It's all about Barbie - Chapter 3 (Trixya)- Djoodi
A/N: Hey guys! I’m back back back again :) And I’m sorry that it took some time for me to get this one done, but school is back so I don’t really have a lot of time to write! But I’m so happy to see that people left some really positive feedback! <3
If you haven’t read chapters 1 and 2 they are here: chapter 1; chapter 2! And I created a sideblog (but I suck so bad at using tumblr so I’m already sorry for my mistakes lol)!
Also, VicThirteen was the nicest person™ and helped me as a beta! Thank you so much <3
All the rfa and their mc doing the bf/gf does my makeup challenge on each other please? :D
(a/n this isn’t like a video or something and it’s just the RFA members getting their makeup done and them doing yours) (pps I didn’t want this to be too long so i changed the layout a lil and shortened it - it’s just for this hc)
doing his makeup:
i feel like he’d ASK you to do his makeup around halloween?? (he wants to look cool)
he sees your makeup and how you managed to make your lipstick look like dried blood, and it looked like you had a bruise
jealous yoosung because his girlfriend looks so badass ◔̯◔
and he’s there probably wearing a smurf costume or something
so you start doing his makeup and he sits there and asks what EVERYTHING IS
when you have more than one of the same thing he freaks out because
Every one says that Acnologia is Natsu and Zeref’s father. I do not think so in that case because their father died in a fire, and both boys confronted the dragon, Natsu during the Tenrou Arc and Zeref did during the Avatar Arc, and you would think no matter how evil or power crazed this large Dragon is, he would of noticed them to be his sons. No they do not look like him, thats for sure, but maybe some resemblance in their mother would of brought back some sort of memory to him. Like maybe the way they smelled or looked or even acted. Look back at Guildarts and Cana. She does not resemble her father by looks but her mother, and even after all the woman he layed, he remembered Cornelia the only woman he ever loved. Now the whole thing about Gajeel, I can’t say beings we do not even know that much about him when it comes to the past flash backs as a child, so I could say he still stands as a possibility as being Acnologia’s son. But, I say different, I strongly believe Acnologia is the father to Wendy. Both of them have dark blue hair. Here are pictures of them side by side….
I can not find an actual art piece of Acnologia by Hiro Mashima but this with Acnologia. But his hair is Dark blue
Wendy’s characteristics on wiki
Acnologia’s Characteristics Wiki
Both have dark blue hair. Though Acnologia has green eyes and Wendy has brown, she could of easily obtained those from her mother or an earlier generation in the family.
You might be thinking by now, is that the only proof because that is not enough if so. No, I have more proof. Lets look at their magic and other similarities.
The Dragon Roar they use is so similar. Here, take a look for yourself in these Gifs.
Acnologia’s Dragon Roar
Wendy’s Dragon Roar
Now, the colors and force seem pretty much close. I do not know what exactly is Acnologia’s element, kinda looks like strong hurricane or tornado based winds, like strong like those. I was told by a friend that since he was known for killing all the dragon slayers his magic is etherion, which we know is several elements put together.
Still Pictures of the Dragon Roars
Even if so, his name means destruction and thats what he is all about. Think about it. While Wendy’s Sky magic can heal, it can also destroy winds can be destructive depending on how many mph they are going.
Another thing I want to share,
Look at the wings on Wendy’s Dragon Force
Look at Acnologia’s Dragon wings.
The wings on Wendy’s back are very close to the shape of Acnologia’s dragon wings.
So far this is the only proof and evidence to back up my theory, I will add more to this post might there be more pieces i have not noticed. Yes, I know Acnologia is out to kill all the Dragon Slayers, but he has not had any one on one contact with Wendy yet, so should he narrow her down and no one is around to save her, I believe we will see more signs then to determine if this theory is true. I stand strong by this and if it is true, well, by golly lol.
When the sun comes out but somehow it still manages to rain. you wonder if the old wives tales are true, is a witch actually getting married to a man that doesn’t know her powers?
Sometimes you forget that Sharon Tate lived life on these dusty nuclear grounds. would she be alive and happy if she would have stayed?
Trains so many trains. coming in and out of your life, waking you up from deep sleep, disrupting your class. you cant stop them, nothing will.
The black mud of the hood canal seeped around your legs, youre stuck in this pacific northwest quicksand. you escape just barely with your boots still where you used to stand. maybe thats why on warm rainy days the air smells of rotting bodies and fish, some people weren’t so lucky.
Have you ever walked down the main streets in Seattle at 3 am? the streets are empty. You try and run to where you have to be. “I shouldn’t be out this late at night alone” you think to yourself. Someone walks in front of you and you scream, but you notice its just an homeless woman, who asks “Can I please have a cigarette?”
“Sasquatch? oh what a joke” your friend from out of state laughs. she wont be laughing when she smells death right behind her in the woods.
The cops never were able to identify the woman whose body floated on top of the Spokane River. Your mother warned you that would be you if you went into those calm waters.
People seem to forget too easily that torture methods were invented right in your backyard
You haven’t seen the sun in so long. Your skin is so pale that you are scared your scared its about to disappear. It wouldn’t really matter anyway, you’re all just demons in meat suits anyway.
Summary: He sucks at commitment and she has a shitty memory.
Word Count: 2,479
A/N: Okay, as suggested by our beloved beagle anon, I’m starting a spin-off series from Misunderstandigs about Mingyu! Prepare your butts, because this is about to be another emotional roller coaster. Also is it just me or do you all imagine Mingyu as a childish little jerk? God, I love this boy. ~Jasmine
Request: Can I request a Liam smut where Liam texts y/n, like, I need, and she freaks out thinking that he’s hurt or in danger, but she goes rushing to find him and he’s just really horny, and she gets mad at him but he eventually apologizes and she makes him come from dirty talk and dry humping and then is all smug about it afterwards?
This is going to completely horrify a lot of you, but last month I had a bit of dry skin, a candle, and nothing better to do. I decided to find out what the smell of burning skin was like (why not?) and was predictably disgusted and regretted everything.
Then I noticed that the candle I had used to burn it was sitting on top of my Ouija board.
When I told her, R just said “if this happened in a horror movie, I would call bullshit, no one is that dumb”.
"Is that mine?" he asks, noticing the TEENAGE RUNAWAY emblazoned on your chest. "Perhaps," you smirk, sitting on his lap. "Looks better on you than it did on me," he presses a kiss to your cheek and smiles. "I love when you borrow my clothes," he yawns, burying his face in his sleeve. "Cause they always smell like you when I get them back."
"That cologne is my favorite," you hum, nuzzling his neck. "Is it? I wear it all the time," he laughs, wrapping an arm around your waist. "I know, but I like it because it's just you." He raises an eyebrow in confusion. "It just...smells like you, it's your scent. And it's perfect and I like how it lingers on your clothes and on me when we cuddle." He smiles and kisses your cheek. "That's the sweetest, I love you."
"Is that my pillow?" you squint at the Skype screen as you notice a familiar pillowcase in the background. "This?" he reaches behind him and grabs it, wrapping it in his arms. "Yes," he buries his chin in it and shrugs. "I borrowed it from you." You raise an eyebrow and smile. "Why?" He thinks for a moment before he replies. "'Cause it smells like you and when I miss you it's almost like you're curled up with me in bed," he admits sheepishly. "I mean, um. Yeah."
"I miss you," he frowns, cradling the phone on his ear. "I know," you sigh, toying with the thread on your sweater. "I miss you, too." You hear rustling around and then his familiar laugh. "I still have your beanie here," you hear him smiling through the phone. "Still smells like you, and I'm totally going to wear it." You smile to yourself and laugh. "You're gonna stretch it out with your big head," you tease. "No way! My cranium is average-sized," he retorts, laughing. "Plus, too late! Said beanie has already made its way to my AVERAGE-sized noggin."
"This flannel smells like girl," he muses, raising a sleeve to his nose. "Specifically really pretty girl who is currently sitting on my sofa." You turn to look at him and laugh. "I may have borrowed it," you shrug, making room for him as he sits next to you. "But at least it smells much nicer than it did before." He laughs and presses a kiss to your cheek. "That's true, sometimes the manly scent of sweat and man isn't the best."
Not losing weight? Well did anyone tell you that's okay?
I’ve been hanging around here along time, some would say like a bad smell, others the opposite. But one thing I have noticed is the pure STRESS that can be caused when a person feels they are doing everything as they should and they don’t seem to be shifting inches or lbs.
I’m a victim of this, I’ll certainly admit to being this way sometimes. ‘I’m not overeating? I’m not undereating? I’m working out? I’m running? I’m eating the right foods?’ yet a month or more will pass and you’ll think that YOU’RE doing something wrong.
This is perpetuated by people who ask a gazillion questions, well are you doing this? that? this? that? and when you answer correctly to their quiz, they look bemused and confused.
Hey, guess what? Sometimes your body just don’t wanna lose weight.
Sometimes stress, can cause our loss to stagnate. You might not be screaming the house down or tearing out your hair but even gradual levels of constant stress can cause our bodies to look at fixing the more important things going on than just do the simple job of shedding fat.
Calories in, calories out is seriously not the be all and end all and please end a conversation immediately if someone says that it is. Our bodies are not calculators, they don’t do sums. They are the most intricate, complicated and incredible machines on the entire planet and to intimate that they are merely just numbers in and numbers out like an excel spreadsheet is an insult to the human race.
When I began to treat my body and my soul as two different beings that somewhat, met in the middle, we got on much better. I let it rest, I force it to work hard, I listen to it, it listens to me, it doesn’t give a shit if I wanna fit into a smaller dress for a specific occasion, it works it’s fucking butt off so that my soul can stay here.
It’s okay to tell someone that just SOMETIMES the body doesn’t want to do what you want it to do, this month, your body just MIGHT NOT WANNA LOSE FAT. It’s stubborn and all but it will at some point do what you want it to do if you work together and listen to one another. Be patient, keep calm and carry on.