help i cant stop wont stop

borderline nightmares

- message delivered
- message read
- when ur fave “needs space”
- when ppl pick on u for being dramatic
- when u just gotta
- explaining splitting to nt friends
- anyone finding ur journal
- when ppl ask why youre “copying them”
- when ppl ask why you are “so clingy”
- when ppl say they will listen and stay and ur like o god i know it isn’t true but u still end up believing the same bullshit
- when u cant help but forgive people who have pushed u passed ur boundries and fucked u over
- when u cant feel
- when u can feel
- when u wanna disassociate but ppl wont stop talking to u
- when u cant stop disassociating
- disassociating during lectures/class/tests
- “tell me about yourself”
- “whats your sexuality?”
-“ha! every1 does that… ur normal dont WORRY”

whispers if u like slow build zutara with a+ character development, a side of azula that will make you shriek (with joy) (also rage), and a hella engaging plot, you should read once around the sun 10/10 would cry over again

Deep Down

Deep down she knows the truth. She has always known it. Thinking back it may be the underlying reason she tempted herself with the past. Her thoughts are interrupted by the clicking of Donna’s Jimmy Choos.

“Fancy meeting you here- again” Rachel sniffs.

Donna takes a seat next to her friend. “You know Harvey had to do that, he was…. Look, Harvey has this ability to just shut off and not see you as a person anymore,” 

“Donna, I get that. I do, but this… this is different.”

“Different how?” the usually fiery red head asks.

“I get it now.”

Rachel turns to her; waiting to see Donna’s intuition come to life. Instead she finds a blank look, so rehearsed it looks almost plastic. She sadly chuckles to herself softly as the truth settles in her bones. “You already know don’t you?”

“Know what? Rachel honey, I cant help if you wont…”

“Stop. Just stop. I can see it all over your face. I know that you know that Harvey is in love with him.” Donna doesn’t move. 

“Truth be told I think I knew it  too somewhere deep down. But I was never more sure than I am now. When he asked me about being faithful about what happened with Logan. That wasn’t a ploy, that was personal.”

Donna stays silent, hoping her mask is still firmly in place. How can she tell her friend that Harvey has been in love with her fiance’ since the moment Mike walked into the interview room. Of course being the idiotic man Harvey could sometimes be, he couldn’t even admit it to himself until last year. Even now he wont act on his feelings despite the fact the puppy loves him just as much. 

“But I love him Donna..” she sobs, tears once again falling from her eyes.

“I know you do sweetheart, and he loves you too” Donna coos taking the woman in her arms. And she knows she isn’t lying. Mike does love Rachel, but it’s nothing compared to the feelings he has for Harvey.

“But its not the same. I mean have you seen the way they look at each other. Like they are each others whole world. Mike never looks at me that way. Donna…”  turning to face her friend,  “…what am I going to do?”

“Right now, you are going to get up and get cleaned up. Don’t make any decisions this moment, there will be time to deal with this after the trial is over. Right now, he needs you.” 

Donna watches her friend go knowing that no matter what happens next, the die has already been cast. Sometimes love is fleeting, other times it has a long shelf life. Then there is love that grows in ways unimaginable; one that is tempered by fire; solidified through pain, and strong enough to withstand any odds. That’s what she sees when she looks at Harvey and Mike. Donna smiles to herself in the mirror and makes herself a promise. When they get through this, no matter what it takes, no matter what happens next, she is locking them both in a closet until they come out with some damn sense- preferably engaged.

So I know it’s just a number that doesn’t really mean anything but gosh dang it if I’m not super happy that over 1000 of you want to stick it out with me and my art. Thanks so much guys, it’s been an awesome journey so far and I’m just getting started! Shutout specifically to @gastrictank @zoestanleyarts @rollingplunder @bonecoke @ianoquinnzel @2d-dungeon @kaitlynmarieart for being cool pals that have helped me feel like I’m part of a real awesome community. Thanks for making me feel welcome guys! 

anonymous asked:

I'd love to request one of your amazing scenarios with Block B's P.O. He is going to be taking care of his 3mo baby girl for the 1st time alone while you have to go out for an appointment. He cant get her to stop crying but he doesnt want to call you so he calls one of the other members who is able to help him with her. Thank you!

ohoho omg first scenario I’m cry. I thought it might be nice to post this lil thang for mother’s day. Enjoy~ you probably wont

That morning seemed peaceful and he was full of confidence.

“Remember to feed and change her!” you rambled on as he started to push you out the door. “I heard you the first hundred times.” You stopped at the door and turned around to look longingly at your little Seonmi in her dad’s arms. “You be good” you stroked her head and kissed her forehead as she slept.

“You be good, too” you pointed at Jihoon sternly. “Of course.”

You exhaled sadly, already missing your precious child. “Bye.” You managed to smile. But Jihoon just scoffed and stared at you, as if waiting. “What?” you asked confused. He smirked and tapped his cheek childishly. “Not in front of the baby.” He slouched and puffed his cheeks.

After a second he propped back up and you could almost see a light bulb turn on above him. He covered Seonmi’s face with his hands and smiled hopefully. With a sigh you finally gave in and tippy-toed to give him a quick peck on the cheek. His hand was glued to that same cheek as he pretended to shriek like a girl.

“Don’t set anything on fire.” You turned back before closing the door. “Don’t you trust me?” he whined.

You did. You shouldn’t have.


Jihoon pulled the cute blue apron over his head and tied it like a man with a mission. He quickly swung around the corner to check that Seonmi was still sleeping in the bedroom. He smirked with confidence. This is easy.

He scavenged through the kitchen cupboards until he came across a large, colorful tin. A small, bright pink sticky note written with your familiar handwriting stood out on the lid. “Add 3 scoops to boiling water! Sterilize the bottle or I’ll sterilize you <3.” it read in big letters. He laughed, expecting this from you.

The lid came off easily and he stared at the contents curiously. “Powdered…milk.” He scooped some up and smelt it. “Babies are weird.”

 He sat with his head resting on crossed arms as he impatiently watched the pink bottle. Drowning in boredom, he weakly blew to cool it down. At his limit, he grasped the bottle of boiling milk.

The charismatic rapper felt his wrist burst into flames as the few drops of formula milk fell from the pink baby bottle. A deep shout echoed throughout the apartment. He quickly bit his tongue and shuffled closer to the crib in panic, listening for any crying babies.

He studied the small human in the dark bedroom. She wiggled and rolled around as he watched anxiously from a safe distance. Her still closed eyes scrunched up to make the expression that all new parents are terrified of.

He shook his head frantically and whispered prayers before a high, cat-like scream came from the now very upset baby.

Seonmi shuffled around the small crib, still screaming at the top of her lungs. Jihoon sprinted into the room to comfort her with shaking hands.

“Ah… um… Seon-ah~ It’s okay, don’t cry! Please…” he rushed to her side and slowly raised her out of the crib and into his warm arms.

It was always around this time that you would burst into the room like a superhero to save the day. He could almost hear you softly singing to Seonmi like you always did to calm her down. And it always worked.

He started to panic when he realised that his constant patting and rocking was doing nothing. With an angered baby in one arm, he rushed to his phone.

After destroying everything in search of it, he found the cell phone. He stared at his background picture. The three of you on the day Seonmi was born.

He missed you more than ever, but that day was going to be saved by dad. Or at least dad and some friends.


Zico spun around in his chair and fiddling with his pencil when his phone buzzed

“Jihoon-ah what do you wan-“

“HYUUUUUUUNNNNNNG!” shouted Jihoon as he paced around the apartment, shushing the distressed child.

Zico nearly toppled over before he groaned, hand on his damaged ear.

“WHAT’S WRONG WITH YOU? I NEARLY DIED” Zico lectured. Then he suddenly noticed the sounds of a baby crying.

“HYUNG. HYUNG. I CAN’T HEAR YOU. I CAN’T HEAR ANYTHING.” Jihoon shouted desperately over Seonmi’s wailing. “Baby- can’t- crying- don’t know- help!“ Zico listened to the few words he could hear behind the screaming as well as Jihoon’s deep, worried breaths.

“Okay okay calm down we’re coming.” Zico hung up, grabbed his hello kitty and knocked on Kyung’s door.

“Our maknae needs us.”


Jihoon wrapped his unoccupied arm around the two of them. “THANK YOU SO MUCH” he said, still not realising he was being unnaturally loud. Kyung pressed his finger to Jihoon’s lips as he consoled him.

The two of them scanned the apartment. Bowls of baby food, formula powder and diapers. Everywhere.

“Nothing worked” he sighed lifelessly while staring at the ground like a scarred child.

“Remind me how he’s the first to get a kid.” Kyung whispered.

Jihoon passed Seonmi to Kyung while Zico pulled out his bag of Hello Kitty soft toys, hats and glasses. He put on the pink glasses charismatically. “It has been too long my friends” he smiled at the dolls. Kyung rocked the baby as he stared at Zico as if he were a weird creature.

“OOOH LOOK IT’S A PRETTY KITTY” Zico started galloping around with two dolls in hand. For a split second Seonmi went quiet, only to judge him with a disgusted expression.

“Really? She doesn’t like Hello Kitty? You raised her horribly.” Zico pouted.

Again Seonmi burst into tears and the three grown men groaned.

“That’s it. I’m calling _____” Kyung stood up to get the phone. Jihoon snapped out of his traumatic thoughts and screamed “NO”.

“I can’t let you do that.”

“And why not.”

“I’m a man! What will she think if she finds out I can’t handle something the size of a potato!”

Kyung scoffed and pressed the call button. He mouthed “oops” teasingly before noticing Jihoon’s expression. Complete sadness filled Jihoon’s big eyes as he stared at him. A smidge of sympathy made Kyung sigh. But it was too late.

“Hello?” You slipped out of a conversation with some co-workers to answer the phone.

Jihoon clasped his hands together as he pleaded quietly.

“Uh… Hey.” Kyung muttered awkwardly

“Kyung? Why are you at our place? Where’s Jihoon?” you asked anxiously.

“He’s… in the bathroom.”

“Then where’s Seonmi?”

“Um… H-how’s your day?”

“Kyung. Where’s my baby?”

“W-what baby?”


“Haha… Zico’s calling me!”


Panic engulfed him as he hung up and threw the phone.  He looked up to find two lifeless bodies sprawled across the couch.

“We’re dead.” Jihoon said with a sinister and slightly crazy laugh.

To make matters worse, Seonmi decided to resume screaming.

“Ah… Seon please!” groaned Zico

“What do you want?”

“No no no don’t cry” Kyung sprung up to console her

Jihoon suddenly sat up. “Wait. I have an idea.” Hope was visibly reviving Jihoon as he smiled and grabbed Zico by the shoulders.

“What are we?” Jihoon asked with a motivating tone. “People?” Zico smirked.

“No. We’re idols. And idols perform.”

“What are you- Oh no. You don’t mean-”

“Oh yes. Yes yes yes.”

 Kyung and Zico watched as Jihoon fiddled with the music speakers. An expression of regret was painted on their faces as Jihoon spun around with a grin, signalling for them to put down Seonmi and come to the front of the room.

“Come on guys! Let’s have fun with this.” Jihoon straightened their posture and smiled as he pressed play.

The music started and they weakly clicked to the beat. Zico and Kyung had their heads hanging low in embarrassment as Seonmi got slightly quieter and watched them.  

They turned around in unison and swung their hips glamorously .

“Seulpeohajima no no no~ Honjaga anya no no no~”

Seonmi’s expression softened as she sniffed away her tears. Jihoon sang louder and happier as if he had won the lottery. She continued to stare at them strangely.

“Eonjenanana naege hansang bichi dwae jun geudae~”

A big, smile appeared on Seonmi’s face. A huge, bright smile that was just like her father’s.

“IT’S WORKING!” screamed Jihoon as they got in a line.

They did the famous A-pink shimmy and then made a pose. At this point Seonmi was laughing and smiling so much that she had toppled over.

The three of them ran up to her and Jihoon scooped her up into his arms victoriously.


They turned around slowly to find you smirking uncontrollably.

“Looks like dad had fun today.”

-Admin Sora


                 Yeah I’ve been feeling everything
                           From hate to love
                           From love to lust
                           From lust to truth
            I guess that’s how I know you
                    So I hold you close to help you give it up

Hi! Once i already sent you a little message about how much i love your blog and now i’m here to tell you the same, again. Haha. There isn’t a single day where i’m not coming here for my daily Chanbaek overdose because your blog just gives me so much happiness and reminds me how hopelessly and endlessly i’m in love with these two TT-TT. Maybe, can we get some Chanbaek moment when they’re staring at each other? I would love that -0- Thank you so much for always being nice to everyone and answering the messages and requests, you’re the best! Never stop! ❤

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signs from a scorpio's perspective:

aries: zodiac baby, always screaming and fighting about stupid things, just chill out a bit, things isnt always the way you want! and omg why you guys cant wait for anything? jesus

taurus: really chill and really smart, people that can carry a good conversation for a long time, rare these days tbh. they are also really calm, patient, and they listen to what you have to say, really love them for this.

gemini: just shut up please, just for once try to focus on one thing, just one. and sTOP TALKING AND LISTEN TO WHAT PEOPLE HAVE TO SAY.

cancer: you guys are so cute and funny i just cant help falling for you srsly. nice and emotional people that will put your feelings in the first place, and will care about you all the way.

leo: you guys are so funny and easy to talk to, but everytinhg you say is about yourself! you are not alone in this world, just stop being so egocentric.

virgo: you guys are cool, just stop being so cruel with yourself and the others, nothing is perfect stop finding flaws in every fucking thing. stop being assholes.

libra: just stop flirting with every thing that moves and stop giving to much shits about the way you look. jesus, just make a fucking decision in your life and stick to it.

scorpio: we are awesome, the fucking best, and lets face it we just wanna fuck each other in a weird and gross way.

sagittarius: stop, just stop and sit still. you cant be happy 100% of the fucking time so stop blaming people for your shit, and please stop being so dramatic about everyting, chill the fuck out.

capricorn: i love you guys, really, you have a good sense of humor, are really hardworking, will help you with everything they can. we get along really well and you guys get scorpio, thanks for that btw.

aquarius: omg, stop arguing about crazy shit that people dont even care, stop trying to change everything with your crazy wont-work-at-all ideas and chill out! oh, before i forget, stop criticising people anD SHOW SOME EMOTION.

piscies: juts sit down and sing with me. you guys are so criative and fun to be around, always chill and open to new things. i love you with all my heart, cause you help other people and care about them even more than you care about yourself, i wish i could have such a free mind and heart.