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During a rainy day, I like to watch the rain and try to look for the little puddles to see the ripples :)

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Comments: I love love LOVE watching the rain!!! You seem really sweet, take care xx


❛ What are you doing? ❜
❛ Where are you going? ❜
❛ Where are you taking me? ❜
❛ How is that working out for you? ❜
❛ Is everything okay? ❜
❛ Why are you acting like this? ❜
❛ You think I would lie to you? ❜
❛ Are you telling the truth? ❜
❛ Are you sure you want to do this? ❜
❛ This is your bright idea of a plan? ❜
❛ What else do you want me to do? ❜
❛ What else can I do? ❜
❛ What do you think I should do? ❜
❛ What makes you think that? ❜
❛ Who told you that? ❜
❛ Who are you? ❜
❛ Why are you here? ❜
❛ Who invited you? ❜
❛ How come you ever asked me? ❜
❛ Did you really mean all those things you said? ❜
❛ Why did you have to go? Why did you have to leave? ❜
❛ Why is it so hard for you to see that? ❜
❛ Why don’t you understand? ❜
❛ What don’t you understand? ❜
❛ Are you joking? ❜
❛ Did I miss anything? ❜
❛ You don’t remember? ❜
❛ Did you really say all that stuff about me? ❜
❛ Did you think I would forget? ❜
❛ How can you sit there and say that? ❜
❛ How do you even sleep at night? ❜
❛ Are you coming or not? ❜
❛ Am I the only one freaked out right now? ❜
❛ Are you laughing or crying? ❜
❛ Who did this to you? ❜
❛ Did someone hurt you? ❜
❛ Is it just me or are you, like, ignoring me? ❜
❛ You want me to apologize for something you did? ❜
❛ Are you going to kiss me or not? ❜
❛ Aren’t you the one who said it though? ❜
❛ So, you don’t like me like that? ❜
❛ Where do we go from here? ❜
❛ Are you being serious right now? ❜
❛ How was I supposed to know that? ❜
❛ Oh, is that a challenge? ❜
❛ Are you flirting with me? ❜
❛ Are you going to let me go now? ❜
❛ Are we done now? ❜
❛ Why didn’t just ask me? ❜
❛ You’re going to believe them over me? ❜
❛ How can possibly think that? ❜
❛ Did you even miss me? ❜
❛ Did anyone even notice that I was gone? ❜
❛ Why do you go around and kiss everyone? ❜
❛ Did you kill them? ❜
❛ Who’s blood is that? Is that your blood? ❜
❛ Do you think this is a game? ❜
❛ Are you having doubts? ❜
❛ Why haven’t you been at school/work? ❜
❛ Is there something going on that you need to tell me? ❜
❛ You said you wanted to talk? ❜
❛ What am I supposed to do? ❜
❛ What did you expect to happen? ❜
❛ How long you think you can keep this act up? ❜
❛ You don’t like me? Do you? Like in a more than a friend way? ❜
❛ Is that what everyone is saying now? ❜
❛ Who do I remind you of? ❜
❛ Are you hungry? Want to go get something to et? ❜
❛ Are you drunk? ❜
❛ Are you lost? ❜
❛ What’s so great about any of that anyway? ❜
❛ Are you even listening to yourself? ❜
❛ What are you going to do about it, huh? ❜
❛ What are you staring at? ❜
❛ What are you doing out here? ❜
❛ Why did you call the police? ❜
❛ Wait, do you hear that? ❜
❛ Why don’t you tell me anything? ❜
❛ Hey, did you get me anything? ❜
❛ Why didn’t you come over last night? ❜
❛ What did you find out? ❜
❛ Can I stay here for the night? ❜
❛ Are you throwing rocks at my window? ❜
❛ Are you crying? ❜
❛ What are you laughing at me? ❜
❛ Are you laughing at me? ❜
❛ Do you not understand the word no? ❜
❛ Is that it? Is that all? ❜
❛ Are you in some kind of trouble? ❜
❛ Yeah, but, you have me. So why bother? ❜
❛ What’s love got to do with it? ❜
❛ This is where we kiss, right? ❜
❛ Do you ever not just only think about yourself? ❜
❛ Are going to leave me again? ❜
❛ What’s wrong with that? ❜
❛ Do you have anything you need to say to me? ❜
❛ I think I’m going to puke. Is there a trash can in here? ❜
❛ You really don’t know why I’m mad at you? ❜
❛ Why do you treat me like I’m not important to you? ❜
❛ Why are you telling me this?
❛ Are you ready? ❜
❛ What’s with all the questions? ❜
❛ I thought this is what you wanted? ❜
❛ Where do you think you’re going with this? ❜
❛ You’re just going to leave? ❜
❛ Do you trust me? ❜
❛ You love me? Or you think you love me? ❜
❛ When will it ever stop? ❜
❛ Do you think it’ll ever go away? ❜
❛ What are you doing this weekend? ❜
❛ You called for back up? ❜
❛ What did I just witness? ❜
❛ How do you cope when the one you love is with somebody else? ❜
❛ Have you ever thought it? ❜
❛ Are you wearing a wire? ❜
❛ Is there something wrong? ❜
❛ Is it something I said or something I did? ❜
❛ What’s wrong? I thought that it was okay? ❜
❛ Are you going to hold that against me forever? ❜
❛ So, tell me, what else is new? ❜
❛ You never actually cared, did you? ❜
❛ You went to a party without me? ❜
❛ Why wasn’t I invited? ❜
❛ Do you think that’s a little fucked up? ❜
❛ Oh, so you do speak? ❜
❛ Do you think it’s really worth it in the end? ❜
❛ How many more times do I have to tell you? ❜
❛ You didn’t think that it would bother me? ❜

Elena to Victor: ‪You know, I’ve thought a lot about what happened, and I’ll spare you the details about my anger, and the crying, and the weight loss, and the empty space on my wall where your picture used to be. Cause I’ve decided that there’s no point in focusing on the negatives. I’d rather think about the good things that come from this. Like, you taught me a really valuable lesson. Just because I am gay, people will hate me without knowing anything else about me. I always knew that was part of the deal. I just… never expected it from my own father. But now I know not to expect the best from anyone. So, thanks, I guess. Oh, and one more thing. I learned some really cool stuff about myself. Like I’m tough. I’m really tough. And when I do stumble, I have the most amazing mom who is always right there to pick me up. So whatever, dude. I’m moving on with my life. I’m gonna be fine. I’m just really bummed out for you. You’re gonna miss stuff and that sucks. Cause I’m pretty great.


Originally posted by nikkiiklebold


We come from the land of the ice and snow
From the midnight sun, where the hot springs flow
The hammer of the gods
W'ell drive our ships to new lands
To fight the horde, and sing and cry
Valhalla, I am coming!

Thor: Ragnarok (2017) dir. Taika Waititi

Accuse me of not working my full 40, we'll see about that.

(long story: tl;dr at the end)

My job received some dramatic changes with the labor law changes from late last year. While it’s not technically law right now, my company is enforcing our policy to test the waters and see how it works for us. Basically this means, I can only work 40 hours a week. No overtime approval is available. Any days we work over 8 hours we have to use compensated time (comp time) to even it out. To help maintain office coverage we have meetings to plan our comp time.

To clarify, we can only use our comp time only on Tuesdays, Wednesdays, and Thursdays since we need a full staff on Monday and Fridays to assist our sales team. Also we can’t use it to come in late or leave early. So basically we’re left with taking long lunches (2.5-3 hours sometimes) right in the middle of the work day. But randomly, they’ll give us full days off when we work 6:30-7 hours on a weekend (which is nice, but this also is creating productivity problems). The staff who are a part of this have grown very frustrated because these long lunches are interfering with our work, meetings, appointments, and for the commuting staff they have to sit in their office for a long period of time and do nothing. Finally after a few months of this ineffective system, we told our CEO that we need to discuss some changes we think would make this better for everyone. He meets with our Exec Team and they agreed to attend our comp meeting to discuss things.

So, this Monday we all walk into the meeting with some level of hope. At the very least we’ll be heard and be able to say that we’d like to be able to come in a little late or leave a little early when things are slower. Our CEO explains his view on comp time and then a co-worker of mine explains how it isn’t working for us and it’s causing problems. Now our CEO is normally a chill guy, but he used an angry and defensive tone I’ve never seen before and went on a 15 minute rant about comp time. His rant included:

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blind trust [ damien x reader ]

summary: (Name) dies and Damien tries to persuade her into giving up her body for him and Celine

warnings: angstangstangst hurtshurtshurts

a/n: this will hurt and if you listen closely you can hear me sobbing.

written for @superwolfiestar ‘s “Beauty and the Beast Halloween prompt challenge”! this is day 16 and prompt black

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A stinging pain in your abdomen yanks the world from under your feet and you float; your vision staggers and you are thrown back with enough force to knock the life out of you, which actually happens. There are intervals of cold and hot, like your body can’t decide how it should act so it panics and you panic, too. The last of the Colonel fades into the spinning universe of bright colors and a slowly darkening world. Black. It’s all black once you reach the ground, but you don’t feel it, a strange and foreign numbness spreading through your body as you slip away—

“Let me speak to her. Alone.”

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have i mentioned how much i love my beautiful fashionista son

because i love him a lot

Is That What You Think?

A/N: I know I haven’t written in a while. I wanted to give myself a chance to get back into the routine of school, also I’ve had some pretty bad writers block. Anyway, I’ve had my nose in books all week, going through at least four books in five days. This is an idea that was sparked so let’s see how this goes. 

I hated this night already. 

For starters I was in this super tight black dress that, in my opinion, made me look fat. It was so tight that I couldn’t breathe. 

I was just feeling really insecure at the moment. 

I’d rather stay home in my sweats and a tank top and read one of the new young love novels I bought earlier in the week. 

But Shawn had asked and practically begged I join him at this party for his new single. I only agreed to shut him up. At the time, it sounded fun, not so much anymore. 

Let’s just say I’m not in the best head space. He doesn’t know it but while he was in the shower I couldn’t help but look through some of the comments on a few posts that he made about us. 

It wasn’t good, and I was starting to believe his fans a bit. 

But I put on a fake smile and slipped on on my nude pumps before walking out the door. 

The thing that was making my thoughts worse, was the fact that Shawn hasn’t said like almost anything to me all night, and he isn’t holding my hand like he usually does when he ride in the car. 

I wasn’t sure what to do, so I just stared out the window, trying not to look out of it. But in all honesty I just wanted to go back home, and have some ice cream. 

“We’re here guys.” Andrew says looking up from his phone. “Are you guys okay?” He says noticing my gaze. Shawn looks over at me confused and I tried to hide my look but I didn’t get to it in time. 

He caught my look.

“Can you give us a second?” He looked over at Andrew then back at me. 

“Sure thing.” He smiled. I watched as Andrew got out and I sighed waiting for Shawn to speak up. 

“Baby are you okay?” He asked concerned.

“Yeah, why?” Lies. 

“You look off, you didn’t speak the whole ride. Is there something going on?” 

“Nothing important.” I nod. I can feel my throat get tight, I wanted to cry honestly. But I swallowed and nodded again making that feeling go away.

“Okay.” He said opening the door. He got out and offered me his hand, I took it and prayed he wouldn’t notice my shaking hand. I got out and looked up at me and he looked more worried than before. I placed a tight smile on my face and walked towards the entrance

Shawn was pulled away to take pictures and I stood off to the side waiting on him to return. I was trying to control my thoughts and my breathing but that all shattered when I looked over to see her all over him. I looked down and the feeling of tears stung my eyes again. 

I needed a drink to get through this night. 

On my way to the bar I ran into Matt. 

“Hey Y/n” He smiled at me. 

“Hey Matt.” It was forced.

“You okay?” He asks looking over my shoulder and spotting Shawn. “Ooo, yikes. How are you doing?” He asked with a sad look on his face. 

“Is it normal to be this jealous?” I asked feeling my self worth change to anger. 

“Yeah, I mean if I had a girl and someone was all over her like that, I wouldn’t let go of her all night.” He mumbled.

That made me feel a lot better, not! How was I supposed to sit her and watch her practically making out with him in front of all the tabloids and interviewers. I stifled another set of tears and cleared my throat. 

“I’m going to the bathroom.” I said abruptly.

“Y/n” Matt calls, I turn to look at him. “He loves you.” He nods. I frown and meet his gaze.

“You sure?” I ask looking back at Shawn. The smile on his face says it all. He enjoys it. He enjoys her. I don’t even bother looking back at Matt. I head straight for the bathroom and huff once I make it there. 

I stare at myself in the mirror and let the tears fall. I can’t hold it together anymore. Who am I? Two years ago I would punch myself in the face if I were standing in a bathroom crying over some guy.

The difference here is it’s not some guy.

It’s Shawn. 

My guy, but with another girl.

My guy, but with millions of fans that think I’m not good enough for him. Not pretty enough for him. Not skinny enough for him. Not enough for him. 

I let those words replay over and over. It finally sinks in.

Are they right?

A girl walks in and stops when she sees me.

“Hey, you’re Shawns girl right?” She asks smiling. I wipe my tears and clear my throat.

“Um yeah.” I stutter, is that even a truthful answer.

“Awe honey whats wrong?” She asks concerned.

“Um nothing, sorry.” I say wiping my face.

“Don’t be sorry. I’ll give you some privacy.” She says walking out. I silently thank her and can’t help but let my tears fall. 

But then the unexpected happens. 

Someone bursts threw the door. 


“Y/n?” He asks desperately meeting my gaze. “Baby? What happened? Are you okay? Why are you crying?” 

“I’m okay.” I say wiping my tears and taking a look in the mirror. 

I look awful, red swollen eyes, flushed face. 

“Honey? What’s wrong?”

“Am I enough?” I blurt out looking at him. His face contorts to confusion. 

“What?” He asks. I sigh. 

“Am I enough?” I ask again.

“Enough for what?”

“You?” I drop my gaze. He stops and freezes next to me. 

“What?” He says softly. 

“Stop playing dumb Shawn, answer the damn question.” I snap. 

“Where is this coming from?”

“You stopped holding my hand, and sneaking peeks in the morning. I started reading comments. I’m insecure. I think that I am not pretty enough for you, or skinny enough. I have an ugly smile and thick thighs. You deserve her, out there. That’s who you should be with, someone that can look good attached to your arm, and make you the perfect it couple. You deserve someone that’s not me.” I say as more tears fall. 

He takes a step forwards pulling me into his embrace. 

“Is that what you think?” He asks hurt. I just nod. “Baby that is so not true. Are you kidding? You are the most beautiful gorgeous women in the world. You have the most amazing smile, I do whatever I can to make you smile. Your body is amazing, it’s a wonderland.” He smirks earning a small smile from me. “You are the person I want attached to my arm, you make me look like I won the fucking lottery. You are so amazing and beautiful and pretty and hot.” He smiles at me. 

“Shawn.” I sigh. 

“Stop, I hate that you think that way. I wish you could see yourself the way I see you. But since you can’t, then I guess I’ll just have to say it more often. And I don’t know what you’re talking about. I snuck a peek at you this morning while you were getting ready. You were dancing around to Puth. You were singing Suffer. You were only wearing my shirt and it was hanging off your right shoulder, teasing me. And I held your hand when we got here, although I much rather would have held your ass.” He smirked, his eyes becoming dark. 

I blushed and smiled.

“So as much as you read comments because I know you do, and as much as you hate to believe that I am right. I love you with all my heart, and that pathetic girl out there, hugging on my to get attention from the world is not you. I don’t want her. I want someone who makes me laugh at three in the morning. I want someone who wakes up in the middle of the night to get a snack. I want someone who will pretend to watch Harry Potter. I want someone who dances around my bathroom in my shirt singing Puth with her hair in a messy bun. I want to wake up to your beautiful eyes every morning. I want you, Y/n. I want you.” He says serious this time. 

“I want you too.” I smile at him.

“I also want to never again have Matt tell me, ‘Hey Y/n went to the bathroom upset.’ and then some lady I’ve never seen before walk up to me and go, ‘Hey there, your girl is in the bathroom crying.’” He said, a frown appearing on his face. “I don’t want you to ever feel so bad that you have to hide in a bathroom a cry, without me. Tell me next time baby, we wouldn’t even have come if you just would have told me what was going on.” 

“I’m sorry, I thought I could toughen through. But watching you and her.” I was starting to get worked up again.

“Hey hey hey.” He grabbed my hand. “That’s a wrong way to say I love you.” He smiles. 

“I love you too.” I smile back at him.  

Be my Queen- Part Two

Summary- You and Loki have been friends since childhood. While your older sister Sif trained to fight with Thor, you were learning magic from Frigga alongside Loki. As you grow older both you and Loki believe the love you hold for one another is unrequited. Will this change when Thor is banished and Loki needs a queen to rule at his side while Odin sleeps? What will happen when you uncover a plot that will get Loki banished just like Thor?

Message- Time Jump to the beginning of Thor! Sorry if it sucks!

Warning- there is a sort of spoiler for Thor: Ragnarok in this. Parents are arrested and reader is left abandoned.

Background  Part One 

Word Count-1482

You were standing in between Loki and your sister, watching Thor as he dramatically walked through the cheering crowd.

“Oh, please.” Sif murmurs as Thor gloats a bit in the crowd.

“Hush, he is excited.” You whisper.

“Today is an important day. He should be allowed to be obnoxious.” Loki says. “Have I told you that you look lovely yet today?”

“T-Thank you.” You stammer.

“Yes, Y/N looks great in her virginal white robe.” Sif says as she rolls her eyes.

“I-It’s a dress, not a robe. I like it, it’s flowy and nice and the back is cut low.” You say.

“Tis not the back of a dress that is meant to have a low cut, sister.” Sif jokes and you feel you face heat in embarrassment. “But Loki is right, you look lovely.”

“Thank you, sister.” Then you look to the other side of the steps and notice an empty place next to the warriors three. “Where is Hela?”

“She told father that she protested this in its entirety, since she is the rightful heir to the throne.” Loki whispers to you.

“Oh, but after everything she did, is she not simply happy with the fact that she is allowed to stay on Asgard?” You ask.

“No, she still believes the throne is rightfully hers.” Loki answers

“Hush.” Frigga whispers as Odin starts to speak.  You don’t really pay attention, keeping your eyes trained on Loki. He was upset when he learned of Odin’s plans to make Thor the next king, and you wanted to be there for him today. So you grab his hand and give it a small squeeze. He looks down at you and smiles, you return it with one of your own.

“Frost giants.” Odin murmurs.

“Stay here.” Loki says as he follows Thor and Odin out.

“Be safe.” You whisper.

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I don’t look the best in this picture but I have so many feelings for this.

One time I was in Disney World with my family and a friend of mine. My friend had never been to Disney but I had, it was my 20th time going at that point. My friend was interested in characters more than rides, she insisted on meeting every Disney princess before we went home.

Well, we were in Epcot one day, and my family had no interest in tagging along with us to go meet tons of characters, so they went off and did their own thing while my friend and I traveled country to country meeting characters. The final character we met that day was Aurora, and I will never forget that. It was a few weeks before my 16th birthday and I was wearing one of the “Happy Birthday!” pins with my name on it - and she called attention to it immediately. She got excited and she asked my age. When I answered “16”, she clapped her hands and smiled. “I met my prince on my 16th birthday! Have you met your prince yet?”

My heart froze for a second, I was caught off guard. But looking into a happy princess’ face in silence is hard, and I responded, without thinking; “I’m actually into princesses.” Her face didn’t change from the smile, in fact it got brighter.

“Oh! Then have you met your princess then?”

That was the single most relieving thing I had ever heard. I’m a lesbian and I’m out to my friends, not my family. I had tried coming out to my family at that point, only to be met with “You’re too young to know that.” Multiple times. I was forced back into the closet at home where I stayed, and still am.

But getting the chance to openly say that to a princess, and have her happily respond was amazing. I was happier than imaginable. And even though, no, I hadn’t met my princess yet, I found one that loves me.

Aurora gained a special place in my heart after that. She hugged me and I could barely keep myself from crying while the pictures were being taken. I will never forget that.

A Buzzfeed video where orcs are made to hold baby elves and viceversa.

Nick: I have never seen an elf baby, I feel like elves sprout from the earth, fully grown or something.

Kandomere: I’ve seen so many orc children, mostly because of ritual sacrifice groups and it’s kinda sad. But I have never seen babies.


*Elf mother comes and puts elf baby in Nick’s lap, he looks like he’s about to cry*

N: Oh no! Look at his chubby face!

*Orc mother appears, gives Kandomere baby orc*

K: I… I have no idea how to do this, am I holding it right? Are you a boy or a girl? *Baby orc stares with big golden eyes* Hey you.


*elf baby starts crying*

N: Oh no, he’s scared, I knew it.

K: You broke the baby! *Orc baby pulls on his hair* Ow ow, wait, no.


*Elf baby has stopped crying but is now hitting Nick in the face*

K: At least you don’t have hair for him to pull.

N: No, wait *Takes baby’s hands and pretends to eat them, baby squeals and laughs* HEY I MADE IT!

K: You made it! Can someone help me, she has a strong grip and it kinda hurts?


N: What’s his name?

Elf Mom: His name is Tiago.

K: Tiago, like tiago tortillas?

*Elf mom laughs, Nick is confused*

K: It’s a joke in spanish, don’t worry.


Orc Mom: Her name is Luna

K: Oh Luna! That’s a good name, it means moon in Spanish.

N: I always thought elves ate babies

K: They are super hard to digest, so no.


*Kandomere is making the baby move her lips by putting a finger to her chin and speaking in a deep voice*

K: Mommy, who is this? Why are we here? What is the meaning of life?

*Orc mom laughs*

K: Mother, why have you betrayed me?!


N: I think you’re adorable, Tiago, and when you grow up I hope you watch this video.

*Baby babbles, Nick nods*

N: Yes, indeed, you have the most interesting conversation, good sir.


N: *Sighs as he hands over baby back to his mother* I think I’d be a good parent.

K: I’d be terrible, I didn’t even know how to hold her, I never get too involved with children.

N: Well you learn, I think

K: I guess so.


@howtobangyourmonster @kandomeresbitch @charzo-void

There have been so many times
Where I thought I couldn’t make it.
I’d sit alone and cry,
Wondering if I should submit.

What you did was terrible,
But I will live through it.
I am still standing, unbreakable,
A fighter, never your victim, I’ll survive this.

You were not the first to abuse me,
These tears were never from a fear of you.
You tore down the women I was becoming,
But his love has come to my rescue.

—  K.N.B.
Lifting the Hammer

Originally posted by corneillee

Fandom: Avengers/Marvel
Paring: Avengers x Reader
Summary: You accidentally lift Thor’s hammer, not aware of what it means. The Avengers are shocked and they refuse to believe you can be a normal human and “worthy.”

“Hey Y/N, do you have my table ready?” Tony Stark said as he lifted up his Iron Man mask.
The rest of the Avengers followed close behind, entering the empty restaurant for their traditional post-battle shawarma. Ever since aliens tore through New York the Avengers made a habit of unwinding in the little shop.

“Your table’s right where you left it,” you replied. “Oh, and thanks for taking the battle somewhere else this time, I’m still picking up rubble from the last one.”
Your comment got a smirk from the Steve and a soft “sorry,” from Bruce.

You noticed there were two additions to the team, a quiet Russian girl in a leather jacket and a red man in a cape who clearly wasn’t from this world.

“Here,” you said handing the two newbies fresh plates. There were a few tired chuckles about Steve’s bad language and Clint’s farm, but the team was quieter than normal. “Let me know if you needs anything else,” you gave a gentle smile to the Russian girl.

You know the Avengers have the place to themselves for the day so you start cleaning so that you can leave whenever they do. By the time you get around to wiping the tables the mood has lifted.

“You have to admit though, Ultron was a little funny.”
“He was evil.”
“Yes, but you can be evil and funny.”
“That’s called being an ass.”
“Wonder where he got that from.”
“Hey! Language!”

You try not to laugh at their conversation as you clear the table next to theirs. The table is covered with empty trays, half eaten shawarma and Thor’s hammer. Apparently Demi-Gods don’t like their stuff to touch the ground. You think to yourself.

There’s no way you can wipe around the giant metal hammer so you lift it off the table and hold it under your arm by the handle. When you finish you set it right back where it was. You suddenly became aware that the shop had gone completely silent. Slowly, you turn around to find all the Avengers were staring at you, eyes wide and mouths hanging open.

“I’m, I’m sorry…Was I not suppose to touch it?” you nervously pull your hands into your apron, worried that you could’ve just tanked any cool points you had with the Avengers. No one responded or even flinched.
“I’m just gonna walk away,” you say trying to walk as calmly as you can to the back of the shop.

Originally posted by mysharona1987

“Y/N, could you come by Stark tower today? Great, thanks.” Tony didn’t really give you a chance to answer or to question how he got your cellphone number. The call caught you off guard, but the second you heard Tony’s voice you knew what it was about. So when you reached the top level of Stark tower and the elevator doors opened to a room full of the Avengers, you decided to face the issue head-on. 

“This is about that hammer, isn’t it? Look I apologized, I didn’t know it was a big deal. I won’t do it again-” Natasha cut you off mid ramble.

“Y/N, we are not here to interrogate you. We just want some answers,” she said.

“Like how you, out of all of us, managed to lift that hammer.” Tony said, waving his hands as he spoke. “What are you exactly? Alien? Experiment? Super solider?”

“I’m nothing. I mean, I’m just human.” you replied.

“That’s not possible. Humans have never been worthy. They are too…normal.” Thor protested. 

“Sorry I disappointed you,” you said bitterly. Thor’s comment made you feel degraded. If he thought so little of people why did he put so much energy into saving them?

“She’s far from normal,” Tony said flicking a screen up above their heads. “Childhood started out simple enough but then came the parents.” Pictures of your family filled the screen and memories you spent years burying filled your head as Tony spoke. He talked through your life like a class presentation, pointing out your ups and downs as if they were company statistics. “Divorce, addiction, even spent some time living on the streets. Y/N, your life sounds like a Lifetime movie.”

“That’s enough! I came here to apologize, not to have who I am and where I come from dug through and deemed not ‘worthy.’” You weren’t shouting but your voice rang through Tony’s living room.
There was no way in hell you were going to let the Avengers see you cry, so you abruptly turned back towards the elevator and jammed the buttons until the doors closed. Knowing full well Tony could watch the elevator footage you kept on a brave face until you were completely out of the building.

“Well that didn’t go as planned.” said Bruce. 
She wasn’t what we planned, she’s human,” Thor said, frustrated.
“She wasn’t what we wanted,” Natasha added.

“But,” said Steve “maybe she’s exactly what we need.”

BTS reaction to you breaking up with them and they knew it was coming

Anon said: If is not much to ask can you do BTS reaction to you breaking up with them because they don’t even try to keep the relationship going? They just distance himself from you. Like they knew you will do that, that it will happen. I hope you can do it, thank you

Jungkook: Sitiing down with you on the couch, he kept looking at you, knowing something is up. He wouldn’t take his eyes off you.
“You, just… Don’t try anymore” you start to tear up and he does too. 
He knows it, that he done wrong.
“I’m sorry Jungkook..” he starts crying and looks away from you 
“But we need to break up” you added, your heart breaking apart
Jungkook would nod his head and cry even more. Silence would fill up the room, and the only sound is two of you crying. 

Originally posted by jungkookfortunekookies

Jimin: After you said you guys need to break up. He’ll be silent. He would tear up but not cry. He knew it was coming, that he messed up. He wouldn’t try to stop you from leaving cause’ there is no hope, no hope for ficing something he done. He loves you, and will for a long time, but knows you will be better on your own and happy with someone else.

Originally posted by ohparkjimin

Taehyung: “I love you. I know you hate me, but this is just the way I feel. O saw it coming long time ago. I know a “sorry” doesn’t mean anything to you at this point, but I am sorry Y/N.” 

Originally posted by pangguk

J-Hope: Soon as you leave, he’ll cry his eyes out. Will be so heart broken,  but knows it’s his fault. Would later realize what kind of perfect and wonderful person you are and taht he lost you and probably will never be able to see or be with again.  

Originally posted by jjilljj

Rap Monster: He would not cry at first. He’ll just say “I understand where you are coming from and I know this is the best way”. As he stays alone he would cover his face and just start crying. To let everything out he’ll write raps for you, about you, wirte everything down how he feels. Wanting you to know he messed up so fucking bad.

Originally posted by chimchams

Suga: He’s a tough guy. He doesn’t cry as often. Being without you he would feel the emptiness, like a puzzle missing. Same as Rap Monster he would either write songs or just play the piano. Play your favorite songs, melodies just so he can remember what good days were. 

Originally posted by loveblushes

Jin: He would tell you “I promise I will change” , “I’ll do anything to fix this.” , “I don’t want to lose you, please don’t leave”. But it would be too late. He would  understand what he put you through and what he done, he’ll cry and cry. Be changed man without you.

Originally posted by lavender-kills

Insecurities (Remus Lupin x plus size reader)

Prompt; Remus needs help overcoming his insecurities, so you help him.

Warnings; I don’t think any.

Originally posted by nellaey

You were sitting in the great hall with your friends, James Potter, Sirius Black, and Peter Pettigrew. But your boyfriend, Remus Lupin was no where to be seen. You continually checked  to see if he was walking in, but he never. It was probably your hundredth time checking but there was still no luck.

“Y/n?” Sirius waved his hand in front of my face “Watching the wall continually won’t make it move.” Sirius laughed, and you turned to him ignoring what he said.

“Where is Remus? Is he ok?” James and Sirius looked at each other.

“Y/n, you know full moon was a couple days ago, he needs rest.”

“But usually after two days, he’ll be fine.”

“Y/n, the moon was really rough.”

“So just more I reason why I should go help him.”

“No, y/n he told us he didn’t want anyone to see him.”

“Non sense, I’m going to your dorm room.” You got up from the table and headed for the exit of the great hall. You got to the common room and went up to the boy’s dorm room. You reached the boy’s dorm and knocked on the door you didn’t hear a reply, so you opened the door.

You walked in and looked over at Remus’s bed, which he wasn’t in. You walked over to it, and sat down deciding to  wait for Remus to come back to where ever he went.

“Y/n-n? What-what are you doing here.” Remus said shocked as he came in from the door.

“To see my boyfriend, duh.” You laughed “Come here.” Remus reluctantly walked over to you and sat down.

“Y/n this isn’t a good time.” He looked over at you, his eyes tearing up. Your furrowed your eyebrows “You-u don’t want to see-e me like this.” He began to cry.


“I look like crap, I have scratches all down my back, scratches that prove I am a monster.”

“Oh, Remus I don’t care about your scars, I have stretch marks, they’re basically the same thing.” You wrapped your arms around his body.

“No it’s not the same thing, your stretch marks remind me of how beautiful you are, my-my scars remind me of how I’m a monster-r.” He nuzzled his face into your neck, beginning to cry more.

“Oh please, Remus my stretch marks are anything but beautiful.” He just shook his head. “Here you know what we are going to do, help each other with our insecurities.” You laid down on the bed and moved Remus so he was hovering above you. You started to take off his sweater, slowly.

“Y/n……” Remus whispered.

“Shh.” You whispered back. You finished pulling the sweater of his head. “Now take something of mine off.” He nodded and also started to pull off your sweater. After he fully pulled off, you started to button his shirt but he stopped you bringing his hands down to his pants for you to take off.

You rolled your eyes, but still unzipped his pants, and he helped dragging them off of his legs. He looked into your eyes for a minute uncertain of what he should do. “Take another thing off, Remus.” He nodded and started undoing your shirt and pulled it over your arms.

He bit your lip, and leaned down to your chubby stomach. He started placing kisses all down your stomach. You lifted his chin so he was eyes level with him. You passionately kiss him, and started to unbutton his shirt. He then broke the kiss and moved your hand down to his boxers.

You laughed and rolled your eyes “Remus, I’m not taking off your boxers. Stop stalling.” He huffed and brought you hands back to the buttons of his uniform. You finished unbuttoning the last button, and slipped the shirt off of his body.

His chest had many old faded scars, while it also had new fresh red scars. He looked into your eyes, your almost naked bodies touching each other. “You aren’t disgusted, scared?” You shook your head.

“I love you Remus all of you. Now stand up.” He did what you told him and you grabbed his hands dragging him to the mirror that was in the corner of the room. Remus wrapped his arms around your chest, while he looked in the mirror.

“Look see, Remus we’re both not perfect.”

“You’re perfect.” He whispered in your ear his grip on you getting tighter “But me, y/n I’m a monster, you know that.”

“No Remus, you aren’t.” You turned him so he was in front of the mirror looking at himself. You stood behind him, starting to trace his scars with your hands “These scars these aren’t flaws, they remind me of how strong you are, how brave you are. Listen Remus I know it sucks having these things that make us insecure, but those things make us who we are.” You walked in front to where he was and kissed him passionately.

 He broke the kiss “Thank you.”

“Do you feel better?” He nodded. “I love you, Remus.”

“I love you too y/n,” He kissed your forehead “so much.”

Addewid (XVII)

Author: kpopfanfictrash

Pairing: You / Kai (Jongin)

Rating: PG-13

Word Count: 756

Genre: Fey!AU + Series

Summary: You cannot appeal to my better nature, for I have none. I am not human, little one.”

You’ve always known you were different. You’re able to see them, after all, able to see the Others. You’ve also always ignored them. Until the day comes where you’re forced to make a choice - one that throws your world into chaos. And sends you down a path you might never return from.

Originally posted by jonginssoo

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My Story during 19/09/2017 (Mexico City Earthquake)

TL;DR below

It is September 19, 2017 and we’ve just had an evacuation drill. We do not know what to do specifically, we just heard the alarm and evacuated each classroom at Tecnológico de Monterrey Campus Ciudad de México. It is close to 1:10 pm, we are in class, we are laughing and completing some assignment that I can remember now: Paris Climate Agreement. We can feel the ground shaking lightly; we look up from our devices, we stop talking, we look at each other. We think it is just another minor tremor, it feels lighter than the one we felt on September 7. We are wrong.
We feel it intensifying, the teacher is telling me to get up and join my classmates away from the windows, away from the heavy projector that is hanging in the middle of the classroom. I clutch the very first thing I see, my laptop. My laptop with the sunflowers in the cover, the sunflowers that are supposed to bring me hope. I do not know why, but I hug it close. I pray, as I join my classmates in a circle holding each other, let this be over let this be over let this be over. It was not.
The next thing I know, the building is swaying back and forth, the windows are cracking and I hear pieces falling from the ceiling. We are on the first floor on the building, we are closer to the floor, we look at each other terrified surely thinking about the other three floors above us. Floors full of students just like us that do not have an escape route from a possible collapse. We do. If we leave the classroom we will be greeted with the Claustro, the area where there is no roof above the building. Not another second goes by before we are already running outside, we are fleeing what we felt was a sure death.
I breakdown, I start crying, I cannot see what takes me to the center of the Claustro. I am engulfed by my classmates and by strangers, I can feel tears coming down my face and I can feel my friends comforting me. The movement has not stopped. The building is moving even more violently, with so much force I feel it will come down around, trapping so many of my friends, of my classmates. I cry and I shout, I feel like death is coming up behind us.
I look up as I hear a very loud sound, and I can see so many people escaping another building, so so scared. I hear other people crying, I try to calm down and dry my tears. I am not successful. All I can think of are my friends, my brother in another building’s fourth floor. Just meters away from me, but still very far out of my vision. I cannot believe what I am seeing, I fear for my life and everybody else’s. And I still do not know the place of origin of that horrible, horrible sound.
The movement stops. We evacuate the building. I take my friends’ hands and follow without uttering a single word. Everybody’s in shock, everybody fears the building will come down any minute if we do not move fast enough. I find myself in one of the courtyards, outside of the building I was in, but without view of the other buildings on campus. What I see completely shatters my heart. There are really big holes in the walls of the entire building, there are so many pieces of my school in the floor. I am so very scared. We all are. We are in the same courtyard we were at during the drill, this time hit by the reality of an earthquake.
The rest comes and goes in my mind. We are moved from one place to another until we are moved in front of another building. People breaking down, friends I cannot locate, parents entering campus trying to find their relatives. This was the building my brother was on, and I cannot locate him. I only have my laptop still clutched at my side, I had forgotten my cellphone in that now long forgotten classroom. Soon before we are moved outside campus, I find my brother and I completely break down. We have never hugged so tightly.
We wait hours before we can leave campus. I live far away from school, and the streets were cramped, the traffic stumped. I am lucky to have found a working phone to communicate with my mother. We learn the origin of the sound, eight bridges collapsed: three buildings that were connected on the four floors they have. We know there are students still inside helping clean the rubble from this collapses. We wait five hours with our hearts completely crushed.
Those bridges that collapsed saved many lives. They could have created enough to tension to actually bring down the buildings. Including the one I was on. I am lucky. Unfortunately, my school is devastated, my life and dreams completely shattered. We now know there are 5 confirmed deaths, 5 dreams and souls gone. Other 40 people were injured or rescued, thanks to my classmates’ efforts. We are completely in the dark about our classes.
But we are not the only tragedy. Coming home I learn about so many other tragedies that add to mine. Several buildings collapsed, including a school that had children trapped underneath. I hear about so many places in need of help, getting home is a challenge itself because of the heavy traffic. I know most of my family is okay and getting home and I am lucky. I know my home is okay, that it is still standing, and I am lucky. So many people were not.
My beloved Mexico City has declared an official State of Emergency. The epicenter of this deadly earthquake in the states of Puebla and Morelos is in ruins. So many people have been left homeless, with no food or shelter for the time being. So little attention has been put on them. As I write this, we are coming close to 300 lost lives.
You have probably heard about the insane support that my beautiful people have given. As inspiring and incredible as it is, really hard months are upon us. We have weeks in which the amount of internal support will not be enough to relief the many victims of this disaster. This is were YOU come in dear reader, you can help with as little as you have, reblogging this post and/or my others. I will only be posting about this tragedy. Please help in any way you can, this help will be greatly appreciated and of much much use. Currency disparity is now working in our favor: a dollar is worth approximately 18 pesos right now. Every donation, as small as it may be, will help enormously.

TL;DR: Mexico City has declared a State of Emergency after the 19/09/2017 earthquake. We will need every piece of help that YOU can offer, even as time goes by. Posts about aid are in my blog, please PLEASE help any way you can. My school (TEC CCM) is shattered and I am very very lucky I am alive. The bridges that collapses SAVED my life and many others’.

Thank you for reading this. Thank you from the bottom of my heart. Just wanted to tell my story to help communicate this tragedy. I love you and appreciate my current situation very much.

Fresh Start - Part 6

Pairing: Barry Allen x Reader

Featuring Cisco Ramon, Felicity Smoak, Oliver Queen and Thea Queen.

Words: 1412

Warnings: none

Tags: @onceuponateenpanwolfian@gothesimplethingsinlife @writingsofagirlintomanyfandoms  @kindfloweroflove @moonlightbae14 @jade-cheshire

Request: none

Notes: this one takes place in Star City so there will be no Reader-Barry moment but both of them are named of course! 

Originally posted by bazingagubicorn

PART 1  /  PART 2  /  PART 3  /  PART 4  /  PART 5  /  PART 7  /  PART 8  /  PART 9

That morning Barry tried to call you a thousand times and all of them he was sent to your voicemail. At the beginning he just tried to call you again, but then he started leaving messages, apologising over and over again for leaving you, trying to meet up with you again but you wouldn’t return his calls.

“What’s with you today man? You’re completely off” Cisco asked.

“It’s…” he sighed. “It’s this girl I met at the station” he shrugged looking at his best friend.

“(Y/N)?” He asked. Barry nodded as he leaned against the table. “What happened?”

“I was on a date with her last night when the robbery took place” Barry explained. “I…left her there alone and now she’s not returning my calls or my messages” he said.

“You’re screwed” Cisco chuckled, earning a serious look from his friend. “The second time you meet up with her and the second time you leave her alone. It’s not me talking. It’s the facts” he shrugged.

“I know” Barry sighed as he took his phone out and tried to call you again.

Once again, you didn’t pick up the phone but at least you sent him a quick message saying you were in Star City.

“She left” Barry frowned as he read the text message.

“What?” Cisco asked confused.

“She’s back at Star City” the speedster replied looking at Cisco. “Did I really mess it up that bad?” He frowned.

Cisco sighed looking at his friend, wishing he had an answer that would make him feel better. But he didn’t.

By the time you got to Star City, you went straight to the hospital, not wasting any time. Once you found out in which room your sister was you hurried upstairs to find Felicity waiting at the door.

“Felicity!” You exclaimed running over her.

“(Y/N) what are you doing here?” She asked surprised when she saw you.

“Oliver told me” you replied giving her a quick hug. “What happened? How is she?” You asked.

“She had a…car crash” Felicity frowned. “She will be fine but they had to perform a surgery due to an internal bleeding” she explained.

“Oh god, where’s Oliver?” You asked.

“In there with her, you can go as well” she said rubbing your arm.

“Thanks” you said.

Taking a deep breath, you opened the door of the room and walked in quietly. When you looked up, you almost started crying as you saw your sister unconscious on the bed, her hear bandaged and cuts and bruises all over her face and arm. Oliver was seated next to the bed but when he saw you, he got up and walked over you to hug you tight.

“What happened?” You asked hugging him back.

“Car crash” he whispered not letting you go. “Thanks for coming” he added finally pulling away.

“Nothing to thank for” you replied shaking your head before walking to the bed. “Oh my god, Thea…” you teared up. Seeing her up close was even worse.

“It’s not as bad as it looks” Oliver said behind you.

“That’s something I guess” you whispered taking her hand carefully. “Has she been unconscious the whole time?” You asked while Oliver sat down again.

“Yes” he nodded looking at her.

“But she will be ok, won’t she?” You asked.

“Of course” he replied looking at you. “She’s strong. You know she is” he added. With a gulp you nodded your head and looked down at her again.

You two stayed silent just looking at her. Her breathing was constant and her heartbeat was normal as well, but seeing her like this was too much for you. And your phone constantly buzzing with Barry’s calls and messages wasn’t helping at all. You weren’t in the mood to think about him and what he had done at the moment. Thea was more important.

“It looks like someone really wants to talk to you” Oliver commented when you took your phone out after it buzzed for the third time in ten minutes.

“Indeed” you sighed typing and quick text and turning off the phone.

“Who is it?” He asked curious.

“No one important” you replied. The last thing you needed was Oliver taking on his protective brother role.

Back in Central City, Barry felt so guilty. He knew what he had done was so wrong but he never thought you would take it so personally. Of course, he couldn’t blame you. You didn’t know a thing about his double life so for you, all he had done was leaving you alone. But what excuse could he say now? Work again? It wouldn’t work and you didn’t deserve it.

“What am I going to do?” Barry asked.

They were waiting for Caitlin to find out where Black Siren might be to help Gypsy. She had come to this world chasing her after the meta from Earth-2 killed the chief of the police department back in Gypsy’s earth. Meanwhile, Barry couldn’t keep his thoughts away from you.

“Don’t worry, those earbuds I built won’t be affected by the Siren cry” Cisco said.

“I meant about (Y/N)” Barry replied. “It’s not like a can tell her I’m The Flash but every time we’ve been out, something came up. What am I supposed to tell her?”

“I think right now you need to be focused on this, Barry” Cisco advised him. “(Y/N) will be back and you will be able to make it up for her. Right now…we have another problem” he said looking at the screen. Barry nodded and walked to stand next to him and look at the computer.

“You’re right. Sorry” he said looking at Cisco.

“No problem” he smiled and patted Barry’s back. “But she hit you hard huh” he added with a smirk.

“You have no idea” Barry sighed, not really understanding where all those feelings about you came from.

Somehow, Oliver had convinced you to go the cafeteria at the hospital to grab something to eat with Felicity. You didn’t really want to. All you wanted to do was being with Thea and being there when she woke up, but Oliver insisted and you didn’t really have the strength to argue with him.

So there you were, with a sandwich in front of you as you told Felicity about your few days in Central City.

“And who’s the guy?” She smiled.

“What?” You hadn’t said anything about Barry so it kind of confused you that she asked.

“Since you turned on your phone, that thing hasn’t stopped buzzing. I don’t think a friend would be that interested on reaching you. Plus, it says Barry on the screen” she said pointing at the phone.

“I hate you” you laughed putting the phone away. “It’s nothing. He was helping me with an article I had to write” you shrugged. “Then we went on a date and he literally left me there alone so I’m not returning his calls”

“He left?” She frowned.

“Yep” you chuckled. “He got a phone call, went out to talk and never came back in” you shrugged. “Don’t tell Oliver, please. He would freak out if he knew that there is a guy around” you asked her.

“Don’t worry about it. My lips are sealed” she winked at you.

“Thank you” you smiled at her. “You will always be my favourite Oliver’s ex-girlfriend” you smirked.

“Shut up” she laughed.

Your phone buzzed again but you didn’t even look at it since you supposed it was Barry but since it didn’t stop you looked at it and got up. It was Oliver. Thea was awake. Felicity and you hurried upstairs without even finishing your food.

“Thea, thanks god” you said when you walked into the room and saw your sister awake.

“(Y/N) what are you doing here?” She frowned.

“Oliver told me. I wasn’t going to stay at Central City knowing you were here” you told her.

“Oliver’s an idiot” she sighed taking your hand. “But I’m glad you’re here” she smiled a little at you.

“I’m here” Oliver said.

“I know. Still an idiot” Thea smirked making you laugh.

“I’m so glad you’re ok” you sighed squeezing her hand.

“I’m a Queen, of course I am” she winked at you. “But really, you didn’t have to come all the way here” she repeated.

“I’m here and there is nothing you can do to change it” you shrugged.

“You’re so stubborn” she sighed.

“I’m a Queen, of course I am” you smirked.

“Fuck you” she laughed making you laugh as well.

After a while the doctors came in to check on your sister so the rest of you were told to wait outside. Felicity said she had to take care of a few things and, after saying she would be back later, she left, leaving you and Oliver alone.

“How are you?” He asked after you took a seat.

“Better now” you smiled at your brother while he sit next to you. “I’m just happy she’s ok” you added with a shrug.

“Me too” he nodded after letting out a huge breath. “I’m also glad you’re here. We miss you, you know?” he said looking at you.

“And I miss you too. Every single day” you smiled at him.

“How’s college?” He asked leaning against the seat.

“Really interesting!” You told him with a big smile. “I love most of my classes and people is really nice and helpful” you said.

“I’m glad you like it” he smiled. “But I still miss you” he said making you laugh.

“You can visit anytime you want” you shrugged.

“Believe me, I will. Specially to find out who’s that guy that won’t stop calling you” he said pointing at the buzzing phone in your hand.

“Stop that” you laughed throwing the phone in your bag.