Dance with me

(Sebastian Stan x Reader)
Thank you anonymous requester!

You and Sebastian are arguing and he suddenly puts on music and slow dances with you.

Warnings: Language, fluff.

“You sound just like my ex right now.” Sebastian scoffed.

“Excuse me?” You asked, voice full of anger.

You and Sebastian had been arguing about who should do this dishes, when it took a turn for the worst.

“I do everything around here.” He mocked in a high pitched tone, imitating you.

“And you’re telling me I sound like your fucking ex because of that?” You yelled, throwing your hands in the air in frustration.

“You know what, forget about it, I’ll do the dishes.” He sighed in defeat.

“Oh no, this is not over.” You retort.

“Holy Shit Y/n, just get over it okay?” He demanded, having no sympathy for what he just said to you as he walked into the kitchen.

“Just get over it? Sure, yeah no big deal. Don’t even say sorry, it’s not like what you said hurt me or anything.” You respond sarcastically, yelling at him from the living room with a lump forming in your throat.

Sure it was a stupid reason to get upset, but being told you’re like your significant other’s ex is one of the worst things they could possibly say. They broke up with their previous lover for a reason, and saying this could indicate that the current relationship wasn’t going to last. You and Seb didn’t fight much, making this another reason why the argument was making you so upset. When Sebastian heard your voice break he knew he had really screwed up.

“Y/n, Doll I’m sorry.” He cooed, making his way back into your arms.

You pushed him off of you and inconspicuously tried to wipe the tears streaming down your rosy cheeks.

“I didn’t mean it.” He whispered from behind you

“Then why did you say it?” You cried, giving up and allowing him to pull you into an embrace.

“Because I’m an idiot.” He stated, stroking your hair.

“Well you’re not wrong.” Your muffled laugh vibrated, face still buried in his chest.

“I’m sorry.” He let go of you and walked over to the old record player.

“What are you doing?” You inquired as he placed ‘I don’t want to miss a thing’ by Aerosmith on the player.

The music started playing and he walked over to you with an outstretched hand, “May I have this dance?”

You didn’t reply, you simply grabbed his hand and allowed him to lead you.

“I love you Y/n.” He said softly with his chin resting on the top of your head.

“I love you too.”

anonymous asked:

Hi! I've been really concerned about my mental health recently (e.i. the past few months, maybe a year now?), and I really want to talk to my mom about getting me a doctor's appointment so I can address it. The thing is, she apparently doesn't like putting labels on things and brushed me off. This was months ago. Should I ask again? If so, any idea of what I should say to convince her? I don't want to get any worse than I am now (I grew up in a mentally abusive household, so....)

tell her that you wanna go talk to someone and it has nothing to do with labels. just talking doesn’t require labels

goldcaught  asked:

headcanons + BODYGUARD AU

This one was tough, because I kept going back and forth on who should be the bodyguard. For once, I went the slightly more typical route and said it would be Klaus (although I should totally write a one  shot where it’s Caroline).

  1. He’s her bodyguard because she witnessed a murder. But she also has to  go home because her BFFs Bonnie and Enzo are getting married AND I AM BOTH MAID OF HONOR AND BEST MAN, I CAN’T STAY HERE!!
  2. You know what this means, right?  It means this is also a fake dating AU.  Enzo is very distressed, because Gorgeous, you always tell me about your men, how do  I not know about this? (cue Klaus in the background: Men? REally, Love?)
  3. I’m unsure who the villain would be, but possibly evil!Stefan who will also  be her evil!Ex, and Klaus will  shoot him.
  4. They have to share a bed.  Because if they don’t, Enzo will totally know. HE JUST KNOWS THINGS KLAUS!!
  5. One  of them will probably almost die - likely Klaus - cuing tearful, heartfelt promises of love and that it wasn’t just sex (because they’d  only last, like, three days sharing a bed without sex. I’m here for the emotional slow burn,not the sexual one, thanks).

Send me a ship and an AU for headcanons

Sparring Match

Eric x Reader

Requested: No

Warnings: None

“You know Eric likes you, right.” Tori said one day as you had come to complain to her about Eric again.

“Wait what?” You asked, clearly confused.

“Yeah I heard him talking about you. He makes you sound so dreamy you know.”

You made a disgusted face and Tori giggled.

“So…” Tori pushed, nudging you.

You jumped off the counter and looked at some of the tattoos.

“So what?” You asked.

“Do you like him back?”

“No! Maybe! Yes! Kinda! I don’t know!”

“Are you aware that you just gave me every possible answer to that question?”


Tori shook her head, smiling. “You should tell him. Maybe then he’d stop being such and ass and ask you out.”


That whole night you thought about Eric. Did he like you? Did you like him? I mean, he was good looking. And he could work out for like ever. But… You sighed and closed your eyes. Maybe…

“Your going too easy on them.” Eric said for the thousandth time.

You rolled your eyes and re-positioned one of the initiates position, putting your hands on his waist the move him. You saw Eric tense up. Maybe he did like you… You grinned absent-mindly.

“Should we do a sparring session?” You asked, moving to the mat.

“Why don’t you fight one of them?” Eric said. “At least you’ll be able to beat an initiate. Hopefully.” He added, casting his eyes down and smirking.

“Alright. How about you and me?” You challenged. “The kids can get some pointers.”

Eric laughed. “Seriously?”

You smiled innocently, showing your shiny white teeth. “Yeah… I know how you move, Eric.” You added edge to your voice. “It’ll be as easy as hitting the bullseye.”
Everyone knew you were the best archer in Dauntless.

Worry crossed his eyes before he shook it away and stepped onto the mat. “Alright. I’ll let you take the first swing.”

You stepped onto the mat across from him and got into position.

“Everyone knows whoever takes the first swing looses.” You growled.

“Really?” He raised an eyebrow before sending a jab straight into your jaw. “And to think your jawline was the prettiest thing about you.”

You snapped your neck so you jaw popped back. “No. It’s my hair.” You said. “And mess with my hair. And I can make your death look like an accident.” You pretended to throw a punch at his face but doubled back and kicked him in the gut. He doubled over and you landed a few good punches over his head.

The fight lasted a good 10 minutes but eventually there was so much blood and both of you were puffed out so you called the fight off. Eric was bleeding from his nose, his head, his shoulder and he had a cut across his waist where you swiped your nails across. Your lip, head, arm and finger was bleeding.

“You shouldn’t be able to use nails in a fight.” Eric said as you both sat next to each other on the bench to clean your injuries and watch the initiates spar.

“It’s all about survival.” You said, holding up your bleeding finger. “Well…” You sighed. “That one is gonna have to grow back.”

Eric looked away disgustingly.

“Dude, you look like you’ve just drowned five million times. You shouldn’t be disgusted by a lost fingernail.”

He shook his head. “I’m disgusted at why we fight all the time. Everything is an argument… When did this even start?”



“Y/N!” You mom called from the top of the building you were climbing. Eric’s mom stood beside her, looking worried. “Can you go back and help Eric? He’s struggling.”

You rolled your eyes, smiling and headed back down. When you reached him, you held your hand out for him to take. He did, but he pulled you down to him. You tumbled over his head and plummeted towards the ground.



“I believe it started when we were seven and you almost killed me.” You said.

“Ah… That…” He looked down. “I must of been stronger than I anticipated.”

“Why is it always about strength to you?” You snapped. “Yeah, I’m not stronger than you. But I’m faster. I’m more agile and flexible. I can shoot a bow or even a gun better than you. And you don’t appreciate any of it!”

“Strength gives you better status.”

“There’s only one kind of status that matters to me. And that’s dead or alive. And I don’t know about you but I’d rather stay alive.”
You sighed.
“I physically don’t have the strength to beat someone in a fight. So I work on my other strengths. You want me dead? That’s your opinion. But it’s not my reality. And I’m not gonna put myself down because one person in the world thinks I’m not good enough.”

You stood up to leave but he grabbed your wrist, spinning you around and his lips crashed into yours.

anonymous asked:

Cupcake what do you think about Papyrus possibly getting a sentry position with the Royal Guard?

Oh, I’m actually all for it! The sentry position is really just, eh… well, I don’t want to call it a joke, but it’s more… honorary?

I mean, we depend on the Royal Guard all over the Underground, to protect and serve our communities. So the sentries in Snowdin really only have two tasks; look out for humans, and alert a Royal Guard Patrol if they see one.

Oh, that reminds me actually, I should probably reassure Wingdin about what Papyrus is doing when she gets home… I won’t tell her he’s doing it just to slack off, of course, but she’s been terribly worried he’s going to hurt himself…

anonymous asked:

Hey there Chris! So I'm dealing with hypothyroid and it's almost impossible for me to lose weight, whatever I lose I gain it back. Is there anything that can help? Like workout, diet, etc. I'm tired of hating the way I look. I'm 18 years old, 5'5" and 215 pounds. Please help if possible.

Have you been diagnosed by a doctor? They should be able to answer all of those questions for you as it relates to your hypothyroidism and according to your health history. I don’t feel comfortable telling you what to do to lose weight other than eating differently and moving more to create a healthy deficit for fat loss. Read through the pages on my blog if you aren’t familiar with all of that. I have been diagnosed with hypothyroidism and as long as I take my medication as prescribed by my doctor, I lose weight without much difficulty! I don’t avoid any specific foods or do certain exercises just because of my hypothyroidism. If you aren’t on meds, definitely ask your doctor about it.

anonymous asked:

I'm highly senstive and I just.. I've been having bouts of no one is really listening to me or reading what I have to say if it's a really long thing cause I just.. I like telling stories! It's what I do! It's fun! It helps me cope!

if you feel like people aren’t paying enough attention you should confront them!! you deserve to be paid attention to

Fan art of You’re Not a Lost Cause by @hellofriend304

This is part of the video scene… I think it would be better to post it like this?

(I don’t know how to make the images not show unless you click in there ;;;m; )

Anyways…I don’t know if I captured the mood and expressions correctly, but I tried my best to do so. It’s my interpretation of what I read.

Please tell me if I did anything wrong cuz I don’t use tumblr a lot.

That’s all the parts I did… I feel that the next scenes would express the feel better with close ups…I just decided not to do it.

For some reason the hotel room looks like this in my head. It’s like those luxurious looking beds with red curtains all around…(Although I didn’t do much with the background) And I think the bright red and yellow creates a contrast with the content. This scene feels like it should be in a dimly lit room or in black and gray, but that wouldn’t seem realistic to the situation, so I decided to draw a really bright room with red curtain…

I tried with the bruises and stuff…I don’t know if it looks enough to show how pale he is >m<

I don’t feel like tagging cuz it has nothing to do with the original game, it’s something for a fan fic.

anonymous asked:

I've been talking to this guy for 10 months. We tell each other we love each other. And for the most part I believe him. He's been talking to other females all while talking to me but I wouldn't talk to anyone else for the first 6months. Up until now I do talk to other men but I'm a virgin. I tell him Ima loose it to him but I don't think I should. He doesn't show any signs that he wants to commit to me. Why should I give myself to him if he doesn't genuinely love me? What do you think, advice?

leave him , you shouldnt play his games . someone else will want you and treat you right & dont have sex with him cause he’ll just keep coming back for the sex

anonymous asked:

So I've known for a few years I should see someone about possibly having ADHD, and I would do it now but I don't believe insurance covers it and I don't want to go alone. So I would have to talk to my parents. My dad doesn't believe it's real while my mom is a psychologist and I've hinted at problems I'm having but the response I get is always try harder then, and when I mention I do all the time, she just says she hasn't seen me try. What I should say to her since I need her support?

It might take more than hints to convince your mom that you’re really having a hard time. Try writing down specific situations where things are difficult or go wrong, and emphazise why these things cause you problems. When she tells you to try harder, have examples ready of how you have tried. If it didn’t work, tell her that too.

If she still doesn’t want to take you seriously, it could be helpful to ask her what she thinks you should do in these situations. The advice she has might not be helpful (or it might be very helpful) but this way you can show her that you are trying. Hopefully once she sees that she’ll be more open to considering ADHD.

Otherwise I’d suggest checking if your insurance really won’t cover it. Hopefully your parents will come around, but if nothing else you might have to do it without them. You deserve help for the things you struggle with, whether or not your parents are willing to provide it.


anonymous asked:

how do i learn to understand myself? sometimes i like boys and sometimes i like girls and i never feel quite at home in the town i've lived in my whole life, always like im living a life i shouldn't be. how do you find self acceptance and peace?

to understand yourself, you need to listen to what you want!! if you’ve never felt at home where you live, the universe is telling you that for a reason - once you move out, go and explore new places, and you will find where you are meant to be. liking girls and boys, you could be bisexual! idk how old you are so its a bit hard for me to say, but as you grow up things will become clearer and you will have a clearer understanding of your sexuality. i think you should live based on your intuition and feelings, and if you do that then you will find self acceptance and peace in every aspect of your life! <3

anonymous asked:

I am returning your property to you and returning to Mr. Baskin's house. I believe me and him need to have a chat. Miss Hagel needs to be cut open I'm afraid, so maybe you should get to that. -M.I.V.

What?  Excuse me, What?  MIV WE HAD A DEAL!

What on earth do you think you’re doing you-?!  NO. No, please, MIV, I’m begging you, MIV don’t tell him.  Please.  I’ll give you anything.  What do you want?  Back inside my head?  What? Whatever it is, it’s yours, just for the love oF GOD don’t let Bask find out about this.

kissesallover  asked:

to dearest anon, you will never ever fucking understand what she feels. you will never EVER understand. not unless you get into her shoes. tell me how the hell you would know what it feels like? do NOT tell her what she should do. do NOT tell her that she isn't doing anything about the situation. do NOT tell her she does not have any brains cause you have no idea what she's doing to get her rapist locked up. i suggest you stay quiet about the situation. cause you will never ever understand. ever



That’s definitely not the first thing that should have come to mind, Kuroo

(tho it looks like no one really minds

aside from bokuto that is)

i went with sexy hawkeye as my costume. and so did at least half of the other avengers & shield agents. awkward

i told steve no photos so he drew a picture instead. asshole

  • Moon in the 1st house:
  • "I'm emotional. The sky must feel it and know it. I will make rain
  • Moon in the 2nd house:
  • "I'm emotional. I need to spend all my money on lipstick and dresses and anything on 'sale"'
  • Moon in the 3rd house:
  • "I'm emotional. I better make a long blog post or tell everybody"
  • Moon in the 4th house:
  • "I'm emotional. I need my bed. I need my home. I need my pillow. I need cuddles"
  • Moon in the 5th house:
  • "I'm emotional. It's time to perform!"
  • Moon in the 6th house:
  • "I'm emotional. But why do I have feelings at all when they are so disordered and vulgar. They should be better"
  • Moon in the 7th house:
  • "I'm emotional. And everyone around me has a sad face too. Look what I do to people"
  • Moon in the 8th house:
  • "I'm emotional. Voices from the unconscious are ridiculing me again"
  • Moon in the 9th house:
  • "I'm emotional. I need to run away. I need to be anywhere but here"
  • Moon in the 10th house:
  • "I'm emotional. Let's evaluate all the ways I have failed"
  • Moon in the 11th house:
  • "I'm emotional. I need to save the world"
  • Moon in the 12th house:
  • "I'm emotional. I better hide, I better get away from people, or it won't stop"

anonymous asked:

I have no idea how my future will be. I have no clue what I'm going to do can you help me?

I’ve been searching the internet for search sites and apps that could help me with this indecision.

I found this app called Good & Co. It helps you find out what kind of person you are, it has a lot of short quizzes with various scenarios. After you do it, you will get a score that will tell you what traits you have. What type of jobs you may be interested in, and the best college for you and more.

Thanks to Good & Co, it made me understand what kind of person I am, what kind of college I should go for, and make myself more confident. I know what I want, to finish my law school and be a great lawyer. I am very grateful for the Good & Co. app.

For those of you who are undecided about what you want for life, you should give Good & Co. a chance.

Maybe you can find out something about yourself that completely changes your life, and change it for the better.


rinse the blood off my space toga

“Can I see? Wait, there’s no shafts? it just.. grows in two colours?”
“Er. Not exactly.”
“The other humans’ plumage isn’t near this bright. Are you a born leader?”
“HAH. no.”
“It signifies caste, then? Or a mating display?!”
“Not even close. I went out and paid an artisan to apply a harsh chemical to rip out my natural colouration, then apply this artificial one.”
“That sounds.. unpleasant.”
“Yeah it burned like a <<dog?>>, my scalp was tender for days after.”
“If it doesn’t create any advantages, what’s the point?”
“Ah, it just looks <<rutting>> <<cold>>. What other reason do we need?”
“..humans are weird. .. .. .. do you think it would work on feathers?”