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Orthodontist Fiasco Gets Fixed

just a heads up, this is gonna get really long

so I’ve always had a problem with my teeth. I have a really bad overbite that pushed apart my two front teeth so wide you could drive a truck through them. It was so bad that I was recommended to get braces as soon as my baby teeth all fell out. So by the time I was 12 I went to an orthodontist that my mom’s friend had spoke well of. The dentist and his staff were pleasant and did their job efficiently. By the time I was 15 (near 16) I got the green light to have my braces removed.

My parents were willing to pay for everything up front. They wanted my teeth to be right. Neither of my parents were able to have much quality work on their teeth when they were my age and they sincerely regretted it. They didn’t want me to be like that.

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Day 1: Fever

Haven’t seen any edits yet and I had these wips laying around. I hope these aren’t too bad. (You can never get enough langsty-langst)

LITERALLY JUST IMAGINE FUCKING TEDDY LUPIN DECKED OUT IN HIS HUFFLEPUFF ROBES WITH THE HEAD BOY BADGE ON IT WITH HIS HOT BLUE HAIR AND THIS BIG BOY SEVENTEEN YEAR OLD SMIRK AND SMILE AS HE CROSSES HIS ARMS AND WATCHES LITTLE ELEVEN YEAR OLD JAMES SIRIUS POTTER BRAVELY WALK TO THE HAT AND SIT DOWN AND HEARING THE VOICE RING OUT GRYFFINDOR. AND TEDDY POUTS AND GOES ‘DAMN’ BUT HE WATCHES PROUDLY AS HIS YOUNGER FREAKIN BROTHER RELATED OR NOT WALKS TO THE GRYFFINDOR TABLE AND SITS DOWN WITH AN AWE FILLED FACE. AND HE WHIRLS AROUND TO WAVE FRANTICALLY AT TEDDY AND TEDDY GRINS AND WAVES BACK AND STICKS HIM A THUMBS UP BECAUSE ‘GOOD JOB, JAMES. MUM AND DAD’LL BE PROUD.’

  • The lady at the adoption centre as I'm signing the papers to adopt my first child: Isn't this the greatest day of your life?
  • Me, thinking of the day Raphael Santiago was confirmed asexual by Shadowhunters, giving me the first tv show character who shared my sexual orientation: Uh, yeah, it's definitely up there.

anyways, Otabek wrote ‘‘I love you’’ in a smol piece of paper and started to take photos of Yuri in random situations without he knowing and when he is not looking, everytime Otabek will take a photo the put that piece of paper near to his phone camera. He did it for months.
Once Yuri found the pictures and asked him the fuck he was doing and Otabek said ‘‘it’s my way to express that I love you no matter how you are and no matter what you’re doing’’

Stages of Watching an Ego Video

Stage 1- Excitement: OH MY GOD IT’S INCREDIBLE LOOK AT ALL THE STUFF THAT HAPPENED 

Stage 2- Grief: WAIT IT’S OVER??? NONONO THAT CAN’T BE THE END 

Stage 3- Confusion: WHAT THE BLOODY FUCKING HELL JUST HAPPENED??!!!???!! 

Stage 4- Searching: TUMBLR. TUMBLR HELP ME. HELP ME FIGURE THIS BULLSHIT OUT 

Stage 5- Anger: I SWEAR TO GOD YOU BETTER TELL ME WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED HERE IF I DON’T GET AN EXPLANATION I WILL KILL EVERYTHING YOU LOVE 

Stage 6- Sadness: *intense sobbing* 

Stage 7- Insanity: *Scream-cry-laughing* EVERYTHING IS DEATH MY CHILDREN ARE DEAD I HATE YOU ALL I SACRIFICE MYSELF TO THE VOID PLEASE TAKE ME THIS VIDEO WAS FANTASTIC AND I HATE IT 

Stage 8 BONUS (if you get that far)- Acceptance: I am void of emotion nothing has meaning anymore

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Similar Fighting Styles

Dottie Underwood (Real Name Unknown) | The Black Widow (Natasha Romanoff)
➡Agent Carter 1.04 | Iron Man 2

I Promise. (Theo Raeken Imagine)

Inspired by last night’s 2 episode special of Teen Wolf. 

If you aren’t caught up on Teen Wolf, I highly suggest not to read this because there will be some spoilers. Like straight up in the first paragraph there’s spoilers.

Quick PSA: The Flash Imagines/Requests aren’t going to be done because I’m waiting for the next season to start up. 

Requests are open

Originally posted by teenwolf--imagines

“This is a stupid idea.” you said in a Malia-styled blunt fashion. And to be fair, the plan was stupid. Theo and Scott knelt outside in front of the two body bags that contained the dead bodies of the deputies. “She’ll notice.” 

Lydia looked back at you with a slightly irritated expression. “If this plan falls apart, stay behind me.” She instructed you, the mere human. She turned her attention back on the two boys outside.

When Theo and Scott looked over at each other, you knew the plan had quickly gone awry. But when Theo glanced at you through the window of the sheriff’s station,you felt your heart drop. We were all going to die here, you thought. As Lydia grabbed your arm, getting ready to tuck you away safely behind her,  you saw Scott’s father step up in front of the crowd of angry hunters.

It was explained that you all would have to leave Beacon Hills immediately. Before you could question if you were included seeing as you were human, Mr. McCall said he would recommend it, explaining that he wouldn’t want the hunters tempted to attack you if you stayed behind.

You all walked outside the police station, the hunters stood, heads held high with their guns at their sides. And you immediately thought that this was it. That although they found a compromise with Scott’s father, they would all shoot at you all on the spot. Your heart began to beat fast as your anxiety began to take over. Your eyes wandered in anxiousness as you felt a bead of sweat fall from your forehead. 

You thought that a full blown anxiety attack would occur until a strong hand intertwined its fingers with yours, the thumb began rubbing small, soothing circles on your hand. You looked up and saw Theo’s jaw clenched, his eyes which held a fierce glare forward, but hand in yours. And you found yourself calming with every passing second. 

You were stuffing your suitcase in a frenzy that when it finally closed, it looked as if it would explode. You knew that Scott had an ulterior motive as to why he agreed to his father’s ceasefire, but the thought of a war made you panic. You were worried about your death. Does it hurt still when you pass on? What happens when you finally do? What would happen to your friends? What if they die? You barely handled Allison’s death, what would happen if all your friends were to die? The thought nearly tore you apart.

“You sure know how to lightly pack.” A deep voice, startled you away from your thoughts. You turned around and saw Theo leaning on your door frame. “Your anxiety is… drowning me as well, (Y/N).” 

You sat down on your bed, putting your head in your hands. You wanted to cry. You wanted to scream and sob, but you held it all in. You didn’t want to fall apart with Theo in the room. 

You heard his footsteps move in closer towards you. “What’s wrong?” He asked, his tone genuinely worried. 

You let out a shaky breath as you said. “I… I don’t want my friends to die. I don’t want to die, either.” 

You heard Theo shift around and suddenly he was kneeling in front of you, moving your hands away from your face. “You know I won’t let that happen.” He whispered. “(Y/N), I’ll be honest. I don’t give a crap about your friends.”

“That’s reassuring that you’re fighting alongside them.” You whispered, sarcastically. 

Theo chuckled. “Let me finish.” He took a deep breath. “I don’t care about what happens to your friends. Frankly, I could take Scott’s dad’s advice and flee the town. Let them handle it… But… I can’t leave Beacon Hills… because…. because you’re still here.” You looked into his green eyes. You thought this was a joke. That he was trying to pull a Nogistune on you and trick you, but in his eyes, you saw that he meant it. “Because… if I left knowing that I just left you here to die, I wouldn’t be able to live with myself… For a long time now, (Y/N), I’ve known that I love you. I would gladly put my life on the line if it means I’ll be able to save yours.” 

It was Theo who took a shaky breath this time. “I promise that I won’t let any of your friends die. And I promise that I will never let you die. Never. I Promise.” 

You both sat there in silence, staring at each other. You staring in awe of this confession, feeling the heat rise to your face. Theo staring and waiting for your reaction. And the wait was killing him. 

You smiled at him and pulled him up to meet your lips. “I love you, too, Theo.” You whispered. 

If you don’t let it out, the grief becomes a scream trapped inside your soul, a constant cry in the dark, a sob you can never release. So scream, shout, cry, the way the sky does with thunder and lightning and rain…for it knows it is being cleansed, it knows that it’s storm is the only way to release the pain.
—  Nikita Gill
Comatose-Chapter 1



Summary: You are the sister of Charles Xavier, You are part of the Avengers and Dating Bucky Barnes, Unbeknownst to you Bucky is having an affair with Natasha, you catch them in the act and things go downhill from there. You are a Mutant with Similar powers to Jean, Only with Immortality thrown in. 

Pairings: Bucky x Reader, Bucky X Natasha, Logan Howlett X Reader

Warnings: Angst, Violence, Cheating, Feelings of worthlessness, Depression.


Originally posted by oreo-wonderbatch


The mission had drained you; Covered in bruises and dried blood, there had been too many agents and you cursed your lack of backup;You were sorely outgunned,but you had gotten the intel that you needed., It wasn’t uncommon for you to be sent on solo missions, your powers and skill set affording you the privilege of never really being the underdog, so while it was sometimes tricky, you usually came out on top.

Stepping out of the quinjet and into the hanger,you hurriedly make your way toward your shared bedroom with Bucky, relishing the thought of a hot shower and a night in his arms.,You missed him terribly while you were away., Things had been strange, distant between you of late,Your sex life had dwindled down to zero. He had refused to talk to you about it, and you were genuinely worried about the state of your relationship with the super soldier. Chalking it up to, too many missions and not enough quality time, you swallow your fears and with renewed vigour, strode through the compound looking for the man you love.

Nearing your bedroom, you can hear soft moans filtering through the door. You stop, listening intently,straining your already taxed senses. “Bucky,” you hear Natasha gasp, and your hand flies to your mouth; eyes wide with shock. As you gently open the door, fighting down the rise of bile in your throat, you can see Bucky moving languidly on top of Natasha, hand wrapped around her throat, her back arching off the bed, as he fucks her in a way he hadn’t with you in a very long time. Red hot flaring anger replaces the horror in your chest.

“Having fun?” you say loud enough for them both to hear. Bucky’s movements stop almost instantly, his head whipping around to stare at you with mouth agape. Natasha pales, lips opening and closing, searching, apparently, for a way to justify betraying her best friend.

“(y/n)” Bucky says as he pulls out, both of them scrambling for clothing. “I can explain,” he starts.

“Oh spare me the ‘I can explain’ bullshit, Barnes!” you spit, eyes blazing red with power. He flinches visibly at the use of his last name. “I do not want to hear your flimsy excuses. Just get your shit out of my room and leave. Both of you. Now!” You turn to leave, desperately needing to get out, get away from him. From her. From this place. From the people you have given up everything for.

“Wait!” Bucky yells as he catches up with you, grabbing you by the arm. He spins you around, and you try yanking your arm away, shoving at his chest to dislodge him. “Listen,” he hisses, grabbing your free wrist with his metal hand, effectively cutting off your assault. “I’m sorry, it just happened,” he states weakly.

“It just happened,” you echo duly. “How did screwing my best friend just happen, James?” Your anger is mounting, overtaking the pain in your chest by miles, but he doesn’t seem to recognise the danger because he forges on.

“She was there when we started drifting apart. She always had a way of pulling me back from the edge. I just… I need her,” he sighs. “Please understand. I love ya, doll, I do, but Natalia…”

You’re dumbstruck. Feelings of worthlessness worm themselves into your mind, testing your already fragile control, and he seems completely oblivious to your internal struggle.

“I think I’m in love with her…But i’m still in love with you too. Please… I just… I made a mistake,” he says, rather uncertainly.

“Then let me make it easy on you, Barnes,” you sneer as you unleash your power, divesting yourself of his hold. “If you ever put your hands on me again, I will kill you,” you state simply as you advance toward him. Held up by your power, Bucky is flailing in mid-air. “If you ever look at me again, I will cut out your eyes and feed them too Natasha,” you say as you slam him against the wall. “If you ever say my name again I will cut out your tongue and leave it for Steve to find,” you forge on as tears spring unbidden to your eyes, trying frantically to regain control of yourself. “I loved you, gave you everything I could, James, and you ripped it all away from me. Everything I held dear with no thought of what it would do to me,” you whisper as you release him, and watch while he falls heavily to the floor. You turn to leave, seeking any reprieve from the hell you seem to have walked into, only to see Natasha standing in the doorway looking pale and strained.

Ignoring her completely, you focus a final time on Barnes and murmur, “Maybe you are the monster you think you are, James.” It’s the last thing you say before you climb onto the elevator, listening as he breaks down on the carpeted floor.

The elevator ride is the longest you had ever endured, and you pray that you can make it to Tony’s lab without turning into a sobbing mess. You are barely keeping tumultuous control of your emotions, fighting your very nature, your very urge to cry, to sob, to scream. But you can’t. Not yet.

When the elevator doors pings open, you step unsteadily out, and make a beeline for the billionaire’s lab. Barely able to pay attention to your surroundings, you ignore the calls of your name from fellow agents, desperate to get to Tony. You need to get out of here, and soon, before you breakdown.

Throwing open the door to Tony’s lab, you call out gently, receiving an affirmative response, followed quickly by the man himself. “What’s up, sugar?” he asks.

“I need a few days,” you reply.

He quirks an eyebrow. “A few days for what?”

You sigh, pinching the bridge of your nose. “T, I really can’t explain right now,” you say, heaving in a breath. “I need you to let me do this, please,” you beg, while he eyes you warily.

“What does the tin can have to say? Is he going with you?”

You hiss at him, “No, he will be staying right fucking here, far away from me.” Tony has the good sense not to question you further, agreeing to give you three days off, but only if you check in once a day. You agree without hesitation and finally take your leave of the compound, making your way to the apartment you keep in the city.

Fifteen minutes later, you step into your apartment, stripping off the combat suit you’re still wearing. As you head for the shower, you pay no mind to the framed photos of you and Bucky that seem to shatter as you pass, until you can finally let the hot water cascade over you. Letting the bottled up emotion spill over, you scream desperately at nothing, praying for some sort of reprieve from the pain that’s coursing through you.

How could he? How could he do this to me? Sobs racking your frame, you slide down to the floor, curling yourself into a ball beneath the spray. Why wasn’t i good enough? What’s wrong with me?

Self-hatred prevalent in your mind, you cry for what feels like hours before you finally find the energy to pick yourself up, dry yourself off and climb into bed, hoping that when you wake, this would all just have been a bad dream, and Bucky would still be here with you.  

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What the fuck did I find…

anonymous asked:

What happens if MC catches RFA/V/Saeran crying?

Yoosung

  • He’d been cramming for an exam because he was not ready to fail this class
  • You woke to an empty bed at 3 in the morning and got up trying to find your boyfriend
  • You found him at his desk with his head in his hands, sobbing
  • Ahhh, the life of a college student
  • You pulled his rolling desk chair back and helped him stand, hugging him
  • “Shhhhh Yoosung, you need to sleep so your brain can rest.”
  • You pet his hair and swayed back and forth trying to calm him down
  • “I can’t fail this MC, I can’t, not when you’re relying on me.”
  • “Shh, I know, I know, shhhh”
  • You finally got him to lay down and held him, rubbing his back and humming to him, until he fell asleep

Zen

  • “MC you gotta do it, for me.”
  • You’d been dating Zen for about a year and Seven only had one request of you
  • “You gotta tell him you wanna lick his abs!”
  • At first you didn’t want to because that’s really weird??? But then he was just there, and you had this one-liner right up your sleeve and you wanted to know what would happen…
  • “Hey Zenny, can I lick your abs?”
  • Zen.exe has stopped working
  • He just crumbles to the ground and is laughing and crying
  • “Zenny are you okay?”
  • “You’re killing me MC.”
  • He’s stopped laughing and is just crying and you’re kneeling in front of him trying not to laugh because you’ve reduced your boyfriend to nothing
  • You run one of your hands through his hair and he cries harder
  • “Do you want some sleep?”
  • “NO! Please no, I just need a minute.”

Jaehee

  • You were locking up the coffee shop one night and Jaehee was taking particularly long in the storage room
  • You went back to check up on her and she was sat, leaning against the wall sobbing
  • Immediately you rushed over to console her, kneeling in front of her and brushing away her tears
  • “Sweetheart, are you okay?”
  • “I’m just so stressed out over all of this, I’m sorry.”
  • “No Jaehee you’re fine, do you want to go home or do you want to stay here?”
  • Jaehee wanted to stay so you kissed her cheek before making her some cocoa and grabbing a slice of cake
  • You two stayed in the stock room, allowing Jaehee to calm down
  • You continued to hold her and just mumble sweet things to her to help reassure her that everything would be alright
  • When you went home you let her curl into you and pressed your lips to her forehead as a last reassurance before falling asleep

Jumin

  • On one of Jumin’s rare days off the two of you decided to laze around the penthouse
  • The two of you were lying together on the couch, him playing with your hair as you were dozing off
  • When you woke back up you noticed the lack of warmth around you
  • In the room next to the one you were in you heard your husband, he wasn’t being loud enough for you to hear but he sounded as though he was in distress
  • Upon entering the room you saw Jumin on his knees crying as Elizabeth the 3rd
  • “Jumin are you alright?”
  • You crouched next to him and rubbed his back as he began talking about how graceful, and beautiful Elizabeth is
  • You let him cry on your shoulder and continued to rub his back in circles, rolling your eyes at your over-dramatic husband

Seven

  • “MC do you see this dog!”
  • You had been sat with Seven and you were going through pictures of dogs
  • When a pug being held up to a rainbow appeared on the screen Seven lost it and just began to bawl his eyes out
  • “It’s a good dog, Seven.”
  • He’s leaning on you from behind, sobbing over this pug, and scream-crying
  • You held one of his hands and kissed it while he rocked back and forth
  • “I love you so much.”
  • “I love you too.”
  • You just rocked back and forth with Seven until he calmed down

V

  • After everything with Rika, V was a lot more sensitive than before
  • She’d really messed his head up and a lot of things became way too overwhelming for him
  • Sometimes you’d come home to find him sobbing somewhere, and whenever you tried to comfort him he’d brush you off
  • He’d tell you he was fine and wouldn’t allow you to help
  • But a few times he’d let you hold him, he’d let you whisper to him reassuring words
  • He’d rest his head on your shoulder and you’d run your fingers through his hair
  • Afterwards you’d make him tea and sit together in peaceful silence

Saeran

  • To see Saeran emote anything other than mild disdain towards his brother was already a sight in itself
  • But when you saw him crying you were shocked
  • Of course you couldn’t just pop up on him because you knew he was defensive
  • Instead you made up two bowls of ice cream and knocked on the door frame before entering
  • You didn’t even mention the fact that he had been crying, just handed him his bowl and let him do what he needed to do
  • You let him lay his head on you lap and held one of his hands
  • “Everything’s going to be alright, I promise.”
  • Sometimes he’d cry harder, other times he’d nod and move on, trying to do something else
  • But either way you’d be with him
The Pact- Mitch Rapp AU (Part one)

Author- @maddie110201

Pairing- Mitch x OC (but really its totally @rememberstilinski cause i love her)

Words- 2,102

Warnings- None really, although since this is an AU, just know that this is not the Mitch you are used to seeing 

AN- so its been a while since i posted and i’m so very sorry, this is Part one to a my Mitch AU mini series and i hope y’all like it. I’m not too sure how I feel about this so some feedback would be greatly appreciated!!! also, thank you to the amazing @were-cheetah-stiles for proofreading this for me!!!!!

Originally posted by yaehl

“Who is that?” Mitch asked his friend, pointing at the attractive girl bending into a deep lunge, going in for a dig.

“I’m not sure. Why don’t you talk to her after the game?” his friend, Alex responded, catching onto the fact that his friend was intrigued by the girl currently on the court.

“I mean, yeah, I could but I don’t want to seem all creepy.” he spoke, passing up the opportunity to talk to the captivating girl. His friend patted his shoulder, “ Your loss man.” Mitch somehow knew that he would get the chance to talk to her again. He wasn’t sure when or why he felt that way, he just did.

“Not that I’m complaining, by any means, but why did you even drag me to this? You know I’m not into volleyball, and neither are you, so what gives?” Mitch questioned his best friend.

“You see that girl down there, number 13, I’ve been talking to her for a couple weeks and she invited me. She told me to bring a friend so I wasn’t lonely and because what guy doesn’t like seeing girls in spandex?” Alex never took his eyes off of number 13, and Mitch, well, he never took his eyes off of 21, the girl who had so easily captured his attention.

“Yeah, I definitely have nothing against spandex.

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