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{PART 19} I Won’t Stop You // Jeon Jungkook, Vampire!AU

Originally posted by jengkook

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Genre: Vampire!AU, Fantasy, Angst, Smut

Summary; Not knowing whether to stay and fight, or run and protect you; Jungkook gets thrown into a world of fear and panic. Meanwhile, Yoongi and Serrena battle for victory in the silent game of war they play;

“How dreadful…to be caught up in a game and have no idea of the rules.”

I update this series every Tuesday evening, 9pm-10pm (UK Time) 

{Part 1} // {Part 18} {Part 19} {Part 20}

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anonymous asked:

do you know of any nice lawlight fics? i love my sons and i want more of them

THIS IS THE ASK OF THE CENTURY!! you guys, there are some INCREDIBLE death note fics out there. we are so lucky to have so many talented writers in this fandom. ok here we go,,,let me see if I can compile a list of my favorites, hold on to your hats everybody:

  • Christmas in July by stereonights. this was the first death note fic I ever read. an absolute treasure. it’s quite short, but i promise it will make your day.
  • The Influenza by Saulie (fantastic oneshot, uni arc. this author has a ton of really good fics. she also writes matt really well, if you like the wammy kids.)
  • Pictures on Skin by shadow_of_quill. This recommendation is coming from someone who generally avoids ‘soulmate mark’ fics and all their variations at all costs, so you know i’m 100% serious. this fic is a masterpiece. Every so often I reread it and am completely floored by just how good it is.
  • speed the collapse by crumbsfiction / @jsuya on tumblr. This one is based on the 2015 drama, but I think it works just fine as gen. Pho is an incredible writer, and this fic in particular destroyed me.

anything by devilinthebox / @princegrisejoie on tumblr

  • Smile of Defeat - E MO TION
  • Water, Water, Water - this is actually my favorite fic of Elise’s. it’s simple and short, but very deceptively so. the sheer amount of subtle characterization is mindblowing. also: i lifted like 90% of my own L headcanons from this fic.
  • i can’t mention elise without drawing your attention to our bodies, possessed by light, and the life and time, which are so good that us mortals hardly deserve them. they’re also quite long, so if you have an afternoon off, get to work. you won’t regret it. bring tissues.

and some more:

  • dreamt of; 3:19 AM by tierfal. so, i like short fics. i like little slice-of-life fics. i must point out the difference between ‘slice of life’ and ‘happy, cheerful, no one is in danger, no one dies’ if we’re talking tierfal, though. two really, really, really good fics. 3:19 is one of my favorite pieces of writing that has ever existed, ever.
  • afterimage by youremyqueen. GOOD LORD!! this fic changed my life. i don’t want to give anything away, but holy shit.
  • also, since we are on the subject, i have written….a few lawlight fics…..check them out if you want…… unfolding of miscalculations, ultramarine, room service at the hotel, the writing on the wall.

Rant time: why not everyone can be vegetarian/vegan, and why you should stop trying to bully them into it.

Rant is below the cut. Warning: long post. Also towards the end I got pretty aggresive because of comments I read online as my research progressed… so for a negative-free day, feel free to ignore my rant. That’s all. I hope y’all have a safe and happy evening!

(also I strive to keep my blog solely focused on fandom and the likes, and avoid drama and negativity, so I’m not going to make this kind of posts into a habit. That’s a singular post, because I got a bit angry about something I saw on another website. That’s all. Otherwise, my blog is to be kept safe and happy and all the likes). 

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Nice Guys Finish Last (Jeff Atkins x Reader)

A/N: Hi, this is my first story! Probably isn’t going to be the best story ever, but it’s a start to many more stories.

Summary: Jeff is a nice guy. He believes that ‘nice guys finish last’ because of you. But you’re just too oblivious to know when someone likes you.


01. Back to School

Y/N P.O.V.

“Y/N, hurry up or you’ll be late!” Your father shouted for you - somewhere in the house. “I know!” You shouted back, going mad because you woke up late and barely had time to get ready.

You snatched your backpack on the way out of your bedroom and ran downstairs. Your father ready to send you off at the open doorway with a lunch bag clutched in his hand.

“Have a good day at school, Kiddo.” He smiled as you took the bag from him. “Please don’t call me that. I’m grown now.” You scowled at the pet name you were given ever since you can remember. “Ha, you’ll always be a kid to me.” He embraced you before letting you step out of the door.

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On this day 34 years ago, someone quite special was born. Now, let me just start out saying that I would never have thought that I would stan (yep gotta use the new hip thing to say now >~< lol) someone so hard before.

Okay, correction. Never thought that Orlando Bloom, first celebrity crush, would be replaced. He was replaced by Russell Crowe. Who was replaced by Richard Armitage. Who was replaced by Tom Hiddleston quite recently.

This man I’m about to talk about is a very close second. Tom is still first but this dork (I’m calling him a dork in a good way cause it is, trust me) is really REALLY close to taking over.

I’ve had a rough patch over these last couple of months. I have told some, very few actually. Others I haven’t, though you can make some guesses and even then it would only be a little bit of what I have gone through. Some I have solved. Others will be solved in the future.

I’m also sure a lot of you don’t even read these birthday wishes (which I’m totally cool with cause they’re my quote-unquote therapy and my way of showing the person that they mean something to me without putting it deep into their faces).

Anyway, 34 years ago, Henry Cavill was born on this day. This guy has played a part in the show The Tudors, is the Man of Steel (real life and in the movies, if you catch my drift), and a huge dork. I mean, he’s a huge dork. His little, not so little, American Akita is named after the Man of Steel himself, Kal-El. Kal for short of course. He apparently “adopted” a bat a while back and named him Ben, after his friend Ben Affleck. At least I won’t be the only person in this world who names animals after real life people ;) coughcough Totally not gonna name a corgi Hiddles >~< coughcough

Henry is mostly known for his Man of Steel part and I will not deny that he fits the part as the Man of Steel for his already kind and gentle heart, but his part in The Man From U.N.C.L.E. was pretty dang good. If he was one of the runners for James Bond against Tom Hiddleston, I don’t know who I would want more. It would be quite the hard decision. The Man From U.N.C.L.E. or The Night Manager???

What I like about him more is he tries his best to avoid drama at all costs. He tries to get along with other actors. On National Superhero Day, he posted on Instagram a picture of him in his Superman costume/shirt (idk on which, honestly looks like the costume but he’s filming MI6 at the moment, don’t ask how I know that okay). Anyway, he posted that picture with the caption:

“Fly your colors today brothers and sisters. It’s National Superhero Day! I personally just want to thank all of you guys and gals for keeping us so entertained and setting such a fantastic example for superhero fans, young and old, around the world.” and tags so many different actors from both the DC world and Marvel world. (Side rant he didn’t tag Tom, but that’s okay).

I have the feeling he didn’t want us or any one else to just wear their favorite superhero shirts, but to also wear the pride of our country. Those soldiers who risk their lives out there to protect us. Now that could just be me feeling things, but he does believe in a cause like that. He runs in marathons to raise money for all kinds of causes. For pete’s sake, he’s a well-known (fairly) actor and doesn’t have an assistant. He takes care of his own social media accounts. He does train with someone, but that was only before his incident. He hurt his knee a few months back. He’s recovered, but even after he as recovered, he’s still training. Still working on movies. He’s trying to show people that if you want to chase your dreams, chase them.

Happy birthday, Henry Cavill!!! Wherever you are, I hope you’re having a beautiful day! Give Kal a big hug! Go get a drink or something! Take a break! It’s your day! ❤ Can’t wait to see Kal-El come back from the dead!!

Me, You, Us- Part One

Originally posted by inter-somniac

Summary: Your family moves around A LOT. New school, new life and new people…

Brett Talbot x Reader

(Y/N)= Your name
(Y/L/N)= Your last name

Requested: YASSSSSS

So I wasn’t sure if this is the kind of thing you had in mind. But hopefully I didn’t disappoint you xx

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CALLOUT FOR  gricvous /  irrxdixtcd  / spencer / marcus

as much as i dislike callouts , there´s a particular mun who has harassing me for a very long time , making me look weak . fueling my anxiety and having the COURAGE to involve my friends / mutuals too . so this is for @brattizen / @axedhearts and all of those who had to bear with such a horrible individual.

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anonymous asked:

IM SO GLAD THAT OTHER PEOPLE ARE REQUESTING BC I DIDNT KNOW IF THEY WERE OPEN BUT THEY ARE SO could you please write a pref where arz (or another girlfriend for lukes) is being really awful to you behind your boyfriend's back and he finds out and defends you?

Thanks for the request, lovely! I hope I did what you were asking for lol. And I just used Calum since you didn’t specify a boy and I’m Cake af.

Also, I just want to put it out there that I don’t really have an opinion on Arzaylea. I don’t hate her, I’m not judging her. Just for the sake of this one shot, she has to seem like a bitch.


“Calum,” you whine. “Do we really have to go?”

He sighs and turns to face you as he finishes putting his shoes on. “I thought you liked the boys?”

You nod. “I do, they’re great. It’s just…” You trail off, not wanting to start any drama between anybody.

You and Calum have been together a little over a year now, and you are extremely supportive of him and the boys. However, lately, you’d been avoiding spending time with them at all costs. Well, not all of them, mostly Luke. It’s not that you don’t like Luke, in fact, you think he’s really sweet and funny. But he’s started dating this girl named Arzaylea who for some reason just hates your guts.

She’s always saying mean things to you behind the boys’ backs, and then acting like an angel to their faces. It’s really annoying because you know that Luke seems to really like her and you don’t want to say anything to him. But she’s getting you to the point where you just don’t want to go to events if she’s going to be there.

Calum notices that you’re lost in thought, so he walks over to you and wraps his arms around your waist, leaning his forehead gently against yours. The physical contact breaks you out of your trance and you glance up at him.

“Why don’t you want to go out with us, (Y/N)? I know there’s a reason. You’ve been skipping out on us a lot lately,” he says, no irritation in his voice at all. He sounds almost worried.

You shrug. “There’s no reason. I just really want to stay home is all.”

He pulls back and opens his big brown eyes as wide as he can, giving you the most adorable puppy dog face you’ve ever seen.

“Please come with me,” he begs. “It’s just one dinner to celebrate the release of the album. It’ll be over before you know it.”

You sigh loudly, diverting your eyes from his before you give into his puppy dog eyes.

“It won’t be the same without you there,” he whines.

You roll your eyes and pat his chest lightly. “You’re lucky you’re cute, Hood,” you say, turning toward the closet to find a dress to wear.

You hear him chuckle from behind you. After a few minutes of debating, you decide to just wear a simple black dress and some black heels. You’re not much of a fashion person, so most of your wardrobe consists of black. It’s the color that goes with everything.

You quickly fix your already-curly hair and touch up the makeup that you’d had on from before and then you and Calum head to the restaurant to meet the others. Calum said that the dinner would be small. It’s just you, the boys, a few crew members that helped out on the album, and Arzaylea.

You two arrive fairly quickly and you’re immediately sat at the table that had been reserved for the event. Michael and Ashton are already here, so you smile and give them each a quick hug and ‘congratulations’ before sitting down next to Calum. Some crew members that you vaguely recognize come in next. Soon every seat at the table is filled except for two: Luke and Arzaylea.

Michael checks his watch for the tenth time. The two of them are always late for everything so this shouldn’t really surprise him anymore. 

“Fucking hell, Luke,” he mumbles. “I’m hungry.”

Ashton laughs at his annoyance. “Drama queen is probably still picking out the right shade of fake tan,” Ashton says quietly, but not so quietly that you don’t hear him.

“You guys don’t like Arzaylea?” You ask, surprised.

They both begin to answer when Luke appears, his hand connected to the ‘drama queen’ as Ashton’d called her. They sit and Luke apologizes for being late. Michael mutters something else under his breath, but even you can’t hear it this time.

The dinner finally gets under way, and it goes fine for the most part. You weren’t left alone with Arzaylea, so she couldn’t be mean to you.

Once everyone had finished their meals, you excuse yourself to go to the restroom and touch up your makeup. You make your way to the back of the restaurant and walk into the deserted bathroom. You glance at yourself in the mirror before pulling some powder out of your purse and opening it up to fix some areas where you’ve gone shiny.

You take no notice of the sound of the door opening and closing behind you, but suddenly you hear a familiar voice and you stop what you’re doing.

“Hey (Y/N),” Arzaylea says, coming to stand in front of the mirror beside you. Her voice is smug.

You just smile and then continue patting your face with the powder.

“Oh honey,” she says, “That dress does nothing for your body. It flattens your boobs and makes your legs look stumpy.”

She looks you up and down, her eyes roaming over every inch of your body. Even though you know that you look good in this dress, you can’t help but let her words get to you a little. You shake it off and try to ignore her, but she keeps talking.

“And don’t even get me started on that powder. It’s like three shades too dark for your skin. You’re starting to look like an Oompa Loompa,” she says, giggling.

You roll your eyes and stuff your powder back into your purse. You turn to look at her and see that she’s just smiling sadistically at you.

“Why can’t you just be nice for once? I’m always so nice to you and all you do is criticize me,” you say.

She just laughs and exits the bathroom without offering any response. You groan and follow behind her. You feel like crying at this point, and you know that you won’t last much longer before the waterworks begin.

You walk over to the table where Calum is sitting but instead of taking your seat, you lean down and whisper in his ear.

“Babe, I’m not feeling well. I think I’m going to call a cab and head home,” you tell him quietly.

He immediately turns to look at you, his worried eyes scanning over your face. “No, babe, let me drive you. We were just about done anyways.”

You shake your head. “No, stay and have some drinks with the boys. I’m fine, really.”

You don’t give him a chance to respond before you lean up and say a quick goodbye to everyone at the table and walk out of the restaurant.

Once you get outside, you start to call a cab, but tears soon begin to blur your vision. You hate this girl for making you feel like this. You don’t even know what you did to make her hate you so much.

You hear the door to the restaurant open and you spin around to see Calum walking toward you. He quickens his pace when he sees the tears in your eyes and immediately pulls you into his arms.

“Babe, what’s going on? What’s wrong?” He asks.

You sniffle, your face pressed against his shirt. You know you’re probably smearing makeup all over him, but you don’t care right now.

“I can’t stand Arzaylea,” you admit quietly.

He laughs slightly, “None of us can, baby. Is that why you’re so upset?”

You shake your head. “She’s just always so mean to me when you guys aren’t around. She insults me and puts me down and I’m so sick of it. That’s why I’ve been skipping events and stuff because I just can’t stand being around her.”

Calum is quiet for a few seconds. “She’s actually mean to you? Like to your face?”

You nod against his chest. He suddenly grabs your hand and starts pulling you back into the restaurant. You struggle weakly against his grasp, but he’s much stronger than you.

“Calum, wait, what are we doing?” You ask.

He’s silent as the two of you walk back toward the table where the rest of them are still sitting. You two stop once you’ve reached it and everyone goes silent when they see the enraged expression on Calum’s face.

Calum looks directly at Arzaylea and she smiles sweetly at him. He rolls his eyes and pulls you against him, wrapping his arm around your shoulder.

“I’m going to need you to stop being such a bitch to (Y/N),” he says, his voice low and angry. “She’s never done anything to you and you have no right to insult her and make her feel like shit.”

Everybody is silent for a few seconds after Calum says this, a look of shock on everyone’s faces. Finally, Luke speaks up.

“What is he talking about?” He asks, looking at Arzaylea.

Her face has gone completely red and she refuses to look back at him.
Calum leads you back out of the restaurant and to you guys’ car. Part of you was wanting to know what Arzaylea was going to say to try and defend herself, but the way that Luke was looking at her makes you think that she might not have much of a chance. 

The ride home is silent, but Calum’s hand never leaves yours. When you get home, the two of you change out of your fancy clothes before settling on the couch. You’re reading a book and he’s on his phone, the two of you still sitting in a comfortable silence.

“Promise you’ll tell me if someone’s ever treating you like that again,” Calum suddenly says, making you lose your place on the page you were reading.

You nod. “I promise. Thank you for sticking up for me.”

“Any time, baby girl. Any time.”

Your SD’s a married man!:  Some Do’s and Don’ts

Let’s set the stage:

You’re new to the game, but you’ve done your homework.  You’re walking into a busy lounge downtown to meet your first POT. The heads you turn as you walk by confirm what you already know: hell yeah, you look good!  And, you’re feeling it!  You recognize your POT at the bar; thankfully, he looks just like his pictures. You are warmed by the smile that spreads across his face as he sees you!  You sit down next to him, your favorite drink already there, waiting for you.  A song by Lana Del Rey is playing.  The lyrics hang between the two of you as you say your hellos:

My pussy tastes like Pepsi-Cola,
My eyes are wide like cherry pies.
I gots a taste for men who’re older
It’s always been, so it’s no surprise.

Ah, he’s in the sky with diamonds and he’s making me crazy (I come alive, alive)
All he wants to do is party with his pretty baby.

Come on, baby, let’s ride
We can escape to the great sunshine.
I know your wife, that she wouldn’t mind
We made it out to the other side
Come on, come on
Come on, come on
Come on, baby.

Oh, he’s such a gentleman! He takes your hand in his and brings it to his lips to apply a light kiss of welcome.  His brown eyes looking into yours melt you instantly, and you know that he is going to be your Sugar Daddy.  And then you see it.  His ring!

You think:  well, this should be interesting!

The reality is that a lot of SDs are married.  Actually, if I were to guess, I would say that most of them are married.  And, if you spend enough time sugaring and are successful at what you do, I dare say that you will have one or more married SDs over the course of your career.

I don’t think that it matters one way or another if your SD is married, divorced, separated, widowed or single; an arrangement is an arrangement.  They all work the same way!  However, having a married SD does poses some interesting and unique challenges for a new SB and my purpose here is to provide some thoughts on that subject!

Avoid Drama

An arrangement is meant to be something discreet.  And, that is especially true if your SD is married.  Therefore, you must protect him from drama at all costs and he must do the same for you!  You definitely don’t want to get a call from his wife some evening and find out, contrary to the lyrics above, that she “definitely minds” that you are fucking her husband!  Lol! And, likewise, he doesn’t want to see your vanilla boyfriend at his office challenging him to a fight or getting a call from your parents asking him just what the hell you are doing with their daughter!

To avoid this, ahhh, unpleasantness, you should have a talk with your SD early in your arrangement to discuss the simple steps each of you should take to avoid drama.  And they include the following (and all of these go both ways!):

  • Both of you should delete the text messages you send each other before the end of the day!  The fact of the matter is, no matter how careful you think you are, at some point someone with no business to do so will get a hold of your phone and go through it.  Make sure you both agree to delete all text messages so that there is nothing to see when that occurs.

  • He should never keep any pics you send him.  Like text messages, he should delete them immediately.  And, no, that doesn’t mean downloading them to his computer in a “super secret folder that nobody will see”!  Delete them.  He doesn’t need “trophies”!  You can always send them again if he has a “favorite” that he likes to see from time to time.

  • Figure out the best way to communicate.  Maybe text messages aren’t the way to go!  You may agree that sending each other emails from specifically created yahoo or gmail accounts is the best way to be discreet. And, even with emails, delete them!  Not just once, but twice!  Yes, go to the “trash bin”, where they will be stored for 30 or more days and delete them permanently!

  • Ask him his preference about whether you can or should wear perfume when you are together.  I know that a good perfume is sexy and smells great and can make a guy go weak in the knees, but, guess what, if your scent is on him when he goes home, you can bet his wife is going to be on your ass before long!  And, for god’s sake, no glitter!  Don’t wear eye shadow or makeup that glitters!  It takes two days and three showers to get that stuff off!!  lol!

  • If you are going to text or call, find out the “no-go times”; i.e., times when he is going to be at home and can’t take calls.  Likewise, if you have roommates or are in a relationship, you should establish “black outs” when the two of you agree not to contact each other.  

  • Before he leaves the hotel room after your rendez vous, check for lipstick smudges on his shirts! Seriously!  I know that sounds cliché, but, my goodness, it does happen, and if he goes home with your lip prints on his shirt, it’s lights out for him!

  • Similarly, don’t leave scratch marks on him, girl!  And if you bite, please don’t break skin or leave a mark!  Think about it!  Those are sure tells! How’s he going to explain those bruises and marks to his wife?  Believe me, I love fun rough sex as much as anybody, but I am always careful never to leave marks on my SB (that won’t fade away before we go our separate ways) ;-)

  • And, finally, remember the motto:  Deny Deny Deny.  If you get “caught” by your parents, your friends, your boyfriend, deny it!  It doesn’t matter how irrefutable the proof is against you; DENY IT and never give up your SD.  Likewise, he should follow this same pledge.  If he goes down, he does so alone!  He should never bring you into the flaming mess!

Out in public

If your married SD is local, you need to have a frank discussion about “going out in public” and whether that is advisable.  Look, professional men tend to have wide social circles, whether they are friends, relatives, acquaintances, colleagues or even friends of all of the above. Yeah, sure, you can pick a place to go that seems out of the way, but there is always a chance that someone you know or he knows will spot you and start to raise questions.  Meeting for lunch ameliorates some of the inherent problems, but dinners and nights out can be problematic!  

  • It may be better to just get a hotel room and hang out there for a couple of hours in the afternoon or evening!  I know, you may be deprived of a good dinner at a fancy restaurant (but there’s always room service for that, eh?) or a night on the town, but look at it this way, you’ll end up spending less time in the room before you go home for the night than if you did if you go out for dinner and drinks before heading back to the room! So, if the guy’s personality ain’t all that keen, you’ll have to spend less time with him!

  • If you do “venture out”, discuss how you will act in public.  Is he up for “public displays of affection” or should the two of you play it cool?  Personally, I don’t need to act like some horny teenager when I am out with my SB, so, I don’t need to have my arms around her or my hand on her ass as we walk down a street.  lol!  Save it for the bedroom!  And, discuss with him how the two of you should handle the glances and stares of other people when they see this older guy with this younger woman? 

  • My personal view is that the best place to spend time in public is when he is on a business trip to a different city and flies you out for the night/couple of days.  In a different city, the “recognition risk” approaches zero, usually, so it is much easier to have a “date experience”.  And, it frees you up to act more like a “couple in love” when you are in a different town.  I just don’t think that it is worth the risk for a married SD to spend a lot of time in public with his SB unless he is out of town. 

  • Here is another “tip” for married SDs out with their SBs:  Don’t bother to take off your ring, dude!  First, to the extent that the two of you draw attention, it will be based on your age difference, not the fact that you are wearing a wedding ring! Second, if you take your ring off, you run a very real risk of losing the damn thing, forgetting it in the room or leaving it somewhere.  How you gonna explain that to the Missus?

These are just some of my thoughts!  And, I think that this is one of those things that you should openly and directly talk about with your SD, especially if he doesn’t have a lot of experience.  Trust me, he may not even realize some of the risks that he potentially faces, so, if you bring them up and make him understand how important it is to be discreet, I’m sure he will appreciate it!

This post is getting overly long, even for my standards, lol, so, I’m going to end it here.  I think this is a subject that may be worth continued discussion, so, if I come up with more topics, I’ll do a part II or III! Also, if you have suggested questions you’d like addressed about this subject, let me know!  

first time meeting yamaguchi and tsukishima

Ok so I’ve mentioned it in passing but I thought I’d just plainly put it out there: I don’t take yamaguchi or tsukishima’s first meeting/practice match very seriously as far as characterizations go. The event itself was important for the plot and it was important on kageyama and hinata’s end, so I don’t hate the scene. But I do think that the way tsukishima and yamaguchi were protrayed was off. And I believe that that’s a culmination of furudate trying to move the plot forward and introduce kageyama’s past in a dramatic but plausible way AND it might also have been because furudate was simply trying out tsukishima and yamaguchi’s characters and hadn’t completely decided what to do with them yet. Furudate actually admitted somewhere that yamaguchi was originally not supposed to make any inpact, he was just tsukishima’s henchman but obviously that changed pretty quickly. So, yeah idk I don’t ignore their introductions but I don’t base my characterizations on it either. Because honestly? Tsukishima at the start of the first year practice match and tsukishima at the end of the match were already kinda different. And yamaguchi was being written to be a sidekick who wasn’t meant to have any importance at that time.

On tsukishima’s end, it wasn’t like something was terribly off. Riling people up, being a private, not liking yamaguchi talking about him, being closed off and careful with new people, being competitive but trying to hide it. These are all things that he still does so I think furudate had a basic idea of who they wanted tsukishima to be. BUT it was more that the intensity was turned up super freaking high. Tsukishima was so aggresive? His teasing was so aggressive and it’s like he didn’t care at all about being rude to upperclassmen at all. And that? Never happens again. Literally by the end of the practice match, he’s already more polite and less agressive. And him being that aggressive or antagonistic, especially to the point of inciting physical violence and being ok with that, never happens again ever. By the time the seijoh practice match rolls around, tsukishima went from ‘100/10 super aggressive and doesn’t care about dealing real damage and starting real ass shit’ to ‘5/10 at best passive sass nerd who tries to avoid actual drama at any and all costs’. And on yamaguchi’s end, he was just basically not given a character. He was meant to be tsukishima’s #1 fan and that was it, he wasn’t meant to make an impact. There isn’t as much to say about how yamaguchi was at the first encounter because there really wasn’t much to him at the first encounter. Again, nothing is super wrong and it’s not like yamaguchi was letting himself be stepped on or like tsukishima was doing any stepping. But yamaguchi’s personality and importance has obviously been changed a bit. Also, their dynamic changed quite a bit rather quickly too. True, even at the first meeting they seemed to be close, but their overall dynamic was off and was presented in a way that’s, again, never seen afterwards.

By the next arc, they’re already changed characters. The next scene they’re in after the first year practice match ends is when tsukishima bumps into a nervous hinata and teases him. And you know what happens? Hinata is like a ghost and the two of them immediately know something is actually wrong and they stop. They’re like wth? And they don’t start anything. And I say they because tsukishima and yamaguchi are already being presented as equals on equal ground. Tsukishima turns to yamaguchi and asks him what that was and yamaguchi responds and they’re confused together. Again, it’s wasn’t like a total 180 from the first time they were introduced, but the two of them (as well as their relationship) were still now slightly different than they were literally one episode ago.

ARMY: Respectful fans of the band Bangtan Sonyeondan. They love the seven members of BTS equally (though perhaps showering particular adoration on their bias) and support all of their many efforts. Their focus is on celebrating the band, creating unity in their fandom, and being excited about the music their boys produce. Precious cinnamon rolls who adore their baes.

ARMY Brats: Disrespectful pseudo-fans of Bangtan Sonyeondan who harass the boys; claim the band would be ‘better’ without certain members; leave rude and annoying comments on the band’s social media; start fan wars; swerve out of their lane to cause drama; literally stalk the band; dehumanize the band; and, bring shame to the name ARMY. To be avoided at all costs.

Born to Die (part three)

Pairing: Dean x reader

Warnings: Language.

Word count: 1,285

Prompt: Imagine Dean and you fighting and he tells you that you should leave.

Author’s note: I’m so happy that you guys are enjoying this series as much as I am enjoying writing it! As always, feedback and requests are always welcome. Don’t be shy, lovelies! c:

(part one) - (part two) - (part four)

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1,500 FOLLOWERS!!!

Wow you guys, that’s amazing!!!  Thank you, I love you all so much you little angels :-D xxx

Thank you to @coolbeautifulbitch for being follower number one thousand five hundred lol! I started this blog back in February just for fun, but since then I’ve met so many amazing people and made such great friends.  

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I wrote some post Hogwarts reunion fluff to celebrate.  1.5K words, no smut, featuring Boyd Holbrook as Draco and Felipe Donatti as Harry <3 

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Fancy Seeing You Here

   Draco was in a wretched mood.  Some days it just seemed a fantasy to think he could ever escape who he used to be, no matter how hard he tried, no matter what he did.  

  He’d worked hard at his final year in school and avoided drama at all costs, only wanting to finish his education and start his life afresh.  The Malfoy name would not be destroyed after hundreds of years just because he and his father had been fool enough to follow a delusional madman. He wanted to run their affairs honestly now, he wanted to build the Malfoy estate up and give back to the community that they had inadvertently helped take so much from.

  So once he graduated, Draco kept his spine straight and his head down, ignoring the dark looks and whispered remarks.  One day they would forget, or at least have the decency to stop openly trying to shame him.

  Today was not that day though.

  He was still shaking as he stalked away from Hogsmead’s main street, into the little winding village where the handful of houses stood.  The elderly lady he’d just encountered had been half his size, and her voice croaking like a toad as she tore into him in the middle of the pavement, waving her walking stick like the sword of Gryffindor.  

  Draco had spluttered and tried to apologise, assuring her that he didn’t know her as tears had run down her crinkled face, but as she’d advanced on him she’d explained that she knew exactly who he was.

  Her granddaughter had been at the Battle of Hogwarts.  She had not come home that day.

  Eventually Draco had just pushed through the crowd to get away, stammering “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry-” but he was pretty sure it had fallen on the wailing woman’s deaf ears.  How could he apologise for something like that?

  He shoved his hands in his pockets and shivered again against the warm sunshine, thankful no one had followed him.  He’d been just as scared as everyone else in that battle, and he’d not even had his own wand to defend himself.  He gripped it now in his pocket and thought of the person who had given it back to him, who had even gone so far as to save his life that day.  

  Thinking of Harry always filled him with a heavy mixture of longing and shame, and he paused to close his eyes and sigh, running his thumb across the wood of his wand. It wasn’t good to remind himself of Harry when he’d just been utterly disgraced in public like that.  He had no defence, the woman was right in everything she had said, all the names she had called him.  He was a fool to think he could ever shake that off and start again.

  He began walking again, half-planning to find a quiet spot to sit and compose himself before he attempted to apparate home, so wasn’t paying attention as he rounded the old church that marked the end of the village.

  “Draco?” a surprised voice said, and he snapped his head up in horror.  

  Of course he had to run into him now, right when he’d been kicked in the gut.

  “Harry,” he stuttered, coming to an abrupt holt and holding onto his satchel strap like it was the only thing anchoring him to the ground.  “I, err…hi?”

  Things had been pretty civil between them since the war.  Harry had stood up for him at his trial after all, even going so far as to testify, and when they’d headed back to school they’d formed a sort of truce that meant they hadn’t fallen out in well over two years.  In fact, he might even go so far as to say they were friends now.

  Not that that was enough for Draco, but he’d come to the sad realisation that nothing would probably ever be enough for him when it came to Harry Potter.

  “Are you alright?” Harry asked, pushing himself off where he’d been leaning on the side of the building.  

  Draco swallowed and gave himself a little shake.  “Yeah, yeah,” he lied.  “I’m fine, just…how are you, what are you doing hiding out here?”

  The question came out a little forceful, but Harry didn’t seem to mind as he smiled and ran his hand through his hair.  “Nothing really,” he said with a shrug.  “Sort of hiding maybe, I’m supposed to be at a book signing.”  He had a white shirt on over a white vest, and it was making his usually golden skin look even more bronzed in the dappled sunlight.  He generally wore a tidy beard these days which Draco had to admit suited him greatly, and he swallowed again desperately trying not to picture what it would be like to press up against that shirt, to card his fingers through that hair and press his lips gently across that stubble…

  He cleared his throat and registered what Harry had said.  “Book signing?”

  Harry rolled his eyes, hands in his trouser pockets as he strolled over to meet Draco.  “Yeah, it’s supposed to be an auto-biography, but Hermione ghost wrote most of it for me god bless her.  Unfortunately she can’t get away with signing hundreds of the blasted things for me as well.”

  Draco found himself laughing along with Harry, and a spark of glorious disbelief shot up his spine.  Harry was chatting to him, like a friend.  “Yeah, that doesn’t sound fun,” he said easily.  Harry was stood only a couple of feet in front of him now, calm and unruffled like they talked all the time.  “How long do you have to suffer it for?”

  Harry considered, tilting his head.  “Only an hour or so, then my publicist normally lets me escape.  Hey,” he added with a grin.  “You don’t fancy hanging around do you, we could get a drink after, or something to eat maybe?”

  Draco stared dumbfounded at him as his heart exploded in his chest.   “I, you – huh?” he said.  Had Harry really just asked him out?  He couldn’t have meant it, he was just being friendly, or he needed someone to help him get out of the book signing.  Yeah, that was more likely, that Draco just happened to be around to offer an excuse to leave.

  Harry rubbed the back of his neck.  “Well, only if you fancy it,” he said lightly, but Draco could have sworn he looked a little crest-fallen.  “I thought it might be nice to catch up?”

  Draco, again, struggled to pull any words out of his throat, but then he finally came to his senses and snapped himself out of it.  “No I’d love to,” he spluttered, unable to help the smile from beaming on his face.  “That, that would be nice.”  Quit while you’re ahead, he warned himself silently.  He couldn’t blow this now.

  Harry’s expression lost its concern in a heartbeat, and he too broke into a wide smile. “Great, that’s, thanks that’s really great.”

  They just sort of stood like that, grinning like goofballs for a few moments before Draco realised what he was doing and laughed a little awkwardly, stepping back and breaking the spell.  

  “I guess I should get going,” Harry said tentatively, looking up at him through long black lashes.  He didn’t always wear glasses these days, and Draco loved how green his eyes were when they weren’t hindered by the reflection on the lenses.   “Do you want to walk back into the village with me?”

  Draco’s stomach flipped and he tried not to gulp.  “Of course,” he said, a smidgen of confidence flooding back through him and he stood up a little taller. 

  They chatted about Harry’s book tour on the winding path back into the high street, and Harry made Draco laugh several times with silly anecdotes about the crazy things fans had done once they’d made it to the front of his queue.  He didn’t miss the way Harry’s fingers graced his arm with a touch as they came to a halt in front of the book shop.  Heat flared through Draco’s skin, and he was sure he didn’t imagine the way Harry licked his lips and glanced at his mouth.  “So,” he said, warily eyeing up the long snake of people stretching from the shop.  “You’ll wait?”

  Draco had waited years for this.  He could stand to hang around a couple more hours.  

  He returned Harry’s gesture, just a little more obviously as he reached over to squeeze Harry’s arm.  “I’ll be at the Three Broomsticks,” he said.  “Do you think you’ll definitely be done by seven?”

  Harry looked at his watch, confused.  “Yeah that’s ages away, I’ll be done by then for sure.”

  Draco beamed, and before he could change his mind, pulled Harry close enough to peck a swift kiss on his cheek.  “Good,” he murmured, ignoring the stifled gasps coming from the crowd.  “You come meet me at the pub when you’re done, and I’ll make dinner reservations for seven o’clock, somewhere nice.”

  Harry blinked as a light blush crept onto his cheeks, and Draco could honestly say he’d never seen a better sight in his life.  “Okay,” he stuttered with a nod.  “Okay it’s a date.”

  “I guess it is,” Draco replied, not quite believing how quickly his day had turned around.  

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anonymous asked:

High School Musical AU

FIVE HEADCANONS HERE WE GO

okay I’ll be honest I’ve thought about this for a little while and I honestly can’t figure out a single pairing that fits the requirements very well, so all of these are going to be variations with different pairings.  saddle up, kids, this is going to be a little weird.

  • AoMomo - literally no one know Aomine could sing.  hell, Aomine didn’t know he could sing.  this is ridiculous.  they never actually get cast in the play because he’s too difficult for the drama teacher to work with and won’t take it seriously.  this is totally fine by him because he gets to play basketball and Momoi gets to crush the competition at the academic decathlon and there’s no conflict from his parents.  once you get past the hilarity of Aomine doing karaoke in a ski resort it’s kind of a boring AU.
  • KagaKuro - so the two of them did the whole ‘karaoke on new years’ thing and then figured they’d never see each other again until, lo and behold, Kagami’s a new student at Kuroko’s high school.  Kuroko does not want to do musical theater under any circumstances, he’d rather spend time in the library after school, but Kise his friends are like “you have to sing together again, it’s destiny” and new kid Kagami just wants to join the basketball team but someone told the drama teacher that he wants to try out for the musical and she won’t stop bothering him about it.  instead of the plot being the two of them desperately trying to figure out how to do the musical together, it’s all their friends desperately trying to set them up by coercing them into doing it.
  • MidoTaka - Midorima can’t fucking sing but he’s the guy who plays piano for the musical and Takao is doing literally anything he can to get one of the leading roles so he can 1) spend more time with Shin-chan, 2) woo Shin-chan with his singing, and 3) get a fantastic nerd boyfriend.  it’s a foolproof plan, or at least it would be if he wasn’t also on the basketball team and under a lot of pressure as the starting point guard.  also he’s got some fierce competition for the part he wants and, to make matters worse, the drama teacher maybe hates him a little?
  • KiKasa - Kasamatsu is the captain of the basketball team and definitely wasn’t counting on anyone finding out that he has a secret passion for music, but he sings karaoke with Kise (the drama department’s shining star) one time and all of a sudden the kid is adamant that Kasamatsu has to play opposite him in the next production.  he’s incredibly stubborn about avoiding the stage at any cost but Kise’s pretty sure he can wear him down.  there are flowers.  and serenades.  the basketball team even gets in on it (kasamatsu is all “et tu brute” but they really, really want to see him sing).  rip Kasamatsu.
  • MomoRiko - they actually work pretty well in this AU?  cool.  Momoi is the basketballl team manager and Riko joins academic decathlon.  Aomine is Chad.  Hyuuga is Taylor.  I honestly haven’t stopped laughing since I started imaging an AU where they have all that crazy sexual tension.  everything works out for the ladies in the end, they star in the musical and smooch and everything is cute.
Being a Member of a Long Running Roleplay: Helpful Tips and Gentle Warnings.

Tell me if this sounds familiar. You’ve recently joined (or worse, created) an incredible roleplay. Everything seems wonderful. Shall we even go so far as to say too good to be true. It has nice graphics, well done bios, friendly roleplayers - a good plot… and yet, suddenly, after sometimes as short as a week or as long as a month or two, activity drops off. Sometimes suddenly, sometimes less so. You feel stagnant, bored with your character and so either you leave or the RP itself dies out.

Now, I don’t know about you but I’ve had this happen to me quite a lot over the years. For some people, this is a good system. It means they get to create new characters every month or so, and try out new things. Which is awesome! Unfortunately, if you’re like me, when this ends up happening instead of feeling excited about moving to the next idea you can’t help but grumble ‘all that character development wasted’ or ‘great, time to make another email and tumblr account - like I don’t already have enough trouble remembering the 25 I already have’ or, probably most irritating of all ‘where the hell am I going to find someone now who writes that well for that one character I love, everything is ruined’.

The following guide will cover:

  • How to create and maintain a successful, long running running roleplay.
  • How to contribute as a member to keep an RP healthy, fun and active.

Now I know what you’re saying. ‘Why the heck should I listen to you Mr. Tommy? Where are your credentials? Do you have a doctorate in advanced roleplaying that we don’t know about?’  Well, I can’t really give a good answer to that I’m afraid besides the fact that while I’m sure very similar lists like this have been done in the past, when I went looking I couldn’t find any, so I decided to create my own. I am currently a member of a roleplay which has been active for over two years, which in tumblr terms is almost unheard of. I’ve also experienced the golden ‘two weeks of activity’ bellcurve, and let me tell you - not a fun experience, so I feel like I can offer some insight into what works and what doesn’t.

This guide will be split into three parts, for convenience sake.

PART ONE: what can you, as a roleplayer, do to keep a RP healthy?

PART TWO: what can you, as a mod, do when starting a RP with the goal of longevity in mind?

PART THREE: what can you do, as a mod, to maintain longevity in an RP?

Under the cut I will be making a make a bullet point list and then breaking each point down separately to show you potential things that can help with keeping a roleplay alive both initially and once it’s starting plot has hit the floor running as a member.

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Lessons in Love 2: Commencement - Chapter Twenty Five

I posted two chapters today so make sure you read Chapter 24 first…

Drinks are flowing and the music is dope.  After hitting a blunt at the house and taking a few shots before heading out I was feeling damn good.  And Yadira looks sogoddamn hot that I want to lay her the fuck out in the middle of the damn dance floor and show everyone what we were doing in the car on the drive over here.  She’s sitting in my lap sipping on a Ciroc and cranberry.  Every time she kissed me I could taste the liquor on her lips.

“Great party, man,” I shouted to Fredo as he approached us.

“Thanks, dog.  I think I need to have a few more drinks, though.” He smiled bright the way he always did.  It didn’t make any fucking sense how he managed to stay single.  Girls love his face and they love that he’s friends with me.

“Having fun, baby girl?” he asked Yadira. She smiled back then squeezed his hand.

“Yes,” she kissed his cheek then took a sip of her cocktail.  “My first party in LA has lived up to my expectations,” she giggled.

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Going Into High School

By: Maria

No matter how confident you are as a person, going into high-school has always been an intimidating, nerve-wracking experience, one that sadly we all have to undergo. There’s something about high-school, about the towering academic responsibilities and expectations, the peer pressure that intensifies, the progressive complexity of all the relationships you engage in at this time, that you simply cannot avoid finding yourself paralyzed by stress and doubt at the mere thought of it. However, as in most things in life, there’s no clear-cut answer or a universal manual on how to successfully go through this experience. As an 11th-grader I don’t pretend that I hold the secret, but hopefully by sharing some of the tips I’ve learnt on the way, through mistakes and misunderstandings, some of your questions will be addressed, leaving you a bit more positive and informed on the matter.

School performance/homework/grades

Undoubtedly one of the most stress-inducing aspects of high-school is grades, as they determine to a great extent your undergraduate studies prospects and are held equally important to most parents’ minds. However, in my opinion, studying is one of the easiest things that you are to tackle with along this path, as there are few external factors involved, apart from your own determination and perseverance. Now I’m not implying that it’s a whatsoever easy and effortless task, but I’m a very good student (I hope that this doesn’t come across as bragging, as i have no such intention) and I normally don’t study more than 2 hours a day. In most cases high-school standards are a lot higher than those of middle-school so be prepared. Even if you haven’t built up the foundations you would have wished for, it’s never too late to make a fresh start. I can sadly confirm that most people fail at school because they have long given up on the very thought of it, don’t be one of them. Get organized by picking up the essential school-supplies (highlighters? binders? post-its?) that will enhance your studying results. Make an effort to do all your homework as soon as it’s been assigned so as you don’t fall behind, left with an exponentially growing body of homework. Pursue extra-credit essays and assignments and always make sure to showcase genuine interest in each class and the teacher. Ask questions-tons of them. Not only are they crucial to not ending up looking at a maths problem as if it were an alien language, but also they are a proof of your participation and eagerness, which are highly praised. Try your best on tests, although you should bare in mind that your grades are a representation of your student image throughout the term. Obviously if you are given the chance to select your classes (lucky!) don’t let your friends interfere by taking up subjects you’ll later regret just because your bestie suggested that you do, in order to be together. Keep in mind a rough estimation of the college/university courses you’d like to follow, and adjust your classes accordingly.

Remember: the most effort you put into your academic performance at this point, the more it’ll pay off in the future :)

Friendships

In my opinion, friendships are one of the most complicated and problematic issues around high-school. While toxic friends are no new territory, it’s much easier to fall pray to them, because around high-school you become more aware and interested in your reputation which is greatly dictated by the people you hang out with. While I understand and share the concern, I’d strongly advice you not to get involved with people who scream “bad news” only to be accepted in a clique. Instead do try to be friendly and easy going with everyone. Engage in as many clubs as possible-and early on. They’re ideal to meet new people, plus you’ll have the opportunity to explore your interests and by the end of the school year you’ll be left with tons of funny stories and memorable experiences to cherish. Parties are also great to get to know people but should be dealt with more precaution. We’ve all heard stories of high-school parties going wrong and, trust me, you really don’t want to make in into them. At any rate, I discovered that the best thing to do is to hang out with lots of different people, get to know them by being a good listener, and befriend as many of your classmates as you can. This way you’ll never find yourself excluded from social activities, stuck spending Saturdays alone. However, the most important thing is to find a group of close friends, the so-called “best friends”. I seriously can’t stress enough how significant that is, having people with whom you’ve genuinely bonded and who will always have your back. Again there’s no success recipe to achieve that, but once you’ve found people whom you click with, invest time and effort in them. At the end, all that you’ll remember from high-school is neither the grade you got on that math test nor your 10-th grade boyfriend; it’s the fun you had and the friendships you’ve built.

Another important thing to bare in mind is to avoid gossip at all costs. Seriously though, if you discuss, you’ll get discussed and that’s all there’s to it, no exceptions. I learned that the hard way. Of course sharing the occasional secret with your best friends is seemingly harmless but there’s no excuse for spreading ugly rumors about anyone. Although you may believe this will enhance your social profile, remember that no one is particularly fond of drama queens. Sometimes you just have to mind your own business, right?

Boy division

Most people would agree that relationships become more serious and complicated in high-school, so brace yourself. Normally, the first step to get yourself in a relationships is to be open and friendly. Don’t expect boys to come running In your yard for your milkshake! You must overcome the Shakespearean misconception that flirting is exclusively a boy thing; it’s certainly not. In a lot of cases you’ll have to be the one to initiate the conversation or to ask for his number. As long as you’re not being aggressive, chance are he will appreciate it. Start hanging out in places where odds have it, you’ll encounter new people, like parties or clubs. As much as I hate to admit it, Facebook (ew!) is also a good place for you talk with your newly acquired “acquaintance”. So what happens after you start dating? Well, it’s supposed to come naturally and you’re to go with the flow. No need to remind you of course the totally mom-like thing not to get pushed into doing things you’ll later regret, right? In my opinion, the greatest flaw in relationships around our age, is that girls (and boys often enough) settle for a lot less than they’re worth of, out of fear of being alone, which only leads to them getting their heart broken. If your boyfriend is unfaithful, disrespectful, abusive, or urging you to do things, hijacking your consent, you must get away from him ASAP. And what if there’s no boy around? I know it sounds totally cliché, but the right guy will arrive. The fact that he hasn’t just yet doesn’t invalidate you as a person, it’s just pure circumstance. Like aforementioned, it’s better to be alone, than to be with someone who doesn’t care and appreciate you. 

Remember: High school years are supposed to be some of the most memorable ones; make them so!

Photographer: Anna

Okay, okay, I need to say a thing.

It’s great that we’ve been getting so much positivity lately, especially from Lana. It’s great, it’s awesome, and we’re all happy because of it. BUT DON’T COMPLAIN THAT JMO ISN’T DOING THE SAME.

These are two very different women. Lana is a natural extrovert, and frankly, it was just a question of time before she started being more openly supportive of SQ. She’s captaining the ship beautifully, in a way that is almost comical (see: “Lana could you sign-” “SWAN QUEEN!” “Um, yes, but…” “LONG LIVE SWAN QUEEN!! SWAN QUEEN 4EVER!!”); the woman has no chill and enjoys being able to give back to her fans in any way she can, regardless of the reaction of the fans her other ship will have. She just does not give any fucks, and will happily chant Swan Queen of given half the chance.

Jen is much more reserved. I don’t know if it’s because she’s less of an imposing figure than Lana, who owns any room by just being in it, but JMo comes across as more fragile almost, and that’s fine. She’s an introvert and isn’t as comfortable being put on the spot. 

They both just want to make all their fans happy, but the way they go about it is very different. While Lana is happy to be openly supportive of any of Regina’s ships, and take any potential drama that comes from that, Jen prefers to not even go there, wanting to avoid drama at all costs. She wants everyone to be happy and not fight, so she refuses to feed the fire. There is no right way. There is no better way (though of course, we all appreciate Lana being SQ af). Just… please stop the JMo (I hesitate to call it hate, because it’s not, but it seems like you guys automatically expect her to be as enthusiastic about it as Lana is, and that’s just not gonna happen, but it doesn’t mean she doesn’t support SQ as well, she just does it in her own way).

hopesforabetterday  asked:

Give me random tips for life. Anything at all.

Learn to love yourself, deeply. Your own love is the best kind you’ll ever come across. Run away from anyone that fucks you over, never go back. Always go forward, don’t live in the past. Cuddle all babies. Pet all dogs. Never take your grandparents for granted. Take up a hobby. Don’t over pluck your eyebrows. Don’t over bleach your hair. If you don’t wanna shave your legs or pits, don’t. Don’t believe that your parents know everything that’s best for you. If you aren’t happy try your best to change what ever it is that makes you feel shitty. Get enough sleep. Try your best to be kind to everyone and in no matter what situation try to act confident even if you aren’t. Avoid drama at all costs. Don’t go out of your way to cause drama or be a bitch to anyone. Exes are an ex for a reason, you deserve more. If you wanna get drunk and kiss a stranger, do it. Don’t bite your nails. Save money. Tell the people you care about how much you care/love them while you can. Don’t ever depend on a person or a relationship to feel happy. Don’t feel insecure about anything you can’t change. If you need to cry, cry. Don’t ever let anyone make you feel like your feelings aren’t valid. Friends come and go, its normal to let friendships slip away. Never keep chasing after someone. Never wear socks with sandals.