anonymous asked:

How is Add around the person he likes?

Base! Add would be somewhat of a sappy romantic towards the person he likes. He is always trying to help them in some way because he feels the way to express his love towards someone is to give them help or information.

PT! Add would be a little shy around the person he likes but hide it behind one of his sly grins. Secretly, though, his heart is racing and he is scared of fucking up with them.

AT! Add would be the romantic one between all of the classes. He would send love letters to the person and little chocolates that he made himself. AT! Add would be the definition of hopeless romantic. (It’s okay pal. So am I. We can suffer together!) He is always complimenting the person in some way or another.

TTr! Add would attempt being like AT! Add but quickly find that isn’t like him; not his “style”. He wouldn’t act any different around the person he fancies, preferring to just act himself. 

LP! Add would be the most obvious of the Adds. He treats them differently. He is tender, gentle and caring towards them. Never snaps at them despite not getting enough sleep or in a bad mood. Always trying to make them smile. Always talking about their interests with them even if he could care less about them. LP! Add would just want to make them happy while he was around.

MM! Add would be one of those hot and cold people around the person they like: one minute he is helping them because of his feelings for the person and the next he is insulting them and telling them how incompetent they are. It’s a hit and miss with his feelings.

DE! Add wouldn’t bother with the feeling of love. He is too scared of getting hurt again. Too scared they’ll be taken from him.

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Send me a color that describes what you think about me, and I’ll post to my blog with my response. Lol this shall be fun.☺️


•BLACK = I would date you.
•GREEN = I think you’re cute.
•BLUE = You are my tumblr crush.
•GREY = I wish you would notice me.
•PURPLE = I don’t talk to you but I really love your blog.
•TEAL = We have a lot in common.
•YELLOW = I don’t know you at all.
•ORANGE = I don’t like your blog.
•BROWN = I don’t like you.
•PINK = I think you are unattractive.
•RED = I hate you with a burning passion.
•WHITE = You scare me.
•RAINBOW = BED PLZ.
•SCARLET = You have influenced my decision/thoughts on something.
•MAROON = You taught me something new.
•CINNAMON = You’re a really cool person and admire you from afar.
•PERIWINKLE = You make me laugh
•MAUVE = You are really talented
•BLUSH = Seeing you on my dash makes my day a little better.
•CYAN = We have very little in common
•THISTLE = I only just started following you
•INDIGO = I’ve been following you for a long time
•FUCHSIA = Your blog content is gold
•COPPER = Your blog content is trash (and I love it)
•VERMILION = You make me feel passionate
•HONEYDEW = I want to call you by a nickname
•LAVENDER = You inspire me
•CORAL = You’re a meme
•UMBER = I want to know more about you
•FORGET-ME-NOT = You remind me of somebody
•RAZZMATAZZ = I would share my favorite food with you
•ARSENIC = I don’t know how to describe the way I feel about you
•WINE = You make me feel kinda funny, like when we used to climb the rope in gym class
•SAFFRON = I love your ideas
•TIMBERWOLF = I trust you
•FALLOW = I want to run through the Northern wilderness barefoot with you
•PLUM = I’d like to chat with you
•TANGERINE = I love your aesthetic
•SAGE = You make me cry
•CRIMSON = We should collaborate on something!
•VIRIDIAN = I wanna hang out on your blog
•CHARTREUSE = You’re my homie
•BURGUNDY = I get excited when I see posts from you

anonymous asked:

What Pokemon Go teams would the Elgang be in!?

Sorry if this is inaccurate or anything, I personally don’t play Pokemon Go. I asked my friends to explain the teams to me and came up with this:

Elsword: Instinct
Aisha: Mystic
Rena: Valor
Raven: Mystic
Eve: Mystic
Chung: Valor
Ara: Instinct
Elesis: Instinct
Add: Valor
Lu: Valor
Ciel: Mystic
Rose: Valor

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What It’s Like to Have ADHD As a Grown Woman
“Isn’t that a little-boy thing?”

Part of what separates ADHD-havers from the merely forgetful is that for us, to use DSM parlance, the symptoms “have a significant impact on daily life and functioning.” When I was a kid “significant impact” meant being in perpetual trouble: always being late, never hearing the assignment, enduring depressingly frequent teen-magazine “It Happened to Me”–type moments (I was often surprised by my period’s arrival). Teacher’s pet I wasn’t: “Clearly Rae has not been,” snapped my sixth-grade math teacher, flinging an eraser at my desk, “PAYING ATTENTION, so the whole class will have to wait while I go over this again.”

By high school, I had fully internalized the fact that I was a screwup and began acting the part with teenage gusto. “Fuck you, fail me,” I spat at a particularly hateful teacher, middle fingers aloft. “It’s not my first time.”

Then I’d go home and cry. Repeated failure is destructive. It chips away at your self-confidence and eats at your resolve. It makes you hate yourself.