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♡ Song URL meme ♡
RULES: spell out your url with song titles, and then tag 10 people
H: Home, Cavetown (Cavetown will always hold a special place in my heart. Home gives me Modern Taliyah vibes)
E: Everybody Gets High, Missio (EGH is one of my favorite songs. Why? Well, why not?)
A: Aligator Skin Boots, McCafferty (Hits me on a personal level)
R: R U Mine?, Artic Monkeys (This was the first song I learned to play on the bass guitar!)
T: The Dismemberment Song, Blue Da Kid (Murder. 'Nuf said)
O: Oh Shit She's Cute, the artist took it off sadly (*screams in pansexual*)
F: Fool, Cavetown (I sing this a lot in the shower. I'm lovesick, though I know I'll never have my feelings returned properly)
S: Sweet Tooth, Cavetown (same reasoning as F)
T: Talk to Me, Cavetown (My friend was struggling with depression. Losing her was one of the worst mistakes of my life... So now whenever I hear of someone not feeling well, I'm always open. I take signs more seriously, and I never want to make that mistake again.)
O: Our Love is God, Heathers the Musical (Crazy love... I really want to make a Heathers AU, but I'm scared that people will just call me a nerd)
N: N.M.E, Sett it Off (This was one of the bops I'd listen to with my friend)
E: Empty Bed, Cavetown (I'm a sucker for Cavetown!)
S: SIMP, Kodama Boy (YOU'RE A FUCKIN S I M P!!)
Tagged by: @eboyezreal
Tagging: whoever hasn't done it/wants to do it!
Continuation from x ♡ @chronodriven
What does he mean he won't wear it ? The young woman pouted heavily as she stared at her husband . " Oh , please , Ekks ? I wear whatever you ask me to ! Just this once ? Please ? "
Speaking of that golden dress , it hung on her , the garnet jewels sparkling in the soft candle light from mere feet away . The skulls , real or not , gave off this sheen . The shuriman's whole body did , the stench of alcohol and blood of the room almost overpowering her warm vanilla . Oh , meetings always had such surprises , especially ones with the Damnation .
post - trauma sentence starters blood, death mention.
“don’t do that. don’t shut me out.”
“you’ve been crying. i can tell.”
“we need to change those bandages and get some food in you.”
“you want me to rub your back ’til you fall asleep?”
“that was a brave thing you did today.”
“shh, that’s okay, get everything out.”
“there’s something on your shirt. you – that’s blood!”
“need some space?”
“you should lay down.”
“there’s nothing wrong with asking for help.”
“shh, shh. you were having a nightmare.”
“we can talk through the door.”
“let’s clean you up and get you to bed, okay?”
“you almost died.”
“i brought you a blanket.”
“you’re home. you’re safe.”
“i’m worried about you.”
“is everything okay?”
“tell me how to make it better.”
“it’s been a tough few days. how are you holding up?”
“you have to stay awake. come on, give my hand a squeeze.”
“you’re in the hospital.”
“think you can make it to the bathroom?”
“no, no. don’t close your eyes.”
minor vent
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warmups, warmups, warmups
TW//addiction
I am recovering from my pill addiction, instead of scouring the house for some, I went to my dad and sister. They gave me hugs and said I'm doing great, and said I should do some self-care. So I'm taking a little nap, then I will get up and get some food, clean or homework. It feels nice to be honest and not get rebuked.
TW // eating.. issues.
freaking out cause im having pizza on the beach w/ my partner tmr and i was gonna fast but ive already agreed and i need to be all self-care-y for them :/
*to the tune of that one song* hello bandage my old friend
Being Lydia Martin’s Younger Sister Would Include…
Gif not mine. Credits to the rightful owner.
A/N(s):
Sorry for not updating so often these days, I got back to school and as a result of that, I don’t have that much free time. However, I’ll be out of school again in two weeks, so please bare with me.
I wrote this during Biology class, but I think it’s cute smh.
Requests and pms are still open.
Being Lydia’s little sister would include...
Being one year younger than her
But being twice as sassy as her
Driving her crazy
But her secretly loving how similar your personalities were
Stiles calling you “the Devil 2.0.”
Her and Stiles being your OTP
Throwing the best parties in BH together
Going shopping together
Picking each other’s outfits for school
Braiding each other’s hair
Doing each other’s make up
Helping her discover the full spectrum of her Banshee powers and abilities
Jackson buying you expensive gifts
Scott being protective of you
Having sleepovers with Allison
Helping Malia with homework
Liam having a huge crush on you
Having a thing for all the boys she had ever dated
But never trying to ruin her relationships
Falling hard for Derek as soon as you meet him
Derek liking you back, but not daring making a move
Due to Lydia’s overprotectiveness
But eventually agreeing on setting you up
Her being happy for you
Her threatening Derek to kill him with her Banshee scream if he ever hurt you
Her being such a pain in the ass occasionally
You being a total nightmare as well
Being roommates in College
Supporting each other
Protecting each other at all costs
Loving each other to death
Being Derek Hale’s younger sister would include...
{Requested}
A/N: I’m currently working on new things about this blog, so I’m sorry in advance if I fall behind with my requests.
Being Derek’s little sister would include...
Not being too close to Derek when you were younger
Because your characters were quite similar
Arguing constantly
Talia having to step in before things went too far
Becoming best friends when reaching adolescence
Going to him for advice
Him being protective over you when you got to the date scene
Supporting him on basketball games
Hooking him up with Paige
Comforting him after her death
Taking an instant dislike to Peter, not that you never really did like him
Surviving the fire, and sticking with him
Being a member of his pack, and helping him train his Betas
Flirting with Isaac
Derek not being okay with it
Giving Isaac a hard time
Hale eye roll ™
Tracing each other’s spiral tattoos
Being comfortable with physical affection only with him
Sibling cuddling while watching movies during thunderstorm nights
Working out together, basically competing each other
Becoming an ally of the McCall pack, and eventually joining it
Derek growling at anyone during the pack meetings if they try to flirt with you
Except Stiles, because he knows you have a soft spot for him
Secretly loving when you give Allison death glares, because he knows you hate the Argents twice as he does
Occasionally stealing his car keys
Throwing parties at the loft when he’s out of town
You being the only one able to put him in his place
Evolving at the same time period
Having a very special connection in general, always standing by each other’s side
Shii forgot to post this here yesterday…
Here’s a lil shit post i made for @eyes-noicantsee of their lil oc, Xyndraaksha! (Or their English name, ShardSoul, or Shard) (or Xanax)
Though created by eyes, I am legally their godparent, so here are some names that I have suggested for his English name before eyes landed on Shard:
Cheese, wall, floor, bench, tiktok knife game, яблоко, weed and Greg
Unfortunately, eyes is a pussy and said they don’t want to name a god these, so I suggested the name Shard, and now it’s that. Little did eyes know this name came from a sonic character that fucking died, but hey, they both a gem in their chest, so I’d say they’re twinning 🤩 (I told Eyes later, it was funny)
I love my godson 🥰🥰😍😍😻😻🙏🙏
Protected – Derek Hale x Young! Beta! Reader
Summary: You’re Derek Hale’s 15-year-old Beta. Derek saves you before Gerald Argent kills you.
{Requested}
Pairing: Derek Hale x Young!Beta!Reader (platonic)
Warnings: Gerald Argent, furious Derek, swearing, blood, crying
Word count: 802
Song recommendation: Iron - Woodkid
*Flashback*
“Do you have a death wish, Y/N?” Derek crossed his arms over his chest, leaning against the doorframe, blocking the exit. You raised an eyebrow, sort of glaring at him.
“Do you?” you talked back at him, smiling coldly. Derek’s jaw clenched as he suppressed the urge to give you a piece of his mind. You had been giving him attitude for the past few days, and even if he was fully aware you disliked being told what to do, he was still your Alpha and had obligation to protect you.
“In case you forgot, Argent has already tried to kill you twice,” he acknowledged. “And failed to do so, twice,” you responded bitterly.
Derek sighed. “I’m only trying to keep you safe, Y/N/N. Please, just listen to me,” he said. Your gaze softened. “I’ll be fine, Derek,” you muttered, making your way out of the loft.
*End of flashback*
You weren’t exactly sure how you had found yourself running through the woods for dear life. There was, however, something you knew for certain: if you made it out alive, you’d never disregard Derek again. You were getting weaker, however, every second that went by. The possibility of you surviving seemed considerably unrealistic.
You hissed in pain, removing an arrow from your abdomen and hurriedly pressing with your hand against the cut to stem the bleeding, only to realize that you had been poisoned with wolf’s bane- you weren’t healing. You were seriously injured, and teetering on the edge of unconsciousness, yet you refused to give up.
“I have to admit, Y/N, you gave me quite a hard time,” Gerald Argent commented, examining your bloodied features. You scoffed, “yeah, well. Facilitating your process of killing me wasn’t exactly on my to-do list,” you replied sarcastically, aching with every breath you took.
“You’re something else, aren’t you? For a newly turned Beta, you’re quite skilled. I’m sure you’re Derek’s favorite,” he pointed out, laughing devilishly. “It’s a shame you have to die this way, so young and innocent.”
Realization hit you. You were really going to die, if you didn’t do something drastic. With every bit of power you had left, you roared. Assuming Derek was searching for you, you had given away your position.
“Your life is completely in my hands; quit testing my boundaries, sweetheart,” Gerald warned, aiming a gun between your eyes. “Do you have any last words?” There was a brief moment of silence.
“Look behind you,” you breathed.
Derek emerged from the shadows, fully turned in his werewolf form. He neared Gerald in no time, instantly disarming him. “You didn’t actually believe I’d let you kill my Beta, did you?” he asked. To say his voice was infuriated, was an understatement. “Hunting her down alone was a seriously bad idea, Argent.”
–
“SON OF A-” you cried, immediately waking up. “Hold her still!” Deaton shouted, pressing a syringe in your carotid, which you supposed contained the antidote for Aconitum. The pain was sending you over the edge, causing you to dig your claws in your Alpha’s skin, who held your hands pinned against the cold metal table.
After a few moments that felt like centuries, the veterinarian removed the needle from your neck. He gently pressed a cotton pad soaked in rubbing alcohol to where he injected you and gave you a sympathetic smile. “You almost died. Welcome back,” he simply said, earning a chuckle from you.
Deaton shot a knowing look at Derek. “I’m sure you two have a lot to discuss.” Derek nodded lightly, and Allan hustled out of the room, leaving you alone with your Alpha.
He wasn’t protective over you only because you were his Beta. He was protective over you because you were his anchor. There was something, in that intractable character of yours, that brought out the best of him. He felt responsible for you, as your Alpha and as your guardian. You were the closest person he had to a family. He needed to know you were safe. The idea of your getting hurt terrified him.
“Did you kill him?” your croaked voice snapped him out of his thoughts. Derek smiled half-heartedly at you. “No, I didn’t. The Argents don’t deserve this kind of mercy,” he answered. “Right,” you whispered, avoiding eye contact.
You wrapped your hands around Derek’s neck and rested your head in his chest. “I’m sorry,” you muttered, and he could already feel your tears moistening his shirt as he rubbed your back, trying to calm you down.
“It’s alright,” he said comfortingly. “Just, don’t be so stubborn next time.”
“I promise,” you breathed. “Can we go home now?” Derek nodded and kissed your forehead, picking you up. The familiar warmth of his body soothed you to sleep, finally feeling protected in his embrace.
Scotty Doesn’t Know – Liam Dunbar x McCall! Reader
Request by @sweetestdolan: Can I request a Liam Dunbar imagine where the reader is Scott’s little sister and they’ve been sneaking around and it’s based off of the song “Scotty Doesn’t Know”
Song recommendation: Scotty Doesn’t Know - Lustra
I hope you like this! 🌼
A/N: Turns out I love writing for Liam. Send requests!
Pairing: Liam Dunbar x McCall! Reader, Scott McCall x Sister! Reader, McCall Pack x Reader
Warnings: none, I think.
Word count: 773
It was a little after midnight at a school night, which meant that you should probably have been asleep. That wasn’t the case, though- you had a little something to sort out that went by the name Liam Dunbar.
You had low-key developed a crush on Liam since you first laid your eyes on him. At first, you just liked him for his appearance- you found him a hottie and an adorable cinnamon roll simultaneously. He was in your grade, so you had a few classes together; and this is how slowly but steadily, your feelings grew stronger as you got to know him better.
Liam felt the same; however, he wouldn’t confess to you. It wasn’t that he was stubborn- he was rather shy and lacking self-confidence- he never thought that you’d like him back. It was only when Scott gave him the bite, that he grew more attached to you. Scott later explained to him that it was perhaps because you were his anchor. He actually liked the idea; you were always sticking together, so if anything happened, you’d protect each other- which meant he had fewer things to worry about.
Given all that, plus the fact that neither his little sister nor his Beta could lie to him; he was well-aware that you were dating. You simply weren’t aware of it, just yet.
“Goodnight, love you,” Scott whispered, trying not to ‘wake you up’. He placed a kiss on your forehead and tucked you in, then proceeded to leave your bedroom.
The moment he closed the door behind him, you threw you blanket off you and quickly but quietly got up from your bed. Coast is clear, you texted Liam, but didn’t bother waiting for a reply. As soon as you unlocked your window, he stepped in your room.
“Hi,” he said softly, kissing your chick. You smiled, wrapping your hands around his neck. He grabbed your waist and reached for your lips. “I missed you,” he muttered in-between kisses.
“I missed you too,” you whispered, leaning your head in the crook of his neck, exhaling his cologne. Liam drew patterns on your bare skin underneath your shirt and felt you relaxing with his touch.
As your kiss deepened, Liam picked you up and carried you to your bed. You lied on top of him, grinding slowly against his crotch. He let out a hushed growl as he caressed your butt, and you smirked at his eagerness.
Liam started kissing your neck lovingly, making you let out muffled moans. “Shh, Y/N,” he cooed, sucking on your sweet spot. You punched him lightly on the chest, warming him not to leave a hickey. He then paused, waiting for you to take off your shirt. He copied your actions.
All of a sudden, the lights in your room flicked on. You instantly shot a sitting position and hurried to cover your bare chest, whilst your brother, Stiles, Lydia, Malia, and Mason walked in on your making-out session.
“Ha, I knew it!” exclaimed Stiles, staring at a blushed Liam, and patted Scott’s shoulder. Lydia let out a scoff, as she took out of her pocket a fifty dollar bill and handed it to Mason. “Don’t doubt me again,” he smiled at her sweetly.
Your eyes glued to your brother’s, not daring to say a word. You expected him to snap at you for keeping your relationship with his Beta a secret for such a long time. Instead, an amused grin appeared on his face.
“You didn’t really think I didn’t know, did ya?” he asked, making your brush deepen. “Y-you knew?” you stuttered, avoiding eye-contact. He laughed, “Dude, seriously. I could smell your chemo-signals from miles away,” he stated.
You mentally cursed at yourself, for not having thought about it earlier. “So, you’re not mad?” Liam questioned, hiding his face on your shoulder. “Why would I be mad?” Scott replied, “I don’t have a say on your personal lives, kiddos. I just want both of you to be happy.”
A small smile formed on your lips. It was stupid of you to think that your brother would try to prevent you from being with someone you loved. You knew that Scott’s loved one’s happiness was his top priority.
“Thanks,” you and Liam said, finally relieved.
“Alright, I think that’s enough for tonight,” Stiles, who tried to stare anywhere else but your exposed skin, ushered everyone out of the room, banging the door behind him.
Liam’s eyes met yours again, and you let out a giggle. “It was easier than expected,” you pointed out. Liam shook his head in agreement, still blushing hard. “Definitely.”
Being Stiles Stilinski’s Twin Sister Would Include...
Stiles being born twelve minutes prior to you
which meant constantly making fun of you for being ‘the little Stilinski’
which resulted to you smacking him so he’d shut up
He always did
Being the exact opposite of him
Getting along excellently, regardless of your dissimilar personalities
Being the only one able to pronounce his name without slipping up
Being each other’s best friend
Always having each other’s back
Fighting over who’d shower first
Fighting over what you’d have for dinner
Fighting over what you’d watch on TV
Fighting over who’d drive
Fighting over who’d get to date Derek
Stealing his clothes
Twin telepathy
Knowing when either of you was in trouble
Pulling pranks on Coach together
And getting lectured by Sheriff Stilinski about it
Even though he knew it was realistically pointless
Not arguing often, but when you did, nobody dared to step in-between you two
They knew better
Having had to learn it the hard way
Being a member of Scott’s pack
Asking your help with the investigation
Isaac trying to flirt with you during pack meetings
Stiles telling him off because he knew you weren’t into him
Instantly noticing when he started showing symptoms of Frontotemporal Dementia
Crying your eyes out when the tests came back positive
Him coming to you for comfort after a nightmare
Calming him down after a panic attack
The Nogitsune kidnapping you to manipulate the pack
You being the one who remembered him first and was able to bring him back
Leaving Beacon Hills with him
Forever watching out for each other
Dating Stiles Stilinski Would include...
Being next door neighbors, so practically knowing each other since birth
Growing up together, so you couldn’t exactly tell when you fell for him
Stiles having a crush on you too
But since you were best friends, neither of you confessed
However, you couldn’t help feeling a little jealous, because you thought he was crushing on Lydia
Scott knowing that you like each other, so at some point he got sick of your stubbornness and decided to take that matter in his own hands
He practically locked you in the school’s janitor’s closet until you made out
And this how you started dating in eighth grade
So much sarcasm
Inside jokes
Studying sessions together
That always led to heated make out sessions
Helping him solve cases
Cheering for him during lacrosse practice
Comforting him after he had nightmares about his mum
Never leaving his side when he was in the hospital
Keeping your memories of him, which was what brought him back
Long drives on his Jeep
Cuddling until you fall asleep
Hair stocking
Sweet, slow kisses
Never falling out of love with him
//Tw SA Mention //TW Sui implied //TW Graphic Violence
TikTok is pro self censored speech. Alcohol in any capacity isn’t allowed to be mentioned. Even in a video where OP is heavily slurring their words from the passenger seat and is calling a rearview mirror a windshield repeatedly.
This can’t even be argued for safety on the platform type of thing. Because someone is mostly naked on another few scrolls away and another scroll away is a detailed description of a serial killer’s mutilated victims with poorly blurred photos. Plus the platform has content controls that can be enabled.
This platform started the trend of “unalive” “grape” and other self censorship. Even in the midst of the ad apocalypse on YouTube that type of self censorship would have been seen as cowardly. Now the pendulum has shifted and users on the internet self censor out of fear of getting their posts deleted. Far worse with the possibility of even getting banned.
I’m tired of basic adult conversation being forcibly watered down or flat out censored by big tech. No one is responsible for another’s sobriety or “influence”.
An entire generation is being conditioned into self censorship about very serious topics. The older generations are already following too.
This isn’t a “muh free speech” post btw. This is a “wtf how did we get here in allowing basic adult conversation being banned in social media”. Even Zuckerberg with all his blanket ban hammers and comment removals was never this bad.
Tw// SA
Joker 2 is spiteful mess. I understand the message perfectly fine. It’s still not a good delivery of the message. Especially since Arthur only drops his Joker persona shortly after being molested.
I’m quite disgusted with that sequence of events. Joker 2 continues the trend of sequels being spiteful messes.
“Oh you mildly enjoyed the first film? Well fuck you.”
For the love of Chaplain , will these pretentious directors get off their high horse? You should be grateful that your film succeeded on such a small budget. Especially when your two previous films were Grown ups 3 and The Road Trip.
I finished my jane prentiss design, AND the magnus archives season 2, i am going crazy wtf was that
Anyways, janes design is pretty gory, so here is the censord version first,
⚠️⚠️🚫Please, if you don't like gore, get scared easly, and ⚠️ESPECIALLY IF YOU HAVE TRYPOPHOBIA⚠️ do yourself a favor and don't look at the uncensored version
⚠️⚠️⚠️THIS IS YOUR LAST WARNING⚠️⚠️⚠️
i promise it's gonna be scary, so please be careful
Boo!!
This is my first time posting gore🤗 how did i do?
soo
I may have relapsed back into my Ana ways:/ like I don’t hate that I’m eating better cuz not only do I have more energy, my skin has cleared up too. I’m mostly sad that I feel bloated all the time and like I gained a bijillion pounds.
but in all honesty a lot has gone on these past few weeks, and it’s part to why I haven’t been posting on here.
Tw..
a guy that I though was my friend sexually assaulted me and 8 other girls on my college campus, we were able to get no contact orders against him, but that is “all” my school can do. I have him blocked on everything, including tumblr. I’m not going to go into detail about what he did exactly, but it is one reason I’m dipping back into ED tumblr.
xoxo- daphie luv
yk what, fuck the Ana lifestyle I don’t wanna panic every time I see my weight go up. I’m healthy at 114 pounds and that’s completely fine, all that weight is muscle mass from sports. I think it’s time for me to go into recovery
stupid rant
I feel like all my friends are pulling away from me and I don’t know why.
no one responds to my texts yet they don’t text me without me doing so first, or they say that they didn’t see my message when I can see when they read it. Everyone has time to hang together, but when I ask to join they have too many people even though it’s just my roommate and our two friends. Suddenly everything that we all used to do gets pushed to the side only for me to see them posting about how fun their day was, but they told me it was canceled.
I feel like I’m being excluded from my own friend group, and I hate this feeling of abandonment. I don’t like being lonely. And I might be overreacting but if you were in my place, you’d probably feel the same way!
when i actually do get “included” it’s like im not even there, i got talked over and brushed past, it’s like im a ghost. I thought part of college would be better then high school, but turns out it’s the exact same, full of fake friends and people that only want to use you for their own gain. Fuck this place and fuck my friends
idk
sometimes it’s nice to have an equally disorders roommate, we understand each other’s struggles. Tn we decided to go on a night drive and to stay up all night to cope with everything going on in the world. I think we will be out till about 1 ish
psa- Ana/ED coaches
hey guys, I just wanted to post a little psa about Ana coaches. you really need to be careful about who you talk to on here, especially those under the age of 18. just today I got a dm about someone wanting to be my coach, however due to be being in a lecture hall I didn't want someone to read over my shoulder to I didn't look at their profile. this is something that you should do before responding.
honestly their username should have given it away, and that's something to keep an eye out for. they started the dm very kind and asked me what weight I wanted to get down to and the first they I ask is if they were one of those creepy Ana coaches and they said "I am a little creepy" GUYs this is such a red flag! I should have stopped responding a blocked them immediately, but I wanted to get more information so that I can tell you all what to look out for.
there are some people on this site and on others, who might have a sexual liking for those who are dieting or are a part of the Ana/ ED community. they went on to asking me how I would like to start and I flat out said that I had no interest in being involved in any kind of sexual or kinky thing that they clearly wanted and that if they wanted that then to go elsewhere as I am not that kind of blog. and while they did eventually back off, there are some people on here that might be more persistent.
please, pleaseee be careful about who you interact to on here especially if you are a minor- even more so if your age is in your bio as that is what they look for.
if you see the blog name 'memeandom' in your dms and they are asking if you are looking for an Ana coach and you are A. under age, B. not a sexual or kinky blog block them and if they persist then report them.
