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Go point.

When her depression is hitting harder than ever, Ella, a 27 year old woman decides to end it all, she is tired, she is done, so she decides to do the one thing that makes her think that the pain will be over. She decides to kill herself. She has always loved grand gestures, in the movies she was a fan of the grand love confession, of the chases to the airport, and all those dramatic things, she has always loved it. So she decides that her death will be a grand gesture to herself. She quit her job, sold everything that she owned except her phone and got a one way ticket to Korea, she wanted to kill herself on the Han River. And she should have known better, after all, nothing ever goes like she plans it.

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I love it, thank you so much

Fiorella and Zabdiel 🤗

Fiorella was waiting for Zabdiel at the airport, she was waiting with a small group of fans with a sign that said ‘Mi Amor’. She was nervous to see him, it had been months but she knew that the second their eyes met, the nerves would fade away. Instantly, she saw Chris as everyone filed out of the plane and her heart fluttered knowing that Zabdiel would be out soon.

Chris waved at her as he read the sign, his face softened touched by her romantic gesture, he turned around walking out of view. When he came back he was holding Zabdiel’s hand and pointing at Fiorella. Zabdiel looked over confused but as he caught her eyes he smiled brightly, he read the sign as he walked over to her. 

“Mi Amor!” he smiled pulling her shoulders so she fell into his arms. The fans around them ‘aww’d’ sweetly but Fiorella blocked them out as Zabdiel rubbed her back soothingly. “I’ve missed you baby.” he whispers kissing the top of her head. 

“I missed you so much.” she pulls away as she stands to kiss him. Her hands holding onto his face she could bring her face down to his. 

Zabdiel blushed as they kissed in front of everyone but Fiorella couldn’t help herself. 

“Get a room!” Chris shouted as he took photos with fans. 

Zabdiel shoved him lightly, slinging an arm over Fiorella’s shoulders, “I was going to go for a suave pickup line, but I got all flustered when I saw you.”

Fiorella smiled up at him, “go take photos, then we can go home.” she winked. 

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Send me your name + a cnco boy and I’ll write you a short blurb

(rules: reblog + follow me)

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I'm literally shaking as I write this

President Sebastián Piñera just declared Chile at "state of emergency" over the riots that are occuring in Santiago.

This means that the police, military and special forces are no longer subject to our constitution's laws; they can legally violate our human rights without getting any punishment.

Guys, I'm scared. They're torturing people and a student is already missing. They're throwing tear gas grenades directly at people, shooting teens and college students, hitting and hurting anyone who happens to be on the streets. They apparently killed two college students already.

Please, please don't let this get swept under the rug.

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I don't know what's happening, suddenly she likes me, I'm probably dying soon

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Please. Please please please read this and reblog!

If you support LGBTQ Rights you need to stop scrolling and read this. This is not a fucking joke.

If you cant read this, here it is: 

If you don’t remember Sophie M Herold, she is a German girl, who is extremely homophobic and transphobic. She has found out LGBTQ persons names, addresses, personal info etc. And set up her own database. Her intentions with this are harmful.

She is sending out this information, your information, your best friends information, someone you love and care about. She’s sending it to hate groups, malicious people, people with bad intentions. And if you think I’m blowing this out of proportion, people have been kicked out of homes, disowned by families and even MURDERED. Yes, murdered. Innocent people who have done nothing but love. She has had numerous blogs and each have been removed. Tumblr staff are aware of her, and as far as I’m aware she currently doesn’t have a blog, but this does not mean she isn’t still on peoples tumblrs, asking via anon where you live, what your name is. An email I received today. She’s sending out information of same sex couples with children so the children can be kidnapped. She entitled it “Time to strike back”. If that doesn’t suggest harmful intentions I don’t know what does. Please be extremely careful what you post on tumblr, on twitter, facebook, anywhere. Do NOT give out your full name or your address, or even the town in which you live. Look out for one another, and don’t answer any suspicious anons. Especially if they use your name in quotation marks. Sophie M Herold is still out there, she always will be, so please spead this message and warn people. She’s attacking in silence. We don’t need more people dying because of her actions.========This disgusting excuse of a human being of needs to stop, but the only way it can be stopped is if you spread this! Please, be aware of any suspicious people or anons asking for personal information. It can get you or your loved ones in SERIOUS DANGER. Thank you.

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so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god

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so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god

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This is Richard Camacho.

He has the power to destroy evil by just existing.

Reblog for good luck! :)))))) 

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You have to give wounds time to heal, nobody can tell you when to stop crying, it’s your time and you decide when is enough.

me

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I love this so much

bitchin’ || (M)

↳ PART OF MY REWIND SERIES

The 80s were a time of choices. Which perm was right for you? What color neon would you wear next? None of these choices, however, were more questionable than a certain deal you made with Jeon Jungkook.

pairing: fratboy!jungkook x reader

word count: 4.8k

genre: 1980s au, eventual smut, e2l

warnings: multiple smut scenes, science talk, banter, jealousy, alcohol & LOTS of colorful 80s slang lmao

A/N: Bitchin’ is a multichapter fic, surprise!! This fic was inspired by To All The Boys I’ve Loved Before. Thank you to @junqkook for letting me use her likeness and helping me with Yara’s character overall.

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PART ONE

12:16 pm.

The time on the clock was glaring at you, a silent caution that today’s lab was going to totally suck.

You could feel irritation start to eat away at you. You and your best friend, Yara, had a deal. She would show up to the dissection today and, in exchange, you would gladly do all the work. But given that class would start in four minutes, you had a sneaking suspicion that Yara was going to in fact skip class after all.

You let your chin sink down into the comfort of your open palm, eyes flickering once again towards the black and white clock that was perched up above the classroom’s blackboard. Usually, you could hear each small tick of time, but seeing as this lab was more exciting, every student in the room was currently chatting amongst their peers, covering the clock’s sound.

You considered for a moment making conversation with your professor. That idea was quickly squashed once you realized that he too was preoccupied – his attention set on the clock as well, allowing the minute hand to make its final journey before beginning the class.

Suddenly, you realized that not only had Yara left you alone, but she had also left you without a partner to do the dissection. You glanced around the room, frowning as you saw that every other table was evenly numbered, meaning you would be forced to join a random pair to make a group of three.

Wicked.

“Good afternoon everyone.” Mr. Kim began, pausing to take a swig from his coffee mug. “I hope everyone read the email I sent out yesterday in regards to proper attire. If anyone isn’t wearing actual shoes then I suggest you beat it unless you’re particularly amped at the idea of losing a toe when someone accidentally drops their scalpel.”

A few isolated giggles rang out but no one made any move to leave.

“No one? Radical. Feet are gross anyway–”

The sound of the classroom door suddenly being pushed open stole away everyone’s attention. The late boy that walked in froze momentarily, clearly not expecting all eyes to fall onto him, but quickly regained his composure as he flashed a smile.

Seguir leyendo

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What if someone got bitten by a vampire, but didn’t realize it. So then they go around and keep misidentifying all the symptoms, like

“Dude, you haven’t gone outside in a while.” “Yeah, last time I went out I got this wicked sunburn.”

“Are you still up?” “Yeah, I started bing watching this show on Netflix.”

“Dude, I’m seriously craving something right now.” “Like what?” “I dunno. Pizza rolls?”

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Re-blog if you are soft and like to be cuddled

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I Do (Natasha Romanoff x Reader)

Request; Can you write a Natasha x Reader fic where Natasha told everyone that she’s gonna marry reader (while reader is not around) after bringing everyone back (before they went back in time) and after the funeral the other avengers told reader Natasha’s plan? 

Request; Can the reader date Natasha but disappeared with everyone else and Natasha spends forever trying to bring her back and she cries like during that one scene and Steve talks to her?

A/N; The first Request sorta didnt make sense so I just went with it. These two requests seemed to match so I put them together

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“This must of cost a fortune,”

Natasha sinks down onto the couch next to Clint, smiling as he examined the ring between his pointer finger and thumb,

“I was going to ask her on our third anniversary of dating. But Thanos took her from me,” Nat breathes, Clint looking at her through hooded eyes, frowning and handing the ring back to her,

“But you held onto it,”

“Even though I havent asked her yet, I hold onto this ring like it was hers all along,” Nat cracks a watery smile, placing the ring in the red rose box and setting it in her lap,

“She wouldve said yes,” Clint pats her hand, “And she will. Because we’re going to bring her back,”

“Dont give me false hope,” She mocks, looking at him with teary eyes and leaning her head on his shoulder, “Everyone says shes disappeared but I didnt see it. Until I visibly see her ashes I don’t want to believe that shes really gone,”

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“Nothing? You’ve found nothing?” Natasha leans forward on her hands, eyes looking between the four holograms in front of her from different parts of the world and universe,

“She’s not here, Nat,” Rhodey says lowly, watching the woman push away from the table and bite her lip roughly,

“We dont know that. None of us saw her all throughout the battle with Thanos. She wasn’t even in the same area, she might have went into hiding,”

“She would have immediately came in search for You, Natasha,” Carol explains softly, Natasha looking up at the woman through tears, “I’ll keep searching here in the west part, and keep in contact,”

Carol smiles, and steps back so she vanished from the hologram,

“Its been five years,” Rocket crosses his arms from his hologram next to Nebula, “How do we know she’s alive? Just because you didnt see her disappear doesnt mean she didn’t,”

“I know shes here,” Natasha swallows, “I was supposed to marry this woman. I was going to ask her, but I turn around and shes gone, all because of the man with the stones,”

“She’s not here, Natasha,” Rhodey says weakly, “Shes gone,”

Natasha clenches her jaw, lowering her head and allowing a tear to slide to the tip of her nose. She swiftly presses her hands to the screen on the table, the three holograms vanishing together,

“They’re just trying to help,” Natasha looks up, forcefully laughing at Steve standing at the door,

“No one can help with this one,” She shakes her head, breaths shallow, “She’s really gone, huh?”

“We dont know that,” Steve steps into the room, “But I think it will soon be time to accept it,”

“Why is it always the people we care about?” Natasha sniffs loudly, wiping her cheek only for more tears to replace them,

“I dont know,” Steve frowns, and Natasha slowly lowers herself into her chair, running a hand through her growing red hair,

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“Y/N?”

You slowly turn in your black dress, Clint walking up to you with his hands stuffed in his suits pant pockets,

“Whats up?” You ask quietly, Clint moving next to you and pulling a hand out from his pocket, seeming to be holding an item,

“Natasha wanted You to have this,”

You furrow your eyebrows, eyes flickering from the man to the box, taking it from his hand,

“What is it?”

Clint presses his lips together when you lift the lid of the box, eyes widening and filling with light tears as they stared at the glistening ring in front of you,

“I don’t understand,” You whisper, shaking your head and looking up at Clint, “She never mentioned wanting to get married,”

“She wanted to keep it a secret,” Clint says softly, pulling the ring from the box and taking your hand, sliding the ring up your finger, “She talked nonstop about how she was going to make you her wife, of how she would be the one to see you in a dress and walk down the isle,”

“Thank you,” You say gently, accepting Clints embrace and allowing yourself to fall weak against him, “I miss her,”

“Me too,” Clint sighs against your shoulder, and leans back, “But she now knows that you have the ring. That’s all she wanted,”

“I dont think I ever want to take it off,” You laugh brokenly, fingers messing with the ring,

“You gotta move on,” Clint breathes, “Shed want that too,”

“How can I?” You exhale sharply, glancing around, “Weve known one another for years on end. I helped her through nightmares, we’ve protected one another. Maybe if I hadnt had disappeared she would still be here,”

You wipe your face, and sniff, “And now, no ones noticed that shes gone. There was no memorial for her. No funeral,”

“We’ll have a memorial for her,” Clint squeezes your arm, and you look up at him, “I promise,”

“Thank you,” You repeat, Clint nodding and leaning forward, allowing his lips to press to your forehead

“She’ll be okay,”

Natasha glances over at Tonys words, the man stepping up beside her,

“Seems like one of us is always losing the other,” Natasha forcefully chuckles, eyes shimmering, “We were gonna get married, Tones,”

“I know,” Tony sighs, “But shes going to move on. You would have done the same thing,”

“Obviously not if I was still anxious in getting her back five years after she disappeared,” Natasha raises an eyebrow, and Tony clicks his tongue, shaking his head,

“You would have gone longer. Come on,” He swings an arm at her shoulders, “Lets go find a Burger King in this joint,”

“Dont ever say joint like that again,”

Tony inhales, “Joint Joint Joint,”

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i just wanna make out with a cute girl, is that really too much to ask?

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REBLOG IF YOU’RE A CNCOWNER

I want to see how many of us are on here and maybe make some new friends or find new blogs to follow.

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So, my brother has a new pet, is a white bunny name Franklin, and this is an accurate representation of how I feel about him. I'm his favorite aunt ❤️❤️❤️❤️☺️☺️☺️☺️😍😍😍

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