we-are-not-made-to-last

Our friends asked about you.
Saying your name didn’t hurt like it used to.
I told them I haven’t heard from you,
And for months now that’s the truth.

This is the longest we’ve been apart.
Almost a year now but it feels like it’s been longer.
I still feel the cracks in my heart,
But every day without you I grow stronger.

—  K.N.B.

I don’t know how to stress this enough, people, but GO VOTE FOR MALEC!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

VOTE!!! VOTE!!! VOTE!!! VOTE!!! VOTE!!! VOTE!!! VOTE!!!

VOTE!!! VOTE!!! VOTE!!! VOTE!!! VOTE!!! VOTE!!! VOTE!!!

We made it to the last round of the E-online’s Top TV Couple poll and this year we HAVE TO WIN!!! We’re against a very persistent fandom, so we will need all the help we can get. Vote multiple times, ask your friends from other fandoms to vote multiple times, join the “power vote” hours organized by the fandom and most importantly don’t give up!!!!

We have until Monday, March 6 at 5 p.m. PT (8/7c) to vote, so let’s win this thing, shall we????? I know it’s going to be hard, but it’s not impossible ;) let’s show them what the Shadowhunters fandom can do!!!!!

Originally posted by magnusandalexander

Besides, these two soft boyfriends deserve it, don’t you agree?????

VOTE FOR MALEC!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Crawling Chaos - Part Two - Void Stiles

Author: @mf-despair-queen

Characters: Void Stiles/Reader

Word Count: 5,687

Warnings: NSFW, 18+, Oral (both receiving), masturbation, bondage, biting, daddy kink, literally 90% of this is PURE FILTH

Notes: I had no restraint on this. Y’all can blame @minhosmeanhoe for literally demanding this from me, and giving me things to add to this because we would just talk about everything kinky with Void. Lemme know your thoughts!

Part 1  Part 3

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it’s 1am, im awake again
in a perfect world, id be asleep by 10
. it’s 2am im drinking to forget 
in a perfect world, we never even met
. it’s 3am, im thinking of you 
in a perfect world, you’d think of me too
. it’s 4am im throwing up your lies
in a perfect world, i never wondered why 
it’s 5am im writing of the past
in a perfect world, we were made to last
—  shykissing, sleepless nights
Sons of a Thunder Storm (Part Two)

Part One

AN: Um sooo more Ragnarssons’ in modern time xD They’ll be the death of the reader


Before you’d gone to bed you showed the boys how to make breakfast and to your horror there was nothing but a huge mess left for you when you got up. “Where is everyone?” You asked Ivar who was glued to the TV.

“They went to bathe, there was noticeable concern about us leaving mess everywhere so my brothers have gone to the pond to wash.” He muttered without looking at you.

“What!” This had him looking away for a second as you hopped about putting your tatty crocks on and ran through your back garden, finding the fence had been moved so the boys could get to your neighbor’s pond.

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To Become A Hunter [4]

*The Final Chapter*

Previous parts

Characters: Dean Winchester, Winchester sister!reader, John Winchester, Sam Winchester, Jess Moore [mentioned briefly]

Words: 2900+

Warnings: Violence, a bit of a language, John’s A+ parenting, implied verbal/physical abuse, sort of bad mental health (I don’t really know how to describe it)

A/N: We made it to the last part! Thank you all so much for reading this & all the nice comments <3 So, it might seem odd to post two parts within two days, but it’s just because I promised you last week to post the finale early this week. And then it turned out to be so long that I had to split it into to two, and I didn’t want you to feel played, so I decided to do it like this, to sorta keep the promise :)

Originally posted by hallowedbecastiel

Originally posted by negandarylsatisfaction

(I’m out of fitting John GIFs)

Not my GIF


Your name: submit What is this?

”YOU!” Dean screams, his finger threateningly pointing at John, who scrambles to his feet from where he’s sitting, backing away, hands in the air.

You come to a stop, staring at the situation forming in front of you not knowing what to do. On one side is Dean; the older brother who always has looked out for you, and you can tell he’s doing this for your sake. On the other is John; your leader and biological father who you should trust and listen to. Shouldn’t you?

You are frozen. Paralyzed. Your eyes travel to Dean, who’s angrier than you think you’ve ever seen him. His usual bright, gentle eyes glimmer dangerously, and his freckled face is twisted into pure rage.

”What did you do to her!” Dean roars inching closer to John, who continues backing away.

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Chemistry Class

Okay. So I was the only senior in my chemistry class. It one of the weirdest/best classes I’ve been in.

- One day we were doing notes and this kid, a theatre kid (whom I knew pretty well), asked about “the dress”. We literally stopped the lesson and had a 30 minute debate as to wether the dress was black and blue or white and gold.

- The theatre kid’s mom was the nurse. He ended up having snacks everyday. (This is second period, mind you, so he stopped by the nurse’s office during passing period, which is on the other side of the school.) One day he had Fruit Loops and he dropped one on the ground.

Girl: Eww! Don’t eat that! There’s probably poop particles from someone’s shoe on the floor!

Theatre Kid: Oh, Poop Loops! *Picks it up and eats it.*

- The sophomores and I played a game while the juniors were taking the ACT.

- Theatre Kid was banned from bringing food into class.

- For Mole Day we had a scavenger hunt around the school. The prize was dirt cake.

- We made cookies for our last lab. (I got stuck with Theatre Kid and my lab partner in my group. We ended up yelling at him because he put in the wrong ingredient. We had to dig it out.) (Trombonist in my next block class, whose never done a drug in his life, asked if I had weed.)

- We played games every Friday for our Bell Ringer. A few times desks would be knocked over. One time a kid jumped over a desk and almost fell. Another time a kid jumped over another kid.

- One time Theatre Kid knocked over a non-hazardous chemical. (I was at the lab beside him.) I kept making puns about it and he punched me. (I always give him a hard time.)

- Durning finals week our teacher gave us food everyday. I didn’t have finals one day (two out of four classes met the second day of finals), so I brought a hotdog to her room. She gave me the food for the last day of finals week because I didn’t have her class that day.

- I somehow managed to sit by this guy (both terms). This guy made puns literally every single day. One girl asked how I kept my sanity/said I needed a trophy.

- One time we were have the ‘jif’ 'gif’ debate. My teacher looked up a video of how to properly say it….. Twenty minutes later, we’re looking up pronunciations for other words. She clicks on a link that says, “Astronaut”.

Then, very quietly, we hear: ass nuts.

Everyone was dying and my teacher stopped because she didn’t want the principal to drop by and see us doing nothing.

- Teacher: *Showing us stuff in her room.* This is the Fume Hood. You’ll get chemicals from here and other things.

Pun Kid: So, you get your stuff from in the hood?

- One time Pun Kid made a joke and the teacher asked him to leave.

- One time I went home sick during chemistry. (Like I was literally bawling in front of my teacher because I was in so much pain.) I ended up taking a nap when I got home. Woke up to my dad on the phone at 3:30. Apparently my teacher called and asked if I was alright.

- Teacher wouldn’t let us leave on our last day unless we gave her a hug.

It was a really hard class (science isn’t my strong-suit), but it was actually a really fun class.

caraatplay  asked:

Can you please make the blocking system better? If I block someone, I want them COMPLETELY gone from my sight. If people I follow still reblog the person, I see them. I don't even want people to send anything from their accounts. Please. That would be so helpful, thank you.

This feature is a huge part of keeping people safe and in control of their experience on Tumblr. We made a lot of progress last year, and the team knows we have more to do. Thanks for your patience and please know we’re listening.

I can’t make myself forget you,
Believe me, I’ve tried.
The other day I thought of you
And it tore me up inside.
Time has surely changed me
I no longer fantasize our life.
But I can’t deny that I still love you,
It’s a truth I could never hide.
—  K.N.B.

sterek au: landlord!derek and tenant!stiles

based loosely on this gif set and tags, prompt by fin. written for sterekfest! wish i could have written something longer, but i hope you enjoy anyway <3

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Stiles has a mission. He has a mission and a list – a long list that details with bulleted subpoints all the things wrong with his apartment. Sure, he’s thankful for having a roof over his head (if said roof didn’t leak) and at a fair price (which was really the selling point, let’s be honest). But still, Stiles drops most of his measly paycheck on rent every month, and he’d like a place that wasn’t falling apart. That was only fair.

The building meeting is on the fifth floor. When he arrives, there’s only one other guy there, sitting on a blue couch. Stiles immediately heads over to the large window and starts pacing. “I feel kinda bad for the landlord,” Stiles begins, nervous energy buzzing through his limbs.

“Oh?” the man replies.

“Yeah, I’d hate to be in his shoes, being bombarded with complaints all night. But dude, my water pressure’s terrible, three panes in the window are broken and one has a hole in it, my garbage disposal smells like something died inside of it, and that’s just the top of the list.” Stiles spins around and finally looks at the guy on the couch. He’s never seen him around before, and Stiles guesses he could be considered attractive if you find bearded gym rats hot. Stiles refrains from rolling his eyes because the guy is obviously a douche. Just look at those eyebrows.

“What about you? Please don’t tell me your apartment is perfect, but knowing my luck and probably yours, everything works perfectly for you like it always has and I got the shit apartment.” The guy just stares at him and says nothing. Stiles rolls his eyes as he turns back towards the window, mumbling under his breath, “Typical.”

“What’s typical?”

Stiles spins around again, mouth open in exaggerated shock. “Oh, you mean you’re actually going to talk to me? Words finally making sense to you now?”

The man’s mouth pulls down into a scowl. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

Stiles rolls his eyes. “Look, I know it pains guys like you to talk to guys like me because it lowers your cool quotient or you only waste your breath on people as hot as you or something, but we do live in the same building. We’re neighbors. I was trying to be neighborly.”

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Lover Boy (Davey Jacobs X Reader)

WC: 3088

Warnings: Sadness, childbirth, mentions of sex, pregnancy, war stuff

Summary: Davey goes to serve as a doctor during World War 1, but little does he know that his wife, Y/N, is at home pregnant.

Tagged: @lildipstick @bellasabb @linslovelylocks @ahhhhamilton

A/N: I know my schedule says a fic on Sunday but psych bitch! @gninrud-anna gave me this plot (and a lot of the wording was from her messages) and honestly I adored it so I decided to make it a full fic. Enjoy!


“Y/N. I’m home!” I whirled around to face my husband, my skirts swishing as I did.

“How was work, darling?” I asked, pecking Davey’s lips as he shed his coat, hanging it up by the door.

“It was alright. We did get one guy in the office who had somehow managed to swallow a dollar’s worth of nickels. That was somethin’ else, I’m telling you, Y/N.” Davey said, chuckling as he opened the newspaper that sat on the kitchen table.

“That’s great. Is there anything in particular you want for dinner, Dave?” I said, and Davey paused, setting down the newspaper.

“Not really, but, uh, before you start dinner, there’s somethin’ I’ve been meaning to tell you.” Davey said, scratching the back of his head.

I furrowed my eyebrows and sat down next to Davey, placing a hand on his arm gently.

“What is it? You’re not dying, are you?” I said, and Davey let out a little chuckle, shaking his head.

“That’s good.” I muttered, kissing Davey’s cheek softly.

“Y/N, I enlisted. I wanna go overseas and do my part in this war. Ya know, help out the sick and wounded people.” Davey said, and the room fell silent.

There were quite a few moments before any words were uttered. “You what?” I said, and Davey let out a sigh.

“You heard what I said, Y/N. The army’s always lookin’ for more doctors, and they always say that a doctor is the safest profession in the military.” Davey said, standing up and running a hand through his dark hair.

“Davey, what if you don’t come back, huh? What if something goes wrong and I lose you?” I said, feeling tears prick at my eyes.

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guadalupe99s  asked:

"I'll never be enough"

They warned me about Harry. How he was magnetic, how you wouldn’t know how he had you wrapped around his finger until it was much too late. Much like how the moon pulled the ocean, he pulled you right to him.

I was warned and I proceeded without caution.

And now it was too late.

I watched him roll out of my bed, running a hand through his hair before stretching. His back muscles rippled and I noticed the scratch marks etched into his skin by my own nails the night before. He turned towards me as he pulled on his jeans and when he saw I was awake he offered me a small smile. “Sorry, love. Did I wake you?”

“Were you going to leave without saying goodbye?”

“Thought you deserved to sleep in, I know you haven’t had a proper night’s sleep in a while.”

That was true, but what Harry didn’t know was that I was having trouble sleeping because he wasn’t in bed beside me. “I didn’t know you’d be leaving so early.”

“Told you I’d be going home today.”

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Armin: Hey who do you guys ship me with?

Jean: You and Eren are so fucking gay always staring at each other like who the hell does that

Connie: lol u and eren are so gay

Sasha: Eren, duh

Krista: Yeah, you and Eren seem like me and Ymir, it’s really cute!

Levi: I don’t mean to butt in but you and Jaeger seem pretty close

Mikasa: What the heck guys they’re like brothers like my two best friends would be in a relationship

Eren: What the hell Armin we made out last night

Armin: EREN!!!!!!!

Camp Mockingjay - Ch 10

Originally posted by recked

We’ve reached the end of Camp Mockingjay, our first - but definitely not last - Everlark-your-own-adventure. Before we let you dig into the gorgeousness that is this final chapter - expertly penned by the always amazing @burkygirl - we wanted to take a moment to thank our incredible round one authors. 

@peetabreadgirl, @katnissdoesnotfollowback, @hutchhitched, @javistg, @appleblossomgirl0305, @titaniasfics, @xerxia31 and @burkygirl - each of you has brought your enormous talent to this adventure, each of you is responsible for its success, and we are all enormously grateful!

(Find the previous chapters here.)

And now - the final chapter of Camp Mockingjay.



The picture is a bit faded. I’d sort of forgotten about it. It’s the first one that was ever taken of Peeta and me, young and in the heady throes of new love, grinning stupidly at the camera on the last day of our summer job at Camp Mockingjay.

Things sure have changed a lot since then.

I tuck the snapshot into the cardboard box in front of me and reach for my tape gun. The tape makes a horrifying scritching noise as I drag it across the seam of the box, but the snap it makes when I cut it off at the other end is rather satisfying. The last box. The house is finally packed. Thank god. And I didn’t manage to slice my thumb on this one, so there’s that.

Gale pops his head in the bedroom door. “That the last one, Catnip?”

I stand up and dust off my knees. “Yep.”

He hefts it into his arms and grins. “I’ll pop it in the truck.”

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