but i really needed this after yesterday

Post-Depressive-Episode Bath Spell

A cleansing, purifying, and uplifting spell for the turning point after a depressive episode or I suppose any difficult period of time, when you want to distance yourself from past suffering and invite joy back in. **

you will need:
~ 6-8 handfuls of salt
~ 3-8 drops of eucalyptis oil
~ 8-12 drops of tea tree oil
~ 20-25 drops of sweet orange oil
~ 2-3 drops from a peaceful body of water like a lake, lagoon, or bay (optional)

steps:
~ pour salt onto the bottom of the tub in the shape of this bindrune (a combination of Dagaz/Daybreak and Wunjo/Joy):

You can also draw this bindrune on your wrist for some extra oomph if you like.

~ drop the essential oil into the salt: eucalyptus in the center, tea tree on the outmost corners, and sweet orange along the lines of the middle X, then put the drops of lagoon water in your right palm and sprinkle it over the bindrune

~ run the bathwater nice and hot but not scalding - now is the time to light candles or incense if you like, or any other beginning-of-spell rituals you may have.  maybe put on your favorite music, tv show, or audio book, whatever will make you happy and relaxed during the soaking-in portion of the spell

~ once the salt bindrune is submerged and the tub is about halfway full, stir the salt into the waters with your right hand while focusing on joy and relief and fresh beginnings

~ climb on in and soak for 20-40min.  let go, relax, let yourself really feel happy again after all those days in darkness


It’s always better in my experience to do bath spells right before bed or when you have a chance to nap afterward bc hot salt water can really take it out of ya.  sleep is restorative, too, so embrace it as the after-effects of the spell

Also, you can sub in any citrus-y oil or even zest or juice for the sweet orange oil if you don’t have it; I just happened to have a bottle from my sister, but the idea is to get the citrus element in there

I took the time to do this for myself yesterday afternoon and it was exactly what I needed!!  

**disclaimer: I know you can’t magick yourself out of a depressive episode, this is for when you already feel yourself coming out of it for whatever reason, to sort of help you along with that process

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5.7.17  ♡  31/100 days of productivity

Prom yesterday was boring can I like get a refund for everything I spent on for it. After prom with my friends was really fun though so that makes up for it. And now I need to study again for all my AP exams this week. One more week until senior year is pretty much over! On another note, I’ve been switching between my agenda and two journals because I’m a mess.

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8.10.17 ITS OCTOBER i love October. Its come so fast! Just a couple of photos from the weekend reading foucault’s history of sexuality and watching a computer science kid do some coding in my new bedroom. I love this room so much more than last years but i need to keep decorating! Also the two of us went to night vale live last week! It was so much fun. Its been a really good day today after yesterday being quite hard, but i did something i was really scared of for a long time. I might talk about it in a later post. Hope everyones having a soft and productive day. Xxx Emily

Misdialed Call (Part One)

Summary: After an overall bad day, you call your best friend to rant and to vent. But when you accidentally misdial, you end up talking to a complete stranger. What you don’t know is that this stranger may not be a stranger at all. He may even be the world’s first superhero. (Drabble Series)

Author’s Note: Hey guys. I’m back from my hiatus. I’ve miss you guys so much. I hope to continue writing for a while now that midterms are over and done with. I hope you guys enjoy this series and thank you for everything!
Also, special thanks to Combat Anon for the idea of this series!

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader

Words: 934

Originally posted by ohevansmycaptain

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  • Shownu: I can’t believe I forgot my phone. I hope Changkyun liked his birthday present yesterday. Oh, he called.
  • Phone: You have 17 new messages.
  • Shownu: What?!
  • Phone: Message 1.
  • Changkyun: Hey Shownu, thanks for the Bazinga t-shirt it's… great. I was just calling because I might need a ride later tonight. Hyungwon can’t drive and I ran Jooheon’s Mazda into that ditch after we watched Fast Five on Netflix together.
  • Jooheon: You still owe me for that.
  • Changkyun: Yeah, yeah, I got you, I got you. Mazdas are really flammable, did you know that? I didn’t know that. Well, I do now.. but anyway I’ll call you later if we need a pick up from the show, alright?
  • Hyungwon: [Snoring]
  • Changkyun: Woo! Hyungwon, you’re up! Peace, Shownu!
  • Phone: End of Message.
  • Shownu: I’m not listening to all of these.
  • [skips to the last message]
  • Phone: Message 17.
  • Changkyun: Oh my god is he dead? Why did you put him in the car?
  • Hyungwon: It’s Minhyuk, you idiot! Just shut up and keep driving to the hospital!
  • Jooheon: Changkyun, when are we getting to Chuck E Cheese?
  • Changkyun: Jooheon, shut up! Shownu, please pick up the phone! We are in so much trouble! The Iggy Azalea show went south, so we decided to make our own, but… Oh man, oh man, pick up your stupid phone! Shownu, go to my desk, open the dark drawer and burn everything inside! But hold your breath while you do it! Use that stupid t-shirt you got me to help the fire, you gotta do this, Shownu!
  • Hyungwon: Changkyun, eyes on the road!
  • Jooheon: Truck!
  • All: [Screaming]
  • Phone: End of message.
PROBLEMS
  • Germany: I can’t believe I forgot my phone. I hope Prussia liked his birthday present yesterday. Oh, he called.
  • Phone: You have 17 new messages.
  • Germany: What?!
  • Phone: Message 1.
  • Prussia: Hey West, thanks for the Bazinga t-shirt it's… great. I was just calling because I might need a ride later tonight. Alfred can’t drive and I ran Ivan’s Mazda into that ditch after we watched Fast Five on Netflix together.
  • Russia: You still owe me for that.
  • Prussia: Yeah, yeah, I know, I know. Mazdas are really flammable, did you know that? I didn’t know that. Well, I do now.. but anyway I’ll call you later if we need a pick up from the show, alright?
  • America: *snoring*
  • Prussia: Alfred, you're up! Talk to you later West!
  • Phone: End of Message.
  • Germany: I’m not listening to all of these. *skips to the last message*
  • Phone: Message 17.
  • Prussia: Oh my god is he dead? Why did you put him in the car?
  • Russia: It’s Alfred, you idiot! Just shut up and keep driving to the hospital!
  • Denmark: Gil, when are we getting to Chuck E Cheese?
  • Prussia: Mathias, shut up! Ludwig, please pick up the phone! We are in so much trouble! The show went south, so we decided to make our own, but… Oh man, oh man, pick up your stupid phone! Germany, go to my desk, open the dark drawer and burn everything inside! But hold your breath while you do it! Use that stupid t-shirt you got me to help the fire, you gotta do this, West!
  • Russia: Gilbert, eyes on the road!
  • Denmark: Truck!
  • All: *Screaming*
  • Phone: End of message.
Three’s a Crowd (Part 13)

Originally posted by w-t-f-yes

Member: Taehyung x Reader x Yoongi

Type: Poly Au, Angst, Fluff, Smut

Part 1. Part 2. Part 3. Part 4. Part 5. Part 6. Part 7. Part 8. Part 9.Part 10. Part 11. Part 12. Part 13.

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  • Mingyu: I can’t believe I forgot my phone. I hope The8 liked his birthday present yesterday. Oh, he called.
  • Phone: You have 17 new messages.
  • Mingyu: What?!
  • Phone: Message 1.
  • The8: Hey Mingyu, thanks for the Bazinga t-shirt it's… great. I was just calling because I might need a ride later tonight. Vernon can’t drive and I ran DK's Mazda into that ditch after we watched Fast Five on Netflix together.
  • DK: You still owe me for that.
  • The8: Yeah, yeah, I got you, I got you. Mazdas are really flammable, did you know that? I didn’t know that. Well, I do now.. but anyway I’ll call you later if we need a pick up from the show, alright?
  • Vernon: *Snoring*
  • The8: Woo! Vernon, you’re up! Peace, Mingyu!
  • Phone: End of Message.
  • Mingyu: I’m not listening to all of these.
  • [Skips to the last message]
  • Phone: Message 17.
  • The8: Oh my god is he dead? Why did you put him in the car?
  • DK: It’s Seungkwan, you idiot! Just shut up and keep driving to the hospital!
  • Dino: The8, when are we getting to Chuck E Cheese?
  • The8: Dino, shut up! Mingyu, please pick up the phone! We are in so much trouble! The Iggy Azalea show went south, so we decided to make our own, but… Oh man, oh man, pick up your stupid phone! Mingyu, go to my desk, open the dark drawer and burn everything inside! But hold your breath while you do it! Use that stupid t-shirt you got me to help the fire, you gotta do this, Mingyu!
  • DK: The8, eyes on the road!
  • Vernon: Truck!
  • All: *Screaming*
  • Phone: End of message.

I know I post weight loss shit all the time but I have such a hard time believing that I’ve made progress, or feeling better about my body (shoutout to gender dysphoria), so I really need these before and after pics to prove to myself that I am making progress and that I am healthier. So sorry for the spam, I’m just proud of myself 🙏🏼💪🏼 left pic is April 2016, 175ish lbs. right pic is was yesterday, March 2017, 135 lbs. This was all thanks to intermittent fasting (the warrior diet, water fasting), elimination of gluten, and a general focus on healthy eating, smarter portion sizes, and smaller eating windows. If I can do it, so can you

How To File A Complaint with the CW

So, I got some asks and submission about this yesterday after my rant about the Bucklemming episode. I have returned with information for those of you who wish to complain like me.

Snail Mail:
The CW Television Network
3300 W. Olive Avenue, Burbank, CA 91505
Email:
feedback@CWTV.com

There are also addresses for local CW stations in most cities, but I’m not sure sending letters to them would have any impact, as they don’t really impact what programming happens. Please consider this option as the network doesn’t necessarily read your tagged tweets or Tumblr complaints. We need to contact them directly at their office if we have any hope of righting the wrongs done to the show.

In your letters, I suggest directing complaints to Robert Singer, Brad Buckner, and Eugenie Ross-Leming.

I do not suggest writing a novel for your complaint, either. They won’t read it. Be succinct, direct, and polite. Treat it like a business letter. Send lots of complaints. Get everyone you know to send complaints. And keep sending them as often as you can until we get answers. If you’d like help, here’s an example of the complaint I wrote. Feel free to use and modify it at your discretion:

I am writing to express my dissatisfaction with how the producers and writers of Supernatural, most specifically the writing duo Brad Buckner and Eugenie Ross-Leming, are handling the show. Many long-time fans, such as myself, are becoming increasingly disgusted with how these two writers are, frankly, interfering with the show’s success. Buckner and Ross-Leming continually pen offensive themes such as needless rape mentions and female degradation and call it “plot.” They have also gone as far as to kill off beloved characters for no discernible reason. Examples include Kevin (POC), Charlie (LGBTQ+), and most recently Eileen (deaf). A large portion of the fandom finds these actions to be harmful to the show as a whole. We are aware that Supernatural is a horror show, and also that character death is a given. However, these characters are important for minorities and those of us who identify with their strength and dignity. Buckner and Ross-Leming not only consistently undermine the fans and the characters, they disregard fan concerns and take pleasure in angering us. For such a prolific show, writers should do better than this. I am not suggesting that fans should have creative control over a show, but that the writers should understand the show and its important themes and characters. Buckner and Ross-Leming most certainly do not. A show such as Supernatural should not have to succeed in spite of its writers, but in the case of  Buckner and Ross-Leming, that is exactly what it’s doing. Viewership numbers, episode rankings, and social media trends support the claim that Buckner and Ross-Leming are negatively impacting an otherwise fantastic show. Therefore, it seems reasonable that they should be replaced by writers who understand and love the show as much as the rest of the crew. Please consider this going forward. Supernatural is a TV phenomenon that deserves better than what it’s getting from two writers who appear determined to ruin it.

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3/08/16 | after buying a b5 notebook and gel pens from muji yesterday I decided to start writing out weekly spreads to help me see what I need to get done for the week. Despite it being the summer holidays I still have numerous things to do for school so I’ve decided to dedicate this week to ticking these tasks off my list! I think these weekly plans will really help me manage my time efficiently. ps yes that is a left handed ruler!!! I didn’t know they existed until yesterday & it’s now my favourite ruler!!

  • Jinjin: I can’t believe I forgot my phone. I hope Moonbin liked his birthday present yesterday. Oh, he called.
  • Phone: You have 17 new messages.
  • Jinjin: What?!
  • Phone: Message 1.
  • Moonbin: Hey Jinjin, thanks for the Bazinga t-shirt it's… great. I was just calling because I might need a ride later tonight. Rocky can’t drive and I ran Eunwoo's Mazda into that ditch after we watched Fast Five on Netflix together.
  • Eunwoo: You still owe me for that.
  • Moonbin: Yeah, yeah, I got you, I got you. Mazdas are really flammable, did you know that? I didn’t know that. Well, I do now.. but anyway I’ll call you later if we need a pick up from the show, alright?
  • Rocky: [Snoring]
  • Moonbin: Woo! Rocky, you’re up! Peace, Jinjin!
  • Phone: End of Message.
  • Jinjin: I’m not listening to all of these.
  • [skips to the last message]
  • Phone: Message 17.
  • Moonbin: Oh my god is he dead? Why did you put him in the car?
  • Eunwoo: It’s MJ, you idiot! Just shut up and keep driving to the hospital!
  • Sanha: Moonbin, when are we getting to Chuck E Cheese?
  • Moonbin: Sanha, shut up! Jinjin, please pick up the phone! We are in so much trouble! The Iggy Azalea show went south, so we decided to make our own, but… Oh man, oh man, pick up your stupid phone! Jinjin, go to my desk, open the dark drawer and burn everything inside! But hold your breath while you do it! Use that stupid t-shirt you got me to help the fire, you gotta do this, Jinjin!
  • Eunwoo: Moonbin, eyes on the road!
  • Rocky: Truck!
  • All: [Screaming]
  • Phone: End of message.
Study break

Summary: The reader helps Brett with schoolwork, but when you two decided to take a break it leads to something different…

pairing: Brett Talbot x reader

warning: smut

Originally posted by wonderlandgirlforever


Books were spread all over your table, you furrowed your brows and scribbled something onto a paper, after looking  up to your boyfriend Brett who wasn’t following anymore.

“Did you get it?” You asked worried while you handed him the paper.

“Y/n can I have a break pleaseee.” His fingers massaging his temples after giving you a tired look.
 
“No, if your not passing the test tomorrow, you’re not allowed to play in any upcoming lacrosse games, because your grades aren’t that good babe.”

“I know but who needs all of this, I mean that’s stupid I barely remember what I ate yesterday. So how should I remember all of this?”

“Also we have to get this project done till thursday, so there’s a lot of work to do, but we will get through this.”
You ensured him with a smile and pecked his cheek. A smug smirk was resting on his face while his eyes studied your face. In order for you to feel his figure standing behind you.
 
“You should really focus on the work, instead of me.”

Brett hummed in respond after gently placing on of his hands onto your shoulder, while the other one  helped him to move your hair to the side. Giving him perfect access to your bare neck, the goosebumps already started to rise because of his touch. Although you didn’t want him to distract you, it felt good..

“Are you sure that we don’t deserve a break?” He whispered, letting his breath slightly tickle your ears. Your sighed in respond, turned around and pushed the chair to the side, so that you were facing him now. Brett scanned your figure and waited for your next move, his eyes followed one of your hands while you placed it behind his neck. His skin was already burning.

 "I know what you are trying to do here..“ You mumbled, while the cheeky smirk on his face never faded.  ”… and it’s not going to work, I guarantee you.“

“Well…” He replied as he leaned in closer, so that your lips almost touched. “…we will see.”

Brett’s eyes were filled with lust, it indeed did take  all of his strength to not already rip all of your clothes off, but you couldn’t resist him and he was fully aware of that.
So you shoved him playfully away and stripped of your shirt, leaving yourself only in your bra, Brett watched you observantly, with a sinful smile on his face, as he softly bit onto his bottom lip, imagining the things he would like to do to you. His hands reached out for you and pressed your bodys back together. Igniting the heat between you two. Suprised by his actions a small screech escaped from your lips. Your heart started to race more than ever and one thing was for sure; in that moment you knew, that he had won the control over you.

“I told you it’s not going to work.” Brett stated proudly, his fingers brushed along your waist, down to your butt, you inhaled sharply as he gave you gently squeeze. Your body was burning and you felt how the adrenaline was rushing through your blood. There was nothing in that moment that you craved more than him…

His nose brushed along your neck as he inhaled your scent, your arousal was driving him insane.

You couldn’t wait any longer and hiked up his shirt and got rid of it in seconds, revealing his toned upper body.
“Are we a little bit rough today?” He asked and placed a kiss onto your forhead.

You laughed and gave im a tender kiss, your hands found themselves on his inner thigh as you felt how his muscles tensed for a second. You carefully rubbed him through his pants as his mouth slightly parted. Aplying pressure on the parts, where he needed you the most.

“Don’t understimate me, Talbot.”

 His lips fomed into a curve after he started to place sloppy kisses on your chest, while you gently got a hold of his soft hair. Trying to enjoy the pleasure that was already building up inside of you. His fingers now touching at parts where you wanted to feel him the most, Brett decided that it was enough when he got a hold of your legs, gripping them tightly as you wrapped them around his waist. The feeling of your skin touching was making you crazy, you pressed yourself against him and felt how the bulge was forming up beneath his pants. Your noses slightly brushed as you leaned in for the kiss, gently tugging on his lips with your teeth, sending sparkles down your whole body. Brett moved you back to the table and used one of his hands to shove the the books and papers away, spreading your work all over the floor.

“We don’t need this anymore.” Brett muttered and gave you a wink.
A chuckle left your mouth after he sat you down on the on the brown table, normally you would protest that he threw all of your stuff down but in this moment you couldn’t care less. He placed himself between your legs, shoving your hips together with his errection lightly pressing against your inner thigh. You felt almost intoxicated, your heart pounding more with every touch he made. So you quickly unclasped your bra, as he cupped your red cheeks with his hands, trying to stop his desire for you by crashing your lips together. By getting more rough with every kiss.

“You are so perfect.” He stated after easily helping you out of your jeans, throwing them across the room.

“Good thing, that my parents aren’t around.” You breathed out as your hands wandered to his pants, after unbuckling his belt and getting rid of them finally.
He smiled and took his time to place kisses on every part of your burning skin, maybe more time that you wanted him to take.

“You’re on birth control right?”

You nodded as he leaned down, pressing your forheads together. Brett looked into your eyes with a smile, making sure that you were comfortable. You took a deep breath, the room was filled with a mixture of sweat and lust.

It was driving you insane.

He gave you a ensuring look and waited for your permission, you smiled after he gently entered you with his length, your body was quivering in respond while the pleasure was again building up inside of you. You moved your a little bit, trying to adjust the size that was now inside of you. He started with slow thrust, as moans escaped from both of your mouths. He placed a few kisses on your neck, sucking slighty on the thin skin until it turned purple.
“God damn Y/n.”

Him moaning your name sounded so  holy in your ears, your bodys drowned in ecstasy as he increased his pace. You got a hold of his shoulders, kissing him between any other thrust. He used one of his hands to apply some pressure on to your chore, making you almost losing it. Everything felt so good, every kiss, every touch was so passionate. In that moment it felt like the time only slowed down for you two. Brett exhaled heavily and made sure to leave more hickeys on every part of your body to show everyone that you were his and so did you. Your fingers got lost in his hair, caused by the knot that was growing in your abdomen. He moved faster causing both of you to almost lose it, the table was shaking, it indeed would break in a matter of time if you kept going like this. He dipped his hips deeper as you two leaned in for a last kiss, knowing that you both were very close. It felt like the world stopped spinning as you reached your climax, igniting the lust inside of you, the room was filled with moans and cursing, as waves of pleasure hit your bodys.

The blood buzzed in your ears as you felt Brett’s exhausted body on top of yours, he breathed heavily but looked very satisfied. After a while you started to get up and threw his boxers at him, which he caught perfectly. Brett’s lips formend into a curve while he looked at you.

“Well I must admit studying isn’t that bad at all.”

“Funny Brett, our project is spread all over the floor now.” You muttered and rolled your eyes at him.

“Yeah I mean now we have a prove that it’s not gravity safe.”

“Who taught you that?”
Your brows furrowed in confusion by the pointlessness of his sentence or more by his stupid but adorable attend to justify his behaviour.

“My beautiful girlfriend.”
You couldn’t help but laugh at his answer after he connected your lips with a kiss again.


A/n: Writing smut is so ankward, I have to cringe at myself so many times lol and to the lovely anon I didn’t forget about your  request! I already wrote the imagine but I’m not really happy about how it turned out, but I’ll try to post it soon! Thanks for your patience!❤

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After reading @oumakokichi ‘s meta yesterday, I couldn’t help think Pre-Killing Games Ouma to be the captain of the ChessClub  >_< The setting is Ouma’s school’s festival. (Bunkasai)

I’m no expert on chess so there are mistakes and I put in SaiOuSai for no particular reason. And DICE members are part of the chess club. I also kinda got lost while drawing this…I really need to practice drawing comics more…


Thank you for reading this. Haha, I love the idea of Ouma as a SHSL Chess Player.

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[ monday | 09.18.2017 ]

어제 교회에 갔다 왔다. 아파서 2주동안 볼수 없는 교회 친구들을 어제 다시 봐서 너무 너무 기뻤다. 교회 친구들이랑 좀 더 놀고 싶고 수다 떨고 싶었는데 할게 있어서 예배 끝나자마자 바로 나갔다. A4 용지를 사려고 1층으로 내려갔다. 근데 내가 원하는 A4용지가 없어서 다른 물건을 샀다. 에휴. 서점에 갈때마다 펜이나 공책 같은 필요 없는 거 항상 산다. 어제도 마찬가지다. 아직 쓰지 않은 공책이 많은데 어제 2권이나 더 샀다. 이런 나쁜 습관을 더 늦기 전에 고쳐야 하는데 어떻게 해야 할지 모르겠다.

I went to church yesterday. I was so happy to see my church friends after not being able to see them for 2 weeks because I was sick. I wanted to stay and have a chat with my church friends but I had something to do so I left church right after the service. I needed to buy some A4 paper so I went down to the 1st floor. But they don’t have the A4 paper that I wanted so I ended up buying something else. Oh dear. Every time I go to the bookstore, I always end up buying things that I don’t really need like pens and notebooks. It was the same yesterday. I have so many notebooks and I haven’t even used them yet but I still bought two more yesterday. I really need to get rid of this bad habit before it gets too late but I don’t know how.

Do you guys also end up buying a notebook or pen or something you don’t really need when you go to bookstores or school supplies stores?

I studied with Talk to Me in Korean’s Everyday Korean Idiomatic Expressions book and these are the notes I wrote yesterday which kinda reminds me of Wanna One’s pink and blue albums. Lol. I studied and stayed up until 1AM.

Supplies used: Limelight notebook, Zebra Mildliners in Mild Pink and Mild Blue, Pilot G-2 0.5mm Gel Pen

지금 듣고 있는 노래: BAP의 Honeymoon 🎶

studygram: @meloncremekr

SugarDaddy!Cal Pt. 8

Okay, okay I know this is long over due and I’m sorry. At first it was cause of school, but then I started binge watching on Netflix all day yesterday, but this is extra long and cute and angsty. Keep in mind that half of this was written at two in the morning after I was done crying from finishing the last episode of 13 reasons why. (Yall needa go watch that shit) I hope you guys enjoy the chapter, y'all know I need 100 notes for part 9 and leave feedback💕

One more thing…Ik it probably doesn’t make sense but I’m gonna pretend like this takes place after like a month from the last time they met.

**WARNING**: Nothing really, just a make out and a small mention of masturbation.


One/ Two/ Three/ Four/Five/Six/Seven/Eight/
Nine/Ten/Eleven/Twelve/Thirteen/Fourteen/Fifteen
Sixteen/ Seventeen/ Eighteen/ Nineteen/Twenty{END}


“Cal, can you not.” You snorted as he tried to squeeze into the tight fitting top you picked out not too long ago.

“I can get in it, I swear.” He grunted while attempting to get the small shirt over his shoulder.

He had took you shopping once again and as always he came into the dressing room with you. This particular time, however, Calum got so bored he decided to try on clothes as well. You didn’t have a problem with that, but he could at least try on something in his size.

“You’re gonna rip it.” You laughed.“ Then you’ll have to buy it just to throw away.”

“I’m going to get in this shirt, Y/N.”

“Oh my God.” You began to laugh harder at his determination, deciding to try on another article of clothing for your sake.“ I think these shorts are gonna make my ass pop.”

“It already pops, Y/N. Your ass is fucking perfect.” He absentmindedly complimented you.

“Take off the shi-”

“I got it!” He yelled once he finally got the top onto his body, throwing his hands up in the air in excitement.

It was quiet as you both heard the sound of fabric tearing. You placed your hand over your mouth to stifle your laughter and Calum’s cheeks slowly flushed pink.

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Falling

Okay so I wanted to bring more to the start of their relationship. So I hope you are enjoying the start of it as much as I am. Also, kind of running low on ideas for this series so if you wanna hmu with some ideas, it would be greatly appreciated. 
Find other Nap Date parts Here!

Since that first ‘date’, they haven’t been able to stop talking. 

He’s on break from tour so he’s just haning out and been a dumb teen with his friends. Also he’s working his hardest to do anything for her, prove to her that he can be the guy she needs. 

She’s a bit apprehensive, with his line of work and the famousness of it all it’s a little scary. If they become official then she’s in the spotlight and she’s not sure if she wants that. 

“I promise to keep you out of it. That’s my work, you’re real. That’s not really me out there, that’s not Shawn. That’s Shawn Mendes, me right here with you, this is Shawn. Let it be Shawn, Y/n’s Shawn.” He pleads.

“Prove it to me, and then we can talk.”

“You love to through me for loops don’t you.” He grins.

So he’s trying to prove it to her. Trying to get her to see that his work won’t affect them, won’t come in between their relationship. 

She’s been around more often, the boys have noticed. Brian, Matt, Geoff even Andrew has noticed. She’s around at parties, concerts, she even showed up at the studio one day. 

They are pretty much a couple, they act like one. He’s over all the time, she’s stealing his jackets, her favorite one his red Magcon one. They kiss and fool around, they just aren’t official, yet. 

He’s out with the boys and he’s glued to his phone, she’s not feeling the greatest and he want’s to go take care of her, but he can’t just up and leave. The boys will for sure question him on it. 

“Shawn, talk to us about you’re girl situation.”

“Um,” He looks up, flushing. 

He looks back down and types her a quick text.

Can I tell the boys you’re my girl?

Sent. 

He bounces his leg and bites his nails as he waits for her response, praying that she’ll say yes. He’s dying to show her off as his, to hold her hand in public and kiss her in front all of the guys that stare at her while their out. 

Read.

He inhales, she’s typing. Why is he so nervous? It’s just her, but that’s the thing. It’s her. She’s different, he can see a future with her, and kissing her is his addiction. She’s his drug and he’s hooked, for life.

I don’t know can you?

Damn her and he fucking witty responses. She’ll be the death of him.

I’m gonna take that as a yes?

He continues with his first message, it’s not even for the response to Brian anymore, it’s for himself. He wants, no scratch that he needs to know if he can finally say that he’s dating her. 

Yeah Shawn, that’s fine.

Holy shit. She actually said yes. Before he even tells anyone, he changes her contact name. Long gone is Cinderella it’s now 

My Girl 

“Shawn? What’s your girl situation?” Brian asks again, when the conversation about who they should set Shawn up with dies down. 

“Um I um, I have one.” He nods, trying to play it off cool, on the inside he’s ready to bolt and go kiss her. 

“You do?” They all question, eyebrows raising, all leaning in. 

“Yeah.” He says, clicking his phone off. 

“Who?”

“Y/n.” 

“Finally asked her out?” Matt asks.

“No, I finally got her to say yes.” He chuckles.

“How many times did you ask?”

“Too many.” 

“Wow.”

“But she’s my girl.” Shawn says shrugging. 

“Is Shawnie falling in love?”

“Shut up.” He pushes Geoff’s shoulder.

Was he? Was he falling in love with her? 

“Sounds like someone’s a little sensitive with that subject.” Matt snickers.

“Fuck off.” He got defensive.

His phone dings. He looks down and swipes over unlocking his phone to see her message.

Shawn?

He looks at his phone confused but types quickly.

Yeah?

He looks back up and joins the conversation, not really paying attention. He waits for his phone to go off with a response, hoping that she isn’t regretting the decision. He’s nervous again, feeling a little sweat on his forehead. 

Can you come over?

He inhales sharply. Does she need him? Or is she going to turn him down again. After he bragged to the boys and everything.

Everything alright?

He tests out the waters, wondering if he can get a hint as to why she wants him to come over.

Yeah, it’s just I made muffins yesterday and their getting stale. Also I’m cold.

He smiles at her message and instantly starts getting ready to leave.

“Hey pop star where are you going?”

“Somewhere much better than here.” He grins, thinking of being with her.

“Where’s that.”

“With my girl.” He says standing, slipping his jacket on. 

“Have fun, use protection.” Brian teases.

“Fuck off.” He slaps the back of his head. 

Shawn rushes to his jeep, speeding to her house. He reaches into the back of his jeep grabbing his red Magcon jacket. 

He goes to her doorstep and knocks on the door.

“It’s open.” She coughs. He walks in, closing and locking the door behind him. “Shawn?” She asks from the little office room.

“Yeah.” He says walking in to find her sitting at her desk, a cup of coffee sitting beside her, her laptop open, and her notes everywhere. She sneezes and rubs her face.

“Bless you.” He chuckles standing behind her.

“Hey.” She smiles looking up at him.

“Hey.” He smiles looking down. He leans down to kiss her, they’ve gotten that comfortable but she pushes his face away. He looks at her confused, eyebrows knitting together.

“I don’t wanna get you sick.”

“Kissing you is worth it.”

“No, you have to record tomorrow.”

“A quick peck?”

“No Shawn.”

“Come on, you finally let me tell the boys you’re mine and I can’t even kiss you to celebrate?”

“Fine, a quick peck.”

“Fine.” He smirks. He leans down again meeting her lips with his own. He holds her face in place, so she can’t push him away, and laughs as she groans. He pulls away and she shakes her head.

“When you get sick don’t blame me.”

“Are those my sweats?” He asks turning her swivel chair so she’s facing him. In one swift movement he picks her up, sitting, then setting her on his lap. 

“Yeah, you left them here.” She shrugs.

“And you’re wearing them?” He asks smirking.

“They’re warm.” She argues. 

“I’ve got something else to keep you warm.” He grins.

“Really?” She asks getting excited. He holds up his jacket and puts it on her head, holding it out so she can slip her arms in. 

“Warm?” He asks.

“So warm.” She snuggles into it. He brings his hand up and rests it on her forehead, testing to see if she has a fever. 

“No fever.” He says.

“Just a head cold.”

“Wanna cuddle and watch a movie?” He asks brushing the hair out of her face. 

“That sounds amazing right now.” She sighs leaning against him.

“Then let’s go.” He says, picking her up. She giggles, protesting the way to the living room. He throws her on the couch, making her laugh harder. “Find a movie.” He says walking out of the room. 

He grabs her fuzzy blanket from her closet. He then grabs her coffee from the office, shutting her computer off, then goes to warm her coffee again. 

When he returns shes searching through Netflix, and smiles as she sees him holding the blanket and coffee.

“Are those my sweats?” She laughs at him. 

“Yeah someone stole mine, so I stole yours.” He says setting her coffee on her coffee table He’s in her grey cropped sweats. They are really cropped for him, stopping halfway down his shin. They’re tight in the waist and make his ass look really good.

“You look good in my sweats.” She says as he sits down next to her.

“Really?” He quirks an eyebrow.

“Yeah, makes your butt look good.” She nods, causing him to snort in laughter. He leans over and kisses her cheek, pulling her to lean on him. He throws the blanket over the both of them and tangles their legs together.

“How much shit did the boys give you?” She asks.

“Not much, I don’t care though. I’d go through anything just to be able to call you mine.”

“Yours.” She smiles to herself. He slips his fingers under her chin, making her look at him. 

“Mine.” He whispers, leaning down to kiss her. She lets him kiss her and she melts into him. 

As she pulls away she clicks play on Greys Anatomy. He watches as she snuggles herself into him and rests her head on his chest. He smiles and knows that yeah, he’s falling for her. Not only is he falling for her, he’s been falling for a while now.

Foreigner {1}

Jackson Wang X Reader

Fluff~Fluff

Word Count: 1,256

Anon asked: OMG! The dating Jackson one was so perf! <3 Could we maybe get a little Jackson fluff? Like maybe you are new to Korea and he’s one of the first people you run into and he’s just super sweet and helpful…or whatever you want!

Summary: You moved to Seoul, Korea only to find out that everything is so different than back home. Seeing you struggle to navigate, a man walks up to you to provide help but soon realizes you’re much more than a confused girl on the sidewalk (✿´‿`)

A/N: First off, I really like this request! Second, I’m in love with this gif. Third, I’ll update the next chapter sometime tomorrow!

(☞゚ヮ゚)☞ Requests open for got7 ☜(゚ヮ゚☜)


Originally posted by kpopeyton

Part 1 ~ Part 2  ~ Part 3


As you walk down the streets of the new community in which you now live in, you find yourself a tad lost. You take a deep breath while the cold air rushes past your body and you try to relax after getting frustrated with yourself. 

“Excuse me, Miss? Do you need help?”

 You jumped at the sudden interaction and turned towards the voice. It’s a fairly tall man with nicely styled blond hair.

“Uh, I’m not quite sure actually.” You breath out, silently laughing at yourself. “I’m just kind of wandering around, trying to get a feel for the place.”

“Oh. Are you visiting someone?” He asked with a small smile.

“Nope, I moved here yesterday from out of the country.” You explained.

“Wow, really? Well, I’m not doing anything. I could give you a quick tour.” The man smiled brightly.

“No, I wouldn’t want to burden yo-”

“Nonsense, anything for a pretty lady like yourself.” He interjected.

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Earlier this week I brought up how I have this professor who assigned a paper about: “Is it okay when employers have you to listen to voice mails and answer emails or do work on your “off” hours?“ And then my professor went on a speech and was like “If you don’t do this kind of free work you’re missing out on opportunities and being bypassed on promotion.” And she just wanted us to know it’s a “career-limiting move.” (There’s way more to this story but now’s not the time to recap lol)

Anyways we had to have a discussion with other students about their opinion yesterday and I went all out on my paper and I really had to hear it from some of the older people in the class. Which was extra hilarious because at least one of them said that they wouldn’t personally do this but after I spoke they were like “your generation is so lazy,” and going on and on about how you need to do this to move up in the world. And I’m just like “sorry I just don’t think it’s cool to normalize exploited labor even more,” and they got so irritated lol.