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Being in love is great, don’t get me wrong. The kisses, the “I miss you” hugs, the cuddling, the love. Everything about falling in love is what makes a person remember how great it feels to have butterflies in your stomach and to have your heart beat so fast that your chest is going to explode. Being in love with someone is amazing. But being in love with your best friend, god that is fucking the best thing I could ever ask for. Being in love with the person that makes you laugh so hard that you nearly have snot coming out your right nostril and makes your stomach turn inside out. Being in love with the person that you share secrets with and gossip about people with, the person that says “fuck her baby, she don’t know a damn thing” kind of best friend. The person that you can lay next to at night and can’t sleep until 3 am because you were talking about how people can’t learn their damn differences between they’re, their, and there, and then laugh about it. The person that you argue with about what kind of food you want to eat, or who’s going to be the one to get up from the bed and turn off the light. The person that you can lick their face and they won’t look back at you with a confused face, but sticks their finger up your nose. The person that won’t only being the shoulder to cry on, but the shoulder that will bring you back up and make you stronger than before. The person that will tell you whats wrong and whats bothering them instead of being distant and ignore the situation. Loving someone that you can share memories and laughs with, god it is beautiful. Being in love is great, don’t get me wrong. But being in love with your best friend, that is the most wonderful thing I could ever ask for.
—  I’m in love with my best friend
Only once in your life, I truly believe, you find someone who can completely turn your world around. You tell them things that you’ve never shared with another soul and they absorb everything you say and actually want to hear more. You share hopes for the future, dreams that will never come true, goals that were never achieved and the many disappointments life has thrown at you. The things that seem insignificant to most people such as a note, song or walk become invaluable treasures kept safe in your heart to cherish forever. Memories of your childhood come back and are so clear and vivid it’s like being young again. Colors seem brighter and more brilliant. Laughter seems part of daily life where before it was infrequent or didn’t exist at all. Simple things bring them to mind like a pale blue sky, gentle wind or even a storm cloud on the horizon. You open your heart knowing that there’s a chance it may be broken one day and in opening your heart, you experience a love and joy that you never dreamed possible.
—  Bob Marley
Only once in your life, I truly believe, you find someone who can completely turn your world around. You tell them things that you’ve never shared with another soul and they absorb everything you say and actually want to hear more. You share hopes for the future, dreams that will never come true, goals that were never achieved and the many disappointments life has thrown at you. When something wonderful happens, you can’t wait to tell them about it, knowing they will share in your excitement. They are not embarrassed to cry with you when you are hurting or laugh with you when you make a fool of yourself. Never do they hurt your feelings or make you feel like you are not good enough, but rather they build you up and show you the things about yourself that make you special and even beautiful. There is never any pressure, jealousy or competition but only a quiet calmness when they are around. You can be yourself and not worry about what they will think of you because they love you for who you are. The things that seem insignificant to most people such as a note, song or walk become invaluable treasures kept safe in your heart to cherish forever. Memories of your childhood come back and are so clear and vivid it’s like being young again. Colours seem brighter and more brilliant. Laughter seems part of daily life where before it was infrequent or didn’t exist at all. A phone call or two during the day helps to get you through a long day’s work and always brings a smile to your face. In their presence, there’s no need for continuous conversation, but you find you’re quite content in just having them nearby. Things that never interested you before become fascinating because you know they are important to this person who is so special to you. You think of this person on every occasion and in everything you do. Simple things bring them to mind like a pale blue sky, gentle wind or even a storm cloud on the horizon. You open your heart knowing that there’s a chance it may be broken one day and in opening your heart, you experience a love and joy that you never dreamed possible. You find that being vulnerable is the only way to allow your heart to feel true pleasure that’s so real it scares you. You find strength in knowing you have a true friend and possibly a soul mate who will remain loyal to the end. Life seems completely different, exciting and worthwhile. Your only hope and security is in knowing that they are a part of your life.
—  Bob Marley
SB’S (and any woman’s) Guide to Success (Part 1)

1. Keep men around you aroused.  Successful women are not afraid of any part of any man. In fact, they stimulate arousal wherever they go. Who are your favorite women role models? Why? 

2. Keep potentially valuable men especially aroused. If a man can be an asset in your life, find out what he wants and tease him with it. Tease = keep energy, focus, and arousal high.

3. Know your own sexuality, desires, turn-ons, and communicate and share them openly. There’s no room for shame around what you want or what he wants.

4. Don’t see other women as a threat. Jealousy is a turn-off. Competition thinking means that you feel weak. If your guy is looking at another girl, fan the flames…touch him and encourage him to look or arrange something ‘special’ together. If you shut down your sexiness because of fear, that pushes him toward this new thing that much more. Show him that you accept his desires (which he didn’t create or decide upon) and he will give you what you want.  

5. Know your spirituality, your identity, and beliefs. Optimize these to get what you want. Without spirituality, a person is a rudderless ship. Without an identity, you have no flag. Without beliefs, there is no way to connect to you. The world is constantly trying to give you crappy versions of all three of these. Make sure you choose consciously instead.

Any questions?

“Only once in your life, I truly believe, you find someone who can completely turn your world around. You tell them things that you’ve never shared with another soul and they absorb everything you say and actually want to hear more. You share hopes for the future, dreams that will never come true, goals that were never achieved and the many disappointments life has thrown at you. When something wonderful happens, you can’t wait to tell them about it, knowing they will share in your excitement. They are not embarrassed to cry with you when you are hurting or laugh with you when you make a fool of yourself. Never do they hurt your feelings or make you feel like you are not good enough, but rather they build you up and show you the things about yourself that make you special and even beautiful. There is never any pressure, jealousy or competition but only a quiet calmness when they are around. You can be yourself and not worry about what they will think of you because they love you for who you are. The things that seem insignificant to most people such as a note, song or walk become invaluable treasures kept safe in your heart to cherish forever. Memories of your childhood come back and are so clear and vivid it’s like being young again. Colours seem brighter and more brilliant. Laughter seems part of daily life where before it was infrequent or didn’t exist at all. A phone call or two during the day helps to get you through a long day’s work and always brings a smile to your face. In their presence, there’s no need for continuous conversation, but you find you’re quite content in just having them nearby. Things that never interested you before become fascinating because you know they are important to this person who is so special to you. You think of this person on every occasion and in everything you do. Simple things bring them to mind like a pale blue sky, gentle wind or even a storm cloud on the horizon. You open your heart knowing that there’s a chance it may be broken one day and in opening your heart, you experience a love and joy that you never dreamed possible. You find that being vulnerable is the only way to allow your heart to feel true pleasure that’s so real it scares you. You find strength in knowing you have a true friend and possibly a soul mate who will remain loyal to the end. Life seems completely different, exciting and worthwhile. Your only hope and security is in knowing that they are a part of your life.”

- Bob Marley

6155. Said Starfire on recent anti-immigrant legislation: "I too am a refugee. I came to this planet to escape a lifetime of slavery and war. Yet you who turn away your own siege-weary brethren simply because they do not share your own culture, you have already allied yourselves with the enemies of humanity!"

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Prompt: You are best friend with Karl, Luke and AJ. You and Karl have been secretly hooking up on the road but you get caught making out in the hallway by AJ. You slap him in order to throw AJ off. But afterwards, Karl pulls you into your shared  room, turns the music up to mask your screams and punishes you for turning him on. @lclb2

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connieisland  asked:

Hi! I wanna know if you could do something with Bucky and "Hurt Me Harder" by Zolita? Congrats on ur 1000!!! 🙆 💕

Originally posted by complete-fandom-trashhh

MASTERLIST

PAIRING: Bucky x Reader

SONG: Hurt Me Harder – Zolita

A/N: this is a lil dirty and I hope you enjoy

WARNINGS: dom!bucky, spankings


“Don’t make me put you over my knee,” Bucky threatened.

Your smile widened. “Is that a threat… or a promise?”

“Y/N,” Bucky groaned, drawing out your name.

You bolted from your seat. “You’re gonna have to catch me first!”

You ran as fast as your bare feet would take you. Bucky was hot on your heels though, grabbing you before you even made it to the front door. You yelped as he twirled you around, picking you up and throwing you over his shoulder. He turned himself around and walked towards your shared bedroom. You pulled on his pants as he walked. “You’re gonna make it worse for yourself, sweetheart,” he reminded you gently.

You didn’t listen to him, instead continuing to try and pull his pants down. “Last warning, doll.”

Bucky made it to the top of the stairs and into your bedroom, shutting the door behind him. You heard the click of the lock on the door before he put you down. He sat down at the edge of the bed, rolling up the sleeves of his dress shirt. You stood and watched him, waiting for your signal. He rolled his last sleeve and nodded in your direction. You pulled your skirt off, letting it pool at your feet.

You walked over to Bucky, draping your body across him. “What’s the safe word princess?” he asked you every time.

“Plums,” you replied nonchalantly.

“How many spankings for being a smart mouth?”

“15,” you answered.

The tips of his fingers gently ran over your ass. You felt the air of his hand before it connected to your ass. “One,” you counted. He did it again. “Two.” It was getting harder to count.

All the way to 15.

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Jackoff in the Box (Taeyong Smut; Night 1)

Wordcount: 2,295

Summary: You sneak into you and Taeyong’s shared apartment, only to find he’s already waiting up for you in your room. He’s got a surprise for you too.

A/N: Okay so this is my first post for 7 Nights of K-Spoop, I’ve had this in my drafts for a while kind of unfinished, so I decided to revamp it and hopefully turn it into something consumable. Enjoy!  🤡


You tiptoed into your temporarily shared apartment, careful to turn the knob before closing the door, in order to silence the latch.  

Two months ago your friend Taeyong had mentioned to you that his lease was up and although he didn’t want to, nor was he required to by his company, he would probably just stay at his dorm until he could sit down properly to search for an apartment. It took you no longer than 3 seconds to interject, explaining just how much you needed a new roommate. Ever since you kicked out your old one for being such a slob, you had noticed just how little variety your meals had. It’s not because your old roomie was the chef of the house—no. More like you were struggling to even come up with your monthly pet fee, you had to pay in order to be allowed to keep your cat ‘Sniffles;’ let alone be able to afford actual groceries. You really needed someone to split the rent with, and in your eyes Tae was the perfect candidate.

As you stealthily slid past his room you couldn’t help but to think of just how perfect a roommate he was. He had only one fault, and it was the reason behind your current sneakiness; sometimes…. he gave a little too frequent advice. He wasn’t bossy or anything, it was just sometimes he took his job as your 'oppa’ a little too seriously. He nagged you more than your own brother and mother combined. “Don’t come in too late!” “Are you getting enough vitamin A?” “Call me when you get there.”

Honestly you’re not even sure why you listened to him so adamantly, there was just something in his being that made you feel as though he was there to protect you and look out for you.

Your analysis of his 'golden oppa’ image was cut short when you upon opening your bedroom door, were met with one of the most frightening images you ever had the misfortune of seeing… a waiting Taeyong.

His eyes immediately caught yours, and you couldn’t bring yourself to do anything besides stare back at him with a look you knew was resemblant of a kid who had just been caught sneaking cookies out the cookie jar.

Your voice was trapped in your throat as well as your excuse.

He didn’t say anything, he just sat at the foot of your bed arms crossed over his lap, his bright eyes staring hard at you through the darkness.

You finally moved to flick on the light switch right next to where you were standing. It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say you were ready to run right back out that door you so carefully walked through just a few minutes ago and hide out until Taeyong called you and told you he forgave you and if you came home soon he’d only ground you for one week instead of two.  

But before you could work up the courage to bolt out of there, your eyes caught sight of a white box that was placed right atop his thighs separating his arms and his lap. A detail you hadn’t noticed before in the dark.

With a painfully obvious gulp, you pushed a string of words out of your mouth hoping to fill the awkward silence, “So what’s in the box?” In between every word there was a little pause, your body’s way of making sure you said each word clearly without tripping over anything despite how nervous you were.

He quirked an eyebrow and made an expression that almost resembled….amusement?  

“You can’t tell?” Shaking your head, you squinted at the object attempting to decipher the letters that were peaking out from underneath his arms.  

“I’ll give you a hint. It’s yours,” he was now holding the item which he claimed to be yours even more firmly, completely obscuring any letters you had hoped to read.

After a few empty moments with you trying to think of what it possibly could be you gave up hoping he would stop acting so odd and just tell you.

He stood up and walked towards you carefully turning the box in his arms so that the side with the words was now pressed into his stomach. Stopping just a few steps in front of you he extended the box to you, staring at you with that same cold stare he used when he was preparing to scold you.  

With a slight tremble you pushed your arms out and rested your hands on top of the box’s edges, gripping lightly enough to feel the lid lift slightly under your fingertips. Slowly you lifted it up and peered inside.  

Oh no.  

You could feel your heart begin to race and your mind clouding with all the thoughts you were sure had crossed Taeyong’s mind when he found what you were currently holding.

You frantically placed the lid back over the top of the container and took it from his hands, sliding it back under the bed where he had found it.

“Why do you have that.” He was staring at you again with those hard eyes that made your body buzz with anxiety and some other feeling you couldn’t quite place your finger on.  

Why did you have that? For what use? You never once tried it out in the whole month you’d had it. It wasn’t even your purchase. Your friend had mailed it to you a couple days after hearing you complain to her on the phone about how frustrated you were. How frustrated you were because you hadn’t been able to get off ever since Taeyong moved in with you.  

He was constantly buzzing around you, asking you about your day and if you had done anything especially exciting or productive. He was always lingering around you when you were cooking meals for the two of you, or doing your morning stretches. He was constantly there putting you on edge.  

It wasn’t that you were annoyed by him. It was the opposite. Every single one of his actions made your body tingle with an overwhelming sense of want and guilt. Yes that was the other feeling—want. Everytime you had gone to take care of your needs, you found yourself pulling your fingers out of your sticky heat as soon as your thoughts began to stray.

Everytime you would try to block out your thoughts. And everytime you thought you were successful, right as your body began to jerk upwards in anticipation of your oncoming orgasm, you would feel the urge to moan his name.

Taeyong. Taeyong. Taeyong. Your body kept trying to push the two forbidden syllables out from underneath your tongue. The two syllables you had reprimanded yourself once before for accidentally spewing out as you came all over your trembling digits.  

Right after you calmed down from the aftershocks you ran to your bathroom and scrubbed your hands clean til they were raw in hopes of ridding yourself of the grime and guilt you felt for getting off to the thought of your roommate, and friend at that.  

“Hey don’t space out,” his command snapped you out of your own spinning thoughts, “I asked you why you have this.”

“For my needs…” Your voice had dropped several decibels as you choked out your so seemingly clear reasoning for having a vibrator stashed away in your room.  

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

What the fuck was this guy talking about “why didn’t you tell him?” What the fuck were you supposed to tell him? 'Hey don’t know if you were wondering or anything but lately I’ve been in a sex drought. Thoughts, opinions?”’

“Was I supposed to tell you,” your tone changed from shy and embarrassed to sarcastic and weary.

“Lay down.”

“Pardon?” You raised an eyebrow at his demand. Was he about to spank you like a little kid and then read you a bedtime story?

“Get up on your bed, head down ass up.”

You thought you were stuck in place until your legs started moving and you felt the soft ply underneath your thighs. What was happening?  

Your body was flipped around as you went to ask him what he was doing.

“I said head down…” he was pulling  your hips up so that the only thing touching the mattress was your forehead and the rest of your body knee down. Thwack! “…ass up.”

You let out a sharp gasp as the sting set in.  

“Taeyong,” the rest of the question you had planned to ask him trailing of into nothingness, as he slithered his hand up the back of the dress you were wearing, and towards your neck.

“I’m your oppa aren’t I?“

"Yes.”  

“When you need help you should come to me, no?”

“Ye-yes,” your body was warming up due to the nervousness that had begun to set in as he snaked his way back down to the bottom of your dress.

“Well I get it. You might’ve been embarrassed. You shouldn’t be though,” he sucked in air through his teeth, "I care about you, you know. I’m here to take care of you.”

Your window that you had left open before you snuck out, in case you lost your key and needed another way in, was letting in small gusts of wind that were adding to the tickling sensation you felt, over all of your body, in tangent to the blazing trails his fingers left behind.  

He began lifting up the hem of your dress slowly as he caressed the backs of your thighs with his other hand. His finger ran a line up your covered slit, making your legs tremble from the slight, although sensational, action.

“Mm I’m gonna make you feel so good,” you let out an involuntarily whimper as your body prepared itself for his promise.

“Yeah,” he added slightly quieter, as though he was confirming to himself his goal for the night.  

He slid your panties down your thighs, and dragged his finger up your now bare slit. He held it up to his face as though examining a test tube. He hummed, deciding upon what he thought of what he had just collected from you moments before.  

“We’re gonna get our princess nice and ready for my cock. That sound good to you?” He lifted your chin up so that you were looking into his eyes.

You nodded the best you could, with the grip he had on you, “yeah that sounds good,” you let out the last part with a whisper trying to contain the excitement you felt bubbling in your veins, as he continued stroking your wet heat.  

Within the blink of an eye, he turned you back around and pulled your legs around his neck, immediately slipping his head between your thighs and nestling his tongue between your folds.  

Every lick he gave, you could feel your abdomen twirling and a buzz where his lips were located. He switched from swirling his tongue around your bulb, to latching onto all his mouth could catch. He was sucking at your clit and its surrounding lips.  

The moans he was letting out inbetween his actions seemed to become more frequent in turn with the more you thrashed your hips up into his face, clutching at the newly black, bed of hair atop his head.  

He snaked his arms underneath your hips and clasped your hands together with his, preventing you from escaping the pleasure he was drowning you in.

Panting, you felt a knot beginning to coil in your stomach. “Tae-Taeyong—mph fuck!” He freed two of his fingers and rolled your clit between them. He looked up at your sweaty face soaking up all the glory he felt from making you an exasperated mess, all at the hands of his tongue.  

“Are you close?” He continued twiddling his fingers as he held your gaze, waiting for your reply.

You faced temporary distraction as you stared at the wetness coating his lips and gleaming from his chin. You choked out a weak “uh-huh,” which he took as the right away, to continue devouring your whole entire being.

With a final few flicks of his tongue, paired with deep vibrations provided from his moans, you came, letting all your juices flow onto his eager tongue. He sopped up the majority of your release, the rest he wasn’t able to get covering the entirety of his mouth.  

He dragged himself up your body and shoved his tongue into your open mouth, spreading your essence all around your wet cavern, until you were panting into the kiss from a lack of air.

Your mind was still spinning as you tried to process your surroundings and make sure you hadn’t fallen into dream state. “Wow.”  

You leaned in to kiss him once again, but before your lips could touch, he pulled away and climbed off the bed. He shot you a smile and patted your cheek as he reached for something on the bedstand. “We still haven’t tried out your toy yet,” the grin etched on his face was filled with twisted joy and a strong sense of knowing. Knowing exactly what a ride you were in for, for the rest of the night.

To be continued…

8

playtime’s o v e r

Muslims ARE GOD’S PEOPLE.
Don’t you fucking DARE sit there and support these fucking refugee bans and then in the same breath claim to “pray for them”. Your fear of their skin, their veils, their language, their Book, is KILLING THEM. Don’t you dare stab them with one breath and “pray for them” with the next, you absolute fucking cowards.

These are our siblings in the faith, we share the same God, do NOT TURN YOUR BACK ON THEM ANY LONGER.

The Jewish ARE GOD’S PEOPLE.

These Nazi fucks that are rising up are a threat TO GOD’S PEOPLE. Don’t you dare claim to love thy neighbor and believe in the goodness of Christ when you CONDEMN HIS VERY PEOPLE AND SIT SILENT AGAINST THOSE THAT COMMITTED THE MOST KNOWN ATROCITIES NOT MORE THAN 80 YEARS AGO.

PROTECT God’s people. It is our doing, us CHRISTIANS, that are killing our own Father’s children with every moment we continue such senseless fears and prejudices. How dare we claim His name?

STAND UP.

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i see you there

broken and bare

vulnerable and real

you slowly reveal

the past that made you

please never undo

you’re all that i need

on your mess i feed

leave me your broken

share the unspoken

every piece i’ll treasure

turn sorrow to pleasure

you embrace my mess

as we both confess

our hurt dissipates

in this love we create

open wounds consoled

shattered becomes whole

Brie

nottmythical  asked:

Hi! I'm thinking of leaving deviantArt and posting my art on Tumblr instead but I'm not too sure and am actually a little nervous about making the change - so I've been asking around for some second opinions. deviantArt or Tumblr? Or both?

HMM TOUGH ONE

I used to use DA years and years ago and moved to Tumblr once it was shown they could sell your art to companies to make profit. Not to mention they got weird with the copying rules or something and it was harder to report people (idk if thats still true tho)

Both websites have pros and cons.

Deviantart’s community is tighter imo you can get more feedback since it’s easier to comment on people’s art, easy to submit your work into large groups, etc. Plus everyone there is an artist, you have things in common, so it’s easier to make friends.

Tumblr is great cuz people can reblog your work which in turn shares it with their followers, so more people can see your work. However I feel like its hard to get a start here, takes a bit longer to get recognized if you dont draw fanart/comics. Its harder to get feedback since lots of people DONT comment. The most they’ll do is +Like your picture and that’s all so it can get pretty discouraging….ah….very discouraging….

Ive had people repost my art on Tumblr and I reported it. Tumblr took down the repost within 2 days and sent a warning to the reposter! it was awesome!!

Ive also reported tracing and impersonation to DA a few months ago but it took them a little longer to take action. However they did get around to it eventually haha hmmm maybe…within 4 days? 5? can’t remember haha but they did the same: take down the art and send a warning to the tracer. 

I personally prefer Tumblr idk why. I’ve gotten more into art here and I can get way more personal here then I did on Deviantart since I can most much more than just art haha. I love the artists here…I got more into other artists here than on DA. 

But DA was made specifically for art so..yeah the community there is a huge plus to me!

You can always do what I did which was have both at the same time and slowly try to inch closer to Tumblr until youre ready to fully move haha. BUT REALLY ITS ALL UP TO YOU!!

NCT members as Roommates/Housemates

Doyoung: He’ld be a neat guy and would try his best to not burden you with anything. He will always help you out whenever you are cleaning or arranging something. He’ll divide the chores but will end up doing all of them.

Taeyong: He will be super neat but bossy too…..but since you’re a girl, he will treat you respectfully and would tell you everything kindly. To get along with him well, you’ll have to be neat yourself. He’ll be very caring, he’ll help you out if you’re depressed. He’ll be punctual and organised. 

Haechan: He’ll be fun to have as roommate. He will get so close to you that it would sometimes turn annoying. He will use your stuff without asking you and will share almost everything. He’ll throw your toothbrush in the toilet bowl when he’s mad at you.

Yuta: He will barely talk to you and will make a border in the room separating your space and his space. You won’t know anything about him and will just live with him as if you’re sharing a room with a ghost. Expect rock music on full volume in the middle of the night.

Ten: He’ll be an awesome roommate and you two will get along very well. But don’t expect him to be neat. You will be the one washing and cleaning everything for him. He will nurse you 24/7 whenever you get sick.

Taeil: He will be a very shy and awkward roommate. He will try his best to be away from you and give you your personal space since you are a girl. He will always try his best not to burden you or make you feel annoyed with him.

Winwin: He’ll be an extremely shy and quiet roommate. He will be messy a little but will try to keep the room clean. Expect him to walk on you while you’re changing. (he’s just too innocent lol)

Jaehyun: He will get along with you really well. He would do his chores but will sometimes act sick just to get away with it so that you would do his chores. He’ll flirt with you often and end up getting slapped

Hansol: You will be the one approaching him first since he would barely talk. He will be nice for a roommate. He’ll talk when needed and you both will share the chores equally.

Johnny: He will be a very straight forward roommate. He will not clean his stuff ON PURPOSE so that you will have to clean the whole room. He will be very lazy and would tell you straight away to clean his stuff after he uses them or disorganizes them as if you’re his servant or something. He wouldn’t even bother about your sleep and would snore as loud as he can.

Mark: He will be too formal with you and will do everything himself. He will even do your part of work. He will apologize a hundred times if he ruins something.

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A/N: This was an idea, submitted to me by @niall-lover120.  She asked me to flesh it out a bit and this is what I came up with.  Thanks for the submission, hope you like it!

Niall showed you the headlines in bed while he was thumbing through his phone. “NIALL HORAN AND WIFE MONICA BROWN ARE GETTING A DIVORCE!” “HORAN DIVORCE!  BATTLE FOR LITTLE MASON RAGES!”  You’d rolled your eyes and sighed.  “Must be a slow news day, huh?”  Niall tossed his phone to the side and laced his fingers together over his bare chest.  “Think Mason’s seen it?”  You turned over on your side and scooted over to share his pillow.  “I hope not.  I’ll email his teacher in the morning so she can keep an ear open for anything.”  Niall rolled on his side so your faces were nearly touching.  His eyes clouded over and a small frown pulled at his lips.  “S’fuckin’ ridiculous.  You shouldn’t have to be callin’ his school because the fuckin rag sheets are saying we’re fighting.”  Niall had started to curl in on himself, his shoulders hunching forward and his chin tucking into his chest.  You pried his hands apart and nestled yourself under his chin.  Pulling his arms around your own waist you sponged small kisses along his collar bones.  “Niall - I love you. But I’m not going down this road with you again. I knew what this life entailed when I married you. You have to stop blaming yourself. Because I guarantee you, you’re the only one who sees it that way.”  Niall didn’t have any words to respond with, only a deep sigh and a kiss pressed into your hair.

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Mark x Reader
Fluff and a little angst
Author: Admin Jazzi
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All you had done was go to dinner with Jinyoung. It wasn’t a big deal to either of you. Mark was away and you both wanted food. You texted him and asked him to get food. It really wasn’t more than that. But Mark made it into a huge arguement.
When you got to your shared apartment all the lights were turned off. You hummed, happy with your full tummy. Jinyoung bought you steak. He always bought for you, that’s why you asked him to go with you.
Your happiness wasn’t long lived, when you walked into your bedroom, you saw Mark sitting on your bed. Your diary slung across the bed, along with some more of your things.

“What the hell are you doing?” you asked. He didn’t look at you, his expression was very cold.
“Did you have fun with Jinyoung?” he asked you.

You sighed deeply, he was jealous. He threw a fit when you hung out with male friends; but when you hung out with one of his members he got extremely jealous. He didn’t see how innocent your friendships with the other boys were. You didn’t care, you still hung out with them; because his jealousy was his own problem. He should trust you

“Yeah I had a lot of fun.” you said. Mark stood up quickly and you stared him down.

“Are you cheating with him?” he yelled angrily.

You laughed, “If I wanted to be with Jinyoung I would just break up with your controlling ass.” you said.

You walked passed him, cleaning your things up off the bed.

You took off your coat, and laid it down on the bed.

Mark took your hand, looking at your new bracelet. “I swear if he bought this for you!” he exclaimed.

“What? What would you do?” you pulled your arm away. You stared him down and he backed off a bit.

“I can’t believe this, he’s one of my best friends!” he yelled at you.

“Mark if you think I’m cheating on you, then you don’t trust me at all.” you said, trying to be calm; but your voice rose. He was pissing you off.
You had been together for almost a year and he still didn’t trust you. You trusted him with all your heart but he wouldn’t return the same trust.

“Why are you always out with him?” He asked.

“Because he buys me food!” You said honestly, “and he’s my friend. That’s it! My friend!”

“Don’t pretend you’re not fucking him! You didn’t even answer my texts!” He said.

You looked at him, “Shut up and get out of my face Mark, I’m sick of this.”

He started laughing. “All I want is for you to tell me the truth!”

“No Mark you want me to admit to doing something, that I’m not.” You yelled back at him.

That fight lasted a week. Every time you saw each other.

You were finally sick of it, while he was at practice you packed up and went to a hotel.


Loving Mark was really hard, especially when he acted as if you’d try to hurt him.
Staying away from him was even harder, because every time you turned on the tv, he was there.

He didn’t look happy, Mark was good at acting; but he didn’t seem to be happy on camera.

That made you even more sad. He was like that way because you didn’t stop doing things that obviously made him uncomfortable.

But he needed to understand that you would make friends with whom you wanted. You couldn’t stand the unbearable control he wanted over who you associated with.

It was the only thing you argued about. He never tried to tell you what to do otherwise. He was sweet and kind. But he never wanted you to have male friends. It wasn’t the way you wanted your relationship to go. But the more you thought about it, you missed him so much. It wasn’t the way you wanted your relationship to end.

To Mark 3:07pm : let’s meet up.

He simply answered okay. Your heart beat sped up. You rushed to your suitcase. You found the blouse Mark bought you from a trip and a pair of ripped jeans. You also wore the watch and the ring he got you.

You didn’t know why you were so nervous about meeting him. you’d been dating so long and you didn’t feel that you were wrong about the argument, yet you were still nervous.


You met Mark at a coffee shop a few blocks from your hotel. It was one you both went to often, mostly because no one knew about it. It gave the two of you a bit of privacy.

He looked so good. He was wearing a loose shirt and ripped jeans. His hair was styled up and his smile looked wonderful.

You couldn’t stop yourself from smiling when you saw his face. You walked up to him, and hugged him tightly.

He wrapped his arms around you, picking you up slightly, in a tight hug. “I missed you, baby girl.” He said.

You breathed him in deeply. He smelled like soap and shampoo. It was the scent he had after dance practice. You closed your eyes, enjoying it for a moment.

When he finally let you go, you opened your eyes.

He looked at you with sad eyes, his hand brushed over your cheek, gently caressing it.

“I’m sorry baby, I really messed up didn’t I?” He asked.

You nodded softly. “I can’t deal with jealousy Mark. It’s not fair when I’m just having friends.” You told him.

He nodded quickly, “I know baby. I’ve been thinking about it a lot. Jinyoung explained just how stupid I was being.”

You smiled, “He’s not just your friend, he’s mine too,” you started with a pout, “It’s not fair that you want me to drop all my other friends. I’m never gonna do anything to hurt you.”

He hugged you tightly again. Silent for a moment, he hugged you tightly.

“I trust you. I just get jealous when you go out looking as beautiful as you are. It drives me crazy when you spend more time with jinyoung or the other members.and he’s buying you things? How can I not be jealous?” He said.

You pinched his cheek. “You’re stupid. I’m madly in love with you or I wouldn’t put up with you.and I bought it myself. I just didn’t want to say so because I was angry.”

He laughed and kissed you, “Am I forgiven?” He asked


“Only for four dinner dates at that steak restaurant, and if you promise not to freak out if I go to dinner with Jinyoung.” You said.

He pouted, “why do you want to go to dinner with him so bad?”

You pinched his cheek a bit harder, before kissing it “He buys me food when you’re not around to do it. “


A/N: hey guys. I was feeling really sick, I think I have food poisoning haha,m; but I really wanted to write this for the request. I’m sorry if it’s not that great. If you don’t like it please request that I write it again and I promise when I’m better I will do it again.
Admin Jazzi 🥔

Sick - Kaldur x Reader

Requested by artynerd23 -  Kaldur caring for the reader when they become ill.


Kaldur knew something was wrong as you tossed and turned next to him in your shared bed. The heat radiated from your skin, warming him in an alarming way. Your sweaty brow furrowed in discomfort as you breathed heavily.  

He laid his hand on your forehead, frowning at how unnaturally warm it was. Rising from the bed as quietly as he could, he ventured into the bathroom to find a thermometer. He knew you had one somewhere for you used it on him more than once when he caught one of the surface-dweller illnesses. 

Filling a glass of water as well, Kaldur exited the bathroom to hurry to your side. He set down the glass and thermometer before sitting on the side of the bed. You fidgeted in your sleep as Kaldur laid his cool hand on your forehead in a gentle attempt to wake you. Your eyes snapped open at his soothing touch.

“Kaldur,” you gasped, finding your throat dry. He handed you the glass of water as he readied the thermometer. 

“Hush, my love,” Kaldur soothed, watching you empty the glass of water in two gulps. He took the glass before putting the thermometer under your tongue. You gave him a questioning look as he brushed your hair back from your sweaty face.

Taking the thermometer out when it beeped, he glanced at the results with a frown crossing his face. “You have a fever,” he informed you before rising from the bed. You started to get up, but Kaldur pushed you back onto the bed. “Stay here.”

You rolled your eyes. A wave of dizziness came over you, making you glad you stayed in bed anyway. Kaldur came back a few minutes later with three types of medicine. He glanced between them, debating which one he should give you. 

“Just give me tylenol for the fever,” you suggested after a moment. Kaldur nodded, slipping two pills out of the container. He placed it in your palm before handing you another glass of water. You took the pills with a little difficulty.

Kaldur kissed your forehead, taking the glass out of your hand. You laid back down, sighing in relief. “Is there anything else you need?” 

“No,” you mumbled, the fever dragging you back to sleep. “I’m sorry, I woke you up.” 

“It’s fine, love,” Kaldur soothed, petting your hair. Your eyes fell closed as your breathing even out. Kaldur smiled at your peacefulness only to frown when you still seemed uncomfortable. He thought for a moment before heading back to the bathroom. 

Returning a moment later, he carried a bowl of cool water and a wash cloth. Kaldur set the bowl on your bedside table before dipping the cloth into the bowl. Soaking the cloth, Kaldur wrung it out before laying it on your burning forehead. You mumbled at the coolness, but stayed asleep. 

Kaldur waited a moment before soaking the rag again. His heart clenched at the thought of your discomfort and he swore he was going to do everything he could to help you through this illness. 

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Bofur x Reader

Summary: Thranduil decides to have a ‘talk’ with you after Thorin declines his deal and insults him. He uses you to send a message at your and Bofur’s expense.

Characters: Bofur, The company, Thranduil, Legolas

Warnings: Strong language used though very little

Word Count: 2,541

“I told him he could go Ishkh khakfe andu null him and all his kin!” You heard Thorin snarl angrily from your shared cell with Bofur, you turned to him alarm on your face.

“Bofur what does that mean?” You asked him frightfully, you were only half dwarf the other half of you human and had been living on the streets of Bree scavenging and stealing to survive until Gandalf found you and asked you to assist a friend of his on a quest. You of course had said yes eager to leave your miserable life of the streets behind you. This of course led you to meeting Bofur and the two of you falling in love.

“It means may you die in dragon fire.” He replied voice quiet. You visibly paled at his words if Thorin had insulted the King whatever slim chance you had at getting out of here was now gone.

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Camp Rules!!

Infinite High IV/Shiny Ditto Hunting Tutorial

I’ve seen this floating around on Youtube and Reddit but not yet on Tumblr.
It’s basically a super fancy SOS chain that can go on literally forever, gaining you infinite EXP (albeit 100 or so at a time, and some people even suggest turning off your EXP share to make the battles go a little faster), dittos with perfect IVs (great for competitive breeders), and maybe even a lovely shiny Ditto for the shiny hunters.

It takes a lot of setup and planning, but once you’ve got the chain going, nothing can stop it, and keeping it going is so incredibly mindless that it’s basically AFK.

What you’ll need:
- A Pokémon that knows Recycle and NOTHING ELSE (This is CRITICAL), preferably one that’s low-level. I got this by getting a wild Smeargle to Sketch the Recycle one of my Pokémon used, but it’s also possible to just get a Poké with Recycle and use the Move Deleter to remove the rest of their moves. This is your Recycler.

- A Pokémon that knows Switcheroo. Dhelmise is a good candidate for this, as it learns Switcheroo at level 1. Catch a Dhelmise and bring it to the Move Reminder and it’ll just be there. This is your Switcher.
Now, have your Switcher hold a Leppa berry.

- A Pokémon that knows the move False Swipe. This can also be your Switcheroo ‘mon, but mine isn’t. This is your False Swiper.

- A high-levelled Pokémon that meets two conditions:
1. Can 1hko a lvl 25-ish wild Ditto
2. Does NOT know any moves that damage its Ally (such as Discharge or Earthquake). I learned this the hard way.
This can also be your Switcheroo/False Swipe user, which would make things very efficient. Mine are not all the same Pokémon since I basically just used whatever I had on hand.
This Pokémon is your Sweeper.

- Adrenaline Orbs, which is what you always want when SOS chaining. They make it more likely for a wild Pokémon to call for help.

- You’ll also want a ton of Leppa Berries/Elixers/Ethers/PP-Restorers for your own Pokémon if you want your chain to last a while.

- Timer Balls might be a good idea for when it’s finally time to catch at 6IV/Shiny ditto.

- Some method of counting the number of Dittos you’ve encountered, if you want. This makes the chaining slightly less mindless, though.

What to do:

1. Put your Recycler in the first slot of your party.

2. Find a wild Ditto; they’re found in the patches of grass on Mount Hokulani. Have it Transform into your Recycler. The wild Ditto now only knows Recycle, a move which will allow it to re-use whatever berry it’s holding, even if said berry was already eaten.

3. Switch your Recycler into your Switcheroo-er. Use Switcheroo.

I’ll pause here to explain exactly what you’ve just done and why it’s an infinity setup.

Switcheroo swaps your item with the opponent’s, so what you’ve just done is given a Leppa berry to the Ditto which can only use a move that will let it get its Berry back.
Leppa Berries restore 10 PP to of one Pokémon’s moves.

You’ve now trapped a wild Ditto in a setup that will let it use Recycle infinitely. All this Ditto will do is use Recycle until it’s low on PP, then eat its Leppa berry to restore PP, then use Recycle to get its Leppa berry back, repeat. This can and hopefully will continue indefinitely.

You don’t have to worry about the Ditto using Struggle and knocking itself out and you don’t have to worry about taking any damage at all until Dittos with Imposter start showing up and maybe not getting 1hko’d immediately.

Moving past here it’s exactly the same as your normal SOS chain setup.

4. Switch your Switcheroo-er into your False Swiper (if necessary). False Swipe the wild Recycling Ditto. This will get it to 1hp exactly, or at least very low. Then, use an Adrenaline Orb. Now the Recycling Ditto will be calling for help almost every single turn.

5. If your Switcheroo/False Swiper isn’t your Sweeper, switch into your Sweeper now.
(Note: Bonus Points if any of the Pokémon you’ve used have the ability Intimidate, since Intimidate makes it even more likely for wild Pokémon to call for help!)

6. Wait for the Recycling Ditto to call for help. If it doesn’t, go to your bag and “use” another Adrenaline Orb, or “use” something like an Antidote/Paralyze Heal/Awakening on a Pokémon that isn’t Poisoned/Paralyzed/Asleep. This will use your turn, but it won’t use up your item!
Later in the chain, if the Recycling Ditto doesn’t call for help, that’s when I start restoring HP/PP to my Sweeper, if it needs it.

7. 1HKO the Ditto that was called as help. Be super careful to not accidentally hit your Recycling Ditto, so no moves that hit everyone on the field and no moves that hit both opponents at once. Don’t even have these moves on your Sweeper at all.**

8. Wait for Recycling Ditto to call for help again. 1HKO the help. Recycling Ditto will call for help. KO. Help. KO. Infinitely.

I don’t know exactly how many Dittos are needed before their IVs are perfect; all I’ve heard is a vague “30 to 40”, but I have gotten a 30+ chain this way and caught a Ditto with 4 perfect IVs, so it really does work and it’s actually pretty fun, if grindy, but it’s incredibly, INCREDIBLY useful to Shiny hunters and VGC competitors alike. Go out there and chain some Dittos; you won’t regret it.

Also, I just realized you could hypothetically get this same chain with wild Smeargles, if you want a shiny Smeargle…

**When I did my first chain, my Sweeper was a Magnezone who knew Discharge, which damages every Pokémon on the field, including your allies. When the chain was just starting to get good, a Ditto with Imposter appeared and immediately transformed into Magnezone. I didn’t get a 1HKO, wild Ditto used Discharge, knocked out my Recycling Ditto, and the chain was over.
Don’t make the same mistake I did. Keep Discharge and Earthquake out of your Sweeper’s moveset.