this is such a pathetic birthday present ; ;

So I’m having a pretty chill birthday (because the last two days have been EXHAUSTING) and i want to say thank you again for all the sweet birthday wishes! my 27th year wouldn’t have been half of what it was without this fandom, so it seems like a good time to share something orange and gay :) 

anyway, this is again part of a 5 things orange fic i’ve been writing for over a month that has been put on hold due to finale agonies. i’ve also posted one of these five things HERE (which is actually 3 of 5). this is the first one, and it makes sense to post today, because silver also (theoretically) has a birthday and flint tries to make it nice. emphasis on tries.

The mid-morning heat is thick and relentless, and Flint’s standing on a ladder in his grove, feeling the sweat drip down his spine, thinking about how there’s really no relief from this weather, not even in September, when suddenly he remembers Silver telling him he was born in the summertime.

He freezes, arm outstretched towards an orange. He remembers Silver telling him he didn’t know when the exact day was, but he just chose a new summer day each year to mark the occasion.

The autumnal equinox is next week. Summer is over. And Flint hadn’t done anything. Silver hadn’t said anything. Perhaps it was payback for Flint failing to mention his own birthday. Perhaps he’d simply forgotten, too.

Still. Flint should have remembered.

Keep reading

An Unexpected Surprise

Originally posted by myloveseokjin

Pairing: Namjoon x Reader

Genre: Fluff, Smut

Word Count: 5.2K

Summary: Saddened at the idea of having to spend Christmas alone, you return to your apartment to find an unexpected surprise in the form of your very cute, sexy and adorable boyfriend Namjoon. 

Snowflakes floated gracefully down to the pavement as you walked through the bustling city streets. Lights were strung up all around you, twinkling beautifully in a whole spectrum of colours and the gorgeous scent of mulled wine and cinnamon lingered in the air. Everything about the place was simply magical, children wearing thick coats and knitted scarves weaved in and out of market stalls laughing gleefully as their parents chased behind them, the whole atmosphere of the place was just…good.

And yet despite the magnificence of everything, you found it hard to smile, you found it challenging to even care enough the admire the scene taking place all around you. Because for the first time in years you would be spending Christmas alone. The very thought of this made the vibrant reds and greens seem duller, the delicious scents made you feel nauseous and all the hanging lights gave you a painful headache.

You dragged your feet against the pavement until finally you reached the entrance to your apartment building. With numb fingers, you pulled out your key and turned it in the lock of the main entrance. Reluctantly, you wandered into the building, the warmth from inside instantly hitting your body and thawing your frozen skin.

The lobby area was quiet, painfully so, most of the residents had gone to see their family and loved ones over the holidays leaving the hallways deserted and silent, it was almost eerie. Your parents had gone to visit some friends of theirs in another country and despite their invitation for you to join them you hadn’t wanted to intrude on their gathering so you’d assured them you would spend the Christmas with your boyfriend Namjoon. At the time you hadn’t been lying, you really had thought the two of you would be able to spend Christmas together, but sadly he’d ended up having to work right the way through until New Year’s Eve.

You’d understood of course, work came first. Namjoon was the heir to a highly prestigious company, his father being the manager of it, you knew that if he wanted to take over one day, he couldn’t afford to take much time off. He had to show that he was determined, dependable and focused, and so, when he’d announced with a sullen face that he couldn’t be with you on Christmas, you’d simply nodded, even managing a small smile.

It was just one Christmas after all. Sure, the sheer feeling of isolation was going to be pretty miserable but…it was just one Christmas.

You traipsed through to the elevator, pressing the correct button to get to your floor, the Christmas music playing on the speakers cruelly mocking you with its sickly sweet melody, one that left a bitter taste in your mouth. You supposed you should feel grateful, to spend your Christmas in such a luxurious apartment, something that was all thanks to Namjoon and his hard work, but it was hard to see the value of expensive items  when you had no one to share them with.

You worked hard too of course, but working as a waitress didn’t exactly bring in the same paycheck as the ridiculous amounts of money your boyfriend made. Nonetheless, you would insist on buying most things for yourself as much as he wanted to spoil you, you never let him buy you clothes or technology or other kinds luxurious presents, the only exceptions being your birthday or Christmas.

When you reached the door of your apartment, you pulled out another key from the key ring and turned it in the lock in one smooth action, you pulled the handle down so the door swung open. In the darkness, you stumbled towards the light switches and flicked them on individually until the room was thoroughly illuminated, , your books were still scattered across the coffee table and a small Christmas tree stood pathetically by the couch. You had half a mind to take it down right now and pretend that Christmas wasn’t happening.

Just as you were about to collapse on the couch you heard a strange clattering noise coming from the kitchen. The first time, you decided to simply ignore it, you couldn’t muster the energy to go and check the source of the noise. However, after a few seconds the noise occurred again, over and over, becoming more and more impossible to ignore.

You weren’t scared for some reason, as you moved towards the kitchen, not even considering the possibility that someone could have broken in, perhaps you were just too blue to care. But as you swung the door open you were met with a sight you certainly had not expected.

Your boyfriend was standing amongst a heap of pots and pans, something was steaming in the corner and the plates were piled a mile high in the sink, the oven was on, the microwave was on, the kettle was on, just about everything was on and the room had a rather odd smell to it, like a mixture of hundreds of different varieties of food. 

Yet despite the disastrous surroundings, a feeling of blissful joy ran through your veins at the sight of him and without even a second thought, you found your feet moving and your body throwing itself into his unexpecting one.

“Y/N! You’re home” he exclaimed happily once he was over the initial shock of basically being tackled into a hug. His skin was so warm against your cold cheek and  you gripped him even more tightly. Your body must have still been quite cold because you felt him shiver, but he made no complaint as he wrapped his long arms around you.

Keep reading

Painting Rumors - Mercy76 [NSFW-ish]

Don’t ask about this.  I just… I guess I just wanted to write Mercy76?  I really don’t know though.  Like… it’s just there.  It’s slice-of-lice style again. Just Angela trying to get with Jack and Jack being a nice guy. NSFW-ish. Yeah, I don’t really know how to describe it. Maybe you can, if you decide to leave a review.

“Jack,” the brush graced her cheek, leaving a deep red stain where it touched. The color paired nicely with what she was sporting. Today was going to be the day, she told herself. She was ready, confident. Positive she could do this.

“Hmmm?” he didn’t look up from his wall. Tongue out and brows furrowed, he balanced the nail while lightly tapping the hammer against it. Each tck-tck-tck caused her eyes to sag until she was straight-up glaring at him.

Jack,” her tone a bit more peeved this time. She didn’t go out of her way to partner with Jack for this solo rebuild project in the boonies to be ignored. She came here with one thing in mind-one purpose!

Hmmmm?” he hummed back, still fixated on the wall.

“Seriously?” she huffed while purposely clicking her heels against the floor. As she made her way to him, clothing started to fall from her form. If he wasn’t going to indulge her as she stripped, she’d strip down to nothing and force his eyes on her.

Nude legs came into his sight. They were one of his weaknesses. Unable to keep his eyes on his work, he peeked over at her legs.

That was his first mistake.

Keep reading

anonymous asked:

Jikook for ceo kook and hybrid lover jimin au pls?

(Man you folks come up with some interesting requests! Everyone meet Koala Jimin the cutest hybrid in the world. This takes place at the very start of their relationship because I really enjoy this idea and would love to come back to it!)


“Aw come on, Kookie! You don’t like your birthday present?”

Jungkook is sitting with Taehyung in his bedroom, talking to each other in hushed tones because.

“You got me a hybrid”


“For my birthday.”

“That’s right!” Taehyung is a little to happy about this for Jungkook’s liking.

Jungkook groans, pinching the bridge of his nose. “Tae. I work a lot of hours at my company, and I live alone. What made you think this was a good idea!”

Taehyung glares, legitimately glares at him. “Alright listen up. Devoting your entire life to work is pathetic. You need a life outside of the board room! Now you’re forced to have one.”

Jungkook growls and stomps out of the bedroom where the hybrid, a Koala mix with grey hair and matching grey little ears (and even Jungkook has to admit that he’s a little cute. A little.) is sitting and waiting for them to finish their conversation. When Jungkook comes power walking into the living room, he hops up and gives a friendly wave.

“Hi! I’m Jimin!” The Hybrid smiles wide, it looks a little forced and it occurs to Jungkook that this Hybrid is probably used to forcing a smile for a lot of people.

Whatever. Not his problem.

“Hi Jimin.” Jungkook says. “Look, I am sure you will be a very nice house companion, but I am just not in a place where I can be adopting any hybrids.”

Jimin’s smile falters and Jungkook doesn’t miss it. “Oh, that’s alright Mr. Jeon! I understand.”

“I can’t believe you.” Taehyung has his arms crossed, looking at Jungkook like he’s some kind of cruel dictator. “How can you look at that little cutie and say you’re going to take him back to the pound.”

“Tae, I swear to god.”

“Okay! How about this!” Taehyung walks around Jungkook to stand with Jimin, placing his large hands on Jimin’s little shoulders. “Give him one week. If he doesn’t win your heart. I’ll take him back to the pound myself.”

Jungkook sighs and closes his eyes for a moment as he thinks. “One week?”

“One week.” Taehyung confirms.

Jimin is silent, biting his lip and looking down at his hands, they’re small and cute, but Jungkook doesn’t care. He doesn’t.

“One week.” Jungkook says, a little irritated by the way both Taehyung and Jimin lighten up.

“Yes! You’re not going to regret this Kookie! Just you wait!”


Having Jimin around is a bit of an adjustment. The hybrid follows him around everywhere, asking questions, even while he’s working and Jungkook can’t wait to get his home back to peace and quiet once Sunday rolls around.

A knock on his door. “Mr. Jeon?”

Jimin has insisted on calling him that the entire time. It makes Jungkook a little uncomfortable because he hears it at work all the time as a CEO, it feels a little impersonal. But he reminds himself that it has to be impersonal, the hybrid is only here for the week. Just a few days to go.

Jungkook sighs, rubbing his eyes. “Come in.”

Jimin opens the door, timid and shy. He’s holding a coffee cup. “Just wanted to bring you this.” He sets it on Jungkook’s desk gently. Jungkook can smell it, Camomile, his favorite.

“You made this?” He asks.

“Well I just boiled some water, but…Taetae told me how you liked your tea so…”

Jungkook looks up at Jimin. The hybrid is still timid around him all the time. He gives him space, and Jungkook wonders if it’s because he’s been returned to the pound before.

“How old are you?” He asks, out of curiosity, and before he can stop himself.

“Twenty five.” Jimin answers.

“You’re older than me!” Jungkook exclaims.

Jimin grins. “Guess you have to call me hyung!”

“I am not calling you hyung.”

“Aww…it was worth a shot. Anyway, enjoy your tea and don’t stay up too late! You need to rest for your health!”

“Jimin.” Jungkook says as the hybrid turns to leave.

“Yes Mr. Jeon?”

“Goodnight. Sleep well.”

Jimin smiles, a real one, that isn’t so forced. “Thank you! I will!”

And he’s gone, the door shutting gently behind him. Jungkook finds himself staring at the closed door for a while, head tilted to the side. He takes a sip of the tea, it’s perfect, just the way he likes it.


Downsizing is always difficult, but Jeon corp had been growing for the past three years. It was only because of a recent market decline and a loss of profits that the board voted unanimously to lay off staff. It was a tough decision, but it was for the good of the company. Maybe if Jungkook kept repeating it to himself he would actually believe it.

He laid off the staff personally, inviting each one in to tell them the news and deliver a severance package, as well as offer any references they might need.  It was awful and draining and Jungkook left work on time for the first time in so many years.

He gets home feeling brittle and remembers that he’s not coming home alone, but that someone is waiting for him. He takes a breath and steels himself, then unlocks the door.

The apartment smells fantastic, like some kind of food is being cooked. There’s some music playing, symphonic and relaxing. Jungkook makes his way to the kitchen and finds Jimin there, humming along to the music.

“What’s all this?” He asks. His voice sounds raw and tired, he hopes Jimin isn’t observant enough to notice.

“Mr. Jeon!” Jimin turns to him and smiles. He’d just pulled something out of the oven. Some kind of bread. “I wasn’t expecting you for another few hours!”

“I went home on time today.” Jungkook says, by way of explanation.

Jimin ushers him over to the couch. “Sit down! I’ll call you when it’s ready!” He’s gone before Jungkook can even open his mouth to reply.

He dozes on the couch for an hour or so, until Jimin wakens him.

“It’s ready!” He says softly.

Jungkook’s stomach rumbles and Jimin giggles.

“I’m starved.” Jungkook admits. Jimin takes him by the hands and pulls him to his feet. The hybrid is a little bit shorter than him, the top of his head just reaching Jungkook’s eyes. Jungkook notices, not for the first time, that Jimin is very pretty.

“Come on, don’t want it to get cold!” Jimin walks over to the dining room table where he has lasagna, salad, and fresh bread on the table.

“You did all this?” Jungkook asks.

“Got the recipe from Jin! Tae said you liked Lasagna…so…” Jimin blushes, looking down at his hands. “Wanted to do something special for our last meal together!”

“Last meal?” Jungkook asks.

“Yes… tomorrow I go back, remember?”

No, Jungkook had actually forgotten. The revelation has him stunned. “Oh. Yes…that’s right.”

Jungkook eats mostly in silence, listening to Jimin talk about his day. He spent it with Tae and Tae’s hybrid as it turns out. Jin had taught him how to make the lasagna, and Jimin is glad it comes out well. The hybrid is babbling, trying to fill the silence. Jungkook’s head is spinning.

“Are you all done?” Jimin asks, interrupting Jungkook’s swirling thoughts.

“Y-yes. Thank you, Jimin.”

Jimin smiles and cleans up the table. He fills the sink with water and dish soap and starts to wash the dishes.

“I’m pretty excited for tomorrow.” Jimin explains as he rinses a dish and puts it on the dish rack. “I’m going to go back to the pound and see all my friends there! It’ll be good, I was missing them so. It will be nice to see them, and the staff is really friendly and nice. It’s going to be great. Just great!” His voice is a little to high when he speaks, and Jungkook catches a sniffle here and there when the hybrid takes a breath.

Before he realizes what he’s doing, Jungkook has risen to his feet, walked to Jimin, and hugs him from behind.

“Oh!” Jimin says, soft and surprised. “M-Mr. Jeon?”

“Stay with me.” Jungkook buries his face in Jimin’s neck. He smells a little like the lasagna he just cooked.

Jimin is silent for a few moments and Jungkook fears that he’s going to say no, but the hybrid puts his hands on Jungkook’s forearms, stroking them gently.

“Okay.” He says.

Send me a pairing and an au and I’ll write a short fic!

You Mean It? (Dok2 x Reader)

P.S This was requested by an anon. Girl I went so overboard with that, since there are a lot of scandals like that, g dragon with Nana, Zico with Seolhyun, Zico breaking up with Seolhyun because of the public. Making them look like criminals because they are being normal. Anyways, Enjoy!


JoonKyung was different than any man you’ve dated. First off, his lifestyle was like on the other side of the field, you honestly don’t understand how did you catch his eye. You were an english teacher in a private primary school, you were just a normal person. You still did not understand why he chose you? You were a nobody, while he was surrounded by models and idols, I mean he personally knows CL, what more could you say?

Joonkyung fell in love with how simple you were. You appreciated an expensive candle lit dinner, just as much as a drive thru at mcdonalds, you could dress up and go to the club with him, also you could sit at home and cook for him, you could rock a very dark make up, and you could also sit on the couch bare face, with a bun on your head and sweatpants. He liked that you were just a teacher, you liked kids and worked hard for the simple things.

Things were normal. You were carefull with sneaking around and meeting him, you knew that if people learned about you, they would freak out, you didn’t want any part of it, the spotlight scared you. So when you saw your name and face on the article, pictures of you on Joonkyung’s car, or walking out of mcdonalds holding hands you were mortified

“Dok2 dating a foreigner?

The famous rapper has been spotted with this lady a lot of times. They seem to hold hands and her riding passenger at his car.

Even thought we are not sure how long they’ve been dating, people guess is a year, give or take. If you look closely to his instagram, she is in plenty of group pictures, also she is on the quiett’s instagram page.

The couple seems very happy, sources say that the lady is a primary school english teacher. Which makes people wonder how did they meet and her motives for this relationship.

You can clearly see that she is not Korean or Asian in general. Sources say she is from America, but her parents immigrated there, although we don’t know the country.

What do you think of the knew couple?”

Your instagram started to blow out. People started following you and commenting on your pictures, you didn’t know if you should look, eventually curiosity took over you and you started to scroll through

‘She is so weird looking’

‘I think dok2 needs to learn the difference between curvy and fat’

‘Korean women are too hard to get, that’s why he chose her’

’ Look at her make-up, she needs to take it off and put on some clothes’

'I bet he bought her this outfit’


You threw your phone on the bed. Why were they so mad at you? You didn’t do anything but love someone.Was that a crime? You sat on your couch and turned on the tv, maybe that would distract you

'Now what do you guys think about this?’

'Dok2 is just messing around. I mean, look at this they are walking out of mcdonalds, I’m sure she ate everything there is in that bag. She clearly cannot cook since they are getting junk food, he will come to his senses’

You turned it off and threw away the remote, the sound of it crushing to the floor was heard all over the house. Your eyes started to water, making your vision blurry.

Why did they hate you? Why would they judge you like that? You never did anything to them, you never hurted anyone

Your phone distracted you. You walked back to your room to get it, Joonkyung was calling you


“Open the door”

He said and the line went dead. You took a deep breath and looked at yourself in the mirror, you rubbed your eyes so they want look watery. You slowly walked to the door opening it, Joonkyung immidiately wrapped his arms around you

“Are you ok?”

You didn’t answer. He let you go and took your face in his hands, examinating you

“Have you been crying?”


You almost did, but he came by. He closed the door of your apartment and dragged you to your couch

“I’m so sorry about this. I didn’t know about it, I’ll make sure they will take the articles down”

“It won’t make a difference. They will post others, they will still leave comments on my instagram, they will still think like that, nothing can be changed”

He didn’t like the way you talked. It was so cold and sad, you looked depressed, he took your hands in his, attempting to calm you down

“Baby I-”

“They were right though. I am not what you deserve, I’m just a stupid chubby teacher,I even let you pay my phone bill. How stupid and pathetic can that be?”

By the time you were done, your tears escaped your eyes and runned down your face. You bit your lower lip as sobs took over your body, closing your eyes tightly and hair falling to your face. He wrapped his arms around you, letting you cry it out

“Don’t talk like that. You didn’t let me pay for your phone bill, I did it behind your back, cause you spended all of your money to my birthday present, and after you learned about it you didn’t talk to me for a week. You are not chubby, you’ve been working out every day, you look better than ever, even if you were chubby I would still think you were perfect. Baby you are teaching at primary school, I barely got throught it and then dropped out. You came to this different country and managed to survive and leave a nice life, how is that stupid? and we all know you can cook, I mean dong-gab and zino cannot stop talking about your cooking. I love you for every little thing they are mad about”

He kissed your hair, rubbing your back which made you relax in his arms. By the time he was finished, you had stopped crying and just listened to what he had to say. You raised your head and wiped away the tears, smudging your mascara

“You mean it?”

“Of course I mean it. Give me a kiss”

You pecked his lips. He wrapped his arms around you, placing you on his lap, you wrapped your legs around his waist and your arms around his neck

“I love you. Don’t worry about these stupid jealous people, we got way bigger fish to fry”

You nodded and gave him another kiss on the lips. He smiled at you, feeling a bit better since he got you to stop crying


He decided to spend the whole day with you. As you layed next to him, you checked your instagram, you got a notification that he had tagged you in a picture. It was a picture of you with your head on his lap, watching tv

“All we did was love eachother, that is definetely not a crime. So stop talking about us like we are criminals and get a life”

You smiled and put your phone away. You hugged him tightly, as you heard the beating of his heart

“Thank you”

“You’re welcome”

Originally posted by huckleberryb

hate to see your heart break

A/N: back again like an unshakable disease

i.                  Like most best friends, you and Dan have all the cliché embarrassing stories.

Dan throwing his entire plate of food over your head when you were toddlers.

You accidentally knocking Dan off his feet when you were learning to ride a bike as a six year old.

Dan sticking up for you against the neighbourhood bully at twelve.

Drinking cheap alcohol in the park together for the first time as teenagers.

You getting your first boyfriend at sixteen and Dan not knowing how to deal with it.

Dan realising as an adult that he’s actually head over heels for you but too scared to do anything about it.


Story of his damn life.

Keep reading

Post-its Compilation - 161031 Omokgyo Fansign

** I only included the pics where they drew on, click on the pic credit link to view the other pics!

Rap Monster

Q: What do you like to hear most from fans?
A: That they love me

pic cr; @innied
trans cr; bangtanlists

Q: I always think like this, “I must not cry, crying is losing”. But lately I have been feeling really down ㅠㅠ I don’t know what to do ㅠㅠ
A: It’s okay to cry.

pic cr; 朴泰顺
trans cr; ktaebwi

Q: Namjoon-ah~ When we get married, what song should we have as the wedding congratulatory song?
A: Miss right

pic cr; 鲍成一颗蛋
trans cr; bangtanlists


Q: The member that oppa thinks is the most pathetic?
1) Namjoon
2) Yoongi
3) Hoseok
4) Jimin
5) Taehyung
6) Jungkook
7) None
A: *doesn’t tick any* Seokjinnie

pic cr; @innied
trans cr; bangtanlists

Q: Seokjin-oppa! Have you thought of writing more songs in the future? If so, what kind of style do you wanna try?
A: More sophisticated (refined?) style than the one now

pic cr; @1234asdf9876
trans cr; @jeongmilk

Q: Dec 4 is your birthday. What would you like as a birthday present?
A: Love❤️

pic cr; Icekoo_Coo
trans cr; @seokjinyeobo

Q: What thoughts did you have when you were working on Awake?
A: About how nice it’d be if ARMYs can listen to it

pic cr; 鲍成一颗蛋
trans cr; @jeongmilk 


Q: Which member bothers you the most?
A: *ticked all members*

pic cr; @innied 
trans cr; bangtanlists

Q: Just why is Yoongi not my oppa…ㅠㅠ (T/N: I think the fan is older than him!) Can you write something heart-fluttering?
A: Call me oppa
(Fan: Really? But we have quite an age gap, is that alright?
Yoongi: That doesn’t matter, call me oppa.)

pic cr; 啊莫摞七
trans cr; @jeongmilk

Q: Yoongi-oppa! If you had a younger sister, what do you want to gift her? ❤️
A: Book.

pic cr; @1234asdf9876
trans cr; @jeongmilk 

Q: Do you have anything you want to say to ARMYs in China?
A: I’ll be sure to go find you.

pic cr; _SaryLee
trans cr; @jeongmilk

Q: Yoongi’s three interests recently!
A: Holly, Holly, Holly

pic cr; @Heartpostit
trans cr; @jeongmilk

Q: At the end of this year if we manage to work hard to give you a daesang, can you make a confession song for us?
A: Sure

pic cr; 鲍成一颗蛋
trans cr; bangtanlists

Q: Seems like you’ve been wearing that earring for quite a while now…. is there any special reason?
A: No, I’m just lazy to change it

pic cr; 鲍成一颗蛋
trans cr; bangtanlists


Q: Hoseok-oppa who is always full of hope! Who is the member that makes you feel hopeless sometimes? 
1) Seokjin
2) Yoongi
3) Namjoon
4) Jimin
5) Taehyung ✓
6) Jungkook
7) None!

pic cr; @innied
trans cr; bangtanlists

Q: J~~ Hope~~~ Why are you so sexy? 
A: J~~ Hope~~~ has always been sexy!

pic cr; 鲍成一颗蛋
trans cr; bangtanlists


Q: The top 3 members oppa views as the most dirty-minded!
1. Jimin
2. Jimin
3. Jimin

pic cr; @innied
trans cr; bangtanlists

Q: What did Jiminie eat to become this cool?
A: Probably because I live in BTS’ dorm.

pic cr; @Heartpostit
trans cr; ktaebwi

Q: How does Jimin-oppa think of Yoongi-oppa?
➀ A talented hyung
➁ A hyung who always bullies me ✓
➂ A hyung who often bullies me but has a warm heart
➃ A hyung who’s a bigger fool than me ✓
➄ Cute ✓

pic cr; SugaMio
trans cr; ktaebwi


Q: When oppa is angry what makes you feel better?
A: If you come

pic cr; @innied
trans cr; bangtanlists

Q: Does Tae oppa wants to hear Jungkook cover a song for you? What song?
A: ❤️ I don’t know

pic cr; KangToto_
trans cr; @jeongmilk 

Q: What would you say when you propose to your beloved one?
A: I’ll care about you and like you more than anybody else!! Please date me!! 

pic cr; @SmurfBts
trans cr; @jeongmilk

Q: If one day, Jungkook turns into a female, where do you want to bring him to, other than gaming? (what do you want to do)
A: Camping

pic cr; 甜果盐泰吹_
trans cr; @jeongmilk 

Q: Has Taehyung oppa drank (alcohol) with Jungkook before? If you haven’t, when are you planning to drink together?
A: ❤️

pic cr; KangToto_
trans cr; @jeongmilk

Q: Taehyung-ah, please draw a “small pepper”!

pic cr; oBusanLimitedChimo
trans cr; ktaebwi


Q: A strange side of the hyungs that fans do not know of?
A: (it’s a) secret.. ♡

pic cr; @innied
trans cr; bangtanlists

Q: I’m entering high school soon, please write something that can give me strength.
A: Make friends in school, fighting for your studies❤️

pic cr; 疯兔子馥
trans cr; @jeongmilk

Q: The advantage of being BTS’ maknae?
A: I can do anything.

pic cr; @Heartpostit
trans cr; ktaebwi

Q: Does Jungkook want to go on a vacation trip with Taehyung? Where do you want to go to?
A: To the place noona is at❤️

pic cr; KangToto_
trans cr; @jeongmilk

Q: Jungkook ah, which ramen is your favorite?
A: 맛있는 라면 (Delicious ramen)
(Fan: Do they still sell it?
JK: Yes they do!)

pic cr; @SmurfBts
trans cr; @jeongmilk 

**Pictures and translations credit to their respective owners as stated! I left links to the original posts but if you do not want your translation on this compilation please pm me :)

Birthday present

Today master told me what my birthday present is going to be. My birthday isn’t coming up soon but just knowing what I’m going to get makes me excited.

Now my present, I showed master a picture of a girl who’s lip was bleeding and I said that it was very pretty trying to give a hint. But daddy told me that if he cut my lips they would get hard and dry making them less good to suck his cock.
Eventually master said he would cut my lips and the insides of my mouth on his birthday as a present. I got so happy by that making master laugh. I looked like a pathetic whore that’s what he said. And actually I can’t really do anything but agree to it.

Ideas for Epic Cherik ‘While You Were Sleeping’ Modern Still-Powered Angsty Fluff with a Happy Ending AU
  • Set in New York not Chicago, obvs.
  • Charles is shockingly-young Professor of Genetics at Columbia, multiple degrees, PhD, all the usual impressive stuff, Hank is his bumbling TA
  • Erik is a civil engineer who travels the world working for a mutant-based Disaster Management company
  • Raven is a struggling children’s book author and illustrator (who just published her first series, ‘My Mutation Is Like…’ which aims to help mutant children understand mutations, a different one for each book).
  • She’s the one who ends up in a coma
  • She and Charles recently had a big fight (and are currently estranged) because he saw how horrible her boyfriend Azazel was on the inside and tried to persuade her to break up with him
  • After this, Erik befriended Raven on the train one day when he saw her being harassed about her blue skin by some anti-mutant humans; this was during his morning commute 
  • One day she gets on the train all agitated and tells him it’s because she just ran into her step-brother outside the station and doesn’t want him to find her; Erik offers to walk her to wherever she’s going if she’s worried
  • At a later date (near Christmas) he sees her being attacked by the same bunch of anti-mutant humans as before and getting pushed onto the tracks, he uses his powers to stop the train and save her
  • At the hospital he suspects she might not get the best treatment because she’s blue so he pretends to be Raven’s fiancé so that he can be in the room; glowering, etc. 
  • But then this pretty Englishman bursts into her hospital room looking distraught and introduces himself as Raven’s brother, Charles
  • Assuming he’s an anti-mutant human, Erik thinks this must be the infamous step-brother Raven was so clearly afraid of, and introduces himself as her fiancé again
  • Shit commences to hit the fan…


And later stuff… 

  • Charles looks at Erik like he hung the moon because he saved his little sister’s life, and her engagement to Erik (such a clearly put-together guy) obviously means that she must have taken Charles’ advice on board and all this time he’s been worrying about her she’s been secretly getting her life together
  • Of course Charles doesn’t read Erik’s mind because reading the minds of Raven’s boyfriends is what started the trouble in the first place
  • At first, Erik takes Charles’ professor-y clothes and Raven’s current straitened circumstances as proof that they’re not that well off and offers to help out with her medical bills; Charles can tell Erik genuinely had no idea Raven was so fabulously wealthy and therefore wasn’t after her for her money and this only makes Erik even more Perfect and Noble and Selfless and Wonderful in his eyes
  • Since Erik is a mutant immigrant and he fucked up a train and this is America *sigh* the police think the saving-Raven Incident was some kind of ‘mutant terrorist attack’ and are all up in his business 
  • Charles assumes the police have come to the hospital to get a description of Raven’s attackers from Erik and when he finds out why they’re really there, (to put Erik in jail!! A Hero!! at Christmas!!!??) he is so outraged that he pulls the W.A.S.P. card, hard, with a side of ’If You’d Like To Contact Mr Lehnsherr, Gentlemen, You May Do So Via Xavier Corps’ Entire Firm of Lawyers, Now GET OUT’ and is just uncharacteristically Fierce
  • So Erik thinks 1) wow look at the little fella go when he’s riled up wow he laid one royal smackdown on the fuzz in defence of a mutant wow 2) that’s kinda hot, 3) no wonder Raven’s scared of this guy. 4) Maybe I shouldn’t mention that I lied about being engaged to her because there’s no way I can afford the kind of legal defence I’m apparently going to need.
  • The press get hold of the story and Erik is suddenly trapped in a whirlwind of hysterical Mutant Hero Saves Fiancée From Oncoming Train After Muggers Pushed Her Onto the Tracks - At Christmas!!!! stories. (Queue Jewish annoyance.) Which luckily convinces the Powers That Be to let him off without punishment, but is another reason why he can’t confess he’s not her fiancé.
  • Ends up spending a lot of time with Charles while he’s, eg. going last minute Christmas-shopping, and coincidentally doing a lot of things (like, eg. strolling through the snow, going for coffee, ice skating whilst visiting the Rockerfeller Center Christmas Tree) Charles would usually do with Raven, that would probably pass for Romantic Dates if they weren’t, y’know, prospective brothers-in-law… 
  • Raven’s Disreputable Mutant Friends™ who provide plucky comic relief and try to get Charles out of his worry-rut and invite him and Erik along to parties, etc. 
  • Not that Erik cares, but who the fuck is this threateningly virile-looking guy in the wifebeater who he keeps catching in the act of Leaning at Charles? What’s with the plaid?? What is he, some kind of lumberjack??? In New York??? Who even rides a motorcycle in this day and age????? Huh??? LAME.
  • Erik’s snarky office friend Emma who thinks his whole predicament is hilarious (also Edie and his Rabbi who can see from Day One what is really going on with him and Charles)
  • Erik shows up at the university to pick Charles up for a coffee-date- er, a platonic coffee meeting -slips in to the lecture hall and gets to witness the Magic that is Professor Xavier: Student Whisperer, ‘Cool’ Teacher, Hero of Men
  • Charles is Beloved among the student body and faculty because he cures hangovers (as a result of which his entire class is packed, every session, full of bright-eyed, bushy-tailed, pathetically grateful and engaged young people, despite the early hour, who hang on his every word and laugh at his terrible jokes). 
  • his entire class clearly adores him, and there’s this feelgood close-knit sharing-consciousness vibe like the ensemble at the end of a John Hughes movie; everyone hangs back at the end just to talk to Charles and give him Christmas presents and tell them about what’s going on with them because he’s genuinely interested (and also he gives his whole class Christmas and birthday presents every year).
  • And Erik takes all this in as well as noticing how beautiful he is when he’s striding back and forth with his curvy legs all animated and enthusiastic about Mutations smiling dazzlingly waving his hands as he talks and pushing his floppy hair out of his eyes and- oh… oh… shit…
  • Charles feeling increasingly angst-ridden because he’s clearly got a thing for Raven’s straight fiancé who is completely out of his league anyway and how will he live with himself if he ruins two relationships in a row for her just when she was getting her life together how will she ever forgive him???
  • Charles was planning on being Alone at Christmas but when Edie finds out about this she is like I NOW DECLARE A STATE OF CHRISMUKKAH ERIK YOU MUST INVITE HIM ROUND I AM TELLING EVERYONE
  • Charles is clearly charmed and bittersweetened when he sees Erik’s happy family life / close relationship with his mother
  • Oh look Erik you’re under the ~*Mistletoe*~ MAMA NO
  • Erik increasingly confused as to why Raven was so afraid about Charles finding her, because Charles is so clearly some kind of angel/lamb hybrid in mutant form???
  • But then he finds out about Cain, the Evil Step-Brother, (courtesy of Threateningly-Virile-Looking Leaning-Lumberjack Guy) and meets the man in person when Cain shows up uninvited at a party and Erik has to defend Charles from him (ps. he is played by Tom Hardy) and okay now it really is time to put an end to this whole charade-
  • and getting a call from the doctor saying ‘Mister Lehnsherr, we’ve decided to bring Miss Darkholme out of her coma today because it’s really not good for the baby, okay?’  Ah yes, good, right. Wait. What?
  • Charles’ joy when he finds out I’m going to be an UNCLE!!! Thank you Erik, you’ve given me the best Christmas gift ever!!!
  • Meanwhile Charles’ TA Hank who’s secretly had a crush on Raven for ages has been going to the hospital to read books to her while she was in a coma (and is basically living the plot of a whole ‘nother Romcom on the side) but she’s engaged to That Handsome Hero Guy Everyone Thinks Is So Great, What A Jerk. 
  • Raven wakes up and can’t remember Erik beyond their brief meetings on the train and Charles is instantly like ‘Omg she’s got partial amnesia this is Dreadful!! We must take her to a specialist mind-reader! You too Erik! And in the meantime let’s leave you two love-birds alone together so you can get re-acquainted, I’m sure Erik can’t wait to introduce you to his Mum, Raven! Toodleoo!’
  • Erik is just saying shitshitSHIT at increasing volume in his head 
  • But Raven now sees Azazel is a bastard and dumps him
  • She kinda likes Erik (especially after listening to Charles rave about him) and thinks they could make a go at it because she thinks she remembers him reading to her when she was in a coma and finds that so romantic
  • ‘Raven, I can’t marry you - I’m gay!’
  • Hank bursting out with a ‘Raven, you can’t marry him, marry me! I will be your baby daddy!!’ 
  • btw Raven while you were sleeping the press have been all over your story so your little childrens’ books are now at the top of the New York Times Bestseller List and your publisher wants you to do another series??
  • Ends with Erik getting found out, thinks he has blown it, sitting in his office one day, when Charles shows up (with an entourage of Disreputable Mutant Friends™ and newly-minted-couple Raven and Hank and Emma and his Rabbi and Edie and the fucking Postman prolly with their faces squished up against the glass of his office.) 
  • And Charles is like ‘Hello, I understand this is a Disaster Management Company, yes? Well I was wondering if you could help me. You see… I’ve got this friend… it’s his Love Life. It’s a complete disaster. In fact, you could say…. it’s a trainwreck.’ 
  • T H E   E N D

anonymous asked:

tadashi headcanon?

this is broad, so im narrowing it down to high school tadashi ahhhh

  • He and Hiro graduated at the same time. Tadashi was 17(Almost 18) and Hiro was 13(Almost 14). Tadashi wouldn’t let Hiro anywhere near the graduation party plans though, considering Hiro spilled ink on his graduation gown and had to order another one. Cass wasn’t happy about that.
  • Tadashi had a rough time in high school. Whether it be because it was simply high school, or because his kid brother was attending the same school as he was. Tadashi had a hard time fitting in. Admittedly, and he admitted it with pride, Hiro was really his only good friend through out high school. He had other people he hung around, but not nearly as much as Hiro. 
  • Tadashi was fully aware of how Hiro was bullied throughout high school, because of his age, and his big mouth that seemed to get him into all sorts of trouble. So, Tadashi, being the good older brother that he was, sacrificed his chances to be ‘popular’ to stick up for Hiro and to walk him through high school.
  • Braces for the first two years. He got them in the summer between the 8th and 9th grade. He didn’t like them, but he was constantly reminded by Cass what a beautiful smile he’ll have when he’s done’ so he delt with them for two years.
  • Glasses during freshman year. He wore(and still does, if he doesn’t feel like putting his contacts in) glasses. They were a permanent thing in the 9th grade, and it was during spring of his 10th grade year that Cass decided to trust him enough with contacts.
  • Awkward around girls. He fiddled, stuttered, and blushed a lot, especially in his Literature class because he sat next to a really pretty girl.
  • Tried not to get into all the drama that associates itself with high school, though that was hard considering people picked fights with his brother for no reason other than ‘what does he think? that he’s smarter than all of us?’ That would get Tadashi angry and he isn’t happy to admit that he’s been sent to the principles office for punching and yelling at people who make fun of Hiro.
  • Worked exceedingly hard, in and out of school. He maintained his grades, because he wanted to go to SFIT, and he knew how important keeping his grades and being a good student meant, made sure Hiro maintained his as well for Hiro liked to slack because he thought he was ‘too smart to do the stupid 6 pages of homework’, thought about Hiro’s future as well as his as he lectured Hiro about homework, and his grades. ‘If you slack, you won’t go to college and you’ll be stuck in life’ is what he told Hiro.
  •  He worked in the cafe with Cass after school, typically a few hours so he could still get his homework done.
  • Got his moped for his birthday during his 11th grade year. Probably the best birthday present he ever got from Cass(Aside from Mochi, but Mochi was technically a present for both Hiro and Tadashi). Treats this thing like its his baby, and wouldn’t even let Hiro tinker with it. 
  • First kiss when he was 15. Was out at a small get together with some of his buds, playing spin the bottle. She was a really pretty girl, one that hadn’t even noticed he existed until the bottle landed on him. It was a peck, nothing more, but it was still a kiss and Tadashi still finds himself laughing about it. How pathetic, he’d say, you’re first kiss taken by a girl who didn’t even bother knowing your name.
  • It wasn’t until he graduated, and applied for SFIT, that he started building trustful and meaningful relationships outside of Hiro. Hiro was grown, so Tadashi really let himself come out of his shell his first year of college, making friends with GoGo(Who went to the same school as Tadashi and Hiro, and Tadashi knew who she was but it wasn’t vice versa), Honey, Wasabi, and Fred.
Camilla Married Life Headcanon

Wow, it feels like it’s been forever since I wrote sfw stuff. It’s kind of a weird shift >0< this all you dirty anons fault  These are going to be a bit shorter than some of the ones I’ve wrote recently due to the fatigue I’m experiencing. But quality over quantity, yeah?? Anyways, onto the dragon queen of my heart, Camilla!

For more headcanons, click here! For a status on upcoming works, click here!

❤️ Camilla had hoped that marriage would stem the selfish possessiveness in her heart-Kamui was hers now! In body, soul and heart, they are bonded for life, and beyond death! The ring is proof of their devotion!-so why does her chest clench so tightly at thought of him being away from her, away with his… ‘friends?’

Why does her voice get louder as she spots him by the edge of the castle fountain listening deeply to Azura’s song? Of course, she interrupted the woman by cutting in with her own tune! Even though she could barely crone out a note, Camilla had to do it for the sake of her husband’s well being. The songtress’-no, foul siren’s-voice was probably enchanting him with wicked thoughts against her, no doubt! She saw the way Azura looked at her husband with hopeful eyes and a bright smile. “She’s just a companion,” Kamui would say as she tore him away from the woman, her nails digging into his wrist “A friend!” 

Why does she hold her axe more firmly as she watches Kamui spar with the sultry Charlotte? Was it the way that the vixen’s body was built so perfectly right, even when compared to hers? Was it the way the woman’s muscles flexed powerfully with every swing? Was it the way her breasts bounced generously with each swipe leaving Camilla scowling in envy? Yet what made her bristle the most was the fact that Charlotte’s beads of sweat dared to land on her Kamui, covering him in her sickly sweet scent! Of course, she had to interfere with the sparring! If she didn’t drag Kamui away, Charlotte would have bewitched her husband with her sinful charms and physique. “She’s just an ally,” Kamui cried out as she threw him over her shoulder, “A friend!”

That is why, it was surprising when one day while she was in the tavern with a few of her own friends, Kamui burst in, breathing heavy and hoarse with a look of murder on his face. Before Camilla could question his intentions, he grabbed her by the arm, pulling her away from her companions and out the tavern, mumbling darkly under his breath, “Filthy animals… can’t believe they had the nerve… I should never leave you…”

“Fufufu~ Kamui? Why are you pulling me away from my friends? Did you miss-”

He stopped suddenly, turning back to look at his bemused wife with an annoyed expression, “Friends? Do you expect me to J-just accept that as the truth?!” Camilla huffed as she pulled her arm away from his tight grip. For once, she was actually bothered by her husband’s behavior, “Of course, they are only my friends! What else would they be?”

Kamui laughed, deep and hearty at Camilla’s obliviousness. He step closer to his wife, red eyes glinting with a dangerous spark, “Well, my wife, isn’t it the truth that your friend Odin wouldn’t stop giving you th-those lewd suggestions!?” Camilla blinked, her memories racing back to their innocent conversation,”Lewd suggestions?” 

”Princess! I saw you in the last battle! You are truly deserve the title as the one and only magnificent wyvern queen of Nohr!” “Perhaps you should watch carefully and learn Odin, so I don’t have to save you from getting killed.” “Ha! Perhaps I will! It wouldn’t be such a bad view after all.” 

He continued, his voice becoming hoarse with each word torn from his throat, “Isn’t it the truth that your friend Lazward wouldn’t stop flirting with you!?”

“Lady Camilla, you are as radiant as ever! Your face is beautiful! Your hair is lovely! Your body is like a cat, graceful and-” “The only animal you should be comparing me to is a dragon, Lazward. They are clearly more graceful and powerful than any boring cat.” “A-ah yes, o-of course!”

He looked up then and stared straight into her eye, “Isn’t it the truth that your friend Benoit would stop showing off his muscles to impress you?”

“Benoit, have you grown stronger?” “It is because of you Milady, I have been doing those exercises you have recommended me. It would be an honor to show you how I’ve improved to serve the royal family.” “Fufufu~ Very well then, show me your strength!”

“Well then! Isn’t it the truth?!” Kamui choked for breath, each nerve on his body burning with a need to drag his wife back to their room to hide her from supposed lecherous men. Camilla smiled with sudden realization, reaching out to stroke her husband cheek.

“Kamui, are you jealous?” 

Kamui’s ears flushed red as he turned from her to hide his grimace, “S-so?! What if I am? I am only but one man, Camilla.” He huffed, gritting his teeth and balled his hands up into a fist, “What good of a husband am I if I can’t stop men drooling and hounding at my wife!”

Camilla’s eyes went wide in surprise at his confession, heart fluttering at his feelings that were so similar to her own.

“Sometimes, I wish I could take you away from here,” he continued, voice breaking with dejection, “Away from the battlefields of war, the duties from the kingdom and these pigs!” He reached out and grabbed her hands, holding them tight in hands in the unfounded fear of her leaving him behind.

“I’m sorry, Camilla. I lied to you about the true nature of the man you married,” He reached up and brushed an armored palm against her cheek, letting it slide down to her neck in a gentle caress, “I’m sorry that I hid such a selfish side to me, but this is the real me, Camilla. I’m no longer your cute little brother that you adore so much. I’m a man and as a man, I-I want you, only to myself and-”

Before he could even finish his sentence, Camilla’s mouth covered his, her hands gripping his body tightly against hers, hoping to convey the same feelings back to him through her lips. Kamui moaned as he tasted the familiar spiciness of his wife’s kiss mixed in with a hint of booze from the tavern, dazed by the power of his wife’s emotions Pulling back, Camilla smiled at her husband’s surprised expression, “Fufufu~ It seems we are both jealous people, husband. But instead of making each other jealous, shall we make others jealous by how good we look together?”

Keep reading


Warnings: ATTEMPTED SUICIDE!! Swearing
Characters: Sam and Dean Winchester, Sister Winchester Reader
Summary: (Read request at bottom)
Readers Age: High school
Word Count: 1315

Y/N: Your Name
Y/N/N: Your Nickname

A/N: I had no idea what to title this so ya. And I know this is the second imagine I posted in the same day including self harming I just didn’t want to wait until tomorrow to post it bc the person who requested this may really need it today so yeah…. Enjoy!

Your heart ached, it wasn’t from anything physical but from something emotional. Your girlfriend just broke up with you, her excuse? “You’re always sad, and you never talk about your past.” She broke up with you because you choose not to talk about your past that is filled with blood and pain.

You refused to get up, you’ve missed a few days of school, your brothers were understanding they know how hard break-ups can be. But they were getting worried, at some point you do have to move on.

You heard a knock at your door which only made you pull the covers over your head, “Y/N?” You heard Sam call. “Hey you need to get out of bed, you have to start going back to school.” Sam said as he sat down on your bed, you only moaned in response.

“Sweetie, I know what you’re going through believe me, but I think the best thing for you right now is to go to school and hang out with your friends.” Sam suggested, you uncovered your head to look a him.
“But I don’t wanna, I just want to lay here a die.” You whined whilst pulling the covers back up, you heard Sam sigh.

“Fine, if you won’t get up voluntarily I’ll force ya.” Your eyes widened, he better not. Sam grabbed the covers and yanked them off exposing your what was once warm body to the cold outside air, you squealed as you grabbed a spare blanket and tossed it over you.

“Really…” Sam mumbled to himself, “Fine have it your way.” Sam threw the covers down, you then felt two arms wrap around your torso.

You were then tossed out of bed and over Sam’s shoulder, “Sam!! Put me down!” You demanded as you hit his back, you couldn’t help but laugh anyway.

“Nope!” Sam said stubbornly, he then walked down the halls of the bunker and into the kitchen. You gave up on hitting him and just accepted your fate.
You heard Dean laughing, “Looks like you caught a wild
Y/N!” Dean said as he walked behind Sam to look at you, Sam chuckled and you rolled your eyes.

“Sammy put me down!” You demanded once again, “As you wish, Sam responded as he put you down. “but now that you’re up, you can stay up and get ready for school.” He was right, no way you can fall asleep after that, you sighed and stomped off to your room to get ready.

After you got ready you walked into the library where your brothers were, “Ready?” Dean asked as he got up, you nodded. You two went out to the Impala and drove to school.

You got out, grabbing your backpack and tossing it over your shoulder. You waved Dean goodbye and walked inside the school, you saw a few of your friends so you walked over to them.

“Hey guys.” You greeted, they all gave you a weird look, “What? Is there something on my face?” You asked as you touched your face. They all snickered and walked off. “Okay… That was weird.” You didn’t think to much of it because your class was about to start.

It was one lunch time, Sam is always kind enough to pack you a lunch so you don’t have to eat the terrible cafeteria food. You looked around and saw your usual friends and went over to them.

You went to an open spot but before you could sit down one of the girls scooted over, “Sorry someone’s sitting here.” She acted like she was sorry. “Then where am I suppose to sit?” You asked.

“How about the zoo? That’s where you belong anyway.” She snarled, all of the people you once though of as ‘friends’ are laughing at you. Your eyes starting filling with tears, you turned around and ran out.

“Today is going to be hell.”You thought.

And it was, all of your friends hate you, you are constantly seeing your ex and nobody wants to talk to you. You were right you never should’ve came back to school, you’re pathetic, everyone hates you. Your brothers probably hate you.

Dean picked you up and you both got back to the bunker, you went straight to your room, you got out your demon blade that Dean got you as a birthday present.

You walked into the bathroom, tears falling down your face, you looked in the mirror, but instead of seeing you, you saw a monster. Someone who is just in the way, a burden.

You walked over to the bathtub and sat in it, the least you can do is give your brothers an easy clean up. You clenched your knife until your knuckles turned white.

And then, you did it. You cut your wrist, you didn’t even realize that it was going to hurt so much, so you yelled. You quickly cupped your mouth hoping your brothers didn’t hear. You were about to do the other wrist until the bathroom door burst open, and your brothers were in front of you.

Their eyes were full of worry, Sam ran out of the room probably to get a first aid kit, Dean got in the tub with you and held you. He wrapped a towel around your wrist, you cried into his chest.

“Shh, it’s okay, cry it out. I’m here, we’re here.” Dean cooed, Sam returned with the first aid kit and got to work.

“Why did you do this Y/N/N?” Sam asked quietly trying to fight back tears.

“Because everyone hates me, my friends, my ex, you guys.” You mumbled the last part, Sam stopped what he was doing.
“You think we hate you?” Sam asked offended that you would ever think that, Dean pushed you away, “Why do you think we hate you?” Dean asked. You looked at the your wrist that was halfway stitched up.

“Because I’m a burden, a monster, I just get in the way.” You quietly stated, Sam went back to stitching up your wrist while Dean talked.

“Chipmunk you’re not a burden, or a monster. I know break-ups can be hard, and losing friends can be too, but just think of it this way: You’re one heartbreak closer to finding your soul mate.” Dean kissed the top of your head.

“I’m sorry.” You cried, “You have nothing to be sorry for, we’re sorry we didn’t realize it sooner.” Sam said as he wrapped your wrist up in a bandage.

Dean lifted you up out of the bathtub and carried you over to your bed where he set you down, “Y/N/N, you gotta know that you are the most important thing to us, we love you so much… I don’t know what I would do without you.” Dean whispered the last part as he squeezed your hand.

Sam sat down on your other side, “You’re not alone in this, we’ll help you through this. Just promise us you won’t do anything like this again.” Sam said while rubbing your arm.

“I promise.” You replied, Dean wiped your tears away, “And Y/N, promise us one more thing.” Sam said, “Anything.” You replied.

“Promise us that no matter what this life throws at us, you will Always Keep Fighting.” Sam said, “I promise.” You replied.

Your brothers pulled you into a hug, you’re glad you have people in your life that care about you, that are willing to help you through something like this.

It is going to be awhile before you do eventually find your soul mate, or even new friends for that matter. But what you do know is that when you find them, you will make sure that they are real friends. Not ones that ditch you when things get hard, that what makes family so special. No matter what life throws at you, family would never abandon you.

Requested by Anonymous:
“Could you do one where the readers girlfriend just broke up with her bc she’s depressed. And their friend group all shut her out so she doesn’t have anyone to be w/ @ school and she tries to kill herself. Specific i know its what I’m going through rn

A/N: I DO NOT PROMOTE SUICIDE! If you are thinking of ending your life please get help, talk to people! I’m always open to talk! Always Keep Fighting!!

I hope y'all like this one! I’m open for tips on improving!

anonymous asked:

Imagine! Nor's been blinded in an accident, and therefore needs someone to come in and live with him while he gets used to being blind; Den, an aid. However, Nor really resents having so much of his freedom taken away like this, and takes it out on den, who is really trying his best to stay professional and not let it get to him because he's used to dealing with old people and they're normally alright but Lukas is so snarky and snippy and he doesn't know quite how to react to it. (1/?)

Now, Den’s got kicked out by his parents when he came out. So as a result he a) doesn’t really have anywhere to live which isn’t his clients’ houses, b) doesn’t really have many friends as people move away and his hours (one half day off a week) don’t allow much for meeting up with them and therefore c) doesn’t take off things like his birthday, because there’s no one to celebrate it with him so there’s not really much point (so not many people know when it’s his birthday at all) (2/?)

Now. Imagine that it’s his birthday. And he’s helping Lukas wrap presents for Berwald’s birthday the next day, and the day’s been shit so far because Lukas has been stressing out over the presents and whether Berwald will like them or not because he has no idea what they look like and that stress is being let out by being very pernickity and exact and scathing towards him, even more so than normal. And Den’s trying to wrap the damn presents - which is already reminding him that he’s got (3/?)

nothing this year, nothing for about 6 years, you’re alone haha - as neatly as possible, and he drops the tape and quietly swears, but Lukas picks up on it and thinks he’s fucked up the packaging so starts to shout at him about that. And Den’s trying to explain but Nor’s not listening and calling him an idiot and useless and why do I even need you just go away and he’s close to crying now, okay, and he finishes up the presents in silence because he knows if he tries to speak he’ll start (4/?)

crying and gets up as soon as he’s done and heads to the room that he sleeps in and closes the door and just flops down on the bed and hugs a pillow to try and get at least a little affection from /something/. And of course nor can’t see his face, doesn’t know that he’s hurting him quite so badly by saying and doing these things. So he just knows that suddenly he’s not there and oh so he just knows that suddenly he’s not there and oh great he’s such a fucking amazing aid why won’t Emil let (5?)

me fire him? And den’s started crying by now because he feels so utterly pathetic and alone and he’s been trying so hard and Lukas just refuses to even try and compromise and there’s the stress of having to be professional almost every hour of the week and hey, look, the only thing he can find to hug is /fucking inanimate good job bravo you’re not despicable at all/. and it’s his birthday on top of everything else. He’s had to wrap presents for someone else’s birthday, on his birthday (6/?)

while getting pretty much vocally abused. (7/7) :3 enjoy the angst~


anonymous asked:

Could you explain the severed pinata head?

Alright so for my birthday this year my friends got me a piñata (since my birthday is on cinco de mayo) but neither of them knew about my deep hatred for piñatas. So they present me with this piñata, as well as a small bat to smash it with, and I just kind of stare at them awkwardly until I tell them that I hate piñatas. They ignore this and tell me I have to hit it anyway. So after a long time of them coaxing me on, I eventually hit it with this tiny bat, and it just kind of falls over pathetically, which is pretty embarrassing. My friends laugh even harder, and I, already annoyed that I’m being subjected to this humiliation, decide I’m going to show my friends and this piñata who’s boss. So I bash it to pieces and its candy guts fly everywhere, and my friends seem quite pleased with the carnage. At this point the piñata is almost completely destroyed, except for the head, which is still fully intact. I keep the head as my trophy, since it was the only piñata I ever managed to destroy. And it is sitting in my room to this very day.

DAY 2574(i)

Jalsa, Mumbai              May 3,  2015             Sun  9:16 am

Elena Iankova , May 3,  2015  the birthday girl … Happy Birthday and love from all of us at this Ef platform  .. have a lovely DAY ..

I shall fill in and make up for yesterday or yesternight soon .. that Blog was pathetic and so un called for .. sorry .. should never be in such condition when conveying feelings to Ef ..

Just going to watch the Boxing Match of the moment .. the most expensive ever … Mayweather v Pach ..

Will be with you presently ..

My love and more ..

Amitabh Bachchan

Five Things Friday
  • It is my BIRTHDAY EVE! Tomorrow I turn 29 and start my year-long descent into freaking out about turning 30. I’ve managed to avoid it because everyone gets older, right? And I know a lot of 30, 40, 50, etc year-olds still living their best life so there’s nothing to worry about. But I’ve been told that the freak-out will still happen. Brace yourselves.
  • As a birthday present to myself, I signed up for a climbing membership yesterday! Only to have my climbing partner tell me she has a personal emergency (totally legit) so she can’t climb this weekend. Womp womp. Still going to go to the gym after work and see if I can look pathetic enough that someone wants to belay me.

  • My first race of the year was last Sunday and it was a 10k. I won my age group, fourth lady and tenth overall! I got a fancy pint glass and TWO tickets to Kings Dominion! The course was also short, a small field, and I almost died. Thank God the course was short because I didn’t have enough umph for the race. Garmin tells me my overall pace was 7:48 which for me in a 10k is slow. Official stats: 44:17 minutes, 5.68 miles Lot’s of work to do. 

  • Since there’s definitely room for improvement, running-wise, a plan is taking shape in my head. Fall marathon is definitely happening but I need some smaller goals between now and then. Oh and fun. Definitely need some fun running.

  • You know, 28 has been sort of hell in a lot of ways but right now, on my birthday eve, I’m happy with the path my life is taking. My body is in its happy place (shout-out to @clevcrew!) right now. Sure, my running isn’t great but I feel strong because of my regular swimming, barre, yoga, and now climbing workouts. So overall, I’ll take it.