I forgot how amazing but how painful it is to have a crush on someone. I forgot how amazing it feels to be excited to see someone and talk to them but how painful it feels to not know whether or not they want to see you and talk to you.
But ever since I met you, I’m starting to remember all over again.
Something I’ll never understand is when people attack somebody and then act surprised that their target’s friends come to defend them.
“This doesn’t involve you.” Well, of course it doesn’t, at least not in the way you intended. But you’re attacking my friend, somebody I trust and respect. Somebody that I’m going to be talking to later, and I’ll be seeing how what you’ve done or said has affected that person. Maybe they’ll be upset by it. And, well, I dunno about you, but I don’t like seeing my friends upset. It makes me upset.
So yeah, roundabout though it may be, it does involve me. So don’t act so surprised when your intended audience decides that your words of attack are full of shit and call you out on it.
“Why do you try so hard to avoid drinking human blood? Don’t tell me it’s because you hold out hope that one day……you can be turned back into a human? Or maybe…you’re afraid? Do you think your beloved Yu would hate you for drinking human blood?”
hello hello guys :’) it’s sav, aka hoseokxx aka hixtapexx and right now…… YCCNSEOK! (woooo say hello to my new url - i just Needed yoongi to be somewhere inside my url too :c) i’ve recently hit a personal goal not too long ago and decided that a follower forever had to be done (this has been follow forever #468536 and counting) (jk) to show my appreciation to both my following, for their beautiful!!!!!!!!!! content and reblogs i get to see each and everyday i come onto tumblr! and followers, for their constant support to my blog and their asks that really brighten up my days ;u; THANK YOU all so so sooo much!! ♡
and because i won’t be around here much till early october due to exams (17/09 i’ll poof away from tumblr), this will also be my hiatus announcement sobs (i’ll be back for their comeback though!! and to queue more things from time to time <3)
Rumour had it Enjolras was not a cat person. Rumour had it, Enjolras was not a dog person either. Sources varied, but apparently his affections didn’t extend to decorative plants and other cacti and succulents. That why his decision to foster a litter of adoptable kitten raised than one eyebrow.
“Are you sure?” Joly had asked as Enjolras had announced the news at an ABC meeting.
“Yeah. Feuilly says the shelter is crowded. His apartment doesn’t allow pets, but mine does. It’s a temporary situation that helps everybody.”
There were four kitten in total. And although Enjolras had been told not to name them, he couldn’t help it. What was he supposed to do, call them One, Two, Three, and Four? Surely cats weren’t like dogs. They didn’t recognise their name of anything. Right?
Robespierre was a fiesty one. He liked to climb on Enjolras leg and viciously mauled toys put at his disposition. Desmoulins was very vocal, which was both sweet and infuriating when he decided to make himself known at 5AM. Danton was an acrobat and part-time snorer, enjoying occasional fights with Robespierre.
Saint-Just was Enjolras’ favourite, though he disapproved of his own favouritism. His white fur was soft, and he always settled by Enjolras when he read on the couch, purring all his heart’s content. But if Saint-Just was Enjolras’ favourite, Enjolras might not have been Saint-Just’s.
Grantaire, evidently, was Saint-Just’s favourite. Whenever he popped by, the kitten forgot up to Enjolras existence to rub himself against Grantaire’s legs, demanding all his attention. When Enjolras called, he ignored him royally, perhaps purring too loudly in Grantaire’s hands to hear him.
“I don’t know what it is about you, but Saint-Just just deserts me when you’re here!”
“Are you jealous?” Grantaire smirked, giving the white kitten a belly rub.
“Don’t be ridiculous.”
Saint-Just once fell asleep on Grantaire’s jumper, and since neither Grantaire nor Enjolras wished to disturb him, the jumper stayed. It was soon covered in white hair, but much beloved. Enjolras almost forgot it was Grantaire’s, up to the day he washed the jumper and slipped it on. It was too big for him. It felt strange, but in a good way. Perhaps he too liked being wrapped in Grantaire’s clothes.
He showed up to the next ABC meeting wearing it. Grantaire choked on his drink.
go where YOU want to go;if you have more than one blog try not to stress about how many drafts you have. It may seem like the end of the world if you haven’t replied in a few days, but the truth is the world is still spinning. You should go where you want to go! if you’re not feeling a certain blog then log out and go onto one you’re feeling, or log off and do something else! don’t force yourself to be somewhere just out of obligation. RP is supposed to be a hobby, it’s supposed to be fun and if you’re not enjoying being on a blog then maybe you need a break. You do you, don’t worry about anybody else! your blogs are yours and nobody else’s and nobody can tell you where to be. Taking a break from one blog to spend time on another doesn’t make you a bad person and i think that we as muns and people need to realise that.