It was late, the dark streets of London illuminated only by street lights and bright signs that hung over the city almost hauntingly. It was the perfect night for a stroll or a nice dinner outside with a loved one but for Paula Cracker, it was the perfect night to get drunk off her arse.
She had been drinking at a small, local bar for about a hour, still not intoxicated but she could definitely feel her mind starting to whirl. Her time there was mostly spent drowning her consciousness in alcohol and being approached by multiple men who thought she was drunk enough to have their way with. Of course, she would just brush them off and continue to focus on her mug of brew in front of her and thinking over how she would spend the rest of her night on the town…
one cannot have enough of cute and random aus so here have some more
the cute and quiet customer that frequents the coffee shop where I’m a barista
and also where my rival barista works and we’re both fighting for your
attention in increasingly creative and inconspicuous ways (making foam art,
writing cheesy pick-up lines on your napkin etc. etc.)” AU.
my roommate who’s super cute and it’s the middle of the night and you’re
cramming for your exams in your flannel pajamas and disheveled hair and it’s
becoming increasingly hard for me not to kiss you” AU.
an Art student and I’m an English major and you keep stealing the papers for my
assignment to doodle and I would kill you but you’re really cute and hey that’s
actually a really nice sketch” AU.
the perpetual frowner in class and one day as I’m answering the teacher I
intentionally make a very cheesy pun and I can hear crickets but you’re laughing
out loud and that makes me feel very much accomplished” AU.
manager says the only reason the restaurant where we work at is popular is because
people enjoy eating while watching our relentless flirting with each other but
I swear to God we’re not flirting???” AU.
ditch prom to attend a local poetry slam and you’re also there and I never
really noticed what a cute smile you have and hey do you maybe want to bond
over our mutual love for ‘Howl’???” AU.
new in town and you seem very intimidating but as it turns out you have an
awful sense of direction even with a map and you’re actually adorkable so here
let me help you” AU.
Valentine’s Day and I’m single and you want to cheer me up but you can’t cook
nor bake to save your life so you make me hot chocolate instead and it is delicious
and I think I love you???” AU.
gym class and we’re playing volleyball and you spike really well and you manage
to hit the ball square in my face and I think I’m bleeding and you’re
apologizing profusely and it’s okay but you’re really cute so I guess I’ll take
you up on that offer for coffee” AU.
the jerk-face customer that keeps on thumbing through their phone while ordering
their drink so I exact revenge by spelling your name wrong on your cup and
drawing phallic pictures on your coffee” AU.
mutual friend invites us to go shopping with them and it’s kind of awkward and
now you’re pushing them around the mall in a shopping cart and you’re both
screaming like excited children and I’m paying the cashier and pretending I don’t
know either of you” AU.
mutual friend invites us for Thanksgiving dinner with their other friends and
now there’s a full-fledged food fight going on with potatoes and turkey flying
everywhere and we’re both seeking refuge under the table whilst sharing a bag
of chips that you brought (just in case)” AU.
and I are both baristas at a coffee shop and one day I step out of the café to
take a break and walk in on you gleefully drawing phallic pictures on the
chalkboard outside that no one pays attention to so what are you doing?” AU.
and I go out to a sushi bar and the sushi chef yells at you for being allergic
to a particular kind of fish and now you’re crying and I’m trying to comfort
and I are at a sushi restaurant and you’re continuously snagging sushi off the
belt that I have to pay for and you don’t seem to be going to stop anytime soon
but you look so cute when you’re eating with that smile on your face what the
hell man” AU.
mailman constantly mixes up your home address and mine together and keeps on
sending me your letters and packages and I’m sorry I look through them but your
life seems very interesting as well as those books on black magic in one of your
packages so wanna talk about it over a cup of coffee?” AU.
both strangers sitting in the same booth at an eatery because all the other
booths are full and you’re drawing smiley faces on your plate with ketchup and
wow your concentrated frown is cute” AU.
our mutual friend’s wedding and they keep shoving us into each other because we’re
the only ones at the ceremony who are single” AU.
my roommate and it’s way past midnight and you’re talking about how Charles
Dickens inspired prison reform and how the moon must feel insignificant because
it borrows light from the sun and this is all very interesting but will you
please shut up and go to sleep” AU.
actually a really friendly and chill vampire and at night you float around
outside of my bedroom window to talk with me about the universe and stuff” AU.
going through my sketchbook and giving questioning looks and I swear to God I’m
just a deranged artist and not a serial killer” AU.
live next door to each other and I can see you through the window while you’re
dancing to your iPod in your flannel pajamas and disheveled hair and God you’re
a dork” AU.
been standing in line at the coffee shop for hours and you casually cut through
for your drink but also buy me my favorite blend and now I’m not so sure what
to make of you” AU.
sick so you make me chicken soup and I’m really grateful but I’ve also seen you
read books on magical spells and potion-making so I’m not sure if I should
drink your soup in case it turns me into a toad” AU.
a scrawny black cat in our neighborhood that hates everyone and everything but
follows you around for some reason and I see you pet it and feed it fish fries
are you a witch” AU
a perpetual frowner and most certainly not a morning person and I work
part-time at a breakfast bar and your disheveled hair and content smile as you
eat my waffles and scrambled eggs is the only thing that can get me to smile”
the one in class who has tattoos all over their arms and piercings and
everybody’s scared of you and one day I catch you watching cat videos and doodling
in the middle of a lecture and wow you’re a dork” AU.
work part-time as a cashier at the local corner store and you come here
regularly to shop and bond with me over the microwavable chicken bites so how
about I take you out on a proper date instead?” AU.
the owner of a magic shop and you discover my magics one day when you walk in
on my cat flying around inside the shop on a broom and now I have to take you
in as my apprentice or turn you into a toad” AU.
the health-conscious med student and I’m the chain-smoking art student who’s
also your barista and you leave me notes on smoking and lung health on your
napkins and also a 20-page essay on lung cancer tucked under your saucer” AU.
a tea-lover yet you come to the coffee shop where I work at just to see my foam
art and you give me hefty tips regularly so I’ve taken it upon myself to master
the art of tea-making just for you” AU.
a fashion major and I’m working on my illustrations and maybe I’ve had too much
coffee but I swear I just saw one of the mannequins move so here I am calling
you in the middle of the night please help I’m scared” AU.
work at a fast food restaurant and as you hand me my food you lecture me for
ruining my health what is this hypocrisy” AU.
egging a random person’s house to relieve stress and you join me and as it
turns out the house belongs to your ex and now they are chasing us as well as
the police and now we’re both in jail waiting to be bailed so um you wanna talk
about it?” AU.
- Tightly roll your clothes when you pack them instead of a standard fold. This is what I always refer to as “military packing”, because it’s how my dad learned to pack in the army. It allows you to fit more in your bags.
- Do not forget toiletries, those who have periods make sure you grab your products as well, you do not know how long you’ll be gone or if you’ll have the availability to get more. Unscrew the lids to things like shampoo or anything that might leak and place plastic wrap over the opening (ziplock bags work as well), then screw the lid back on, this will prevent any leaking.
- Grab all prescription medication and EPI Pens, it is also a good idea to pack any NASIDs (ibuprofen and other anti-inflamatory mediciation),and allergy medication like claratin, zyrtec, or benadryl. Grab any emergency medical kits in your house and make sure they have bandages, gauze, sanitizing wipes, and neosporin. If your box is big enough, pack a small sewing kit, a lighter, a ball of steel wool, a 9 volt battery, a swiss army knife, and small food bars like protein bars or granola bars.
- Grab all personal documents, IDs, passports, SS cards, birth certificates, insurance cards, including car insurance, legal documents including marriage licences and tax papers. If available place these in large ziplock bags to keep them safe from getting wet or dirty.
- Grab all family heirlooms, photographs, gold and other valuable jewelry, diplomas, and other irreplaceable items.
- Pack power banks and charging cords
- Most shelters only allow service animals, please find lodging for your pets, make sure collars and name tags are secured and that you’ve entered your information on their chips, pack food for your animals as well. DO NOT ABANDON YOUR ANIMALS
- Withdraw cash from your bank, grab check books, take your wallets and purses and make sure your cards are in them.
- It is getting colder. Pack hats, gloves, scarves, water proof coats, lots of socks and underwear, water resistant boots.
- Pack plenty of water, non perishable and ready to eat foods, manual can opener. Also bring flashlights
- if you have infant children pack baby formula, even if you normally breast feed
Remember to stay safe, do not panic. Do not drive recklessly, many people are trying to find a safe place, bad driving will only cause accidents which will slow down evacuation routes more. Stay safe friends.
Lush’s Brightside bubble bar - SMALL AMOUNT! A little goes a long way!
Handful of oats
16oz of almond milk
Half dozen roses - use 3 for petals and toss 3 whole heads in
Medium sliced orange
Small sliced lemon
Layer ingredients as listed above, running the bath water after you have added the oats. As it fills, feel free to mix in the milk. Be sure to stir the water with your hands as the water rises, gently whispering your intent. You may also light your candles as you wait and be sure to exercise fire safety!
This bath is one of self care and love. Speak softly and kindly phrases such as “I am powerful” and “I am knowledgeable” when stirring - we want it to be brimming with lovely positivity! Once the tub is full, shut off the water and add your flowers and fruit.
Whilst in the tub, visualize any negative thoughts or energies being washed away. Deeply inhale the lovely fruity, floral scents around you. Think of yourself as royalty! You deserve this luxurious soak!
Remain in the tub for as little or long as you see fit. I stayed in until the water got chilly!
After your soak, be sure to drain the tub carefully - little bits like lavender buds and oats can clog your bath.
And that’s it, loves! You took a bath worthy of the majestic creature you are!
Note: You may use as many or as little of these ingredients as you like, or substitute if need be - whatever you need to make YOU feel great!
Dean’s attention was pulled away from Charlie (who snorted
into her drink) when Castiel grabbed his arm.
“Uh,” Dean said, feeling like he was missing out on some
vital information. Castiel’s wide eyes were a little too bright and his cheeks
were flushed with pink, indicating that he was probably a little bit drunk,
though that still didn’t help clear up the situation.
“Come here!” Castiel dragged Dean by the arm across the
crowded room until they stood in front of a short brunette who Dean thought was
named Meg. Castiel wrapped his arm around Dean’s waist and squeezed him to his
“I told you!” he told Meg triumphantly. “I have a boyfriend!”
Meg looked Dean up and down incredulously. “You’re dating Dean Winchester?”
Starting to catch on, Dean put a possessive arm around
Castiel’s shoulders. “Yeah, he is. Got a problem with that?”
Help. I’ve fallen hard for Mystic Messenger and I can’t get up.
I’m one of those fans who have multiple MCs, cause damn they all deserve to be happy. It’s just more fun that way for me ^-^ In all my MM headcanons, art, and fanfics- I always use these girls.
How their story works is that Unknown has 5 different girls to choose to send to the RFA, and whichever member he wants to manipulate determines which girl he chooses to be the party planner (and therefore determining what route the player is on.) All 5 of them were specifically chosen because Unknown knew they would have the most significant influence on their target RFA member.
If you want to know who they are and read more about them, just continue under the cut!
Viktor, who has been living on his own for 10+ years and probably lived under the thumb of Yakov beforehand, is a neat person who always does his laundry and the dishes. He can cook because he’s been living on his own for 10+ years. His skate bag is neat and organized.
Yuuri, who is 24 years old and has NEVER LIVED ON HIS OWN EVER, has been sharing an apartment with ANOTHER TWENTY SOMETHING IN DORMS/STUDENT APARTMENTS, does things like: piles plates in the sink. First person to knock them over washes them. Has A Chair in his bedroom where the clothes all inevitably go to live instead of the hamper. Does weekly walks of shame where he carries all of his mugs and water glasses into the kitchen. Forgets to eat and then at midnight makes himself three meals worth of food at once–a microwave pot pie, a box of macaroni and cheese and an EZ Freeze Frozen Stroganoff dinner. Every time someone opens his skate bag, a small explosion of granola bar wrappers and half-empty water bottles emerges. Viktor screams softly to himself on a daily basis because Yuuri has ONE BOTTLE of dollar store shampoo in “Ocean breeze” scent that he uses for both body and hair. What’s conditioner?
If there was one thing you were certain of, it was that the purpose or your existence was to love Kim Taehyung, and his was to love you. Throughout countless lifetimes the two of you have longed for each other, but just like parallel lines, though your souls always seemed to be travelling in the same direction, it was impossible that they could ever meet and become one.
Author’s Note: This was inspired by the Fallen series which I read when I was like 12 lmao
You were no longer sure who, or where, you had been the very first time you laid your eyes on Kim Taehyung.
So many lifetimes blurred together into one, your existence was so scattered throughout time you had begun to lose track of it. But in each life, no matter who you were, regardless of whether you lived a life of luxury or one of extreme poverty, he was always there. Your existences were irreversibly intertwined.
You didn’t know why. You didn’t know how. You had no clue if there were others in the world who lived through multiple existences, or if any of them remembered each individual life the way you did. In no life had you ever dared ask, for fear of sounding crazy or being whisked away to the closest asylum.
In some lives you were close to him. In a few, you even grew up as childhood friends. You remembered those lives more clearly than most. One in particular that you remembered with a shocking clarity was England in the 1600s. Your family lived on and ran a small farm out in a tiny rural village. It had been a tough life, getting up at the brink of dawn every morning and not returning from the fields until the sun finally dropped behind the earth, but the hard work paid off and there was always a sufficient amount of food. You could still feel the wonderful sensation of the cool, crisp early morning air against your skin, even now.
Taehyung’s family had owned a bakery and every morning, just as you set out to work the fields, his mother would send him round to deliver bread in exchange for milk.
Even from a young age, you’d felt the pull towards him, that feeling which was now so painfully familiar. He was like a magnet, he could only be resisted for so long before you had no choice but to give in.
For some reason, you’d thought in that life that perhaps things would be different, perhaps it wouldn’t end in the same fashion that all the others had. You were no longer sure what had caused you to think this, maybe getting to spend so long by his side had lured you into a false sense of safeness. You weren’t as foolish now as you had been then. You’d learnt the hard way that there were never any exceptions.
You still dreamt about that life sometimes. You dreamt about the way the long honey coloured strands of wheat matched his eyes and the sound of his laughter getting caught between trees in the nearby forest as you played together. But more vividly, you were haunted by the shy, gentle first touch of your lips to his, you were tormented by that fleeting moment of happiness that had existed just before everything crumbled away to dust.
In other lives, however, Kim Taehyung was painfully out of reach. One of you would be of a much higher status than the other, meaning any attraction you felt was forbidden. You could recall a few lives where you ended up being born into a wealthy family and Taehyung had been employed by your family in some way. He had once been a gardener, and another time a cook, and you were fairly sure he had also been a stable boy at some point. But you hated those lives the most. Any interaction with him was dialled down to a minimum and it made your chest ache awfully. Those lives were made of nothing but longing glances and sad smiles.
Kim Taehyung never seemed to remember you. Unlike you, he seemed blissfully unaware of the fact that he had lived hundreds of times before, and that you had been present in each and every one of those existences.
Needless to say, it was heartbreaking to look into the eyes of the man you’d loved for centuries and for him to have absolutely no clue who you were. But it was even more heartbreaking to watch as he fell hopelessly in love with you. The dreadful cycle was doomed to repeat over and over, possibly for eternity.
Because the two of you could never be together.
In every life, without fail, the first kiss with Kim Taehyung was also always the last. You’d spent so many days and nights in complete anguish, wondering why the two of you had been cursed with such a cruel fate.
Because after every first kiss with Kim Taehyung, your body would burst into flames.
Imagine working in a small and quiet bar where Loki is a frequent guest. The two of you become good friends and find out you have same interests and likes. One day, a customer comes in and shows interest in you and you to him, but the longer he stays, the weirder it becomes with questions that make you feel uncomfortable and every sense of your body telling you to politely change the subject. Seeing your discomfort, Loki quickly comes to your aid, at first with ordering a drink and staying beside, so the man can’t ask anything weird, despite the glares he receives. When the man leaves, you thank Loki, who only smiles and stays with you until you end with the shift so he can escort you home for your safety. You thank him with a kiss on a cheek.