why do i look at pictures of food when i'm hungry

Concrete lion

Happy birthday to a fabulous lady, @papofglencoe! I’ve been working on this story for a while and it’s very close to my heart. As are you. So this is my gift to you. Thank you for your friendship and support in everything! I love you! <3

Rated M for mature themes. Unbetaed so forgive my mistakes.

Keep reading

Chocobros + Nyx | Camping HC

Couldn’t resist doing camping headcanons for the boys after all the beautiful nature scenes I see on my dash everyday courtesy of @opalandowl 💕

So here you go, headcanons for who would be the best camping companion.

  • Bet you thought the Sleepy Prince is the worst person to camp with, well you’re wrong.
  • Noctis is surprisingly good at camping.
  • …he’s just lazy…as all hell.
  • Why do all the work when Gladio and Ignis are around anyways?
  • But seriously, Noct is always getting dragged into doing one thing or another by Gladio and Ignis, so he’s become proficient in a little bit of everything.
  • Who do you think helps Gladio pitch the tent when Ignis is busy making dinner? Or vice versa?
  • To Noct’s initial dismay and subsequent relief, they certainly don’t look to Prompto for help.
  • Did I mention, the boy can fish up a storm?
  • Sure, Noct’s not great at cooking…
  • But grilling isn’t cooking and his grilled fish are to die for.
  • One never has to worry about going hungry when camping with the Prince.
  • #nevergohungry
  • Also, he can use magic.
  • Need to boot up the generator? Thunder spell for that.
  • No fire starter? Fire spell it is.
  • Really hot day? Or just need a cooler to keep the food fresh? One Blizzard coming right up.
  • Just don’t expect Noctis to be the one to extend an invitation to go camping.
  • While he’s good at it, lazy boy would rather stay in a hotel with room service so he can maximize Kings Knight and sleep time.
  • 9/10. Would recommend (if you can manage to drag him camping, that is).
  • Prompto is an abysmal camper. He hates it and he sucks at it.
  • Sleeping on the ground sucks.
  • Being stinky and unable to shower sucks.
  • The amount of creepy, crawly bugs suck.
  • “Seriously, why can’t we just stay at a motel?”
  • Need help pitching a tent? Don’t ask Prompto, he’ll lose a pole. 
  • Yes. A whole pole.
  • Need help cooking? 
  • This Chocoboy spends so much time trying to take photos of the food that sometimes he’ll let it burn.
  • Or he’d purposefully undercook the food because it looks more aesthetically pleasing.
  • “That’s how professionals take food pictures,” he’ll whine.
  • After Ignis caught on that Prompto is more of a hindrance at camp than a help, he sent Prompto off to gather some mushrooms and herbs.
  • He returns with weeds and…well…poisonous mushrooms.
  • Prompto is the reason why Noct is so good at camping. No one wants him to help, not after his fifth snafu.
  • Seriously. If you had to go camping and could only bring one other person with you…
  • Do.
  • Not.
  • Bring.
  • Prompto.
  • 0/10. Do not recommend. I repeat, do not recommend. Not even as a last resort.
  • Ignis is always prepared, except for when he’s not.
  • You won’t have to worry about food or provisions when you’re with him.
  • He always checks everything thrice before heading out…
  • The guy is basically a boyscout.
  • And no one can cook quite as well as Ignis does in the wilderness.
  • Sometimes you wonder how he pulls it off at all with the sparse amount of equipment on hand.
  • …but anyways, contingent dilemmas are not his forte.
  • He’ll know how to pitch the tent because he’s practiced before, with all the parts.
  • But if something goes wrong, and something always does go wrong, Ignis isn’t always able to fix it.
  • Like the time Prompto accidentally dropped the tent pole off the cliff.
  • Ignis was about to call it a night and suggest sleeping in the car before Gladio went off into the woods to find a branch of similar size and thickness.
  • Other than that, he’ll have thought of everything before the trip.
  • Portable heater and extra blankets for cool nights.
  • Ice packs and a mini fan for hot summer evenings.
  • Be warned, however, Ignis without Ebony will make for a bad time in the mornings.
  • 7/10. Recommended with reservations. Bring Ebony. Lots of.
  • You think Galdio would be King of Camp don’t you?
  • He is basically a walking advertisement for the great outdoors, he has to be an expert.
  • But he’s not.
  • Not really.
  • Because all you’ll be eating is Cup Noodles the whole time.
  • The first two or three meals are fine because it’s nice to indulge in unhealthy snacks once in a while
  • But after having Cup Noodles for the third day in a row, your body will start to hate you for the amount of sodium and carbs you’re ingesting…and the lack of proper protein and fiber.
  • On the bright side, Gladio is prepared for all kinds of situations.
  • Hole in tent?
  • No problem, he’ll just patch it up with some straw or leaves.
  • No matches?
  • Don’t worry, he’ll rub one out (hahaha, no, not that kind of rubbing).
  • Really fucking cold?
  • The man is a walking furnace.
  • Really fucking hot?
  • Tough luck, his body heat will suffocate you in the tent.
  • 6/10. Please remember to pack your own food. And maybe a separate tent for those hot and stormy nights.
  • The King of Camp is none other than our Galahdan Glaive.
  • Why you ask?
  • The man practically grew up in the wilderness (his mama always did call him a wild boy).
  • Growing up, there wasn’t a weekend he didn’t spend out in the forest with Libertus and Selena.
  • They’d pitch up a makeshift tent using straw and leaves because they were too poor to buy actual tents, but it did the job more than well.
  • Camping with Nyx will probably entail a lot of sleeping under the stars because that’s what he thinks real camping is.
  • Don’t worry though, the man’s not a masochist, he’ll pitch a tent for rainy days and winter nights.
  • But really, don’t worry about being cold, because let’s not forget Nyx is more than adept at magic.
  • Worried about food? Don’t be.
  • Nyx’s been foraging for food his whole life. From his time as a child in Galahd, to his time in the Kingsglaive (standard issued rations make for disgusting meals, he’d rather eat what he could gather when given the choice).
  • If you’re near a river, be prepared to be fucking amazed.
  • Have you ever seen someone catch a fish with their bare hands?
  • Whelp, Nyx is a fucking expert at it.
  • The way his body stills before he pounces towards a catch is simultaneously graceful and so amusing you can’t help but compare him to a cat…cougar? Coeurl?
  • “Believe it or not,” he says, “Libs is even better at this than me.”
  • The thought of Libertus, with pants rolled up to his thighs, being sprightlier than Nyx has you wiping tears of laughter from your eyes.
  • 11/10. 100% would fucking recommend. Bring Libertus and Crowe for added fun.
Your Move

The nine times Simon and Baz prank each other and the one time they don’t

Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10

March 24


Curses are an interesting breed of magic.  They require a certain level of creativity.  Like a charm, curses are often made of the mage’s own words rather than the scripted lines of a spell.  The tricky thing about curses, though, is the choice of words.  Curses thrive on poetry.  They have a flair for the dramatic, eloquent lines of verse instead of magic thrown haphazardly into a few words.  

           Curses are showy and elegant, which is why they are so well-fitted to villains.

           This morning I’m out the door before Snow has even begun to stir, my wand tucked into my pocket.  The passages are cold with the morning frost, and birdsong echoes off the stone of the walls.

           I spent all of last evening crafting this curse, after I’d dumped the rest of my tea out the window.  Salt.  He’d turned the sugar into salt, and I hadn’t even had the sense to stop after the first sip. I just had to keep drinking, even before I was sure he had done anything to it.  Pride and spite are just two sides of the same coin.

           I’m the first one in the dining hall, which is exactly what I’d hoped for.  The tables are set, the chairs are tucked in, and the mouth-watering aroma of pastry wafts from behind the closed kitchen doors.  Immediately my eyes are drawn to a particular seat towards the right of the hall.  It’s the first place I look every time I enter, and from that moment on it’s the place I avoid looking at for the rest of the meal.

           As I make my way over to Snow’s seat, I find myself stepping lightly and my heart starting to pick up, like I think I might get caught.  The involuntary adrenaline of the oncoming curse increases as I reach the spot. What luck that Snow hasn’t sat anywhere else since our first year.

           Pulling my wand from my pocket, I cast a quick look around the room to make sure no one has snuck up on me, and take a breath that reaches deep within my belly, igniting that familiar spark of magic.  I lower the wand to tap Snow’s plate.

“Tick tock, hard as rock,

Stone and glass and marble block,

Soft and fluffy cherry scone

To his teeth be hard as bone,

Any food to touch this face,

Toughness of cement encase,

And when hands do wash this plate,

Return then to your former state.”

           I don’t see any obvious change in the plate I’m cursing, but I know it will work.  The spark has fanned into a flame, dancing through the wand and sinking into the glass.

           It takes a few seconds longer for my magic to burn out and my heart rate to slow back down, but as soon as I feel it soften I turn and leave the dining hall.


When I return later, I do the same thing as I always do.  I glance at Snow’s seat to find it empty still, and then make my way to my own table on the far side of the room.  Dev and Niall are already there, and they both give me a silent nod as I slide into my seat.  I can’t help but look back at Snow’s table, my eyes darting from the door to where Bunce is already waiting and back again.

           “Everything alright?” Dev catches me scanning the crowd of students.  “You look jumpy.”

           “Didn’t get much sleep,” I tell him, and he shrugs like he doesn’t particularly care if I’m telling the truth or not.

           When Snow appears in the doorway, I automatically drop my gaze back down to my empty plate.  I don’t see him sit down at his spot, exchange pleasantries with Bunce, jump back up to retrieve the famed sour cherry scones from the front of the hall, and yet I still manage to see all of it.  It’s in my periphery, it’s constantly on the edge of my awareness, biting through the shell I keep trying to put up around myself.

           I can’t help but watch when he brings the first scone to his mouth.

           The effect is visibly immediate.  His eyes widen and his free hand flies to his mouth. Bunce looks concerned, and Snow is staring at the scone in betrayal.  Tentatively he goes in for another, much smaller bite.  Once again he is the picture of dismay.

           My tea for your scones, I think.  Fair.

           But he looks so miserable that it almost takes some of the fun out of it.

           I see Bunce drop one of her own scones onto his plate, and I can’t help snickering at her mistake when he can’t bite into that one, either.

           I remember to look anywhere else just as Snow casts a withering glare in my direction.

           We’re even, don’t you dare try to pull anything.

           But if we don’t settle it officially, he will do just that.

           I push my chair back from the table and stand, mumbling an excuse of “not hungry” before stalking to the doors.  I feel Snow’s eyes on me the whole way.

           When he catches up with me, I’m leaning casually against the stone wall just out of sight of the dining hall, my arms crossed, a bored expression smoothed onto my face.  Snow marches up to me, red-cheeked and scowling.

           “What the fuck did you do, Baz?” he growls, his tone accusatory.

           “Magic, Snow,” I tell him, not wasting time pretending it wasn’t me.  “It’s what we came to Watford to learn, did no one ever tell you?”

           “You spelled my food?” he says like it’s the worst offense in the world.

           “Cursed, actually, and it’s the plate, not the scones themselves.  That’s why Bunce couldn’t help you.”

           He backs off an inch or two, crossing his arms over his chest in a mimic of my own posture.  “So that’s how you want to play?”

           “Don’t peg this on me, Snow,” I raise an eyebrow at him, “you’re the one who had to start something.”

           “But you responded,” he retorts, a lock of bronze falling into his eyes, “and you made it personal.”

           “Because what could be more personal than scones?”

           “I’m not kidding, Baz.”  He takes a confrontational step closer and I’m glad no one is around to see my shoulders stiffen.  “This isn’t over.”

           Of course it’s not.  Because he’s Simon Snow and I’m Baz Pitch, and we’re enemies.  It can never just be “over” for us.

           So I lean as close as I dare, holding his blazing gaze in my own.  “Fine,” I murmur, “have it your way.”

           “It’s on.”

           “Your move.”

  • James Potter to Why has prongs added evans? :
  • James: Lily you left your book at the house yesterday.
  • Peter: oooooo why was she at our house james. why.
  • James: she was studying with Remus you prick. Change the name of this group.
  • Sirius: No way you trashed our group by adding her. now you have to live with the consequences.
  • Sirius Black changed the group name to; James has a boner for Evans:
  • James Potter removed Sirius Black from the group:
  • Lily: what is going on?
  • James Potter removed Lily Evans from the group:
  • .
  • James: hey Lily you want to come over and revise?
  • Lily: you do a biology degree? I do history??
  • James: divorced. beheaded. died. divorced. beheaded. survived.
  • Lily: ...
  • James: I'm also ordering pizza for everyone.
  • Lily: I'll be there at 6.
  • .
  • Remus: Sirius you need to stop annoying Lily.
  • Sirius: what??? how dare you... Evans loves me
  • Lily: you piss me off Black
  • Sirius: betrayal...
  • Lily: i'm sorry but you took about a thousand photos on my phone of your newly done eyebrows and filled up all my storage.
  • Sirius: you should b honoured.... Remus would b
  • Remus: Sirius, I have to spend enough time with you showing me in person.. I really don't need pictures.
  • Sirius: you guys suck. I'm adding Jamie
  • Sirius Black added James Potter:
  • Sirius: you love my eyebrows don't you James?
  • James: of course Pads
  • Sirius: awwww see
  • Lily: but Sirius my phone isn't working because of your stupid eyebrows
  • James: fuck your eyebrows Sirius.
  • Sirius Black added Peter Pettigrew to the group:
  • Sirius: Pete, you like my eyebrows right
  • Peter: yeah i guess?
  • Sirius: haha! told you guys
  • Remus: ugh..
  • Lily: srsly
  • Peter: wait you've all been on a chat without me?
  • Peter: ...
  • Peter: hello?
  • .
  • James: Pete did you put my green jumper in the wash?
  • Peter: it was on the floor of the bathroom.. so yes I put it in the wash.
  • Peter: have you considered therapy?
  • .
  • Lily: hey can I come over and steal some of your food? I'm broke and hungry... plus your house is really warm for some reason?
  • Remus: Okay, but i must warn you James is doing shirtless karaoke in the sitting room with Sirius.
  • Lily: thats okay.
  • Remus: Is it now?
  • Lily: be quiet and come open your front door.
  • .
  • Lily Evans to; I guess she's here to stay then..:
  • Lily: oh my word Sirius I just looked... my eyebrows look amazing
  • Sirius: I told you. Say it. I'm a genius.
  • Remus: Oh be quiet Padfoot.
  • Sirius: Make me.
  • James: ugh guys take the sexual tension somewhere else pleaseeee
  • Sirius: gladly.
  • Lily: hahahahah
  • James: where are you right now?
  • Lily: coffee shop on the corner. Why?
  • James: because my house is no longer safe for my precious ears. I'm running away to find you.
  • .
  • James: oh my god shes so pretty
  • Peter: i know
  • James: and her eyes
  • Peter: I am aware
  • James: ugh and her hair
  • Peter: yup....
  • James: god she is so beautiful
  • Peter: so why aren't you telling her this?
  • James: don't be an idiot Wormtail.
  • .
  • Sirius: mooonyyyyyyyyyy
  • Sirius: moony my ray of sunshine
  • Sirius: light to my darkness
  • Sirius: hope to my dismay
  • Sirius: my brightest star
  • Sirius: mooooooonnnyyyyy
  • Remus: What.
  • Sirius: I love you.
  • Remus: ...
  • Remus: What did you do.
  • Sirius: I got jam on your jumper by accident... not a big deal i think i can clean it
  • Sirius: oh shit no i've made it worse
  • Remus: Fuck you do not touch anything I swear to God Padfoot. I'm coming home right now and stabbing you.
  • Sirius: I love you
  • Sirius: Remus?
  • Sirius: crap okay I'm hiding
  • .
  • Lily: Rem you're staring at Sirius' butt
  • Remus: He has a nice butt.
  • Remus: and nice hair.
  • Remus: damn I'm so gay for him.
  • Lily: I would hope so, you've been together for like two years now?
  • Remus: He has great eyes too..
  • Lily: James has nice eyes
  • Remus: :-) what
  • Lily: What? Me? What?
  • Lily: pretend i didn't just send that
  • Lily: my point is you're staring at Sirius' butt and the lecturer has noticed and is glaring at you.
  • Remus: oh shit.
  • .
  • James Potter changed the name of the group to; Party tonight and we are all going bitches get yourselves ready:
  • Remus: That's really how you're going to announce it?
  • Sirius: gets the point across, I like it
  • James: thanks pads
  • James: I've invited Lily too.
  • Peter: oooooooo
  • James Potter added Lily Evans to the group:
  • Lily: woo hoo party!!!
  • .
  • Sirius Black changed the name of the group to; 'James got drunkkkkk af':
  • Sirius Black changed the name of the group to; 'Lily got smashed':
  • Sirius Black changed the name of the group to; 'and they totally kissed':
  • Sirius Black changed the name of the group to; 'like a proper snog alll nightttt longggggg':
  • Sirius Black changed the name of the group to; 'James wants to sleep with Evans':
  • Sirius Black changed the name of the group to; 'and now he finally knows Evans wants to bang him tooooooo':
  • Sirius Black changed the name of the group to; 'they in loveeeeeeeeee':
  • James Potter removed Sirius Black from the group:
  • Remus: He's not wrong though...
  • Lily Evans removed Remus Lupin from the group:
  • Peter: what no how did i miss this historical moment!!!!!
  • James Potter removed Peter Pettigrew from the group:
  • .
  • James: hey
  • Lily: hi
  • James: how you feeling?
  • Lily: okay i guess...
  • James: cool cool cool...
  • Lily: look about last night-
  • James: about last night
  • Lily: haha...
  • James: I'd do it again.
  • Lily: what?
  • James: I mean if you wanted to obviously! and not like drunk and sloppy like last night haha... but i would kiss you again... if you would want me to... I mean i know we're just friends and stuff but... you're really pretty is what I'm trying to say....
  • Lily: I'd like that.
  • James: what?
  • Lily: if you kissed me again.
  • .
  • James Potter added Sirius Black, Remus Lupin and Peter Pettigrew to the group:
  • Lily: I'm still here.
  • James: :-)
  • Lily: :-)
  • This was inspired by another post like this i saw a while back, but now can't find, and from suggestion i recently got.
  • Send me in any other ideas!
Twisted Desires Chapter Seventeen

A/N - There’s a lot of stuff coming up that is dark. It’s just the path the story took. All chapters will have specific warnings when needed.

Quick Info - The twins turn a year old. Changes have happened and a huge move for the family.
Word Count - 2644
Warnings - language, angst, a little fluff

Part seventeen of twenty five. Hope you enjoy this series as much as i enjoyed writing it.

This is my first Jensen series. I mean no disrespect toward Jensen or Danneel. This is purely a fictitious story that I tried with Dean but it didn’t work as well. Thank you to @leatherwhiskeycoffeeplaid, @tankcupcakes and @atc74 for their beta and encouragement with this series.

Twisted Desires Masterlist

My Masterlist

Twisted Desires Chapter Seventeen

Keep reading

anonymous asked:

Dude but you know how you get the after endings when you get the good endings? Imagine if you got an after ending for the bad ends too. Like I'm imagining like the one where unknown takes you to be his assistant in the beginning if you don't cooperate with him, the 50 shades of Han, and... omg, i dont think I'd want to see the one where you jump out of the window in one of jumins bad ends T_T though i know they do kind of do that by having a 'one year later' thing but that's the normal end?

lmao why must you hurt me so anon :(

Jumin: (50 shades end)

  • live in enforced luxury all day, you’re never hungry but always bored
  • R18 scenes ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
  • actually just a series of mini games where u feed the cat and brush her and send regular pictures of her on your phone to him at work lmao
  • devolves into a nekoatsume knockoff where u have 2 feed the cats 3 kinds of cat food or they don’t attend your backyard party
  • side quests where u have exactly 90 seconds between taking off your GPS shoes and the appearance of security
  • there’s no punishment, you just get restarted in the living room every time and have to figure out how to leave the penthouse within those 90 seconds
  • the moment you figure it out and can finally leave, he gets back from work just as you’re leaving through the door and asks you where you are going
  • too bad you’re an absolute masochist and will walk back inside with him just to do it all over again the next day
  • it never ends, but you’re less bored because of it

Yoosung: (yandere end)

  • you are forced to dye your hair blond and grow it out
  • your name is rika now
  • the whole game is you trying to find ways to get away with murdering him
  • you kill him but he keeps coming back
  • he kills you but you keep coming back
  • turns out you were his main LOLOL character all along!
  • life is an illusion time is a construct


  • gets in your business with everyone you meet
  • pesters you about every love interest and how he’s definitely better
  • oh wait THAT’S CANON


  • collapses after working too hard
  • you’re actually the nurse in the ward
  • she starts recovering after you visit her every day and listen to her trash jumin every waking moment
  • no pets allowed in hospital she is bLESSED
  • oopse it became a good end my bad


  • you’re caught by Saeran and used to blackmail Seven into complying with the orders he gives him
  • you realize Rika is in charge but you lived in her apartment long enough to know her weaknesses
  • maybe she takes sleeping pills that knock her out and nobody else knows but you’ve seen the bottles in the bathroom cabinet
  • you KNOW
  • because you look innocent and let yourself be used nobody expects it when you mURDER THAT HO IN HER SLEEP


  • you both go into a mental hospital and get help because let’s be honest something is off and you shouldn’t do it alone
  • I mean did you eat?
  • do you ever eat?
  • the whole route is you playing mini games with him that alleviate anxiety and try to keep up with your medication on time
  • no stress or drama
  • you’ve already had your bad end, saeran, let’s work our way up to a good end
  • gentle soft words and lots of hugs
  • you can cry and throw things if it makes you feel better but you don’t have to
  • it’s ok now ♥


  • the house is a mess
  • leopard print is consistently slammed in fashion magazines
  • this house is in an unaCCEPTABLE CONDITION!

anonymous asked:

Could you do a headcannon where the MC has an eating disorder and the rfa (+v and saeran) find out and how they would react?

Sure, sure!! Thanks for the request, anon!! TRIGGER WARNING: ANOREXIA


-You and Yoosung binge ate

-And then you finally beat the boss in LOLOL

-By that time

-It was 2am

-As Yoosung lumbered off to bed

-You went to bathroom

-Time to get this over with

-It was about a month ago

-You and Yoosung went to a LOLOL Convention

-And Yoosung being Yoosung

-Made you cosplay with him

-“Yoosung, please, I’m not skinny enough to be a cosplayer.”


-You finally gave in and dressed up

-The whole time you were there you felt self conscious

-You couldn’t help but look at everyone’s fit, beautiful body


-You leaned over the toilet

-until you heard a whimper

-You turned your head in horror to see Yoosung leaning on the door

-He slowly slides down until he is seated

-tears are streaming down his face

-“MC, just..why..?”

-You slowly walk over to him

-but before you can say anything

-He grabs you and wraps you in a tight hug

-“MC…it was that time wasn’t it… the convention..I’m so sorry..MC…”

-“Yoosung.. I…-”

-“MC, I don’t understand… you’re perfect. Perfect in every way possible. I love you, MC, and it… it hurts to see you like this..”

-His face is red from crying

-his eyes gave such a sorrowful look you couldn’t bare to see

-“Please, MC, Please.”

-You told him about it

-He told you over and over that you’re beautiful

-even if it makes him blush

-And he secretly hates cosplaying now


-You got up from your dinner the two you were eating

-“Ah–MC, there’s still food on you plate”

-“I-Oh-I’m not hungry.”

-You’re never hungry

-Jaehee noticed this and took careful note of when you were actually eating

-One night

-You hovered over the toilet

-You stuck two fingers in your mouth

-You threw up the small amount of food you ate


-you sensed someone’s presence


-You turned and saw Jaehee staring at you

-Her horrified expression hurt more than your stomach

-“I-uh… Jaehee..”

-Her hand covered her mouth

-You can hear inaudible sentences in-between sobs

-She reaches for you and holds you in a tight embrace

-“MC, you’re beautiful. I love you. You have to eat something, please.”

-You both cry together

-Later she makes you one of your favorite foods

-And you both snuggle together as she talks to you until you fall asleep


-It happened about two weeks ago

-One of Zen’s fans was trashing you and on the internet

-“Omi god did you see Zen’s girlfriend? Such an ugly bitch. How much does she eat?! Fucking fat ass! I guess anyone can be Zen’s girlfriend Lol!”

-You knew that it was probably some girl that was jealous of you but the harsh words got to you

-And soon

-You were fasting

-It was this particular night

-You thought he wouldn’t be home from his acting practice so soon

-“MC! I’m home!”

-He looks around

-when he doesn’t find you

-He gets a little nervous

-he literally searches the entire apartment

-And where does he find you?

-In your room, weighing yourself again

-His face changes to one of remorse

-“MC, this is the fifth time today.”

-Before you can say anything

-He kisses you

-“MC, you’re beautiful, inside and out. I love you with all my heart…What happened?”

-You tell him about the fans comment


-Similar to Yoosung, he’ll constantly tell you how beautiful you are

-almost as if he’s blaming himself

-he’ll totally sweet talk you and flirt with you pretty much the same tbh


-It was after the meeting that you realized

-Jumin was getting a lot of attention from girls lately

-you are just his girlfriend not for long

-they all looked very different but there was one thing they all had in common

-they were all very skinny

-You felt disgusted with yourself

-comparing your body to theirs

-Finding all the flaws

-so you decided to fast

-just a few more months and you’ll look flawless.

-You stood over the toilet

-when you were finished, you wiped your mouth and turn to open the door

-but the door was open

-and there stood Jumin

-he didn’t speak or do anything for a moment

-which was

-truth be told

-scarier than if he was to yell at you

-He just


-with that solemn face that broke your heart


-He grabbed you and held you in his arms

-He didn’t say anything for a while

-“…..MC…how long have you been like this?…..How long have I not been here for you?..”

-His face was red from crying and his voice came out cracked and hoarse

-Jumin held you tighter

-“I love you MC…so much.”

-“I know you do Jumin. I love you, too.”

-He cradles you in his arms and rocks you back and forth in his arms until you fall asleep


-You hadn’t eaten anything in weeks

-You would always refuse to take part in his “Honey Buddha Chip Fest”

-Seven was beginning to notice your eating habits, or rather the neglect of it

-“Wait, MC, did you have dinner yet?”

-You nodded and plastered the best smile you could before walking up stairs to do it

-Seven had suspected it for a while

-and as he walked upstairs

-all that he feared

-was right there

-His girlfriend

-throwing up

-You turned around in surprise

-Actually, you half expected him crack some joke

-But all expectations were shattered when you saw her boyfriend

-with his hands covering his face

-and tears.

-Seven was crying.

-“How could I not know about this? I thought I knew everything about you..but..”

-You began to cry too.

-“Seven… please… it’s not your fault…”

-You two sat there


-and suddenly felt all warm

-Seven was hugging you

-“MC, your hilarious, your beautiful, you’ve got the most wonderful personality…please don’t do this to yourself.”

-You two continued hugging each other

-later he made you eat a lot


-V has always liked taking pictures of you

-but you

-hated it

-“MC, please? One more photo?”

-you were sometimes even in magazines

-you saw yourself

-in a magazines with all those beautiful women

-and then there’s you.

-It had been a month since you started fasting

-and now here you are…

-hovering over the toilet


-You didn’t notice


-V had walked into the bathroom

-And he was staring at you

-And when you turned around

-ran up to you and hugged you

-“MC!! You’re so gorgeous!! Why would you do something like that?”

, you could feel his tears stain your shirt,despite him trying to hide it

-“V, I'm sor-”

-“No, MC, I’m sorry. I’m sorry I wasn’t there for you when you needed me most.“ 

-He still takes photos of you secretly because your so pretty tho


-“MC, that’s the third time you’ve weighed yourself this morning.”


-You quickly walk out of the room

-or at least you try to

-But Saeran grabs your hand

-“MC, wait.”

-You look at him and right then

-your heart rips in two

-His eyes are filled with worry, even with him doing his best to conceal the fact that he knows.

-“MC, eat something.”

-“Ah, I already a-”


-You can see tears swell up in his eyes


-“….that’s it. You’re staying home today.”

-He pulls you into a hug

-“MC, please take better care of yourself or I’ll have to.” Hey that doesn’t sound too bad


-He kisses you on the forehead then goes to get you something to eat

-now he makes you go everywhere with him

*Not that my theory is that in V’s route after the good ending he’ll get eye surgery ;)

Wahhhhh my second request!! Thank you and keep sending in those requests! Tell me what you think! Got any tips for me? Anything at all, thanks again!


TFLN Sentence Starters (Part 5)
  • [TEXT] I maxed out my credit card last night on powdered donuts and beef jerky.
  • [TEXT] I heard porn and smelled bacon cooking. I knew you had to be home.
  • [TEXT] So you walked 4 miles to get home but stopped by the store first to get a vegetable tray? How drunk were you?
  • [TEXT] of course he's cheating on me, she's 100x prettier and she can do the splits
  • [TEXT] She started doing push ups and calling me a pussy. Never set me up with your ROTC friends again.
  • [TEXT] so it turns out, not only do the doormen judge the girls I bring home, but they rate them.
  • [TEXT] he put a lighter in my cleavage and said "you're like another pocket!"
  • [TEXT] Don't talk about his dick. That's mine. There's a copyright on it. Use with permission
  • [TEXT] Dude feel your hair right now it feels so weird like pasta
  • [TEXT] Send me the picture of my mugshot, my boss got arrested last night and I'm trying to make her feel better.
  • [TEXT] made out with three guys on the first night of college orientation, just imagine what joys all of next year will hold
  • [TEXT] you're the only person i know to use "jizz" and "cute" in the same sentence.
  • [TEXT] I finally broke my dry spell. I did it. D-do-da-Dora.
  • [TEXT] if i die of alcohol poisoning tonight, just know i kinda expected it and totally deserved it
  • [TEXT] No. one of us needs a degree and I am already the alcoholic friend. I can't do everything
  • [TEXT] this is worse than the time i threw up a condom.
  • [TEXT] Dude you need to stop whoring out my boobs. They are for emergencies only.
  • [TEXT] she kept yelling about wanting tacos, so I gave her a piece of bologna in a tortilla. she didn't know the difference
  • [TEXT] I just passed a drug test. I want to shout that from the top of a mountain. Can we have beers on the top of a mountain?
  • [TEXT] Yeah but you let me touch your butt. You're clearly the winner.
  • [TEXT] I went to an 8am hookup in another guys sweatpants. Who is the really player here?
  • [TEXT] If my vag had twitter, what do you think it would say?
  • [TEXT] The ecstacy made me so dehydrated I started licking condensation off car windows
  • [TEXT] You gave my cousin a blowjob and are facebook friends with my mom. Is there a name for this level of friendship?
  • [TEXT] The only people who will bring me pizza or tacos want a commitment and I'm hungry for food not their love.
  • [TEXT] Just watched a middle age white woman scream WHY DON'T YOU GO FUCK YOURSELF, HELEN?! Helen seemed absolutely scandalized.
  • [TEXT] I'm spring cleaning all of the fuck boys out of my life.
  • [TEXT] I need to stop agreeing to hang out with people when I'm drunk.
  • [TEXT] they just came back. i guess "were gonna go get dinner" means "were gonna fuck for 5 minutes at the little league field"
  • [TEXT] Just hooked up my fuck buddy with a job working for my dad...this can only end bad.
  • [TEXT] you sent me 5 happy birthday texts last night. One after the other. Spelled differently,
  • [TEXT] So apparently I twerked on my coworkers last night. One month at the new job n I guess this is how I'm getting to know people
  • [TEXT] we had a "who's sex playlist is better?" fight.....
  • [TEXT] Moral of the story: fuckboys never change
  • [TEXT] I swear to god if you keep eating my cats food drunk I am going to kick you out of our apartment.
  • [TEXT] Also there's so much vodka on my breath that if I blew on my fingers my nail polish would fall right off
  • [TEXT] Can we both just take a day off just to have sex? Is that acceptable as an adult
  • [TEXT] Two of my roommates are waxing their vaginas in the living room. Can I come smoke?
  • [TEXT] I'm sorry for drunkenly throwing a spoon at you and then laughing at your pain.

anonymous asked:

What are ur thoughts on yoko ono? I'm researching her art and I'm thinking abt her as a person I can't remember any actually real like bad things she did I guess but u seem to know the dirt I just wanna know b4 I say I'm a fan ya know? Or just to know about her all around character and it's hard to look it up bc ppl mostly say she evil bc she"broke up the beatlez""". You know? Anyways thank u.

Ye I gotchu. The thing is, when people say they hate her because she broke up the beatles, what they are seeing is that she’s not a very likable person. But they won’t put in the time or effort to figure out why. “She broke up the beatles!!!” is a lazy excuse for an underlying problem. Kudos for doing some research first. GET READY FOR A SHITBOAT OF INFORMATION.

How do you define a really bad person? She certainly didn’t kill anyone, but I definitely don’t like her. Many many many many people she has interacted with have given accounts of her manipulative and obsessive behavior, and she was a lost cause to me once these behaviors began to affect John and his family. 

Ironically enough, she was actually our commencement speaker at Pratt a few years ago.

The first thing I feel I have to say is that I don’t believe she broke up The Beatles. Ringo had already left once and George walked out during the recording of Get Back. John had previously expressed his desire to leave but Paul was insistent on keeping the group together, and I’m glad that was the case. Otherwise we wouldn’t have Abbey Road.

If I want to be nice about her relationship with John, I would say half of it was unhealthy because they fueled each other’s bad habits, and the other half was unhealthy because they were actively abusive to one another. I would never say that they didn’t love one another, but I would say that their relationship was harmful. Here is a timeline of their relationship [x]

Let’s start with how Yoko met John. The popular story is that John was invited to one of her shows by a third party. The reality is that she had been… basically stalking him (while they were each married to other people), and persisted even after receiving no response.

“On many levels she was very manipulative. I think she knew exactly what she was doing from day one. She played it innocent, but I think she had it all planned.”

-Julian Lennon [x]

This is a passage from Peter Brown’s book (Brian Epstein’s second hand man, who was also featured in a line from The Ballad of John and Yoko), The Love You Make: An Insider’s Story of the Beatles. [x]

John and Yoko were both addicted to heroin from the late 60s to early 70s. John stated that it was because of the lack of acceptance Yoko was receiving from friends and the general public. Although this turmoil affected the both of them, it is a prime example of the bad habits they shared, and not a nurturing environment for a healthy relationship.

“Heroin. It just was not too much fun. I never injected it or anything. We sniffed a little when we were in real pain. I mean we just couldn’t - people were giving us such a hard time. And I’ve had so much shit thrown at me and especially at Yoko.”

-John Lennon, Lennon Remembers, Jann S Wenner [x]

In 1972, John met one of his longtime idols Chuck Berry. While they were performing together, Yoko started screeching into a mic and freaked Chuck Berry and pretty much everybody else the fuck out. John was embarrassed in front of his idol, and the video became infamous. Look at Chuck’s face, that is the face of FEAR. [x]

They were also intense dieters. John’s troubles with food were no secret. His self esteem fell into a downward spiral after a reporter called him “the fat beatle” in 1965. While I don’t believe he had an eating disorder, he was very obviously underweight and struggling with his image. Yoko was nothing but encouraging of this endeavor, and even joined him on some of his diets.

“We had a picture of Orson Welles in the control room as “Don’t do this,” because he was enormous. So yeah, John was conscious of his image. And he always thought of himself as the fat Beatle.”

-Flipp Brynn [x]

“John and I were having a heart-to-heart, then all of a sudden John went off about how powerful men had ravenous appetites and wanted to swallow the world whole. And he thought that was why he had this horrible problem – being hungry all the time and overeating.“

- Harry Nilsson [x]

The Lost Weekend 1973-1975: even when Yoko wasn’t with John, she needed to be in control of who was. In ‘73 she suggested that John move to LA to build sexual relationships with other women. Little did he know that she had been setting him up with their receptionist May Pang all along. May had this to say about it;

Yoko said John would start seeing someone new and she wanted it to be “someone who would treat John well”. I now sensed a bombshell coming. I was thinking: “If they split, who will I be working for?”

Yoko continued: “You don’t have a boyfriend.” I dropped my pad and pen. Did I just hear right?

I assured her I wasn’t interested in John, if that’s what she was thinking, but Yoko didn’t stop there: “I think you should go out with him.”

I was dumbfounded and kept telling her no, but apparently her mind was made up.”

-May Pang [x]

’…. the relationship between May and John was essentially initiated, controlled and then terminated by Yoko Ono.‘ 

-May Pang, forward for Loving John

While the initiation of their relationship was forced, May Pang had a positive influence on John. She encouraged him to re-engage with old friends (including Paul McCartney), and even arranged the first visit he’d had with his son Julian in over four years. Being with Yoko seemed to have disconnected him from the world.

Notorious for the public perception as an orgy of drink and drugs, the Lost Weekend also found Lennon regaining his musical creativity after an early 1970s lull, reconciling with Paul McCartney and rebuilding his relationship with his son Julian, both of which were encouraged by Pang. In March 1974 she took the last known photograph of Lennon and McCartney together.

-Beatles Bible [x]

There were instances where Yoko would call and ask about everything John had done that day, but refused to talk to him when May would offer. Yoko had closed the door on their relationship, and turned it into a one-way mirror.

VG: With Yoko telephoning daily it must have felt like a third party in the relationship. What was it like for you and John?

MP: The problem was 99% of her calls weren’t “Hello, how are you?” First they were directives to keep our relationship quiet, which was fine with me. Then John ‘announced it to the world’ by kissing me for Time Magazine and crisis mode kicked in. She would call with instructions of what to say, that she had thrown John out. She’d call everyday to remind us of what to say. One drama after another.

VG: Did you and John ever discuss marriage or having children together?

MP: Only when Yoko threatened to divorce him, John told me, “Soon I’ll be a free man…” One thing I learned being with John was to live spur-of-the-moment. There was always some new, unplanned adventure, almost on a daily basis.

VG: Did yours feel like a permanent relationship, or was there always a feeling that John would eventually go back to Yoko?

MP: Sometimes it would feel permanent, but he could be jerked back into Yoko’s mind games very easily. Also, as our relationship began so strangely I suppose it would have had to end just as strange, this was at the point when he was making moves to make a complete break from her. We were about to buy a home in Montauk, John had cemented a closer relationship with Julian as well as with Paul and plans for us to visit him and Linda in New Orleans too.

-May Pang and Viv Goldberg, Beatles Bible [x]

Now I can’t say that the lost weekend is 100% Yoko’s fault, but she went to excessive lengths in order to control it. John cheated on her, and there’s been evidence of her cheating on him as well. This is what happens when you have a relationship founded upon infidelity.

In 1975, Paul convinced Yoko to take John back (funny how that works, or maybe Paul is just a good person), and they had Sean less than a year later.

But wait a minute! Yoko had a daughter too! This is a sad story and could be a factor of sympathy for many readers. What ever happened to her? Her name was Kyoko Chan Cox (raised under the name Ruth Holman) and she was born in 1963 of Yoko’s second marriage. Yoko and her husband Anthony Cox were having trouble with their relationship. They ultimately divorced in 1969. Yoko ended up losing the custody battle and was deemed an unfit mother due to her drug use and mental history. Unfortunately, Cox disappeared with then 8 year old Kyoto during the battle and sadly Yoko didn’t see her again until 1998. 

I feel like I need an entirely new post, or maybe even a book, for Julian. Yoko was very cruel to him. If Julian called their house, not only would she prevent him from talking to John, she would also pretend the phone call had never taken place. When John died, Julian was seventeen years old. There was a very sad article I read awhile ago which explained that when John passed away, Julian and Cynthia were anxious to get to New York to attend his funeral. Yoko initially prohibited either of them from coming, but eventually struck up a deal where Julian was allowed to visit but Cynthia had to stay behind in Wales. Cynthia recalled how worried she was in the airport while she was seeing him off. Her son’s father had just passed away, and she wasn’t able to stay with him to make sure he was okay. I can’t find the article at the moment, but if anyone knows about it please add a link.

Immediately after he passed away, Yoko auctioned many of John’s things to private buyers without offering any of them to Julian. He spent most of his inherited estate buying his father’s possessions back from these buyers, including a postcard he had written to his father when he was a young boy. [x]

Yoko had even withheld Julian’s trust fund for 16 years.

“In the original divorce settlement, Julian was to receive £2,400 a year in maintenance and to inherit a £50,000 trust fund when he was 25. After a long legal wrangle, he secured a further settlement from the estate in 1996, the details of which he is forbidden to discuss. “No,” he says, “I don’t think it was necessarily fair, but I’m OK. The last thing I wanted was a court battle because there’s much more money on the estate side than my side.”

He didn’t much care about the money, he says wearily; it was the principle of the thing. He’s not after a sympathy vote, but what he found really sad was the lack of any personal mementoes, “seeing nothing offered to me at all, having to go out and buy back Dad’s stuff with his money”.

He recently paid £30,373 for the Afghan coat John Lennon wore on the cover of the Magical Mystery Tour album in 1967; £17,246 for a black velvet cape (worn in the Beatles’ film, Help!), and £25,000 for the scribbled notes of the song Hey Jude, written by Paul McCartney for Julian when his parents were splitting up.

-Julian Lennon interview with Elizabeth Grice, 1998 [x]

I think I’ve linked this interview with Julian twice already, but it’s a really great video and you should definitely watch it. [x]

There’s a lot of stuff here, but there’s also a lot more. If I wanted to be short about it I could have just mentioned how Yoko had John calling her “Mother.” With what we know about John and his mother, that nickname made Yoko out to be an invaluable person in his life. 

jisoosamaryllis  asked:

Hello! I was wondering if you could do a Jun scenario where he comforts you after having bad anxiety about school. I'm starting a small med course about being a nurse's assistant and I'm having really bad anxiety about it. Thank you! Have a great day! 😊

- winter break is finally over and you’re about to start a new semester
- but you’re not exactly the most excited for it
- you spent all break relaxing back at home and keeping your mind off of school but now that it’s back in like two days…. you could feel your panic rising
- you’re afraid of the workload because you KNOW you have to keep your grades up, you KNOW you have to do well
- you fear that your courses are too difficult for you to complete
- you’re lying on your bed in your dorm room hoping to sleep away the stress but you keep tossing and turning because the thought is haunting you
- but before you could even get a wink of sleep, your roommate barges into the room with her bf and they’re just looking at you like…. oh you’re back
- your roommate then goes up to you and tells you “uhhh my bf and i really want to catch up on this tv show so is it all right if we watch here??”
- you say “can’t you watch somewhere else? i kinda want to get some sleep” but she continues to beg you because her bf’s roommate already has someone over, there’s nowhere else they could go, etc
- and honestly you’re like ok i know you’re not planning on actually watching a show…. you nasties
- so you just get up and shove a few things in your bag and say “ugh fine. you HAVE to be done by eleven though because i’m not returning any later than that”
- and she just nods happily and agrees “right!! 11pm got it”
- you exit your room and walk all the way to the library hoping to keep your mind off of things by reading a book maybe, only to discover that it’s…. closed
- you just stare at the place in complete shock because REALLY?? WHY IS IT CLOSED
- you decide to call up one of your friends if you could stay at their place for the night but as you search for your phone you realize you left it charging on your nightstand and well it’s too late to go get it now
- so you walk around the school hoping it would keep your mind off things but the silence is unbearable and you’re trapped inside your own negative thoughts
- you decide to just sit on the floor of an empty hallway and you curl up into a ball, breathing in and out to calm yourself down
- you want to stop worrying over something that didn’t even happen yet but…. you can’t seem to get your mind off of it
- your thoughts are suddenly interrupted when someone yells “there you are!!”
- when you look up, you see your bf junhui looking down at you with a smirk on his face
- you say “jun?? i thought you were coming tomorrow”
- and he says “and i thought you’d be a little more happy to see me ahahah”
- you know you should be happy to see him but atm… you just can’t bring yourself to smile
- he crouches down in front of you and says “i was looking all over the place for you. i texted you thousands of times, why didn’t you answer me??”
- you say “I forgot my phone in my room and i can’t go back in there because my roommate has her bf over…”
- junhui leans in closer and says “well?? where’s my kiss??” he puckers up his lips but you just push him away
- “not now, jun.”
- “why not? just a little kiss.”
- “i’m not really in the mood—”
- “come on, just a peck—”
- your scream echoes throughout the hall and junhui just stares at you with wide eyes and mouth slightly agape
- you feel your eyes tear up and you cover your face in shame after yelling at him
- there’s a moment of silence when junhui says “…what… what’s wrong?”
- you don’t answer, so junhui moves your hands away from your face and makes you look him in the eye
- you quietly say “i’m sorry for yelling at you I’m just…. so worried about the new sem. i’ve been stressing ever since i got my schedule. and it doesn’t help that my roommate pretty much kicked me out for the night….”
- junhui wipes away a tear you didn’t even notice fell and gets up on his feet
- he holds out his hand and smiles down at you saying “come on”
- you look up at him with a confused expression on your face and he nudges his hand towards you saying “come on, let’s go”
- you ask “go where?” and he says “anywhere. let’s just go out for a few minutes”
- “but jun i’m not really—”
- “let’s go.”
- you sigh and grab his hand because there’s no way he’s going to let you say no
- he helps you back on your feet, and after you do, you both leave campus and start walking in the direction of the city
- while walking, he says “the city’s a lot more beautiful at night. when was the last time you went there?”
- honestly you can’t even remember because you’ve been stuck at school studying for exams and working on assignments the past sem, and you spent all break in your hometown
- so when you both make it to the busy streets of the shopping district…. it’s like seeing it for the first time
- the shops, the street food, the lights
- it’s all so beautiful
- junhui grins when he sees your facial expression and he says “come on, you must be hungry. i know this REALLY good Chinese restaurant down the street and the food tastes just like what they sell back in my hometown”
- so you both go to the resto and the food is DELICIOUS, you both eat so much while junhui makes a bunch of jokes to make you laugh
- after dinner, you both go to little shops and take couple pictures at photobooths
- they’re embarrassing but they’re really cute, and you and junhui get two each
- you’re a bit offended though because on the picture you both agreed to make a silly face in, junhui still looks freaking handsome and you’re just like “…jun why are you like this”
- you both walk around the area holding hands and just enjoying each other’s company and he even buys you a cute red ribbon from a street vendor
- the street vendor is a cute little old lady and she says “you guys are such a lovely couple”
- you’re waiting for junhui to make a greasy comment but he instead just smiles at the vendor and says “thank you very much! we hope you have a good night” and he bows politely
- this surprises you a bit but you just smile as you both leave
- and after deciding to head back by 11pm, junhui takes you all over the city and you’re both just enjoying your spontaneous date
- you both start heading back by around 10:30pm because junhui felt like you wanted to get some rest after being stressed these past few days and he’s just really thoughtful ok
- you both walk to your dorm room and you both just linger in front of the door to say your goodbyes
- he smiles and says “i hope you feel better now.” and you nod your head saying “thanks jun.”
- he leans in and just when you’re expecting a kiss on the lips like always…. he kisses your forehead instead
- when he pulls away, he just ruffles your hair and leaves, and you watch your bf walk down the hallway before disappearing around the corner to get to his dorm room
- junhui may be greasy but he KNOWS when you’d rather have gentle and comforting affection instead which explains why he wasn’t as loud and flirty today
- you enter your dorm room to find your roommate fast asleep (you’re surprised their bf actually obeyed and left before midnight)
- you plop onto your bed but before you go to sleep, you take off the ribbon junhui bought you as well as the pictures you and junhui took together and you smile happily as you stare at them
- and while doing so, you realize…
- you don’t feel as stressed anymore

good luck on your med course, dear!! ^^ thank you for your request!!

Gotta See! Gotta Know! Kakashi Sensei's True Face Finished: Team 7

Summary: An adult Team 7, overwhelmed with curiosity, seek one last time to uncover their sensei’s true face 


Naruto paced back and forth in front of them for quite a bit until he finally spoke.

“I have an idea.”

Sakura, standing just two feet in front of Sasuke, looked annoyed.

“Is this important, Naruto, because the hospital needs me.” Sakura replied standoffishly. 

“I come before the hospital.” He gave them both a thumbs up, “As the Hokage, anything I say goes!”

“Baka! I can still beat you into the ground.”

“I can have you arrested for that now!”

“Like hell.”

“If you hit me hard enough!”

“Instead of arresting me, just fight me yourself baka!”

“You wouldn’t stand a chance.”

“Oh, so you’re talking back to me now?”

“Stop the banter.” Sasuke said cooly. They both turned to him. “Just tell us what you want from us, Naruto.”

“The nurses said it was an emergency.” Sakura pressed her lips together, “I thought you were hurt.” 

Naruto rubbed his hands together and looked ominously at them. They both leaned in expecting a new threat, a new enemy, someone a million times more powerful than Kaguya. 

“We’re still very curious, I’m sure.” his eyes darted back and forth from Sakura to Sasuke, “about it.”

“About what?” Sakura’s voice hinted of desperation. He was still the same theatrical performer, that one, even as a thirty three year old man.

“About what’s behind the mask.”

A gust of wind blew past them. No noise except local birds gawking in the distance. Sakura stared at him with her head cocked to the side. Sasuke, who was now only one foot away from his wife, grabbed her just as she pounced forward. 


Sasuke felt his grip weaken. His wife was a terrifically powerful woman. One that even he had a difficult time restraining. 

“Naruto,” Sasuke said after Sakura stopped thrashing in his arms, “I’m not interested in things like that.”

Sakura looked up at him. She would agree, but deep down in her heart, a heart eroded by time and death and war, there was still a fierce childish curiosity. She hated being taken away from her duties, and she certainly despised Naruto at that point, but…she could not deny that she was interested.

Sasuke let her go and started walking the other way. 

“Come on, Sakura, I’ll walk you to the hospital.”

But just as the pink haired kunoichi started towards him, Naruto bent over and whispered–

“But what if he has bucked teeth?”

Sakura watched her husband stop in his tracks.

“Tiny lips?”

No movement. Was he even breathing?

“A mustache!”

“A huge mouth!”

“Rotting teeth!”

Sasuke turned around with a defeated look on his face, “alright. Fine. But this time…we do it right.”

Keep reading


@akaashiikeiijis ahhhh your ask for the prompt got deleted and I got carried away but here it is!! 

Summary: Bokuto tends to panic when Akaashi expresses discomfort or concern. Akaashi didn’t need that. Akaashi was better off handling it alone. 

((Or Bokuto’s love sick, Akaashi’s sick-sick and together they both feel a little better))

Sick Fic, Established Relationship, 2.5k+ words, Fluff

Read on Ao3

Keep reading

anonymous asked:

I'm thirteen. Why do I have stretch marks on my thighs and butt?

Hi darling, x

Speaking from a personal level, I have major stretch marks on by butt, thighs, and boobs. But that’s because I’m finally growing into my body, I can’t say for sure why you might have stretch marks, but I’ve done some research…

Once you’ve checked out those links, I have a few things that I’d like to show you!

20 Ways to Love Your Body

  1. Think of your body as the vehicle to your dreams.  Honor it.  Respect it.  Fuel it.
  2. Create a list of all the things your body lets you do.  Read it and add to it often.
  3. Become aware of what your body can do each day.  Remember it is the instrument of your life, not just an ornament.
  4. Create a list of people you admire:  people who have contributed to your life, your community, or the world.  Consider whether their appearance was important to their success and accomplishments.
  5. Walk with your head held high, supported by pride and confidence in yourself as a person.
  6. Don’t let your weight or shape keep you from activities that you enjoy.
  7. Wear comfortable clothes that you like, that express your personal style, and that feel good to your body.
  8. Count your blessings, not your blemishes.
  9. Think about all the things you could accomplish with the time and energy you currently spend worrying about your body and appearance.  Try one!
  10. Be your body’s friend and supporter, not its enemy.
  11. Consider this:  your skin replaces itself once a month, your stomach lining every five days, your liver every six weeks, and your skeleton every three months.  Your body is extraordinary—begin to respect and appreciate it.
  12. Every morning when you wake up, thank your body for resting and rejuvenating itself so you can enjoy the day.
  13. Every evening when you go to bed, tell your body how much you appreciate what it has allowed you to do throughout the day.
  14. Find a method of exercise that you enjoy and do it regularly. Don’t exercise to lose weight or to fight your body. Do it to make your body healthy and strong and because it makes you feel good.  Exercise for the Three F’s: Fun, Fitness, and Friendship.
  15. Think back to a time in your life when you felt good about your body.  Loving your body means you get to feel like that again, even in this body, at this age.
  16. Keep a list of 10 positive things about yourself—without mentioning your appearance.  Add to it daily!
  17. Put a sign on each of your mirrors saying, “I’m beautiful inside and out.”
  18. Search for the beauty in the world and in yourself.
  19. Consider that, “Life is too short to waste my time hating my body this way.”
  20. Eat when you are hungry.  Rest when you are tired.  Surround yourself with people that remind you of your inner strength and beauty.

10 Steps to Positive Body Image

One list cannot automatically tell you how to turn negative body thoughts into positive body image, but it can introduce you to healthier ways of looking at yourself and your body.  The more you practice these new thought patterns, the better you will feel about who you are and the body you naturally have.

  1. Appreciate all that your body can do.  Every day your body carries you closer to your dreams.  Celebrate all of the amazing things your body does for you—running, dancing, breathing, laughing, dreaming, etc.
  2. Keep a top-ten list of things you like about yourself—things that aren’t related to how much you weigh or what you look like.  Read your list often.  Add to it as you become aware of more things to like about yourself.
  3. Remind yourself that “true beauty” is not simply skin deep.  When you feel good about yourself and who you are, you carry yourself with a sense of confidence, self-acceptance, and openness that makes you beautiful regardless of whether you physically look like a supermodel.   Beauty is a state of mind, not a state of your body.
  4. Look at yourself as a whole person.  When you see yourself in a mirror or in your mind, choose not to focus on specific body parts.  See yourself as you want others to see you–as a whole person.
  5. Surround yourself with positive people.  It is easier to feel good about yourself and your body when you are around others who are supportive and who recognize the importance of liking yourself just as you naturally are.
  6. Shut down those voices in your head that tell you your body is not “right” or that you are a “bad” person.  You can overpower those negative thoughts with positive ones.  The next time you start to tear yourself down, build yourself back up with a few quick affirmations that work for you.
  7. Wear clothes that are comfortable and that make you feel good about your body.  Work with your body, not against it.
  8. Become a critical viewer of social and media messages.  Pay attention to images, slogans, or attitudes that make you feel bad about yourself or your body.  Protest these messages:  write a letter to the advertiser or talk back to the image or message
  9. Do something nice for yourself—something that lets your body know you appreciate it.  Take a bubble bath, make time for a nap, find a peaceful place outside to relax.
  10. Use the time and energy that you might have spent worrying about food, calories, and your weight to do something to help others.   Sometimes reaching out to other people can help you feel better about yourself and can make a positive change in our world.


Steps to improve self esteem:

  1. Focus on your strengths – figure out what you are good at! There are plenty of things that you are wonderful at and use those to build your confidence! No one is good at everything so do not fret if you are bad at something! Instead focus on what you are good at and enjoy them!
  2. Learn from your mistakes - you don’t have to be good at everything like mentioned above but use your mistakes to your advantage! Don’t worry about them- live and learn!
  3. Do what you love – make time everyday to do something you enjoy! Do something that makes you happy to improve your mood!
  4. Tell yourself you are beautiful - stand in front of a mirror and tell yourself how beautiful you are ! Keep telling yourself and fake it until you make it! Really mean what you are saying a realize all of the beautiful things about you - including any flaws ( they make you unique!)
  5. Turn your negative thoughts into positive ones – instead of thinking your legs are big or whatever your problem is, be thankful you have working legs that you can run marathons with if you wanted! Try to stay optimistic and see the positive side of everything! It will greatly improve your mood and outlook on life!
  6. Realize that beauty has no measure on your life. Okay even if someone is not beautiful that has no relevance to one’s life ! Everyone has worth and is amazing! I am sure you are the prettiest person ever but even if you are not then who really cares? What does it really matter? All that matters is that you are happy and love your life- and that should not be dependent upon whether or not you are pretty.
  7. Weight has no relevance to beauty! Whether you are 100 or 300 pounds you can be beautiful! Please do not relate the two to one another! See this post (:
  8. Spend time with people you love and who love you! It is important to spend time with loved ones! They will boost your mood and confidence! If people have a negative impact on your life then you don’t have to spend time with them! Don’t feel like you must stick around for everyone! You have to put yourself first and make sure you are happy! Don’t let others drag you down!
  9. Remember that life is simple - the sun rises and the sun sets, we just tend to complicate the process. Remember the simplicity in life and let it help you to stay calm and stay focused on the important things! Love yourself and love your life! Enjoy it while you can and don’t let everything stress you out so much!
  10. Be generous! Help others, be kind to others, and give when you can. It will spread love and make you feel better as a person.

Now, lets work on changing your thought process. Changing the way you think about things for example, when you have negative thoughts. Try these thoughts instead:

  • I am ugly - I am beautiful
  • I am worthless - I have worth
  • I am sick - I will heal
  • I hate myself - I will learn to love myself
  • I am weak - I am strong, or I wouldn’t be here today
  • I am moody - I have profound emotional depth
  • I am lost - I will find myself
  • I am scared - I have courage
  • I am crazy - It is normal to struggle
  • I am in pain - It’s okay to hurt
  • I am tired - I will not give up
  • I’m not good enough - I am better than “good enough”
  • I can’t change - I can change

Once you’ve tried changing your thought process, the next set of advice I have for you is some awesome links that I think you could benefit from looking into”

Helpful Links:

Keep me updated? xx

tails & talons - commute

FT Fluff Week Day 1: Together/Come On
Thought this chapter fit the prompt nicely, hehe.

Part (21) of my NaLu Florist/Tattooartist AU series
check out the amazing art for this fic: here
read more chapters: here

Someone had built a wall of bricks on her head. Or a whole fortress. 

Of that Lucy was sure as she awoke only reluctantly. Her eyelids weighed down heavy, refusing to open.

If the thing on top of her was a fortress, then it seemed to be forged by fire. Lucy was sweating, and everything was dry and hot. So hot. She couldn’t breathe.

What the hell had happened? 

Was this life after death? Was this hell? Whatever had she done to get to hell?!

If you asked her, she had led a kind and righteous life. She’d have to complain about this.

Someone groaned close to her ear. Another poor soul, about to be thrown into purgatory?      

Her eyes still wouldn’t open.

“Lu…cy?” the voice croaked. 

Speak of the devil.

Slowly, as the memories began to trickle back into her aching head, Lucy realized that the weight aswell as the heat belonged to her own personal evildoer. 

And in this scenario, she would be punishing him

As soon as she didn’t feel like dying.

“Grmmh?” she answered.

Now this was not how she had pictured their first time waking up together would go. At all.

Keep reading

Thorns in a relationship

Pairing: Shizaya

For every bloomed rose, there will be at least 10 thorns.

Izaya was what many would call “beautiful”. He had pitch black raven hair, a lithe and elegant frame, delicate pale skin that was silky soft to the touch, and a calming sweet voice. But perhaps the most defining feature of this man was his gleaming crimson eyes, whose shade was the same as a dark red rose in bloom.

Yes, Izaya was what many would refer to as a bloomed rose, and like every rose, there was at least 10 thorns that accompanied it. Thorns that pricked and protected the rose from others, thorns that isolated the rose from others, and thorns that made the rose lose its beauty.

Shizuo contemplated the thorns the man he loved had.

1. Izaya has a really shitty hobby.

Human observation was what Izaya called it. A shitty way to waste your time was what Shizuo called. 

Ever since Shizuo could remember, Izaya had always said he loved humans, and in order to express that love, he would watch them, almost intensely so. However, that was not the full extent of his hobby. 

Next to watching them, it also included fucking up their lives. 

Shizuo couldn’t count how many times he’s walked in on the other typing rapidly on his computer with a smirk that just screamed he was scheming something again, leading to Shizuo having to stop him, which was always an annoying task that ended with yelling and cold glares and fighting.

“I was just talking to them,” Izaya said coldly as the blonde held his laptop in an increasingly tight grip. His red eyes narrowed into slits at having been interrupted.

“Talking to them, my ass! I could tell from the shitty look on your face that you were going to screw up their life!” 

“Shizu-chan, put my laptop down,” he responded without even denying the accusation.

“We’ve been through this about ten thousand fucking times already! You can’t just use people as your personal play things! I’m not giving you back your laptop until you agree to stop!” 

If looks could kill, Izaya’s gaze would have been his cause of death as the other got up and with a sharp, “I’m leaving for a bit, don’t wait up for me for dinner,” left the apartment without a second thought. 

2. Izaya always wears a shitty mask all the time.

Izaya never shows his true emotions, and his words always tell a different story from what he’s feeling. 

Shizuo always feels like it’s some kind of challenge to get an honest answer out of the man. Even after the first few months of when they started dating, he still barely knew anything about Izaya, such as his childhood, his family, his life in general that didn’t revolve around being a dick. 

On the other hand, Izaya knew almost everything about him. Though, Shizuo didn’t mind really, it unnerved him at times that the raven would never share anything in return. 

“You should talk to me more,” Shizuo had said one day out of the blue, while they rested on Izaya’s king sized bed.

“Hm? What is Shizu-chan talking about? I do talk to him a lot,” he responded smoothly.

“You know what I’m talking about! You should talk to me more about yourself! We’re dating, yet I don’t know anything about your personal life.”

“That information doesn’t concern you—”

“But it does, because it involves you! I want you to feel like you can trust me” Shizuo insisted, leaning closer to the other male’s face to try to gouge what kind of reaction he’s no doubt trying to hide.

Averting his eyes, Izaya sighed as he got up from the comforting warmth of his bed and made his way to the door.

“That information isn’t important, so I don’t feel any need to disclose it. I’m bored now, so I’m going to do some work,” he said curtly without looking back as he left to go downstairs.

3. Izaya always runs away.

Whether it was avoiding a question or leaving a scene that put him on the spot, Izaya always ran away from his problems.

Shizuo could clearly remember Izaya running away from anything that was too much for him to handle instead of facing it honestly, ever since the day Shizuo confronted the other about their feelings.

“You love me, don’t you?” The blonde asked Izaya as they both stood behind the school building.

“Absolutely not, I hate you just like you hate me, ne?” He smiled a practiced smile that was as fake as his words.

“Bullshit! Shinra said that—!”

“Well, Shinra’s wrong!” Izaya cut in quickly before the taller male could even finish his sentence, his eyes set in a hard gaze as his breathing was uncharacteristically faster, even though they’ve done no strenuous physical activity yet.

Staring intently at the man below him, Shizuo frowned as the other male tilted his head to look at the ground, at his feet that were starting to twitch to the side, a sure sign the other was about to bolt. Lunging forward briskly, Shizuo put one arm on each side of the smaller body, trapping him in between with no where to go.

Leaning in dangerously close to Izaya, who was as still as can be now, he calmed his own beating heart as he said, “My gut says otherwise, but even if Shinra is wrong, it doesn’t matter. Izaya, you should know that I—”

And just like before, Izaya cut him off again by shoving him away with a push on his chest that was sudden enough for Shizuo to actually be affected by it, and long enough for Izaya to slip through his grasp and run around the corner and disappearing for the rest of the day without another word spoken.

4. Izaya doesn’t like sweets.

Izaya didn’t like any sweets. He didn’t like sweet drinks, sweet pastries, sweet candy, or sweet anything.

To make matters even worse, he didn’t like junk food either, whether it was sweet or not. His kitchen is quite literally like a desert, because everything in it tastes like sand. Really nutritious sand.

“I’m hungry, I’m going to grab something from your kitchen, want anything?” Shizuo asked, getting up from the couch and walking over to the other side of the apartment.

“No thanks, Shizu-chan, I’m fine with just my black coffee.”

“Alright, if you say so.”

Turning to the cabinets, Shizuo reached to open the first one, only to find raisin bran and oatmeal. Quirking his eyebrow, he looked in the next, and then the next, only to be met with similar results of bland food, or no food at all, in every shelf. Opening the fridge led only to frozen vegetables and rice.

“Oi, where’s all your food? There’s nothing edible over here,” he called back to Izaya in the other room.

“That’s all the food I have over there, Shizu-chan. And I can assure you that they’re all edible. I’m alive after all, aren’t I?”

5. Izaya has really cold feet.

His feet, especially during the night when they’re both in bed sleeping, would almost always be entangled with his, and godfuckingdamn were they freezing.

What sucks even more was that his feet weren’t the only cold things. Izaya was generally just a very cold person, both physically and metaphorically.

It made Shizuo even angrier knowing that the raven knew he was a walking popsicle, yet he still put his fucking cold limbs around his body. His excuse to being called a walking popsicle would always be “Shizu-chan is like a walking heater then.”

“Shizu-chan~! I’m cold!” Izaya whined as he unceremoniously stuck his hands up the blonde’s back and between his shoulder blades.

Jolting from having ice put onto his skin suddenly, Shizuo grabbed Izaya’s arms and pulled them away from his being.

“What the fuck, flea!? Do you have any idea how cold you are? Don’t just go touching me when you’re like that! Are you trying to make me angry?” Shizuo shouted, gripping said freezing hands in his own in an effort to warm them up.

“That’s why I do it though, because Shizu-chan is like a human heater, and when Shizu-chan’s angry, he’s even hotter than usual. I mean that both physically and metaphorically though.”

6. Izaya is a minimalist neat freak.

Izaya’s apartment was spacey and sophisticated. It looked elegant and refined with only necessities decorating the large area and nothing more. However, because of how big and empty it was, it didn’t feel anything close to a home. So Shizuo took it upon himself to make it one.

When Shizuo moved in, he put his stuff here and there as he started out small, adding a couple of cushions and pillows on the chairs, and putting some rugs here and there, before slowly getting more and more bold by adding pictures of useless objects around the living space and getting equally useless decorations, like a vase or an abstract art sculpture thingie.

Izaya finally put a stop to it though when Shizuo tried to get a pet

“Shizu-chan, if you think for a second that I’m going to allow a dog inside my apartment, than you terribly wrong.”

“What’s wrong with getting a dog? Your apartment is big enough to raise one.”

“Dogs are dirty and needy and unpredictable, that’s why, Shizu-chan. They shed and need to be trained and need to be taken out on walks amongst other things,” Izaya scowled as he looked out the window, like he was remembering some traumatic event from the past.

7. Izaya burns chess pieces and cards while cackling maniacally.

This reason is an explanation all in itself, nothing more should be needed.

8. Izaya works too much.

At most times of the day, Izaya could be seen typing on his computer and looking over piles of paperwork. He would continue with this unrelenting concentration for hours, sometimes even days, on end, with only black coffee sustaining his body.

He wouldn’t eat and the only break he took would be to go to the bathroom because he wouldn’t even sleep. If the damage he was doing to his own body wasn’t bad enough, Izaya would also ignore everything else in favor of his work. This included Shizuo himself.

Sitting on the couch, Shizuo waited for the other to finish so they could go to bed already, but now the clock was striking 12 am and Izaya said he would be done in a bit about one hour ago.

“Oi, are you done yet?” Shizuo asked again, feeling his temple beginning to throb because he knew the same answer would be given to him just like every other time he’s tried to talk to Izaya this week.

“Yeah, just five more minutes, Shizu-chan, I’m busy,” Izaya said without looking up from his computer screen and without his fingers ceasing their typing.

“You need to take a break and rest already!”

“I’m not tired at all, just go to bed without me, I’ll be up in a bit,” he said, even though there were dark bags under his eyes and the coffee was really the only thing keeping him from passing out, because he looked absolutely exhausted.

9. Izaya gets jealous easily.

As said before, Izaya has trust issues, and therefore whenever he sees Shizuo talking to another person without getting extremely, Izaya gets jealous.

A jealous Izaya is never good thing, as Shizuo had learned because when he talks to the same person some days later, he’ll find out that some terrible misfortune has befallen them. It always ranged from being fired from their job to having all their money go missing, which included identity theft, trouble with the yakuza, and getting kicked out of their home all in between.

And every time he hears about this, his first thought would be, “Izaya, what the actual fuck is your problem, you piece of shit?” Followed by this thought would be Shizuo marching back to their apartment and yelling at said man.

“You can’t just keep destroying my relationships with other people, you fucking flea!”

“Shizu-chan doesn’t need other relationships. I’m the only relationship you need.”

“Will you stop being so jealous over fucking nothing?! I have no idea what you’re even getting so worked up over!” Shizuo growled out, looking at the man in front of him with no scheming smirk and no glint present in his maroon red eyes, just averted eyes and a downcast look.

“I have a right to be jealous…because you’re just so…you,” the raven man replied with an expression Shizuo couldn’t read but has seen much too often.

“What the hell are you talking about?” Was the question Shizuo asked in return, a question that was never graced with an answer.

It was Shinra that later explained the excessive amounts of jealousy as a fear of abandonment.

“It’s because you’re you, Shizuo-kun. You’re nice and understanding and if people talked to you long enough and got to know you, I’m sure they’ll realize you’re a great person and come to like you a lot.”


“And if you continue talking to them also, I’m sure you’ll come to realize how much better of a person they are compared to Izaya. Then you’ll come to like them more than Izaya and leave him for them. That’s why I think Izaya gets so jealous, because he knows you deserve better but he’s selfish and not willing to give you up.”

Smiling slyly, Shinra continued with his explanation, “I think Izaya is scared of this happening because he realizes this possiblity is something that’s very likely to happen. After all, he is the great informant, of course he’ll know something this obvious. He’s a coward like that.”

10. Izaya had a really shitty personality.

Izaya was what most people would describe as “the worst person to ever exist” and this was due to his really, really shitty personality. It was a personality that comprised of the previous nine thorns that Izaya carried. So even if the bloomed rose was, without a doubt, absolutely stunning, no one would go pick it.

However, it just so happened, that a blonde man who was not scared of how much the rose would prick at his skin came and chose it out of all the flowers in the garden that was known as Ikebukuro. The blonde man would realize that, while holding the rose in his hands, the thorns could be overlooked by the beautiful red petals it had.

Petals that showed the raven haired man stopped messing with others because the brute was all the entertainment he needed, petals that opened up and revealed what lay beneath their mask, that eventually confessed their feelings, that filled the cabinets with sweets and pastries, that became warm because he relied on the other, that allowed his apartment to become a home they can both come back to, that ran out of lighter fluid and matches, that learned it was important to not overwork because someone else cares for them now, and that realized he would never be abandoned.

Looking back at the rose, the blonde man realized that the thorns didn’t really hinder its beauty, but enhanced it as something that didn’t need others to protect it. After some time, it may decide to shed its thorns and choose to be protected by someone else, even though they were entirely capable being independent, because they want to be protected by that other person.

Thinking back, Heiwajima Shizuo realized, that even with the other’s shitty personality that comprised of even shittier individual things, he stilled love this person that was named Orihara Izaya, a bloomed rose in the garden of Ikebukuro.

For every bloomed rose, there will be at least 10 petals too.

i am my mother’s only one (now you know)

[carmilla x laura drabble, memories & family & loss is sometimes immediate, no matter how long ago it occurred. angst. so much fluff.]

i am my mother’s only one (now you know)


only love is all maroon/ sky is womb, & she’s the moon/ leaving rope burns, reddish ruse 
—bon iver, ‘flume’


It takes you four months and four days to find out that Laura doesn’t like cars—she’d convinced you to go with her to a Grimes show in Vienna, and LaFontaine and Perry had a car and were driving. It takes you two minutes into the trip to realize that something is really, really scaring Laura, and it has nothing to do with anything supernatural.

You don’t ask—you understand tragic backstories need to come out on their own—and you make it to and from Vienna just fine—Perry is, like with everything, responsible and safe when driving, and LaFontaine makes Laura laugh. You let her dig her hand into yours as much as she needs—you’re not impervious to pain, but this isn’t bad. 

Keep reading

anonymous asked:

I have been clean for 2 months now and l don't know when/if I'm going to relapse

It’s scary because you never know when you’ll relapse but you can distract yourself when you feel it comes up. Here’s a list of alternatives you can do instead of harming yourself:

Alternatives for when you’re feeling angry or restless:

  • Scribble on photos of people in magazines
  • Viciously stab an orange
  • Throw an apple/pair of socks against the wall
  • Have a pillow fight with the wall
  • Scream very loudly
  • Tear apart newspapers, photos, or magazines
  • Go to the gym, dance, exercise
  • Listen to music and sing along loudly
  • Draw a picture of what is making you angry
  • Beat up a stuffed bear
  • Pop bubble wrap
  • Pop balloons
  • Splatter paint
  • Scribble on a piece of paper until the whole page is black
  • Filling a piece of paper with drawing cross hatches
  • Throw darts at a dartboard
  • Go for a run
  • Write your feelings on paper then rip it up
  • Use stress relievers
  • Build a fort of pillows and then destroy it
  • Throw ice cubes at the bathtub wall, at a tree, etc
  • Get out a fine tooth comb and vigorously brush the fur of a stuffed animal (but use gentle vigor)
  • Slash an empty plastic soda bottle or a piece of heavy cardboard or an old shirt or sock
  • Make a soft cloth doll to represent the things you are angry at; cut and tear it instead of yourself
  • Flatten aluminium cans for recycling, seeing how fast you can go
  • On a sketch or photo of yourself, mark in red ink what you want to do. Cut and tear the picture
  • Break sticks
  • Cut up fruits
  • Make yourself as comfortable as possible
  • Stomp around in heavy shoes
  • Play handball or tennis
  • Yell at what you are breaking and tell it why you are angry, hurt, upset, etc.
  • Buy a cheap plate and decorate it with markers, stickers, cut outs from magazines, words, images, what ever that expresses your pain and sadness and when you’re done, smash it. (Please be careful when doing this)
  • The Calm Jar (Fill a mason jar or similar with colored water and glitter. When feeling upset or angry you can shake it to disturb the glitter and focus on that until the glitter settles.)
  • Blow up a balloon and pop it

Alternatives that will give you a sensation (other than pain) without harming yourself:

  • Hold ice in your hands, against your arm, or in your mouth
  • Run your hands under freezing cold water
  • Clap your hands until it stings
  • Wax your legs
  • Drink freezing cold water
  • Splash your face with cold water
  • Put PVA/Elmer’s glue on your hands then peel it off
  • Massage where you want to hurt yourself
  • Take a hot shower/bath
  • Jump up and down to get some sensation in your feet
  • Write or paint on yourself
  • Arm wrestle with a member of your family
  • Take a cold bath
  • Bite into a hot pepper or chew a piece of ginger root
  • Rub liniment under your nose
  • Put tiger balm on the places you want to cut. (Tiger balm is a muscle relaxant cream that induces a tingly sensation. You can find it in most health food stores and vitamin stores.)

Alternatives that will distract you or take up time:

  • Say “I’ll self harm in fifteen minutes if I still want to” and keep going for periods of fifteen minutes until the urge fades
  • Color your hair
  • Count up to ten getting louder until you are screaming
  • Sing on the karaoke machine
  • Complete something you’ve been putting off
  • Take up a new hobby
  • Make a cup of tea
  • Tell and laugh at jokes
  • Play solitaire
  • Count up to 500 or 1000
  • Surf the net
  • Make as many words out of your full name as possible
  • Count ceiling tiles or lights
  • Search ridiculous things on the web
  • Colour coordinate your wardrobe
  • Play with toys, such as a slinky
  • Go to the park and play on the swings
  • Call up an old friend
  • Go “people watching”
  • Carry safe, rather than sharp, things in your pockets
  • Do school work
  • Play a musical instrument
  • Watch TV or a movie
  • Paint your nails
  • Alphabetize your CDs or books
  • Cook
  • Make origami to occupy your hands
  • Doodle on sheets of paper
  • Dress up or try on old clothes
  • Play computer games or painting programs, such as photoshop
  • Write out lyrics to your favorite song
  • Play a sport
  • Read a book/magazine
  • Do a crossword
  • Draw a comic strip
  • Make a chain link out of paper counting the hours or days you’ve been self harm free using pretty colored paper
  • Knit, sew, or make a necklace
  • Make ‘scoobies’ - braid pieces of plastic or lace, to keep your hands busy
  • Buy a plant and take care of it
  • Hunt for things on eBay or Amazon
  • Browse the forums
  • Go shopping
  • Memorize a poem with meaning
  • Learn to swear in another language
  • Look up words in a dictionary
  • Play hide-and-seek with your siblings
  • Go outside and watch the clouds roll by
  • Plan a party
  • Find out if any concerts will be in your area
  • Make your own dance routine
  • Trace your hand on a piece of paper; on your thumb, write something you like to look at; on your index finger, write something you like to touch; on your middle finger, write your favorite scent; on your ring finger, write something you like the taste of; on your pinky finger, write something you like to listen to; on your palm, write something you like about yourself
  • Plan regular activities for your most difficult time of day
  • Finish homework before it’s due
  • Take a break from mental processing
  • Notice black and white thinking
  • Get out on your own, get away from the stress
  • Go on YouTube
  • Make a scrapbook
  • Colour in a picture or colouring book.
  • Make a phone list of people you can call for support. Allow yourself to use it.
  • Pay attention to your breathing (breath slowly, in through your nose and out through your mouth)
  • Pay attention to the rhythmic motions of your body (walking, stretching, etc.)
  • Learn HALT signals (hungry, angry, lonely, tired)
  • Choose a random object, like a paper clip, and try to list 30 different uses for it
  • Pick a subject and research it on the web - alternatively, pick something to research and then keep clicking on links, trying to get as far away from the original topic as you can.
  • Take a small step towards a goal you have.
  • Re-organize your room
  • Name all of your soft toys
  • Play the A-Z game (Pick a category ie. Animals, and think of an animal for every letter of the alphabet
  • Have a lush warm bubble bath with candles!
  • Do some knitting
  • Do some house hold chores

Alternatives that are completely bizarre. At the least, you’ll have a laugh:

  • Crawl on all fours and bark like a dog or another animal
  • Run around outside screaming
  • Laugh for no reason whatsoever
  • Make funny faces in a mirror
  • Without turning orange, self tan
  • Pluck your eyebrows
  • Put faces on apples, oranges, or other sorts of food
  • Go to the zoo and name all of the animals
  • Color on the walls
  • Blow bubbles
  • Pull weeds in the garden

Alternatives for when you’re feeling guilty, sad, or lonely:

  • Congratulate yourself on each minute you go without self harming
  • Draw or paint
  • Look at the sky
  • Instead of punishing yourself by self harming, punish yourself by not self harming
  • Call a friend and ask for company
  • Buy a cuddly toy
  • Give someone a hug with a smile
  • Put a face mask on
  • Watch a favorite TV show or movie
  • Eat something ridiculously sweet
  • Remember a happy moment and relive it for a while in your head
  • Treat yourself to some chocolate
  • Try to imagine the future and plan things you want to do
  • Look at things that are special to you
  • Compliment someone else
  • Make sculptures
  • Watch fish
  • Youtube funny videos!
  • Let yourself cry
  • Play with a pet
  • Have or give a massage
  • Imagine yourself living in a perfect home and describe it in your mind
  • If you’re religious, read the bible or pray
  • Light a candle and watch the flame (but please be careful)
  • Go chat in the chat room
  • Allow yourself to cry; crying is a healthy release of emotion
  • Accept a gift from a friend
  • Carry tokens to remind you of peaceful comforting things/people
  • Take a hot bath with bath oil or bubbles
  • Curl up under a comforter with hot cocoa and a good book
  • Make affirmation tapes inside you that are good, kind, gentle (Sometimes you can do this by writing down the negative thoughts and then physically re-writing them into positive messages)
  • Make a tray of special treats and tuck yourself into bed with it and watch TV or read
  • Write words in the sand for them to be washed away

Alternatives for when you’re feeling panicky or scared:

  • “See, hear and feel”-5 things, then 4, then 3 and countdown to one which will make you focus on your surroundings and will calm you down
  • Listen to soothing music; have a CD with motivational songs that you can listen to
  • Meditate or do yoga
  • Name all of your soft toys
  • Hug a pillow or soft toy
  • Hyper focus on something
  • Do a “reality check list” – write down all the things you can list about where you are now (e.g. It is the 9th November 2004, I’m in a room and everything is going to be alright)
  • With permission, give someone a hug
  • Drink herbal tea
  • Crunch ice
  • Hug a tree
  • Go for a walk if it’s safe to do so
  • Feel your pulse to prove you’re alive
  • Go outside and attempt to catch butterflies or lizards
  • Put your feet firmly on the floor
  • Accept where you are in the process. Beating yourself up, only makes it worse
  • Touch something familiar/safeLeave the room
  • Lay on your back in bed comfortably (eyes closed), and breathe in for 4, hold for 2, out for 4, hold for 2. Make sure to fill your belly up with air, not your chest. If your shoulders are going up, keep working on it. When you’re comfortable breathing, put your hand on your belly and rub up and down in time with your breathing. If your mind wanders to other things, move it back to focusing ONLY on the synchronized movement of your hand and breathing.
  • Give yourself permission to…. (Keep it safe)
  • Create a safe place for yourself and take yourself there
  • Lay on the grass and watch the clouds. You can try to make pictures with them too.
  • Light a candle and watch the flame

Alternatives that will hopefully make you think twice about harming yourself:

  • Think about how you don’t want scars
  • Treat yourself nicely
  • Remember that you don’t have to hurt yourself just because you’re thinking about self harm
  • Create a safe place to go
  • Acknowledge that self harm is harmful behavior: say “I want to hurt myself” rather than “I want to cut”
  • Repeat to yourself “I don’t deserve to be hurt” even if you don’t believe it
  • Remember that you always have the choice not to cut: it’s up to you what you do
  • Think about how you may feel guilty after self harming
  • Remind yourself that the urge to self harm is impulsive: you will only feel like cutting for short bursts of time
  • Avoid temptation
  • Get your friends to make you friendship bracelets: wear them around your wrists to remind you of them when you want to cut
  • Be with other people
  • Make your own list of things to do instead of self harm
  • Make a list of your positive character traits
  • Be nice to your family, who in return, will hopefully be nice to you
  • Put a band-aid on the area where you’d like to self harm
  • Recognize and acknowledge the choices you have NOW
  • Pay attention to the changes needed to make you feel safe
  • Notice “choices” versus “dilemmas”
  • Lose the “should-could-have to” words. Try… “What if”
  • Kiss the places you want to SH or kiss the places you have healing wounds. It can be a reminder that you care about myself and that you don’t want this
  • Choose your way of thinking, try to resist following old thinking patterns
  • The Butterfly Project- draw a butterfly on the place(s) that you would self harm and if the butterfly fades without self-harming, it means it has lived and flown away, giving a sense of achievement. Whereas if you do self-harm with the butterfly there; you will have to wash it off. If that does happen, you can start again by drawing a new one on. You can name the butterfly after someone you love, or have a loved one draw it for you.
  • Write the name of a loved one [a friend, family member, or anyone else who cares about you] and write their name where you want to self harm. When you go to self harm remember how much they care and wouldn’t want you to harm yourself.
  • Think about what you would say to a friend who was struggling with the same things you are and try to be a good friend to yourself.
  • Make a bracelet out duct tape, and put a line on it every day (Or any period of time) you go without self harm. When it’s full of lines, take it off and make a chain out of all the bracelets and hang it up somewhere where you can be reminded of your great progress.

Alternatives that give the illusion of seeing something similar to blood:

  • Draw on yourself with a red pen or body paint, or go to a site such as this, where you 'cut’ the screen (be aware that some users may find this triggering, so view with caution)
  • Cover yourself with plasters where you want to cut
  • Give yourself a henna or fake tattoo
  • Make “wounds” with makeup, like lipstick
  • Take a small bottle of liquid red food coloring and warm it slightly by dropping it into a cup of hot water for a few minutes. Uncap the bottle and press its tip against the place you want to cut. Draw the bottle in a cutting motion while squeezing it slightly to let the food color trickle out.
  • Draw on the areas you want to cut using ice that you’ve made by dropping six or seven drops of red food color into each of the ice-cube tray wells.
  • Paint yourself with red tempera paint.
  • 'Cut’ your skin with nail polish (it feels cold, but it’s hard to get off)
  • Use red food colouring on your skin

Alternatives to help you sort through your feelings:

  • Phone a friend and talk to them
  • Make a collage of how you feel
  • Negotiate with yourself
  • Identify what is hurting so bad that you need to express it in this way
  • Write your feelings in a diary
  • Free write (Write down whatever you’re thinking at that moment, even if it doesn’t make sense)
  • Make lists of everything such as blessings in your life
  • Make a notebook of song lyrics that you relate to
  • Call a hotline
  • Write a letter to someone telling them how you feel (but you don’t have to send it if you decide not to)
  • Start a grateful journal where everyday you write down three: good things that happened/ things that you accomplished/ are grateful for/ made you smile. Make sure the journal is strictly for positive things. Then when you feel down you can go back and look at it.

thebirthofgreatpassion-deactiva  asked:

How were you able to push through the beginning of your diet? I know that the motivation of losing weight alone should be enough but it never fails, I'm almost 240lbs and every time i start a keto diet, i always give up about a month in, even if i'm successfully losing weight. Giving up my current eating habit are difficult... I just want to know how you did it? Did you occur any mess ups like the ones i just mentioned? I need help.

I’ve started keto three times in my life and have lost weight successfully each time. I didn’t have a problem staying with it once I got past the first couple of weeks because my cravings disappeared and I was inspired by the weight loss. My biggest problem was going on vacation & allowing myself to eat anything, or allowing myself a ‘treat day’, which turned into a ‘treat six months’ and about 50 pounds gained.

These ‘allowances’ usually came after many months on keto because I thought I could handle eating some carbs for a while and just stop eating them when I was ready, like turning off a switch. I can’t. :/

Here’s what has worked for me this time:

Decide. Decide that you do not eat sugar, grains, etc. and do not negotiate with yourself over it.

Think of it like this: Do you have to negotiate with yourself to not rob a bank every time you walk in one? Probably not. Why? Because you are not a bank robber. Period.

In the same way decide that keto is the way you will live, that it is what your body needs to feel and be healthy and energetic. Period. Do not negotiate. Decide.

Make it a habit. Sometimes it takes longer to make things a habit, and I’m sure each person is different, but perhaps if you could stick it out for, say 6 months, it would be an ingrained habit and you wouldn’t be as tempted to do that negotiating (“I’ll just rob one bank – what can that hurt, right?”).

Take it one day at a time. Promise yourself one more day, then do that day. When that day is done, see if you can make it just ONE MORE DAY. Anyone can stick to an eating plan for ONE DAY.

Keep reading books about health and fitness, or listening to audiobooks. I listen to audiobooks a lot, and a lot of them are health-related. They remind me why I made this decision, of the health benefits beyond losing weight. My reading list.

Poison. When you see a bag of sugar or a doughnut or piece of cake or loaf of bread, envision it with a skull and cross bones on it.

I know some people out there are gonna go crazy over this, but honestly, to me, sugar/flour are poison. I need to treat them like poison, and it helps me to envision that emblazoned on those foods/packages.

Set goals. Not so much scale goes, as fitness goals like be able to run a 5k or improve your time, or lift XX pounds or walk five miles.

I like to set goals using old clothes that I want to fit back into like this. Once you set the goals, take pictures, make it visual, and share it with the world! My goals.

— Make sure you don’t get hungry - EVER. Eat plenty of fats. Have snacks available that are keto-friendly. If you feel a craving, eat things that are high in fat to help sate it.

Of all these, I really think the most important one is to DECIDE who you are gonna be. Maybe it would help to make a list of the things that being fit and healthy would bring to your life, the WHY! Look at your parents or other older relatives, are they suffering from illnesses that you could avoid? Do you have children that you would like to be able to play with or do you plan on having children one day? You really need to find the WHY and have it meaningful to your life, then decide to be that person.

I think this is true of any fitness journey, not just keto, and only you can do that.

Good luck. I hope some of this helped.  {hugs}

Into the Trenches

By Julie Bliven, Editor, Charlesbridge

As an editor, I wish I had more opportunities to see first-hand how young readers interact with the books I’ve worked on. I gauge reader responses from sales figures, reviews, and blog posts. I also solicit blunt commentary from my niece and nephew. But that’s about all I’ve got.

In the aftermath of the controversy surrounding A Fine Dessert and A Birthday Cake for George Washington, I wondered a lot about how kids might respond to these particular books. And I wondered how an adult reader would discuss these books with kids. What would I say? This got me thinking about the books I’ve edited: How might I discuss issues like race, class, gender, sexuality, and disability in these books? And why do these conversations matter?

I felt compelled to head into the trenches.

Armed with apprehension, I joined the kindergarten classroom of a friend and teacher in the greater Boston area. These were my goals:

  1. Read one multicultural picture book that I’ve edited.
  2. Read one multicultural picture book recommended by the teacher.
  3. Discuss the books, encouraging diverse viewpoints. (This particular class of twenty-one has six students whose first language is not English, and four students of color.)
  4. Check my own biases by asking and answering questions literally and objectively. (For instance, avoid discussing elements in the text—like a soup kitchen or Arabic—using words like “good,” “different,” or “other.”)

Here’s what happened when we read the books:

Keep reading