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Horoscopes by Gil Hizon - Week of April 2-8, 2017

Look, queen…

ARIES (March 21 – April 19)

Okay, so you’re like, on a different wavelength than the rest of us this week. This is usually the time (for some reason) where bitches are running around frantic with the amount of overwhelming shit they have to do, but you’re all like, “Spring Break, WOOOOOO!” Look, queen, we want you to keep going with that, but maybe don’t be so fucking overt about it. Some of us have to work.

TAURUS (April 20 – May 20)

So a big change is set to happen in your life within a few months, and if it was any other bitch, the normal reaction would be a huge freakout. But not you. You’re a fucking sea of calm. I mean more power to you, but this mode is making others uncomfortable. In looking at chu, these other hos may think that you just don’t give a rats ass how your big change could affect them. Look queen, it’s not your nature to cater to the other gurls, but at least just let them know that you care about what’s coming.

GEMINI (May 21 – June 21)

People recognize and respect your ability to formulate theories and your willingness to keep an open mind. But sometimes, bitches just want to know what you really think without you referencing all these fancy fucking anecdotes you keep in your mental arsenal. Look, queen, hos are overwhelmed right now. When they ask you a question, be direct. B. E. Direct.

CANCER (June 22 – July 22)

Sometimes, the more you plan your week, the more disappointed you get when things take fucking longer than expected. It’s stressful enough to have a pile of shit to do without time being a factor. Look, queen, this week is just gonna be a shitshow. The earlier you recognize and anticipate that, the more you’ll be able to accept and be at peace with the universe when the barista screws up your Starbucks.

LEO (July 23 – August 22)

Oh, gurl, why are you even going there? And by “there,” I mean that dark place that contains all your neuroses, apprehensions and regrets about bad memories from distant past. Look queen, if you’re trying to harness your tolerance for bad shit because you think something horrible is about to happen, this is not the way to go. Huddling up on your own is not a good idea right now. You need to be among the bitches who love and accept yo ass. #textthem

VIRGO (August 23 – September 22)

Here are just some of the things that annoy you: inefficiency, business e-mails on a Sunday, and people who walk their dogs without leashes (it’s careless, selfish, with a dash of lazy). Look queen, I’ll be the first one to tell a ho to wait at least 24 hours before speaking up when bitches do these things, but sometimes, you just gotta let someone have it, right on the muthafucking spot.

LIBRA (September 23 – October 22)

You need to be careful what you’re promising other bitches. You may think you have something in the bag, but have you looked in there lately? Look, queen, there is no need to make any big proclamations about the future right now because any ho within hearing distance may start making life-altering adjustments to their routine all willy-nilly. The least you can do is wait a few fucking days. 

SCORPIO (October 23 – November 21)

Look, queen, existing in two planes is not usually your gig (that’s more of a PISCES thing), but not this week. Get ready for a tug of war between your default intense nature which usually anchors you to the ground, and your awakened exploratory instincts that are more apt to search for new experiences to find meaning, even if it’s at a clearance bin at cRoss Dress For Less. As far as internal conflicts go, it’s better than a post-Chipotle experience.

SAGITTARIUS (November 22 – December 21)

Thanks to a rut in one of your key relationships, your zodiac sign isn’t the only thing that has “SAG” in it. Could it be that maybe you’ve waited too long as far as even attempting to make any repairs in this partnership? Look, queen, if there’s even a nugget of anything that is worth saving in this union, I fucking urge you to get thee to fixing that shit. Immediately, if not sooner.

CAPRICORN (December 22 – January 19)

The minute some bitch gets all emotional on you this week, you’re out. You are a firm believer that there is a place and time for catering to other hos “outbursts,” and your business vicinity ain’t it. Look, queen, I know that you’re focused on rolling up your sleeves and getting shit done but you also have to recognize that this person in front of you may not just be some employee.

AQUARIUS (January 20 – February 18)

You’ve been on-the-go so much, that you’ve grown accustomed to always trying to get shit done. The idea of rest is so fucking alien to you now that you’ve trained yourself to sleeping only four hours a night. Look queen, that shit adds up. Instead of being so worried about the countless duties you have to do, why not sit back, relax and celebrate what you have accomplished?

PISCES (February 19 – March 20)

So you do this thing where, when you’re critiquing others, you like to bookend that shit with unnecessary piles of praise and encouragement. We think that you do this as a way to pad the blow. Look, queen, I’m not saying that you should stop that shit. All I’m saying is that we can see what you’re doing. We’re onto you, gurl, thanks to our PISCES Opinion Filter, now available in all colors of the fucking rainbow.

(DISCLAIMER for all entries: This is all a shitshow!)

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Stupid- Miles Wood

Originally posted by adamhenriques

Ok did ANY of you see that fight last night? Omg it was so fantastic I love the Devils! Anyway got another request for the AMAZING Miles Wood! Enjoy guys!

Warning: None

Anon Request: I loved the Miles Wood imagine! Could you do another one with him where you two are dating and you get into an argument before he leaves for a week and you don’t talk while he’s away, and when he gets home from the trip he thinks you left him but you didn’t? Thanks!!


              “I don’t get why you’re so upset with me, Miles! I’m the one that should be pissed with you!”

              “You have no right to be mad! She’s an ex!”

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A Vulnerable's Comfort

Originally posted by k-popsquad

Member(s): Jaebum
Word Count: 2957
Genre: Angst-ish
Summary: It’s a long lost love story. It only began and ended because of a dare. But was there really something more that you couldn’t forget? Was it really just all because of a dare?

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Where Do Broken Hearts Go?-8

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Requested by @homra-the-red-clan

Trigger Warnings: Mentions of a brutal beating resulting in a miscarriage!  You’ve been warned, please read with caution!

Tig x Ava (OFC), Happy X Ava

Clay struggled to breathe, he crawled across the floor to his phone he knew he needed help. He heard the rumble of several bikes riding up to the cabin, he turned his head at the sound of boots.

Chibs, Rat, and Quinn rushed inside, seeing Clay laying on the floor. Chibs knelt at his side, checking his wounds, “Go get my medic back! Call Juice to come out with the van! Have Tara come with com.”

Rat ran out side to get the back, Quinn pulled out his phone. Chibs grabbed his medic bag, and started to try to stabilize Clay until Tara could get there. “Who did this Clay?” 

Clay closed his eyes, refusing to answer. He needed time to think of a way to cover up the things they’d done to Ava. “I don’t know.” 

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In This Rain

Originally posted by chemyungjun

Day 3 of the “Revive the Astro Fandom Day” event! Today’s featured main is Moonbin :D Omg I am so awkward every time I write about him, I NEED TO FIX THIS.

3 words to describe this scenario: puddles, bus-stop, calling

You groaned in frustration as the taxi driving by splashed into the puddle of rainwater collected by the sidewalk, splattering droplets onto your white skirt. Your sunbae had said he’d be here in 10 minutes to pick you up to the party, but 30 minutes later you were still waiting under the rain, skirt wet and hair dripping with rainwater down your face, soaking through your pink crewneck sweater.  

There was a soft jingle, and you picked up your phone to find an incoming call from your sunbae.

“Sunbae, are you here?” you asked.

“Sorry, my car had a flat tire. I’m waiting for the tow truck to come right now, I don’t think I’ll be able to drive you to the party.”

Figures, you thought to yourself as you politely told him it was okay and hoped for him to get his car back soon. I’m not surprised at all that he flaked out on me this time too.

Hanging up, you hurriedly stepped away from the sidewalk and found yourself standing underneath an empty bus stop, wiping your glasses clean as you waited for the rain to stop. What a day for it to rain, especially when you had no umbrella and the weather forecast had predicted sunny skies, not overcast rainclouds.

“Bus isn’t coming yet…”

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Arthur had had a nickname in high school.

Despite his immaculate attendance, his outstanding academic record, and his involvement in volunteer work, his peers had simply known him as the Erotic Ambassador.

The reasoning behind this was that he was an exchange student and he’d been caught once with a boy’s mag in his maths book. Still, it earned him the nickname regardless, and he lived with that fact for a good three years, ready to tear apart anyone who dared call him it to his face if only to maintain appearances.

Yet that didn’t make it not true.

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