“Im y/n” You smiled, looking into his eyes once again.

Zach Herron- The boys had gotten a brand deal with Adidas, they had pictures of a group and then each boys had pictures with a different girl, and of course you couldn’t help but stair at Zachs picture. Although you knew it was a photo shoot you couldn’t help but feel a pang in your chest, the way he was holding her skinny body, the way their faces were lit up with happiness, it hurt you. You always felt like Zach could do better, he could go out and find someone prettier, skinner, someone who would look better with him, but he chose you and everyday you wondered why more and more than the last.

“Whats wrong?” Jonah asked, walking outside to the patio where you sat, you hadn’t realized the frown that was forming on your face until you looked up to see Jonah with a worried expression on his face. Since you had moved into the Why don’t we house Jonah had become like an older brother to you, he cared about you the way a brother would and even Zach had to admit that the two of you had adorable brother/sister moments that the fans just loved.

He sat on the end of the lounge as you brought your feet up to your chest. You handed him your phone, his face filling with confusion.

“Why are you looking at this?” He questioned, feeling like he knew the answer already.

“Because look at her, he could do so much better than me. She’s so much prettier than me, she’s skinner and her smile looks amazing. The way they look at each other makes me realize that maybe Im not what Zach wants anymore, not when he knows he could have someone like her” You told Jonah.

“Y/n..” Zach said from behind you, causing you to jump. Your face went pale, not wanting him to hear the words that had left your mouth.

“Im gonna go” Jonah trailed off, putting your phone beside your feet and running inside, knowing that the two of you had a lot to talk about now.

Zach took Jonah’s spot at the end of your feet, taking one of your hands in his.

“She will never be better than you, no one ever will be. No one else’s eyes will sparkle like Diamonds in the sun, at least not like yours does. No ones laugh with make my heart melt completely overtime, not like yours does. No one will make me want to get out of bed everyday and make amazing things happen, not like you do. No one will make me fall in love all over again just by one simple kiss, not the way you do. You are one of a kind, you are it for me. Y/n your body is perfect to me, I love the way it fits in mine at night, I love the way your thighs touch and all your curves that seem to be placed in every right way. You are so fucking beautiful to me. All those girls you say I could get, I don’t even notice them. Why would I when I already have my everything right in front of me?”

“I love you so much Zach Herron” You whispered before bringing his face close to yours, pressing your lips on his soft pink ones.

Corbyn Besson- Corbyn and the boys were having a pool party, at first you were a little excited. Although the idea of you in a bathing suit was something you weren’t a fan of it was fine because you were comfortable with the boys and you knew that you wouldn’t be judged. But your attitude changed quickly when Corbyn had told you that it was going to become more of a party as there were more people coming over. 'Great’ You thought to yourself.

At first you had told corybn that you weren’t going to come anymore, telling him that you weren’t really a party person and He knew that a lot of people in the same space caused you anxiety but he had promised to stay right by your side the whole night and that you two would leave if it all got too over whelming for you. With his puppy dog face and his “Please baby’s” You couldn’t say no to the boy you were helplessly in love with so you said yes.

You were now at the party, in a bathing suit and feeling extremely uncomfortable, you stood outside by the pool, having a conversation with Jacks girlfriend who you were extremely close too and Corbyn.

“Im gonna go get us a drink okay? Ill be right back” He smiled, kissing your cheek and leaving. You had continued the conversation with Jacks girlfriend until a guy walked up to you, right away you could smell the alcohol on his breath.

“Hey beautiful, why don’t we go check out the rooms upstairs” He winked, the idea of throwing up had never sounded like a better idea.

“Um, I don’t think her boyfriend would like that very much” Corbyn said coming back with two drinks in his hand, you looked him in the eyes, slightly thanking him for saving you.

“Eh its whatever. She’s fat anyways” He chuckled, Cobyn put the drinks down and walked over to him.

“You might want to shut the fuck up” Corbyn snapped, his face red with anger.

“Oh yeah, and what are you gonna do if I don’t?” The drunk man asked, stepping closer to Corbyn, who was now only inches apart from him. Corbyn brought his hand back, ready to punch the man when you grabbed it quickly and pulled him back. His eyes met yours and his face softened when he saw the tears threatening to fall.

“Its not worth it, please walk away” You told him, your voice breaking at the end. Jonah and the rest of the boys had heard what happen from Jacks girlfriend and all had rushed outside to see the scene that had just unfolded in front of you.

“Im gonna go get changed” You whispered, his eyes scanning yours before you let go of him and walked into the crowed house and up the stairs to Corbyns room where your overnight bag sat int the corner.

Once you had changed you decided to stay upstairs, not wanting any more social interaction for today, you had simply had enough. You were reading a book on your phone when the door opened and a still upset looking corbyn came walking in to see next to you.

“What he said wasn’t true"He said, slightly gripping your chin and brought your face up to eye level.

"You are beautiful, inside and out. I love you y/n” He told you before bringing you into a kiss. He didn’t need to give you some huge speech, the way he kissed you made you feel beautiful and honestly that was all you needed.

Maybe that guy didn’t get to check out the rooms upstairs, but you and Corbyn did that night;).


If you couldn’t tell this imagine was about you struggling with your body. I wrote this because I know many people do, weather it be because you feel to big or too small. I personally struggle with body image issues and I know how it can effect people.

Im hoping that this made some of you feel better if you struggle with the same thing. But I just want you all to know that you are all extremely beautiful people!

anonymous asked:

Hey, I haven't read the Narnia books and I'm curious about why Susan isn't a friend of Narnia or something like that anymore, can you tell me?

okay so theres this misconception that lewis scorned susan for being interested in traditionally feminine pursuits (make up, fashion, etc) but from my pov lewis didnt leave her out for simple interest in being pretty but rather because thats all she cared about
she made fickle and shallow pursuits her top priority and turned from her siblings and narnia
to be fair she was in her teens and early 20s and people are allowed to like what they want but for a time she still chose fickle friends and parties over the love and support of her family and choices have consequences 

narnia didnt abandon susan
susan abandoned narnia

theres also the misconception that susan would forever be separated from narnia and her family because of the decisions she made as young adult but lewis wrote letters to children who were concerned about susan saying that he still had hope that susan would reach aslan’s country one day but that it was a much more adult tale than he was willing to write and he even encouraged the girl he was addressing to try writing it herself

while its rather depressing that susan was stuck alone at 21 after the deaths of her entire family in one train wreck i find her (and edmund’s) story to be the most realistic 

most people lose their way at some point in their life and it takes more effort than people like to acknowledge to get back to the person you know you are
its not easy and its not fun and it definitely isnt something i would expect to find in a book for young children

susan pevensie was given the hard road but that might just make her the most realistic of all her siblings

I’m Bisexual and Ashamed

hello, this is my coming out story and why im ashamed of who I am. 

So, i think i was in fourth grade when i was questioning weather or not I liked girls. Everytime i saw a girl at the store or someone famous i thought was cute i always yelled at myself and was like “No I dont think shes cute I just like her shorts” stuff like that, trying to convince myself that I was straight. 

It wasnt until the summer between 5th and 6th grade that I sorta started to accept it. I have a best friend and she has a sister, her sister is pan and when I met her she was with a girl. Firstly, she was fucking hot, and secondly I looked up to her because she was so open about her sexuality. Beforehand I didnt know any LGBTQ+ people. 

In sixth grade I got my first “boyfriend” I didnt totally accept my sexuality yet, or better yet I didnt know the term “Bisexual” so the fact that I had a boyfriend made me think that “Well since I like a guy I cant possibly like girls” then when I heard the term “Bi” I was like ooohhhh so you can like both genders, cool! and from there I accepted it, and boom! im out to myself. 

Then came seventh grade, I really liked this girl. I became friends with her and we started dating. But heres the catch, She was popluar, im not. She decided it would be a good idea to tell everyone we were dating, even though I was only out to my best friend and my sister. 

Shit hit the fan from here. there was very little amount of people who accepted us… well, more like her. I had to explain to every single person in my grade that I was Bi. Since she was popluar she didnt get half as much backlash, barely any for that matter. For a good two days straight I couldnt walk down the hall without someone calling me a name. I broke up with her thinking it would make things better… spoiler alert, it didnt work. 

I was so hurt by what that girl did. she outed me, and if you know what thats like, you know how much it hurts. I was bullied by these three guys spificly. they were just so hurtful. I begged my mom to stay home so I could avoid it. I wasnt out to her yet so I never told her why I didnt want to go to school.

half way through 7th grade I finally told my mom, she told me “Theres no such thing as Bisexuality, youre either gay or straight” that hurt me so much. Not only did she tell me my sexuality wasnt a thing she also outed me to so many people I wanted to tell myself. She told my grandma, my aunt, my uncle, and everytime she told someone she put quotations around bi. 

Its been around 3 years since i was outed, Im 16 now, going into junior year and its still not easy. I thought that when I went to high school itd get better. It didnt. the Bulling got so bad that I went to the princaple to try and get them to stop. The princaple told me he couldnt do anything because he “didnt see a problem” and instead he gave me a detiton for “wasting my time” and “Not going to class” which was just such an eye opener for me. 

yes its 2017 but in my case, LGBTQ+ still isnt acceptable, it could be because I live in a small town but that shouldnt change the fact that people are still too afraid to come out, and for a good reason. I was never ready to come out. I was outed, and I was bullied about it since I was 12, when i was still figuing out exactly everything. From being called such bad named and being invalidated by my family, you can understand why I feel like something is wrong with me and why I try to cover it up. to this day I still avoid liking girls as best I can. everytime I do fall for a girl I emeditly get so anxious and worried that she will to get made fun of or that Ill get made fun of more. I dont know how to end this other than I needed to get it out and Im sorry for anyone who had bad coming out experiences.  The internet and this platform has helped me alot, and I just wanted to share my story.

meet the parents | jason blossom (riverdale)

Originally posted by knightlley

a/n: work by the lovely @netflixanddonuts

what is love?

for some it is a magical feeling one experiences when seeing someone they love to the point that they say they feel butterflies in their stomach.

love is that condition in which the happiness of another person is essential to your own. for me that person was jason blossom. it was love at first sight.

i opened my eyes and met his, it was magical. jason and I have been in a relationship for two months. every single second that I spent with him was heaven. 

today was the day i was about to meet my boyfriends parents. I was a just an ordinary, middle class teenager and therefore, beyond terrified of his parents’ reaction.

a million questions were zooming through my head. i put on a lacy red dress, the one jason gave me as a present. suddenly i heard a noise coming from my backyard.

It was Jason's car. I hastily grabbed my purse and left my bedroom. He gasped as soon as he saw my outfit.

“Y/N? You look amazing!” i blush a little, unexpectedly my smile had disappeared.

“babe? What's wrong?” his hands were not placed on my waist. 

“what… what if your parents don’t like me?” I stuttered.

“i don't care what my parents think about you. I will always love you, Y/N and nothing, I mean nothing, will ever change that.”

“What about your sister?” I said quickly he let out a deep sigh.


“She hates me, Jason!”

It was true, Cheryl honestly hated me. It was a classic. She was a popular girl, I was no one. And popular girls are mean, thats what makes them popular after all.

“You know what?! Let's just go. We don't want to be late.”

i slowly entered the massive, extravagant house of the blossom family. to be perfectly honest I didn’t expect anything less.

It was beautiful, but haunting at the same time. Suddenly, a tall, red haired woman approached me, smiling. She was wearing a long, black dress which made her look very slim. She was beautiful. She was Penelope Blossom, Jason’s mother.

“Jason? You made it?” She said and tightly hugged the boy.

“Mother, this is my girlfriend, Y/N.” He said while putting his hands on my waist. Her eyes were now all over me. I could sense the disappointment.

“Well, its nice to meet you, Y/N. Jason told me a lot about you.“  I returned the smile.

“Thank you fo…for having me, Mrs Blossom. You house is very beautiful” A small laugh escaped my mouth. I was extremely anxious.

“The dining room is this way.“ said Penelope "Follow me.”

jason took my hand and led me to the dining room. he sat me in a beautiful green chair taking the seat next to me. moments later the dining room door opened again and a tall, man stormed in.

Jason stood, following his moves you did too.

“Father!” Jason exclaimed and gave his father a hand shake.

“Hello Jason” He said as he shook back.

“And who may this young lady be?” He asked.

“Father, this is my girlfriend Y/N Y/L/N” He said gesturing to you.

“Ah yes! Y/N!“

Jason’s father said and he gave your hand a kiss. He sat down at the end of the table, the both of you sat after he sat down. Just few second later, a familiar girl came in. It was Cheryl.

suddenly, everything went black. My heart was racing. My chest was tight. Cheryl and I used to be friends back in the middle school, best friends actually, but all of a sudden, our friendship faded. 

She became popular, she was THAT kind of girl who becomes a cheerleader, that girl who gets a hot boyfriend and rules the whole school. I was nothing, nobody knew my name, nobody cared. Everything was darkness and gloom until Jason just came into my life. He was different, he actually cared.

"Hey babe, you alright?” my lover asked i nodded in agreement.

“Come sit with us, Cheryl, darling. Jason's girlfriend Y/N is here.” said Mrs. Blossom. After what seemed like a minute, she sat down next to her mother. She was frustrated.

“So… Y/N…” Mr. Blossom started.

“Tell us something about your family.” He said while cutting some meat on his plate.

“Well…” I could feel Cheryl's eyes on me the whole time.

“My family used to own this oil company…”

“What happened?” Cheryl cut me off she was furious.

“Um… they had problems with this whole thi…”

“So they are unemployed now?” there was a long awkward silence.

“Yes, but, you see…" she smacked her hands against the table and let out a deep sign.

"Jason?” She asked her twin “A moment?" 

Both of them excused themselves. I was confused, lost. I just wanted to be alone, In my safety zone. Where no one could see me. Mrs Blossom was just sitting there, staring at me. I suddenly started to feel very dizzy.

"Could… could you tell me where the bathroom is, please?" Mrs Blossom smiled and nodded.

"It’s right there, darling. Just take the first left." i returned the smile and walked away.

I could hear somebody talking. It was Cheryl. She was with Jason. 

I decided to come a little closer.

"A Y/L/N? Jason?! Whats gotten into you?” She shouted.

“Cheryl, listen…” He tried to calm her down.

“No! J.J! Its unacceptable!”

“I love her, Cheryl” He halfwhispered. 

I could feel my heart flutter.

“I love her and each passing second and each breath I take increases my love for her. And Whenever I feel lost, sad or defeated, I imagine her smiling and I instantly smile. She is the love of my life, Cheryl. And you are gonna have to accept that, sooner or later.”

A tiny tear escaped my eyes. I was touched by my boyfriend's words. At that exact moment, I felt it. He was the one. I quickly whipped my tears away and went back to the dining room.

After few minutes, Cheryl and Jason came back. Cheryl seemed somewhat different. She looked confused, lost. 

“We should go, Y/N. It's time.” My lover said.

“But what about the dessert?” His mother gasped.

“Maybe next time, mom”

I quickly grabbed my red coat and my purse. I was ready to go.

“You should come back next weekend!” Said Mrs. Blossom.

“We can't promise anything, mother.” Jason said, smiling.

I kissed Penelope on a cheek and hugged Clifford goodbye.

Suddenly, Cheryl appeared right in front of me.

“Cheryl? What are you…?” I gasped.

“I came to apologize.” She signed.

“Look, Y/N… My brother loves you very much. And as his sister, i want to see him happy and he really is happy with you. I’m sorry, Y/N/N, about everything.” A small tear rolled down her cheek.

“See you at Pop's tomorrow? We have a lot of things to talk about. My treat!”

I nodded in agreement.

On that day, I not only discovered unconditional love, but also true friendship. So what is love? i finally got the right answer. There are many different forms of love: either love for your family, your relatives, your significant other, god… But the strongest and most beautiful form of love is friendship.

Hey I don’t know if I asked this on here yet or not but could I please get RFA++ react to an MC with big boobs? Like they jiggle when she walks and everything? (I am personally a 36 triple D so…) I’m sorry if this makes you uncomfortable love, thank you!

Hey anon!! This doesn’t make me uncomfortable at all! In fact, this hits close to home since I’m around the same size! Thanks for the request! ❤️


  • He’s uncomfortable…
  • You can tell he gets overwhelmed sometimes and doesn’t really know what to do with them.
  • He’s never been with anyone before and especially not someone with big boobs..
  • Whenever you’re walking and they start to jiggle you can see him out of the corner of your eye blush and look away.
  • It’s clear he likes their size he just doesn’t know how to handle them…
  • But that’s ok… you’ll teach him


  • He loves them.
  • “You’re figure is almost as nice as mine ;)”
  • He’s always commenting on how good you look in everything.
  • Constantly bragging about your boobs in the RFA chat rooms.
  • But, the second someone else makes a comment or he catches a guy looking, you can tell he gets nervous.
  • He’s good at keeping his jealousy under control… for the most part
  • He would love you no matter what but your boobs are just “an added bonus”


  • She doesn’t like talking about your chest size.
  • Even if you’re the one to bring it up…
  • And she’s so obvious when she’s trying to quickly change the subject.
  • She’ll immediately talk about the nearest object around her to distract from the subject, stuttering as she tries to form a proper reason to talk about something else.
  • She’s always trying to get you to wear things that “cover you up appropriately”
  • …whatever that means
  • Even though she seems to avoid the topic, you catch her from time to time staring at them as you walk.
  • She won’t admit it but she wants you all to herself, so avoiding the topic all together keeps others from noticing.
  • At least, that’s the way things make sense in her mind…


  • He’s always point your boobs out to people.
  • He’ll walk up to random strangers and yell “YOU SEE THAT GIRL OVER THERE?!?!?! YUP! THATS MY GIRLFRIEND!!!”
  • It can be embarrassing, but you think it’s cute.
  • He comments on them as much as he can, even in private.
  • Sometimes he even asks you to walk a certain way around the house, just to make them jiggle more.
  • And always asking you questions about what it’s like to have boobs that big.
  • That boy is a mystery to this earth…


  • In private. He loves their size.
  • He obviously enjoys talking about them and loves buying outfits that “suit your figure”
  • But in public, he’s very protective.
  • Always afraid that someone might try to steal you away.
  • No one in the RFA chat room is allowed to comment on your chest size.
  • Rarely he’ll bring it up, but that’s only to make the others jealous. ~it often works


  • He thinks your figure is beautiful
  • Always comparing you to works of art
  • He has no problem with you dressing how you want.
  • He’s confident in your relationship
  • Although he talks about your beauty often, he makes sure you know he would love you no mater what your chest size is.
  • He loves you for you.


  • He’s always on the look out for people staring at you..
  • He shouts at anyone who dares to look too long.
  • He hates it when people comment on your boobs.
  • You know it’s because he’s terrified of you abandoning him.
  • You try to cover up in public so he won’t cause a scene, but it’s unavoidable
  • *sigh*
  • It’s coming from a place of love and insecurity.
  • In private you can tell he loves their size. But he only wants them for his eyes. No one else.

Thanks so much for reading! ❤️❤️

anonymous asked:

Lin for the 4 headcanons meme

What I think realistically:

Toph gave her children immense freedom but very little structure. Lin craved structure desperately, and felt anxious and afraid without it. One place in her life that had structure was her Aunt Katara and Uncle Aang’s place. Their Son Tenzin was in many ways similar to her, a person who craved control and order, and this is part of the basis of their appeal to each other as young lovers. They are both a little tightly wound.

What I think is hilarious:

In a black comedy way, I can’t see her first meeting with Lao and Poppy being anything but an epic disaster. As far as they’re concerned, she’s just like her mother, and that’s terrible. Lin is mortally offended. Su is obviously much more like their mom and they like her.

What is soul-crushing:

While Lin used to harbor some resentment that their mother bailed Suyin out of trouble, her long tenure on the police force has given her a lot of first hand knowledge of just how badly Suyin’s life could have gone, if she had gone to prison, if she had gotten in deep with the triads. She now resents the way Suyin doesn’t seem to realize just how completely she was saved and how lucky she was. It makes her furious every time she sees a dead person in an alley who got in with the triads and couldn’t get out, because Suyin doesn’t seem to get that could have been her.

What doesn’t work but I don’t care:

Lin was very close with Iroh before he left for the Spirit World. She reminded him of his nephew when he was younger. Because of this, Lin has an encyclopedic knowledge of tea.


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A/N: This is my first post with visuals, so it may not be that good.  Hopefully you’ll still like it :) It’s also based off of 1D’s song ‘Taken’ Link to song will be posted at the end

Now that you can’t have me, you suddenly want me. Now that I’m with somebody else, you tell me you love me.

I rushed into the bathroom of the club, looking at myself in the mirror. I was panting loudly, looking as if I was running from a murder by my facial expressions. I needed to leave this place before she found me. 

She is my last girlfriend that I was with, Perrie Edwards. We were together for about a year and broke up 8 months ago. I should’ve known we were coming to an end. All we did was fight constantly and she was barely home. But not being a good person and tell me to my face that we were over, she just left. It was after one of our fights. She just stormed out the house and disappeared. Me being the idiot thinking she would for the just the night, turned out she left for days, weeks, and now months. Without a simple goodbye. 

I’ve got a boyfriend now. We’ve been together for a few weeks. I don’t have honest mutual feelings for him though. I just needed someone to keep Perrie off my mind, and he was the first one to catch my eye.

Tonight, my girls wanted to take me out to the club since I hadn’t been there in awhile and they know I’ve been going through a pretty rough time. Little did I know, the person who caused my pain and distress the past few months was here aswell. 


I didn’t think it was her at first, but when I looked closer, I knew it. Everything about the way she danced, the way she sipped on her drink flirtatiously, it all just screamed 'Perrie’. At some point, she must have realized someone was staring at her because she turned her head in my direction, our eyes catching each other. She squinted her eyes, then a shocked expression came onto her face as she came into realization that it was me. I saw her start to make her way over to me, but I was quick to dart through the crowd away from her, rushing to the bathroom since it was the quickest place to go.

Just as I was about to walk out, the door opened. And there she stood, in all her glory. Same blonde hair. Same icy blue eyes. Same everything. We stared at each other for a good while, before I tried to push past her and out the door. She grabbed me by the wrists and turned me around.

“Leigh-Anne…, I-I was trying to contact you a few times. I’m guessing you changed your number or blocked mines…” I could tell she was nervous and didn’t know what to say.

“Perrie look, this is not the time and pla–”

“I know, but I just need get this off my chest and I can’t go another day without letting you know that……I-I miss you. I love you Leigh. I’m so sorry about what happened. I was just so upset and didn’t want to face you anymore, so the only way to do that was just walk away completely. I’m utterly, completely sorry because that was the biggest mistake I ever made.” She held my hand as she spoke. I could tell she meant every word, but I wasn’t having it.

I slept on your doorstep, begging for one chance. Now that I’ve finally moved on, you say that you’ve missed me all along.

“Perrie, sorry can’t fix everything. Do you know how devastated I was? How worried I was? How do you think I felt just waiting each day for you to come home, but you never did?!” I was starting to get furious by the second.

“Yes and I’m–”

“No you don’t! You don’t know because you’ve never had that happen to you before, and I’d never do anything like that to hurt you! I gave you everything for fuck sakes! When my friends found out I was with a girl, they wouldn’t even talk to me! Not even my family! I gave up every fucking thing for you and you just walked away from it all!” Tears started to sting my eyes as I yelled, Perrie tearing up aswell.

“And then you don’t even say goodbye, or any of that shit! I called you every fucking day! I texted you, hell I even called your mom and asked about you! That’s how much I love you! But you don’t even love me back!”

“Leigh-Anne, you know that’s not true. I love you, so fucking much it hurts!” Perrie said, tears pouring down her face now. I shook my head at her, biting back more tears that escaped from my eyes. 

“You don’t mean that. I’m more than positive that people around have told you I’ve got a new boyfriend, right? That’s the only reason you’re here. You don’t want me to happy at all.” I spoke harshly, not caring if it hurt her feelings at all. She stayed silent. I chuckled.

“So you’re not gonna say anything now? Now that I’m saying the truth?…….Wow, you’re really full of it.” I tried to push past her once again, but my attempt failed again. She pulled me back again, only this time with a little surprise

She kissed me.

Who do you think you are? Who do you think I am? You only love to see me breaking. You only want me 'cause I’m taken

I pushed her off of me, backing up surprisingly.

“Perrie, what the hel–” She cut me off by kissing me again. She cupped my cheeks, forcing me into the kiss. As time passed, I slowly started to kiss back, which surprised the both of us. As much as I hate to admit it, I missed the way her lips felt against mines.

As the kiss slowly began to get heated, she pulled away and pushed our foreheads together.

“Let me tell you something. I love you. With all my heart. There’s no one in this world who can love you more than I love you. Yeah I fucked up. Big time. But that was my mistake, and I’m willing to make up for it, no matter how long it takes. And I don’t give a shit about this 'boyfriend’ of yours, because I’m more than positive he can’t treat the way I treat you. And he definitely can’t fuck you like how I fuck you.” She spoke in a low voice, but her last sentence came out seductively. Without a second guess, she pushed me into one of the stalls, She locked the door and brought her attention back to me. She smirked as our lips met once again. Our tongues started to go at each other for battle quickly.

We started to feel up each other’s clothes. Since we both had on dresses, it was a quick removal of our clothes, leaving us in our underwear. We were quick to dispose of that too, leaving us completely naked.

Perrie made me sit down on the toliet as she got down on her knees infront of me. She rubbed my thighs before kissing them softly, her finger rubbing my clit.

“I’ve misses the way your pussy felt in my hands. I hope it still tastes the same.” She winked at me before digging her head inbetween my legs, waisting no time at all to start pleasing me with her tongue.

“Oh Perrie.” I moaned out, arching my back. I grabbed her long blonde hair, pushing her further down on me, grinding my pussy into her face.

“Mmmm, babe you taste so good. Just like before.” Perrie moaned against me, adding her finger in with her tongue.

I was in complete estacy. To say that I nearly hated this woman not even 10 minutes ago. Now she’s got me under her finger, fucking me with her fingers and tongue. It just makes me wonder if she’s forreal or if she’s just messing with my head.

“Perrie, I’m almost there!” I whined out, bucking my hips up more into her mouth. She added another finger, pushing me to my limit.

As I felt myself about to let go, she pulled away her fingers.

“Perrie?!” I cried out in frustration. She smirked.

“I want us to cum together babe. Wouldn’t that be so much hotter?” She chuckled.

You don’t really want my heart, no you just like to know you can. Still be the one who gets it breaking.

Even if Perrie is making me feel all good and aroused, I couldn’t shake the feeling of what happened with us. This could all be a one time thing. Maybe it’ll be a repeat. I give her my all tonight, and then she leaves for another 8 months. And thats just something I can’t put my heart on anymore.

“Babe? Are you alright?” Perrie asked, breaking me from my thoughts.

“Yeah…yeah I’m fine. Just make me cum already.” She giggled at my bluntness. She spreaded my legs apart, sitting her pussy right on top of mines. We both moaned out at the sudden feeling. We started slow, but then our grinding started to get a little faster.


“Oh my god. Leigh your pussy feels so fucking good.” Perrie growled out. I moaned out from the feeling I was feeling. 

“Perrie, just like that. I’m gonna fucking cum!”

“Me too babe, wait till I say go.” We moved even faster against each other to reach our peaks.

“Wait for it…….Go!” That was all it took. We both groaned as we came. We rode out our highs together, ceasing to an end. Perrie collasped to the floor, as I leaned on the toliet. I sighed as my mind went back to Perrie and I. Just as I was about to ask her myself, I heard some snoring. I looked and saw Perrie knocked out on the floor. I chuckled to myself.

“Nevermind,” I said to myself,“ ’s not even worth it.” I slipped on my dress and quitely stepped out the bathroom, hoping someone would wake Perrie up later. Although it would be one hell of a laugh to see the expression on that person’s face when they see this naked blonde girl fast asleep on the floor.

I sighed as I took another glance, before walking out back into the club and back home to my boyfriend. Because at the end of the day…

You only want me 'cause I’m taken.



One Direction - Taken