& im going to be living in one in 2 weeks

aw man there’s nothin like a couple, and 2 guys who’ve lived together for six years-and haven’t been apart for more than two weeks within the past 7 years-and constantly flirt w each other-and go on vacation together while already spending every awoken second together-and plan on spending years and years to come with each other, going on a trip to nasa together 😍👌🏼

my masterlist !

luke hemmings:

blonde bastard [au: in which calum hood forces luke hemmings to ask out the person he dreaded for span of six months, in exchange for his role as captain.]

calum hood:

aching: 1, 2, 3, 4

[au: zombie apocalypse! 5sos take refuge at a local high school. after stopping at a mall for supplies, they find a fragile girl who retreated in a small book store. (based off school-live)

the two of you, always [first imagine EVER.. i dont wanna talk abt it. its so bad im not even going to tag it.]

one week  [au: in which an idiot’s last wish is to resolve a forgotten love triangle.]

daredevil, part 2  [au: an unfortunate dare sends both the victims spiraling into a disastrous pleasure.]

do you love me?  [au: based off ‘i have questions’ by camila cabello.]

kiwi [au: a bet to break the badboy’s heart couldn’t be anymore stressing.

Fred Weasley Imagine - I Think I'm Falling In Love With You. I'm Scared. Part 2

Pairing: Fred x Reader
Word Count: 2050
Request: Oh my god pkease write a part 2 for the fred ‘i think im falling in live with you and im scared’ imagine its amazing 😍 + many more
Blurb: She was sure she didn’t want to date again whilst at Hogwarts, but then Fred kisses her and everything changes. But he is dating Angelina Johnson and she cannot and will not fall for her best friend, she tells herself. 
Authors Note: I’m proud of myself for uploading. Next one should be end of the week :)



You didn’t know what to do. You weren’t just going to sit there and cry, that would be too pathetic. Even more pathetic than the situation you were in. Wiping your nose, you tried to stop crying as you quickly walked to your Common Room. No one would be in there as they would all be in class. But you couldn’t be bothered to go to class, especially considering Fred was in most of them.

You sat on your bed and let the tears start flowing again. You felt like a loser, skipping classes, crying your heart out, all over a boy who is taken. And you started feeling guilty because you kissed Fred, knowing that he was going out with Angelina. You felt sick knowing that it was a matter of time before the rest of Hogwarts found out. The things they would say about you, the rumours they would start… It all made you start crying even harder. You never meant it to get this bad.

You didn’t go to any of your classes, you didn’t usually have days off and you thought you were in need of one. It never hurts to treat yourself every now and again. However, you, unfortunately, needed food and it wasn’t until dinner time that you started to get hungry.

You purposely left when dinner was just about over so you wouldn’t see many people. But of course, your plan backfired when you saw a tall red head sitting on the lounge in the Common Room, near the door. And off course, he was going to see you and start asking questions. You tried to sneak past him, winced and stopped when he called out your name.

“Where have you been? It’s not like you to skip classes!” His tone was soft and you were scared you would start crying if you talked. “Have you seen Fred today? He hasn’t been in class either?” Your ears perked up at Fred’s name and you finally turned to face him.

“No, I haven’t.” You shook your head and bit your lip once George noticed your red, puffy face.

“What’s wrong?” He asked, patting the seat next to him for you to sit down. You opened your mouth to say something, but nothing came out. You walked sluggishly to the lounge to sit next to him. There were only a few other people in the Common Room and you were certain they all looked at you when you started crying. George wrapped his arms around you as you cried into his shoulder. Now you were once again feeling helplessly pathetic. “Do you want to talk about what’s going on?” George asked, rubbing your back.

“No.” You whispered, not sure if he heard you. You can’t talk about guy issues to a guy whose twin is the guy you’re having issues with.

“Have you forgiven me for whatever reason you were mad at me for?” He asked again as you lifted your head up. You shook your head before replying.

“I wasn’t mad at you!” You realised the way you acted would have made George think you were mad at him, but you needed to let him know you weren’t.

“Well, you sure acted like it.” He said, still trying to keep his voice calm.

“I know, I was just being stupid and I don’t know.” You sighed rubbing the tears away from your eyes.

“Well, I forgive you for acting mean towards me,” George said jokingly, nudging you with his shoulder.

“Thank you.” You smiled at him and he smiled back. “But can we go get food, I haven’t eaten all day.” You admitted sheepishly knowing George would be outraged.

As you walked to the Great Hall you got lectured by George on the importance of eating food, you nodded as if you were listening, but you weren’t really.

“Hey Fred, mind if we join?” George asked, not knowing how uncomfortable you started to feel. There weren’t many people left in the Great Hall, just a handful on each table. Fred nodded as he wrapped an arm around Angelina, avoiding eye contact with you. You and George sat opposite them as George started putting food on your plate.

“I can get my own food, you know?” You rolled your eyes taking the spoon out of his hand.

“Can you?” He asked sarcastically raising an eyebrow at you.

“Hey Y/N, why weren’t you in class today?” Angelina asked politely, turning away from Fred to look at you.

“I just wasn’t feeling the best today.” You gave a small smile as she nodded sympathetically.

“That’s not good, I hope you start feeling better soon.” You nodded as a sickly feeling started forming in your tummy. Yes, you were glad Angelina hadn’t found out about you and Fred, but that didn’t mean she wouldn’t eventually find out. You didn’t want it to happen this way. You didn’t want to confess your feelings to Fred while he had a girlfriend. A girlfriend who was so sweet and nice and didn’t deserve to have someone else wanting her boyfriend.

You looked up to find Fred and Angelina kissing. You noticed Fred pulling away and you looked away before he saw you looking. You slowly picked at your food, all of this guilt was making it hard to eat. But you knew you wouldn’t get out of here without eating a whole meal, not with George around.

You tried hard not to make eye contact with Fred throughout the rest of the dinner, but it was exceptionally hard. Angelina had her hand on his thigh the whole time and he would kiss the side of her head every few minutes. You knew you weren’t ever going to have a chance with Fred, but it still hurt to watch. You were scared, thinking you would have to go back to ignoring everyone again. And that didn’t end well the last time you decided to do that.

The following week, you decided that you needed a change. Falling for a man that was already taken was unhealthy and pathetic, you were much better than that. You decided to go about this week with as much confidence as you could and decided it was best to stay far away from Fred. But of course, that didn’t go too well considering he was in most of your classes and George hadn’t realised the awkwardness between you two.

But you were trying to change, you were trying to be positive and you weren’t going to let some boy get in the way of that. You made sure you never sat next to him and excluded yourself from the conversation when he started talking. This was effective until you had the class where it was only you and him.

You got to the class early, hoping to get a seat without walking in with Fred. Fred came in late and as everyone knew Fred usually sat with you, no one sat next to you, meaning Fred had to sit in the only empty spot next to you. You sighed. It was alright, you were going to be alright.

Nothing was said as he sat down quickly getting his quill and parchment out. You were writing notes, your body facing the other way, ignoring his presence.

You believed nothing would be said between you two during this lesson until Fred broke the silence.

“You know I hate you at the moment.” He whispered, writing his notes and not looking up. You looked up at him, not believing he just said that then going back to furiously writing. You took a deep breath. You were meant to be positive, but you were only positive you would start crying. You decided to ignore him before he continued. “I have liked you for as long as I can remember and you basically rubbed it in my face that you didn’t want to date another guy ever again. So I try to move on with my life and start seeing someone else, and then you tell me you love me? Do you know how fucked up that is Y/N?” Your chair scraped on the floor as soon as he finished his sentence.

“Professor, may I please go to the bathroom?” Your Professor wasn’t happy, but let you go. You could feel Fred’s eyes glued to the back of your head as the Professor continued the lesson.

You basically ran to the girl’s bathroom, trying desperately not to let any tears fall. As soon as you got inside, you let them fall. He is such a dickhead, how dare he speak to you like that? You reminded yourself you treated him like shit for a few weeks, but that wasn’t important right now. You locked yourself inside a stall and helplessly cried. So much for being positive. 

You shook your head and got out of the stall. Getting some paper towel you wiped your tears away and blew your nose. Positive. You had to stay positive. Fred was just a boy, you weren’t going to let your life get ruined by a boy. You were better than this, much stronger than this. You looked at your reflection in the mirror, tried to put your head up high and walked back to the classroom, reminding yourself Fred wasn’t worth it.

Everyone turned to look at you as you walked through the door and you looked down. You reminded yourself no one knew what just happened and held your head up high again. You sat down quickly and started furiously writing down notes, trying to catch up.

“I would hate me too.” You whispered, quickly looking at him to make sure he heard. “I treated you like shit and then admitted all of my feelings for you. It was wrong, I don’t know what I expected from doing that. I was just sad and confused and I know that is no excuse but we can’t go back in time and change it so can we just move on? Pretend it never happened? You can continue dating Angelina and no one has to know what happened.” You said, all whilst continuing to furiously write.

“Well that can’t happen can it?” He asked sarcastically making you glare at him, your eyes squinted at the playful smirk he had.

“Why not?” You scoffed looking back down at your notes.

“Because I already broke up with Angelina.” He admitted sheepishly. You dropped your pen and looked at him with wide eyes.

“What the fuck?” You nearly yelled, causing a few people to stare, thankfully none of these people was the Professor. “Why? Do you know what the rest of Hogwarts is going to say about me when they find out that I kissed you and then a few days later you broke up with Angelina? Do you know what Angelina is going to think of me? Because none of it is going to be good. I can’t believe you-” Your rant was cut off by Fred chuckling.

“Who says I broke up with her because of you?” He asked raising an eyebrow at you and giving you a cheeky smile. Your cheeks went bright red, which only made Fred laugh harder.

“Oh.” You said quietly, continuing to write notes down. However, your focus was more on your embarrassment rather than on what you were writing.

“This didn’t turn out how I expected it to,” Fred admitted going back to writing notes.

“What didn’t turn out how you expected?” You asked, not looking up.

“Us.” You looked up at him and he was looking at you already. He pushed a strand of your hair behind your ear as he leant in to kiss you. You instantly kissed back and got that familiar feeling in your tummy. Except for this time, you didn’t feel bad about it. You smiled at him as he pulled away and he winked at you.

You bit your lip as you continued to write your notes. It probably wasn’t the best idea to kiss Fred in front of your class, especially considering many people probably didn’t know about his break up with Angelina, but you would worry about that later. Right now, you could just focus on the wonderful boy sitting next to you.

im moving in 3 weeks

some things i am excited about:

 - 1 bedroom apartment! No roommate! Alone! ALL ALONE AT LAST!

 - my shower has a door instead of a curtain? Neato

 - I am going to be a 5 minute walk from a rly nice community pool, all the swimming!

 - 12 minute walk from costco! very cool

Things that are less exciting

- two (2) of my students live on my block 

       - one of them hates me and will have the courtesy to pretend he doesn’t see me on the sidewalk. The other one is Very Chatty and was sure to let me know that since he’s got a summer job walking dogs, he’s going to see me All The Time around the neighborhood!

 - moving is expensive?

Anyways I can’t wait I want to move NOW.

Something Ive never really mentioned before because it embarasses me to no end is that I am constantly splitting on people important to me. Like Ill see a slight imbalance in a relationship with another person or something I perceive as an imbalance (“I replied to your message last week, why did you not reply to mine this week” despite it being the middle of the night in their timezone or something) but later realise is just a normal part of interacting with others and Ill go from “Yes I love this person” to “I would not care if you died” in like 2 minutes. Even my parents if they criticise one thing about the way Im living Ill just start hating them and my mind will bring up every thing theyve done since I was a child that I perceive to be unjust in relation to the things I did for them even though I know that my parents have given up more for me that I ever will give up for them.

And its always the smallest things that piss me off and make me hate people. Its usually some sort of “I expect you to reciprocate this action” and equivalent actions NEVER satisfy my perceptions of balance in relationships. Like when my mom came to our apartment and criticised its dirtiness my reaction wasnt “Well she paid 4 months of rent basically so she can say whatever she wants and shes trying her best to keep us from being homeless” my reaction was “What a conceited bitch she never thinks about what Im going through”.

Basically what Im saying is I have a very hard time with relationships! This took me like 30 minutes to write even though its not that much text but I needed to get these thoughts down. Ig this is intended as sort of an explanation for my actions like if I ever interact with you and I take forever to respond to your messages or seem terse its not that I hate you its that my brain is having some kind of dumbshit moment and wants me to hate you and Im trying my best to do that DBT thing where you contradict your harmful instinctual thoughts 

Now to somehow save money for 2 trips to vegas (one for more whose live cuz you kmow they will do vegas lol and another for take that) plus more money for other stuff…. i gotta call the spinal place tomorrow to set up an appointment to get stuff rolling so hopefully i can work again if they will even let me go back at this point

fadingxstarsx  asked:

So I live in Lebanon& we launched our first pride 2 weeks ago, they gave pride bracelets& ofc i had one. I posted a snap of it, it's the first time I actually act this brave. Literally got attacked by people saying its against religion and i am going to hell&literally one girl was preaching at me that supporting lgbt is like supporting a drug addict. Im so furious that I didn't fight back as much as I wanted to but some of the people were cousins so i cant cross that line. I feel so guilty

If they don’t respect you enough to cross that line with you, then you have absolutely no obligation to treat them with any of the same respect they denied you. But, you were better than them in the way that you didn’t stoop to their level- and that’s so important. I’m so proud of you for having that much courage to be who you are and be proud of it, it took me a long time to be proud of who I was and let people see that. No one can make you feel inferior without your consent. NEVER be ashamed for who you are or who you love, people put us in these labels in the first place- they created these labels to classify us because they couldn’t understand us, then they did it to shame us, now that we’ve taken our labels back and we’re proud of them- they’re pissed. Let them. We’re not going anywhere, they’re solidifying themselves as the antagonists in future history books and we will look back on them when our grandchildren ask us and we will say we didn’t back down in the face of those who hid behind their books and lies. Be who you are, love who you love, and never let anyone make you feel inferior for it.

Please read if you go to Texas State

Hi, my Name is Celica and I am a freshman at Texas State University. Lately I have become more and more depressed over the fact that I just have not made any friends in college and I’ll tell you why… to start off first impression I may seem a bit weird or idk if I look mean or whatever but I really can be a nice person. I have join ritmo latino but I sometimes cant make the practices because of homework so I didnt really make friends in that organization. I had a roommate but she had her own life going on, I have suitemates but their intrests in life are completely different things I just cant agree with and I have a boyfriend but he’s 2 hours away., and in my art classes im able to talk to some people but majority of them are way older than me and live off campus. So every single day I eat breakfast alone,lunch alone, dinner alone. There has been days where im too scared to go to lbj by myself that I even order pizza hut,which I did 3 times in one week. Like I said, I keep thinking just one day I’ll find some friends but I just don’t. I would try to talk to people but then ill never see them again or I get this gut feeling like I am bothering them. Everyday I try to hold in my tears so I wont seem so pathetic because Im just boohooing about not having friends. I go back to my hometown every single weekend because of the fact that I dont have friends at texas state. Then my parents would put together all these fun ,big things, and tell me “you know invite all your college friends!” Or say things like “oh you dont have to hang with us ,just hang out with your friends” and I just feel like a loser because in my head im just thinking “I dont have any friends dad” but college life was great to him and its like he cant comprehend why Im dreading college so much. Now I love texas state its self but me not being socialable has been ruining my life and experience. Ive gotten to the point where I would get so depressed that I would just skip classes like nothing, and when I would go home I would cry because of the fact that I had to go back to school. I know I should feel grateful and all that crap but college feels like prison without anyone to talk to. And then when I do finally get to talk to someone I talk forever but it is just because I have so much to say since no one really speaks to me. Back home I have my boyfriend and my best friend and all I want to do is talk to them and hangout but then my family wants to spend time with me too and I feel like a bitch if I dont hang out with my family but after being in “college prison” for so long I just want to spend time with my boyfriend or bestfriend. So since last night and this morning I have been crying because the whole weekend I havent been able to spend more time than i wanted with my boyfriend because I had to things like drive my brother around and wait for my boyfriend to finish working or come from class and today Im going back to school and im told I wont be able to see him and it makes me so upset because he is like my outlet from everything I hold in. So now I know this whole not having any friends thing is really fucking with my head and my life and I just keep feeling more and more like a loser. So if you ever see me out there on campus, in the quad, or eating alone at lbj, please just talk to me, because it would mean alot because I have become very weak and as you can tell I am more fragile than ever right now. I cried the whole time while typing this. Just please this is the last thing I could think of.

I got an anon yesterday that I am going to post after much consideration. I am not saying that what this anon is saying is true or false. I am just leaving it here for everyone to do with it what they will. 

I found your blog through a friend. I’m sure you get a lot of trash in your ask, so believe me or dont, its fine. I see a lot of speaking about taylor and calvin that they cant go out because of paps etc but I live in LA and I can tell you thats not really true. I saw them TOGETHER (yes, no joking) at whole foods (MY EDIT: I ASKED HER WHICH ONE AND SHE SAID THE ONE IN BEVERLY HILLS) like 2 weeks ago. Im not totally into this taylor swift fandom but I thought maybe you’d want to know. I was shocked too when I saw them standing in the vegetables area and there were a few people being so embarrassing (“Oh God Taylor Swift! Look it’s Taylor Swift and her boyfriend!! Oh how cute”) but they handled the situation very gracious and normal. She is beautiful in reality by the way! I think she was wearing no make up, casually dressed. He seemed very protective but gentle, carrying the basket, always a hand on her back. they stood on front of us in line. They are both giants in real life guys. Oh and they bought ben&jerrys chocolate fudge brownie :D they both just behaved like a normal couple. He payed. She was looking at her phone when they stood in front of us. They seemed very familiar with each other, always whispering. So, this is all I can tell. Sorry for the anon. I run a pretty popular fashion blog here and I’m not interested in the attention that’d come with me sharing my wholefood experience ;) But I sometimes see some edits coming from TS blogs and I thought you guys might want to know! have a lovely day







and thats the story of how my dog tried to bite me because he thought my arm was food