this is cheating but whatever

Not So Berry Legacy Challenge

Do you like the rainbow? Do you like the idea of playing with berry Sims but hate berry Sims? Do you want to mess around with aspects of the game you’ve never used before? Boy, do I have the challenge for you!

Welcome to the Not So Berry Legacy Challenge, a ten generation legacy with a focus on bright colors and new experiences.

Basic Rules:

  1. Each heir must represent the color of the generation (i.e. hair, makeup, clothing), but brightly colored skin is not necessary (these aren’t actually berry Sims, that’s the joke)
  2. The colors of the spouses don’t matter as they aren’t part of the challenge. Unless otherwise stated you can do whatever you please with them.
  3. Money cheats can be used, but not excessively. Suggestion: use freerealestate for your first home, but no cheats afterward.
  4. You may live wherever you please unless something is specified in the rules of a generation.
  5. Every generation is supposed to complete both the career and aspiration of the heir unless explicitly stated otherwise.
  6. Keep the lifespan on normal.
  7. If you play this challenge and want to share it with us, go ahead and post with #notsoberry so we can see!

My good friend @alwaysimming​ and I kind of created this challenge on accident, but I think it turned out pretty great. We wanted to make something that forced us to play with parts of the game we’ve never explored before. Hopefully you’ll have fun too. You can follow our gameplay on @mintiphresh​ and @lea-fey​ (pronounced “minty fresh” and “leafy”)!

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Ruin my chances at my dream job, will you? Please, let me return the favor.
(long story. tl;dr at the end)

I am a nurse. When I was in nursing school, I loved my rotation through ICU and wanted nothing more than to be an ICU nurse, because I eventually wanted to become a nurse anesthetist (ICU experience is required for anesthesia school). My first job after graduation was not in ICU, but after 10 months as a nurse, I was offered a position in a Multi-system ICU. It was a training program for new nurses and I was told I would get 16 weeks of training. Fantastic! I was so excited! Then right before I started, I was told, oops, no, you actually only get 6 weeks of training. Um, okay, kind of concerned that that’s not enough time, but I’m going to try my best. I was somewhat apprehensive, but still excited. Until I met my preceptor.

This girl was undoubtedly intelligent and knew her job, but she was so mean to me that I was regularly having near-panic attacks in the few weeks I worked there. She would send huge emails to the educator about how much I sucked, and would ream me out in front of other staff and patients (one time one of the other nurses had to intervene). The other girl who started the program at the same time as me even said how awful my preceptor was being to me. She was also arrogant as fuck, and always bragged about shit, like how her fiancé (who was a practicing nurse anesthetist and made a lot of money) paid all this money for her engagement ring, and paid all this money for his surprise proposal, and how once they were married and had kids if she wanted a thousand dollar baby stroller, that’s what he was going to buy her, and how her wedding was going to be so big and fancy and expensive and perfect. And she was one of those people who was “super Christian,” and was fake nice and passive aggressive when talking to you that it starts to make you wonder if you’re crazy for seeing the vile in them. I hated her with the fire of a thousand burning suns.

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I know they’re just fictional characters, it’s been 78 years and this is not good for my blood pressure, but it physically pains me when people take the best scenes of Sasuke caring as proof of how much he doesn’t care.

Sasuke can’t word. Like, at all. He’s absolutely terrible at stuff like giving verbal reassurance or even at explaining himself clearly. He’s your go-to guy if you have a meteorite problem or an alien problem or… some other highly unlikely problem like that, but to assume that he possesses the basic skills necessary to send an obligatory ‘get well soon’ card to someone without accidentally insulting the person’s intelligence and ancestors in the process would be a mistake.

To make things even more hilarious (or sad depending on the context) it’s not even a tsundere thing. He doesn’t say the opposite of what he means, he says exactly what he means but in such a succinct and blunt fashion it leaves people feeling like he’s being purposefully vague or just straight up rude. This is because Sasuke can not only not word but he also can’t people, so he’s the type who will assume that his partner in conversation will just get what he means if he gives them a nudge – or a hn, I suppose – in the right direction. A prime example of this would be every time he called Sakura “annoying” when what he really meant was, “I already decided to leave you and everyone else I care about behind so could you maybe stop actively reminding me of how incredibly difficult that was,” as well as this glorious mess right here:

What Sakura thinks Sasuke just said: My life is none of your business.

What Sasuke thinks Sasuke just said: It’s my road to redemption. You have nothing to do with my sins. [It doesn’t matter whether or not I want you with me because this isn’t your cross to bear. I can’t expect you to leave your family and friends behind and put your career on hold in favor of wandering around the continent with me while I sort out the mess that is my life. You have a life of your own and while I’m grateful for your offer, I care about you too much to take you up on it.] *forehead poke*

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Nah I just got a weird headcanon where mads and Laurens meet up and just talk about random shit and their boyfriends. (It’s like a fucking fanfiction, not just a headcanon but oh well. Read at your own risk..) They can Only do it every Thursday (taking turns to buy each other coffee) because Jef and Ham are always arguing, and James and John are always apologising to each other like “Im sorry Alex punched Thomas in the nose yesterday…” But both are convinced that deep down they really don’t hate each other (and of course they don’t). Whenever James is going out, he’s like “okay Thomas, I’ll be back in a bit,” and Thomas is really clingy but decides he can’t really stop him and keep him. When John is going out on the other hand he doesn’t really bother to tell Alex because he’s always busy, instead leaving a note on the counter saying ‘back soon, -jack’ doubts Alex even reads the notes (but he does). So basically John and James just talk by their usual window seat, and James sometimes complains that Thomas is being really clingy or whatever, but he feels like he doesn’t want it any other way. And then John kinda sighs and briefly mentions how he wished he could spend more time with Alex, but insists it’s fine and shit. James sometimes teases John, like “what’s it like dating a toddler,” hinting the 'tantrums’ Alex pulls after loosing an argument with Thomas, and John’s like “sometimes I just wish he’d act his age,” and James agrees but feels bad for agreeing so goes on to say “yeah but I love my puppy… (god that sounds like I’m talking about a pet)!” (Also that there is a lady who was once sitting behind them who caught snippets of their conversation about the toddler and puppy thing, and basically thinks that John’s a pedophile and James is a furry. Over the weeks, John and Alex’s relationship grows more distant, and James begins to feel like he’s being smothered, and they end up not talking about the good qualities in their boyfriends anymore, but the bad, if they even talk about them at all. So the last time they meet up, they are barely talking to each other, just drinking their coffees, perking up every little while to say something, but conversations never hold. Since they are in their window seat as usual, Thomas and Alex are walking by (bickering) and are like “wait is that James/john?” And they both get the weird assumption that they are being cheated on by their enemy’s boyfriend. So they both go in to confront them. (Alex thinks John is cheating because he’s always working and ignoring him. Thomas thinks James is cheating because he’s too clingy or whatever.) So they go in, and make a whole scene in the small coffee shop (everyone is now watching). Alex is like “ShiT JAcK I’m SO SORRY,” and Thomas is just like “James….?” (Alex is the reason all eyes are on them.) the person who works there knows that john and James come here every week and that they usually spend hours on end just talking. Even the worker assumed they were going out, and is completely shocked to see their actual boyfriends burst in like this. James is immediately like “oh god, no Tommy. This isn’t what it looks like!” John is kind of just shocked and speechless as Alex runs over to him and hugs him, apologising repeatedly for everything he can think of. James is still trying to convince Thomas that him and John are only friends, but Thomas isn’t having it. (+he is unaware of his clinginess towards James.) he’s all like “I’ve really tried to be the best I could for you! And you’re still not happy?!” And James is like “listen to me! There’s nothing going on between me and John!” John is still unable to find words which kind of angers Alex, who ends up joining in on questioning James. Alex is all like “what proof do you have that there’s nothing between you?!” To which Jemmy replies “what proof do /you/ have that there /is/ something going on?!” And Thomas is nearly crying (betrayed x100). “Well, first of all you meet up in secret- never telling me where you’re going or who you’re meeting and hakbwkxjwnsbwk!!!!” (He’s just really flustered.) “Alex, (he also greets Thomas, but nervously and quietly) the only reason we didn’t tell you guys was because we know ye don’t get along, so we wouldn’t want to waste your time just because we were hanging out…” and James sighs, S O FUCKING RELIEVED. “And everyone needs that friend that they can just talk to..” So they spend hours trying to sort it all out. Alex promised to spend more time with John, and Thomas came to terms with James that they both needed a little time to themselves every now and then. John and James kept hanging out. They stopped going to the coffee shop the worker though it would be best if their boyfriends and them stayed away from it for a while. (Basically got banned.) John introduced James to his other friends (Laf and Herc, and Burr was already close-ish with both parties) and Thomas and Alex decided they could put their differences aside at least twice a week (finding they also had a lot in common). So basically the ending is shit. But oh well. The headcanon where John and James went out to get coffee every Thursday and just talk, sometimes about recent event, mostly about their boyfriends, turned into this fucking shit. Should I be proud? No.

Originally posted by ramosanthonys


Sentient time machine, fine.
Bigger on the inside, no probs.
Alien who cheats death, a-ok.
Billion-year old race of time-travelling Demigods, whatevs.
Empire of evil one-eyed alien mutants, gotcha.


(as posted by the excellent DMReporter over on Twitter)


Title: 2 assholes play cards against humanity 

Genre: Fluff + Crack ➝ YouTuber AU

Pairing: Min Yoongi x Reader.

Plot: 2 assholes play Cards Against Humanity together. One asshole is an excellent kisser and the other is the worst fucking editor in the world.

Or rather: we are both youtubers and you are the worst fucking editor ever, and so you accidentally included a clip from our collab you uploaded where we made out and people don’t know we’re a thing yet, as requested (and thought of!) by me.

Warnings: This is just…unlike my writing style. Wrote this whilst drunk, probably, because I don’t remember writing this, at all.

Notes: Yes, I did go out of my way and spend 1 hour + on making a fake YouTube channel and video for this drabble/fic. Was it worth it? Probably not, but here’s Yoongo’s channel.

28TH MARCH, 2017.

despite being a youtuber with over seven million subscribers to make up for it, min yoongi is the absolute worst at his job. you’d think that being paid so much every week and being invited to vip events and having thousands- close to millions- of fans making twitter accounts with your name squished into them, and seeing your face on billboards or whatever, would act as enough motivation for yoongi to put in a tiny bit more effort.

don’t get me wrong– yoongi works hard. he uploads twice a week (thursdays and sundays, for those who wanted to know!), and always puts out fresh and most of the time, original content. a musical prodigy, as some people called him, and others called him unique, entertaining, different, inspiring. some called him mediocre and basic, but against yoongi’s strong fan base, none of that mattered. even without the fanbase, yoongi still didn’t give two damns about what anybody had to say against him. and with the success he has, he doesn’t need to be worried about anything or anybody else just yet.

but, you’d think that because of his success and picture-perfect life captured by an expensive camera and posh lenses (hey, the fact that yoongi is so well liked despite not attempting to even out his flaws with light boxes and filters or makeup products is impressive), he’d try that extra bit harder when it came to creating content he enjoys putting out into the world. especially editing videos- including ones where forgetting to edit out one tiny, tiny clip could result in thirty new scandals and his name being in the media longer than it has to be.

because min yoongi, despite his magical fingers and creative mind when it comes to creating the video itself, is the absolute worst at editing videos. he just can’t be bothered to watch the same clips over and over again. and, even though you may not like it, you’re suffering at the hand of his poor editing skills.

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it makes me so sad that i have to say this but someone being bi does not mean they will cheat on their partners like??? them being attracted to more than one gender does not mean they’re more “prone to cheating” or whatever bullshit you’re spewing because cheating has nothing to do with sexuality, it’s just people being assholes and i am fucking tired of having to say this over and over

i feel like theres a lot of misconceptions when it comes to how people see/think polyamory is so like. here’s a small reminder for people who may or may not be polyamorous that:

  • a polyamorous relationship isn’t restricted to just a 3 person relationship
  • just because person A may be romantically involved with person B and C does not mean that person B and C must also be romantically involved
  • polyamory isn’t an exclusive right for someone to go get 3 new partners while being involved with one. all parties must consent and give a clear okay that the relationship is good to go. if one or more of your partners doesn’t feel comfortable with another partner being introduced to the relationship then that must be respected 
  • there’s nothing wrong with acting differently with each partner! openly expressing affection to one partner but being more casual and friendly with another doesn’t mean you like the other any less
  • this one is obvious but communication!!!!! its super important!!!!!! communicate any problems, any doubts, any concerns!!!!!! don’t bottle it up just because you’re afraid of upsetting your other partners because your feelings matter too. everyone should be happy in/with the relationship and you shouldn’t sacrifice your happiness just to please your other partner
  • and most importantly, being in a poly relationship doesn't make you “selfish” or “greedy” or whatever else and it is not cheating. poly relationships are valid.

Shadowhunters Weeks: Week 18 - Favorite Shadowhunters Cast

Matt: I put out the fires and Harry is too mature to cause too many problems.

This place sickened him. Anywhere else, you simply killed your enemy with a sword. Or poisoned him, if you had the honourless instincts of an assassin. Here, it was layer upon layer of constructed double-dealing, dark, polished and unpleasant.

“I can’t believe all this lying and cheating! Whatever happened to good old-fashioned murder?”

Defence (MET with Reader) Happy 100!

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(( gif not mine - it’s cute wtf ))

(A/n): Honest to god, this came to me at about 1:00am this morning and thought maybe I’d use it as a 100+ FOLLOWER CELEBRATION OML

Summary: The four of you were in a park for another one of Mark’s fan get togethers. While playing a game with the audience, an asshat walks past and says something rude. In retaliation, (Y/n) says some colourful words of her own; standing up for her greatest friends.



Honestly, in some way or another, L.A was bound to be hot. Standing out in an open park didn’t do much for that. Neither did (Y/n)’s shiny (f/c) top.

Though, it was closer to evening than the last time they all were out, making everything just a bit better. The sky was beautiful and just the right temperature that helped everyone relax.

“I don’t understand!” Ethan cried “What is this?!”

“It’s your demise!” (Y/n) called back cockily, jumping around on the grass.

It made the crowd giggle; bringing a chain reaction of (Y/n) smiling back at them.

“What!!?” The blue haired boy spun around and pointed at the people whom were watching you four participate in all sorts of challenges “Don’t laugh! No!”

But they only laughed more, this time joined by (Y/n), Tyler and tied together with Mark’s own deep chuckle.

“Alright, It’s simple Ethan, gosh.” Mark confirmed and took in a large breath “You fucking climb up Tyler and sit on his shoulders and (Y/n) will be on mine and you two will FIGHT to the death! Whomever gets pushed from the others shoulders first, loses!” he finished, sputtering out his breath.

“I feel cheated, because Mark might kick me.” Tyler whined.

(Y/n) laughed with the crowd “Well, I feel cheated because Mark is short.” they said.

“Okay, whatever.” the brunette called “Just get on my shoulders, dick sucker.”

So enough, both Ethan and (Y/n) got into position and the audience began to count down.


“I don’t feel safe.” (Y/n) commented as Mark wobbled slightly.


“I feel I need an adult…” Ethan demanded. His hands were in a death grip on Tyler’s shoulders.


“Wait, where will we lan–!” (Y/n) began to ask, only shortly cut off by not the crowd, but instead by a lone voice.

“This looks like a waste of daylight, how fucking gay.” they snickered “Fags.”

Everyone dropped to a deathly silence.

The crowd started to ‘boo’ quietly and mumble among themselves. (Y/n) was the first to actually break the quiet air.

“Who the hell was that?” (Y/n) snapped, twisting a bit to jump down from Mark’s shoulders. He was careful to let them down lightly.

“The pack whore defends them. That’s rich.”

They were able to single out a man behind of the grouped fans. He was actually across the road.

“HEY! FUCK YOU!” (Y/n) started.

Tyler’s face instantly looked concerned as he looked to Mark. Though, Ethan was never present for any of the youtuber’s angry outbursts before; he was already taken aback.

“AT LEAST THEY’RE DOING SOME FUCKING GOOD.” They continued. (Y/n)’s voice seemed to shake with resentment, gaining in volume by the second “THE ONLY THING YOU HAVE TO SHOW FOR IS HOW NOT-VALUABLE YOU ARE TO SOCIETY.

The people cheered for (Y/n).

Everyone present was either looking at the delivery of (Y/n)’s speech or the man across the street looking scattered.


People who were passing by on their own business began to stare. Impressed, Mark still decided they’ve done enough.

(Y/n)’s posture showed their obvious readiness to fight. They began to get antsy and took a step forward.

From there Mark was quick to step up to them and lace their arms behind their back. Using one hand to hold them tight to (Y/n)’s back and the other to solidly cover their mouth.

(Y/n) jumped and twitched in his grip, yells now muffled into his hand.

Tyler put himself in front of the two, effectively blocking (Y/n)’s view. All the while, the crowd cheered brilliantly. Ethan encouraged them with screams of his own.

The unknown man now admittedly frightened, took this his chance to flee. The fans changing to ‘boo’ him off.

Slowly afterwards, (Y/n) calmed enough for Mark to uncover their mouth.

“Sorry…” they apologized simply.

Mark released their arms as well.

Ethan didn’t waste time taking a running start to hug them greatly.

“Thank you!” he laughed.

Once more, everyone collectively cheered. Everyone ran to hug (Y/n). Mark, Tyler, everyone.

They couldn’t help but let a hearty laugh slip their pale lips.

Once all of them parted again, (Y/n) was beaming brightly.

“Thank you,” Ethan repeated “You have fucking balls.” he laughed along with everyone else.

“Well sometimes I have to defend my people,” (Y/n) responded, a silly tone prominent behind her words “right!?”

The cheers were as loud as they could have ever been. No one would surely be forgetting this soon, it would be all over youtube in a matter of hours. But, all that mattered right now, was getting back to the challenge and having themselves a good time.



But, in other words. This was a small something I put into place for this occasion and I love it. Also, as of now, I don’t have any requests; so don’t shy from sending one of your own.

Happy early Valentine’s Day! This is for @whimsyalice as part of @aftgexchange!!! Yay!!! I wanted to include all your fave ships/characters, so this is more Foxes nonsense than ships! Hope you enjoy! :) 

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It starts on a Monday. The locker room is a cacophony of chattering voices as the Foxes all arrive for afternoon practice, everyone still thrumming with excitement from Friday night’s win. Neil follows the group in and past the lounge. Allison and Renee have their arms linked and heads bowed together as they make their way into the girls’ changing room. Dan and one of the freshman girls are close behind them, not even pausing their lively conversation as they disappear behind the door. Andrew pushes past the door for the men’s changing room, Neil behind him. Matt and Nicky are hot on their heels and arguing about some television show as Neil makes his way to his locker.

“I’m telling you,” Nicky says. “He’s dead.”

“No way!” Matt argues. “He’s gonna pop up next season. You’ll see.”

“Are you sure we watched the same episode?”

“They can’t just kill off a fan favorite like that!”  

Neil tunes them both out and spins the combination into his locker lock. When he pulls the door open, something falls out and clatters to the floor. There’s a moment where Neil’s heart stutters to a painful halt in his chest, his breath clogging up his throat. Somewhere in the back of his mind, memories he’s long buried try to sink their claws back in. He has to close his eyes for a moment before he can focus again. Neil slowly looks down only to find a plastic knife at his feet. He blinks a few times in confusion before reaching down and picking it up. He turns it over in his hand and sees Justin Mattews scrawled in sharpie across the handle. As far as threats go, this one definitely makes the least amount of sense. Neil gives his brain another minute to come up with a possible explanation, but when it comes up blank, he holds the plastic knife out towards Andrew in a silent question.

“Neil! What’re you doing? You’re not supposed to tell anyone who you have!” Nicky exclaims from across the row of lockers.

“Murder season is finally upon us,” Matt says. “Let the chaos begin and may the best person win.”

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anonymous asked:

How would MC get revenge on a cheating RFA? :3

Hi! You didn’t specify on cheating so I did whatever came to mind, I hope this is ok! ❤
I didn’t do V/Saeran but if they are requested I will add them! Thanks for the request and sorry for the delay, my internet is awful right now because of the weather! 💕


⭐️"Where did you get that armour? You never completed that quest, so how did you get some with such high stats?“
⭐️MC knew from his shifty look that he’d got it from 7, whether he would admit it or not
⭐️Luckily MC knew that the best way to get the lil’ liar to squeal…
⭐️Yoosung couldn’t enter a battle without MC tickling him wildly, under his arms, his sides, his feet, anywhere
⭐️Lots of incessant giggling through the headset while he tried to apologise to his guild members
⭐️he gave up the lie within the hour, and MC gave him a huge kiss on the cheek
⭐️Swore he’d never try and cheat again


✨Honestly cheating was a bit of a stretch
✨MC more took revenge because he looked so cute when he got pouty
✨The bet: MC could beat Zen at any game, they had “the luck of the dice” AND grew up with game consoles.
The prize: winner chooses where they go on their Valentine’s Day date.
✨When Zen presented his game of choice as singstar MC declared him a cheat, and threatened “consequences”
✨He insisted it was a game, and proceeded to win~
✨MC agreed to go on the date he chose, but in the week leading up to the date he would face the consequences for cheating
✨No mouth kisses. None. Cheek, forehead, hand, wherever. But their lips wouldn’t touch until their valentines date began.
✨The puppy dog eyes and overdramatic pouting made it almost worth MCs revenge
✨also meant their Valentine’s Day had LOTS of kissing so all round, not a bad choice of revenge.


☕️Not so much cheating, more lying by omission
☕️When MC said that they could decide who’s new menu idea would go ahead with a game of chess Jaehee COULD have said she was junior chess champion
☕️She didn’t
☕️It was only a week later when Jumin mentioned how “foolish” it was to tackle her that MC realised
☕️swapping the sugar for salt in her morning coffee was plenty revenge enough


💎Finally he had agreed to play a board game
💎admittedly it was monopoly but at least it was something
💎All was going fine until MC realised Jumin had been giving himself loads more money than he was due
💎when asked he just said he was being realistic and applying his existing assets to the game, and didn’t see the point of them starting on equal footing.
💎Revenge was as easy as it was swift
💎within 10 minutes 7’s car was parked haphazardly outside and he was in the building, cradling Elizabeth and taking pictures, while MC kept Jumin busy playing monopoly.
💎By the time they were finished, 7 had all the evidence he needed of his time playing with Elizabeth 3rd.
💎the chatroom exploded
💎Jumin never cheated at monopoly again although he maintained that the rules were ridiculous.


🚀 MC didn’t even know it was possible to cheat at Mario Kart
🚀it was when your partner was the notorious 707.
🚀after a few rounds where they just couldn’t break on time, or turned the wrong way, or JUST missed that box MC was sure 7 had done SOMETHING…
🚀"Don’t blame me, my hacking hands can’t help themselves!“
🚀Not on MCs watch!
🚀To his horror MC darted past him, got some Honey Buddha Chips and took them out into the street
🚀they proceeded to jump up and down and stamp on the packet to 7s fake tears
🚀lots of dramatic wailing and tragic goodbyes and last words
🚀He fixes all the things he fiddled with only if he’s allowed to be princess peach
🚀gets his ass kicked at rainbow road and never lives it down

Dear Robert Sugden,

I have loved you for a very long time.

I loved you when you were a teenager with a different head.

I loved you even when you started messing around with your brother’s girlfriend.

I loved you, because somehow despite all of your flaws, I could somehow understand you.

I loved you, even when you kept making silly mistakes.

I loved you even more when your dad never stopped to wonder why you were the way you were and did the things you did.

I loved you even when you had to say goodbye, for nine long years. I often wondered where you were or how you were doing. Because I loved you.

I loved you a little less when you came back, now a proper adult, engaged, rich, with a new head. 

I loved you even with your trash mouth and your scheming ways. I loved you because I understood you and I always believed there was more to you than what people could see on the surface.

I loved watching you fall in love, properly fall in love. This was when I started to love you like the old days.

I loved you even when you acted like a total dick and made incredibly stupid and sometimes deadly decisions.

I loved you, even when you tied the person you’d fallen in love with to a radiator and pointed a gun at him.

I loved you even more watching you fall apart.

Somehow I still managed to love you even when you spewed bile at everyone around you. Somehow my hurt and disappointment didn’t dent my love significantly. I still loved you.

I loved you when you laid unconscious in hospital for weeks on end.

By god I loved you when you started to grow. I loved watching the way you loved Aaron.

I loved you even more when I saw the real you; the true you, the you that had been stifled and locked away for most of your life.

I loved you, even though you’d changed, because you were still you, you still lied and cheated and did whatever it took for the person you loved. 

I loved you, even more still, seeing you put somebody else before yourself.

I loved you when you finally found a sense of family.

I loved you, even when you would still make dodgy decisions, because this time these bad decisions were for the right reasons - however ill-judged they may have been.

I loved watching you realise you needed to be with the love of your life, for the rest of you life.

I loved you even more when you brought that ring and planned the perfect proposal.

I loved you on a whole other level when you sat on the ground in the woods, on dirt and leaves and twigs, and poured your heart out, truly, for the very first time.

I loved you on a whole other level when you shared a secret you’d been carrying since you were 15.

I loved you even more, if humanly possible, seeing you risk your life for your soulmate, when you were prepared to die with him instead of leaving him on his own and living a life without him.

I loved you even more when you beamed at your new fiance in hospital.

I loved you, even when you spoke about how you should’ve shagged your ex-wife’s dad, as well as her sister. Because that trash mouth is still very much you, and I love you.

I loved you when you won that silly pub-quiz with your fiance and how proud you looked.

I loved you even more (!!) when you and the love of your life wore cheesy Christmas jumpers.

I loved you when you went all out to prepare the perfect birthday surprise for your fiance. I loved your excited face.

I loved you even when you said things you shouldn’t, and did things you shouldn’t, because nobody is perfect. Especially not you. But I loved you all the same.

I loved you when you called yourself a drama queen.

I loved you so so so much more, when you prepared a surprise wedding, and pledged your undying love and support to your darling Aaron.

I loved you even even even more, seeing you hold your new husband and kiss him in front of your family and friends.

I loved you even even even even more when you had to say goodbye.

I loved you, next level loved you, when you couldn’t even sleep in your bed without your love.

I loved you a little less when you made a big mistake, your biggest in a long time. 

But I still love you. A lot.

I loved you more again, when you were reunited with your love.

I love you, even though you’re not being totally honest right now. I love you because I still understand you. I love you because even though you might not be doing the right thing, I know you’re just scared.

Because you’ve always been scared. I think you have spent most of your 31 years being scared.

Scared of other people. Scared of their views. Scared of their feelings.

Most of the time, I think you’ve mainly been scared of yourself.

Scared of who you are. Scared of what you feel. Scared of what you’re capable of.

But I know you. And I understand you. And that is why I love you.

I don’t think there’s much you could do that would make you stop loving you. 

Because I have always loved you. And whether you go away again for 9 years, or more, or less, or whether I have to go away…..I will still love you. Because I always have. And I always will.

You’re an idiot, a trashmouth, a romantic, a hero, a sweetheart, a stupid stupid man, you’re dangerous, you’re soft, you’re……silly. You’re a dork. You’re scary. Sometimes you’re a total prat who wears questionable shirts (that I love). You’re hard to love. You’re easy to love. You’re confusing. You’re a mess. You’re precious.

But you’re Robert Sugden. Robert fucking Sugden. And I love you. I still love you. 

And I hope you manage to have a wonderful birthday, sunning yourself with your husband in Mauritius.

Happy Birthday, Robert. 

Why? 1/? - BTS Jungkook x Reader

A/N Hellooooooo this is my first scenario so give me some feedback (LMAO ITS SO BAD IM CRI) And sorry if there are any mistakes bc I’m really lazy and quickly edited it (not well though I think) bUT IT’S OK

Tagging the squad bc they all wanted to read this especially @bangthemboystonight like jeSUS YOU KEPT HARASSING ME FOR MORE SNIPPETS CHILL ALISA @samcheonsa @spaghettified-hedgehog @t-aehyungify @daesungisbaesung @actualbtstrash

Prompt: Jungkook cheats on you after an intense fight about him coming home late where he says some hurtful things to you and you leave the house. After a talk with your best friend you decide to come back only to find a strange woman and your husband (Jungkook) in bed together.

Genre: Angst, so much angst

Warnings: Cheating

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1. Be prepared to lose the person you are with because once they find out, they will leave. Some might give second chances, but never thirds.

2. Stangers are better, but if you must do it with someone you know, make sure they know how to keep their mouth shut.

3. Never tell them. It will destroy then and they will never think they will ever be good enough, and it will all be your fault.

4. Always delete the messages between you and your side hoe.

5. Make sure your side hoe knows not to text you when you are with your babe. You text first.

6. Dating two people at once never works out. A main and a side hoe, that’s the way you gotta go.

7. Cheating is not okay. Accept the fact you are a piece of shit. When she finds out, you will get called this a lot.

8. Secretes can not stay secretes forever.

9. Start hating yourself now. It’ll make the easier when she finds out. You’ll already be use to the feeling you get in your chest.

10. When she can never trust anyone again, know it is your fault. When she finds a great guy, someone worthy of her time, but can’t bring herself to love him or trust him, know it is your fault. You broke her and made is so she can’t love anyone not even herself and you are the cause of it all.

11. If you want to cheat on someone, don’t. Simply leave. When you are single you can sleep with whoever the fuck you want.

—  If you must cheat