but this is my actual life help


                                         Baby Shower Bash🌷🎊

        I wanna thank everyone who showed up today! We took over the park for a few hours and had so much fun. I’m still shook at all the gifts and all the people who showed. You guys honestly made this moment so memorable and I’m glad to have such amazing people in my life! 😭 I got to meet new faces and see old ones. We @mysimbrotherskeeper appreciate you all for traveling far and near, my baby girl is so loved already lol. Hope you all had a good time!❤💞 next stop is the actual birth and lawd jesus help me.

@desiijackson @ashter-blank @indyatellez @kinginwitdario @shanajx @ajthatdude @simplyrenlynn && Chi Chi @heavenoftheevalley @bornsuccessful @mavsoffthewall @whodatnolacreole @xomadison @iamtaylormichelle @tysheemgates @omgitsmelodyrose @babygirljaslene @slaybylaylalee

tbh i’m aware that while im an anarchist w revolutionary ideals and intent to become a freedom fighter in the future, as of now i’m not actually able to realistically act on those ideas in the black bloc, antifascist direct action and black-and-red flag waving way. all i’d achieve by doing that is largely performative nonsense that’ll get me a record and keep me from doing anything actually helpful in the future when i A) live in a place where political activism and discourse is relevant and B) have the independence and resources to make real commitments and do concrete things to help. 

besides which, when you consider that those most oppressed by class struggle and the increasingly fascistic society we live in in general are PoC, in many ways it isn’t my fight in the first place. for now the way that i can best prepare to help the movement is to educate myself, listen to people who are on the street and have lived more life than me, and focus on valuing and protecting all human life possible regardless of country of origin and basically any other differences short of having the intent to harm others or advance fascist agendas

the reason i’m sharing this is that i know a lot of people are in my situation and i want to remind you that most of the struggle isn’t punching nazis and setting cop cars on fire and shit, it’s striving to be excellent to other people and prioritizing the needs of those with less. we need to be willing to be radical and back up our ideals, but be strategic. it’s more important to make as big a dent as possible in the capitalist empire, even if that means biding your time, than to just always be raging against a machine so large that one person’s idealistic refusal to cooperate will only mean we have one less individual to help us present real resistance when the time comes

chopinsflowers  asked:

Hi! I've noticed you have a bunch of seashells, but I was wondering if you knew about the negative impact seashell harvesting has on the ocean and overall ecosystem? I don't want to patronize you or anything, but from one vegan to another, I just wanted to know! It can be hard to be vegan in every aspect of our lives. Anyway, take care! ๐ŸŒธ

I’m guessing you haven’t been following me for long … Also sending someone a msg like this doesn’t help anything, it kind of comes off as condescending. If you actually cared you would be spreading awareness and making posts about it, as I do. ☺️✌🏼️
99% of my seashells were found by my mom throughout her entire life and gifted to me. I’ve even started to sell my own shells in an attempt to stop others from purchasing from those new age shops which buy abalone shells (which are severely over harvested) in bulk from an unethical source. I also strongly encourage people to buy seashells only from second hand stores and have posted witch tips regarding it etc.

I also have never once claimed to be a vegan, although I’m very close to a vegan diet I still eat (non vegan) bread and such. I don’t eat meat, poultry, fish, eggs or dairy but I really can’t afford to loose any weight and have a troubled stomach so I’m very careful not to cut out all of my options.
Not everyone can be a vegan in everyway, however I make a valid effort and it still helps. I also don’t wear or purchase leather. All of my products are animal friendly, cruelty free and vegan (most I even make myself), if you’re a vegan “in every aspect” it doesn’t just stay within the kitchen

Pls don’t assume things, especially based on a tumblr account of someone you don’t know and most likely just started following (as I’ve posted about all of this multiple times throughout the years). Take care 😇

angesansnom  asked:

WHAT YOU'RE WRITING A MUSICAL??? AWESOME. I've always wanted to write one but my songwriting/lyricist skills aren't quite good enough yet. However, if you need any help with the actual music part, I would love to help you! What's it about? How many songs have you written so far?

Okay so it’s really complicated but I’ll give you the summary.

It’s about a latina, wlw journalist, Elena, who is trying to change the world. Her entire life is devoted to writing. So much so, that she puts writing above her health. 

She is desperately trying to effect change in the way society is, but she can’t quite get it right. She doesn’t have the right motivation or the right subject.

So on a journey to find a new subject and herself, she meets Ashton, a college student trying to find her purpose. Ashton quickly becomes a significant part of Elena’s life. She is always trying to convince Elena to (excuse the Hamilton pun) Take a Break, which Elena refuses citing that if she doesn’t keep working, the world will never change. But when she sees how much Ashton cares, Elena develops a crush.

And that’s only act one

But then shit hits the fan (y’all aren’t ready for it. It gets real for a minute) , giving Elena a new reason to write, while leaving her to clean up the mess that was made. 

(it’s very gay and very DEH like)

I’ve written three songs, and every time I sing one of them I start to cry bc it’s very powerful so prepare for that. 

My friend is helping to write the book, while I’m writing the music and lyrics (and most of the book tbh bc it was my idea lmao)

And if I need help, I’ll let you know!!<3

anonymous asked:

Hi there! Do u have any advice for someone suffering a severe case of art block? I find that i cant mentally get myself in that headspace where i actually WANT to achieve something. It doesn't help the fact that im an animation student in the thick of the semester where theres deadlines left, right and centre. Any advice from ur own experiences would be more than appreciated!

hi!!! hey buddy!! thanks for asking me im honestly flattered that you would come to me w this and also, strap in pull up a chair lets talk for a minute

first things first, lets get this out of the way: i always have art block. i love drawing, i’ve loved it for my whole entire life ever since i figured out i could do it, but it’s always hard for me. every second, every time. im eternally grateful to have as many followers as i do here (thanks, everybody) because i have spent the majority of my life just occasionally scribbling off something i was vaguely interested in and only recently have i had the pleasure of other people being interested in those things. this is a huge motivator for me, which i know every third artist on any social media platform will tell you is “””””””not why you should do it, do it for yourself”””””” etc etc ad nauseam. but it works for me: knowing that i can draw something, even if it took me twenty minutes, and someone out there will appreciate it. i love that. but i don’t think i have the natural ability or ambition that i think a lot of others have. it’s a lot of work for me, it takes a long time, i’m constantly berating myself and wishing i could improve faster and screaming at my devil hands for not eating what my brain cooked up.

SECOND: i never finished my stint at art school (which was ALMOST TEN YEARS AGO at this point), so i may not be an excellent authority on this subject. deadlines and pressure are not my strong suit. i don’t handle them well, given the information detailed in point one. you did ask, though, so i’ll answer you as well as i can

ALL THIS TO SAY: the way i get myself to Want To Do Things is generally to literally fucking force myself to do it. whether this is trawling inspiration blogs for something that catches my eye (i maintain my own regularly for occasions like these, so i have a handy resource to go to when i can’t think of anything i even want to draw), doing a few rounds of life drawing, going through old art and attempting to redraw something i really liked but know i could do better now, or honestly The Extreme which is getting myself fully and emotionally invested in some form of new content (which i do uhhhhhhhhh a little too frequently) – find something, anything that stirs you. then draw! even if it’s crap that you’d never show anyone in your entire life, even if it’s sketches you’ll never finish, i mean jesus christ i have like 900 unfinished .psds that are unintelligible half-formed shapes that only vaguely resemble something that inhabits planet earth. the only thing i have ever found that works is to just keep going, even when it sucks, until i can break through it JUST enough to feel like i’m not scribbling on a wall with crayola markers and my non-dominant hand. that’s all it takes, usually. if i can do a little bit, i can convince myself i’m capable of a lot, and that’s huge.

one more thing, and i’ve said it a million times and i’ll say it until i die: i think making things that you enjoy, regardless of their quantity or quality, is the most important factor in keeping yourself motivated and in the game, and it shows when other people see what you do! it shows in the pride you take in your work! i mean, i know objectively that a lot of things that i PERSONALLY make are not good or polished or professional in any way, shape, or form, and they never have been, and i’ve never operated under the illusion that they were. but i like them, and i like thinking about them and sharing them with other people who enjoy them and respond to them, and i think that’s a good, symbiotic relationship. if you aren’t invested in your own work, if the things you CAN make even when you feel like your garbage dumpster hands can’t make anything worthwhile, don’t make you both proud to have been the one to do them and ALSO inspired to do better than your own good good self the next time, you’re gonna feel like nothing you do is worth it. do stuff that matters to you and you’ll feel better about it because it isn’t just an assignment or a deadline, it’s something you care about. and you wouldn’t be asking me this question if you didn’t care, so i believe in you

(ps if any pals or fellow animation majors would like to tag in and field this question you’re more than welcome – my expertise is not particularly valuable in this situation xoxo)

I was tagged by @timelady12 to list 5 things that make me happy

1. little baby man, Stevie Rogers, and the way his face lights up when I walk into a room, no one’s ever been so happy to see me in my life and even though it makes me wanna cry, they’re happy tears

2. my husband, especially when we get any time together and he shows me some affection with his big warm hands on my perpetually cool skin

3. all my online friends, even ones that I’ve been too scared to introduce myself to or who have not come to talk to me haha

4. writing, whenever I’m actually able to do it

5. knowing that despite how ridiculous people I deal with through work can be, overall, I’ve helped to save innumerable animals from abuse/neglect

I’m tagging @abovethesmokestacks @cuddlememarvelous @letsgetbrookeing @misshyen @mellifluous-melodramas

And you know I will never understand the fucking joke that cishet men make about marriage being so terrible. Like dudes really act like women are abusive over the most ridiculous shit but my ass is over here actually a survivor of an abusive marriage and I still think marriage in general is the most beautiful thing and hope to one day marry someone who doesn’t hurt me.

To be honest I wish I could spend my whole life with my abuser. I wish she would get help to stop so we could be together and be a family, but I know that will never happen, and it hurts more than anything.

jokes about that tired aulde mental health advice re drinking lots of water are particularly amusing to me because when i was a child i had this terrible fear that if i didnt have constant unimpeded access to water at all times that i would die and also actually i still have that fear. so what im trying to say is that i have been drinking like 4 litres of water every day for my whole life because i am very mentally ill and so far, it has not helped. 


she wasn’t interested in telling
other people’s f u t u r e s
 she was interested in going out
and finding h e r own

 lee ji eun as b l u e  s a r g e n t — the raven cycle

Remember when Jihoon and Junhui went out for a shopping trip for the other members and Junhui said the thing he wanted to buy was Jihoon’s heart? And Lee “I-threatened-people-with-a-guitar-before” Jihoon actually glanced down all bashful and started smiling?

Imagine when the camera wasn’t focused on them anymore that Jihoon suddenly tugged Junhui back by his jacket and told him “You can’t buy what you already have stupid” and then proceeded to do everything else as normal and Junhui ended up having to take a solid 2-minute break because Jihoon was so cute he could probably cry.


Some friends of mine are doing the Mermay challenge where you have to post one mermaid a day while in May and use the hashtag #mermay. I really have zero expectations of me doing all days, because I have zero time for myself lately, but at least I’ll try to do 5. 

This is Juniper! My OC that’s not actually a mermaid, but I’m drawing her so much lately that I thought it would make my life easier. And I also can use it on the documentation part, so it helps. She’s a beauty, isn’t she? I love her! Also, she’s really soft!

Steal my car, I'll wreck your life.

Back story, i am apart of a small family-owned type used car dealership (cue used car salesman joke here) we have maybe 50 cars on the lot at any time and our main business is sub-prime or people with less than perfect credit. We truly want to help the people that can’t afford/have the credit to buy from a new car dealership. We’re actually very liked in our small community.

So recently I had these customers, lets call her wife and him husband (They’re early 20’s). They come into my store and I like them, they seem like a nice young couple trying to start their lives out, they have two very sweet little girls, and could just use a break. They have made some mistakes in their early lives and have less than perfect credit. I coach them on how to improve their credit and they seem sincerely interested in fixing it so I bust my ass to get them a loan with the wifes mother cosigning on a nice third row SUV. Wife is literally crying hugging me because every other dealer turned them down. Now they are a little short on the down payment so i take a check for the balance and we agree i’ll cash it on his next payday (Mistake number one) but pretty common in this line of work.

I forget about them until the next week when I drop the check at the bank along with other deposits. The next thing i know i receive a notice that the check has bounced. Along with a couple NSF fees attached for me, and the check comes back. It’s a dollar amount that is considered a first degree misdemeanor in our state, just under a felony. I reach out to wife to see what happened and how we can make arrangements to get this taken care of. The last thing I want to do is go after a young couple with two small kids. At first wife is a little shocked and insists the funds were pulled from their account and I show them the picture of the NSF check. She understands and says they can pay half in 2 weeks when she’s paid again and in another 2 weeks pay the other half. I agree to this and just take them on their word (mistake 2).

A couple weeks rolls around and I don’t hear from wife or husband and am now thinking i’ve been taken for a ride Ignoring my calls/texts/etc you get the point. I get a call from the bank and come to find out they haven’t made their first payment either.

Now with this particular bank if the customer does not make their first payment we have to “Buy Back” the deal. Basically we have to give the bank the money they sent us for the loan. After blowing up their phones and facebook they finally call me back. I get the sob story he got let go from his job and he just started a new one and mom is going to help them get back on their feet. I go through hell and high water with the bank to make a deal that if they make their payment they’ll keep the loan but i’m still on the hook if they miss any of the next 3 payments. Wife also tells me they’ll make payments to me on the bounced check once he starts getting paychecks. So i agree, they make their payment to the bank and i go about my life….Until the next month comes around.

I get an email from the bank saying wife didn’t make the next months payment and won’t answer their calls. At this point i’m furious and ready to just go get their vehicle. They won’t answer any of my calls and call mom, mom scrounges everything in her social security paycheck to help try to make the payment for them and is short. Wife and husband tells her they’ll cover the balance and of course don’t pay. Bank says deal is a buyback we need our money back for the loan within 7 days. Now the only way I can payback their loan is if my floor plan (Basically giant credit card we buy cars on) gets pictures of the car in my possession.

I try to call/text/email/message on facebook to get ahold of both wife and husband and they block me on everything. They’re basically just stealing the vehicle without paying. They even blocked mom who has been trying to help them get this handled, yes they screwed over their own mother in this ordeal. I just want the vehicle back and move on with life. So this is where i go @prorevenge on them.

I begin by dropping the check off at the local prosecutor, and they’re delighted to file charges against them. I do some skip tracing calling family members, all of which are more than happy to help because come to find out husband has had 7 jobs in 4 months and has burned every single family member with money they’ve borrowed. I find wifes Father on Facebook, Father has been trying to take custody of deadbeat wife and husbands 2 kids because of how they treat them. He informs me they are staying in sisters house right over the border (we are on the state line of 2 states remember this) I call up a repo company and even myself drive the hour to go get the vehicle. They’ve been hiding it in the garage (according to neighbors and repo company). I do some searching and find out they’re both on probation for stealing a bunch of stuff from multiple stores. So I of course find and call up Mrs. Probation officer to see if she has a last known address. I then mention to her they’re staying above the state line and bounced a very large check to me, and they’re facing fresh charges in my town, she appreciates the knowledge.

Now while I was up at their house one evening I talk to one of the neighbors (Who also hate them they’re always yelling at their kids and eachother) and convince neighbor to call me if they see the vehicle outside. It took one day, I get the call, I send a very large friend who lives nearby them to go get the vehicle. After many expletives, berating my friend, they hand over the vehicle. But not before finally calling me while he was there and tell me how they’re going to sue and blah blah.

I’m out quite a bit of money from the ordeal, but here’s the best part. I just found out by living out of state they violated probation and just got sentenced to 30 days in jail from that, and they also just had their “video court date”(because they’re currently in jail with the probation violation) with the local judge on the new charges of the bounced check. I got my vehicle back and guess what? Deadbeat wife’s Father got custody of the 2 kids.

Let Me Protect You - Mitch Rapp

Author: @mf-despair-queenโ€‹

Characters: Mitch Rapp/Reader

Word Count: 11,337

Warnings: WHERE DO I EVEN BEGIN? 18+, NSFW, Oral (both receiving), Orgasm Denial, Multiple Orgasms, Daddy Kink, Shower Sex, Wall Sex, Bondage, Mitchโ€™s Scruff, Mitchโ€™s sexy ass arms and muscles and abs and face and MITCHโ€™S ENTIRE BEING

Notes: Holy. Shit. Itโ€™s long overdue but THAT WORD COUNT??? I am dying inside from this. I hope you dirty people like this. Please let me know because this literally killed me inside to write.ย 

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You know what really gets to me? Kara Danvers has such a strong, loving relationship with Lena Luthor, they regularly hang out and have long conversations…all while Kara has only revealed half of herself. They have so much in common just in the context of Earth. Kara even spends more time with Lena and sometimes appears to be closer to her than even some of the people who DO know her secret, which is why a) I can’t believe Kara hasn’t told her yet and b) I refuse to accept that Lena doesn’t at least suspect at this point.

Ok, that’s a lie, I can actually understand Kara’s reluctance. She met Lena as Kara Danvers and that’s who really got to know her. Her decision to keep her identity secret may be out of a desire to maintain a relationship with someone who sees Kara Danvers as a hero before even knowing she’s the girl of steel. Or perhaps out of fear that Lena will distance herself if she knows.

But jeez…if we think Lena Luthor has amazing chemistry with Kara Danvers, just imagine how much she’ll have with Kara Zor-el. Lena finally being able to talk about losing her entire family to their own catastrophic, misguided decisions with someone who knows exactly what that feels like. Kara telling Lena all about life on Krypton, filling her head with all sorts of ideas when she mentions tech they used to have, frustrating her a bit when Kara doesn’t know enough specifics to help her replicate different devices she’s casually mentioned.

Like it blows my mind because even without all of this their relationship is fucking beautiful, yet there’s still SO MUCH POTENTIAL.

…Can Lena please just look directly into the camera and say “yeah I’ve known like the whole time” so we can skip ahead to the scenes I actually want to see?

First words [One-shot]



This little one-shot was inspired on two things:

-My relationship with my sister

-The manga “Shugo Chara”. For those who know the manga, it’s based from the chapter when the guardians go to Yaya’s house.


I tried to adjust Blueprint’s story to PaperJam’s story. So, since (according to his description) he lived with Ink until a certain age, he met Blueprint before the others. I also tried to make him the most canonically possible, but adjusting his personality to the story.


As you may know, English is not my first language. I deeply apologise if there are any Errors in the story. I checked it lots of times and hope there’s not a single Error ovo



*Ink!Sans belongs to @comyet

*PaperJam/PJ belongs to @7goodangel (I’m sorry if I didn’t make PJ’s personality too well. I tried to stick the “a jerk on the outside but a big child inside” part and this was what I got. Sorry ;u;)

Secondary characters

*Gradient belongs to @askcomboclub

*Moku belongs to  @6agentgg9

*Palette belongs to  @angexci 

And last, but not least

*Blueprint belongs to, well, me! 

Hope you guys like it!


This will be narrated from PaperJam’s perspective.


I never was good with new people. And I wasn’t very happy when you came.

One day, Ink just came “home” with a baby, claiming that it was my “new brother”. I didn’t understand what was he saying with that, and then he showed you to me, my new little brother.

I wasn’t happy with this. I didn’t want a brother. I mean, Ink couldn’t even take care of me, why would he want to have another one? To let them here alone and forgotten with me? Wow, good plan, dad. However, he told me that you only would be staying with us for a day so I could get to know you, since bonding with brothers was very important and blah blah blah…

We spend a few hours talking about you and how you came to life. Apparently, you were just an accident, but not a bad one. And since he created you, you were my brother. Well, step-brother, because Blueberry was the other one that created you. I couldn’t help but feel a little bit jealous… you were going to have caring parents and a better life than mine. What if Ink actually forgot entirely about me?

Yeah, the idea of having a brother was becoming less and less “exciting” to me.

But then, just before I started to think more things like that (which I thought was very rare for me), Ink suddenly had to go (I wasn’t surprised, with his work of protecting AUs and all; he barely had time to be here), cutting our conversation just when I actually started to enjoy it. Ink stood from the sofa and was about to open a portal when he realised something important:

Who was going to take care of you?

He told me that Blueberry and… Honey… I think, were with the other versions of them and he couldn’t take you to wherever they were. So, he had only one option… that I didn’t like, at all.

Why I had to take care of you?! I didn’t ask him for a brother and I didn’t know how to take care of a baby. I was five years old! I was starting to learn how to write and read! I remember arguing with him for a while, until I had to accept.

But not without asking something in return, of course.

In the end, he went to do whatever he needed and I was left alone with you. An awkward atmosphere formed where we were, since you found my face very interesting and kept your eyes on me for a really long time. I tried my best to ignore you, but you were too much persisting and even threw me some mini bones at me to gain my attention.

What a smart baby, huh? Well, we were magic skeleton monsters after all. But it was becoming annoying.

“What do you want?” I asked you and you only looked at me and babbled something. I instantly felt stupid, remembering that Ink told me you haven’t said your first word yet. how would you even tell me what you needed? You kept looking at me and then, surprisingly, your stomach made a noise.

Right… now I had to feed you.

Making something for you was horrible. I mean, we were in the Anti-Void and only had some snacks since we didn’t really need to eat, but being you a recently made creation, obviously needed to consume something, even if you had your HP full. Eventually, I found some milk and gave it to you, ending getting milk on my face and shirt because you apparently didn’t know how to drink it.

That was enough for me.

Usually, I’m not a person that gets mad easily. However, I did get mad that time. I stood abruptly from my seat and went to clean my face, leaving you alone on the sofa. Ink told me to not leave you, but I didn’t care. I wanted to be alone and so I did. I went to my bedroom (well, it’s not a real bedroom… just a bed that Ink made for me) and stayed here for a few hours. Maybe three or four…

It wasn’t until I heard a soft sound that I didn’t get up from my bed. And when I did, I instantly paled: You were lying on the floor crying softly. Your soft cries barely reaching my non-existent ears. And it wasn’t the worst. No, no.

You were blushing and sweating a lot. Were you sick? In that moment I didn’t know.

Quickly, I went to your side and picked you up, checking if you had hurt yourself from the fall. Luckily you didn’t have any bruises, but your skull was very hot. Now you were sick? And I was alone.


How you could get sick so easily and fast? I didn’t understand that at all! Was that the real reason of why Ink brought you here? So he could watch over you while Blueberry and Honey were busy? If that was the reason, he was very irresponsibly by leaving you with me: a child, taking care of another child!

I didn’t know what to do. I couldn’t use magic to help you, I couldn’t ask Ink for help, I couldn’t open a portal and find Blueberry… I couldn’t do anything. And I was scared.

What if something happened? What if you started to feel worse? What if…

What if you died?

Those thoughts were swirling in my head, making me fell worst and worst. I didn’t want you to die.

Come on! You had a great life ahead! You would have a caring family and friends and maybe… maybe we would have been friends! I should have watched you. Maybe if I haven’t left you alone…

I couldn’t help to feel guilty, even knowing that it wasn’t my fault that got sick. In that moment, I didn´t cared about anything, just you.

It was in that moment when Ink decided that he should go home, and so he did. He came to the Anti-Void and found me on the sofa, hugging you like it was the last time I’d see you and honestly, that’s what I thought. He rushed to my side, worryingly asking what was wrong. I wasted no time and explained him what happened, apologising for being a bad brother and almost crying

Almost, ok?

What I wasn’t expecting was that Ink just took you and, with a quick spell, healed you. I mean, I knew magic were fast and efficient but, that was just too fast. When I asked him why, he explained that you were having some problems with your soul.

You see, brother (and also you, reader), Ink told me you were created without a soul, since you were just a magic drawing. So, he made an artificial one for you with the same paint he used to create you. Apparently, he didn’t want you to become like some “evil flower”.

Your soul was like your eyes: a blue diamond. And that soul was filled with Prussian blue paint that could give you the emotions you needed. It seemed like your body wasn’t used to having it yet and would make you sick from time to time. I didn’t quite understand that, but I was relieved when he said you would be fine.

The rest of the day was peaceful. Ink and I talked about random things while you slept. It was… nice, being with them like we were a family. That’s what we are, right? Yeah, right.

Eventually it was time to bring you back home. Ink said that you won’t be coming anytime soon because he wanted to protect you from dangerous people (aka, Error). It kind of made me sad, not being able to talk you again for a long time, but… it had to be done, hadn’t it? Ink made a portal back to Underswap and gave me time to say goodbye to you. After that, he started to walk to the portal, stopping when you started to squirm under his grasp.

Curious, I walked to the portal. You immediately looked at me and gave me a huge simile, saying (or trying to say) something that made us look at you in surprise:

My name. Yes, my name!

It was kind of babbled and wasn’t my full name but… It was your very first word. And it wasn’t “dad” or “mom”… no, it was “PJ”

You didn’t have idea of how happy you made me that day. The day when I found you, disliked you and then liked you and accepted the idea that we were brothers. And, in the bottom of my soul, I hoped to see you again.

Maybe having a little brother wouldn’t be that bad, right?


I hope you liked it! It was an idea I had for while uvu and really needed to make it. We now know more about Print and PJ’s relationship. I won’t say PJ likes him because he’s not my character and don’t want to say incorrect things (since he isn’t one to make friends). So, I only will say that Blueprint’s first words made him very happy.

I’m sorry if it looks rushed, but this isn’t a story. It just PaperJam talking with Blueprint and telling him the story (with some people spying on them(?))

I’ve seen people make these three friends and it’s so pure and wholesome that I just have to agree

therefore: casual hangouts~

Dreams - Dylan O’Brien

Author- @maddie110201

Pairing- Dylan x Reader

Words- 4,944 (not sure how this happened ;) )

Warnings- alot of fluff and smut

AN: Ok so this is my first fic and iโ€™m super nervous to post this. I just wanna thank @ninja-stiles for helping keep me motivated and helping edit.

Originally posted by teenwolf--imagines

Best friends are supposed to be with you no matter what, theyโ€™re supposed to be there for you through everything, always be happy for you and support you.

Dylan was exactly that. We have been friends since we were little, neither of us can actually remember a time when we didnโ€™t know each other, but our moms tell us weโ€™ve been friends since the womb. Dylan has been there for me through everything crappy that life has decided to throw my way, and I have done the same for him. But not once did I ever think that being happy for him would kill me inside.

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this is a book i recommend for anyone who is emotionally sensitive OR has bpd!! it’s so so good. it isn’t directly relating to women (even tho it says it is on the cover) so male/masculine gendered people should read it too! it focuses on dbt!! i’ll see if it’s on amazon tomorrow