you have every right to a beauti

caffeinechesters  asked:

when sam went to stanford, dean would visit every time he was within 4 hours of palo alto and spend the next couple of days reconnecting/fucking away the pain of not having sam by his side. during sam's junior year, he stopped by unannounced to see a beautiful blonde girl flirting with sam, and he realized that sam could have a normal life, so he left. two years later, when the woman in white went after sam, it wasn't because he was unfaithful to jess, but to dean.

Okay but ????? Who the fuck said you could ruin me with this??? I literally never had that woman in white headcanon before but now I can’t get that out of my mind. Like internally, Sam knew he was unfaithful, so he silently thought he deserved to be targeted by the woman in white.

[ send me your Dean/wincest headcanons ]

anonymous asked:

Okay what about this concept, you're close to getting your period (if anyone is like me I get horny af before I get mine) and you're kinda relentless with Harry, wanting to have sex every hour - which are about two hour sessions each, he has little regeneration time and next thing you're riding him into oblivion because he's worn out from your multiple sessions he can't support himself and finally let's you have your way with him

I have been considering writing a oneshot about horny y/n who just can’t stop, and Harry being worn out but soooo happy about his horny girl….

Each time you came on to him, he’d smirk. “Again, baby?” But he’d get right into it because who is he to turn his beautiful girl down? Kissing your neck, your cheeks, your tummy, and adding, “Just can’t get enough of me, can you?”

Why is SKAM so popular,

you may ask.

If you’re new or feel the same, read this:

1. This show is super clever. You have to pay attention to every little detail, cause everything is for a reason.


2. It is from Norway. You haven’t heard much about what Norway is like, have you? 

Neither have I. But now I think I’m falling in love with it when I start knowing more and more about this beautiful country.


3. It is happening live. YES, by LIVE I mean you get messages characters exchange and little parts of the episode which airs on fridays. You get these clues live like it was happening right now. And through the whole week almost everyday you get new clues.


4. Beautiful styling. Norwegian teenagers dress like they are taught that in school but you’ll never see expensive clothing or a new dress every freaking scene. They wear the same clothes combining them and looking incredible.

5. This TV show is KIND. Although characters make mistakes as if they were REAL people, they learn, grow and change. Real bad shit happens to them but they find their way out. They TEACH US.

6. The last but not least: ACTING SKILLS. These little young people act like they have been actors for a century. I’m honestly amazed by each one of them. They act 100 times better than hollywood stars of their age. 

And I hope that after this show’s success they get discovered.

That is why it cannot and must not be copied in ANY remakes.

Thank you.

Here's to my followers that..
  • • never feel good enough
  • • don't have body confidence
  • • feel insignificant
  • • feel incapable of giving and receiving love
  • • feel worthless
  • • can't always get up in the morning
  • • feel like they are 'too sensitive', 'too quiet','too dramatic'
  • • feel like they will never have a future
  • • don't know who they really are
  • • feel like they don't belong
  • I love every single one of you, none of your problems are 'too small' every problem is still a problem and you have a right to aid/support. If you've managed to get out of bed today, you should be proud. You are all valuable human beings and are so much more beautiful than you think.
  • You aren't worthless.
  • You are always enough.
To whoever loves me next,
 
I’m sorry if I’m afraid of you
or if days of flirting turn to
radio silence, without warning.
I’m sorry if I make you say the words
over and over and over until I believe them.
(I’m sorry if I don’t believe them.)
I will probably spend more time
worrying about losing you than I spend
trying to keep you. Trouble is,
every single time I’ve ever thought
something was too good to be true–
I’ve been right.
Understand,
I will know how to be vulnerable with you,
but I won’t know how not to regret it.
And I have no idea how deep we’ll be
into this relationship before I admit
I’ve never done this before.
Not really.
Not in any way that counts.
Before I admit that I know
how to put my body inside someone else’s
but not how to make it beautiful.
I probably won’t be easy to love.
Too many people loved me badly,
I’m not sure I know how
to do it right.
—  TO WHOEVER LOVES ME NEXT by Ashe Vernon

where the fuck are my Jewish positivity posts??

all Jews are fucking stunning every damn one of us is gorgeous
black Jews, white Jews, Asian Jews, biracial Jews, y'all are all beautiful, even if you don’t fit in those 4 categories (there’s a ton more) you’re fucking stunning

fat Jews are gorgeous, thin Jews
are gorgeous, Jews with pudgy stomachs, Jews with love handles, Jews
with back fat, fat Jews who don’t fit the fat beauty standard of “curves in all the right places”, Jews who have deformities, you are all fucking beautiful and I love you all

every disabled Jew, physically or mentally, is a majestic beauty, and I love you

mentally ill Jews are beautiful and amazing

gay Jews, bi Jews, pan Jews, poli Jews, aro Jews, ace Jews, trans Jews, and
Intersex Jews, you’re all fucking beautiful, being queer is okay and G-d loves you

converting Jews, convert Jews, people
born Jewish, and non religious Jews are all amazing and beautiful

no matter what you are beautiful and I love you. stand proud as a Jew because no one can take this away from you. you are a gorgeous person.

EDIT: also all i love all the stunning Jews with acne and all the Jews who think that their skin isnt good for one reason or another, Jews with scars, old Jews and young Jews, and especially hairy Jews, fucking love you all

אני אוהב אותך תישאר חזק❤️

The sun is perfect and you woke this morning. You have enough language in your mouth to be understood. You have a name, and someone wants to call it. Five fingers on your hand and someone wants to hold it. If we just start there, every beautiful thing that has and will ever exist is possible. If we start there, everything, for a moment, is right in the world.
—  Warsan Shire

It’s okay to be fat and sapphic.

You have the right to love every inch of your body.

You’re beautiful, sexy, and deserve to be appreciated. 💗

This post is to anyone who actually reads what i post, this post is to anyone who has stumbled upon my blog, this post is to the people who have messaged me and make me smile, this post is to everyone. 

You are special. 

You are kind.

You are important. 

You are worth it.

You are meant to be here.

You are beautiful in every way

And i know you’re probably like, “Who are you to say all this? You don’t know me?” And you know what? 

You’re right. I don’t know you.

 But let me tell you something, Let me tell you what i know. You get on Tumblr and you reblog stuff that makes people happy, you answer asks to people who are feeling a little under the weather, you give advice to the ones who are struggling to hang on, you do so much more than you think you do. You are kind. 

You are loving. 

You are funny.

You have a purpose.

You may hate your face or you hair, you may hate you height thinking that you’re too tall or too short, you may have your weight, you may hate your smile and how it never seems to fit your face. Its okay to dislike parts of your body. But please please dear friend understand that our flaws make us the hottest, beautifulest people around. I hate so many things about myself and i am trying my hardest everyday to see beauty. Its a process everyone. A process. 

So i challenge you for everyday to look in the mirror and smile. Look at yourself and smile. Compliment yourself, take a bomb selfie, do whatever you can to realize your worth. You are worth it.

Maybe you hate your personality. Maybe you hate your inner demons. Maybe you’re struggling just to hang on. Listen, I am here for you. I will help you the best i can, you will get through whatever you’re struggling with. YOU. ARE. STRONG. 

So please, i am here. If you need a shoulder to cry on, I am here. If you need a friend, i am so here (Lol i need a friend too). If you need some good dan and phil gifs or pics, i so got you covered. 

Listen, I love all of you. i hope you know you’re loved. 

It’s a new beginning. It doesn’t have to be the same, and Viktor deserves to know that Yuuri cherishes him dearly, as a friend if nothing else—Yuuri can learn to be satisfied with that. This is the way he’s chosen to show it.

Yuuri makes it back to the edge of the boards where his laptop has been placed, and the smile that’s on his face falls when he catches sight of Viktor.

He’s crying.

“… Why do you have to be so far away?” Viktor murmurs, looking up at Yuuri with teary eyes. “I want to be where you are right now, Yuuri.”

On My Love by @min-min-minnie completely and utterly destroys me with its beauty every time it updates. 

I can’t do it justice. I can’t even. Like. I just know that it’ll continue to shake me to the core and I can’t recommend it enough if you haven’t checked it out already.

The sun is perfect and you woke this morning. You have enough language in your mouth to be understood. You have a name, and someone wants to call it. Five fingers on your hand and someone wants to hold it. If we just start there, every beautiful thing that has and will ever exist is possible. If we start there, everything, for a moment, is right in the world.
—  Warsan Shire
Jimin as your Boyfriend
  • What a confusing boyfriend
  • One minute he’s an adorable smol bean
  • And the next, he’s showing off his hot bod
  • Uses cute nicknames like “baby girl” and maybe “kitten” idk how kinky he is
  • Probably really kinky lol sorry not sorry
  • Likes to stay indoors and cuddle with you when it’s raining to keep it chill
  • But takes you on picnics and to the pool when it’s sunny
  • When you don’t listen to him he might say one of two things:
  • 1) “Jiminie wants you to listen! Pweeeeaaaase!”(In which you respond by cringing)
  • 2) “If you don’t listen to me right now, princess, I’ll have to punish you later”(In which you respond by cringing).
  • If he’s on tour he’ll Skype or Facetime you every night so that he doesn’t have to wait a single night without seeing that beautiful face
  • He most likely steals your pillows because they smell like you WHICH HE SWEARS ISN’T A WEIRD THING TO DO AT ALL
  • Jimin sux at cooking so you’d have to cook for him a lot or get takeout
  • But when you do cook, he’s always trying to learn how you’re making things
  • “Okay, but how do you crack an egg so well? Don’t the shells get everywhere?”
  • He does bake well though, surprisingly enough
  • He’d make you little heart cookies and cupcakes on Valentine’s Day and stuff
  • Jimin knows how it feels to be insecure so he compliments everything about you as many times as he can throughout the day
  • “Oh your hair look as perfect as always!”
  • “How are you so pretty?????”
  • “Woah, I thought you were an angel, but y/n is better!”
  • I feel like Jimin loses things very easily and needs you to help him find a lot of stuff
  • And he’d use one of those
  • “y/n! I lost something, can you help me find it?”
  • “What did you lose this time, Jimin?”
  • “Oh wait I lost my heart, but it looks like you’re keeping it”
  • Jimin gives you a lot of shy kisses when he thinks you did something cute
  • So basically, always
  • I could see you being that couple who plays board games like candy land at a frat party
  • But I can also see you being that couple that grinds on each other all night?
  • Grinding+Candy Land= SIGN ME UP YES
  • You like to joke about his baby face, but then…
  • “You won’t be laughing when this dic-”
  • “OKAY THEN JIMIN I DIDN’T NEED TO HEAR THAT”
  • But at the end of the night when you’re all tired and flustered
  • You’d probably have sex
  • Just Kidding(not really)
  • But at the end of the night, Jimin would massage all of the worries from your body
  • And he’d whisper on and on about how grateful he is to have you in his life
  • And you can wrap your arms around him in comfort
  • Knowing he’ll always be there for you the next day

Originally posted by okayoongz

-Admin C

If you could send in requests, it would help us a lot with our writing… We don’t get inspo from thin air my dudes.

Beautiful Disaster (Part 1)

Story Summary: Your best friend asks you to pretend to be his girlfriend for a family gathering and you reluctantly accept his request [Modern AU].

Word Count: 1,534

A/N: Because I’m in a writer’s block with my ongoing fics, I decided to take the logical approach and started a brand new series! Genius, right? Haha. This particular one will have a set schedule though. One chapter will be posted every Tuesday at 4pm (EST). Hope you guys like the first part :)

Originally posted by littlemisssyreid

“Honey, I’m home,” Steve called out as you rolled your eyes, continuing to flip through the channels on the television screen. You heard his footsteps trailing towards the living room as a chuckle escaped his lips. “You don’t like my greeting?” he teased, taking a seat beside you.

You settled on watching an episode of Say Yes to the Dress as your gaze drifted over to him. “You know you can’t barge into my apartment, right?” you reminded, a smirk playing on your best friend’s lips. “You can’t just come in here whenever you want,” you paused, furrowing your eyebrows. “Wait…how did you even get inside? I locked the door.”

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morning truths.

‘I hate you, I love you’ Drabble

∘ Original Scenario: I hate you, I love you Pt. | 1 | 2 | + |
Genre: fluff
Word Count: 980

Request: Jungkook saying ‘I love you’ for the first time



The realization hit Jungkook suddenly.

Your days together, which were now laced with more than simple friendship, began to blend together so seamlessly that it felt as if it had always been that way. Going on dates, making breakfast together, never having to say goodbye in the context of going home. It was so domestically beautiful in a way that Jungkook had never known with you, and he regretted every moment of his life that he had not known it.

But it was moments like right now, when Jungkook burned that regret to bask in the beauty of the new air you had given his life. Waking up with hazy eyes, glimpses of your bare back peeking through the gaps of his raven hair. A lazy smile adorning his lips as he began a series of light pecks up the curve of your spine, all the way up to your shoulder blades. His arms pulling you closer into his body before resting his forehead against the center of your back, heavy words resting on the tip of his tongue.

Waking up to you in front of him, either within arm’s reach or with his hands already pressed to your skin. That was Jungkook’s new favorite thing in the entire world. You weren’t a phone call away, or a ten minute drive, you were here with him, and he didn’t know how much he needed that until he saw it for the first time.

It had been about two months since everything between he, you, and Nari had happened. It honestly felt so long ago by now that it almost didn’t seem real, but of course it was. Jungkook could never forget that day when you told him that, not only were you in love with him, but you had been for such an incredibly long time. Something that made his chest cave in with guilt. Even now the thought flooded him with feelings of pain and regret.

But that was in the past. A painful past that he wished he could change, but of course he couldn’t. The only thing he could do now was keep his word from back then. The day he told you he wanted to be with you, he said some things. He was honest with you back then, because you were, and still are his best friend, and you deserved that. So Jungkook knew he had to be truthful and tell you that he didn’t think he loved you like he loved Nari, at least not romantically— at least not all those months ago.

He wanted to make sure the first time he said it, it wasn’t with memories of the relationship he had with Nari staining his mind. He wanted to make sure the words were a hundred percent certain and only for you, because again, you deserved that as the girl that he considered his best friend, and as the girl who had known him for more than half of his life. The feisty girl who ignored him when he was seven. The girl who he saved from embarrassment when he was twelve. The girl who he kissed in that game of spin-the-bottle when he was fifteen. The girl he regrettably hurt in a fit of heartbreak two months ago. And now the girl that he—

“I love you.”

Your back immediately stiffened beneath his touch, and almost instantly you were turning over in his arms, eyes wide with shock. “W-what did you just say?” You asked, voice shaky.

He smiled, reaching up to cup the side of your face. “I said, I love you.”

He watched the way your breath hitched, hand coming up to grip around his wrist as some sort of anchor. Jungkook could feel the rapid hammering of his heart inside of his chest. Nerves in high-affect, almost to the point of it being numbing, but in a good kind of way.

“Like, love, love? Or… You’re my best friend, love?” You asked hesitantly.

“Both,” He whispered simply, pulling you closer so that your foreheads were now resting together. “I love you because you’re my best friend who I can tell anything to. I love you because I can be exactly who I am around you, and I’ve always loved you for those things, because, yeah, you’re my best friend. But now I love you because… I don’t even know,” He laughed, nervously, but you didn’t seem to mind. In fact you were smiling brighter than he’d ever seen from you, and that was saying a lot. “I love you because you’re just… You. You’re the you you’ve always been, and how the hell could I not love that? So yeah, I fucking love you, and I want to be with you, like this, forever.”

You bit your lip, presumably to halt the glossy sheen of tears that began to coat your eyes. Jungkook simply smiled, heart beat slowing now that the words were finally out in the open. He’d been wanting to say them for a while, but it never seemed like the time or place. But when he woke up that morning, with the sight of you within in his reach again, he prayed that he’d always be able to have that, and so the words just felt right.

Jungkook felt the caress of your hands move to frame the sides of his face. Mirrored smiles claiming both of you. You leaned forward, pressing a kiss to his lips.

“I love you, too,” You whispered, a slight shake in your voice, but the words still managed to wrap their way around Jungkook’s limbs in a flooding surge of pure ecstasy. He pulled your body on top of his own, hands grappling at your waist as you snaked your fingers through his hair, making it a morning filled with whispered, broken, and truthful ‘I love yous.’

Dear Self,
Not everyone who comes in your life is meant to stay, forever. You have to understand that there will be people placed in your life for not only growth - but self realization purposes. You will be tested. More than often, you’ll fail. Work on passing. People will make you love them deeper than you’ve ever loved before, and then leave. You have to love yourself enough to not sink. People will pick at your every flaw, making you self conscious. You have to promise yourself - you’ll never come to a point where you hate yourself. People will love you right, I promise. They’ll come in and they’ll actually stay lol. But sometimes.. you still won’t be happy. You have to take risks and distance yourself from your fears. Never allow yourself to get too comfortable to where you feel like you’re “stuck”. You aren’t stuck babe, you’re stagnant. Nothing beautiful comes from this place. There will be people who will choose you in convenience. Whether it be because you live close by, or because you’re the only person that they know will ALWAYS be there. It’s okay to not be there. Situate your own self. Don’t allow anyone to use you when its convenient for them. And for your own good, don’t use anyone in convenience either. There will be people who come into your life and want you for themselves. They’ll become possessive of you. Often, more times than not, they’ll be possessive of other people too. You probably aren’t the only one. And it’s easy to get caught in these situations when they make you feel loved and make you feel like you matter - but you are not an option. You never will be. You have to make sure that you never give anyone the power to make you feel less than. When a person has options, or more than one lover, you always end up wondering. Wondering whether you’re good enough, wondering why you aren’t the only one, wondering if you’re the first option. Fuck that. You deserve to be with someone who will only choose you, day in and day out. You deserve to be with the person who makes you happiest inside and makes you glow on the outside. You deserve to be with someone who will protect and take care of your heart, who will encourage you to keep growing. You deserve to continuously learn more and more about yourself and work at loving all of you better. You deserve to be with someone who wants you to love yourself more than you love them - so if they ever leave.. you don’t feel like you left with them.
—  Reyna Biddy
just thinkin abt team skull nonsense

game nights at the mansion with shitty mario party knockoffs and monopoly and scrabble. everyone cheats because there are No Rules in guzma’s house and more often than not a controller gets launched into a wall bc no one fucking lets ya boi ever win this isnt fair youre all banished get out of my town

monthly hair dye runs where guzma n some grunts go out to “raid” the nearest beauty salon and plumeria always has to go in after them to apologize and stop guzma before he gets himself arrested like the time before because what do you mean you dont have the right dyes you had them last time

graffiti expeditions where most of team skull goes out to spray paint important buildings or popular tourist destinations and every time they get caught but it doesnt matter because they’re team skull and they do this every week and they use paint that washes off easy and theyre all having a good time, why bother stopping them?

cold days where guzma makes tons of hot chocolate for everyone and turns on the heater for once and everyone gets comfy near the fireplace and watches funny movies

i just…… i love team skull

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OTH meme - [7/8] friendships: Haley and Quinn.
“I went to the beach house to tell you that…I’m pregnant. And I want you to be the godmother, because it’s been everything having you near me this past year. They say you don’t know what you’ve got till it’s gone. And I guess I didn’t know how much I missed you till you were in my life every day. How much I needed you. Come home soon, Quinny. And if you see mom, you tell her to send you right back here to me…because we have invitations to make and stories to write. Just me and my beautiful swan of a sister.”

“So if I asked you about art, you’d probably give me the skinny on every art book ever written. Michelangelo, you know a lot about him. Life’s work, political aspirations, him and the pope, sexual orientations, the whole works, right? But I’ll bet you can’t tell me what it smells like in the Sistine Chapel. You’ve never actually stood there and looked up at that beautiful ceiling; seen that. If I ask you about women, you’d probably give me a syllabus about your personal favorites. You may have even been laid a few times. But you can’t tell me what it feels like to wake up next to a woman and feel truly happy. You’re a tough kid. And I’d ask you about war, you’d probably throw Shakespeare at me, right, "once more unto the breach dear friends.” But you’ve never been near one. You’ve never held your best friend’s head in your lap, watch him gasp his last breath looking to you for help. I’d ask you about love, you’d probably quote me a sonnet. But you’ve never looked at a woman and been totally vulnerable. Known someone that could level you with her eyes, feeling like God put an angel on earth just for you. Who could rescue you from the depths of hell. And you wouldn’t know what it’s like to be her angel, to have that love for her, be there forever, through anything, through cancer. And you wouldn’t know about sleeping sitting up in the hospital room for two months, holding her hand, because the doctors could see in your eyes, that the terms “visiting hours” don’t apply to you. You don’t know about real loss, ‘cause it only occurs when you’ve loved something more than you love yourself. And I doubt you’ve ever dared to love anybody that much. And look at you… I don’t see an intelligent, confident man… I see a cocky, scared shitless kid. But you’re a genius Will. No one denies that. No one could possibly understand the depths of you. But you presume to know everything about me because you saw a painting of mine, and you ripped my fucking life apart. You’re an orphan right?“
—  Good Will Hunting