sometimes i do the stupidest things

leotitz  asked:

my personal theory is that troian went "fuck it i hate this show this plot is fucking stupid so i'm gonna do the stupidest fucking accent i can i don't want to try anymore"

apparently she was trying to do an essex accent??? idk i just find the whole thing way too over the top to not be funny. and troian is still one of the most talented actresses ever, even the best flop sometimes.

dex has red hair

i have red hair too, which is pretty awesome. and also horrible, sometimes, because being ginger affects so much more than the just the pigment of your hair. so anyways here are some facts about dex and his hair bc i can relate:

  • he’s so pale
    • he’s so pale
    • even when he kind of manages to get a little darker after a sunburn fades, he’s still paler than everyone else’s normal skin tone
  • he does not tan. ever.
    • yeah sure, he may work on a lobster boat all summer, but buddy, i promise you, he’s not gonna come out of it looking nice and bronze
      • (why do people write fics where he comes back from the summer with a killer tan??? no bro, he probably just looks like a lobster. it sucks)
    • his skin just slowly gets pinker until he has a terrible sunburn, and then sometimes if he’s lucky it will turn out a little tanner when it fades
    • he probably uses at least spf 50, lbr here
      • actually, nah probably higher than that if we’re being honest
      • and he has to apply it like every hour
    • ugh and oh my god, he probably gets splotchy sunburns!!!
      • basically you think you’ve put sunscreen everywhere and spread it evenly but NOPE
      • random blotches of your skin will just be bright red while the rest is ridiculously pale and you look like you have some sort of disease-ridden rash
      • it has probably happened on his face and it’s the saddest thing
  • he has freckles for dayssssss (especially after the summer because they come back in full force during that season)
    • freckles everywhere
    • in the most random places
    • some are on his lips and on the back of his knees and his elbows and just very odd places
    • its a never ending cycle of freckles fading while new freckles form
    • he kind of gets a tan through his freckles??? 
      • bc he has so many and as they fade they kind of blotch together and make him look tan, but when you look really close you’re just like, oh, those are just tiny dots bunched together, not the actual pigmentation of your skin
    • he has. SO MANY. freckles on his shoulders
      • if you are of the male specimen, you probably go out shirtless in the summertime, and the sun hits you really hard on your shoulders, and thus, so. many. freckles. there.
      • (this is literally the most prominent place of freckles for redhead boys. please ask my brother and all of my cousins)
  • “does the carpet match the drapes?” ;)
    • why do people ask this
    • he gets this all the time, and it’s not just from people hitting on him
    • and it’s super awkward
    • especially when they don’t match. bc um. a lot of times they don’t. just so you know.
    • “haha, firecrotch, huh?”
      • will wouldn’t find this funny even if it were accurate
  • back to the sunburn thing, it’s nice in the winter when he doesn’t get fried!! JUST KIDDING BC BLUSHING IS A THING
    • yeah anytime he gets remotely embarrassed or flustered, his face is the color of a tomato okay
    • even if he’s not actually uncomfortable, it still happens
      • “dex, nice shirt, man.” ➝ red face
      • “dude, nice assist!”➝ red face
      • *accidentally bumps into someone* ➝ red face
    • anytime nursey says anything ever, his face is red. i promise you this. i know this to be true
    • or pink or orange, for that matter
    • (but i mean he goes to samwell so the red thing is kind of hard)
    • he unintentionally gravitates towards green and blue clothing bc his mom probably accidentally instilled in him that they compliment his hair as a child
      • this is so real. this is the realest, most relatable thing
    • going to samwell was probably super weird bc he had to start buying spirit wear and stuff and when he did, he realized he didn’t own any other red clothing
  • people always make irish jokes or assume he is irish, especially around st. patricks day
    • dex has no idea if he is irish
  • people always ask if another redhead they know is related to him
    • no
  • he has heard every “ginger” joke under the sun
    • no one has ever actually bullied him for it
    • but everyone makes the same jokes
    • will basically mouths the words as people say them bc he knows them so well at this point
    • he’s not actually bothered or offended, it’s just like… dude. he’s heard this before. you’re not being original
      • it’s very boring and a little irritating
    • but if he gets annoyed or doesn’t laugh people think he is a bad sport, so!!! he laughs them off even though he’s very disinterested and wants to tell them to maybe get some new material so they can actually say something remotely humorous next time
    • and he totally knows its not a big deal at all, bc some people have to deal with racist or homophobic jokes, and this doesn’t remotely compare. it’s just… very eye-roll inducing.
  • he gets horrible bruises for the stupidest shit, and sometimes just randomly and he’s not sure where they came from, bc ya gotta love that sensitive skin!!
  • oh and back to the ginger jokes thing, someone always makes a comment about that redhead temper!!
    • which is kind of unfortunate, bc dex kind of does have some temper issues
    • those jokes do not make him less angry either
      • (dex, seriously man. just chill for a sec)

wow this got really long and i could go on forever and ever but yeah basically this is the gist of it. also i’m aware some of this can apply to lots of people but anyways hooray for redheads!!

Idiot Jar- Avengers x Reader

Request: Thank you Anon! Hope this is what you were thinking of!

“Hi! Would you consider doing #50 with a mix of all the avengers? Maybe especially Bucky?”

Prompt: 50. “I’m starting and idiot jar. Anytime you do or say anything idiotic, you have to put at least a dollar in it -more depending on how stupid the thing you said or did was.”

Notes/Warnings: None. (If I am forgetting anything please feel free to let me know and I’ll add it)

Originally posted by corneillee

Originally posted by temptatiolicious

  “I’m just saying, If I were able to time travel, that’s the first place I’d go.” Tony finished as he and Steve walked into the kitchen. You grabbed a towel and dried your hands from washing dishes.

 You looked at them with a curious raised eye brow. “I’m intrigued, Tony.” You started. “Where is it you would go?”

 Tony blushed and shook his head. “Nowhere. It’s nothing.”

 “No,” You pressed and crossed your arms. “I wanna hear this.”

 Steve grinned and ducked his head, trying to hide just how hilarious this was to him. “Go on, Tony, tell her where you’d go.”

 You looked at him expectantly and waited stubbornly for an answer. Tony shifted his weight and rubbed the back of his neck.

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Dating Kai would include

Originally posted by dazzlingkai

Kim Jongin

- gosh this would be the cutest relationship
- walks in the park
- probably likes holding you by the waist
- he just needs everyone to know that you’re his
- most likely will see something in the store that reminds him of you and gets it
- but you do the same thing so when you see each other you’re both like aW
- teasing each other
- “lmao remember that time when you-”
- Chanyeol and Sehun are your new best friends
- tbh you and Jongin would be passed out on the couch together taking a nap
- and you hear faint giggling in the background but ignore it bc Jongin is so warm and cuddly and you’re so sleepy
- then you two wake up and Chanyeol and Sehun are looking you guys and laughing
- and Kai is laughing at you and you’re like ????
- and you look at his face and start laughing
- and then you realize why they were laughing and now they’re running from you
- Kyungsoo be watching out for his man
- just kidding he’s most likely just shy and making sure ur legit enough for his best friend
- but you don’t think he likes you
- and then one day you roast your boyfriend and you see D.O laugh a lil bit
- s u c c e s s
- grocery shopping at night bc two lil night owls
- buying snacks and munchies and a couple movies
- followed by passing out halfway through the first movie
- being his biggest fan and supporter for his dancing
- he’ll get so excited to show you a new routine he came up with
- one day he catches you trying to learn how to dance to Monster and you’re like in the zone right
- but you keep messing up and start getting frustrated and he’s laughing bc how are u so cute
- then he’ll come up next to you and try teaching you step by step
- “ok so move your foot like this- no jagi like t h i s, see?”
- “wtf how do u do that ???”
- “just turn it. Jagi- Y/N just twist it-”
- when you think you have it down he does the dance with you
- and you kinda gradually stop midway and just look at him bc
- no thank u it’s too much
- When you’re walking together at the park with his dogs and kids come up to pet them
- and he’s so incredibly sweet towards them
- he’ll kneel down and be like !!! go ahead !! pet him !! :)
- and he’ll answer all their questions and laugh with them and be so nice and your heart just m e l t s
- sometimes when you two are sitting on the couch he’ll play with your hair and start humming
- other times he’ll start singing softly and my god
- his voice
- please appreciate the river of gold that is his voice
- when you’re sad he’ll listen
- followed by doing the stupidest things to make you laugh
- “what did I do to deserve you”
- instead of responding he’ll just attack you with a hug to hide his blushing
- but you wanna see his SMILE
- “I could ask you the same thing”
- but also
- Kai vs. Jongin
- legit you’ll be teasing and making fun of each other and it’s all cute right
- “shhh jagiya just shushhh”
- “no make me >:l ”
- lip bite
- mischievous smile
- ur pinned down
- gets r e a l c l o s e
- “what was that?”
- R.I.P @ u
- just kidding he’ll start laughing and get off bc u looked so scared and cute and you’re hitting him with a pillow
- he’ll make it up later tho
- ;) ;) ;) ;) ;)
- sometimes he’ll get sad and look for you because holding you is his safe place
- and you don’t even have to say anything, just as long as you’re there he’ll be okay
- A relationship with Kim Jongin would exert nothing but unending love and support
- you’re so so lucky

kevaaron hc’s

since i’m falling head-first into kevin/aaron again and sj has seen a lot of Bad hc posts recently, i decided to make an in-character hc post of my own

  • they are both so unnecessarily competitive. not with exy or anything, but with the stupidest shit in existence
    • this is surprising to literally no one
      • aaron: do you think i could snort this
      • kevin: that’s a pixie stick
      • aaron: d o  y o u  t h i n k  i  c o u l d  s n o r t  t h i s
      • kevin: if you snort it you’ll regret it
      • aaron, already splitting it into lines: that wasn’t a no
  • kevin once spent an entire 24 hours pretending aaron didnt exist because aaron called exy ‘glorified baseball’
  • since the height difference is so comical, sometimes aaron stands on increasingly dangerous things to gain kevin’s attention
    • example: once he stood on a minimalistic-style all glass coffee table and then jumped
    • kevin had a heart attack
    • aaron got the reaction he wanted when kevin just scooped him up and carried him off to stable ground, very far away from a now-scuffed coffee table
  • speaking of comical height differences, once or twice, aaron has stolen some of kevin’s sweaters sometimes and everybody could tell at once that it wasn’t his and immediately thought it was nicky’s. 
    • for the record: nicky Does Not Own anything cashmere. he did not appreciate such lies and slander coming from his fellow foxes
    • aaron just liked wearing something larger than him for a day, why won’t people just shut their mouths
  • while making vigorous eye contact, kevin once turned the television screen off when he found aaron playing video games at 2am. this prompted a prank war that lasted a week before wymack put his foot down and told them to work it out
    • in reality, they made out for thirty minutes and kevin had to hide his boner when they went back out to the foxes
  • kevin has had neck problems of a variation. finger-shaped bruises, bite marks, hickeys, and scratches, you name it, he’s had it.
    • instead of being helpful abt it, aaron actually puts him on the spot
      • nicky: ooh, where’d you get that, kev
      • kevin: none of your business
      • aaron: no, kevin, it might be our business. do tell.
      • kevin: fuck you

honestly same lmao this was so fun to write, thank you for the request!!!

-OKAY FIRST OFF, i feel like when you first started dating, this boy would have been on top of the moon because of how happy he was
-he liked you so much . 
-and still does~
-would get excited over so many things you guys do together
-even if it’s the smallest thing (ex. holding hands)
-though he may not show it often
-omg he would be so touchy like he LOOVOOOVES skinship
-likes holding ur hand
-unintentional aegyo 
-”you look really handsome, taeyang..” *BLUSHES aND SMILES SO BIG*
-also loves to compliment you
-speaking of……… ATTENTION!!!!!!!!
-he just wants to know that you love him as much as he does
-he might not show his affection in public as much
-bc he wants to keep his cool exterior
-though there are times where he doesn’t care and will do . the most
-ex. makes sure ur always by his side by wrapping his arm around ur shoulders and never letting go etc.
-*randomly stops whatever he’s doing* ”y/n, U MEAN SO MUCH TO ME”
-ur like????????????? but accept his affection anyways
-but when ur alone hes sososososoo clingy and mushy and soft
-though its very cute
-tbh he would probs rather stay at home and chill w/ u rather than go out on dates
-don’t get me wrong, he loves going out and exploring the world 
-he just loves being alone with you
-but when you do go out, he would make sure u had the best time on every date
-bc of this, he is dominant and aggressive sometimes (esp in public)
-but is overall very gentle and caring towards you
-he would also do A N Y T H I N G for you 
-just wants to make sure that you are always happy c:
-esp if youre really close with another guy
-must must must reassure him
-will probably stay up until late to talk with you over the phone
-really loves to talk with you
-can be about the stupidest things
-but he also loves to have deep and meaningful conversations to understand you even more than he does
-he would listen to ur voice all day if he could
-can be really cheesy
-loves to laugh, and u love his laugh
-so it is a win win
-late night, spontaneous dates!!!!
-ur like a rock he leans on for love and support and trust etc.
-not only a boyfriend but a bff
-you two have so much fun together. listen
-people are honestly jealous of u two when they see how good u are together (i would be)
-puts so much into everything, especially ur relationship
-u might be overwhelmed
-but its good to know that he is very committed 
-bc he is so passionate, sometimes he is unsure of ur feelings, so u gotta reassure him often
-tell him u love him and he will be a blushing mess
-always wants the best for you, and ur relationship 

anonymous asked:

you actually give such good advice because even when you're not sure what to say you just make it sound like you totally know what you're on about and i would probably do anything you told me to

This is my fatal flaw like honestly my mom used to get so mad at me because when we were driving she would wonder aloud which way to turn and I would take a guess and usually it would be wrong but I would say it with so much conviction that she believed me anyway … but I GUESS I can use this to my advantage so, you know what! *insert evil laugh here!* Shower yourself in love and self care, moisturize ur face multiple times a day, brush your teeth two to three times a day, vaccuum your floor, drink as much water as you can remember to, get lots of sleep !  

so i’ve noticed that literally NO ONE talks about intermitten explosive disorder and it makes me pretty uncomfortable and sad because imo if anyone needs support its explosive people
i don’t think its fair to ignore an entire mental illness no matter how unsavory it seems
ied has a very high rate of self harm, property damage, and verbal abuse
ied can incorperate physical assault
if you’ve never dealt with serious anger issues you will never understand what it’s like to lose control like that, you will never know what it’s like to want to destroy everything in an entire room just because you can’t tie your shoe correctly, you’ll never understand what it’s like to choke someone over not getting to use the bathroom first
people refuse to offer support to ieds who want therapy and want medication and want balance in their lives and thats not fair because it’s just as out of their control as your anxiety or depression
do you think anyone WANTS to live like that? you think anyone wants to blow up at the tiniest, stupidest things? you think anyone really wants to destroy entire friendships over one poorly worded sentence or misconstrued gesture?
love people who can’t love themselves
help people who break the bones of the hands that hold theirs
everyone needs help sometimes, please be patient with everyone and especially those who are typically shunned, ignored, and more often than not demonized

dont reblog unless u were professionally diagnosed

anonymous asked:

Do you have any thoughs on supernatural version of cupid? Like are they in some way taking away people's free will by forcing relationships in order to get something done (kinda like mary and john) i have been seeing here on some post and it let me thinking Love your blog btw :)

Hi there! Thank you, I’m glad you like it! :)

Well - I guess my answer to that would be, their Cupid was way too cheerful? Like, in Greek mythology, that would have been Aphrodite’s job, and she wasn’t this meek naked lady walking around on giant sea shells - she was terrifying. There’s a scene in the Iliad where she basically drags Helen to Paris’ bedroom and tells her to shut up and take it, while Helen screams and cries about missing her husband and her daughter, and how she could spare thousands of lives by giving herself up to the Greeks, so, yeah. 

I think what people misunderstand is that those ‘love’ gods were always supposed to represent the ‘phase one’ kind of love, and does that really have anything to do with free will? Because sure, IRL it looks like we do everything ourselves, but do we? That sudden attraction you feel for someone, that need so strong that it blinds you, those thoughts that grow and fester inside your head - what the hell is that about? As far as we know, it’s a hormonal reaction of some kind, and some think it’s produced by our subconscious sniffing of someone else’s sweat or whatever, and that your brain makes grabby hands whenever there’s a good genetic match - and is any of that really about free will of any kind? I mean, I don’t know if this has ever happened to you, but I went through the ‘waking up’ phase several times - that moment when you look at the other person and basically go, Oh crap - because you don’t remember what you ever saw in them, and everything they do is stupid, and their face is the stupidest thing of them all, and to think you wanted to touch their disgusting naked body and get them brekafast in bed every day of their lives - to think you wanted to put your own needs second because all that mattered was their happines - why?

(I mean, I don’t want to be bleak: it doesn’t always end like this. You always ‘wake up’ at some point - I think scientists now say the ‘stupid’ phase lasts three to six months? - but sometimes waking up means that yeah, you can now see that her tattoos are kind of cheesy or his nose is not in the middle of his face or whatever, but their smile is still the cutest and yeah, you could actually spend your whole life with them.)

So I think Supernatural captured this part well - from Dean’s unwilling obsession with Amara to Heaven matching up people who never wanted to be together in the first place, their depiction of superntural creatures intervening in people’s feelings was mostly terrifying. The fact their Cupids were benign creatures, on the other hand - I have my reservations about that, because Love is anything but. And as for free will - as I said, I’m not sure how much free will has to do in our choice of partners anyway, and Heaven doesn’t routinely do this, does it? Apparently, it mostly makes sure some babies will be born, and if there’s ever a time to believe in a Greater Good, I guess this is it? because without the Winchesters, for instance, Lucifer and Michael would have had their Apocalpyse and the Earth would be a scorched wasteland, so. 

Of course, the ironic thing there is that Sam and Dean were supposed to submit to it - that was the whole purpose in creating them, so they’d become vessels and shut up - but things went quite differently. And that’s something else I like about Supernatural - like the Greek tragedies, it reminds us that yes, destiny does exist in some way, but it’d be foolish to believe we can control it, bend it to our will or even know how it will unfold. And the same, more or less, can be said about love.

anonymous asked:

Wally asking Barry and Iris on advice on how to get Linda to go out with him. I'd love it if Wally is shocked to hear Barry once dated Linda (Barry just doesn't seem to be the type Linda goes for) and Iris still be a little jealous.

“So this girl, she’s gorgeous, right? Beautiful hair, the prettiest smile, and not to be a poet, or anything,” Wally said, and Iris snorted a laugh, “but you could get lost in her eyes. And on top of all of that, she’s brash and funny and impulsive and I don’t know. At the same time she’s mature.”

Barry grinned at him. “Are you sure she’s even real, or is she just a figment of your imagination?”

“She definitely doesn’t sound real,” Iris said, and she smiled wide at Barry. They giggled at each other, and Wally rolled his eyes.

“First off, both of you are rude,” he said, pointing at Iris and then Barry. “And second, stop with all of the giggly cuteness, I did not come here for giggly cuteness. I came here for advice. This girl is beautiful. She’s wonderful. And I’m like 75 percent sure she’s into me.”

Iris wiggled her eyebrows. “Only 75 percent sure?”

He shrugged. “Sometimes my flirtation meter is way off. It’s not an exact science, Iris.” Wally grabbed a handful of chips from the bowl Barry had set out for himself; Barry glared at him.

“You could always eat a really spicy pepper in front of her,” Iris said ruefully. “I hear that really works, for some reason.”

“Yeah right,” Wally said, waving his hand in the air. He ate another handful of chips. “That’s pretty much the stupidest thing I’ve ever heard.” He paused, and then looked at her. “Do you think it would work, like, for real? Or are you mocking me right now?”

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Don’t Trust The Custom

As a toddler, I wasn’t sure of most things in my life except for one. 
I hated my mother.

I had a very abusive past with her.
Every time I’d take two steps forward, something she would say or do would put me behind by three steps. And the stupidest part is, I still actually sometimes end up listening to her or caring about her.

Originally posted by twilights-children

She tells me stories about how she used to beat me up as a kid and sounds so fucking proud even talking about them that it scares me.

She told me as a kid I had a habit of banging my head against the floor when I was upset. 18 months old and already going through self harming phases, a normal parent would think that. Instead what she did was, grab me by my hair and bang my head against the floor. And she still proudly preaches this because it got me to stop banging my head on the floor and start destroying myself in other ways.

The family obviously did not approve of her stints with me. So my grandmother kept me away and out of her reach as much as possible and I am thankful to her for that. In fact. I was pretty much raised by my grandmother. She was my first best friend. And I trusted her so much that it took me fourteen years to realise she was taking care of me to turn me against my mother and thereby, into her team. You can imagine how betrayed I felt.

As a kid I used to sleep with my grandmother at night. Mom did not like that. She asked me one night to come sleep with her, but I was dead scared of her. So I said no.
What followed was her dragging me by my hair up to her room, while my grandmother tried desperately to get her to stop pulling at my hair as I screamed my lungs out. She wouldn’t relent.
I spent the night getting punched every ten minutes with my head throbbing, until I finally cried myself to sleep. I was what? Five or maybe six then.

I never saw my mother stand up for me. She never stood up for me when I was getting bullied throughout my elementary school years, and then by other parents.
And I hated her guts.

And in case you hit your child and think that it is okay, you should know what happened to me.

  1. I don’t trust my mother. I cannot trust her with my feelings, my ideas, my dreams. I can never reveal anything to her. Not about the boy I have a crush on, not about the boy I came to love. Not about how I struggled with substance abuse at the time most kids my age were crushing on celebrities.
  2. I feel insecure, constantly. I have learnt to measure my words at home and outside too. It may sound like it’s not a big deal, but it is super scary. Imagine having to control your lungs to breathe oxygen all the time. You can never let your guard down.
  3. You will never be able to understand love. I still don’t know what love is. It comes and goes. Some minutes I feel warm else most of the time it feels like, “Okay, I have a person to text back. Big deal.”
    And worst of all, it doesn’t take me long to get over someone. Because it never took me long to find temporary replacements of all the things causing me pain.
  4. I will never be able to stick around anywhere. And leaving isn’t hard for me. At all. I will forever be scared of settling down. And I will never be able to trust someone wholly. I will never be able to share things, be it problems, responsibilities, things, love. And parenthood and kids will always make me want to run away.
  5. I will forever hate my mother.

My mother is by far the shadiest person I have ever seen. When my friends learn about our differences, the first thing they tell me is,
But she’s so nice.
Trust me, she is not. To her, I will never be an individual entity, capable of having my own feelings and wishes (no matter how whimsical) as long as she continues to pay my bill. I am her investment, a good one if I fetch her some return but a bad one when I take decisions of my own. But all this is way too western for people.Thus, I have a feeling they don’t believe me.

So when the society talks about motherhood, the amazing phenomenon, all I could think of is how amazing would their screams sound when I cram acid down their throats.
i am tired of being optimistic about my relationships. Don’t tell me things will get better with her, they won’t. I don’t want to share your mother with me because I don’t need a mother. I hate mothers. I fucking cringe at the idea of it. These words that I am literally punching in my keyboard are the words I want to shout in your ears but civility stops me.

I don’t want to share your family.
I don’t want to share your mom or your dad.
I don’t want to share your siblings with you.

I want you. And if you can live with it, fine by me. But don’t ever fucking romanticise the empty spaces in my world. Cause there are none. Fuck you. 

Not every story ends up with Rapunzel being united with her parents. Sometimes, Rapunzel spends her night looking at her whitewashed ceiling while the monster snores beside her, and she thinks, someday, she won’t be made to bleed anymore.
Someday, she’ll run away.

Yours Anonymously.

Misunderstandings | Jeon Wonwoo | Part 6/14

Pairing: Jeon Wonwoo X Reader

Summary: You thought he was a devil worshipper, he thought you were a stalker. Turns out, both of you were wrong.

Genre: fluff/angst/comedy

Word Count: 1,795

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anonymous asked:

Is it your left or if someone was to face you left? If it's your left and just below the rib cage it could be your spleen. A ruptured spleen could be very bad - so don't poke it.

my left-hand left, if someone were to face me it’d be on their right side

i’m not sure if it could be that since it’s been going on for so long, but i try my best not to poke it..sometimes it just gets so bad and i just like to pinpoint exactly where it is and just…push down really hard. it’s the stupidest thing i could do, i know, but it just hurts so much so i feel like if i’m poking that hard that i’m causing that pain and it’s not coming from some mysterious thing

i’m trying to stop the poking though, but thanks for the advice. i really appreciate it ;>; 

Thank You, H2O Delirious

The way Delirious owns it and embraces it when he mispronounces words makes me feel better about when I do it all the time. The way he also does this with his stutter makes me more confident about mine. I tend to laugh hysterically at the stupidest shit that probably doesn’t deserve that amount of laugh and I was always kind of worried that people would say something about that, so sometimes I would be afraid to laugh at all. But Delirious just lets it all go and I’m learning to do that too. He puts himself out there despite these little things that I used to be self-conscious about.

Overall Delirious has helped me get over the little quirks I was afraid to show.

anonymous asked:

thank you for your fic 'words of love' it's so cute and sweet ^^ i just wanted to ask if you have any makoharu fic recommendations? thanks so much!!

aaahhhh thank you!! i’m glad you liked it (^///^)

here are my bookmarks on ao3, the ones with ♥ are recs

it’s rather disorganised OTL so i’ll just go through the list for some of my personal faves (that i remember) and put them here…

Catch a Falling Star by hoshruba (i was sobbing under my blankets at 3am while reading this)

Normalcy Be Damned by ThePursuit

sometimes i think the stupidest things by sparklecringe (actually please read all their works uwu)

The Palace That Rose From the Sands  by Anonymous_Ostrich (splash free!au fic, with rei/nagisa and rin/ai, plot heavy)

Whirlpool (in progress) by LeeIsDor (fantasy au fic)

Sketch by closet_fujoshi(chaotic_souljam) (do check out the rest of their works too!)

Monday, Tuesday, Everyday by dahliadenoire (really cute coffee shop au<3)

Seven Hours ‘til I Get To Come Back Home by dahliadenoire (it’s set in tokyo :^) 

Simple Recipe by myth720 (feat. stupid married couple+tachibana twins)

Birthday Blues by hisboywriter 

The Curious Feeling of Falling by fantasticmrlc

Featherlight by wartransmission (makoto being spoiled by haru is <3)

fool for you by fakeplasticlily (p sure scarf sharing between them is canon by now)

Too Much of a Good Thing by Crumbs88 (crack fic ^^)

1000 Kisses by uchiuchi

Treasure Chest by holy_wow

Had we but world enough, and time (in progress) by anditwasstinky(thewicked) (if you’re looking for a fluffy mer!au fic)

follow the ones who whisper your name in their sleep by Recluse (set in season 1)

Causality by Recluse

Three dates and a confession by TwistAndShout

No Reason or Rhyme by furiosity

Dead Reckoning by furiosity 

works by Shimegami

Raising Your Flag (a.k.a hot neighbour fic) hopefully it updates soon… 

and recent works by tothemoon (i love all of them, so…)

sorry if there’s nothing new TwT

Never Alone

“Sel? Are you in there?” Priscilla’s knuckles make contact with the bathroom door. I swallow my breath.

Another knock. Two, three. No answer. The fear is unspoken yet true. My eyes, blurred with tears, wander aimlessly the white grout of the ceramic floor tiles. It hurts.

I can feel the burning in my throat. Keeping my hand pressed against my chest painfully as if to keep it from caving in. Praying I’ll make it out alive.

I’m silent. Still. But screaming on the inside.

I didn’t know it would hurt this bad.

It hurts so fucking bad.

“Selena, open up babe. The Emblem 3 boys are on their last song.”

I can’t breathe anymore. Gasping for air, I choke on my tears feebly, “I’ll be out- out in a minute.”

“Open the door.” Priscilla’s voice has gone from sweet to demanding in an instant.

With all my strength, I gather myself up off the floor. My hands go to my dress, smoothing the wrinkles out of the black sheer material. Catching a glimpse of myself in the mirror, it broke me. You broke me.

But you make me feel crazy, you make me feel like it’s my fault.

My eye makeup runs down my face like paint, staining my raw cheeks. Switching the faucet on, I dampen a messy wad of toilet paper then begin to wipe away any evidence of pain.

The door handle jiggles. I can hear the 5 minute warning coming from the hallway. Frantic, last minute footsteps and backstage preparations. The chant of the crowd has gained in amplitude. Quickly I apply concealer and powder to my skin, covering my eyelashes with a fresh coat of waterproof mascara.


As I finally open the door which leads to my dressing room, I leave the battles I’m fighting alone behind. Priscilla begins to form a sentence but bites her lip and shakes her head.

“There are a bunch of littles out there tonight,” she speaks softly as we walk out towards the stage, “I met a few earlier. They told me to tell you that they love you and that they can’t wait to see you make the stars dance.”

My smile goes from one forced to one of genuine happiness. A switch of mood, attitude, clicks just as usual. I have to be strong. For them.

“I’m nervous,” Justin muttered as I slid my laptop out the mesh side pocket of my overnight bag. It was nearly spilling clothes from the top as I planned to spend the weekend with him. Actually, a majority of the clothes I own used to occupy his closet. Well the guest one, but I had learned it was more convenient just to bring a few outfits with me instead of having to drive over every time I was missing a staple piece from my wardrobe at home.

Justin pulled me into his lap when I walked back towards him, computer in hand. For months now, he had been begging for me to let him watch a music video I shot when we weren’t necessarily in the greatest place relationship wise. The song was heartfelt but raw at the edges and so I hesitated whether or not it was something I wanted him to see; nevertheless release to the public. Especially at this point in time. We were finally back on track and I didn’t want those feelings of hurt and guilt to rise back to the surface.

“Promise me this won’t change things how they are between us now,” I pleaded, pressing my cheek against his shoulder. He nudged his forehead against mine and kissed my hairline softly.

“I promise baby. I’m just a curious little shit, you know that.” I giggled at his words.

“How do you always manage to talk your way into things?”

“It’s one of my many talents.” A cocky grin spread across his face. I didn’t hesitate to slap his chest at that.

“Hey! Be humble!”

His hands shot up in defense, “I was just kidding.” I looked at him with raised eyebrows causing a chuckle to slip past his gorgeous lips. I could kiss them all day if he’d let me.

“You’re such a pain in the ass,” I joked. Setting my laptop aside, I playfully wrapped my arm around Justin’s neck and put him into a headlock. He fell back onto the bed dramatically, escaping my grip and rolling us over so he was laying on top of me.

“Apologize,” he demanded, his eyes glowing in amusement. I shook my head in defiance with a little smirk.


“Fine, no cuddles for the rest of the day.” He got off of me and placed himself back on the edge of the bed, pressing the power button on my computer.

“No fair!” I whined like a child, pouting my lower lip out and folding my arms across my chest. Justin turned his head to look at me and sighed. He’ll give into me. He always does.

“Nope, not gonna work.”

“No cuddles, no music video.” He rolled his eyes and huffed as if he didn’t want to snuggle as much as me.

“Okay, come here.” He gave up quickly, holding his arms open for me to crawl into. I hugged his body to my chest like a teddy bear while his arms wrapped around me like a blanket. This is home, I thought.

“Can I watch the video now?” He asked after a few moments. Nodding, I typed in my password and clicked through my files until I found the folder I was looking for. It took the video some time to load and suddenly the happy-go-lucky mood had lifted and been replaced with a serious one.

Justin squeezed my side as the video began to play. There was a short monologue before the actual song started and I could feel each word of it pierce his heart. His muscles had gone rigid beneath me.

A painstaking four minutes and thirty-five seconds later, it was over. I was anxious for a reaction but his face was blank. The only indicator of emotion being the tears that had welled up in his eyes.

Without speaking, he reached over me to place the laptop on the bedside table, shutting it off in the process.

I frowned, running my hand through his hair, “Please don’t cry.” I didn’t know what I expected from him but it was hard to know what exactly he was feeling when he didn’t communicate.

“Say something.”

“I- I don’t- I just- fuck.” He ran his hand over his face with a groan.

“You don’t like it?”

“No, no! It’s beautiful. It is. You’re so perfect,” he breathed, fiddling with his fingers, “I just- I didn’t know it was that bad for you. I mean I know that I hurt you… but not this much. You sound so heartbroken and vulnerable- it kills me to think that I caused that.”

“We both made mistakes Jay. It wasn’t just you.”

Justin wasn’t the only one who had made bad decisions this past year, two years even. I was searching for my identity whilst trying to please everyone around me, being that role model to the girls who look up to me, and I can’t say I’ve been even close to perfect.

“I never want you to feel like that again. I never want you to feel alone.” He brushed my hair back behind my ear, caressing my cheek with an intense gaze, “I’m going to do anything that I can to show you my love. I love you more than anything in this fucking world and it’s about time I start proving it. You are so precious baby girl.”

“I love you so much,” I managed to get the words out before our lips locked. I didn’t pull away until my lungs ached for oxygen then rested my head against his firm chest, listening to his heartbeat.

“So, who was that guy anyway?” he rasped.

I teased him, “What, you jealous?”

All the scenes I shot with Shiloh were based on true moments with Justin. Making out in the driver’s seat of his car in the parking lot of the grocery store at midnight. Kissing on the countertop in my kitchen after making waffles that burnt. Even the outfits selected, resembled what Justin was wearing in each memory. Obviously he had picked up on those little details.

“Of course I am! You should’ve asked me to be the video guy! I would’ve fit the role perfectly.”

I laughed, “You do realize I was mad at you when I shot the video, right?”

“I know but still.” He pulled me impossibly closer, smothering me in warmth, “you’re my girl. Nobody gets to touch you like I do.”

It’s crazy to me how a year ago, my heart was literally shredded to pieces. I spent so many tears on the stupidest little things. Fights. He had the ability to shatter my confidence with the simplest of words and now, twelve months later my heart is melting at them and I’m more in love than thought possible.

If I had listened to what I knew instead of what I felt, we wouldn’t be here right now. Together. The future that we hold is so unclear but the heart wants what it wants. And sometimes, you have to leap, even with the fear of falling because what if you fly?

Sometimes I...

Sometimes I feel happy,
Sometimes I don’t.
Sometimes I get depressed,
Sometimes I won’t.

Sometimes I want to cry,
Sometimes I am numb.
Sometimes I just want to stop,
Sometimes I think that’s dumb.

Sometimes I cut away the pain,
Sometimes I do it because I broke.
Sometimes I wonder where my heart went,
Sometimes I think it was a a victim from a choke.

Sometimes I feel absolutely nothing at all,
Sometimes I black out and do the stupidest thing.
Sometimes I scream out at the top of my lungs to nothing,
Sometimes I hear a song about you and I so I just sing and sing.

Sometimes I miss you,
Sometimes I wish we never met.
Sometimes I to hug you all day,
Sometimes I think we can never connect.

Sometimes I want to die,
Sometimes I wish I could.
Sometimes I think I can do it,
Sometimes I know I never would.

He Got Married: Part I

TITLE: He Got Married: Part I, Part II, Part III (smut)
AUTHOR: BieupBiased
SUMMARY: Jackson has been casted for We Got Married and his gf is having trouble with the news
MEMBERS: Jackson x Reader
TYPE: Angst/fluff


It’s 4 am and your phone is buzzing.

It’s your boyfriend, Jackson.

“Hi, baby” you say softly into the receiver.

“Hi, kitten. I’m sorry to wake you up. I wanted to hear your voice.”

You sit up and try to wake up so you won’t fall asleep on the call.

“How was your day? Are you working hard?”

He hesitates to answer, which is weird, because he’s never had a problem with saying what’s on his mind.

“Yeah, a lot of practice and meetings. I miss you so much, kitten. i wish I was there with you.”

“I miss you too, Jackson….Is everything okay?” You open your eyes fully now, you know something is wrong.

“Kitten, they want me to go on We Got Married.”

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asschan  asked:

do you have any makoharu fic recs? :)

YES… ive read so many fic but i just looked thru my bkmks and only found a handful but they r lke.. my fave…

Home Port - Shimegami

Catch A Falling Star - hoshroba

and i found it there (in your heart) - byuldeureul

The Waiting Years - usagi-mono

Remembering to Breathe - usagi-mono

It Goes Without Saying - usagi-mono

Holding His Breath - AoiGensou

Sleep Habits - MyCurrentObsession

the care & feeding of small marine animals - Donatello

sometimes i think the stupidest things - sparklecringe

Frenzied - Thesis

how i handle business - sparklecringe (sparklecringe is so good at porn OMhfhsdhgk)

Action! - caffinekitty (im desperate for update LOL T_T)

THESE R A FEW.. plz also rec me good mh fics ^O^ 


I really wish there was a full version of the Spanish language Apology Song as there is in English B(. Diego Luna is so gooood in both languages, but afaik spanish is actually his native language, ha. Shoulda guessed that sooner, I think :y.

As is there is no shock, there is differences in the lyrics if you attempt to translate the spanish back to english. But it is far more depressing than I was expecting, differences aside

Toro, me da pena y te suplico perdonar
A todos los que un día te vinieron a matar
Sufriste la injusticia de otros tantos como tú
Te ofrezco mis disculpas, respeto y gratitud.

¿Me perdonas? Toro ¿Me perdonas?
Mi verdad está en esta canción
Si nos quisimos matar
te ruego que hoy me puedas escuchar

Si puedes perdonar, si puedes perdonar
La paz llegará
Si puedes perdonar el amor vivirá
Siempre vivirá

Toro, I am ashamed and beg for your forgiveness
To all those who one day came to kill you
You suffered injustice and so many others like you
I offer my apologies, respect and gratitude.

Forgive me. Toro, will you forgive me?
My truth is in this song.
If we wanted to kill
I pray that today you can hear me

If you can forgive, if you can forgive
Peace will come
If you can forgive, love will live
It will always live

It’s kinda choppy and I looked a couple things up. Puedas confused me for a bit but then I understood after looking it up. IDK for some reason I felt like stretching my comprehension by translating something. I need to practice more, but conjugating things in the past tense was my least favorite subject when I took spanish in high school :U