Look, I love all of the artists in this fandom, you guys are great, but Korra is not white. And I’m seeing an increasing amount of fanart where Korra is the same shade as Asami or a shade darker than her, and that just isn’t right. So please, please!! Refer to this skin tone chart that Bryan Konietzko made for Korra when doing your art.
Don’t forget Gorillaz fans, Jamie Hewlett exist! He made all you’re favorite band members come to life in the music videos, shorts, ect! He continues drawing them countless times and works day and night to give you new content with the band members! So please appreciate him!!! ❤❤❤
Prompt: May I request a Jungkook smut in which you are bf and he has always seen you just as a kid because you’re younger than him. He doesn’t mind being shirtless around you or you hearing him talk about the last night’s girl with a friend. To the point of you getting so frustrated about him not treating you as a woman and plainly thinking of you as his cute and innocent girl friend that one day you start dry humping him saying something along the lines: do I still look that innocent to you (oppa)? thx
Genre: Smut, Slight Angst, Slight Humor, College!Au, Best Friends!Au
Author: Admin Nan
Summary: It was a boiling summer day you realized your attraction for the cute, older boy next door.
Tags: Swearing, Dry humping, Thigh riding, Sub!Kook, Oppa, Park Jimin - Reader Discretion is advised.
Try to study language X in the afternoon and language Y in the morning; don’t change their order, unless you are advanced enough so you won’t mix them
Have different notebooks for them and if you use colors in your notes, think like 1 color = 1 language
When you study, have a certain place for each language (e.g. kitchen = French, bedroom = German, living room = Chinese)
Don’t focus on the same thing for your languages in the same day, if you watch a movie for language X, don’t watch a movie for language Y after (unless you are upper intermediate), if you watch a movie in X, read something in Y
Try to spend the same amount of time on your languages, if you stay 2 hours studying X, you should spend the same amount on Y
If you can’t do so, choose your “priority” and study 80% and 20%.
Occasionally switch the language that’s your priority.
When you practice, at the beginning try to talk to different people, not a person who knows all your target languages
If you use sticky notes like me, i assume you have more than 1 colour so again, 1 color = language
Avoid languages from the same family.
Use both languages when you want to translate something. If you learn French, then translate a French text to your 2nd language.
If you use flashcards a lot, mix them. You practice both languages at once and you learn to switch between them.
If you can’t learn 2 languages at the same time, accept that and learn them one by one.
Find resources that allow you to use both languages at the same time.
Use personas to avoid mixing up your languages.
Choose 2 languages with different levels. e.g. if you are intermediate in French, you can start Japanese
Avoid starting 2 new languages. If you are a bit advanced in one, it’s better.
Accept the fact that you would be biased and like one of your 2 languages more.
Experiment new study methods and see what works for you.
Just because someone else who has the same illness as you can work full time or do more than you can, doesn’t mean you can or should do more. Even people with the same chronic illness have different symptoms and severity levels. Try not to view other chronically ill people’s lifestyles as “proof” that you should be doing more. Don’t feel guilty for doing what’s right for your body.
Aries: Clingy romantic. Very possessive over you. Doesn’t want you to talk to anyone else. Always wants to talk to you. Will defend you. Always wants to be right so they’ll get mad at you, but still love you
Taurus: Passionate romantic. CAN BE MORE KINKY THAN SCORPIO. Wants you to be happy and fed at all times. Pampers you with motherly love, but hot in bed
Gemini: Intellectual romantic. Wants someone who will be relatable but is also completely different. Wants to challenge their minds. Will challenge your temper but it keeps things exciting
Cancer: Exciting romantic. Wants excitement and honesty in conversation, be it a deep and serious conversation or a fun and weird one. Be able to change things up; sometimes going out and sometimes staying home and chillin’
Leo: Bold romantic. Very straight forward to his/her partner in everything (literally). Very clear in what they want. Will accommodate to your needs to make sure you’re happy- but you must tell them so
Virgo: Compromising romantic. Very busy and whines a lot. Must be able to think about their lover not only themselves. Is very busy but will make time for you
Libra: Demanding romantic. Wants everything to be perfect. Wants to make you a better person, no matter how hard it’ll be to do so. Will always listen to you
Scorpio: Rational romantic. Knows exactly when to do what. Can be very serious and enigmatic at times. They don’t hate you, they’re just thinking about things. Can get very saucy in the bed
Sagittarius: Flighty romantic. Not always there. Loves you nevertheless. Needs to understand that they can be wrong too. Has to be willing to calm down and settle down
Capricorn: Quiet romantic. Won’t always say it or act like it but they do love you. Puts you first. Makes sure you’re okay even if s/he isn’t there all the time
Aquarius: Royal romantic. Expects you to treat them like a queen or king. Will treat you like one too. Wants the best. Can’t put up with any bullshit
Pisces: Understanding romantic. Will embrace all of your flaws and bad traits with the hope that you will do the same. Will glorify you but won’t expect you do to the same- you should though; they’re pretty great
Taehyung ran as fast as his legs could take him, not worrying about who noticed him this late at night on the streets. He couldn’t believe how all these events had played off. He couldn’t believe he didn’t trust you, especially when you told him that you didn’t do it. The image you crying kept replaying in his head as he ran towards the building. He was suddenly scared to approach you.
He thought back to the conversation you both had months and months ago. You both sat on the couch, while you had the TV on in the background as the two of you chatted. That was the first night that Taehyung realized he had fallen in love with you. The way he was so comfortable to open up with you and how you felt the same about him. It was like a connection he never felt before.
He remembered you saying that you value trust as one of the single most important things in your life. And once that trust was broken, it would never be whole again.
Not only did he probably break your trust, but he felt like he broke you too. He remembered the words he yelled at you, now realizing how hurtful they really must have been.
As soon as Taehyung reached his building, he was waiting for the elevator with what little patience he had left. Seeing as you both lived on the 8th floors, he thought the elevator was his best bet but it seemed to be taking longer than usual. Just as he was about to start running up the stairs, the door belonging to the landlord on the first floor opened.
Out came a rather old man and Taehyung knew he had to at least say hello, even though he wanted nothing more than to run up.
“Oh hi there Taehyung…you look rather out of breath,” said the landlord
“Oh…haha yeah sort of” said Taehyung, awkwardly fiddling with his hands, waiting to be excused.
“Oh..you must have been helping your neighbor bring boxes down!” said the landlord. This caught Taehyung’s attention.
“N-neighbor?” Taehyung asked.
“Oh yes! That lovely girl next door to you boys. She said she was moving soon” said the landlord.
Taehyung didn’t even say anything before he rushed up the stairs, knowing he had to stop you at all costs. He ran to your door and before he knocked, he tried to catch his breath and tried to think of what he was going to say to you. He knew earning your forgiveness was no easy task, but you would always forgive him in the end…right? You both had a few small arguments here and there but you had always forgiven him without much effort on his part. Would this time be any different?
Taehyung finally knocked on the door, anxiously waiting for you to open the door. While waiting, he thought back to all the times you opened the door for him with the biggest smile on your face. Was he wrong for wanting that again?
He could hear the door unlock and he let go of a breath he didn’t know he was holding. Thankfully you were home.
“You’re ear–” you said, but stopped as you finally saw who was at the door. You were expecting the movers to come by today, but you were surprised to see Taehyung at the door. You gulped, wondering if he had wanted to come to yell at you some more.
“You..you’re moving?” Taehyung asked. He didn’t mean to start with that, but he couldn’t help himself when he noticed all the cardboard boxes that stood behind you.
You only stare at Taehyung, confused with the tone of his voice. You didn’t know what to say. “Y-yes” was all you could bring out.
“w-why?” he continued.
“I don’t have any reason to stay anymore” you said, tears starting to well up in your eyes again. Before he could say anything else, you tried closing the door on him, but he grabbed the door and pushed it back. He let himself in and you stared at him, wide-eyed.
“Y/N.. I’m so sorry” he said looking directly at you. His tone was guilt ridden. He almost couldn’t meet your eyes after noticing the tears, but he knew he had to stand his ground.
“For what exactly?” you say emotionless. If it weren’t for your tears, you could have been mistaken as a statue.
“For..what I said before. I- I don’t know what I was thinking” Taehyung started, finally tearing away from your eyes as it was getting to much to take.
“You were thinking that I was some low-life scum who was only friends with you to make a few bucks” you said, finally letting the tears flow freely down your slightly rosy cheeks.
“No..I don’t think that of you. I didn’t mean it” Taehyung started pleading as he inched closer to you.
“No, you did mean it” You said, backing away when you noticed him trying to get closer to you.
“Y/N, please, i’m so sorry. I shouldn’t have said the things I did…I’m so sorry” Taehyung continued. His stomach started to turn when he thought that there was the chance that you didn’t forgive him this time around. “I heard my manager. He said he made the whole thing up to keep us apart, Y/N please….” he tried again.
You snickered back. “So…you only believe me now because you heard the truth from your manager….otherwise you still wouldn’t have taken my word. Am I right?” you said, with a sudden anger surging through your veins.
Taehyung thought about it for a while, and he knew that a part of what you said was true. He didn’t believe you when you said you didn’t do it, and he knew that he didn’t plan to hear you out either. But a part of him also wanted to keep on holding onto you, even if you had betrayed him.
When it took him a while to reply, you continued “I guess I have my answer….please leave” you said, wiping the tears away from your eyes.
“No, Y/N please hear me out. Please, I’m begging you. Just forgive me this one time please? You’ve always forgiven me in the past, Y/N please” he pleaded, tears threatening to form in his eyes.
“You didn’t want to hear what I had to say, which I should do the same for you?” you asked as you glared back at him.
“I was dumb, Y/N you know me. I always make stupid mistakes, but you always found it in your heart to forgive me. Please, just this one last time, forgive me. I don’t want to lose you….There’s so much I wanted to tell you….” he said as his voice cracked a little at the last part.
You didn’t like seeing Taehyung like this. You always had wanted him to have that box smile on his face, and be the little ball of happiness that he was. But you didn’t know if you could ever be the same with him again. If he doubted you then, what’s to keep him from doubting you in the future? He broke your heart before you even had the chance of giving it all to him, before he even knew that it already belonged to him in the first place. Now, you were just trying to pick up the pieces of your shattered heart, hoping that one day it will be like it was before.
The eerie silence once again filled the room. Taehyung tried to walk to you again, hoping that he just had you in his arms, you could find it in yourself to forgive him. But you stuck your hand out, signaling him to stop.
“No. Leave.” you said firmly.
“Y/N…p-ple” he started
“LEAVE” you screamed back. You let out your sobs and fell to your knees, not having any more energy to continue.
Taehyung wanted nothing more than to run to you and hold you. To let you cry into his arms as he would probably cry back into yours. But he knew that you weren’t going to let him near you, even in your current position. He didn’t want to, but he walked out of your door, finally letting the tears fall. His vision blurred from the tears as he walked back to his own apartment, just a few feet down.
He walked into the silent and dark room, not bothering to turn on the lights. He felt his phone buzz in his pocket, but he already knew that it was just the boys looking for him.
Eventually, the phone stopped buzzing after a few minutes and Taehyung plopped himself onto his bed, finally letting his own tears fall freely.
He just lost you. He lost the girl who he feel so deeply in love with. He didn’t even have the chance to tell you how much you meant to him, or how much he wanted to make you his. Instead, he took the heart he wanted to badly and broke it. He didn’t know why chose to believe his manager’s lies, because deep down he knew you would never do something like that. But it scared him nonetheless. He thought that if his manager was right, then he would end up hurting. So he hurt you instead.
And now here you both were, lonely, in pain, and broken.
A/N: So like…The series is not over. For those of you guys who like pure angst, and don’t want a happy ending, then I suggest you stop here. In the future part(s), I’m writing with the intention of a happy ending. Do y’all want part 10? What do you think is going to happen to Y/n and Tae?! Let me know~ I love hearing from y’all. The support I’ve gotten from this one series has been amazing and it’s been so much fun writing for you guys. Part 1 has reached over 1.8k notes and I’m still in awe.
Surprisingly, it was easy for you
to lie yourself and to everyone around you. Flashing a smile anytime someone
around you asked you how you were doing. The layers of concealer under your
eyelids hiding more than the lack of sleep. You tried to keep yourself busying,
burying yourself under piles of books and notes to occupy your mind with
anything but Jungkook and how he wrinkled his nose when he smiled.
In a very
strange way you found solace in the amount of schoolwork that was piling up in
the pages of your planner. Exams, research papers, and presentations were
keeping you out of the house and inside the walls of the library. You were
regretting your schedule for this semester, but with the MCAT looming you
couldn’t afford to take any risks. Medical school was the light at the end of
the tunnel, and not even a bunny toothed boy was enough to keep you distracted.
however, had a problem with the fact that you should probably start paying rent
to the librarian. He missed you, constantly sending you reminders to eat and
drink water during the hours you were studying. You had regretted the night you
told him that you hadn’t eaten since 7 in the morning and 45 minutes later a
freckled teenager came into the library with the largest bag of Chinese takeout
you had ever seen. And your name was scribbled on the front.
Y/N 9:35 PM: Hobi, I appreciate the thought but can you please stop
sending me food while I am in the library.
Hoseok 9: 47 PM: I’ll stop sending you food when you actually sleep
in your bed, for once
you throw your phone back down on the table. He had a point. You hadn’t slept
underneath sheets in weeks. By the time you got home from school you were too
tired to make it your bedroom. Every morning waking up regretting the fact that
you had decided to buy the lumpiest couch known to man. You knew that this
wouldn’t last. That eventually you wouldn’t be able to hide behind the excuses
of academics to avoid having a life. You were going to burn out.
But two days later you found
yourself in the same position.
Pairing: Loki x Reader (ft. Jane, Darcy, and Thor)
Content/Warnings: humor; some fluff/angst
A/N: Weeellll this turned out way longer than expected. Tons of buildup, dramatic Loki, this fic has it all. Probably one I’ll end up continuing, but don’t quote me on that. It was a request from @alexisbeck23 for 17. You have a compass on your body that leads you to where your soulmate is.
Your compass had always spun. Directionless, pointless, useless - you knew what it meant when someone didn’t have a functioning soulmate compass. It meant that they didn’t have a soulmate. It was rare, sure, but not unheard of. There was even a foundation created for those with non-functioning compasses, in order to give them a chance of marriage and a somewhat normal life. While the rest of your friends went on trips, tracking down their soulmates once they graduated high school, you stayed behind and went to college earlier than normal.
A few years after you graduated college, you considered joining the Directionless Foundation in order to find someone who you may want to settle down with. Your parents had encouraged you to do so for years, pity in their eyes whenever anyone discussed soulmates around you. You hated it. You weren’t sick, or stupid, or anything of the sort - you just didn’t have a soulmate! People could live without one, but you would have thought differently from the looks your parents gave you. You were on the edge of deciding to join the foundation when the most unlikely thing happened - your compass locked.
You happened to glanced down at it when it happened. One moment it was spinning uselessly, and the next, it stilled, pointing off to your left. You were frozen, staring down at the compass with your jaw unhinged. Of one thing you were certain - no one who was directionless ever, ever got another soulmate. That was just how it worked. Next thing you knew, you were calling one of your best friends, Darcy Lewis.
“Hey dude, what’s up?” She greeted lazily.
“My compass locked,” You said numbly, still in shock.
Arya Stark Appreciation Week: Day 4 - Foreshadowing
“The Lannisters are proud,” Jon observed. “You’d think the royal sigil would be sufficient, but no. He makes his mother’s House equal in honor to the king’s.”
“The woman is important too!” Arya protested. Jon chuckled. “Perhaps you should do the same thing, little sister. Wed Tully to Stark in your arms.”
“A wolf with a fish in its mouth?” It made her laugh. - Arya, AGoT
She splashed noisily through the shallows and threw herself into the deeper water, her legs churning. The current was strong but she was stronger. She swam, following her nose. The river smells were rich and wet, but those were not the smells that pulled her. She paddled after the sharp red whisper of cold blood, the sweet cloying stench of death. She chased them as she had often chased a red deer through the trees, and in the end she ran them down, and her jaw closed around a pale white arm.She shook it to make it move, but there was only death and blood in her mouth. By now she was tiring, and it was all she could do to pull the body back to shore. As she dragged it up the muddy bank, one of her little brothers came prowling, his tongue lolling from his mouth. She had to snarl to drive him off, or else he would have fed. Only then did she stop to shake the water from her fur. The white thing lay facedown in the mud, her dead flesh wrinkled and pale, cold blood trickling from her throat. Rise, she thought. Rise and eat and run with us. - Arya, ASoS
I think it’s pretty obvious by now that Arya will meet up with Lady Stoneheart and I believe she will give mercy to her mother.
I highly recommend reading this post by @gendrie that explores the important relationship between Arya and Catelyn
description:It was everything, from his tattoos, to his touches, to the way sweat rolled down his neck as he strummed into his guitar on stage; everything about him completely enthralled you. So why are you now, two and a half years later, on a train to Seoul, telling a complete stranger the recollection of how you became fated to forever have scars on all of your future hearts due to the happiness, but most of all the pain, that came along with falling in love with Jeon Jungkook.
note: inspired by the anime/manga “Nana”
The icy breeze whipped across
your face as you started your approach towards the building. The speed of your heart was increasing with every step,
your legs began to weigh you down like lead, and your breathing became harsh
and ragged. Nerves were infecting your body, intensifying as you finally reached the automatic doors. You closed your eyes, taking in a deep breath before
finally stepping forward. The doors opened for you, and the bustling Busan train
station was revealed.
Noises echoed in every direction, you watched as people
quickly rushed towards their trains, and you suddenly figured that you should do
the same. You shook away your wonder as you started to go through bag check, but
your eyes still managed to drift around the building that you remembered all too well.
It was quieter back then, or maybe it wasn’t. You might’ve
just been so numbed by all of the pain you were feeling that you couldn’t sense
anything else. Your eyes glided across the path that had been etched into your
mind for the past year and a half.
“I know it doesn’t
seem like it, but I love you so much. I really fucking do.”