this the face of the need to own something

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“Sorry” she mumbled slowly pushing him towards the bench she had shared with Renee earlier that day.

“Divia I’m not upset I wish…” he sighed “I wish you’d own your feelings. If you feel angry be angry. If you feel like crying than cry. Don’t let me or anyone else dictate how you feel.” He fell silent while Divia sat down on the bench facing him. He reached over took her hand “I know I’ve been hard on you. I’m sorry. I thought if I pushed you enough you’d stand up for yourself.” He squeezed her hand “I guess that’s not what you needed and I’m sorry.”

Something broke inside her. Like a chunk of ice had fallen away from her heart. “Daddy” she cried throwing her arms around “I love you so so much and I’m sorry I doubted you.”

Hesitantly at first he raised his arms to hold her. “Does this mean I have a green light to set things up with Renee?”

“Oh daddy you’re impossible” she cried into his shoulder feeling she’d let him do whatever he wanted as long as she knew he loved her.

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Teddy: *lies awake in bed, unable to sleep*

Teddy: *sighs, glancing around the faintly lit room* *slips out of bed*

Teddy: *makes his way outside, the full moon looming overhead*

Teddy: *glances over at the forbidden forest* *breath catches*

Teddy: Don’t even think about it… You definitely shouldn’t do it. *takes a deep, calming breath* …. Fuck it. 

*As the boy moves through the trees, he suddenly stumbles on something*

Teddy: *cringes and looks down* *spots an odd looking stone on the ground* 

Teddy: *holds up the stone, examining it* 

Voice: …… Yeah……

Tonks: *stares, trying to take in the sight of him* *shrugs weakly* 

Tonks: *glances slowly past Teddy and smiles* 

Voice: *sighs* Not… that… old…

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anonymous asked:

Don't get me wrong I'm SUPER EXCITED for Prompto's DLC. But everyone's like "oh no protect the bab" and I get it cause prompto is a precious bab but I'm SO READY for him to shine as a ripping badass gunner. SO READY.

^^ THIS. SO MUCH THIS. 

Ok, this turned into a bit of a long post, but I make no apologies. 

Prompto appreciation post.

Prompto is precious. He does need to be protected, but not because he’s weak. He needs to be protected because he’s lived through enough.

He’s tough as fuck. 

He’s had a really rough time of things - imagine growing up knowing you were ‘created’ to become one of the creatures/entities who are destroying the place that became your adoptive home, putting your friends’ lives at risk??? Imagine having to hide that from everyone. How exhausting is that? Never to slip up and show the signs on your skin that mark you out as ‘one of them’, even though you’re not.

On top of that, he faced and overcame isolation, and on his own he turned his life around so that it became something meaningful to him, so that he himself felt worthy of being someone’s friend. It’s not about whether he was or not to begin with, it’s about what he felt he was worth. Noct wouldn’t have cared if he was chubby or not. 

He got himself where he wanted to be through hard work and determination. Like I said, he’s tough. He grew as a person. He remained kind to his core, and sweet, and he worked hard every day to better himself.

That is why he needs to be protected. He’s already done all the hard work. He shouldn’t have to do any more. We call him ‘baby’ because he’s lovely, because he maintained his innocence and sweetness all through the difficulties he endured and overcame. He’s pretty and beautiful, with that bright smile and gentle eyes, his caring nature and lively personality. But he’s not a baby. And I think the bros all know that, and show it in their own way. He fits into the gap in their group, and they love him. 

And that’s the ‘tragedy’ of his Episode, if speculations are true. Our ‘baby’, who is in fact a total badass, has got to fight for his life. It looks like he’ll have to battle memories, MTs, and all the ‘what ifs’ from his past. We’ll see the outward manifestation of all that toughness he keeps inside. 

Prompto: he’s beautiful, he’s always been beautiful, but he is precious because of what he is and what he represents. He is an inspiration to everyone, for his hard work, his strength, his ever-present sweetness and sunshine smile, his empathy, his dorky sense of humour, for the shadows behind his smile.

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sooo–i have plans for a YOI model AU zine! (๑´ㅂ`๑) The idea behind it is that Viktor is a retired model who’s gone on to pursue photography and focus on his new agency, Nikiforov Models. He also has his own successful fashion line in which Yuuri (Viktor’s latest protege) is the main face for. The above shots of Yuuri were taken during his time at Celestino Models.

That’s the gist of it, basically! i’ve never even made a zine before-!! /SWEATS/ it’s something I’ve always wanted to do, and i hope i’ll not drop it halfway ;w; If anyone is even remotely interested in getting a zine like this, feel free to let me know (i need a little motivation…just a little, LOL) (´๑•_•๑)

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YOI Future!Verse ABO AU, Visual Headcanon Web Charts #01

So I always wanted to make one of these. Turns out my headcanons for the most part are WAY too wordy for these things and uh, they’re a bit of a mess >.>;; BUT I hope nonetheless that they’re somewhat fun to read even if barely legible, it was fun to make ^ ^;

1. Super basic relationship chart of the core members of the lovely poly family in this AU.

2. “Adults Think,” the color of each adult indicates their feelings towards the person to whom the arrow is pointing.

3. “Kids Think,” the color of each OC kid indicates their feelings towards the person to whom the arrow is pointing.

There’s obviously a lot more to it than what could be crammed in the lil text boxes, but a gist and pretty much the first things that immediately popped into my mind regarding their interactions. 2 and 3 also mostly show their thoughts while the kids are younger, which will change a bit as they grow up, to be covered in a future post.

*Recommended you right click view image to see full size bc the text is tiny oops

Because the text is so illegible, text only versions of charts 2 and 3 beneath cut, all elaborated quite a bit because I’m so rambly oops:

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IF YOU ARE NEW TO THIS AU: It’s Yuuri-centric polyamory in an ABO setting, Yuuri’s married to four mates (Victor, Yurio, Phichit, Minami) and they have OC kids.

BASICS of this AU

INTRO to how ABO works in this AU

OTHER POSTS (comics + illustrations) in the Future!Verse ABO section of my YOI Masterpost.

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Please keep ship bashing out of the comments/tags. Don’t like, just skip <3 Thank you.

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PLEASE DO NOT REPOST, EDIT, OR OTHERWISE USE MY ART WITHOUT MY EXPLICIT PERMISSION. More detailed rules available on my Rules & FAQ Post.

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Truths of the Types: What They're Doing

INFJ - is probably on the verge of breaking down because of the realization they can’t marry their favorite fictional character and they have to pick someone from this planet

INTP - is probably wearing earphones right now to avoid face to face human interaction while they lurk the world wide web and expand their collection of saved memes

ISFJ - is probably pampering themself with beauty/health products because they can’t fix themself on the inside

ISTJ - is probably trying to fix something that doesn’t need to be fixed which frustrates everyone around them

INTJ - is probably staring into space thinking about their purpose in life & thinking of ways to extend their already-long list of achievements in their resume

INFP - is probably playing videogames right now and doing much more in their character’s life, more than their own

ISTP - is probably trying their best not to be rude but still ends up hurting people by their sharp words and still doesn’t realize it

ISFP - is probably smiling and looking sensitive and innocent but is actually patiently waiting for their best friend and girlfriend to break up so they could finally make their move on them

ESFP - is probably doing something they shouldn’t be doing but does it eitherway without giving effort of hiding it and is surprised about getting caught

ESFJ - is probably writing an article to help others but is actually just writing it so they can share another one of their life stories–which no one actually cares about

ESTJ - is probably smiling on the outside acting like they like you but deep down they know they’re better than you–and if you actually are, they’ll watch your every move

ESTP - is probably thinking of ways to surprise their current romantic partner by making them sad first, just to see their reaction and be able to make them feel better later on–but fails horribly to the point that their partner almost breaks up with them

ENTP - is probably on snapchat taking random snaps of themselves with their dog to show that they’re having more fun than they actually are

ENFP - is probably being clingy with numerous people at the same time through chat, making each of them feel special but they don’t know it’s not only them

ENFJ - is probably posting inspirational quotes online & showing people motivational tips but doesn’t actually follow their own advice

ENTJ - is probably reposting articles online about why a person who is strong and independent is hard to love but are actually the best people to love


P.S. Hoping you guys like my new segment ☺ First time I’m writing about all the types! Sorry again for the hiatus, btw! Hope this post will make it up to you guys.

Lava

Based off this video because I cannot stop laughing


It had started out as a simple enough dare, Dean and Cas would each get a total of 3 tries per person to try and “kill” the other by telling the other that “the floor is lava.” They would then have five seconds before they had to find a way to get off the ground and scream that the floor was lava to any unsuspecting passerby if there were anyway. There was no prize, not really. Dean just really wanted to beat Cas at something, and Cas didn’t mind if he got bragging rights.

Cas had been first, during a walk in the park between their two college classes on campus. “The floor is lava,” he’d casually said. Dean had not understood until he did, and at which point he only had 3 seconds left and nothing that he could use to get off the ground. Nothing, except, for a trashcan just up the trail. He’d made it with one second to spare.

“The floor is lava!” Dean screamed triumphantly, balancing precariously on the poor trashcan below him. He had managed to get into a crouch before the inevitable happened––when Dean went to get down back onto the ground and rejoin Cas he slipped and wound up wedging his butt straight into the trashcan. Castiel wouldn’t let him forget it for a week.

The next turn had been Dean’s, choosing to wait until Cas and he were on a grocery run to enact his plan.

“Hey, Cas,” he called the other’s attention while they were in the toilet paper aisle. 

“Hm?”

“The floor is lava.” 

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A big part of Flowey’s character, I think, is…

We know Flowey can’t feel love. He can’t feel love for other people, and he can’t feel the love that others may express for him.

But he still experiences the psychological need to love and be loved that people, especially children, possess.

Look at his face when he talks to Chara about how he tried to feel something, ANYTHING, for his own father.

Look at his face when he remembers hoping his mother would surely help him feel the warmth of compassion once more.

These are not emotionally neutral memories. Thinking about how he discovered he didn’t care about his parents anymore…

…is painful for Asriel.

And he has no reason to lie or fake his emotions here, considering what route he says this on, and who he’s talking to.

And…throughout the game, he clings to the memory and idea of Chara as the person who can make him feel something, who can make him feel less horribly alone and give his life meaning again…

…but if you talk to him a few times in Neutral…

He admits that, deep down, he knows he can’t really love Chara, either.

The best he can hope for…is that he “won’t get tired of” them.

That they won’t stop being “fun” to “play with” like everyone else did.

And just like thinking about his first time interacting with his parents as a flower…admitting this to himself pains him.

Christ, someone give this poor fucking kid his SOUL back so that he can comprehend the emotion behind the hugs I want to give him.

{PART 16} I Won’t Stop You // Jeon Jungkook, Vampire!AU

Originally posted by jengkook

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Genre: Vampire!AU, Fantasy, Angst, Smut

Summary; You begin to regret revealing all the details about your painful, tragic past to Jungkook. Meanwhile, Jungkook, Taehyung and Jimin share their knowledge with each other in the hopes of figuring out what intentions lie behind Yoongi’s actions.

I update this series every Tuesday evening, 9pm-10pm (UK Time)

{Part 1} // {Part 15} {Part 16} {Part 17}

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On The Edge With You (Spencer Reid x Reader)

My first Reid smut! Just an idea that popped in my head. PWP. Spencer Reid x Reader smut. The reader wonders just how Spencer gained his stamina in the bedroom, he shows her just how he gained that skill.


“Spencer, can I ask you something kind of,” You hesitated, “Personal?” You were both on his couch, you lying down with your feet in his lap. It was one of his rare weekends without a case or paperwork. You both opted for a quiet night in after going out to lunch.

“Sure?” He said looking up from his book, a little concerned. “We’ve been together for months Y/N, I hope you know you can ask me anything.”

“How do you last so long in bed?” You blurted out, trying to ignore the heat rising in your cheeks. You didn’t mean for it to sound so accusing. It was a valid question though, just the night before you came three times before Spencer even seemed close to finishing. It got you curious, and even a little worried.

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what it would be like to date Lim Changkyun/ I.m:

Originally posted by kihqun

  • Sass, lot of sass
  • The type to absent mindlessly run his thumb over the skin of the back of your hand when you’re sat together.
  • He plays with your hair, whether its short- he just fiddles with it or styles it crazily, give you a Mohawk.
  • If its long, he’ll plait awkwardly if he doesn’t know how to or stick it in pigtails because he claims that you “look cute” with a shrug, or maybe he will sit and twirl it around his finger.
  • If your hair is medium length (your ears or shoulders) then he’ll probably do the same with long hair.
  • His kisses are soft, playful
  • He boops your nose when you’re mad or annoyed.
  • When you’re sulking, he says to you “don’t smile or anything” or “don’t smile y/n” in a playful voice and you can’t help but smile.
  • He walks around doing weird ‘aeygo’
  • Sometimes it’s even in his boxers, prancing round like a raptor.
  • He’s serious, he has a resting bitch face when he spaces out.
  • He does the finger guns when he flirts
  • On your first date together, he took to you to a street food vendor because he said that they do the better food, he was right.
  • The amount of times you’ve caught him dancing of girl group songs is unreal.
  • You can hear him practice his raps while he showers, cooks or basically anything and he slays
  • One time, he bought hair gel from the supermarket and gelled his hair up right and kept it like that for the entire day.
  • Back hugs, he loves back hugs because when he does, he can lean into your and steal your warmth or vice versa.
  • He screams like a girl when you put your cold hands on his back when you’re hugging.
  • He’s serious af at first, but as soon as something he likes, meme is activated.
  • Sometimes he sticks his butt in your face when you’re not paying attention
  • He screams randomly, you could be sat there together just talking, reading or doing nothing at all and he’ll scream loudly and off key.
  • He’s always so extra
  • He stares at you; he doesn’t know that you know but he does
  • He doesn’t seem like the type to be sentimental about things but he kept the shirt you wore for bed that belongs to him, he kept the little notes you’ve written and he saves all the selfie he sends.
  • He complains that he doesn’t have any memory on his phone because of the pictures he has of you.
  • He loves waking up before you, so he can watch you sleep. You could have drool hanging out of your mouth and he would still find you beautiful.
  • He usually has the guys around and he doesn’t mind because you love it.
  • Shownu spends most of the time saying thank you and helping you, no matter how much you tell him its ok to be informal and treat you like a brother/sister
  • When he’s sick, or ill- he’s super clingy.
  • Even if he’s snotty with the cold, he still lays on you. Head on your chest, laid between your legs and a blanket wrapped around him.
  • He’s not always the happy and meme changkyun, he does have the days where he’s quieter, more reserved and when he’s in that frame of mind, he just wants to be around you.
  • You both have the comfortable silence. You both could be sat there doing your own thing and not feel the need to talk
  • When he texts, it’s usually something like this

“Do you wanna go??”

“Bring it”

“ON A DATE WITH ME?! OOOOOOOOOOOOOH YOU DO”

“I’m dating you, you egg”

  • He feeds you food when you’re being lazy and vice versa.
  • He boasts about breaking the camera at ISAC
  • His snapchats to you are mainly double chins or ugly faces
  • Whenever one of the other members joking flirts with you, he turns into an angry smurf
  • You could listen to him talk all day, you usually ask him complicated things so he has to explain it.
  • Late at nights when he can’t sleep, he’ll ‘accidentally’ wake you up and then when you can’t sleep again
  • He’ll do anything for a cuddle
  • He loves it when you wear his clothes
  • Randomly kiss his nose when he isn’t paying attention
  • Waggles his eyebrows at you when he suggests something sexy
  • He’s a soft lover
  • Passionate and pays most of his attention on you
  • He has throaty moans, melodic and deep
  • Sometimes he’s playful
  • Sometime he’s hot and intense
  • Muttering in your ears sweet things and kissing you everywhere.
  • Kissing along your jawline
  • He piggybacks you to the shower usually
  • Joins said showers

“Better for the environment to preserve water”

  • He catches food in his mouth, one time you were across the room throwing gummy bears at him and one was nowhere near him but he lunged to the right and caught it in his mouth.
  • Couple names, baby, babe, sweet, my love, what your preference is
  • He wears your socks
  • Whenever he has to go to work or go out etc, he kisses your forehead with his hand on the small of your shoulders and mutter a slightly sad goodbye
  • But hells text you whenever he can or ring you
  • Says “I love you” in the weirdest ways but he means it.
A temp I barely knew was actively trying to get me fired behind my back.

This happened a while ago but decided to post today as she rang a member of the office and used the threat of unfair dismissal claim if she wasn’t given a good reference. Not sure if it belongs in here or not.

TL:DR An office temp I’d spoken to a handful of times conspires to have me fired without my knowledge. It’s a very long story so be warned it’s a bit of a vent.

So, we had a temp covering maternity leave that turned out to be a bit of a nutjob. She was EA to Deputy CEO and seemed to think this gave her some sort of status. We’ll call her the temp. I’d spoken to her twice maybe three and was incredibly nice; I make it my business to be nice to everyone. What she didn’t know is that from about a week after she started I knew she was sending daily complaints (all unfounded and untrue) to my manager about me. My manager and I get on socially and professionally and he was dumbfounded by her doing this. I still have no idea, why she did it to me either and until today I’d put her out of my mind.

We are talking 3 or 4 complaints a day and asking for stuff to be taken further and why wasn’t I getting warned/reprimanded, whatever?

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FINALLY, THE MUCH AWAITED AND PROBABLY MUCH, MUCH NEEDED UPDATE TO THAT NONBINARY COMIC I DID LAST YEAR (last year????? I don’t remember)

I’ve learned a lot since then, and while I have to say the truth is a bitter pill to swallow, it does open my eyes to issues that I previously have not seen nor considered before. Being a cis Muslim woman is already hard enough as it is. But being an afab nonbinary Muslim? Oh boy. If I were to touch on that here I will not have the space to do so, and it’s honestly still something I’m learning about, so I don’t have the resources or knowledge enough to talk about this here.

Yes we still have a lot of things we need to work out on. Yes, I probably will never take my hijab off knowing what kind of things I might end up getting if I did (I could get kicked out of my own house, for one). I realize and understand these are issues faced by nb Muslims like me EVERYWHERE. 

But you know what? 

In the end only Allah can judge you for who you are. And I highly doubt He cares what you identify with. All I know is that He is Most Merciful and Most Forgiving. So fuck what people tell you. You’re valid, your gender is valid, your beliefs are valid, and you can be both at the same time and still be a good Muslim. 

Fuck what everyone says. Be you, do you!

*My ask box & IM is open for any nonbinary Muslim that wants to talk or vent about it to me. You’ll always find a place here with me. I promise.

Deaf!Dean drabble 1

Cas’s eyes open when the sun comes up. It’s barely morning, but he isn’t surprised to see Dean’s green ones staring back. Now that the angel has become human, it’s common knowledge that he sleeps the longest. And Dean doesn’t seem to mind.

Dean is lying on his arm and he shifts, bringing both hands to the front of him.

Good morning he signs with slow movements of his hands as Cas yawns.

Cas smiles sleepily, signing ‘good morning beautiful’ back to his deaf husband before leaning in for a kiss.

Dean blushes a little, and it’s Cas’s favorite, because it always makes his freckles darker and tinged with pink.

I am watching you mad Dean signs to Cas. Cas furrowed his eyebrows, tilting his head. He grabbed the notebook on their side table.

You just signed to me that you’re watching me get mad,wrote Cas.

Dean read it with a scowl, then sighed. Cas pushed the notebook to the bed, showing Dean the proper sign.

Sleep, Cas signed.

Sleep, Dean tried again. I’m watching you sleep.

Cas smiled, kissing his husband on the forehead in praise before signing very good.

Dean wiggled his eyebrows playfully: Eileen’s been teaching me a lot. Like—

Cas grabbed Dean’s hands and pushed them down into the sheets.

Dean! he signed, scolding. That’s inappropriate.

But Dean just threw his head back, laughing. And that’s when Cas realized he’d done it just to mess with him.

Dean buried his cheek into the fluff of the pillow with a half smile, his hair disheveled and his eyes bright.

They stared at each other, both of them smiling, kicking toes under the sheets.  It had been three months since the accident where Dean lost his hearing and almost the same amount of time since Cas had come back from the dead as a human. Cas and Eileen had been teaching him sign language, helping him adjust to hunting without hearing, but Dean still had a lot to learn.

Lovingly, Cas put both palms over Dean’s ears, cupping them as if his long-absent grace were attempting to heal them.

“Hi” Cas mouthed, as if the hands were the only thing that was keeping Dean from hearing the word.

“Hi” said Dean back, his speech slurred and different since the accident, but, in Cas’s opinion, more beautiful than it had ever been.

But it was just a game they played. Because Cas knew and Dean knew; they didn’t need angelic grace or the ability to hear. In fact, there was something beautiful that stemmed from the silent, very human world they shared.

Dean put both of his own palms on top of Cas’s holding them tight against his own face as he smiled.

“I love you,” Cas mouthed.

“I love you, too,” said Dean.

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If you want to read my other Deaf!dean fics, the masterlist is Here (x)

❝  Is it true what you said? ❞

Plot: You and Taehyung are best friend but both have feelings for each other. You try to move on and he sees you on a date, becoming jealous and making a scene in front of everyone. 

Pairing: TaehyungxReader

Words count: 2,9k

Genre: Angst/Fluff in the end

For anon, I hope you like it! - M. 

Gif isn’t mine, credits to the owner! ♥


Your bed never seemed so soft. After days of grueling work, you were finally free to rest. To enjoy the tranquillity of your room, the silence caused by the absence of another human in the house, the lukewarm air that entered the window slightly open in that windy June’s night.  

“Y/N”  

Your best friend voice didn’t surprise you, but you simply slipped on the bed making him space and making a small but amused smile when you felt the mattress sinking next to you.  

The only person you could endure despite the fatigue was just Taehyung. So much so that he had his own keys to your house and could enter at any time. His presence relieved any pain, physical and emotional, from the day you were met.  

And when you realized that you started having feelings for him, you started to be even more tied to him. Despite the pain of not being more than his best friend, staying close to him was the only thing you wanted.  

“Heavy day?” He inquired, lifting your head and letting his arm pass under it, “I see it from your dark circles”  

“Being a nursing intern is quite stressful, Tae. Why are you here? No rehearsals or music awards to attend to..? ”  

“No, nothing. So I thought we could spend some time together.. What do you say? ” He asked and you were too tired to notice his hopeful tone.  

Or the way he looked at you; or the way he only smiled at you. The truth was that Taehyung loved you for more than a year, in the shadows and in total silence. And it had been the night of that violent storm, in which completely drenched you were presented in front of the door of his dorm, who had understood how much he really loved you and not just as a best friend.  

He began to caress your hair, letting the long tapered fingers slip through them and enjoying the murmur of appreciation that began to slip your lips; those lips which many times he had desired to capture with their own, from time to time.  

“I’d say it’s perfect Tae, I miss you.”  

In your words, there was something hidden, that “I miss you” was worth much more than what others could seem but every so often you felt the need to let you go, admit aloud that you really missed him, even though he had never been “yours.” Opening your eyes, you turned your face and watched him, his features still incredibly delicate and eyes softened by feelings that you couldn’t decipher.  

“Why are you blushing?” You wondered, noticing his slightly colored pink cheeks.  

“I’m hot,” he lied shamelessly, biting slowly his plumpy bottom lip without moving away from his gaze; “You are not hot..?”  

“If you’re hot why are you stuck to me..? I don’t want you to be uncomfortable, Tae. ”  

“Because it’s comfortable, believe me.”  

Smiling, despite being a tired smile, you turned completely towards him, laying on your side. You put your hand onto his side, just squeezing your fingers so that you had a better grip, slipping towards him and letting him turn on his side too.  

There was no need for a lot of words between you two and it was one of the things you loved most about your relationship. He understood you, but at least in one thing, he had many gaps. Understand how much you were totally and completely in love with him.  

He surrounded your side with his arm, then starting to slide his hand lightly up and down your back while you rested your forehead against his chest and indulged in the luxury of savoring his scent.  

“I wonder when Gucci will call you.. I think you’re financing the whole brand. ”  

He giggled, drawing you even more against his body and your legs collided, so he slipped one among yours letting them intertwine almost to perfection.  

“More or less.. Do you mind? In short, you are a Dolce and Gabbana trash. ”  

“Always Italian brands, dummy.”  

And without noticing, you both fell asleep. The one in the arms of the other.  

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I Give Up - part 28 FINAL (A Baekhyun Series)

“The pictures are out.”

Those four words held so much power. You felt a definite tremor inside your chest as you watched Baekhyun’s face closely. He had looked up into your eyes when he said it and his hand gripped his phone. It jumped around as he waited for something to load, staring down at the small screen with his eyes darting around and his bottom lip held tightly between his teeth.

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Ascendant - Descendant

The 1st house in your chart is marked by your Ascendant on the rightmost point and the 7th house is marked by your Descendant on your leftmost point. 

Your Rising Sign / Ascendant is how you express yourself, your first point of action. Together your Ascendant and Descendant play an important role with how you interact with others, especially in how you form relationships with others. Your 1st House, and the planets you may have there, are how you attract people and what you are attracted to. Your 7th House is ‘how you go from there’ forming closer, more significant relationships and dealing with them thereafter. 

Ascendants/Descendants are opposing signs, which perfectly describes the duality of what we look for in others, and what we want others to see in us, which can often be contradictory, but complimentary when we allow it. Knowing how the ASC/DEC axis effects your relationships can be very helpful in overcoming issues you regularly face. 

ASC / DEC:

Aries/Libra: You look for relationships that fulfill your drive for excitement but you are often more concerned with your own wants, rather than the other persons, which leads you to boredom and ended connections. 

Taurus/Scorpio: You are warm and want to give out your love and support, but your insecurities can make you cold and convinced that you can’t give out anything, especially if you’ve given yourself to the wrong people.

Gemini/Sagittarius: You look for flowing communication and something to keep you interested, but you need to work harder at listening and balancing relationships if you long for a stronger companionship.

Cancer/Capricorn: You look for security and support in relationships, but too easily neglect yourself and your own ability to nurture yourself when you revolve your whole life and activities around someone else. 

Leo/Aquarius: You are attracted to people who can show you the delights of the world out there other than yourself, but things can suddenly get burned when the other person isn’t seeing something from only your viewpoint.

Virgo/Pisces: You are a helpful, hardworking friend and always see people at their best. But there is likely the problem of being used for your compassion and healing, which you only notice once you realize you’re facing your problems alone.

Libra/Aries: You want friends that can share your life with you and don’t feel yourself unless you have other people, which will become a problem if you don’t allow yourself more independence to empower yourself. 

Scorpio/Taurus: You strive for deep, secure, passionate relationships but due to your strong need for control, being hurt can cause heavy resentment which you’ll carry forever if you don’t transform from it. 

Sagittarius/Gemini: You like freedom in friendships and people to experience things with you that are worthwhile. But you are quick to make assumptions and sometimes act too bluntly on something you don’t fully understand, which frustrates others AND yourself. 

Capricorn/Cancer: You seek people with strong ideals and always offer support and security to others. But you can see flexibility as ‘having no control’, when in fact it would benefit you to learn to adapt to others lifestyles when they really matter to you. 

Aquarius/Leo: You are attracted to people who can offer you something wild to experience or feel, as your own feelings are harder to express. Relationships usually end when there is a detachment of you to their feelings and their interests.

Pisces/Virgo: You are a giver, extremely empathetic and for this reason are drawn to people who you can feel most. But your idealism often ends relationships when you’re faced with the reality of who they are.

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Midheaven/Imum Coeli (MC/IC) interpretation coming soon!

You’re Perfect to Me

Jax Teller x Plus-size!Reader

Word Count: 1,096

Warnings: Croweaters being bitches, self-consciousness, body shame, self-loathing

Requested by @mamapeterson:  Hi babe! Could I possibly request a plus!size reader X Jax one shot. Reader is self conscious, but she usually puts on a good front. And then one day, she overhears a group of women talking about her. She’s upset, of course, but to Jax, she’s perfect. I LOVE YOU!

A/N: I did my best on this my love!! I hope you love it!!! Feedback is greatly appreciated and I hope the rest of you enjoy this as well! :D 

A/N#2: Also tagging my other Jax babes… @impalaimagining@thevioletthourr@abaddonwithyall, and @demondean-for-kingofhell

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clockways  asked:

Donated! I know totally off comic basis, but I feel something with Kamala taking up the Captain America mantle would be fitting for this donation if you're up for that.

“Going to space?” Kamala asked, brow furrowing. “What do you mean going to space?” 

Steve, at the kitchen counter of the mansion, offered her a mug of tea. “I’m going to space. Spartax – Peter’s people – is very unstable right now, and the galactic council wants a diplomatic envoy from Earth.”

“It’s a trap,” Kamala said. 

“It’s not a trap, M&M,” Steve said with a grin.

“I’m twenty-five, Steve, I no longer thrill and do anything you ask because you call me some nickname Tony made up for me a billion years ago.”

Steve’s grin widened. “Well, couldn’t hurt to try.”

Kamala rolled her eyes. 

“Look, sometimes superheroing is punching people in the face and sometimes it’s going on a six-month leave to help a foreign country stabilize. Earth is…unique in the stars, Kamala. The other races are a little afraid of us, and they want to control us because they think we have power.”

“Earth is the Jedi,” Kamala said, and then muttered Nerd to herself.

“The rest of space certainly seems to think so,” Steve replied, reassuringly. “I can use that to our advantage. I can advocate for the planet, defend it, and help one of the most dangerous imperial forces in the galaxy move towards true democracy. I can’t turn that down.”

“Is Tony going?”

“No. Carol’s considering it, and a few others, but for now I’m the only one confirmed, which is why I wanted to talk to you.” 

“I can’t go,” Kamala said. “I’m in the middle of my thesis.” 

“That wasn’t what I was going to ask, though this may also interrupt your thesis briefly,” Steve said. He reached for the shield on his back, unhooked it, and set it on the counter. Kamala, like she always did, put out a hand almost unconsciously and tapped on it, as if reassuring herself it was still real. 

“I want you to be Captain America while I’m gone,” he said. She looked up at him sharply. “Not pose as me, that’s not what I’m asking. My absence will be public. I want you to be Cap while I’m off planet.” 

Her jaw dropped. “Not Sam? Not Eli or – or Alex or Miles – “ 

“No. I didn’t even ask them. You’re my first choice.“ He gave her a gentle grin. “Honestly, I wanted one of the younger folk to do it, one of the All News or the Youngs or one of the Jean Grey School kids. When I thought it over, you’re the most grounded, the most suited to it. You’re going to get a lot of flak for it and you’re the best at dealing with that, too.”

“So basically I’ve been working really hard and you give me more work,” she said to him, a smile spreading across her face.  

“It’s the unfairness of life,” he agreed. “When you prove you’re good at something we keep making you do more of it. There’s a political aspect to it – you’re NuHuman and the Inhumans will support you – but that was a minor consideration.” 

“Seriously, though, Steve? Me as Cap?”

“You’ll have to have your own uniform made, and I’ll need to train you on the shield, if you say yes.”

Kamala looked at the shield again. “Can I pick it up?”

“I don’t know, M&M,” Steve said, eyes bright. “Can you?” 

She slid her fingers under the rim of the shield and found the straps, pulling it onto her arm. He watched as she drew it up, close to her body, tipped out so she could consider it.

“Yeah,” she said. “I think I can.”