you make me feel like i should try harder

I guess I shouldn’t pretend that I didn’t feel the end coming, some words come easier than the truth. I’ve been saving my thoughts for a rainy day, but it’s everyday. I’ve been saving my feelings for a better day, there’s no better day than today, right? I’ve been saving every dime to buy myself a new smile, I’d go broke just to see it happen. I’ve been saving my heart for someone special, I really should just look into the fucking mirror. and the only thing distance has taught me is how far my feelings can travel, how breaking windows with loose change only makes my pockets deeper. they will tell you that distance is why we love harder - we’re always stretching for words to find the meaning our hands close on alone, trying to find ways to hold on while borrowing breaths we don’t have. After a while, it’ll feel like I never even knew you… but loving you was worth losing you. I guess I really shouldn’t write about you anymore, but I will. I guess I really shouldn’t love you anymore, but I will. I guess I really shouldn’t dwell on the past anymore, but I will. The drugs will sound a little softer the next time my heart decides to sound out your name in a rhythm of hey, i remember you like it was yesterday, the way your smile invited my lips over for a conversation, the way your body language said we’ll be just fine, you and i, the way your heart doesn’t beat like it used to, the way my eyes looks when it’s past 24 hours of no sleep, the way my words seem like a maze, the way that i’ve wronged you, the way that i write about it in every metaphor, the way that we weren’t meant to work, but we did and that’s the worst part, isn’t it? even love turns its back on you.
—  The Ate & The Bunso
Disney Villain Sentence Starters

Evil Queen

“Silence! You know the penalty if you fail.”
“I’ll share a secret with you. This is no ordinary ____, it’s a magic wishing ____.”
“One bite, and all your dreams will come true.”
“Now, make a wish, and take a bite.”
“I’ll fix ya! I’ll crush your bones!”
“All alone, my pet?”


“There! This will be your home - where I can find you always!”
“You will make lots of money… For me!”
“QUIET! Shut up before I *knock* you silly!”

Lady Tremaine

“Well, I see no reason why you can’t go… if you get all your work done.”
“Get up. Quick, this instant! We haven’t a moment to lose!”
“You clumsy little fool!”
“Oh. Well, don’t just stand there. Bring up the breakfast trays at once, and hurry!”
“Hold your tongue! Now, it seems we have time on our hands.”
“Wouldn’t you prefer to eat when all the work is done?” 
“What on earth have you’ve been doing?”
“It would be an insult to take you to the palace dressed in these old rags.”
“I forbid you to do this!”
“How charming, how perfectly charming.”
“Why? Because YOU are *young*, and *innocent*, and *good*, and I…”
“And so, I lived unhappily ever after.”

Queen of Hearts/Red Queen

“I warn you, child… if I lose my temper, you lose your head! Understand?”
“Your way? All ways here are my ways!”
Curtsy while you’re thinking. It saves time.”
“How would you like to have your head hacked off?”
“Never mind him/her. (S)he’s mad.”
“It is far better to be feared than loved.”

Captain Hook

“Thank you, me dear, you’ve been most helpful.”
“So passes on a worthy opponent.”
“Good, then let’s have at it!”
“And that’s why I asked you over, my dear.”
“A jealous female can be tricked into anything.”
“Oh, a little persuasion might be in order.”


“Why so melancholy? A wondrous future lies before you - you, the destined hero(ine) of a charming fairy tale come true.”
“Oh, they’re hopeless. A disgrace to the forces of evil.”
“Touch the spindle. Touch it I say!”
“You poor, simple fools. Thinking you could defeat me.
Well, here’s your precious *(prince)ss*!”
“Are you sure you searched everywhere?”
“I must say, I really felt quite distressed at not receiving an invitation.”
“Oh dear! What an awkward situation.”
“This curse will last till the end of time! No power on ____ can change it!”
“I like you begging. Do it again.”

Cruella DeVil

“You can’t possibly afford to keep them. You can scarcely afford to feed yourselves.”
“Come now, I’m being more than generous.”
“Do as you like with them! Drown them!”
“But I warn you, ____, we’re through. I’m through with all of you! I’ll get even. Just wait.”
“I’ve got no time to argue. I tell you, it’s got to be done tonight!”
So they thought they could outwit ____?”
“What kind of sycophant are you?”
“We lose more women to marriage than war, famine, and disease.”
“Darling, red isn’t your color.”
“Be sure to let me know when the blessed event occurs.”
“My faith in your limited intelligence is momentarily restored.”

Madame Mim

“Now, first of all, if you don’t mind, I’ll make the rules.”
“Sounds like someone’s sick. How lovely.”
“So, my boy/girl, I’m afraid I’ll have to destroy you.”
“Yeah, I-I’ll give you a sporting chance. I’m mad about games, you know.”
“And (s)he must see something good in you.”

Shere Khan

“I can’t be bothered with that, I have no time for that nonesense.”
“Perhaps. But at the moment I’m searching for a ____.”
“Why should you run? Is it possible that you don’t know who I am?
Precisely. And you should know that everyone runs from ____.”
“Ah, you have spirit for one so small.”
“Now, I’m going to close my eyes and count to ten. It makes the chase more interesting… for me.” 
“Does my face not remind you of what grown man can do?”
“All I ask for is one thing and you denied me. Well that ends now.” 


“You’re going to ____ if it’s the last thing I do.”

Sheriff of Nottingham

Now, take it easy, ____, I’m just doing my duty.
Listen, ____, you’re mighty preachy and you’re gonna preach your neck right into a hangman’s noose.

Prince John

“____, with you around, who needs a court jester?”
“You’re never around when I need you!”
“I told you never to mention ____’s name!”
“Get out of that if you can.”
“I sentence you to sudden, instant, and even immediate death!”
“My dear, emotional lady, why should I?”
“Young love, your pleads have not fallen upon a heart of stone. But traitors must die!”
“This crown gives me a feeling of power! Power! Forgive me a cruel chuckle. Heh-heh-heh. Power.”
“Stop sniveling and hold still.”

Madame Medusa

“You must gain their confidence… make them like you.”
“Now, I’m going to let bygones be bygones. Do you know what would make Auntie/Uncle ____ very happy?”
“Of course, you have. But we must try harder, mustn’t we?”
“Adopted? What makes you think anyone would want a homely little girl/boy like you?”
“Not until you get the diamond!”

Amos Slad

“Watch it, that thing’s loaded.”
“____, get back in there before I break your other leg.”

The Horned King

“You’ve interfered for the last time!”
“Perhaps it would interest you to see what fate has in store for you.”


“Oh, my dear ____. I’m afraid that you’ve gone and upset me. You know what happens when someone upsets me.”
“You don’t know what a delightful dilemma it was, trying to decide on the most appropriate method for your demise.”
“Oh, I had so many ingenious ideas I didn’t know which to choose. So I decided to use them all.”
“You should have chosen your friends more carefully.”
“All will bow before me!”


“Three sunrises. Three sunsets. Three days, ____.”
“So, ____. Did we bring something green and wrinkly to make ____ happy?”
“If you don’t have my money…”
“Now, I lent you some money, and I don’t see it. Do you know what happens when I don’t see my money, ____?”


“So much for true love!”
“My dear, sweet child. That’s what I do. It’s what I live for, to help unfortunate ___, like yourself, poor souls with no one else to turn to.”
“It’s she who holds her tongue who gets her man.”
“Oh, and there is one more thing. We haven’t discussed the subject of payment. You can’t get something for nothing, you know.”


“It’s not right for a woman to read. Soon she starts getting *ideas*, and *thinking*…”
“How can you read this? There’s no pictures!”
“This is the day your dreams come true.”
“Say you’ll marry me.”
“If I didn’t know better, I’d think you had *feelings* for this monster.”
“It’s over, ____! ____ is mine!”


“You will order ____ to marry me.”
“____ *will* marry me!”
“You’re speechless, I see. A fine quality in a wife.”
“I am your master now!
“Trust me, my friend. You’ll get what’s coming to you.”


“Life’s not fair, is it?”
“And you… shall never see the light of another day.”
“Ahh, so you haven’t told them your little secret.”
“Oh, no, ____. Perhaps *you* shouldn’t turn your back on *me*.”
“Well, I suppose you’d have found out sooner or later, you being so clever and all.”
“And remember… it’s our little secret.”
“Oooh… I quiver with *fear*…”
“I’m *surrounded* by idiots.”
“Run. Run away, and never return.”

Governor Ratcliffe

“I’ll have your head for this!”
“How dare you!”
“Well, I’ll just have to take it/you by force then, won’t I?”
“This is my land!”
“I make the laws here!”
“That’s what guns are for.”
“A mans not a man unless he knows how to shoot.”


“How dare you defy me!”
“Mark my words, —, you will pay for this insolence.”
“Look at that disgusting display.”
“I know you helped him/her escape.”
“You idiot! That wasn’t kindness, it was cunning!”
“Dear boy/girl, whomever are you talking to?”
“I think… you’re hiding something.”
“I’ll find her/him. I’ll find her/him if I burn down all of ____!”
“And this my thanks for taking you in and raising you as my son/daughter?”
“These people are traitors, and must be made examples of.”
“I can save you from the flames of this world, and the next. Choose me, or the fire.”
“You’ve chosen a magnificent prison, but it is a prison nonetheless. Set one foot outside, and you’re mine.”
“You don’t know what it’s like out there. I do. I do.”


“So you took care of him, huh? “Dead as a doornail.” Weren’t those your *exact* words?”
“Okay, fine, fine. I’m cool. I’m fine.”
“I need somebody who can… handle him/her as a (wo)man.”
“Well, you know, that’s good because that’s what got you into this jam in the first place, isn’t it?”
“You sold your soul to me to save your boyfriend/girlfriend’s life. And how does this creep/bitch thank you? By running off with some babe.”
“(S)he hurt you real bad, didn’t (s)he, ___? Huh?”
“We dance, we kiss, we schmooze, we carry on, we go home happy. What do you say? Come on.”
“____, ____, ____, my sweet deluded little minion. Aren’t we forgetting one teensy-weensy, but ever so crucial little, tiny detail? I own you!”
“____, listen. Do you hear that sound? It’s the sound of your freedom, fluttering away, *forever*!”
“I can’t believe you’re getting all worked up over some “guy/chick.””
“Now you now how it feels to be like everyone else. Isn’t it just peachy?”
“____, my little flower, my little bird, my little *nut*-____. What exactly happened here?”


“I tire of your arrogance, ____. Bow to me!”
“Looks like you’re all out of ideas.”
“You took away my victory!”


“Go ahead. Shoot me. Be a (wo)man.”
“Why? For 300 pounds sterling a head.” 
“Actually, I have you to thank, old boy/girl. Couldn’t have done it without you.”


“Excellent. A few drops in his/her drink, and then I’ll propose a toast, and (s)he will be dead before dessert.”
“Just think of it as you’re being let go, that your life’s going in a different direction, that your body’s part of a permanent outplacement.”
“I know. It’s called a “cruel irony”, like my dependence on you.”
“It is no concern of mine whether or not your family has… what was it again?”
“Take him/her out of town and finish the job now!”
“Why do we even *have* that lever?”
“____! Why did I think you could do this? This one simple thing! It’s like I’m talking to a monkey.”
“Fired? W-W-What do you mean, “fired”?”
“Why, I practically raised him/her.”
“That is the last time we take directions from a ____.”
“This had better be good!”
“_____ is dead, right? Tell me ____’s dead. I need to hear these words.”

Commander Rourke

“What’s to know? It’s big, it’s shiny, it’s gonna make us all rich.”
“It’s called natural selection. We’re just helping it along.”
“Looks like all our chances for survival rest with you, ____.”
“Well, as usual, diplomacy has failed us. Now, I’m going to count to ten, and you’re going to tell me where the crystal is. One, two, nine…”
“I love it when I win.”
“I consider myself an even tempered (wo)man. It takes a lot to get under my skin, but congratulations, you just won the solid-gold kewpie doll.”


“____ should learn to mind their own business.”
“Maybe your ears don’t work so well.”
“The girl was sniffing about.”
“It’s that boy/girl. Methinks you have a soft spot for him/her.”
“I say we kill ‘em all now.”

Oogie Boogie Man

“Well well well. What have we here?”
“So you’re the one everybody’s talking about?”
“It’s much more fun, I must confess, with lives on the line.”

Dr. Facilier 

“Gotta hand it to you, ____. When you dream, you dream big.”
“Don’t you disrespect me, little man/lady!” 
“You’re in my world now, not your world.”
“Y'all should have taken my deal.”

Mother Gothel

“Look in that mirror. I see a strong, confident, beautiful/handsome young lady/man. Oh look, you’re here too.”
“I distinctly remember, your birthday was last year.”
“YOU are not leaving this tower! EVER!”
“Great. Now I’M the bad guy.”
“____, please, stop with the mumbling. You know how I feel about the mumbling. Blah blah blah blah blah, it’s very annoying!”
“Dear, this whole romance that you’ve invented just proves you’re too naive to be here.”
“Why would (s)he like you? Come on now, really. Look at you! You think that (s)he’s impressed?”
“Please speak up, ____. You know how I hate the mumbling…”
“Oh, ____, do you even hear yourself? Why would you ask such a ridiculous question?”
“Everything I did was to protect YOU.”
“Where will you go? (S)he won’t be there for you.”
“Now, now, it’s all right. Listen to me. All of this is as it should be.”
“You want me to be the bad guy? Fine. Now I’m the bad guy.”
“The world is dark and selfish and cruel. If it finds even the slightest ray of sunshine, it destroys it!”

King Candy

“Sad as it is, ____ can not be allowed to ____.”
“I’m not against her/him! I’m trying to *protect* her/him!” 
“Welcome to the boss level!”

Prince Hans

“Can I say something crazy? Will you marry me?”
“Oh, ____. If only there was someone out there who loved you.”
“I, on the other hand, am the hero who’s going to save ____ from destruction.”


“It’s still my word against yours.”
“It really is too bad, I… I did like you!”
“I framed ____; I can frame you too!”

Seokjin Scenario: Blue-Blooded.

Request: Could you write a historical AU where Jin is the crowned prince and you, who didn’t have interest in politcal stuffs and the prince is to be wed to him. You’re forced to be groomed to be the next queen with Jin as the King but you refuse to learn and act like a one. Ultimately, Jin steps up to help you learn, make you fall in love with him and accept your fate. But once you accept them more problems arise(an heir, coronation etc.) making you think if it was the right decision? 

Genre: Romance

Anybody hearing you sighing would think it was that you felt overwhelmed and marveled at the castle’s opulence and many exquisite details of the great hall where you’d been left to wait, but in reality you were frustrated, bored and angry altogether. You didn’t want to be there and forced to accept your life to be like your family wanted it to, this was something you should be deciding yourself so maybe you didn’t feel  handed out to be trained and tamed to other people’s will. You hated that feeling of impotence.

You were to start preparing for the role you were promised to, but it wasn’t much of a role and you wondered why you needed any preparation at all to be treated like a decorative flower vase. You’d never seen a queen acting without the consent of the king or being more than the pretty decorative woman at his side and you didn’t want to be that.

You heard steps approaching so you tried to hide your bad humor beneath a calm face and then you saw him, the crown prince, your future husband and future king, making his way to you accompanied by two footmen that he dismissed after he crossed the threshold. Seokjin’s presence seemed to take over the whole room, he was grand and his royal status seemed to ooze out of him in every breath, he was tall and appealing and the dream of every woman in the kingdom. He smiled wholeheartedly when he stopped a few steps before you, bowing deeply to show his respect and you were quick to do a perfect courtesy yourself.

–Milady – his voice was sweet and he seemed happy by your presence.  –I’m glad to finally have you here –

–Your highness, thanks for receiving me –  The prince had always been nice to you, he was proper and correct and had never treated you badly or inferior in the few meetings you’d had, but you didn’t know him enough to be sure he was really like that. You felt a little uncomfortable, not knowing  what else to say and it wasn’t exactly every day that someone as witty and quick mouthed like you had trouble to find something to say, you didn’t want to attribute that lack of words to Seokjin’s presence or to the way he was looking at you.

Seokjin smiled kindly and it didn’t look forced or fake at least. –It’s my pleasure. I hope your chambers are of your liking for the time being –

You nodded, remembering your bedroom, filled with tapestries of a deep violet color that represented the royal family, with a bed big enough for more than three people to lay there, shelves wide enough to storage all your garments and dresses without trouble, and you hadn’t seen further than that but it was surely filled with anything you might need, handmaids included, at least the prince didn’t lack in details. You didn’t miss the way he added for the time being at the end of his sentence, you were to share the same bedroom when you married after all.

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Low Levels

Jack could always tell when his blood sugar levels got low.

His hands would shake, only a little at first, and his vision would get slightly burry on the edges, but not enough to hinder him.

Those were the two most telling signs, and there were other smaller less significant ones that he had picked up over the years of having diabetes. And for the most part, he was good at not letting them get too low. Because it had happened a handful of times, and always left him feeling like complete shit after he woke up.

Passing out was not that fun, no matter what anyone said.

There were very few people that actually knew of Jack’s diabetes too, because he didn’t feel as if it was a fact that needed to be spread, and if he was being totally honest, he thought it made him seem weak.

He knew that that was a stupid reason for not telling people, and he kept an identification tag on him at all times, just in case, but that was how his mind worked.

Of the few people to know though, Joe was surprisingly not one of them, despite the two having been dating for over a year now. Only Conor, Mikey, and Josh knew from their group.

Conor because he was Jack’s older brother and had thus grown up with it, Mikey because he caught the teacher scolding Jack one day for letting his sugar levels get too low, and Josh because during their year of living together, Jack had unfortunately let them get too low again and had passed out. To which Josh had had a full on freak out, calling Conor, and panicking.

Jack hated that those three knew, but was thankful that they hadn’t revealed his secret to anyone else.

And he knew that Joe deserved to know, it wasn’t right keeping something from the man he cared so much for, but no matter how many times Jack tried to tell Joe, he just couldn’t bring himself to admit to that weakness, and so he kept it a secret.

Which meant that when the signs of low blood sugar did begin to show, Jack had to try to hide them.

Although that wasn’t always that easy, because it turned out his boyfriend was very observant.

“Are you alright?” Joe frowns over at Jack, reaching for one of his hands, but the younger man jerks back suddenly.


Conor glances up from his phone, sat on the other side of Jack as they get ready to film a video, surprised by the sudden outburst from his younger brother.

“You’re shaking though.” Joe reaches forward again, but pauses halfway as Jack tries to pull back further, his back pressing against Conor’s shoulder.

“Jack…” The older Maynard says in a warning tone, already catching on to whats happening.

“I’m fine, Conor!” Jack snaps, jumping up from the bed. He waits for the world to settle before staring down at the other two bodies, trying his best to ignore the blurriness creeping in at the edges of his vision. “I just need to grab a drink.”

He stumbles slightly in the hallway, bracing himself against the wall as he shakes his head, hoping it’ll help with the increasing blurriness. From behind him, he can hear mumbled voices, but they sound distant, and are fading in and out.

Taking another step seems exhausting, so Jack leans back against the wall heavily, clenching his hands into fists, trying to lessen the shaking that’s slowly traveling across his body.

“Jack?” He opens his eyes, not realizing they had closed, and turns his head to look back to the doorway, seeing Joe standing there, worry spread across his face.

But his boyfriend is shifting, his body is turning sideways, and growing taller. Or is Jack shrinking?

“Jack!” He hears faintly as darkness takes over and the floor gives out.

Then he feels nothing.

“Why isn’t he waking up? Conor, why isn’t he waking up?!” Joe’s frantic tone hits Jack first, and he lets out a small groan, his hand blindly searching for his boyfriends, wanting to reassure him and shut him the hell up. Because Jack’s head is pounding, and he cannot handle a worried Joe right now.

“Relax, he’s coming to.” Conor’s more calm tone cuts through the fogginess, and Jack blinks open his eyes as his hand connects with another, fingers slipping through his.

The first thing he sees is a disapproving frown on his older brothers face, and when he tilts his head slightly, he sees a distraught looking Joe.

“Wha’ happened?” Jack’s tongue feels heavy, and the pounding in his head dramatically increases, as if the pain is aware he’s awake and wants to further torture him.

“You’re a bloody idiot, again. That’s what.” Conor answers, helping him sit up, steadying him with a hand on his shoulder until Jack gives a little nod.

“What the fuck, Jack?” Joe finally blurts out, his hand in Jack’s tightening its grip. “Why the hell wouldn’t you tell me you have fucking diabetes?! This is kind of an important thing to tell people!”

“You told him?” Jack asks Conor, who gives him a pointed look, “Yeah, alright, fair enough.” He sighs, taking the bottle of juice handed to him. After taking a long drink, he finally looks back over at Joe, who’s staring over at him expectantly.

“Babe…I’m sorry.”

“You’re sorry?!”

“Joe.” Conor warns.

“If you hadn’t just passed out…” Joe shakes his head, sitting down heavily beside Jack, “That was bloody terrifying you know.”

“Again, I’m sorry,” The younger man lifts their intertwined hands onto his lap, rubbing his thumb across the back of Joe’s hand. “I didn’t realize it was that bad.”

“I took your numbers, Jack.” Conor’s voice turns tense, “When was the last time you even ate?”

Taking another drink of the juice, Jack buys a little time before answering, knowing both are not going to be happy with his answer: “Uhm, yesterday some time.”



He flinches at the harsh tones, “I’m sorry, okay?! I got busy! And then we got home so late, and I was exhausted, and just fell into bed! I meant to eat something, but I just…forgot.”

“For fuck sake’s…” Conor mutters, starting to pace. “You can’t just forget to eat, Jack! We’ve talked about this. With mum, with the doctor, with the dietitian. You cannot forget to eat, it messes with your level’s, and hurts your body!”


“No.” He whirls around, glaring over at Jack, “There is no excuse. So stop being an idiot, and remember to eat! And stop hiding it from the people you love!” With that final word, he turns and walks away, leaving a stunned Joe and a guilty Jack.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” Joe asks quietly a minute later, his free hand tracing Jack’s tattoo.

“Because I’m an idiot.” The younger man tells him, “And I don’t know,” He shifts, feeling embarrassed, “Guess it makes me weak.”

“Having diabetes makes you weak?”

“Like I said, I’m an idiot.”

“You aren’t an idiot,” Joe tells him fiercely, moving his hand to Jack’s cheek, turning his boyfriends face to his own, “And it doesn’t make you weak. But you should have told me, so I could have reminded you to eat. Jack, I was terrified when I saw you collapse. I had no idea what was going on!”

“I know, babe,” He leans into the touch, “And I really am sorry.”

“Please don’t forget to eat anymore.”

“I promise to try harder at remembering.”

“You shouldn’t be trying, you should just be doing.”

“I know,” Jack leans forward, kissing Joe quickly, “Thanks for fussing over me.”

“I always will,” Joe smiles back, “Now come on, let’s go get you some food and find a movie to watch.”

“But, the video…”

“The video can wait!” Conor calls out, waiting for them a few feet away, “Food and relaxing first.”

“Yes, sir.” Jack rolls his eyes, but smiles at his older brother as Joe leads him towards the kitchen, a silent thank you passing between them.

“Piss off.” Conor laughs, shoving at Jack’s shoulder when he’s close enough.

One Night Only [Chapter 1]

Jackson can’t put you in his past, not before he gets one last night with you.

Genre: Angst

Contains Text Images, Flashbacks throughout.

You exhaled deeply as you sent the text, giving into Jackson. You knew that you shouldn’t continue seeing him. You couldn’t allow yourself to be pulled back in. You weren’t sure if you would be able to recover this time around. You thought back to the night he left you without any sort of explanation.

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anonymous asked:

I have a question that may be silly, but I dunno who else to ask. I'm a new witch, and I smoke weed. I'm finding it hard to meditate unless I'm high, even if it's just a tiny buzz. But, I can't do it otherwise and I have been trying for months. I almost feel like I'm cheating. Does this make it less valid, should I try harder, should I avoid weed at all? Sorry for bothering you!

You’re not cheating, there’s no cheating in witchcraft. It’s your practice, if you need to get high - get high. If it makes you feel any better I literally do everything stoned. 🌿💨

I need you to understand

I need to get you to understand
My feelings for you have changed
I know you’re probably wondering
For better or worse?
Shit, I just don’t know
My love for you used to grow
Used to make me feel like I’m the luckiest girl in the world
Now… I really don’t know

When it comes to you
My options are limited
My opinions are ignored
I can’t speak my mind
Without you pushing me aside
In one ear & out the other
You make me feel like I shouldn’t even bother
I should just quit putting in effort
Because no matter what I do
It’s not good enough for you
I try to change
For the better
But you’re constant accusations
Is making it so much more harder
So these reminders of what it could’ve been
What it should’ve been
& what it can become
Don’t affect me like before
I think it’s time to let go

Like in our vows / A Nate Maloley Imagine

“Can I have a Nate maloley imagine where y/n and Nate are trying to have kids but they keep failing, and finally y/n goes to the doctor and they tell her that she is not able to have kids, and she thinks that Nate will leave her for someone else who can actually give him the family that he wants, but Nate was really sweet about the whole situation even though he is upset himself”

Here you go, this was an hard one to write. I hope it’s okay.

Please request me other imagine ideas!


9 months. 9 months me and my husband Nate had been trying for a baby. But nothing worked, no matter what we tried.

I wasn’t myself lately, the day me and Nate decided we wanted to take our marriage to the next step with starting our own little family was an amazing idea. At least, back then. Now all these months later I’m desperate. Desperate to see 2 little red lines on that pregnancy test. Of cource today, the test was negative. Again.

I laid in our bed, watching Netflix as Nate came in the room. He knew what happend and turned the tv off and looked at me. “Baby girl” he says and all the tears i’ve been holding in the last few hours fall out. He pulls me into a tight hug rubbing my back. “Nate this isnt fair” I say starting to sob. “I know baby, this ain’t fair.” He says trying to keep himself strong. “Can we lay down please?” I ask him and he nods “of cource we can”
We both lay down and we cuddle up. “We should go to the doctors again.” He says after a moment of silence. “Nate they will only tell us to try harder, you know that” I tell him. Nate really wanted kids. “We tried 9 months Y/N! We don’t know what’s going on! I’m getting crazy!” Nate gets mad, or upset. I can’t tell. All i know is that it only makes me feel worse. I feel like crying again but instead I start to sob. Nate looks at me. “Please let me take you to the doctors.” He almost begs me. After a while I nod. “Thank you” he says.

The drive to the doctors office was quiet, even the radio wasn’t on. We just didn’t had any words left to discuss about what was going on.

After a while we finally arrived. I get out off the car and looks at Nate. He comes closer and kisses me. “I love you Y/N, I always will.” He says grabbing my hand before we get inside. The waiters room was empty, on the ground we saw all sorts of kid toys. I looked at them and smiled. So beautiful and joyful.

After a while the doctor calls our name and we get inside. “Still nothing?” She asks us. We both shake our head. “Well, we might take some blood to see if everything’s alright. Is that okay for the both of you?” She asks us. We nod.

A week later.

“Why isn’t she calling Nate?” I say looking at my phone.
“I don’t know, maybe she will call in a second. She promised us to call as soon she had the results.” Nate says trying to calm me down. I shake my head and look at my phone again
“She’s a minute too late” I say, I got so frustrated. “Calm down baby, she is going to call I prom-”
Nate got interupted by my loud ringtone. I pick up as fast as I can.

The call wasn’t long, I dropped the phone. And fell down. Tears running down my face. Nate gets the phone, and she tells him the same few words;

“I’m sorry, we found out your wife can’t get pregnant.”

I haven’t seen Nate cry since the day we got married. Seeing him like this because my body doesn’t allow me to get kids broke my heart. At this point we couldn’t even comfort each other. “I’m sorry”
“Don’t be, it’s not your fault.” He says trying to comfort me even though he was broken after the news he just heard. “You are going to divorce with me, aren’t you?” I say looking into his dark brown, watery eyes. “I would never leave you. That was written in my vows.” He tells me. “Vows are just a paper” I respond
“Not when it comes down to you Y/N.”
He pulls me closer. “Eventually you’ll break up with me Nate, and get a family you always wanted” I whisper trying not to cry again. “We can make it on our own Y/N. We really can.” He says, I don’t know if it was him convincing himself or if he actually meant what he said. I just nodded.

  • Me: *tries to socialize*
  • Me: *is honest and true to self*
  • Me: *is respectful and has okay jokes*
  • Me: *starts all conversations and introduces people*
  • Me: *does the best I can and makes all efforts to be on control of myself*
  • Peers: you should try to be more social. You can't blame anyone but yourself for feeling lonely if you don't make the attempt to socialize!
  • Me in my head: that was like four times and it was because I HAVE SOCIAL ANXIETY AND I WAS STARTING TO HAVE A PANIC ATTACK.
  • Me: haha I guess you're right! :) I'll just try harder lol.
Jack Johnson - Punishment (smut)

Request: Can you do a Jack Johnson imagine? It’s Christmas and Y/N and J are spending it together and they have dinner at Johnson’s family’s house and Johnson is teasing her underneath the table and when they finally get home, they make love. And can she be the dominant one?


Isn’t Christmas the best time of the year? The smell, the view, the feeling, everything. But what I like the most about it that I can spend time with the most important people in my life. My family, my love and his family. Jack and I had been together for more than three years and I couldn’t imagine myself with anyone other than him. This year, since my parents travelled to France for the holidays we were spending it with Jack’s family and we would celebrate with my parents later when they got back. Jennifer invited us for a nice dinner and I could tell Jack was very happy that we were having a peaceful family dinner. Lately our days were so crazy with our busy schedules and everything. It was time we had some days off.

“Here is my favorite couple!” Jennifer greeted us with a huge hug as we entered the house.

“Hey there,” I chuckled hugging her back. Fortunately I had a great relationship with Jack’s family, I loved to be around them, his parents were so sweet and they always supported us.

His dad, John and his brother Jeff also came out of the living room to greet us and a few minutes later we were all sitting at the table.

“Y/N, Jack told me your parents are on a vacation. Where did they go?” John asked when we started eating.

“They are in France. They are having their second honeymoon,” I said giggling.

“Oh, France, what a beautiful country!” Jennifer sighed smiling down at her plate.

I glanced over to Jack because I knew that his dad was planning to take her to Paris for New Year’s Eve, but it was still a surprise, so I just smiled at Jack and when he returned it we both turned back to the table.

Jeff started to tell us about his new job, when I felt a warm hand on my thigh. I thought Jack was doing his usual “I’m your boyfriend, I got to hold your thighs whenever I want to” thing, but then he started to caress and move a bit higher. I took a deep breath when his fingers moved to an area he wasn’t supposed to touch right at that moment.

I gave him a serious stare, but he wasn’t even looking at me. I was hoping he would quit this little game, but I was wrong. He pressed two of his fingers against my clit through the fabric of my jeans and I almost moaned loudly. I barely could contain myself when he decided to do some magical movements. I wrapped my hand around his wrist and tried to push it away, but I had no chance.

Jennifer started to talk about a story that I couldn’t even remember how started, and I tried to keep my face straight, but Jack kept teasing me and I knew he would get punished for it.

I managed to keep my moans inside, when the dinner was over and we all moved to the living room meaning that Jack hat to let go of me.

“You are going to be punished for this, baby,” I whispered before we sat down to the couch.

“I can’t wait,” he chuckled kissing me quickly.

It was almost midnight when we headed home and I couldn’t wait to be alone with Jack. As soon as the door closed behind us I pinned him against it. He smirked at me putting his arms around me.

“What is it baby? Do you feel seduced?” he asked brushing his lips against mine for a bare minute.

“You can’t do this again. I almost had an orgasm at that damn table where your family was having dinner,” I warned him raising my eyebrows at him.

“And what are you going to do with me?”

“You’ll get your punishment, don’t be afraid,” I smirked and pulled him up to our bedroom.

With Jack I could be perfectly myself in the real life and when we were just alone in our world. He let me take the lead every time, he knew I needed to be in charge to feel comfortable and he willingly gave me this whenever I felt like I needed it.

By the time we got into the room his shirt was gone and my blouse was also lying on the floor. Following some passionate kisses I pushed him onto the bed getting on top of him. I pinned his arms above his head and started to kiss his neck, his shoulders and his chest. Then I looked up to his eyes.

“Don’t move your hands. If you move, you’ll sleep on the couch,” I told him arching an eyebrow. He pressed his lips to a thin line and nodded. I let go of his hands and started to kiss down on his chest towards his lower stomach while I watched if he moves his hands or not. When I pressed a kiss to his bellybutton I saw his hands start to raise and I immediately stopped.

“What did I say?” I warned him and he put them back. I got rid of his pants and boxers and then took off all my clothes too before sitting on his waist. My hands were all over him making it harder for him to stay still. I knew he wanted to touch me and put his arms around me, but it was a punishment for God’s sake. I could feel his excitement, he didn’t like it when I was teasing him and I may have been enjoying his misery more than I should have.

“Baby, please,” he whined shifting beneath me.

“Please what?” I asked raising my eyebrows and looking down at him.

“Please don’t tease me!”

“Will you tease me next time?”

“No,” he whispered trying to capture our lips, but I leaned back.

“What? I didn’t hear you, baby.”

“No!” he yelled and I thought he had enough. I pressed my lips to his and put his arms around my body. Lifting myself up a bit I eased down, he pushed his hips forward and he was finally inside me. I started to move back and forth, up and down while our lips never parted. I let my moans escape, Jack didn’t even try to flip us over, he knew I had to be the leader until the very last moment.

Reaching our highs I collapsed on top of him as he was caressing my face. I listened to his heavy breathing until it was steady again and then I lay down next to him. He looked down at me smiling.

“I hate to admit it, but I love when you punish me,” he said grinning at me. I chuckled and pressed a kiss to his lips.

“I have to teach you how to behave, baby.”

anonymous asked:

that dance bangtan bomb. vkook (mostly) and yoonmin shippers decided to take over the comment section and you got so many people talking about those 2 ships and when someone mentions jikook, they're frowned upon and you got vkook fans "correcting" jikook shippers how vkook is real

yeah now that you guys mention it, everytime i go on an obviously jikook video i never see comments that are like “zomggggg JIKOOK”. like EVER. it’s always another ship or just random comments in general. but that’s just YouTube. facebook is all jikook and apparently they’re quite popular with k-netizens which makes it seem so weird to me. it’s like there’s a secret internet goblin deleting all the jikook comments XDDDD

but i’ve said it before and i’ll say it again: this “shipping tension” between jikook shippers and everyone else is not even necessary anymore. there once was a time when i did feel that slight tinge when i saw mentions of other ships, but…not anymore. and i know you guys are expecting me to say something like “oh we should be a happy family” or “multishipping is a thing” but no, that’s actually not what I’m saying at all:

Recently, Jikook has reached a level where, to me, they don’t really have “competition” anymore XD

And yes, I understand there’s that psychology myth where it takes ten positive to counterbalance one negative or whatever but cmon, we have like ten to the power of jikook positives at this point, why do we even care?

I mean, say what you want but did your OTP ever get on stage and drop it together after which they promptly bent and snapped to a song about “Coming of Age”?

Did your OTP ever have an entire heartwarming video compilation worth 4+ min of just flirting at one day of a public event?

Has he ever whispered “I want you” while groaning at the sight of his alleged boyfriend?

cmon guys. why do we have to fight with others. they have their moments we have ours. when we got it so good nowadays. ever since the fire era, everything has been jikook. and the past month itself has given us no chance to relax and turn back to reality so why should we even care about what others are saying? i mean, they have to try so much harder than us to see these things recently, while we just kind of sit here and analyze the obvious XD cut them some slack.

in fact, im lowkey glad to see that jikook shippers are so called “few in number and underdogs” (even though i highly doubt it), because you know what, it makes me feel like a freaking chosen one. :D

tl;dr: jikook is practically canon. so we don’t even need to get irritated because we know what we know ;)

anonymous asked:

I'm 25 and I never had a relationship. I hate that fact and I always try to avoid itor be vague about it when I'm talking to people. I know we should be well by yourselves but I wish I had someone? And I'm scared I never will. I just feel like I'm getting older and older and it will just get harder to find someone.

25 isn’t old!  And never having had a relationship by 25 doesn’t make you an “old maid” by anyone’s measurement, and it shouldn’t do so by your own measure either.  It is completely normal to wish for someone else.  I don’t think humans were created to exist alone.  It’s why there are so many of us who congregate here on a website to seek companionship.  

Your fear is completely normal.  I remember that fear vividly.  (It was right up there with the fear of never having children or never making my father proud.) Fears can either motivate us or paralyze us.  Which is yours?  Because if your fear keeps you from being happy, then that’s not okay.  But if it’s the occasional late-night, can’t-sleep fear?  That happens to all of us.  

I won’t promise that you’ll find someone in the timeframe you’ve set for yourself.  What I can promise is that your life will be richer if you surround yourself with people who care about you.  And that might lead to your “forever” person.  Good luck!

Tell Me Your Truth


This scene from the Bloody Twins’ route in Clover amused me so much. Seeing them glue themselves to Alice so strongly, Elliot advises them to take it easy on the poor girl. Initially Alice is appreciative of his concern, but it soon turns out that he isn’t worried about Alice’s mental health like she thought, but physical.

Elliot: You sure have it hard.

Alice:(Yeah, very.)

Alice:(Mr. Rabbit, help me out here…)

Elliot: You guys, think of her a little more. It’s gotta be hard on Alice,handing two of you at once. I feel bad for her.

Elliot: For someone inexperienced, you should-oh wait, you guys don’t have any experience either. That’s gotta make things even harder for the poor girl…

I think my call for help reached him, but he took it in a different meaning.

Alice: (It IS hard on me, but not like that…)

Elliot: At least go one by one, take turns every other day or something…

Alice: (This rabbit…)

Alice: (Is this his way of helping?!)

Elliot: Ah, like try doing ×××××× or maybe ×××××, I donno how you guys do it, but ×××××××××××× in a ×××××××××× way might be ××××××.

Elliot: ××××××××××××××××××××××××・・・

Elliot: ×××××××××××・・・

Elliot: ××××××××・・・

Elliot: ××××××・・・

Alice: ・・・~~~!!!!

Alice: (This is sexual harassment!)

Alice: (This damned sexually harassing rabbit!)

Elliot can be considered my boss inside the organization. So in other words…

Alice: (Sexually harassing boss!)

Dum: I don’t really get half of what you’re saying….But we’re fine with being together. Because we’d end up fighting otherwise.

Dee: Big sis will be sad if we fight.

Dum: Uh-huh. That’s why it’s gotta be all three of us. Being together works for us better.

That gave me a huge shock.

What shocked me was the fact that they managed to understand half of what Elliot said.

Alice: (I hardly even understood one-third of that stuff…)

What a shock.

Fic: Steve/Tony, Let's Do It Better This Time, 1/1

laireshi asked for fic where “tony goes away with peter again and sees even more wonders of the universe he’s sacrificed everything to protect it and he knew it, but now he sees with his own eyes exactly how much it was worth it”

It’s three am and everything is her fault.

Rating: PG
Pairing: Steve/Tony
Warning: This is super shmoopy.

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A Bad Connection || Tae || Pt. 8

Pt. 1 // Pt. 2 // Pt. 3 // Pt. 4 // Pt. 5 //Pt. 6 // Pt. 7 // Pt. 8 // Final 

Word Count: 1500

Genre: fluff, romance, youtubers au

Summary: Childhood feuds are meant to remain as a memory, nothing to be taken too seriously. Unfortunately, you and Kim Taehyung aren’t that mature.

“I think I like you.”

“That’s flattering.”

Hoseok looked up at Taehyung, who was dressed in shorts and a plain t-shirt. He had returned home a day ago when Taehyung came home extremely late with a scent of alcohol and your perfume on him. Now, Taehyung stood at the door of Hoseok’s room, confessing his love.

“No, I mean, does that sound okay?”

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Sex with Calum would include:
  • hickies EVERYWHERE
  • digging your nails into his skin
  • love scratches 
  • so much moaning bYE
  • “harder babygirl” 
  • “you love it when I do that baby? huh? Tell me how much you like it” 
  • swEATy bOY
  • whimpering Calum 
  • “what should the safe word be Cal?”
  • “puppies” 
  • listening to your sex playlist
  • “you look so sexy” 
  • aggressive but always making sure you’re okay 
  • teasing each other and getting frustrated  trying different positions
  • “you feel so g-good” 
  • gripping his muscles
  • hickies around his tattoos on his collarbones
  • SCREAming his NAme the neighbors can HEaR
  • smirking every time he touches you
  • jerking his head back while you go down / ride him
  • him getting cocky because he keeps making you come
  • guiding you as you go down 
  • raspy moans
  • “h-holy shit babygirl”
  • lana del rey & green day playing in the background 
  • “God, I love you” 
  • “I love your pretty lips around me” 
  • so much dirty talk 
  • his fingers in your mouth to keep you from being too loud
  • not letting you come sometimes
  • his fucking lengthy bass playing fingers touching every part of you
  • praising you as you give him a blowjob
  • “bassists do it deeper” 
  • “Calum, I know. Please let me come”
  • “that’s my beautiful girl, come for me” 
  • “such a pretty princess” 
  • cuddling after sex 

Request / Masterlist 

EXO reacts to collaborating with their idol girlfriend

*squeals* Your icon is so cute!~♥ I freaking LOVE Sheldon the tiny dinosaur!!

Xiumin: No matter how much he asked for a sexy concept, his prayers were not answered. Instead the two of you were doing a super cute, animal-themed performance for Children’s Day. During your selfcam for the show, you turn the camera to him and ask him to say something nice to the kids. He is not having any of it.

Luhan: The two of you were doing a rendition of Overdose where it would be a duet. The lyrics were slightly adjusted so it would seem as if the two of you were intoxicated with each other, desperate for the other’s love. You would sing back and forth to each other, seemingly obsessed with each other, with choreography that called for the two of you to dance very closely with each other. Not bad, he thinks. He’d been hoping for something like Nasty Nasty’s Knock, but this was good too. {Seriously, check out the song. Whoever said Trouble Maker was pushing it obviously did not see Knock coming}

Kris: “What do you mean I’m taking Hyuna’s part?”

Both your companies decided to shake things up a bit by having you perform Trouble Maker, except with your roles switched. Good luck wrestling him into that sparkly tube dress.

Suho: “Oh my gosh, guys!!! I’m gonna sing a duet with Y/N!!!”

Lay: It was going to be a dance off between him, Minseok, and Zitao versus you plus two members of your group. During breaks, he was always found next to you, smiling and enjoying your time together without work getting in the way, in fact, work called for it and he couldn’t be happier. But once the music started playing, he turned into a completely different person and you had to say, you liked this Yixing too.

Baekhyun: You’re going to be performing Internet War and he was looking forward to reliving his high school rock band days. He can’t say he’s opposed to the idea of seeing you decked out in all leather either.

Chen: During rehersals, he’d been totally professional, but now… It was the actual performance and he couldn’t stop breaking character to look at you and smile. You didn’t think that this is what the songwriter had in mind when he wrote Erase. Some break-up song this was.

Chanyeol: He didn’t even stick around to hear what song the two of you were going to be performing. He just ran off in delight, screaming your name as if you could hear him from your own company building.

D.O: He’s so happy to be performing with you that he can’t keep from doing his weird little happy wiggly fingers things for the whole song.

Tao: “Ayo, guess who’s gonna sing a duet with Y/N? That’s right, it’s T. A. O.

Kai: Yes. This is a good idea. Jongin likes this idea. Jongin likes this idea very much.

Sehun: His happiness dies down a little when he finds out that you agreed to work extra without pay in order to set up this performance and spend time with him. He suddenly feels guilty and promises to try to work it out so he can spend more time with you as long as you promise to never do this again.

The thought of Kris in a sparkly tube dress make me laugh harder than it should. He would hate me for this, I’m sure.

I do GIF/written reactions, description/selca ships, and ttyb!~♥ Requests are open all summer!