though i did take the time to make this

anonymous asked:

i've had the same fp on and off for years and every time i think i've moved on he just talks to me one time and i'd put my life on the line, but he's dismissive of me and it makes me massively paranoid and anxious and depressed but i'm too afraid to tell him even though if i did he'd 100% accommodate for me but i Feel Selfish all the time even taking up 2 mins of his day just to say hi



Forduary week three: Support
At least he’ll always have his brother there to support him, right?

You can see all of my Forduary entries here and all of my Stanuary entries here.

i was trying to figure out why the Free Melania slogans were bothering me and i realized it’s because white people are not only erasing her accountability for supporting trump’s platform, but because they’re also making it seem as though white women would never support trump willingly, well guess what… 53% of you did and it’s time to take accountability for That

send me a symbol for...

✿  five times my muse almost texted yours, and the one time they did.

▲  five time my muse thought about kissing yours, and the one time they did.

☠  five times my muse thought about hitting yours, and the one time they did.

★  five times my muse though yours looked breath-taking, and the one time they voice it.

❤  five times my muse says they don’t love yours, and the one time they admit it.

▼  five times my muse has caught yours getting off, and the one time they help out.

♫  five times my muse swears it’s not a date, and the one time it maybe is.

☪  five times our muses almost hold hands, and the one time they do.

☁  five times my muse has thought about yours, and the one time they do something about it.

☢  five times my muse almost sends a nude, and the one time they do.

so… .I hit 3k today and I’m just????speechless ?? (((I’ve had this blog for almost 2 months and I did my first follow forever in the beginning of december so i hope i’m not being too annoying .…))

First of all, I want to thank every single person who follows me, sends me sweet messages, and everyone who takes their time to talk to me everyday, all of that means so much to me. Even though I’ve been here for such a short time, I’ve already met tons of amazing people who make my life more enjoyable 

Secondly, 2016 is coming to an end (finally) so I wish all of you a wonderful 2017. I hope this new year brings you the happiness and sucess that you all deserve.  ily and once again, thank you!!  

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Boyfriend Chen

tao version: here

and asdhlg;kljnad thank you @itsmisskworld 💖

Originally posted by suhokai

  • good luck dating chen’s loud ass
  • he’s constantly dinosaur roaring his way home like “I’m back! Did you miss me?” or when he’s happy or excited or frustrated
  • the only time he’s not screaming is when he’s mad
  • then he turns deadly silent, jaw setting and brows drawing together. angry jongdae is the most terrifying thing
  • but luckily, he never really gets mad at you
  • he’s a cheerful person so you two don’t fight much. if he’s ever mad, it’s usually about work
  • on the rare times you’ve fought though, sad puppy chanyeol makes you both make up. and if he can’t convince you, then suho takes charge and locks you both in a room. as leader, he can’t stand seeing his friend and band-mate upset
  • requires attention 24/7
  • does those lowkey romantic things that romcoms don’t usually show
  • like, he probably won’t stand outside your window with a boombox on his shoulder
  • but he will call you on his way home, asking if he should pick you up anything or “What about milk? Do we need milk?”
  • or if you’re busy studying/doing something for work, he’ll feed you and even make airplane noises
  • if you work, he’ll visit as often as he can with lunch (your coworkers LOVE him bc he brings extra for them too)
  • “nO MiKe you CAN’T Marry him, STOP ASKING >:(”
  • if you’re in school, he visits you there too, picking you up when he can
  • one time, you got in trouble but didn’t want your parents to be called in so you gave the principle chen’s number. he showed up, pretending to be your guardian
  • he even wore glasses, thinking they would take him more seriously
  • they didn’t
  • they rang your parents
  • and the situation was even worse since you had “made a mockery of the situation” but you & jongdae think it’s hilarious so … ?? they obviously have no sense of humour
  • is very domestic
  • does dishes and cooks with the radio playing, bumping his hip into yours and making small talk
  • he loves listening to your day, even if you’re just bitching
  • “yeah, I hate Michelle too,” he’ll say.
  • “no, no, Michelle pissed me off yesterday. I hate Mike today, he keeps trying to marry you.”
  • *smug* “Well, Mike is very charming isn’t - OUCH, DON’T BITE!”
  • tickle fights
  • doesn’t make promises he can’t keep
  • “baby, I don’t know if I’ll be home tonight but if not, we’ll watch that movie at the weekend, ok?”
  • cuddling on the couch and watching movies
  • minseok is like the go between for presents. chen asks him to find out what you want for your bday, so he has to go slyly get the info out of you. but you ask the same about chen. at this point, you & chen can figure out when he’s fishing for info and know when the other is gift shopping
  • in general, the relationship is very domestic and loving. you’re the couple that EVERYONE knows will get married some day, no doubt about it. chen’s mom has already suggested kids’ names. he looks out for you in a subtle way, tucking you in gently or listening to your fav song on repeat even tho he hates it. he puts you first, keeps the promises he makes, and gets this smile on his face whenever he sees kids playing with their dads, since he knows that will be him someday
Check, Please

Would you mind doing an imagine or a one shot with either Rossi, Hotch or Reid where the reader and them are getting married and she wants to keep her last name and she ends up keeping her last name even though everyone else is against it except the guy you choose? Also I absolutely love your writing it makes me so happy to find someone that writes absolutely everything. I also get so excited when I finally have enough time to sit an read your work.

I can do this!  I hope that you enjoy it, because here is your one-shot, comin’ ‘atcha!

“You aren’t taking his last name?”

“She isn’t taking your last name?”

“Have you talked to her about it?  I bet if you did, she would.”

“What about hyphenation?”

“It’s just tradition, it doesn’t mean anything.”

The two of you had heard it all.  Ever since you entrusted parts of your wedding to Spencer with the team, you knew it was only a matter of time before they found out that you weren’t taking Spencer’s last name.

And they were trying everything in their power to change it.

“I’m sorry that that they keep bringing it up,” Spencer would murmur lowly in your ear.

But never did he outright say that he was alright with it.

“Spencer?” you ask one evening as you mindlessly twirl your pasta.

“Yes?” he asks as he takes a sip of his drink and smiles at you.

“Does it bother you that I’m not taking your last name?”

You watched his reaction closely.  You had picked up a few tips on how to read people better since you had been with Spencer, and it served you well sometimes.

But this time you had a really hard time reading him, and you were concerned.

“Has someone said something to you again?” he asks.

You didn’t want to tell him that Garcia had asked if you had asked him.  You didn’t want to tell him that she felt it wasn’t right that you hadn’t.

But it had gotten your cogs turning, even though you had stormed out of her office lair angry.

“No,” you state.

“You’re lying,” Spencer calls you out.

“It doesn’t matter,” you shrug.

“It does,” Spencer emphasizes.

“Answer the question,” you ask pointedly.

The two of you looked at each other for a while.  The restaurant faded away, and details of the wedding became obscure as panic began to flood your mind.

But Spencer’s voice pierced through the stress and the worry, and reached down to the scared little girl who was afraid of making someone she loved angry.

“It doesn’t bother me,” Spencer says.

You read his expression, looking for indications that he was lying.

But he knew what you were doing, and it caused him to smile.

“Really,” he lulls lowly as he takes your hand across the table, “it doesn’t bother me at all.”

His fingers began to play with your engagement ring.  The two of you looked down and smiled at it, thinking back to that beautiful morning where you had rolled over and he had been holding it between his fingers, his hair mussed from sleep and his eyes clouded over with anxiousness.

It had been so simple, and so heartfelt, and you had pulled him into your arms and covered his entire body with kisses that morning as the word “yes” tumbled from not your lips, but Spencer’s, time and time again.

“Taking a man’s last name is a very old tradition that took the place of a written deed,” Spencer began. “Taking a man’s last name after the dowry for the woman was exchanged was a way for him to imprint upon her that she was his property, quite literally.”

You looked up into his eyes to find him staring at you.

“You are not my property, Y/N,” Spencer says earnestly.  “You are my partner.  My equal.  Our last names…they don’t have to match for me to know you love me.”

Your eyes were beginning to mist over as Spencer lets go of your hand and brings it up to cup your cheek.

“You marrying me says all of that,” he says lightly.

And as you nuzzle your cheek into his warm, smooth skin, the waitress comes back around with fresh drinks as the smell of your food begins to waft up through your nostrils.

“Wanna finish dinner and get dessert at home?” you ask sultrily.

You giggled as Spencer licked his lips and darted his eyes up to the waitress.

“To go containers, please?” he asks quickly.

And you threw your head back in laughter as the waitress scampered off quickly.

Lost and Found (Teaser)

This was soooo much fun to write. It is written for @deansdirtylittlesecretsblog Thrope Challenge. I got the thrope  Sister’s Wedding/Groom’s Brother end up in back seat naked.

It is Dean x Reader (and @oriona75 x Sam - see Ori I remembered!) It will be out tomorrow Wednesday at 10 pm danish time aka 6 pm EST. I don’t tag in individual one shots so don’t ask just keep an eye on my blog around that time. 

“Who the hell are you? What did we do? Where’s my clothes?” you practically screamed at the man, making him frown in discomfort from your high pitched voice. You panic seemed to wake him up fast though and he pushed himself up to sit besides you. Unlike you however he made no effort to cover himself up, and even in your panic it was a little hard not to stare. Especially with his proud morning glory pointing right at you.

“Whoa take it easy sweetheart. I’m Dean. I don’t really remember but my guess is the horizontal tango and I am sure they are around here somewhere,” Dean grumbled, clearly not to thrilled with the daylight shining through the windshield.

“Oh My God! Could you…” you waved towards the full salute he was giving you. Dean looked down before looking back at you sending you an apologetic smirk. He grabbed his boxers of the floor of the car and wiggled into them, giving you a full show of his physique. Your jaw dropped slightly as you caught a glimpse of his firm pinchable ass. Your eyes wandered to the his biceps and the way his muscles flexed under miles of creamy skin dusted with freckles as he moved. You had had a one night stand with a goddamn porn star and you couldn’t even remember it.

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block b baking
  • Jiho: Doubles the ovens temperature to "minimize baking time", because that seems way more efficient. Everything is burned yet raw and he doesn't understand.
  • Kyung: says he "doesn't need measurements", just eyeballs everything. turns out he really, really, really needs measurements
  • Taeil: experimental baker. Would chili paste taste good in lemon cake? Taeil gotta find out. Makes the rest eat his creations later and smiles a little too much while they gag.
  • Jihoon: licks the bowl clean and wants to put sprinkles on the cake. Writes "I love Taeil" in pink icing. he's so cute.
  • Jaehyo: Was ridiculously exact with measurements, temperature and time, yet somehow manages to burn all his cookies. He tried though, he really did.
  • Yukwon: Calls Sunhye every 5 minutes for advice, because "she makes the best cakes like, ever", ends up having a 2 hour phone call with her next door.
  • Minhyuk: takes pictures, makes comments from the side, doesn't actually join the baking. He can't get flour on his YSL Blazer, duh.

So I did a little experiment. I wanted to know how easy it was to replicate a script format WITHOUT any screenwriting software (just using openoffice here, not even Word, because I’m a cheap ho lol) and ZERO experience with scripts.

I wanted to see:

1. How much effort it was

2. How much time it took

3. Could I make it LOOK believable (my dialogue notwithstanding lmao)

4. Could I replicate a real script just from looking at samples, even though I’ve NEVER WRITTEN ONE EVER.

And, yeah. I think I did alright. It took almost zero effort for someone with experience using a word document creator to adjust the margins and font to look like a script. It took about twenty minutes, give or take. I think it looks marginally believable, especially if my targets aren’t all that familiar with how scripts should look and read. And there were a ton of samples on Google for how to replicate dialogue, ques, and descriptions.

So what do I want y’all to take from this?

It is SO EASY to fake a script guys. Like, even I didn’t think it would be this easy. It would be nothing at all to print this out, take a blurry pic of it on my phone, post it here on tumblr, and say OMG RILARKE IS RISING!!!22112ekibfrjbfvjdv

This may be the pot calling the kettle black here (because I believed that spoiler for a hot minute too) but PLEASE, any script spoilers you get, BE 100% SUSPICIOUS. ALWAYS. DO NOT SPREAD IT AROUND OR POST IT UNTIL YOU CAN BE SURE. There are assholes out there who have the same skills I do at replicating a script, and they want to troll you because they get off on it. Don’t let them.

Sweet Heart

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Originally posted by qothams

IMAGINE: You’re Rick’s daughter and in the line up, Negan takes an interest in you.

A/N: I said I would try to upload on Sunday, and I did not fail! I am, though, sad to say that I will probably not be able to update this story until Friday. As I said I am going to be having a crazy busy week and will unfortunately not have any time. But, I tried to make this chapter extra long and though this episode was focused on The Hilltop, I will being mentioning it but instead creating my own storyline.


Simon had been sent off to The Hilltop, you were only able to hear briefly. But from what you caught, they were going to collect their half and rekindle on their ‘deal’ with The Hilltop. You weren’t positive, but you’d had a lot of time to think, and if Maggie wasn’t really dead like you thought she was, that meant she was most likely at The Hilltop. Though, you were happy she was able to possibly get to a doctor, you need that if Simon found her she was better dead.

You had pushed it, you realized the other day when you had been very open and ‘ungrateful’ as Negan had called it when you said goodbye to your family. You didn’t think you were being ungrateful, you’d only wanted to have a proper goodbye seeing as it seemed that would be the last time in along time you would see your father and brother.

Negan had made it clear that you wouldn’t be joining him on anymore adventures to Alexandria anytime soon, after your disobedience the last time. Though, it upset you greatly, you guessed you expected it too. You should’ve kept

You should’ve kept your mouth shut.

Right now, you sat in Negan’s room, waiting. For what? You didn’t know. You had been thrown in here and left here, you figured eventually Negan would want his payment for letting you say goodbye. The only question was when. 

Your head snapped up when the door in front of you snapped open and another woman stepped in. You were slightly shocked by her presence, you hadn’t ever seen a woman here only man and she looked well, as well as clean. She wore a similar dress Negan had tried to force on you a few days.

Looking down at yourself, you realized it had been very long since you had a change of clothes or a shower. You could smell your own BO, and it sickened you. Looking up at the girl, she smiled softly at you. “Hi,” she waved, “I’m Sherry. I’ll be showing you to the wives quarters and giving you a shower as well as a fresh pair of clothes.”

You froze at the word ‘wives’ and you looked this girl, Sherry, up and down. Figures. You should have known you weren’t something special and Negan wanted to just make you another one of his whores. Something akin to jealousy crawled through you, though you weren’t sure why. 

You glared at Sherry, despite knowing it wasn’t really her fault and followed her outside. She led you through a series of doors and you could hear soft music in the far background. You wanted to ask, but kept your mouth shut, instead following mutely.

You were led into a room filled with a few girls. All glared at you immediately when you entered the room. You gave them your own, much deadlier glare, not really giving a shit if they disliked you or not. You didn’t really give a shit about any of them. Sherry grabbed your wrist, turning your attention back on her. 

“This is the ‘wives’ quarters, where i’m sure you’ll be staying soon enough. All those doors,” she pointed to a series of doors lined all around you, “are doors to each of our rooms. That door,” she pointed to a white double door facing the opposite direction of the others. “Is the bathroom door, we are allowed to have showers every two days or longer, there’s only one for all of us. You will be given your own supplies, shampoo and conditioner. They will provide it all for you.” You figured by ‘they’, she meant the saviours.

You said nothing, but let your eyes wander around. You refused to let Negan make you into one of his whores, but you wouldn’t tell these girls that. You would just have to wait until you saw the man yourself. Sherry shook her head, something close to understanding floating across her eyes before she led you to the bathroom.

As you looked around at all the girls, you saw they all wore dresses and were prettied up to look very feminine. It made you feel sick, but you said nothing.

“Theres a set of clothes in there for you and shampoo and conditioner. Until Negan’s men get you some, i’ll let you borrow mine.” Suddenly you felt a little selfish for being so cold to her. “Also, I heard you didn’t like dresses, so I managed to get you some pants and a shirt instead.” Now you felt extremely guilty.

Sherry smiled at you, and you smiled small at her. Muttering a quick thanks, you shut the door.

Staring at yourself in the mirror, you know realized how badly you looked. Grime and sweat covered your entire being and you t-shirt was torn, your jeans having a huge tear on the thigh. Your hair was knotted up pretty well and felt like a puddle of grease. Sighing, you took a deep breath in and stripped of your clothes, stepping into the shower.

The water felt nice on your skin. You felt like you could finally breathe again, washed away from the grime and dirt that left you in a permanent memory of what happened that night. With a breathe of relief, you let the water completely submerse you.

When you stepped out, you felt fresh and soft, so unlike how you had felt the entirety of the past week. Once you’d tried yourself, you took a look at the clothes set out for you. Sherry had truly picked out something to your liking, a black tank top and blue skinny jeans, as well as a new set of panties and your old bra. You appreciated her kindness which seemed so unlike the other females

Though you would never let them get to you, you couldn’t help but feel slightly small. Your pride would never let them win, but the behaviour and treatment was so different then how it was back home and all you wanted to do was go home.

You threw your hair up in a high ponytail and stepped out of the bathroom. As soon as you did, Sherry stood up and began directing you back towards what you guessed Negan’s room. Seeing as you didn’t have your own room like she had implied. 

You were stopped however when you felt a painful yank on your hair and snarl. Whipping around, you came face to with another female.  You glared at the girl who smiled sickly sweet at you. “Hi, i’m Amber,” `she tilted her head. “Welcome, whore.”

Narrowing your eyes, you didn’t know what you did to this bitch but you said nothing. Knowing better than to let her get to you. 

“Amber…” Sherry spoke up, sighing.

“Shut up, Sherry.” Amber ordered, “i’m talking to the new bitch.”

You crossed your arms, leaning heavily on your left leg. 

“You think you’re so special don’t you?” Amber sneered, “can’t even wear the same wardrobe as us. Negan may have ‘picked’ you, but now that you ain’t his favourite.”

You laughed, the ideas this woman has! “You think I wanna be here?”

Amber stayed silent for a moment, not expecting you to reply. “Y-Yeah.”

“I didn’t,” you laughed, “i’m only here because I was forced to. I’m here so Negan doesn’t kill my family. My friends. I ain’t no whore like you who will spread my legs wide open for the psychopath.”

Amber’s face went red and she raised her fist to throw a hit at you, to which you blocked grabbing her wrist. Sherry immediately came between you two. She turned to you with pleading eyes. “Please, don’t.”

You glared, “what would you know? What would you all know?” You yelled at all them, “you fucking think this Negan is the greatest thing alive…” You muttered. 

Sherry grabbed your wrist, turning to you. “I understand, I was forced to as well. Please, he will get mad.” Your eyes widened and before you knew it your hand dropped and you turned around. “Let’s go.” You muttered, not liking that she got to you. 

You felt it before you realized it, a sudden hit on the back of your head, making you lurch forward. You snapped around, side sweeping Amber and punching her straight in the face. She fell on the floor with a whimpered, holding her bloody nose.

“What in the bloody fucking hell is going on here?”

You stare defiantly at Negan who paced in front of you. “What the hell, girl?” He turned to you in anger. You had to admit you maybe went a step to far with Amber but she had pushed you.

“She deserved it.” You muttered, defensively.

“You have caused me more fucking issues than your fucking fuckity worth, Y/N.” Negan swore, crouching in front of you so he could stare you square in the eyes. You glared at him, rubbing the bump on the back of your head where Amber had hit you. You hated to admit it but she packed a good punch, though this was nothing compared to what you’d done to her.

Negan shook his head, you looked away. “Look at me, sweet heart.” You hadn’t heard the pet name in a while. It shocked you.

When you ignored his direct order, his grabbed your chin. Making you face him, though you avoided eye contact and instead stared at lucille who leaned against the wall opposite to you. “Fucking listen to me!” Negan suddenly yelled, making you finally make eye contact with him.

“Why’d you hit her? Amber had a pretty fucking face, and I don’t want it fucking bruised.” Negan spat at you, making you flinch slightly.

“She called me a whore, the new bitch. I tried to walk away and she hit me behind my back. She fucking deserved it.” You glared, Negan’s eyes stiffened sightly and he leaned his head against your forehead, rubbing the back of your head. You froze in shock, not used to seeing this soft side.

Before you knew it he was placing soft kisses on your neck. Despite yourself, you leaned further, letting him travel up your neck to your jaw all the way up to your lips. You leaned into the kiss, accepting it with gratitude. You hadn’t felt this kind of affection in so long. Even back at Alexandria no one had loved you like you wanted, well except your family.

But you wanted to be loved because they thought you were beautiful. Negan bit your bottom lip, grabbing the back of your neck and waist. He stood up, leaning over you so you laid against the bed. He grabbed you, moving you closer to the head board.

He pulled away from the kiss and you gratefully breathed in the air. He chuckled at you, before leaning down and grabbing your tank top, ripping it off of you. You blushed, covering yourself in shame and turning your head with a bright red blush on your cheeks. Negan chuckled before grabbing your wrist, placing them above your head. “Don’t hide yourself.” He ordered, leaning down and placing rough kisses and licks across your stomach.

You moaned in pleasure, eyes clenched tightly, forgetting where you were and who you were with.

“You’re so beautiful.” 

“You’re beautiful.” 

“Just like your mother.”

Your eyes snapped open, a picture of your father flashing before your eyes. You stared in shock at Negan, who was working on unbuttoning your pants.

“I’ll protect you. I promise.” Carl

“You never fail to make me laugh.” Abraham…

“You’re like a daughter to me, never forget that.” Maggie…

“I remember when you were only a tiny little thing, Y/N.” Glenn…

Negan. Negan killed Glenn and Abraham. Negan ruined the life of Maggie. Negan stole you from your family.

You began twisting and turning, trying to escape Negan’s grip on your wrists. You were know pants-less and he was working on working you up. In panic you screamed, making his head snapped up to you in shock. Confusion and anger flashed through his eyes. 

“Y/N! What the hell?” 

You shook your head, tears brimming. “I won’t let you. I won’t become one of your mindless whores. I won’t become your wife.” He stayed silent, still staring at you in shock. “Not after what you did. I won’t do that to them.”

Negan’s eyes narrowed and he grabbed your hips, your hands instinctively covering your chest. He pulled you down, you let a gasp escaped your lips. “Listen here, sweet heart. I won’t let you stop after you have me so worked up.”

It was the first time you realized he had taken off his leather jacket and white shirt. Now only in his pants and you could see the bulge clearly. You gulped, knowing you had done something you would regret.

“Now, I won’t force you. But let me make it fucking clear, that if you don’t give me what I want, much worse things will happen to them.” Your eyes widened in fear and you took a deep breath in. The lust and pleasure you had felt before was gone, but you knew Negan wouldn’t let you go.

Closing your eyes, you nodded, letting him continue. He smirked before ripping off your panties and his own pants. He inserted his fingers, curling them and roughly pushing them in and out. You bit your lip, trying to stop from moaning. You could hear his chuckle before his lips descended upon you.

He released your lips, continuing his work on your vagina. He slowed down, making you whimper and buck your hips. “Open your eyes.” He ordered, to which you ignored, continuing to buck your hips 

“Open your fucking eyes.” He yelled, and you snapped your eyes open. Immediately making eye contact with his lust filled eyes. He smiled dreamily down at you and you for the first time felt an incredible attraction towards him. 

Guilt filled within you but you ignored it, pushing it deep down hoping that would help. It didn’t.

He continued until you came on his hand, he smirked before lapping it up with his mouth. You watched in mixed disgust and arousal. He laughed at you before placing kissed along your jaw and taking a rough bite at your neck. You yelped in pain and you could practically feel his smirk against your neck, he pulled away. Ripping his boxers off and grabbing one of your breasts.

You watched in anxiety as he place himself in front of you. “This is gonna fuckin’ hurt, sweet heart. But don’t worry, it’ll feel good soon enough.” He pushed in quickly, before you were prepared and you screamed in pain. Feeling it break, you grabbed the bed sheets, clenching so tightly your knuckles turned white.

“Ah, ah, hnnn.” You panted, your chest heaving as he grabbed both your breast. Quickening his pace once you situated yourself you could already feel the pleasure building.

“Fuck yes! Sweet heart, your so good.” He groaned, and you moaned. Grabbing him so your hands were placed around his back, you grabbed him pulling him close. The lust clouding your mind your forgot about everyone and instead focused on the pleasure.

Before you knew it you were panting from exhaustion, the pleasure dying down as Negan slumped next to you. He cradle you as you panted, your eyes dropping close. Guilt flooded you as you lied to yourself, saying you did this for them.

“I-I…” You panted, “I betrayed them…” You whimpered before passing out. Negan stared at you for a moment. His eyes softening as he pulled you close.

“You’re not just a ‘wife’ to me, you’re much more.”


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Kai x Reader: Rescue

Kai vamps to your side, sliding along the ground on his knees. He strokes your hair behind your ear, his eyes shifting endlessly back and forth between both of your eyes. You cough, hardly able to breathe. He looks all over you, seeing your wrists tied with vervain ropes, still burning your skin. He quickly takes them off; even though his hands burn at the touch of the vervain, he shows no sign of pain from it. 

  You’d been kidnapped by a group of witches, who were trying to torture Kai by taking you, and in the process they tortured you as well. Your blood was turned to acid countless times. This last time they had flushed almost all your blood out and replaced it with vervain, slowing your healing until the vervain had passed through your system, making you extremely weak. 

 "I’ll find who did this to you, Y/N. I swear I’ll kill them- godamit.“ Kai mutters. You look into his eyes, reaching up and placing your hand on his cheek. 

"You’re okay, I’m not letting you out of my sight again. You’re always getting yourself into trouble.” You smile, blood covering your teeth, and laugh, but only to cough up more blood. Kai looks at you worried again, your hand dropping limply to your stomach, were a wooden stake is still imbedded in you. Kai looks down at it, as you sputter again, coughing. “Shh, it’s okay,” he pulls the stake out. He throws it and it clatters against the cold floor. 

 Kai takes you in his arms, carrying you to his car. He drives you home, rarely looking at the road, unable to keep his eyes off of you. Ever since Kai fell for you he had been very protective over you, but even Kai couldn’t have stopped the coven which had kidnapped you. He reaches to the back seat, opening a cooler and grabbing a blood bag from the hospital. 

 "Here, Y/N. Drink this.“ Kai hands the blood to you, and you do what he says. You’re still in shock from the horrors that the witches put you through, you felt broken, being away from Kai for so long. 

 Once you’d gotten home, Kai gently carried you into the bathroom, where he got a warm bath ready for you. With a little strength back, he helped you undress and get into the tub. He grabbed a wet cloth, as you settled into the bath. He sat beside the tub, wiping dried blood from your forehead. 

 As you looked into his glowing eyes, a tear rolled down your cheek, and you took Kai’s hand in yours. "Kai- where were you?” You ask him, straining, trying to read his thoughts. 

“I won’t ever let anyone hurt you again, Y/N. I’m so sorry.” He tries to smile, but his eyes only reflect sadness. “I love you Kai.” “I love you too Y/N.” He leans down to kiss you, both his hands holding your face gently. You felt safe, for the first time in a long while. 

 As your kiss ended, you washed up, finally feeling almost like yourself again. Kai helped you into bed, under the fluffy covers. He got in the bed beside you, and you nestled into his shoulder. “Y/N, you still love me, right?” Kai asks, and you can tell he is worried by his voice. 

 "Kai, there is no one else in this world that I would rather be with right now. Of course I still love you.“ You tell him, and it’s the truth. 

 You’ve loved him since you laid eyes on him, seeing how he grew a soft spot for you. 

 "Okay, just making sure.” Kai said, relief in his voice, and content. You closed your eyes, falling into a peaceful sleep, holding hands with the one and only guy you loved. His cheek rested against your head, and you let in his warmth, knowing you were safe now. And you knew he would never let go of you, no matter what was to come from your future with him.

BTS Reaction To Seeing Their GF’s Scars

<Self harm trigger warning>

((I do not own any gifs unless otherwise stated ))

Requested by anon

Jin: Jagi, I can’t believe I never knew about this… *Upset he couldn’t be there for her*

Yoongi: Let’s write music, it helps me I promise it will help you! *Tries to help her*

Hoseok: Jagi, please never do it again, please tell me *Blames himself even though he hadn’t even met her*

Namjoon: Jagi what are those- oh I’m so sorry! Jagi are you okay? *Feels bad for bringing it up but after talking to her he’s happy he did*

Jimin: Jagi you make me upset when you hurt yourself! please never do it again!

Taehyung: *Watches her closely and after that day and always tells her she is beautiful* 

Jungkook: Baby, now that you’re mine never hurt yourself again, those times are behind you please tell me if you feel like doing it again. *Takes care of her*

Someone: *posts a short and sensible self-defense tip*



Tumblr Expert 2: If you can’t afford an iPhone, though, you can ABSOLUTELY make a defensive hand grenade by jamming your keys into your soda and shaking it up real hard! Be sure to close your eyes when you throw it so your attacker’s bone fragments don’t blind you! If he’s still alive after that he’ll definitely be stunned, so follow it up by punching his nose bone into his brain with an open palm-heel strike (NOT A CLOSED FIST)!

Tumblr Expert 3: Also if the bad guy has a gun you should do this! *posts several gifs of highly improbable disarm moves that would nevertheless take a shitload of real-life practice with training partners*

Schmuck: holy fuck my ass tumblr teaching us how to wage war

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Martial artist/MMA fighter/boxer/gun owner: 

@thepathlesstrekked you wanted some fake-relationship mckirk?? i would’ve sent it to your ask but it got too long

  • The first time Jim got the memo saying that Starfleet required him to have a partner to take to a ~Fancy Dinner~  to show that he was a mature captain who’d settled down, he laughed and deleted it. It was probably just Gaila pranking him again by hacking the system.
  • The second time, Jim got a bad feeling in his gut. Gaila didn’t repeat pranks, so he comm’d her and she just gave him a sympathetic look. He closed the call on her before she could speak. (He called her back right away to apologise though.)
  • Bones laughed at him when Jim told him, and didn’t stop laughing until Jim sarcastically said ‘maybe I should take you’
  • Then Jim considered it genuinely as Bones went pale. It did make sense after all; they’d shared a dorm for years, were best friends and spent practically all their free time together. It’d be brilliant. Everyone would believe it.
  • Bones did not agree.
  • In fact, Bones started citing a bunch of sources about how ‘fake dating’ could lead to all sorts of relationship struggles.
  • It was Jim’s turn to laugh, and he said ‘C’mon Bones, you literally brought me back to life, you think us fake dating is gonna break us?’
  • the dinner was /the/ most uncomfortable thing he’d ever experienced. Jim was pretty sure it was like that for Bones as well. Stiff dress uniforms, socialising with high and mighty starfleet officers, and after just an hour jim was desperate to escape. He could tell from the glares that Bones was sending him whenever he got the chance in the mess of people that he was gonna get his ass kicked for convincing him to do it.
  • jim took small comfort in the fact that Bones had /agreed/ to do it in the first place.
  • until he realised that they’d have to /prove/ their relationship in front of a huge crowd of simpering people like the royals of old consummating their marriages in front of their nobles
  • maybe jim was being dramatic. they didn’t have to full on have sex, but he /did/ have to kiss his best friend, and he’d had a rather unfortunate realisation around the tenth glare bones had sent him that maybe bones was a little /more/ that ‘just’ a friend
  • fuck
  • so when the crowd inevitably shoved the two together, jim pulled bones in for a hug first, pretending to be lovestruck (well maybe not pretending), so he could whisper in his ear ‘is this okay’ and bones said just as quietly, with the barest hint of a laugh in his voice, ‘i wouldn’t have said yes if it wasn’t’
  • needless to say, the making-out that followed led to them being shoved out of the fancy ballroom with firm instructions to ‘get a room’
  • jim and bones laughed all the way to their quarters when they weren’t stopping to make out in dark corners, that is

AN: I didn’t write the NSFW part because I’m not really comfortable with writing threesomes yet. I actually tried making this as accurate as possible, though.

However, my friend, @imaginethisoverwatch, did write the NSFW part. I’ll reblog their part onto my blog so you all can read it. It may take a bit for them to finish it, but it will happen.

These were the times you hated about dating two werewolves. At times, you would forget about their non-human sides, then they would go into heat.

Now, you had been around dogs when they went into heat, but this was so much worse. Not only were they influenced by their primal sides, but their human desires intensified.

And you were doing everything you could to avoid them.

“Still runnin’ from the wolves?” Genji asked as he watched the stress pass over your face. He had witnessed a few of his brother’s intense moments, and they had scarred him for life.

“Yeah. I don’t feel like not being able to walk for days because the both of them are crazy when they’re in heat,” you said, leaning forward. The counter was cool beneath your arms, a shock that made you flinch.

“Might wanna run, Y/N,” Winston said as he wandered by, “Your boys have returned from their mission.”

You cursed underneath your breath and apologized to Genji, quickly moving out of the kitchen. Your steps were rushed, but you knew they had already smelled you.

You had just turned the corner when an arm hooked around your stomach, easily lifting you off the ground.

“Howdy, sweetpea,” McCree growled into your ear, his voice hot against your skin. You shivered and turned to see him behind you, Hanzo just behind him.

Their eyes were almost completely black, their pupils blown out with lust. You swallowed the lump in your throat and backed up, a weak smile on your lips.

“H-hey, boys,” you said, “How was the mission?”

“Does it look like we care about the mission?” Hanzo asked in a voice that made your stomach flip. He moved quickly, pulling you between the both of them. “You’ve been avoiding us.”

“Not very nice, darlin’,” the cowboy purred, “Might have to teach ya somethin’ ‘bout loyalty.”

helping him to remove his make-up~

the dragon ball Z edition


*walks in from a schedule*

[GD] hey Jagi~ *tired smile*

[Y/N] hey boo <3 

[GD] Jagi can you help me take my make-up off?

[Y/N] *laughing* of course I can Pabo… pass me the wet wipes…

*you spend some time helping him clean up*

[Y/N] wow they sure got glitter everywhere… you look like a fairy

[GD] you’re not really helping me feel manly right now…

[Y/N] *laughing* you wear more make-up than me… I’m pretty sure I’m the man in this relationship…

[GD] i’m still pretty though Jagi?

[Y/N] yes Ji~ my beautiful wife-eu *kiss*


[Y/N] why have you got so much make-up on?! did your make-up artist forget you’re a man? *laughing*

[ZC] it’s not funny… it was for a photoshoot…

[ZC] now come here and help me get it all off… *passes you wet wipes*

[Y/N] *goes to wipe his face… finger is assaulted*…yah! *laughing*

*you help him clean his face*

[ZC] thank you Jagi~ <3 is this better now?

*you pause for a moment and dramatically study his face*

[Y/N] *grimace*…maybe we should have just left the make-up on…

*he lies down on the bed in a mood*

[Y/N] jagi~ahhh *you call cutely*

*you climb on top of him and give him cuddles*

[ZC] i love you~ *kiss*

[CREDIT to gif owners - I do not own these gifs]


I know its Christmas and I should be glad,
But I think of you and my heart is sad,
I see you often, but you are a ghost,
And at Christmas time I miss you most.

You touched my life for the shortest time,
We ran and played and the days were fine,
Then you went away and left me here;
Alone and lost and full of fear.

I could not face the world alone,
I cried for you to come back home;
Then you came to me in ghostly form,
You told me you had been reborn.

You said that you would always be,
My Guardian Angel, wild and free;
That you’d be here at Christmas time,
And make my days so bright and fine.

So though you’re gone and I’m still sad,
When I see your ghost my heart is glad,
Yet how I wish you did not go;
When  I see Snow Angels in the snow………

……….Snow Angels, so pure and white,
Will you take my hand on Christmas night,
And  guide me to our Angels home,
And we’ll ever more, be one alone.

Ambrose Harte
Scattered Thoughts

Like okay maybe I know nothing here but the whole “lost love” is a classic backstory for numerous male villains often whom do genuinely reprehensible things and this is painted as such a heartbreaking tragic thing, they’re such good people, it’s so sad, but Pearl is the one who needs to get over her lover even though in many ways she does make serious effort towards that and has shown a lot of promising signs, it’s reprehensible because she once considered trying to take Steven’s gem out having lost Rose literally months ago and stopped herself, without external input, before she did anything to so much as make him uncomfortable at the time and is able to later (current timeline) own up to it and acknowledge it was a bad thing.

Like, just, to put a specific example down, Sonic series: you know I have literally never heard anyone say Shadow needs to get the hell over Maria even though he literally tried to blow the planet up over it, this is, in fact, not only something forgiven but an element of his backstory almost no one even takes into consideration or so much as talks about, it doesn’t count because he turned around and helped save everyone before Real Damage Was Done.

(and then almost killed everyone again in his solo game)

Like I guess if you’re a guy dealing with the traumatic loss of a sibling figure you can almost cause the apocalypse and that’s fine but if you’re a lesbian dealing with the tragic loss of your lover, 90% of trying your hardest to be there and supportive for the child left behind and having nothing but deepest guilt for the 10% of legitimately endangering stuff you have done is totally unacceptable and you need to Get Over It.

How I Study  for Science

This is from the point of view of an IB year 2 student, so I can’t speak for University right now, though I think a lot of the same skills will be applicable! I currently take HL Chemistry and SL Physics, and I did provincial Biology 12 last year!

| Make Flashcards After Each Class | This is the perfect way to revise after every single class, as it isn’s to time consuming (I suppose depending on how detailed your flashcards are), and it is a good, interactive way to ensure you are retaining material. What I do is the night after every class, I will jot down key points from the lesson, while looking at my notes, onto flashcards. Then, I will practice with them for about 10 minutes. The next morning, I will review them once more, until I have each card down. Then, the next class, I will do the same thing, until my flashcard pile becomes larger and larger, and eventually, before I even start studying for the test, every important point will be memorized!

| Practice Problems | Practice questions are key, and must be done throughout the unit, not just before the test. After every lesson, do your best to do a few problems, and make sure to mark them afterwards! If you are unsure of why you got one wrong, or why the method isn’t working for you, talk to your teacher before the test!

| Teach it Yourself | Science is a group of subjects where it is vital you understand what you are saying — memorization won’t get you far! In order to ensure that you comprehend the concepts, teach someone (whether it be your best friend, a dog, or your stuffed animal). Not only will you be able to test your own knowledge and memorization of the concepts, but you will realize if you actually understand the science behind them.

| Note Progressions | Note progressions are extremely  helpful in science, and they will narrow your notes from pages and pages of writing you are afraid to even begin looking through, to a single pages of vital information and keywords. As you begin to learn concepts, start new notes pages where you condense and remove material you are comfortable with and have memorized, instead writing only a keyword next them. For example, for Lewis Acids and Bases (chemistry), say you understand the concepts behind them, and what they are, on your new notes page, just write “Lewis”, thus condensing the entire part into one key word. This key word will then act as a trigger for the rest of the material, and, if you practice explaining it based off of the one word, will work in the same way on the test.

| Acronyms and Pseudonyms | These can be extremely helpful for little things you have to memorization, like which are the strong acids and bases, or what the chemical formula for different compounds. Ever since grade 9, when I had to memorize phosphate, nitrate, sulphate, and carbonate and there formulas, I have used the saying “Please Stop Chemistry Now”, which has both charge and subscript decreasing from ‘Phosphate’ to ‘Nitrate’ (If you’re curious how it works I can totally show you)! Plus now many different kids in my school use it which makes me feel pretty snazzy. Another example if “Leo the Lion says Ger” for Redox where Leo = Lose Electrons is Oxidation and Ger = Gain Electrons is Reduction (But I can’t take credit, that one is my chemistry teachers).

| Don’t Cram the Day Of | The truth is, if you are learning and trying to memorization material the day of, it won’t stick in your brain, and it will do nothing but stress you out. Don’t worry about that tiny little sentence on page 742 that wasn’t mentioned in class at all, because if you haven’t learned it now, it will only fog up your brain before the test.

| Hallway Jitters | Try to avoid standing in the hallway or talking to a bunch of people right before the test, as all they will do is stress you out and make you feel unsure of your own knowledge. Instead, take your condensed keywords and read over them a few times, before, for the 5 minutes before your test, closing your eyes, and taking deep breaths. At this point, a little extra cramming won’t help your grade, so just breathe!

| Ace it! | Go into that test knowing you have studied hard, and don’t talk too much about it afterwards! At that point, you can’t change your grade, so comparing answers to the 100th decimal place with your friends will only make you nervous.