I think one of the main reasons i have such a hard time being alone is because i completely lose my sense of self. Its like i only have context for who i am when i’m around other people, whose personality traits i can copy and steal
I typically don’t participate in this kind of thing. Not because I don’t love you guys because I do! I fucking love you! But more because I’m fucking horrible at taking compliments. I’m like that weird kid in the corner who you say “oh you did a great job!” and I’m like oh ok. Or “Oh you look nice today!” and I run away because I don’t know how to respond! But, I got a lot of love while I was at work today and I would be remiss to not return it! SO!
@descentofthe-losechesters I gladly accept your cupcakes. And for the love of Chuck stop reading my shit and go read a book! I’m flattered but…books are better! I swear!
@feelmyroarrrr You’re amazing. Always reblogging and commenting. I see you. Thank you. Also, flaunt dat booty.
To the anon who said I write Dean/Jensen beautifully and stalks my blog, thank you. I truly appreciate that you think that and that you think I don’t get enough love. I do get a lot, despite the massive amount of crap that’s been on my blog lately.
To the Denmark anon, the anon who said I make you smile, and the anon who said you loved my work, thank you all.
@bringmesomepie56 I will never get tired of you. You know this. I fucking love you and I can’t wait until June.
@nichelle-my-belle My tumblr bestie. My not tumblr bestie. I fucking love you. I don’t know how many other ways I can possibly say it. Jared to my Jensen.
@chaos-and-the-calm67 Thank you for helping me through all my fic crises. There are many. I know. And for just being you. Wouldn’t have you any other way.
@impala-dreamer Beka you’re awesome. Kinda can’t wait for NJ now to watch you faint. Glistening neck sweat.
And finally, to everyone who reached out in private messages, I may not have responded to everyone, I honestly don’t know. And I’m not gonna tag you because I don’t know if you’d want to be tagged but thank you and I love you guys too. You’re all pretty fucking awesome.
Everything looks emotional in italics. I’m sorry it took me so long to get this done but life really got in the way :c However, Princes Daniel, Philip, Harry, Louis and William are finally back!
I’d like to quickly dedicate this chapter to Shelley, who’s been my rock for the past few days and probably for the next few decades. You’re already pretty much my best friend ever, and I’m going to cherish that tweet for the rest of my life for bringing me to you. I hope we last like Dan and Phil. I love you. <3
@callmeowl-san , thanks for a year (as of yesterday because I’m really bad at remembering what day it currently is)! honestly, you’re the one who made 2016 bearable, and that’s no small feat. through all of my existential crises, through all of my questionable life choices, even through my creative slumps and the kinkshaming, you’ve been there, you’ve been my doof, my bro, and I couldn’t have asked for anyone better to spend the last year with.
and uh… about my being a day late: I didn’t forget that the 15th is our anniversary. there’s a reason I’ve been practicing drawing Kuroo and poses and such. I legit just spaced that yesterday was the 15th, like… the reason I went to bed so early like an old man was because I planned to get up really absurdly early on the 15th to draw this before you usually wake up, but uh… that only works if I actually do it on the right day. it was actually kind of funny: at like, 11:55 tonight i legit action-rolled straight outta bed like “shitshitshitshit today was the 15th”… so yeah…. i’ve been planning this for like the last three weeks and I done goofed because I’m bad at remembering what date it currently is. so sorry I made you feel like I forgot ><
(of course the art is inspired by this conversation from waaaaay far back)
Words: 1981 Trigger Warnings: existentialism, swearing Pairing: Phan Genre: angst/fluff/humor??? Synopsis: Dan struggles with theories of the universe quite often. What is his purpose in life? Who brought us here? He is also a barista at a small coffee shop in London that pays him minimally. He needs a some kind of change in his life. Luckily, he gets a change and it involves a young man called Phil Lester and the Buckingham Place. A/N: co-written with ftphan!! we will be posting the fic on each blog :-) <3 loosely based around The Princess Diaries tbh if you want to find out when the next chapter is posted track the tag “the king diaries”
“Often, I find myself forming thoughts that send me spiraling into a pit of all my existential crises and I’m unable to decipher reality from my fantasies.
I run a hand through my hair as I’m thrown off course and into the smells of fresh coffee and pastries. I want to believe that I don’t have a problem with my personal existential crises, but in reality I’d be lying to myself and anyone who has ever spoken to me.”