you will always be my number 1

I was tagged by the ethereal @yukination (◕ᴗ◕✿)

Rules: copy/paste and replace my answers with yours and tag people :^)

  • age: (⌐■_■)
  • biggest fear: being abandoned 
  • current time: 7:13 p.m.
  • drink you last had: Cherry Slushie
  • Everyday starts with: Getting as much sleep as possible
  • Favorite song: CRYBABY BY MELANIE MARTINEZ i relate to this song on a spiritual level
  • Ghosts, are they real: of course!
  • Hometown: Rocky Mount, North Carolina (USA)
  • In love with: Haruka Nanase <3
  • Jealous of: People who can make friends easily (ಥ﹏ಥ)
  • Killed someone: Nahh I wouldn’t do that :)))
  • Last time you cried: A few nights ago 
  • Middle name: Akila (pronounce A-KEE-lah)
  • Number of siblings: 1
  • One wish: To better cope with my anxiety
  • Person I last called/texted: My mom
  • Question you’re always asked: “What’s wrong/Are you okay?” because I have resting bitch face lmao
  • Reason to smile: When people make it obvious they love/care about me bc I crave that validation (⊙ꇴ⊙)
  • Song last sang: I absolutely cannot sing, but I listened to Harajuku Iyahoi by Kyary Pamyu Pamyu
  • Time you woke up: 10 a.m. but I usually have to get up earlier. 
  • Underwear color: ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
  • Vacation destination: I really wanna visit Japan someday
  • Worst habit: Procrastinating and then stressing at the last minute
  • X-rays you’ve had: I think I had an x-ray of my teeth when I was younger? None besides that
  • Your favorite food: French fries <3
  • Zodiac: Leo

Now I’ll tag: @rolling-blunder @cutiebobo @waterissweeterthanblood @sharkinlovewithadolphin and anyone else who wants to do this! (please feel free to ignore this if you don’t feel like doing it <3)

The sound of her laugh is better than any song on the radio and she smiles like it’s her job. She has love letters stashed in the back of her desk addressed to all the boys who have kept her up at night, making her wonder if she’ll ever really be good enough. She drinks hard alcohol in an attempt to forget him, but always finds herself dialing his number after 12:00 AM. She eats French toast sticks before school and smiles at the strangers on the bus. She sings at the top of her lungs and taps her feet to the rhythms dancing in her head. Although she’s hurting, you’d never know. It’s not a love story, but god she wishes it was.
—  letters to my best friends, #1

This is how most of my arguments go
Them: Ok but are we gonna act like 3+1=|=4 too?
Me: I never said it doesn’t but I’m just talking about 2+2
Them 2: Y'all always talking about addition like its the only thing out there, what about multiplication?
Me: That has nothing to do with my post
Them 3: It’s numbers so it does
Them 4: If you stop and read what they said you’d see they had valid ass points OP
Me: But its irrelevant to my very specific topic
Them 5: omg why does OP hate numbers so much
Them 6: he’s always hating on numbers

Strings of Fate - Part 3

(Part 1) (Part 2) (Part 3) (Part 4) (Part 5) (Part 6)



Soulmate AU
“Funny how I finally got what I always wanted, but it was given to you instead.”

Warnings: none (I think)

Word count: 2333 (this number feels oddly satisfying)

A/N: I AM SO SORRY! I know I haven’t posted anything in ages and my blog has been pretty much been run by my queue except for very few interactions. Truth is, senior year has been a bitch and I spent the last week in bed because I was sick, so I apologise if I haven’t been as active as usual BUT I’m all better now and ready to come back so I bring you, part three!

Thank you for all your support, you guys are awesome <3

Hope you enjoy

Originally posted by love-buckybarnes

“So, what are you going to do now?” asks Sam in between bites of breakfast, stirring his cereal every now and then.

It’s been a few days since you came to him in a panic, and Sam has been kind enough to let you stay at his house and avoid Nat, who’s left at least two dozen missed calls on your phone and sent you several texts, from which you’ve answered none.

“I don’t know Sam” you sigh, taking small sips out of your coffee mug, feeling the hot liquid burn its way down your throat. “Now that I can’t see the strings, there’s nothing I can do to help Nat. Besides, there’s still the art shop, and paying my rent, and my art project I have to finish at the studio- Crap!

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So funny story: back when my friend and I were playing Twilight Princess for the first time (we were 11/12 mind you) we fought the second boss COMPLETELY wrong. We basically just shot at him, never really using the chains + magnetic floor. There were a number of reasons for this:

1) the TV we were playing on was super dark - clearly we hadn’t adjusted the lighting settings well enough like it tells you to before starting

2) He had a big glowy spot on him - that’s almost always the weak spot that you aim for in bosses in Zelda.

3) We were caught up in the usual Zelda rule of “item from dungeon helps beat dungeon boss” so we stuck to strictly arrows. Iron boots didn’t occur to us because we got those BEFORE the temple

Needless to say, it was… “impressive” that we beat him at all :x

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still watching ep 6 of haikyuu

to celebrate here is my summary of eps 1 - 4 in really bad scribbles

hinata’s shirt says number 10 but he always has to go number 2


We are already do proud of you!! You are doing amazing and you’ll always be number 1 in my heart!! 
We want to give you that number one spot! We are already so proud! And you more deserve it and you can achieve !! It I hope that Monbebe can help you get up there !! 

We love you!!


I’m going to be doing a limited number of witchsonas! I love drawing witches and I want to expand my portfolio! If you’re comfortable with sending me pictures of yourself I will transform you into the witch you’ve always wanted to be! Look at first picture I drew of myself with my cat Poppy for reference!


-Waist up: $30

-Full body: $50

-Extra for pet/familiar of your choosing: +$10

Send me your traits! Are you a forest witch? Dark witch? Pink? Urban? What’s your favorite color? Describe it and I’ll draw it!

I will only be taking 10 slots at this point!

1. @gayclubanthem

2. @tsevers









Message me at for questions!



Lafayette x Reader
Words: 1,390
Request: Can you do a part 2 of Pardon? Please!!!


this took me a good two days to write so i hope you enjoy it!

i’m going to start being more organised with my requests so expect to see more updates! requests are open, as always and my masterlist will be linked below.

enjoy my friends!



Today had been a long day, that was for sure.

You had ran into your ex a number of times across campus, and now you had been running around like a headless chicken trying to avoid them. You were relieved when you finally reached your door at the end of the day, opening it to reveal Lafayette, who was standing in front of the door with flowers in his hands.

He jumped slightly when he saw you. He nervously ran a hair through his hair, that had been let down for once. “G-Good even (Y/N). I was wonder if you perhaps… dîner?” Lafayette said, biting his lip and looking down at his feet shamefully. “Ai-je mal fait?” He asked, turning to Alexander.

“Just slightly buddy. What our French friend here meant to say was would you like to go on a date with me,” Alex said. “Now you try Laf.”

“Oh. Uh… Good even-“

“No, cut that part. Skip straight to the question,” Alexander said, crossing his arms and groaning quietly. You giggled at the two, stepping inside the dorm and putting your bag down. You pulled Laf to your bed, taking his hands and sitting next to him.

“What did you want to ask me?” You asked, pushing a loose piece of hair out of Laf’s eyes.

“Uh…. Would you like to go on a date with me?” Laf asked, putting the flowers into your hand. He looked over at Alex, smiling when he gave him the thumbs up.

“Okay, now that that’s over, I’m heading home…” Alex said, standing up.

“Ami! attendez! Qui parlera pour moi quand je ne sais pas quoi dire? Vous êtes mon traducteur, non?” Laf exclaimed before starting to gnaw on his lip anxiously.

Alex groaned. “They haven’t even said yes yet. So… get an answer and then we can talk about how much of my washing you’ll be doing over the next few weeks,” Alex replied, sitting back in the spinny chair by your desk.

“So?” Laf asked quietly, looking up at you with shy eyes.

“Of course Laf. It’d be my pleasure,” You said, squeezing his hand gently. A wide smile spread across the French boy’s face. He kissed you, pulling away almost immediately.

“Pardon! Je suis un peu excite…” He stated, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly. You raised your eyebrow, looking over at Alex for assistant.

“He said there’s a party in his pants and it’s pretty damn exciting,” Alex said, smirking at Laf. Lafayette huffed, shaking his head.

“S-Sorry. Excited…” Laf said quietly, avoiding your eyes. You lifted his chin, pressing a gentle kiss to his cheek.

“It’s okay. But for now, let’s kick the translator out and get some sleep. It’ll be a long day tomorrow if we’re not missing any classes. Plus, adding a date into the mix will make the day even longer. But for you, I’ll go with it,” You stated, smiling. Lafayette smiled back, hugging you gently.

“Bonne nuit. je t'aime,” He said, pulling his shirt off and climbing into bed. You put the flowers he had given you into a vase, waving at Alex as he left.

“I love you too Laf.” You said, changing into your pyjamas and getting into the bed next to his.

The next day, you struggled through classes, once again having to avoid your ex like wildfire. When the day finally reached its end, you were relieved as anything. You went back to the dorm quickly before your date with Laf, getting changed and heading to the restaurant that Alex had booked for the three of you.

When you arrived, you were greeted by Laf who was wearing a suit. You looked down at your jeans, blushing slightly.

“You look handsome,” You stated, taking his hand.

“It seems that you’re a bit underdressed,” Alex stated, chuckling.

“Yeah… I didn’t realise that there was a dress code,” You stated, blushing.

“Non, il n'y en avait pas. Je voulais juste paraître bien pour vous,” Lafayette stated, smiling softly. You looked over at Alex.


“I have a massive dick and it won’t matter what you’re wearing once we’re in bed together,” Alex replied, chuckling quietly. Laf’s eyes widened. “No! Stop!” He whined, slapping Alex’s arm playfully. Alex pouted, standing on his toes and whispering in Lafayette’s ear, who nodded.

“There was no dress code. I just wanted to look my best for you,” Lafayette stated, kissing your forehead gently. You smiled, taking Laf’s hand and giving it a squeeze.

“You’re sweet,” you stated, smiling as Alex held open the door for the two of you.

“Not as sweet as you,” He replied, pulling out your seat for you when you arrived at the table. You smiled again, sitting.

Lafayette was a total gentleman throughout the meal. He had a few slip ups, but Alex was there to guide him when he did make mistakes. You knew that Alex’s translations weren’t accurate, but you enjoyed hearing them anyway. It was amazing hearing what that boy could come up with in only a matter of seconds.

You had believed the night would be perfect, but that was all ruined when they walked in the door. They stormed over to your table, blocking your view of Lafayette and glaring at you. “What do you think you’re doing?” They growled.

“We’ve been broken up for months now. Can’t you just leave me alone?” You asked, looking down at your feet and shrinking in your chair.

“No, I can’t. Because our break up wasn’t something we both agreed on!”

“Because you are an ass and you wouldn’t listen to me! Now can you please leave?” You asked, looking your ex in the eye.

“I’m not leaving unless you’re coming with me,” They replied firmly. You sighed, standing up.

“Come on guys. Let’s go home…” You mumbled, flinching when they grabbed your wrist.

“I said, I’m not leaving unless you’re coming home with me. Which means you’re not leaving unless you’re coming home with me,” They hissed, squeezing firmly on your wrist. You winced.

“Leave her alone.”

“And who are you to tell me what to do?”

Lafayette stood up, puffing out his chest slightly and grabbing the collar of your ex’s shirt, who released his grip on your wrist.

“My name is Gilbert du Motier, Marquis de Lafayette. I immigrated from France a few months ago and I have been living in a dorm with (Y/N) ever since. (Y/N) is the sweetest person I’ve ever met. And let me tell you, if you put a hand on her, you will not be walking for a few months. Do we have an understanding?” Lafayette growled, releasing his grip on their collar as soon as they nodded. He looked towards you, flashing a weak smile in your direction.

You quickly moved forward, embracing Lafayette tightly. “I’m so proud of you. Thank you,” You said, smiling wide.

“He’s been working very hard the past few months. He wanted to surprise you,” Alex stated, smiling. “I’m going to go pay for my meal. I’ll leave you two to whatever the hell it is you’re doing tonight.”

“So… you know English now?” You asked quietly, pulling away from the hug.

Lafayette took your hand, walking towards the register. “Almost fluent. Still having trouble with some words… oh and grammar. Writing English is a lot harder than speaking it. I think I might to stick with French for now,” He rambled, paying for your food and squeezing your hand.

“Laf, I thought that since you were learning English for me, it was only fair I learnt French for you… but I’m really bad at it if I’m honest. And I don’t trust Alexander as a teacher,” You said, blushing slightly.

“That’s wonderful (Y/N)! But I do agree, I wouldn’t trust Alexander either. How about from now on we teach each other? It could be a lot of fun.”

“Sounds good to me, Gilbert.”

Lafayette whined, blushing. “Don’t call me my by my first name. It’s embarrassing,” He whined, running his hand through his hair.

“No, I think it’s adorable. You should use that name more often,” You stated, standing on your toes and kissing his cheek.

Lafayette shivered, smiling. “You can use that name… but not when we leave the dorm. Do we have a deal?”

“Of course, mon amour.”

Note from Kim (ilostmyshoe-79): THIS IS GORGEOUS. EVERYONE READ IT.

Author: @family-business-one-shots

Title: Just an Old Legend

Summary: Two brothers and their best friend saved the world, over and over again. Ever since you were a little kid, you’d hear the stories. But, it’s just an old legend, right?

Words: 1,636

Warnings: Banged up Impala

A/N: This is from my side writing blog @family-business-one-shots.

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Remember, you are not alone.

Reminders to all my fellow simblrs who go through hell every day.

1. You fight these battles every day. You are not weak for having psychological issues. You are strong for making it through yet another day of torture.

2. Control is an illusion. We don’t have control over anything except ourselves, and even then it’s not always the truth.

3. You are not alone. It’s very likely that someone you know struggles with their own demons. Reach out to them. There is strength in numbers.

4. You are worthy of love. You deserve to be loved. I love you.

5. It can feel like there is no light at the end of the tunnel when you’re in your darkest hour, but I promise you the light is there. It may take awhile for you to see it, but you WILL see it eventually. Keep that hope close to your heart.

6. You are not your illness(es). You are you, and you happen to have some mental health issues. It’s part of who you are, but not all that you are.

7. It may feel like you want to just give up and die sometimes. I’ve been there many, many times, but just know that giving up is not an option. Every time you take a step forward, literally, you are progressing. Every little tiny step you make, whether it be going to school/work, or just getting out of bed that day, is still success. Celebrate every single baby step. Even the littlest ones.

9. You don’t have to be ashamed. You are amazing just the way you are. Warts and all! Embrace yourself as the wonderful, awesome warrior you are. There is nothing that can’t be gained when you are comfortable in your own skin.

10. You have all the weapons you need…now fight.

Real life holsom

It has been an entire sem and i just found out that i have blockmates who have been:
1. Living together since the start of the sem
2. Shareing a bed (it came with the place and they didn’t care enough to get bunk beds)
3. Super close (they are always together that it’s more surprising to see one without the other than it is to see them together)
4. Real everyday conversations includes many “i love you bro"s "bro looking great today” “bro, you know you’re my number 1” “i got you bro”
5. Other conversations:
“I think my best feature are my biceps”
“Bro, nah. Your best feature is your smile bro”
*super touched*(maybe slightly blushing, it was midnight at the beach, hard to tell) “bro, oh my gosh bro. I love you”
“I got you bro”

“Bro, i missed you last night. The bed was cold without you.”
“I missed you, too. Sorry had to go home for family stuff”
“Review then cuddle later?”
“Bro, you read my mind”

(They were riding in different cars due to carpool reasons,1 guy was driving and the other guy was in the other car)
“Guys, he didn’t say hi to me. Does he not love me anymore?”
*after a while the other guy goes to him while it was freakin raining and is super cold, around 20°C, just to talk to him since the car couldn’t move forward and park because the car in front is really bad at parking*
“Guys, he loves me. I never should have doubted him. Best bros for life.”
(We all already knew this. We have already been entertaining ourselves during the roadtrip by directing fake kdramas starring them.)

Note: they only met each other during orientation and just decided to live together.

More notes: they live in a 2 bedroom place. They share 1 bedroom. Their other roommates share the other bedroom (i think their other roommates have their own separate beds). They love their roommate who cooks for everyone. Cooking roommate seriously knocks on their door to tell them that breakfast is ready and texts them to ask if their going back for dinner.

Differences: Asian. Their other roommates go to a different nearby school. They aren’t varsity players though they do have wednesday morning basketball for fun. They both have girlfriends.

français | french - demonstrative pronouns

demonstrative pronouns are used to emphasise what thing you are talking about - and in french they can be pretty confusing ! ! :] if you still have any questions after this, feel free to ask!! ♥

there are 3 kinds of demonstrative pronouns in french:

1.  demonstrative adjectives [ l’adjectif démonstratif ]
( this, that, these, those )

demonstrative adjectives are used in place of an article, they are always followed by a noun ! in french, the demonstrative adjectives have to agree in gender and number with the noun.

masculine singular: ce , cet (when the noun begins with a vowel or a mute h)
feminine singular: cette
plural: ces (used for both, masculine and feminine)

  • ce livre est très intéressant! - (this/that book is very interesting!)
  • cet homme est sympa - (this/that man is nice)
  • cette fille est sympa - (this/that girl is nice)
  • ces livres/idées sont stupides - (these/those books/ideas are stupid)

[ it is usually clear by context if it’s “this” or “that” but if you want to make it clear you add -ci (here) or -là (there) to the noun! 
→ ce livre-là est plus intéressant que ce livre-ci! - (that book is more interesting than this book!) ]


2.  demonstrative pronouns [ le pronom démonstratif ]
( this one, that one, these, those, the one(s) ) 

demonstrative pronouns are used to refer to nouns that have already been mentioned before and they stand without the noun! again they have to agree in gender and number with the noun.

masculine singular: celui
feminine singular: celle 
masculine plural: ceux
feminine plural: celles

these “easy” forms are used when: 

  • followed by a relative pronoun 
    → les livres sont ceux que j’aime - (the books are the ones i love)
    → le garçon est celui qui a beaucoup changé - (the boy is the one who changed a lot)
  • to indicate possesion or origin, usually followed by “de”
    → les livres sur la table sont ceux du garçon- (the books on the table are the ones of the boy)

now, in all the other cases, the compound form is used!
it is formed by adding -ci (here) or -là (there) to the pronoun!

  • quel livre aimes-tu? celui-ci ou celui-là? - (which book do you like? this or that?)
  • ceux-là sont mes livres. - (those are my books.)


3.  indefinite form
( this, that, it )

the indefinite form is used to refer to an entire clause. it is very similiar to english → “this is great!”, “that is cool!”


  • mainly used with être
    c’est (ce est) très bien! - (it’s very great!)
    c’est (ce est) une bonne idée! - (that’s a great idea idea!)
  • pouvoir or devoir + être
    ce peut être dificile à faire - (this could be hard to do)
    ce doit être un bon livre - (this must be a good book)

ceci, cela:

  • used for other verbs
    ceci / cela va être facile - (this/that is going to be easy)
  • when pouvoir or devoir aren’t followed by être
    ceci / cela peut m’aider! - (this/that could help me!)

[ ceci = ce + ici and cela = ce + là. in spoken french, cela is used more often (just like you use là insted of ici. “je suis là” - i am here).
you can also use ça to replace both, ceci and cela. that’s most common in spoken french.
→ qui a fait ça? - (who did this/that?)
→ je veux ça! - (i want this/that!) ]

anonymous asked:

You always put so much thought and effort into answering asks from us (while also relaying some stories from your workplace), I'm curious.. What is usually your number 1 way to relax when you get the chance?

So, confession time, this ask was actually very sobering and made me quite sad.

I work full time in small animal practice. I work casually in emergency practice. When I’m not at work, I spend my time:

  • Working on this blog
  • Working on the @scriptveterinarian blog
  • Editing Fables Written By Rabbits
  • Writing Doc By Night or other short stories
  • Designing murder mystery game set on a train
  • Trying to reassemble Dungeons & Dragons plots. 

Do you see the trend there? Because I didn’t until you specifically asked me.

I. Am. Always. Working. On. Something.

I hadn’t released until you asked me. Thank you for that. I have to force myself to deliberately go and do things that are not working on something. This hasn’t been good for my psychology and I need to rectify this.


Being Stiles Stilinski’s twin sister would include…

- Having Star Wars marathons  
- Arguing about dumb things
-Him being super over protective of you
-Insulting each other all the time
-Him getting mad when other people insult you because “Only I can call her that, because she’s my sister.”
-You doing the same when people insult him
-Talking to each other when you need to talk to someone.
-Always being there for each other.
-Pranks…lot’s of pranks
-Him regretting getting you involved with all the supernatural stuff.
-You being best friends with Lydia and Stiles trying to get you to set him up with her.
-You saying no.
-Him begging until you finally give in and try to set them up, but failing.
-Coach calling you Stilinski Number 1, because he likes you more.
-Being sarcastic af.
-Sassy af.
-The pack getting annoyed by the two of bickering all the time.
-Making fun of him carrying a bat, but you do it too.
-Fighting about who would be the Batman from the two of you.
-Singing in the jeep together when driving to school.
-Getting into awkward situations.

- “You cant come with us Y/N!”
- “Why not?”
- “You are too young.”
- “I’m only 6 minutes younger than you dumbass”

-Calling yourself the better Stilinski.
-Him disagreeing.
-Always taking care of each other.
-Never leaving each other behind.
-When your sad he is the first person you go to (vice versa)
-When you were younger you would read bedtime stories to each other.
-Yelling at him for using too much duct tape on the jeep.
-Taking him for ice cream at midnight when he wakes up from nightmares.
-Scott being like a second brother to you.
-Sometimes being jealous of Stiles and Scott’s friendship.
-Him getting mad because you take too long in the bathroom.
-Singing in the shower and him yelling at you to shut up, but secretly he kind of enjoys it even though its not that good.
-Making gagging sounds when Malia and Stiles kiss and saying “Why would anyone kiss Stiles? He ate a spider once.”

Can you imagine what it must be like to have Taylor want to meet you? To have her see something so special in you, that she needs to see that light in person. For her wanting to say thank you for always supporting her, even though she has done more for us than she will ever know. What a concept. What a dream. What it must feel like to have THE Taylor Swift personally request to meet you.

DJ Suki’s Rave Playlist

1. We Are Number One

2. We Are Number One Acoustic

3. We Are Number One Nightcore

4. We Are Number One Remix

5. We Are Number One Midi Version

6. We Are Number One EDM Version

7. What’s New Pussycat

8. It’s Not Unusual

9. Be My Bad Boy

10. Girls Like Girls

11. That one slow song that Branch always requests