so then I never have to stop

drag race queen: *commits murder*

fandom: that’s really problematic ://// like…. i’m still a stan and i love her and all but i hope she grows and changes her ways…… hopefully she’ll educate herself and learn that murder is bad and become better uwu wish ppl would stop judging her so much tho :(( she’s only human!

drag race queen: *doesn’t have 100% flawless make-up*

fandom: LMAO fuck that ugly BITCH! who does she think she is???? with that BUSTED ass face lololol she should have never been on the show, she’s such a FLOP i hate that gross bitch lol let me send her some death threats and some evil shit LOL all t, no shade ;)))

anonymous asked:

You all think you are so educated but you fail to see the problem with these books. You're writing about abusive relationships, homophobic, racist and sexist characters

1. I have never claimed to be educated, even though I hold pieces of paper I paid dearly for, I don’t view myself as educated. 

2. Abusive relationships. Now that is something I personally know about. They are everywhere, repeat everywhere. Does that mean we should stop writing about them?  Stop readers, especially young readers, from recognizing the signs of abusers through fictional characters?  How many young readers will recognize the aspects of Tamlin now and run the hell away from that relationship. 

3. Homophobic. I’m using TOG as my example. Aedion finds all genders attractive. He has bedded both men and woman. Aedion is bi and is a main character. Emrys is mated to a male. There was a fleeting moment that Aelin thought Gavriel was with Rowan. She did not feel disgusted or judge. Where is the homophobic nature in that writing?

4. Racist. Where? Aelin befriends Nehemia, to the point that her death wrecks her. She is a princess and is shown the respect of a princess. In ACOTAR SJM highlights racism, there is a divide between high fae and lesser fae. Rhys and Tarquin talk of changing their world. Removing the divide. In Velaris, there is not a divide, Feyre sees this.

5. Sexism is EVERYWHERE. Every female (fantasy and real) feels it day in and day out. SJM writes sexism into her books instead of sweeping it under the carpet like many do. She writes about it. Acknowledges that is is there. 

Just because we write about the very negative aspects of society does not mean that we condone them. We are reading books that are highlighting those negative aspects and trying to show us how to make the world better, while giving us a fictional escape from our crappy world. 

I agree that the books can be problematic and are not perfect, but please share with me a fantasy book that is. Hopefully I have read it, if not I will buy a copy and start a fandom (if one is not created).

i loved you, then i lost you {0}

a/n: burn me pls, i was working on a jimin x yoongi fanfic and the cup of coffee but i kind of just stopped in the middle of writing the drafts :,) have this shit fest instead 

also i guess this is just a short introduction/drabble for the series?? that’s why its so short lmao kill me :)

pairing: taehyung x reader

genre: fluff + angst

summary: you watched and watched as taehyung suffered from his one-sided love, comforting him when he cried, comforting him as he threw up those fucking flower petals. it hurt you whenever he would stare lovingly into that girl’s eyes, giggling and playing with her hair. it pained you when he kept throwing up flowers, pushing the thought that his lover didn’t love him away; he was so dejected, yet he never saw how much happiness he brought to you.

Originally posted by hyosong

“Fuck!” The limp, weak male curled over the toilet as he slammed his hand on the ground, tears slipping out from his eyes and dripping down his face. You rubbed his back as he threw up, watching as the flowers cascaded down and into the water. They were quite beautiful, actually - the varieties of shapes and colors, how they seemed almost too perfect to exist. Yet, they had to exist in Taehyung. 

Kim Taehyung, 21 years of age. Always sweet and kind, not to mention that his looks and personality caught women’s attention quickly. He had been dating a girl for almost two years now, a girl named Suha. You hated the girl’s name, not understanding how Taehyung was still by her side; the girl would date other boys behind his back, coming back to him with obvious visible hickeys that formed over time from her other “boyfriends.” He never seemed to notice them - you felt sad for Taehyung. He had searched for the one for almost his whole life, being dejected and having two day girlfriends. Suha was the only one he seemed to connect with. Well, that was what he thought. She was a liar, god damn bitch and never deserved Taehyung’s love - it made your blood boil. Your eyes watched him as he let out a dry, painful cough with a choked sob, his shaky hand clutching onto your arm - he clung to it as the flowers kept flowing out, as if he were hanging onto it for dear life. The dim light flickered for a split second, the quiet honking of the cars passing by muted by the walls of the house. 

“(y/n),” Taheyung choked, attempting to speak while the flowers were beginning to become smaller in groups, hinting that the end was almost near. “I-I- water..” you let out a small sigh, putting a finger to your lips. 

“No talking, Tae. It’ll be painful if you do.” You whispered softly, stroking his head slowly. The two of you sat there for about two more minutes before he could finally breathe, looking up at the ceiling. His eyes were bloodshot from the countless nights of throwing up and extremely red from the crying. You smiled and ran your thumb over his knuckles, patting his arm. “It’s over now. I’ll get you some water, alright? Stay here and don’t move.” He nodded, lowering his head and removing his hand from your arm. Standing up, you quickly forced yourself to walk towards the kitchen and grab a glass of water, staring at the clock with tired eyes as the cup was being filled. It read 3 AM, and even after all the times you stayed awake to help him, your body wouldn’t damn adjust. 

Returning to Taehyung, you sat down next to him and helped him drink the water, tipping the water into his mouth. He wiped his eyes quickly, smiling at you weakly. “Thank you, (y/n). What would I ever do without you?~” He faked a sob, wrapping his arms around your waist and hugging you tightly. You let out a quiet chuckle, rocking him side to side while he drifted into sleep. Gosh, time really did seem to fly when you were with him. It was already about 5 AM, and you had classes at seven. 

“Alright, lets go,” you murmured, helping him up and wrapping his arm around your neck, stumbling to his room and dropping him on his bed. You stared at him sleep peacefully, his face paler than usual. A small sigh escaping your lips once again, you turned around and shut the lights off. “Good night, Taehyung.”

Picking up the phone as it vibrated against the bathroom counter, you answered the call. “Heoo?” You asked as you brushed your teeth, staring at the mirror. 

“(yn)! I’m going on another date with Suha!” Taehyung’s voice piped loudly, causing you to move the phone away from your ear. You felt yourself rolling your eyes, spitting the toothpaste out and rinsing your mouth. 

“What help do you need now?” You asked, wiping your mouth with a towel and walking to your bedroom and opening the closet door. 

“Aish, don’t act like I’m such a burden, (y/n)!~” He giggled over the phone while you picked out clothes, laying them on the bed. Placing the phone on the dresser and pressing the speaker button, you groaned loudly. 

“Just tell me what you need help with, Tae.”

“Okie dokie!”

You quickly changed into your clothes, standing up correctly and staring at the body mirror in the corner of your room. You chose a plain, flowery blouse with the color of comforting pastel pink along with a simple pair of light blue jeans.You slipped your socks on, taking your phone off the dresser and grabbing your bag. “Alright, so what did you need again?” You spoke, taking him off the speaker and bringing the phone close to your ear, walking downstairs and grabbing your shoes. 

“Okay, so I heard she likes flowers and stuff, so should I bring her flowers?”

“..Taehyung,” you let out another groan, walking out the house and shutting the door closed behind you. “yes. you should, you idiot.” He giggled as you locked the door, turning around and walking towards the college building. “I gotta go. Have fun, Taehyung.” Ending the call with a glare at the phone, you shoved it in your pocket and opened the doors to the building, rushing over to your friends waiting near the classrooms. 

“(y/n)!” A girl with large, rimmed glasses waved excitedly, her short, black hair bouncing up and down. 

“Hey, Jenny.” You smiled, giving a hug to everyone else. 

“Somethin’ wrong? You sound tired.” Another girl spoke up quickly, her doe eyes wide and filled with worry. 

“I’m fine, Yoni. Taehyung just asked me to help with Suha again, that’s it.” Your hand clutched the strap of your bag tightly as they both let out a groan of frustration.

“Come on, (y/n). Just make him break up with her. Has he not seen her with other boys already?!” Yoni sighed, tucking a piece of her loose hair behind her ear. “I mean, I know he’s been searching for, um..” quoting the air with her fingers, “the one, but he’s just super..”

“Don’t say it, Yoni.” You held up your hand, shaking your head slowly. “It’s fine. He’s just gonna keep chasing after her.” Jenny stared at you with a stoic expression, grabbing both of you and Yoni’s arm, dragging you to class. 

“Whatever, that dude is too stupid anyways. Lets go to class.”

Her stingy response caused Yoni to look at you with a confused expression, eyebrows raised and mouth agape. You shrugged. Jenny never liked Taehyung in general because he was too naive and slow-minded; she, of course, according to the cliche, was the smart kid who hated the “dumb” ones. Taehyung did not fit your definition of dumb in your book, just..caught up in his own mind sometimes. Jenny proceeded to drag the two of you to class and plopped you down smack into two empty seats, ignoring the yells from the professor for walking in so abruptly, interrupting his lesson. Her face wore a smug smirk, grabbing her pencil case out and laying the supplies down on the table.

“This is..gonna be a long day, isn’t it?” Yoni whispered.

The day went by quickly, and before you knew it you were outside the college door and dialing Taehyung. It was silly, actually - how you would call him right you went out of school. People were considering that the two of you were dating, but you quickly denied that ridiculous rumor. Of course, the two of you were close; he had been friends with you since you could first remember. The light breeze blew your hair in your face as Taehyung answered the call, letting out a tired sigh.

“Let me guess,” You began to walk away from the entrance, moving the hair out your face. “she said she had something to do and left.”


“Taehyung, come to my house. Sleepover.”



You hurried over to the convenience store, grabbing as many snacks as you could and stuck a box of Pocky in your mouth, furrowing your eyebrows while you counted the price. “Okay, if I just get rid of the chips, I should be fine.” You smiled at your math skills, returning to the cashier and laying the snacks down on the table. 

“Oh my, that’s a lot. Party?” The man asked as he began to scan the items, placing them in the small bags on the side. 


“Have fun, then.” He smiled, handing you the bags. You nodded, giving him the money and smiling back. 

“Thank you!” You hurried out the store, rushing to the front of your house, bumping into Taehyung. 

“Oh! (y/n)! You got snacks!” He grinned, taking some bags off your hands. You grabbed the key out of your bag, sliding it in the hole and opening the door for the two of you. 

“Of course I did. We do this every time.” You told him, dropping off your bag and walking to the kitchen, pouring the snacks down. 

“There’s so much! Did you get like, money from the heavens or something?!” Taehyung gasped, staring at you with wide eyes. He stared at the snacks with awe as you took a bottle of water, taking a small sip.

“I wanna make sure you don’t feel so bad when those flowers come up again.”

His face fell almost immediately, bringing his hand up to his throat and setting the bags down. “Oh, yeah. Lets get ready,” he whispered, rubbing around his throat and chuckling softly. 

“She what?!” You shrieked, sitting up from the floor and dropping a chip. Taehyung laughed, laying down on the pillow. 

“You’re really funny, (y/n)!” He wrapped his arms around his stomach, trying to catch his  breath. “Don’t be so serious, it’s fine! She’s super busy with her job, so she had to go!”

You fought back the urge to tell him how slow he was being, hugging your knees tightly. Taehyung continued to laugh as you played along, biting your tongue in hopes that you’d forget about it and have fun.

That was the problem; you couldn’t get rid of that feeling. That feeling that was slowly eating you up, it’s sharp teeth biting in your flesh and ripping it apart from you.The feeling when Taehyung held hands with Suha so happily, tightening his grip, then releasing her hand after she said “I don’t like that, you’re hurting me.” Your mind was swirling with questions for him - why did he love her? Why would he stay with her? Why is he making himself suffer? Doesn’t he know that he could die because of what he’s doing? Will he ever break up? Those questions pounded inside the walls of your mind, staying in place for the rest of your time with him. Fuck, he looked so happy when he finally told you he had gotten a girlfriend. His eyes were wide open, cheeks pink, almost trembling from excitement. You, of course, were also happy that he had gotten a soulmate. You thought that she would be different since he was acting so happy; but no. She was only there for his looks. For his hands to crawl all over her - she obviously didn’t think about it thoroughly and found out he was too..kind for that kind of act. She became bored, became annoyed by his presence, yet she never gave him up. She knows how much you care about him, how close the two of you were. Having the audacity to keep him to herself and make him suffer made you so angry you wished you could take him away, away from her. Away from what was giving him the most pain, the one who made his hell visible to him.

You stared at Taehyung with a smile, turning on the television. “What movie do you want?”

“I dunno..can we just watch the news?”

“The news?” You scrunched your nose, staring at him with confused sprawled all over your face. “Why?”

“Just ‘case. I wanna see how boring it is.”

You shrugged, changing the channel to a news channel and set the remote down, leaning your head against the couch leg. The news was in fact, very boring to you two. They talked about the weather, and too many commercials annoyed you. Looking up at Taehyung again, you noticed his expression changed completely. His eyes didn’t seem very..sparkly anymore. You swept it off, returning your attention to the television. After all, it was about midnight. He must feel tired, right?

“Tae, you tired?” You asked quietly, your eyes still glued to the screen. 

“No, why?” He responded softly, glancing at you. 

“You look off today,” you turned to face him, sitting up on your knees. 

Taehyung brushed the hair out of his eyes, raising an eyebrow. “I do? Do I look sick?” He sat up, grabbing his phone out and checking his face in the camera. Letting out a loud sigh, he flopped back down on the couch, shaking his head. “I’m not tired, just bored. I wanna do something. You aren’t fun today.”

“I ran out of jokes.” You mumbled.

“But I’m bored.”

“If you’re bored, shouldn’t your girlfriend be comforting you right now!?” The words slipped off your tongue before you could think, eyes widening and clasping your hands over your mouth. Taehyung stared at you, drawn back from the sudden burst of your words and slumped down, staring up at the ceiling.

“Hey, lets not go that far. She’s busy.” He whispered, rubbing his eyes. “She told me she has a huge, huge possibility of getting a pay raise and stuff, so we have to be patient!” He sat up again, his eyes gaining it’s sparkle once again.

“Oh, that’s nice.” You replied, standing up and shuffling over to the kitchen. Pay raise, your ass. She was with one of those other boys who fell for her tricks and shit, hoping to be noticed but only broken inside. You tightened your grip on the chair as your sat down, staring at Taehyung. “Lets go to sleep, Tae. Turn off the TV.”


The brightness from the television screen dimmed as he turned it off, the news reporter’s voice dying quickly. The two of you went upstairs and into your room, plopping yourself down on the ground. 

“What are you doing? Go to your bed.” Taehyung pointed at the bed, tilting his head.

“Sleep on my bed tonight.”

“Are you sure?”


He shrugged, jumping onto your bed and giggling to himself, slipping underneath the bed sheets. “Night, (y/n).”

He waited for you to say goodnight, letting out a soft chuckle when you said nothing and turned off the light.

You stared in horror as flowers flew out of Taehyung’s mouth, petals, leaves, all kinds fluttering down onto your bedroom floor. He was on his knees, gasping for breath as he threw up, the noise he made tightening your heart into a knot. “Taehyung, why didn’t you wake me up?!” You rushed to his side, turning on the light and pulled his hair away from his eyes, gulping nervously as his body began to shake. 

“Breathe, Tae. Breathe, okay?” You whispered, patting his bad comfortingly while you whispered in his ear, telling him to breathe and saying he’ll be alright. His eyes began to tear up as the flowers continued to grow in group sizes, and began to worry you as it kept flooding out his mouth longer than usual. 

Three hours passed before he finally calmed down, wiping his mouth and collapsing on his side, falling onto the pile of flowers. “Tae, are you alright?” You asked quickly, staring at him with concern. 

“Why do flowers come out?! This isn’t normal, (y/n)! Shouldn’t we go to the doctors? There must be something wrong, I know Suha loves me, it’s-” He broke down in tears, grabbing your arm and pulling himself closer to hug you. You sat there, frozen, as his tears soaked into your shirt, his loud cries echoing throughout the small room you had. Your shaky hand ran through his hair, using your free arm to hug him tightly. 

“We can’t go to the doctors, remember? Everything will go wrong,” you explained, keeping your voice quiet so he could stay calm, which wasn’t a very good idea, since he was crying after all. “I’m sure she..loves you.” You cringed at your words, knowing damn well she hated Taehyung. 

“T-Then why are th..these flowe-rs c-c-coming out?” He choked, burying his face in the crook of your neck, scratching the back of your shirt with his nails. You stared at him, wondering how hard it was for him to go from a happy man to such a miserable person in such a short amount of time.

a/n: holy shit man i finally have a good plot in mind ghfujsl

anonymous asked:

"I've chased you through a thousand lifetimes, through a thousand different worlds, helpless every time to watch as you slip through my outstretched fingers. Just this once I get to know you, to hold you, to love you uninhibited, but this time, you don't even know who I am."

a kylo/hux reincarnation au, where only kylo remembers their past lives and he has to spend his time with hux trying to get him to fall in love with him so he can finally have that happy ever after that he’s always dreamed about having with someone

his grandfather chased a beautiful woman through time, always meeting with her but never staying with her and it tore him apart until he did the unthinkable and killed her to stop his cycle

kylo can’t do that with armitage but he wonders if he’s destined to follow in his grandfather’s footsteps

damned to suffer, damned to always be alone

cut to the current reincarnation, where kylo is a knight and hux is a general, and they co-command a glorious star destroyer together, and hux can’t stand to look at him

he begs his grandfather for help, help to make hux fall in love with him, to end his cycle of chasing this beautiful man through endless tragic lives just to lose him at the last hurdle

and it’s only when kylo almost dies that hux tells him the truth this time

this is their 17th reincarnation, and hux remembers them all; he remembers kylo leaving him just when he was falling in love, he remembers kylo being too cowardly to kiss him or just tell him the truth, and he remembers promising himself that, in this lifetime, he isn’t going to allow himself to fall in love with kylo ren, the man who runs without looking back

but the sparkle in hux’s eyes, the shine that kylo has followed through time, tells kylo that it’s already too late, for souls who repeat the cycle like they do, love, sacrifice and undying need to have the other one near is the only option

Eight years Final (M)

A/N- hey, so its been a while since i updated this series. But this is the last of eight years. I’m not really all that happy with it… So I may take it down and change it, if i have a better idea for. But for now this is it. Thank you to everyone who followed the series. 

This scenario contains sexual and mature themes. You have been warned! 


~ Part four ~ 

Originally posted by sugamysavagebaby

It’s been two weeks. Two weeks since you told Jungkook you needed time to think. It’s like you didn’t love him, because you did. In actual fact you have never stopped loving him. The eight year gap was merely.. a pause, your feelings could never die for Jungkook. Which worried you, hugely. What if he stopped loving you? What id he didn’t actual love you? So many possibilities of what could happen. 

This was a little sudden though. You and Jungkook had only started to see each other in a romantic way… Marriage so soon, was it wise? Your mom would love it, she loved Jungkook and wanted Grandchildren as soon as possible. 

In those two weeks you had avoided Jungkook as much as possible. He understood, but it didn’t stop him from missing you. Your body sleeping soundly beside him, your giggle, smile, he missed everything about you. He yearned for you. In his eyes, you were his one, his only. He didn’t need to search the seas for his ‘fish’, because you were it. You were his somebody. You were his one. But Jungkook was question, was he yours? 

You missed Jungkook too. His morning cuddles, the love he had for you consumed you whole. There was no denying his love for you. You could tell by the way he looked at you at work. How he would leave you coffee on your desk with little sticky notes, telling you he loved you and missed you. He was a sweetie. But marriage.. now? 

It was Friday and you  are walking into work. You can’t wait til you can leave today, you’re going to go home and watch k-dramas and eat ice-cream all weekend. You walked over to the lift and pushed the button, it opened and you got on. Just before it closed Jungkook slipped in, shit. He looked amazing as always, you just wanted him to hold you. But you being a little shit just awkwardly smiled at him. Why could you just tell him that you love…? Because you were afraid of getting hurt again. 

“I miss you, a lot.” Jungkook simply states. You look up at him, his eyes are full of sadness. “I don’t regret proposing to you, because I love you and I only see myself with you. So take all the time you need, ignore me all you want. But I’m still yours and your still mine.” You smile, cause he just called you his. Just as you are about to respond the lift opens and in walk Jung Hoseok. Of fucking course. He smiles brightly at you and joins the both of you in the lift. 

“Hey beautiful, How are you?” You giggle at Hoseok and his 100 watt smile. 

“I’m good, Hobi. How are you?” You reply. 

“I’m great now that I’ve seen you.” You blush, he was such a charmer. “Since it’s Friday, do you want to go get a drink after work?” Hoseok asks you, smiling a beautiful smile. You look over to Jungkook to see his knuckles turning white from holding the steel railing in the lift. 

“I’m sorry, Hobi. But I already have plans.” You inform him. 

“Oh, well, maybe next time.” The lift opens and Hoseok walks out. Just as you are about to follow him, Jungkook grabs your hand. He reaches behind you and closes the doors to the lift and hits the emergency stop button. 

“Jungkook, what are you doing?” Jungkook pushes you up against the wall, you gasp. His stare was intense to say the least. 

“Who are you meeting after work?” His hands are on either side of your head, trapping you. His breathe is tickling your skin. All you wanted to do was join your lips with his. 

“I’m not meeting anyone.” You confess, you can’t tare your eyes away from his. He gives you a confused look. 

“Then why did you tell Hoseok you were?” He questions. 

“I knew you wouldn’t want me meeting up with Hoseok, so I told him a white lie.” Jungkook smirks. 

“That’s my girl.” Before you know what’s happening, Jungkook is leaning down and joining his lips with yours. The kiss quickly becomes heated. His hands travelling down your body, your hands one on his neck the other in his hair, pulling him closer. Jungkook starts to kiss down your jaw and neck, your breasts, he kisses down your clothed stomach. He reaches the top of your skirt, his hands push up your skirt so its around your hips, exposing panties. 

“Jungkook! We can’t do this here!” You half shout. He just smirks up and you and starts to leave hickys on your thighs. Sucking, nipping and kissing purple marks onto your legs. You really missed this, felling close with him. Jungkook pushes your panties to the side, raising one of your legs over his shoulder. He starts to lick your pussy slit. 

“Jungkook.” His skillful tongue has you moaning and whimpering his name. It was all to much, but then he adds his fingers into the mix. He pumps two fingers in and out of you at a fast pace, still kitten licking your clit. The more you moan out, the Jungkook smirks, you can feel it against you. 

“Cum for me baby girl.” He starts to suck on your clit, the sight making you weak at the knees. You orgasm all over Jungkooks fingers. Your panting trying to catch your breathe when Jungkook comes back up. He softly kisses your lips, you can taste yourself off him. His forehead rest against yours. 

“Come back to me. I don’t care if you don’t want to marry me, okay? I just need you. I can’t sleep known your not going to be in my arms when I wake up…. Just .. Please, come back to me.” Your eyes tear up at Jungkook’s plea. You cup his face and connect your lips with his, putting all your love and emotion into the kiss. 

“I’m not going anywhere… I just. Don’t you think its soon for marriage.” You confess your feelings. 

“Y/N, too soon? That’s why you said no? What do you mean too soon. I’ve loved you since the day I meet you and you loved me. We lost eight years, cause of my stupid idiot brain. I don’t want to lose another second without you. And I want to be able to flaunt my sexy ass wife around. Image, we would be such couple goals.” You can’t help but chuckle at Jungkook. 

“How about you be my boyfriend and i’ll be your girlfriend, and maybe if you’re lucky we can get married in due time. There’s no rush, we have all the time in the world.” You fix your skirt and panties into there rightful place and glance back up at him. 

“Okay, but can we stay at your place more. I like your body washes.” You roll your eyes and kiss your boyfriend. 

One year later… 

You smooth out your tailor made dress, having your last glance in the mirror before leaving the room. You are meet by your father and your friends. 

“You look stunning, darling.” Your father kisses your forehead. You link arms with him, decending down the long aisle. You look up to see the handsome man you loved standing at the top. He turns to look at you walking closer and closer. Your eyes lock and its like no one else. Its just you and him. You finally reach him, your kiss your father and take your place beside your fiance. 

“Hey baby. you look amazing.” You smile brightly at him. The priest babbles on about love and what not, but your just gazing into your soon to be husbands eyes. His hands are holding yours and his smile is bright. 

“Do you take Y/F/N Y/L/N to be your lawfully wedded wife?” 

“I do.” 

“Do you take Jeon Jungkook to be your lawfully wedded husband?” 

“I do.”  

I’m sorry this is sooooooo bad.

 -Admin Abe x


WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS SHIT ? (Some photos are worse than that that’s why I will not post them) BUT REALLY WHAT THE FUCK

HOW CAN YOU EVEN THINK ABOUT POSTING OR DOING SHIT LIKE THAT ? And of course this Selja b*tch is encouraging this with gore pics… srsly wtf

That’s one of the reason I’m kinda sad about their fame now, back in 2014 this kind of shit never would have happened…

anonymous asked:

Wait, are you the person that translates Saezuru? If so, I love you and everything you do. Please never stop. Your hard work is admirable and I respect you so much.

*blushing intensifies*  thank you thank you. I must give credit to my wonderful translator Steve #1-3 without their help I would have no words to typeset. I will work on Saezuru as long as I am able because I am addicted weeb trash.

You are so lovely nonny please de-anon one day so I can smooch you.  ♥

SWCV Dallas

This is just going to be a quick recap of my swcv dallas experience. 

The concert started with hitchhiking, but I wasn’t expecting Jongkey because in Seoul they transitioned into the next song, but the second I realized what was going on, I flipped out my phone (my hands were shaking) and I recorded that interaction, I’ll upload snippets later today when I edit. 

Minho was such a fuzzball, honestly, he would always wave to the fans up on the balcony, Taemin did so too and Minho hyped the crowd up so much during Ready or Not, it’s like he never loses energy. 

When Taemin performed Goodbye, I had to stop recording just so i could watch him…I mean, he was beautiful, stunning. Taemin when he performs, despite being tired, he gave us his all last night. 

KIBUMS BURNED GUCCI. Iconic. he was so done and the others seemed so amused by him telling his story. (i’m sure you guys have heard about it by now, so I’ll spare you the details).

The return of Jonghyun’s fanboy AND JONGHYUN IS SO SOFT, GENTLE AND SWEET. I love listening to him speak ;;;

MY HUSBAND GUYS MY HUSBAND. Jinki tried telling a joke, but we were all confused, even Jonghyun was like “what do you mean?” in english and that made us laugh. 

Taemin trying to explain how he felt in english was so endearing and genuine. He was struggling, but he managed to say what he felt. 

Onew spoke a little english and apologized in korean for his pronunciation. His “alright, so the next song is…” was sooo adorable, I wanted to squish him. 

I just….they’re amazing, I can’t even describe to you guys properly the aura they emit when they perform. AND THEY DID ODD EYE. I TELL YOU I WAS NOT READY. Those slow hip rolls are no joke haha, the passion in the theater became thirst in a matter of seconds. 

I’m probably forgetting somethings, but I love them so much and I met sooo many of you yesterday!!! <3 <3 thanks for saying hi and I hope you enjoy your little bags ^^

anonymous asked:

what is your favorite song?

I don’t really have a favorite song. When I do choose one it changes cause I think about others that I enjoy a whole lot.

Plus a few favorites of mine would open a can of worms. And the teasing would never stop. So I rather not.

I can tell you that the “Guardians of the Galaxy” soundtrack is up there though. Awesome Mix Vol. 1

anonymous asked:

It's been awhile, but I never stopped wondering about it, so I was hoping you might have more info. At one point, I saw some dean/cas and jensen/Misha (or was it just j/m? I can't remember). Anyways, the posts mentioned Bob singer (the producer) in not a very favorable light - I think 'homophobic troll' was used once. I remember the posts definitely had something to do with cons. Do you know what the story is there?

So– I am not a hundred percent sure about this, because I only vaguely remember hearing about it myself– but I think it was at last year’s ChiCon (maybe? Or was it JIB?) where Bob Singer joined the guys during a couple of their panels. I guess there were certain questions that fans asked that hinted towards Destiel, or to how Jensen was directed to play Dean, or how Misha plays Cas etc. but Bob answered them all with very negative responses. I didn’t watch the panels myself, but I know there was a lot of uproar about it in the fandom.

I also think that it was all during the same convention as this …

You can see Bob following Jensen and Misha around very closely, and I think that’s when someone called him a “homophobic troll” (he couldn’t stop them from almost kissing though!)

I’m sure other people can give you the specifics, but that’s all I can recall at the moment. Sorry I don’t have more for you , my dear.



(reposting ’cause tungle fucked me up and i deleted the original by accident)

shenanigans from yesterday’s decepticrew nonsense posted separately so i can put them on my gallery blog without a wall of other stuff to scroll past (as good as that stuff is, there was a Lot of it)

feat. @terminatedapathy, @skywarper, and @aphobic-soundwave (who has an ironic URL, don’t worry folks) <3

special mention to @ex-wrecker who was involved in the nonsense towards the end but came in too late for me to draw him in anything… next time

From the ‘Fic I Will Never Write’ files: 

If you’re out on the road, feeling lonely and so cold…

Abby Griffin lives in the quirky town of Stars Hollow Arkadia with her teenage daughter Clarke. They’ve always been close, but things have been difficult the last few years following the sudden loss of husband and father Jake. But life, as always, goes on.

These days Abby runs a small hotel with her two closest friends, chef Callie Cartwig and concierge Eric Jackson. Every morning on her way to work she stops in at local institution Kane’s Diner where she gets her daily dose of coffee and simmering sexual tension with proprietor Marcus Kane.

Spoiler alert: Abby and Marcus get together. There’s a bunch of pining and will-they-won’t-they first but then they totally hook up. (And then get married and get a dog and live happily ever after and nothing bad ever happens the end.)

Clarke meanwhile has just been accepted into prestigious Polis Academy where she meets the brilliant, challenging Lexa and thus begins an epic friendship/rivalry that eventually blossoms into love (just like Rory/Paris should have lbh).

Also, at some point Marcus’s simple, uncomplicated life is turned upside-down with the arrival of his delinquent niece and nephew Octavia and Bellamy Blake who come to stay with him in the tiny apartment over the diner. They have some trouble adjusting to quiet small town life but eventually form a strong bond with their uncle. Marcus becomes their staunch defender, father-figure, and is basically devoted to his adopted kids because of course he is.

Finn Collins = Dean obviously or as I like to call them the literal worst.

In other parallels, Raven = Lane Kim aka Clarke’s BFF, Jaha = Taylor Doose the annoying town mayor, Jasper = Kirk lol, Sinclair = Jackson because Callie/Sinclair would be adorable, Indra = Miss Patty and please take a moment to imagine eccentric ex-diva Indra teaching little girls ballet. You’re welcome.

Alas there are no character analogues to stand in for Richard and Emily as Abby’s parents and that bothers me so much it almost totally negates the value of this entire AU. (There are literally no old people on this show. There was Vera Kane and creepy President Wallace, like they would make the worst Richard and Emily Gilmore I can even imagine.)

Still here for Abby and her flirtatious friendship with local curmudgeon with a heart of gold Marcus Kane though.

And really what more do you need from an AU than that.


The look on my face when I heard Jimin was getting death threats. Try me bish.

No but seriously stuff like this needs to stop. The person (people) doing this want attention. Trying to convince people to hate Jimin, like are you serious? Never will I, or any army, hate him so stop. There’s no reason to hate him. So take several seats or meet your grave. Not that I believe these people would even dare try to hurt him somehow but death threats are not something to take lightly. Honestly I have lots to say, but to sum it up… grow up & get a life bc what you’re doing is pathetic & pointless.

I just wanted to say that I love your writing. Your fics pretty much landed me the Ketchcan for life (I was already sorta, kinda there, and then Never Say Never just gave me incentive to bury myself deeper, haha) But, more importantly, stick with this. Some days you’ll doubt yourself (the hate and negativity from some people is UNREAL), but if you have a passion for what you write, nothing can stop you. And anon hate is the most cowardly thing I’ve seen on here. Trust me, you are amazing. Keep writing, keep being brave, and take no one’s crap. Much love. Xo

Thank you so much !! This means a lot to me!!! I am trying to keep my chin up and not get dragged down by the anons !

anonymous asked:

Why are some people being so rude today with the "how does it feel" type bullshit over SJM books. You've clearly said plenty of times that you may love the books but they have problems to them.

Dude. Idk. You can’t argue with crazy.
It’s probably the same person honestly. Some people just feel good sending anon hate to others. They’re the same kind of people that call in bomb threats and kick over headstones because they don’t understand someone else’s religion. And I honestly feel bad for them. What happened in someones life that they feel good doing that? I can honestly say that I have never left anon hate anywhere. The most anon stuff I’ve ever left were fic requests and praise for people. And even that I stopped doing months and months and MONTHS AGO. Cuz I didn’t get why I had to do it anonymously, you know? Why couldn’t I say it with my name? So I do now. But idk. At least know your audience, you know? I’m openly and constructively critical of the books. So like….I’m not even a good target. It can’t be fun when you find out I agree with you. LOL. #KnowYourAudience

Tiffany Fox Headcanons

Cause my baby deserves more

  • She is the second (Luke being the first) to test new Bat tech and stuff that Lucious and Luke have made, normally without their permission or knowledge.
  • She knows that Damian had a crush on Steph when she Batgirl so she likes to bring it up whenever hes annoying her, which is surprisingly quite a lot.
  • “Fox! Fox! Stop that, you can’t fight properly! I knew I should have never said I would train you, you are just a girl,”
  • “Stephanie is a girl and you luuuvvveddd her!”
  • “Fox! I did not,” cue Dami blushing
  • When she’s older she starts to act like Tim does at school, is super smart, super sarcastic and back chats to the teachers but never does the assignments because she just doesn’t have the time.
  • But you can’t tell me that she doesn’t join an after school club.
  • And it was definitely some book club or math club, when shes feeling sporty she does Softball though.
  • She likes to bake cookies, but its the only thing she can bake/cook. She could probably burn water.
  • She hates milk, but likes all other dairy products.
  • She is cute, and smol and demi, and helped Dami come out as ace aro.


I woke up late today, so I couldn’t avoid the hot weather for my run. I went to the beach and ran 3 miles, and it was so rough. I was so hot, my chest hurt, my stomach was tight, I had to stop a lot, by the time I finished, I knew I had given everything I had. I also fell within the first mile, and my knees got banged up a bit. There was very little wind, and it would get so overwhelmingly hot, I was breathing so hard that I just couldn’t continue to finish 5 miles.

I came back to campus and ran 2 miles. It was 85° F and I wanted to die. It was soooo hot and my chest hurt and my stomach was tight, and I had side stitches. I had to stop at one point because I felt like I was going to have a heat stroke. Heat training is never easy, and I can’t be too hard on myself about the slow pace, because the times I’m running right now in this heat would equate much faster times if the temp was lower.

Glad I got this done!!