can someone explain this feeling to me

anonymous asked:

I don't know if someone will ever understand this I'm going to say but at least I wanna say it to you cuz I kinda trust you and like you. So as u don't know my favourite of the band is brad but I kinda feel something for him like I can't explain but every time I hear his name or I just see a pic that's not even him the subject of the pic I feel something inside me that I never felt, I think about him all the time, and it hurts me bc he will never know this and never feel the same (btw I'm 17)

This sounds like how Sam (@smileforbradley) describes her love for Brad and I find it so beautiful. I think it’s really cute and sweet how much you guys love Brad, and I hope some day you get to tell him just how much he means to you. I’m positive he knows that we all, especially you Brad girls, love him so dearly.

anonymous asked:

Okay so I've read i tried to go, to follow a few times. And it's an amazing, beautiful, heartbreaking story. But I was wondering if you could explain the concept to me, i feel silly for asking.

no need to feel silly!

the basic concept is that every person has a creature that’s the essence of their soul. hunger is hamilton’s. he can’t be satisfied, and that’s shown not only in the name of his monster, but also in its appearance - huge teeth, claws, purple (the colour of ambition). i also gave him a mane because historical hamilton was the little lion.

basically you can look at someone’s monster and know things about who they are as a person. burr’s monster is silent and has no mouth - he’s reticent, taciturn, reserved. laurens’ monster is a flame creature - he’s hotheaded, reckless, difficult to control.

basically the monsters are an external representation of someone’s soul, who they are at their core.

I think of you as a friend ^-^ as someone who’s nice to me and who wants to listen to little things about my day sometimes :) I know we don’t quite match up with interests and personalities but I think we match up enough to talk and I’m really grateful for that ^-^ sometimes I know you feel annoying, but you’re really not, I promise!! I think you’re really talented because you can write and draw and you’re still trying to learn things and it’s so amazing!! In my mind you are talented and amazing and wonderful, and yes you are still cute, but your mind is such a brilliant thing, even if I don’t know that much of what’s in it. I know maybe you don’t agree with me, but well… I dunno what else to say :/ I know the words probably didn’t come out right, but no matter what I’m still so grateful that I know you ^-^

anonymous asked:

hi there! i'm a self diagnosed (that sounds bad I know but please hear me out) Borderline and I need tips... Like, how to bring up to my therapist that i may be borderline bc I'm terrified of not actually being valid and having this shred of identity taken away from me. Also, is it normal to take comfort in knowing ( suspecting, in my case) that one is Borderline? I'm sorry if this offended you but I have no one to turn to right now and I'm desperate for advice from someone who is diagnosed

Honestly getting a diagnosis can help you feel better just because it confirms that you’re not alone with this, it means you can get help, I personally like labels just because it gives me something to identify with and I can be like “Oh that’s me!” Bring it up with your therapist by just saying you’d like to talk about it, explain what symptoms you experience, how often, the severity of them, give examples of when it’s affected you :) it’s not offensive at all don’t worry! 

Fanon Lotor be like

i am not even sorry just take this

How the Venus signs want to be loved

*use venus but check moon as well*

Aries Venus: love me back but don’t chase me lol it’s my job to chase you duh…I’m going to make it obvious what I want. don’t overcomplicate things, love is simple. let’s make it fast. let’s jump into it. let’s make it exciting!!! it’s like a game and I’m going to win you

Taurus Venus: love me by staying the same. please. be there for me. be someone I can count on. be patient. feed me!!!! I like that. give me things!!!! I like that too. okay, okay, fINE I might want to possess you wHOOPS…just don’t push me or…bye

Gemini Venus: wait wait do I like you or do I like this other person????? or that person??? wait wait I’m just going to not think about it oooooh I’m curious about you now idk we can be together for today if you want but it’s chill!!! talk to me!!!! let’s just have fun!!! let’s not label this that’s so serious and boring!!! you can change, I can change, and I mean it’s cool if we want to also date 3 other people too lol like no biggie, it’s vARIETY haha just don’t pin me down or get too deep otherwise I’ll be out the door in 0.03 seconds

Cancer Venus: love me!!!!!!!! I’m so lonely!!!!! :((((( I just want you to be soft and hold me and tell me you’re committed and that you love me!!!!! I need to hear that because I feel like no one loves me ever :’( I want to stay at home and cuddle with you and you can tell me all of the things you’re feeling <3 and maybe I’ll smother you a little haha but dON’T LEAVE PLEASE

Leo Venus: love me back and I’ll show you how much I love you!!! like, all the time!!!! if I love you, know that it’s a compliment because I only settle for the best. you’re all I’m going to brag uM I MEAN talk about!!! if you make me the center of your world, I’ll make you the center of mine!!! we can have fun, all I need is attention and validation jUST A LIL BIT BE PREPARED and I’m the king/queen here so tell me I’m wonderful and amazing because I don’t hear that enough :/ if I don’t take pride in our relationship, see ya. that means you didn’t dESERVE ME

Virgo Venus: love me by letting me help you!! okay oKAY I’M A LIL INSECURE but I’ll do things for you!!!! I’ll make you feel loved without all of that sentimental lovey stuff - we don’t need that! my one flaw is that I see all of the flaws in our relationship and you - and want to fix them!!! and…nagging…sometimes…but just to make you better!! I just want things to be simple and practical!!! nOTHING BIG NOTHING TOO INTENSE THAT’S SCARY I MIGHT FREAK OUT AND LEAVE

Libra Venus: haha you can love me if you want to ;) but I mean only if you want to…like…I’m not trying to force anything here lol!!!! we can be in love…and have a beautiful pure relationship where we sHARE everything <3 and make everything look like we’re perfect :) I’m into equality :) um like don’t freak out but sometimes I’m just trying to be nice and it turns into flirting bUT IT’S OK…I know it’s weird but I really don’t like people who are too pushy I just want someone who’s going to be polite and nice :)))))) so if you’re not that I mean I’ll still be nice to you but just I might not want to be with you idk we’ll see AHHHH decisions are hard for me in relationships!!!!

Scorpio Venus: I’ll love you if you can handle me. I would say I don’t open up easily in love, but then that would be opening up to you. and I can’t do that. what I can do is be in control. I know how to handle this. oh, I’ll commit, it’s just not everyone knows how to figure me out. and I won’t stop until I find someone who’s willing to go deep with me. and I might stare at you for extended periods of time. you call it obsession, I call it intensity.

Sagittarius Venus: we can be in love if you show me the world!!!!! let’s grow!!!!! and expand our horizons!!!!! and laugh!!!!!! and have FUN!!!!! lot’s of FUN!!!!! oooooooohhhhhhh and if you’re foreign then I’ll REALLY like you!!!!!!!! wooooooooo love is an adventure!!!!!!!!!!!!! the only time I’ll leave is if I feel like you’re dragging down my free spirit!!!!!! I’ll find someone who’s more interesting and cultured than you are on my next expedition!!!

Capricorn Venus: okay. we can be in love but first I have to have a plan. I like plans. and feeling competent in love. I like seeing what I want and going for it. nothing crazy or overly gooey. nope. can’t do that. I just need someone who’s going to help me succeed. I’m cautious, but only because I don’t want you to waste my time that I could be using to be better and work harder. I’m always looking ahead, and I need someone to be there with me. let’s put effort into this and make it long-term. if you’re not willing to, then I will turn stone cold.

Aquarius Venus: I would say we could be in love but let’s not call it love!!! let’s call it whatever!!!! something we can’t label!!!! let’s mix it up because this world is so dull without us!!!! um…what’s attachment??? could you explain that word to me, please??? all I know is that we can be friends, you know??? and I’ll choose the terms, okay?? haha let’s be intellectual that’s pretty cool there’s no attachment there I know that and um sorry but eW FEELINGS lol not in a rELATIONSHIP if you want to bring that stuff up I’m not right for you I guess :/ find someone more boring

Pisces Venus: looooooooooveeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!! uh, sorry, what were you saying? oh, I’m just projecting all of my ideals onto you. no, it’s a compliment!!!!!! I accept all of your flaws!!!!!! aw let’s be romantic that’s so cuuuute <3 and yeah I’ll forgive you, it’s okay!!!! but sorry um I like you and all but it’s hard for me to commit sometimes because I see all of the possibilities!!! um, who am I??? I guess it doesn’t matter!!!! let’s live in a world of rainbows and unicorns together!!!!! but I mean it’s not really nice if you take advantage of me :((((

i wish that i could explain the feeling that comes with having a mental illness. the complete inability to control your thoughts, emotions, and even actions sometimes. i wish i could accurately put into words what it feels like to feel like a stranger to yourself. the pure amount of effort it takes me to get out of bed some mornings. i wish i could tell someone how mutilated my skin is most days. how bruised my knuckles are. or how heavy my heart is. i wish i could tell you how alone i feel. how much i am hurting. but at the same time i feel nothing. it makes no sense to me. so how could it possibly make sense to anyone else. it feels like my mind is attacking itself. i keep smiling. and i keep saying i’m fine. because i can’t even think about where i would start to try to explain to someone how not okay i really am. mental illness is ruining my life. and those are the only words i can find to try to explain it.

2tired2care  asked:

Pst hi I LOVE YOUR FICS you have no idea how much they give me life <3 <3 I came across this really cute (and frankly heartbreaking) AU: "[burgler gently wakes me] you live like this?" (stolen from a post I saw on fb) and I kinda just need Stiles to do everything he can to make Derek's life better? THANK YOU SO MUCH :D

It IS frankly heartbreaking… which means I’m totally into it.

(now also on AO3!)

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Derek definitely went to sleep alone. He always does, these days. It doesn’t explain why he drifts awake in the middle of the night to the feeling of someone lightly poking his shoulder.

It’s probably not a good sign that when he opens his eyes and sees a gangly teenage boy in a red hoodie and grubby-looking black fingerless gloves standing over him, he doesn’t startle. His claws don’t come out; his eyes don’t flash. He just feels… resigned.

“You live like this?” the guy says, soft. Almost pitying. “I mean. You actually live here?”

That seems too obvious, not to mention too insulting, to merit a response. “What are you doing here?” Derek asks instead. His voice comes out low and rough. This is the first time in days he’s had any reason to say anything. “This is private property.”

The guy shifts on his feet and sticks his hands under his armpits uncomfortably. “Okay, straight to the awkward questions. I like that.”

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Falling in love with someone was always something I had thought of as nothing spectacular, just a part of life, but I realised it isn’t.
A person talks to you and like magic the way you see them starts to change. You start to notice the way a fire appears in their eyes, just before they smile. You notice how they pronounce some words different from the rest of the people and the small frown on their forehead when they are in thought.
You start to memorise the way they walk and recognise the way they call your name.
You’ll know when they’re behind you by their scent and you’ll be able to know when are genuinely happy or just smile politely.
You’ll feel yourself getting all nervous by just texting with them and you get that weird feeling in your stomach, like someone is pulling a knot. A smile will appear on your face by just reading their name somewhere.
And the most peculiar thing is, that even though you don’t have any problems, when they do it feels like a knife is being stabbed in your heart. Not just once, but with every step you take you feel the knife being stabbed in your heart again, until you know they are alright. You care so much, even though they’re just a person like you are.
Science tells us it is chemistry, just a form of behaviour that prevents us from extinction. But tell me, how can someone explain a feeling so pure with just one word: chemistry?
—  Chemistry (?)
Can I be honest with you? Like I know we’ve only known each other for what a month. But damn, my feelings for you are off of the charts. And I know when we hang out, I get all flustered and shy, because you do something to me. I’m not very good at speaking, and I’m not very good in letting my feelings be known. But I really like you. And it’s not just like I’m attracted to you. But let me explain it. It’s like when I’m with you, every little part of my body and soul rejoices, because for once in my life I’m with someone who seeks to understands me. Someone who laughs at my jokes, and in turn I laugh at theirs, and someone I feel like something can actually happen. But I’m so freaking afraid that you don’t feel the same way. That’s why sometimes I don’t answer you right away, or I act like I don’t care, but I really do, because I am also at the same time trying to protect myself. Because the last time I felt this way about someone, they left, and I was broken for a long time. But I feel like you’re different, and I like you. And I’m sorry this is tangent but, I just gotta let you know, why I say things and why I do things. I just wanted to let you know.
—  (via young-wildandfresh)
My Thoughts...

Having come to a new understanding on the topic, after discussing the issue with friends that are living with oppression, I’d like to address some of the statements and questions I’ve seen over the last few days concerning cosplaying as POC.

(This is coming from the perspective of a White individual, hearing the position and opinions of a POC individual.)

The media is huge factor in developing our sense of self.

Very often as children, we are drawn to the characters that look like us because we recognize similarities. These characters become our “favorite” characters… often not for any other reason than the fact that they have similar features.

As a child, my choices were endless in characters I could see myself reflected in. I could see traits/qualities I admired or even idolized in characters that looked just like me. This allowed me to reinforce my sense of security and self worth, because I could see myself over and over again, in almost every movie or show I chose to watch.

Over and over and over again…

As a white individual, think about the amount of characters that resembled you… main characters, characters that were the focus of the story.

Not everyone has that kind of representation.

Here is one example. The first African American Disney princess did not appear on screen until 2009. By that time, it had already been 72 years since the creation of the first Disney princess. In those 72 years, the amount of white representation far surpassed POC representation on screen… and it continues to.

In the United States (and many other places in the westernized world) the media lacks balance. This can cause a lot of harm to a child’s development of self.

If the vast majority of the “hero” based characters that you see in the media do not reflect you… but instead reflect those around you that do not share similar physical qualities, how hard does it become to develop a sense of self worth, and find equal footing?

In order to create progress, coming to a place of understanding, unity and level footing is necessary. This is why it is important to work together and create an environment that is safe for POC.

This mentality carries over into cosplay…

Here is how the situation was explained to me.

Having grown up with a wide variety of characters that represent me, the comfort I feel stepping across any boundary, and dressing as any character, is not very limited. This is because I am used to seeing myself represented.

However, for someone who is not used to seeing representation, coming into a community and stepping out of the box can be incredibly intimidating. The limited amount of POC characters become something akin to a “safe zone”, and although the individual may want to step out of that safe zone, the internalized fear and discomfort can sometimes be too overwhelming.

When a white individual, who has a lot of characters at their disposal to cosplay that reflect them, steps into that safe-zone, it can be both intimidating and hurtful to someone who is not yet comfortable doing the same.  

Now we have to understand, at the heart of it… anyone, of any ethnicity, cosplaying as anyone they’d like… is not a harmful thing… wanting to cosplay a character you love, regardless of ethnicity, is not a harmful thing…

If everyone is on equal footing.

If everyone is on equal footing, there is nothing wrong with this. This is the kind of equality that we are striving for.

However, where there IS a problem, is the fact that not everyone is on equal footing.

This particular issue is not about what is fair or equal… fairness and equality in this scenario would mean that everyone is comfortable playing everyone, and that there are no feelings of guilt or uncertainty when choosing to do so… but this is not the case.

POC do not have equal representation… and because of this lack of representation, it makes it extremely difficult to feel comfortable branching out and cosplaying whoever they’d like.

In order to reach a point where everyone is comfortable playing everything they would like to play… we, as individuals that are used to playing as many roles as we’d like (because we have been given a wide range of characters that emulate us to choose from), should allow those who have grown up with limitations placed on them by society to test the water, and become comfortable in their environment.

Here’s an example I was given… You are standing on top of a cliff, and your friend is at the bottom. In order to get on the same footing, either you need to make your way all the way to the bottom of the cliff, or your friend needs to climb all the way to the top… that is a long way to climb…

However, if you can both meet at the middle, and then help each other the rest of the way, the journey becomes a lot easier/safer.

Regardless of what may be “equal” or “fair”, there are steps that must be taken in order to reach that equality… it is a process that cannot be solved overnight, or by telling someone to “Just do it”.

It’s not asking a lot for us to take a small step back, and play characters that won’t infringe on the comfort of those who are trying to become comfortable in this environment. (This does not mean that if you have done so, you did something “bad”… it simply means that you can now become aware of how to help those around you, and become accommodating of their needs and help in their progress by adjusting your choices).

This is not about conflict… this is not about blame or guilt… this is not about creating division or emphasizing differences…

It’s about people having an open dialogue… and expanding our minds, on every front, to other opinions and life experiences. 

It’s about recognizing that someone else might not be in the same position because of the way our culture has conditioned us. 

It’s about realizing that we can change, within our own circle of influence, the way our world functions. 

It’s about compromising and reaching a point where everyone can feel accepted and equal. 

It’s about showing compassion and empathy for each other as human beings.

you know what’s cool about my friend who has major social anxiety? she doesn’t use it to put herself down. she doesn’t use it to call herself weak, or lesser of a person. if i’m going out and i invite her out, all she has to say is can’t, anxiety. and i get it. and i go out with other friends and i see her on her time when she can socialize and not feel like the weight of the world is crushing down on her. when i tell her i’m hanging out in the living room and she lets me know, can’t, anxiety, i’m staying in my bedroom. i get it. and i don’t push her, and i don’t pity her. i understand her. 

all i’m trying to say i guess, is that when things get hard mentally, and someone calls themselves weak, it upsets me. knowing your limits isn’t a weakness. being able to openly say “yeah, i didn’t go to that last week, because you know, anxiety.” isn’t something i’m going to pity a person for, and it certainly doesn’t mean i’m thinking less of you. and it bothers me to see people who have severe anxiety, and other things, equating it to a weakness. being able to openly talk about your anxiety and your depression and your inability to function as what you or society sees as common isn’t a fault. hell, it’s a strength to be able to say, “can’t, anxiety.” and i think it’s an even bigger strength of the person you’re saying it to, to be able to understand that, even if they don’t feel the same way. strength and empathy. that’s all i guess. 

Lovely

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Word Count: 674

A/N: Why yes, I guess I am writing a drabble for each song on Lovely Little Lonely by The Maine haha. Anyhow, since the track ‘Lovely’ serves as a prelude/bridge for ‘Black Butterflies and Deja Vu’ in the album, this serves as a prelude of sorts for the next drabble. Enjoy :)

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“Why don’t they just kiss already?” you muttered, popping another piece of chocolate in your mouth. “They obviously like each other. Why can’t they tell each other how they feel?”

“One of them is married,” Bucky pointed out as you waved him off, ignoring his plea. 

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Ballad Of An Introvert


There are so many moments that I can’t share with others.
There are so many feelings, familiar smells and unique colours
only I seem to feel, smell and see,
through which I feel like being me.

There are so many seconds that seem to last for hours,
there are so many thoughts that are only mine, not ours
and that I cherish like my new born child
and in my head they’re running wild.

There are so many winter nights I feel the warmth inside of me.
There are so many candles lit while I blow on my tea.
And when it is so silent, that I can hear my heartbeat,
I feel at ease and time just tastes so sweet.

There are so many fears, so many worries and much pain
that I can’t quite work out, can’t quite explain.
But all that is fine in the end, when I can just be with myself,
don’t ask if I’m alright alone, I know I won’t need someone else.

There are so many jokes and talks I have with only me.
This is a good thing in my eyes, liking yourself that is the key.
Sharing secrets with myself? I’m sure I won’t tell them.
Because I trust myself and forgive me for mistakes over and again.

There are so many beautiful things; if just a smile, that is enough
that make me happy to live to see them, even when my day is tough.
And I feel like an audience, the world is this small movie theatre
across the street where they have just the special films, which are all the greater.

And when I then come home, I change in my pyjamas,
cuddle my pets, hide in my bed where there is never drama.
My favourite books and TV shows, my music and delicious food
is all I need then for my heart to feel way more than good.

Part 2 of Lachesism! Lance

Hey guys! Since everyone has been asking for a part 2 for my lachesism I decided to continue it (also you guys are too sweet seriously)! I hope you enjoy it :)

You can find that post here : Part One

You can check out some of my other mini fics here


There in the middle of the hangar, sat Lance surrounded by a hurricane of black that swirled faster with each passing second. His eyes were squeezed shut, not seeing the paladins, yet they all felt like he just knew. It was when he opened his eyes that all hell broke loose.

Lance’s eyes glowed a pale blue amidst the chaos of the black storm surrounding him. He almost seemed to stare at the team unseeingly, his eyes shining unnaturally. 

“Lance?” Shiro asked,”…What’s going on?” He didn’t reply, the only movement he made was the slow blink of his eyes. “Buddy, I need you to work with me ok? What is happening?” Shiro tried again, only to be greeted by silence. The team was beyond freaked out at this point, because where the Lance they knew? What was this, this thing in front of them?

“Lance you better knock it off! This isn’t funny man!” Hunk yelled, taking a step forward, “Let us help you!” 

Lance cocked his head to the side, his brows furrowing. “Blue is someone here?”

If the team thought they were freaked out before, then damn, they were terrified right now. Lance’s voice was creepy, it was as if someone layered his voice a thousand times, each one seeming farther away than the one before it. 

“Can he not hear us?” Pidge whispered, her voice sounding smaller than usual. 

“Blue can you please tell Lance that we’re here to help?” Shiro asked, but the Blue Lion was not listening. Her eyes were fixed on Lance and Lance alone, who was now slowly standing up, the storm around him condensing to two black orbs that sat in each of his hands. 

“Whoever it is, can you please tell them to leave? I’ve almost got this part down! See,” Lance said, dispersing the two orbs into multiple orbs that circled his head,”I’m finally getting the hang of this thing!” The team stared at the menacing blackness that loomed over Lance, who seemed unaffected by the eerie energy it was giving off. 

“That’s it, the show is over,” Keith growled, stomping over to Lance determinedly.

“Keith no! We don’t know what’s going on!” Shiro shouted, reaching out for Keith, only to just miss him. He could only watch as Keith made his way to Lance and grabbed his arm. 

The movement above Lance’s head stopped as he turned to face Keith, his eyes still glowing that pale blue. 

“Snap out of it Lance! You need to tell us what’s going on!” Keith shouted, gripping Lance’s arm tighter. 

“Keith? W-what are you doing here?” Lance stuttered, his eyes going wide and his breath beginning to stiffen. “Blue? Why is he here?” He began to shake, the black orbs above him started to reform into a storm. “Y-you need to let go of me Keith. Y-you n-n-need to let go of me r-right now.”

“Like hell I am!” Keith yelled, “You need to let us help you Lance!”

He didn’t seem to be listening, his eyes gaining that unnatural glow to them once again. The hand touching Lance’s arm began to burn, causing Keith to let go briefly. The effect was already beginning, however, despite Keith letting go. Big fat tears welled up in his eyes and hole seemed to form in his chest, this aching feeling setting root within him. 

“Oh god, oh god, oh god, I’m sorry Keith, I-I didn’t mean to give that to you, let me help ok? Let me just-” And just like that, the feeling was gone, contentment taking its place. Keith could only stare at Lance with his mouth open in shock. The glow began to dim from his eyes, returning them back to normal and the darkness practically vanished in moments. 

“How the hell did you just do that?!”

“Umm… what do you mean?” Lance asked, playing with his fingers. 

“What do I mean? How about the whole, my-emotions-just-went-from-fucking-depressed-to-sunshine-and-rainbows in two seconds??” Keith shouted, causing Lance to shrink into himself even more. 

“Um.. well you see-”

“Hold up, wait just a moment. What just happened. Like right now, in this moment, what is going on?? Because there was a huge storm above your head like a minute ago and now its gone??? You had glowing blue eyes and did something to Keith?? What is happenning?????” Hunk interrupted, stepping in between Lance and Keith. 

“Uhhh, well-”

“What the fucK?? Don’t give me that look Shiro, because I just watched some freaky shit happen. How did you even do that? When did you even start doing that? Could you always do that? What even is that? What-” Pidge rambled, gesturing around her as Lance refused to meet any of their eyes. 

“All right, how about we all give Lance some space ok? Let’s all go to the lounge and talk about this peacefully, alright?” Shiro intervened, going to place a hand on Lance’s shoulder before hesitating. “We’re going to need you to tell us what’s going on, ok Lance?”

Lance continued to stare at the floor, simply nodding before leaving the hangar. 


Lance was in a state a shock at the moment. He couldn’t believe how stupid he was, what idiot lets their biggest secret get discovered that easily? He barely even put up a fight and now here he was, sitting in the lounge, about to explain to the team how much of a screw up he was. He let out a sigh and stared at the empty couches in front of him. Maybe he could just take their anger away so they wouldn’t kick him off the team?

No, that would just prove he’s more pathetic than he already was. For once, Lance wished he couldn’t feel, that all these dark emotions would disappear like he had done for others in the past. 

“Lance can you explain to all of us what happened in the hangar?”

Explain? 

“Well umm… I was practicing,” Lance said, twiddling his fingers nervously.

“Practicing?” Allura questioned.

“Yeah I was practicing my…powers. Trying to make them stronger I guess.” He refused to meet anyones’ eyes, choosing to stare at his fingers instead.

“And what are these powers?” Shiro probed, leaning forward a bit,”What are you able to do?”

“I can, I can… control emotions. Not like that! Like I can take away emotions and kinda harvest them I guess? And replace the emotions I took away with different ones,” Lance clenched his fist, forcing himself to explain further to avoid having to look at his teamates, his friends. “I was trying to put them into a physical state, so I could use them in combat and just to get them out of me. I’ve never tested one of the orbs on someone, but I know if you were to touch one you’d feel all the emotion pent up in there.” He created a small one, reaching inside of himself for that energy that was always there, ignoring the slight gasp that came from Allura. Lance shrugged half-heartedly, “It’s something I’ve been able to do since I was fifteen.”

“Have you ever…took some of our emotions?” Hunk asked quietly, placing a gentle hand on Lance’s shoulder. 

“I uh…yes. I just, I couldn’t stand knowing you guys were upset and that I could do something about it. Everyday I could feel your emotions and I just felt so, so guilty that I wasn’t doing what I could to help!” Lance spit out bitterly, rubbing a hand through this hair. 

“Lance… you shouldn’t have done that. Those were our emotions and you shouldn’t just take them from us without even telling us!” Keith yelled, standing up, “You had no right to make that decision!”

Lance looked up at them all, his eyes beginning to glow once again. “What did you want me to do? J-just sit there and let you feel that pain, watch as it festered and boiled inside of you? How could I do that to a person, to my friends?” Lance clenched his fists, his eyes slowly turning to that pale blue color. “Why can’t you just let me feel useful for once?”


Part Three

My dear lgbt+ kids, 

“There’s a word for that” doesn’t equal “You have to use that word”. 

Nobody - not your friends, not your partner, not lgbt+ bloggers, not I - get to decide your label for you. They can help you find words that may fit or educate you about labels you may not have heard of yet (and there’s nothing wrong with asking for that kind of help!). 

But a suggestion is not a strict order. You can listen to their ideas, think about them - and then say “No, that doesn’t feel like the right term.” You don’t need to use any label that doesn’t feel right, just because someone suggested it or because it would theoretically fit. 

With all my love, 

Your Tumblr Mom 

PS: Yes, this does 100% include me. I will explain labels to you or give you definitions of them if you ask for that but that doesn’t mean you have to use those labels! 

FUTURE HEARTS | PT.1 [M]

pt1 | pt2 | pt3 | pt4 | pt5 | pt6 | (ongoing)

pairing: jungkook x reader

genre: smut, angst, punk!jungkook

word Count: 14,241

description: It was everything, from his tattoos, to his touches, to the way sweat rolled down his neck as he strummed into his guitar on stage; everything about him completely enthralled you. So why are you now, two and a half years later, on a train to Seoul, telling a complete stranger the recollection of how you became fated to forever have scars on all of your future hearts due to the happiness, but most of all the pain, that came along with falling in love with Jeon Jungkook. 

note: inspired by the anime/manga “Nana”

cr.


The icy breeze whipped across your face as you started your approach towards the building. The speed of your heart was increasing with every step, your legs began to weigh you down like lead, and your breathing became harsh and ragged. Nerves were infecting your body, intensifying as you finally reached the automatic doors. You closed your eyes, taking in a deep breath before finally stepping forward. The doors opened for you, and the bustling Busan train station was revealed.

Noises echoed in every direction, you watched as people quickly rushed towards their trains, and you suddenly figured that you should do the same. You shook away your wonder as you started to go through bag check, but your eyes still managed to drift around the building that you remembered all too well.

It was quieter back then, or maybe it wasn’t. You might’ve just been so numbed by all of the pain you were feeling that you couldn’t sense anything else. Your eyes glided across the path that had been etched into your mind for the past year and a half.

“I know it doesn’t seem like it, but I love you so much. I really fucking do.”

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can someone explain to me how the criticism taylor swift receives from people within the entertainment industry is fair when all she does is praise and offer support to other artists? honestly i’m tired of people using her name as a tool to advance their own agendas it’s transparent and frustrating. it’s also sad that other artists feel like it’s not only ok but necessary to undermine her achievements and attack her character in order to address problems within the industry. she would never resort to that. 

The Love She Felt

Originally posted by kpopidolaegyooo

Pairing: Jimin x Reader

Genre: Angst

Word Count: 324

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-Admin Pastel

Jimin just didn’t know how to love, but he wants to learn how.

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