amazing people i want to hang out with

anonymous asked:

I just wanted to say your writing is absolutely amazing and I just djdjdjsosnsijsjsjs CX I love. Also, if this hasn't been done already, may I request a friends to lovers au for vernon? Please and thank you (∩_∩)

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  • you and vernon have always had,,,,a simple friendship
  • people were kind of rude to the two of you as kids because you were both the quiet type,,,,,which is why it was comfortable for you two to hang out
  • sitting in your living room watching movies with popcorn and not saying a word,,,,,sometimes your parents thought that was weird but you and vernon didn’t need,,,,,to say much to know that you were friends
  • and good friends at that because even when you guys got older,,,nothing changed 
  • you didn’t feel weird sitting at the top of vernon’s roof, laptop propped up on your textbooks playing some classic film while you tried to catch up on homework and vernon aimlessly wrote away in his book
  • the only thing that was new was your new found sarcasm ,,, the way you and vernon could shoot sly comebacks at one other was something you didn’t have before
  • “get your legs off my side of the blanket dumbass”
  • “why’d you spread out your blanket if you didn’t want me to put my legs on it mcgenius”
  • really it could seem harsh to anyone else,,,but you and vernon knew how to take silly nicknames and obvious statements of mockery with a grain of salt
  • which is why when vernon first told you about becoming an musician you’d brushed it off with a “go ahead hansol beethoven” but,,,,,,you quickly came to realize he was serious
  • with notebooks full of lyrics threatening to pile and fall off his desk,,,,his new friends in the music scene from a producer named jihoon to a boy who dreamed of being a vocalist, seungkwan
  • and sure you were happy for him,,,,,that he was finally finding himself in the world,,,,but you couldn’t help but be worried
  • music,,,,didn’t always guarantee a stable future
  • which isn’t exactly what vernon wanted to hear when he came to you with an idea for is first mixtape
  • and it wasn’t supposed to be a  fight,,,,,,but it was,,,,,,,,and you’d left telling vernon that if he failed you wouldn’t be there to tell him you told him so
  • and vernon had said something like you didn’t have to be there at all
  • and it felt,,,,when you got home,,,,,that those years of being the only two people in the world who understood each other
  • had vanished
  • and you and vernon were speaking completely different languages
  • looking at your phone everyday,,,the texts from other friends and family but vernon’s left on seen
  • passing by your favorite pizza place with him
  • having people ask how he was,,,,,,,it all felt so weird
  • until half a year had passed and you hadn’t talked 
  • not until a friend sent you a link to a soundcloud,,,,the familiar name ‘vernon’ popping up and the cover of his mixtape playing on your phone
  • and the songs were,,,,,amazing,,,,,no doubt vernon was talented but one song,,,,,,,,stood out
  • titled ‘i didn’t want to let go’ you listened to the lyrics,,,,the description of the two kids meeting in school - them against the world - quietly holding hands and watching the movie on the screen in comfortable, perfect silence
  • and then the fight,,,,,the mean words,,,,,the feeling of being abandoned by the one person in the world that you,,,,,,,,,love
  • and then you hear it,,,,, ‘i don’t want to let go, come back’ and you jerk in shock when you feel the tears run down your cheeks
  • because this is what you felt,,,,,,that fight,,,,,,,,,,it wasnt just friends fighting it was more,,,,,
  • you’d loved vernon for a long time,,,in a way deeper than friendship and now you were listening to his voice telling you the same thing
  • and it was already well past midnight outside,,,,but the warm summer weather made it possible for you to run,,,,,run with your phone pressed to your ear
  • vernon’s sleepy voice on the other end asking who it was
  • but when he heard you,,,,,,you could literally see him bolting upright in bed
  • telling you he’ll be there in five minutes
  • and then the two of you,,,,standing on the bridge between your neighborhoods under the street lights with cars passing by 
  • but only you,,,,with messy hair and home clothes on,,,,vernon there too,,,,,,sweatpants and a loose tank top
  • and looking at each other,,,,after half a year had passed,,,,and finally saying “im sorry” for that stupid fight
  • but that wasnt enough and before you could even tell vernon you’d heard his songs you pulled him in 
  • arms around his neck and pressing your lips to his in a kiss that sends electricity down both your spines
  • but vernon’s shaky hands closing in around your waist,,,,,,,perfectly,,,,,,,because it’d been a long time coming
  • till the perfect best friends became something much more
  • and whispering into vernon’s neck you ask him if that song is really about you
  • and vernon confesses, shyly with his face in your hair that every song he’s written,,,,,,,every song about love and pain and wanting something has been about you
  • the person who inspires him,,,,his muse,,,,,,,,and you cling to him a little tighter and promise that you’ll support him no matter what
  • and you guys both hesitate to say it,,,but there in the night you say your first “i love you”’s 

Dating, Start!

There wasn’t enough content of my ot3, so I made some

I imagine after they reach the surface, both sans’s relationship with toriel and grillby develop at the same time, until he realizes he’s sorta kinda dating both of them now whoops???  But grillby and toriel get along really well anyways, so they’re happy to hang out all the time and go on dates together and take up all the room on the bed so sans is trapped in an inescapable but very comfortable fire/skeleton/goat sandwich.  It’s all very good and sometimes in small moments like this sans can hardly believe these two amazing people even want to be part of his life.

Bonus sort of process pic at the bottom?  I tried shading in monochrome then overlaying color on top of it, rather than taking the time to individually select all my colors.  I wouldn’t say it saved me time but it did make my colors look more unified.



Still waiting for the day Y/S/N becomes an actual thing.”

“Why aren’t they dating??” 


Y/N read to herself as she scrolled through the comments on her recent Instagram post. She had posted a picture of her and Joe they had taken earlier that day when they had gone into the city. 

These comments weren’t anything new to Y/N, she had been getting them on all of her social media accounts ever since she made her first appearance in Joe’s videos a few years back. They both had denied the speculations that they were dating, only just friends, but Joe’s fans still had their suspicions as Y/N was only ever seen with Joe. 

Joe had had many discussions about this in his vlogs or livestreams. He would recall how they met, bumping into each other in a crowed bar, and instantly hit it off, but only in a friendly way and that Y/N just wasn’t as close to the other boys as she was to Joe. There were times when Y/N wasn’t in Joe’s videos for weeks at a time and when the fans began to question if they had broken up, Joe had to remind them that they were never dating to begin with and that the two of them were just busy or that they were still hanging out but without the camera. Y/N wasn’t a YouTuber and there were days when she didn’t necessarily want to be on camera and Joe respectfully didn’t vlog that day.

Y/N let out a sigh as she tossed her phone beside her on the couch and stretched her arms above her head, letting them fall against the back of the couch. 

“Whats up love?” Joe asked as he shut his laptop and stood up from the chair that sat by the window behind the couch. 

“Have you finished yet? I’m hungry.” Y/N pouted as she hung her head over the back of the couch where she was met with an upside down version on her friend. 

“Yes, I just finished. I would’ve finished earlier if you hadn’t posted an Instagram. My phones been blowing up.” Joe said shooting her a smile before walking into the kitchen. 

“Hey, its not my fault your fans are a little obsessed with Y/S/N.”

“It is actually because you’re half of it. I’ve been shipped with a lot of people Y/N and besides Jaspar, Y/S/N is the only other ship that has blow up this much.” Joe said picking up his keys. “You ready to go?” 

Y/N pushed herself off of the couch and tugged back on her shoes she had kicked off hours ago. “I’ve been waiting on you.” She said heading for the door with Joe closely behind. 

The two ventured down the streets of London, taking a shortcut through the park on their way to their favorite restaurant. Their quite park that they had walk through many times before was surprisingly flooded with people. There was music playing in the background of noise conversations as kids and adults socialized through the park. 

“Oh yeah I forgot this was going on.” Joe said remember he had read a flyer about the small weekend festival that was being held in the park. 

The two walked further into the park, Joe’s hand moving up grab Y/N’s as they made their way through a small crowd of people that was near the band that was playing. 

“Maybe we could just hang out here for dinner. I mean the food smells amazing and this band is pretty good.” Y/N said leaning into Joe a little to make sure he could hear him over the noise. 

“If you want.” Joe said looking up at her and pulling her towards the food after she nodded her head. 

After they had gotten their food and eaten, the two made their way back to where the band was playing. When the familiar chords hit Joe’s ears, he began to sing along, taking Y/N’s hand in his as he spun her around to the beat of the music. 

“I never understood why you tell people you can’t dance Sugg.” Y/N laughed as the two swayed back and forth before throwing her head back in laughter. 

“Gotta keep some things hidden Y/N. How am I suppose to impress the ladies if they know everything I have to offer. ” He smirked, spinning her around once again before the song ended.

The crowd erupted in cheers as the currently band left the stage and the next got ready for their set. 

“Excuse me you two.” A voice called out in the direction of Y/N and Joe. Joe turned his head to the side, a smile appearing on his face when he saw an elderly lady waving at him. “You’re that Thatcher Joe Sugg aren’t you?” 

“Ha ha yes I am” Joe said taking the lady’s hand in his. 

“Oh my grandchildren love you to pieces. They’ve even made watch a few of your videos and now I’d like to considered myself a fan too.” The woman smiled, “Oh hello there Y/N.” 

“You know who I am?” Y/N questioned through her smile. 

“Of course I do! My grandkids go on and on and on about Y/S/N and honestly I think you two are pretty cute.”

“Oh no were not dating” Y/N said laughing to herself a bit. 

“Oh I see, well I’d make sure you two and you’re fans are on the same page. You two do give off a ‘we’re a couple’ vibes.” The woman raised an eyebrow as she nodded down to Joe’s arm that had found its way to your waist after the song had ended, neither of you two really realizing.

Joe pulled his hand away from your waist and up into his hair as he laughed to himself. 

“It was nice meeting you two” The women said sending Y/N a wink before walking off. 

“Well that was interesting.” Y/N said bringing her attention back to Joe. 

“Yeah…it seems like more people want Y/S/N to be a thing than I originally thought.” 

“Is that bad thing?” Y/N asked over the music that had begun to play, “I mean apparently we give off ‘couple vibes’ and I don’t think it would be that weird.”

“You don’t?” Joe asked. 

Y/N shook her head, “Not really. We’ve been friends for nearly 3 years, I’ve gotten to know a lot of things about you, things that made me realized that I don’t not want to have you in my life and friendship is a tricky thing that can sometimes fall apart and I don’t want that to happen…if that makes sense.”

Joe moved his hand up to Y/N’s face and tucked a piece of hair behind her ear before leaning in and kissing her.

“It makes perfect sense love. I realized that I don’t not want you in my life either.” Joe laughed and then winced at the pain in his arm. 

“Way to ruin the moment Sugg.” Y/N said trying her hardest to keep a straight face but failed. 

“The moments not ruined,” Joe said pulling her back into a kiss. “We still have all night.” 

Y/N smiled up at Joe before turning back to face the band on stage, her hand moving down Joe’s arm to interlock with Joe’s. Y/N’s gaze drifted away from the stage to a familiar person looking over at them. The women they had spoke to just minutes ago shot her a thumbs up before she danced along to the music. 

“How long do you think we have until the world finds out about Y/S/N?” Joe asked as he nudged Y/N’s side. 

“Not sure, but something tells me she can keep a secret.”

Freshman Mistakes!

These are mistakes that people make all throughout high school, not just freshman! But to keep the title concise I just called it that  Also, long post coming up! 

In Class

  1. Not asking questions in class. At lot of students are shy and embarrassed about asking questions in class, But, there are always people who have the same question as you and it isn’t worth not knowing stuff on the test than feeling awkward for two seconds. Also, I’ve had teachers majorly bump up my marks because they say me asking for extra help and putting in effort.
  2. Not doing homework when it gets assigned. I will admit, sometimes there are times when you are 100% confident you already know how to do what was taught in class. But, mostly, doing a bit of extra practice can help you a lot even if it seems like a waste of time. When you are in upper grades and harder classes, doing homework every night is not optional, so get into the habit now. 
  3. Not taking notes in class. This can be hard when your teacher gives you handouts or just has you copy from a powerpoint. But what you should work on doing is listening to the teacher and write down extra information on your page from what they say, not just the bare minimum from the PPT. This is such a useful skill in upper years… I have some classes where the teacher just stands at the front of the room and talks and you have to create your own notes. 
  4. Not reading rubrics/instructions. I have so many examples of getting marks taken off even though my project was good, just because I didn’t read the instructions. Make sure you go through the rubric and/or the assignment sheets and check off that you have all of the components.
  5. Trying too hard to impress teachers. The best way to impress a teacher is to come get extra help, raise your hand in class, do all of the assignments as best you can and ask when you don’t understand something. Basically, show that you care about their class and are willing to work hard. Don’t bother sucking up to them about things outside of class or trying to prove yourself by writing an essay twice as long as recommended. Just try hard and your work will speak for itself. 

At School

  1. Not joining any activities at school. Activities boost up your resume, are a great way to meet new friends, and can be a really good way to stay involved throughout high school, because you can stay in the same club for all four years if you want. Pick one or two activities that really interest you and try them out!
  2. Joining too many activities at school. I know, I just said to join something at school… but the key words are one to two! I have been the leader of many clubs and groups inside and outside of school and there is nothing more frustrating than having people say they are interested and then backing out. Don’t sign up for everything you think sounds cool and then leave the cub a few weeks later. Find a few things you are actually passionate about and do those instead of doing 10 different things! 
  3. Not using class time/spares to your advantage. If you have work periods in class or you have a study hall or spare during school hours, use it! Its way better than having to work on something after school, especially if its a partner project. Way easier to organize when you guys are both at school.
  4. Worrying about who you sit with at lunch. I promise, no one will notice if you sit alone in the cafeteria for a few days. If you feel self conscious, just take out a notebook and people will assume you’re studying and want to be alone. 
  5. Not taking gym! I don’t know if this is the same way at every school, but usually you need at least one gym credit to graduate. Take it in grade 9!! It is easy, fun, and literally everyone takes it , so you aren’t going to be the worst at sports. I waited and ended up being forced to take online health just to be able to graduate.  


  1. Worrying about boys and crushes. Having a crush on someone seems like the be all end all of your existence when you’re 14, but its almost always useless. If you like someone and they like you too, that’s great and you should pursue it if you want. But if you like someone and they don’t notice you, try as hard as you can to move on. It is not a useful way to spend time and focus! 
  2. Hanging out with people who don’t like you. I did this so much in earlier grades! I tried so hard to force my way into groups that didn’t like me and didn’t want to hang out with me. Let go of the people who don’t accept you and try to find friends who actually love spending time with you. You are amazing and don’t deserve to have to fight for someone’s attention. 
  3. Trying too hard to hang onto friends from elementary school. This isn’t to say that you can’t keep being friends with someone if you go to different schools. But sometimes, a friendship just fades when you guys go off to different places. For me, I had friends that all went to private school together and I spent so much time worrying about being friends with them even though we only hung out like every 6 weeks. Let friends go if you grow apart. It’s only natural. 
  4. Not thinking about the consequences of your actions when partying. If you go out and get super, fall down on your face wasted, you might a) get in trouble from your parents, b) embarrass yourself in front of people or c) just feel like absolute shit the next morning. If you want to try drugs remember that you might a) get caught and get in legal trouble or b) have a really bad experience. I’m not saying to absolutely never go out and party, but think about what might happen and decide from there. 

Hopefully this post is helpful to freshman and others! Feel free to reblog and add your own advice. :) 

jackson is seriously the most hardworking, humblest and cutest person ever like along with mark and bambam, he had to travel away from home to a new country and learn a new language and culture all in order to survive there and didn’t even know if he was ever going to debut like he had a scholarship to college and almost went to the olympics because he was first in fencing on the national team but he chose the idol life because music is his passion and proved to a lot of people including his parents that he would be able to overcome any obstacles and would be a great artist and like he has so many talents like fencing, speaking 5 different languages, martial arts and a bunch more and yet whenever he gets complimented he gets shy except when he wants to get complimented and he will constantly ask for compliments like please shower him with them he’ll love you forever and how he always remembers international fans too like his ig captions are in 3 different languages for people to understand because he doesn’t want us to feel left out and how he is so much wiser beyond his age like he’s always complimenting others before himself and tells them their strengths and gives them advice and it’s sad when people just know him as the member that jokes a lot because he isn’t like this all time he has serious moments too and whenever he does i still get amazed at how wise he is for his age and how he’s just an overall loving person like he could’ve just met you and he would be holding your hand and hanging onto you as if you’ve known each other for years and the way he’s with the fans how he softly looks at them with pure love and how gentle he is with them when hugging them or petting their hair or just overall with them is a stark contrast to his image of wild and sexy he’s just a giant teddy bear filled with love and how he’s always reminding us to take care of ourselves first to always exercise and eat healthy and i’m over here like yes but also listen to your own advice don’t stress out and relax and take care of yourself okay this boy is just full of love and i just want him to receive that love back tenfold

aliceace14  asked:

Hello, I just read your animal story about Gus the emu and let me tell you I work at a zoo and we have emus and you are a very brave person, emus are pretty much all assholes. (I still love them though lol.) Did I read it right that you just had an emu wandering around your house sitting on your couch?? Wow, you are amazing. I am totally aware that you are a very busy person so feel free to ignore me, but I would LOVE more of these stories!

Yeah, that was Gus.  Gus was, to put it mildly, a total asshole.  He’d been raised in an apartment as a “pet,” and he had too many “I am the boss of people, I want to hang out on the furniture” traits to really re-acclimatize to being a normal emu.  So he got bounced from foster home to foster home until he wound up at the emu farm and was eaten for being a jerkzilla.

Don’t be a jerkzilla.  People will eat you.

anonymous asked:

I was wondering if you have advice on how to be a friend better to someone?, I have this amazing friend she knows I struggle with selfharm,depression and a lot other stuff. My friend has some as well but I feel like I'm a burden on her and everyone but I'm so scared she'll give up on me and I really don't want to lose her

If this person is as good as a friend as you are saying I don’t think she would ever give up on you anon, but we can still go over some tips on how to be a good friend!

💖 Be a good listener. I think one of the most important qualities in a good friend is being a good listener. Sometimes we can get carried away with talking about ourselves and we forget that our friend might have stuff they’re dealing with too that that they want support with. So try and be all ears. I think it’s really thoughtful when a friend can remember something I mentioned from awhile ago, it shows me that they care about what I have to say. 

💖 Be reliable. This is something that I appreciate so much. I’m someone who gets cancelled on a lot and it’s always super last minute and disheartening. Sometimes it feels like i’m wasting time on someone that really isn’t putting in any effort into our relationship, so be reliable. If you make plans with your friend keep them, unless of course it’s an emergency or you aren’t feeling well. Still in that case your friend would probably appreciate a heads up!

💖 Be trustworthy. Being a trustworthy friend goes a long way and having friends that you can’t trust really puts a strain on that relationship. People value friends that they can trust a lot more than friends that they can’t trust. 

💖 Be kind! Just because you’ve known someone for awhile doesn’t mean you should stop saying please, thank you, excuse me, how are you etc. It’s always nice when someone asks how you are and genuinely listens to your answer. 

💖 Be supportive. If your friend is ever upset about something, ask if they are okay, if they want to talk to you about it, or if there is anything you can do to make them feel better. Try and make them feel love and comforted, maybe even give them a little bit of advice if they wish for it. 

💖 Be loyal. Defend your friend when they need you to. Show them that you have their back through hard times, always listen to their point of view and put yourself in their situation. 

💖 Never put them down. A good friend lifts you up and makes you feel good about yourself, never the opposite. 

💖 Keep in touch. No one wants to be smothered, but if you’re not always seeing each other in person, it’s nice to check in via text or Facebook. 

💖 Make them feel appreciated. I would tell them how you feel. For example, “I really want to thank you for everything you have done to comfort me and make me feel loved during hard times. You’re an amazing friend and I aspire to be as good of a friend as you have been to me.” 

💖 Apologize when an apology is due. Even if you don’t agree or understand what you have done to make your friend upset, sincere apologizes go a long way. Whether you meant to hurt their feelings or not, you still did and you should always be willing to apologize.

💖 Give your friend space. If your friend wants to hang out with other people be supportive of her having other relationships. Jealousy in not a great trait in a friend. I’ve definitely learned over time that it is not a big deal for my friends to hangout with other people. It does not change the relationship that they have with me!

💖 Be honest. This doesn’t mean be rude and blunt. This doesn’t mean tell them that what they’re wearing is ugly. Just don’t hold in feelings of resentment that strain a relationship. One of my friends and I are super honest with what were feeling and we use I statements to communicate respectfully to one another. Example: “I’m feelings upset right now, what you said hurt my feelings.” 

💖 Be forgiving. It’s up to you what to forgive and what not to forgive. Somethings we shouldn’t forgive things because they aren’t okay, but when it comes to little disagreements be reasonable and accept an apology if you feel it’s genuine. 

Hope I could help! xx


Tips on listening to your friend

Qualities in a good friend

anonymous asked:

Yes. I mean Why is so special for u?

I love his personality. His wit. His sense of humor, because he is really sarcastic and stupidly clever. I love his silly/lame jokes and subtle comments that are so ON POINT. I love his charm. His charisma and cheekiness. I love his magnetism. I love his coolness. I love that I can’t take my eyes off of him regardless of how many people are around him. I love how he carries himself. How he lights up a room. He’s so aware and confident., but never cocky. I love that he can also be a little unsure and awkward. I love his vulnerability. His compassion. I love how he wears his heart on his sleeve and that he isn’t afraid to show emotions. I love how inherently silly he is sometimes and how he doesn’t take things too seriously. I love how he treats the people around him. I love how he tries to see the good in everybody, even if they haven’t deserved it. I love how protective he is. How much he genuinely cares. I love how good he his with kids. I love how he appreciates his fans. His patience and how he tries to make them all happy; by way of hugs, pictures and autographs, in all situations where it’s doable. He’s always the last one to leave the fans. I love how he’s never rude to paps even when they try to get a reaction from him or some sort of controversy. I love how he never falls for their cheap tricks. I love that even though he’s one of the most sought-after young men in the world and “everybody” wants a piece of him, he never complains about the extra pressure and the extra attention that he undoubtedly copes with. And you know it can’t always be as easy to deal with as he makes it to be… I love that he’s always humble and thankful. I love that he never shows off in an off-putting way. He’s ridiculously wealthy, hangs out with a lot of amazing people and does a lot of incredible things but he Instagrams pictures of his knees and doors and tweets completely unrelevant, odd things. I love that he uses proper spelling and grammar. I love his taste in music and movies because it’s so ridiculously similar to mine. I love his speaking voice, it’s the sexiest sounding voice I know of. I love his singing voice. It’s the epitome of what I like to listen to; deep, raspy, comforting, edgy, cashmere-like, full of texture and it continually gets better and better. I love how he changes up the notes during live performances. I love how he performs, how passionate he is about it and how he tries to do his best every single night. I love how you can tell how much it means to him. I love how much he’s smiling when he’s up there. His moves. EVERYTHING about the way he is on stage. He’s a total rockstar, born for this life, and I honestly can’t think of another 21-year old with as much stage-presence as he has. I love how much he interacts with the crowd. How he’ll even stop his verse to blow a kiss to somebody. How sometimes one kiss isn’t enough, and he’ll blow nine kisses just to make sure. I love it when he imitates the fans, and treats them like they’re his friends. I love how he tries to make them all feel seen.

I love his face, he’s gorgeous and he gets better looking by the day. I love how effortlessly sexy he is. His dimples, green eyes and pink lips. Jaw. Smile. Hands. Collarbones. Arms. Thighs. Legs. It’s all too good. I love that he keeps gaining muscle and getting bigger and broader. I love that he’s tall. I love his hair, whether it’s in a bandana, ponytail, slick, bun, casual or disheveled, curly or straight. He pulls it all off. I love his walk. I love that he genuinely loves fashion. For my taste and liking, he’s one the best dressed guys out there because he dresses exactly how I like guys to dress. I love how good he looks in black jeans and a simple white tee but also how he pulls off a suit. I love that he stays true to his style, but that he isn’t afraid of more quirky pieces. If he likes it he likes it, be that glitter boots or obscenely large hats. He always does his own thing and rides with that, and I have so much respect for that. I love his tattoos. I love that some of his tattoos mean seemingly nothing, but that he also has tattoos that holds connotations to his friends and family. I love his mannerisms. The way he talks, his intonation, accent, subtle little quirky things he does. I love that he’s a total sweetheart but also a dirty fuck. I love his mass-appeal. I love that even though somebody says they don’t listen to One Direction, they’ll admit to liking Harry. They all know who Harry Styles is. I love the impact he has on people. I love the way he looks at people, unwavering, and how they’re all that matters in that moment. I love that he’s an old soul and a true gentleman. I love how he shakes hands and greets everybody and treats everybody equally and with respect. I love how competitive he gets when they’re playing games or getting quizzed. I love his maturity and how he always takes the high road when people try to put him down or have some fun at his expense. I love how ridiculously cool and smart he is when it comes to handling the media and the fans. I love that he’s himself 100% through and through. I love that he drives motorcycles. I love that he can’t be mean even if he tries to. I love how much love there is in his heart. Yeah, that’s some of the things I love about Harry Styles ;)

anonymous asked:

Hello! I love your blog and the way you write these is amazing. I was wondering if I could request the RFA+saeran reacting to finding out mc is homeless? Maybe she was kicked out of home and was on the street, or couldn't cover rent and was evicted and was squatting in her old place, or was staying on friends' couches before she was able to stay in rika's apartment? Only if you want to!!

I like so much when people giive suggestions for plots in the requests, it helps me a lot, so thanks ^^ Hope that’s what you wanted :)

RFA +Saeran reactint to MC being homeless


  • He noticed you always would hang out at his place and was curious to meet yours
  • So you told him, a little embarrassed you didn’t really… have a place
  • “What do you mean, MC?” “Well, I… I… am kinda of homeless? I’m crashing at my cousin’s place right now…”
  • “Why, what happened?” “Oh, I’m just… not on good terms with my parents, I told you, remember? So I didn’t have any place to stay. But it’s fine, don’t worry.”
  • He was sad and deeply worried, but at the same time, he was thinking how Rika was still managing to do good even if she was not here anymore. You stayed at her apartment  for a while, at least. I mean… there was a bomb there, but still…
  • “It’s not fine, MC! Your parents can’t do that to you!” “Yoosung, they can and they did, and it’s fine! Not everybody have great parents as you.  I’m ok, don’t worry!”
  • “How can I not worry, MC? I… just… “ he knew there was only one thing he coulddo: “Move in with me, MC!” “What?”
  • “The place isn’t big and smells weird, but I’ll make sure you’re comfortable, move in with me!”
  • “Yoosung, you barely know me!” “So we’ll take as an opportunity to know each other, I don’t know how it is with your cousin, but what if he kicks you out too? Come live with me before something like this happens, I’ll never kick you out!”
  • “But Yoosung, the rent…” “I can handle by myself, don’t worry!” “No, not like this! Just… wait till I find a job to help you with the bills, and I’ll move in with you, deal?”
  • “Deal! Oh man… I can’t believe I’m gonna have a roomie, and it is… you!” “I know! And my new roomie? He’s so hot, I don’t think I’ll ever take my hands off of him when I move in.” he laughed and blushed, but internally he was screaming and kicking the air in excitement.
  • He was feeling so grown up right now. Sharing the place, splitting the bills… it almost felt like a married couple, and did that idea pleased him.


  • He asked you to move in with him right after the whole bomb at Rika’s apartment, but you were too embarrassed to just say yes like this
  • But he was insisting on it so much, and that just made you feel even worse. “I can’t take advantage of you too like this, Zen!” “What do you mean by ‘too’”?
  • You sighed heavily, it was about time for him to know. “I got evicted…” “Wait, seriously? But… where are you staying right now”
  • You got a little surprised he didn’t seem to mind you didn’t have money to pay for your own responsibilities, he was just… worried for you? Could he be any sweeter and more caring than this?
  • “Don’t worry, I’m at my neighbor’s place… I mean, it’s super weird and I feel like a burden all the time, but at least I could keep some of my stuff like that.”
  • “You should never feel like a burden, princess! Don’t do that to yourself! Are you sure you’re okay? Is your neighbor treating you right?”
  • “Yes, he is cool…” HE? OH HELL NO! “HE? You’re staying with a ‘he’?! MC, I don’t know this guy, but I can tell you for sure he’s expecting something in trade of his generosity!  We’re getting there on monday to get your stuff out of there and you’re moving in with me ! Now it’s a matter of protecting my lady’s honor!”
  • “And your lady’s honor would be intact if I stay here with you?” “Yes!” “Zen, we both know it’s not intact for a while now…” he blushed “Well… this is … this is… different! We’re in love!  Please, MC! I won’t be able to work or sleep well knowing you’re living like this! You said yourself how uncomfortable you are, right? Move in with me, you’re not taking advantage of me, we’re just… rushing something it would happen eventually.” he got a point…
  • “Okay… but you need to let me know which chores I can do around here, and I’ll take some bills as soon as I finish my debt with the landlord, I won’t let you treat me like if I’m on a hotel, okay?” “Yes, sure… I’ll respect whatever you wish!” you knew he would, and he… couldn’t help feeling excited knowing that you’d be around all the time. H e was fantasizing about watching TV together, cooking together, going to bed together… wait, dangerous thoughts! But you living with another man was making  the beast get angry … and he needed to do something about that.
  • “But seriously… can’t we pretend we’re in a hotel just for tonight? I was thinking about filling the hot tub and… you know…”


  • When she would come to the cafe early in the morning, you would be already there. And you would always offer to close the place for her. Wow, she had no idea you were such a workaholic.
  • But it wasn’t that, and one day she found out: you’ve been sleeping in the cafe. “Jaehee, I’m so so sorry, I should’ve told you, I was just too embarrassed and… I understand if you want to fire me… it’ just… I…” you were crying, she couldn’t understand why, but she felt her heart sink…
  • “Fire you? My God, MC, no! I can’t fire my partner! But why are you crying? Let’s calm down and talk…” “I’m… I’m sleeping here because my parents kicked me out!”
  • “They what?” “They… oh! I can’t tell you that!” “MC, you have to, it’s clearly making you suffer, talk to me, please…” she sounded like a therapist, and her eyes were so calm and gentle, how could you leave someone like her without an answer?
  • “They didn’t like I’m dating you, well… a woman…” she was shocked and so angry. She grew up with a family who didn’t care about her, but even this seemed better than what she had just listened.
  • “So, I guess they’ll become even furious when they hear you just moved in with a woman.” “What?”
  •  “I have clothes I can lend you for tonight, but tomorrow we’re going to your… well, their house, and getting your things, okay?” “But, Jaehee, I’ll…”
  • “Don’t worry about a thing. Family is about love, and I love you, so I’m your family and I’ll take care of you. People like us get to choose our families, right?”
  • “I think it was RuPaul who said that.” you two laughed “Yes, I like his show, we can binge watch it at OUR place later, ok?” you didn’t oppose it at all.


  • You had a sleepover at his penthouse. Neither of you were exactly proud of that, but it is what it is, and now you were staying for lunch.
  • He ditched work to spend the morning with you, but all he saw was you acting really tense, checking your phone every 5 minutes, which he found odd.
  • He overheard you on the phone when he let you alone, but came back to pick his phone “Yes, I’ll have the money till Saturday. Please, try to understand, I… yes, sir. Goodbye.”
  •  “MC?” you jumped and yelped a little, he was not supposed to listen to this, it was just… embarrassing… “What’s going on?”
  • “N-nothing… why do you ask?” “Are you sure? You sounded so concerned on the phone right now… who was it?”
  • “Oh, it’s nothing, just… some problems I need to take care of…” “And your problems are my problems as well, please tell me.” You knew he wasn’t letting go until you said the truth…
  • “I’m being evicted, Jumin. I… own three months of rent and I won’t be able to pay till the day they gave me.” “How much? I’ll give it to you.” “No! Please… don’t. I… don’t think it’s right…” he could only assume this had something to do with pride, so he wouldn’t insist.
  •  “So, forget that apartment, come live with me.” “Ju-Jumin, no! This is… even worse…” Why? Now it wasn’t about pride, right? So, maybe… oh, that whole “you can’t leave the penthouse” after Elizabeth’s disappearing. He knew it! You said you forgave him, but of course, you were still a little doubtful, maybe  a little afraid of him. “I… understand. I’m sorry, MC.”
  • “No, I should be the one to say sorry! I know how you feel about living together before marriage, yet I keep sleeping here and… I don’t want to make you uncomfortable…” Oh, so it was about that? He was feeling like a fool.
  • “I would never feel uncomfortable with you around. However… I have a solution. What’s your landlord’s phone?” “Jumin, you’re not gonna…” “Please, trust me.”
  • He called the guy. “Yes, hello? My name is Jumin Han, I would like to buy one of your properties? Yes, the building downtown. Not for sale? Not even for…?” you could not believe the price he was saying. It was a decent building, but not that much… “Yes, I’ll let my lawyer get in touch about the paperwork. Thank you, it was a pleasure doing business with you.” He hung up. “Problem solved.”
  • “So you’re my landlord now?” “No, you’ll be your own landlord, I’m making the contract in your name…” WHAT? “But Jumin… it’s basically the same thing as giving me the money!” “Not really, it’s a gift. I’m giving you a opportunity to make it in real estate market. Do whatever you wish with the building and I’ll finance it, it’ll be a pleasure doing business with you too.” Yep, now we’re not talking about real estate, are we?


  • According to the background check, you didn’t have a fixed address for over two years? At first, it was suspicious, so he dug a little more
  • Only to find out you’ve been crashing at friend’s couches after being kicked out of your parent’s house.  He also found police files in your name reporting assault, the attacker’s last name was the same as yours, so it was easy to understand what happened there… and now he was feeling a douch for even thinking you were the threat here.
  • He could definitely relate to you, so making sure you were comfortable at Rika’s apartment was the least he could do, taking care of the bomb issue was included on that.
  • So when he found about Saeran and kept pushing you away to protect you, he was always wondering if this was the right thing to do, since you would be probably someone to understand him. But no, he could never do that… could he?
  • So after the events on his route, he wanted to surprise you taking you to Rika’s apartment. “What are we doing here, Saeyoung?”
  • “You tell me, it’s your apartment.” “What do you mean?” “Remember I told you I was going to buy it? Well, I did. And I’m passing to your name.” “Why?” he wouldn’t dare bringing what he found out about you if you weren’t ready to tell him.
  • “Well, I thought it would be a good RFA’s office, but you took such good care of it while we’re here, so… it should be yours. Feel free to redecorate it, since it can bring you bad memories or…”
  • “I only have good memories you gave me the robot cat right here, and… we kissed for the first time over there… and  there, in the bedroom…” you were both blushing and remembering.
  • Through all of it, he was satisfied he was the one who gave you a place that you could fulfill with good memories, and one day you and him would share a place even happier than this one now.


  • He also did his research on you. Matter of fact, one of the many reasons you were the perfect bait was the fact that you didn’t have a place to come back to
  • So whatever he decided to do with you, there weren’t gonna be too much people looking for you, you were just a poor girl kicked out by your own parents.
  • Sometimes he felt guilty doing this to you, maybe you two were more alike than he thought… well, everything would be worthy after he could take you to paradise.
  • After Mint Eye got dismantled and he got rescued, taking care of you as you took care of him was his number one priority.
  • So the only condition he imposed to continue living with Saeyoung was that you should come along with him. Of course, Saeyoung didn’t oppose.
  • And it was at some random night, when the three of you were watching a movie and Seyoung fell asleep, Saeran turned to you and said: “I’m sorry.”
  • “For what?” “For everything… you only deserve happiness from now on.” “Well, so do you.”
  • “I’ll be happy as long as we’re together under the same roof…and… we…” Saeyoung’s snores got him out of the mood. “Ugh, let’s go somewhere more private” he took your hand and you giggled. He smiled, although Saeyoung could be a pain in the ass sometimes, maybe this was paradise after all…
“Stay” - Jace Wayland

Originally posted by shcrwoods

(not my gif)

REQUEST: Some teenage girls are being mean to Jace’s Korean female friend (who has a crush on him) in a racial way, and saying they don’t know how Jace can be with her, and how he would react.

(Y/N) had been transfered to the New York Institute a couple of months ago. With the return of Valentine, the Clave needed all the shadowhunters they could get in the city, and (Y/N) was one of the best.
Her first weeks at the Institute had been successful, (Y/N) got along with her new partners almost immediately. The girls had welcomed her the best way they could and the boys – who weren’t as excited to have a new member on their team, started to be friendly to her once (Y/N) had proven that she could be trusted and had shown them her very good hunting skills during her first mission. Even Alec – who was known for being grumpy to most stangers, was really nice to her. But what (Y/N) couldn’t stop thinking about was when Jace had complimented her on her shadowhunter skills. He had called her clever, brave and strong, and (Y/N) had tried so hard not to blush when she heard these words come out of the blonde’s mouth – even if it was obvious for everyone else that (Y/N) had a crush on Jace.

But these last few days hadn’t been as great as the first ones for the young Korean shadowhunter. A new group of shadowhunter girls had also been transfered to the New York Institute and, although the three girls had arrived only a week ago, (Y/N) could already tell that they were no near as nice as Clary and Isabelle. They were the kind of girls who would look at you the wrong way to make sure you knew they didn’t like you, and who would giggle everytime Jace was walking nearby to get the boy’s attention.
“He is so hot.” (Y/N) had heard then say about Jace a few times. But that’s not was pissed (Y/N) off, not the fact that those three were flirting with the boy she liked before he could have a chance to walk away. But their racist comments about her was the reason why (Y/N) had been feeling so down and angry lately.

One morning, Jace, Alec, Isabelle and Clary were sent on a mission to get informations about Valentine’s latest plan, and (Y/N) had been told to stay behind in the Institute in case a demon attack needed to be taken care of. So, while her friends were out, (Y/N) was keeping herself busy in the armory, sorting out the weapons and making sure they were in perfect conditions.
“Look who is here.” A voice echoed in the room. (Y/n) rolled her eyes and turned around to face the three girls. “Our little Korean friend.”
“Go find some demons to kill, will you?” (Y/N) spat.
She wanted the girls to stay away from her but they didn’t walk away, they just let out a ridiculous giggle.
“Where are your friends? Did they finally realised that you were nothing but a useless bitch?” One of the girls said, smirking.
“I wouldn’t do that if I were you.” (Y/N) clenched her jaw.
“Do what?”
“Call me a bitch in a room full of deadly weapons.” (Y/N) spat as she tried to control herself in vain.
“What are you gonna do? Cut your veins open?” The three girls giggled once more as if they were proud of their response.
(Y/N) wanted to tell the three teenage girls that it was their veins she might cut open, but when she opened her mouth to speak, one of the girls spoke first.
“Maybe you should, actually. That will be a brilliant idea. It’s not like anyone cares about you here, especially not Jace Wayland.” She declared.
(Y/n) gritted her teeth when she heard the girl mentioned Jace. And she didn’t have anything to say to the girls as she suddenly felt very self-conscious about Jace not caring about her.
“What? You really thought you had a chance with him?” The girl laughed. “Come on, he only hangs out with you because he pities you. Everybody knows it.”
“Shut up.” (Y/N) said through gritted teeth.
“No need to be so defensive. I’m just saying, who would want an ugly Korean bitch as a girlfriend? Or even as a friend for that matter.” The other girl stated. “Just go back to your country. We’ll all be so delighted to see you go, Jace included.” The second girl added.
“You’re a shame to the Clave.” The last girl declared.
“Enough!” An angry voice shouted.
The three girls jumped out of surprise and turned around to come face to face with Jace Wayland. (Y/N) didn’t say anything as she watched Jace’s hands turn into fists.
“Hey, Jace! My friends and I are gonna grab some breakfast, wanna come?” One of the girls said, moving closer to Jace to put her hand on his upper arm only for him to jerk her hand away.
“You three disgust me.” The blonde said, his voice filled with anger.
The new girls didn’t say anything after that and Jace led (Y/N) out of the armory and into his bedroom.

“How much of it did you hear?” (Y/N) finally spoke when the two of them were sat on the edge of the bed.
“Enough to want to punch them in the face.” Jace said.
The boy was seeking eye contact with his Korean friend, but she kept avoiding it.
“Hey. You know it’s not true, right? What they said about you, about me.” Jace declared.
“I guess.” (Y/N) mumbled, unsure.
“(Y/N).” Jace started. His voice was clamer now but he sounded deadly serious.
“It’s fine, Jace.” (Y/N) lied. “It’s not the first time people make racist comments towards me. It’s okay.”
“No, it’s not.” Jace paused. “(Y/N). Look at me.” He said as he placed his fingers on (Y/N)’s chin to lift her head up and finally meet her eyes.
“You are beautiful, inside and out. You are brave and caring. You have everything these girls back there wish to have.” The boy declared.
“I just wish people would stop hating on my origins to hurt me, because it works everytime.” (Y/N) confessed.
“They can think whatever they want, it’s their problem. It jujst makes them stupid and ignorant. Where you come from makes you who you are, and you should embrace that because you really are he most amazing girl I have ever met.” They boy declared, still staring into the girl’s eyes.
(Y/N) was really glad to hear Jace say those words, but she couldn’t stop thinking about what the girls had said to her about Jace not caring about (Y/N) and hanging out with her out of pity.
“Maybe I should just go back to my Institute. It looks like there are enough shadowhunters here anyway and I-”
(Y/N) couldn’t finish her sentence when Jace pressed his lips on hers. (Y/N) didn’t see that coming and her eyes widened in shock before her eyelids fell shut and she kissed him back.

Jace was the one to break the kiss and he looked into the depth of (Y/N)’s eyes, his hands still on her cheeks.
“God, I’ve been wanting to do that for so long.” Jace murmured.
“You have?” (Y/N) asked, still a bit in shock.
“Yeah. And I should’ve done it a long time ago.”
“So, you do care about me?” (Y/N) asked quietly.
“I care about you so much it scares me. But I can’t let you go now, so please, stay.” The blonde male confessed.
(Y/N) had butterflies in her stomach by now and she couldn’t possibly use words to describe how she felt. Jace had kissed her and he had proved her that everything she heard from the girls today was no near the truth. Jace cared about her, he liked her for who she was and where she came from.
“(Y/N), stay.” Jace repeated as the young shadowhunter girl was lost in her thoughts.
Instead of speaking, she leaned in and kissed Jace, trying to put all the things she couldn’t say with words into the kiss.

She was going to stay. She was not gonna let a bunch of narrow-minded and mean-spirited people drive her away from her home, because this was her home. Home is not the place you’ve been in the longest, but home is where the people you love are. (Y/N) found friends here, a family even, but she had also found love, and nothing could make her leave that behind.
She chose to stay.

First Shroom Trip Experience

First off, I’d like to start by saying that I do not recommend anyone just eating shrooms. I recommend shrooms to those who are in a healthy state of mind looking to pursue a different or better path to becoming their better selves. Everyone is different and therefore, shrooms will take a toll on everyone differently. I personally didn’t have a sitter during this trip–and that’s something I do not recommend. Always have a sitter with you!! Please don’t message me asking about dosages or advice bc I’m no expert–this was just my first time!!

Alright, so yesterday was June 11, 2017. I went to the Haight Ashbury street fair with my best friend, @fuck-me-elegant and had such a blast!! We smoked and charged our crystals in the sun. I had kept the shrooms in a container with a crystal for a few days. I waved some amber incense over them too!! I wanted to cleanse any negative energy that might take over our trip. I wrapped our shrooms in some airhead strips in the back of an uber on our way to BART (subway) LOL. ((he didn’t notice anything, and we were high af dont judge me)) 

We ended up eating the shrooms on BART and then waited for them to kick in as we walked to Dolores Park. When we got there, my best friend had already started to feel the effects of the shrooms kicking in. She’s a little smaller than me so it hit her sooner. I ended up taking a bite out of this shroom infused chocolate lollipop I had. She started getting pretty cold so we packed up our stuff and headed back to BART. And that’s when it started hitting me.

I was so fucking excited that I couldn’t stop laughing. Everything was SO funny to me!! My best friend did her best to keep calm and not burst out laughing bc she didn’t want people to think we were lunatics. The ride home took over an hour and I listened to Chicano Batman ((best idea EVER)) as my friend got the creeps from these 3 white supremacist looking guys across from us on the train. I personally didn’t sense any negative energy but I had my headphones on and I was staring out the window enjoying myself. 

When we were finally home, she felt a lot safer and relieved. We also bursted out with so much energy and laughter– it was AMAZING. I took off my shirt and pants ((keeping on my bralette and boy shorts underwear)) bc I felt so fucking liberated!! 

We were sooo fucking giddy and stupid that we wanted to call people over bc we felt like entertainment. We wanted to be someone’s TV and we wanted sober people to pick at our brains. So she calls up her friend and he tells us that he is currently hanging out with a girl that he’s trying to get intimate with. We tell him they’re still both welcome to come over. He texted my friend to tell me to put clothes on. She got offended that he even asked that–as he is a guest and since it is her house, she and I can wear whatever the fuck we want. We were like “just don’t bother coming then.” 

For some reason, moments later, he shows up. With that girl. I’m still in my bra and underwear and FUCK NO I was not gonna put my clothes back on. Instead, I stay downstairs, away from everyone but I’m face-timing my best friend so that I can be in on the conversation without having to actually be there. After awhile, the connection gets worse and I got bored and lonely downstairs. So I grab Celestia II: The Reckoning and I decide I’m gonna pack a bowl and smoke all the way upstairs. ((There are three floors in this house. They are on the middle floor)) 

When I get upstairs, I sit down on the couch and forget all about packing the bowl. I didn’t want to talk to our friend and the girl he came with because I knew that they were both going to sexualize me. I knew that they weren’t going to move past the fact that I was in my bra and underwear. But I just wanted to be seen as a comfortable human. And tho I felt all of this–I didn’t FOCUS on it at all. I wasn’t really contemplating those thoughts whatsoever. Finally, my best friend convinces me to go on down and pack a bowl with them. 

When I got downstairs, the vibe IMMEDIATELY changed. I said hi and apologized for being half naked by saying, “I’m sorry but I have a body and it just doesn’t want to wear clothes right now,” and the girl laughed it off in the fakest way ever. My high was so intense at this point ((peaking)) that all I could do was focus on how intimidated she was by my best friend and I. She was intimidated, insecure, and gave off the most NEGATIVE vibe. Her vibe was SO intense that it was ALL that my high could focus on. 

I asked her what her thoughts are like when she wakes up in the morning ((bc I was genuinely interested)) and she just said, in the most annoying valley girl voice ever, “Well I went on a hike with my dog this morning so…” and I asked about her dog and when she said, “I hate my dog,” immediately, I knew I couldn’t trust her. 

Okay, what I want you guys to understand–is that she had NOTHING to flaunt about herself. She was pretty!! But she didn’t have ANYTHING to contribute. No quirks, no interesting stories, nada. She was just SO bland. Talking to her was like looking through a window screen. There was nothing there. No substance or anything bc she was so fucking dense. 

My best friend tried carrying out the conversation and I literally couldn’t handle it so I went to the bathroom and laid on the floor instead. Door open, they can still see me but we weren’t in the same room. I lied on that bathroom floor as my best friend desperately tried to hold a conversation with this chick. In my head, I kept wanting to call or talk to someone. I needed someone there so badly bc I couldn’t handle how fucking dense this person was. I didn’t know who to call so I texted some of my friends hoping that one of them would end up calling me. I heard the girl ask my best friend if she knew what “ass-thetics” were bc that’s the only thing she actually does. “ass-thetic” pictures. 

Finally, she and the guy ended up leaving and my best friend came over to the bathroom with me. She let out the biggest exhausted sigh ever and I immediately told her everything that was going on in my head. She started to talk about how she felt the same exact thing and how strong it was too. 

I started to cry because I haven’t ever experienced anything like that so upfront in my face. I don’t tend to pick up on other people’s vibes bc I’m just trying to do me. I also began to cry because I was so haunted by the fact that there are people out in the world who exist without ever actually living. My best friend began to join the tearfest and we had a whole discussion about our pasts, family, how she is always aware of people, and we also talked about the things we wanted to fix about ourselves. We spent an hour talking about all these things and in that hour, I had never felt closer to her. I saw myself in everything she was saying about her past experiences. I saw myself in her and I knew that I had to keep her close to me. I felt so much love for my best friend, that happy tears eventually began to take over. In that bathroom, we cried the happiest and most tragic tears of our life so far. 

Our moment was interrupted when one of the friends that I was texting, began face-timing me. We talked to him for a bit so that we could explain to him what was going on but the connection was pretty bad. My best friend and I went downstairs and cuddled in her room. We continued the conversation and started talking more about our lives with each other. The more she opened up, the more I saw myself in her. We began to discuss the afterlife and spirituality and things we could do to live a fulfilling life. I also ended up reaching out to an ex and finally getting the closure I needed. 

Eventually, the guy I was face-timing showed up at her house with another friend!! They were both sober but we were still tripping hardcore. And yes, I’m still in my bra and underwear. Being around them tho was no trouble at all. I hadn’t seen my friend in MONTHS and the fact that I got 0 negative vibes was just soooo relieving to me especially after all that shit just went down. They were AMAZING company and we ended up staying up until 6AM!!

I felt so relieved being surrounded by genuine friends. I also had an oracle reading the next day and the cards I got were cards that I seriously resonate with. I’m glad that I had that trip with my best friend. And as dense as that girl was, I have her to thank for a beautiful spiritual awakening. If it wasn’t for that strong negative vibe, I don’t think I would have ever had that conversation with my best friend. I hope that girl begins her life soon. I pray the universe will help guide everyone on a path on enlightenment. Sorry if this wasn’t the most exciting story but this is what my experience was and I couldn’t have asked for anything better. 

PSG Roundtable #9: Practicing Multiple Traditions

We’ll be talking about our perspectives on being someone who practices in multiple traditions.  Before I start, I want to make it clear that I’m coming at this with a series of biases.  I believe that:

  • The gods are separate, unique agents in and of themselves as individuals (hard polytheism);
  • Objects have, or can develop, their own spirits to varying degrees of animistic complexity;
  • Gods, guides, and spirits can communicate with us in a variety of ways
  • By its very nature, practicing in multiple traditions means acknowledging that no single tradition is the only “true” one;
  • My experiences are not reflective of everyone’s and what works for me and mine may not work for you and yours.  While I do have strong personal feelings on this subject, they’re still only my personal opinion.

I’m also approaching this as an Irish polytheist and Kemetic, among other things, who is part of an (offline) group of hard polytheists from various traditions of their own, including Bacchic Orphic, Gallo-Roman, Heathenry, and Santeria.

What does it mean to be “multi-trad” or practice in multiple traditions?

I use “tradition” to refer to any collection of beliefs and behaviors that is coherent and has a recognizable identity of what it means to be a part of that group.

To be multi-trad, then, is to be able to move between various traditions.  Think of a big, lovely house with a room for each faith tradition: when I’m in the Irish polytheist room, I follow its guidelines for interacting with the Tuatha Dé, leave votive offerings, celebrate the cross-quarter days, understand that words like ‘poetry’ and ‘satire’ have very different meanings in this context.  When I go to the Kemetic room, I might wake up the Netjeru in their statues and worship in specific “praise” postures, share in food and drink (and for me, maybe talk alchemy).  When I visit friends in the Santeria room, I change out of my default black to completely white clothes, greet the Orisha in a way very different from the Tuatha Dé and Netjeru, and try to keep up with a completely different etiquette and sense of hierarchy to show respect for the divine, dead, and living Santo communities.

Can I combine multiple practices?

In my personal opinion, combining multiple traditions into a single “one approach fits all” practice means losing the characteristics that empower those traditions as individual identities.  I mean, you could worship Brighid as a Triple Goddess of Maiden/Mother/Crone, but doing so means taking the Celtic tendency to triplify goddesses to emphasize power and turning it into something that misconstrues much of Brighid’s nature.  YMMV.

That doesn’t mean one practice won’t ever impact another.  Say it’s Samhain and I’m honoring the Morrígan; before beginning my rites for her, I might also acknowledge other deities with whom I share death-related work, like Anpu in his psychopompic aspect, and the spirit allies who help me handle the unhappy dead that come up through my work at the women’s center.  Or perhaps I’ll honor them all in separate rites, not because Samhain has anything to do with Anpu but because my own associations with Samhain overlap with my work with him and doing so doesn’t violate anyone’s etiquette.  In another instance, if you’re oathed to a deity and you agree to a task they give you, you might then turn around to your dead or your guiding spirits and say, “All right, troops, here’s the goal.  I’d like your help to get it done, please,” even if your dead or guides don’t come from that deity’s paradigm.

Can I have events, like rituals, for multiple traditions?

It’s definitely possible to have multi-trad events, but if you try that, you need to be careful that the different entities are getting what they need.  Make sure everyone gets an appropriate offering (within reason, of course - sometimes you have to negotiate, like, “Dude, you can’t have that whole bottle of $50 whiskey, how about a shot of Fireball instead?”) without someone feeling ignored because of another.  Don’t put the shrines of entities who don’t get along beside one another.   Make sure you share the Netjeru’s portion of food, but once you offer something to the Tuatha Dé, it’s theirs.  And so on.  It’s like…having a dinner party with finicky guests of wildly differing temperaments, complete with some cultural barriers.  It can be a lot of fun, especially if you have skillful mediums with you and/or dedicants who are knowledgeable in their respective paths, but it can be a lot of work.  I think it’s well worth it, but I know some people would disagree.

When my own group has multitrad events, we always make sure to have a shrine for each god or pantheon to which the humans have oaths or relationships and plenty of diverse offerings so we can provide proper hospitality for whomever chooses to show up.  We also put a huge emphasis on consent, both human and nonhuman, so we don’t assume who will or won’t be present and willing to work with us - we just make sure the ritual space is available.

If you decide to go the ritualistic route, the hardest part is making sure that your ‘ritual tech’ - that is, your methodology - doesn’t violate the rules of one of the traditions in question.  Some traditions aren’t very strict on some things, like perhaps your method of cleansing yourself spiritually, but there shouldn’t be actual conflict in ideology or application.  Divining for the input of the gods and spirits involved, and maybe asking the opinions of others with knowledge of them, can be invaluable.

How do I switch between the different paradigms?

I think it’s not unlike switching between different environments or groups of people.  When you’re at work, you behave a certain way according to your workplace’s guidelines; when you’re at school, you behave according to those rules.  Even with friends, you probably act one way with a particular group that’s different from how you act with another.  You wouldn’t behave the same way around your conservative grandparents as you do with your mates at the pub.  You’re not lying or ‘faking it’ in any of these scenarios: you’re adjusting your style of communication and behavior to match the requirements and expectations of your environment.  When you’re familiar with the rules, when you have solid relationships with those people, you can start bending those rules a bit and acting more familiar, just as you do with human people.

Does it always have to be so complicated?

Ha, nope.  The things that I do with my group are usually much more involved than what I do privately because there are more traditions being represented, but that also means there are more people present to share the physical and spiritual work.  I maintain only as many relationships as I feel is reasonable for me, my lifestyle, my resources, and my rather limited spoons.  I’d rather have deeper knowledge of a few traditions to make my practice feel that much richer and fulfilling for me than try to juggle many different ones (although having general knowledge is often useful).

But I do take these fewer relationships as seriously as I do human ones, and any kind of mutually beneficial, respectful, healthy relationship takes effort.

It’s too much work and research!

Many of us have busy lives: job(s), kids, schooling, and so on.  Some of us are limited by funds, spoons, or other factors out of our control.  But if your reason for not doing at least some research with the sources you have access to in order to have a baseline understanding of the paradigm from which a specific god is coming is just, “It’s too much work,” I don’t have much sympathy.  Isn’t the relationship you forge with a deity worth that extra effort, which can deepen and strengthen that relationship because of shared language and understanding?  This doesn’t mean you need to go back to school to have a scholar’s understanding, and the gods’ conception of time is different from ours; their sense of ‘hurry up’ is, I think, often very different from ours, and you can take the time you need.  Religion should fit into your life, not the other way around, but you do still have to do the work.

What are the benefits of all this work?

You’d have to ask other people, but for me, some things I’ve gotten out of this include:

  • Showing respect for the gods and spirits and developing deeper, more nuanced relationships because of it
  • Showing respect for the tradition’s ancestors and, if relevant, living culture
  • Enrichment of personal perspective, broadening of horizons, etc.
  • I mean seriously, the world is so weird and people and the gods are so amazing and complex and diverse, why wouldn’t you want to engage with them as they’ve revealed themselves to us rather than try pigeonholing them into something we think they should be?

Do I still need to think about cultural appropriation?


Do I still need to be initiated into things?

If initiation is part of the tradition you’re choosing to engage in, then yes.  Hanging out with Santeros, for example, does not make me a Santera myself, nor does it mean I have access to the mysteries of the tradition.  I would still need to undergo the same training and rites that every other Santero in this tradition has had to do.  As it is, I’m perfectly happy just being an invited guest.  Going back to my Big House of Faith metaphor, some rooms have more locked cupboards and drawers than others: initiations are the means by which you earn the keys to unlock them.  There’s actually a lot to be said about initiations, but that should probably be saved for another post.

Here are the “multifaith practice” tag, the resource blog @thepaganstudygroupresourcepage, and our collected links on various traditions and kinds of information.

Now that I’ve talked at great length - do my fellow mods who practice multiple traditions have their own experiences that they’d like to share?

- mountain hound

I don’t have much to add since I think MH covered a lot of the main points. As for my own experiences, you need to know that your discernment may still mean fuck all. If their myths and legends paint them as never getting along (for example, Korean deities versus Greek, though there aren’t any actual myths about that) it’s very fair to assume that if your UPG is that they get along swimmingly and don’t mind you mixing up the two traditions, you’re probably skewing something here. 

Like MH, I make sure to keep my Kemetic shrine in its own space and my Mugyo shrine in its own space. Keep in mind that each tradition may have particular regulations and rules that simply cannot be mixed. Forcing it together is an amalgamation and has a very high risk of offending the gods of both pantheons.

Being properly initiated is a huge deal. No matter what you read or watch as an outsider or fringe-member, you’re kept in the dark about specific hows and whys to the things we do inside the tradition. You’re always going to be missing something, some key information. So if you are able to get initiated into the tradition that you’re vetted for, you should do so.

- trueriptide

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(read this, if you ever feel bad about yourself)

I think that everyone’s definition of the word “perfect” is different, but all the same too. It is this unattainable goal we’ve all provided for ourselves, subconsciously knowing we will never reach it.

But let me tell you something: YOU ARE PERFECT.

You are beautiful.

Stop comparing yourself to models and celebrities. Stop comparing yourself to people in manipulated photos and highly edited pictures. You are beautiful.

Stop putting yourself down. You are not the awful words people call you. You are not less than her. You are not less than him. You are not the number on the scale that you’ll never be satisfied with. You are beautiful.

You are the ambitions that drive you. You are the dreams & goals you’ve set. You are the wild thoughts that you think, and the things that make you wonder. You are beautiful and desirable not for the people you hang out with, but for the spark of beautiful life within you that compels you to live a happy & meaningful life. You are beautiful.

You are made up of nothing more than you, and trust me when I tell you that that’s more than enough. You are a unique human with an amazing combination of thoughts, emotions, feelings, and desires. You are allowed to feel sad, angry, happy, and a little bit crazy if you want. And you don’t need an explanation for displaying any of it because you are human. You are human, and you are beautiful.

So, look past the mirror. Look past all the insecurities you have. Look past everything you think is wrong about yourself, because there’s nothing wrong. You are beautiful.

You are beautiful and you are perfect. You will never truly understand how much, until you understand your worth; until you understand how valuable you are.

If you aren’t happy then make yourself happy because you are good enough. You are worth everyone’s time. You are worth seeking help. You are worth getting better. You are worth being happy.

If you aren’t happy, then do something about it. Focus on you and believe in yourself. Don’t sit around and expect things to get better if you aren’t willing to do something about it.






Couples challenge Part 1

You were a Youtuber before you met Josh and Tyler. Your channel was a little bit of a lot. You did makeup, DIYs, challenges, and covers of your favorite songs. One of the songs being Truce by twenty one pilots.
3 years ago just after posting the video your twitter blew up with your fans saying that Tyler Joseph tweeted a link to your video. You looked in your twitter inbox to see that Tyler and you guys became friends.
Fast forward 3 years to where you are now. In your apartment with your boyfriend Josh of 2 and ½ years and your best friends Jenna and Tyler. You were setting up your camera in your living room to make a couples tag with them.
Earlier that day you tweeted you fans asking them to ask you guys some questions. You each chose 3 to answer.
You: “What’s up guys. It’s me Y/N and as you can tell I’m not in my normal filming area. Yes that’s because today I’ll be making the very requested video. The couples challenge.” with that Josh, Tyler, and Jenna sat down with you on the big couch. “Thanks for doing this guys, my viewer really wanted to see this.”
Josh: “No problem Y/N anything for you.”
You: “I was saying thanks to Jenna and Tyler babe. You were doing this with me no matter what.” Tyler and Jenna laughed at you sass while Josh put on an offended face and them kissed you.
You: “Okay so here’s what we’re doing. Everyone has 3 questions they picked off of twitter that you guys wanted to know about our friendships and relationships. Once this video is up I’ll be posting a twitter poll and you can go and vote on who’s your favorite couple. If Josh and I win then Tyler and Jenna have to get a tattoo of Josh and I’s choice and vise versa. So what do you say we get started? Jenna let’s start with you question first.”
Jenna: “Okay so my question is were Jenna and Y/N fans of twenty one pilots before meeting them or did they not know who they were? Well I can say for myself that I didn’t know who they were but once I heard them they were amazing and I fell in love with the music and Tyler.”
You: “Well I heard of a few of their songs through a friend, but I wasn’t a fan at first. Don’t get me wrong the music was and is great I just wasn’t into it right away. But then I did the cover to Truce and Tyler reached out to me saying he wanted to meet me, now look where we are.” You answered the question with a huge smile on your face thinking back to how your friendship with the 3 of them was the best thing ever.
Tyler: “Well I couldn’t help but meet you. Your voice was so amazing, plus Josh couldn’t get his eyes off of the video of you. I even caught him in his bunk watching all of your videos. He was your biggest fan.” Josh began to blush slightly.
Tyler: “Okay my question was how do all of you get along on such a small bus for months at a time? Honestly we’re like best friends. We only ever really fight about if we should get Taco Bell or Chipotle.”
We all laughed realizing how true it was.
Josh: “this question was interesting. What is your favorite song of twenty one pilots’ does live? Mine is probably trees because I love getting to interact with the people in the pit at our shows. Y/N has never told me what her favorite one is so that’s why I chose this question.”
You: “I honestly can’t really choose but I really like Holding on to you because i know every word to that one.”
Tyler: “She’s not kidding, I think she knows it better than me. My favorite is constantly changing but I’m not really looking to get a tattoo that Y/N and Josh pick out so I’m going to say Tear in my Heart because I wrote if for Jenna. Because we’re the better couple. Vote for us.”
Jenna: “My favorite is truce because it reminds me of what brought Y/N here in the first place.” You smiled towards her. She was so sweet and you guys were like sisters.
You: “Next question is when are Josh and Y/N getting married?” You looked at Josh who smiled and then looked into the camera again.
Josh: “Well since everyone is asking I think it’s time we tell them…… we’re not getting married yet. Not until Tyler and Jenna have a baby.”
Jenna: “Woah slow down there Josh we just got married not even 3 months ago. My next question is kind of personal but I couldn’t stop laughing at it. Y/N and Jenna what were your thoughts when you saw your your men pantless in front of people at the Grammy’s. I didn’t know it was even happening until I heard Tyler unzipping his pants as nominations were being called and when they were up there Y/N and I kept laughing at them and people’s reaction to them”
You: “yeah I had no idea about it until Josh was stumbling to get the pants off in the aisle. Jenna and I were trying so hard to pay attention to the speech but it was way to hard to focus on the words when all I could see what Tyler’s name on my boyfriend’s leg.”
Josh: “I kept looking at Y/N and she was practically falling out of her seat ad later her grandmother called to congratulate us and asked about my tattoo.”
You all laughed looking back on that night. It was the best night you had in a long time with the 3 of them.
Tyler: “Who has Josh and I met that has made you jealous?”
You: “Easy Brendon Urie. I’ve love him for so long and when me and Josh started dating he sent me pictures of them hanging out to rub it in my face and I’ve hated Josh ever since then.” You lightly punched Josh in the arm while you joked around.
Jenna: “Tyler met Y/N before I got to meet her, that made me kind of jealous because I watched her before they even knew about her.”
Josh: “Have you ever read any fanfiction about twenty one pilots? I mean since me and Tyler write most of it yes.” Josh and Tyler joked “No seriously I haven’t, because it scares me what fans actually think were like when we’re not performing.”
Tyler: “I agree some people can go pretty crazy while writing them and some people have a talent for writing so I’m not judging them but seriously calm down guys.”
Jenna: “Oh yeah you guys definitely don’t want to read it. It gets pretty intense sometimes. Y/N and I read it sometimes while we’re at home and you’re on tour. Some of them make you want to cry and others are just psychotic.”
You: “What is one thing you hate that me and Jenna do while we’re on tour with you?”
Josh: “Not that I hate that you two get along so well but you guys hang out more than you hang out with us sometimes.”
Tyler: “True. Sometimes I think you stole my girl from me Y/N.”
You: “Well it’s out now me and Jenna are leaving you for each other bye.” You and Jenna both stood from the couch for a second before sitting back down and laughing with Tyler and Josh.
Jenna: “If you had to describe your girlfriend/boyfriend in one word what would it be?”
Tyler: “Dime-piece wife.”
Jenna: “Tyler that’s more than one word.”
Tyler: “Not if you say it fast.”
You laughed at the two quietly as you thought about how to describe Josh.
Jenna: “Tyler is adorable, he’s like a little kid. That’s another reason we can’t have kids right now. I have to raise Tyler first. Y/N what about Josh?”
You: “Oh god, in one word i have to describe this man.This is tough. How do you describe something you love so much in just one word. I guess Josh is Jishwa. It’s a term not many know the definition to. It means hot, kind, loving, funny, and you have to be Joshua William Dun in order to be called a Jishwa.”
Josh: “Well Y/N is hilarious. She just exaggerated her response to try to persuade you guys in picking us as the better couple.”
Tyler: “So my last question is would you ever have Y/N join you to sing on stage? I’ve offered once before but she said if I ever made her do it she would skin me alive. That’s gone side of her you guys never see. She can be really intimidating, I know she was kidding but still she scares me sometimes.” Josh and Jenna were laughing and you glared at Tyler.
Josh: “It’s good to know that my girlfriend scares people. Okay this question was good if your house was on fire and you could only grab 3 things what would they be? I would grab Y/N, because she’s always with me, Tyler if he’s in my house, and Jenna if she was there too. But if they weren’t there it would be Y/N, Y/N’s camera, and her tripod. She couldn’t live without making videos.”
You: “Good choices. I would grab my blanket, Josh’s drums which would be unrealistic but I’m still trying to win you guys over for that vote, and probably a box of cereal because Josh and I are always hungry.”
Jenna: “I would grab realistic stuff like my phone, shoes, and a jacket.”
Tyler: “my ukulele, Jenna, and my piano.”
You: “This is the last question for this video are you ready? What is your favorite thing on tour to do with everyone? After concerts we get food a lot of the times from these amazing places that fans recommended to us.”
Tyler: “I like the show.”
Josh: “Wow Tyler. I like being able to hang out with Y/N all the time. Especially when she gets hyper and just wants to be like a kid and run around.”
Jenna: “She gets that way sometimes. It’s like someone give her too much sugar and she can run a marathon. I like when Y/N and I get to go shopping and have time away from these annoying people.” She gestured towards Josh and Tyler.
You: “Okay that’s it for today. I’ll post the poll on twitter for you to vote once I post this video. Thanks for watching and don’t forget to like, subscribe, and leave a comment down below. I’ll see you all next time. BYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.” With that you stopped the camera from filming.
“Well who do you think is going to win?”Jenna asked.
“I don’t know. I mean they love you and Tyler but then everyone love Josh. I guess we’ll have to see. I’m going to start editing the video tonight so it will be up tomorrow. May the best couple win.”

anonymous asked:

I have a question about unrequited love. I've always loved this concept because even though it hurts to go through it and to witness it, it shows us that not everything goes the way you want it to. Not everybody is going to like you the way you want to be liked. And that it's not our fault, it's just life. But how can I get my character to realize and come to terms with the fact that their love interest doesn't like them in a romantic way? Thank you for taking your time😊


They could start taking notice of signs that they try to ignore but can’t push out of their head. Or a friend/other characters points out the signs to the character.

Signs include the love interest-
• gets a SO
• repeatedly calls the character friend zone words (buddy, pal, brother/ sister/mom/etc. figure)
• casually talks with the character about other romantic interests, not caring/thinking if it will affect them in the slightest
• thinks attempts at flirting are really just compliments or jokes
• avoids physical contact beyond things average friends would do
• doesn’t text/call them back or with urgence
• never wants to hang out, or
• doesn’t want to things that could fall under the date umbrella
• doesn’t get them anything for valentine’s day, or anything particularly sentimental for other holidays
• encourages the character to go after other crushes
• sets the character up with other people
• is happy when the character is romantically with other people and nit jealous at all
• treats the character as if they’re never first priority
• doesn’t take notice when the character wears beautiful clothes, amazing makeup, etc to impress them
• says “I love you” jokingly or playfully but not seriously

As for the character coming to terms with unrequited love, sometimes confirmation is the key to acceptance. The character could straight up ask the person and make sure that they don’t share the same feelings. They could tell themselves reassuring things like “If s/he doesn’t love me, then it’s just not meant to be”. They could try rebound SO’s, or try to forget about dating and love altogether. They could take refuge in the knowledge that the person cares about them even if they don’t love them. Some try to villify their unrequited love and convince themself that they’re too awful to love anyway. Others urge an ego boost, telling themselves that they’re too good for their unrequited love.

I hope that helped!

I’m Jealous Of The Way

RequestedRequested: oooooooo your imagines are hella good. Like really i just wish there was more to read : ) could you do imagine where the reader is like in a rock band (Cuz i love rock music) and than like he see’s how the reader is really cool with a bunch of rock bands and gets possessive when the reader where’s revealing things on stage or hangs out with the band members.

I have been so busy with exams!!! So sorry if this was bad I am just stressing. But I love doing this, so request request request and also talk to me!! Want to interact more with you guys!

“Thank you for an amazing night!!” It was the usual routine. Every weekend your band was booked for gigs at small pubs or slightly bigger events and it was great. You had fun playing rock and performing for people. And slowly people were recognising you and your name was getting out to big producers.

“That was sick guys” Your band was a five-man band, including you. It was you and you’re four really good friends. You had grown up with two of them and the rest joined your group after a while. “Nick don’t tell me you got that girl’s number!” Paul the keyboard player laughed at the look on Nick’s face, of course, ha had gotten another girl’s number.
Every minute after a performance was full of a high vibe and everyone was yelling and enjoying themselves. You, however, couldn’t wait to get backstage to your boyfriend who had seen you perform for the first time ever. He had heard you guys practise before in Paul’s basement and heard all of your tracks on your album but never live. He had his own tour to think about of course. but despite it all, he still made time to always text you or call you and say ‘ I saw the videos of you guys, you sound amazing.’ or ‘ It’s so cool what you are doing babe, you look so hot’ But this time he had seen your band perform in person and you were beyond excited to hear his thoughts on it.

“(Y/N)!” Everyone was still screaming and laughing with each other and you didn’t even notice when one of the other rock band’s who was performing tonight approached you. “You were amazing!”

“Thank you guys!” You hugged them and tried to pass them quickly so you could get to where Shawn was sitting, waiting for you. “Wait (Y/N), you look amazing.” It was the lead singer of the other rock band and yeah he was hot, most of the bands who performed here were older than your band and their performance was so intense it just made them hotter, but you really only had eyes for your cute pop-singer. “Thanks, Tom, you look good too.” Your outfit always changed but you stuck to solid dark colours. It fit the tone of your music better than bright and sparkly clothes.

Tonight you were wearing a black cropped top with a very low cleavage and a lace back paired with ripped jeans. Your makeup was as you did for every performance, subtle but always with a black liner. “So how’s it going?” He asked while leaning up against the wall beside you. You really didn’t want to keep having a conversation with him but you didn’t want to be rude either. You kept making small talk while your eyes tried finding him, him who you really wanted to be near right now,  but there was too big of a crowd. “Hey, I was wondering-“ Suddenly Tom had stepped way closer than before and his chest was in your line of sight. You couldn’t see what was happening behind him but what you could see made your chest clench and your heart rate increase.

“What are you doing Tom?” You stepped back only to hit the wall behind you. He just laughed and shook his head. “Nothing, I was just wondering what you were up to later?” His body was hovering above yours now, his one hand leaning on the wall trapping your body closer to his. “I’m.. uh I’m just going to find Shawn and I don’t know.. uh I need to find Shawn now.” It was clear to him or anyone walking by now that your voice was shaking because you were nervous. “Relax (Y/N), I am not gonna hurt you.” If it was even humanly possible he stepped even closer to your body and now both hands and arms were trapping you. His eyes were taking you in like they were savouring every detail of you. They lingered for a long time on your lips and on your chest which was moving in a quick nervous speed.

“I think you’re overstepping now Tom” His hands fell down back by his side and you sighed in relief. However, that was short lived when suddenly he pulled you into him by your hand and kept his one hand really close to your ass. “Am I?” His stupid smirk disgusted you, it was this cocky and confident thing permanently marking him as an asshole in your brain. You raised your hands to push him away and probably yell at his arrogant brain but you never got the chance. Another pair of hands wrapped themselves around your waist and pulled you away from Tom’s grip and into another, but this time you felt safe. You looked behind you to see those brown eyes looking intensely at the douchebag called Tom.

“What the hell were you doing touching her?!” Shawn walked up to him and pushed him back roughly. He kept yelling at him and you were sure that if your bandmates hadn’t rushed to the scene quickly, he would have done more than just push him. 
With great difficulty, they got Shawn away from Tom and closer to you again. “Shawn baby?” You tried making eye contact with him but he was breathing so hard and his one hand kept going through his hair, he was really angry and you knew he was angry at you too. You chose to just take a chance and grabbed his hand and lead him to a quiet room where the performers usually got ready. No one was there though so you locked the door and turned back around to see Shawn pacing back and forth. “Why?”

“Why what Shawn?” He sighed loudly and sat down on the couch finally done with his pacing. You joined him but kept a little distance just in case he wasn’t completely cooled down. “Why were you not pushing him away? Were you enjoying it?” The words seethed out of him as if he was angry, and he was you knew that, but when he looked at you the anger was overshadowed by the hurt. You decided not to yell at him because he was feeling insecure all of the sudden. “Don’t you think I am good enough?”

“Oh Shawn!” You sat closer to him and placed one hand on his shoulder. “You’re more than enough baby, you’re my everything. I was just in shock really, and I was going to push him away when he overstepped but you kind of interrupted that thought.” Your confession didn’t ease him entirely but he had calmed down enough. He took your hand off of his shoulder and held it between his own, his thumb stroking the back of your hand. “Were you jealous?” He shook his head quickly in denial but then after a few seconds he sighed and nodded.

“I wasn’t just jealous, I was jealous of the way that he had this thing with you. You’re both in rock bands and have so much in common, why wouldn’t you chose him over me. And maybe the way that you dressed just made me even more jealous.” You wanted to giggle at his last comment, but you chose to just hug him close. “I love you only you Shawn.” He smiled and kissed your forehead affectionally. The butterflies appeared in your stomach, just as every time he touched you. “You’re mine, just mine.”

#149 - For skamdalised & anonymous x2

Filling the prompts “one where the reader goes on like a hike or something with the band and they’re a bit unfit and you make fun of them and van gets a bit salty and you have to cheer him up?” from @skamdalised, “camping with van and the boys?” and “Cute fluffy summery Van? Like he wants the reader to teach him how to make daisy chains and him getting all frustrated because he can’t do it right and her making him a flower crown and shit” from anonymous x2.

Camilla stood in the middle of the living room with her hands on her hips. Never seeing her so serious, you exchanged a look with Van.

“You want us… to… voluntarily exercise?” Bondy asked, genuinely confused.

“The hike isn’t the point. It’s not even that bad. We’ve done it heaps of times before,” she said.

“Yeah. You and Bob have done. You’re both, like, fit, and stuff,” Benji replied.

“Look. It’s his birthday. He doesn’t want a party or anything, but I think he’d like something. He loves you guys and you only really hang out when it’s about the band and I think this will be fun. We can camp a couple of nights along the trail and the views are amazing. The weather should warm up by then. Please? For Bob?” she asked again.

The proposal was that for Bob’s birthday you’d hike up some mountain and camp. The obvious apprehension the boys felt was that it seemed like a lot of physical exercise for people that smoked multiple packets of cigarettes a day and did not wake up at dawn to go for a run. Cam - Bob’s girlfriend of many years - never asked for much. The fact that she was willing to all but beg was enough to get people on side. She sweetened the deal by saying she’d supply weed, and all girlfriends were invited.

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"We have to hang out over the summer."

During the school year I always feel like I have tons of friends. I talk to dozens of people a day that tell me I’m “hilarious” and “amazing” but once summer comes around no one calls, no one wants to hang out…no one really cares about me. Part of me acts like I don’t really care and it doesn’t matter because I put on the persona of a heartless, emotionless girl but honestly it really fucking hurts to realize that you only have friends because you have to see them five days a week.

Thelma & Louise (Tumour/s update). It’s not a very cheerful one, so it’s all going under a read more. As always, you can block or saviour or blacklist this content via the ‘carotid body paraganglioma’ tag.

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Despite how short my weekend was AND how headachey I was, I just really REALLY want to say THANK YOU SO MUCH to y’all who I met at con this weekend that made it worth my agony getting to Atlanta!

Lots of love to @yorkiepug @beejohnlocked @astudyinsnoggy @vanetti @kimbiablue @librarylock @havetardiswilltimetravel @artfulkindoforder @shutupityby @coloringthegreyscale @hockeybella25 @besina @alexxphoenix42 And the adorable Maggie who just stopped by and said hello (I don’t know who you are on tumblr; please let me know! I would have loved for you to hang out with us! <3) AND I THINK REDPEACOAT BUT I’M GARBAGE AND DON’T REMEMBER AND I KNOW I MISSED so many more people, but y’all really made me feel so amazing! PLEASE LET ME KNOW IF I MISSED YOUR URL!!! I want everyone to know how awesome you are and how trash I am HAHAH! <3

Now, if y’all don’t mind, I’m going to relax the rest of the night, and tomorrow I’ll get back into the normal blog thingies <3 Love you all!